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Spelunkers (MF, inc, con) 
By Day Dreamer (c) 1992

***

After a great deal of arm-twisting, my sister Bonnie and I
agreed to attend a family reunion with our parents.  We had
attended reunions before, and to put it mildly, found them
about as interesting as watching paint dry.  Bonnie and I were
always the only young people there, and all the conversations
about things that happened years before we were born just about
bored us out of our gourds.  Even so, out of love and loyalty
for our parents, we agreed to go one more time.

At nineteen, just two years younger than I, Bonnie is a very
attractive young lady.  Well, no, that's not so--she's more
than just attractive--she's beautiful.  With short blonde hair,
blue eyes, and a figure that would give a mummy a hard-on,
she's a one-hundred-percent knock-out.  If she hadn't been my
sister, I would have lusted after her day and night.  (That
statement's not entirely accurate, either.  In truth, I
secretly hungered for her even though she was my sister: I just
didn't show it or let anyone know how I felt. In more erotic
fantasies than I can count, I've explored every inch of
Bonnie's gorgeous body and have made love to her in every
conceivable position.  The old brother-sister taboo, though,
kept me from attempting to turn fantasy into real life.)

Just as we expected, the reunion was no different from those in
the past.  The whole clan was there with tents and campers,
ready for a weekend of familial fun.  Mom and Dad had pulled a
camper for us to stay in, and Bonnie and I had come in my car.
Just like at previous reunions, other than Bonnie and I, the
youngest person there was in his forties.  Because of that, it
didn't take long for the two of us to start looking for
something to do that was more interesting than listening to
family tales we had already heard several times.

Bonnie told me that while we were at the last reunion she had
found a cave located in a cliff only about half a mile from the
reunion grounds.  Over the past several year, Bonnie had
developed an interest in spelunking and suggested that we slip
away from the crowd and explore the cave.  Crawling around in a
musty old cave didn't particularly appeal to me, but it did
seem more interesting than the boring alternatives.  After I
got a flashlight from the car, Bonnie and I left without
telling anyone where we were going.

The cave turned out to be much larger than I had expected.  We
could walk in it without having to stoop and before long we had
explored quite deeply into its passages.  Even though we came
to several branches along the way, neither of us were worried--
we had the flashlight and were confident we could easily
retrace our steps.  After a while, we grew a little tired and
decided to stop and rest a few moments.  We were inside a small
room and sat down on a smooth flat rock that was in its middle.
The room slanted off to one side where there was a deep, wide
fissure.  We agreed that with holes like that it might be
dangerous to proceed further, and we decided to return to the
outside.  As we stood up, Bonnie dropped the flashlight.  We
both watched sickenly as it cast crazy light patterns on the
wall and rolled toward the deep fissure.  I made a grab for it,
but was too late.  We could hear the echoes of its bouncing
down the hole and knew it was lost forever.  Stygian darkness
surrounded us, and we were unable to see even our fingers right
in front of our eyes.

"Oh, God," Bonnie moaned.  "It's so dark.  I can't see a
thing."  I felt her hands clutch me as she wrapped her arms
around me and drew her body up close to mine.  With a catch of
fright in her voice, she whispered, "What are we going to do,
Jimmy?  With all those holes around here, I'm afraid to try to
grope our way out in the dark."

"Yeah, me too," I said.  "Our best bet is to just stay put
right here until somebody finds us.  After a few hours they'll
miss us and send out a search party.  About the worse that can
happen is that we'll get a little hungry and thirsty."  I
wrapped my arms around her and held her even closer to me.  I
wasn't sure how she had reacted to my words, so I tried to
convey comfort through physical contact.  I hadn't really
convinced myself of the truth of my words, but I didn't want
Bonnie to know how uncertain I felt.  Being her big brother, I
felt I needed to put on a good front.

We sat there like that for a long time, silence surrounding us.
I was acutely aware of the pressure of Bonnie's full, soft
breast pressing against my arm, and even under our present
circumstances, couldn't help but feel arousal from the contact
of her flesh with mine.  Though I fought against it, my cock
began to swell and come erect.  I mentally chastised myself for
having such a perverted reaction to my sister, but the years of
secret hungering for her wouldn't be denied.  The heat of her
thigh pressed against mine and the sensuous feeling generated
from our bodies held tightly against each other caused my
arousal to climb higher and higher.

Bonnie broke the silence by saying, "We didn't tell anyone
where we were going.  How will people know to look for us
in this cave?  Oh, God, Jimmy, what if they don't look for us
here.  We can die in this place."

With a bravado I really didn't feel, I replied, "Bonnie, our
folks know about your interest in spelunking.  Don't worry,
it's just a matter of time before somebody thinks to come look
for us here."

Seemingly satisfied, Bonnie lapsed into another long silence.
Then, very quietly, she said, "You know, Jimmy, if we do die in
here there's one thing I really regret."

I squeezed her tightly and said, "Bonnie, quit thinking such
morbid thoughts.  Just relax, we're not even close to dying."

"I just hope you're right," she said, her voice revealing she
was unconvinced.

"Even though we're not going to die, what's this big regret you
have?" I asked, trying to tease away some of her anxiety.

"I'm sorry I...um...well, I'm sorry I haven't ever...uh...you
know...made it with a guy."

"You've never had sex?  You're still a virgin?"

"Yeah, I'm still a virgin.  Isn't that something?  Oh, Jimmy,
I'm afraid we're going to die in here, and I'll never get to
find out if sex is as good as all my girlfriends say it is.
God, Jimmy, I don't want to die and still be a virgin."

I was surprised and taken aback by her words.  I had never
considered the possibility of Bonnie's still being a virgin.
With her being as vivacious and pretty as she was, I assumed
that some lucky boy had stolen her feminine treasure long ago.
Actually, I thought she was far more sexually active than I was
and probably made love to boys on a regular basis.  Finding my
assumptions were wrong filled me with an expanded feeling of
love for my little sister and made me feel even more protective
of her.

I felt other, far different, emotions, also.  The arousal I had
already experienced rose even higher, and I felt an intense
desire to be the one who took her virginity, who first explored
all the sexual delights of her nubile little body.  Her
confession that she wanted to have a boy plumb the depths of
her virgin vagina and make her a woman in every sense only
intensified my desire for her.  As these thoughts fanned the
flames of my secret fantasy, my cock grew completely rigid and
hard.  I knew it was bulging out the front of my tennis shorts
and was thankful for the darkness, relieved that Bonnie
couldn't see how she was affecting me.

"Bonnie, we are NOT going to die!" I said emphatically, forcing
the perverted thoughts and desires from my mind.

"But it COULD happen, couldn't it?"

I wrapped my arms more tightly about her and replied, "Well,
it's possible for ANYTHING to happen, but the odds of THAT
happening are awfully long."

Bonnie snuggled up closer to me and I could feel her hand move
between my legs, to the area between my thighs.  She stroked
her fingers up and down, moving them lightly over my sensitive
skin.  With her mouth close to my ear, she whispered, "Even if
the odds are in our favor, I still don't want to take a chance.
Jimmy, I know we're brother and sister and we aren't supposed
to do such things, but will you make love to me?  Will you take
my virginity and let me find out what sexual love is like?"

Now I really was taken aback.  Even as aroused as I was, all I
could say was, "God, Bonnie, do you know what you're asking?"

"Yes, I know exactly what I'm asking.  I'm asking you to forget
I'm your sister, to just pretend I'm one of your girlfriends
and love me the way you would one of them.  Jimmy, I'm asking
you to fuck me, to fuck me and make a woman of me."  With those
words, her hand moved up and made contact with the bulge my
cock was making in the front of my shorts.  She gasped when she
felt my hardness and said, "Oh, God, you're hard right now,
aren't you?"  She stoked her fingers up and down the length of
my shaft and softly asked, "You want to do it, too, don't you?"

The sensation of her hand stroking my cock was so pleasurable
I almost moaned aloud.  The darkness seemed to enhance the
touch, and if possible, to make it even more erotic.  My answer
came out in almost a hiss.  "Yeessss, oh yes!  You're the most
sexy and beautiful girl I know, and you can tell from where you
hand is that I'd be lying if I said I didn't.  But you're my
sister."

"Please, Jimmy, no one is ever going to know.  I really need
you to do this for me."  She groped for my hand, and after
finding it, placed it on her breast.  "See, my boobs feel just
like those of any other girl, don't they?  It's completely dark
and you can pretend I'm just one of your girlfriends.  God, how
I've envied those girls you take out.  One of them told me what
a great lover you are, and I got so jealous I wanted to snatch
her hair out."

"Jealous?  What do you mean?"

"I mean just exactly what it sounds like I mean.  I would never
tell you this if we weren't in this situation, but I've had a
secret fantasy for years now of you and me making out.  God,
Jimmy, I've even thought about your being the one who would
take my virginity.  I guess maybe it was the secret hope that
it would be you that has kept me a virgin.  Anyway, when Lisa
told me how good you were, I got just plain out and out
jealous."  She laughed wryly and said, "That's a perverted way
for a sister to act, isn't it?  Are you shocked?"

"No, but I am surprised.  I never imagined you felt that way
about me.  You haven't shown even a trace of your feelings."

"Well, I figured if I did it would shock you to death, that you
would think I'm some kind of weirdo or something.  You're
really not shocked?  Really and truly?"

"No, and since it's true confession time, I guess I need to
admit that the reason I'm not shocked is that I'm just as bad
as you are.  Bonnie, I've had sexual yearnings for you ever
since you reached puberty.  I've wanted to make love to you far
more than I ever did with any of the girls I've taken out.  In
my mind, you're far more beautiful and desirable than any of
them."  I gave her breast a gentle squeeze and said, "Now I
guess it's your turn to be shocked."

In a soft little voice, Bonnie said, "Shocked?  Yeah, sort of.
But shocked good, not bad.  What I really am is glad."   She
renewed her touching of my cock and said, "Oh, God, I'm more
than glad.  I'm happy, happy that you feel the same way I do."
She squeezed my cock and said, "I'm one more thing, too: I'm...
I'm just plain horny.  Oh, God, I've never felt this horny
before in my whole life.  I'm even starting to make my panties
wet."

I could hardly believe the way Bonnie was coming on.  I had
fantasized about our doing what we were doing now, but those
fantasies were the stuff of dreams, nothing I could ever hope
to actually experience.  Now Bonnie was telling me she had the
same sort of feelings about me, and not only that, she wanted
me to turn my fantasies into reality by making love to her, by
being the first boy to explore the depths of her virgin pussy.
My cock jerked as I visualized it's penetrating the hot, wet
well hidden between her legs.  The image flamed my lust, and I
wanted to make it into reality.  Suddenly, the fact that Bonnie
was my sister was no longer important.  Even though I knew I
might feel guilty later about taking advantage of the
situation, I had the chance now to live out my fantasies.  It
was an opportunity I might never get again, and I surrendered
my resistance, surrendered by body wholly to her desires.

Although I was enjoying the feel of my hand on her breast, I
knew I would even more enjoy exploring inside her panties and
finding out just how wet she was getting.  Slowly, I moved my
hand down, tracing a path down to her most feminine spot, that
secret area hidden away at the juncture of her thighs.  I moved
my hand down to her waist and then over the little swell of her
belly.  When I came to the vee between her legs, she spread her
thighs apart, giving my hand free access to explore everything
it found there.

I moved my hand down to the inside of one of her thighs and
ran my fingertips in light strokes over her smooth skin.
Moving upward, my fingers came to the bottom of the loose-
fitting running shorts she had on.  I crept my fingers up into
the leg hole and sought out the evidence of arousal she had
described, the wetness of a woman experiencing sexual excite-
ment.  The realization that I had my hand inside my sister's
shorts right next to her vagina, that I was making my erotic
fantasies come true, made my hand tremble and my breathing
become labored.  Delving in a little further, my fingers came
to the silken fabric of her panties.  The finger tips were
right on top of the tightly stretched span covering her vulva,
and I pressed them in and ran them up and down the indentation
they found there.  Bonnie moaned softly in reaction to the
contact and thrust her hips up toward my exploring hand.  The
fabric covering her pussy was damp, just as she said it was,
and she was having as hard a time breathing as I was.  It was
clearly evident she really WAS sexually aroused and that she
wanted to do what we were doing just as much as I did.

I knew the dampness I felt was coming from Bonnie's pussy and
that all that separated my fingers from that most intimate part
of her body was the thin barrier of her panties.  I wanted des-
perately to probe my fingers into that wetness, to feel the
slipperiness of her furrow, and to put my fingers into the
virgin orifice I knew would be at its bottom.  Very gently, I
probed a finger under the elastic of her panty leg and then
lifting the fabric up, moved my fingers directly onto her
sexual flesh.  At first, my fingers encountered only the soft
curls of her pubic hair and the swell of her Mount of Venus.
Then they came to her woman's furrow, that crease running up
and down the area between her thighs.  I dipped my fingers into
her wet slit and lightly stroked her with just my finger tips.
She thrust her hips up and moaned, "Oh, God, oh, Jimmy,
ooohhhhh!"

Bonnie's panties were stretched tight from my hand being under
them, and she said, "Just a second, let me take my shorts and
panties off.  There's not enough room with them on.  You take
your's off, too.  I want to be able to put my hand directly on
what I've been feeling through your shorts."  I pulled my hand
out of Bonnie's shorts and stood up and dropped my shorts and
underwear and stepped out of them.  Rather than put my bare ass
on the hard cold rock, I put my shorts under me to sit on.  I
could hear the sound of Bonnie's clothing brushing against her
legs and suggested she do the same thing with her shorts.  I
felt her shorts brush against my hip as she laid them down and
then she was back down alongside me, her hip against mine.  I
felt her hand grope me along my thigh and she said, "Now, where
were we before we were interrupted."  Her hand moved up my
thigh and into my pubic bush.  I felt her fingers brush against
my cock and then wrap themselves around it.  "Ah, here's where
I was.  Now you find your spot."

Not to be outdone, I moved my hand over to her and felt down
her front until I once more reached her pubis.  Moving lower,
my fingers moved through the softness of her fur and then into
the crease between her labial lips.  The inside of her labia
was slippery with her lubricant and I was able to slide my
fingers up and down the full length of her furrow.  When I came
to the little bump of her clitoris, I stopped and ran my finger
tip in little circles over and around the little nubbin.
Jerking her hips from the contact, she murmured, "Oh, God, yes.
Right there.  You found your spot.  Oh, yes, exactly the right
spot."

Bonnie squeezed my cock and then reached under it and touched
her fingers against my balls, rubbing them lightly over all the
wrinkled skin of my scrotum.  "I wish there was some light in
here," she said. "I've never seen a penis before, and I would
like to be able to see this.  Your penis is so long and hard.
I'll bet it's just beautiful to look at."

I couldn't help but laugh at her comment.  "Well, I've never
thought of my cock as being beautiful before, but you're right
about it's being dark.  Your pussy feels so good, and I sure
would like to see it.  If your pussy is as pretty as the rest
of you, then it's absolutely out of this world."

"`Feels good' is right," she answered.  "What you're doing down
there makes it feel REAL good.  This is the first time anyone
except me has touched me there, and it feels sooo goooood."

Encouraged by her words, I moved my fingers down between her
labial lips and found the opening to her vagina.  I made
circles around it with a finger tip and then probed it into the
opening.  She spread her legs even further apart, telling me by
that action that she wanted more of such treatment.  Obliging
her, I turned my hand back and forth and slowly pushed my
finger in until it came to her maidenhead.  "God," I thought,
"she was telling the truth.  She really IS a virgin." I had
never had a virgin before, and my cock jerked as I envisioned
my cock's penetrating the flesh my finger was now enjoying.

Bonnie's fingers had left my balls and were now back on my
cock.  As I paid homage to her sexual flesh, she returned the
honor, squeezing and rubbing up and down the rigid length of my
cock.  A flow of pre-come had oozed out the eye of my cock and
coated its swollen head.  As her fingers moved up to that area,
they encountered the wetness and spread it over the full length
of cock.  My pleasure mounted with each stroke and more pre-
come flowed out onto hand.  In just a few moments, the wetness
of my cock matched that of Bonnie's slickened furrow and I was
jerking my hips toward her hand and moaning from pleasure.

I worked my finger in and out of Bonnie's hot, tight hole,
imitating with my finger the action I planned soon for my cock.
As I pushed my finger in and out, I stroked her clitoris with
the tip of my thumb, just lightly brushing back and forth
across the hard little button nestled between her nether lips.
She jerked her hips to and fro and turned them in small little
circles as I ministered to her.  Her moans were now matching
mine and both our bodies were practically writhing in ecstasy.

Suddenly, the motion of Bonnie's hips stopped and I could feel
her body stiffen against me, growing rigid.  "Oooooooh,
Jimmmieeeee!" she cried, her voice strained from pleasure.  She
clamped her thighs against my hand and the flesh within her
furrow quivered.  I felt small spasms move through the muscles
of her stomach under where my arm was against her.  Her vagina
gripped my finger, holding it like a vise within the depths of
her sex.  Wave after wave of small spasms flowed through her
abdomen and pubis as her orgasm built up and seized her.  Her
hips jerked in little erratic motions as she continued to spasm
and thrust against my hand.  The motion of her hand on my cock
had stopped while she experienced her orgasm, and all I could
feel was her holding it in a hard grip that was almost
uncomfortable in its intensity.  Little, soft mewling sounds of
"oh...oh...oh...oh" came from her mouth as she gradually
relaxed and came down from the heights of her orgasm.  Her
thighs finally fell apart and loosened their grip on my hand,
freeing it from its tight confines.  She laid her head back
against me and whispered, "Oooooh, I came.  Oh, God, I came
long and hard.  I've never felt it like that before.  Oh,
Jimmy, that's the best it's ever been for me." She turned her
face up toward me and I could sense that it was right of mine.
"Thank you for making it so good," she whispered, brushing her
lips against my cheek.

Now recovered from the hard throes of her orgasm, Bonnie
returned her attention to my cock.  She started stroking it up
and down, moving her slick palm up and down it all the way from
its head to where it thickened out at the base.  "Is this the
way a girl is supposed to do a boy?"  Bonnie asked.

"Oh, yeah, just like that.  It's too good, in fact."

"Too good?"

"Uh-huh.  If you keep that up, your hand is fixing to get a
baptism of jism.  God, Bonnie, I'm getting real close to coming
just like you just did."

Bonnie stopped the motions of her hand and said, "Oh, don't
come yet.  You still have to take care of me.  I've heard that
when a boy comes he loses his erection, and I sure don't want
that happen to you.  I need you to be able to make me a woman,
to take my virginity."  She moved her hand to my stomach and
stroked me there in little circles.  Then, in a soft, little-
girl voice, she said, "Jimmy, let's do it now, please.  I want
you to put your penis in me and push it in all the way, all the
way to the bottom, all the way past my maidenhead.  Please,
Jimmy, do me right now."

I stroked my finger up and down her wet woman channel and said,
"Yeah, right now.  I'm so close to coming that if I wait any
longer I might just start coming from thinking about it."

I felt Bonnie move away from me so that she could position
herself for me to take her missionary style.  I held on to her
thigh and said, "This rock is so hard, I'm afraid I might hurt
that sweet ass of yours if we do that way.  Why don't you
straddle me and lower yourself onto me.  That way you won't
bruise yourself on this hard rock."

"Yeah, I like that," she said and moved to where she could
straddle my thighs and position her pussy over my cock.  It
took a lot of feeling and fumbling in the dark to finally get
in the position we were after, but we finally achieved it.
When we were satisfied that we were just right, she said, "Now
what do I do?"

"Just lower yourself down until your pussy reaches my cock.
After we make contact, I'll guide my cock into you.  Then, all
you have to do is slowly lower yourself down onto me.  Do it
real slow and it probably won't hurt much when your maidenhead
breaks."

Even though it was completely dark and I couldn't see Bonnie, I
could picture clearly in my mind what she must look like now.
I could see her pussy, glistening with secretions, gaping open
between her wide-stretched thighs and my cock standing straight
and jerking in little circles just below.  If everything had
been normal, I would have liked to be able to see my cock
penetrate into her, to see it sink inch by inch into her
wetness.  Sill, even in the darkness, I would be able to feel
it as it happened and imagine what it might look like.

Bonnie's hot flesh met mine and we gasped in unison at the
pleasure brought on by the wetness of her pussy touching the
wetness of the head of my cock.  I reached down and took hold
of my cock, moving it up and down her furrow, seeking out a
lodging place at the entrance of her tunnel.  After a few
strokes, I found the opening of her pussy and pressed the head
of my cock into it.  The contact of my cock with her wet labia
had driven my arousal up to its very peak and I was trembling,
on the very brink of orgasm, and needed desperately to get my
cock up inside her.  "There, I've got it in the right spot," I
said.  "Now, just lower yourself down and let me push up inside
you."

Bonnie, apparently, was as aroused as I, and instead of
lowering herself slowly, she pushed down hard.  As she did, my
cock became dislodged from the opening of her vagina and drove
upward into the wetness of her labia.  The hot, slippery flesh
of her labial lips pressed against my cock and the ultra-
sensitive area of my glans rubbed up and down the length of her
furrow.  She moaned, and in her passion, started moving her
hips back and forth over me, pressing her clitoris against my
hard, throbbing cockflesh.

The combination of the erotic pictures I had just had in my
mind with the movement of her warm, slippery flesh over the
underside of my cock was too much.  Without warning, my cock
jerked and throbbed and gush after gush of come spurted out in
hot jets.  I jerked my hips in concert with hers and groaned,
"Oh, God, Bonnie, I can't help it, I'm coming."

"Oh, me too.  Oh, God, I'm coming, too," she moaned.

We moved against each other in frantic motions, orgasmic
pleasure flowing through both our bodies.  Soon, both our pubic
areas were covered in wetness with our juices mingling together
and soaking us both with their flow.  Gradually, our movements
became less desperate, slowing moment by moment until we were
still, our breathing labored and loud.  Bonnie had her arms
wrapped around me and her head on my shoulder, her cheek
pressed against mine.  We were both silent, a feeling almost
like awe over both us.  We were each savoring the afterglow of
our orgasms, relaxing into the utter lassitude that follows
exceptionally good sex.  Finally, I broke the silence and
whispered, "Bonnie, I'm sorry.  I've wanted this for so long,
that I guess the excitement was just too much for me.  Give me
about thirty minutes and I'll be ready to go again."  I pulled
her against me and said, "I'll be able to do the dirty deed in
just a little while."

Bonnie moved her pussy against my now semi-hard cock and said,
"That's okay, you're forgiven.  That was so good, I'll forgive
you for anything.  We'll just count that as foreplay, leading
up to the real thing.  Besides, it looks like we're going to
have lots of time to try just about everything we might want
to."

If ever there were counter-prophetic words spoken, they were
hers.  She had no more than spoken them when we heard distant,
muffled voices shouting, "Bonnie, Jimmy, are you in here?  Hal-
looo, Bonnie...Jimmy."

Bonnie stood up and whispered, "They've found us.  Oh, thank
God."  She shouted in the direction away from us, "Yes, we're
in here.  Down here." Then, with her head apparently turned
back toward me, she whispered,  "Oooh, we've got to get our
clothes back on!  We can't let them find us like this."  I
could hear her feeling around on the rock for her shorts and
underwear as I did the same.  "Oh, God, I'm just soaked.  I'm
sure it will show through my shorts."

I reached out to her and touched her.  "Here," I said, "use my
Jockey shorts to clean up.  I'll do the same and put them in my
pocket." In a few seconds, Bonnie handed the shorts back to me
and I wiped my cock and balls as dry as I could get them from
just being able to feel in the dark.  Holding them in my hand
and after feeling my shorts to be sure I was not putting them
on backwards, I managed to get my shorts on and stuff my under-
wear in my pocket.  "You about presentable?" I whispered.

"I hope so," she whispered back.

Assured that we would present at least a half-way decent
appearance, I shouted, "Hey, down this way.  We're in here."
Then, almost blinding us after being in darkness for so long,
a soft light penetrated into the room where we were.  "Yes,
down here,"  I shouted.  My eyes grew accustomed to the light
and could now see Bonnie.  "Bonnie, you've got your shorts on
backwards," I whispered to her.

"Oh, God!" she whispered and pushed her shorts down and off her
feet.  She turned them around and immediately pulled them back
up.  While she was doing so, she afforded me a view of her
panty-clad bottom and my cock which had shriveled up from the
excitement of being found grew a little at the sight.  She had
regrets while we were in the cave and now I had regrets as we
were going out.  Even with the opportunity that I had, I hadn't
actually gotten my cock into Bonnie's sweet little pussy.  Now
that we were rescued and she didn't face the threat of death,
she would probably be embarrassed about our cave experience and
deny me any other opportunity to satisfy my long-suppressed
desire to make love to my sister.  Even disappointed, though, I
realized that it was probably best that things had worked out
the way they did: we were going to fuck without a rubber and
she might have gotten pregnant.  At least we didn't have that
possibility to worry about.

Dad was the first one into the room.  Bonnie hugged him, and we
both tried to explain at the same time what had happened and
how we had become entrapped in the cave.  Dad told us that we
were missed at supper time and the cave was the first place
they decided to look.  Mom knew about the cave and insisted
they start looking for us there.  Thank goodness for Mom.

When we got back to the camp grounds, Dad was somewhat of a
hero and people made over Bonnie and me, ohing and ahing about
our ordeal.  Everyone gave us their sympathies and tried to
feed us, knowing we were probably hungry from having been
trapped in the cave.  Before long, we were filled and happy,
tired and relaxed.

After the excitement of our being found finally died down,
Bonnie and I were left with just Dad.  "Dad, tell me again how
you knew to look for us in the cave?" I asked.

"Well, your mother and I knew about the cave, and she recalled
Bonnie's interest in caves and suggested we look there first.
As it turned out, she was right."

"You and Mom had already explored the cave?" Bonnie asked.

Dad smiled and said, "Yeah, back when we were just going
together.  I came to a family reunion with her and her folks
and the two of us went up to the cave and explored it."  Dad
grinned and continued, "As a matter of fact, it was there that
we first...uh, it was there that we first really got to know
each other.  Now, don't you go telling her I told you about
that.  According to her, she was a lily-white virgin when we
got married."  Bonnie and I laughed about the joke and agreed
that it would be our own little family secret.

Mom came up right after that and suggested that after our
experience of being cave lost, we might want to go home then,
rather than stay overnight at the reunion.  At the suggestion,
Bonnie gave me an impossible-to-interpret look and quickly
agreed.  Soon, we had our stuff loaded in my car and were on
the road to home.

After we had driven for several miles in silence, I said,
"That's something about Mom and Dad and the cave, isn't it?
Straight-laced old Mom.  Who would have ever thought it?  I
guess we weren't the only ones who got ideas there.  Bonnie,
about what happened in the cave, I want you to know...."

Bonnie reached out a hand and put a finger up to my lips.
"Sssh," she said, a soft smile on her face.  "Let's don't talk
about it now.  Wait until we get home and get cleaned up.  What
I want now is a nice warm shower.  After that, we can talk
about it."  She smiled her secret little smile again and
whispered, "Yes, we'll talk about.  At the very least, we'll
talk about it."

We continued on in silence, each wrapped up in personal
thoughts.  There in the silence, the erotic tension we had
first experienced in the cave filled the air with an almost
palpable presence.

It took Bonnie and me only about forty-five minutes to drive
home from the reunion camp ground.  During this time, neither
of us spoke, and I thought about what might yet happen.
Although her words had been neutral, her expression and tone of
voice conveyed a sense of expectancy, of promises yet unfilled.
We had generated a vast amount of sexual heat earlier, and the
air about us still felt charged with sexual tension.  Despite
this, Bonnie hadn't really given me any indication of how she
felt about what had happened to us, and I worried about what
her reaction might be after she'd had time to reflect.  She
might not sense the eroticism I felt--it might be just all in
my head, a carryover from our gropings in the darkness of the
cave.  The ambiguity of the situation distressed me, and I
hoped our talk would help clear the air and help us find the
meaning of the relationship we had initiated there in the inky
prison of the cave.

When they arrived home, Bonnie took her bag from the car and
said, "Me for a shower."  Turning her head back toward me, she
grinned and added, "It seems somebody I know had an accident
and got something wet and sticky all over me." I couldn't help
but feel encouraged by her remark: if she could joke about it,
then she must not have bad feelings about our situation.

Though it was almost dark, I could see her as she walked up the
steps to the house.  My reaction to the sight was just another
example of my mixed emotions about Bonnie.  Although I was
concerned that she might be thinking I took advantage of her
and the situation and would condemn me for it, at the same time
I couldn't resist appreciating the way her hard little buttocks
twisted back and forth inside her shorts.  That sight reminded
me of how firm and smooth those little globes felt in my hands
when were in the cave and how she seemed to be sex personified.
I remembered, too, how my come had shot out all over her pussy.
I could imagine how it was still on her and making her pussy
wet and slippery.  Those thoughts coupled with seeing her ass
cheeks move in such perfect harmony brought my cock to a semi-
erection.  I mentally kicked myself about the way I had come
too quickly and had blown what was probably the only chance I
would ever have to fully explore my sister Bonnie's sweet body.
She may have been smiling when she said it, but her reference
to "accident" hurt.

I also needed a shower and immediately headed for the bathroom.
Just before I turned on my shower, I could hear the shower in
the hall bathroom start and knew Bonnie was showering too. I
couldn't resist mental images of her standing naked under the
shower.  I remembered how her unclothed body had felt in my
hands in the complete darkness of the cave and imagined what
it would look like in the light.  My recriminations about the
way our adventures in the cave had turned out were made worse
by the thought that now I probably would never get to see
Bonnie in the nude, to fully know the beauties of her little
body.  I finished my shower and put on a pair of pajama
bottoms.  Then, after going to the refrigerator and getting a
beer, I waited for Bonnie in the den.  She had said we would
talk after we got home and showered, and I needed for us to
talk.  More than anything else, I needed to apologize to her
and make her understand how I felt.

Bonnie came into the den dressed in a short terry-cloth robe,
drying her hair with a towel.  She sat down on the couch
directly across from the easy chair that I was in.  After a
while she finished her hair and dropped the towel on the floor.
Then leaning back and tucking the robe between her spread-apart
legs, she looked up and with a shy smile said,  "I guess we
need to talk, don't we?"

Talking slowly and distinctly, trying to make sure I didn't
stammer, I said, "Bonnie, I'm sorry about what happened.  I
know I took advantage of the situation we were in and took
advantage of your vulnerability.  All I can say is that I'm
sorry and apologize."

A mixture of expressions came across Bonnie's face.  First she
looked surprised, then amused, and, finally, loving.  "YOU took
advantage of ME?  YOU took advantage of MY vulnerability?" she
said in a soft voice.  She got up from the couch and came over
and sat on the arm of my chair.  Bending over, she stroked my
cheek lightly and then put her lips to mine in a quick, gentle
kiss.  She laughed then, a soft musical laugh, and said, "Oh,
Jimmy...sweet, sweet Jimmy.  I'm so lucky to have a brother
like you."

Bonnie put an arm around my shoulder and leaned against me.
Taking my hand in hers, she said, "Jimmy, YOU didn't take
advantage of ME.  It was the other way around--I took advantage
of you.  I planned for what happened to happen.  Oh, I don't
mean losing the flashlight and getting stuck there in the cave,
but I planned for us to make love or for me to at least let you
know how I felt."

"You did?  What are you talking about?  I don't understand."

"You don't know anything about that cave, do you?" Bonnie
asked.  I shook my head.  "Well, I didn't either until they
talked about it at one my Spelunkers Club meetings.  As it
turns out, that cave is known as Lover's Cave and the rock we
sat on is called Virginity Rock.  It seems that lovers have
been using that cave for over a hundred years and countless
virgins have been deflowered right there on that rock.  It's
accepted knowledge that if a girl agrees to go to the cave with
a boy, she is agreeing to let the boy make love to her.
Remember Dad telling us about how he and Mom visited the cave?
He as much as said that was where he first made out with Mom."
Bonnie laughed softly and continued,  "It's kind of funny that
you thought that just Mom and Dad and the two of us were the
only ones who had ever used the cave for that purpose.  We were
probably lucky the cave wasn't in use when we went there."

Bonnie stood up and then moved in front me.  Spreading her legs
apart, she straddled my legs and sat down, settling her bottom
on top of my groin.  Reaching out, she linked her hands behind
my neck,  causing our groins to press against each other.  With
her so close to me like that, I started wondering if she had
anything on underneath her robe.  It was just long enough that
it concealed her vee, so without reaching down and lifting up
the front of her robe, I could only speculate as to what was
under the softness of the white terry-cloth fabric.  It also
came to me that it was appropriate that the robe was white.
White stood for virginity, and as a result of my ineptness,
Bonnie was still a virgin.

Wonder about her attire was not the only thing that started.
The warmth and nearness of her pussy and little ass cheeks to
my cock caused it to react, and it soon was a hard knot
pressing up into her body.  It was quite apparent that she was
aware of my erection because, vixen-like, she squirmed her
groin against mine.  She couldn't help but know she was
arousing me, and she appeared to be revelling in it.

"Anyway," Bonnie continued, "when I found out we were going to
the reunion, it got me to thinking.  There I was a virgin and
we would be going near a place renowned for the sundering of
maidenheads.  I was ready to give up my maidenhood and I had
fantasized about your being the one who would do it."  With a
crooked grin, Bonnie went on, "From that point on, big brother,
I plotted your seduction."

Bonnie's words caused my cock to come to full erection and she
thrust herself against it.  "But we were in real danger; you
really were frightened," I said.

Bonnie frowned and said, "Yeah, I sure didn't plan anything
like that.  All I planned was to get you to make love to me.
Being in danger just made it more imperative for you to do it
right then."  Bonnie got a sheepish look on her face and said,
"Like an eager beaver, though, I got carried away and spoiled
it."

"It's probably a good thing, too.  I didn't have any rubbers,
and you might have gotten pregnant."

Grinning crookedly again, Bonnie said, "Ha, that's what you
think.  You may not know it, but the deviousness of your little
sister has no limits.  When I found out two months ago that we
were going to the reunion, I started taking birth control
pills.  I'm in no danger of getting pregnant."

Her humor was infectious, and I grinned in response.  "Do you
realize you just used the present tense, not the past tense?"

"Yeah, how about that?"  Bonnie locked her eyes with mine and
pressed her pussy against my now throbbing cock.  Her eyes were
wide, filled with a smoky, luminous glow.  The eroticism I had
felt earlier seemed to permeate the room as we looked into each
other's eyes.  Then, without breaking our silence and moving as
in slow motion, she leaned forward and brought her mouth to
mine.  Our lips pressed together, gently and softly at first,
then with more force.  Bonnie's lips spread and I opened mine
in concert.  Our tongues met, the tips brushing against each
other.  They soon became more insistent, swirling into each
other's mouths and caressing each other with soft, liquid
touches.  She locked her arms behind my neck and pulled herself
closer into me, rubbing her breasts against my chest.  Just as
I had in the cave, I started breathing hard, my passion rising
higher and higher.  The kiss was so sweet, our passions so in
harmony, that I would have been happy to stay like that
forever.

Bonnie finally pulled away, breathing hard, and murmured, "Oh,
God, Jimmy!"  She squirmed her breasts against my chest turning
them in little circles and rubbing her nipples against me.  Her
pussy pushed down hard on my cock, and I could feel its heat
through my pajama bottoms.  Locking her eyes once again with
mine, she said, "We're all alone in the house, just the two of
us.  Mom and Dad won't be home until tomorrow night."  Moving
her mouth to where her lips just brushed against mine, she
softly said, "Let's forget about who's taking advantage of who.
We've got unfinished business--we started something in the
cave, and we need to finish it." Pushing her pussy hard against
my cock, she whispered, "I NEED for us to finish it."

I felt between us to find the tie to her robe and undid it.  As
I started to tug on the cloth, she leaned back, giving me room
to pull the fabric away and reveal what was under it.  With a
final tug, the robe fell away and allowed the round globes of
her breasts to appear.  They were perfect, firm and soft at the
same time, and every bit as beautiful as I had imagined so many
times in my fantasies.  As the cloth came away from her
stomach, a pair of brief bikini panties came into view.  They
were flesh colored and so thin and wispy that they were almost
invisible.  A faint swatch of dark blonde showed down between
Bonnie's legs, her pubic hair shining through as a testimony to
the sheerness of her silken briefs.

Bonnie took one hand from my neck and shrugged the sleeve off
from that arm.  Reversing herself, she repeated the operation
with the other arm.  As the sleeve came off, the robe fell to
the floor and Bonnie was completely naked except for her little
wisp of panties.  With a smile so lascivious I couldn't imagine
its being on my sister's face, she put a hand under one of her
breasts and lifted it up to me.  She licked her lips and
whispered, "Do you like?"

"Oh, God, Bon, they're beautiful.  No, they're more than that--
they are perfect."

Bonnie reached down and pulled one of my hands up to her
breast, saying, "Touch them then." I kneaded the soft globe in
my hand and lightly rubbed my thumb across the nipple.  Bonnie
closed her eyes and whispered, "Yes, like that.  That's what
they need.  That's what they've been waiting for." I brought my
other hand up and stroked both her breasts in unison, caressing
them with my fingers and palms, alternating between feather-
soft touches and hard squeezes.  "Ohhh, that's so nice.  I love
having your hands on my boobs.  I could hardly wait to get home
so that we could do this."

Not only did Bonnie's breasts look beautiful, they looked
delectable, and I had to have them in my mouth, to taste their
sweetness.  I took my hands away and dropped my mouth to one of
her nipples.  It was hard, standing out in erection, and I
stroked my tongue across it, using just the tip, in little cat
licks.  "Oh, yes.  Oooooh, good.  Sooo good," Bonnie murmured,
throwing her head back and lifting her breasts up for my oral
caresses.

There is no better way to describe it: I feasted on her
breasts, mouthing the nipples and trying to take as much of the
areolae and white flesh surrounding them into my mouth as I
could.  Her hands, which she had behind my neck, squeezed and
stroked me, and soft murmurs of delight and pleasure were
produced by each of my soft bites and oral caresses.  She
pushed her panty-covered pussy hard down onto my cock and
cried, "Oh, God, Jimmy, you're driving me crazy.  I'm worse off
now than I was in the cave."

As I made love to Bonnie's breasts, I put my hands under her
buttocks and kneaded and squeezed them.  Not content with
having to feel them through even the thin fabric of her
panties, I put my hand down underneath them and stroked and
caressed the soft, smooth skin of her ass.  As I delved my
fingers down into the cleft between her ass cheeks, I came to
wetness.  Her flow of feminine juices was coating her all
between the legs, and she was slick and slippery even up to the
cheeks of her ass.

Moving my fingers down the slick channel of her ass, I came to
the little crinkled rosebud of her anus.  I made little circles
around it with my finger tip and stroked softly across its
surface.  She clamped her cheeks together, trapping my finger
there, and bounced up and down on it, clearly enjoying the
sensations of my anal caresses.

Bonnie pulled back, taking her breasts away from my mouth, and
said, "Let's get completely naked.  I've been feeling your cock
pushing against me, and I want to see it, to touch it without
anything in the way.  I wanted so badly to see it when we were
in the cave, and now I want to take advantage of the light."

Bonnie squirmed herself off my legs and stood in front of me.
She reached down and undid the button holding my pajama bottoms
on and started tugging them down, trying to get them off me.  I
lifted my ass to assist her, and she soon had them down and
pulled off my feet.  She immediately pushed my knees apart and
knelt down in front of me.  Reaching a hand out, she touched a
finger tip to my rigid, throbbing cock and said, "It's beauti-
ful, just like I said it was.  But, God, it's so big.  It felt
big in the cave, but I had no idea it was like this."  She felt
down between her legs and touched herself there, saying, "How
will this big thing ever fit in my little cunny?" Frowning, she
said, "God, Jimmy, what if it won't fit?"

Although I knew that at seven inches my cock was only of normal
size, I enjoyed allowing Bonnie to think I was of more
magnificent proportions.  Recognizing the folly of such an ego
trip, though, I said, "Don't worry, it will.  Boys and girls
are supposed to fit together, remember.  Unless, one of us is
deformed, and it sure doesn't look that way, we should be able
to handle that situation without any problems.  Since you're a
virgin, you may feel a little discomfort at the very first, but
it should soon go away."  I grinned a little and continued, "I
may look big to you, but I assure you my cock's size is only
about average."  Giving her an imitation of a leer, I
continued, "Anyway, it's not a cock's size that counts, it's
how well a boy uses it.  Be warned, little girl, I intend to
use it well on you."

"Promises, promises," Bonnie said, grinning.  Satisfied that we
wouldn't have a size problem, she continued her fondling of my
cock.  She rubbed a finger tip across the head where pre-come
had oozed out and whispered, "Boys get wet when they're horny,
too?"

"Yeah, that wetness is what's known as pre-come."

"You're not going to come right NOW, are you?"

"Seeing you like that and having you touch me this way, it
wouldn't take much to make it happen."

"Jimmy, don't you dare!  You won't be able to take care of me
if you do.  You'll get all limp and soft, won't you?"

I laughed and said, "Not a chance.  Even if I do come, seeing
you like that will keep me hard."

Bonnie smiled and said, "If you like me like this, then what
will you think when my panties come off?"

I reached out and touched Bonnie on her shoulder and whispered,
"I may just die and go to heaven."

"Not while I'm still a virgin, you won't.  Regardless of what
happens, this day had better not end without your taking care
of me."

"Bon, before Mom and Dad get home, I'm going to take care of
you so much you'll wonder why you ever said anything like
that."

"Goody!  Let's start right now."  She stood and said, "I need
to have my panties off."  She smiled, a broad smile but with a
trace of shyness mixed in, and said, "The only reason I wore
panties was so that you could take them off.  In my fantasies
about our making out, you were always the one to get me out of
my panties."  She looked down at me with a shy smile and
whispered,  "Jimmy, take my panties off. Get me completely
naked like you are."

Bonnie moved up close to me and thrust out her hips, presenting
her panty-clad torso for me to perform the final step in her
disrobing.  I reached out hands that were slightly trembling,
and taking hold of their waist band, I pulled the panties down.
I could see a dampened spot in their crotch where her pussy had
exuded its love flow, and with her so close to me, I could
catch the aroma of her muskiness, the same heady musk that was
so evident while we were in the cave.  As I inhaled the scent
of her womanness, I realized that that scent had been present
in the car while we were driving home and was what had given me
such erotic feelings.  The scent acted as an aphrodisiac, and I
had succumbed to its erotic properties.

As I pulled her panties down, her little rounded belly
presented itself.  Then, after a few more inches, the first
faint fuzziness of her bush appeared. It was dark blonde, just
like it had seemed through her panty's silken crotch.  Seeing
that made me eager to actually see the pussy that had felt so
good to my hands, and I practically jerked the fabric all the
way down to her thighs.  Her whole pussy was now exposed, and I
could see all of her blonde bush and the crease that parted her
flesh there, the crease that came up from that secret place
between her legs.  After I had pushed the panties down to her
knees, she did them the rest of the way, lifting one foot and
then the other to step out of them.  As she lifted each foot,
her crease spread apart slightly, showing me the wet, glisten-
ing flesh hiding between her labial lips.  She then thrust her
hips toward me again, presenting the whole of her sexual area
for my inspection.  Smiling softly, she asked, "Well, what do
you think?  Is my cunny as pretty as you said it would be?"

Reaching out a hand, I put it between her thighs, just below
her vee, and stroked my finger tips up to where they came in
contact with Bonnie's sexual flesh.  "Your cunny is beautiful,
too, just like your breasts."  Reaching up higher, I delved a
finger between the lips of her vagina and touched her lightly
there.  "Bonnie, your whole body is beautiful--tiny, but
perfectly in proportion.  Seeing you like this, I can imagine
how Venus and Aphrodite must have looked."

When I touched Bonnie's vagina, she moved her feet apart,
giving me more room to continue my caresses.  "I've thought
about your seeing me like this for a long time, Jimmy.  Every
time I think about showing you my cunny, it gets wet and gooey.
Now that I'm finally doing it, I feel wetter than I've ever
been." Her words inflamed me and I stroked my finger up and
down her crease, feeling the moisture and heat of her pussy.
The flesh between her labial lips was slick, well lubricated
with her hot feminine juices.  When I came to her clitoris, I
found it wet also, slippery and slickened.  It was hard,
erected and firm, and I rubbed my finger lightly over its
surface.  "Oh, God, Jimmy, you've found my little button
again."  She thrust her pussy hard toward my hands and said,
"Oooh, you know just how to do that."

If ever there were a pussy made for eating, it was Bonnie's.
Knowing it was a virgin pussy, never before penetrated by a
hard cock, filled me with a craving to taste her, to run my
tongue into every little crevice of her pussy and labia, to
ravage all the flesh between her legs with oral caresses.  I
had eaten a girl before, but the experience hadn't been very
good--she had been a reluctant participant in the action, and
neither of us got much from it.  I knew it would be different
with Bonnie, though.  She was showing herself to be intensely
passionate and I believed she would willingly participate, and
fxenjoy, all kinds and forms of love action.

Keeping my hand in the wetness of Bonnie's pussy, I stood up,
facing her.  My cock pressed against her belly and she took it
in her hand, bending it up against her body and fondling it.
"Let's do it right now, Jimmy."  She squeezed my cock and said,
"I'm ready for this.  Put this hard cock in me and fuck me.
Fuck me and make a woman of me."

"I'm going to fuck you, all right.  In just a little bit, I'm
going to pin that cute little ass of your's to the bed and fuck
your brains out.  First, though, there's something else I want
to do." Taking my hand from the warmth of Bonnie's pussy, I
pivoted us around and gently pushed her so she had to sit in
the chair.  Then I knelt in front of her and pushed her legs
apart, spreading her thighs and causing the lips of her pussy
to gape apart.  Insinuated my hands under her ass, I cupped one
of her hard little buttocks in each palm and lifted her up,
completely exposing and making all of her pussy available to
me.  Dropping my face to Bonnie's wet, open vaginal lips, I
extended my tongue and lapped her gaping furrow its full
length, stroking and swirling my tongue around in the crevice.

Bonnie gasped at the contact and thrust her hips up to me.
"Oh, God, Jimmy, you're eating me!  In my fantasies, you ate me
until I came.  I never dreamed it could really happen."  She
squirmed her ass around in my hands and whispered, "Oh, it's so
good.  It's better than I ever dreamed it could me."

Bonnie's words made my passion rise higher than even it had
been, and I became determined to make her come with my tongue,
just like she had imagined it.  Pulling her up closer to my
mouth, I intensified my oral ministrations.  The aroma of her
musk made my head spin and I became lost in making oral love.
Her pussy was wet and hot, its lips swollen from her passion,
and I revelled in the voluptuousness of loving the woman flesh
there in the secret place between her legs.

Bonnie's hips moved in my hands, turning in little circles as
her pleasure mounted.  Each time my tongue brushed across her
clitoris, the muscles in her buttocks clenched, drawing up into
little hard knots.  She stretched her legs out and then wrapped
them around my back, drawing herself as close to my pleasuring
mouth as possible.  Using her legs for leverage, she see-sawed
her pussy to and fro, unconsciously using the classic movements
of coitus.  Each of her motions was accompanied by little
sounds of delight--soft, almost whispered, oooh's and aaah's--
telling me that she was soaring higher and higher to the very
brink of utter ecstasy.  I wanted to make her approaching
orgasm it as good as possible, to make her cry out from the
sheer pleasure of it.  I wanted her to experience pleasure that
far exceeded any she had experienced in her fantasies.

I concentrated my oral attentions on her clitoris, strumming it
with my tongue, pressing on it and laving it with continuous
strokes.  Her ass soon became like a wild thing, jerking about
and pushing and pulling.  Her thighs started quivering like she
was frightened and soft little spasms moved through her pelvic
region.  Bonnie put her hands in my hair and clutched me,
holding my locks in a fierce grip.  "Oh, God, Jimmy!" she
cried, stiffening under me, becoming rigid.  The wet flesh of
her pussy trembled and spasmed, moving under my mouth.
"OOOOhhhhhhh," Bonnie moaned, a continuous sound.  "Oh, God...
Oh, God...Oh, God," she repeated, over and over again,
whispering the sounds in little mewling iterations.  I kept my
mouth between her legs, licking in just soft, little strokes
until she finally relaxed.  As her legs fell from my back, she
leaned back, panting, eyes closed.

I pulled my head from between her legs and kissed her soft
belly, running my tongue in circles around her navel.  Her
hands were in my hair, and she stroked my head with little pats
of love.  Gently pulling  my head up so she could see my face,
she whispered, "I didn't know it was possible for the body to
know such pleasure.  Now I know what you meant when you talked
about dying and going to heaven.  What you did took me to
heaven and then beyond that.  Thank you, big brother.  You made
me find out that fantasies can't compare to the real thing."

While she was talking, I stroked the inside of her thighs.  I
was so horny from seeing and feeling her come that my cock was
throbbing and dripping with pre-come.  I needed release badly
and needed for her to get ready for my assault on her virgin-
ity.  Moving my hands higher, I moved them into the furrow of
her pussy, tracing with my fingers the path my tongue had just
taken.  She murmured, "Ummm, that still feels good.  You do
have a way with a girl's cunny."

Satisfied that she was close to being ready for her next lesson
in love-making, I stood up and sat on the arm of the chair next
to her.  My cock was standing at full attention, jerking in
little motions and glistening with the flow of my pre-come.
She looked up at me, a look of expectancy on her face, and I
lowered my head and kissed her.  As we kissed, she took hold my
cock and fondled it softly, using the lightest of touches.  We
merged our lips together and swirled our tongues against each
other.  I broke the kiss and she whispered, "I wondered what I
might taste like.  Now I know."  She smiled and said, "It's not
half bad."  Then her expression became serious and she asked
softly, "We're going to do it now, aren't we?"  She squeezed my
cock and with little soft words said, "You're going to put this
inside my cunny and fuck me now, aren't you?"

I nodded my head and said, "Yes."

Bonnie stood up and said, "Who's bedroom?  Your's or mine?"

"Your's," I said.  "I can't think of a better place for a
girl's first time than her own boudoir." Bonnie took my hand in
hers and led me down the hall to her bedroom.

When we reached her bedroom, Bonnie lay on the bed, legs apart
and arms spread wide.  I got on the bed alongside her, on my
knees so that I could look down at her.  Seeing her like that
was like the culmination of all the erotic fantasies I had
about her.  Her body was flawless: her breasts firm and
perfectly shaped, he little belly round and soft, and her legs
long and slender.  I put a hand on her breasts and then trailed
it down her body, down over her ribcage, her belly, and then
into the swampy region between her legs.  When my hand made
contact with her clitoris, she spread her legs even further
apart and humped her pelvis up to my hand.  Reaching out and
grabbing my arm, she said, "Oh, God, come on.  DO IT!  Do it to
me.  Fuck me."

By now I was trembling with need.  Between my need and her
begging for it, I couldn't wait any longer.  I got off the bed
and, standing at its side, took hold of Bonnie's legs and drew
them off the bed so that her ass was right on the edge and her
pussy available to my cock.  Taking hold of my rigid shaft, I
pushed it into the wet, open folds of her vagina.  Rubbing it
up and down, I teased her with it.  Finally, almost at the
point of orgasm, I prodded into the opening located right at
the bottom of the wet furrow.  The head went in, and then about
two inches of shaft.  As I tried to push further, I came to her
maidenhead.  "I'm fixing to take your cherry.  It may hurt a
little.  Are you ready?" I asked softly.

Bonnie nodded her head and muttered, "Do it."

Pushing gently, wanting to hurt Bonnie as little as possible, I
felt my cock spread her maidenhead apart and push through it.
Bonnie frowned a little as the thin barrier of her hymen gave
way and then took a deep breath.  "You okay, Bon?"  I
whispered.

Bonnie smiled and said, "Yeah, I'm fine.  It hardly hurt at
all.  Just a quick little stab and now it's almost completely
gone." She humped her hips up toward me and took about two more
inches of my cock inside her.  "The dirty deed's finally done.
Now finish the job, big brother."

I reached down and lifted Bonnie's legs up and spread them wide
apart.  Looking down, I saw my cock buried more than half way
into her pussy.  Knowing it was my sweet little sister's pussy
made the sight even more erotic, and I was filled with a sense
of concupiscence such I had never before experienced.  Groan-
ing, I drove my cock hard, burying it to its base.  I was
completely inside her now, savoring the heat and wetness of her
sexual flesh as it caressed and pressed around my sensitive,
throbbing cock.  "God," I thought, "I'm fucking Bonnie.  I'm
finally making my fantasies come true."  The voluptuousness of
the situation and the sheer pleasure of Bonnie's pussy around
my cock was too much for me, though--my cock started jerking
and shot after shot of come jetted out of my cock and filled
the tight opening around it.  "Oh, Bonnie!" I moaned, my hips
jerking and quivering as I continued to ejaculate in long, hard
spurts.

Gradually, the spurts stopped and my orgasm lessened in its
intensity.  Bonnie looked up at me, eyes wide, and whispered,
"I felt every spurt.  God, you just kept on and on.  My whole
insides must be full of come."  My cock hadn't diminished any
in size and hardness, and I pulled it out almost to the head
and then rammed it back into her hot hole.  "You ARE staying
hard, aren't you?" Bonnie asked.

"Just like I said I would," I said, working my cock slowly in
and out of Bonnie's pussy.  "You wanted me to fuck you, now I'm
really going to do it."  I pulled my cock out of her pussy and
come dripped off the end and some ran down the crack of
Bonnie's ass.  Getting up on the bed with her, I positioned her
right in the center of the bed and then drove my cock back into
Bonnie's hot pussy.  I pushed down hard on her, pinning her ass
to the bed just I said I would, and then proceeded to try to
fuck her brains out.

After only a few strokes, Bonnie started matching my movements,
thrusting up and meeting each of my downstrokes.  Even though
her pussy still fit snugly around my cock, my prior deposit of
come had provided generous lubrication and I could push in and
out of her with ease.  The discomfort she had felt when I broke
through her maidenhead now seemed completely gone.  Indeed, her
moans and the hard way she was thrusting up seeking to get as
much of my cock inside as possible indicated that the pain had
been thoroughly replaced by pleasure.

Bonnie eyes had been closed, but she opened them now and
whispered, "Oooohh, Jimmy, this is so good.  I love it."  She
reached her arms up and wrapped them around my back, pulling me
down so that my chest brushed against her breasts.  "Oh, God,"
she murmured, "I LOVE fucking!  Oh, why did I wait so long to
start."

Bonnie spread her legs even further apart than they had been,
and then I felt her calves come across mine and lock together.
Even though I was burying my cock all the way to its base with
each stroke, I felt myself going even deeper into her heat.
She was now completely open, and I was plowing her to her very
depths.  Her movements which had been completely in harmony
with mine became more frantic and her hips rotated with each of
her upthrusts.  She was breathing hard, almost panting, and I
could tell her passion was scaling heights she had never before
reached.  She looked up into my face and murmured, "Oh, God,
Jimmy!"  Her eyes widened and she uttered a long, soft moan.
Moving one hand from my back, she put it behind my head and
pulled my head down so that our open mouths met.  Her tongue
thrust into my mouth and moved frantically, pressing against
mine and pushing into all the corners and niches of my oral
cavity.

Bonnie was moaning continuously now, the sound muffled by our
open-mouthed kiss.  I felt her legs move up on mine so that
they were now locked around my thighs instead of my calves.
Her whole torso was in constant movement--jerking, thrusting,
and turning in little circles.  Her pleasure had reached
crescendo level and she was now on the very edge of orgasm,
ready to sweep over the rim into the sweet fury of sheer
ecstasy.  I speeded up both the strength and speed of my
strokes, determined to give her an orgasm that surpassed any
she may have had in her fantasies.

Bonnie's arms clutched me against her and her legs squeezed
down even tighter against mine.  She muttered an almost
guttural "Oh, God!" and I felt her spasms begin, her pussy
clamping down tight on my cock, waves of motion moving across
it as her muscles rippled.

I rode out her storm, moving my cock in and out of her in slow
strokes.  Slowly, the tension eased out of her and she relaxed
her legs and arms from around me.  I broke the kiss then and
lifted myself up on my arms, taking my weight off her.  She
opened her eyes and whispered, "I didn't know it was possible
for ANYTHING to feel THAT good.  I felt like my whole body was
coming." She squeezed her pussy around my cock and said, "But
you're still hard as a rock.  Aren't you going to come, too?"

"Yeah, but it's going to take some more fucking to do it."  I
grinned at her and said, "I plan to come at just the time you
lose your brains."

Grinning back at me, Bonnie pushed her pussy up hard against me
so that cock was once again all the way inside her.  "I'm not
real keen on the part about losing my brains, but if that's
what it takes to keep the fucking going, then so-long brains."

I pulled my cock out, letting it wave in the air, and got up on
my knees. "Why don't you get on your hands and knees so we can
do it doggy-style for a while."

Bonnie rolled over onto her stomach and raised her hips up
high, pointing her ass so that it faced toward me.  She dropped
her head down and looked back at me.  "There, I'm ready to be
your little bitch dog."

Seeing her ass presented to me that way, the lips of her pussy
wet and pouty, waiting just for me, filled me with a new wave
of lust.  I moved up against her ass and guiding my cock
between the puffy lips of her pussy, drove back inside her wet
pussy with one long, continuous thrust.  Bonnie made little
gurgling sounds of pleasure as my cock bottomed out and pushed
against her cervix.

I began in-and-out motions, pushing all the way in and then
withdrawing until only the head of my cock remained inside the
heat of Bonnie's sheath.  She picked up the motion almost
immediately and soon we were complementing each other's moves--
she rocking back against my cock as I thrust forward and then
pulling forward as I withdrew.  Dribbles of come leaked out of
her pussy, forced out the force of my thrusts, and dripped on
the bed covering.  God, but it was good.  I was getting the
best pussy I had ever had in my life, and it was my own sister
who was giving it to me.

Even though I had come less than thirty minutes earlier, I felt
another orgasm rapidly coming on.  I leaned down on Bonnie's
back and put one hand on her breasts and the other down into
the swampy wetness of her pussy.  I probed my finger down deep
to where I could touch my shaft as it drove in and out her
hole.  I put two fingers into the furrow and stroked and
pressed her clitoris, pressing on it in time with my cock
strokes.  The combination of both my cock and hands bringing
her pleasure made her moan, soft little sounds of delight.  She
began to push her ass back at me with more force, meeting each
of my hard thrusts with one of her own.  "Oh, fuck me!" she
muttered.  "Fuck me hard, just like that."

With each of my strokes, she rotated her ass, turning it in
little circles.  The increased friction on my cock added to my
pleasure and brought me closer and closer to the gates of
ecstasy.  "Oh, God, Sis!  Your pussy's so good, so fucking
good," I murmured.

The wet flesh of Bonnie's pussy quivered under my hand and her
stomach muscles moved in little spasms.  She was jerking her
ass all over the place and I had a hard time keeping my cock
inside her.  I felt it constrict around my cock and she cried,
"Oooohhhhh, I'm coming...I'm coming again."

I had already been so close to coming that her orgasm triggered
mine.  My cock jerked and throbbed as my explosion came, and I
shot stream after stream of hot come into her belly.  We were
both filling the room with our moaning and crying, soft little
inarticulate sounds of ecstasy.  I continued my thrusting, the
pleasure of my orgasm still flowing through me, and kept my
hand working in her pussy, stroking her clitoris and pressing
it into the crease of her pussy.  Her furrow rapidly filled up
with the overflow from her pussy, and my hand and her whole
area between her legs was soon wet and slick with the liquid
outpouring of our mutual orgasm.

Bonnie's knees gave way and she fell flat on her stomach, my
hand still under her pressing into her pussy and my cock still
embedded in the pulsating flesh of her pussy.  I fell on top of
her and continued with little thrusts, working my cock gently
in and out of her as it slowly began to lose its rigidity.
After a few minutes, my cock became flaccid and came out of
Bonnie's orifice with a soft, liquid sound of withdrawal.  I
pulled my hands out from under her and rolled off her back,
laying on my side next to her.  She rolled on to her side, too,
facing me.  Her eyes were wide open and she was still breathing
fast, slowly recovering from the intensity of her orgasm.  When
our breathing returned to normal, she put a hand on my side and
I reached out and rested my hand on her side.  As if we were
both on the same cue, we moved our mouths together and kissed,
tenderly, slowly and long.

Breaking the kiss, slowly and almost reluctantly, Bonnie
whispered, "We finally did it, didn't we?  I'm a woman now, in
every sense of the word."

"Yeah, we did it.  Oh, boy, did we EVER do it," I whispered
back.

"Thank you.  That was just like I imagined it would be.  No,
take that back--it was better than I dreamed it would be."

"Bonnie, that was the best it's ever been for me."  I stroked
my hand over the curve of her hip and continued, "You may have
been a virgin, but what you gave me was very special.  You're
one hell of a woman."

"I'm also a completely relaxed woman.  I feel like I can sleep
for a week."

"Yeah, me too," I said, starting to get out of bed.

Bonnie reached out and grabbed me, asking, "Where are you
going?"

"To my bedroom so I can go to bed."

"Jimmy, if you don't stay here and sleep with me, you'll never
see or touch this body again.  After what we just did, I need
for you to stay here and cuddle up to me."

I grinned and said, "You ought to be in the Mafia.  That's an
offer nobody could refuse."

"Then turn out the lights and get under the covers and snuggle
little Mafia Bonnie."

She pulled the covers back and I turned out the lights. As I
crawled under the covers, she moved over to me and snuggled up
just as she said she would.  After she had gotten herself com-
fortably positioned, she yawned and murmured, "Ummn, sleepy."
She stayed still and silent for a few minutes and I believed
she had already dropped off to sleep.  Suddenly she started
making sounds, "Awk, gug, glub, glub," and others just as
strange.

"What's wrong?" I asked, trying to figure out what was going
on.

She giggled and said, "That's the sound a girl makes after
she's lost her brains."  She patted me on the shoulder and
said, "Good night, big brother."

      *     *     *     *

When I awakened the next morning, I found myself with a throb-
bing hard-on.  It didn't take me long to discover why: Bonnie's
bare ass was nudged up against my groin, and my cock had wedged
itself between her legs, the head nudged right into the warm,
wet hole she had there.  It would take only a short thrust of
my cock to have it buried inside her.  I wasn't sure whether
she was awake yet, but regardless, it was just too good an
opportunity to pass up.  I pushed my hips forward, thrusting my
cock into her fundament, and felt it slide right into the warm
tunnel of her pussy.  She was still slick and lubricated from
the night before, and I soon had my sword completely in her
sheath, my pubic bone pressed hard against the wet lips of her
pussy.

Bonnie stirred then, moving her ass around a little, and making
soft, little waking sounds.  She reached her hand down to her
pussy and felt my male flesh pushed up into it.  "Umnn," she
asked, "how long has this been going on?  Have I been missed
something while I was asleep?"

I reached a hand around her and took hold her breast, fondling
it with soft caresses.  "Nope, just started," I said.  "I
waked up to find my cock right at the gate of heaven and
couldn't resist taking advantage of it.  You can join in
anytime you want."

"Oh, God, what a way to wake up.  I wish you could sleep with
me every night and wake me up this way."

"Mom and Dad would probably take a dim view of that," I said,
chuckling.

"Yeah, wouldn't they," Bonnie replied with a giggle.  "They're
not going to be home until late this afternoon, though, and we
can take advantage of our being alone during that time."

I pulled Bonnie's leg up on top of mine and gave myself plenty
of room to operate.  The action of her ass working against the
base of my cock coupled with the heat and moisture of the walls
of her pussy on my cock made it a shorter operation than I had
planned.  I was still on a sexual high from being able to
finally love Bonnie the way I wanted to and it took only a few
more strokes before I exploded a fresh new load of come into
her already drenched pussy.  Just as she had done the night
before, she came at the same time I did.  The kind of sex we
were enjoying was a rare, special sort, probably never to be
repeated in our lifetimes.  I wanted us to savor it to its
fullest, to get the very last drop of pleasure from the time we
had together.

I got up and made coffee and when it was ready Bonnie came in
and got a cup.  She and I were still completely naked, unasham-
ed of our nudity.  We sat on the couch side by side, our thighs
touching, each with a hand on the inside of the other's thigh.
We managed to drink our coffee one-handed, each reluctant to
take the hand from the other's body.  Bonnie, though, finally
broke the contact and said, "Oh, boy, I'm going to take a
shower."  She grinned and said, "Last night and this morning,
someone I know pumped out gallons of hot sticky stuff.  A lot
of it is still inside me, but I feel like I'm covered from
waist to knees with the part that something big and hard pushed
out of me.  I'm going to wash it all away and get ready for a
fresh, new supply."

As I watched Bonnie walk away, I couldn't take my eyes off that
little twitching ass of hers.  I didn't know whether the sexy
movement of her ass was the result of her putting on a show for
me or a new, liberated sexuality that came with the condition
of her now being a complete woman.  Whatever, she practically
exuded sex, and I couldn't keep from reacting to it, from
wanting to get as much of Bonnie as I could.

I waited until I heard the shower start and then stepped into
the shower stall with Bonnie.  Seeing the sexiness of her walk,
seeing her hard little ass make tick-tock motions, had aroused
me once again, and my cock was standing out straight as I got
under the warm spray of water with her.  "I thought you might
some company," I said, moving my body up against hers.

"You must be a mind reader," she said, her grin returning.  She
reached out with the bar of soap and said, "Come on, let's
scrub each other off."

Bonnie and I took turns soaping up our hands and massaging
every inch of the other's body.  We got each other so aroused
that we were practically panting.  Caught up in excitement, we
crushed our bodies against each other and kissed, our mouths
and tongues communicating the need we each felt.  After a long,
deep kiss, we came up for air and took turns drying each other.
When we were finally dry, Bonnie took my hand and led me back
to her room.  "Now I want you to teach me how to sixty-nine,"
she said.  For the next hour, I gave and took lessons.  By time
I exploded my hot jism in Bonnie's mouth, I had brought her off
at least three times.

For the rest of that day, Bonnie and I spent almost every
second in bed, loving each other.  When afternoon came and we
had to make ourselves presentable for our parent's return, we
had just about completely satisfied our long-supressed ache for
each other.  Holding me in one last embrace, Bonnie said, "I
feel like I'm sloshing.  Between the come you put in my cunny
and the amount I drank, I feel like I'm running over with come
juice."

I put my hand on my limp cock and said, "Yeah, I know what you
mean.  Old rough and ready here has just about met his match."

Bonnie grinned and asked, "You complaining?"

"About the best loving I've ever had?  Not a chance."

Bonnie got a serious expression of her face and said, "Jimmy,
do you think Mom and Dad can look at me and tell I'm not a
virgin anymore.  I feel different and maybe they'll be able to
see it on my face."

"You have `fresh-fucked' showing all over you," I said, barely
able to keep from grinning.

"Oh, God, really?"

Laughing now, I said, "I'm just teasing.  Unless you tell them,
they won't know it."

      *     *     *     *

During the next few weeks, Bonnie and I made love the few times
we could find some privacy.  With her new-found sexuality,
though, she soon was dating almost every night.  She got
serious with a really nice guy and confessed to me that they
were making love like a couple of rabbits.  I admitted that my
main squeeze was taking real good care of me, too.  After
dating that guy for about a year, Bonnie married him.  I broke
up with the girl I had been dating, but immediately met and
fell head over heels in love with a girl named Lois.  She and I
were married exactly a year after Bonnie.  I finished school
two months after my wedding and got a job in a town about two
hundred miles away.  Bonnie and I saw each other only
infrequently thereafter, so we had little or no opportunity for
further sexual explorations.  Our getting lost in the cave had
led to some of the best sex of my life, but the circumstances
of our lives were such then that I believed the pleasurable
episode Bonnie and I had shared would remain just a well
remembered, but not repeated, part of our lives.



    Epilogue

Confirmed family reunioners that they were, Mom and Dad invited
me and Lois and Bonnie and her husband Bob to the next family
reunion.  Always proud of Bonnie and me, they wanted all the
family to also meet Bob and Lois, the newest members of their
part of the clan.  Dad called and practically begged for us
come, and out of pure love for him and Mom, I agreed to attend.
Lois, in fact, was pleased about going.  She felt the reunion
would provide a chance for her to meet all my family members in
fell swoop.  A few days later, Mom called and told me that
Bonnie and Bob were also planning to attend.  I hadn't seen
Bonnie is quite some time, and I looked forward to seeing her
again.

Lois and I arrived about noon and found Mom, Dad, Bonnie, and
Bob already there.  I hadn't had much time to be around Bob
before, but after talking with him, I found I really liked him.
Bonnie and Lois seemed to get along great, too.  All in all, it
was turning out to be my best family reunion ever.

That afternoon, while we were all sitting around talking, Dad
brought up the time Bonnie and I had gotten lost in the cave.
We had a pretty good laugh about it, remembering how frightened
we were.  Bonnie got a soft smile on her face and gave me a
look that tacitly told me she remembered a whole lot more than
simply being scared.  Her eyes met mine and they had that same
luminous, smokey appearance they had had before.  I couldn't
help but feel a flush of excitement from knowing her memories
were as pleasant as mine.

Bonnie stood up then and announced that she was going back to
the cave, to explore the place that had given us such a fright.
She said she had had a lot of spelunking experience since that
time and that she was going to put it to use.  I stood up and
said I would go with her, that I, too, wanted to see it again.
When I asked if any others wanted to join us, Bob laughed and
said he and Bonnie had an agreement: he would stay out of her
caves and she wouldn't play golf with him.  Lois, who was now
seven months pregnant with our first child, just waved her hand
and told us to go on.  There was a lot of teasing about maybe
taking bread crumbs or a ball of twine so we could mark our
way, but it was all good-natured.  Not taking any chances this
time, though, we each got a flashlight.  Just before we set out
for the cave, Bonnie picked up a Coleman lantern and said she
intended to REALLY light up the place, to see into every part
of it.

While we were walking to the cave, I couldn't keep my eyes off
Bonnie.  She had on a pair of running shorts just like she had
worn on our previous trip to the cave, and with several years
of maturity added to her body, she looked even more sexy than
she had then.  The movement of her buttocks showed through the
thin fabric covering them and I couldn't help but admire them.
Her ass still twitched the way it had before and my cock
reacted to the squirming motion by coming to semi-erection.

When we got to the cave, Bonnie lit the Coleman lantern.  It
lighted up the whole cave and we didn't even have to use the
flashlights.  With the way lighted so well, we quickly came to
the cavern room where we had become stranded.  Filled with
light, the room didn't look nearly so ominous and scary as it
had before.  Virginity Rock, the stone platform where we had
sat before, was covered by a blanket, a souvenir left by
previous users.  I laughed and said, "It looks like Virginity
Rock is continuing to live up to its reputation."

"Yeah," Bonnie replied, laughing with me, "it looks like some
virgins have bit the dust recently."

Bonnie put the lantern on the floor and turned toward me.
"Jimmy, do you every think about the time we got lost here?"

I nodded head and whispered, "Yes."

"What happens when you think about it?"

"I get a raging hard-on."

Bonnie stepped up close to me and put her arms around my waist.
She said, "I think about it, too.  I get all wet and gooey
every time."  She smiled and added, "I'm soaking wet right now
just from talking about it."  I pulled her against me, pulling
her groin up so that it pressed against her's.  She returned
the pressure and whispered, "You've got one of those raging
hard-ons right now, don't you?"

Still pressing her pussy against my cock, Bonnie looked up at
me and said, "Would you like to play some make-believe, a
little bit of let's-pretend?"

"Ummnn, what do you have in mind?"

"I mean let's pretend it was the time we were here before, that
I was still a virgin, and do what we did before."  She put her
mouth against mine and gave me a little light kiss and grinned.
"But, of course, we'd do it right this time."

In reply, I put my mouth back on Bonnie's and kissed her
deeply.  She returned the kiss, tonguing me and working her
lips against mine.  I put my hands down to those twitchy ass
cheeks of hers and kneaded and caressed them, enjoying the feel
of having them in my hands again.  When we finally broke the
kiss, Bonnie stepped away and pushed her shorts down and
stepped out of them.  The panties that were left were brief
bikinis, barely covering the area between her legs.  "Take my
panties off.  Please, get me out of my panties," she said
softly.

I knelt in front of Bonnie and slowly pulled her panties down
and off her feet.  Her pussy was even more beautiful than I
remembered it.  It looked as delicious as it had before, too,
and I put my mouth on it and probed my tongue into her fur and
between the pouty and inviting labial lips.  She spread her
legs apart, giving me room to run my tongue all up and down her
furrow.  She was wet, just like she said, and the musky aroma
of her feminine flow filled me with lust, affecting me in the
same way it had before.  Bonnie had her hands in my hair,
stroking me, and murmured, "Oh, God, Jimmy, you eat my cunny
better than anyone, even Bobby." After a few minutes of my
enjoying the taste on her pussy, she pushed my face away from
her and said, "I want to see your cock, now.  Stand up and let
me take your shorts off."

We reversed our positions then, with me standing and her
kneeling in front on me.  She unzipped my shorts and pulled
them and my Jockey shorts down at the same time.  As they
passed my groin, my cock jutted out, stiff and throbbing.  She
put both hands into my pubic fur and held my cock still.  Then,
opening her mouth, she lowered it over my shaft, taking about
half it's length into her oral cavity.  She sucked and tongued
it in a manner that told me she had learned a lot about oral
love since she had asked me to teach her how to do it.  In only
a few minutes she had my hips thrusting toward her mouth,
hungrily seeking more of her oral pleasures.  She pulled her
mouth off and said, "Your cock tastes marvelous, but now it's
time for it to do it's dirty deed."

Bonnie stood up and led me over to Virginity Rock where she sat
and pulled me down beside her.  She reached out and took hold
of my shaft and whispered, "Bonnie needs this inside her.
Bonnie needs this in her little virgin cunny."

I was fascinated by Bonnie's fantasy and immediately got caught
up it.  Reaching down between her legs, I stroked her pussy,
and said, "I can hardly wait to get my cock in here and break
your little maidenhead."

Bonnie squeezed my cock and then stood up in front of me.
Spreading her legs apart, she straddled my thighs and poised
her pussy right over my cock.  Looking down at my throbbing
cock, she whispered, "I'm going to fuck you right now.  I'm
going to take your cock up inside my cunny, take it in all the
way."

Lowering herself slowly, Bonnie took my cock into her pussy.
As it went in, giving me pleasure by the slow inch, she rotated
her hips, and smiled.  As her pussy neared the end of its
journey, she dropped her hips down hard, driving me fully and
completely inside her warm, wet tunnel.  She murmured a soft,
"Ahhhhh" and put her mouth on mine, kissing me softly and
slowly.  Throughout all this, we sat still, savoring the
pleasure brought by the co-mingling of our sexual flesh.

After a few more minutes of stillness, Bonnie raised her hips
up and then dropped them back, driving my cock deep inside her
belly.  I started meeting each of her movements with one of my
own, thrusting upward to meet each of her downstrokes.  "Yeah,"
Bonnie murmured, "Fuck me.  Fuck little virgin Bonnie."

Living out the fantasy we had created, neither of us could last
long.  In just a few minutes, we were breathing hard and
thrusting hard against each other.  Bonnie opened her eyes wide
and whispered, "Yes!  Oh, God, yes!" I felt the muscles of her
pussy clamp down on my cock and spasm in little waves against
it.  Shoving hard up inside her, burying my shaft to its base,
I exploded and sent blast after blast of hot sperm inside her.
She laid her head on my shoulder and shivered, tremors of
pleasure moving through her.

We sat like that for a long time, savoring the afterglow of
great sex, until the spasms finally stopped.  My cock was still
inside her, but beginning to shrink.  Bonnie pulled her head
back and said, "God, that was good.  It was fun to relive what
might have been, wasn't it?"  All I could do was nod my head.

Even in my lassitude and relaxation, I couldn't help but harbor
a little suspicion.  I remembered how she had plotted our
earlier adventure and had to know if this one too had been
orchestrated.  Wanting to put my curiosity to rest, I asked,
"Bonnie, did you plan this?"

Bonnie threw her head back and laughed.  "No, no plot this
time.  It just happened." Grinning, she continued, "I'll have
to admit, though, that while we were walking up here to the
cave, I did think about what we might do while we were in here.
Didn't you have similar thoughts?" I grinned back at her, and
admitted that I had gotten completely turned on by returning to
the scene of our previous pleasure.  By now my cock had finally
gone completely limp and pulled out of Bonnie's pussy.  As she
felt it come out, she stood and said, "Plotted or not, it was a
lot of fun, wasn't it?" Once again, I nodded my head in
agreement with her.

After we had put our clothes on and gone outside the cave,
Bonnie looked back at it and said, "Lover's Cave.  It's well
named isn't it?"  She looked over to me and said, "You planning
to come to next year's reunion?"

"Don't know yet.  Why are you asking?"

"Well, I was thinking.  This was so much fun, maybe we could
come back every year and make it an annual affair."

I grinned and said, "In that case, I'll be back.  I'll be back
every year."

We both turned toward the cave and putting an arm around each
other's waist, said, "Same time, next year."  Laughing, we
turned and walked back toward camp.  As we walked, I had the
happy thought that from now on family reunions were going to be
something to look forward to, not dread.


Day Dreamer - 1992
