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Date: Sun, 01 May 2005 11:12:14 +0000
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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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