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Cindy (ped)
Cindy felt herself getting wet. She slipped her finger deep in
side the soft folds of her pussy and moved it around, massaging her
still-intact hymen.
"That's nice," Billy said, grinning down at his naked sister.
"How long have you been playing with yourself like that?"
"Ever since I was nine," the teen-aged girl answered defiantly.
"Ever since I saw you playing with yourself in the bathroom that after-
noon, when you thought you were alone and no one could see you!"
"Yeah, and I'm glad you did see me," he answered. "I'm only sorry
you took so long to come and tell me about it."
"Well, I did. Now get down here and help me!" Cindy rubbed her
pussy-lips furiously. "You know I like it better when you do it!"
"Sure, Sis," Billy said, still grinning. "But you'll have to do
me when I'm done doing you, you know."
"I know! I always do you last. It's not fair!"
"Life isn't fair, little sister," Billy said, stretching out be-
side the young girl. "You take what you can get."
"I want to come, now!" Cindy said without a trace of shame or dis-
comfort.
Billy slipped his hand onto Cindy's breast. The young flesh was
firm and resilient to his touch. Her little pink nipple grew hard and
stood up stiffly at the touch of his finger. The surrounding pink au-
reole puckered and shrank, making the nipple stand out even further.
Cindy shivered at her brother's touch. She had touched herself in
the same places and in the same way many times in the past, but it nev-
er felt as good as when her big brother Billy did it instead.
Billy leaned over and placed his lips on Cindy's breast. He slow-
ly kissed and teased the soft flesh, leaving a trail of saliva around
the glowing mound. Expertly, he gradually approached the nipple, feel-
ing his sister's excitement growing more and more intense the closer he
got to the sensitive spot.
"Ooooh, yes, Billy," Cindy moaned. "You know how to do me. Do me
now!"
Billy's lips fastened on the sensitive spot and he began sucking
mightily.
"Oh!" Cindy gasped.
Billy played his tongue over the young girl's nipple. It tasted
sweet in his mouth. That fact that it was his own sister, young,
pretty, and a virgin, made him even hotter. His cock was as hard as
iron. He wanted to come soon, but he knew he would have to wait until
he had satisfied Cindy's growing lust. That way he would be able to
come and then just relax and let the warm waves of pleasure carry him
away without having to trouble himself about anybody's orgasm but his
own.
Cindy wrapped her arms around her big brother's head, pressing him
harder against her breast. She loved the feel of his lips on her tit-
ties. She loved the way he sucked on her nipples. In fact, she loved
everything about him. She loved the way he brought her to orgasm and
made her come over and over again.
"Do it harder, Billy," she whispered, encouraging him."You know
how I like it."
Billy sucked hard on her little pink nipple. He drew it deep into
his mouth and played his tongue over the hard little tip.
"Oh, yes, Billy," the girl moaned, "use your teeth!"
Billy sucked even harder on his sister's nipples. He chewed gen-
tly around the puckered aureole, feeling it get harder as he did so.
He ran his hand over the girl's breast, enjoying the firm resil-
ience of her flesh. He squeezed and pinched it playfully. She twisted
and writhed under him, obviously enjoying their incestuous liaison.
Billy let his hand leave his sister's breast and travel down her chest,
over her ribcage, across her flat, muscular stomach, and finally down
to her hot little crotch.
"Mmmmm, yes, Billy," Cindy moaned, spreading her thighs apart to
allow him access to her hot, virgin cunt.
He was amazed, as he always was with her, at how hot and wet her
cunt was when he touched it. He let his fingers play with her pubic
hair. It was soft and silky, like a kitten's fur, he thought. How ap-
propriate that his sister should have kitten's fur on her little pussy.
He let his middle finger find Cindy's slit. The lips were soft
and swollen with excitement. He pressed against her virgin cunt-lips
and felt them immediately surrender and allow him entrance.
Cindy's cunt was hot and ready for his ministrations. Cindy was
more than ready herself; she was eager. Billy's finger awakened de-
sires in the young girl that only months before she didn't even know
existed. Now, she thought she might never get free of them, or if,
indeed, she would ever want to be free of them.
Billy let his finger slip between Cindy's cunt-lips. Her pussy
opened and let him in easily. He pressed forward, forcing his finger
deeper into his sister's virgin cunt. She gasped and moaned softly as
he pressed further in. Her cunt was tight, so tight that he could
barely squeeze more than the first knuckle past her hymen. Feeling her
slick, thick, cunt-juice flowing around his finger, feeling her cunt-
walls gripping him, watching her sweet young face beneath him contort
ing with such pleasure that it looked like pain, all this was nearly
too much for the teen-aged boy. It was all he could do to restrain
himself and not fuck his little sister right there on her own bed.
Instead, he pulled back from her a little bit and said, "Cindy,
honey, I'm going to give you a special treat."
Cindy opened her eyes wide. Billy had a strange look on his face,
one she had never seen before. She didn't know what to expect, but she
did know what she was afraid of.
"No, Billy," she said, her voice shaking with nervousness. "Don't
do it. If you put it in me that would be incest and that's wrong."
"Don't worry, Sis, I'm not going to fuck you, not yet, anyway."
He laughed at his little sister; she looked so relieved and so sexy, he
was tempted to go back on his word immediately, but he didn't.
"Besides," he continued, "how would fucking be any different from
what we've been doing? It's all just sex, anyway."
"No, Billy," Cindy was adamant. "What we're doing is just fooling
around. We've never done anything, you know, serious, yet."
Yet. The word echoed in Billy's brain. Then, he made up his
mind. He would fuck Cindy. Not today maybe, and maybe not tomorrow,
but some day he would take his little sister's cherry and she would
thank him for it.
"Don't worry, Cindy," he said soothingly, trying to reassure the
nervous young girl. "That's not what I meant. Here's what I meant."
Without any further warning, Billy slid down the bed until his
face was level with his sister's crotch. He climbed between her legs,
forcing them further apart, and put his mouth just inches from her
cunt.
"Billy," she gasped, "what are you doing?"
"Nothing, yet," he grinned up at her inquiring face, "but you'll
like it when I do you, I guarantee it!"
Using both his thumbs, Billy spread his sister's pussy-lips apart,
revealing the wet, pink folds within. He bent down and breathed gent-
ly, blowing his warm moist breath over Cindy's sensitive flesh.
"Oh Billy!" Cindy gasped. "What are you doing? That feels won-
derful!"
"You ain't felt nothin' yet," Billy chuckled and immediately went
to work on the willing young girl. He placed the tip of his tongue at
the bottom of her tight little slit and gently licked. He ran the tip
of his tongue from the bottom to the top of her slit in one long, con
tinuous motion.
"Billy! What are you...Oh Billy, that's wonderful!" Cindy gasped
and moaned with pleasure. She had been nervous about her big brother's
intentions at first, but now, she no longer cared what he did, just as
long as it continued to feel as good as it did now.
Smiling inwardly, Billy continued his erotic stimulations. Cindy
was obviously a willing student. Her reservations about fucking, al-
though inconvenient, were easily understandable. Billy knew that in-
cest was wrong, sinful, and taboo. He knew that practically every so-
ciety had outlawed incest. He also knew that he didn't care.
Billy licked up and down his sister's cunt, savoring the sweet
taste of her virgin pussy-juice. First, he explored the tight little
slit itself, licking just where her soft, pink cunt-lips joined. He
licked softly at first, barely touching Cindy's quivering flesh, teas-
ing her to greater heights of erotic pleasure before moving on to more
sophisticated delights.
Cindy immediately abandoned herself to the exciting new sensations
Billy was providing her. She purred softly, deep in her throat, and
spread her thighs apart so that Billy would have no difficulty in
reaching the most sensitive parts of her virgin cunt.
"Ooohhh, Billy, I had no idea sex could feel this good."
Billy didn't answer. Instead, he took both his thumbs and gently
spread his sister's cunt --- lips apart, revealing the wet inner folds
to his incestuous gaze. Cindy's cunt was slippery with her thick vir-
gin cunt-juice. The outer lips were soft and puffy, swollen with her
newly-awakened eroticism. The inner lips, which Billy was now seeing
for the first time, were a deep, dark pink color, gorged with blood.
"Billy!" Cindy's voice held a note of urgency. "What are you do-
ing down there? Lick it some more like you were doing before!"
"Okay, little sister," he answered, leering up at his sister's
lust-distorted face. "But you'll have to do the same for me when I'm
through with you."
"Yes, Billy, you know I will! Only hurry up, I want to come!"
Billy dove back to his task. He licked up and down the insides of
her outer cunt-lips. He extended his tongue to the utmost and started
licking the soft inner folds of the young girl's slippery wet pussy.
Cindy moaned and groaned above him. She had never felt or even
imagined anything as hot and good as her brother's tongue licking at
her pussy. She tried to hold still so as not to move away from the
source of her new-found pleasure, but her hips began to undulate and
gyrate with a life all their own. Cindy could not help grinding and
bucking her hips in a tight little circle, rhythmically pressing her
cunt hard against her brother's licking mouth.
"Billy, that's so good, so good. Do it harder, Billy, do it deep-
er. Do me good, Billy, you know I like it!"
Billy plunged his tongue deep into his sister's cunt. Cindy
gasped with pleasure and grabbed his head with both hands, holding him
still while she ground her cunt against his mouth in a wanton display
of lust.
"Billy, yes!" she cried out. "Yes, that's it! I'm coming! Billy
this is....you're wonderful!"
Billy lapped avidly at Cindy's pussy. Her virgin cunt smelled so
sweet, her pussy-juice was so thick and tasty, he was nearly intoxicat-
ed with pleasure. He plunged his tongue deep into her vagina, licking
out the virgin cunt-juice he found there. He forced his tongue deep
into Cindy's cunt. He ground his mouth against her swollen pussy lips.
He sucked and swallowed her cunt-juice with incestuous delight.
"Billy! Yes! I'm coming!" Cindy called out. "I'm comiinngg
nowww!
The young girl's hips bucked and spasmed under him. He had to
wrap his arms under her thighs to hold on. Her cunt-juice flowed in
copious spurts over his tongue and down his chin. He lapped up all he
could, savoring the sweet flavor his sister's virgin come.
Cindy moaned softly and continuously, tossing her head from side
to side on the pillow. The force of this orgasm was greater than any
thing else she had ever experienced before in her life. It left her
panting, weak, and wanting more.
Billy slowly stopped his licking of Cindy's cunt. He watched with
fascination and delight as his sister's cunt slowly stopped its spas-
modic contractions. Billy didn't have a lot of experience with girls.
In fact, none of the girls he had ever dated had ever let him do more
than feel them up over their clothes. He had never even seen a girl's
breasts before Cindy's. And now, he was doing more than just seeing her
breasts, more than just touching her cunt. He was breaking her in. He
was turning his little sister into one of the hottest numbers in
school.
He relished the knowledge that he was introducing his sweet sister
to the mysteries of sex one by one. He knew he wouldn't stop until he
had finished her initiation completely.
Two:
Billy's cock was raging with unfulfilled lust. He got up and
stood next to the bed, gazing down at the lewd display his little sis-
ter presented to him.
Cindy opened her eyes, her long lashes fluttering as she regained
her composure.
"Billy," she breathed. "That was the best you ever did me." Her
pale blue eyes grew wide with surprise at the memory of the unexpected
pleasure her big brother's tongue had given her.
"Yeah," Billy leered down at her. "Now it's your turn to do me
the same way."
Cindy looked up at him. She wasn't used to Billy being so domi-
nant, so demanding. They had endured the usual rivalries that siblings
are wont to have. Billy had always bested Cindy in sports and Cindy
usually got better grades in school. When both the children had en-
tered their teen-aged years their earlier animosity and competitiveness
mellowed into a friendly acceptance of each other. Now, more recently,
that acceptance was replaced by a growing, mutual, incestuous desire.
"I'll do you, Billy," Cindy said softly. "Don't worry. You know
I like it when you come. I just don't want to do the 'f-thing' with
you; that would be bad."
"The 'f-thing'," Billy mocked her. "Ha! You're such a scaredy-
cat you can't even say the word! What makes you think I'd even want to
fuck you anyway?"
"Billy! Be nice!" Cindy sat up on the bed and turned her face a-
way from her jeering older brother. "It's so nice when we can be to-
gether like this, why do you have to spoil it?"
He looked down at Cindy and immediately regretted being so
thoughtless. Cindy's pale shoulders shook slightly with repressed
sobs. He had really hurt her feelings. All he had wanted to do was to
shame her into being more sexually aggressive, or at least less ihhi-
bited.
"Cindy, baby, I'm sorry." He sat down next to her on the narrow
bed and put his arm around her shoulders. "I don't know what came over
me."
Cindy shook her head and twisted away from him. Her soft blonde
hair glistened in the afternoon sunlight as it fell forward, hiding her
face from her brother's concerned gaze.
Billy slipped off the bed and kneeled on the floor in front of
Cindy. He cupped her face in both his hands and forced her to turn and
look at him. Two shining rivulets of tears ran down Cindy's pink
cheeks and dripped onto her flat, smooth belly. Her firm little
breasts, the size of grapefruits, jiggled slightly with each shaking
breath the young girl took. Her nipples had gotten soft and disap-
peared in the surrounding pink aureoles. Her pussy, too, had returned
to its unexcited state, the soft, pink lips were no longer swollen and
the narrow slit was almost fully concealed beneath the wispy blonde pu
bic hairs. Seeing her like that, frightened and vulnerable made Billy
more determined than ever to have his way with her. But he knew he
would have to be careful and patient, so as not to frighten her away.
"Cindy, please listen to me," he entreated, "I'm sorry. Really, I
am. It's just that...I don't know, when you get me so excited like
this...I guess I go a little crazy."
Cindy allowed herself to look at him. She really did love her big
brother, more than anything or anyone else in the whole world, more
than their parents, even, who never seemed to have any time for their
two children anymore.
"Billy, I love you, too," she said, wiping the tears away from her
eyes. "But sometimes when you get mean like that...It scares me."
"I know, baby," he said soothingly, "I'm sorry, I promise not to
be like that again."
He petted her hair as she sniffed back her tears and gave him a
brave little smile. He let his hand run down to her shoulder and then
onto her breast. She gave an involuntary shudder at the contact.
Billy placed his other hand on her other breast and squeezed them
both, gently but firmly. Immediately, Cindy's nipples began to harden.
Her eyelids fluttered and she took in a long, shaking breath.
"Oh, Billy," she said, softly. "I love when you touch me."
He leaned forward and placed his lips gently on first one pink
nipple, then the next. Cindy shuddered slightly at the erotic contact.
She felt an electric thrill course through her as first one, then the
other nipple stiffened and got hard between his lips. She felt his
tongue play over the hard little tip and her pussy started getting wet
again.
"Cindy, please..." he stood up once more before her, his cock
still rigid and sticking out in front of him.
Cindy looked up at her big brother. The two teen-agers looked al-
most enough alike to be twins, except that he was two years older than
her fourteen and four inches taller than her five and a half feet. She
had grown soft, voluptuous curves where he had grown muscles. They
could have been a stylized Adam and Eve in a modern garden of Eden.
"What, Billy?" Cindy asked, hesitantly. His stiff cock hung just
inches from her face but she was still unsure as to what he wanted her
to do.
"C'mon, Cindy!" Billy nearly wailed in frustration. "You know...I
did you with my mouth, now you do me the same way."
"But, I don't know how, Billy."
"Just kiss it, like I did for you."
"Okay...I guess."
The young girl leaned forward. The musky scent of her brother's
cock reached her nostrils and sent a thrill of incestuous lust through
her. The purple head was just inches from her lips. She could see the
blue, blood-engorged veins twisting in their serpentine paths around
the thick, hard shaft. It looked so hard, so hot, so...obscene. She
felt a nearly uncontrollable desire to finger her cunt and frig herself
to another sweet orgasm just from looking at it.
She reached up with her right hand and grasped the shaft gently in
her fist. Slowly, uncertainly, she leaned over and planted a quick,
chaste kiss on the swollen tip. At the touch of her lips, the massive
cock twitched and throbbed in her grasp. She pulled away from it,
startled by its sudden, almost violent response to her kiss.
"No, Cindy," Billy said. "Really kiss it. Use your tongue, like
I did for you."
She looked up at him. Her big brother was so strong and handsome,
she would do almost anything for him, anything he asked of her. And
although she had some reservations about going all the way with him, he
made her feel so good when they were together that she was sure she
would do it if he were to ask her nicely.
She smiled up at him with a mischievous expression on her fact.
"You mean like this?" she asked.
She parted her lips slightly and let the bulbous head of his
throbbing cock enter her mouth. The taste of his sex-flesh excited her
more than she thought it could. Her eyes closed and her head swam.
She felt dizzy and disoriented. She held onto his cock as a drowning
person would clutch a life-buoy. As if of its own accord, her tongue
sought and found the cock-head in her mouth and teased it.
"Oh God, Cindy!" Billy cried. No one had ever licked his cock be-
fore and it felt better than he could have imagined. "Deeper, Cindy,
honey, suck me deeper."
Cindy didn't have to be told. Her first taste of her brother's
cock convinced her that she liked it and that she wanted more. Eagerly
she opened her lips wider and let all of his cock-head slide into her
mouth.
Billy gasped and lurched forward, instinctively trying to put even
more of his cock into his sister's sweet young mouth.
Cindy gagged slightly and retreated, pulling back from Billy's
thrusting cock. She kept a firm grip on it with her right hand, keep
ing Billy from shoving it completely down her throat, but at the same
time she was very careful not to let the head slip out of her mouth.
She held it there and started to swirl her tongue around the swol-
len head, enjoying the salty, musky flavor of this forbidden fruit.
She swirled her tongue first one way, then the other, feeling the
throbbing member grow even larger in her mouth as she did so.
Billy groaned with pleasure. Seeing his sweet young sister suck-
ing on his cock gave him almost as much pleasure as feeling her tongue
licking it. He struggled to keep his knees from buckling under him as
Cindy continued on her maiden voyage in cock-sucking.
"Yeah, Cindy, that's it, honey," Billy encouraged her in her ef-
forts. "Now lick it some more, baby, not just the head."
Cindy pulled her mouth from her brother's cock momentarily. She
stroked the shaft slowly with her right hand. "What do you mean, Bil-
ly?" she asked, innocently.
"You know what I mean, you little tease. You know you like it.
Now do me good, like I did you!"
Cindy smiled up at her brother knowingly. Her reservations and
inhibitions were slowly disintegrating in the face of her new-found
erotic lust.
"You mean like this?" she asked coquettishly. Lifting her broth-
er's cock with her right hand, she placed the tip of her tongue at the
base of the shaft, right where his ball sack joined the penis. She
licked from the base to the tip in one long, continuous motion.
"Oh, yeah, baby, like that," Billy moaned. "Do it more."
Obediently, when she got to the tip, Cindy ran her tongue down one
side of his throbbing prick and then back up the other. She held it
like a popsicle and licked it all over, covering it with her saliva,
leaving it slick and wet. Up and down, licking around the pubic hair
and flicking his balls with her tongue, Cindy teased her brother to the
edge of ecstacy without taking him all the way to release.
This was a new, exciting game for the teen-aged girl, one she knew
immediately she was going to enjoy very much. The feel and taste of a
male organ in her mouth sent tingles of pleasure all through her body,
but especially between her legs.
"Now suck me deep, Cindy," Billy said, hoarsely. "Suck me as deep
as you can and I'll come in your mouth."
Cindy needed no further encouragement or instruction. Hungrily,
she opened her mouth and let Billy's cock slide in. She thrilled at
the feel of his hot flesh passing between her lips. She teased the
swollen head with her tongue, savoring the now familiar musky taste of
his sex.
"That's good, baby," Billy groaned. "That's really good. You're
gonna be a really good little cock-sucker."
Cindy was hardly listening. The blood pounded in her ears and
made her head swim. Her cunt was wet and itching. Her excitement was
growing along with billy's.
"Deeper, baby, deeper," Billy groaned.
Cindy dropped her right hand to her cunt. With practiced famil-
iarity her forefinger found her clit and started rubbing it. The soft
heat of her orgasm quickly reasserted itself and began growing deep in
her loins. Her pussy was still wet with Billy's saliva and her own
come-juice. Her clit slipped around under her finger, almost too slimy
for her to frig. She fingered it as best she could, relishing its
erotic slipperiness.
"Rub my balls, baby," Billy said.
Obediently, Cindy cupped Billy's huge scrotum in her left hand.
His balls felt heavy and full in her small hand. She could imagine the
load of creamy come they contained. She wanted to taste it. She want-
ed to feel it filling her mouth.
"That's it, baby, that's it. I'm almost there," Billy moaned.
Frantically, Cindy bobbed her head up and down on her brother's
cock. She sucked it as hard as she could, forcing her head down on it,
taking as much of the rigid shaft into her mouth as she could.
Billy's breathing was becoming labored. He gasped and moaned as
Cindy sucked his prick. Amazingly, his prick seemed to grow even big
ger as she sucked on it. She couldn't get it all in her mouth. She
had to open her jaw wider; it stretched her lips apart. The big, bul-
bous head pressed against the back of her throat, threatening to choke
her if she weren't careful.
"Here it comes, Cindy, don't let go of it," Billy groaned, his
voice thick with lust.
Cindy was in an ecstacy of incestuous pleasure. She sucked hard
on her brother's prick, trying to draw his come from him into her
mouth. She gently squeezed his balls in her left hand, as if to force
the come out and into her mouth. With her right hand she frantically
fingered her hard little clit.
"Yeah, baby, yeah, baby, yeah, yeah," Billy gasped, nearly inco-
herent with orgasmic pleasure.
Billy's prick pulsed and throbbed in Cindy's wet sucking mouth.
First one, then another and another spurt of milky come erupted from
his thrusting cock.
Cindy moaned with fulfilled lust. Billy's come was thick and
sweet on her tongue. She swallowed it as fast as she could. The musky
flavor filled her mouth and made her dizzy with drunken pleasure.
Immediately, she felt her own orgasm approach and then quickly arrive.
Waves of hot, liquid pleasure coursed through her belly and down to her
cunt. Her own pussy-juice poured thick and warm from her cunt over her
hand.
"Suck it, baby,!" Billy rasped. "Drink it all, don't spill any!"
Cindy didn't have to be told. She didn't want to waste a drop of
Billy's delicious come. She wanted to drink it all, and more. She
swallowed hungrily, avidly, taking as much of the thick liquid into her
mouth as she could.
It was more than the young girl could hold, however. Thick rivu-
lets of sperm ran from the corners of her pretty little mouth and
dripped from her chin onto her plump young breasts. She gulped and
swallowed as quickly as she could, drinking the incestuous scum with a
lecherous pleasure that surprised and delighted her. Finally, when she
had sucked her brother's prick dry and her own orgasm had abated, Cindy
let go of Billy's cock and lay back on the bed.
With her right hand she was still idly fingering her cunt. With
her left she smeared the drops of Billy's come around her on her
breasts, enjoying the sticky, slimy feel of it. Billy still stood be-
fore her. His cock was still long and half hard, but now it hung down
between his thighs, wet and shiny from his come and her saliva. Cindy
licked her lips, savoring the last few drops of her brother's sperm
that still hung there.
Cindy was in a heaven of delight and wonder at her new-found sexu-
al power and capacity. She was able to make her big brother come in
her mouth! She was able to satisfy his desire and her own at the same
time! Cindy knew at that point that she had found the ultimate in sex-
ual pleasure. She wanted nothing more than to do this as much and as
often as she could.
Three:
Two weeks earlier, Cindy had been introduced to the mysteries
of sex and incest by her big brother Billy. One afternoon Cindy had
come home from school early. Her physical education class had been
scheduled to participate in an intra-mural track meet but the meet
had been canceled because of rain. So, unexpectedly and with noth
ing to do, Cindy had arrived home a full two hours ahead of her usu
al time.
Putting her schoolbooks down on the kitchen counter, Cindy
quietly headed up the stairs to her bedroom. She was moving slowly,
deep in thought. She was thinking about how disappointed she was
that the track meet had been canceled. However, her disappointment
wasn't just over the contest, she realized. She had also been look
ing forward to changing clothes with the other girls in the locker
room, and then showering with them after the meet.
Cindy had only recently begun to blossom into womanhood. Other
girls in her class had begun developing already. Marla Brown had
even started wearing a bra last year. Some of the kids had accused
her of wearing falsies but Cindy knew Marla's breasts were real.
Marla had her gym locker right next to Cindy's and Cindy had the op
portunity to watch Marla develop from flat-chested pre-pubescence
into succulent, ripe, near-womanhood.
With growing dismay, Cindy saw her own breasts remain flat, un
distinguished little mounds, while Marla's quickly grew into lus-
cious, melon-sized breasts with hard pink nipples right in the cen
ter of each. Then, suddenly, miraculously, in the course of one
summer vacation, Cindy's breasts had begun to develop also.
That September, when she returned to school, Cindy took advan
tage of every opportunity that afforded itself to compare her
breasts with the other girls. Hers were not the biggest breasts in
the school, she didn't want that, but they were among the best
shaped and best proportioned among all the others. Cindy was very
proud of them.
That was why Cindy was feeling disappointed that afternoon.
She had hoped to use that opportunity to compare herself with the
girls in the other classes, girls she normally didn't have the op
portunity to change clothes or shower with. Now, it seemed, she
might never have that opportunity and she would have to just guess
what they looked like under their clothes.
She was also aware, even though it was only a vary faint aware-
ness, that the idea of seeing those other girls with their clothes
off made her sexually excited. The first time she had gotten a-
roused was one afternoon after gym class when she and Marla were
getting out of their gym suits.
"Oh, darn it!" Marla's back was turned to Cindy.
"What's wrong, Marla?" Cindy asked.
"It's this stupid bra," Marla said, turning to face her friend.
Marla was about five feet, four inches tall, a little shorter
than Cindy. Both girls had fair skin and slender bodies and could
almost be taken for sisters. They both had pert little noses set
above wide, full-lipped mouths. Each had a naturally innocent, ex
pectant look on her face. However, Cindy's hair was pale, honey-
colored blonde and her eyes ice-blue while Marla's hair was fiery
red and her eyes mischievous green.
Marla held the bra in question out for Cindy to have a better
look at it. Both girls had finished their showers and were getting
dressed. Cindy was already buttoning her blouse but Marla had so
far only put on her panties.
"I don't know what's wrong with it," Marla explained. "When I
try to hook it in back, it pinches me in front. Can you help me,
please?"
"Sure," Cindy replied, a little uncertainly. "What do you
want me to do?"
Marla looked her long and steady in the eye before answering.
The delay made Cindy think that she wanted to say something other
than what she finally did say.
"See if you can hold it down under my boobies while I hook it."
"Sure." Cindy held down the bottom edge of the bra.
"No, it's still pinching me," Marla complained, "see if you
can fix it."
Obediently, Cindy slipped her fingers under the white material
and pushed her friend's breasts up and out the way. The contact of
her fingers against the soft flesh sent electric shocks through her.
She felt her cheeks glow red. She cast her eyes down, not wanting
to let her friend see the excitement and uncertainty she had a-
roused.
"That's better, thanks, Cindy," Marla said as she hooked the
bra straps together behind her back. The motion made her breasts
stick out provocatively in front of her.
Cindy couldn't take her eyes off her friend's voluptuous body.
She even thought she could see Marla's nipples get hard and stiff
beneath the soft fabric of her bra.
Cindy had heard about lesbians, women who liked other women and
not men, but she never thought of herself as one. That incident
with Marla, although never repeated, had made her doubt and wonder
about her own sexuality. Cindy thought she liked boys. She had
never dated one, it was true, nor had she ever kissed or even
touched one, but she always had thought that it was just a matter of
time. She was still young, she told herself, practically still a
kid. She still had plenty of time.
Besides, all the boys in her class were still just that, boys.
They were all too immature to be taken seriously. And all the older
boys, well, Cindy guessed, they just hadn't gotten around to notic
ing her yet, that was all, she told herself.
Such were the thoughts that were swimming through Cindy's mind
that afternoon as she climbed the stairs to her room. She walked
down the hall, lost in wondering about herself and other girls, her
self and boys, and just herself and sex, when she heard what she
thought were strange noises coming from Billy's room.
She couldn't tell what the noises were. It sounded as if he
were sick or exercising, or both. She could hear him groaning as if
he were in pain, but at the same time he was panting as if he were
working out or something like that.
Quietly, Cindy crept down the hall to her big brother's room.
the door was slightly ajar and she put her eye to the crack so she
could see inside. What she saw was like nothing she had ever seen
or imagined before.
Billy was lying on his back on his bed. His pants were around
his knees and his right hand was on his crotch. In his left hand he
held a magazine. Even from across the room, Cindy could see he was
looking at pictures of naked women.
Billy's right hand started to move and Cindy watched in fasci-
nation. Billy was masturbating himself! Cindy had seen him mastur
bating once before but she had been too scared to say or do anything
about it at the time. She had started playing with herself down
there between her legs, but she didn't know what she was doing, only
that it felt good.
Even to her totally inexperienced eyes, Billy's cock looked es
pecially long and thick. The helmet shaped head was the size and
color of a ripe plum. Billy's hand moved up and down, pulling the
loose skin over the thick shaft in a steady rhythm.
Cindy stared as if she were hypnotized. She felt rooted to the
spot. She couldn't have left if she had wanted to, and she didn't
want to. A new sensation was coursing through her body, one she had
never felt before.
Cindy felt fluttery in her stomach, like butterflies only more
intense. At the same time she felt her knees get rubbery and a sen
sation of great heat began to grow in her thighs. Her little pussy
was hot and itchy. She felt she had to touch it, rub it, do some
thing to relieve the burning itch that was growing there.
She pulled her skirt up to her waist and slipped her hand in
side her panties. Her fingers moved down her flat belly and found
the few wisps of pubic hair that had started to grow on her still
undeveloped pube.
Involuntarily, Cindy gasped with pleasure. She had never de
liberately touched herself there before. Only when she was washing
herself or drying off after a shower had she ever touched her pri
vate spot. Well, except when she had to dry herself after taking a
pee, but that didn't count, it was too dirty.
This was dirty, too, she thought. But the thought did not stop
her. She was too excited by what she saw her big brother doing to
be able to stop herself from doing the same thing to herself.
Cindy's left hand moved under her panties to join her right
one. With the first and second fingers of her left hand, she spread
open her little pussy lips and with the middle finger of her right
hand she explored the soft, virgin folds within.
Involuntarily, she caught her breath, making a sharp gasping
noise. She had never thought that simply touching herself could
feel so good. She closed her eyes, savoring the new sensation. But
when she opened them, Billy was standing at the door, glowering at
her.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, you little sneak?"
"I...I..." was all Cindy could manage to stammer.
They stood there like that for only a moment or two, Billy with
his dirty magazine in one hand and his cock in the other, his pants
still around his ankles, and Cindy with her skirt up and both hands
inside her panties. Finally, they both laughed. The scene was too
funny to be taken seriously.
Soon, they were both lying together on Billy's bed, naked. At
first, Cindy had felt a little self-conscious about undressing in
front of her brother but Billy's easy confidence had won her over.
Without saying anything or even waiting to see how she felt
about it, Billy had calmly stripped out of his clothing. He kicked
off his shoes and stepped out of his pants and undershorts. Then he
sat on the edge of his bed and pulled off his socks. Finally he
pulled his shirt off over his head and lay down on his back.
Cindy sat immobile, watching his every move. She was painfully
aware of how much more mature he was than she. His firm body was
finely muscled and perfectly proportioned. There wasn't a single
hair on his chest or stomach, but a thick bushy growth of fine brown
hair framed his rigid cock and half covered the tight, wrinkled
ball-sack below.
Billy put his hand behind his head and looked at Cindy expect-
antly.
"Now it's your turn, Sis," he said. "Get undressed."
Shyly, almost reluctantly, Cindy stood up from the bed. With
trembling fingers she removed her blouse and skirt. Then she bent
over and took off her shoes and socks.
Billy could see the shape of her firm young breasts within her
bra when she bent over. He licked his lips. He hadn't planned on
introducing his little sister to sex, but now that it was happening
he was sure he would enjoy it.
Cindy stopped undressing and just stood there for a moment,
nervous, unsure of herself, not knowing whether she should continue
or just leave. There was something about this that was wrong, she
knew. Sex was something that she had heard a little about but not
enough to understand what was happening. Sex, however, was some
thing that married people did together, or maybe boyfriends and
girlfriends did if they were really in love. But brothers and sis
ters weren't supposed to do it. She was sure that was called incest
and that it was wrong. But something else, she couldn't say exactly
what, was drawing her on, compelling her to do exactly what Billy
wanted her to do. Something was making her like the strange, flut
tery feeling she had in her stomach.
"Come on, Cindy," Billy urged her, "strip. I got naked for
you. I want to see you naked, too."
With a shy little smile on her pretty pink lips, Cindy reached
behind her and unhooked her bra. She pulled the white cotton mate
rial away from her chest and let it drop to the floor. She took a
deep breath and straightened up, pulling her shoulders back to ac
centuate the high roundness of her firm young breasts.
Billy drew in his breath. Cindy's tits were even prettier and
better shaped than he could have hoped. They were perfect twin
hemispheres, standing high and proud on her chest. The nipples were
hard and pink and perfectly centered in their crinkled pink
aureoles.
"Come on," Billy said, almost in a whisper, hypnotized by his
sister's beauty, "the panties, too. I want you totally naked."
Cindy trembled slightly. Something about the way Billy was
looking at her, something about the way he said "naked" excited her.
She looked at his cock. It was still stiff and hard between his
legs. It twitched as she looked at it. It seemed to be beckoning
her on. She hooked her thumbs under the waist band of her panties
and slowly pulled them down. Slowly and for the first time, Cindy's
virgin pussy came into view before a boy. A few wisps of blonde
hair half covered the soft outer lips of her cunt. As she exposed
her private parts, Cindy felt her little clitoris begin to throb and
stiffen. Flushed with embarrassment as well as excitement, Cindy
lowered her eyes, hoping that Billy couldn't see how excited she
was. When Billy didn't say or do anything she looked back up and
continued her self-conscious disrobing.
Cindy watched her brother as she stripped for him. His eyes
were fixed on her crotch. She wriggled her hips slightly as she
pulled her panties down. Billy's cock twitched and seemed to grow
even bigger as she did so. Billy liked what she was doing! She
didn't know how or why, but somehow she was getting her big brother
as excited as he had gotten her. This awareness gave her a sense of
power that she had never experienced before, and she liked it!
Finally, Cindy was as naked as Billy. She walked over to the
bed and lay down on it next to her big brother. She shivered
slightly and covered her breasts with her hands. She looked at Bil
ly expectantly and then moved her hands back down to her sides.
Billy licked his lips and gazed raptly at his sister as she
slowly exposed her naked ness to his lecherous gaze. She might be
virgin, he thought, and she might be scared, but she was a natural
sex-kitten and he was going to enjoy breaking her in, slowly, one
step at a time, until she begged him for more.
"I guess it's time you learned about sex, Cindy," Billy said.
"This is my cock. Do you want to touch it?"
Cindy didn't say anything, she was too nervous. She just
stared at the massive tool that sprouted out from between her broth
er's legs like a miniature baseball bat.
"Don't be scared, Cindy," Billy reassured the timid young girl.
"It won't bite."
Tentatively, she reached out and touched it. The velvety flesh
felt incongruously soft to her touch, and hot, hotter than any other
flesh she had ever felt, except for the heat she had felt in her own
pussy just moments before.
Cindy's soft, cool fingers grasped Billy's cock just below the
head. It twitched convulsively in her small hand. Frightened she
pulled back.
"What's the matter, Cindy? Scared?" Billy's voice was
jeering, shaming her into continuing against her moral instincts.
"No, I'm not scared," the young girl lied. "It just surprised
me, that's all."
"Do you know what I was doing?" Billy asked.
Cindy said nothing. She looked alternately from her brother's
handsome face to his rigid cock. She held it in her tiny fist as
she had seen him doing and gently pulled the soft skin up and down
over the stiff shaft.
"It's called jerking off," Billy said, ignoring her silence.
"I was jerking off. Do you want to know why?"
"Why?" Cindy's voice was barely audible. She was completely
engrossed in Billy's cock now. It was the most fascinating thing
she had ever seen. She wanted to learn all she could about it.
There was something about it, she didn't know what, that made her
feel all funny between her legs. She had a nearly overpowering urge
to touch her pussy again. She didn't know why, only that she wanted
to.
"When a guy jerks off," Billy continued, "he makes his sperm
shoot out. It's called come, jizz, scum, and a lot of other things.
When it squirts out, that's called coming. It feels real good.
Would you like to see me come, Cindy?"
"Sure, I guess," the girl replied.
"Okay, only, you'll have to do it for me," he said.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean you'll have to jerk me off if you want to see me come.
It feels a lot better to have girl do it than to do it myself."
"But I don't know how, Billy."
"Well, I'll show you, Cindy. That's what big brothers are for.
You just grab a hold of it like this..." He took her hand and
placed in on the shaft of his throbbing cock. "Then you move it up
and down like this..." He guided Cindy's small fist in a gentle
rhythm.
"Wait, Billy, it's hard for me to reach you like this and I
can't see."
"Well, then move so you can reach me."
Cindy settled herself comfortably at her brother's side. She
sat cross-legged at his hips facing his crotch. She took his cock
in her right hand. She could hardly reach her fingers around the
thick, swollen shaft.
"That's good, baby," Billy said. "Now jerk me off like I
showed you."
Cindy moved her hand up and down on her brother's prick, moving
the loose skin in a gentle steady rhythm.
"Yeah, that's it, Cindy, that's it," Billy moaned. "I'm gonna
come for you, just like you want me to."
Cindy stared at Billy's cock, fascinated by it, and by the pow
er she had over it. She loved the feel of the soft, velvety skin
moving over the steel-hard shaft. As she moved her hand faster, she
saw the bulbous head grow bigger and even more swollen with each
stroke.
She gripped the shaft tighter and slowed the movements of her
hand. She held this cock just below he purple helmet and squeezed.
Billy moaned and tossed his head from side to side on the pillow. A
drop of clear liquid appeared at the piss-hole. With her left fore-
finger, Cindy touched the droplet. It was hot and oily to her
touch. She smeared it around Billy's swollen cock-head. The slimy,
oily feel of it excited her even more.
"Is this scum, Billy?" she asked in her high, piping voice.
"Not yet, Cindy," Billy moaned. "Keep pumping. Keep jerking
me off. I'll give you my jizz, lots of it. I'll come for you, Cin-
dy, just jerk me some more, I'm almost there."
Cindy renewed her pumping with enthusiasm. Seeing Billy in
such transports of pleasure thrilled her as she had never been
thrilled before. She felt her pussy getting hot and wet just watch
ing him. Feeling him in her hand gave her even greater pleasure.
"Are you coming yet, Billy?" she asked breathlessly. "Come for
me now, Billy," she urged him.
"Yes, Cindy, yes!" Billy gasped.
His cock erupted in Cindy's hand. Great white streams of come
shot from his prick and flew through the air. One hit Cindy in the
cheek, another landed on her breast and a third splattered on her
thigh. Cindy squealed with pleasure at seeing the physical evidence
of the success of her ministrations to her brother's desires.
Billy kept moaning and coming. Drops of come splashed on his
chest and stomach and thighs. Cindy's hand was covered with the
hot, milky fluid but she kept on pumping his prick anyway. She kept
milking her brother's cock until he had no more come to give her.
Four:
"That was good, Cindy," Billy said, wiping the jizz from his
chest with a handkerchief. "Are you sure you've never done that for
anyone before?"
"That was the first time, Billy, honest," the teenager replied.
"Was I really good?"
"You sure were, Cindy. You were so good, I'm going to give you
a treat. I'm going to do the same for you."
"Okay," the young girl said, eagerly. "Will I squirt scum,
too?"
Billy almost gasped in surprise at his sister's naivete.
"You mean you've never had an orgasm?" he asked, incredulous.
"I don't know...I mean...I guess not," she stammered.
"Well, if you don't know then you haven't. If you had, there
wouldn't be any question about it in your mind."
"Then I haven't, Billy," the girl said. Then she added eager-
ly, "But I want to have one. Please give me an orgasm now."
"But you were playing with yourself when I saw you," her broth
er said, pulling her down on the bed to lie beside him. "Why were
you doing that if you've never come?"
Cindy knitted her brows in thought. She hadn't given any
thought to what she had been doing, she was only following her
instincts.
"I don't know why, Billy," she finally said. "When I saw you
pulling on your thing like that, it...I don't know...it made me feel
all funny inside...and itchy...down there. I just had to touch it,
it felt really good when I did."
"I'll bet it'll feel even better when I touch it for you."
Slowly, Billy reached over and placed his hand over his sis
ter's crotch. She sucked her breath in sharply at his touch. It
seemed to send an electric shock through her whole body.
"Does it?" he asked. "Does it feel as good as when you touched
it, does it feel better?"
"Oh, Billy," Cindy sighed, her voice quaking with excitement.
"It feels wonderful!~"
"This is nothing, Cindy," Billy said, confidently. "I'll make
you feel things you never even imagined."
* * *
The young girl trembled inside. This was her first initiation
into the mysteries of sex. She knew that boys and girls did things
together. She knew that lovers kissed and touched each other in
private places, but that was all she knew. She had no idea what it
was exactly that they did. She had heard kids at school whispering
and laughing about "making out" on dates. She knew some girls were
"easy" and some boys were "hunks", but she hadn't a clue as to what
any of that meant.
She had wanted to experiment, just like any other girl her age,
but, like many other girls, she was shy. The fact that she was a
little late in developing made her even more shy. Cindy watched
other girls in her class develop into rip young adolescence. She
had stood by in sad frustration when other girls started wearing
bras and tight skirts and pants, showing off their figures like
trophies.
Cindy had no figure to show off. She remained flat-chested and
dateless while other girls giggled and flirted and were taken to
movies and on picnics, leaving her behind with no one to talk to or
commiserate with.
Then, last summer, finally, Cindy began to grow. One day when
she was taking a shower, Cindy happened to notice that her nipples
were every sensitive. She was rubbing her chest with soap when her
hand passed over her nipple, a tingle went through her, a sensation
she had never experienced before. She looked down to see that her
nipples, which had been nothing more than two tiny pink buds, had
gotten much bigger. Seemingly overnight, they had grown from the
size of dimes to that of silver dollars, and they stood out from her
chest slightly, as if they were puffy or swollen.
Fascinated, Cindy ran her fingers over her nipples. They tin
gled and sent a slight shudder through her. She picked up the soap
again and made her fingers all slippery. Then she touched her nip
ples again, this time using just her fingertips. She teased her
nipples, drawing them out from her chest and twisting them a little
at their centers.
Quickly, in response to her self-fondling, the tips of her nip
ples became hard and began to protrude from the center. The sur
rounding flesh, the aureoles, grew crinkly and puckered. The deli
cious sensations increased and became more intense. Cindy's breath
ing became slower, more labored. Something new was happening. She
didn't know exactly what it was but she knew that she was finally
growing up and that this was an important part of it.
She might have played with herself to the point of giving her
self her first orgasm that first time in the shower, but Billy had
interrupted her by pounding on the door and insisting that she hurry
up and let somebody else use the bathroom for a change.
Then, as the weeks went by, Cindy was amazed and delighted at
the changes that quickly overtook her fine young body. Her nipples
continued to grow and swell. The flesh beneath them also grew and
filled out until she found herself endowed with full firm breasts.
They were round and high on her chest like two halves of grape-
fruits, and in the center of each, a firm, pink nipple poked out its
sensitive tip.
Cindy noticed too that her hips were growing as well. Instead
of the slim, almost boyish figure that she had all of her life, Cin
dy saw that she was beginning to develop the hips and legs of a wo-
man. Her dungarees, which she still wore every day, fitted her more
tightly than they ever had before. Her buttocks became firm and
round just as her breasts had, and now her jeans stretched tightly
across them, clearly outlining the succulent ass-cheeks within.
Each night when she went to bed, Cindy would finger her nip-
ples, her new toys, teasing them to exciting hardness, reveling in
the delicious, sexy feelings her ministrations gave her.
One night, while she was thus playing with herself, twisting
her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, making them stand
up stiff and hard in the centers of her breasts, she felt a strange
new sensation. A kind of warm, itchy feeling made itself known be
tween her legs. Cindy squirmed and rubber her thighs together.
This was something new, something she had never experienced before.
She let one hand roam down her body to her crotch. There, much to
her surprise, she felt the beginnings of soft, downy pubic hair be
ginning to grow.
With rising anticipation, Cindy ran her fingers through the
silky growth. It felt good to touch herself there. She pulled the
covers back and raised her night-dress above the waist. She saw
her pussy as if for the first time. The lips were pink and swollen,
there were drops of moisture oozing out from between them. Startled
and a little afraid, the young girl pushed her night-dress back down
and pulled the covers back up to her chin. She was excited, but at
the same time she was frightened. She wanted to continue exploring
these new developments but for some unknown reason she felt that she
shouldn't. Something in her told her to stop, to wait. Somehow she
knew she would rather have someone else lead her along this path of
exploration, but she didn't know who that would be.
At the same time, Cindy noticed that she was growing hair in
unexpected places on her body. The soft peach-fuzz on her legs grew
darker and coarser, requiring her to begin shaving her legs. This
pleases her almost as much as her newly grown breasts. Not that it
felt good, but because it was an outward confirmation of her
maturity. It was something that she could talk to her girlfriends
about openly and without embarrassment. Everything else about her
development, her breasts and the new sensation they gave her, she
was more reticent about. For some reason that she could not
understand, she was reluctant to talk about sex to anyone, not her
girlfriends, of whom she was still slightly jealous for having de
veloped faster than her, and certainly not to the boys she knew.
They would never understand, she felt sure. They would probably
just tease her and make her feel even more uncomfortable than she
already did.
* * *
Billy's fingers moved gently on his sister's crotch. He played
with her silky pubic hair, twisting it gently around his fingers.
"Oh, Billy," Cindy sighed, "you're right, that does feel better
than anything I've ever felt before."
She sighed and closed her eyes. She felt good and safe and
warm. She was happy that she had waited to have someone else do
this for her. She would never have guessed that it would be her
brother, though. Billy had always been so...so impatient with her,
so much like a mean old big brother that she never thought he could
be so gentle and understanding as he was now.
"It'll feel even better, Sis," Billy said, "just you wait."
He leaned over and looked at his younger sister, his lust ris-
ing. Her eyes were closed, a look of happy anticipation on her
face. Her firm young breasts rose and fell with each breath. Her
flat tummy quivered as he ran his fingers over her virgin cunt.
Bending down, Billy placed his face right over Cindy's breast,
the one nearest him. He puckered his lips and gently kissed it.
Then he flicked the nipple with his tongue.
"Oh!" she gasped.
Then he licked around the nipple, feeling the aureole crinkle
and pucker beneath his tongue.
Cindy began to breathe more quickly. Her chest rose and fell,
pressing her breast into her brother's face. Billy parted hips lips
and let the nipple slip into his mouth. He ran his tongue around
the hard little tip, exciting it even more.
"Oh, Billy," Cindy moaned. "Do that some more, it feels so
good."
He sucked, drawing Cindy's nipple into his hot, lusting mouth.
He nibbled gently around the aureole, making Cindy gasp and squirm
with delight. He teased the nipple with his tongue, flicking it
back and forth over his sister's taut young flesh.
"Billy, Billy, Billy," Cindy wrapped her arms around her broth
er's head, holding him against her breast, not wanting to let him
go, not wanting him to stop giving her these wonderful new sensa-
tions.
"Do the other one, Billy," she said, eagerly, "do the other
one, too."
He raised his head and let her nipple slip from his mouth with
a wet, slurping sound. It quivered there, glistening with his sali-
va. Then he leaned over and started working on her other one.
First he kissed her breast. He kissed around the circumfer-
ence, nibbling on her resilient young flesh with his lips and teeth.
Gradually he worked his way in to the center, making a slow, wet
spiral of nibbles and licks.
Cindy was in a daze. Her breath was coming in shallow, ragged
gasps. The blood pounded in her ears. Her mouth hung open, her
lips were dry. Her mind was centered on her left breast, nothing
else in the world mattered, just her aching, quivering breast, and
her brother's hot, questing mouth.
"Do it, Billy," she urged him, "Suck it like you did the other
one."
Billy held back. As much as he wanted to suck his little sis
ter's breasts, he liked hearing her beg for it. It gave him a sense
of power and control. He would suck her tit all right. He would
suck more than just her tit. He would do more to her and for her
than she knew or could imagine, but when he was ready, and not be-
fore.
He moved his mouth away from Cindy's rigid nipple. He buried
his face between her soft breast mounds and kissed her there, enjoy
ing the feel of her soft, hot flesh on his face.
Cindy moaned with frustration. Billy was being mean to her.
She had jerked him off and given him what he wanted. Now he was
teasing her, denying her the satisfaction that he had promised her.
Still holding his head in her arms, Cindy pulled Billy's head
back to her left breast and jammed her nipple against his mouth.
"Come on, Billy," she pleaded, "please suck on it."
"Suck on what, Cindy?" he asked, teasing her, his voice muffled
by her breasts.
"You know," she said.
"Yeah, I know, but I want to hear you say it. Suck on what."
Cindy hesitated. She had never used dirty language before.
She wasn't even sure what it was exactly that he wanted her to say.
"Say it, Cindy," he commanded her. "If you don't say it, I
won't do it."
"Suck on my tittie, Billy, please suck on my tittie!"
Billy opened his mouth and sucked as hard as he could. Cindy
gasped with pleasure. He sucked fully half of her breast into his
mouth and held it there. The skin was stretched tight, pressing a-
gainst the hard ridge of his teeth. He ran his tongue around the
rigid nipple, teasing it mercilessly.
Still holding onto her brother's head with her right arm, Cindy
placed her left hand over his where it rested on her crotch. She
pressed it down, forcing him to rub her pussy. The friction sent
jolts of pleasure through her, sensations so much better than the
ones she had give herself that there was no comparison.
This was what she wanted. This was what she had asked for,
and it was better than she had dared to hope for.
"Oh, Billy!" Cindy cried out. "Billy, I think I'm going to...I
think I am...Oh, Billy, I am!"
Cindy's whole body began to tremble uncontrollably. Her chest
heaved. She tossed her head from side to side. Her hips jerked
spasmodically. Waves of hot, liquid pleasure coursed through every
fiber of her being. She felt her pussy muscles contracting rhythmi
cally and she began rubbing herself up and down against her broth
er's hand, still pressed firmly against her cunt.
"Billy, I'm coming!" she cried out in ecstacy. "You did it!
I'm coming, I'm commminnnggg, I'm commmminnnnngggg!"
After what seemed like an eternity of pleasure, the crisis
slowly passed. The overpowering waves of lust gradually subsided,
leaving her spent, seating, transformed forever from an innocent
young girl to a lusting, libidinous teen-ager.
Five:
"That was wonderful, Billy," Cindy sighed. "You were right, I
never imagined anything could feel so good."
Billy smiled down at his sister. Her voluptuous young body seemed
to glow with sexual satisfaction.
"I told you you'd like it, Cindy," he said, "and I have even more
in store for you, lots more."
Cindy sat up and put her arms around her brother's neck. She
kissed him affectionately on the cheek.
"Oh, Billy, thank you." She kissed him again and buried her face
in his shoulder. "But...let's not go too fast, okay? I mean...I don't
know what I mean...it's just that...I'm feeling a little scared now."
"What's there to be scared of, silly?" Billy asked, stroking his
sister's hair.
"I don't know...it's just...what we did, wasn't that incest?" she
asked.
"That depends on how you define incest," he said. "And even if it
were incest, what's wrong with that?"
"But...incest is when you make love with somebody you're related
to. And that's what we just did, wasn't it? And incest is wrong,
isn't it?" she stammered.
"Who says so?"
"Why, everybody says so, don't they?"
"Cindy," Billy laughed gently, "you really don't know much, do
you?"
"Well, I haven't had much experience, no," she said, averting her
eyes from her brother's gaze. "In fact, I hadn't had any experience at
all...until today."
"Well, first of all, Sis, what we did wasn't making love. We were
just fooling around a little."
"Really?" she asked, her face lighting up with relief. "What we
did, is that what the kids mean when they talk about making out?"
"Yeah, that's right," he said, "we were just making out."
"So, what's making love, then?" she asked, looking puzzled.
"Making love, he said, smiling, is when I put this..." he placed
Cindy's hand on his cock, "into this..." he placed his own hand on her
cunt.
"Oh, I get it." The light of understanding began dawning in her
eyes. "And making love is the same as, as...fucking?" Her voice
dropped to a barely audible whisper.
"Yes, making love is the same as fucking," he laughed. "What's
the matter, are you afraid to say it?"
"Well, no, it's just that I don't like it, talking dirty, I mean.
I like making out...with you that is."
"There's nothing wrong with talking dirty, Cindy," he said, look
ing her straight in the eye. "Words can't hurt you. Besides, I like
it when you talk dirty. I like hearing dirty words coming out of your
pretty little mouth."
"Well, I don't like it," she said pulling away from him. She re
moved her hand from his prick and took his away from her crotch. Then
she looked back up at him from beneath lowered eyelashes, a mischievous
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