When Mom And Dad Are Away

By Author Unknown

Chapter 1

The first thing Jenny did when she got home from school on the day her parents left on vacation was to take off all her clothes. She didn't know why she did it exactly--she just found herself doing it. With all the doors of the house locked and all the curtains drawn and nobody to see her, she stripped in the living room and trotted from one end of the house to the other, giggling as her young tits bounced naked and free. In her parents' bedroom, she posed in front of the mirror, running her hands up and down her silky-smooth skin, admiring the size of her tits and the voluptuous shape of her teenage body. She pulled her silky, blonde hair in front of her shoulders and let the ends tickle her large pink cherries, which swelled with tingly bumps and a pair of nipples like fingertips. She stretched her arms overhead, dancing with sinuous movements of her gymnast's body. Her hairless armpits were moist with sweat. The golden fuzz on her tanned belly glowed in the soft afternoon light that filtered through the curtains. "You dirty little girl," she said out loud, leering mischievously at herself in the mirror. For the first time in her life she was actually alone in the house, and she felt like being naughty.

She didn't understand why she felt this way. All she knew that the excitement was racing through her body, pounding in her loins, and she felt like being wicked and running around the house stark naked. She headed for the kitchen, where she found some fruit and yogurt in the refrigerator. Sitting naked at the kitchen table, she shimmied her bare legs together as she ate. If her mother and father could see her now, she didn't know what they'd do--probably both die of heart attacks. She was being such a wicked girl, but she couldn't help it. For the first time in her life she felt free. Until this moment she'd never realized just how unfree she'd been all her life. She couldn't understand it, but those were her feelings.

The telephone rang, startling her so that she jumped. It was as if somebody had suddenly barged in through the kitchen door and caught her naked at the table. Her heart pounding, she got up and snatched the phone off the hook on its third ring. "Jenny, are you all right?" The voice was only too familiar- -Barb, her old baby-sitter. "Of course," Jenny said. "Why wouldn't I be all right?" "You sounded strange when you answered," Barb said. "And you're breathing hard." "I was--exercising," Jenny said. "Anything I can do for you?" "I'm just calling to check on you and Skip," Barb said. "Your mother asked me to call from time to time while they're gone, to see how the two of you are getting along." "Mom and Dad only left a few hours ago," Jenny said, annoyed. "And Skip and I can take care of ourselves. We're not babies anymore, you know." "Of course you're not, darling.

I just wanted to let you know that I'm here if you need me. If anything comes up you can't handle, give me a call. Is Skip home, by the way?" "He's got track practice after school," Jenny said. "Every afternoon?" "I don't know. Not tomorrow, I don't think. Why?" Barb chuckled foolishly. "Oh, no reason. Just curious. Well, I'm glad everything's all right. I'll call again soon." "Don't bother," Jenny said after she'd hung up the receiver. Jenny carried her clothes and schoolbooks up to her bedroom. Barb's call had cooled her off. Even with her parents out of town there was still a nosy adult spying on her. Why couldn't she just be left alone for once? Didn't her parents trust her? She'd never given them any reason not to trust her, and neither had her twin brother Skip. Both she and Skip had got straight A grades all through school, and their grades for conduct were perfect too. Skip was a star in wrestling and track, and Jenny was a varsity cheerleader, and a member of the gymnastics team. She and Skip were the perfect son and daughter of a pair of model parents.

What could her parents possibly be worried about? In the upstairs bathroom, Jenny weighed herself and measured her waist. Both measurements were exactly what the gymnastics coach said they should be. She picked up her hairbrush and brushed her long blonde hair in front of the mirror. It was so nice to be able to stand here naked like this with the bathroom door wide open, and to walk around the house naked. Her tits jiggled as she brushed her hair, and she found herself licking her lips at the sight of them. The nervous excitement began throbbing again in her loins and soon she'd forgot all about Barb's intrusive phone call.

She wiggled into the hallway and did a few cartwheels, laughing as her naked tits flipped and flopped. She sank down into a full split, then pressed into a handstand. Wouldn't it be exciting, she thought, to have a girls' gymnastics meet where all the contestants were stark naked? The thought was so wicked that she giggled. She flipped down from the handstand and landed on her feet. She was standing outside Skip's bedroom. She'd never been in Skip's bedroom alone before, and certainly not without any clothes on. But for some reason now, she couldn't resist. She literally shivered with excitement as she slipped through Skip's door. Athletic trophies sat on the dresser and bookshelves. At least a dozen pictures of Skip on various athletic teams hung on the walls. The room was neat and clean, just like Skip. Jenny didn't know what possessed her, but she gave in to the urge to snoop in Skip's dresser drawers. Her breath quickened at the sight of Skip's sweat socks and jockstraps. She'd never done anything so wicked as this in her life.

Under some T-shirts in the lower, left-hand drawer, she discovered a key. She tried the key in the one dresser drawer that had a lock on it and the drawer slid open. She frowned at the sight of several pairs of panties in the drawer. They were unwashed girls' panties! The aroma of pussy drifted to her nose. "What the heck?" Jenny gingerly picked up the panties and found that two pair were her own! She'd wondered where they'd disappeared to. "Skip, what is all this?" Under the panties she found a lock of blonde hair tied up with some yarn. It looked a lot like her own hair. And there were several small envelopes with a different girl's name on the front of each. She opened the envelope labeled Jenny, and inside she found what looked like pussy-hairs--blonde pussy-hairs like her own. The other envelopes contained pussy-hairs too, hairs of various colors. "I don't believe this!" she whispered. She picked up a notebook in the drawer and started paging through it. The handwriting in it was Skip's, and the dirty words that she saw everywhere made her blush. Skip never used such words. She caught sight of her own name and couldn't believe what she read. I pry apart Jenny's pussy lips.

They're elastic, and covered with blonde fur. The meat between them is pink and juicy. She's so sizzling-hot inside there's pussy-steam coming out of her hole. I just about faint from sniffing her smell. I suck on her clit and she groans that she can't stand it, that I've got to fuck her right now or she'll go crazy. I slide up between her legs and stick my prickhead between her pussy-lips. The sizzling lips close around my knob and I almost cream it feels so good. Jenny moans as I slide my cock all the way up her butter-slick cunt. I'm in her to the hilt, my prick just about jumping out of its skin with pleasure. Her cunt starts clamping around my cock as I start to ram ... Jenny snapped the notebook shut. Her hands were shaking. As best she could, she put back everything in the drawer as she'd found it, then closed the drawer, locked it, and put the key back where she'd found it. Flushed and dizzy, she tiptoed out of Skip's room and staggered down the hallway to her own bedroom. She closed her door and locked it. Her inner thighs were slick with lubricant that had leaked out of her cunt. Lying back on her bed, she spread her legs and stuck her right-hand middle finger up her pussy.

She moaned, her toes clutching, tremors of pleasure pulsing through her body. She closed her eyes, trying not to think about what she'd found in Skip's bedroom, trying to concentrate completely on the sensations coursing through her body. She wanted to forget what she'd discovered in Skip's bedroom, which was something too wicked to even think about. How could he! How could her perfect twin brother possibly have written such filthy things! She must have imagined it! She writhed on the bed, moaning as she finger-fucked her sizzling, juice-oozing crotch. Each thrust of her finger up her virgin fuck-hole sent an electric current through her loins and made her gasp.

Her slippery, squirming, red-hot clit screamed with sensation each time her finger touched it and she chewed her lips to keep from crying out loud. She wasn't in the habit of masturbating. She never did it unless she absolutely had to, only did it when the sexual tension built to such a pitch in her loins that she could think of nothing else but relieving herself of the agony. Twice, maybe three times a month, she was forced to relieve herself. Once a week at the most. Masturbation was a wicked, sinful practice. If anybody ever found out she jerked off, she'd never be able to face them again. "Oooh, yesss!" she breathed. Despite herself, she felt so good she wanted to whine out loud. As she squirmed on the bed, her blonde head rolling from side to side, her right hand jerking rhythmically between her legs, she massaged her belly and tits with her left hand. Her skin was so smooth and silky and hot. She loved herself.

As wicked and perverted as it sounded, she was crazy about her own voluptuous young body. Barb had once told her she was pretty. They'd been in the bathroom. Barb was washing Jenny's hair as Jenny sat naked in the bathtub. Barb's soapy hands slid down, rubbing Jenny's pert young tits with her upturned cherries. She caught Jenny's nipples between her slick, hot fingers and Jenny's eyes rolled back.

Barb slid a hand down between Jenny's thighs and started to rub her pussy. Shocked, yet delirious with pleasure, Jenny spread her legs and let Barb slide a finger up inside her. Jenny exploded in seconds, her pussy sucking Barb's finger like a voracious little mouth. Barb finger-fucked Jenny's spasming cunt until her blue eyes nearly popped out. That's when and where Jenny had learned about the pleasures a finger could give her--from Barb, who had been Skip's and Jenny's baby-sitter since they'd been kids. And it was from Barb that Jenny had learned just how voluptuous and sexy her teenage body was. Jenny had never again allowed Barb to masturbate her, but once initiated, Jenny could never forget what pleasure her body was capable of. Now, squeezing her thighs around her twisting right hand, Jenny rocked her loins up and down, fucking herself on her stiff, twisting middle finger. Lifting her tits with her left hand, pushing them toward her face, she darted her wet tongue at her nipples, each electric flick of her tongue across her sensitive nipple-flesh sending a rush of pleasure-tingles through her body and making her cunt contract. Her asscheeks flexed as she humped upward, cunt-fucking her finger. Hot juices seeped from her pussy, leaking down her ass-crack, leaving a moist stain on the bedspread under her ass. "Ohhh, yessss!" she moaned, no longer biting her lips to stifle her pleasure-cries.

She felt so good she couldn't help herself. But what did it matter anyway if she moaned out loud? She was alone in the house--all alone in the house for the first time in her life. She felt free! She was in heaven! "I'm coming!" she whined. And she arched up, the spasms erupting in her loins, her cunt sucking fiercely at her finger. "Ohhh, yes!" The pleasure exploded inside her and her body jerked. Her eyes rolled back. Her toes clawed at the bedspread. She arched up, humping wildly with each rush of spasms through her loins. Pussy cream frothed from her cunt, dribbling down her ass- crack. She was a juicy mess between the legs, but what did it matter? All that mattered was the pleasure. She could die feeling like this and she wouldn't care. Her humping slowed and she collapsed against the mattress, melting into it. Sweat misted her body and she shivered as the breeze coming in under the window curtains licked across her and gave her a momentary chill. The chill passed and her sweaty body throbbed again with heat. Holding her breath, she pulled her finger out of her pussy. Her fuck juices were like spit running down her finger.

She wiped the slippery fluid on her belly and tits, then gathered the bedspread up around her nude body and let herself relax totally. In seconds, she felt herself drifting toward sleep. Luxuriating in her warm, post-orgasmic bliss, she slipped into unconsciousness.

Chapter 2

When Jenny woke up from her nap she wasn't sure of the date, time, or place. She unwrapped herself from the bedspread, startled to find herself stark naked, the bedspread under her ass moist, as if she'd wet the bed, she began to put things together, to recall what had happened before she'd fallen asleep. She hadn't taken an afternoon nap in many years, and she had never in her life slept stark naked, so at first she thought she might be dreaming, dreaming that she'd just woken up from a nap, dreaming that she was naked. She pinched herself on the tender skin of her flank, to see if it would hurt. "Ouch!" she said. She had definitely had not dreamed that pinch. She stretched and yawned and forced herself to get up. She felt groggy. She felt like going back to sleep and sinking back into blissful forgetfulness, for she remembered now, remembered all that had happened since she'd got home from school this afternoon, and her face turned red with shame. She debated whether to take a cold shower, a sort of punishment for her filthy behavior, or whether to put on her gymnastics outfit and do some hard exercise. She decided on the exercise.

She needed activity to help take her mind off things. Since nobody was going to see her, she didn't bother to put on a support bra or panties under her one-piece gymnastics uniform. Her legs and feet were naked, and she tied up her hair in back in a ponytail. Then she went down to the basement, which was outfitted with a large exercise mat, weights, and gymnastics equipment. On the exercise mat she sank immediately into a full split and began doing bending stretches. Since she wasn't warmed up, the stretches hurt, but pain was what she was after--she deserved punishment for her shameful behavior. When Skip arrived home from wrestling practice an hour later, Jenny was dripping with sweat. She'd just about knocked herself out with stretching, calisthenics, and vigorous exercises on various apparatus. Skip, dressed in jeans, T-shirt, and athletic shoes without socks, dropped his gym bag on the floor and smiled at his twin sister, who was stretching in the full split position up on the balance beam, her toes pointed, a look of determination on her face. "Hey, Sis, take it easy, there ain't any coach around to slave drive you today--or any parents, either. You're gonna pull a muscle and lay yourself up for a week." Jenny looked up, wiping sweat off her face. She couldn't remember when she'd ever worked out so hard. "I'm almost done," she said. "Mom left microwave dinners for us. I'll pop them in in a few minutes." "Cool it," Skip said. "No need to hurry. I'm gonna take it easy with the folks gone, take a vacation of my own, not bust my ass rushing around doing homework and stuff. It's gonna be a relief having them off my back for a few weeks." Jenny brought her legs together and slid down off the balance beam. As her feet hit the mat, a wave of dizziness caused her to lose her balance, and she staggered.

She'd literally knocked herself out by overdoing her exercises. Skip caught her before she fell, and her head fell against his chest. "Hey, are you all right?" Wrapped in her brother's arms, Jenny started to tremble, and Skip held her tighter, pressing up against her. He stroked her head. His leg pressed up between her thighs, rubbing hard against her crotch. "Sis, what's wrong?" A wild excitement saturated Jenny's loins and suddenly she found herself in the throes of an orgasm. She clung to her twin brother, her body shuddering, her spasming teen crotch pressed to his muscular thigh. Her eyes rolled back and her bare toes clutched at the mat. The orgasm lasted only a few seconds, then passed away as quickly as it had come on. Jenny pushed out of her brother's arms, trying to laugh. "I'm all right. I think I hyperventilated or something. I was doing some deep-breathing exercises before you came in." Skip studied her. "I thought you were gonna faint. You sure you're all right?" "Of course, silly." Jenny did a cartwheel to show that she'd regained her balance.

Her ponytail flip-flopped. "If you say so," Skip said. He picked up his gym bag. "You know how to operate the washer and dryer? I got a shit-load of workout clothes to wash." "I'll wash them for you," Jenny said. "I can do it," said Skip. "Just show me how to operate the machines." "I said I'll do it," Jenny said, taking the gym bag away from her brother. "And dinner will be ready in a half hour." Skip went upstairs and Jenny went to the basement laundry room. She emptied Skip's gym bag on the floor--T-shirts, gym trunks, sweat-socks, and a jockstrap. Jenny began loading the clothing into the washer, but paused when she discovered that the pouch of Skip's jockstrap was moist. The woven, elastic pouch had supported Skip's balls only a short while ago at wrestling practice. Jenny started to tremble again and her breathing quickened. What's happening to me? she thought. Then, as if she'd lost control of herself, she lifted the jockstrap to her nose and inhaled the scent of her brother's ball-sweat. Her head whirled inside and she fell against the washer to keep from falling over with dizziness. Am I losing my mind? she wondered. What am I doing? But even as she wondered, she couldn't help herself and she kept the jockstrap pressed to her nose, inhaling the scent of her brother's balls.

Her right hand moved down between her thighs and her middle finger slipped under the crotch of her gymnastics uniform and up into her cunt. She started finger-fucking herself. Each inhalation of her brother's ball-scent caused such a rush of excitement through her body that she nearly came. Her middle finger pistoned rapidly in her cunt and her fuck-juices dribbled down her hand and thighs. She couldn't stop herself. It was as if she were losing her mind. The throbbing feelings overwhelmed her body and she cared about nothing else but the pleasure. "Oh, Skip!" she moaned, rocking her loins and humping as she finger-fucked her pussy. She chewed on the sweat-moist jockstrap, sucking on it. She wanted to eat it, to swallow the flavor of her brother's balls. She closed her eyes, remembering how Skip had held her just minutes ago, and suddenly she was over the brink. Her eyes crossed as her body jerked with ecstasy. She rubbed the jockstrap all over her face as she came, her pussy sucking fiercely at her thrusting middle finger, her body trembling with each delicious spasm. She leaned against the washer for support. If it hadn't been there, she would have collapsed on the concrete floor and rolled herself into a ball, squeezing her thighs together and crushing out the itchy, throbbing pleasure that racked her cunt.

When she'd regained her senses and caught her breath, she dropped the jockstrap into the washer with the rest of her brother's clothing and she set the water temperature to hot. Before she went upstairs, she wiped the insides of her thighs clean of pussy-juice with a towel. At the dinner table a half hour later, Skip sat across from Jenny without either shoes on or a shirt. Jenny could hardly take her eyes off his muscles. Because she couldn't see the lower half of his body, he looked stark naked to her. From time to time his bare feet and her bare feet accidentally met under the table, and Jenny quickly drew her feet back. When this happened Skip would glance up and smile at her, and Jenny's face would flush with heat. "I suppose you wanna know why I'm not wearing a shirt at the dinner table," Skip said. "You read my mind," Jenny said. "I'm not wearing a shirt just for the hell of it," Skip said. "Know what I mean? I mean, why wear a shirt on a warm evening like this just because I'm eating dinner? It's stupid. A guy oughta be comfortable." "Mom would have a fit," Jenny said. "I know," Skip said. "So would Dad. Which makes it that much more fun. They got all these stupid rules we're supposed to follow, even if the rules don't make any sense. Well, while they're gone I'm only gonna do what makes sense to me.

Do you realize this is the first time in our lives we've been left alone in this house? This is the first time in my life I've ever been able to do what I want around here." "I know what you mean," Jenny said. Skip laughed, then patted his bare stomach and belched. That night, for the first time that Jenny could remember, she couldn't sleep. She usually fell sound asleep at night the moment her body hit the bed, and then she slept like a dead person. Nothing short of somebody shaking her violently and shouting her name repeatedly could wake her up once she had slipped into deep sleep. Her mother often complained about the ordeal it was trying to wake up Jenny for school in the morning. Maybe it was the accidental nap this afternoon that was interfering with her sleep now. Or maybe it was that her mind wouldn't stop churning.

She kept thinking about the things she'd found in Skip's dresser drawer--the panties and cunt-hairs, the notebook in which he'd written things she couldn't believe. And then she remembered the way he'd caught her this afternoon in his arms and the way she'd immediately had an orgasm. Nothing like that had ever happened to her before. How could such a thing have happened? And she remembered the smell of Skip's jockstrap, still moist with the sweat of his balls. She'd actually sniffed it. She must have been out of her mind. And she'd jerked off sniffing it. How could she have done such a thing? Her thoughts were interrupted suddenly when some light started beaming in under her bedroom door. Somewhere out there Skip had turned on a light. She listened for the sound of him using the bathroom, but she couldn't hear anything. Her bedside digital clock read nearly one in the morning. What was Skip doing up at this hour? Maybe he couldn't sleep either. She strained her ears for a while longer, then, hearing nothing, she got up as quietly as she could and stole from her room to investigate. The hallway light was off, as was the bathroom light. Down at the end of the hallway, light beamed out through Skip's half open door. Holding her breath, Jenny tiptoed toward the light. She was dressed in nothing but her negligee. Peeking around Skip's half open door, she looked into his bedroom. Skip stood stark naked in front of his dresser, his moving hand wrapped around his cock. The upper, left-hand drawer of his dresser was open and girls' panties spilled out onto the dresser top and floor. Skip had one of the panties pressed to his nose and was inhaling its scent, his eyes closed, his head swaying as if he were drugged. As he sniffed the panties and masturbated, fuck-lube dripped from the tip of his cock.

Jenny grabbed the door frame for support. Her head swam and she thought she might faint. The sight of her twin brother masturbating was almost more than she could stand. Her body flushed with heat from scalp to toes. Waves of lust pulsed from her loins and streamed to all parts of her body. She gazed in a trance, her eyes followed each rhythmic stroke of her brother's hand. Pussy-juice dribbled like hot sap down the insides of her thighs. "Mmm, yeahhh!" Skip sighed. "Pussy! He rubbed the silky panties all over his face and over his chest and nipples. He released his cock and let it quiver and throb in mid-air. Jenny thought she must be hallucinating.

That wasn't a cock sticking out of her brother's loins, it was a billy-club, or a rattlesnake. A cock that enormous couldn't be real! The line drawings of the erect male organ Jenny had studied in her sex- education books had looked nothing like this, or at least nowhere near this big. Jenny remembered the text beneath the drawings. 'The normal male penis ranges from 4 to 7 inches.' Skip's cock looked almost twice the size Jenny thought it should be. And it was alive, throbbing crazily and dripping fluid. Suddenly, Skip dropped the panties and swung toward the door and Jenny reacted instantly, jerking back out of sight before Skip caught sight of her. Then she ran tiptoe down the carpeted hallway to her room. In seconds, she was back behind her closed bedroom door and climbing into bed. She lay back, her heart pounding, sweat misting her forehead. I must have been crazy! she thought. She had no time for anymore thoughts, because suddenly her door knob turned and her door opened a crack. Jenny held her breath, watching as her bedroom door inched open wider and Skip slipped into her room. She could just make out his silhouette in the darkness. As he tiptoed toward her bed, Jenny let out her breath slowly, then tried to mimic the breath of a sleeper. Skip stood over her, looking down at her awhile. Then, he lowered himself until he was kneeling beside the bed. His breathing was heavy and shaky. "Man!" he whispered. "Baby!" Slowly, carefully, he raised the skirt of Jenny's negligee and uncovered her to the waist.

He lowered his face between her thighs and kissed her muff. Jenny stifled a gasp. She fought to keep her breathing deep and even. Skip laid his hands on the thighs and pushed on them, spreading her legs wider. His thumbs pressed into the spongy edges of her blonde pussy-lips and peeled them apart. He breathed hotly against her open crotch. "Baby! Candy-cunt!" Skip pressed his lips to Jenny's cunt and gave her clit a sucking kiss. Jenny's eyes rolled back behind her closed lids. An electric shock coursed through her loins, the sensations shooting all the way to her toes, which clutched sensuously. Her fingers dug into the bed sheets. "Mmmm, baby!" Skip whispered, kissing up and down the inside of her cunt-lips, sucking up the dewy droplets of pussy-nectar. He nuzzled her clit and his tongue slipped up into her cunt. Jenny couldn't stop herself. She sighed out loud, her loins straining upward, her cunt working itself deeper onto her brother's squirming tongue.

Peering down at Skip through nearly closed eyelids, she saw the silhouette of his blonde head bobbing between her thighs. He growled softly, drinking her fuck-juices as he licked out her contracting pussy-hole. Did he know that she was awake? If he did, he apparently didn't care. Maybe, though, he thought she was still sleeping. Maybe if he knew she was awake he'd freak out and run away and Jenny didn't want him to run away. She wanted him to keep doing what he was doing. She wasn't going to announce her wakefulness to Skip, but at the same time she couldn't very well control the reflexive responses of her young body to his cunt-sucking. She breathed rapidly, letting out little gasps of pleasure, squirming against the mattress, her head tossing slowly from side to side. She kept her eyes closed enough so Skip, glancing up at her couldn't tell whether she was asleep or awake. Skip pulled his tongue out of her.

He was painting. Carefully, he pushed her negligee up higher, bunching the gauzy shift up above her tits. Then he rose up, leaning over her nakedness, and he kissed her tits and nipples, nibbled his way down her satin-smooth belly, licked out her navel and nuzzled his way back down to her cunt. "Oh, Jenny!" He spread her legs wider, actually lifting up her thighs and pressing them to her tits. Sitting on the bed, he bent over her crotch and started slurping, lapping up the pussy- nectar that bubbled from her madly throbbing cunt and dribbled down her crotch. His tongue slipped between her asscheeks, slurping down the length of it, tasting her tangy ass-sweat and her pink, twitching asshole. His tongue probed her asshole and entered it. Jenny's head swam. Even though she was lying on her back, she nearly fainted. The shock, the excitement, the pleasure were almost more than she could bear. Never in her life had anything entered her asshole, not even a finger, let alone somebody's tongue. She could not believe this was happening, nor could she believe the pleasure her brother's asshole reaming was giving her. She panted with each flick of his tongue against the sensitive walls of her asshole. Her toes spread and clutched and wriggled. She started to wiggle her ass, rubbing it in her brother's face. Skip was growling, thrusting his tongue deeper up her tasty girlish butt-hole, rubbing his nose against her wet crotch.

As the fuck-juices ran out of her cunt, they dribbled against Skip's nose and lips. He pulled his tongue out of her asshole and licked her crotch clean. Then he drove his tongue to the hilt up her cunt. As he licked her out, he pumped wildly on his lube-oozing prick. Jenny's fingernails nearly tore through the bed sheets. She resisted with all her strength the impulse to grab her brother's head and to crush his face against her pleasure-raw crotch. Her entire body pulsed with sensation. Her nipples and toes and clit all felt like they were going to split open. She had never dreamed such pleasure was possible, pleasure so intense it verged on pain. Skip buried his nose between her crotch-lips, rubbing it against her clit as he reamed out her cunt-hole with his tongue. His tongue jabbed inside her, from time to time hitting the ultra sensitive spot in her cunt that brought her instantly to the verge of orgasm. He seemed to know just where to lick inside her to send her through the roof with ecstasy. Jenny's eyes overflowed with tears, which ran down her cheeks. Her pleasure and excitement were close to knocking her out. Unable to control herself, she clamped her thighs around her brother's head, and the feel of his head gripped between her legs brought her off instantly. Her cunt exploded, grabbing spastically around her brother's tongue, spurting pussy-juice into his mouth. She writhed against the mattress, grinding her crotch in Skip's face, moaning with abandon as the rhythmic jolts of ecstasy flashed through her body. Skip was choking, grunting, smothering between her thighs. Suddenly, his hot jism started spurting all over, some of it splashing against Jenny's ass and thighs, some of it landing on the mattress and floor. Skip shuddered as he came, each ejaculation making him groan.

His tongue fluttered inside Jenny, electricity shooting from it into the pleasure-raw meat of her inner cunt. At last, their orgasms subsided. Jenny's thighs relaxed, releasing Skip's head. As her legs slid back down to the mattress, Skip slid off the bed and stood up. Jenny lay panting, her sweat-misted belly and tits rising and falling. Skip's cum had made a mess all over the sheets, and Jenny's legs and ass rested in puddles of it. "Wow!" Skip whispered, wiping his mouth with his hand. His cock had softened, dangling half hard over his balls like a huge, floppy salami. He stood there, studying Jenny as he caught his breath. Jenny's breathing slowed. She was still pretending to be asleep. "Crazy girl," Skip said. "She could sleep through an earthquake." He leaned over and pulled her negligee back down, covering her nakedness. Then he moved up and planted a kiss on her lips, pressing his own soft, spongy lips against her lips. Jenny felt the flick of his tongue-tip between her lips. Her clit stiffened and squirmed. She felt herself melting. Skip broke their kiss before Jenny lost all control and threw her arms around him. Skip tiptoed out of the bedroom and sealed shut her door behind him. Jenny lay quivering on her bed for several moments before she could gather the strength to sit up and swing her legs off the bed. She felt around in the dark, smearing her fingers in Skip's cum on the sheets.

Her toes felt for Skip's cum on the floor and had no trouble finding it, it was all over. Jenny started shaking. She pulled off her negligee. In the dark, she got down on the floor, smearing her fingers in the puddles of Skip's cum and rubbing the sticky fluid on her tits and belly, raising her fingers to her nose and sniffing. The peppery scent of Skip's jism drove her crazy. She caught up a handful of the cock-juice and slapped it between her cunt-lips. Sitting cross-legged on the floor, she started jerking off with cum-wet fingers as she continued massaging cum into her skin. She came in minutes, her head swimming, her naked body jerking in the darkness. Exhausted, she crawled back up on the bed and fell asleep instantly.

Chapter 3

The next day in school, Jenny couldn't keep her mind on her work. The throbbing in her loins and the itch between her legs wouldn't quit. It was the way she used to feel when she hadn't masturbated for weeks.

Now she was feeling that way even though she'd come several times yesterday. The problem was, she kept thinking about Skip and his big cock, and his hot, wet tongue. Every time she remembered the feel of his tongue wiggling inside her cunt, or up her asshole, she nearly jumped out of her skin with excitement. She didn't see how she was going to make it through the day without going crazy. In physics class, which she always found unbearably dull, she crossed her bare legs under her skirt and started squeezing her thighs together, working her slick pussy-lips against each other, massaging her clit with the muscles of her cunt. She'd sworn that never in a million years would she ever masturbate in the classroom--as she'd so often observed other girls doing--but today it was either jack off in class or start screaming.

The physics classroom had double desks, which looked like tables, rather than single desks, and Jenny's desk was in the last row, in the corner. Her desk partner, Tricia Blake, a dizzy little ninny who chewed gum incessantly, noticed Jenny squeezing her legs together and gave Jenny a wicked smirk, which Jenny tried to ignore. Tricia knew very well what Jenny was doing, for Jenny had seen Tricia do the same thing many times before. Tricia leaned toward Jenny. "How's it feel?" Jenny turned red, but said nothing. If she hadn't been so unbearably horny, she'd have stopped masturbating immediately, but she couldn't stop. All she wanted to do was to get off so she could recover her sanity.

Jenny's breathing became heavier and more rapid, and she prayed that the whole classroom full of students wouldn't hear her and turn around to look at her. If Mr. Phelps the physics teacher spotted her, she'd throw herself out the window. She had to be out of her mind doing this, but she couldn't help herself. "Feels good," Tricia whispered. "Don't it?" The dizzy little bitch reached over and started stroking Jenny's lower back. Jenny glared at Tricia, but she didn't push Tricia's hand away. The other girl's hand on her back felt good. She glanced down at Tricia's legs and saw that Tricia had crossed her own legs and was squeezing them together. Tricia's face was flushed, her eyes half closed as she reveled in her girlish pleasure. For a moment, Jenny felt like slugging the other girl. How dare she! But a moment later, Jenny's excitement soared. There was something ultra-exciting about the two of them masturbating together, both of them pleasuring their teen pussies in the same way. She heard Tricia breathing deeper, saw Tricia's blue eyes glaze over as her pleasure increased. Jenny was sopping wet between the legs. Pussy cream bubbled out between her cunt-lips like hot spit, drenching the crotch of her panties. The musky-sweet aroma of teen pussy rose in the air. Jenny was sure that Tricia was juicing just as much as she was. "I'm gonna come!" Tricia whispered, and her eyes rolled back to white slits. A shiver went through her and her body jerked gently and rhythmically. Jenny shimmied her thighs together in a last burst of masturbatory excitement. The fuck itch saturated her loins and the tension burst. Jenny clawed the desktop, trying to keep from toppling out of her seat as the spasms gnawed repeatedly through her cunt and nearly made her moan out loud.

After several seconds, a wave of relaxation flowed through her and she sighed. The boy in the seat in front of her glanced over his shoulder at her curiously and she stuck her tongue out at him. He stuck his tongue out at her and turned forward again. "How was it?" Tricia whispered, but still Jenny ignored her. "Mine was heaven! Almost as good as a fuck!" Jenny sighed and pretended to be interested in the equation Mr. Phelps was writing on the blackboard. By the time gymnastics practice rolled around after school, Jenny was going out of her mind again. If anything, she felt even hornier than before she'd jacked off in physics class. As she dressed in the locker room, a few drops of pussy-juice trickled down the insides of her thighs. Out in the gym, she stumbled and tripped and fell repeatedly because her timing was all off. She couldn't concentrate on doing flips and somersaults. She fell off the balance beam so many times that Coach Peters focused all his attention on her, which made her twice as nervous and uncoordinated.

He caught her when she fell, always sliding a hand between her legs for a moment and holding her by the crotch. He did this with all the girls when he caught them, and Jenny was used to feeling his hand between her legs, but today she was embarrassed because the crotch of her gymnastics outfit was all wet. "Jenny, honey, your mind seems to be on anything but gymnastics today," the coach said. He had his arm around her shoulder. "I'm not feeling too well," Jenny said. "I think maybe I should go home." "Would you like to lie down in my office for a while? See if you feel any better after a rest?" "I don't think so," Jenny said. "I'd better go home." "All right, sweetheart. I hope you're not coming down with something. We have a meet next week, you know." Jenny undressed quickly in the locker room. Without bothering to shower, she dressed again and grabbed her books. She left the locker room by the rear exit and walked down the deserted north-basement hallway, heading for a rear exit that was rarely used. Coach Peter's office was the only room off this hallway, and Jenny had to pass by it on her way out. As she was passing his office, she heard a girl's giggle behind the closed office door. Jenny stopped to listen, curious about who was in the coach's office. She heard the girl's giggle again, then Coach Peter's deep-voiced laugh, a laugh Jenny would have recognized anywhere. Jenny wondered if the girl had been injured. The coach often took girls down to his office if they got injured. The girl certainly didn't sound injured.

She sounded downright giddy. Jenny put her ear to the door. "Yeah!" the coach said. "Yeah! Yeahhh!" The girl had stopped giggling. Jenny heard rhythmic movements of some kind, then thought she heard the girl gag. "Suck it!" the coach groaned. "Suck every inch!" Jenny started to sweat. Her heart pounded and she began to feel faint. Although she wasn't exactly sure what was happening in the coach's office, she knew it was something sexual. One of Jenny's teammates on the gymnastics team was having sex with the coach. She couldn't believe it! Suddenly, the coach grunted. "I'm coming! Drink it! Swallow every drop!" The girl sounded as if she were choking to death. The coach grunted repeatedly like a bull. Jenny thought she was going to faint with excitement and fear. What if the coach caught her eavesdropping? What if he suddenly yanked open the door and saw her standing there? There was a commotion in the office, as if a desk was being moved, and Jenny pulled away from the door and fled down the hallway and out of the school building as quickly and quietly as she could. She arrived home in what seemed like minutes. She'd been so absorbed in thoughts, so lost in the whirling commotion of her mind that she'd walked home mechanically, zombie-like, seeing nothing, hearing nothing. It was only when she nearly bumped into the car parked in the driveway that she came out of her trance. It was Barb's car.

What in the heck was Barb doing here? Checking up on her and Skip? Trying still to be a baby-sitter? Wouldn't that woman ever leave her and Skip alone? Was Barb going to ruin their vacation from their parents by bugging the heck out of them everyday, calling them and even coming over to snoop on them? You'd think they were still kids, for godsake, the way Barb was treating them! Jenny decided she was going to have a talk with Barb. And if need be, she was going to tell Barb off. The front door of the house was locked. Strange. Skip didn't have practice this afternoon and should be home from school. And if Barb was here, too, then why was the door locked? Jenny let herself in, dropped her books on the living room couch, kicked off her shoes, and went to the kitchen, where she expected Skip to be having a snack. The kitchen was deserted. Next she checked the workout room in the basement. Nobody in sight. That left only the upstairs. What could Barb and Skip be doing up there? Unless Barb was helping Skip with his homework or something in his bedroom.

Jenny padded barefoot up the carpeted stairs and turned down the hall. Immediately, she heard voices coming from Skip's bedroom. She moved slowly down the shadowy hallway, listening. Barb was giggling. Barb was panting and gasping. Skip was grunting and growling. Something kept knocking rhythmically against the wall. Skip's bedroom door was wide open. Frowning, Jenny peered from the darkened hallway into the bedroom. Barb lay face-up on Skip's unmade bed, her naked legs wrapped around Skip's thrusting loins, her toes clutching with each ramming of the boy's cock into her pussy. Both Barb and Slap were stark naked. The boy's thrusts were so powerful that the bed banged repeatedly against the wall. "Ahhh, you hot juicy bitch!" Skip growled. "I'm gonna plow your tight pussy till you scream!" "Baby!" Barb whined, clawing the boy's back, rocking her loins upward to meet his grinding, ramming thrusts. "Ohhhh, Skip!" Jenny stared as if hypnotized. Pussy-juice dribbled from under the crotch of her panties and ran down her legs like hot sap. She reached up under her skirt, up under her panties, and started finger-fucking herself. She couldn't think. All she could do was watch and feel, "Oh, you hunk!" Barb muttered, grinding up against the humping, squirming teenager. "Such a big cock! And you know how to use it!" "You taught me everything I know, baby-sitter." Skip licked Barb's neck, then gnawed into the side of it like a vampire. Barb's eyes rolled back and a wail of pain and ecstasy escaped her slack mouth. Her body started to shake and jerk, her fingers and toes clawing in a frenzy. "I'm coming!" she whined. "Ohhhhh, Skip!" The boy humped her wildly, slamming his cock in her spasming cunt until Barb looked as if she would explode from the intensity of her sensations. As her orgasms subsided, she pushed up at Skip with all her strength and rolled him off her. "Bitch!" Skip panted.

"I was two seconds from creaming!" "You must learn to hold it, horny boy," Barb said. "The longer you hold it, the better it'll feel when you come." "How do you know?" "It's what all my boyfriends have always told me," Barb said. "And I've had a lot of boyfriends." She kissed the tips of her fingers and planted the kiss on Skip's nose. "Besides I want to do an experiment." She reached off the bed into a handbag and pulled out a tape measure. "You wanna measure my cock again?" Skip said. "You've already measured it a thousand times." "Lie back," Barb said. "And hold up your cock." Skip groaned, but lay back on the mattress, holding his cock vertical as Barb stretched the tape measure from his groin to his pisshole. "You know it's eight inches." "Nine," Barb said. "What?" Skip's eyes widened as he studied the tape measure. "I'll be damned!" "You're super-excited," Barb said. "You're cock's so hard it looks like your knob's gonna pop off. When a cock gets as hard as this, it grows." Barb giggled, gingerly squeezing the boy's cock with her fingertips. "What a slab of meat! I wish I could measure it while you're coming. I bet it would be even bigger." Skip took the tape measure away from Barb. He put his free hand on top of her head and pushed her face toward his cock.

"Pleasure it, baby-sitter! Gimme a blowjob!" Barb took Skip's cock away from him and began to lick his knob. Holding his foreskin down tight, she slurped around and around, slurped up and down, lapped up the cock-drool as it oozed from the boy's wide-open pisshole. Skip groaned, his toes working sensuously, all the sinews of his feet sliding under the skin. "You've got such a big, sweaty prick," Barb purred. "And such a tasty knob. Don't ever wash this knob, baby! Anytime you want it washed I'll lick it clean!" Skip arched up, moaning, humping upward as Barb tortured the underside of his knob with her wet, dripping tongue. "Big prick!" Barb said. "I love big teen prick!" She lapped from one end of the boy's cock to the other, lapped front and back and sides, nuzzled down and licked the sweat off the boy's balls. Jenny saw double. Her vision blurred as hot tears of excitement flooded her eyes. Spit filled her mouth, and she swallowed repeatedly. Her panties felt unbearably tight, and she peeled them down her smooth legs and dropped them, sopping wet, on the carpet. Then she sat down, her legs crossed, her skirt hiked up to her middle, and she pumped her middle finger in and out of her pussy, her eyes on her brother's huge cock. She tried to imagine the smell of it, the taste of it.

Gazing seductively into Skip's eyes, Barb opened her mouth wide and swallowed the head of his cock. As she sucked, she churned her tongue at his pleasure-strand, making him gasp and squirm. "I'm close!" Skip moaned, and Barb left off licking his magic spot and slid her lips down his veiny cockshaft. His knob stuffed her throat. She looked like she'd swallowed a rattlesnake. Skip writhed on the mattress, his blond head tossing from side to side, his muscular feet working as the pleasure coursed through him. "My balls are gonna bust if you don't get me off pretty soon, lady!" Still gazing into Skip's eyes, Barb began to bob her head, to slide the ring of her lips up and down his cockshaft, to massage his knob with her throat and tongue. Her right hand was wrapped half around the base of his super-thick cock.

Her left hand slid down between her legs, her middle finger disappearing between the furry lips of her cunt. Her eyes rolled ecstatically as she began to jerk off while sucking the boy's cock. What does it taste like? What does it feel like in your mouth? Jenny wanted to ask Barb. Can I try? Can I suck it? I wanna suck it so bad! Skip spread his muscular legs wider. He clasped his hands behind his head, relaxing as he let Barb do most of the work. Slowly, reflexively, his hips rocked. Each suck of Barb's mouth made his balls swell and lift in their smooth sac. His sensuously working toes looked so sexy to Jenny that she felt a nearly irresistible urge to crawl into the bedroom and to lick his feet. Barb finger-fucked herself faster, her middle finger squashing obscenely in her juicy cunt, matching the obscene rhythmic smacking of her lips. Pussy-juice trickled down her hand as she spread her legs wider so she could finger-fuck herself deeper.

Her head bobbed quicker, her lips rippling over the boy's prick-veins, her mouth sucking, her tongue churning. "Ahhhhhh, yeahhhh!" Skip moaned, ecstasy in his blue eyes as he bucked up and down, fucking his salty cock in Barb's mouth and throat. "Feels-so-good! Feels-so-fucking--awwwwwww!" His body shuddered and his cum erupted into Barb's mouth. His eyes rolled back with pleasure as the spasms shot through him. Barb gagged, her throat and mouth overflowing with cum, her head jerking with each powerful flex of the boy's cock.

Cum bubbled out of her mouth, running down the boy's cockshaft, creaming his pulsating balls. Her throat bobbed as she swallowed what cum she could. Her legs suddenly clamped together around her masturbating hand and her loins went into spasms. "Yes!" Jenny whispered, watching Barb jerk with ecstasy as she sucked Skip's jism-gushing cock. "Oh yes!" Jenny's eyes rolled back and the pleasure exploded in her pussy. Hot teen fuck-juice spurted around her knifing finger as her pussy nearly sucked her finger off. The pleasure was so intense that she lay back on the floor, out of sight of the doorway, and writhed uncontrollably until it was over.

"You shoot like a fucking stallion," Barb said, smacking her lips and catching her breath. She licked the cum off Skip's cock and balls, then licked her hand clean. Skip groaned blissfully. He was lying with his forearm over his eyes. Jenny had managed to sit up and was peering into the room again. "What's the latest tally?" Barb said. "How many girls have you fucked with this crowbar?" "Three or four hundred," Skip said. "Give or take a few." Barb laughed. "That's my boy. Bust any new cherries lately?" Skip chuckled. "I broke in some little ass-wiggler last week and she fucking fainted when her cherry ripped. She fainted again after it was over and she saw the blood." He laughed again. Barb started jerking off. "Tell me all about it--in juicy detail." "Some other time," Skip said. "Jenny will be home in a little while and you'd better be going. We don't wanna have to explain your being here." "You get any further into her pussy yet?" Barb asked. "Just the old tongue so far," Skip said. "She still sleeps right through it." "I wanna watch sometime," Barb said. "I'll be able to tell if she's sleeping or not." "She sleeps right through it, I tell you," Skip said. "No way she's faking.

She's always slept like that. The old lady has to just about hit her over the head in the morning with a baseball bat to wake her up. I could fuck her pussy all night and she'd never wake up." "Then why don't you stick your cock in her?" "Because that might wake her up." "Don't let her fool you," Barb said. "She's as awake as you are. No girl can get her pussy licked off night after night without knowing it. It's impossible." "Jenny can," Skip said. "Hey, you'd better get going." "Does she still squirt when she cums?" "It runs out of her like syrup," Skip said. "And it tastes so fucking good." He started stroking his cock. "I wish you'd go. All your questions are getting me worked up again." "I'll take care of that," Barb said. "Well, be quick about it!"

Chapter 4

"Sit up," Barb said. "Lean your back against the pillows." When Skip was in position, Barb sat at his feet and pressed them between her legs and against her cunt. At the same time, she shoved her own feet in his lap and squeezed his upright cock between them. Skip grabbed her feet and started sliding his cock between her soles. "You come up with the damndest, sexiest things," he said. "Mmm, wiggle those toes. Stroke my knob with 'em." "Stick your toes in my pussy," Barb said. "Oh, baby, wiggle that big toe in deep.

" Her eyes rolled back as Skip twisted his toes between her pussy-lips, getting the toes greasy with her juices. "Toe-fuck my pussy, baby! Oh, baby!" Jenny was on her hands and knees, peering into the bedroom. Her skirt was up around her waist, her hot little ass stark naked and wiggling in the air. Her right hand jerked between her legs and pussy cream dribbled from her sizzling, juice-saturated cunt. She licked her lips, watching Barb's hot toes slide up and down Skip's cock, watching Skip's foreskin slide, watching fuck-lube bubble out of Skip's pisshole and dribble over Barb's toes. She wanted to suck Skip's big cock, to lick Barb's lube-wet toes. She wanted to pull Skip's toes out of Barb's pussy and to taste them. She wanted to feel Skip's big toe stuck up her own cunt. "Oh, honey, I do believe I'm gonna come!" Barb moaned. "Oh yes!" Her eyes rolled back and her body jerked and trembled. "Oooh, yes, yes!" Skip grinned lecherously, grinding his hot, big toe deep in Barb's spasming cunt, clawing her clit with his other toes. When Barb had finished coming, Skip pulled his right foot out from between her thighs and lifted it, toes dripping with pussy-goo, up to her tits. He clawed and tweaked her nipples with his wet toes, making Barb gasp and shriek. "You devil, I can't stand that! Not right after I've come!" Barb grabbed Skip's foot and started sucking on his toes, sucking her pussy-juice off them.

At the same time, she deftly manipulated his foreskin with her own feet and pleasured his cock with her toes. "You get me so fucking horny!" Skip panted. His balls squirmed as Barb foot-fucked his cock. "Man, I'm out of my fucking head! That feels so fucking good!" "Squirt your jism all over my toes," Barb purred. "Cream my feet, you horny stallion." "Yeah!" Skip humped upward, pressing Barb's feet firmly around his thrusting cock. His knob swelled, turning purple, his pisshole gaping, his lube bubbling out. "Awww, mannnn!" "Shoot it, baby!" Barb wiggled her toes wildly. "Your cock's starting to jerk! Come on stud, cream my toes!" "Uhh, uhhh!" Skip thrust upward, ramming his cock between Barb's feet, jerking the foreskin up and down his cock. His eyes rolled back, his head snapped back, and he ejaculated. "Ahhhhh!" His cum shot a foot straight up in the air before it splashed down on Barb's feet. Barb rubbed her feet vigorously back and forth, rolling the boy's spurting cock between them, making him gasp and whimper with pleasure.

"Ohhh shit!" Skip moaned, humping, spurting. His cock swelled again and again, its veins standing out, its entire length pulsing and quivering. Ropes of cum gushed from his pisshole, rolling in slimy wads down Barb's feet, slipping between her toes and greasing them. Finally, Skip couldn't stand the stimulation of Barb's cum-drenched toes any longer and he yanked his cock out from between them, groaning as he squeezed out the last of his pleasure with a muscular hand. "Oh man!" In the hallway, Jenny was delirious. She sat back on her heels--out of sight of Skip and Barb--and as her hand jerked between her legs, her pussy erupted with delicious spasms that nearly knocked her out. She swayed dizzily, her blonde head swinging from side to side, the ecstasy pulsing through her teen pussy again and again.

Even out here in the hallway she could smell Skip's cum. When Jenny looked back into the bedroom, she saw Barb holding one of her feet up to her mouth and slurping and sucking Skip's cum off her toes. Barb licked one foot clean, then the other one, and Skip sat there watching her with a grin on his face. He flicked his tongue between his lips. "You sure are flexible for an old lady,"' Skip said. "I'm only thirty-six," Barb said. "You'll be there soon enough yourself." She leaned over and grabbed Skip's cock and sucked it clean, her lips sliding up and down the shaft, her tongue catching the last drops of cum as it oozed from the boy's pisshole. "Mmmmmm!" she purred, her lips smacking. Skip groaned, working his cock slowly in and out of her mouth. "Feels great!" Barb released his cock, which was hard again. "Fuck me once more before I leave." "Jenny's gonna be home any second," the boy said. "You've gotta go." "Party pooper," Barb said, and she got up off the bed. Jenny eased away from the doorway and picked up her panties. Quietly, she stood up and tiptoed down the hallway, then down the stairs. She retrieved her books and shoes and slipped back out the front door. Hiding in the bushes outside, she waited until Barb had left before she returned to the house. When Jenny re-entered the house, pretending to be just arriving home from school, she heard the shower running upstairs. "I'm home!" she yelled. She tromped up the steps. "I said, I'm home!" The shower shut off. "What?" Skip yelled. "I said I'm home," Jenny shouted. "I hear you," Skip said. He turned the shower on again. Jenny stood in the hallway outside the bathroom door, listening to the shower run and imagining Skip under it. She tried to imagine his big cock swinging over his balls with water dripping off it. The thought turned her to jelly inside and made her squeeze her legs together.

Suddenly, she was overcome with lust. She had to get in there and see her brother's cock. "Can I come in?" Jenny shouted. "I gotta pee!" "You've gotta what?" "Pee!" Jenny shouted. "Why don't you use the bathroom down--" Skip paused. "Sure, come on in." The bathroom was steamy inside and smelled like soap. Jenny shut the door behind her. "I'm just rinsing off," Skip said. Jenny pushed down her panties, lifted her skirt, and sat on the toilet. Just as Jenny began to piss, Skip turned off the shower and peeked out from behind the curtain. Jenny sat there with her skirt up and her legs spread, making no attempt to hide herself. Skip glanced between her legs and his eyes bugged out. Jenny turned red in the face, but she still made no attempt to cover her pussy.

She wanted her brother to see her. A stream of golden piss dribbled from between her cunt-lips. "You wanna throw me that towel?" Skip said. Jenny handed him the towel. "Thanks," he said. He opened the shower curtain farther, showing Jenny his right leg and hip, then turning to show her his ass. He glanced at her to see if she was watching. "You're home early." "I wasn't feeling well, so Coach let me go," Jenny said. "I'm feeling better now." Nervously, she pried off her shoes with her feet. Her panties slid off her ankles with the shoes. Piss dripped from her blonde muff, but she made no attempt to wipe herself. Skip gazed between her legs. His tongue moistened his lips. He wrapped his towel around his waist and stepped out of the shower. His erect cock made the towel tent out, and the tent throbbed. Jenny nearly fell off the toilet. Her cunt contracted and pussy cream greased her pussy-slit. She reached up to touch the knob of her brother's cock through the towel. "What's this?" she said, trying to sound cool. Skip swallowed. "You sure you're all right, Sis?" Jenny's fingers closed on the head of her brother's cock. "I'm fine,"' she said, her hand shaking. Skip's cock was so hard. Skip loosened his towel and dropped it on the floor. His cock throbbed just a foot from Jenny's face. Jenny slid her fingers up and down the ivory-smooth shaft. It was hard as sculpted marble. Her eyes crossed, hypnotized by the snakelike appendage. A pearl of clear lube oozed from the pisshole and Jenny salivated.

She wiped the lube droplet off with her fingertip and smeared it all over Skip's knob. Then she licked her finger. The fluid had a salty tang. "Damn!" Skip said. "I'm dreaming!" Leaning forward, he pulled Jenny's dress off over her head. With experienced fingers, he undid her bra in back and slipped it off. Jenny sat there stark naked and shaking like a leaf. Her entire body was flushed like a rose. "You aren't any dream," Skip said, feeling her tits. "You're real. Oh, Sis!" He fell to his knees in front of her and shoved his head between her legs. "Oh, Sis!" Jenny shoved her piss-wet crotch in her brother's mouth. His tongue slithered between her cunt-lips. Jenny spread her legs wide. Her toes clutched at the floor. Pussy-juice dripped from her brother's chin into the toilet. Jenny melted, slumping on the toilet seat, moaning and cooing as her brother ate her out. Being a gymnast and cheerleader, she was used to doing splits, and now she split her legs perfectly, opening herself up to the limit. Her swollen cunt-lips parted, her cunt opening like a furry-lipped mouth. Skip's tongue darted into her pink, succulent fuckhole, and her crotch-juices ran down his tongue and into his mouth. He sucked greedily, drinking her pussy nectar. As he licked her out, he stroked his massive cock. Jenny ran her fingers through her brother's blond hair.

She caressed his forehead and cheeks. He was the handsomest boy she had ever seen in her life, and now he was her lover. "Oh, Skip, eat me! Lick me deep!" "Hot pussy!" Skip muttered, rubbing his face in Jenny's juicy crotch, fucking her with his nose and lips as well as with his tongue. "Candy cunt. Mmmm, pussy!" Jenny gasped as his tongue darted at her clit. She started humping, rubbing her cunt in her brother's mouth. She reached up, squeezing and juggling her tits, tweaking and pinching her nipples. She felt so good she wanted to die. Skip grinned up at her, pussy-juice running down his chin, a few blonde cunt-hairs stuck to his mouth. "You horny little bitch! I never knew you were into sex!" He shoved a finger in his mouth, moistening it with spit, then shoved the finger up Jenny's cunt. It was the middle finger of his right hand, and he was fucking her with it. He grinned lecherously at her as she squirmed and gasped. Her brother's finger was a lot longer than her own finger, and it kept jabbing at her cherry, stretching it painfully. She grabbed Skip's hand. "Not so deep!" she gasped. "Jesus, you're a virgin!" Skip gasped. He pulled his finger out and sucked it clean. "A super-horny virgin!" "Lick!" Jenny panted. "Suck!" She pressed her brother's head between her legs, rubbed her pussy in his mouth, fucked her clit against his upper lip. "Oh, yes, yes!" Skip growled, ramming his tongue up her crotch, sucking for every drop of pussy-honey she could feed him. His tongue fluttered inside her, probed the fluffy folds of her cunt walls, tortured her G-spot until she nearly screamed. Her pussy contracted rapidly, sucking Skip's tongue as he churned it inside her. "I feel so good!" Jenny wailed. "Yesss, yesssss!" She let go, writhing on the toilet, gasping and panting with abandon.

Her grunts and squeals of girlish pleasure echoed off the steamy bathroom walls. Her succulent teen pussy drooled juice into her brother's mouth. Her toes curled against the floor tiles and her cunt exploded. Skip growled loudly, sucking and licking and gnawing, eating out Jenny's pussy like he'd never dared eat it out before. He twisted his head from side to side, grinding his nose between her cunt-lips, smothering himself in her searing-hot girl-crotch. Jenny shuddered with each round of spasms, flashbulbs going off in her skull. As the spasms reached their peak, she swung her legs forward and up, wrapping her thighs around Skip's head and crushing it between them. She humped at his face, fucking his mouth until she'd squeezed out every flicker of pleasure. Finally, her legs fell away from his head and she sighed with relief. She would have slid off the toilet if Skip hadn't held her up. "You sure felt it," Skip said. "Sit up now." He stood up in front of her, his cock dripping long strands of lube, and as Jenny forced herself to sit up straight, he moved up close to her, jacking off in her face. "Get ready for a load, girl." Skip's fist was wrapped around his cock, pounding it fiercely, working his foreskin up and down rapidly. His knob was inches from Jenny's face, and Jenny flicked her tongue at it, slurping lube off his pisshole, tasting the red-hot cock-flesh. Jenny gazed up at her brother, her mouth open and waiting. Skip took one look at her upturned blue eyes and his cock exploded. "Ahhhhh!" he groaned, ropes of white jism spurting from his pisshole and splashing in Jenny's mouth. "Ohhhh, yeahhhhh!" The hot spurts gushed against Jenny's tonsils, pooled on her tongue, filled her throat.

The potent taste and slimy texture gagged her. "Eat it!" Skip plugged her mouth with the end of his knob, shooting jism straight down her throat as he pounded his lust- saturated cock. "Swallow it!" Jenny gulped, despite her gagging, swallowing a mouthful of cum. The slimy wads slid down her gullet like hot oysters. Before she'd finished swallowing, her mouth filled again. Her brother was shooting it by the cupful. She choked trying to swallow the salty, alkaline fluid. Skip pulled back and finished beating off against her face, grunting deliriously with each ejaculation, rubbing his prickhead all over Jenny's nose and cheeks. Jenny swallowed, starting to savor the spunky flavor. She caught the cum that had leaked down her chin and shoved it back in her mouth with her fingers. Skip smiled down at her, rubbing his cum-greasy cock all over her face. It was half-hard now, and he shoved it back in Jenny's mouth. Jenny sucked the huge, rubbery prong, milking jelly-like gobs from the pisshole, sliding her lips and tongue up and down until her brother's cock was clean. Skip pulled his cock out, pulled Jenny to her feet, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her.

Jenny quivered in his muscular arms, moaning as Skip's tongue probed her mouth and throat. She clung to him, rubbing her nubile, ultra-soft young body against his muscular hardness. She sucked his tongue and felt his sweet spit dribble down her throat. "Gorgeous little mink," Skip said. "I've been waiting for this for years. I'm out of my mind for you, Sis." Jenny kissed her brother's chest, sucked his nipples, felt his cock swell against her and harden. "I wanna fuck you," Skip said. Jenny pushed away. "I need a shower," she said. "Then I'll make us some dinner. I bet you're hungry. I sure am." "I'd rather fuck you than eat dinner," Skip said. Jenny pulled away from him and stepped into the bathtub. "Let's shower together," Skip said. "You already had your shower," Jenny said. She closed the curtain and turned on the water. To her relief, Skip mumbled something to himself and left the bathroom.

Chapter 5 Skip

showed up in the kitchen for dinner with no clothes on. His cock looked like a huge sausage flopping from side to side as he walked. Jenny took one look at him, gulped, and pulled their dinners out of the microwave. Skip pulled out a chair, sat down, and spread his legs, showing Jenny everything. He stroked her ass as she placed the steaming microwave dinner on the table in front of him. "What's with all these clothes?" he said. Jenny was dressed in a blouse and shorts. Her feet were bare. "What's with what you're wearing?" she said. She sat down across the table from him. Skip scratched his balls. "You mind that I'm naked?" "No," Jenny said. "I guess not." She squeezed her legs together under the table. Putting her nose in her plate, she started to eat. "Why should I wear clothes in front of you anymore?" Skip said. "You've seen all there is to see. Nothing more to hide, right?" "Right," Jenny mumbled. Even though she was trying not to look at her brother, she couldn't help but see him sitting there across from her, his chair pulled well away from the table, his cock dangling on the chair seat like a big snake. He looked so sexy she could hardly swallow her food.

"So why don't you take off your clothes too?" Skip asked. "Get comfortable." "Why don't you start eating before your food gets cold?" Jenny asked. She was embarrassed, even a little shocked about what she and Skip had done together in the bathroom, and she was hoping to cool things off a little. It had really stunned her when Skip had said that he wanted to fuck her. She couldn't imagine withstanding the assault of that enormous fuck-weapon of his up her cunt. It would kill her for sure. "I'll start eating when you take off your clothes," Skip said. "Come on, Sis, what's your hang-up?" "Oh, all right!" Jenny dropped her fork, stood up, and started unbuttoning her blouse. "That's my girl," Skip said. "Nice. No bra. Now peel down those shorts. No panties, huh? That's sexy." Jenny dropped her shorts and sat down naked at the table. She didn't know why she was letting Skip manipulate her like this.

She looked across the table at him. "Satisfied? Now will you please start eating?" As Skip drew his chair up to the table, Jenny saw that his cock had swelled and was standing straight up in the air. Her heart started to pound with excitement and fear. Pussy cream dribbled from her throbbing cunt and greased her chair seat. She squeezed her thighs together rhythmically, working her swollen muff-lips against each other. "You cook really good, Sis," Skip said. "You cook almost as good as you look." "All I did was press a few buttons," Jenny said. "And unbutton a few buttons," Skip said, eyeing her tits as he chewed his food. "Yummy!" As they ate, their toes started meeting under the table and soon they were playing footsie in earnest and Jenny started to pant. Her brother was so sexy that anything he did got her terribly worked up. All of a sudden he slid a foot up her leg and tried to pry her thighs apart. "Open up, Sis, I wanna feel your pussy." Jenny resisted about two more seconds before giving in. With as sigh she slumped in her chair and allowed her legs to spread. Skip's toes stroked up her inner thigh and pressed against her cunt. Jenny gasped, spreading her legs even wider. "Sexy bitch," Skip said. "I wish I'd known about five years ago what a slut you are.

And here I thought you were sleeping all those times I sucked you off during the night." "I was sleeping," Jenny said, panting as Skip rubbed his big toe up and down her crotch-slit. She moaned as he twisted it against her hard, squirming little clit. "Sure you were," Skip said. "Well I was," Jenny insisted. "Except for last night." "You didn't act any different last night than any other night," Skip said. "Except maybe you moaned a little louder. But that was because the folks are gone and you didn't have to worry about them hearing you." He twisted his entire big toe up into her pussy. Jenny's eyes rolled back. She groaned, squirming on her chair as her twin brother churned his hot toe inside her. She grabbed his foot, trying to fuck his toe into her deeper. "You like that, huh, Sis? I have an imagination, don't I? I know how to really turn on a girl." "Oooooh yesssss!" Jenny purred, her nipples thrusting upward like fingertips as her tits rose and fell. "Fuck me with that hot toe!" She released her brother's foot and clasped her hands behind her head, letting Skip toe-fuck her however fast or slow he wanted. She writhed on her chair, her blue eyes rolling deliriously, her ass sliding on the juice-slick chair seat. As Skip twisted his foot between her legs, her juices bubbled out around his grinding toe, getting his foot and the chair seat greasy with her fuck-lube. "You're the juiciest chick I ever saw," Skip said. "I love all this hot, slippery pussy-butter you ooze. When you come, sometimes it actually squirts. I've only seen a few other chicks squirt like that. It turns me on." "Oh Skip, do it!" Jenny whined, going crazy. "Shove it in deep! Deeper, oh yes!" Skip was pounding his cock. "Horny bitch! I only got so much toe, baby. I'd have to stick my whole foot in you to fuck you as deep as you want it." Jenny's cunt contracted rhythmically, sucking Skip's toe. As he twisted his foot in larger circles, he stimulated Jenny's clit more directly, sending her to the brink of orgasm. "Your cunt's got electricity in it, baby. It's so hot and wet and tight inside, and when it sucks my toe I get a jolt up my leg and through my cock. Oh, yeah, feels so good!"

Skip tossed his head from side to side, his eyes glassy with pleasure, his prick throbbing in his sliding fist. Jenny could see her brother's cock sticking up just past the edge of the table, could see his tight fist jerking and squeezing the lube out the massive prong, lube that dribbled down over Skip's knuckles. She licked her lips, wishing she could slurp at her brother's pronghead. "Oh, Skip!" she moaned. "Do me, Skip, make me come! Oh yes, oh God yes!" Jenny grabbed her tits, juggling and squeezing. She pinched her nipples and rolled them between her fingers. Her cunt tightened fiercely around her brother's grinding toe. Fuck-itch saturated her loins. Her pleasure exploded. "Ohhhhh, Skip! I'm coming!" Jenny jerked her head from side to side, delirious with pleasure, going out of her mind as the intense fuck-sensations pulsed through her loins again and again. "Baby! Baby!" Skip watched his sister jerk, saw the ecstasy in her face, felt her exploding crotch gnaw at his pleasure- saturated toe. He pounded his fuck-meat in a frenzy and shuddered as his own spasms began. Streams and gobs of spunk shot straight up out of Skip's cock and splashed all over the dinner table, some of it getting on his food. "Ohhhhh!" he groaned, his eyes glazed over and rolled back.

"Mmmmm, yeahhhhh!" When it was over, Skip slipped his toe out of Jenny's cunt and slumped back in his chair. "I lost it!" he groaned. "But you got me so hot!" Jenny leaned forward, resting her arms on the table and her head on her arms. She was weak, almost exhausted. After a minute, the smell of Skip's spunk revived her. She sat up and looked at the mess he'd made all over the table. "How's that for a load?" Skip said. "It's a lot," Jenny said. "Why don't you lick it up?" Skip said. "It turns me on to see chicks eat my cum." I thought you'd never ask, Jenny thought as she leaned over the table and started lapping up her brother's fuck-cream. The wads were cool and slimy, and at first Jenny almost gagged, but once she'd got the taste she couldn't stop slurping and sucking and licking, not until the table top was clean and tongue-buffed. "You're a regular kitten," Skip said. He pulled his plate in front of him and chowed down his dinner. He didn't seem to mind a little cum on it.

Chapter 6

That evening, Skip went out with his buddies and Jenny stayed home to study for a history quiz. She wasn't about to neglect her studies while her parents were gone just because Skip was neglecting his. By the time nine o'clock rolled around, though, Jenny didn't feel that she knew anymore about history than she'd known two hours earlier. She hadn't been able to concentrate all evening.

All her mind wanted to do was dwell on the things she'd done with Skip, and all her pussy wanted to do was throb and itch and cry for more stimulation. She had to resist the urge to stick her finger up her cunt, had to force her itchy fingers to keep turning the pages of her history notebook, which she was only pretending to read. A few minutes after nine a car pulled up outside. Jenny heard boys shouting and laughing, heard a car door slam, heard a horn toot and the car pull away, accelerating hard. Downstairs, the front door opened and closed. "I'm home!" Skip called. "I'm up here!" Jenny called back. She was sitting at her desk in her bedroom, dressed in shorts, a blouse, and no shoes. Skip came up the stairs in three bounds and strutted into the bedroom. He was dressed in tight jeans and a tank-top that showed off his muscles. He flopped down on Jenny's bed and kicked of his shoes. "What you been doing, Sis?" "Studying," Jenny said. "Why don't you take a break and come over here?" Jenny closed her notebook. Her brother was lying on her bed with his hands behind his head and the bulge of a hard-on in the front of his jeans. Without hurrying, Jenny went to the bed and sat beside her brother. "Nice bed," Skip said. "Real comfortable."

There was the smell of beer on his breath. Jenny began to stroke his chest. "Nice hand," Skip said. He sighed and stretched out. "Real soft. Keep moving it." Jenny swallowed. Her fingers rippled down her brother's belly muscles and slid over the bulge in his jeans. She squeezed the bulge with her fingertips, outlining it. The cock was hard as bone. Jenny rubbed her thumb up and down the underside of the knob.

Skip groaned and pulled Jenny down on top of him. "I'm nuts for you," he said, and he kissed her. His tongue stuffed her mouth. His huge cock pressed up hard against her, throbbing, rubbing. He shoved his hands into her shorts and started caressing and squeezing her asscheeks. Jenny quivered, melting into her brother. She'd never felt this way before. She kissed him madly, sucking his tongue, gazing deliriously into his blue eyes. She drooled into his mouth, and he swallowed her spit greedily. He groaned as he humped up against her. His legs came up, wrapping around the backs of Jenny's legs. His muscular arms crushed her. He smelled of sweat and beer. His body was hard as a rock. Jenny knew that if he wanted to he could easily break her in half, but she didn't care. She wanted him to keep crushing the two of them together until they became one body. His hands slipped under her blouse, kneading and pinching and clawing her back.

One hand slipped back down into her shorts, a finger sliding up and down between her asscheeks, the tip of the finger probing her asshole. The hand slid down further, rubbing in the hot, slippery flesh between Jenny's legs, the middle finger twisting between the sizzling-hot, lubricated slabs of her teenage cunt. She felt prickling sensations all the way to the soles of her bare feet. "Oh, Skip!" she mumbled. "I love you!" "I love you," Skip said. "And so does my cock." He arched up against her, grinding his cock against her pussy-mound. He finger-fucked her pussy a few strokes, then started pulling off her blouse.

Jenny squirmed as her brother undressed her. Once he got her blouse off, he pushed down her shorts and she kicked them off. She felt lusciously naked, wriggling against her clothed brother. Her fuck-juices were on his fingers and got smeared on her skin. The smell of her hot cunt perfumed the air. They kissed again, their tongues slipping in and out of each other's mouth, both of them moaning as they gazed into each other's eyes. Jenny felt her brother's massive cock pulsing against her belly and she reached down into his jeans to finger the knob. The head-flesh was searing-hot, and Jenny got fuck-lube on her fingers. She pulled her hand out of Skip's pants and shoved her wet fingers between their kissing lips, both of them tasting Skip's cocklube. Without warning, Skip rolled over, rolling Jenny onto her back and coming to rest on top of her.

He humped against her vigorously, sucking the breath out of her as they continued to kiss. He reached down between them and unsnapped his jeans, then unzipped them. Jenny slid her hands down inside the seat of his pants and started squeezing his contracting asscheeks. She sucked his tongue rhythmically, drinking his spit. Skip shoved his jeans down, kicked them off, pressed his hot, drooling prick against her stomach. "Such soft, silky skin," he said. "Man I wanna feel all of you!" He arched up and deftly pulled off his tank-top shirt, tossing it on the floor, then settled back down stark-naked on top of Jenny. Jenny was in heaven, smothering under the muscular body of her twin brother, their flesh melting together. He made grunting, growling sounds, and Jenny cooed and moaned, the wild throbbing in her loins driving her nuts.

She humped up against Skip, grinding her blonde muff against his spunk-filled balls. She could feel hot lube oozing from Skip's cock with each throbbing thrust of it against her belly. "Skippy, I love you!" she purred, her hands sliding up and down her brother's handsome cheeks. "I want you!" "My cock wants you," Skip mumbled, his face flushed with such lust that it looked almost frightening. He slid down, fucking his lusting cock between Jenny's silky-smooth thighs. "I want you, baby!" The knob of his cock started ramming Jenny's pussy-slit. Jenny clamped her thighs as tightly together as she could. The feel of her brother's red-hot, lube-slick cock sliding between her thighs was driving her crazy. Each thrust of his prickhead against her pussy sent tingles through her and made her shiver. She shimmied her thighs around her brother's cock, feeling it swell and pulsate, feeling it harden like steel. "Baby, if I keep this up I'm gonna lose my load between your legs!" Skip squirmed against her, grinding his muscular chest against her swollen, up-thrust tits. "Do it!" Jenny moaned. "Squirt it all over between my legs! I wanna feel it shoot!" She knew as soon as her brother started spurting jism between her thighs, her pussy would explode. She wanted to come so bad. "Uh-uh, baby, I'm not gonna waste it again," Skip said. "I wanna shoot it inside you. Spread your legs, you hot little slut, and let me fuck you." "I can't!" Jenny panted. "It'll kill me! It's too big!" "I'll go easy," Skip said. "Trust me." He kissed her on the mouth, and the kiss so melted her that she almost gave in. She wanted it bad, wanted to be fucked, but she knew it was impossible, knew that she could never take that monstrous cylinder of steel-hard fuckmeat up her cunt-hole. "Please, Skip, just shoot it between my legs." She shimmied her legs together until Skip's eyes rolled back and she was sure he was going to squirt. With a gasp, Skip yanked his cock from between her thighs.

He grabbed his cock and squeezed it, holding his breath. Several drops of hot, watery fluid shot against Jenny's belly and tits. Skip exhaled, releasing his cock. "That was too goddamned close," he said. "Let me fuck you, Sis." "Skip, I can't!" "I've fucked dozens of girls," Skip boasted. "And they're all still alive. Not only that--they can never get enough of my big cock sliding in and out of their pussies." Jenny was about to bawl. "I can't, Skip! I can't!" she blubbered. "Then let me eat you," Skip said, and he fell on her legs, shoving his nose between Jenny's thighs, licking at her crotch. Her brother's tongue flicking between her furry cunt-slabs and against her clit sent her into a fit of gasping. As his tongue probed deeper between her cunt-lips, she couldn't help herself. Slowly, her legs relaxed.

Slowly, they spread. Skip settled down on the mattress between her thighs, lapping with long, wet slurps of his tongue. He spread her cunt-lips with his thumbs and slipped his tongue up her crotch. Jenny sighed, spreading her legs as wide as she could, rubbing her ass against the mattress and her crotch in her brother's face. "Deeper!" she panted. "Stick it in deep!" Skip wriggled his tongue inside her and Jenny squealed. In moments, she was delirious. All she wanted was to lie here and be licked forever. Skip sucked her clit, making her hump, making her toes clutch with each smack of his lips. He gave her clit one long, hard suck that made pleasure course through every part of her body and nearly brought her off. She wailed, hardly aware anymore of where she was.

Only the pleasure mattered. She drowned in the pleasure, and she wanted more--more! Then it happened so fast that by the time she realized what was happening it was too late to save herself. As she writhed against the mattress, her legs spread, her nude body undulating-- as she writhed and moaned and gibbered out of her mind--as she lost herself completely in the pleasure--Skip suddenly slid up over her, pressed down on her, and drove his cock against her sizzling, drooling, wide-open cunt. It happened so fast that by the time she realized what was happening it was too late to save herself. He had her now. Before she could even start to resist, Skip forced his cockhead into her pussy mouth, stretching it open mercilessly. He bit her lips and she tasted her cunt-juice on his mouth. She dug her fingernails into his back, starting to fight back, but Skip wouldn't be denied. With a smooth thrust, he sank his eleven inch cock all the way up her cunt. Something ripped inside her, snapped like a rubber band. The pain nearly killed her, but it lasted only a moment.

Then her cunt went numb. "No!" "I'm in you!" Skip panted. "You took every inch! It feels like heaven inside you!" Jenny still had her fingernails sunk into her brother's back. She lay motionless under him, her breathing rapid, her legs clutching hard around his legs. Little whimpers came from her throat. "Don't hurt me! Take it out!" "No way," Skip said. "I'm never gonna take it out." Slowly he started to hump, to slide his cock in and out a few inches at a stroke. "Ohhhh, yeahhhh!" Jenny's eyes rolled. She couldn't tell if she was in agony or ecstasy. She clung to Skip for her life, feeling that monstrous tusk-like cock of his beginning to take longer and longer plunges into her defenseless pussy. "Ahhhn, feels so good!" Skip sighed. "Your pussy's so fucking juicy, so fucking hot!" His cock made squishing noises in her cunt as it slid in and out. Jenny felt hot juices trickling from her cock-stuffed pussy and running down her crotch, seeping down into her ass-crack. Skip's cock-shaft slid against her clit, rubbed the G-spot in her pussy-hole. His prickhead popped in and out of her womb-mouth. Suddenly, she became aware of her loins rocking, of her cunt rising to meet her brother's thrusts. And then the pleasure swept over her, swept through her, saturated her. She was lost. "Ohhhhhh!" she groaned, her eyes nearly popping out. "Uhhhhh! Ooooooh!" She began to rock her loins faster, to the rhythm of her brother's thrusting. Each slice of his long, smooth cock into her body brought her to the verge of climax. "Fuck me! Yes!" "Baby! Sis!" Skip gazed down into her eyes, his face and forehead beaded with sweat, his muscular body undulating on top of her.

He grunted with each fucking plunge of his cock, and as his cock hit bottom the look of ecstasy in his eyes made Jenny shiver. "Faster!" she panted, her hands sliding up and down the boy's sweat-oiled back. "Deeper!" Her loins humped, her asscheeks contracting. She wiggled her cunt on her brother's cock, at the same time thrusting her tits against his chest and rubbing her red-hot nipples into his skin. "Yeahhh!" Skip groaned. "Yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhh!" He fucked with such long, swinging thrusts that his sweaty belly smacked against Jenny's belly, and from time to time his hipbones collided with Jenny's hipbones, sending electric jolts through both of them. Jenny wrapped her legs around her brother's loins, digging her heels into his asscheeks and trying to draw his cock deeper into her. As his massive cockhead fucked in and out of the mouth of her womb, it made popping sounds inside her. "Fuck your juicy, hot pussy!" Skip grunted. "Bitch-baby!" "Ohhhh! Fuck me!" Jenny moaned. "Fuck meeeeee!" They moved together as if choreographed, the natural fucking movements of their bodies perfectly synchronized. Each ramming penetration of her brother's cock sent ecstasy coursing through Jenny's teenage body. It was as if she were having orgasm after orgasm, but without the spasms. She could fuck like this all night, she thought, but Skip had other ideas. "I can't hold it!" Skip moaned. "Baby, here it comes!" His eyes rolled back. His body shuddered.

His cock flexed hard inside Jenny and his jism spurted into her cunt. "Awwww, baaaaby, yeahhhhh!" Jenny's eyes glazed over. The jerking and squirming and spurting of Skip's cock inside her made her grunt with excitement. She gasped with each explosion of cum into her, with each explosion of electricity that saturated her cunt and loins. Her pleasure rose to the point of no return, her body shivered. She toppled over the brink. "Eeeeeh!" she squealed. "Ohhhhh! I'm cumming, Yesssss!" She clung to her grunting jizz-squirting brother, her body jerking, her pleasure so intense that tears ran down her cheeks. "Take it, Sis!" Skip grunted as he lurched against her. "Take it!" Jenny arched beneath him, her hips bucking against him, holding the whole of his miraculous pleasure-giving manhood inside her, squeezing the length of his cock with her most intimate femaleness. "Yesssss!" she hissed against his neck. "All of it! Give me all of it!" He rammed up her cunt, spurting cum, his body quivering. The more spunk he shot into Jenny's cunt, the louder and more obscene were the squishing sounds his cock made inside her. Jenny felt her brother's jism oozing out of her and dribbling down her pulsating teen crotch. "I love it!" she moaned. "I love it, I love it, I love it!" Her blonde head tossed deliriously from side to side.

Skip collapsed on top of her, gasping as her pussy sucked his cock dry.

part two here

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