Rico’s List #39 

LENNIE'S FIRST DATE - PART I

                  A Story of Brother and Sister Sex
                           By Day Dreamer

    I live on a farm about twelve miles from Lubbock, so I guess you
could call me a country boy.  Other than the bus ride to and from
school and the limitation on extracurricular activities, living so
far out isn't bad at all.  Our "farm house" is as modern as any
you'll find in town, and we have all the conveniences everyone else
has.

   The main restriction of country living has been on my social
life.  It's a rare occasion for a friend from school to come to see
me, and with no neighbor kids anywhere close, Lennie, my year-
younger sister, and I sometimes get a little lonely.  Because we've
had to depend on each other for friendship, Lennie and I get along a
lot better than most brothers and sisters.  I consider her a good
friend, and she views me the same way.

   Lennie (that's short for "Marlene"--Mom and Dad were Dietrich
fans) and I look a lot alike.  We're both blond with freckles and
built on the lean side.  (I like to think of myself as "wiry" and
Lennie as "petite," but I guess most people would classify us both
as "thin.")  A lot of girls think I'm nice-looking, or at least
Lennie tells me they do.  Lennie's nice-looking, too.  Although
she is slender, she blossomed early and is endowed with really nice
breasts, firm, well-rounded hips and a tight, squirmy little
bottom.  I've overheard boys at school talk about how they would
give anything to get in her panties, so I'm not the only boy who
thinks she's sexy and pretty.

   Even though we were close friends and confided in each other,
Lennie and I never did anything sexual with each other.  I hadn't
seen her nude in about four years (and it was an accident, then)
and we never "played doctor" or anything like that.  We hadn't even
talked about sex, so I really didn't know how much she knew or how
she felt about it.  Since Mom and Dad only let her go out with
groups or on double dates, I figured she had not an opportunity to
go very far with any boy.  I believed that even though she was
almost seventeen years old, she for a certainty was still a virgin.

   Being a virgin was something I could identify with, because I
too was still afflicted with that condition.  Not only was I still
a virgin, but I had never touched a girl sexually and had never
seen naked breasts or a pussy except in girlie magazines. I had had
many a fantasy about seeing and touching a naked girl and finally
going all the way and losing my virginity, but thus far the only
sexual pleasure I had experienced was self-administered.  Although
this gave me some sexual relief, it didn't last long, and I seemed
to grow hornier with each passing day.

   My situation pretty well rocked along like this until the time
Mom and Dad had to leave town for the weekend to attend a funeral.
Because we had animals that needed feeding, I got the chore of
staying home and taking care of them.  That suited me fine, because
I had no desire at all to go with Mom and Dad. When Lennie found I
was staying home, she pleaded to stay home too.  Mom and Dad
allowed it on the condition that neither of us have a date while
they were gone.  They did agree, though, that I could go see the
movie at the drive-in as long as I took Lennie with me.  I hadn't
planned to leave her at home by herself anyway, so that wasn't any
big deal.  After final admonitions to behave ourselves and eat well,
Mom and Dad finally left on Friday morning just as Lennie and I
hurried to catch the school bus.

   After school was out and Lennie and I rode the school bus home,
I went down to the barn and took care of my chores--feeding the
cattle, filling the hog trough, and putting seed in the chicken
feeder.  When I finished and got back to the house, Lennie had
cooked supper and had it on the table.  She's a good cook, and I
complimented her on the meal.  She seemed pleased by the compliment
and said that she liked trying to be a "good wife" for me.  She
smiled and said there were a lot of things about being a wife she
didn't know about yet, but she was looking forward to finding out
about them.  I laughed and told her she still had a ways to go
before that happened.  She just smiled again--a soft, enigmatic
sort of smile--and said, "Well, maybe so, maybe not.  In the
meantime, why don't we get cleaned up so we can go to the movie.
You are taking me to the movie tonight, aren't you?"

   "You bet," I replied.  I couldn't resist teasing her a little
and added, "You finally get to go on a one-on-one date, but it's
with your brother."

   With that strange smile back on her face, Lennie said, "Well,
make fun of me if you want, big brother, but I could do a whole lot
worse.  I lot of my friends would love to be in my place tonight."

   "Yeah, I'll bet.  Who are you talking about--skinny, buck-toothed
Sally?"

   Lennie laughed and said, "Well, I'm sure she would too, but I
was talking about Lauren."

   "Lauren Wilton?  You mean Lauren Wilton wants to have a date
with me?  How did you find out?  She's so quiet, I'm amazed she
would have talked about it."

   Lennie grinned and said, "She's just quiet around boys.  Around
other girls she's not that way.  She's told me a lot of things about
herself--some of them really personal.  One of the things is that
she has a large case of the hots for you."

   I was totally surprised by Lennie's revelation.  Lauren Wilton
was a girl about Lennie's age, and even though she was quiet and a
little on the shy side, I had always thought she was pretty.  Not
only pretty, but sexy, with a cute cheerleader-type body.  I began
to think that maybe there was more to Lauren than met the eye and
that I should think about asking her for a date.  I wasn't sure
what Lennie meant by "hots," but it did sound as if the prospects
might be better than just a little hand-holding.  Even though
Lauren's brother and I were friends, I wasn't averse to the thought
of trying to find out just what her "hots" amounted to.

   I was also surprised by Lennie's using such a word to describe
how Lauren felt.  I had considered Lennie to be completely innocent
and naive about sex and was taken aback that she seemed to be a
little more knowledgeable about the subject than I have given her
credit for.  I realized from the way she described her relations
with Lauren that girls talked among themselves just as boys did and
that she might be a whole further down the road of knowledge than I
thought.  I also wondered if I had been wrong about her.  Maybe she
wasn't a virgin, maybe she had already been laid.  As good looking
as she was, I could see where boys would want to plow her little
garden.  In the deepest, most secret of my masturbatory fantasies, I
had even thought about my being the one to do it.  "What if she's
already been screwing while I've just been pulling my pud?" I
thought. "Somehow or other I'm going to have to find out about her
before the weekend is over and Mom and Dad get back. I'll have to
find out more about Lauren, too."

   By the time I had taken a shower and changed clothes, it was
getting dark enough to start heading toward the drive-in movie.
Lennie was already dressed and waiting for me.  She had on a tank
top and hip-hugger jeans that accented the firm mounds of her
breasts and showed her cute little ass to its full advantage.  If
she hadn't been my sister, I would have been tempted to whistle in
admiration.  "That girl is really getting ripe," I thought.  "Some
guy's going to pluck that cherry soon, and I do mean soon." I
couldn't help but feel a little envy for whoever the lucky guy might
be.

   As we started walking toward the pickup, Lennie linked her arm
through mine and with a big smile said, "Hi, big-brother date. I'm
glad you're taking me to the movie all alone.  This way I can see
what's it's like to go out with a boy on a one-on-one date.  Double
dates are okay, but a one-on-one date would be a whole lot more
fun, if you know what I mean."

   I laughed and said, "Yeah, I guess it's hard to get to sneak a
kiss with an audience watching."

   Lennie squeezed my arm and whispered, "Yeah, it makes it hard to
do that, too."  She laughed at her own remark and then gave my arm
one last squeeze before getting into the pick-up.

   When we got to the drive-in movie, it was closed.  A sign in
front of it said they were having electrical power problems and
would reopen in two days.  "Well, what do we do now?" I asked
aloud.

   "What about that drive-in over in Hale County?  It's only about
twenty miles and we can be there before the movie is very far
along."

   "Gee, I don't know, Len.  I understand all they show there are
adult movies."

   "Why do you think I want to go?" Lennie said, grinning.  "I've
always wanted to see an adult movie, and now we have the chance.
We can both pass for eighteen, so we'll lie about our ages.  Come
on, Rickie, don't be chicken.  Take me to see the sexy movie."

   Well, you don't get by giving me a dare like that, so I gunned
the pickup and we got to the movie in only twenty-five minutes. It
was already dark, and I guess in the dark Len and I looked old
enough because we were allowed to buy tickets without any questions
asked.  I doused my lights and we drove into the movie and took a
space on the last row, one of the few left. I was still trying to
get the speaker into the window, when Len whispered, "God, look at
that!"

   The "that" she was referring to was a completely naked girl with
tits and pussy showing for all to see.  She was in the arms of a
man dressed in just a pair of shorts and they were just starting to
kiss.  The camera zoomed in on their mouths and you could see their
tongues touching and playing sensuous games with each other.  I
finally got the speaker to working and we could hear the girl
moaning softly as the man dropped his hands to her ass and softly
caressed her firm buttocks. After they had kissed and caressed each
other for a few seconds, the man picked up the girl and carried her
through a doorway.

   The next scene showed the man and girl on a bed.  He was on top
of her, thrusting his buttocks in and out like he was giving her
the screwing of her life.  Both of their moans poured out of the
speaker and filled the cab of the truck.  Even though you couldn't
see where their bodies were supposed to be joined, it sure did look
like they were enjoying some of the hottest sex I had ever
imagined.  After a few minutes, they both cried out real loud and
became still.  If I hadn't known they were just acting, I would
have sworn they had both come all over that bed.  Upon completion
of their climax, the picture faded and the scene changed to another
couple, this one fully dressed.

   The new couple didn't stayed clothed very long.  The man soon
had the woman's blouse and bra off and was licking and nibbling on
her nipples.  He loosened her skirt so that it fell to the floor
and she undid his belt and pushed his pants down.  They then fell
on a bed and rubbed and caressed each other all over. The man
tugged at the girl's panties and soon had them down over her feet.
She was now completely naked and her breasts and pussy were
revealed for all to see.  She was panting and trying to pull the
man over on top of her.  He wasn't any dummy and soon he was on top
of her using the same sort of movements the earlier couple had used.

   Just the sounds they were making, much less the hot action, had
me completely aroused and my cock was rigid and throbbing,
completely filling the front of my jeans.  I was breathing hard and
aching to put my hand on my cock and relieve the pressure that had
built to such a fever pitch.  Glancing sideways, I saw that the
movie was having a similar effect on Lennie.  She was squirming on
the seat and breathing as hard as I was.  She scooted across the
seat right up next to me and grabbed me by the arm.  "This movie is
something, isn't it?" she whispered.

   "Yeah, it sure is."

   "Do you think they're really doing it?  The way they're pushed
together I can't see that part, but it sure looks like he's doing
it to her, doesn't it?"

   "They're probably just faking it, but it sure does look real."

   Lennie whispered, "God, I've never seen anything like this. The
only thing wrong is that the girls show everything, but the fronts
of the boys never show.  You get to see the parts you want, but I
don't."

   We sat there watching the movie for a while, neither of us
saying anything, the only sound sighs and moans coming from the
speaker and our hot breathing.  Lennie was still up close against
me, her hand clutching the upper part of my arm.  My cock was
throbbing against its denim cage and I was almost in pain from the
need to touch it and spew out the juices I was building up.  Lennie
must have felt similarly, because she put one hand down to the
inside of her thigh and squirmed her bottom around on the seat.

   She leaned toward me and whispered, "What does watching a movie
like this do to you?  Does it get you excited?"

   "Oh, God, yes!  How about you?"

   Lennie replied, "Yeah, it does me that way too.  Seeing those
couples make out like that has made me horny as hell."  She put a
hand down on top of my thigh and leaned over so that she had her
mouth against my ear.  "What happens to you when you get horny?  Do
you get an erection like the sex-ed books say?"

   Lennie's touch was like electricity.  My cock had been hard
before, but now it stretched even further out, swelling like I had
never had it do before.  Barely able to catch my breath, I
answered, "Yeah, I get a hard-on."

   "You're hard right now?" she whispered.  Without waiting for an
answer, she moved her hand between my thighs right up to where it
covered the hard shaft of my cock.  She rubbed my bulge and
whispered, "God, Rickie!  The whole front of your jeans are swelled
out."  Leaving her hand on my cock, just barely caressing the
bulge, she said, "What do you do when it gets like this?"

   Taken aback by her bold question, I stammered, "Well, I...I take
care of it."  Determined to even the score, I asked her, "What do
YOU do when you get horny?"

   She laughed softly and answered, "I use my hand and relieve
myself.  How do you do it?"

   I laughed along with her and said, "I beat off, too."

   Stilling leaning against me, Lennie said, "Do you need to beat
off now?"

   "Oh, God, YES!  I'm practically dying.  How about you?"

   "In the very worst sort of way," Lennie whispered.  "Do you
think maybe...?"

    "It would be okay to do it here, in front of each other?" I
said, finishing the sentence for her.

   "Yeah, that's what I was going to say," Lennie said, laughing
nervously.

   "We will probably both enjoy the movie better if we did.  Yeah,
let's do it."

   I had no more than gotten the words out than Lennie had her
hands at her waist unbuttoning her jeans and pushing them down to
where they were around her knees.  Even in the dim light I could
see her push a pair of bikini panties down to join the jeans.
Having bared herself for action, she leaned back against the seat
and spread her legs apart.  Immediately one of her hands was
inserted between her thighs, up into the darker shadow I could see
there at their juncture.  She soon had her hand in motion, and a
sigh of pleasure came from her lips.

   Seeing her behave in such a lewd and open manner made me hornier
than I had ever been in my life and I soon had my jeans and shorts
down to my knees just like her.  My cock sprang up tall, bumping
against the steering wheel.  Lennie must have been watching me as
I had watched her because I heard a gasp from her as my cock stood
rigidly, quivering slightly.

   "God, Rickie, your penis is so big and hard.  I had no idea
boys got that big.  It must be seven or eight inches long."

   I had never thought one way or another about how big my cock
was.  I had never compared my hard-on with other guy's and just
assumed mine was of average size.  I was a little puzzled by
Lennie's reaction and could only say, "Yeah, I guess that's about
right."

   "I've never seen a boy's penis before.  I wish there was more
light so I could see it better.  Is it okay if I touch it?"

   Could she touch it?  Oh, God, I had fantasized about a girl
holding and stroking my cock, and now here was one asking me if it
were okay to do so.  Finally, I managed to whisper, "Yeah, if you
want to."

   Lennie reached out her hand and ran her fingertips up and down
the length of my cock, sending shivers of pleasure through me. I
gasped at the touch and jerked my hips in reaction.  She pulled her
hand back and asked, "Did I hurt you?"

   "No," I stammered.  "It just felt so good for someone else to
touch me that I couldn't help the reaction."

   She reached out her hand again and wrapped it around my cock,
holding it lightly in her grip.  "If it feels so good for me to
touch you, why don't you let me give you the relief you need. Tell
me what I'm supposed to do."

   "Just hold lightly like that and rub your hand up and down.
That's all it takes."  After a fews strokes, she had the hang of it
and all I could do was moan in reaction.

   After just a few strokes, she stopped and whispered, "Rickie,
would you mind touching me like I'm touching you.  That way we can
give each other relief at the same time.  Please, will you do me
like I'm doing you?"

    "Yeah," I whispered back, "I'd like that.  I've never touched a
girl before, though, and you will have to show me what I'm supposed
to do."

   Lennie took my trembling hand and guided it between her thighs.
I felt the crinkled hair of her pubic area and then I felt the
swollen labial lips that were nestled in its midst.  Moving a
finger between those lips, I found she was wet and slick there,
like someone had coated her with some like of slickum.  It was
incredibly hot, too, like the heat of her body had concentrated in
that one spot.  I moved my finger up and down the slickened furrow
and found a little bump right at its top.  Lennie jumped as my
fingertip moved across it, and she grabbed my hand, whispering,
"Yes, right there.  Feel that bump?  It's my feel-good spot.  Just
make sure you touch it real often."  I was soon stroking my finger
up and down her wet furrow, moving it from top to bottom and
lightly touching the little bump each time.  She muttered "Ummm,
yes," and thrust her hips toward my each of my hand strokes.  "Yes,
yes," she whispered softly, "Keep doing it just like that--I'm so
hot it won't take much more."

   I could hardly believe Lennie was talking like that.  Even
though her remark about having never seen a cock before convinced me
she was still a virgin, she seemed to know as much and to be as
interested in sex as I was.  From the way she was reacting to my
touch, her excitement was at least a match for mine.

   And talking about excitement--now that she had me stroking her to
her satisfaction, she had returned her attention to my cock and
matched her hand movements on it with those I was using on her wet
pussy.  I couldn't control my hips, but thrust them up to her hand,
meeting each of her hand strokes with an upward push of my rigid
shaft.

   Lennie was reacting in a similar manner, pushing her wet sex
toward my hand and squirming her hips around in little circles. We
could see the man on the screen moving his ass rapidly as though he
were screwing the girl hard and fast.  From the moans coming from
the speaker, I could tell the couple on the screen was building up
to the same sort of massive orgasm that was rushing upon Lennie and
me.  Almost as if we had discussed and agreed to such action,
Lennie and I increased the pace of our motions, racing with the
couple on the screen, seeking to reach orgasm at the same time as
our cinematic counterparts.  After a few moments of this action, it
was impossible to distinguish the sounds we were making from those
coming from the speaker.

   Although having my hand in a girl's pussy for the very first
time and seeing the couple screw on the screen had worked me up to
a level of passion I had never before experienced, I wasn't the
first to come.  Lennie was first.  She threw her head back against
the truck seat and pushed her hips hard against my hand, clamping
her thighs tightly together.  Her whole pelvis shuddered and moved
with rapid little jerks.  She moaned softly, "Oooohhhhhhhh,
yesssssss!  Oh, God, yesssss!"  Her moans quietened down and she
slowly relaxed her thighs from my hand, her breathing still labored.
She opened her eyes and said softly, "Oh, God, I came like I never
have before."  She gripped my cock in her hand once more and asked,
"Did you finish, too?"

   "No," I whispered, "not yet.  I'm almost there, though.  Just do
what you were doing before."

    Lennie resumed her stroking of my cock, moving her hand up to
the pulsating head.  Seeing Lennie orgasm had made me almost come
and pre-come now covered the plum-red knob.  She moved her hand
into the wetness and said, "The top is all wet.  Are you sure you
didn't come?"

   "No, I'm just wet from excitement, like you were.  Keep that up
just a few more strokes and I'll get there.  You'll know it when I
do."

   The couple on the screen had finished and the man was now
standing, leaving the girl on the bed with her knees up and legs
spread apart.  Her pussy was wide open and I could see a little of
the pink flesh inside her labial lips.  I imagined that it had been
my cock that just explored that hair-covered joy hole and filled it
with my hot outpouring.  Lennie's stroking had made my whole cock
slick with pre-come, and her strokes and touches were giving me
almost unbearable pleasure. That pleasure coupled with my fantasy
about the girl on the screen did it for me and it was now my turn
to jerk and thrust and moan.  I pushed my hips up, thrusting my
cock hard into her hand.  It swelled and jerked and a huge glob of
sperm erupted from it and shot up into the air, hitting the dash
board of the truck.  It was immediately followed by another one,
and then another.  Now it was no longer shooting in the air, but
spurting more weakly, just flowing over Lennie's hand and dripping
onto my groin.  Lennie was still stroking it, her hand covered in
jism, slick and wet.  I had grunted with each spurt of sperm and
only now began to relax and quieten down.  My cock was still rigid
and hard, even though it had quit jerking and come had finally
stopped flowing.  I put my hand on Lennie's and stopped her
motions, but she kept her hand on my rigidity, just squeezing
lightly with little loving caresses.  I managed finally to whisper,
"In case you didn't figure it out, I just came."

   Lennie whispered with a trace of awe in her voice, "Oh, God, did
you EVER!  I had no idea it would be like that.  I knew from sex-ed
that sperm came out of a boy's  penis when he had a climax, but you
must have squirted a whole gallon.  It's all over everything."

   "Well, that's more than I usually do.  My being able to touch
you and having you touch me made me so excited that I just kept
coming and coming."

   "You liked touching me?" Lennie whispered.

   "Oh, God, yes. Did you like my touching you?"

   Lennie's hand squeezing my cock harder and she murmured, "Yes!
Yes!  I loved it.  I've been wanting a boy to touch me there for
the longest, and it finally happened."

   Lennie's hand on my cock was beginning to feel real good again,
and I knew that if she kept stroking me I soon would be baptizing
the truck with another load of my jism.  I put my hand down on the
inside of Lennie's thigh and ran it up to where I made contact with
her pussy.  "Want to do it again?" I asked softly.

   Lennie put her other hand behind my head and pulled my face down
to hers.  She put her lips against mine and just brushed them
lightly together.  "Yes!" she whispered, "I want to do it again,
and then again, over and over until we can't do it any more.  But
I also want to see what I'm doing.  I want to be able to see your
penis, to be able to look at it in full light, not the darkness here
in the truck."  She brushed her lips against mine again, a little
teasing kiss that made my cock throb even harder, and said, "There's
no one at the house, Rickie.  We'll have it all to ourselves.  We
can take off all our clothes and see each other completely, touch
each other all over.  We have the whole weekend alone, and we can do
anything we want to.  I can really play like I'm your wife."

   I remembered her comment earlier about being my wife and the
enigmatic smile she had on her face when she said it.  There were
all sorts of things she could mean by the statement, and I could
hardly wait to find out what promises it held.  I reached under the
seat and got out a box of paper hand towels and between the two of
us we soon had the truck and ourselves cleaned up and our clothes
back in place.  All the evidence of our mutual passion was now
cleared away.  All, that is, except the scent of passion that still
filled the truck.

   Lennie sat up tight against me as we rode home, her hand between
my legs, lightly rubbing across my bulging cock.  I wanted to touch
her too, but needed to keep both hands on the steering wheel.  I
mentally vowed to make up for lost time just as soon as we got
home.

   Just before we came to a filling station, Lennie said, "Rickie,
stop here.  I need to tinkle real bad."

   I stopped the truck and Lennie went to the girl's room.  I was
glad she wanted to stop because I needed to go pretty badly myself.
When I went into the restroom, I saw a condom dispenser on the
wall.  Although I couldn't imagine Lennie's and my needing them, I
nonetheless used up all my change and got four of them.  In any
event, I would be prepared if the chance to use a condom ever came
up.

   Lennie came out of the restroom shortly after I had gotten back
into the truck and was smiling real big.  "You must feel better,"
I said.

   Lennie scooted over next to me and laid her head on my shoulder
and put her hand back between my legs.  "Yeah, everything's taken
care of," she said.  "Now, take me home.  Take me home so I can
continue my first date."

    With Lennie's hand on my cock rubbing and caressing me through
my jeans, it was hard to concentrate on driving.  Her squeezing and
touching were making me so horny that it was going to be a race as
what happened first--my coming in my pants or our reaching home.
I thought about what might occur after we got to the house and were
all alone behind closed doors.  Lennie had been very open in
describing what she wanted--to be able to get naked in full light
and see and touch each other all over.  She had come like crazy
from my fingering her pussy and had indicated that she wanted us to
go home and to keep on playing with each other until we just
couldn't come anymore.  With Mom and Dad away for the weekend, we
had the whole house to ourselves and were free to do anything we
wanted.  Right then, with my cock throbbing and reacting to
Lennie's touches the way it was, what I wanted was to come over and
over again, all night long.

   Thinking about seeing my sister Lennie naked made me even
hornier than before.  I remembered seeing the muted shadow of her
pubic hair in the darkness of the drive-in movie, and I wanted to
be able to see that crinkly hair and the labial lips my finger had
explored.  I had never seen a naked girl before and my breathing
became even more hot and heavy as I thought about being able to see
Lennie completely nude.  I realized that all I had touched was
her pussy, that I hadn't even touched her breasts.  I knew she had
nice breasts and could hardly wait to see them completely uncovered.
I imagined what her nipples would look like and how it would be to
take them in my mouth and suck and nibble on them.  Those mental
images made my cock jerk and jump under Lennie's hand, and I knew
that it was only a matter of seconds before my cock filled my shorts
with another outpouring of come.  I groaned and took a hand from the
wheel and put it on top of Lennie's, holding it firmly and stopping
her motions.  "Oh, God, Len!" I muttered, "I'm almost about to come.
If you keep doing that, I'm going to have a hot mess in my pants."

   Lennie stopped her motions and moved her hand to the inside of
my thigh, just rubbing me lightly with her fingertips.  She put her
mouth up my ear and whispered, "I'm sorry, Rick.  I don't know much
about how boys react, and I just wanted to make sure you were still
hot and hard when we get home.  I just love feeling and touching
you when you're hard like this, but I sure don't want you to come
now.  I want to wait until we get home so I can have it my hand and
see it spurt out.  I love the way your penis jerks and jumps around
in my hand when you come, and I want to be able to watch it when it
happens again."

   "Don't worry about my staying hard.  Just thinking about seeing
your naked little cute body is enough by itself to keep my cock rock
hard.  This will be my first time to see a naked girl, and I can
hardly wait to get you naked and touch you all over."

   Lennie's hand tightened on my leg and she whispered, "Yeah, I
know what you mean.  Just thinking about it has got my panities
sopping wet.  I've gotten wet before, but my cunny and panties are
sloppy wet right now." She put her lips to my cheek and kissed me
lightly.  "Oh, God, Rick, don't have a wreck, but get us home as
quick as you can.  I need for you to touch me so bad I'm about to
come just from thinking about it."

   "Don't come yet," I said.  "You wait until we get home, just
like I'm doing."

   Lennie laughed and squeezed my leg again.  "Don't worry about
that.  I can come over and over again, one time right after
another.  Sometimes when I do myself, I get carried away and give
myself so many comes that I can hardly walk afterwards."

   I pictured Lennie sprawled out on her bed, her hand buried in
her pussy as it had been at the movie, and her hips jerking and
thrusting as she shuddered in orgasm after orgasm.  I had thought
Lennie to be naive and innocent about sex, but her words showed
that she was a little sex-pot.  She might still be a virgin, but
she was as avid about sex as I was.  My cock throbbed as I thought
about her naked and sprawled out, but with my hand being the one to
bring her to orgasm--my hand stroking and touching her little
feel-good spot, my finger probing into the virginal little hole
there between the swollen lips of her pussy and causing her to jerk
and thrust her hips as she came over and over again.

   After what seemed an eternity, we finally reached home.  As we
got out of the truck and walked toward the house, Lennie wrapped
her arm around me and pulled herself close to me, our hips touching
and moving against each other.  When we reached the front door,
Lennie turned toward me and holding her face up toward me said,
"Thank you for a wonderful evening, you big, wonderful date.  Do I
get a good night kiss?"

   At first I didn't know what she was doing, but then realized she
was continuing to carry on our little game about my being her date,
her first solo date with a boy.  Even though she was my sister, her
lips looked so tempting that I decided to go along with her little
fantasy game.  I remembered my electric reaction to her kiss on my
cheek and decided to not only be a participant in her fantasy, but
an enthusiastic participant.  I didn't know right then where her
game would lead, but I knew she was as horny as I and wherever it
might lead would probably be where both of us wanted to go.

   I opened my arms and pulled her against me so that our bodies
made full contact.  As I lowered my lips to hers, I felt the firm
little swellings of her breasts press against my chest and the heat
of her groin pressing against my throbbing cock.  When I put my
lips to hers, she wrapped her arms around me and pulled herself
even tighter against me, thrusting her groin against mine and
grinding it in little circles.  Our lips made contact at last and
she softly moaned in reaction.  As our lips pressed against each
other, I completely forgot that it was my sister I was holding.
She was now just a hot sexy girl who seemed to exude sexuality.

   Our lips gradually relaxed and spread apart.  As they did, we
both opened our mouths and tried to devour each other.  Lennie
moved her mouth even wide and I felt the sharp little probe of her
tongue snake into my mouth.  She moved it all around inside my
mouth seeking contact with my tongue.  I responded by moving my
tongue to hers and swirling it around and caressing hers.  She
moaned into my mouth and dropped her hands from my back down to my
buttocks where he rubbed and caressed the hard globes of my ass.
I had no idea it would feel so good to be touched there and the
pleasure her touch gave me made it my turn to moan.

   I moved my hands down to Lennie's ass and kneaded her hard
little ass cheeks.  Moving my hands lower, I explored the cleft
between them and moved down into the area between her legs.  She
gasped as my fingers rubbed her there and pressed herself even
harder against the bulge of my rigid cock.  Suddenly she grabbed me
hard and her hips started shuddering and jerking.  "Oh, God!" she
moaned softly into my mouth.  I could hardly believe it was
happening, but it was obvious that Lennie was having an orgasm. She
was coming from just our kissing and touching each other with our
clothes on.  If she would come like that fully clothed, I could
imagine what her reaction would be when I touched and kissed just
her bare flesh.

   Lennie gradually stopped shuddering and then broke the kiss to
where our lips were just barely touching.  "My parents are gone for
the weekend and I'm going to be all alone in the house. Would you
like to come in--come in and continue what we're doing?"

   "Yes," I whispered, "I want to do what we're doing now and
more."

   "Me, too," she whispered and holding me by the hand she opened
the door and led me into the living room, shutting the door behind
us.  Once inside, she turned on the lights and then kissed me again,
her tongue a wild thing in my mouth.  As she pulled her mouth from
mine, she whispered, "Do you like my body?"

   "Oh, God, yes!"

   "Would you like to see more of it?"

   "I want to see all of it.  I want to get you naked so I can see
every part of you."

   Lennie smiled and motioned me toward her.  "Then come and take
my clothes off.  Take them all off and make me naked."

   I didn't know whether this was a continuation of Lennie's
fantasy game or she was showing me her real self.  I figured it was
probably a combination of both.  Whatever it might be, I was eager
to be a part of it, so I stepped over to her and took hold of her
tee-shirt and pulled it up and over her head.  As I dropped it to
the floor, she turned her back to me and said, "Now unhook my bra
so you can see my boobs."

   I fumbled a few seconds with her bra hook and then got it loose.
I pushed the straps over her shoulders and she shrugged it off and
onto the floor to join her shirt.  Reaching around her, I cupped
her breasts in my hands and caressed them, feeling the hard little
nubbins of her nipples where they thrust out.  She moaned at the
touch and leaned back against me, offering me her mounds as a gift.
As I played with them, I dropped one hand down to the vee of her
thighs, pressing my fingers into her groin. She moaned and
whispered, "Oh, God, you're fixing to make me come again.  Finish
getting my clothes off first.  I want to come from your touching my
bare cunny."

   I found the snaps that held her jeans and undid them.  Then I
slowly pulled down the zipper loosening the pants enough that I
could push them over her hips and down her legs.  I got on my knees
and pushed them all the way down to her feet.  Then I unlaced her
shoes and took them off one at a time.  With her shoes off, she
stepped out of her jeans and turned toward me, clad only in a pair
of bikini panties.

   Sitting on the floor like I was, Lennie's panty-covered pussy was
right in front of my face.  She hadn't exaggerated before--the whole
crotch of her satin panties were wet, with a splotch of dampness
radiating out from her sexual core.  I was so close I could smell
the aroma of her arousal, a slightly musky odor that wasn't in any
way a turn-off.  It had just the opposite effect, in fact. The scent
of Lennie's sexual arousal made my arousal soar to even greater
heights.  She reached out both hands and put them on top of my head
where she combed and caressed my hair.  "Now take my panties off.
Take them off and make my cunny naked."

   With hands trembling with excitement, I took hold of the waist
of Lennie's panties and pushed them down, working them down inch my
inch over the white tummy.  As they came down, I could see the soft
blond fuzz that was a precursor to what would soon be revealed.  I
got them down over the wide part of her hips and then the crinkly
blonde hairs of her pubis were revealed, a mat of tresses curled up
into wet little ringlets.  I kept pulling on the fabric until
Lennie's pussy finally came into view, the crease of her woman sex
now fully available to my sight.  Once over her hips, the panties
dropped to the floor and Lennie stepped out of them.  I just sat
there staring at Lennie's sex, mesmerized by my first sight of a
pussy.  She thrust her hips toward me and whispered, "You like my
cunny?"

   I put my hands on her hips and whispered, "Oh, God, I love it.
It's beautiful."

   "Do you like it enough to kiss it?"

   I could hardly believe Lennie's request.  Here was my sweet
little sister that I had considered to be completely naive about sex
and she was asking me to eat her pussy.  She must have had some
really sexy conversations with other girls to know about oral love.
I had never even seen a pussy before, much less had my mouth on
one, but I had fantasized about doing it, imagining it to be one of
the most sensual and intimate acts a man and woman could engage in.
I looked up at Lennie and asked, "You want me to eat your cunny?"

   "Yes, if you will," she said softly.  "I've heard girls talk
about how good it is.  Your finger felt so good on my clitoris and I
know your mouth will be even better."  She continued to caress my
hair and said in the softest, sweetest voice possible, "Please,
Rickie, it's something I can't do to myself.  Please do it for me."

   "You want me to do it right now?"

   "Yes!  Right now!  Oh, God, I'm dying for it.  Showing my body
to you has got me so hot that I'm right on the edge of coming.  I
know it will be the best come of my entire life."

   I stood up and reached down and put my hand down to Len's pussy,
inserting a finger between her swollen, pouty labial lips.  I could
hardly believe how wet she was--her furrow was practically flooded
with her sexual secretions.  I had heard boys talk about how good
their girlfriends' pussy juice tasted and now I was going to get a
chance to find out for myself.  I knew that because they were Len's
juices, they would be better than any other girl's.  Smiling, I
said, "I can't think of anything I'd rather do right now than get
my mouth on this sweet little cunny and taste you."

   "Ohhh, goody!" Len said, her pleasure showing all over her face.
"Come on, let's go to my room so we can use my bed." I followed
behind her as she almost ran to her room, watching the action of
her ass cheeks as they squirmed and twisted about.  Len was some
sexy-looking girl, and I was practically salivating in anticipa-
tion of holding that cute little ass in my hands and eating out her
pussy.

   Len turned on the light in her room and then got on the bed, her
legs spread apart and the lips of her pussy gaping slightly.
"What's the best position for me to get in?" she asked.

   I grinned and said, "Well, this is like the blind leading the
blind.  I've never eaten a girl and you've never been eaten, so I
guess we'll just have to learn together."  I grabbed her legs and
pulled them so they were hanging off the bed and her ass was right
at its edge.  I spread her legs apart and knelt down between them,
my face in front of her vee.  "Gimme a pillow," I said.  She handed
me one and I lifted her ass up and put the pillow under it.  Now
her pussy was right in front of my face and all I had to do was get
with it.  I put my fingers on the outside of her labial lips and
spread them so that her wet inner sexual flesh was exposed.  "Umm,"
I said, "This looks good enough to eat."

   Sticking my tongue out, I leaned forward and stroked it up and
down the entire length of Lennie's furrow.  I could taste her
juice and just as I had anticipated it didn't taste bad.  It had
hardly any taste, in fact--just a trace of muskiness like its
aroma.  The feel of my tongue against her flesh was something else,
though.  Having my mouth on her pussy allowed an intimacy that
would have been impossible to achieve any other way.  The tactile
sensation of my wet tongue against her wet flesh was sheer
voluptuousness.  I loved eating her pussy.  I knew that from that
moment on I would be a confirmed pussy-eater.

   Wanting more of Len's pussy than I was getting, I put my hands
under her ass and lifted her even higher than before.  As I did,
she spread her legs apart even wider than before, giving me full
access to her complete sexual area.  Opening my mouth wide, I put
it over her clitoris and sucked it into my mouth, stroking my
tongue over her now swollen and hard little sex nubbin.  Lennie's
whole pelvis quivered and she moaned, "Oooohh, Rickie, oooohhhhh
that's sooo good.  Oh, God, but's that good."

   I knew that if I kept that up for much longer, Lennie would
climax again.  That wasn't what I wanted right then; I wanted to
build her up slowly and make her orgasm one she would remember for
a long time.  Moving from her clitoris, I moved my tongue down,
probing for the entrance to her virgin honey-pit.  I knew it was
near the bottom of her furrow and I pressed my tongue into her as
I sought it out.  My searching was soon rewarded, and I rolled my
tongue into a little tube and pushed it into the tight opening to
her secret sexual depths. Soon I had my tongue as far inside
Lennie's hole as it would reach.  I twisted and turned it inside
her and pushed it in and out of her.  I felt the walls of her
sheath loosen as my tongue continued its in and out movements.
Lennie's hips were now moving up and down, matching the in-and-out
movements of my tongue, and I could hear her above me, moaning and
muttering soft little sounds, "Yes, yes, yes, oh, yes, oh, good,
good."

   Lennie's hip movements were increasing in speed and her moans
were getting louder and louder, so I knew she was getting close to
that big come she was seeking.  Extracting my tongue from her hole,
I moved it back up to her clitoris and just lightly strummed it
across her swollen knob.  Not wanting to leave off the pleasure she
got from having something in her hole, I pressed a finger in to
replace my tongue.  She gasped and thrust her hips up against me as
my finger penetrated into her depths, going deeper than my tongue
had been.  I moved another finger in alongside the first one,
filling her hole completely, and started thrusting them in and out,
imitating the motion a cock would have made.  She must have been
right on the verge of orgasm, because the combination of my tongue
and fingers caused her to stiffen and thrust her hips up hard
against my mouth and hand. "Oooohhh!" she moaned loudly.  "Oooohh,
I'm there!  Oooohhh, coming, coommminngggg, cummmminngggg!"

   Her hips jerked and I could see spasms move through her stomach
muscles as her orgasm peaked.  I kept right on with my stroking and
she kept coming, moaning and crying out in ecstasy. Gradually, her
hips relaxed and she put her hands to my head, grabbing so as to
stop my motions.  "Oh, God, stop!," she moaned. "If you keep on I'll
just die."

   I pulled my fingers from out of Lennie's pussy and lifted my
face away from her wet furrow.  Looking up I could she her
breathing hard, her breasts quivering from her labored breathing.
A red flush was spread across her breasts and abdomen, and it faded
away only slowly as her breathing slowed and the spasms in her
pelvis died.  After a few minutes, she opened her eyes and smiled
at me.  "Oh, Rickie, I can't even begin to describe how good that
was.  It was so much better than Lauren told me would be.  It was
better than I imagined anything could be."  She took my hand in
hers and whispered, "Thank you.  Thank you for being such a good
date."

   By now my legs were getting a little cramped from kneeling so
long, so I stood up.  My cock was tenting out the front of my
jeans, and it was clearly evident that even though Len had had her
urges satisfied, mine were still calling for immediate attention.
Len looked at the evidence of my desire and murmured, "Oh, God,
look at you."  She sat up and wrapped her arms around me, laying
her head against my chest, saying, "I'm sorry.  I was so intent on
needing to have my fire put out that I completely forgot about
yours."  She put her hand on my bulging cock and said, "You must
really be hurting with your erection all cramped like this.  Some
kind of lousy date I've been to let you suffer like this." She
pushed me away gently and undid the snaps to my jeans.  "Let's get
these off you so you're naked like me.  I want to see what this big
monster looks like in the light, so let's get it loose from its
cage."

   As she undid my jeans, I pulled my shirt off and put it on the
floor.  By this time, she had my jeans pulled down so that my
tenting Jockey shorts where showing.  She put her hand on top of
the bulge and said, "You seem to be even bigger than when we were
in the movie." She scooted around me and stood up.  With my jeans
down around my knees I couldn't move and with a little laugh she
pushed me so that I fell on the bed.  "Now let me get the rest of
your clothes off.  I've waited a long time to see a boy in the nude
and now I going to get to."  She pulled off my shoes and socks and
then pulled off my jeans.  Now, all I had on was my shorts.

   Standing between my legs, Lennie took hold of my shorts and
slowly pulled them down.  I had to help her get them over my
bulging cock and when they were down to my thighs, my cock sprang
up, hard and straight.  "Oh, God!" she muttered.  "It's so big and
hard."  Not taking her eyes off my cock, she finished pulling my
shorts down and off my feet.  As nude now as Lennie was, I moved up
on the bed until I lay right in its middle, my cock standing
straight up like the mast on a ship.  Lennie got on the bed with me
and crawled between legs and spread them apart so she could sit
there Indian-style.  Reaching out her hands, she put one around my
cock and the other underneath my balls.  "Rick, you thought my
cunny was beautiful.  Well, I think your cock and balls are
beautiful, too."

   She stroked her hand up and down my shaft and a drop of pre-cum
oozed out and added to the wetness already covering the head of my
cock.  Lowering her head, she extended her tongue and licked the
drop off.  "Umm," she said, "It doesn't taste bad at all.  In fact,
I kind of like it."  She stroked it a few times and then asked,
"Are you close to coming?"

   "Not too far.  Seeing you naked like this and having tasted your
sweet cunny has gotten me so horny that it won't take much more."

   Squeezing my cock gently, she asked another question, one that
thrilled me completely.  "Can I suck on your cock until you come?"

   "Yes!" I answered emphatically.  But then I thought about what
I had just done for her and added, "You're not doing it just
because I did it for you, are you?"

   Lennie laughed and said, "No, I'm going to do it because I want
to.  Ever since Lauren told me about taking a cock into her mouth,
I've been wanting to try it." She gave me another squeeze and said,
"This one looks like it could use a little bit of sucking."

   "Does it ever!  That sounds like some of the best attention there
is."

   Lennie held my cock right at its base and then lowered her head
and licked her tongue up and down the full length of my shaft.  I
gasped at the contact and twisted my hips in reaction to the
pleasure her tongue gave me.  She put a hand under my scrotum and
lifted up my balls and inspected them.  Satisfied as to what they
looked and felt like, she ran her tongue all over the wrinkled skin
of my bag, tracing it round and round and then down to its most
sensitive underpart.  I groaned in pleasure and thrust my hips up
to her pleasure-giving mouth.  She lifted her head and whispered,
"You like that, don't you?"

   "Oooh, yes.  I've never felt anything so good before in my
life."

   Lennie smiled and said, "I'm glad you like it.  I want you to
feel as good as you made me feel."  She stroked my cock up and down
and smiling even more said, "If you liked that, then you're
probably going to just love this." She lowered her head once more,
but instead of licking my shaft, she opened her mouth and engulfed
the whole head of my cock.  She swirled her tongue over its entire
surface and it gave me the most intense feeling of pleasure I had
ever experienced.  I couldn't keep my hips still, but thrust my
cock up to Len's face, seeking to get more of it into her mouth.
She took the hint and moved her mouth down, taking about four more
inches into the hot wetness of her mouth. I moaned and started
making up and down movements.  She took her mouth off and said,
"How about that?  That's even better, isn't it?"

   "Oh, God, yes!  I've never felt anything so good before."

   She smiled again and once more took me into her mouth, this time
swallowing about five inches.  She started an up-and-down movement
with her mouth, and a stroking motion with her hand. For a girl who
had never seen a cock before, she was eating me as if she had done
it all her life.  With that kind of treatment, I was soon on the
brink of orgasm, my hips moving up and down with a life of their
own.  The pleasure she was giving me was almost beyond belief and
I couldn't keep from moaning continuously. "Len, I'm about to
come," I moaned.  "If you keep that up you're going to have a mouth
full of come."

   My warning served only to intensify her oral actions.  I remem-
bered that she asked me if she could suck me until I came, so I
just let nature take its course.  Nature's course was very soon
taken, and sperm started spurting from my cock in huge draughts,
spurt after spurt shooting out into her mouth.  I could see her
throat work as she gulped to swallow it all.  Her efforts were in
vain, though, and white dribbles poured out of the corners of her
mouth and dripped down on her hand so that almost covered with my
jism.  All the time I was coming, I was moaning and jerking my hips.
The pleasure she was giving me was more intense than any I had felt.
It would be hard to go back to giving myself hand jobs after feeling
what a girl's mouth could do.

   After a while my orgasm faded, the pleasure slowly ebbing and
the spurting and jerking of my cock gradually decreasing until it
had completely stopped.  Only after I had completely finished did
Lennie release my cock from her mouth.  When she finally lifted her
mouth from me, I was amazed at myself.  Even though I had just come
like a volcano erupting lava, my cock was still standing, losing
only a little of its rigidity and girth.  From that I knew it would
be a matter of only a few minutes until I was ready for another
round of Lennie's and my giving each other pleasure.  I had no idea
how much further the weekend would take us, but I intended to let
her take the lead and show or tell me. Whatever she wanted was
going to be what I wanted.

    Lennie stretched out beside me and we each turned on our side
so we were face to face.  I had just had the most intense orgasm of
my entire life, but having her totally nude body so close to mine
kept me aroused and my cock still stiff and hard.  With her face so
close, I could see that her lips were covered with some of the come
she had failed to swallow. Knowing it was my come, that it was the
result of the ecstasy her oral loving had just given me, made her
wet, glistening lips appear even more beautiful and desirable.  She
smiled, a secret little smile showing both satisfaction and pride
of accomplishment.  Then, displaying the sensuality she had only
this evening revealed to me, she snaked out her tongue and licked
her lips, removing the last traces of my sperm.  Still smiling, she
put out a hand and cupped it behind my neck, caressing it gently.
She put her other hand on my chest and ruffled my mat of hair.
Then, with light little touches, she traced that hand down my chest
and over my abdomen, moving it slowly and sensuously downward.  When
it came to my still-damp pubic hair, she teased it gently, combing
her fingers through my forest.  She moved her hand upward, then, and
ran her fingertips up and down my shaft, tracing its entire length
with soft touches.  Her hand opened  and wrapped around my cock,
gently squeezing and fondling my rigid manhood.  With a sparkle in
her eyes I had never seen before, she whispered, "How did you like
what I just did?  Does it make up for treating you so mean?  Am I a
good date now?"

   Returning her smile, I answered, "That was the best come I have
EVER had.  It was so good that I'm still staying hard.  That was
the best thing that's ever happened to me, and you're the best date
any boy could hope to have."

   Len didn't respond to my compliment, she just looked into my
eyes with that soft smile on her lips.  Then she said softly,
almost in a whisper, "Thank you.  And you're the best date any girl
could ever hope for."  I felt her pull my head toward hers and our
lips met in a kiss.

   For a few moments we just kissed softly, tenderly, without
passion. Once again, though, nature took its course, and Len probed
her tongue into my mouth, seeking mine.  Where her fondling of my
cock had been gentle, now it became more urgent, with an up and
down stroking motion. She made a growling noise in her throat and
then broke the kiss.  She smiled and said, "I wanted to wait a
while before my next come, but somehow or other my date's getting
me all hot and bothered again."

   I put my hand down to Len's crotch and probed my fingers into
her furrow.  She was still as wet as she had been before and her
flesh was still hot as if it were fevered.  I pushed her over onto
her back and sat up beside her, my hand still in between her legs.
"Hot and bothered, huh?  Well, I think I can take care of that.
You just lay back and enjoy--your date's going to take care of
you."

   "But what about you?" Len asked.

   I laughed and said, "I wish I could come as often and as many
times as you can, but boys are different from girls.  Don't worry
about me, I intend to get all the comes I can stand before this
weekend is out. Right now I just want to concentrate on you--to
make you feel good. Okay?"

   "Okay," she said, smiling again.  "I just want to be sure that
you get to feel good, too."

   "Making you feel good makes me feel good, too.  I enjoy it
almost as much as you."

   "I know what you mean.  While ago when you spurted into my mouth,
I almost came at the same time just from knowing that I was giving
you so much pleasure."

   "See, that's what I'm talking about.  Now you just lay back and
let your big-brother date have fun.  You've got a body any boy
would love to play with."

   "Then play with it," she said, grinning and thrusting her hips
up and turning them in a sexy bump and grind.  "Touch me all over
and make me come all over the place."

   I put my hands on top of her breasts and said, "Why don't I
start right here, with your cute little boobs.  You've got the
nicest boobs of any girl in school."

   Lennie pushed her chest up to my hands, seeking more of my touch
on her breasts.  "I don't know about their being the cutest boobs,
but I'll bet they like to be touched more than anyone else's.  Umm,
yes, touch them right there, right there on the nipples."

   I knew that if she enjoyed having my hands on her breasts, she
would like my mouth and tongue even better.  Lowering my head down
to her firm mounds, I sucked one of nipples into my mouth, taking
all of the areola along with it.  Her nipple stood out about half
an inch, and I strummed the tip of my tongue back and forth over
it, lashing it with my oral whip.  Len put her hands on top of my
head and murmured, "Oooh, yes.  That's good.  That feels sooo
goooood."

   Not wanting to show favoritism, I shifted my mouth over to her
other breast and treated it to the same attention.  The nipple I
had abandoned was slick with saliva, and I rubbed it with my
fingers, tracing circles around the areola and across the hard
protrusion in its center.  It was obvious that Lennie's breasts
were very much one of her erogenous zones because she was pushing
them up toward my mouth and grasping my hair between her fingers.
This made two of her erogenous areas I had discovered, and I
wondered if she had others.  Right then, I determined that before
the weekend was over I would find and explore every part of her body
that gave her sexual pleasure.

   As I sucked and nibbled on Lennie's breasts, I put my hand down
to the inside of her thighs and lightly traced them up to her vee,
moving up to where my fingers lightly brushed against her abundance
of pubic hair.  When my fingers made contact with her fur, I ran
them over it, using just a light, teasing touch.  This made her
want more, because she spread her legs apart and lifted one and
bent it at the knee.  This left her furrow spread wide and
available for my hand to explore.  She humped her mound up toward
my hand, practically begging me to touch her secret, most intimate
spot.

   I was really amazed with Lennie's actions.  It seemed that once
my sister started to reveal her sexuality to me she decided to go
all the way, to throw off all her inhibitions, to completely reveal
how sexy-- no, how passionate--she truly was.  It was hard to
equate the way she way acting with her virginity.  She might be a
virgin, but that didn't keep her from being a horny little sexpot.

   Len continued to thrust her hips up toward my hand, turning them
in little circles, seeking for fingers to explore all the area
between her legs.  She pulled my hair and murmured, "Oh, God, Rick,
you're torturing me.  Touch my cunny.  I need to come so bad.
Please touch me and make me come."

   Loathe to tease her any more, I extended a finger and stroked it
down into her furrow.  The tender flesh of her crease was once
again coated with her feminine secretions and as slippery and slick
as it had been before.  I didn't know how she was able to produce
such an abundant flow, but from wherever it came, the supply seemed
limitless.  Her sensitivity was endless, too, for when my finger
brushed across her clitoris she pushed her furrow hard against my
hand and murmured, "Yessss, ooooohhhh, yesss."

   Delighted by her reaction, I joined my first finger with a
second and traced them all the way down her crease, down to where
it widened at the entrance to her hot little tunnel.  I traced my
fingers around and around the opening into her depths and dipped a
finger in and out with rapid little strokes.  Lennie murmured in
pleasure at the touch and lifted her other leg up so that it too
was bent at the knee.  Then she tucked both legs back under her so
that her whole torso was lifted up as an offering to my touches.
It was an act of pure sensuality, of unbridled passion, and my cock
throbbed and jerked in response to her display.   Feeling her in
that position made me want to move in front of Lennie's fully open
furrow and bury my throbbing manhood in the tight little hole my
finger had just explored.  We hadn't spoken of it, but in my heart
of hearts I harbored hope that what we were doing would be the
prelude to our joyously surrendering our virginity to each other.
From the outset, though, I had determined that we would go only as
far as she wanted.  All I could do was hope that she would want to
go that far.

   Knowing that the whole lower portion of her body exposed and
available to me made me want to explore it, to explore between the
cheeks of her ass, to touch her on the most hidden parts of her
body.  Moving my fingers from her vaginal furrow into the cleft
between her ass cheeks, I discovered that she was hot and oily
there, too.  Her juices were flowing so freely that they had run
down and coated even that area. That her ass was also extremely
sensitive was evident by the way she twisted her hips and murmured
approving sounds as I explored her hidden, nether region.  The tip
of my finger came to the little wrinkled star of her anus and I
stroked it and circled it with light touches.  Lennie's hips jerked
at the touch and she murmured, "Oh, God, Rick, what are you doing?
That's nasty."  She moved her hips under my touch and whispered,
"Oooh, but it's good, too.  Nasty, but good.

   Ooooh, feels so good to be touched there.  Ummnn, yes, gooood,
gooooood."

   "Aha," I thought, "another of her erogenous zones."  I added
that discovery to my inventory of knowledge, storing it for
future use.  My horny, uninhibited little sister was showing me
things about herself that I never would have dreamed of, even in my
most erotic fantasies about her.  I was eager to discover more and
hoped that before the weekend was over I would know all her
feminine secrets.

   Leaving a finger in contact with her anal entrance, I moved my
hand so that my thumb could delve into her vaginal opening.  I
pressed it all the way in and then pulled it out.  Continuing with
in-and-out motions, I twisted my thumb around and around so as to
multiply the effect. That action together with my stroking her anus
and nibbling and sucking on her breasts were stimulating three of
her most sensitive areas and proved to be her downfall.  She
twisted her hips around and around and threw her head from side to
said, moaning and crying in pleasure.  She pulled the hair on my
head so hard that it was almost painful.  It was a good pain,
though, because it indicated the extent of the pleasure she was
experiencing.

   Suddenly Lennie shouted, "Oh, God, Rick!  Ooooh, Rick!" and
stiffened her entire body.  She put a hand in her mouth and bit
down on it but it wasn't enough to completely stifle her cries of
pleasure.  She was experiencing the sort of ecstasy I had hoped she
would.  She was having an orgasm that shook her whole body, and I
was the one who was responsible for it.  I felt pleasure from
that accomplishment that was almost equal to what she was
experiencing.

   Lennie's body slowly relaxed and she straightened out her legs
and lay back down on the bed, still breathing hard.  I lay on my
side watching her as the effect of her orgasm slowly faded.  A red
flush was on her chest again, and I knew from it that her orgasm
had been intense.  Her breathing finally slowed and she opened her
eyes and turned so she was facing me.  "Oh, God, Rick," she
whispered, "That was unbelievably good.  I didn't know I could come
so hard.  I've never been touched where you touched me before.  I
practically exploded.  I had no idea anything so nasty could be so
good."  She grinned and said, "God, I loved that nasty part.  I
love being nasty with you." She put her arm over me and whispered,
"Oh, God, Rick, I'm so glad I had this chance to be your date."
She put her lips to mine and showed her happiness with a long, soft
kiss.

   When we broke the kiss, we just lay there, silently looking at
each other, enjoying our nudity and the sensuality of what we were
doing. Lennie finally broke the silence by saying, "You remember my
telling you that Lauren was the one who told me about sucking a
boy's cock?" When I nodded my head, she continued, "You know, don't
you, that you can't tell anyone about that.  She told it to me as
a complete secret, and I have to honor her confidence.  Promise you
won't tell?"

   "Don't worry, my lips are sealed."  I certainly had no intention
of telling it to anyone.  Lennie had mentioned that Lauren had the
hots for me, and I sure didn't want to do anything that might
jeopardize my future chances with a cute girl like Lauren.  If she
would eat cock, there was no telling what else she might do.

   "Good," Lennie said, "Now I won't have to worry about that."
She grinned again and said, "I never will forget Lauren telling me
about it.  She and I have a lot in common and we've become good
friends so she's told me a lot about herself.  One day at lunch we
were talking about a girl in our class who bragged about making out
with a bunch of baseball team members.  The girl claimed to have
sucked off five of them in one evening.  Not only sucked them off,
but swallowed all their come.  I thought the whole story was made
up, but Lauren laughed and said it wasn't such a big deal, that it
probably happened.  Then she told me swallowing come wasn't bad at
all, that she had sucked a boy three times in one evening and
swallowed every drop of his come."

   "Lauren Wilton told you that?  Quiet, shy Lauren?"

   "See, I told you she really wasn't all that shy.  Anyway, she
went on to tell me that the boy sucked her too--that the same
evening she had sucked him, the boy sucked her until she came four
times.  She told me about good it felt to come from having a boy's
mouth on her cunny, that it made for one of the greatest comes
possible.  As you can imagine, her story made me so hot I was about
to come.  God, the whole crotch of my panties were dripping wet.
I had to sneak off to the girl's room and give myself a come before
I could go to the next class."

   I found it hard to believe Lennie's story, but there wasn't any
reason for her to tell me something that wasn't true.  Lennie had
said that she and Lauren had a lot in common, and I had to agree.
They both appeared to be quiet, naive little girls, but hot fires
roared under their cool exteriors.  Lennie was revealing the vast
extent of her sexuality to me this weekend; maybe later on Lauren
would too.  Boy, I was some fortunate guy--my hot little sister
lying naked in my arms right now and the prospect of similar
treatment from her sexy friend.

   "She's done a good job of keeping it quiet.  Usually when a girl
treats a boy real nice, word someone manages to leak out."

   "It's not likely to, either.  That's why it's so important that
we not talk about it with anyone else.  It's kind of like our
talking about what you and I are doing.  We sure can't talk about
this, can we?"

   "God, no!" I said.  "Mom and Dad would kill us if they found
out. Even though our friends might envy us, they would probably
make fun of us."

   Lennie smiled and said, "But that doesn't mean we have to stop,
does it?"

   "No," I replied, smiling too.  "It does mean we have to be
careful, though--we can't let Mom and Dad suspect a thing.
Besides, I don't think I can ever be satisfied with giving myself
a hand job again when I know you do it so much better."

   "Me, either," Lennie whispered.  "I love the way you make me
come." She moved her lips to mine and kissed me gently.  After only
a few seconds, though, her tongue sneaked into my mouth and played
little games with mine.  I could hardly believe it, but just
talking about sucking and coming was getting her aroused again.  I
had been aroused for a long time, and now Lennie's passion was
beginning to rise to my level.

   Lennie broke the kiss and said, "You didn't ask me what boy
Lauren is doing it with.  Don't you want to know?"

   "Yeah, but I thought that was part of the secret and you
couldn't tell me."

   "Well, that's the part makes it more secret than anything.  You
know I told you Lauren and I are a lot alike.  Well, one of the
reasons we are is that the boy she's doing it with is...." She
smiled and finished her sentence, "The boy is her brother Alec."

   "God!" I whispered, "Lauren and Alec?  They do what we do?"

   Lennie locked her eyes into mine and whispered, "Not exactly."

    "What do you mean, not exactly?"

   "What I mean," Lennie whispered, "is that they do more."

   "More?  You mean they....?"

   "Yes, they do everything."

   "Alec and Lauren...fuck?" I said, in a whisper.

   Still looking me in the eyes, Lennie whispered, "Yes.  And she
loves it."

   I thought of Alec and Lauren on a bed somewhere, he on top doing
to her what that man in the movie had been doing to the girl.  In
my mind's eye, though, it was different than that movie scene.
This time I could see where they joined, could see Lauren's pussy
and Alec's cock as it plunged in and out between the lips of that
pussy, thrusting in and out of its hot little hole.  My cock jerked
and swelled even more than it had been at the thought of a brother
and sister actually making love, of a brother and sister really
fucking.

   Not breaking eye contact, Lennie lifted her leg and laid it
across my hip, moving herself into contact with me as she did.
Working her hand into the space between us, she reached down and
guided my cock into her furrow.  Once it was in place, she pushed
her pelvis forward so that my cock was fully and deeply between her
legs.  I had been aching to put my cock there, but was afraid of
pushing Lennie too far, too fast.  Now she herself had guided it to
the spot where it longed to be, and I shivered in pleasure at the
feel of the wetness and heat of her pussy against my throbbing
shaft.  "Ooooh, Lennie," I murmured in delight.

   "Can we do everything, too?  Can we do like that man and woman
in the movie were supposed to be doing?  Do what Lauren and Alec
do?"

   "Do you want to?  God, Lennie, do you really want me to FUCK
you?"

   "Yes!  Oh, God, yes!  That's why I bought some rubbers at the
filling station when we stopped.  That's why I wanted to stop, so
I could get some."

   I couldn't help but laugh. "You bought some rubbers?  So did I."

   Lennie asked, "You bought them to use with me?"

   "I bought them just in case you wanted to go that far.  I didn't
want to go any farther than you wanted to."

   Lennie pushed her pussy against my cock and then worked her hips
back and forth, moving my cock in and out of her slick furrow.  She
gave me a quick kiss and then said, "I want to go just as FAR as we
can go.  I want us to do EVERYTHING.  There's no telling when we'll
have another chance like we have this weekend.  Oh, God, get one of
those rubbers and let's use it right now."  She shoved her pussy up
hard against me and said, "This cock belongs up inside me, and I
want to feel it there now."

   I rolled off the bed and with trembling hands managed to get a
rubber out of my pocket.  Without too much fumbling, I tore the
wrapper off and rolled it down my cock.  It was the lubricated type
and felt slick and sensual against my throbbing cock.  I knew,
though, that that feeling was nothing compared to what I was now
going to feel.  I was finally going to be able to have my cock
inside a hot, tight pussy and have my first fuck.  That it was my
little sister that I was going to fuck only made it that much
better.  She was wanting and needing this fuck as much as I.  We
were each losing our virginity and happily doing so.

   Finished with my preparations, I got on the bed and crawled up
between Lennie's legs, spreading them far apart.  She lifted them
and bent them at the knees, giving me even more space to operate.
Laying like that, her split was wide open and her sex dew made the
pink flesh glisten with wetness.  I guided my cock to the bottom of
her fissure and pushed in where I knew the opening to her honey pit
was.  I shoved my hips forward and felt the head of my cock enter
into Len's body.  Her pussy fit snugly around its bulbous invader,
and the heat of her sexual flesh felt unbelievably good.

   I continued to slowly push my cock into Len's tight hole,
gradually working it in until it came to some resistance.  I
recognized that it was her hymen, and it's presence gave me final
confirmation that Lennie was just as much a virgin as I.  "I'm
going to have push through your maidenhead, Len.  This may hurt you
a little, so I'll try to do it as gently as I can."

   Lennie gave me a reassuring smile and said, "That's okay.
Lauren told me it hurt just a little when it broke, but the pain
stopped in just a little while.  I'll push when you do and that way
we'll both manage to get the job done."

   I pushed gently, far more gently than Len apparently, because
suddenly I was through the resistance with my cock buried all the
way inside her body.  "Oh, God, Len, I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to
do it that hard."

   Len smiled and said, "I know you didn't.  I wanted to get it
done, so I pushed real hard."  She pushed herself up hard against
me, her pubic mound pressing hard against the base of my cock, and
said, "It didn't hurt much at all--kind of like getting a shot at
the doctor's.  The hurt has just about stopped."  She grinned and
added, "In fact, now it HAS stopped.  Now all I feel is your cock.
I feel like my whole bottom is filled with cock.  Completely filled
up, just like I've been wanting to be."  She locked her eyes with
mine and whispered, "Now we're no longer virgins."

   "Well, you're not, but technically I'm still a virgin until I
come."

   I felt Len's vaginal muscles squeeze down on my cock, and with
a grin she said, "I think I can take care of that.  Don't you?"

   I pulled my cock almost all the way out and then pushed it back,
shoving hard until it was once more completely buried in the hot
warmth of Lennie's tunnel.  Having my cock in her pussy was sheer,
unadulterated pleasure, and I moaned softly in reaction.  Her hot
flesh fit tightly around my cock and the wet heat of our union
produced as voluptuous a feeling as I had ever experienced.  I
pulled out and shoved in again, murmuring, "Oh, God, Lennie, that's
good...so good. Oooooh, yes, you can take care of it.  Oh, God, can
you EVER take care of it."

   Lennie thrust her hot flesh up to mine, meeting each of my
strokes with one of her own.  Putting her hands on her breasts and
stroking them, she closed her eyes and surrendered her body to
pleasure.  "Oooohh," she said, almost whispering, "I see why Lauren
likes this so much." She shoved hard against me and murmured, "Yes,
deep.  Give it to me deep. Get deep up inside me."

   She opened her eyes and smiled at me, pleasure evident in the
sparkle in her eyes and the way she was now returning each of my
strokes, thrusting at me just as hard I was plunging into her.  She
made an "O" of her mouth and murmured, "Ooooh, God, Rick, I'm
fixing to come again. Your cock feels so good...it's going to give
me another come."  She reached up and grabbed my arms, pulling me
down on top of her.  She reached down and put her hands on my ass
and kneaded and caressed my bare buttocks.  With our faces close
together, she whispered, "Come with me.  Come at the same time I
do."

   She put her lips up to mine and we kissed, our tongues working
wildly in each other's mouth.  She moaned into my mouth and I
returned her moans with mine.  I could feel her hot breath in my
mouth and knew that I was breathing just as hard as she.  While our
tongues were working, so were our hips, thrusting against each
other and pulling back and thrusting again, each of us striving to
join our bodies as closely as possible.  Her moans became louder
and I felt her pelvis tremble under my stomach.  We were both on
the verge of climax and racing each other to that ultimate
pleasure.  Suddenly, she stiffened her body under me and then
wrapped her legs around my hips, pulling herself hard up against
me.  I thrust my cock to the very depths of Len's pussy and felt my
shaft swell like it had never done before. Then it contracted and
a huge burst of sperm jetted out, filling the head of my condom and
covering my cock in its liquid heat.

   Len's pussy clamped down on my cock and its walls quivered and
spasmed as her orgasm peaked.  Her pelvis shook and the muscles of
her stomach trembled as the wave of pleasure swept through her
body.  Her words were barely distinguishable as she cried into my
mouth, "Cuummmiiing... cuummmmiiing...cuuuummmmmiinnnnn."

   My cock continued its contractions, shooting spurt after spurt
of hot sperm.  Gradually, the contractions slowed, ebbing away
until they finally stopped and only gentle throbs remained.  Len's
interior contractions and spasms also slowed, with only an
occasional tremor that caused her to catch her breath.  I took my
lips from hers and rolled over to my side, rolling her along with
me so that my cock remained inside her warm tunnel. She put her arm
around me and pulled all of her body into contact so that her
breasts were as tight against me as her pubic mound.  She put her
cheek to mine and murmured, "God, Rick!  Oh, Rick, Rick."  Her
pussy contracted around my cock again, a little after-shock of the
quake we had just experienced.  We both fell silent then, content
just to hold each other and savor the delicious feeling of orgasmic
afterglow.

   Slowly, almost imperceptibly, my cock shrunk, shrunk until it
was soft and came out of the warm confines of Len's pussy.  As it
finally came out and fell against my leg, Len whispered, "Ohhh,
it's gone."  I felt the movement of her cheek when she smiled and
said, "I guess I took care of it, didn't I?  You're not a virgin
any more.  And neither am I. Now I'm a woman, a woman in every
way."

   Len pulled her face away from mine so that she could look at me
and said, "That was so good that I can't think of any words that
will even begin to describe how good it felt.  No virgin could hope
for a better first time than that.  Thank you for being such a good
date."

   "No boy could have wished for a better first time, either.
Thank YOU for being such a good date."  Len just smiled and put her
lips to mine, kissing them lightly.  Our passion drained, it was a
simple thank-you kiss, a kiss sealing the joy and ecstasy we had
given each other.

   With my cock now soft, come began leaking out of the rubber, and
I felt the seepage as a few drops oozed out onto my inner thigh.
"I need to get rid of this rubber.  It's starting to leak."

   "It's no wonder," Len said.  "You must have come a gallon.  I
felt every spurt when it happened.  Where do you get it all?"

   I laughed and said, "The same sort of place you get all the
juice that makes your panties wet."

    "I guess that makes us a pair of hot-pants, doesn't it?"

   "In your case, it's hot panties.  I like hot panties better than
hot pants."

   Len laughed and said, "Yeah, you would."

   I got out of bed and went to the bathroom where I removed the
rubber and cleaned the come from my cock.  When I came back into
the room, Lennie said, "Why don't you spend the night?  My parents
are gone and we can have the place for ourselves.  Will you be a
good date and spend the night with me."

   I grinned and said, "That's an offer I can't refuse."

   Len returned my grin and said, "Good.  Now turn out all the
lights and come to bed with me."

   I turned out all the lights in the house except those in her
bedroom. Just before I turned them out, I took a last look at
Lennie.  "You're really a beautiful girl, Len."

   Len laughed, but I could tell she was pleased by compliment.  "I
bet you say that to all the naked girls you see."

   "Yep, I've said it to every naked girl I've seen."

   "Lecher.  Now turn out the light and come to bed with me."

   When I got in bed, Len pulled a sheet up over us and snuggled up
close. "I've never slept with a naked boy before.  I think I could
get to like this."

   "Lecher."

   Len laughed and snuggled even closer.  Her breathing slowed and
in a few minutes she was asleep.  It couldn't have been but just a
few minutes until I joined her.

                            *   *   *   *

   Sometime during the night I had what I thought to be a
wonderful, completely realistic dream.  I dreamed that someone was
stroking my cock and that it was once again rigid and throbbing.
Then it felt like someone was licking it, giving me fantastic
feelings of pleasure.  I felt my cock engulfed in warmth and
wetness, the same sort of feeling I had experienced when Lennie had
taken my cock into mouth and sucked on it.  The pleasure was so
good that I awakened, expecting to be disappointed that it was only
a dream.  When I opened my eyes, I could see the darkened shape of
someone on the bed, leaning over me and making obscene slurping
noises with a mouth that was sucking and moving up and down my
cock.  Fully awake, now, I realized that it was Lennie above me and
that it was her mouth giving me so much pleasure.  I thrust my hips
up toward her mouth and murmured, "Oh, God, Len, that's good. I
thought I was just having a dream."

   "I thought you never were going to wake up.  I was beginning to
worry that you might come without waking up and that I wouldn't get
to have any fun.  I waked up a few minutes ago and thought about
what we did. Just thinking about it got me so hot and horny that I
couldn't wait until morning to do some more of it."  She held
something in her hand and said, "Here, I've got one of those
rubbers I bought.  I'm going to put it on you and then I'm going to
do all the work.  I want you to just lay back and enjoy." Len put
the rubber on the head of my cock and rolled it down so that my cock
was fully encased.  Just having her handle my cock like that had it
throbbing and ready for whatever action she had in mind.

   In the dim light of the room, I could see Lennie as she crawled
over me and straddled my hips.  Holding my cock with one hand, she
lowered herself until the head of my cock was up into her furrow.
She ran it up and down the crease until she found the right spot
and then lowered herself even more, lodging my cock in the entrance
to her pussy. Satisfied that she had it started right, she put her
hands alongside my chest and slowly and gradually lowered her pussy
down over my cock, taking it in slow inch my slow inch.  She
finally bottomed out, meshing her pubic hair with mine.  "Yes," she
whispered, "This is what I needed, to have your hard cock up inside
my cunny again."

   Lennie worked her hips up and down, pushing her pussy on and off
my cock.  "I think I could get to like this," I said, getting into
the act by meeting each of her strokes with one of mine.

   "That makes two of us," Lennie said, increasing the pace of her
strokes.

   She began to breathe harder and I could sense that her passion
was climbing higher with each of our strokes--it wouldn't be long
before her pussy was once again contracting and grabbing my cock in
its tight grip.  Wanting to make her orgasm as good as possible, I
pulled her forward until her breasts were hanging above my face.
Sticking my tongue out, I licked her nipple.  It hardened and
extended out even farther than before.  "Ooooh, yes.  Do my boobs.
Lick the nipples, lick them all over."  She shifted her body over
so that her other breast was above my mouth and said, "Now this
one.  Make them both feel good." She continued to move her breasts
back and forth, allowing me to alternate my love licks from one to
the other.

   "Ooooh, Len, this so good.  I'm glad you waked me up."

   Her passion had climbed to such a peak that all she could say
was "Umm, hmmm."  The interior of her pussy spasmed with those now-
familiar contractions and she sat completely upright, using only
her legs to raise herself up and down.  She had her hands on her
breasts now, kneading and rubbing them, moaning as her pleasure
mounted and mounted. I began to moan, too, as my pleasure rose to
match hers and my orgasm approached in tempo with hers.

   I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock as she shouted, "Yes!
Yessss! I'm there.  Ooooohhhh, coming.  Coming hard...hard...hard."

   Even though her pussy had gripped my cock, I managed one last
thrust, the one I needed to carry me over the brink.  I saw
sparkles in front of my eyes as my come spurted out of my cock,
shooting out in huge gobs as plenteous as before.  I throbbed out
my orgasm as Lennie did hers, each of us moaning in response to the
soaring pleasure our orgasms were bringing.

   Lennie's pussy relaxed its grip on my cock and she leaned
forward over me, breathing hard.  "Oh, God...it gets...
better...each time," she managed to say even with her labored
breath.  She stayed in that position, my cock still in her pussy,
until her breathing had returned to normal and all her tremors had
ceased.  When my cock had finally shrunk and fallen out of her
pussy with a audible plop against my leg, she lifted herself up and
sat alongside me.

   She reached out and took my cock gently in her hand and said,
"No sense in our getting out of bed; let me take this rubber off."
Slowly, she pulled the rubber until it was off my cock and then
dropped it on the floor beside the bed, saying,  "I'll take care of
that in the morning." She put her hand back on my cock and said,
"But you're still all gooey, aren't you?  I guess I need to clean
this up now." She dropped her head and took my limp, come-covered
cock in her mouth and suckled on it, cleaning all the come from it.
Then she licked around the base of my cock, and lapped up the little
bit of come that had dribbled down. "There, all nice and clean now,"
she said, laying down beside me and pulling the sheet back up over
us.  "Night, night, date.  I promise I won't wake you up any more
tonight."

   Totally relaxed from my orgasm, I went back to sleep almost
instantly. Lennie was true to her word--she didn't waken me any
more than night.
