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MIDNIGHT THUNDER
We lived in South Coastal Texas for a long time.
During the summer, a thunderstorm came up just
about every afternoon, and cleared the air, cooled
things off a bit, and everything was fine.
Only, there was one problem. I don't know why, but
thunder scared the hell out of me. It had always
made my insides churn. For the most part, I just
put up with it.
One night, one of those hot, humid nights where
you couldn't sleep no matter what, a terrible
storm came up. I knew that it was on the way,
because I could hear it in the distance, I could
hear the rumbling of the thunder.
The storm moved awfully fast, for all of a sudden,
rain was pelting my window, and there were flashes
of lightening that made it look like someone was
taking pictures of my bedroom with a five thousand
watt flash bulb. This was a nasty, nasty storm, I
thought. I threw the one sheet that was on my bed
over my head. It was too hot for the sheet. I was
scared shitless. There was one particularly bright
flash, followed immediately by a ground-shaking
clap of thunder that shook the house. It sounded
like a fucking attack by jet bombers.
I did the first thing that came into my mind --- I
ran. I opened my door and headed down the hall.
Mom and Dad slept downstairs, and Everett's room
was just down the hall. That's where I headed. I
ran and opened his door.
"Everett, can I stay with you for a minute?"
I didn't even wait for an answer. I just moved
over to his bed and sat down beside him.
"You can stay, I guess," he mumbled. "It's just a
storm."
His room was lighting up and dimming with every
flash of light. The rumbling house and rattling
windows sounded like we were being bombarded by
howitzers, and, he just lay there sleepily.
I lay down beside him. In the bright flashes, I
could see that he was only wearing underwear,
jockey shorts. I was wearing only panties and a T
shirt.
I cuddled up next to him, and I could fell the
hair on his legs brushing against my legs, and the
feeling kind of turned me on.
A sudden flash of light and immediate explosive
clap of thunder made my body jerk, and I threw my
arm over my brother, burying my chest against his
naked chest. His arm raised up, and her held me.
"Hey, Linda, it's ok, you know? Please don't be
frightened, just like, relax, you know?"
That was very nice of Everett, and I did relax. In
my hurry to wrap my arm around him, I had thrown
my arm over his belly, and I was touching the band
of his shorts on the other side of his body. And,
my arm, just below my elbow, was pressing against
something there, straining against the fabric of
his undies.
My brother had a hard on! And, it was damn near
touching me. He shifted position, trying to move
it away from me.
"What's that, Everett?" I asked.
"Um, it's ok, Linda, it happens."
I moved my hand away from the band of his shorts,
across his belly, and downward. I touched the head
of his dick through his shorts. Running my fingers
all the way down the hard dick, I could feel his
big balls there, too, buried in the cotton of his
jockey shorts.
"You shouldn't be doing that," he warned me in a
breathless voice. "It's not right, you know."
"It's really hard, Everett," I said, my voice
choking. "I like it." I could feel my pussy
tingle.
I reached under the band of his shorts, and I
could feel his pubic hair, and there, all of a
sudden, I could feel the very tip of the head of
his dick brush my hand. I'd never felt a dick
before, much less a hard one.
"Mmm, Linda, you shouldn't do that."
"Can I just feel of it, of the whole thing?"
He lay there quietly. The storm outside was still
raging, but not as fiercely. I could go back to my
own room now, I wasn't really all that much afraid
of just a little bit of lightening and thunder.
But, this was a new thing I had found, something
else, something totally different. I'd never
expected to some into Everett's room and feel of
his dick.
I wrapped my hand around it, around the fat dick,
the skin warm and smooth.
"Wow, it sure is big," I whispered.
I moved my hand down, slowly feeling of his big,
hairy balls. I was entranced. They were very big,
heavy, the orbs inside shaped like eggs.
I moved away a little and pulled my hand out of
his shorts. I took both hands and tugged at the
band of his jockey shorts.
He lifted his ass off the bed, and helped me pull
his shorts down, then completely off. In the dim
glow from outside, I could see his big, fat dick
laying on his belly, and during the intermittent
flashes of lightening, I could see it very
plainly. My pussy was wet and tingling, and I
wanted to play with myself while I touched my
brother's dick.
I didn't have to play with myself. Suddenly,
Everett reached over and lifted my t shirt,
exposing my small, round, firm titties. I helped
him --- I pulled it over my head and took it
completely off, then, I helped him take off my
panties.
I lay back down, and I reached over and gently
held his dick while he ran his fingers over my
nipples, then down my tummy to my pussy. I could
feel his fingers moving over my pussy lips. I
nearly came, it was so thrilling.
He reached over and took my hand, and quietly,
showed me how to stroke his cock, up and down, how
to make it feel good for him. I took his finger
and let him explore my pussy, showing him where my
clitoris was. He touched my clitoris, and I came,
my body trembling, wracked with spasmodic jerking.
He reached down and grabbed my other hand and put
it on his balls. I squeezed gently, feeling of the
tightening orbs inside. He sped up my stroking,
and suddenly, his body tensed, and he moaned
softly.
Cum suddenly flew out of the head of his jerking
cock as his balls tightened against his body. It
flew and hit me in the face, covering my hand with
the hot, sticky goo. He shot and shot, and I was
amazed at how much he shot out of his cock.
Then, we both just lay there, both of us sweating
in the hot, humid air, the storm nearly gone now.
We were sweating, sticky and gooey from more than
just the sweat.
That summer night was my very first sexual thrill,
the first thing I ever learned. After that,
Everett and I began to explore other ways, and
well, we tried just about anything we'd heard of.
And, did we ever!
--- Linda M., Brownsville, TX
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