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Here are another120 or so stories. I am cleaning my hard drive and getting 
rid of stuff I don't use anymore.
 These are the T-Y  titles.  This is all of them
Comments Welcome.
Enjoy

BJ

                              
        The Wild Days          
                               
                  Rocket       
                               
                               


Chapter One

    My parents handed me a twenty dollar bill when they left for the
cottage, and told me to stay out of trouble. This was the first time
they'd left me alone for an entire weekend and I was determined not to
disappoint them. Rather than go out with friends on Friday night, I
stayed home to watch TV. Early to bed with the alarm clock set and up
at the crack of dawn. I began mowing the lawn and was finished before
ten o'clock. It felt good to be responsible. I took a long, hot
shower, paying particular attention to my eager young cock. I didn't
jerk off, but I wanted to.
    The doorbell rang just as I stepped out of the bath tub. Everyone
in town seemed to know my parents and sister had gone to the beach,
and I assumed the visitor was one of my friends. I wrapped a casual
towel around my waist and walked to the front door.
    Water was still running off of my chest as I pulled the door open
to find myself face to face with Susan. Her sixteen-year-old Teeny
Bopper body was clad in a skin tight halter and the most minuscule
short-shorts I've ever seen. Not only was she supposed to be with my
sister for the weekend, but the outfit exposed quite a bit more flesh
than it covered.
    Susan is a tall slender blond with long luscious legs, a tight
sculptured ass, grapefruit shaped breasts, hazel eyes and every bit as
beautiful as any model. For two years I've watched her change from a
pretty girl-child into one of the sexiest girl-women on earth.
Watching her became an obsession several months ago, when she began to
suntan with my sister on a regular basis. Until you've seen her
bikini-clad body glowing in the sun you haven't seen anything.
    She likes to untie her top and often forgets that the cloth is not
fastened around her. On more than one occasion she has accidentally
shown her naked breasts in their entirety. I'm not afraid to admit the
sight of her inspires me to jerk-off. I'd rather jerk-off looking at
her in a bikini than some babe in a magazine. Yes, I've sent my jizz
flying over many center-folds who couldn't hold a candle to her. You
can imagine my delight at finding her on my front porch.
    My nineteen-year-old, sex-starved penis reacted like a cobra ready
to strike and I felt my shaft throb and quiver against the towel as it
filled with blood. First it tried to flip-flop straight up but the
weight of the fabric was too great. I made a rather noticeable tent
and Susan's eyes widened when she noticed.
    I was in pain, yet too embarrassed to reach down and adjust
myself. Finally, after several agonizing seconds I felt my straining
cock roll to one side releasing the towel and spring straight up. My
seven inches must have put on a spectacular show because Susan gasped.
    "Sorry, I thought you were Paul." I felt the towel slipping so I
reached down to hold it in place. It would have been pointless to try
to hide my erection behind my hands at that point, however, I didn't
want to lose the last remnant of my modesty so I held the towel tight.
    Susan looked into my eyes, her expression one of delicious amuse-
ment. She had me, and she knew it. "Is this how you greet my brother?"
    "No! I mean  Yes. No. I just got out of the shower, damnit,
and.... Oh, never mind. What are you doing here anyway? You're sup-
posed to be at the beach with my sister!"
    "Last night I decided not to go and called Mary. Didn't she tell
you?" Susan glanced down. Her eyes seemed to stare through the towel.
They lingered for a few moments, sizing me up, then glanced back up
into my eyes.
    "No, she didn't. But why would she tell me that you weren't going
with her? What difference does it make to me?" A thousand wild
thoughts raced at a million miles an hour through my mind. Everything
this beautiful creature did was important to me, and only I knew it.
    "Normally she probably wouldn't; but I asked her to tell you I was
coming over. I left my bikini here yesterday and I need it back. I
guess she forgot."
    "I guess she did."
    It seemed that I was also having an effect on her. Her nipples had
become large and swollen, straining like a pair of plump, ripened
cherries under her halter. I yearned for the moment when I could touch
and indulge myself in their excitement. Somehow, someday, I would
overcome my apprehension. For now, the sight and my thoughts were
enough.
    My eyes boldly traced her chest, past the flat expanse of her
tummy, and came to a rest between her thighs. Here the fabric was
stretched taut with a crease running down into her swollen womanhood,
limning the outline of her pussy lips.
    It was clear that she wore no panties. My cock pulsed under my
towel and I wished I were the fabric wedged against her tender labia.
I also wondered if she was as wet as I was horny.
    "Well?"
    "Well what?" I jumped. I looked away from her crotch, feeling
ashamed of my thoughts.
    "Well?" The musical sound of her fragile voice brought me back
from neither-neither land. Susan giggled. The fact that I had been
consuming her with my eyes didn't bother her at all. "Can I come in
and get my bikini?"
    "Oh. Uh, sure." I stepped aside.
    Susan's body followed her jingling breasts as she stepped past me.
I closed the door and turned to watch her as she walked down the hall.
The cheeks of her ass poked out the back of her shorts. I whistled
under my breath as turned the corner and disappeared into my sister's
bedroom.
    From the hall I could see into my sister's room and Susan's
reflection in the mirror. I watched her reach into a drawer and pull
out a blue bikini. She held the tiny cloths in front of her body,
admiring herself in the mirror. Then something entirely unexpected
began to happen. She set the bikini down and began to undress.
    She removed her halter and I had a perfect view of her breasts. I
gasped when her hands rose to fondle them, pinching and squeezing the
swollen nipples until they were dark pink and ready to explode. She
began to twist and pull, using such force that I'd have thought she
must be hurting herself had I not seen the look of ecstasy on her
face. Finally she cupped the pointed mounds and admired her handiwork
in the mirror. Then her hands dropped below my line of sight.
    I knew she was taking off her shorts and it was agonizing not to
be able to see. After a few moments it became apparent that her hands
were doing more than removing clothes. I expended every once of self-
control to keep from rushing in on her. Instead I let my towel fall to
the floor and I began to jerk-off without reservation. When Susan
brought one of her hands up to her mouth and licked her fingers, I
nearly came on the carpet.
    After Susan finished licking the fingers of both of her hands she
picked up the bottom of her bikini and began to put it on. She bent
over to tie it I saw a profile of her breasts that revealed the size
of her pink nipples. Dangling out against the white backdrop of the
wall, each swollen bud was a dollar-sized space capsule with a fat
thumb-sized protrusion a full half inch long. I nearly came again.
    Her hands came up to her breasts once more. Her fingers pinched
and pulled out on her nipples and she closed her eyes from the plea-
sure while she twirled them roughly. Her eyes were still closed when
she reached for the top half of her bikini and began to put it on. The
tiny triangles barely covered her areolae, leaving most of her mounds
bare.
    My hand was still wrapped around my cock and stroking furiously
when Susan suddenly opened her eyes. My peripheral vision told me she
was looking at me in the mirror, but like anyone caught in the act I
didn't want to believe it. I stopped stroking myself, but avoided
direct eye contact because there was a small chance that she didn't
see anything. I knew I was wrong when I felt the heat of stare on my
manhood. Finally, I could avoid it no longer and our eyes met in the
mirror.
    It was a confusing moment. She must have wondered how long I had
been watching her and I wondered how long she had been aware of me. My
heart raced. If I didn't make the first move I'd lose her. I moved my
hand back to my erection and her eyes widened but she continued to
watch. I stroked myself slowly wondering what to do next.
    Susan must have read my mind because her hands moved to her top
and she removed it. I stroked my cock faster and she began to fondle
her breasts while we watched each other. I began to walk slowly toward
my sister's room and she looked at me with pleading eyes. I was
overcome by desire and misread her expression. The closer I got the
more I wanted her, but I failed to see her reaction and by the time I
got to the entrance to the room she was frantically trying to replace
her top. I froze in my steps.
    "Please don't," I begged. "I promise not to come any closer and I
won't try anything. Just let me finish. If you don't, I think I'm
going to die."
    "I've heard promises before." Susan's back was to me. She looked
naked except for the strings around her back and waist and the one
inch strap of cloth that disappeared between her luscious buttocks.
    "If you didn't trust me you'd already have bolted." I began to
stroke my throbbing erection again. "Please turn around and let me see
your breasts."
    Susan shrugged and turned around. "I must be crazy," she muttered,
then let her top fall to the floor. "You better not try anything."
    "I'm the crazy one." I felt the first quakes of orgasm rake my
body. My knees weakened.
    "Why?"
    "For making that promise before I got a good look at you." I was
in so much pleasure that my hips were thrusting my cock into my
pounding hand. "You're twice as beautiful as I ever imagined and it
looks like your breasts need a pair of hot lips. I bet you want those
nipples sucked just as much as I want to suck them."
    "Maybe..." Susan blushed, she touched her nipples and her eyes
stared into mine pleading. "...I want to let you but it's best if I
don't. At least not yet."
    "Why?" I stared back.
    "Please." Her eyes fell to my cock. "You promised not to try
anything and I want to watch you."
    "It doesn't matter. now. It's too late for me to try anything. I'm
going to come!"
    My hand moved faster and faster, and my balls retracted in prepa-
ration for that which was about to happen. The intense pleasure caused
me to rise up on my toes. My hand became a blur of motion on my cock
and every muscle in my body strained.
    "Do you want to lie down or something?" Susan asked with concern
in her voice and gestured toward the bed.
    "Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God!" I chanted. I was stuck on the verge
of ecstacy for what seemed like eternity. The pleasure built and built
until I knew I was going to have the mother of all comes. I leaned
against the door frame for support and my free hand moved to my aching
testicles and milked them gently trying to nurse my orgasm along.
    "Let me see it, Susan. Take off that G-string and show it to me."
    "You promised!" Susan took a step back. Her eyes never left the
sight of my erection.
    "Please. I'm gonna come any second. Just let me see it. Show me
your pussy."
    "Damn!" Susan sounded angry, yet she reached for the knot on her
G-string. "I knew this would get out of hand."
    "Yes. Yes. Yes!" The first wave of orgasm swelled to monstrous
proportions and the anticipation of seeing her pussy overwhelmed body
and soul. "Hurry! I want to see it before I come!"
    Susan pulled the tiny triangle to one side and golden pussy hair
came into view. And then I saw her pink lips. They bulged out, moist
and swollen. Clawed fingers tugged the crotch of her G-string aside
and she reached down with her other hand. Middle and index fingers
paralleled her young slit and she spread herself, revealing open,
flowered inner lips. She held the lips apart while her free hand came
down to toy and rub her clit. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets
from the sheer pleasure she must have been administering to herself,
and her clit extended from the knotted sheath of flesh like a sword. A
finger disappeared between her slippery inner lips and reappeared
covered with creamy excitement. The fragrance of her sex was thick in
the air  honey-suckle on a hot summer day  and she must have known I'd
imagine it's flavor when she seductively moved her glistening finger
to her own mouth. The playful smile on her face became distorted and
her expression became one of pure nastiness as she reached back down.
With both hands she spread her pussy wide open and I suddenly saw the
secrets of her tight red hole. At that moment my orgasm overcame my
body and soul.
    When the first shot flew eight feet across the room and landed on
the wall, Susan squealed with wonder. The second shot didn't fair as
well, but still travelled more than five feet to land on my sister's
bed. The next few were more like dribbling gushers than anything else.
Then I trembled and quaked and a massive stream shot out against the
wall again. Susan gasped and my cock exploded several more times as I
fell to the carpet exhausted.
    When I came to my senses I knew it had been no dream. I was naked
and lying on the carpet in my sister's bedroom. Come was on the wall,
my sister's bed, the carpet and all over myself. I sat up in a daze.
Susan must have left in a hurry; my come was still fresh and her
shorts and halter were on the floor. I picked up her shorts to hold
them to my face and even the recent mother of all orgasms didn't stop
my cock from responding to the sweet smell. The thought of her young
pussy made me rock hard within seconds, but I knew I'd have to wait.
Jerking-off alone would never be the same again.





Chapter Two

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

 


                              
        The Wild Days          
                               
                  Rocket       
                               
                               


Chapter Three

    I sulked around the house all morning waiting for the phone to
ring, but it remained obstinately silent. Instead the doorbell rang at
noon and I opened the door for Susan. To my delight she had on a thin
summer dress cut low enough to reveal her cleavage and lack of bra.
The points of her nipples made nice impressions in the fabric and her
hem was suggestively high on her legs. I wondered if she wore panties.
    "Hi," she chirped and entered the house. She swayed to the sofa
and sat down.
    "Hello," I replied as I took a seat on the couch facing her. She
was showing more thigh than was polite, yet not enough for me to see
anything. She was a good tease.
    "Did you look under her bed?"
    "Yes." I blushed as I remembered how I had sucked on the dildo. I
made a mental note to never do it again.
    "What did you find?" She asked wickedly.
    "Two magazines, a Penthouse that I think she stole from me and
another that was full of stories about incest. I also found the
dildo."
    "Did it turn you on?" Susan winked.
    "Yes." I stared into her eyes. "I jerked-off and came in a pair of
her panties."
    "Leave them under the pillow for her." Susan laughed and opened
her knees a few inches. "I know she'll love to find them."
    "How long has she been using a dildo?" I had to look down because
she was indeed without panties and her bush stared out from between
her thighs. I licked my lips and wanted to see more.
    "Does it surprise you to know she uses a dildo?"
    "Yes." I reached for my cock to adjusted it. "She's only
    eighteen." "I'm eighteen too!" Susan let her knees inch apart a
    slight bit more. "Do you think I use a dildo?"
    "I don't know. Do you?" I stared at her pussy. Her bush was thick
but still thin enough to reveal the fat lips nestled underneath. The
crack of her pussy was swollen with maturity, but it's crevasse was
clamped shut with youthful tightness.
    "Yes." Susan shrugged. "The dildo belongs to me and I let her
borrow it. What do you think now?"
    "I think I'm bigger and better," I said and reached for my zipper.
It rasped open down and then I reached in to pull out my straining
erection. It was wild, stroking myself in front of her while she
watched as though it was the normal thing to do.
    "That looks like an offer." Susan blushed. "Would you make the
same offer to Mary?"
    "She's not sitting in front of me with her pussy staring out from
between her legs. But if she were, and knowing what I know now? Yes,
I'd probably make the same offer." My heart raced at the confession.
    "I'm not the only one showing off." Susan pointed at my crotch.
    "Would you like me to put it away?"
    "No." Susan looked into my eyes. "I dreamed about you last night.
Did you dream about me or Mary?"
    "That's a loaded question."
    "It's okay." Susan giggled. "I can imagine what was in your mind
last night, but I hope you thought about me just a little bit."
    "I thought about you a lot." One of my hands went to my swollen
balls and fondled them while I gripped my shaft more tightly. She must
have enjoyed watching because her nipples got hard under her dress.
Her pussy lips became puffy and flowered open to reveal the juicy pink
inside. I saw that her clit was as hard as her nipples.
    "Take off your dress."
    Susan rose to her feet. She reached for the hem and pulled her
dress up and off over her head in one quick motion. The garment
trailed from her hand for a moment before fluttering to the floor. She
stood naked before me for an eternity, then lifted her hands. She
cupped the mounds of her breasts and held them up, offering their pink
nipples to my stare.
    "They're beautiful!" I licked my lips and stroked my cock faster
as I imagined what it would be like to kiss and suck her huge nipples.
"Turn around and show me your ass."
    "You're a real pervert!" Susan teased as she turned her back to me
and bent forward slightly while her hands slowly slid down her sides
until they were on her round ass. She fondled her cheeks like sexual
organs for a few long moments, then spread them playfully open. I
whistled appreciation of her tight puckered anus and she reciprocated
by bending over double to reveal the wet rear entry of her youthful
pussy. She searched my wild lusty eyes from between her legs while her
hands moved up the back of her thighs. She smiled and winked when her
fingers grazed her vulnerable pussy lips, then she straightened up and
spun around to face me.
    "You have a nice ass, too!" I was breathless. She obviously knew
the mind of a nineteen year old boy.
    "And you have a nice erection." Her eyes stared at it.
    "How many have you seen?" I was curious.
    "Four." She smiled.
    "One belonged to the guy who took my virginity. That was almost a
year ago. I let him take it two dozen times over a two week period
just to make sure the job was done properly. It was fun.
    "One belonged to a jerk who thought he was going to get some but
he never got more than a look.
    "One belongs to you, and the other is my brother's."
    "Paul?" I stammered. "You've seen him hard?"
    "Yeah, he spies on me all the time and I've spied on him a couple
times. He'd probably flip if he knew I watched him jerk-off." She had
a mischievous look in her eyes.
    "You watched him jerk-off?" I asked incredulous.
    "Has he seen you do... I mean... has he seen you with that dildo?"
    "Hell no!" She laughed. "I'd fuck him before I tortured him like
that, and I have no intentions of fucking him because he doesn't turn
me on."
    "Good." I relaxed. "But why do you spy on him?"
    "You're worse than your sister!" Susan sat down on the sofa and
spread her legs wide. "I do it because it's naughty and I love to do
naughty things."
    My eyes widened at the sight of her pussy revealing it's secrets.
Her clit jutted stiffly from the top of her pink slit and her flowered
inner-lips dripped from the excitement coming from within.
    "Why am I worse than my sister?"
    "Both of you are jealous." Susan moved a hand down to her pussy.
One finger dipped briefly at the bottom before running up the crease
and pausing at her clit. "If Mary knew what we were doing right now, I
don't know who she'd be the most jealous of  me or you."
    "If she's jealous of you, then I'd be glad to please her just as
I'd be glad to please you." I laughed and licked my lips at the sight
of the finger cycling the length of her slit. Her teasing was taking
it's toll and my hips began thrusting my cock into my hand. "But if
she's jealous of me, then you have a problem."
    "What makes you think that would be a problem?" Susan's face
blushed and she rammed a finger deep into her pussy.
    "Jesus!" My eyes bulged and I held my breath. This kind of visual
stimulation was new to me and I couldn't take my eyes off her, nor
could I think about the implication of what she had said.
    Susan's feet came up onto the sofa and she planted them on either
side of her ass. When her thighs opened again she was spread complete-
ly open. She used one hand to rub her clit while she worked two
fingers up her tight, cream clogged hole. She removed them and the
aroma of her sex permeated the air as she brought the glistening
digits to her lips and licked them with the seduction of a pro. Her
eyes rolled as she tasted herself and then she looked wildly at me
eyes as the fingers returned to her waiting pussy and plunged in to
the hilt. She gasped and began furiously to finger-fuck herself.
    Perhaps it was the look in her eyes, but I knew something had
snapped  this was no longer simply a nasty game for her. Her desperate
masturbation was truly amazing. I dropped to the carpet and knelt with
my face less than a foot from her gyrating. She moaned and fingered
herself ever harder while I had a bird's-eye view. Her tight pussy
yielded at each thrust and her knuckles smacked the tender labia with
such a force that I wondered if she was consciously adding pain to her
pleasure. Lubricant poured forth in such an abundance that it matted
her hair and began to run down onto the sofa.
    Finally she rammed her fingers home and rolled her knuckles
against her engorged pussy while the other hand furiously rubbed her
clit. She moaned loudly as her ass rose from the sofa and then her
thigh muscles began to ripple. Her fingers stopped moving and squeezed
her clit roughly, as though trying to pull from her pelvis while her
body thrashed in orgasm. Despite the fact that her hole was plugged
with two fingers, I saw it pulsate around them and gush an abundance
of cream. It was too much for any man to bare.
    My face rose up and I arched my back while my hand moved on my
orgasmic erection with blinding speed and I moaned loudly as a warning
as I began to come. My eyes were closed but I knew my sperm was
landing on her body. That thought extended my orgasm for what seemed
forever. The intensity faded at last and I opened my eyes to see her
smearing come onto her breasts and stomach like a precious lotion.
    I tensed and began to come again. This time it landed on her
pussy. Susan stretched to hold her pussy open and give me a better
target. I moaned and leaned forward as I came all over her most
intimate spot.
    Susan's eyes glazed as my cock drew closer. I knew she wanted me,
but the intensity of a  double orgasm had been too much. My cock was
already too soft to do anything when I nestled it against her slippery
slit. Her hands came up and she tried to pull me in, but it was no
use.
    I looked into her eyes like a boy who had lost Christmas. She
began to laugh and I had to laugh too. It wasn't really funny, because
I wanted to fuck her more than I wanted my next breath. She must have
sensed my embarrassment because she moved her lips to mine and kissed
me. Her tongue darted into my mouth and we tongue-fucked for several
minutes.
    Susan rolled out from under me and rose to her feet. She reached
for her dress and I silently watched her put it on. It looked so
innocent and sweet on her and it turned me on to know she was naked
and smeared with my come underneath.
    "Please don't go." I suddenly wanted her to stay.
    "I have too." She looked at me a sparkle in her eyes.
    "Why?" I was puzzled.
    She winked. "I have to go to the clinic."
    "The clinic?"
    "Yeah," she laughed. "Where else do you think a sixteen-year-old
can get the pill?"
    "Are you serious?" I brightened.
    "Does this look serious?" She lifted her dress and held her pussy
lips open to show the white, frothy come in her cunt.
    "Yeah." I stared in wonder. "You have a nasty way of making your
point."
    "The nastier the better." She gathered our juices on curved
fingers and lifted them to her lips. Her tongue darted out and she
tasted the sticky substance, then smiled lewdly.
    "Jesus..." I felt my cock throb. "You better get to that clinic
before it's too late. I might be forced into holding you hostage if I
get hard again."
    "Okay." She turned and walked to the door. She was about to step
outside when she looked back over her shoulder. "Should I get enough
pills for two girls?"
    "Damnit..." My cock sprang up and I went after her. "...I warned
you."
    Susan ran down the porch and into the yard. I followed to the
bottom of the steps before I realized that I was still naked. I
stopped and covered myself with both hands. Susan laughed and taunted
me, lifting the front of her dress. If not for the children playing in
the neighbor's yard I'd have tackled her, right then and right there.
Instead I ran back into the house. She must have known I'd be watching
out the window because she stopped and blew me a kiss just before she
turned the corner and disappeared.



                              
        The Wild Days          
                               
                  Rocket       
                               
                               


Chapter Four

    It was long past midnight and I was about to doze off when my door
opened slowly and Mary entered the bedroom. I remained motionless in
bed watching through slitted eyes as she closed the door and stole
quietly toward my bed. She wore a short, sassy nightie that was little
more than a halo of color. Her naked flesh looked fluid and it seemed
to glow as it moved under the silky fabric. I held my breath while
dark nipples waved pert little circles. She drew closer and closer
until she was standing at the foot of my bed.
    Mary stood there for several long seconds, looking down at me
while I pretended sleep. Finally, her hands moved to her breasts and
her breath grew loud and heavy. My eyes were used to the dark so I
could see her fingers fondling and pulling on her silver dollar-sized
nipples. I could also see the dark mysterious triangle of pussy hair
playing peek-a-boo with her ridiculously high hem. She was definitely
without panties, and the sight brought my cock to instant erection.
    Mary fondled her breasts for several minutes before her hands
moved downward. I watched her fingers closely, waiting for them to
touch her pussy, but they moved deliberately past her crotch. I
suspect she knew I was watching; she could certainly see the tented
sheet. Her hands rubbed up and down the insides of her slender thighs
without ever actually touching her pussy.
    Suddenly Mary knelt down and rummaged under my bed. When she got
back to her feet she had a Penthouse magazine in her hand. She gave me
one last look, then quietly walked to my door and left. I was so horny
I kicked the sheets aside and began to jerk-off immediately. Remember-
ing what Susan had said about thin walls encouraged me to stroke my
cock that much harder. My swollen balls bounced and slapped against my
groin, filling the room with loud sounds of self-fulfilling lust. I
came,  wondering if Mary were playing with herself while she listened.
    It was late when I awoke, already noon. I went to take a shower
and literally bumped into my sister. Mary just happened to be coming
out of the bathroom at the same moment I was going in. The force of my
blow nearly sent her sprawling to the floor but she managed to catch
herself by grabbing the sink. Without the use of her hands the towel
wrapped around her body promptly fell to the floor exposing her damp,
luscious body. I had never seen her beauty in broad daylight; my eyes
focused immediately on her sex.
    Her breasts were even lovelier than I had imagined them, large,
pointy mounds, tabular areolae and huge nipples as fat as thumb-tips
and nearly an inch long. They were pink and swollen, as though she had
washed them for too long, and left no doubt about the state of her
arousal. My eyes stared momentarily before they travelled down to her
wet matted bush. The hair was two shades darker than the hair on her
head and to my surprise was neatly trimmed into a tiny triangle that
left her labia bare. My eyes widened at the sight of the lips bulging
out at the top of her legs, and the forbidden slit enchanted me.
    "Jesus!" Mary bent over to pick up her towel. "You should watch
where you're going."
    "I'm sorry." She didn't panic or hurry and was agonizingly slow to
wrap the towel around her chest. I felt my cock straining against the
confines of my shorts. "Are you alright?"
    "I'll survive." Her eyes glanced at my shorts with amusement. "But
will you?"
    She walked off before I could speak. I don't know why I didn't go
after her then  our parents were at work. o I left the bathroom door
open while I showered. My soapy hands made an unmistakable sound as
they moved up and down my erection. I was doing more than just washing
myself and was about to come when I heard a noise in the hallway. It
had to be Mary listening in on me. I determined to tease her by saving
my orgasm for later, when it would be more advantageous.
    Mary wore a thin halter and I watched firm, tits bounce and jiggle
around the house all day. The fabric was white and her dark nipples
shone through as plain as day; they seemed always to be erect. I
stared at them openly every chance I got, and she knew I was more than
just a little excited by the size of my bulges. At times it felt my
shorts must tear into threads from the pressure within but they always
managed contain me. On the other hand my, sister's shorts were much
skimpier and every time she sat I saw labia peeking out around the
taut crotch. Once while I was looking she over-extended her legs and
the tiny crotch slid into her crack. I gasped at the sight of bare
slit when the cloth disappeared between her bulging lips. She sat
there smiling, enjoying my discomfiture. Suddenly I could take no more
and reached for my zipper. My cock was in my hand when she jumped to
her feet and ran to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.
    I couldn't believe it. I felt rejected and went to my bedroom to
relieve my pent-up frustration. As I reached under my bed to retrieve
a Penthouse I found a pair of panties. My heart raced when I realized
they were the ones I had left under her pillow. The little devil had
obviously done more than just borrow a magazine last night.
    I ripped off my shorts and ran for her bedroom. One way or another
I was determined to score a piece of my sister's sweet pussy. The
sounds of sex grew louder as I approached her bedroom door. She was
moaning softly in time with the wet, syrupy noises of her pussy. Mary
was only eighteen, and Mary was my sister, but I knew she was using
the dildo I had sucked and that drove me mad with lust. I wanted not
only to fuck her myself, but also to witness the extraordinary event
to a climatic conclusion. My hand moved to her door knob and turned
it. I held my breath as the door inched open.
    I saw her from the waist up, lying on her back in bed. Her breasts
were jiggling in time to the hands so busy below her waist. I was
about to stick my head in the doorway to see the show of my life when
I heard our front door open and close. If sound could kill I'd have
died then and there. Only two people on earth would enter without
knocking: my mother and my father. Fear crawled up the back of my neck
and I ran for my room as fast as I could. But when I turned the corner
of the hall I ran smack into someone. We tumbled to the floor with me
landing on top.
    "Jesus Christ!" Susan yelped.
    "Sorry." Although my apology was sincere, I made no effort to
rise. My erection was pinned comfortably between our bodies, and that
seemed a good place to leave it.
    "Did I interrupt something?" Susan's eyes were wide as she real-
ized her predicament. She was naked under the skirt and my cock
throbbed against her pussy.
    "Kind of." I tried to smiled.
    One quick motion and my cock would nestle within her vulnerable
pussy. The thought drove me wild with passion. I lowered my mouth to
her lips and she returned my kiss. We moved our tongues together while
I rubbed my erection against the cleft of her pussy. It was the
wettest dry-fuck on earth because her juices were soon running out and
dripping from my balls.
    "Just what did I interrupt?" Susan ended the kiss.
    "I heard fucking sounds, and I think Mary's using the dildo right
now." I rose up slightly and Susan's eyes followed my erection. She
was probably wondering why I didn't fuck her while I had the chance.
"Mary's door was open and I was about to stick my head in for a look
when you came in . Jesus, I thought you were my mother or my father."
    "She probably is using the dildo." Susan sat up with a blush on
her face. "I can come back later if you like. Do you want me to
leave?"
    "Are you serious?" I stared.
    "Yes." She brushed her blond bangs away from her eyes.
    I could believe neither ears nor eyes. She was sitting there
studying my erection like it was the best thing on earth, yet offered
to leave and let me continue to spy on my sister. The lewdness of her
offering excited me beyond self-control. I took her hand and led her
to my bedroom, closed the door and walked to my bed where I could sit
and study her more thoroughly.
    Susan had her hair up in a bun and it added years to her age; an
older more sophisticated look. Her white blouse and black mini went
with the image perfectly and she looked more like a seductive mistress
than a young school-girl. The fact that she was braless didn't sur-
prise me the least and I'd have been disappointed had I been unable to
see her nipples shining through. Her skirt was short, too short to be
going without panties, but I knew she was.
    Susan gave me a wild look. "Talk to me." She saw the hunger in my
eyes and began to unbutton her blouse.
    "It started this morning. I bumped into her. I was going into the
bathroom as she was coming out. She almost fell but she managed to
catch herself, but her towel hit the floor. She was completely naked
in broad daylight. Even though she read the look in my eyes, she
picked up the towel and slowly covered herself as if it was nothing. I
left the door open while I showered and I paid particular attention to
my erection. I'd have finished myself off but then I heard a noise in
the hall and knew she was listening. All day long we've been playing
cat and mouse. I kept getting hard and she kept flashing her crotch.
Her pussy has been peeking out all day, but a few minutes ago she
opened her legs a little too wide. I sat there and watched it swallow
the crotch of her shorts. It was more than I could take; I reached for
my cock and the moment I pulled it out she ran to her bedroom."
    "Why didn't you go after her?" Susan let her blouse fall to the
floor and she reached for her mini.
    "The only thing I wanted to do at that moment was relieve myself.
I went to my room to jerk-off, but when I reached under my bed for a
Penthouse I found the panties. You know, the ones I soiled and put
under her pillow. That was the last straw. I stripped off my clothes
and went after her. When I got to her door I heard the sounds. You
know... the wet syrupy sounds of a dildo."
    Susan dropped her mini and walked to the bed. She stood before me
like the goddess of sex. "Are you sure you want me to stay?"
    "There's only one way I'm ever going to let you leave here." I
spread my knees wide and reached for her. My hands went up the back of
her thighs to her buttocks and I pulled her close.
    "How's that?" Susan's hands came down to my head and she nestled
against me.
    "Completely satisfied." I looked up seriously.
    Her nipples were pebbles against my face and the heat of her bush
burned my belly. My hands fondled her ass while I kissed and licked
every inch of her breasts. When I started to suck her nipples, she
began to moan and feed them to me. My hands slid up her back and I
rolled backward pulling her with me. Our mouths met and we kissed
while she settled her pussy against my erection. She used her groove
like a slot and pinioned it up and down the length of my straining
cock. Her cream began to ooze and bathe us in thick, syrupy lubricant.
Every now and then her vaginal opening slid over the cap and engulfed
it in a fiery grasp. I thrust up for more but the opening always
wriggled away.
    Sensing my impatience, Susan began to kiss down my chest. She
stopped to suck on my nipples and I was surprised by how good it felt.
Her tongue probed my belly button then descended to my erection. She
kissed and nibbled up and down its length while her hands stroked it.
Then she took my the knob into her mouth. When her tongue swirled
around the cap I cupped her head. She made a gurgling sound as her
mouth came down, taking me deep into her throat. I was surprised and
moaned with pleasure. I'd never have believed it was possible, but she
was consuming my whole cock.
    "Jesus, Susan!" I tried to retain control of my faculties. "Where
in the hell did you learn that?"
    Susan's mouth slowly rose up off my cock. She licked her lips and
smiled. "I've been practicing on the dildo. Am I doing it right?"
    "Hell, yeah!" I laughed and pulled her face back to my lap.
    Susan took me back into her mouth and began to suck with a pas-
sion. Her head moved up and down, faster and faster, and I knew I
would come soon. I warned her, but she sucked even harder until
finally I could delay no longer. I exploded in her mouth and she
continued to suck me while my come filled her mouth. She even managed
to swallow most of it before she moved her mouth away. I rose up on my
elbows to watch her lick my spent cock clean. It turned me on so much
that I was hard again before she was finished.
    "It's my turn!" I said as I pushed her onto her back.
    "Oh please. I can't wait." She spread her legs wide open.
    I looked at her blond pussy for a glorious moment, a beautiful
sight, covered with syrupy cream and opened for me. I poked a finger
into the tight hole, then removed the glistening digit and lifted it
to my lips. Susan intercepted my hand and pulled the finger to her own
mouth. I discerned the naughtiest look in her eyes as her tongue
darted out to taste her own juices. It turned me on.
    After she sucked my finger clean I plugged it back into her oozing
hole. I leaned forward and sucked her clit while I thrust my finger in
and out. She moaned and her hands came down to my head as she pulled
me to her roughly. Her tight cunt pulsated around my finger and I
guessed she must be coming. I blindly moved the finger up to her
waiting mouth and rammed my tongue deep into her pussy. She licked and
sucked her come from my fingers while I drank the nectar straight from
her hole. It was delicious!
    I tongued her pussy until the orgasm had passed, then kissed up
the muscular belly to her breasts. I stopped to suck on her nipples
amazed at how hard they remained. I finally reached her mouth and we
kissed wetly. While our tongues waltzed in what had become a single
mouth, I thrust my erection against her slippery slit. I knew it was
time when her hand wormed in between us. She guided my helmet to her
vestibule and it slipped into her hot, tight hole. I suddenly wanted
to watch so I knelt up and spread her legs back.
    "Fuck me, Rich." Susan moaned.
    "Yes, Rich, why don't you fuck her?" Mary's voice chirped from
behind me.
    I spun around, still holding Susan's legs back. The most embar-
rassing thing that could have ever happened, had happened. My sister
was standing in my doorway getting an eyeful of me and Susan. She was
naked and leaned casually on the door frame as though she'd been
watching for hours.
    "Well?" Mary said, with a toss of her hair. "Don't let me inter-
rupt. You two were obviously having a good time, so just carry on as
you were. I hope you don't mind if I watch, though."
    I was scarlet with embarrassment. The blood pounded in my temples,
but I couldn't let go of Susan. It was as if my cock was glued in the
entrance of her pussy.
    Mary came into the room, pulled the  chair up to the edge of my
bed and sat down. Hard nipples stuck out and she opened her legs wide,
letting me see all the way up to her pussy. Hairless lips parted to
reveal a wetness she made no effort to hide.
    "Come on, you two." Mary said, her voice teasing and very erotic.
"Show me a good fuck. I've never seen a slut with my brother."
    "I'm not a fucking slut!" Susan snapped, but she lacked credibili-
ty with my cock up her cunt.
    Mary smirked, then dropped a hand to the inside of her knee.
Tantalizingly, slowly, she slid her fingers up her long smooth thigh
until they grazed her drenched labia. She touched her breasts with her
other hand, fingertips stroking slowly across uptilted nipples. Did
they grow even stiffer under her caress? She licked her lips deli-
cately, then smiled.
    "Still waters run deep, don't they brother? But I never thought
I'd catch you fucking my dear friend Susan. If you show me a really
good fuck, maybe I'll show you something even sexier!"
    Her fingers were tracing the length of her pussy lips and sporadi-
cally disappearing between them. I swallowed hard because I had
squirted over many Penthouse pets who weren't nearly as good-looking
as she. I wanted her under me and I wanted my cock to be her fingers.
    "Bang-bang!" Mary cupped her incredible tits and aimed the proud
pink nipples at me. "Turn me on, brother, and I'll return the favor!"
    This was a side of my sister I'd never seen before. To have her
sitting there, holding her bare breasts, flashing her pussy while she
stroked it, talking dirty to us... it did crazy things to my head. If
she wanted to see it, well damnit, we'd give her the show of her life.
    I returned my face to Susan, conscious that my sister was intently
watching our every move. I kissed daintily at her lips, still not
certain I should be doing this, but our tongues met again and there
was no stopping. Deliberately, slowly, I lowered my aching cock down
into her hot, wet pussy until my groin was firmly pressed against her
pubic arch. She squeezed triumphantly and we began to fuck.
    I was vaguely aware that Mary was no longer seated in the chair,
that she was kneeling beside us. A hard, hot nipple brushed my bare
arm, sending tingles through my body. I glanced over at her. She was
flushed with excitement, lust burning in her watchful eyes. Wet sounds
gurgled from Susan's pussy but I didn't care, just kept moving my cock
in and out. Mary reached in to capture my balls in her hand.
    "Mmmm. Brother dear, this is some nice cock. You could have any
girl you want. All you have to do is show them this whopper!"
    Aflame with ardor I could not speak. She smiled and began to
squeeze a rippling rhythm on my testicles. I wasn't sure if her hand
felt as good as Susan's pussy on my cock, but it was a welcome addi-
tion. Pleasure caused me to fuck with long deep thrusts.
    Susan was taking it all pretty calmly, considering that my sister
had caught us and called her a slut. But the calmness departed as our
fucking grew more intense. Soon her hot little hole was moving with
and tilted hips matched thrust for thrust.
    "Oh shit, Rich, I'm gonna come on your cock!" Susan groaned and I
froze, sure that any further motion would send me over the edge, too.
    "Go ahead, brother; fuck her all the way off!" Mary sensed my
hesitation. She whispered in my ear, her tongue tapping the words into
my soul. "You're doing just fine so far. And you deserve to come!"
    I raised up on my arms, and Susan grabbed my ass while I posses-
sively pumped my cock within the orgasmic grasp of her pussy. She
jerked up and down, twisting furiously. My cock sloshed in and out
until suddenly the first squirt splashed into the depths of her
vagina. I moaned and slammed home with what I knew would be an enor-
mous load. My sister giggled and her hand continued to milk my balls
until they were spent.
    "Now it's time for the best part." Mary spoke in a teasing voice.
She pulled me from Susan and rolled me onto my back. She straddled my
lap and helped Susan up. By the time I realized what she was up to it
was too late. Susan's come filled pussy came down on my mouth. I knew
what come looked like, and felt like, but I wasn't sure I was ready
for a load of descending, gushing, flowing into my mouth!
    "Eat her, brother!" Mary wiggled her pussy against my spent cock.
It was hot  almost scalding  but it hit my taste buds, and it was
delicious! I opened my mouth wide and implored Susan to drain her
pussy and fill me. What I couldn't swallow dripped from my lips.
    My tongue was still slimy from the excess when Mary pushed Susan
off my face and pulled my mouth to hers for a kiss that opened my
eyes. Her tongue worked into my mouth, and she was actually sucking
Susan's and my come out! Her hand grasped my cock, stroking it rough-
ly, and her bare tits were irresistible melons of seduction wriggling
over my chest.
    "I've never seen anything like that!" Mary panted, "And I thought
I'd seen it all!"
    How anyone could have seen everything at her age I don't know, but
Mary obviously knew a lot about sex. She kissed like nobody's business
and her hand technique was probably illegal in fourteen states. I
wondered what would happen next; she seemed to be the one in control.
    She kept kissing me, but her eyes glanced downward. I was as hard
now as I'd ever be in this life or the next, and she worked her
fingers round and round the swollen proof of her talent. One last kiss
on the mouth, and then she was going down my neck, onto my chest.
    I didn't have much hair there, but my nipples were as hard as
hers. She licked them and sucked them, even bit them. It made me
groan, but it was a good groan, full of pleasure. Her breasts were
suddenly in my hands, as perfect as I'd always imagined they would be.
The flesh was firm but slightly spongy, and my fingers rolled round
and round her hard pointy nipples.
    Mary kept moving downward, and I knew she was going to take my
cock into her mouth. Her lips hovered an inch above the precome-shiny
helmet.
    "This is the best way to get boy-come!" Her lips ovaled and slid
downward over my prick. I heard her groan slightly, but she didn't
hesitate a second as she took me all the way into her throat. I don't
know where my sister picked up that trick, but she was damn good.
    Susan was sitting up, stroking her pussy. It was obvious that she
found the view arousing as hell. Despite the big orgasm she had all
over and around my cock, her pussy was beginning to glow again. The
more she rubbed herself, the hornier and wetter she became. Her eyes
intent, watching my sister suck my cock.
    Mary gulped and gobbled, effortlessly fucking my engorged cock
with her mouth and throat. She looked up at me, smug pride beaming in
her eyes, but she had the technique to back up the smugness. Her
tongue rapped me lewdly, and the hand on my balls beat rhythmic
squeezes that sent me stabbing deeper into her bottomless throat. If I
didn't come in ten seconds, I would die.
    Actually, I doubt I lasted five seconds. I howled as my balls
erupted, and a river squirted up the long shaft of my dick. The tip
was at the bottom of Mary's throat, and she gulped my load as it
poured into her. She didn't blink an eye, and the corners of her mouth
lifted in an arrogant smile as she swallowed my gift.
    Mary finally had to come up for air, panting hoarsely. I was still
fondling her breasts and she urged them into my hands while she opened
her legs wide. The aroma of her arousal was unmistakable and as soon
as I got a whiff of it my head swam. I had to fuck my sister. I cupped
her crotch with one hand, finger slipping into the fiery center of her
body. I could feel the juices oozing from her taut opening, and now it
was my turn to look smug. My sister had been aroused  by sucking my
cock.
    "Sis? You said you'd show me something sexy," I reminded her.
    Mary smiled. A bubble emerged from between her lips. It started to
slide down her chin, but she caught it on her finger tips.
    "Here." She offered the juice to Susan. Susan's mouth opened and
sucked on Mary's fingers. "Should we show him something really, really
sexy?"
    "Are you sure?" Susan blushed.
    I had no idea what they were talking about until Mary thrust her
face between Susan's legs. My sister's tongue darted out into Susan's
pussy and I gasped. Susan's blue eyes rolled lasciviously and she lay
back, surrendering to pleasure. Mary swung into a sixty-nine and
lowered her pussy. Susan's tongue speared up to meet her.
    Nothing on earth, and I mean nothing, could have prepared me for
what I witnessed. They licked and sucked at each other as though born
for eating pussy. My cock throbbed, and Mary grasped it possessively,
keeping it hard while she ate her dearest friend.
    Susan began to moan loudly. She was getting off, but my sister
kept licking her like a dog drinking from a well. Finally, Mary looked
up from Susan's golden pussy, and pushed me onto my back.
    "I want you now," she told me as she straddled me. Leaning for-
ward, she slapped me in the face with pink-nippled breasts. I kissed
the points with lips and tongue, sucking one into my mouth. Mary
sighed and wiggled her pussy against my aching erection.
    She stroked her creamy slit with the tip of my prick, then swamped
me with her pussy, grinding down hard on the full length of my dick.
Her pussy was even more vivacious than her mouth in what it could do
to a stiff cock, and it swooped up and down my tool, milking me with
muscles I'd never suspected that girls possessed. We fucked and kissed
and shared the flavor of Susan's pussy in our mouths.
    I wanted Susan on my face while sister rode my cock, but when I
looked for her she was gone. I pictured her walking down the street
with her freshly fucked pussy still wet and naked under her short,
skimpy mini. Mary sensed my excitement and moved her pussy faster and
faster as my orgasm built. Finally I moaned and blasted my sister's
pussy in the greatest orgasm come of the day.
    I knew what she wanted when her pussy moved from my cock to my
face. I didn't hesitate to drink from that well, and tasted the unique
flavor of our mixture as it flooded my mouth. By the time she lifted
her pussy from my lips I was almost hard again. But it was almost time
for our parents to get home so we had to call it a day. Reluctantly,
of course, we kissed and then she got up to go to her room.



