When Larry and his twin sister Sandy go to a party in a horse costume, one thing leads to another until he ends up being the stud and she ends up being the mare... all in front of the whole school. 

Codes: mf 1st teen cons inc bro sis het mastrb pett preg
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   Horsing Around for Halloween

   By Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

   My twin sister Sandy and I grew up in a rural town, population about a
thousand or so, and most of the time the only playmates we had were each
other.  For that and other reasons we were really close.  Our parents were
pretty liberal too, and it was common to see another family member with
little or nothing on, especially in the summers when it was hot.  So nudity
was no big deal.

   Well, not until Sandy started growing these really nice breasts.  She
had always had nipples, like me, but now they changed.  They got darker and
more pink and there was an area around them that got darker too.  And she
grew hair between her legs.  I asked her about it one night when I went
into the bathroom to take a leak and she was getting out of the shower.

   "Doesn't that tickle?" I asked.

   "What?" she shot back, drying her hair with a towel.  That made her
breasts jiggle a little bit, which was very interesting to watch.

   "That hair, around your ...  down there" I pointed.

   She looked down and then looked up.  "You mean my pussy hair?"

   My eyes got big and I whispered "When did you start talking like that?
If Mom heard you she'd skin you alive."

   She just laughed.  "Well, anyway, why don't you ask yourself.  Does YOUR
hair tickle?"

   I looked down and there, around my penis, was hair I somehow had never
noticed.  I guess I never spent a lot of time staring at my crotch.

   Anyway, that's the kind of relationship we had when we were thirteen. 
It pretty much stayed that way until we turned sixteen.  By then Sandy had
real tits and her hips had spread out.  She was a looker, and I didn't
think that just because she was my twin.  She had blond hair, like me, but
she wore hers in bangs and it brushed her shoulders.  Her lips always
looked red, but she never wore much makeup.  Guys lusted after her all the
time, and sometimes my friends tried to get me to set her up with them. 
But that never worked, because we all knew each other too well, and dates
just didn't seem to work out.  Everybody tried to "be" a date, when most of
us knew everything about each other and had since we were little kids. 
There was a little groping and kissing, and some of us called each other
boyfriends or girlfriends, but it was all very innocent.

   I accidentally discovered that if you washed your dick a whole lot while
you were in the shower, it suddenly felt so good that your knees would get
weak and stuff would shoot out of your dick.  In school I learned that was
my sperm.  We lived in a farming community, so we knew what dicks and sperm
were for.

   Anyway, us guys talked about sex and about who we'd like to have it
with, but other than Mandy Johnson and Rick Edger, who decided to go steady
and ended up fucking their brains out until she got pregnant and had to
start home schooling, none of us ever got to even first base, much less
getting our dicks wet.

   So we dreamed, and talked, and grew up and did all the things that
thousands of other kids our age did.

   Then, in our Junior year, the school announced there would be prizes for
the best Halloween costumes at the school dance.  As I look back on this I
don't even remember what the prizes were, but I do know they were a big
deal at the time.  So Sandy and I talked endlessly about what we could go
as, trying to win the contest.  In the end, we decided that rather than
dressing separately, we'd have Mom make us a horse costume and we'd both go
as parts of the horse.  our Idea was that one of us would be just the front
part and the other would be just the back part - not connected or anything.
My mother laughed and asked us which one was going to be "the horses ass".
Then she suggested that we connect the halves and go that way.

   Mom was good with a sewing machine and the costume she made was really
pretty impressive.  One of us would be the front legs and head, and the
other would stand behind, being the back legs and, yes, the horses ass. 
Naturally, the women ganged up against me and I got assigned as the ass.

   She got it finished about an hour before we were supposed to head off to
the dance, so we didn't have much time to practice.  We got into the thing
and walked around the living room.  We couldn't get our legs in time with
each other, and from mom's laughter it was pretty obvious that we looked
pretty lame.  So I reached out with my hands and put them on Sandy's hips.
I pulled myself toward her, shortening the distance between us, and then we
could time our legs together.  It made the horse look really short, because
the back legs were pretty close to the front legs, but Mom, after she quit
laughing, said it looked better than before.  Our dad came in and asked why
the horse was walking like a camel.  Did you know a camel moves both legs
on one side forward at the same time when he walks?  I didn't.  But there
was no way we could make it work like a real horse, so we did the best we
could.

   By now I was sweating a lot - it was hot inside the costume, and I could
tell that Sandy's shirt was getting damp too.  We climbed out of the suit
and went upstairs to get ready.  I mentioned how hot it was in the suit and
she agreed.  "There's no way we can spend an hour or two in that thing and
not just die from the heat" she said.  I agreed, but pointed out it was too
late to change plans.  Besides, Mom had put a lot of work into the suit.

   "Well" she said in a whisper "we could wear less clothing while we're in
it."

   I didn't see as how that would work and said so.

   She had an answer for everything, though.  "See, we'll strip down while
we're in the suit, and when it's time to get out of it we'll go into the
locker room and put some clothes on there."

   I allowed as how that might just work.

   Which is how we ended up at school, inside the horse suit, her dressed
in her bra and panties and me in my boxers.  It WAS a lot cooler.  We were
some of the first people there, so we put our clothes in my locker and got
in the suit.  No one had seen the suit yet, so when we wandered out on the
basketball court no one knew who was inside.  We had agreed not to make any
noise, and that Sandy would just nod the head of the horse "yes" or "no" to
answer any questions anyone asked us.

   The CD player started up and we tried to dance.  It must have been
hilarious.  I had my hands on my sister's panty covered hips and we jumped
around, trying to dance.  It took almost no time for my hands to slide
inside her panties.  I figured this out about the same time she did and we
both stopped cold.

   "What are you doing?" she hissed.  "Get your hands out of my panties you
pervert!"

   I jerked them out.  "I'm sorry, you were jumping around.  I didn't do it
on purpose."

   She harrumphed and we started dancing again.  It was soon obvious that
having my hands on her hips wasn't going to work, because they invariably
slid inside the waistband of her panties, or drug them down around her
hips. All I touched was the sides of her hips, but I knew where my hands
were and that was the closest to a real live female pussy they had ever
been, even if it was my own sister's pussy.

   The inevitable began to happen.  I couldn't keep my mind off of where my
hands were and my dick started to get ready for a bath.  "Good thing I'm
inside a horse suit" I murmured to myself.  I changed my hands to her
waist, which was better, except that even though we were almost naked it
was still hot in the suit and we were both sweating, so her skin was
slippery.

   During a break in the music Sandy turned around and spoke.  "Larry, I'm
getting tired of leaning forward in this damn head.  My back muscles are
beginning to burn."

   I knew what she was talking about.  We both had to bend over a little
bit.  Mom had put something on the inside of the top of the horse's back
that was stiff, so it would rest on our heads.  That kept the horse's back
straight.  But we had to lean forward.  This put my face right in Sandy's
back and her face in the head of the horse.  She could see out through some
screened holes, but all this leaning forward all the time was getting very
tiring.  Acting on impulse I reached forward and put my hands on her
shoulders, right where her bra straps crossed them.  I hooked my hands and
pulled a little bit, putting my face into her back just above her panties.
That eased the strain on my back because my head was resting against her
back and I hoped it would ease the strain on her back by me pulling back on
her shoulders a little.  It DID work.  "Ooooo that's better" she said with
a relieved sigh.

   So, while we were walking around, that's the position we were in. 
Unfortunately, that put my nose right in the vicinity of a nice sweaty
teenage pussy, which, by the way, did NOT smell bad at all.

   If that's what fish smell like, then I think I'd like to put fish in my
diet.

   Anyway, my dick stayed hard.  Now when we danced she stood up a little
and I just kept my hands on her shoulders.  Pretty soon though she started
complaining that my hands were digging her bra straps into her shoulders. I
asked her where she wanted me to put my hands if she didn't want them
there. She thought about it a minute and then reached around and undid the
bra.  She just dropped it down one of the legs.  "There" she said "Now it
won't hurt." Now I had my hands on naked female teenaged shoulders.  This
was getting better and better and worse and worse all at the same time.

   The gym got crowded pretty quickly and everybody was trying to figure
out who we were.  They all asked us questions, but Sandy refused to speak
and only nodded the horses head like we had agreed on.  It was during one
of these conversations that the next thing happened.  She was nodding yes
in an exaggerated way when my hands slipped off of her sweaty shoulders. 
She had been leaning into them and started to fall forward.  I grabbed for
her around her waist and my hands ended up full of soft sixteen year old
breasts.

   I didn't know what to do.  I knew exactly what was in my hands, and I
knew that Sandy did too.  We just sort of froze.  Then the person who had
been talking to the horse started asking questions again and Sandy had to
go back to nodding.

   I knew if I kept on holding her boobs she'd kill me, so I reluctantly
stepped closer to her and let my hands slide off of them, downward, to her
belly button.  I pulled on her a little, but now my head wasn't in her
back, so it just pulled her against me.  Presto, now my almost naked twin
sister, whose breasts I'd just groped, was pulled back against her brother,
whose rampant hardon promptly poked into her butt.

   I was dead meat.  I just knew it.

   Then the most amazing thing happened.  Sandy took her right hand out of
the horses head, snaked it around behind her, slid it between us, and
grabbed on to what was poking her in the butt.  Now I'm quite sure she
thought it was going to be part of the costume.  I mean I don't think she
knew she was going to end up holding her twin brother's cock in her hand.
It was almost comical.  She grabbed it, froze, squeezed it, let go, moved
her hand around from side to side, like she was trying to figure out what
else was nearby, and then slid her hand right through the fly of my boxers
and grabbed my naked, hard-as-stone cock.

   I don't know for sure, because I couldn't see out of the costume, but I
know there was a crowd of people around us now.  Most people had figured
out who everybody else was, or thought they knew, but no one could figure
out who WE were.  The thing that helped us was that Amanda Jones and
Richard Hecht had come as Mr.  and Mrs.  Death, in long black robes that
covered their faces, and everybody thought THEY were US.

   Anyway, what I'm saying is that, at the exact moment my sister grabbed
my hardon and I had my hands right between her breasts and pussy, there
wasn't any opportunity to talk about it, you know, explain how this was all
accidental.  So my sister thought I was groping her tits and I thought my
sister was groping my dick.

   Everybody knows that teenagers aren't all that good at reasoning things
out.  Everybody except teenagers, anyway.

   So I slid my hands back up to her boobs.  She groaned.  I sighed,
because she did not let go of my dick.  In fact, when my hands slid across
her nipples, she squeezed!

   I started finding out what a woman's breasts felt like first hand.  I
fingered her nipples and was amazed to find they stuck out from the breast
flesh about an inch!  How had they gotten so large?  Now she had pulled my
dick completely through the fly in my boxers, including my balls and her
hand was pulling on my dick, like she wanted me to go somewhere and was
leading me by my dick.  Then she pushed and I realized she was doing what I
did in the shower.

   This was not a good thing.

   I knew what would happen pretty soon if she kept doing that, and this
was NOT the shower, where all that thick white sperm just washed down the
drain.

   "Sandy!" I hissed "Let go or something bad's gonna happen".  I tried to
pull back, but she wouldn't let go.  She pulled me back toward her and my
dick slid right between her legs.

   "Sandy!" I hissed again.

   "Shhhh" she turned her head.  "Just leave it right there." Then she went
back to nodding.

   Now, picture this: I have my sister's wonderfully soft tits in my hands,
and my dick sliding between her legs while she moves her whole body all
around nodding that damn horse's head.  I began to get the feeling she was
messing with me, so I decided to pay her back.  I took my right hand and
slid it down, over her belly and right into her panties.  I just kept
going, and ended up with my middle finger stuck right between the lips of
her pussy.  The funny thing was I felt the head of my dick right outside of
her panties with the same finger.

   Well, not so funny.  Pretty erotic, in fact.

   Sandy was breathing hard now.  I knew she jacked off in the shower too,
but I didn't know how to do it to her, only to myself.  So I figured that
if it felt good to rub my dick back and forth, it might feel good to her to
rub my finger back and forth too.  So I tried that and was immediately
rewarded with a hiss, then a sigh, and then her butt pushed back at me and
she sort of wiggled her hips.

   There was suddenly this really wet feeling on my finger and at first I
thought she had peed on me.  Then I realized that this was what she shot
out, like I shot out sperm or something.  That meant she was feeling pretty
good, right?

   So I figured I'd see what else I could get away with.  I hooked the
finger and felt around until I felt the hole I knew was there.  Then I slid
my finger into that.  I knew there was something called a clit down there
somewhere, and I knew it was supposed to be a bump, but that was about it.
We didn't get to see any pictures of things in those days.  So I sort of
rooted around down there trying to feel for a bump, which resulted in my
slippery hand rubbing all over her slippery pussy.

   First she sort of squatted a little bit, which spread her legs and gave
me more room.  Then she started shifting her weight from one leg to the
other, like she was dancing or something.  I felt her hand come down and I
thought she was going to smack me and pull my hand out of her panties, but
her hand went right over mine, pushed briefly, like she was telling me I
was doing a pretty good job, and then went right on to the head of my dick,
which was sticking out in front of her about an inch.  She couldn't exactly
hold on to it, but she cupped under it with three fingers and pulled it up,
pressing it against the part of her pussy my hand wasn't in.

   Now I know this sounds weird.  I mean here we were, brother and sister,
in the middle of the fall festival, inside a horse suit, practically naked,
fondling the hell out of each other.  I mean I think of it now and laugh.

   But neither of us were laughing then.  Both of us were horny as hell,
deep in the throes of hormones that had been long denied, and everything we
were doing felt good - and I mean REALLY good.

   So it didn't seem all that odd when she pulled her panties aside and
pushed the head of my dick right up into the slit I was rubbing the heck
out of.  She bent down a little bit and I leaned back a little and the next
thing I knew the head of my dick slipped right into her pussy.  Neither of
us actually intended for that to happen - at least I didn't, and when it
did we were both surprised.

   We stopped everything right then.  Just stood there inside that suit,
with the head of my dick just inside the mouth of her pussy.  Somebody
outside of the suit asked us a question - I have no idea what it was, but
Sandy's head came up, like she was listening to whatever had been said. 
Her fingers were still pressing on the bottom of my penis and she pushed
them a little harder before removing them, like she was saying "OK, now you
just stay right there like a good boy." Then she started nodding the
horse's head again, like she didn't have my penis inside her.

   Part of me would really like to have been outside the suit that night. I
mean, here was this horse, with two people in it, shaking and nodding it's
head like crazy, with the front legs and back legs right next to each other
and probably making grunts and groans.

   It had to be hysterical.

   Meanwhile with each nod of the horse's head, her hips shoved back
against me and my dick poked a little further into her.  I never really got
very far in her.  The head of my dick was sort of sliding in and out of the
mouth of her pussy really, and more than once her hand shot back down to
push it back in when it popped out.  But it was pretty clear she wasn't
going to bitch me out for what was happening.  So I enjoyed myself.

   Since the front legs of the horse were dancing around, I got the back
legs going too and commenced to try to fuck my own sister.

   I'll never forget that night.

   I was pretty far gone already, so it wasn't long before I felt that
feeling deep in my balls that I knew meant my dick would soon be spouting
thick ropes of cum.  So I slid my fingers back to the top of her slit and
tried to find that bump again.  This time it was pretty easy.  It had been
there all along, but now it was bigger and I could feel it a lot easier. 
Sandy groaned and her hips wagged back and forth a couple of times.  Then I
felt that hot liquid shoot out of her again, all around the head of my
cock. I pushed on it about the same time as the first shot of my sperm
blasted out and managed to get it far enough in her that all of my spooge
went inside of her instead of shooting all over the inside of the suit.

   I felt a little guilty about that because I knew there was no way she
was on the pill or anything, but I also knew it would be impossible to
explain why there was sperm all over the inside of the suit to our parents.


   For that reason I made sure my cock was still in her when the next four
or five shots jetted out.  Both of us sort of sagged then and the horse
staggered around a little bit.

   As it turned out that was the perfect thing for the horse to do at that
particular moment because Andy Turner had been questioning the horse,
trying to figure out who was in it, and he had finally announced that he
just couldn't figure it out.  So when we came and the horse sagged, it
looked like whoever was in it was disappointed that he had failed or
something and everybody started clapping and shouting.  Mrs.  Barsowski,
the principal came over and announced that the horse was the obvious winner
of the contest, since no one could figure out who we were.

   On the other hand, it wasn't so perfect, because now here we were, her
pussy full of my cum, my now flaccid dick hanging out of the front of my
boxer shorts, her boobs showing, and everybody expected us to "unmask".

   I started to panic.  But Sandy was better on her feet.  Very calmly she
said "We can't get out of the suit just yet, but it's Sandy and Larry."
There were cheers and groans and people started laughing, but thankfully
the music started and everybody began to dance.  That gave us the
opportunity to wander off to the locker room.

   I was in a daze, so I don't really remember much about our "unmasking"
in the locker room.  I know that once we got out of the suit Sandy just
stood there, clothed only in soaked panties and looked at me.  She was
beautiful.  She didn't say a word, just got dressed.

   I must have been standing there like a bump on a log because she turned
around, pointed at my crotch and said "You need to put that away now and
get dressed before someone comes in here and sees us." I remember looking
down and being surprised to see my dick hanging out of the front of my
boxers.

   I do remember that when we went back out people gathered around us and
patted us on the back and so on, and I remember being scared that there
would be some odor around us that would tip them all off, but no one said
anything.  Sandy stayed pretty much with me the rest of the night too,
which made me feel better.  I mean if she was really mad at me she'd have
gone off to stay with her friends, right?

   But I had a bad feeling about what would happen when we left the party.

   She didn't say anything, though, as we drove back home.  Dad was the
only one still up when we got home, and he just nodded at us and went back
to napping in the chair with the TV on.  So when I threw off all my clothes
and crawled into bed I still had no idea when Sandy would try to kill me or
something.

   I was almost asleep when I sensed the door opening and the hall light
shone into my room.  I could tell it was Sandy, because I could see an
obviously female form.  I got ready for the war to start.

   But all she did was come over and sit on the edge of the bed.  "Dad just
went to bed." she said.

   "Uh Oh" I thought to myself.  Our parents had their room on the other
side of the house from us and would never hear her beating me to death.

   "Larry?" came her voice softly.  Here it came.

   "Uh, yeah?" I said lamely.  I tensed up so when she hit me it wouldn't
hurt as much.

   "When we ...  when you ...  ummm ...  when your penis was in my ...  did
you ...  cum in me tonight?" She didn't sound mad.  I was confused.

   "Um ...  I think so." That was the understatement of the year.  I must
have pumped a quart into her.  "I'm sorry Sandy, I don't even know how it
happened, but yeah, I think I did cum in you."

   She just kept sitting there quietly for a minute.  Then she took a deep
breath and blew it right back out, like she had made some kind of decision.
I tensed up again.

   "You know I'm not on the pill or anything." she said.

   "I sort of figured that" I came back.  I decided to throw myself on my
sword.  "But all I could think about at that moment was that if I
splattered all over the inside of the suit that Mom would see it and know
what it was and so I ..."

   I knew it sounded lame so I just quit.

   I suddenly realized she was naked.  I mean stark naked.  She had come
into my room naked.  Suddenly my dick thought it was time for another
shower.  It made a tent of the sheet covering me and I saw her notice it.

   Then she reached out and pulled the sheet down.  My dick was bent over
and when the sheet came free it bobbed and waved for a second before it
proudly settled like a cannon ready to blow my head off.  I stared at it
horrified, knowing she would think I was some kind of animal.

   She started talking again and I didn't even register the first sentence
or so.  But then she said something that cut straight through the fog in my
brain.

   Basically it went something like this: "So you put your sperm in my
pussy, and I might even be pregnant, but I didn't actually get fucked. 
Well I don't think that's fair at all.  I mean it felt really good, and I'm
not sorry it happened, but it isn't fair that you got your rocks off and
all I got was maybe knocked up."

   Now that sounds like she was getting riled up, but you have to
understand that while she was saying this stuff her hand reached out and
took hold of my boner and started stroking it and playing with it.

   I began to get the idea I might actually live through the night after
all.  This sounded like there might be some kind of negotiations that could
save me.  So I gave it a shot.

   "Um..OK, I understand.  What do you want me to do?" I asked in my most
sincere voice.

   She jacked on my cock several more times.  "Does it always get this big
and this hard?" she asked casually.

   "Well, yeah, I guess it does." I said back.  Where was she going with
this?

   "OK" she said matter-of-factly.  "I've thought it over and I've decided.
I want you to do something for me."

   Now I figured I'd find out what was going on.  Maybe she wanted my
allowance or something, or I'd have to do all her chores.  "OK, shoot. 
Whatever you think is fair I'll do it." I thought I could maybe argue about
it later on.

   "Good" she said and the next thing I knew she was climbing up on the
bed, had her knees straddling me and her pussy was hovering over my rampant
dick.  "I want to feel it inside me - really inside me - and I want to have
an orgasm while it's in me."

   You could have knocked me over with a feather.  "But ..."

   "You promised." she said in that whiney voice I had always hated before
this moment.

   She began to let herself down onto my cock.  I helped by holding it
straight up.  At first, when her labia slid around and over the head it
felt just like it had before.  Then with a grunt she sat down hard.

   I know she had never had sex before.  Well, not before the horse anyway.
I mean I knew she was a virgin.  I had always heard that it hurt the girl a
lot the first time and that a lot of girls hated it the first time they
tried it.

   But Sandy didn't act like it hurt.  When her butt hit my balls she
groaned, but it was kind of like the groan my father makes when mom
massages his shoulders after a hard day.  Then I couldn't really focus on
her, because the most wonderful feeling came to my cock.  Suddenly it was
surrounded by hot wet woman for the very first time.  Her pussy squeezed it
all over at the same time and I almost shot my wad right then and there. 
But it felt SO good that I didn't want it to end right then and there, so I
clamped down on my dick and bit my cheek at the same time.

   Then Sandy started rocking back and forth.  She leaned forward and
scraped that neat little bump all along the top of my cock as she pulled
off of it and then sat back down.  This put those delicious breasts with
their inch long nipples right in my face.  Those nipples looked so
delicious that I had to taste them so I sucked one into my mouth and
started gnawing on it like it was taffy.  That got a hiss of indrawn air
from her and she started rocking with a vengeance.

   Suddenly she started moaning and saying my name over and over again. 
Pretty soon I was really glad our parents' bedroom was so far away because
she got loud.  Her pussy clamped down on my dick again and she came.  I
knew she was cumming even though I had never seen a woman cum before.  She
had never acted like this ever in our lives.  She sounded like she was in
the most horrible pain, but was smiling and laughing and writhing all over
me so I knew she was having that orgasm she wanted so badly.

   I was actually proud.

   She slowed down and hung her head over mine.  "You didn't cum did you?"
she asked.

   "No, I figured I had already done enough damage for one day" I joked.

   "Good" she said "because I've heard that a girl can have more than one
orgasm at a time.  Roll us over.  I want you on top for the next one."

   Wow.  Who was I to question my sister.  We rolled and as I ended up on
top of her she cast her legs wide open.  I got my knees dug into the bed
and bore down on her, impaling her to the balls.

   "Ohhhhh" she groaned again "Larry you have no idea how good that feels."


   She was wrong, of course, because I knew EXACTLY how good it felt.  It
felt so good I felt the cum rising from my balls again.  I was buried in
her but I didn't move.  Her hips arched up off the bed, trying to get some
movement.  "Just hold still for a minute" I said.  "If you keep doing that
I'm going to have another accident."

   Her hips pushed up at me again.  "As long as I get to feel that
wonderful feeling again I don't care if you have two accidents" she moaned.


   I was astounded.  I stared into her eyes.  She explained "Larry, if you
came in me already tonight the damage is done.  So for tonight only you can
come in me all you want, but please help me get off again." Her hips arched
again.

   Well.  Being a young man who had taken lots of showers, I knew how many
times I could squirt and how long between squirts it would take to get hard
again.  So I pulled back and started pounding her like I was trying to
drive her through the bed.

   "Ohhhhh yess Larry ...  that's it baby ...  deeper ...  deeper Yess Yess
YESS YESSSSSSS!!!!"

   Her pussy clamped down on me again and this time it actually fluttered.
It was amazing.  It was also irresistible.  I blew her full of cum
instantly.  I pounded in deep and stayed there as my dick spat gob after
gob of thick creamy sperm into her womb.  Cum flowed like a river.

   Fifteen minutes later I came in her again.

   The next time took half an hour.

   By the time we were finally exhausted I had jetted my seed into her
sweet belly three times.  Then, with me still in her, she reached over, set
the alarm for five in the morning, and cuddled up to me.  We lay there
naked and entwined, sleeping, for the rest of the night.

   That was in October of our Junior year of High School.  The next day I
made overtures toward her, but she shook her head no.  "Larry, last night
mustn't happen again.  If I'm not already pregnant you'd knock me up within
a week if last night was anything like normal.  We just can't do it any
more."

   She was serious too.  No more nooky was allowed.

   It turned out she was not pregnant.  Big sigh of relief.  Once she was
sure of that she did agree to oral sex, and for the next two years we had
great oral sex on many many occasions.  But she never would let my dick
near her pussy after that.

   Until we graduated.

   That summer we talked about college and decided to go together.  She
insisted that we share an apartment.  I had a full scholarship in Biology
that was being sponsored by a big bio tech company with the agreement that
I'd go to work for them.  I had to intern during summers, but they paid me
a regular wage then, and during the school year I got a stipend to live on.
Sandy got a part time job and pursued an Art degree.

   We found a nice, if small apartment and moved our stuff in.  There was
only one bedroom, but there was a couch that folded out into a bed.  I
offered to use that, but Sandy said "We'll see."

   It took us the rest of the afternoon to get everything moved in and
unpack the things we needed right away.

   Sandy stopped to take a shower and came out dressed in her big
terrycloth robe.  "Your turn" she said.  "You stink.  I'll fix some supper
while you're cleaning up.  And don't play with yourself in there either.  I
know what I want for dessert."

   So I took my first shower in our new apartment and didn't even get the
chance to decorate the shower walls with my spunk.  I didn't exactly
grumble about it, because I knew how talented her mouth was by now.  I
hurried.

   "Hurry up, it's almost ready." came her voice.

   I combed my hair and went out of the bathroom into the bedroom,
expecting to get dressed and go to the kitchen, so I could eat ...  so she
could eat.

   She was on the bed, stark naked, knees drawn up, with her pussy lips
pulled apart a little bit, like they were saying "Here boy ...  come on ...
good boy."

   OK, I could eat dessert before dinner.  I'd done it plenty of times
before.  I crawled on the bed and kissed those pussy lips, slipping my
tongue into her a little like I knew she liked.  I felt her fingers in my
hair, pulling, and thought she wanted me to work over her clitty, so I
moved up there.

   But she kept pulling.

   So I went up to those strawberry nipples and sucked on them for a while.

   But she kept pulling.

   When we were face to face she had this dreamy sort of look on her face.
"Put it in me" she said.

   "In you?" I was behind the power curve.

   "Your penis." she said "I want it in me."

   "But we don't do that." I said.  Stupid, stupid, stupid.

   "We do now" she said.

   She didn't let me up until I had cum in her twice and she had had a half
dozen orgasms.  Then we ate dinner.  Then she crawled up on the table and
offered herself to me there.  It was crazy.

   I was deep in her, about to squirt for the third time in an hour.  "So
why didn't you tell me you got on the pill?" I asked.

   Her pussy slammed up onto my prick as she started cumming again.

   "What pill?" she said, her eyes all glassy looking.

   "The pill that's going to keep me from fucking a baby in you right this
instant." I grunted.  My cock was already leaking and a nice healthy spurt
of spunk was only about a half second away.

   Her eyes cleared.  "We're not in High School any more Larry.  I can have
three or four babies now."

   With an explosion of emotion and semen, I got started on the first one.


   


  
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