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                John's New Lifesyle Chap Three (mgF)

                      Wednesday - August 4

The next thing I knew, it was light outside and Sue and I were alone
in my bed. Mom must have left sometime after I had gone to sleep, I
guess. I sat up in bed, leaned over and kissed Sue's forehead. She
slowly opened her eyes, blinked them and asked, "What are you doing in
my bed?"

I grinned and said, "Look around the room, silly." She did and her
eyes gaped wide. She scrambled from my bed and looked at me, scared
for a moment until she remembered. "Last night I heard you fighting
with someone I thought, and I came in here to see what was going on.
The door was half open." I nodded as she looked at me. "Then I saw you
and mom in your bed with you on top of her. She wasn't resisting you
so I guessed that she and you weren't fighting. I then realized that
you were fucking her. Oh Johnny, now I remember," she said, reaching
down and rubbing her pussy. She looked at my hard cock and asked me,
"Can you fuck me now? I want to see if you really are as good as mom
says you are."

I patted the bed beside me and she jumped back in, laying on her back,
her legs slightly spread as she looked at me. I took her in my arms
and kissed her as she threw her arms around my neck. After a few
moments she tried to get on top of me like I showed her the first time
but I wasn't about to let her control it this time. I rolled her back
on the bed and crawled between her legs.

"Johnny?" she asked. I shushed her and leaned over and kissed her
mouth as I swept the hair from her eyes. My cock rested against her
nearly-hairless pussy and I started to push it in. "Don't worry,
Susie, I'll go easy. I don't want to hurt you again."

She smiled and nodded, then she spread her legs wider, giving her body
to me to make love to. We both moaned as I pushed my cock slowly
inside her damp tight pussy. "Oh Susie, honey, you are so tight, I
wonder if I can get it all inside you, you're so tight," I groaned.

"You can, Johnny," she moaned in my ear breathlessly, "you did it
yesterday. Now fuck me and cum in me. Then I need to go and take my
pill."

I groaned and I flexed my ass cheeks and plowed my cock into her. When
I was all the way in, she wrapped her legs around my waist like mom
had done the previous night. She felt so good.

As our bodies lay pressed tightly together, I kissed her as my fingers
brushed through her hair. She smiled up at me and I slowly withdrew my
cock. Her eyes showed fear. She was afraid I was taking it out, I
guess. I slowly pushed it back in until I could feel my balls press
against her. The tingles raced through my body and I began to move
faster. As I did, moving my cock in and out of her, she learned how to
squeeze my cock with her muscles. I kissed her as she squeezed more
and more and her body began to jerk around beneath me. She was
starting to build up to a cum. She looked at me through heavy-lidded
eyes with love as she pressed her body against me tighter. Our arms
held each other as she came, only to be met with my own cum. I
squirted my cum into her and she squeezed my cock, trying to get it
all. We collapsed on the bed and she released me to allow me to move
off of her.

We were both breathing hard as we lay there, recovering from our cums.
That was when mom spoke up from the doorway, still naked as the both
of us. "That was quite a show you two put on," she said clapping her
hands. "I bet you're both hungry now. You must have worked up a good
appetite after that workout. Huh?" We both agreed to that as we sat up
in bed.

"Go get a shower, both of you. Sue, get your pill, then you both come
on downstairs. Breakfast in on the table," she told us before turning
to leave the room.

She left us alone to take care of business. First though, I had one
more bit of business. I looked at my sister as she lay there on the
bed beside me and asked, "Before we shower, can I try something?"
Although I had just cum, seeing her lying there all naked, her skin
reddened from her workout, my cock had become hard all over again.
That comes from being young, I guess.

"Sure," she told me. "What?"

"I think you'll like it. Get up on your hands and knees. I want to try
a new position," I told her and grasped my hard but still wet cock.
She looked dubious but did as I said. When she was kneeling there on
the bed, I moved behind her and looked at her open wet pussy. I could
see a little of my cum leaking out. Good, I thought, it'll make it
slippery when I go in. 

"Okay, Sue, hold on."

"W-what are..."

"Relax, you'll love it," I re-assured her. I moved between her
slightly spread legs and entered her wet pussy for the second time
that morning until my stomach was resting on her back. She moaned and
squeezed her muscles around my cock, making me moan as she leaned
forward on her forearms.

"Ohh," she moaned. "I like this, Johnny. It goes so deep. Fuck me,
brother. Harder," she sighed.

I fucked her harder as I reached down below her and gently stroked her
small breasts, making her wiggle around on the bed beneath me. I
groaned as I moved in and out of her wonderfully tight pussy until the
tingles began again. I was close to cumming once again in my little
sister's pussy when she squeezed down on me and cried out, laying her
body flat on the bed, trapping my hands under her and my cock inside
her. She came and I came. We both sighed as we lay there, me on top of
her, not moving a muscle.

We were still in that same position as we recovered when mom came back
into the room, deciding to check up on us, I guess. 

"My lord, leave you two together and all you can think about is
fucking? Come on, get cleaned up. it's a beautiful day out and we have
a movie to attend." She laughed as she tried to pull me off Sue. I
finally relented and let her, while pulling my limp cock from between
Sue's legs. 

"Well mom, you started it," I told her. "If you hadn't had us do it
yesterday, we wouldn't have learned about how much fun it was. Right,
sis?"

"Yeah," she said, looking up at us from her position on the bed, flat
on her back and rubbing her besieged wet pussy. "I'm probably going to
want it every day now." She grinned when she said that, then sat up on
the bed side and stood up. Her hair was all a mess but she didn't seem
to care.

Mom laughed, taking the whole thing in stride. "I guess I did create a
pair of sex maniacs, didn't I? Well then, you two should be able to
fit right in here. Get ready now, the movie opens in three hours, at
noon. I want to get there early. John, will you be dressing?"

I thought a moment. If I was to really fit in in this nudist town, I
should get used to being seen that way. "No," I said to mom, "I'll go
nude. I don't want Susan showing me up, now do I?"

"No, I guess not," said mom. Sue came around the bed to where I was
standing and pinched me. "Ow!" I said. It didn't really hurt, but I
wanted her to think it did. "What was that for?"

"For thinking I'm a bad girl who always wants to be naked," she said,
seeming to pout.

"Well, aren't you? You asked me to fuck you and I did - twice today."
Not wanting her to think I did think she was a bad girl, I hugged her
and said, "You may be a bad little girl, but I still love you. Now
let's go shower before mom throws our breakfast away," and we ran from
the room, leaving mom there just watching and shaking her head.

Sue took her pill like a good little girl while I turned on the
shower. We climbed in and washed all of the evidence of our play from
our bodies, making sure all of us was clean. By the time we were out,
I was hard again but I knew we had to hurry so, after drying off, we
went down to breakfast while I just tried to ignore it. It was already
9:30 in the morning. I was really getting into this nudity thing. It
saves a lot of time trying to chose what you're going to wear.

"So," mom said, sitting down at the table with us with a cup of coffee
in her hand, "now that we are all rested, what say we get fixed up
with lotion, sandals, hat and glasses and take a walk into town?" she
asked us, smiling innocently at us as we ate our breakfast. We knew
that she had her mind set on finally showing us off to the town so we
just went along with it, not making a fuss. 

I could see the eagerness in Sue's eyes when mom said that. I swear,
that girl is a born exhibitionist. Just my opposite, you're probably
thinking, and you'd be right.

We all went upstairs to mom's room again and helped each other get
ready. The hard-on that I had had before breakfast had disappeared,
thank goodness, so I didn't have to worry about that. Or at least not
that one. Mom once again made sure I was covered with sun tan lotion
in all the right places which made me get hard again. I think she did
it on purpose. I could see her smile when she stroked me.

Patting my back, mom said, "There, that ought to do it. Now you don't
have to worry about it getting sunburned."

"No, all I have to worry about is all of the girls looking at me." I
complained good-naturedly and sighed. They just laughed at me and mom
said, "If that's all you have to worry about in life, you'll have it
easy. Now let's go."

We left the house about 10:15 or so. It was sunny and bright and warm,
as usual. I groaned as I put on my sunglasses to avoid the glare and
my cap to keep the sun off my head. Someday soon, I'd like to see just
a little rain sometime, that's all. I didn't know it but I would get
my wish.
 
As we left, Sue and I had nothing to carry so I offered to carry mom's
shopping bag which left just her carrying her purse. Mom gave it to me
and I peeked inside. What I saw made me look at mom. "Towels?"

"To sit on in the theater," she replied. "So the seats stay clean."

"Oh," was all I said.

We didn't take the car since it was only a short walk into town. It
was only a small town, after all. We walked along the streets like
normal people, except that we were naked. I saw others that were
naked, but the majority I saw were wearing clothes, albeit the least
amount possible in the 90+ degree heat. I was still surprised, though,
that the people who we met on the street didn't blink an eye when they
saw us or the other nudists. I also noticed that I was becoming a
little less anxious about my nudity. The newness of that situation was
wearing off, or so I thought at the time.

As we approached the center of town, we met a man who mom thought she
recognized. My head jerked around when I heard her say, "Eric? Eric
Collins? That is you, isn't it?" 

The man stopped and looked at her. At first he didn't seem to
recognize her, but then a look of recognition came into his eyes. He
was about 6 feet tall or so, with brown hair and eyes, He was also
rather handsome, but, to my eyes, seemed lonely. "Jan? Jan Murphy?
Why, how long has it been? You look great," he said as he shook her
hand.

"It's Jan Blake for the moment. I just got divorced and might change
it back, I'm not sure yet. And it's been - oh - seventeen years?" she
said, smiling at the man, obviously an old friend. "Yes, that's right.
I went to college right out of high school and then got married right
away. It's so good to see you again," mom stated, shaking his hand.
"Eric, please let me introduce you to my children," she said, taking
his arm and turning him to look at us. 

"Eric, this is John, who is fourteen..." she began, pointing to me. I
just stood there, all of a sudden embarrassed again so I held the bag
in front of me. But I did manage to eke out, "Almost fifteen," I
stated quietly and the man grinned. Mom didn't.

"...and this is Susan, whose twelve," she continued, indicating my
sister who just had to put in her two cents worth. "Almost thirteen."
She smiled at the man, making no attempt to hide herself.

Mother said we'd have to have a talk about manners and interrupting
but Eric just waved it off. "Oh let it be. You know kids, always in a
rush to grow up." I noticed that he looked each of us in the face as
he shook our hands.

"Kids, Eric used to be my next-door neighbor when we were growing up.
We were always good friends. Weren't we, Eric?"

"Oh yes," he said grinning. "We had some good times together back
then. Right, Jan?"

"Ummm right, Eric," she said, smiling as she remembered. Looking at
us, she said quite openly, "Eric took my virginity and I took his
since we were only children and the best of friends. It was a good
time, and we even considered getting married but it didn't work out.
Oh well," she said, sighing. Turning back to Eric, she said, "But we
really should get together to talk over old times."

"Oh yes, definitely. I never did get married, you know. I went to the
community college and got a job in the local bank. That's been pretty
much my life since then. I'm in the accounting department as an AVP.
Where are you living now, Jan?"

"We're living in my parents' house, Eric. You must remember. They
moved to Florida. You'll have to come and visit. Soon," mom told him.

"Yes, of course I do, the one right next to my old house. I will
definitely pay you a call, and soon," he said, grinning. He looked a
bit happier than he had before, I thought. He looked at his watch and
then looked at mom, "Oh, I'm sorry, Jan, I have to go. I have a
meeting soon. Maybe we'll go out to dinner some time."

Mom smiled and shook his hand again. "I'd love to," she told him as he
turned to go.

As he walked away, seeming to be walking taller than he had been, mom
turned to us and said, "Okay, you two, let's go or we'll be late for
the movie." And we were off again.

We only walked two blocks and I could see the theater marquee in the
distance just as we ran into the same lady that mom had talked to the
day before. I vaguely noticed that she seemed to take a big interest
in my sister and me, especially me. I tried to stay away from the
conversation, not wanting to interfere in their talk so I was looking
around at the small stores and businesses but mom called out to the
two of us, drawing back my attention. I turned to see what she wanted.

"Hmm, what?" I asked. As I said, I really hadn't been paying much
attention.

"I said, do you remember Mrs. Conroy?" mom asked us, indicating the
woman standing just a couple feet away.

Sue and I both nodded. Mrs. Conroy was a distinguished looking lady,
looking about 35 or so, the same age as mom, and standing at about
5'7". She was trim, with brown hair and was wearing a pink blouse,
white shorts and black sandals as well as sunglasses and a sun hat
with a wide brim, of course. I blinked a couple times, swallowed and
murmured, "Yes, ma'am," as I shook her hand and nodded. "We met
yesterday. I do remember you, even though I was a little spaced out at
the time. First time in public. You understand." I hoped.

She smiled as she said, "Of course. Our ways must seem strange to you
but I'm sure you'll both do fine." She looked from me to Susan and
back to me again. She seemed particularly interested in me. I wondered
why and it made me even more nervous. 

She continued by saying, "I guess we'll be seeing a lot of each other
in a few weeks," she said, looking directly at me and her eyes
travelled up and down my body, stopping on my cock which, having a
mind of its own, started to raise it's head to get a look at her. I
was never so embarrassed. 

No, wait, that's not true. I WAS more embarrassed the previous day
when I stepped out onto the street the first time. I don't know how I
did it.

"Wh-why do you say that, Mrs. Conroy?" I asked her. Why didn't Sue say
something, instead of just standing there with her hands folded in
front of her looking innocent? I decided to put mom's bag in front of
me again, holding it with both hands as I had before.

"Oh, didn't you know?" she said. "I'll be one of your teachers, more
than likely. I teach history in the school," she told me or us, I
wasn't really sure. She was smiling kindly, apparently aware of my
nervousness. I swallowed again. I thought to myself, and I was
supposed to go naked in school with teachers like her? My hands in
front of me began to shake and I dropped the bag and blushed.

She said goodbye to us and continued on up the street. I looked at Sue
and she was just grinning at my discomfort. I frowned at her and
turned to mom. "With teachers like her, I am definitely wearing
clothes to school."

Mom laughed at my remark and she wasn't the only one. I must have said
that a little too loud because I heard a giggle from the retreating
figure of Mrs. Conroy and when I turned to look she just looked back
and winked at me. Oh man, I was gonna be in trouble. 

"Barbara and I went to school together," mom told us. "We were good
friends and both of us dated Eric and several other boys when we were
young. Now, to think, she's teaching. Good for her. She was always
smart." She shook her head and looked around, disregarding us, so she
didn't notice as I felt a hand on my cock and looked to see Sue
stroking it. She smiled when I looked at her. 

"That looks like it hurts. Does it?" she asked me.

As I took her hand off my cock, I told her, "No, it doesn't hurt, it's
just uncomfortable is all. How would you like it if I put my finger on
your pussy here on the street?" I asked her and did just that. She
jumped back and blushed as she looked around to see if anyone had seen
what we had done.

I looked feverishly around to see if anyone was watching as well. I
blushed all over when I saw some young girls standing across the
street watching us. There were three of them, two were dressed in
shorts, a t-shirt and shoes and one was naked like we were. I
swallowed as one, the naked one, waved at me. I waved back and they
all laughed. They thought we were funny, I guess. All of them looked
to be younger than Sue. 

Luckily mom decided to look at her watch and she said, "Oh goodness,
look at the time, almost 11:15. Come on, you two, or we'll be late for
the first showing."

We made it to the theater in plenty of time for the noon showing. We
got there at about 11:25 since the theater was only a couple blocks
down the street and we didn't really hurry that much. When we did get
there there was a short line and about half of the people were dressed
and the other half were nude like us which made me feel better
somehow. At least we wouldn't be the only ones there standing out.

After the ticket seller opened her window and started selling tickets,
we had to wait a few minutes until we reached the booth. After mom
paid for the tickets to see the updated version of "Hound of the
Baskervilles" with Jack Renny starring, we went in, handed the ticket
taker our tickets and retrieved the stubs which mom put into her
purse, we stopped at the counter to get some pop corn and soda. I was
looking around and saw a beautiful girl with red hair looking at me. I
must have blushed because she smiled at me. I gave a weak smile back
and gasped as she approached us.

"Who's that?" my sister leaned over and asked me in a whisper, nodding
her head towards the girl who was walking over to us.

I shrugged. "I don't know, but I'd like to get to know her. She's
pretty." I sighed just as mom turned around to see who we were talking
about. 

"Who's pretty?" mom asked us as she handed us our pop corn and drinks.
We pointed to the girl coming over to us. She looked over at her,
didn't recognize her so she just waited until the girl had reached us.

The girl extended her hand to me and I shook it after fumbling with my
snacks, and nearly spilling the whole thing. Mom took my soda so I
could shake the girl's hand. She giggled of course and introduced
herself to us. 

"Hi," she said, "I'm Karen White. You're new here, aren't you? I know
most of the boys in town," she asked us, looking at mom and Sue and
myself curiously.

"Uh yeah," I said, feeling definitely uncomfortable. She was even more
beautiful up close than she was at a distance. Her eyes were a dark
green, almost piercing in their intensity. "How could you tell?" I
asked her, finding it hard to talk.

"You seemed nervous being like that," she told me, pointing at my bare
condition. "There's really no need to be..."

"That's what I've been trying to get into his head," mom interrupted
her, grinning at me, I guess to get back at me for interrupting her
earlier. "He's always been too shy for his own good." 

The girl looked at me and smiled as mom introduced herself. "My name
is Janice Blake and these are my kids." 

"Uh, my name is John, very pleased to meet you," I said quickly. She
smiled at me and I almost lost it there in the theater. Now THAT would
have been embarrassing, let me tell you.

That was when Sue stepped in and said, "And I'm Susan Blake, his pesky
little sister." She smiled ungraciously at me when she said that as
she shook Karen's hand. I sneered back at her and turned my attention
back to that girl who I realized I was rapidly falling for after I had
just met her.

Mom spoke up again and said, "I'm sorry, Miss White, you'll have to
excuse my kids here, it's only their second day out in public and
John's a bit rattled."

Karen smiled at her and said, "That's all right. I'm very pleased to
meet you, Mrs. Blake. When did you move here, if I may ask?"

"The end of July, a couple weeks ago. I was born here, but these two
were raised in the mid-west, so everything here is still new to them."

"Well, like I was saying before," Karen continued, "you have no need
to be embarrassed about being nude in public, certainly not in this
town. Most everyone does it from time to time and no one thinks
anything of it. I'd be naked myself but it's that time of the month
for me." I guess I blushed at that because she smiled at me as if she
understood my discomfort at discussing that female subject. "It
wouldn't be right for me to go nude right now, so here I am, dressed
for the next couple of days," she finished telling us.

We probably would have talked some more but the movie was starting
with the coming attractions, so we all made our way into the theater
and found seats in the middle of the assembly. There were only a few
people in the theater, it being a weekday and all, so we had our
choice of seats. I was pleasantly surprised when Karen chose to sit
next to me. I handed out the small towels that mom had brought along
and we all sat down. Karen was dressed so she didn't need one. That
was good because we only had three.

Not much was said during the movie, but we all knew that Holmes would
solve the case, he always does. It was updated to our time, which kind
of spoiled the effect of the original story, I thought, as it didn't
seem like the nineteenth century at all, which of course it wasn't,
but it did take place in London and on the Moors, the only realistic
part of it. I had read the original years before and I didn't care for
the rendition they had up on the screen. The only saving grace was
having Karen sitting beside me. 

Mom and Sue seemed particularly amused at my attraction to this girl
we had just met. I tended to ignore them as I shared my snacks with
Karen. Mom had gotten a spare straw so Karen could have her own. It
was a good thing that mom had bought the large size drinks and pop
corn. She and Sue shared one cup and Karen and I shared another cup.
As the movie progressed I shared my attention between the screen and
her, learning that she lived only a couple blocks from me and that she
had a little brother and sister who lived with her and her parents.

Since Sue and I were new to the town and didn't know where things
were, she offered to take all of us on a tour of the town. When I
didn't answer, Mom accepted for me and we arranged it for the weekend,
only a few days away. All I could do was look at her until I felt I
was making her uncomfortable and I reluctantly pulled my eyes away
back to the screen where the disguised dog was attacking the man at
the gate.

I sighed and wished the movie was over so I could see her in the
light. It was almost an hour before that would be however, so we sat
there and watched as Holmes played his ace and solved the mystery,
revealing the relative who wanted to take over the estate.

At last the movie was over and we left the dark theater, only to be
blinded by the sunlight as we stepped out onto the street. Karen
seemed less effected by it as she helped me put on my sunglasses while
mom helped Susan with hers. As we walked up the street we discussed
the movie. We all agreed that the versions on TV were better,
especially the older ones, like with Basil Rathbone, as they were kept
closer to the original printed story.

Karen walked with us as far as her house where she invited us in. Mom
told her that we should be getting back home. Karen asked for our
phone number. I of course blurted it out excitedly, as that meant that
she wanted to see me, uh I mean, us again. Mom pulled out a pad from
her bag and wrote down our number and address and gave it to her. In
return, she gave her number to mom to hold. Mom looked at me and
grinned. Then she put it in her purse.

Before Karen went in however, she said, "Oh, my brother is having a
birthday party this Saturday morning at 10:00. I really wish you could
come. I think you'll like Paul and Patty, and my parents would love to
meet you. Like me, they're very open and curious about people. Will
you come? Please? Afterwards we can take the tour I promised you."

Mom thought a moment then told her, "We'd love to. How old is your
brother and sister?"

"Paul's going to be 13 and Patty is 10. You'll have a good time, I'm
sure," she said, then she smiled and waved goodbye as she turned to go
up the walk to her house. We waved goodbye in return and started on
our way home. 

I planted her address in my mind, not wanting to forget it. Sue made
some crack about puppy love and I pinched her arm, making her go,
"OW!" and mom turned to say, "Okay kids, that's enough. Let's get home
out of this heat and we'll all rest a while. For a second day out,
you've both done great," she complimented us. 

"Thanks, mom," I said, hoping that I could get a look at the number
she had in her purse. If not, I could maybe look it up in the book.
There couldn't be THAT many Whites, could there?

The rest of that day was spent resting, talking about the town and the
people we had met and the party that Saturday. I was excited that I
would see Karen again.

The day wound down and we decided to call it an early night so we all
went to bed about 8:30. There wasn't anything much on TV and we were
tired from all that walking and the sun. That night we all slept well.
And in our own beds, too. I really think that we got too much sun the
past two days. 


                   John's New Lifestyle - Chap. Four

                       Thursday-Friday August 5-6

Anyway, the next morning, Thursday morning, the 5th of August, I awoke
to a strange sight. I looked out of my window and saw that it was
raining out, not hard but steady. It was the first time I'd seen rain
since we had left our old home, or at least on the trip here. I
couldn't believe it. It was actually raining out. Wow!

I ran from my room and downstairs to the kitchen where I saw that mom
was already up and standing over by the coffee maker waiting for it to
finish perking or whatever it did to make coffee. I said excitedly,
"See it? The rain?" and I pointed out the window.

She turned to me and smiled at my excitement. "Yes, dear," she said.
"It started this morning about three o'clock or so. It's been coming
down ever since. What would you like for breakfast?" She seemed so
calm about it.

"Breakfast? I don't know. Cereal maybe. I gotta see this for real," I
told her and without thinking, I rushed over to the back door and
rushed out into the rain, getting soaking wet in the back yard. It was
a good thing that I was naked or mom would have balled me out good for
getting my clothes wet for no good reason. 

I ran around like a six year old who didn't know any better, getting
my feet wet in the mud. Mom was standing in the doorway, keeping dry
like any sensible person, but me? I was soaking wet and happy. It was
raining after nearly two weeks of sunshine. I didn't care if I got
wet, IT WAS RAINING!!

Finally though, I decided I had had enough. Looking at mom standing
there in the doorway grinning at me, I walked over and tried to get
past her. No way, no how, not with my muddy feet. She had me stand
just outside while she brought a dry dish towel over and set it on the
floor in front of me. She told me to stand on it. I felt foolish then,
behaving like a little kid out there and I told her, "Sorry, Mom, I
guess I was a little silly, huh?" I was still grinning like a little
kid.

She looked up at me as she cleaned the mud off my feet and said,
grinning at me a little herself, "Yes, my boy, just a little. Now go
dry off before you catch your death then eat. I'll see if Sue is up
yet." She took the towel with her to the laundry room and then she
went upstairs.

I went to the linen closet in the hall and got out a towel. It only
took a few minutes for me to dry myself, although my hair was a little
wet still. Then I went back to the kitchen to get my favorite cereal
out of the cupboard, along with a bowl. I got a spoon from the drawer
and the milk from the fridge and sat down at the table. As I was about
to start eating, Sue bounded into the room, almost as excited as I
was, but she was smart enough to stay inside, just opening the door to
look outside.

"Isn't this great, Johnny?" she said excitedly, "The rain. It's
actually raining." She was bouncing around from the open door to the
window over the sink looking out at the rain as it splashed in the
puddles.

"I know, Sue," I said, grinning. I was glad she hadn't seen me, I
would have never lived it down. "This is the first time it's rained
here. Maybe now, the heat will go down a bit," I said as I took a bit
of cereal.

"Oh I hope not," she said, turning from the window to look at me, "if
it gets too cool, we won't be able to go naked outside." She grinned
at me.

I looked at her and said, "I just knew that you were an
exhibitionist," with a sour look on my face as mom came back and
poured herself a cup of coffee. Sue grinned at me but I think that she
knew that I would never really be happy going nude in public. Mom
giggled to herself over her silly children being all excited over the
rain.

We waited a couple hours, then it slowly came to a stop and the sun
came back out. Our fun time was over. I asked mom for Karen's number. 

"Why?" she asked, giving me a smirk as if she really needed to ask.

"I want to ask her about the party Saturday. Should we dress? Do we
need to bring her brother a present? That sort of thing," I told her,
trying for any reason to call her and hear her voice.

"Hm hm," she said. She had an apron on and she reached into her pocket
and pulled out the slip of paper. I grabbed it and ran to the phone in
the living room, making mom and Sue laugh. Hey, so what if I thought I
was in love, they didn't have to laugh at me.

I picked up the handset and started to dial the number on the paper.
Then I set it down again. I had never called a girl before. What if
she didn't want to see me now? I couldn't take that. Then, taking a
deep breath, I picked up the handset again and dialed before I lost my
nerve. My hand were shaking as I waited for an answer. Nothing but a
ringing sound as I stood there, hopping from foot to foot nervously as
I listened.

I almost hung up, but then a young girl's voice answered. "Hello?"

"H-hello," I said, barely audible. "Is Karen there?"

"Huh huh," the girl said, then I heard her call out away from the
handset, "Karen, your boyfriend's on the phone," and a giggle as she
started to lay the handset down. Next thing I heard was, "Give me
that, you little stinker. I hope he didn't hear that. John? Is that
you?", she said, a little louder that the rest.

"So, am I your boyfriend now?" I asked her, trying to sound confident
when I was anything but. "Gee, honey, we just met."

I heard a laugh and then she said, "Hi, John. So your mother gave you
my number, hmm?"

"Yeah, she did," I told her, feeling easier about talking to her. "I
had to beg for it. I wanted to know about the party Saturday. Should
we dress? Also, do we need to bring your brother a present and what
does he like?"

"Oh John, you can come anyway you like, just so you come. I've told my
parents all about you and your family. I can't wait to see you again.
As for Paul, he likes video games for the PC, but you don't need to
get him anything, he's getting enough as it is." 

I heard a voice in the background say faintly, "They can bring me
something if they want," and I heard Karen shush him.

"You definitely don't need to bring this little twerp anything," Karen
said on the phone, and from the background I heard, "Hey, who's a
twerp, twerp?" from her brother.

"You are, you little twerp, now go away. I'm trying to talk to my
friend," I heard her tell him. 

I heard him say, "You mean your BOYfriend, don't you?" he kidded, to
which she responded, "MOMMM! Make him stop. I'm trying to talk to my
friend here and he keeps interrupting. Ooooo! I'm sorry about that,
John, my brother..." she said as she turned back to the phone.

"You don't need to explain, Karen. My sister is the same way. Hey, I
just had a thought. Maybe we should pair them up, your brother Paul
and my sister Susan. They're the same age, almost. I think that's a
good idea. What do you think?"

The phone was quiet for a few seconds as she thought it over. Then,
all of a sudden, she said, "Let's set it up. You talk to Susan and
I'll talk to Paul. Maybe when they meet Saturday, they'll hit it off
and he'll leave me alone."

I laughed. I was feeling much better than I was before about talking
to a girl by then. "I'll do that, but tell Paul that he'd better be
good or you'll cancel his party."

"Good idea. Oh, one more thing, he likes books, mostly Sci-Fi and
horror. Just so you know."

"Thanks. So, what do you like?" I asked her.

"Why? It's not my birthday," she said. She giggled as she said it.

"Oh, I don't know. You will have one soon enough, I'm sure. I'd like
to surprise you," I told her, sighing at the thought.

"Well then, I like flowers, like roses or lilacs, or jewelry. I also
can use computer software, especially video games."

"So, you like flowers, that's good to know. And video games. Like
Paul. You two have something in common after all. I don't know too
much about computers, but I can handle flowers."

"You don't have a computer?" she asked me, surprised.

I sighed. "No. Mom isn't quite that well off financially. The only
reason we have a house at all is because it belonged to her parents.
They retired to Florida to a nudist camp there. We get by. She's
waiting until we are settled down before she starts looking for a
job."

"You'll need a computer for school, John. Both you and Susan. Everyone
has one in school. What does your mom do?"

"She had a job as a seamstress in Carlisle, where we used to live,
working in a fabric store. I don't know if there is anything like that
here."

"Well then, my friend, you may just be in luck," she said, sounding
just like a huckster, trying to sell something. "Wait until Saturday.
We might have something for her. I'll see you then and let you know."

She was sounding mysterious. I didn't know how to take it. "Karen,
what do you mean?"

"Saturday, my friend, Saturday," she simply said, laughing slightly.
"Oh, there's dad. He needs to use the phone. I'll see you Saturday.
Bye!" and the phone went dead. I was puzzled. What did she mean? I'd
just have to wait, I guessed. Hmmm. Curious.

I hung up the phone and turned to see mom and Sue standing there
watching me. Sue was grinning and mom was just staring at me. Had I
said something I shouldn't?

"Um, that was Karen. I found out what Paul likes, as well as few other
things," I said. Then I asked, "How long have you been standing
there?"

"Long enough," Sue told me, grinning. "So, you have a girlfriend, and
now you're trying to set me up with her brother? I don't know if I
want a boyfriend just yet," she said.

"And why did you tell her what I used to do in Carlisle?" mom asked
me.

I shrugged. "Karen said I would need a computer and Sue would, too,
since all the students have them. I told her we couldn't really afford
it and that you hadn't started looking for work yet, that you were
waiting for us to get settled and she wanted to know what you did
before. I didn't think there was any harm in telling her, Mom. If I
was wrong in doing so, please tell me," I almost begged her. 

She said, "I guess there wasn't any harm. I do want to get job, but I
also need to be sure you two are safe here. Do you think they can help
me?"

"I hope so. Sue and I are going to need some things for school, like
pens, pads, new clothes. Some of it can wait for a little while, but I
want to look nice for my first days in our new school," I told her.

"Don't worry about that. I have enough money set aside to get you
started. We just don't have anything for luxuries. The computers,
however. That's a different matter. They're very expensive. Maybe your
father can help. He does owe me child support until I get married,
which I don't foresee myself doing in the near future. I'll give him a
call."

"Do you think he'll help, Mom?" Sue asked her.

Mom ran her hand through Sue's long blonde hair, smiled at her and me
and said, "I hope so. We didn't part company on the best grounds, but
he has his obligations, and I think this fits. Go and find something
to do while I make a call." 

We left her alone and went to our rooms. I was depressed thinking that
we had to ask dad for anything after he dropped mom like a hot potato
for that bleached blonde hussy (I heard that on TV) but if it was
necessary, then it was necessary. I went to my cash can and pulled out
some bills. I had about two hundred dollars saved, mostly from
birthdays and allowances, but that was nowhere near what we needed for
a computer, never mind two. And we'd need printers and supplies, as
well, I'm sure. Oh well.

I went through the money and decided that I had more than enough to
buy Paul a present. I know that if I was having a party, I'd want one.
I pulled out fifty dollars and started to get dressed. I wasn't going
shopping alone naked, no way.

When I was dressed, (Boy, was that a weird feeling, wearing clothes
after being naked for two and a half days, and besides, it was a
little cooler outside, what with the rain that morning) I went
downstairs. I found Susan standing by the door. She was also dressed.

"Where are you going?" I asked her.

"With you. You're going to buy a present for her brother, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I think I should. What about you?"

"I want to get one, too. I've got thirty dollars. Can I come with
you?" she asked me. I said she could and ran back upstairs. I got
twenty more dollars from my can so she would be even with me. I
thought I owed it to her for all we'd done together the last couple of
days. When I gave it to her she didn't want to take it. 

"Go ahead. You may see something you want." She kissed me and put it
in her small purse with her money.

Mom came out just then, saw us and asked where we were going. "We're
going to get Paul a present. We don't want to go empty-handed. Is that
okay?" I asked her.

"That's fine. Just wait a while. I'll get dressed and go with you.
Maybe we can do some shopping for ourselves as well." 

We nodded and went to sit in the living room. It was a little after
noon so we had plenty of time. She came back a few minutes later,
dressed in a skirt and blouse with brown slip-on shoes. As she put on
her hat, she said, "Okay now, let's go spend some of that hard-saved
money of yours, shall we?" We nodded and left the house. 

We got into the car and mom drove us to a small shopping area just
outside of town. It consisted of about twenty small shops, specialty
shops, I think they're called, and we spent nearly three hours going
from one to another looking for presents. We all got a present for
Paul. I got him a few books, the newest they had, including a couple
Sci-Fi and three horror, Anne Rice's newest among them. Sue got him a
sweatshirt with the local school's motto on it. She kept the slip just
in case he'd have to exchange it in case it was too big or too small
for him. Mom bought him a PC-adapted video game. She also kept the
slip. Oh yeah, I kept mine, too, just in case.

We also stopped at a small store that sold teen's clothes. Mom bought
us each two sets of clothes for the first week, along with shoes to
match. At least we'd make a good entrance on the first two days. Maybe
after that, clothes wouldn't be needed. 'Yeah. Right!' I thought to
myself as we went to our car.

It was just as we were preparing to go home that I saw something from
the car window that struck me as funny. I pointed it out to mom. It
was the White's Sewing Center. Now could the owner be related to
Karen's family? Hmmm.

I saw mom staring at it and she pulled the car in and stopped in front
of the store. Leaving us in the car, she walked in and we could see
her talking to a woman behind the counter. I couldn't see much detail
but I could see them shake hands. About fifteen minutes later when mom
came back out she was smiling. I just knew that she had a job.

"That woman in there is Karen's mother," she told us, pointing back
inside, "I told her I was looking for a job and what my experience was
and she said yes, she could use someone to help with special projects
for customers. I start on Monday," she told us, obviously pleased at
how that turned out. "Will you two be able to take care of yourselves
while I'm working?"

Sue and I quickly said we could. It was funny. Karen had told me that
she might know of a job for mom, and here we find her mom's store and
our mom gets a job there. Talk about coincidence? I don't think so.

We made one more stop at a stationary store. We bought the things we'd
need for the first few weeks of school - pencils, pens, pads, school
bags and a few other things, including paper to wrap Paul's presents
in. What we couldn't afford, mom made up the difference so that we
wouldn't go without. We were floating on Cloud 9 right then.

When we got home, we ran to our rooms and threw off our clothes since
it was getting hot again. Then we took our packages and wrapped up the
contents with the paper we bought in the stationary shop. After that,
we were almost ready for the party Saturday. We had a whole day to
wait, though. I hoped we would have something to do.

The rest of the day went slowly. Mom had a job so her worries had been
lessened considerably. She spent it working on her hobby, knitting.
Sue and I talked a while, then she got jittery as we sat there naked
on my bed and she jumped on me and tried to pin me down. I of course
could not let that happen. Now could I? It would set a bad precedence
for the future.

I got her off of me and turned her over on her back, tickling her as I
did so while I stood between her wide spread legs. In a moment I had a
finger in her pussy and was rubbing her clit, making her wriggle about
on the bed and giggle as she tried to escape while trying desperately
to make me fuck her. Being the kind person that I am, I did fuck her,
making her cum fast and more than once before I filled her up with
cum. It's sure nice to have a girl who loves sex in the house, even if
she is my sister.

The rest of the day was uneventful. It got to be dark and we went to
bed. Sue and mom slept with me in my bed. Mom wanted to celebrate. I
had no complaints. We finally fell asleep at the end of the third day
of our new life.

The next day was Friday. It was sunny again as usual. I awoke to find
Sue lying half on top of me and mom lying on her side, her arm flung
over both of us. I grinned and sat up, making each of them roll over
and wake up also. Crawling over them I made my way to the bathroom.

Doing my morning routine I went downstairs for breakfast. It was only
6:15. Since I was early, I decided that I needed some exercise. Except
for sex, I hadn't had much lately. Something in my head seemed to cry
out that I needed to run.

Going back to my room, I saw that the two sleepyheads were rising.
"Well good morning to all," I said cheerily as I put some socks and
sneakers on. As I stood up from my chair, I turned to see them
watching me. "What?" I asked them.

"Going somewhere?" mom asked me. 

I grinned. I figured maybe I'd surprise her. "Yes, I'm going running.
I haven't had much exercise lately and while it's still cool out (cool
being anything under eighty), I thought that maybe I'd go running
around the block before most people are up. Is that alright?"

She looked at me like I was someone she didn't know. Instead of
answering me, she turned to Sue and said, "Quick Sue, see if you can
find a large green pod in here. This can't be the same boy who was
scared to go out yesterday and the day before like that," and she
laughed as she pointed to me. She turned to me and said, still
laughing slightly, "Yes, it's okay, just be careful. Don't forget your
key."

I nodded. "Want to go with me, sis?" I asked Sue as I grabbed the
house key from my dresser that I had on a chain and hung it around my
neck, along with a whistle I had from when I lived in Carlisle. 

"No, thanks. You go strut your stuff and I'll stay here and help mom
fix breakfast. You'll probably be hungry when you get back," she told
me, grinning.

"Okay fine, lazybones, I'll see you guys later."

I waved and left the room, wondering just what had gotten into me. I
didn't stop to think about it too much though or else I might have
changed my mind. I went downstairs and out the back door. I looked
around and didn't see anybody so I went around the house and out onto
the sidewalk in front of the house. When I still saw no one, not even
a car, I started down the street, dressed in shoes and socks, nothing
else. Imagine that.

I didn't meet anyone for at least five minutes, but as I turned the
corner onto the next street over I saw a boy wrestling with a girl in
a small park across the street. The boy was about my age, maybe a
little older, while the girl was at least twelve, no older. She was
naked, he was dressed.

I hurried over there as fast as I could. I have always hated bullies
and if I can stop one from hurting someone then I would try. I blew my
whistle and the boy stood up from where he was holding the girl down
on the ground and looked at me. The girl was screaming as she lay on
the ground between his legs. I blew the whistle and came closer. 

I could see that he was bigger than me, but I wasn't going to let that
stop me. As I approached him I called out, "Get away from her. She's
scared. Get away from her now!" I cried out, trying to sound forceful.

He turned and ran away, not because of me but because of the police
car coming up the street. As I rushed over to the girl and knelt down
beside her, not touching her, I could see she was a pretty thing. She
had red hair, like Karen. She couldn't have been older than 10. I
thought of Karen's little sister who was ten and cringed. "Are you
okay?" I asked her.

"Uh huh," she said, smiling weakly at me. "Thank you. He wanted to..."
and then she started to cry. She rushed into my arms and I held her
and comforted her as the policeman approached.

"What's going on here? Someone heard a whistle and called 911."

"I saw a big guy trying to hurt this girl here. It was my whistle. He
ran away when I approached and he saw your car. I did what I could to
comfort her but she needs her mother."

"Is this correct, young lady?" he asked her.

She shook her head yes. "He saw me and blew this," she said, tugging
on my whistle chain. "He helped me. I know the other one. He's Ted
Cranston," she said, sniffing and holding on to me tighter. The cop
wrote the name in his pad.

"What's your name, son?" he asked me then.

"John Drake. I live at 123 Oak with my mom and sister. This is the
first time I have come running since I moved here. It's a good thing I
did," I told him and hugged the little girl who was looking right at
me now.

"And what's your name, miss?"

"Patty White," she said, sniffing.

I looked stunned, I guess when my head jerked to look at her. "You're
Karen's sister?" I blurted out.

"Uh huh," she said, looking at me. "You're her boyfriend, aren't you?"

I smiled at her. "I'd sure like to be," I told her. I turned to the
policeman and asked him, "Do you think you can find that guy?"

"Yes, he is known to us," he said, nodding.

"Good. I'd hate to think what he's done that hasn't been found out." I
shivered and not for the fact that I was naked. "Can I take Patty
home? I'll see she gets there safely."

"I'll give you a ride over there," he said. "I need to speak to her
parents."

I looked at my watch. It was still only 6:35. Her parents should still
be home. I nodded. I stood up and picked Patty up in my arms. "Let's
go," I said.

We walked over to the car. The policeman opened the back door and we
got in with Patty sitting across my lap with her head on my chest. He
went around and got in the driver's seat and we drove to Patty's
house. We had to wait until he had opened the door so we could get
out. I took Patty up to the front door and rang the bell.

A few moments later the door opened. A woman stood there looking at
the three of us. When she saw Patty, she cried, "Patty! What's going
on?"

The cop stepped forward. "Mrs. White?" She nodded and he said, "I'm
afraid your daughter was nearly raped. If it hadn't been for this
young man's quick thinking, she would have been. We know who the
person is and will need your daughter to come in and identify him when
he's found."

The woman nodded, unable to speak for a moment. She looked at me then,
and said, "Thank you, young man. What is your name?"

"Mommie," Patty interrupted, "that's John, Karen's boyfriend."

The woman looked at me and smiled as she asked, "Is this true?"

I kept a calm face as I said, "Well, my name is John Blake, that is
true. But as for my being Karen's boyfriend, since I only met her the
day before yesterday, that's up to her. I hope so. I'm just glad I was
there in the park just now. I hate bullies," I said.

She hugged me and gave me a kiss, then she picked up her daughter and
thanked the cop. He tipped his cap and left. I was about to turn and
leave myself when Mrs. White said, "John, wait, please. Have you had
breakfast?"

I was getting embarrassed now that my adrenalin rush was over. I
wasn't comfortable being there naked with people I didn't really know
around me and I just wanted to get home. "My mom was supposed to have
it ready when I got home. I really should be getting back. Now that
the trouble's over, I feel a little exposed. People will be out
and..."

"Come on inside then," she said, pulling me in the door. As I stood
there nervously, with Patty holding my hand I heard a voice call out,
"Mom? Who's at the door?"

"Come see, honey," Mrs. White called back to the person I knew to be
Karen White as her mother smiled at me. I nervously smiled back as I
squeezed Patty's hand.

A figure came into the hallway from a room down the corridor. As she
looked at us I could see her eyes gape. She hurried up the hall to us.

"John? What are you doing here? Not that I'm not happy to see you."

"Karen, John rescued your sister from a rapist on the green. He's a
hero," Mrs. White told her. Karen's eyes were as wide as they could
get as she looked at us. After a moment she knelt before her sister
and inquired, "Patty, are you all right? What happened?"

"I'm okay. Just some bruising. Ted Cranston wanted to hurt me when he
found me walking this morning. John came by and frightened him off,"
she told her sister.

I blushed. I wasn't used to such acclaim. "Really, it was the cop car
that scared him off. I just blew my whistle and yelled at him, that's
all," I told them meekly.

Karen hugged me and gave me a kiss. I was feeling weak in my knees
when a man came in, straightening his tie. "What's going on?" he
asked, looking at me strangely.

"Daddy," Patty told him, "I was attacked in the green by Ted Cranston.
This boy scared him off."

"What?" he said, shocked. He picked Patty up in his arms and hugged
her. "Are you all right, baby?" He kissed her.

"Yes, daddy. John saved me."

He turned to me and gave me a closer look. "John?"

"Uh yess sir," I said. I was feeling pale at his scrutiny. 

"Dad, this John Blake, the one I told you about," Karen said, pointing
at me.

"And you were out this early like that, just a whistle?" he asked me.

"Um, yes sir. I wanted to get some exercise before the people started
coming out. I didn't get very far." I was turning from pink to white
and back again. 

"You're brave," he said, smiling. That was a relief. 

"Not really. This isn't comfortable for me but as a few people have
pointed out to me," I said, looking at Karen who smiled at me, "if I
am to fit in here, I have to learn the local customs, so I figured
I'd..." I shrugged.

He grinned and shook my hand. "Come on and have some breakfast with
us. Karen, show him to the kitchen." I had no choice but to go with
her. I certainly didn't try to resist as she pulled me along the
hallway.

As we walked away, Mrs. White said, "I'll call your mother so she
won't worry about you."

"Thank you," I told her as we walked away.

"Well John, I didn't expect to see you until tomorrow. This is a
surprise," she said, smiling at me as we entered the kitchen, the room
she had come from. "Thank you for helping my sister. I've told her she
shouldn't go out so early. Maybe now she'll listen."

She showed me to a seat. I sank weakly down into it. I didn't know
what to say. This had never happened to me before. "Um, Karen?"

She turned from the stove where she was cooking and looked at me.
"What, John?"

"I don't know how this happened. I'm not usually this brave. When I
started out this morning, my only intention was to get a little
exercise, not to be a hero. I am glad I was there to help, but really,
it was the cop car that scared the guy off," I told her softly. I
looked down at the table, feeling like a fake.

"You were there when it counted, John. I understand it was your
whistle that alerted the police. Without you Patty might be dead now,"
and her voice choked. I saw a tear fall from her eye. 

I jumped up and ran over to hug her. I didn't know what else to do. 

Her parents and sister came in and saw us. "What's wrong?" her dad
asked.

"She thought of what would have happened if I hadn't come along," I
told him as I hugged his daughter. I looked at Patty who stood next to
her dad. She gave me a weak smile and I smiled back. 

Just then Paul came in the room dressed like the rest of the family.
Only Patty was nude. He looked around and saw me. "What's going on?
Who's this?"

"Paul! Mind your manners," his mother scolded him.

"I'm John Drake," I told him.

"Karen's boyfriend? Oh boy!" and he grinned.

"Maybe. I hope so. I just saved Patty from being raped in the park."

"What?" he exclaimed. "Who..?"

Patty told him. "Ken Cranston," she informed her brother.

"What?! I'll kill him!" Paul screamed.

"You'll do nothing of the sort, young man!" said his father. "He's
bigger than you are and older. Besides, the police are looking for
him. They'll handle it. Now sit down." 

Paul sat down and Mr. White looked at me. "For the family, John, we
thank you, and if there is anything we can ever do for you, please
just ask. Now let's eat."

Everyone sat down and began to eat after the women, meaning Mrs. white
and Karen, laid out the food. I wasn't that hungry, though. This whole
thing could very well get out of hand. I hoped it wouldn't. 

After breakfast all I wanted was to be left alone. I thanked the
Whites and started to leave. It was getting late and I had two blocks
to walk in the nude. I was scared but determined not to show it. Karen
took my arm and said as I was about to leave, "I'll walk you home.
That way you won't feel so alone."

"Thanks, I appreciate it," I told her, giving her a weak smile as we
left. As we walked I thought, 'This is nice, a clothed girl and a
naked boy.'

It didn't take long till we were home thankfully. Mom opened the door.
"There you are, John," she cried and hugged me, "I was so worried
about you. When Mrs. White called, I thought you had gotten into
trouble."

"I did, but luckily it was something that could be handled. Karen's
sister was attacked in the park just as I got there. Between myself
and a police car, we scared him away. She's okay. But I'm a wreck.
Karen here," I said, putting my arm around her shoulder, "and her
family thinks I'm a hero. I'm not. I'm just a guy who happened to be
in the right place at the right time. Can I go inside please?"

She stood aside and we went in. Mom thanked Karen for walking me home.
She couldn't stay unfortunately as they were supposed to do something
that day so she left a little while later, leaving me alone with my
family.

"Well," I said as we came together in the living room, "that was
certainly an interesting time. I didn't get much exercise, though."

"You could wear clothes if you wanted to run," mom suggested.

I nodded. "I suppose so. After all, nudity isn't a prerequisite for
living here. I just wanted to see if I could do it." I yawned and
stretched, then I said, "I guess I still need more time. I think I'll
take a nap. See you later," and I left to go to my room.

I went upstairs to my room. I closed the door and laid down on my bed
to think. I hoped that the police found that guy. If he got a good
look at me, he might want revenge. 

I must have fallen asleep because when I awakened it was after noon. I
realized I was hungry since I had eaten much that morning so I got out
of bed and started downstairs. But first I needed to make a stop in
the bathroom. Being naked when you need to go is great. No pants to
fool around with. Saves time.

Mom and Susan were taking a shower together when I went in. The
curtain was drawn so I didn't peek at first. I did my thing and washed
my hands. Then curiosity got the better of me. I pulled the edge of
the curtain aside and peeked inside. "Hi," I said, grinning like a
fool as I saw them. "Whatcha doin'?" I asked them. 

The two of them jumped apart as if I'd stung them. Mom and Sue had
each had one of their hands between the other's legs, fingering their
pussies, while they had their mouths on one of the other's breasts,
sucking on the nipple. The looks on their faces was priceless. I
laughed. "Don't let me stop you," I told them.

"Geesh, John, you scared us to death," mom said, but she grinned and
returned her fingers to Sue's slit. Sue was red in the face, from
mom's sucking and fingering I guess, and she needed to cum.

"Can I help?" I asked.

Sue took her mouth off mom's breast and looked at me. "Yes, Please
fuck me, Johnny. Mom's fingers are nice, but I need a cock," she said
breathlessly. I decided that I wasn't that hungry after all and I
climbed in behind Sue to let the shower rain down on me as well as
them.

"Okay, mom?" I asked her.

"Absolutely," she said, grinning as I stroked my sister's naked back,
making her purr like a kitten. "I always love to watch you two fuck.
When are you going to try and fuck Karen?" she asked before she
removed her fingers from Sue's pussy and put them in her mouth.

"I just met her," I gasped as my newly-hardened cock slipped into my
12-year-old sister's wet pussy. I could tell that it wasn't wet just
from the shower either.

"Oh yes, Johnny," Sue cried as she was just about to put her mouth
back on mom's breast. "That feels so good, Johnny," she cried before
she went back to sucking mom's nipple and fingering her pussy. It
didn't take long before I came inside her, but she managed to reach
the pinnacle first. 

I offered to fuck mom but she refused, saying she was feeling good
enough, having had some quality mother-daughter time after all this
time. I shut off the shower and we got out. I helped them dry off and
they helped dry me off, making sure all the naughty places were clean
and dry.

"You scared us, young man," mom said, trying to sound stern and angry.
"We thought you were sleeping."

I shrugged and grinned. "I was, but I woke up. I got hungry and I had
to pee so I came in here, of course. That is, to pee, not to eat.
Let's go find something. I'm starved."

Sue giggled. "He's always hungry, mom. Let him starve for scaring us,"
she said, glancing at me and smiling. 

I grinned. "I can fix my own food, scamp," I told her and left the
room. I heard Sue say, "Mom, let's hurry. He'll eat everything." I
grinned as I walked away.

We went downstairs into the kitchen and each of us set about fixing
what we wanted. I had a ham sandwich and glass of root beer. Sue had a
peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a Coke while mom fixed some tea
and a liverwurst sandwich, to which both Sue and I said, "Uggghh! How
can you eat that stuff?"

Mom smiled as she took a bite. "It's an acquired taste, I'm afraid. If
you tried it, you might like it."

I grabbed my sandwich and drink and went into the living room. I
planned on spending the rest of the day just passing time. I planned
on it. It didn't work out that way.

It was a little later when Sue started in. We were watching a ball
game on TV - the Boston Red Sox and the New York Yankees, that great
old rivalry we all love. Mom was knitting in her chair in the corner
and Sue was sitting in the chair at the opposite end of the couch. We
each had our own little space. That was nice I thought to myself.

About mid-way through the game Sue decided that we had been quiet
enough so she picked up a pillow and threw it at me, just as I was
finishing my soda. Of course she made me spill most of it, making mom
angry, but only a little.

"All right, Susan, that's enough," mom said, sternly. "If you want to
play, take your brother to your room. Otherwise, this place will be a
mess. Leave me in peace," she said, slightly smiling as she returned
to her knitting.

"Okay, mister," she said, coming over and pulling me up from the
couch, "you heard her. I want to play. Let's go to my room this time."

Now I've very rarely been in Susan's room so I was curious to see what
it was like. I was soon to find out that it wasn't all that different
from mine, except for the clothes and make-up.

Sue's room was across and a little bit further up the hall from mine
and closer to mom's bedroom which was at the end of the corridor. As a
result, her room has a corner with a window on each wall while mine
only has two windows set four feet apart with my bed set between them.
Her bed was situated under the side window so the sun would stream in
on her each morning. Her dresser was located directly opposite her bed
against the inside wall with the door opening next to it. She had her
TV sitting on top of it like I had mine in my room. Sitting next to
the rear window was her dressing table and mirror. She had a closet in
the opposite wall.

I walked in behind her. I had little choice in the matter since she
was dragging me. Finally I said, "OK, ok, that's enough, little girl,"
and I pulled away to stand by her dresser. She went over and laid down
on her bed, spreading her legs wide to give me a clear view of her
womanly delights. Needless to say I rose to the occasion.

"Oh wow," I said as I started to stroke myself, while she did the same
to her pussy. "I never get tired of seeing that, Sue." I smiled at
her.

I went over and sat down next to her. We looked each other in the eye
as I rubbed her thigh. Then I had an idea. 

"Sue, just stay where you are. I need to get a closer look at what you
have here," I told her as I put my hand over her delightful pussy. I
moved so that I was on my stomach between her legs, my chin laid just
below her pussy so I could look up at her. She didn't seem to know
what I was going to do.

"This is something mom taught me. Afterwards, if you want, you can do
this to me. But only if you want to," I told her and dipped my head
down and put my tongue inside her clean pussy. Her first reaction was
surprise. She hissed and arched her back, thrusting herself onto my
tongue. I giggled and I swabbed her with my tongue and started to rub
her with my fingers.

Sue began to moan as I sucked on her sensitive tissues. She screamed
when I took her clit and sucked it in my mouth. It was great. She was
moving all over her bed as I brought her to one orgasm after another.
She just couldn't keep quiet, not that anyone would mind I thought.

I finally let up and raised my head to give her a chance to catch her
breath. I moved back and looked at her. "Like it?" I asked her.

She looked down at me and grinned. "YES!" she cried and dropped her
head back down on her pillow, her blonde hair spreading all about and
her chest heaving. I smiled as she recovered.

I crawled up beside her and lay there, running my fingers over her
breasts, squeezing her nipples until her eyes opened and she looked at
me.

"That was wonderful, John. How did..?"

"Mom let me learn on her. She loves it when a man sucks her pussy. She
sucked my cock at the same time," I told her.

Her eyes opened wider and she looked down at my hard nearly six inch
cock. She licked her lips but she seemed skeptical about actually
putting that in her mouth. She looked at me.

"You don't have to do it if you don't want to," I told her, taking her
chin in my hand and lifting her head up slightly. "When you do want to
try it," I told her, "just come and ask me. Okay?"

"Okay," she said. She seemed to think a few moments as she ran her
finger over my cock, then she said, "Ca-can I try it now?"

I looked at her closely. I didn't want her to think I was trying to
push her into doing something she really didn't want to do. "Are you
sure?"

She slowly nodded her head and took my cock in her grasp. She slowly
massaged my cock, making me become hot and breathless just like I had
made her.

After a few moments of stroking me, she moved down between my legs and
took a few more moments to examine me. She hadn't had that much of a
chance to look closely at the male genitals. I let her as she moved my
cock around and stroked my balls. Finally though she pushed her head
forward and stuck out her tongue to take a taste of my cock. One lick,
another, then she lowered her head, opened her mouth and took my cock
head into her mouth, washing her tongue over it and making me groan.

This was my sister, a girl, sucking my cock. Being a fourteen-year-old
boy with limited sexual experience, it wasn't long before I was
reaching the limit of my endurance. I groaned as my cum swirled around
in my balls while her fingers gently caressed them. After only a few
minutes of her sucking on the head of my cock and her hands fondling
me, I cried out, "I'm cumming!" and raised my hips off the bed,
unintentionally trying to get my cock further into her mouth.
Somewhere inside me, I expected her to take her lips off of me, but
she didn't and when I came, I shot my load into her mouth.

Sue was surprised I guess because she jerked her head back momentarily
as my cum shot out. She only missed one shot however before she moved
back and recaptured my cock head in her mouth, swallowing my cum after
tasting it. 

I settled back on the bed and breathed out, sighing as she looked up
at me and licked her lips. "Not bad," she said, grinning at me as I
could see splotches of my cum still on her chin and lips. 

"You didn't have to do that, sis," I told her.

"I wanted to. I wanted to see what it tasted like. It's not that bad,
a little salty," she told me as she crawled up next to me. "Did mom do
that?" she asked as she rubbed my chest.

"Yes," I told her, "the same time I licked her pussy. I was surprised
then too when she swallowed my cum." I leaned over and kissed her on
the mouth. I could taste some of my own cum as I kissed her. She's
right, it's not half-bad.

After a few minutes, I was recovered enough so I rolled on top of my
sister's body and inserted my cock into her tight pussy. She smiled up
at me and drew her knees up to her chest, giving me full access to her
body. I took full advantage of her kindness, believe me.

We lay there a few moments, me on top of her, her legs wrapped around
my chest as my hands caressed her face and hair, all the while my cock
was being squeezed by her tight pussy. It was Heaven. We didn't even
try to move much, we just wanted to lay there enjoying each other's
bodies. We probably would have laid there the rest of the afternoon
except for the slap I received on my ass when mom came in and saw us.

I jumped off my sister's surprised body, rubbing my rear end and
saying, "OW!" as I looked at her. She laughed. "Sorry to interrupt
this intimate moment but you have a phone call, John," said mom.

"Okay, mom, but next time please not so hard," I said as I got off the
bed, still rubbing my rear end. I went downstairs and picked up the
phone.

"Hello?"

"John Blake?"

"Yes?" I said. The voice didn't sound familiar. It was a man's voice.

"This is Paul Carson. You don't know me. I'm with the police dept.
Could you come in for a statement regarding the incident this
morning?"

"Um sure. When?" I asked him.

"Whenever it's convenient." he said.

I looked at the clock on the TV. It was after three thirty. "Um, how
late are you going to be there?"

"I'm here until six o'clock. Can you come in today?"

I looked around and saw mom and Sue watching me. I put my hand over
the mouthpiece and said, "Mom, this is the police. I need me to go
into the station and make a report about this morning. What do I tell
him?"

"Tell him we'll be there in less than an hour," mom told me.

Taking my hand off the mouthpiece, I said, I can be there in less than
an hour. Where should I go?"

"Go to the desk sergeant and ask for me. Thank you for coming so
quickly," he told me.

"Um you're welcome." I hung up and we all went and took a quick shower
and dressed. We were out of the house in less than half an hour and at
the police station fifteen minutes later. It took a little while to
find a place to park.

We walked in and I went to the large desk a few feet away from the
door. Mom and Sue stood back, letting me take care of it. It made me
feel important.

"Um I'm John Blake. I'm supposed to see Paul Carson about an incident
in the park this morning." The desk sergeant looked at me then turned
around and said to someone standing in the background, "Lt. Carson,
your witness is here."

The man came out and walked up to us. He smiled and shook our hands as
he introduced himself. Mom introduced herself and Susan and we went
into a conference room where I identified the boy's picture from a
large book of photographs. We were in there for about fifteen minutes.
Not long because there wasn't much to talk about. I described what
happened and my part in it. When we came out Mr. Carson said to mom,
"You should be proud of your son. He reacted fast and saved that
little girl."

Mom smiled and put her arm around my shoulders and said, "Oh I am,
very proud of him," and she kissed me. I squirmed out of her embraces
saying, "Oh mommm," and blushed. That's all I needed in front the
police. Gee!

Of course they all laughed at me. I was so embarrassed. I think I was
more embarrassed of that than I was when I went outside naked the
first time.

Believe me, I couldn't get out of there quickly enough. I sat in the
back seat of the car as we rode home, sulking at what mom had done. I
was so angry. Mom tried to apologize but I wasn't listening. All I
could say was, "How could you!" and I shut up.

We got back home and I went upstairs to my room and shut myself in. I
didn't even bother to undress, I was so mad at her for doing that. I
figured I'd never be able to show my face in town again. I finally
fell asleep about five thirty or so, still dressed. I didn't even
think about supper.

About seven o'clock I was awakened by a knock on my door. I sat up and
rubbed my eyes. I was surprised to find myself dressed. I had gotten
so used to being naked it seemed strange then to be wearing clothes. A
second knock caused me to stand up and go over to the door. Opening it
I saw my mom standing there in her birthday suit carrying a tray with
a plate and a glass of milk.

She walked in and said, "When you didn't come down for supper, I
figured you were really angry at me." She started across the room.
"I'm sorry if I embarrassed you, honey," she said as she set the tray
down on my study table. "I didn't want you to miss your supper. Will
you forgive me?" she asked, looking at me.

I looked at her a moment. I figured, maybe I did over-react a bit.
After all that's what mother's do, embarrass their sons. It's in their
job description.

"Okay, mom. I'm sorry. I guess I over-reacted. But did you have to do
it in front of the cops?" She smiled at me, glad that I wasn't mad at
her anymore, as I undressed. I couldn't eat in those clothes, could I?
They might get messed up. 

When I was naked I sat down and started to eat. I was hungry. I hadn't
eaten since noon time. Mom sat on my bed and we talked. I told her
more about this morning and how I was afraid of that guy finding me. I
hoped the police found him fast. She did also. 

After I was finished I carried the tray downstairs for her then we
went into the living room where Sue was watching Star Trek: The Next
Generation on TV and playing with her pussy on the couch. When she saw
me she smiled. "Well, look who's here. All over your pout, Johnny?"

"Sue, that's enough," said mom. "He had every right to be angry. I
should have known better than to embarrass him like that. Now let it
drop."

"Yes, mom," said Sue, looking sour. 

We watched TV for a couple of hours without anyone speaking much. I
went into the kitchen and got everyone a glass of iced tea since it
was still hot. That broke the ice, so to speak, a little, and we were
all friends again. A little while later we turned off the TV and we
all went to bed, sleeping separately in our own beds. The end of our
fourth day.

Next : the birthday party! 

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