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Wild Days
Chapter Two
I was lying on the couch watching TV when the phone rang. I didn't
want to get up so I let it ring six times before I went to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Are you alright?" Susan's voice sounded relieved. "Until I took
your pulse, I thought you'd died."
"I'm fine; but what happened to you? I woke up and you were gone."
"I got scared, and I panicked. Will you forgive me? I should have
stayed until you woke up."
"It's okay. And you're forgiven."
"Does your head hurt?"
"No... Why?"
"You bumped it pretty hard when you fell."
"I was in too much pleasure to notice. And by the way, I forgot to
tell you how sexy you look. I've never seen a more beautiful girl."
"I'm only fifteen."
"And I'm only sixteen," I countered. "But I've seen enough naked
women to know when I see a truly beautiful one like you."
"You must be some stud!" Susan teased. "Where do you see all these
naked women?"
My face reddened. "In magazines."
"Are you comparing me to pictures in nasty magazines?"
"Do you mind?"
"I'm flattered." Susan giggled. "But I've seen enough of those
pictures to know I'm not that sexy. My tits are only 34 inches."
"Lots of girls live with 32- and 33-inch breasts. I think your
breasts are perfectly proportioned, and that's more important than
size. Besides - your's are still growing."
"My mom wears a 37 inch bra."
"There you go; you have a promising future."
"What about my nipples?"
"They're the juiciest buds I've ever seen. I'd really love to suck
on them until you beg for mercy."
"I bet you'd like me to beg for more than mercy," Susan giggled.
"What do you think of my nipples?" she repeated.
"They're beautiful." I felt my cock stir. "Why don't you bring them
over here? My mouth is watering."
"Not tonight dear, I have a headache."
"Are you teasing me?"
"Yes... and no."
"What do you mean by that?"
"It means, `Yes' I'm teasing you, and `No', because I really am too
tired to start anything tonight."
"Tired?" I argued. "I'm talking about having some fun, not work.
All you'd have to do is enjoy."
"What do you think I did after I watched you come all over your
sister's bedroom? Do you think I ran home to clean the house?" Susan
laughed. "I'm not the innocent little girl you seem to think. Maybe I
cleaned my plumbing!"
"Okay, okay," I laughed. "But I want you to know that I feel
cheated."
"Why?"
"You got to watch me but I didn't get to watch you."
"Have you ever seen a girl do it?"
"Masturbate?"
"Yeah." Susan giggled again. "Have you ever watched a girl mastur-
bate?"
"No." My cock was beginning to feel uncomfortable. I reached down
to adjust it, my mind was filled with wild illusions of Susan finger-
fucking herself. I'd already glimpsed a sample and had enjoyed it
immensely. "Would you do it for me?"
"I don't know." Her voice was soft. "I'd have to think about it."
"Why?" I pressed. "I did it for you."
"That was different," she objected, "I'm a girl. Do you think you
could stand to just watch."
"I can jerk-off while I you're doing it." I suggested. "We could
watch each other."
"You don't give up do you?" Susan sighed.
"I've never wanted anything more." I took a breath and changed the
subject. "What did you think when you saw me doing it?"
"I was scared at first, when you started walking toward me. You
looked horny enough to rape me or something. But then I realized you
were harmless and I'm glad I stayed. You put on quite a show. I know
someone who'd buy tickets to watch you come like that."
"Tell her she can watch for free. Does she put out?"
"Jesus! You guys are all alike." Susan began to giggle and laugh.
"You'll fuck anything with two legs. But what if I told you that you
lived with this girl? Would you still be interested in knowing if she
puts out?"
"What?" I stammered.
"Does the thought shock you?"
"What do you think?" I was at a loss for words. "The only girl that
lives here is Mary, my sister."
"She's still a girl," Susan giggled, "And the last time I saw her
naked she looked like a pretty sexy girl, too. Would you let her watch
if she wanted?"
"That's crazy!"
"Not as crazy as you think. I bet she'd even give you a good look
at her pussy while you jerked-off." Her voice sounded wicked.
"You can't be serious. What makes you think my sister would want to
watch me jerk-off?" My heart began to race. Ever since I caught a
glimpse of my sister getting out of the shower a few months ago, I've
been trying to see more. She was definitely very, very sexy.
Susan changed the subject. "She knows you spy on her."
"What?" I gasped
"She told me," Susan giggled wickedly. "We tell each other every-
thing."
I twinged with nervousness. "I can't believe it. Mary knows I spy
on her? Why would she tell you?"
"I'm not suggesting." Susan paused. "It's a fact."
"Prove it." My face was turning red.
"Two weeks ago--I think it was a Monday night. Mary was changing
into her nightie when she heard a noise outside the window. She knew
it was you, so she stripped down to her panties and put on a tit show.
She has nice tits, but I bet you wanted to see what was under her
panties, didn't you?"
"It could have been anyone." My pulse quickened.
"Maybe you didn't notice, but her window was open an inch. You made
quite a noise climbing in and out of your bedroom window. She heard
you come and she heard you go." Susan chuckled. "She even heard your
zipper go down. Can you imagine that? Jerking off outside your
sister's window!"
"Jesus Christ." I was embarrassed. "I can't believe this! What else
do you know?"
"A couple of days ago Mary was watching TV when you got home from
school. She had on a thin white blouse and no bra. Her breasts must
have presented a lovely sight because you couldn't keep your eyes off
them. She left the top three buttons open for a reason."
I was confused. "Okay, okay... That's enough." Mary not only knew
about my unbrotherly desires, but was actively inciting them. Even
worse, she was telling Susan all about it.
"Do you remember the mini she was wearing?"
"Yes." I swallowed hard. I thought about hanging up the phone and
whipping out my dick.
"She borrowed it from me," Susan giggled. "It's kind of short,
isn't it? I got so many whistles and stares that I won't wear it in
public anymore. Did she have panties on?"
"No." I reached down to free my erection.
"Isn't that wild?" Susan laughed. "Your sister showed you every-
thing she's got. Right there in broad daylight while you were watching
TV. Did it make you hard or what?"
"Maybe, but why would I tell you?" I was getting more excited by
the second.
"Mary and I share all our secrets, even the nasty, unsisterly ones.
She told me you got so hard that you were practically sticking out of
your shorts. Why didn't you just whip it out right then? Mary would
have loved it!"
"This is getting too crazy, Susan." I leaned against the wall and
my hand went to my manhood. I began to stroke myself. "Why... why are
you telling me this?"
"Well, for one thing, I left that door open on purpose, because I
get jealous every time Mary talks about you. I wanted to see what it
was like to be her. But when you saw me and started walking toward me,
I suddenly realized you wanted to do more than look. I also realized
that I wanted it, too."
"If that was true, you'd have let me" I objected.
"Please try to understand." Her voice became a whisper. "I wasn't
afraid of you. I was afraid of hurting Mary. She's my best friend and
I've known her a lot longer than I've known you. While I was pretend-
ing to be her, I knew she'd have wanted to be me at the moment you
were making your move. She would have been very jealous."
"This is too much!" My heart pounded. The vista Susan offered was
beyond my wildest dreams. I was consumed by incestuous thoughts. "Are
you saying what I think you're saying?"
"Let me tell you a secret: the walls in your house are pretty thin.
Mary can hear your balls slapping around every time you jerk-off. I've
heard it myself a couple times when I spent the night with her. She
knows when you jerk off, and she knows you do it every time you spy on
her."
"This is embarrassing!" I was beet red now.
"I think it's cute. Why don't you go look under her bed? She does
more than just lie there while she listens to you." Susan's voice
trailed off and the startling click was followed by a dead line.
I returned the handset to its cradle when the receiver finally
emitted a warbling off-hook signal. I was dumbfounded. I must have sat
there for twenty minutes before I went to Mary's bedroom.
Susan's shorts still lay on the dresser where I'd left them earli-
er. I picked them up and pressed them to my face. The fragrance of her
pussy was still strong. My cock ached and throbbed for release but I
put the shorts down and walked to my sister's bed. Half of me wanted
to stop, but the other half had to know. I dropped to my knees and
looked.
I found two magazines. One was a Penthouse I recognized as having
mysteriously disappeared a few weeks ago. It's amazing how things can
just walk off from under a bed, and because of self-incrimination, no
questions are ever asked. The other magazine was the size of a paper-
back and I'd have missed it completely had it not been on top of the
Penthouse. When I saw it's cover I gasped.
REAL LETTERS FROM FAMILY LOVERS!
My heart raced. I opened the cover and it was full of letters about
incest. There were stories of brothers and sisters, fathers and
daughters, mothers and sons, aunts and uncles, cousins and just about
every possible combination a family can have.
I began to read. The stories were more than hot; they were also
believable and obviously written by different people. Needless to say
I went straight to the section on brothers and sisters. Within minutes
I was so aroused that I had to free my cock. I stroked myself as I
imagined Mary would do while I read of a girl who fucked her brother
in the basement of their house. Within minutes I was ready to come.
After cleaning up the last mess I didn't want a repeat performance.
I looked under my sister's bed for something to come on and saw a pair
of panties that would be perfect. But when I reached to retrieve them
I got more than I bargained for; a dildo fell out. I gasped at the
thought. Was this what Susan had meant? Did my kid sister fuck herself
with a dildo while she listened to me jerk off?
Mary's panties wrapped around my cock just before it exploded and
filled the intimate garment with wave after wave of come. I lifted the
dildo to my face and though the smell of her pussy was faint on the
plastic, it was nonetheless detectable. The aroma sparked an orgasm as
I lifted the dildo to my lips and tasted it. The flavor of my sister's
forbidden pussy was weak, but it filled me with an ardor I had not
previously known. I must have presented quite a sight as I worshipped
that dildo, but I didn't care. I kissed and licked every inch of the
plastic phallus until I was satisfied that every remnant of my sister
had been consumed. After my orgasm subsided I crawled into Mary's bed
with her panties still wrapped around my cock.
My fitful slumber was filled with wild dreams.
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