Always Loved Her

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WARNING #1!

 

This story contains depictions of a sexual nature. If it illegal to read such material where you live then you ought to move.

 

WARNING #2!

 

This story also has depictions of children engaging in sexual acts. Incest is a common theme and may offend some readers.

 

 

Always Loved Her

Chapters 21 to 38

By General Principle

(bg, mg, mfg, cons, incest, ped, rom, anal, oral, teen, first, mild ws)

[Note some codes do not show up until later chapters but are listed as future warning.]

 

Comments are welcome and flames cheerfully ignored.

 

This is fiction and to my knowledge none of the activities described herein ever happened.

 

This is a story of an incestuous love between a brother and sister spanning a lifetime.

 

 

 

Chapter Twenty One

New Friends

 

We lay out on our towels, and Jane was kind of quiet. Eventually, she turned to me and said, "I like being your girlfriend like this."

 

"Feels good doesn't it. I like being seen with you."

 

"Yeah, that's it. I like being seen with you too."

 

I put some more sun block on her, that time just lovingly, I did not try to turn her on. She put some on me now to keep me from getting burnt. As she was rubbing it on my back the girl and the third boy, who never said anything, walked up.

 

"Sorry bout Tim, he is a jerk but he has a car so..." she trailed off.

 

"Yeah, sorry. You scared him and Dave and they left," the boy replied.

 

"I'm glad they left," my sister stated as she continued to rub my back.

 

"I'm Stacy and this is Joe. We are gonna be sophomores."

 

"I'm Brett and this is Jane. I will be a senior, and she is a freshman." I exaggerated but with that bikini Jane could easily pull off fourteen I thought.

 

"You don't go to our school do you?"

 

"No, we live across town. Her aunt lives over here."

 

"Cool, can we put our towels down here?"

 

"Sure," Jane replied.

 

"You don't really have a mo'ped do you," asked Joe.

 

Laughing I said no, "I have a jeep."

 

Joe was about five six and skinny, Stacy was five four or so and had pretty good-sized tits and fairly wide hips. She was wearing a modest bikini. She was cute but nothing exciting in my eyes. Joe was an average fifteen-year-old. I was lucky, my complexion has always been great, I rarely got a pimple and Jane's skin is perfect. It is perhaps her best feature.

 

"Jeeps are cool," he replied.

 

Joe and I talked about cars for a while, and the girls ducked together and were soon whispering and giggling. I did overhear Stacy say, "He's hot, you are lucky."

 

We swam around some more with our new friends. The girls started flirting with us, Stacy would try to get Joe to chase her, and she did not have to try hard. I could see he was as horny as I was at his age, funny thing is I think I was hornier at seventeen than at fifteen. The difference was I was having sex several times a day where I was betting Joe was a virgin. Jane splashed me until I took off after her. I swam just fast enough to grasp a foot now and then. I grabbed her when she caught up with Stacy and Joe and wrapped my arms around her. She wiggled and turned around and kissed me deeply. My sister was trying to show them just who was the amateur when it came to boyfriends and held the kiss for a long time. I moved my hands down and slipped them inside her bottoms and she ground herself against my belly. None of this was lost on Joe and Stacy. The passion we felt for each other was easy to see. When we pulled back a little, my hands outside her suit again but still holding her ass, Joe and Stacy looked awed.

 

With a smug look Jane said, "Told ya he was a good kisser."

 

Stacy looked at her boyfriend and moved into his arms. They kissed, but it was not as sensual or as passionate as ours. They were still too insecure and immature I thought. Feeling bold I turned Jane around with her back to me and cupped her pussy and just held her back to me, she wrapped her hands back around my neck and just relaxed while my other arm rested on the side to keep us above water.

 

"Want to go get something to eat Jane?"

 

"Yeah, you two want to come?"

 

They looked at each other, and Stacy said, "Okay." She could hardly keep her eyes on our faces. She kept looking down to my intimate hold on Jane.

 

I collected our basket of clothes and handed Jane her stuff, and she and Stacy left for the women's showers. Joe and I rinsed off the chlorine, and I pulled on my shorts and shoes, leaving my shirt off. Joe just put his shirt and shoes on, still wearing his swimsuit. Wearing my Speedo at the pool was one thing. I was not going around town in it though. Joe's suit was the big baggy kind that went down to his knees. He was not very developed so needed it to take attention away from his skinny chest and legs. I was not a body builder but was tall and athletically muscled, six feet about one seventy. We were the only ones in the changing room.

 

Joe asked nervously, "Do you and Jane, you know..."

 

I stopped and looked at him. "A gentleman never tells."

 

"Oh, yeah right."

 

"If you love your girlfriend what you do with her should be private and special and not the topic of gym locker talk with the guys."

 

"I get it."

 

"Good."

 

"Um, why is your hair so short down there?"

 

"I cut it for swim team. You kind of have to the wear this kind of suit."

 

"Oh, that makes sense."

 

"That and I am just not that hairy. I don't even have to shave everyday."

 

***

 

Jane later told me what she and Stacy talked about.

 

"You are so lucky. An older guy like makes a great boyfriend."

 

"He is my first boyfriend."

 

"Cool, older guys are so confident and he is hot."

 

"Yeah, I told him he looked like a sun god and he just laughed."

 

"Sun god, yeah, that's a good way to put it. So how long have you been like going out?"

 

"I don't know a while now."

 

"Do you, you know, have sex? I saw how he held you down there. I would be so embarrassed, and I don't think Joe would even try if I wanted him to."

 

Jane blushed.

 

"Wow, you do! Does it like hurt? Do you have, er, um, like do you like it too?"

 

"It does not hurt. It feels good." The way Jane must have said 'good' convinced Stacy.

 

"I like want to but I also don't want to."

 

"I never not wanted to with Brett."

 

"Yeah, that's like what I thought it should be like. I don't think I like Joe that much."

 

"I love Brett."

 

Stacy sort of stared at Jane's bare pussy as she stepped out of her swimsuit. Jane got in the communal shower, and Stacy quickly followed still looking down at my sister's hairless slit.

 

"You shave all your hair off right?"

 

"No, Brett does it for me," Jane replied with a wicked grin.

 

Stacy sort of gasped and stared at my sister's little pussy with her mouth open.

 

"Oh my god, no way!"

 

"Yup, he spends more time touching me down here than I do."

 

"That is so cool, I want a boyfriend like that!"

 

Stepping out and drying off Jane said playfully, "Well you can't have mine."

 

"Has he like went down on you?"

 

Jane just smiled and did not answer.

 

"I have not had an orgasm from anybody else yet."

 

"They are the best."

 

"I heard, not many girls I know have really had one or don't think they have."

 

"There is no guessing, you know when you do."

 

"Do you have them like often, even when you are you know?"

 

"Yeah, all the time."

 

"Just one at a time right?"

 

"Sometimes, and sometimes I have lots in a row."

 

"That is like so cool."

 

Jane was getting horny talking about this and she could see Stacy was too. Before pulling her panties and shorts on she gave herself a good rub on her pussy. She put her bikini top on and grabbed her stuff. Stacy quickly followed.

 

***

 

When the girls finally came out, I could tell right away Jane was horny. She walked right up to me and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulled my head down and gave me a deep kiss. I whispered in her ear, "You better cool off some, sexy."

 

She gave me an exaggerated pout, and I scooped her up and carried her to the jeep. I dropped her giggling into what passes for a back seat in a jeep. Stacy got in back with Jane, and Joe sat in the passenger seat.

 

"Where to," I asked?

 

"Let's go to a drive in," Jane said.

 

"Yeah, there is one not too far from here," Stacy added.

 

"Sounds good to me," I agreed and started the jeep.

 

Joe navigated, and we pulled in and ordered. There were no doors to put trays on so I put the windshield down and set them on it. Jane giggled and whispered something to Stacy and climbed up front and sat in my lap stating, "I can't reach my food back there."

 

I knew that was not the reason when I felt her wiggle her ass on my slowly hardening cock. Flexing it so she could feel it she gave me a naughty grin and settled the crack of her ass right over it and then chatted with Stacy who had moved up and sat on Joe's lap somewhat more innocently. She did not quite fit as well on it as Jane did on mine, they were close to the same size, but Joe did not seem to care. My sister fed me and would not let me feed myself. When she would get ketchup or something on my face, she would lick it off with a playful little giggle.

 

Poor Joe did not know what to watch, my sister flirting with me or his girl on his lap. It was not long before the girls started to try to one up each other. They would squirm, lick, and play with their food teasing us. My Jane won though, she dropped some milkshake on the upper exposed slope of her little tit and she just turned towards me and offered it up. Of course, I could not resist and I licked it up and gave her firm tit a good suck with a wet smacking sound. Jane just giggled and gave me a little kiss on the lips. She looked over at Stacy with a grin and a slightly triumphant look. Stacy just laughed and stuck her tongue out at Jane.

 

"Let's go to the drive in movies," Jane offered when we finished eating and were just sitting talking.

 

"Can you two go," I asked?

 

"I think so, but I would need to stop by home to make sure though," Joe answered.

 

"Probably, I would have to ask too, don't you have to ask Jane," Stacy asked?

 

"Nope, long as I am with Brett my Mom doesn't care where I go or when I come home." That was the naked truth, but they took it another way. My little sister was becoming adept at misleading people.

 

"Wow that is like way cool. I wish my Mom would let me do the same," Stacy wished.

 

"Me too, my Mom likes to know where I am going to be," Joe said in a slightly embarrassed voice.

 

"Well we can take you to your houses and you can ask," Jane declared.

 

"Lets go to my house and Joe can call his parents and ask, they will let him go if mine let me go and my Mom will want to see who I am going with before she lets me go."

 

I was thoughtful on the drive over. The very idea of having a parent be worried about where we were was an alien thought, but a pleasant one. The freedom we enjoyed was wonderful now as teenagers. As children I suppose it was a little overwhelming, but we learned quickly and probably could not deal with the limits placed by normal parents then.

 

End Chapter Twenty One

 

 

 

Chapter Twenty Two

The Future Knocks

 

Stacy's house was in a nice neighborhood, that part of town was one of the nicest in the city. My jeep was not shiny and new, but it looked good, ran better, and sounded great. Mr. G. and I put some after market stuff on it to make it truly off-road worthy. Big tires, small lift kit, suspension, bigger bumpers, floodlights, exhaust, all the typical jeep stuff was added to improve it. Jane and I were proud of it, but we felt a little out of our league when we pulled up. The Mercedes and BMW in the drive of a big house with neat bushes and flowers out front told us Stacy had money. Jane put her shirt on over her bikini as we pulled up. That was probably a good thing. I thought she looked like a million bucks in it, but it was kind of revealing. We climbed out and followed Stacy inside.

 

"Mom, I'm home," she called out.

 

We were greeted by the archetype of the corporate Mom. She was right out of a TV show. Pretty, makeup on, causal yet expensive clothes, and friendly, "Hi dear, who are your friends," she asked. We later found out she was a real estate agent.

 

"Mom, this is Brett and Jane, we met them at the pool. He scared Tim and Dave off. They were bothering Jane. You should have seen it Mom, they left right away and Brett was real nice about it to. He reminded me of Daddy when he gets mad," Stacy rushed out.

 

"You know I don't like that Tim, Stacy."

 

"I know, but he can drive us to the pool."

 

"I can drive you to the pool too, your little sister would have liked to go with you."

 

"Mom!"

 

"I know, it's not the same, can't have your mother driving you to a public place now can you?" She teased.

 

Stacy rolled her eyes and groaned. Jane and I were avidly watching this exchange. It never failed to amaze us what real parents were like. Almost made us want one around.

 

"Hi Brett, Jane, nice to meet you. I'm Mrs. Jameson."

 

"Hi Mrs. Jameson," we replied.

 

Just then a blonde haired brown-eyed girl of about eleven came in and looked at us while walking absently to the fridge.

 

"Mom, can I go to the drive-in tonight?"

 

"Ask your father, he is home from work."

 

"Kim, did Julie go home?"

 

The little blonde girl just nodded and ate an apple while staring at me.

 

"Joe, you're turning sixteen in October aren't you?"

 

"Yeah, I hope I get a car."

 

"What school do you two go to," Stacy's Mom asked us.

 

"We go to East Mrs. Jameson," I replied.

 

"What grade are you going in this year?"

 

"I am going to be a freshman and Brett will be a senior," replied Jane.

 

"That's what I guessed, he is certainly large enough to be a senior."

 

"Yeah, and I just don't seem to be growing much at all."

 

"Relax dear, it's okay for us girls to be small, the guys like it," she laughed saying.

 

We laughed at that, and I noticed that Kim was still staring at me. I could not resist and winked at her. She turned bright red and looked down. Her Mom did not catch that exchange thankfully. I embarrassed her enough.

 

"Would you like something to drink," Mrs. Jameson asked.

 

"Sure," Joe replied.

 

"Lemonade alright?"

 

"That's fine."

 

"You want some Brett and Jane?"

 

"Yes thank you."

 

She handed us each a glass and told us to sit down. I went and sat next to Kim.

 

"Dad wants you Mom," Stacy said walking back into the kitchen.

 

"Want to go swimming tomorrow again?" Stacy asked us.

 

"Yeah," Jane spoke for both of us.

 

"I can't, I have soccer practice," Joe said.

 

"Can I go too?" Kim asked.

 

"No," Stacy said at the same time that I said, "Sure."

 

I got a big smile and a small frown from the sisters for that.

"Yay," Kim cheered and got up and ran out of the room.

 

"She is a pain," Stacy said.

 

"Look how happy she is though, she can't be that much trouble," I offered.

 

Stacy looked thoughtful at that, "I guess not."

 

I was about to go on when Stacy's parents came into the kitchen trailed by Kim. Mr. Jameson looked every inch the father. Still in a suit and tie he looked like a banker. It turned out he worked for a bank.

 

"Hi, I'm Mr. Jameson, Stacy and Kim's father."

 

"Hello, I'm Jane and this is Brett."

 

"My daughter tells me you plan on going to the drive-in theatre tonight."

 

"Yes, it was a sort of a spur of the moment thing, we don't even know what's playing yet," I explained.

 

"I'll find out," Stacy said getting up from the table to get the paper.

 

"Play any sports Brett?"

 

"I swim."

 

"I played baseball myself. We went to regional finals my junior and senior years."

 

"Brett was state champ this year."

 

"Really? that is quite an accomplishment, congratulations. I remember reading about a local kid winning the state championship. If I remember right you didn't just win, it was not even close."

 

"The coach calls him 'the dolphin' and so does the team," Jane declared proudly. Most of the time I think she was prouder of me than I was myself for winning.

 

"Jane has been our towel girl for a couple years," I offered in explanation of Jane's knowledge.

 

"Maybe you will get a scholarship to college for your swimming."

 

"I have not really thought about it yet."

 

"How are your grades?"

 

"Pretty much an A average except for math."

 

"Well you should look into it, save your parents some money."

 

That conversation really had me thinking. I was graduating that year and had no idea what I would do then.

 

Stacy told us what was playing, and they sounded alright. Jane and I had seen the second movie but not the first. Mr. Jameson gave his permission with warnings to be careful, and for Stacy to come straight home after. Joe called his parents, and it was alright with them if he went.

 

"I still get to go swimming with you tomorrow don't I?"

 

"You ask your Mom?"

 

Kim turned to her Mom with a pleading look, "Can I? Brett said I could go with him, Jane and Stacy tomorrow."

 

"Really? Stacy is letting you go," Mrs. Jameson asked.

 

"Brett said I could and it's his car, so it doesn't matter what she says."

 

"It's okay Mom. She can go."

 

"Alright then, you keep an eye on her though, she is not that strong of a swimmer and I am proud of you, it means a lot to your sister to go with you places."

 

"I will."

 

"We will too Mrs. Jameson, I will even give her a lesson or two if she wants," I offered.

 

"Great, she could use some help, but I haven't had much luck teaching her."

 

"Do you want some swim lessons tomorrow Kim," I asked.

 

"Okay," she answered shyly.

 

"Good, I will have you swimming like a fish in no time."

 

We hung around there for a little while then had to go so we could stop by Joe's so he could change. This time Jane claimed her seat. Stacy and Joe did not seem to care. At the drive-in we found a spot. Stacy and Joe got out a lounge chair they brought and set it up next to the jeep. It was not long before I had moved to the passenger seat and leaned it back with Jane on my lap. She got cold and got the army surplus poncho liner to cover us with. Joe and Stacy were snuggled together in a lounge chair they brought, but I somehow doubted his hands were as busy as mine were. My sister's shorts were undone, and we took her swimsuit top off but left her shirt on and my hands roamed.

 

I played with her stiff little nipples. They were very sensitive. Eventually, my hands were down Jane's pants. I slowly played with her engorged little clit and slowly finger-fucked her tight little hole. We did not kiss, but just stared at the screen. I felt Jane climax with a stifled moan and a wet clasping of her tunnel on my finger.

 

Just cupping and gently squeezing her whole pussy with my hand I worked her pants and panties down her legs. I then pulled my cock out through my fly and pressed it with my hand to her bare wet cleft. She reached her hands down and grabbed me and held my cock tightly against herself. Rocking her hips Jane masturbated us. I managed to get my cock lined up with her firey little hole on a stroke and penetrated her little lips.

 

Moving her hands out of the way I took over. I slowly entered her as far as I could in that position and just held it there for a minute, enjoying the sensation. Gradually I started moving my hips gently and with my hands over her pussy and clit I moved her hips and diddled her clit. That was a slow gentle relaxed fuck. We slowly moved together watching the movie for a long time before I could not take it anymore. I started frigging her clit directly to get her off before I did.

 

She came and froze. Her pussy was remarkably active compared to the stillness of the rest of her. Pulsing and squeezing my cock, Jane's pussy danced on my cock as I came inside her. We just lay there, and I gently cupped her slit, as I was still mostly hard inside her. Catching the cum as it ran out I rubbed it onto her mound. As I felt myself start to slip out, I pulled her panties and shorts up to catch my deposit. My sister just sighed and gave me a kiss, and we watched the rest of the movie with one of my hands on her belly and the other on her tit holding her to me.

 

End Chapter Twenty Two

 

 

Chapter 23

Girl Number Two

 

The next morning we left to go get Stacy and Kim. Kim was bubbling with excitement as she came out to the jeep.

 

"Hi Brett, Hi Jane!"

 

"Hey Kim."

 

Stacy came out carrying a bag and got in greeting us, "Hi guys."

 

At the pool, it became obvious to Jane and me that Kim had a crush on me. Her eyes about popped out of her sockets when she saw me in my suit. Stacy however did not seem to notice. I was kind of disappointed about how she treated her little sister.

 

"Kim has a big crush on you," Jane whispered to me.

 

"I noticed."

 

"It's cute I think. Be nice to her."

 

"I will, it's flattering. I must have something that little girls like," the last part added with a leering voice.

 

Jane just slapped me on the butt and said, "Behave!"

 

We found some chairs this early in the morning, and I worshiped my sister with sunblock. Kim watched me put it on her a little jealously as she did herself.

 

"Want me to do your back Kim," I asked thinking it would be fun to flirt with her some.

 

"Yes," she said shyly and I moved to sit behind her on the lounge. I rubbed it into her back. She was wearing a one-piece swimsuit that was cut fairly low in the back. I rubbed my hands over her soft skin on her back and did her shoulders and arms too. Setting the bottle down I asked, "You ready for a lesson now?"

 

"Yes," again in a small voice.

 

"Come on then," I said taking her hand and leading her to the five-foot area.

 

I hopped in and said, "Want to jump to me?"

 

She shook her head no and climbed in hanging onto the side.

 

"Okay, let's see how you do, swim to me."

 

She pushed off and dog-paddled to me, and I slowly backed away from her. I could tell she was getting nervous so I reached out and grabbed her. She clung to me like a limpet. I rubbed her back and said "that was pretty good, let's teach you how to do more than dog-paddle okay?"

 

Jane found us a little later and teasingly asked, "You trying to steal my boyfriend?"

 

Kim turned bright red and hid her face over my shoulder away from Jane. I mouthed to Jane, 'be nice,' and she just winked at me.

 

"Tell you what Kim, I will share him with you here at the pool okay? Just don't kiss him too much!"

 

Kim had turned to look at Jane about halfway through that and blushed again but did not hide her face.

 

"Jane can help us. Here, you get on my back Kim and watch Jane so you know what I want you to do."

 

I moved Jane and held her up by her belly but giving the top of her little pussy a tickle in the process. We showed Kim how to kick and move her arms in a basic breaststroke. Kim tried it, without the pussy tickle, and got the hang of it after some practice. She was soon swimming to me and was rewarded with a hug and, I could not resist, a soft squeeze on her round little butt. She never tried to kiss me really, maybe once or twice she sneaked one in on the back of my neck as she rode on my back but I pretended not to notice. Kim was a sweet girl and I was quickly becoming very fond of her.

 

I was not the type to lust after little girls as a habbit but with my background I accepted that they were sexual beings, and I flirted and played back just as much as Kim gave. Generally, I did not even look at other girls much. A quick look and that was enough for me.

 

Jane spent about the same time with us and with Stacy. Stacy only once came over to check on Kim before we got out to rest and put more sunblock on. She seemed interested but held back for some reason.

 

As Kim was swimming in the shallow end and playing with a couple other girls I asked Stacy, "Don't you like your little sister?"

 

"Yeah. She's okay I guess."

 

"Why don't you pay more attention to her then, she just wants your attention and wants to be like you."

 

Stacy just shrugged.

 

"You know, if you're worried about being 'seen' with her that's just stupid."

 

Stacy looked at me with a frown and was about to say something when I went on cutting her off.

 

"I know that if you accept her and treat her nice your friends will too, they will take your lead when dealing with her. I just met her, and I like her already."

 

"I guess so."

 

"Come on, try it. She's your sister."

 

"Okay."

 

"Go swim with her, ask her to show you how she can swim now."

 

Stacy got up and went to find her sister. Jane looked at me and just said, "I am so lucky."

 

"Me too."

 

The rest of the day was pretty quiet. Stacy did spend a little time with her sister, and Kim was happy to have her attention. Jane and I found time to be alone and talk. Kim did make some real progress in swimming that day. When we dropped them off at home Kim gave me a big hug before going in the house. Jane gave Stacy 'her' phone number. We did get together quite a few times that summer. Joe and Stacy broke up a couple weeks later, but we still saw Stacy and Kim. Their parents liked us, so we were invited over several times.

 

End Chapter Twenty Three

 

 

Chapter Twenty Four

One Down One To Go

 

We heard back from Helen a couple weeks later. Jane and I read the letter together.

 

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Dear Jane,

 

I don't hate you. If you and Brett can figure out how to get married I will do my best to be there. You two have a very unusual love story. Not many guys raise their girlfriend and future wife from a baby. I can only guess at the bond between you two. It must be stronger than any husband/wife relationship. It must be hard to keep your feelings secret from people you know. You secret is safe with me though. I have not told Henry yet, but he may not be all that shocked to hear it either. He once told me 'they seem almost like brother and sister sometimes.' Feel free to write me anytime if you need somebody to confess to.

 

Still your friend,{br}Helen

 

P.S. Hi Brett, I am sure you will read this too.

 

{/block}

 

"I'm glad she is alright with us," Jane said relieved.

 

"Me too, I like her too."

 

I had been thinking about what Mr. Jameson said about a scholarship. What had me worried is if it were to a school out of state. I would not leave Jane, ever. What I had to do was figure out how to make sure I got one in state or take Jane with me.

 

"Jane," I said as we cuddled on the couch.

 

"Yeah?"

 

"Remember Mr. Jameson talking about a scholarship to college?"

 

"Yeah."

 

"If I get one out of state you have to come with me, would you want to?"

 

"I would never stay anywhere without you."

 

"Good, I am thinking we need to work as much as we can to save money. Any scholarship would probably cover tuition, but they probably wouldn't pay for me to live off campus with you. You can't live in a dorm with me so we need money."

 

"Okay, what about Mom?"

 

"I don't think that will be too hard to do."

 

"Maybe not, if she is still with her latest jerk that will let him move in with his nasty son."

 

"True, and when we get to wherever, you will just be my girlfriend, nobody will ever know you are my sister. Wouldn't that be great."

 

"Oh yes. I can't wait. We will have our own place."

 

"You can go to the high school there while I go to college."

 

"I can take you to my dances!"

 

"You will be the girl with the older guy at school. Hmm, you might not tell everybody our age difference though at first. When your friends meet me okay but don't just tell anybody or the teachers. I will be eighteen, and you will only be fourteen. Teachers could cause problems, but your friends won't."

 

"Yeah, I know how to keep a secret, that's a little one."

We got more aggressive in looking for lawns to take care of that summer. Surprisingly we got as much as we wanted. We even charged more on the new customers. Jane would use the trimmer or another mower, and we would knock a yard out fast then. I wanted to get a bank account but knew that we needed Mom to help, and I did not want her to get our money. We got so much cash every so often, we would go to a bank and trade smaller bills for larger. On a good day, we made over one hundred and fifty dollars. We spent at least four days a week, dawn to dusk working with a break to go swimming or relaxing in the heat of the day. Often, we worked all seven days a week including the half days we worked. We still found time to go on short camping trips to get away from it all; just for a couple days during the week.

 

***

 

When school started that fall, my senior year, I went and talked to a counseler. It was the first time I had ever talked to one. Her name was Mrs. Smith. She was a middle-aged black woman that had that matronly dignified look. She put me at ease pretty quickly. Having kids like me she said, ones not in trouble, come see her was the part of her job that she really liked.

 

"So Brett, I have not seen you before. What do I owe the pleasure of your visit to?"

 

"I kind of want to know how to get into college."

 

"Let's take a look at your transcript. You have done real well. A 3.9 GPA. That's outstanding and your athletics should get you in most colleges you want. Where do you want to go and what do you want to study?"

 

"I don't know. I never thought about it before."

 

"You must like something."

 

"I like most everything except math."

 

"That helps. Liberal Arts school then. Have you talked to your coach about scholarships for swimming?"

 

"No."

 

"Do so and let's get you signed up for the SAT and you come back and see me after you talk to Mr. Hanson. Talk to your parents about college. They can help a lot."

 

"Um, okay, thanks."

 

I felt pretty good up until she told me to talk to my parents. Mom would not be any help. I went and saw my swim coach. I knew he would help me.

 

"Hey Dolphin. What brings you by? That anxious to start the season," he teased.

 

I grinned and said "Sure, but I need some help."

 

"Take a seat."

 

Mr. Hanson, my swim coach, also coached football and taught chemistry. He kicked his feet up on his desk in his classroom and said to the kid he must have kept after for some reason, "Gust, you can go and close my door."

 

The guy got up and left hurridly.

 

"So what's on your mind?"

 

"College."

 

"Ah, good. What about it?"

 

"I don't know how to get in or what to do."

 

Coach knew the rough outline of my home life.

 

"Dolphin, I will see what I can do. You need a scholarship don't you, to go?"

 

"Yeah," I said in a somewhat discouraged voice.

 

"Well you don't have much to worry about. Perk up. With your speed and grades you are a sure thing."

 

"The thing is my sister. I sort of am responsible for her. When I go I have to take her with me. I can't leave her with my Mom."

 

"Why not?"

 

"I just can't. Will that affect my getting into college?"

 

"No, but how will you go to school and work to support your sister?"

 

"I don't know but I have to or I won't go. We have been saving for a long time."

 

"Well, let's get you a scholarship first then worry about that for later. You take your SAT yet?"

 

"No but I signed up for it."

 

"Good. I will do some checking around, and you go to the counselor and the library and look for scholarships."

 

Jane was sitting in the jeep listening to the radio when I went out to the parking lot. She had walked over and been waiting for me, having her own key even if she could not drive. As I drove Jane got impatient and asked, "So what did they say?"

 

"It is a good thing we are working hard to save money I think. I should be able to get in and probably get a scholarship, but we will need to live on something."

 

"Will we be able to do it?" My sister asked, and I could hear her worry in her voice.

 

"Don't worry. Me and you will make it together," I told her and held her hand.

 

Although Jane knew less about college than I did, we attacked the problem together as we did everything else. We both went to the library and looked at books listing scholarships and colleges. It was mind boggling the amount of information out there. Our search was not limited to the local schools. We both kind of liked the idea of moving away. There were so many schools that we had to start our list over two times because we wrote down way too many, making our list useless.

 

We did the normal college application process. A couple of schools I felt I could get into, a safe school, and a longshot. My coach was great help. He wrote me letters and helped me get another teacher to write one for me. I even got one from Mr. Jameson. It turned out he was an alumnus of my longshot school. I was surprised at how interested Mr. Jameson was that I get into his Alma Mater. He told me he would open a few doors for me and kick down a few others.

 

 

End Chapter Twenty Four

 

 

 

Chapter 25

New Trouble and The Deal

 

We were in for a shock that Thanksgiving. Mom told us that her boyfriend was coming over. Jane and I were stunned. We had not spent a Thanksgiving with her in years. Jane and I had our own traditions by that time and setting aside the implications of Mom's plan we resented her intruding. Mom had been with him for a year now. I think the only thing that held them back was neither of them had room for three kids. Neither Jane nor I liked him, John, or his son, John Junior. John was an alcoholic and an ass; his son was a younger version. He was a year younger than I and was a poor excuse for a human. He hung out with the drug-using crowd at school. Jane sort of panicked.

 

"Brett! What are we gonna do?"

 

"Nothing. Let's just wait and see."

 

"But they are going to do something I know it!"

 

I wrapped my arms around her saying, "Relax sweetheart, it does not matter what she does. We are staying together. Long as we are together nothing else matters right?"

 

"Just don't leave me."

 

"Never, if I go you are going with me."

 

"Okay."

 

To say that Thanksgiving was awkward is an understatement. The food was average at best. The company was horrible. Jane and I decided not to be nasty, but we were very quiet. Mom and John did try their best though. Their best was not very good but it was an effort. Before we ate Jane and I sat on the couch watching the parades. John Jr. came in and sat next to Jane. He sat closer to her than I was and put his arm on the back of the couch. He could not have been more obvious. Jane gave me a pleading look, and I mouthed to her 'bathroom.' She got up and headed for the bathroom. I gave him a look as if he were an idiot and then got up to get a drink. When Jane came out of the bathroom I said, "Go sit where I was I will follow you and sit next to the jerk."

 

Jane went in a sat down on the end. Just as the jerk was getting up to move over I walked in and sat next to my sister. He gave me a dirty look, and I just frowned at him and watched TV. He tried to talk to Jane, but she mostly ignored him or gave short one-word responses. My favorite one was, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

 

"Yes," and would not tell him anymore.

 

 

I kind of liked her answer but it only served to encourage him somehow. When we went in to eat he actually brushed up against her and got a dirty look for his effort but he just smirked at her. From that point on I knew he would not leave her alone. I sat and stared blankly at the TV wishing Jane and I were alone. We would be on the couch naked cuddling having just made love watching the parades and chatting. I was startled out of my daydream by the call for dinner. My sister and I met eyes and I could tell she was thinking roughly the same thing, and we shared a smile.

 

Dinner conversation was strained. John Sr. was a loud mouth and a know-it-all. They dropped the bomb on us. They were getting married. Jane choked on her water, and I was silent.

 

"Aren't you going to congratulate us," the ass asked.

 

"Uh, congratulations." I said.

 

"When," was Jane's reply.

 

"We were planning on this April."

 

"Oh," we both said in stunned monotone voices.

 

John Jr. had a smirk on his face. He must have known. Dinner was not over soon enough. They said they planned to build another room onto our house this spring and live here. Until then they would live at their apartment but be over here most weekends starting with this one. I had enough.

 

I got Mom alone and told her what I thought.

 

"You know we don't really like John Sr. that much, but we both hate his son. The fat turd has been making passes at Jane all day, and I trust him as far as I can throw him. Your idea to have Jane sleep on the couch is not acceptable. She stays in our room period. I will not leave her alone with them in the house."

 

Mom got parental on me and said, "You will do as you're told in my house young man!"

 

I stopped her from going farther. "If you don't let Jane stay in our room we will make things so bad around here John will leave, I promise you that," I said menacingly.

 

She paused at this. I think she could tell I was serious. One good thing about Mom is that she generally let me have the final say with Jane.

 

"You can make up whatever excuse you like but until there is a room for Jane with a lock on it she stays with me."

 

"Okay."

 

"You might say something to John Sr. about his son, if he touches Jane I will beat him to an inch of his life."

 

She didn't respond to that and just went back into the living room. I followed her. Jane was sandwiched between John and his son. She looked about ready to chew her own arm off or cry. Mom kind of did a double take at that and then ignored it.

 

"Come on Jane, lets go say 'hi' to the G's."

 

She hopped up fast as can be, and we ignored John's attempt at being fatherly with lets stay and visit like a family thing. We just ignored him and left.

 

***

 

We told the G's the news and they just sort of 'tut tut'd' it in their disapproving way. I did ask them whether Jane could come over whenever I was not home, that I did not trust Jr. at all. Jane and I were almost attached at the hip and had been since she was born but once in a great while I would go somewhere without her in the past. Whether Jane could have looked out for herself then never entered my mind, although I suspect she was still too young and vulnerable at thirteen to fend off John and his son. My only thought was to protect her. Later in life I would learn my sister was tough as nails and perfectly capable of looking out for herself, even if she would rather have me do it. Depending on how you looked at it our closeness and need for each other was either unhealthy or just the bond of two people deeply in love.

 

When we came home later, the adults were in front of the TV but Jr. was not there. He was in our room snooping.

 

"Get out of our room," I said evenly.

 

"Hey, it will be my room too soon."

 

"No it won't, you're sleeping on the couch, now get out."

 

He just ignored me. I was about to haul off and hit him when Jane laid her hand on my arm. After having counted to ten I calmed and we turned and left. Outside I said, "I think I hate him."

 

"Me too and his dad," she shivered with disgust.

 

"Let's go see a movie."

 

"Okay."

 

"Tomorrow I am getting a dead bolt lock for our room."

 

"Good."

 

That night we came back around midnight. Jr. was watching TV and we went to our room. I could tell he had looked through everything. It was a good thing our money was in the garage. We were going to have to find a better place to keep it though. Our door locked from the inside, but all it took was a coat hanger or screwdriver to unlock it. Locked and with a chair in front of it was the best we could do and so we just cuddled and talked before falling asleep. We decided to ask whether we could keep our money over at the G's. I would go get a little lock box for it and take it over there.

 

The next morning I stood a guard of sorts over the bathroom while Jane showered; that lock was broken. Sure enough soon as he heard the shower running he headed for the bathroom, then he saw me in a chair in my room watching the door. I had a baseball bat in my lap. He took the hint and turned around. Jane came out fully dressed, and locking the bedroom door waited while I got cleaned up. She told me she heard the doorknob rattle once, and I told her he tried to peek at her in the bathroom too. We ate a quick breakfast and were heading out the door when John walked down the hallway.

 

"Wait a minute," he said.

 

We turned and looked at him.

 

"I want you two to stay in today."

 

"We have plans."

 

"Break them."

 

"No," I said.

 

I was bigger than him by a few inches, but he was much heavier than me.

 

"Take John Jr. with you."

 

"We can't, we are invited over to a friend's house by her parents and it would be rude to bring him on such short notice," I said as we opened the door and left. I could tell he was pissed, but I out maneuvered him that time. As Jane sat in the jeep while it warmed up I went in the garage and got our money can. Handing it to her I got in, and we left.

 

"Good thing the stores are open early today huh?"

 

"Yeah," my sister replied without much enthusiasm.

 

I pulled over and turned to her, "It's okay sweetheart. We will be okay, I promise."

 

Jane cried, and I pulled her in my lap and let her sob while I rubbed her back and said soothing things to her.

 

"Let's go to a hardware store first. We need a little lock box and a new lock for the bathroom and a lock for our door. Maybe catch a movie later and then go ice-skating. It will be just like a date."

 

Jane calmed down, and we bought our locks and lock-box. We also walked around the mall and window shopped while we planned. By the time we were ice-skating after seeing a movie, Jane had cheered up and was her playful self. We went to eat and saw another movie then we went and saw Mom. I knew she would be working. She looked surprised to see us, but I had been thinking all day on what I was going to do.

 

"Mom, we need to talk."

 

She just said, "Yeah," and we moved and sat at a table in the back.

 

"Now what you do with your life is your business. We have never complained about you never being home or anything. Shit Mom, we basically raised ourselves and you never heard a word of complaint out of us. We have a proposal. Jane cried last night and today, John and Jr. scare her and I don't blame her one bit. Now they have not done anything yet but I am afraid they will, and Jane should not have to live with that fear."

 

"I guess," she replied looking a little guilty.

 

"Now my idea is easy one. When I leave for college Jane goes with me. You sign whatever papers need signing and as soon as I am eighteen we leave. You don't need to build an extra room or anything if you can wait until our birthday for him to move in.

"Two, I put a new handle on our room door that we can lock when we leave and Jr. is there; he was snooping in our things and in Jane's underwear. He tried to sneak a peek at Jane in the bathroom this morning, but I was watching it and stopped him. He then tried to get in our room when I was in the shower, and Jane had the door locked. He did not knock or anything.

 

"Three, I'll fix the lock on the bathroom door. I have bought one already.

 

"Four, we do not have to do any family stuff with them, that includes the fact that he is not our Dad nor will he ever be and we do NOT have to do anything he tells us. Period.

 

"We carry on as before, coming and going as I see fit. I was doing fine before. Jane is and always has been my responsibility. What I say goes for us two.

"That work with you?"

 

"Is that what you want Jane? To go live with your brother when he leaves?"

 

"Yes Mom."

 

"Okay then, I suppose you two have kind of grew up alone together. I will sign guardianship over to you when you are eighteen Brett. You have always taken care of your sister, and I think you are right. She will be better off with you anyway. Just promise me you will make sure she finishes high school. I want her to end up better than I have."

 

She then just looked at us thoughtfully. I do not know whether she had any suspicions about us. Mom was a smart person, and we really did not modify our behavior when we were around her beyond physical expressions of our love. She had given up her parental rights long ago and the unspoken agreement was she left us alone, and we did not cause her any problems. If she knew or suspected perhaps she thought herself powerless to stop us or knew that we would not have anything if she broke us up. All of us knew not to say anything no matter what, she did not accuse nor did we deny.

 

"Thanks Mom and I promise."

 

"Okay, but John is going to be my husband and you need to show him some respect when he is over."

 

"Sure, as long as he doesn't try to tell us what to do."

 

"I will take care of that, we aren't married yet and he can't expect that yet really. They will probably be there when you get home, just go in your room tonight okay?"

 

"Sure Mom."

 

We got home late, and I stopped to intercept John and Jr. while Jane retreated to the bedroom with our bags.

 

John said, "I had plans for us today."

 

"Sorry about that, if we had known earlier..."

 

"Well next time you can stay in."

 

"Um, okay," I yessed him and left. I had to knock on the door, and Jane would open up only after she heard my voice. We put the lock box under the bed for now and put the chair in front of the door. It was a pretty stressful day so we just got into bed and went to sleep holding each other. The fact that John and Jr. were in our house spoiled any amorous feeling either of us might have had.

 

End Chapter Twenty Five

 

 

Chapter Twenty Six

Taking Steps

 

That next morning I replaced the doorknob on the bathroom door. That one could not be jimmied with a screwdriver and needed a key. I had it swapped out before anybody else was even up. When Jane was in the shower I went out to the kitchen. She had taken her clothes in with her and I wanted to get Jr.'s goat a little. Sure enough as soon as I went into the kitchen he got up and headed back towards the bathroom. He came back trying to act like it was no big deal but my small gloating smile pissed him off. I started fixing Jane and I pancakes for breakfast. They were about done when she came in the kitchen. I gave her a wink to let her know we got him and she smiled. Turning the stove off we sat down to eat. Jr. came out and sort of looked around, "Where's mine?"

 

I merely pointed to the box of mix on the counter and took another bite and ignored him. That pissed him off again. That was fun. We finished up and went back to our room then I went and showered. Jane told me he wanted into our room when I was in the shower but she told him she was busy. We spent the rest of the morning listening to the radio and reading. I heard Mom get up and John then it sounded like two cars started and left. A few minutes later I got up and checked. Sure enough, John and the jerk were gone. I locked the doors and slid the chain incase Mom had given the loser a key. It did not take long to install the new locking doorknob. Once installed I turned to Jane and said, "We're safe now."

 

We just held each other for a while. Jane gave me a soft little kiss, then another one with a bit of tongue, and then we were soon locked in a deep kiss playfully wrestling tongues on the bed. Going without sex for two days when we have never gone with a day before made us both desperate. Soon we were franticly taking the clothes off each other. As soon as we were naked I tried to go down on my sister to get a taste of that wonderful smell.

 

She had other ideas. When my head started moving down her body from where I was sucking and fondling her hard pink nipples she grabbed my head and pulled me up.

"Fuck me now!"

She grabbed my cock and guided it to her smooth little slit. Slowly she rubbed it all over and massaged her clit with it. She was very wet already. I sat back and put her legs over mine, she was laying on the bed and I was sitting on it. Playfully I ran my cock along her pussy. The slit was a clearly defined valley between puffy ridges. Her sex was swollen with desire and her clit stood erect. Feeling a bit naughty I spanked her bare vulva with my cock. When it hit her clit my sister just moaned. She grabbed my cock possessively and moved it to her heated hole. I knew what she wanted and I grabbed her hips to pull her to me and let her do the driving. The head looked huge spreading her little lips widely. As I increased the pressure her sweet little hole resisted my entry. It was like she had shrunk in the last two days.

 

Jane wanted more and with her heels on my back pulled herself against me harder. Her tight little hole opened up and let me in. Looking down I almost came. Her little hairless slit was stretched tightly around my shaft. I looked up over her body, her mound, taught little belly, shallow breasts with pale erect nipples, to her eyes. Beautiful blue and filled with love.

 

All was right in the world again. My sister's legs relaxed and I pulled on her hips slowly impaling her on my cock. Fully seated in her I ran my hands up over her body and tweaked her nipples. I pulled her up to me so she was truly sitting on my lap. We wrapped our arms around each other and kissed wetly. She pressed herself to me as completely as she could and we smiled at each other remembering that first time in the tub those years ago.

 

Slowly Jane's hips started to move. I moved my hands down to her soft ass and helped her slide on my cock. Our pace was not gentle for long. She jerked her pelvis back and forth quickly pumping my cock in and out. I loved the feeling of her hard little nipples dragging along my chest and her lips sucking on my shoulder and neck. My cock felt like it was going to explode as her soft tissues caressed me. Jane's movements became erratic and she froze, her tunnel fluttering along my cock. This put me over the edge where I was hanging. I came a river in her, my cock pulsed and spurted over and over and my sister felt every pulse. As we calmed down we held each other.

 

Jane laid back and I slipped out of her only softening a little. She quickly reached down to catch my cum as it ran out of her. My sister then gave me a wicked little smile signaling she was still aroused. She brought her cum filled hand to her mouth and licked it clean with loud smacking noises. I was fully hard in an instant again never having lost my arousal. As she continued to put on her sexy display I carefully lined my cock up with her red swollen sex and drive it home with one thrust. My sister let up a loud moan and reached up to try and pull me down on her. Her sex was super hot and slick and just as tight as ever. I laid back down over her resting my elbows above her with my pelvis firmly pressing her to the bed.

 

Bending my head down and Jane looking up we kissed. I gave her a short thrust and told her, "You are mine." Grinding my hips downward I mashed her clit on my pubic bone and Jane was no longer capable of speech but moaned an affirmative. Over and over I withdrew and pumped my rock hard cock in and out of her soft smooth slit. She was slimy slick with my cum in her and when I ground against her, fully seated, wet smacking and sucking sounds excited us both. I knew exactly how to drive my sister crazy and I did.

 

My second time was always longer and more controlled. Jane's however was not. My sister was truly multi orgasmic. I would softly fuck her through a small orgasm to pick up the pace after and drive her to another. She was constantly trying to get my to lie fully on top of her and I would do so briefly when she came. My sister got to me as she always did and I shot another load into her already saturated pussy. I rested on her, my sister rubbing my back with her hands and my ass and legs with her legs. She gave me a tight hug with both arms and legs and added a firm squeeze with her pussy.

 

We took a relaxing bath together. Out tub was small but when we sat as close as we did, she was in my lap, it did not matter. Dressed we took our lock box over to the G's. It had our money and pictures in it along with a few other keepsakes.

"Mr. G. we need a favor."

"Yes, what is it?"

"Our Mom is going to marry her latest boyfriend and we don't trust them at all."

"Yes?"

"I am not sure you knew but we never had a bank account, we need our Mom to open it for us and she would just take our money which we are saving for college. We used to keep it in the garage hidden but Jr., that's her boyfriend's son, had already searched our room and it's just a matter of time before he searches the garage."

We bought this lock box thinking that would be enough but then I thought that he would probably steal it even if he could not open it. We want to keep it over here please."

"Sure, we will keep it for you two. I am so sorry about this. Your mother has a good heart but a bad head. She does dumb and self-destructive things. The best thing she ever did with you two is to leave you alone."

"We have worked a deal with her. As soon as I am eighteen Jane and I leave. I go to college and she goes to high school. Mom's new man moves in with his son and they do not have to add on to the house."

"That is probably best, you will come and visit us won't you?"

"Of course."

"Good, now have some lunch with us."

 

***

 

Something about John and Jr. made me paranoid. I just did not trust them and realized how vulnerable Jane really was. She was sweet and still young enough to be intimidated easily. Back at home I mustered up the courage and said to Jane, "If somebody ever tries to hurt you or rape you Jane, you need to fight hard."

"I know."

I took both her hands in mine and looked into her eyes.

"No, I don't mean just hit. I want you to scream at the top of your lungs FIRE, don't yell for help or shout rape, people can ignore that but I heard that if you shout fire people will come running. I also want you to fight like the devil, bite him hard, I want you spitting pieces of him out, kick him in the nuts, scratch his face, gouge his eyes out. You are fighting for your life and you are a tough girl. Make the asshole regret he ever saw you."

If he has a weapon do the same. A knife of a gun is there to keep you quiet, if he wanted to kill you he would just shoot so don't be afraid. Fight him hard okay?"

Jane looked a little upset but I could tell she was listening.

"Sweetheart, I love you more than life itself and I want you to fight."

"Love you too and I promise I will fight," she replied with a heartfelt hug.

"Good, now lets run to the store I want to get you something just in case."

 

I bought her a little thing of pepper spray and we got another to practice with. We went to the back yard and made sure she was pointed down wind and I had her practice. Its a good thing we did, she had trouble with it at first but quickly got it working and learned to aim it.

 

"There, keep it with you and if some asshole looks like he is gonna try something just pull it out and spray him if he don't back off, better safe than sorry so if your not sure, you spray. Got it? Shoot first ask questions later."

"Got it."

 

***

 

John came home with Mom after she got off of work. Sunday morning I could tell he was pissed. I am not sure if it was the lock on our door or Mom telling him to back off. Not only was he a loudmouth know-it-all he was controlling to. As Jane and I left to go rake some yards he asked where we were going still. I did not reply and Jane followed me closely and left.

 

We settled into a truce of sorts. We ignored each other except for Jr. who was still chasing Jane. I was just glad she was not in high school yet with us. That next Monday he even tried to give her a 'ride home' saying that I told him to pick her up. Jane was having none of that and told him no. She moved back from where I normally came and got her to over by a teacher. He left just as I pulled up. I got out of school a half an hour before she did and was there waiting most of the time but sometimes I ran late. Most of the year we had swim practice which Jane walked to. The high school was right next to the grade/middle school.

 

***

 

When the weekend rolled around again it was wonderfully quiet until Saturday evening. Mom had Sundays and Mondays off and it looked like John and the jerk were going to hang out at our house. They showed up that afternoon. I was on my guard right away. John was being likable and easygoing. If I had not resented his presence so much he would have won me over. He could be charming and kind when it suited him I learned.

 

"Brett, Jane, we got off to a rough start and I want to make it up to you two. Your mother and I should not have surprised you like that. It is going to take some time to get to know one another so I thought we could watch a few movies and hang out."

He had trapped us. I did not hate him enough to be that rude to him and tell him no outright so we reluctantly agreed. John ordered pizza and chatted lightly with his son and us. It was wearing a bit thin for Jane and I. I thought it was almost rehearsed. What really disturbed me was how they seemed to be working together to separate Jane and I. Asking me to show him my Jeep, Jr. asking Jane to show him something. It was done so politely that we had little choice but to go along. When John asked me to take him for a drive I about panicked. Quickly I told him the keys were in the house and ran inside to get them and get Jane.

 

What I found shook me. Jr. literally had Jane trapped. She was backed into the bathroom and Jr. was doing his very best to get seduce her in his brutish socially inept way. I knew he would rape her if necessary. Such violence and aggression made me sick and I saw it clearly in Jr. as he stood there. Jane saw me and tried to rush around Jr. to me. Jr. was a head taller than Jane was and at least seventy pounds heavier and easily caught her. He wrapped his arms around her, being totally unaware of my presence and Jane screamed. That shook me out of my inaction and I grabbed one of Jr.'s arms wrenching it back behind him. My sister, finally getting mad, kneed him in the nuts. It was not a solid blow but it still had to hurt. I twisted and pulled on his arm as hard as I could. That I knew had to hurt. Jane rushed past us and I shoved Jr. into to tub and shut the door. I really wanted to kill him at that moment and if Jane were not pulling at me I would have shut the door with me inside.

 

Jane pulled me into our room and gave me a hug and a quick kiss.

"You did great sweetheart but next time kick him in the balls sooner."

Jane clung to me tightly and shook. I thought she was crying but she was laughing. She pulled back and said, "Okay and I will do it harder next time."

"Good kick him so hard he chokes on them. Let's go for a drive. Don't let on like anything happened. John is waiting."

 

When Jane and came out John was surprised to see us both I could tell. A brief look of anger passed his face. As we got in the Jeep John asked, "Where is Jr.? Weren't you showing him around Jane?"

"Yeah, but he said he wasn't feeling good and was in the bathroom."

Jane and I were friendly and cheerful on the drive but John was silent. I think we had ruined his plan whatever it was.

 

Back at the house John and Jr. went into the kitchen and talked. Jane was in our room with the door locked and I sat in front of the TV. Whatever Jr. told his Dad, he did not like it. John looked pissed when he came and sat down on the couch next to me. Jr. claimed the love seat and we ignored each other and watched TV. Jane came out a little later and I realized she would either have to sit next to John or Jr. Our eyes met and Jane's eyes lighted up and said, "Brett can you take me over to Mary's house now?"

Now I know Jane does not have any friend named Mary and was ecstatic Jane thought of the deception to get us out and away from them.

John spoke up quickly and said, "Jr. can run you over to your friends, can't you Jr.?"

"Sure, lets go Jane."

"Um, Jane does not really know how to get there, I will take her."

"Just tell Jr., he can do it."

"Its okay, I will do it."

"No, just tell Jr. where she lives."

"I would rather do it."

"You stay and let Jr. go."

"No."

"Don't tell me NO!"

"Lets go Jane."

John stood up and yelled, "You will do as your told you little bastard!"

"No," was my simple response.

As John advanced on me Jane was backing towards the front door. She opened it and I ducked out and slammed it shut. We ran to the Jeep and I started it up and backed out as John was screaming at us. He ran towards the Jeep and I had to drive over the yard and a bush to avoid him catching us. As we drove I was relieved. John intimidated me some. He was a grown man and I was still young and lacked that confidence I needed to really confront him.

 

Jane looked shaken and I am sure I did too. After a few miles of silence we started to talk. We knew what Jr. and John were really like now. They could no longer fool us. I was not a fighter and wanted to avoid them as much as possible and Jane did too. It would be hard when they invaded our home.

End Chapter Twenty Six

 

 

Chapter 27

Escalation

 

When we saw Mom Tuesday morning we tried to talk to her about it. We had left for the weekend after John chased us out of our own house. Jr. did not really do anything to Jane other than grab her. Jane and I knew what he wanted to do but that was not enough for Mom. She just got mad at us for being difficult and blamed it on us. It did not help that she was hung over and most likely recovering from some drug she had taken.

 

We did not see John or Jr. the rest of that week at our house. Jane however did see Jr. at school. He tended to avoid me the rare times we crossed paths.

 

I was at practice when Jane burst into the gym and saw me and started crying. I hopped out of the water and rushed to her. She had some blood on her chin, and I asked whether she was hurt. I got her calmed down so she could answer and by then the whole swim team was gathered around us with the coach.

 

"Jr. and his friend tried to grab me."

 

"Did they hurt you?"

 

"No, I sprayed them," she said still sobbing.

 

"I am gonna kill them."

 

"Now Brett, lets go to the principal's office and report them," ordered the coach.

 

In the principal's office Jane told them what happened. She left out the history and did not tell them the whole story but enough for the principle to get really angry. He said that since they just grabbed her he doubted the police would do anything, but since it was on school grounds that he could. He said he would suspend them but felt that they would suffer more with two weeks of in house detention followed by four weeks of regular detention and a promise that if they ever got out of line one inch they would be expelled.

 

As we sat in the Jeep at the park, I pulled Jane in my lap and just held her. I was so scared and angry. If Jr. had presented himself I would have killed him then. Jane quietly told me everything that happened.

 

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I was walking over to swim practice when Jr. and a friend of his were waiting for me. When I saw them, I stopped and almost panicked. I grabbed my pepper spray and stuck my hand in my coat pocket with it. I desperately hoped they would just walk by, and I started to walk faster. Really I wanted to run, but thought they would chase me for sure. How come there are such mean people? It was like they hated me and thought it was fun to hurt me. They just sped up and headed straight to cut me off, and I goofed up. They scared me bad, and I veered away from the open to try to get away and got where I could not see the road. When they caught up with me, I looked around and realized I had screwed up bad. I just kept moving as they called out to me, hoping I could get away or they would just stop. They were both behind me asking all kinds of stupid questions and being crude. When I did not answer Jr. ran around and blocked my way. It was so much worse than last time. He looked so scary, and his friend was there and I knew you wouldn't be there to save me.

 

Jr. said all nice, "Stop and talk a while with us Jane."

 

And I said, "I can't, I am late."

 

Then he goes, "For what?"

 

"Swim practice," I say and try to get around him.

 

"You're not really on the team, you can be late," he said smugly and stepped in my way again.

 

"No I can't," and I tried to get around him again. As I got to the side of him, he grabbed my bag to try and stop me. His friend moved in and grabbed me roughly from behind. I was so scared. It was like it was not happening to me or just some weird dream. Jr. leaned in to me and said, "You know you want it. Just give Craig and me a little action, and you can go on your way. I think you owe it to me."

 

I could smell his breath he was so close to me. It was so nasty and he made my skin crawl, and I realized 'they are going to rape me'.

 

I was terrified and with my arms caught I could not lift my arm up to spray them. I then remembered what you said and got mad. You would be so sad if I was hurt, and I did not want to see you hurt. Frantically, I started to fight and scream. It was like I was fighting for my life. I knew I had to get away. It surprised them when I started to fight so much. Jr. tried to cover my mouth, but Craig's hold on me loosened some. I bit Jr.'s hand as hard as I could and twisted free from them. Once I was loose, I was terrified and angry at the same time. I was afraid they would just grab me again, yet I wanted to punish them and hurt them like they wanted to hurt me, so I stood there. Then I remembered my pepper spray and took it out and aimed it carefully and gave each guy a face full of the stuff. Jr. and Craig took off, and Craig ran right at me so I sprayed him more. He just fell and wailed and puked as I emptied the sprayer on him. When it was empty, I took off and ran straight towards the high school to see you.

 

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"I am so proud of you. I knew you could do it if you had to."

 

Jane just hugged me tighter, and we enjoyed being close. She still shook, and we just sat there until she calmed. It was both a bad and a good experience for Jane. It made her find her inner strength. Jane was empowered by her victory over two man-sized boys.

 

We never saw Mom that day as usual. I was not sure it would do any good to tell her anyway. She had been getting worse over the last couple years or so and the last few months saw a marked decline. Looking back I can see the depression, alcoholism, drug use, and lack of self-esteem plainly but I was just a confused and angry teenager when it was happening. It was Jane and me against the world.

 

The rumor mill was running wild at school the next day. The story got twisted greatly, and Jr. and his friend were soon thought to have beaten up a little girl all the way to having raped a little girl. Jr.'s Dad must not have found out about it or was biding his time. I guess Jr. did not tell because things were still at the uneasy truce at home when John was around that Sunday. It was not until the next Sunday that Jr. was over. He shot me a cocky little smirk and look of malice towards Jane. If we had been alone I would have did my very best to cripple him for life. Jane's triumph had mellowed my fury some but I still felt hatred for him. I did notice the bandage on his hand though and that brought a smile to my face. She went to our room right away. I stayed out to listen if anything was said. Jr. left, but I watched him go to the bathroom so I went back to the kitchen. I noticed that he was not back yet so I headed back to our room.

 

Jr. was at the door pushing on it. I quickly went to him and hit him as hard as I could in the back, right over his kidney it turned out. He screamed in pain and fell. I did manage to get a good kick in his gut before my Mom and his Dad ran down the hall. Jane had got the best of him the last time but him hunting my sister got me angry like nothing ever had before. I feared she would not come out on top the next time she ran into him alone. Before they got there I told him in a coldly hostile voice, "Next time I will use my bat and you will be eating with a straw; I promise you."

 

"What the hell is going on," John yelled.

 

"He was trying to force his way in our room," I replied.

 

"Why you little," he said as he advanced towards me.

 

"He has already attacked her once at school."

 

"He what?" My Mom yelled.

 

"He and his friend grabbed Jane a couple weeks ago after school."

 

"So what, you don't have to hit him," John said.

 

"Yeah I do, he needs to leave Jane alone, he and his friend got in-house for two weeks for it and the next offense, even if it's a tardy they get expelled."

 

"What happened Jr.?" asked his Dad.

 

"Craig and I were just teasing her and she pepper sprayed us, that's it."

 

"LIAR!" Jane screamed and opened the door with tears in her eyes, "You guys said awful stuff to me, they wanted me to give them blow jobs and his friend grabbed my breast!"

 

"Is that true Jr.?" Asked John.

 

"We were just teasing her."

 

"You do not need to go around spraying pepper spray at my son for teasing."

 

"If he touches or threatens her again she will spray him again. She will also bite him again. I will call the cops and get him arrested. He will go to jail for trying to rape a thirteen-year old girl."

 

John looked about ready to hit me.

 

"Brett, you will not call the cops, just stay away from each other." Mom said.

 

John calmed down all of a sudden and said, "Get up Jr. and apologize to Jane."

 

Jr. did not move.

 

"NOW!"

 

Jr. got up and mumbled an insincere apology and went back to the living room.

 

John said, "He is sorry, he just gets carried away sometimes, I am sure we can all get along, can't we?"

 

If I did not know him better, he would have fooled me. The guy was slick. "Yeah, sure," I replied wanting to tell him to get out and never come back.

 

He looked at Jane, and she just said a small, "Okay."

 

I wished that John had continued to be true to his nature but with my Mom there he had to come down on Jr. some. The man was a master at manipulation and our Mom was firmly caught.

 

***

 

It was a rocky Christmas vacation around our house that year. Jr. actually brought over that friend of his that Jane sprayed over break when it was just Jane and me home. We left locking our room. I wanted to avoid a confrontation right then with Jane with me. I tried to keep us as busy with work as possible to keep us out of the house and to earn money of course. Jane and I celebrated Christmas in our room before coming out. That year, I gave her a jewelry box made out of cherry-wood, with her initials engraved on it. She gave me a portable camp stove small enough to backpack. We quietly made love before coming out of the room. Jane made us breakfast. Just Jr. was up, but he kept his distance from me now unless he had a friend with him. The best Christmas present I could have gotten would have been to send Jr. and John out the door feet first. We ate our breakfast and rather than going into the living room where Jr. was, we went back to our room. Jane was looking at a magazine on her bed, and I was reading a book. An hour later Mom knocked on the door asking us to come out. I gave my sister a soft kiss, and we went out.

 

It was an awkward, tense and very boring little gathering. Jane told me she would rather go to the dentist than do that again. I laughed because Jane hates the dentist. She once described going to the dentist like going to the devil when she was a little girl.

 

Seeing our Mom sitting and acting so nice to John and Jr. really hurt us. Mom chose her happiness over us again. It served as the catalyst in changing our thinking. Jane and I realized that we did not have a mother really. Our home was not really ours, we just stayed there. We both started the final emotional seperation from our mother and home that Christmas. It truly marked the beginning for the end of that part of our life, our childhood was truly over.

 

Jr. was not at our house much during the break. He tried to bring the friend Jane sprayed over again, and I told him to get out. They laughed so I went and got my baseball bat and said it again. Jr. tried the 'he-is-my-friend-he-can-be-here-if-I-want' routine and I told him to get out too. They tried to stand firm until I told him last warning. They did not budge, but when I got a satisfied grin on my face they knew I would beat the hell out of them, they left. It was a good thing they did I see looking back but I was disappointed at the time. It was as if they were wired differently. Causing somebody pain and fear is just not something normal people enjoy. Jane was still scared of them, but her encounter taught her she could fight and when we were together she was pretty fearless.

 

End Chapter Twenty Seven

 

 

 

Chapter Twenty Eight

A New Twist

 

 

We did not spend much time at home that winter break. I wanted to avoid John and Jr. as much as possible and Jane sure did not want to spend any time around them either. Our Mom was pretty much on the other side as far as we were concerned. We were both angry and hurt by her. With the cold weather we could not just take off and go camping. We really did not have the gear needed for the cold or the desire to stay out. Instead we just stayed away when they were over. Thankfully it was a busy time of year for Mom and they did not come over much when she was not home since we stayed away. We spent alot of time at the mall and the movie and as much as we could over at Stacy's and Kim without wearing out our welcome. A couple of decent snowstorms trapped us over at Stacy's house for the night. I slept on the couch in the family room and she was up with Stacy in her room, but it was still better than going home. Stacy and Kim knew kind of what was going on even if it was a filtered version and tried to help us as much as they could.

 

Jane and I went to a New Year's Eve party over at Stacy's. Stacy and her friends knew us as a couple. Her parents were there at the party but kept to their room mainly. Little Kim however was all over. I think she was their safety knowing she would rat out anything bad going on. About twenty of Stacy's friends from school were there. Jane and I had met a few before. As soon as we walked in and Kim saw me she came running. She leaped up in my arms for a hug. Her crush was still in full swing. I tried not to encourage it but really could not help myself. Sometimes the attention I gave her was flirtatious and sensual, but mostly just friendly. She got to me frequently with her bold actions however Jane was normally witness to all my flirting and even encouraged them. Jane liked her, and she told Kim many times that she would share me with her. It was done teasingly first then I began to wonder. Kim's Mom thought it was cute, and even Stacy did not mind and she did not tease Kim who made her feelings pretty well known. Kim did not have any of her friends there so she stuck close to Jane and me much of the night. Stacy had a new boyfriend and was busy talking to her friends. Her friends were nice to Kim now though.

Evidently, Stacy was pretty popular at her school and there were quite a few football players and cheerleaders there. A few acted like the social elite. They were nice enough to us, after all we did not go to their school, so since we were friends with Stacy, they assumed we were our school's elite too. Jane was the youngest there besides Kim, but she held her own and looked better than most. My sister was very sure of herself with older kids, she had learned from Stacy that she was more worldly and sexually mature than most kids if not all she met.

 

We sat on the couch and just talked about the typical things teenagers talked about. Kim got up from sitting next to me and lost her seat. She just sort of looked around and sat in my lap with nothing else available. One of the girls teased her a little, "Somebody has a bad case of puppy love."

Kim just stated simply, "He's my boyfriend."

"Hey now, even puppies have feelings too," I told them.

We all laughed, and I gave her a hug showing her it was all right. After a while I heard Jane whisper to Kim, "Trade me places, I want to sit on his lap now, it's my turn."

Jane was feeling a little naughty. It then occurred to me that whenever Kim flirted with me in her little girl way Jane got horny. Jane got horny all the time, but Kim never failed to get her going. I made a mental note to ask her the next day. A lap full of sister should have been like a lap full of Kim, but there was no comparison. Jane made sure to rub the groove of her ass on my cock, brush her tits against me, and kiss me now and then. She would even reach under her to 'get adjusted' and give my cock a squeeze. I looked over and noticed Kim watching Jane's teasing closely. She saw me looking at her watching and she did not even blush. That did not tell me anything at the time, but it should have.

 

Jane got up to use the restroom, and Kim climbed back in my lap. She placed her soft little ass right on my cock as she had seen Jane do. She even got the wiggle right. A cock has very little conscience and mine had none at the time. I pulled her ear to me and whispered, "Sweetie, you had better cool it, with all these people around you will get us both in trouble."

 

I was caught up and did not help matters at all with that whisper as close and as sexy as I could make it. My lips brushed her ear and my soft breath tickled it. I could see the goose flesh I raised on her. Unable to resist I flexed my cock as she sat on it. She felt it and turned to look at me wide eyed. I did it again and gave her a quick wink. That got her to blush.

 

Jane whispered in my ear, "She is sitting on your cock isn't she?"

"She saw you doing it, I warned her to cool it here."

"That makes me hot, I love watching her flirt with you."

"You should, she mimics you most of the time."

"I am gonna fuck you tonight, hard."

 

I just sort of groaned and my cock lurched again against Kim's ass. Somebody started some music, and a few couples got up and danced. Jane grabbed me and pulled me up to dance with her. Thankfully I had some underwear on with some support, or my state would have been obvious to everyone present. I did not know where Jane learned to dance so well, but she was good. My sister would often dance with me at home, and would show me something new every time. We bumped and ground through a couple songs. Jane was very physical when she danced, and it was quite sexy. A couple of the other girls were good too, but I thought Jane was better by far.

 

Kim was just sitting on the couch watching. She looked a little left out. It did not look as if she knew how to dance. I walked up to her and pulled her up and danced with her. She was self-conscious until Jane came over and showed her how. Jane would do a move with me then Kim would do the same. A couple of the other girls came over, and Jane was giving impromptu dance lessons. Many girls, having a typical teenaged insecure boy as a date, used me as a partner. One of the guys tried to dance with Jane, she did briefly but she did not really touch him. When he tried to get close, she would dance away, and she came over to me. I wrapped her up tight and showed him whom she belonged to.

 

It seems that to many teenaged boys that if a girl is sexy or physical with one guy she is that way with all guys. I was never that way, being too worried about hurting somebody's feelings. I danced with a few girls kind of closely, but the girl had to initiate contact; I would not.

 

As I danced with one, I saw something that really got my blood boiling. Jane was dancing with Kim. She was showing her how to roll her hips and sort of hump and grind on your partner's leg. But with two girls they could grind together. It was brief enough not to cause a reaction from anybody, but I could see in Jane's and in Kim's eyes it aroused them both some. Jane then flowed over into my arms and demonstrated on me. She pulled away, and Kim came up to me and rubbed herself on me like Jane did. I was sorely tempted to reach down and squeeze her ass like Jane's but not with all the people in the room with us, so they stayed safely higher up.

 

As midnight approached, many couples were finding secluded spots to share a kiss. Someway or another, we ended up in Kim's room, just the three of us. It was a girl's room, posters on the wall and stuffed animals on the bed. Jane pulled me down to kiss and having Kim so close watching added some excitement to it. I kissed Jane deeply and opened my eyes to see Kim avidly watching us. We soon heard people counting down to midnight. Jane collected her New Year's kiss and then confused me by moving away. She then really threw me for a loop when she looked at Kim and said, "Your turn."

Kim looked excited and nervous at the same time. I looked at her and smiled, "Want a New Year's kiss Sweetie?"

She just nodded. I pulled her in my lap straddling me. This put her about the right height. She was staring into my eyes.

"This your first kiss Kim?"

She nodded again.

"Okay, lips closed and do what I do, okay?"

She nodded again.

I put one arm on the back of her neck and the other on her lower back and pulled her closer. Softly I brushed my lips to hers then a little firmer. Soon, I was sucking on her lips and licking them. Kim was doing her best to imitate me. When she dared to lick me back, I greeted her with my tongue. I then slipped it into her mouth, and we were soon kissing deeply, she was a little clumsy but very enthusiastic. Wanting to make this really memorable I pulled her tightly to me and sort of ground her covered pussy against my hard cock. She just squeaked into my mouth and wrapped her arms tightly around me.

 

Backing off, Kim still had her eyes closed and was actively pressing her groin to mine. I probably could have stripped her nude and had my way with her right then but as exciting as she was, I saw Jane and wanted her. Motioning her over she reminded me how a kiss is really erotic, and I kissed my sister with Kim still in my lap. She could not get much closer to us. Jane pulled back, and Kim quickly took her place. We must have spent twenty minutes kissing back and forth. Before I knew it, we had to get back before we were missed.

 

"Kim, if you tell anybody you got kissed by me please don't tell them it was a grownup kiss okay? If you tell somebody just don't tell them what kind of kiss or tell them it was a kiss like this." I gave her a sweet little closed-mouth kiss to illustrate.

"I, and probably Jane, would get in a lot of trouble if you told okay?"

"I wouldn't tell anybody."

I picked her up and gave her another wet kiss and squeezed her soft little ass that time and set her down.

"Thanks Sweetie."

Jane looked at me, and I could tell she wanted the same. I scooped her up, and we shared a hot kiss while I fondled her ass. We composed ourselves and left Kim's room.

 

The party was winding down. Some people were already leaving. Jane and I stayed to help clean up some. It was just Jane and me left. We sat in the living room and chatted. Kim fell asleep leaning against me. When we were ready to go, Stacy was about to wake her.

"I will just put her in bed."

"Okay, she is a grump anyhow if you wake her."

I picked her up and carried her to her room. As I laid her down on her bed, she woke up.

"Climb under the covers Kim."

"Nuh huh, need to put nightie on."

"Okay, see ya later."

"Wait, get it for me please, in the top drawer."

I got it and handed it to her.

"Put it on me," she said in a little voice.

I kissed her on the top of her head and pulled her shirt off. Her flat girlish chest with little breast buds greeted me. She lay back and just looked up at me. I started on her pants. Pulling them down revealing pink cotton panties. Leaning over her I gave her a little kiss the lips then one on each little nipple.

"Okay, sit up now."

She just lay there and said quietly, "Panties too."

Groaning inwardly I grabbed the little elastic band and slowly peeled them downward. Her mound and the top of her slit came into sight. She had thinner lips than Jane did at eleven, and Kim's clit was well hidden in her folds. I pulled them the rest of the way off, and Kim just lay there with her hands over her head in a gesture of 'I'm yours.' Standing there I just looked at her. She was a cute girl with a little baby fat on her softening her form. As I picked up her nightie, she slowly spread her legs. I held my breath. Her little slit was wet. Kim was aroused, and her breathing was shallow.

"Want another kiss?"

She nodded.

"Want another kiss where ever I want?"

She gave me another nod in reply.

I knew I was taking a huge risk, but I simply could not resist. Lowering myself down, I inhaled deeply looking for her scent. It was there, weak but distinct. I ran my tongue up her inner thigh brushing her labia. Her legs popped open farther like a switchblade. She definitely wanted more. I knew I did not have time to savor this so I just dropped my mouth over her hairless little sex and gave her a wet kiss in its center. Quickly I got her nightie on and put her under the covers. I gave her a parting kiss on her soft lips and told her good night.

 

As we walked to the jeep Jane asked, "You took long enough; my second wanted another kiss?"

"Sort of..."

Jane stopped and looked at me.

"I put her nightie on."

"And?"

"That's all she wears to bed."

Jane pulled herself up in my arms, "And?"

"I gave her a lower kiss."

Jane promptly licked my face and lips and kissed me deeply. "Oh my god, I can taste her on you, was it her idea?"

"Sort of both ours, it was her idea to have me strip her. It was mine to give her a kiss on her pussy. She just got me so hot and I was thinking of us a few years back. It was nowhere near as intense or near as good as that, but it was fun."

"I'm not sure if I like you doing that with her, the kissing and teasing was okay but that's different."

"I agree, I would have much rather it been you."

"Well Kim is sort of different than say if you did it to Stacy."

"I would never do that with Stacy, that would be different, like cheating on you and I don't like Stacy that well. Plus Kim is a kid and somehow she doesn't threaten us, she could never be a rival for you, nobody could."

"Yeah, I am not really worried but, from now on no fooling around with Kim unless I am there."

"Deal, and the same goes for you, I saw you rub on each other dancing."

"God, I felt so wicked doing that."

"You were erotic as hell. I wanted to take you right there on the floor."

"Take me home and fuck me on the bed all night!"

 

End Chapter Twenty Eight

 

 

Chapter Twenty Nine

Resolutions

 

 

Alone at home, Mom and the jerks must have been someplace else, when Jane started to strip I stopped her. I picked her up and said, "Time to put you to bed little girl."

Jane fell right in, we play acted all the time even if it was not about putting Jane to bed. Placing her on the bed I gave her a little kiss on the lips. I pulled her up to sitting position and pulled her shirt off. I kissed her on the top of her head as I removed her bra. Trailing kisses down her neck I laid her back and sucked on a hard little nipple. They were shallow little hills of girl flesh topped with pale little nipples and took my breath away. My sister's little breasts where firm and resisted gravity even on her back. I then unsnapped her jeans and peeled them down leaving her lacy panties on.

"Panties too," she said.

 

It was like she saw the whole thing. She moved the right way and said the right thing. I was about to question her when I thought, 'who cares' I have no secrets from her and Jane can watch everything I do. Playing along I grabbed her panties like I have done countless times and slowly peeled them off her. Her prominent mound was revealed and her little clit was visible. It was almost visible when she was not aroused, large enough that inside its protective covering it pushed her hood out past her lips. Her slit was as bare as when she was seven and just as soft. My sister was did not have much pubic hair for her age and would probably end up with a thin bush as an adult.

 

The gusset of her panties stuck to her pussy, Jane was already wet and her smell was driving me crazy. I stood and looked at her. She was the very picture of youthful beauty and innocent sexuality. I do not know how she did it. She was far from inexperienced but somehow always managed to look pure and innocent. I decided it must be her, she was just a pure loving playful spirit she could not help but look that way.

"Want another kiss?"

She nodded, just like Kim did and I smiled.

"Want another kiss where ever I want?"

I received another nod like Kim.

 

I dropped down between her legs, which she spread invitingly. Oh how I loved my sister and there I was at her center. I inhaled deeply and savored her scent. Teasing her I trailed my tongue up and down her smooth lips. I noticed that compared to Kim's pussy my sisters was pretty much the same size but with fuller labia. I gave her a quick kiss on her center and stood up. A confession on both our parts or just games I am not sure. There was no jealousy or spitefulness in either one of us. I guess we were just sharing my tryst with Kim like we did everything else.

"That's all Kim got."

"Give me the full treatment."

"Your wish is my command Princess."

On my knees I went back to worshiping her. I was still able to get her whole vulva in my mouth. I sucked on her clit and stabbed my tongue inside her gathering her juices eagerly. I trailed my tongue down to her little pucker and probed her ass. She tasted just like her pussy there. Back and forth I teased her, tickling her clit with my tongue and backing off before she peaked. When she was begging I moved up and slowly slid my aching cock in her. It was a tight fit as usual, her hole only admitted me with firm pressure and I always stopped to let her adjust. She was tight enough that I had to or it would cause her pain.

 

As soon as I was in all the way, just bumping her cervix, I rolled us over so she was on top. She lay there and started thrusting and rolling her hips and quickly brought herself off. She got wetter and hotter and my cock was in heaven. As she rested on my chest I played with her asshole and ran my fingers all over her widely stretched lips. So smooth and they were firm when stretched, not their usual softness.

 

We started to work together again and she sat up with her hands on my chest rocking against me. Wet sounds of sex filled the room and her scent was strong. She was hot and wet and very tight. Her grasping hole fluttered on my cock as I cupped her tits, lightly pinching her nipples. My cock looked huge in her puffy little slit going in and out. I thrusted up harder meeting her, approaching my orgasm. When I came I grabbed her hips and held her to me while she rubbed her clit on me and came.

 

We just lay there quietly talking. She was leaking on me but these moments were special and I never did mind the mess anyhow, neither did my sister. Jane told me that even though she got excited when we messed around with Kim that when I kissed her alone it made her jealous and a little hurt. She did watch us and was very aroused. I made a New Years resolution and Jane made it with me. We promised not to mess around with anybody else. Flirting and the little kissing with Kim was different somehow, but dangerous. Not wanting to crush Kim we agreed to let her continue to be my 'second girlfriend' but to keep things from getting any more serious. I told Jane she was the most important person in my life. I did not want to share Jane with anybody and neither did she want to share me. From that point on we were a little more aware of how our actions effected the other.

 

She reminded me that we had traded and that she owned me and I owned her. I held her ring finger up and told her that I would put a ring on that finger and make it official when she was eighteen. After a second round of lovemaking we fell asleep.

 

The rest of the winter was quietly hostile at home. Things did settle down with Mom somewhat. We were back to a friendly 'lets forget that I am a rotten mother' routine with her. John and Jr. on the other hand were just as nasty as ever. There were not confrontations but if looks could kill there would have been some deaths. Jane and I continued to spend as little time at home as possible. It was a busy time of year for us anyway. We spent most weekends and evenings clearing driveways when we had snow.

 

Kim kind of settled down some. Nothing as sexual as New Years happened the rest of the winter. She and Jane did become closer. It got to the point where Jane was an equal friend with Kim as she was with Stacy. Kim still liked to cuddle and sneak kisses with me and would often arrange for me to see her in various states of undress 'accidentally,' and would whisper with Jane after she did.

 

End Chapter Twenty Nine

 

 

Chapter 30

The Pill Adventure

 

"A boy at school gave me a Valentine. It was in my locker after school."

"Do you know who it's from?"

"Yeah."

"Well?"

"His name is Tom. He is in my English class and Home Ec class."

"Are you like friends or something, you know, does he think you like him?"

"I don't know him except in those classes. He is kind of a jerk even if he is funny. Lots of the girls think he is cute though."

 

I did not realize I was worried until she said he was a jerk. Jane was beautiful and friendly. It's a wonder she did not get more attention I thought then. Later I realized that her looks and confidence intimidated most boys her age along with the fact she never noticed any of them like her friends did. She was only in eighth grade and I knew that things would change in high school but also knew that we would be some place else and I would openly be her boyfriend. I was not overly worried though, I knew our love was real and I trusted my heart to her like she did to me.

 

"It was kind of nice to get it wasn't it? Even if you did not like him. It made me feel good when something like that happened to me."

She just looked at me sort of surprised and said, "Yeah it does."

I reached over and pulled her to me for a hug and said, "Just because somebody is attracted to you doesn't mean you can't enjoy it even if you love me and don't even like them. I kind of enjoy it even if it's a pain in the butt if it's a friend who gets the crush. Just try not to encourage them."

Jane gave me a passionate kiss, her tongue wildly active in my mouth. She tasted faintly of cinnamon.

"I love you so much. I was worried and didn't know what to do."

"Nothing to worry about. I'm glad we tell each other everything. Makes our problems not seem so big doesn't it?"

"Yeah. I think Tom is going to call me and ask me to go to the dance. Should I tell him I have a boyfriend or just tell him I can't go or what?"

"If he was a friend I would say be as nice as you could but since you're not friends just tell him 'No you have other plans' because I am going to take you to dinner then give you a present."

 

He did call and she told him just that. She had plans and made no offers of another time or something. We got take out Chinese food and spent a quiet evening and a long hot night just the two of us.

 

***

 

My sister was a woman. I woke up the day after Valentine's day, a Saturday, and there was blood on her and on me where she had wrapped herself around me. I woke up first and noticed we seemed to stick together a little more than usual. Reaching down I found blood and panicked for a minute. Then for some reason it just clicked. I was not happy that this day had come in one way, but Jane was looking forward to it so I was happy for her. Until she woke up, I lay there and thought about how we were going to get her on the pill.

"Morning sleepyhead."

Jane just grunted.

"We got a surprise this morning."

"What?"

"You're a woman now, sweetheart."

"Huh?"

"Feel anything different?"

Still, half-asleep she shook her head.

"Not even down here," I asked running my fingers down her ass to her slit form behind.

She just pressed back at the contact.

"Sweetheart, you got your period."

Jane sat up and pulled the covers back to look. She squealed and launched herself at me, smothering me with kisses.

I pulled away and said, "Lay there, I am going to get a washcloth and clean my woman up."

Jane gave me a big smile and stretched. I returned with a warm washcloth and a towel and washed her beautiful pussy. There was no new blood and my washing turned my sister on as usual. Not sure if she could get pregnant now I sucked her clit until she came. I was sorely tempted to slide my aching cock in her. Her pussy was red and swollen wide open showing her inner pink little lips.

 

I then realized that she could not really get pregnant if she were having a period. As my sister lay there in her own blissful little world, I moved between her legs and aimed my cock at her. After a couple swipes up and down her wet bare slit and over her clit I pushed at her hot hole. My head popped inside her opening. It was tight and slick. Slowly I went deeper, her fleshy walls grudgingly admitting me. At last, I was bumping her cervix gently. I was always careful with my sister, loving her extreme tightness but conscious that if I got too rough or went in too deep, it caused her pain and could hurt her inside.

 

I savored the wet grasping feeling all around my cock for a few moments then I started to pull out. My sister came alive and wrapped her arms and legs around me preventing me from pulling out. I got a full hug from her. Arms, legs, and pussy all squeezed me.

"What does my little sister want? That hug tells me she wants to get fucked," I breathed in her ear.

"Yes, please."

I rolled my hips and put on a thoughtful expression, "What will you give me?"

"You already have everything I got."

"Oh yeah! You're mine, I almost forgot," I teased.

"Yeah, so get busy and love me."

"Always."

 

I slid my cock back in her hot wetness and asked her, looking into her beautiful blue eyes, "Do you feel different?"

"I feel good," and she squeezed me fully again.

"No silly, that you can have babies now, do you feel different."

"Not yet, I just feel full, like when you pull out I feel empty, like something is missing."

"I know, when I am in you I feel complete too, like this is where I belong."

"Yeah, that's it, I feel complete when I am with you, especially when you are inside me where you belong."

All the time we talked I was slowly moving in and out of my sister enjoying a leisurely fuck.

"You know, we are doing something that, at least as far as guy talk goes, most people do not do. And no I am not talking about fucking an underage little sister," I said with a grin.

Jane grinned back and said, "What's that?"

"Having sex while you have your period, most people, I think, get grossed out."

"Do you think it's gross?"

I thrust into her firmly and said, "What do you think?"

"I think somebody likes it," she said smiling and squeezing me.

"I love it; I love you."

"Good, cause I love it and I love you too. Now shut up and fuck me."

"With pleasure my princess."

 

We were silent except for moans and grunts along with the squishy sounds of sex. I was always trying new things with Jane. She inspired me and I felt totally comfortable with her. We would try any position where cock met pussy. Some were fun or sexy, while others had us laughing so hard we could not go on. Our favorite was just like this, good old missionary style. I got to hold her and sort of dominate her, and she got to hold and squeeze me as much as she wanted. Jane loved to be dominated physically but not emotionally or mentally. We were equals, but in sex she liked to be swept away and to surrender to me as the powerful lover. I loved to take and possess her, to pick her up and carry her, to lie on her and be over her. We were perfectly matched.

 

Soon, we had each other so worked up that Jane just clutched me tightly having lots of little orgasms and I was desperately trying to hold off my own. Jane then started moaning in her sexy way, and it drove me over the edge. We both jerked and moaned in ecstasy as I poured into her. My sister just held me tightly as she felt my cock jerk and pulse in her.

 

Rolled over with Jane still impaled on me, we cuddled. I noticed the little red baby doll I got her for Valentine's day was next to me. Grabbing it I said, "I don't know why I get you clothes; you never wear them very long."

"It's so you can take them off me silly."

"Oh yeah, how did I forget?"

She gave me a special squeeze saying, "You tend to forget stuff when you are inside me."

"And you don't?"

"Well..."

I rolled her over on her back and said, "You do too!"

"Nope," she teased.

I pinned her hands over her head and asked, "You sure?"

With a wild grin on her face, she just nodded.

I moved down and gave a pert little nipple a suck.

"Now?"

"Nope."

I moved down acting like I was going to give her little pussy some more attention but stopped and suddenly attacked her belly blowing raspberries and licking her navel. Jane squealed and tried to get loose wiggling and laughing. I kept up my delicious torture until she was helpless and then asked, "Now?"

"Okay, but you're mean," and she stuck her tongue out at me.

"You love it," and I chased her tongue back in her mouth with mine.

 

***

 

That afternoon we sat on the couch being lazy with the house to ourselves. Jane had her feet in my lap as she stretched out.

"Do you want to go to the clinic today? We don't need Mom's permission to get them there, and they won't tell her."

"Okay," in a small voice.

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"Yeah."

"I am not sure I should go as your boyfriend though, I think they might get us problems since I am seventeen. I could go as your brother though."

"Okay, when?"

"Let's go now, they probably aren't open late."

 

***

 

I took my sister to the family planning clinic. We went in and as I told Jane on the ride over, she went up and talked to the receptionist. She brought back a form to fill out, and we looked it over and put everything in we knew. We had to wait about forty minutes before Jane was called. I gave her hand a little squeeze, and she went in. I waited impatiently for the hour she was gone. Jane came out looking a little pale and shell shocked, and I got up to meet her putting my arm around her shoulders.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, lets pay and go."

I paid for the visit, and we left. Once inside the Jeep she turned to me and said, "I could have gotten pregnant before I had my period. It's happened before the doctor said."

I was stunned, "But you're not right?"

"No, we were lucky the doctor said."

I did not realize how scared I was until she told me she was not pregnant. We were not ready for a baby. The idea in the abstract was nice, but the reality scared the hell out of us.

"Did you get the pills?" I asked.

"Yeah, three months worth."

"Cool, when do you start?"

"I already took one, but they don't work for a week."

"A week? I hope we don't go crazy."

She laughed and said, "The doctor gave me some rubbers."

"Bah, throw them away, we can just do other stuff."

"Yeah, but I didn't tell her that."

"I got some stuff for us to read; in case we got something else wrong."

"Good, lets go get something to eat and look at it."

 

***

 

It was a rough week. It became obvious how much we had sex. We just never thought about it before. The doctor said that Jane was extremely active, but it still did not really register. I guess we were both nymphos or something, but it was only Jane that I lusted after, and she lusted after me. We both had sore lips and tongues along with Jane's sore little ass. I truly loved to suck on Jane's pussy, as I had said before, it was my favorite thing in the world but tongues and lips just are not made for such constant use. We even went back to 'dry fucking' with Jane sitting on my cock and sliding back and forth on it against my belly masturbating us both. It was not all bad though. We learned new ways to please each other.

 

End Chapter Thirty

 

 

 

 

Chapter 31

Preparation

 

 

It's amazing what you can get used to. Jane and I had become habituated to staying away from home as much as possible. The problem was that we had to go home sometimes, and it was uncanny how Jr. or John could be there when we were. They went through phases when they were over continually and then would only be there sometimes. They crossed the line again not too long after St. Valentine's day. It was a period when they never seemed to go home. We got home and were the only ones there for a change when Jane yelled at me from our room.

 

"Brett our door wasn't locked. My key wouldn't fit, and the knob just turned."

"Huh?"

I bent down to find the lock had been drilled out.

"Asshole. God I wish we could just leave now. I hate them."

"Me too," my sister agreed.

Inside it was obvious to us somebody had looked through everything. Jane found out her birth-control pills were gone. She sort of panicked then. As I held her trying to tell her it would be all right, I noticed some white dust on my desk. Jane noticed my looking at it and asked, "What's that?"

"I'm not sure," I said walking over and pinching some in my fingers.

"Oh my God! Brett!" My sister screamed, "Look!" She pointed at the vent over the desk, and looking up I didn't see anything.

"What?"

"Come here and look, it's a camera."

I backed up, and I could see the shiny lens. It really surprised me, so much I did not get really mad until I had removed the camera, which was recording, and sat down. I lifted it up to smash it on the floor when I thought better. These things were expensive.

"Jane, lets keep it and act like we know nothing about it. We go get another lock and see what they do. This is worth like a thousand dollars I think. I say we sell it."

"You mean play dumb?"

Grinning I said, "Yeah."

Jane laughed and said "That will really drive them nuts won't it?"

"Yeah, I bet Mom doesn't know about the camera, so John can't say a word can he?"

"We need to go get more pills though. I will need one in the morning."

"Lets go then. I am taking this with us though."

 

After getting Jane more pills we went to the G's. I needed some advice as usual. Jane was putting her extra pills in our lock box, and I was having them hang onto the camera for a while.

 

"Mr. G. I need a lock that can't be drilled out."

He raised an eyebrow at that and said, "What do you want to lock?"

"Our room. They drilled out the locking doorknob I got."

"Hmm, those deadbolts are sort of expensive, and if they do drill it out, it just gets stuck locked and you will have to pay for a locksmith to open it up. I got a better idea."

"What?"

"We will make you an old fashioned lock. Go get yourself a new doorknob and come back by. And we will put one on your door."

 

I left and got one real fast while Jane stayed there. Mr. G. was waiting for me with Jane. I could tell by the look in her eye Mr. G. had come up with something sneaky.

 

Mr. G. installed a flat iron bar and brackets to hold it and drilled a little hole to stick a bent metal rod to move it with as our key. It was kind of tricky to work, but we got the hang of it.

 

"There. They will have to kick the door down to get in there now, and it won't be easy. These old houses have solid wood doors, and I made sure the brackets are anchored to a stud. Lock your window and they'll truly have to break in to get in."

 

Jane laughed and gave Mr. G. a hug, and we both thanked him. We agreed to act as if we did not know anything about the camera unless Mom knew about it. If she did then we really were not sure what we were going to do. I was being a little paranoid I guess when I had Jane pack like half her clothes up and I mine along with all our camping gear, and we took it over to the G's. Jane knew what that meant. If Mom was in on this, we were leaving.

 

***

 

That evening we stayed at home. I really wanted to test John and Mom. When he saw we were home he left soon after without saying a word. Mom was not yet home and I am sure he wanted to give us lots of room to hang ourselves with. It was not hard to act 'normal' with him around when Mom got home. We just avoided him like usual. He seemed to be in his 'nice guy' mode though, and Mom was her normal self. It did not look as if she knew what was going on. The night passed quietly.

 

The next day Jane and I left before Mom or John got up. We were both excited and a little nervous. I really did not know what John would do to get in our room. Would he bust the door down or wait? It turned out her waited. The knob I got this time was for an entry door and was much tougher and harder to open. The old one was easy. Sure he could have got past it, but he chose to wait. Mom was her normal self so I was fairly confident she knew nothing about it. John however used our Mom to get a key. She asked for one, and I could not think of a good reason not to give it to her. So John then had a key which I was sure included his son.

 

We still had him out maneuvered. Mr. G's lock was still there, and he could not really complain that he could not get in our room. John ended up losing his temper and battered the door down one afternoon while nobody was home. The hinges gave before the lock did.

 

I just kept on driving as usual when we saw his truck out front when we got home from school and did not come back until Mom got off work. They were both there when we came home and sitting on the couch waiting for us.

 

"Brett, Jane. Did you guys take something from John?"

"Take what," I asked.

"My video camera. I brought it over here and it's gone," John said.

"I have not seen it," I lied.

"You two did steal it, and you are going to give it back!"

"We did not take a camera from you. Where was it when you lost it," I asked goading him on some.

"It was in my bag."

"Jr. probably took it to buy drugs and I see that you broke our door down. Are you going to pay for that to be fixed?"

"Why you little bastard," he stated as he got up.

"Did you even ask our Mom for the key or just steal it?"

His response was to advance up to me and mine was to back away.

"John! What do you think you are going? I don't think Jane or Brett had anything to do with your camera. I have never known them to steal."

He shot a murderous look at me and turned to Mom.

"I know they did it," he asserted.

"How?" Mom asked.

"I just know," he said after a pause.

"Well, Brett's right. The door needs to be fixed and unless you have some proof that they have the camera I won't believe they did it. Jr. probably borrowed it."

He looked about ready to explode. "I will fix it on my next day off," he huffed and grabbed his coat and left.

 

We went and sat next to Mom. She looked tired.

"You guys know anything about his camera?"

I really wanted to tell her about what really happened, and I know Jane did too but we figured it would not do any good anyhow.

"No," we both replied.

Jane tried to snuggle up to Mom's side, but she just got up and said, "I am off to bed," and avoided the contact.

My sister looked about ready to cry, and I pulled her over to me and put her in my lap and hugged her. She clung to me as she did when she was a little girl.

"I love you," she said.

"I love you," I replied.

 

John never fixed the door. I repaired it with Mr. G's help the next day. We moved his lock and changed the length of the key along with new hinges and longer screws for the door.

 

John was pretty much openly hostile towards my sister and me from that point on unless Mom was around. Then he just ignored us. We did pawn that camera a couple weeks later, and it brought a smile to our faces as we went out to dinner with part of the money.

 

***

 

As the year marched on, we started thinking about our upcoming move. We decided we were leaving no matter what. I was not sure what to expect. I did get some good news though. After winning state in three events the second time in a row, I got a full scholarship to Stanford. The margin was even wider that time. People were making noise about the Olympics for me. As excited as I was, Jane was just as happy if not more than I, we still had to work out how we were going to live. They wanted me to live in a scholarship hall, but I told them that was not possible that I had my sister to look after. In one way they did not like that in another they did. It showed I was responsible. They must have wanted me bad, I did have other offers, because they made an allowance for me and I got a modest living expense for off-campus housing aside from tuition and books. That news made me even happier than getting in and the full scholarship. I was going to go to a prestigious school. There was no way I was going to go without Jane. That settled, I tried to find out how one gets an apartment. I did not really want to ask Mom so I went and asked the G's.

 

They were happy for me that I got the scholarship, and were glad Jane was going with me. Mr. G was again a fountain of information. He warned me about deposits and what to look for in the apartment and building, and to pay attention to the neighborhood for Jane's sake. Our best bet was the area and complexes that rented mostly to students. Mrs. G made us realize that we would need everything! Silverware, furniture, pots and pans, the works. Jane and I looked at each worried. Mrs. G just 'tut, tut'd' in her way and said she had some stuff to help and that we should start looking now at garage sales and second hand stores.

 

In addition to our business, we now spent time combing sales. Mrs. G, being an expert at garage sales, told us to bargain and try not to pay asked price unless it was a steal. I figured I could rent a trailer to tow, and we kept that in mind when buying stuff so we had room. It is a good thing we started looking that spring, it took us several months to find everything we could not live without.

 

We still saw Stacy and Kim almost every weekend. Jane even stayed the night over there ocassionly. It did not hurt my feelings any, even though I just hung out at home and did not do anything. I had friends, but they were mostly limited to school or were on the swim team. Jane was who I spent all my time with outside school. There was just no way I could stay over with the girls. Jane was spending as much time with Kim as with Stacy.

 

As spring break approached we were debating on doing anything. We both skied, but it's an expensive hobby, and we needed to save every penny. Stacy was going on a ski trip with her high school. We had not told them we were leaving for California. Their parents would not approve I am sure even though they really liked us. As long as Stacy was out with Jane and me, it did not really matter where we went or when we got her home. Little Kim still had her crush on me, but we were all used to it by now, and I was starting to become attached to her too. She got an occasional kiss and some fondling, but I made sure to keep it controlled.

 

End Chapter Thirty One

 

 

Chapter Thirty Two

Another Passion

 

We went ice-skating and walked around a mall over the first weekend of spring break. Monday Jr. came over. It had been several weeks since we had seen him at our house. His dad we saw more often. It was a toss up whether he was mean or pretended we were not there. It really did not make much sense why he hated me so. I really do not think he hated Jane exactly. He wanted to control or possess her, and she resisted his every attempt. It was as though she were immune to his charm that worked so well on our Mom. I tried to ignore Jr. and just looked at him as if he were a bug when I had to notice him. Jane was openly scornful to him. She had a sharp tongue and would cut him down every time he opened his mouth around her.

 

In our room we debated whether to try to get him to leave or not when Jane said, "Lets go ice skating again and take Kim with us. I sort of told her we would do something with her this week."

"Okay, give her a call."

Jane spoke with Kim then I guess she was talking to both her and her mom. It seemed all set so I changed clothes. As Jane was changing she said, "Kim got her Mom on three-way and we have her for the whole day, just need to have her back by eight tonight."

"That late?"

"Yeah, her parents are going out or something I think."

"Fine with me, double the kisses for me," I teased.

"Just as long as I get as much of this as I want," she said first grabbing my cock then cupping her sex.

"Better cool it or I am gonna put this in there right now," I warned grabbing her hips and giving her a grind.

"Okay," she replied wrapping her arms around my neck and going for a kiss.

"When do we need to get Kim?"

"Ten."

"That's in thirty minutes, we got time for a quickie."

We started working each other's pants off, and I picked her up soon as our lower halves were bare. My sister grabbed my cock and lined it up, and I lowered her on it.

"If I didn't know any better I would say you are always this hot and wet."

"Just for you," she moaned.

"God. I love you, you are the sexiest thing alive," I told my sister quietly as she bit her lower lip with a look of bliss on her face. I carried her over the desk and turned up the radio to mask our sounds in case Jr. was at the door listening. We were conditioned to talking quietly at home to guard our privacy. Jane would not stay quiet for long. With Jane perched on the edge of the desk I started to thrust into her grasping hole. Her hairless lips were stretched around my cock exposing her erect clit. She had a beautiful pussy. The difference in our heights allowed me to drag my cock upward over her clit. Jane was peaking quickly. It was a good thing as I watched my shiny cock slide in and out of her tight hole I knew I would not last long. I had little control when Jane was the aggressor in our love bouts. With a loud moan, which I quickly smothered with a kiss, my sister clenched my cock tightly and came. I buried myself and could feel some pressure against her cervix as I came. I grabbed a pair of my boxers and wiped my cum off her where she had rubbed it all over herself when I pulled out. It was a ten-minute fuck, a true quickie for us.

 

***

 

It was a good thing I was sated when we got Kim. There was something very sexy about her that day. She wore a baby T-shirt, which showed her budding little breasts and her belly button. Tight pants that cupped her pussy delightfully and showed her round butt to advantage. It was very provocative for an eleven-year old and standard fare for Jane. They could not have picked more matching outfits if they had tried. The only difference was Jane's more mature form, but she was still thin and had only slightly rounded hips. It occurred to me then that they set it up.

 

"Thanks guys, I was gonna have to stay over at my Grandma's house."

"So we rate higher than Grandma then?"

"Yeah, I like hanging out with you," she said quietly.

"You mean you like borrowing my boyfriend," Jane teased.

"Hey now! That was your idea and I like her kisses," I teased.

Poor Kim was beet-red but happy as she leaned forward between the seats. Jane gave her a quick kiss on the lips laughing.

"She is so cute when she blushes."

"Be nice or I will hold you down and let her spank you."

"Better not or no more kisses from me," she taunted sticking her tongue out at me.

"That's fine, I will just kiss Kim then, right?"

Kim just smiled at me shyly and turned a little more red.

"But she can't kiss like I can," Jane pouted.

"I'll teach her, you don't mind practicing kissing with me do you Kim?"

"Huh uh," she shook her head catching onto the game.

"See, you better be nice to me now."

"How nice?"

"Real nice."

"Like this," she asked and kissed Kim again on the lips, this time a little longer. I was curious to see how far they would go.

"Nicer."

Kim looked excited. Jane leaned in and gave her a real kiss. Soon, her tongue went in our young friend's mouth and they tasted each other. Their sapphic embrace was interrupted by my not watching the road and watching them forcing me to swerve. It also did not look like their first kiss either. I was a little envious that I was not there for it but not threatened in any way.

"Like that?"

"Yeah, but I want some too."

"You're a bad enough driver as it is, we better wait," she offered with mock seriousness.

"You were supposed to be nice to me, not her," I whined.

"Nah, I already got you. Kim has not been caught yet. I own you lock, stock and barrel. Besides, you need some teasing, keeps you on your toes."

 

As I drove, I had only half an ear open to Jane and Kim as they talked. I could not figure out what was going on. My sister and Kim fooling around left me speechless. I wondered why she never told me about it.

 

***

 

We arrived at the mall then. Kim got out on my side. I reached up for her and helped her down, but not before I stole a kiss. I grabbed her hand, and Jane got the other and we walked through the parking lot. Kim was on cloud nine. Inside I would hold one girl's hand for a while then the other's but mostly Jane's. It's as if Kim would work up the courage then get shy again. I did not pressure her and let go when she did and squeezed when she came back.

 

We decided to see a movie. It was not crowded, and I sat between the girls holding hands. As the movie started Jane moved my hand over to her lap. Kim noticed and did the same.

 

I had a tit pressed against each arm. I just let go Jane's hand, and cupped her pussy as she wanted. The back of my other hand was against Kim's mound. I started to stroke and caress my sister's puffy lips through her pants and, as you know, when one hand starts a motion the other generally starts the same unless you pay attention. As the hand in Kim's lap gently rubbed her mound, she spread her legs slowly. She even started to press my hand down harder. I figured what the hell at that point and let go of her hand and cupped her sex like Jane's. She just sort of gasped but made no move to remove my hand. I gently squeezed it and did the same to Jane's.

 

Soon I was comparing them. Jane's was hotter and had hints of moisture but oddly they felt about the same size on the outside. Jane's clit was discernable as a firm lump, while Kim's was not detectable. I moved both hands up and to their waists slowly. I started to work them down inside. Jane unsnapped her pants and Kim sucked in her belly making room. I backed up and unsnapped them for her and went back down. I traced the elastic of their panties. Jane's being much lower than Kim's girlish cotton ones.

 

With a soft gasp from Kim, I slid my hand under her panties while Jane just looked at my hand going down Kim's pants with a smile. She leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Make us both cum."

 

I moved my hand in Jane's pants down and held her wet sex. She had leaked some more of my cum and was very wet and slick. I slid a finger in and started slowly drawing my hand back and forth. My hand in Kim's pants was slower. I traced little circles above her pudenda going lower and lower. Soon, I felt her crease and I changed my pattern to an up and down and around one tracing the outline of each little lip. Kim just slunk down a little more in her chair and spread her legs as far as the seat allowed. That was the green light I was waiting for. I just sped up my teasing fingers and got down to her center. Our little Kim was wet. Not as wet as Jane by any means, that girl could soak a pair of panties in no time, but wet enough to fuck I guessed.

 

I leaned over and whispered to Jane, "She's wet."

I started teasing Kim's little hole and moved up and tickled her tiny clit hidden in her folds. Back and forth until she was trying to follow my finger with her hips. I let her catch my finger, and I slid it in her to the first knuckle. She froze for a second then relaxed. I now had two fingers in two different girls and could barely believe it. My finger in Jane was as deep as I could get it. As I stroked Jane I let my finger in Kim just sit there until she had some time to get used to it. After a few minutes I started to gently move within Kim's little hole. She was tight and hot and surprisingly wet. Deeper and deeper I went until I felt her hymen. I tickled her clit with my thumb and probed her virginity. It did not seem that thick or strong and there was a hole in it. I stopped and realized I was thinking about taking her cherry with my finger in a movie and realized that was not the right way to do it. Backing off I concentrated on the part of her before her hymen and her clit. I was pretty good at getting a girl off, especially a certain girl, and was able to have Kim ready to cum in minutes.

 

All the time I probed Kim I played with my sister. I was not trying to get her to come fast, just enjoying feeling her hot wet sex. Jane loved intimate contact and would let me keep any part of my body I chose in her all day if I wanted. She always insisted that is where I belonged. Deciding I wanted both girls to come together I worked hard on Jane. Her hot tunnel grabbed my finger like my cock. She was a snug fit for my lone finger even. Not as tight as Kim but close. Soon enough, both were about to come. I quickly whispered to Jane, "You will have to be quiet on your own, I need to make sure Kim is."

 

She just nodded quickly in response. I leaned more towards Kim and looked at her flushed aroused face. She saw me looking at her and I could tell she was kind of embarrassed. I said, "Kiss me Sweetie."

She leaned to meet me and as I snaked my tongue in her mouth I worked her clit harder. Kim came, her silky hole clamped down on my finger and she got real wet and she moaned loudly into my mouth. Jane was sort of helping my hand. She gripped my wrist and helped move my distracted hand around. Kim had calmed down, and leaving my finger in her I moved back to my love. I leaned into her for a kiss then worked her bulging clit over. My sister's coming is an experience and never fails for fill me with awe and love.

 

Both my girls were just laying there staring blankly at the screen while I gave them comforting strokes and squeezes on their puffy slits. Eventually, I pulled my hands out and brought first the hand that had been in Kim to my nose then mouth to savor her taste. Kim watched with wide eyes when I popped my finger in my mouth and sucked off her juices. She tasted different from Jane. We just held hands for the rest of the movie. As we left, Jane pressed closely to my back and I pressed closely to Kim's back in the isle.

 

In the mall, we stopped to sit on a bench. Kim sat between us.

"Did you like that Kim," asked Jane.

"Yeah," and she blushed red.

"He did me at the same time, that was fun. That was your first orgasm with a guy, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, my first," she said quietly.

"You do that to yourself don't you," I asked.

Kim blushed again and did not answer.

"Kim, everybody does it, and if you can't talk about it to us then who can you talk about it to?"

"Yeah Kim, how often do you do it," asked Jane.

"I dunno, some."

"Once a day, twice?"

"Yeah."

"Good, we do it all the time too, but we have sex most of the time," Jane stated.

"You have sex?"

"Yeah, all the time. We love each other," Jane stated.

We got up and started walking. "Kim, you know I am graduating high school this year right?"

"Yeah."

"Well I am going to college in California and Jane is moving with me so we can stay together. We have not told anybody except her Mom who says it's okay. We want you to know because we like you so much, but please do not tell anybody. It's a secret for now."

"I won't I promise. But will you come visit me? We might move this summer too, Dad says he is hoping for a promotion and we may not be here either. Will you come see me where ever I go?"

"Yes, and you can come to our wedding when I am eighteen."

"You're getting married!?"

"Sure, he asked me a long time ago and I said yes, you are the third person we have told, the other two live in Europe."

"Will Brett still be my boyfriend when you move and get married?"

"If you want Sweetie, I will share with you but just remember, he is mine and I am just sharing him with you."

"That's okay, I want my own boyfriend someday that is mine, maybe I will share him with you."

Laughing Jane said, "We will see about that, but I don't want anybody except him and maybe you."

Kim stopped at that then quickly caught back up staring at Jane. "Do you really like me too?"

"Of course I like you."

"Like me like I like you, like I like Brett?"

"You mean love you? Want to kiss you and hug you like you? Yes."

Kim just smiled so big I thought her face would split.

"I don't want to marry you and have babies like I do with Brett but I really do like you. You are the first girl I have really liked."

"You too, I was scared you didn't like me like I liked you."

"Kind of scary isn't it? Not knowing."

"Yeah."

"Lets go get something in the drive-thru and go to the park or something and eat," Jane suggested.

"Kim?"

"Okay."

 

End Chapter Thirty Two

 

 

Chapter Thirty Three

Three’s Company

 

We were having a warm spell, and it was in the seventies and sunny. I drove us out of town to a spot Jane, and I found and we liked. We would park there and hike up the creek. That day we just went to a little clearing we knew and spread out a blanket and ate lunch. When finished Jane crawled over to me and pushed me back and we started to make out. Jane rolled off me to the side and looked at Kim. She looked nervous but very excited. I reached a hand out to her, and she quickly grabbed it and I pulled her to me. She eagerly laid on me, and I started sucking and kissing on her neck and worked my way to her mouth. She got worked up pretty quickly and as I squeezed and rubbed her ass I felt Jane's hand making contact with it when she was busy rubbing Kim's back. The next time it bumped her hand I grabbed it and moved it to Kim's soft ass. Jane explored her round butt for a bit then I pulled back from Kim and rolled her towards Jane.

 

Kim was on her back between us now. We both started caressing her. Jane followed my hand with hers, mirroring my actions. When I moved up to brush a little breast bud Jane excitedly did the same. There was something very erotic yet intimate about this. I think it was because we were sharing this encounter with each other. Kim had her eyes closed at this point, and her response was to arch her back. I silently mouth to Jane, "Want to kiss her?"

I received a nod from Jane in reply.

"Do it."

Jane leaned over and gave Kim a soft kiss. Kim wanted more than a soft kiss at this point and wrapped her arms around my sister's neck and slipper her the tongue. Jane moaned and kissed her back. As the kiss deepened Jane moved over Kim and I moved my hands to Jane's butt. I started to slide Jane's shirt up, and she pulled back to take it off. Removing the bra was easier, and Jane was busy removing Kim's shirt. The girls were then nipple to nipple kissing madly.

 

When I paused to watch them, it was very erotic, it struck me how Kim was returning our passion so equally even if inexperienced. It just felt right. She was not scared of rejection or self-conscious and neither were we. I removed Kim's and Jane's shoes and socks as they made out. Wanting them naked I tugged on Jane's pants, and she lifted her hips helping me. I took them and her panties off.

 

I paused at this point and trailed kisses up her leg to her left cheek and up to her neck then back down her right side to her soft cleft on her backside. Separating her firm round globes I ran my tongue up and down the groove. Kim was the benefactor of my attentions as my sister got hotter. Licking and sucking on her hot slit and tight ass I got Jane almost ready to peak. I backed off a little and stripped myself then reached under my sister and worked the snap on Kim's pants.

 

Gently I stared to pull them and her panties down. Jane helped by lifting off her as I worked and Kim also helped by lifting her cute little butt so I could get them off her hips. I now had them both naked.

"Roll over," I asked.

Jane hugged Kim and rolled with her so she was not on top. Kim's pale little butt shined in the sun. I moved over and kissed her on the back of her neck then her back and down to her untouched little buns. Jane knew what I was trying to do and moved her hands down to Kim's ass and told her gently, "Arch you back Sweetie, Brett wants to kiss you."

Kim complied, and her little butt tilted up and the base of her slit was visible. I was about to explode with lust. I had two beautiful hairless pussies right next to each other, and they were both wet and mine for the taking. They almost formed one long slit from asshole to asshole. I gave them both a big swipe of my tongue starting with my sister underneath. Both girls gave little moans of delight. I focused on Kim's slit. Her hole was wet, and I gathered her juices and squeezed her little ass. She sort of squirmed at that but never stopped kissing Jane. I then moved down and stabbed my tongue into her and she gasped and moaned when I started to fuck her with it.

 

Not being able to hold out, I scooted between Jane's legs which she spread for me and moved onto mine moving Kim's with hers. I lined my cock up and slid it in my sister. She was tight, hot, and wet. We rocked together, and I rubbed and played with Kim's ass and scratched her back. Kim paused at one point when Jane shivered and looked back at me. Jane said, "He is fucking me."

Kim's eyes got real big and she scooted up and sat up. Not being able to see that well she turned around on Jane's belly and watched my cock slide in and back out of Jane. She looked fascinated. I grabbed her hand and placed it on our joined sexes and told her, "Go ahead and explore, it's okay." Kim's little hand tentatively felt my cock where it joined my sister. She rubbed it then Jane's stretched lips. I started my thrusting again, and Kim explored that, feeling my shaft and Jane's bare slit as it bulged outward when I withdrew.

 

I saw Jane's hands running all over Kim's backside. Fondling her ass and rubbing her back. I pulled Kim up tight against me then pulled Jane up against Kim and gave them both a hug. I lay back, and Jane caught on quickly and scooted Kim forward so she could stay on my cock. Kim sat on my belly, and Jane sat impaled on my cock. I pulled Kim down to me and kissed her. I ran my hands all over her greedily reaching down to play with her puffy slit. Soon, four hands were exploring her private parts. I played with her ass and probed its untouched hole while my sister fingered her tunnel and diddled her clit. Kim was jerking around, and I wanted more. I pulled her up my body and Kim looked puzzled. Jane said, "Get up Kim and turn around, okay now move over his head, yeah that's it, now sit down and place your pussy right over his mouth."

 

It was bliss, I had one pussy gripping my cock tightly and one drooling on my face. I let Jane ride and gripped Kim's hips and went to work on her. She was soon mashing her clit on my chin or nose as she slid back and forth, and I cupped her little buns. Jane leaned forward and kissed a nipple then her lips. Kim boldly reached up and cupped Jane's tit, and they both rode me to climax. I came forcefully and soaked Jane. Kim jerked and went rigid then fell forward. Her eyes were at our joined sexes. I don't know what Jane saw, but she said, caressing Kim's back, "Go ahead, you can kiss it and taste it if you want. Smells good doesn't it?"

 

Kim scooted a little forward and Jane leaned back. I felt a little tongue on my shaft briefly, and then I saw Jane close her eyes. I felt the tongue again and this time it was a little more purposeful. Jane said, "Tastes good doesn't it?"

I felt a nod then more tongue. Kim's head pulled back, and she asked, "Can I do that?"

"Do you want to? It will hurt the first time. How about if I show you something else almost as fun?"

"Okay."

Jane climbed off me and sat beside me Indian style. She cupped one hand over her sex to catch our combined cum as it drained out of her. "Now you go ahead and sit where I was but on his cock, not inside okay?"

As Kim got up Jane moved her cum filled hand and smeared my cock with it and held it down. Jane guided Kim, and with her other hand spread her pussy cleft so it saddled my cock like a hotdog in a bun.

"There, now all you have to do is slide back and forth. Lean a little forward some so you can rub you clit on him."

I watched her hairless slit massage my hard cock. It was a pretty pussy with thin labia. Overall they looked about the same size really, but Jane's lips were fuller and her clit stuck out past its hood when we had sex. Wanting to give her as much as I could I grabbed her hips and controlled her actions. Jane loved it when I took charge, and I figured Kim would too. I was right. I pulled her firmly against me and ground her soft pussy on me. Sitting up I laid her down and thrusted my cock over her puffy sex and over her barely visible clit gripping her hips tightly. I thrusted forcefully, and soon Kim was moaning. She came with a squeal, and I slowed down. After she calmed I picked up the pace again. I wanted to cum all over her chest and maybe shoot up onto her face. With my cum all over my cock and the juices she made we were very slick and we made sexy squishy sounds.

 

Kim tensed in orgasm again, and I shoved up, my cock pointing upward over her belly and let loose. My first shot landed on her nose and mouth then second on her chest and the rest on her belly. Kim had her mouth open for the fist shot and got a taste but kept it closed after her surprise. Jane leaned over Kim and licked my cum off her chest and said, "Try some, I love it."

Kim licked her lips and tasted it again, it must have been okay because she then licked it all off her lips and used her fingers to get the rest. Jane gathered some more off her belly and fed it to Kim. When it was all gone, Jane leaned down and licked Kim's now swollen red slit. She gave it a big lick and sucked on her hole looking for Kim's cum. Kim just moaned and let my sister have her way with her spreading her legs widely.

 

Jane crawled between them and proceeded to give her a thorough pussy licking. Jane licked a pussy as I did but with a smaller mouth. My self taught style worked, and Kim had another small orgasm on Jane's tongue. I lay beside Kim during this and after Kim peaked Jane laid on me. I whispered in her ear, "I love you."

"I love you too," she whispered back and slid to my side. I reached over and pulled Kim to me. They shared my upper chest as a pillow, and we just lay there while I fondled two soft asses.

 

"What do you think Kim, like it?" Jane asked.

"Yeah, I want to do it again," Kim declared.

"Maybe later, you two wore me out," I moaned.

Jane grabbed Kim's hand and moved it to my cock then backed off. "Go ahead Sweetie, get to know it. Brett doesn't mind."

Kim just touched me softly and got to know me. She had all the usual questions, which Jane answered. Jane could not resist as usual and they shared my cock. It was semi erect and getting harder. I did not think I would be able to cum again, even my hardness surprised me.

"Now that you have seen and know Brett's cock, it's time for you to get to know a pussy. You don't have to touch it, but you should look, after all you can't really see your own."

 

Kim and I moved between my love's legs. I softly touched and explained what everything was. Kim was eager to touch my sister too. I showed her how to finger-fuck Jane and then how to lick her. Once she had a taste she looked at me and said, "She tastes like you kind of."

"Yeah, I came inside her, that's my cum you are tasting."

"Wow, won't she get pregnant?"

"No, she takes the Pill."

"Oh."

Kim then went back to tasting my sister's pussy. She sucked on her clit as I did. I sucked on her lips, and Kim imitated me. She could not get her whole mouth over it but tried anyway.

"Want to give her an orgasm Sweetie?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, you keep this up and get a little harder when she gets more excited, I am going to give her a kiss or two."

Kim went back to slurping Jane and I moved up kissing a belly then a tit then a mouth. Together we gave my sister a good orgasm. We then switched and gave Kim one final licking, both of us taking turns or crowding in together. If I had not had come twice already, I told Jane, I would have climbed right on top of my sister as we lay there at Kim's little pussy and fucked her while we both ate her.

 

It cooled off, and we got dressed, but were reluctant to leave our little spot. We just lay together. Jane and I were talking as usual and Kim mostly listening. When the sun set, we left. It got cold, and we were hungry. We went to a pizza place and ate. Kim felt grown up we could tell. As far as she was concerned, she was out on a date. We did nothing to discourage the idea. She had carved out a special spot in both our hearts. At Kim's house, I pulled her over for a deep kiss then Jane took her for one. We got out and walked up to the door. Inside, her parents greeted us and asked what we did. We told them the truth but left out the details. Kim asked to go out with us again, and we told her sure. Her Mom was kind of reluctant but that was mostly because she did not want Kim to be rude. We made plans to come get her on Wednesday and left.

 

Inside the jeep I turned to Jane and said, "You are amazing, the best girl I could ever hope for."

Jane looked sort of relieved. "You don't mind that I like Kim then?"

"Nope, long as you still feel the same way about me. It would be different if I did not like her too, I even love her but it's different from how I feel about you."

"Different how?"

"Kind of like I would miss her if I never saw her again, but it would break my heart if I lost you. Kim is cute and I love her but we have spent our whole lives together. That's huge and I don't think I could ever feel about somebody else the way I feel about you."

Jane moved over to my lap and gave me a passionate kiss and said, "Yeah, what I feel for you is just so intense it's kind of scary. I couldn't live without you, but I can without Kim even though I think I am kind of in love with her."

"Just so you know, I don't think I could handle your doing anything like this with another guy. It would scare me way to much that I might lose you."

"Okay, I don't like any other guys anyway. Plus you're all I want anyhow, and we share Kim, she isn't my girlfriend or yours. She is ours."

"Okay, I know it doesn't seem fair but it's how I feel. If you did that with another guy I would die. Its kind of weird how Kim is different though. I don't really know how to explain it, it's just different."

"I know. I promise, I won't ever even kiss another guy, only you."

"Good. You are all I really need in life."

"Me too. Good because you're mine remember?"

"Yes, all yours forever."

 

***

 

At home in bed I asked Jane, "Have you always liked girls too?"

"Kind of. I like boys a lot better, but it's weird, for some reason I think Kim is sexy. Maybe it's cause when I was a little girl I had so much fun with you that I see her flirt with you and think of that."

"I think she is sexy too but I like your tits and little girls don't have tits."

"Yeah, but they have hairless pussies like mine."

"True and I love your bare pussy. When we let your hair grow some it just wasn't the same to lick and suck on."

"I know, it feels so much better when you do, I like it hairless much better anyhow. I would shave it permanently if I could."

"Don't worry, I like shaving it off and it doesn't grow that fast anyway."

"I think I am the only girl who has never really shaved her legs or anything before. You taught me how, but you always end up doing it."

"Do you want to do it?"

"No, I like it when you take care of me like that."

"And I like it when you do the same for me. I don't need a mirror, just my sister sitting on the sink in front of me. It's kind of cool that I have done everything for you a person can do, from wiping your butt and feeding you to fucking you. Makes me feel as though you are truly mine."

"I am."

 

Our relationship with Kim was new territory for us. It was always just the two of us then everybody else. Kim was changing that and we now thought of her too. I really was not looking for it and Jane was not either. It caught us both unprepared, but how does one prepare for such a thing I often wonder? We made mistakes and our clumsy attempts at setting rules, we would learn, just did not work. Our honesty and trust in one another are what kept us from making big mistakes.

 

End Chapter Thirty Three

 

 

Chapter 34

Turbulent Waters

 

As the weather got nicer, things got a little rockier at home. John found out through Jr. that Jane and I were leaving. We were not sure how Jr. found out, he must have overheard us talking and put two and two together and came up with four instead of his usual three. John was not upset about me going but for some reason he was insulted that Jane would go. It was not because he cared for her or any altruistic motivation. I do not to this day care to hazard a guess at why he truly wanted Jane to stay, but I suspect it was not fatherly interest. The Sunday, my Mom's day off, it came to a head was a pretty bad day. Jane and I came in late Saturday night trying to avoid Jr. and John.

 

"It's late for you to be out young lady," John said as we walked in that night.

It surprised us both and we kind of stood there. John thought it was out of respect or because he was in charge or something, I think.

"You are not to stay out that late anymore, understand?"

"She was with me, she was fine," I said.

"No it's not, she needs to be in earlier."

"No she doesn't, talk to our Mom."

"We will see about that. When you are gone, she will have to obey me."

"Whatever," I agreed a little too easily and we left.

Inside our room, "Don't worry, we don't have much longer and we won't ever see him again."

We just held each other that night. John could still scare Jane bad. He always managed to make her feel so vulnerable around him.

 

***

 

That morning as we were eating pancakes John walked in. He was up early and one look at his face showed he was pissed. His body language was very hostile as he made coffee. We figured he would go back to Mom's room like usual, but he stayed and stared at us. Finally, as we were getting up he stated in what I am sure was his best 'I am the boss voice', "Jane will be staying here when you leave for school this summer."

"NO I AM NOT," screamed Jane and burst into tears and ran into our room.

"She is coming with me, Mom said."

"Not anymore."

I walked out of the kitchen and down the hall to Mom's room. I pounded on the door and said, "Mom, come out, we need to talk."

The door opened, and she motioned me in. I walked back to our room, it was unlocked, I poked my head inside, and said, "It's okay Sweetheart, lock the door, I am talking to Mom."

Still crying Jane got up and I shut the door and walked to Mom's room. We sat on the bed, and I looked at her. She looked tired, bone-weary tired.

"Mom," I said softly, "What's John mean saying Jane can't come with me? Is something wrong?"

"Brett, he wants her to stay."

"But why? He doesn't even know her and Jr. all but tried to rape her."

"He says he wants a family."

"No he doesn't, he just wants to control her and I don't trust him or Jr."

"Oh Brett that's not fair."

"Mom, Jane is scared to death of them; she is in our room crying right now. She tells me all the time how much she is scared of them. If you make her stay, I am not sure what she will do.

 

"Please Mom, you know how much she means to me. We have never been apart. She won't even sleep in her own bed when they are in the house. Just like when she was little. You promised, and there is no reason for her to stay. I have saved lots of money and can take care of us. I have been since I was four."

"Oh Brett," she cried a little and hugged me.

Hugging her back, "Mom, are you sure you want to marry him?"

"He is good to me and I love him."

"Okay, but don't let him take your house or anything. I don't trust him."

"He can't it's in mine and Gary's names. I couldn't even sell it without his signature."

"That's good, now Jane is coming with me right?"

"Yeah I guess."

"Lets go tell him. We need it out in the open."

"I guess you're right."

 

We stopped at my room, and I called for Jane. She opened the door and had obviously still been sobbing. I think Mom thought she would come to her for a hug, but she came to me. Mom looked at us with a sad smile as I whispered comforting words to my sister.

"Jane, you are still leaving with me, Mom and I are going to talk to John. Come with us."

Jane gave Mom a hug and said, "Thanks Mom."

I grabbed Mom's hand and said, "Come on Mom, it's the right thing to do. Do this one last thing for us. We will help you."

She gave us a brave smile, and we followed her into the kitchen.

 

In the kitchen John sat at the table with the paper and his coffee with a smug but belligerent look on his face, and I knew that this was going to be hard. His look faded when he saw Mom with us. It was just a mean look then.

"John," my Mom started but got cut off.

"Don't tell me he talked you into it again!"

"But," cut off again.

"No damnit, she needs to stay here!"

"I told," again cut off as John's voice got louder, he was not quite yelling yet.

"I said NO, it's not right for them to share a room either," he went on the offensive.

"They have shared a room since she was born, they have two beds," Mom said getting a little angry herself. She does not necessarily like to be yelled at but that is the kind of man she always picks.

"Not for long, and she needs to come home at a decent hour and should not be spending all her time with him."

"John, I told you a long time ago that he takes care of her, ever since she was a baby. I don't think I got up to feed her twice even. He did it when he was four god damn years old! If he takes her with him and they are gone all damn night it's alright," Mom said her voice rising.

"Well she is still staying here damnit."

"No she isn't and you can't stop it. I'll sign the papers, and she is his."

"No you won't," he thundered.

I put a comforting hand on Mom's shoulder when she winced and said, "She is coming with me, don't try to stop it."

That was not the best thing I could have said. Do not challenge a bully unless you are ready to go the distance.

"Just watch me, I will call social services and that will stop you."

"If you call social services Jane will say you try to molest her and I will back it up."

That pissed him off real bad, perhaps it was too close to the truth.

"You are the one who molests her, you control her and are always near her."

Now I was mad, I never felt that I had molested her but once worried that we would get caught and they would say it anyway.

"She wants to be with me, especially when you are around to keep you and that pervert Jr. away from her, you are like a pack of dogs around her."

"STOP YOU TWO," Mom screamed, "You are not calling social services and you are not going to accuse him of anything. The only thing that will accomplish is getting Jane sent away, and I would probably get in trouble too. I have not been around like I should have and am going to do the right thing this time!"

John had a triumphant look on his face, and Jane looked about ready to cry.

"Jane is going with Brett and that's final."

"Michele we agreed," John begged my Mom.

"And just what do you care anyway, is Brett right to worry?" Mom asked in an accusing tone.

"Fine, they can both leave now." John tried for one more victory.

"No, when he turns eighteen."

"Then she needs to have a curfew."

"Drop it," Mom warned.

 

John stormed out brushing past us roughly. Mom let out a big sigh, and her shoulders slumped. We both went to her and wrapped our arms around her.

"You were great Mom," I said softly.

"Yeah Mom, I'm proud of you," Jane tried to cheer her up.

I felt so sorry for her. She looked defeated even though she won. I was worried for her but knew from experience that she would be drunk within an hour and if I tried to talk to her she would just get pissed. We both knew to just enjoy the moment. It was over two months until our birthday and that hug felt like goodbye already.

"I love you, Mom." Jane said feeling the goodbye.

"I love you too Mom," I said.

"I love you guys too," she said tiredly. We never felt the love when Mom said it as we did when we said it to each other. Mom loved us the best she knew how I guess.

 

End Chapter Thirty Four

 

 

Chapter Thirty Five

Battle

 

Jane was in the kitchen making pancakes, and Jr. was standing in the doorway, trying to talk to her. I was still very protective of my sister, but she could handle herself, as long as John was not in the house. She either ignored him as I did, or treated him like most every other girl in school must have treated him: as a lower life form, not worth interacting with. I still did not trust him, or like the predatory look in his eye when he watched Jane. He did not simply admire her.

 

I was in the living room and heard them.

 

"Come on, Jane. Come with me. You'll like it."

"No, are you stupid or something? No means, like, no fucking way."

Jr. always seemed to bring out the worst in her. She was never that crude around any friends, or around me. Mr. G. taught me when I was small, that profanity is how the small minded and dumb express themselves, when they could not think of anything intelligent to say. He told me if you feel the urge to use such language, stop and think. Most times saying nothing would accomplish more. Jane at thirteen really did not get what Mr. G. meant yet. I only had an idea.

"I already have tickets, you have to go."

At that point, I got up to go get a glass from our room, to have an excuse to go into the kitchen. I did not want Jane to think she needed my help, so the glass was my excuse. Sometimes my presence would just make her bolder, and she escalated things, but I just couldn't help it. Any challenge either one of us faced, we faced together.

"No, I have plans. Take your loser friend."

"Bitch! You're the loser. Skinny little virgin with no tits!"

"Better than a fat slob, with a 'pencil dick'."

Jane's barb back at him, was more her style. None of the language was terribly colorful, but the comment was sharp, and stinging. That got Jr. real mad. He was fat. Maybe not grossly obese, but heavy enough to warrant the remark. I had no idea about the pencil dick statement. But it must have hit close to the mark, from his reaction. It was mean, and brutish. Jr. was pretty close to being twice the size of Jane. I heard a smack, and a scream, then another cry. At the scream, I was running back towards the kitchen, and was in time to see Jr. viciously kick Jane as she lay on the floor.

 

He had a hateful smile on his face. Later in life, I would read about sociopathic tendencies, and Jr. would fit the mold perfectly as I thought about that chilling smile. I was instantly overpowered by rage. It was a scary sensation. I was truly out of control. With a yell, I lunged at him. Making contact, we fell to the floor, hitting Jane as she cried. Quickly I righted myself, holding him down, and just started pounding on him. Briefly he tried to fight me off, but I was beyond feeling any pain. I am not sure how long I pummeled him. Jane's voice, and her touch on the back of my neck, halted my assault.

"Brett, stop. Please stop," she sobbed.

I blinked, and looked at her, coming out of my rage induced fog. She was cradling her left cheek and eye, with tears on her face, and a bloody lip. She looked very upset.

"Are you alright, Jane?"

She nodded, still sobbing. Without sparing a glance at Jr.; I moved off him, and pulled my love into a hug, as she cried.

"It's alright, sweetheart. I won't let him hurt you, ever again. I promise."

"Brett, I think you killed him," she said, sobbing harder than ever.

I looked down, and there lay Jr. He had an obviously broken nose, split lips. He was bleeding from above his eye, and cheek. He was not moving. I was scared, and surprised, that I was so violent with him. As much as I hated him, I did not really want to kill him. I was scared what would happen to me, if he were dead. Quickly I moved over to him, and felt his heart. It was beating, and I could see him breathing. Instantly, I was relieved.

"Jane, its okay. He's just unconscious."

"Oh Brett," she cried, and moved back into my arms.

I picked her up, and she winced in pain, as I cradled her in my arms.

"Lets go over to the G's, and clean you up."

 

Across the street, Mrs. G. was upset. At the door, she rushed us inside.

"What happened?"

"We're okay. Jr. hit Jane, and he and I got in a fight," I said, still holding my sister cradled in my arms.

"Oh dear!" she said. "Pa!" she yelled to get Mr. G's attention.

He came in, and saw us heading towards the bathroom and asked, "Should we call an ambulance?"

"I don't think so. But Jr. might need one. He was passed out in our kitchen."

 

Mrs. G. wanted to mother us. Jane, as usual, would only tolerate my nursing, just as when she was small. As motherly and good-natured as ever, Mrs. G. took it in stride, and just told me what to do. We had done that, before (Mrs. G. supervising my tending to Jane's cuts and bruises). I liked to think I was pretty good at it, and did not need any help, but Mrs. G. gave it anyway. She just couldn't help it. Her mothering instinct was all inclusive.

 

Jane had a cut lip, and a black eye. We pulled her shirt up, and Mrs. G. pronounced bruised, but not broken ribs, from Jr.'s kick. Just as I was getting ready to clean Jane's lip, we heard a siren outside. Mr. G. had gone over to check on Jr. He had decided to call the ambulance. I ignored the siren, and tended my sister. She sat hiccuping from her crying, earlier. Jane noticed my knuckles were bloody, and it was not all Jr.s' blood, and insisted on taking care of me. I had a fat lip, and a couple of split knuckles, from beating Jr.'s face. Jane grabbed my hand, and took the wash cloth from me, and made a fuss over me. Mrs. G. had passed the mothering instinct on to Jane.

 

All doctored up, Jane sat there, holding a bag of frozen peas to her lip. Mr. G. came in and said, "Brett and Jane, you need to come talk to the police."

Jane looked scared at that, and I whispered to her, "Relax sweetheart. It's okay. He started it. I love you."

She gave me a small smile, and said, "Me too."

 

The cops were waiting in the G's foyer. They did not look like they were going to arrest me, but I really didn't know what they would look like, if they were.

"Hi, I am Sergeant Olanski, and this is Officer Caruthers. Would you care to tell me what happened?"

"Um, okay."

He asked us our names, birth dates, and stuff like that. Then he wanted to know what happened.

"He was beating up my sister, and I stopped him, and beat him up."

To Jane, he asked, "What started it?"

"He was trying to make me go with him to a concert, and I told him no," she said.

"Was there an argument?"

"Not really. He got mad, and called me a skinny bitch, and I called him a fat pencil dick."

"Is he your boyfriend?"

"Ewww! No way! I hate him. He is disgusting."

"So why was he at your house?"

"His Dad is gonna marry our Mom."

"Are there any other incidents?"

"Yeah," I replied, "Jr., and his friend, tried to rape her at school, last year."

"Was this reported," he asked with obvious interest.

"No, the principle told us nothing would come of it. That since it was on school grounds, he could punish them."

"What exactly happened?"

We related the experience, Jane doing most of the talking. The officers took notes. They said they would check this out with Jr., and his friend. They said they would check the hospital records, for Jr.'s friend getting treated for the pepper spray.

"Is Jr. going to be alright," Jane asked.

"I think so. Your brother did quite a number on him. You two need to come out, and let the paramedics look at you."

"Okay," Jane said.

 

Outside; Jr. was on a gurney, conscious, getting loaded into the ambulance. One of the EMT's (a middle aged fat man) came over, and checked us out. He cleaned and taped my knuckles again, and recleaned Jane's lip, making her wince in pain.

 

The cops left, giving me a card with the report number written on it, and saying they would be in touch about pressing any charges against Jr.

 

***

Jane and I rested in our room, after everybody left. My lip was swollen some, along with a tender cheek, from where Jr. got in a couple shots on me. My hands hurt, and I was icing them. Jane was icing her lip and eye at the same time, as we listened to the radio. She was reclined on our bed and I sat in the desk chair.

"Mom isn't going to be happy, when she finds out," Jane said.

"Don't worry about it. It's not like we started it. I am more worried about John. That guy is crazy."

"Yeah, he scares me."

"We should probably get out of here then. He will come over looking to punish us, or something, I am sure."

"Yeah. Let's go."

"Let's stop by Mom's work. We'll tell her what happened, before John tells her some lie that we attacked Jr., or something."

"Okay," she said, in a small voice.

"Hey, now. Don't worry. She will believe us, even if John does try his crap, later. And don't worry about how you look. I think you are as beautiful as ever."

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Even with a fat lip, and a black eye," I told her, and gave her a soft kiss to spare our sore lips.

"What are you doing?" Jane asked.

"I am going to put this on our door, in case John comes over," I replied.

"Let me see."

"It probably won't help, but I am sick and tired of living in fear of him. Scared he will do something to me, or mostly, you. I am sick of worrying about them finding out about us. I just want them gone, and if we can make him do something stupid enough, Mom will have to see. Just make sure you get anything you want to keep safe, and bring it with us."

All of our valuables were locked up at the G's. But we couldn't keep everything we valued, locked away. I taped the note to our door, and locked it.

 

{block}

John,

Don't kick our door in, again. We are not in here and Mom will probably get even madder if you break the door again. Oh yeah, there is nothing in there we can't replace easy. Just leave us alone.

{/block}

 

***

 

At Mom's restaurant, we had to wait for a while. They were busy. When Mom managed a moment, she came over to us. We were waiting at the carry out area. Mom gasped, when she saw Jane, as she sat next to me.

"Oh, Janey. What happened?"

"Jr. beat me up."

"Oh! Poor baby! Where were you, Brett? You are supposed to take care of her."

"Mom, Brett stopped him. He beat Jr. up, and sent him to the hospital."

"Just wait until I get my hands on him. I hope you showed him what happens when he picks on little girls, Brett. Listen, I have to get back to work, but I get a break in about an hour. Come back then, okay?"

"Okay," we replied, still in shock over her reaction.

When she left, we just looked at each other in surprise.

"Wow. Who was that? Couldn't have been our Mom," I said, jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.

"Yeah, it was. She called me 'Janey'."

"I know you hate that, but it's just her way of showing she cares. Even if her caring is really screwed up. You have to admit that was about as together as we have seen her, in a while."

"I know," Jane said.

"Come on. I'm not getting my hopes up much, either. It doesn't really matter what she says, or does; as long as we are together, right?"

"Yeah. It's always been like that. I just wish she would get rid of John. I really hate him, and 'the turd'. I just wish I could have hit Jr., at least once. It's great that you really kicked his ass; but I wouldn't mind sore knuckles, if they were from hitting him."

"Tell you what sweetheart. Next time, I will just hold him down, and you do the hitting."

"Nah, you hit a lot harder than I do," she smiled. "I just want to get a couple shots in. Maybe kick him in the balls."

"You got it. Do it really hard, so he can't have kids. The world will thank you!"

We killed time, sitting in the Jeep. We talked about fanciful awards, for sterilizing Jr., and what any kids of his might look like. It was the typical chatter we enjoyed.

 

End Chapter

 

 

Chapter Thirty Six

Private Therapy

 

Mom came out early, saying she got a long break. We went and sat on one of the benches out front, where people could wait for a table, when the weather was nice.

 

"So, what happened?" Mom asked.

We launched into the story, and told her about the cops asking about Jr. attacking Jane, after school.

"John is going to be upset."

"Who cares. Jr. started it all. I really don't care what

John thinks. It's a bunch of bull that he thinks he can control Jane and me. You may let him control you, but I won't let him do the same to us."

"That's not fair. He doesn't control me."

"Yes he does, and you know it," I countered, and paused, waiting for her to try to deny it. She just sat there.

"Tomorrow, I am going to change the locks on the house," I said. "He has no right to be there, when you are not home. It's not his house, and it's not fair. We don't like him, even hate him, and we have to have him in our house when you aren't even home!"

"Yeah, Mom. He shouldn't be there, when you aren't. Jr. will always be able to get in when John can. It's not like you could give a key to John, and have Jr. leave it alone. Plus, we don't want either one over," Jane added, trying to help me convince Mom. "I will just ask him not to come over, when I am not at home," Mom said.

"That won't do any good and you know it," I pointed out.

"I have to get back to work," she said and got up and left.

 

Jane and I sat there watching her hustle back. As she went inside, we looked at each other. Jane was upset. She knew things were going to get worse, and I was afraid she was right.

 

***

 

We went to a twenty-four hour breakfast place, and sat. If we did not have school tomorrow, we would have went camping. After having a breakfast, for dinner, we just hung out there. It was not busy, so the waitress didn't care. Jane grabbed the crayons a kid left on the next table, and we started to color the paper place mats, and write little notes to each other. The notes got sexy, then they got downright pornographic. We wrote about things she wanted to do to me, and things I wanted to do to her. It was a fun game, and we would try to 'one up' the other. I conceded victory to her, with a kiss.

"I want my prize," Jane demanded teasingly.

"I just gave it to you."

"That wasn't enough. I want more. A lot more."

"How much more?"

"I need an injection," she whispered across the table to me.

"Well, you're just going to have to wait."

"I don't wanna. I need it now," she whined at me, and slipped a hand down in her lap. I was immensely turned on. The riskiness of my sister playing with herself in public, was exciting.

"Hmm, maybe if you just hoped up on the table, I could take you right here," I joked.

Jane's eyes widened in surprise and said, “You wish.”

"Then don't tempt me, little girl," I replied in my best lecherous voice.

"I can't help it. I'm all hot and wet. I'm gonna leave a wet spot on my seat."

"Follow me, then. If you dare," I said, and got up.

Jane quickly got up, and I felt slick fingers grasp my hand.

I just about stopped and crushed her to me, there. Quickly, we moved to the back of the restaurant, and I led her into the men's restroom.

It was small, and thankfully had a lock. Locking the door, I turned, and had my arms full of girl. Jane leaped into my arms, and wrapped her legs around me. She practically shoved her tongue down my throat, and was rubbing her pussy on my stomach. I reached down, and grabbed her ass, and squeezed. Jane responded, and ran her hands up inside my shirt, feeling my skin.

 

Jane felt me trying to get access to her jeans, and unsnap them, to get them off her. She unwrapped her legs from me, and hung on to me with her arms around my neck, as I pushed her jeans and panties off her. Quickly, she kicked a shoe off, to allow her to wrap those sexy smooth legs back around me. We went back to tasting each other, and I let my hands roam over her silky softness. I caressed her soft ass globes, and ran my hand down her thighs, enjoying her sheer sexiness. Exploring my sister was always a very sensual experience. She would writhe, and shiver under my touch.

 

I took her obvious invitation of moving her hips up, to try to get contact with her swollen sex. I lightly ran a finger over each slick and hot lip. Jane moaned, and pulled back and looked me in the eye. Her blue lust clouded eyes looked wild and beautiful.

She hissed at me, "Fuck me now."

Franticly, we worked my pants and boxers down. I shuffled around, and pinned my sexy squirming sister to the wall. Slowly, I moved my aching cock to her wonderfully engorged slit. As it made a light contact; and she tried to capture it, vainly, while pinned against the wall.

I asked, "This what you want?"

"Yesss," she hissed.

"How bad?"

"More than you."

"You think I need it?"

"You are mine," she said. "You need me, and my hot pussy, more than you need air," she declared, and dove in for a hot hiss.

I groaned. I shoved my cock, throbbing with my heartbeat, inside her smooth hot slit. Yes, I needed her. I needed her more than anything in the world, and she knew it, just as she needed me.

 

Fully inside her, I froze with Jane. We both locked up. I was desperately trying to not come, as I tried to prolong the sensations. I had just got inside her, and was ready to pop. Jane had no reservations, and was silently spasming on me. Jane had her legs around me, with her ankles crossed. Her heels were spurring my ass, to make me go deeper. She was sweaty, and her hair disheveled. Eyes wide open, with pupils fully dilated, locked onto mine. I gave up, and let go, letting the pleasure and intimacy wash over me. Such beauty, even then, I knew was rare and special. She bit her bottom lip, and sort of thrashed against me as I forced myself as deeply as possible, and poured a river of cum in her. We both were as tense as steel, and could not seem to break eye contact, as we shared our highest pleasure. Her hips would jerk in ecstasy, and mine would push harder, with a perfect echo of pleasure.

 

On some level we must have remembered we were in a public place, because our orgasmic communion, was a mostly silent one. Jane started to say something, and I quickly kissed her into silence. Our eyes still locked together, as we shared our breath and flavors. When we pulled back, I turned us, and shuffled over to the counter top. Setting her pert bottom on the edge, I gently put a finger to her soft pink lips, as she tried to say something again. She stopped, and her smile returned. I leaned forward, gave her a soft kiss, and pulled my pants up. As she watched me, I squatted down, and lovingly untangled her pants and panties. I dragged them up, as I gave her little kisses up her legs.

 

Her beautiful little pussy was red and swollen, still. She smelled of pure girl, and sex. I grabbed a couple paper towels, to gently wipe off the excess of our combined fluids. I gave her a kiss and little suck, before pulling her white panties up, over her bald center. They were already damp from her arousal before, and would become even wetter, as the evidence of our love slowly drained out of her later. I finished dressing her and picked her up, giving her soft buns a squeeze and her lips a kiss, and set her on her feet. Jane smiled like she had won lottery. I took her hand, and we blissfully walked out of the restroom, and back to our table.

 

Even when our sex was fast and hard, somehow it always turned into making love. We just shared so much, when we were together.

 

I don't think anybody noticed us coming out of the men's restroom together. It would not have mattered, if they did. Jane and I were in outer space. Nothing else existed outside of us. We sat across from each other, and I held and played with her hands. The waitress, coming by to refill our drinks, brought us out of our private nirvana. Jane blushed profusely, and I could feel the heat in my face too. The waitress just gave us a wink, and moved off. As I sat there I did not see her banged up face, from Jr. I just saw a girl I was desperately in love with.

 

"Brett. I...," Jane started.

"Shhh," I said, putting a finger to her lips. "Me too. I feel it. I always do. Tonight it was just more intense, is all."

"Yeah. It was perfect."

 

 

End Chapter

 

 

Chapter Thirty Seven

Acting The Part

 

When we headed home the mood was pretty much broken. Fear and anxiety will ruin most any euphoric mood. We saw John’s car out front and Jane looked at me with the question on her face. I parked across the street from the G’s. I knew no matter what there would be a confrontation and we really wanted to avoid it. I looked at the G’s house and it was dark.

“Let’s go call first,” Jane suggested.

“Good idea. No wait. It’s our house. I say we go right inside. It’s not like he can do anything really.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. Trust me.”

Jane gave my hand a squeeze and we got out. We paused at the front door and shared a small smile.”

“I love you,” Jane told me and opened the door.

 

Mom and John were sat on the couch in the front room watching TV. Both had drinks in their hands. I was glad we did not wait longer to come home. She would have been drunk by then.

 

“Hi Mom,” I said.

“Hi Mom,” Jane echoed me.

“Come here. We need to talk to you two,” she said.

We walked over and I sat in a chair and Jane on the arm. John sat next to Mom and while he was not very tall he was twice as wide as her. He reminded me of a bull. A two legged brown haired bull. I could imagine a ring in his big nose and those eyes were as expressive and intelligent as his hoofed counterpart. Although he looked calm it did not put me any more at ease.

 

“We know you two don’t get along with Jr. very well but you guys have to do better. You will be family soon and need to at least get along.”

She paused waiting for us to agree I think. Neither Jane or I said anything. John may have taken the silence for agreement or cooperation but our Mom knew better. As John started to speak Mom’s face changed from a somewhat hopeful upbeat look to one of resignation. I could see the look on her face that she was realizing there would be no peace between us.

“So we are going to work on it some. We will spend some time together more and not just being in the same house doing our own things,” John explained like it was obvious and a good idea. He must have thought because he thought or told us it was good idea we would agree. That was not so.

“When,” I asked.

“When your mother and I have time off,” he said like I was dumb or something.

“So what? That’s Sundays right?”

“Yeah, mostly,” agreed somewhat reluctantly.

“That is not going to be easy. Jane and I work on Sunday’s during the school year. We have for a long time.”

“Well you can just take them off some then.”

“Maybe the rainy ones but otherwise we really can’t.”

“Well you can go take care of your lawns and Jane can do stuff with the family,” he suggested not able to contain the triumph from his voice.

“I can’t. It’s my job too and Brett can not get it done by himself anyway. We charge by the lawn not the hour and one person can’t do them fast enough to make it worth while. We also have way too many to do.”

“Maybe you two need to find other jobs. Separate jobs. Family is more important than your jobs anyway,” John said his voice rising.

“Why should we have to? We have worked hard to get all the lawns we have. We make good money and we get to do it together. Jane is not old enough to get a job anyway. No stores hire thirteen year olds.”

“Then she is too young to work.”

“I am not going to argue with you. I am tired of fighting with you and Jr. all the time. Just leave us alone and we will leave you alone. In a couple more months we will be gone and you won’t have to deal with us anymore. We try to not get in fights and arguments with you two but you, especially Jr., just can not seem to leave us, especially Jane, alone. We are not going to be a family. You may marry our Mom but that means nothing to us. She chose you we didn’t. You won’t separate us. We look out for each other and are family. Neither my sister or I have to do anything you say. Period.” I declared, my voice strong but thankfully not yelling. John tended to blow up then.

 

John looked like he was getting ready to explode. He turning red and his veins on his forehead were standing out. I quickly went on, ”We will continue to do our best to be civil with you but we do NOT like you and that won’t change anytime soon. Jr. also owes Jane an apology for beating her up.” I finished the last standing up.

 

“Good-night Mom,” I said and walked away.

“Wait a god damn minute! You owe Jr. a fucking apology.”

“As soon as he apologizes to my sister I will apologize to him. He crossed the line not me.”

As we walked away I could hear Mom, for the first time speak up. “John. You can’t make them get along and forcing it will only make things worse. Just let them go.”

“They need to show me some respect. And what they did to Jr. they should have to pay for. I won’t tolerate his fucking attitude with me. We will see. He will find out when he get to be the big college boy and needs money. He will sing a different tune then. Then he will get his. I ought to knock some respect into him…” John ranted an raved on but we were in our room with the radio on and the door closed and barred and could only hear an occasional word.

 

Jane just sat on the bed while I locked the door looking at me. I finished and looked at her. She had a thoughtful expression on her face like she was making up her mind about something.

“What,” I asked getting a little self-conscious at her obvious considering of me.

“You are my hero. The best brother. The best lover. The best everything I could ever have. I hope I can be like that for somebody someday.”

I blushed at her praise and told her in a slightly choked up voice, “You are. You inspire me. You are the only person I could be like that for. How you love me makes me strong. I couldn’t do it without you. Someday you will be the one doing the fighting and I will be the one doing the loving and you will see. It’s the loving that makes you strong.”

“And the wisest too,” she finished.

“We may be young but we have been lovers for a long time. You can’t be in love that long with out figuring some things out. Plus Mr. G. once told me that Mrs. G. was the hardness in his muscle. I get it now.”

 

***

 

I realized that I had stood up to John. It felt good. Like a big weight had been lifted off me that I really did not know was there. Looking back, that was the defining moment when I realized I was a ‘man.’ It did not hit me then I was a man but things started to fall together after that and I would realize it a few months down the road.

 

***

 

Jane just started to take off her clothes with a smile as I looked at her. I followed suit as usual. If my sister was naked I felt like I should be too. Once beautifully naked she held out her small hand to me. I took it and she pulled me to her as she reclined on the bed.

 

On top of her smooth form I rested on my elbows and gave her kisses all over her face. Jane smiled up at me and said quietly, “Love me to sleep.”

“Your wish is my command princess.”

I rolled her over and lifted her hips and set her down on my rock hard cock. As I penetrated her she let out a sigh and kissed me on my chest as she lay there. When pubic bone met public bone I cupped a soft round bun in each hand and slowly and gently moved her back and forth on me. Jane just made little sighing and moaning sounds as her head lay on my chest and her hands on my shoulders. Her hot wet little pussy gripped me as tightly as ever and we enjoyed a long slow fuck. It was intensely arousing as always but relaxing at the same time.

 

We had an intense day and sex did wonders for the stress. It also connected us on a primal level, both physically and emotionally. Jane tensed in orgasm and squeezed me cock then went limp. I could tell from her breathing that she was almost asleep. I continued to make love to her relaxed frame as she lay on me.

 

It never felt like I was using her. Jane gave herself to me for our pleasure. She wanted me to have mine as much as she wanted hers. We were just so close and trusted each other so much that she felt comfortable enough to fully relax. Sometimes I would peak before her and start to doze off slowly losing my erection but she always managed to get her pleasure too grinding her swollen clit on my scratchy and hard pubic bone.

 

I slowly and intensely came too. My cock throbbing inside her causing small little moans as she lay on me. I could feel my seed and her juices seep outside her hot and very wet pussy and just could not summon the energy to do anything about it. I fell asleep under and still inside her to wake spooned together itchy and smelling like sex in the morning.

 

That was my favorite way to wake up. My nose buried in my sisters soft hair smelling of some fruity fragrance with the smell of sex giving it a decidedly erotic effect. I was hard in no time and pressing against her soft pussy. Soon my cock had drooled enough to worm its way slowly inside Jane. She was still asleep but I knew it would not be long. I could feel her getting hotter and wetter around me. Wanting to keep her asleep as long as possible I moved only very slowly. As she lay on her side she was extra tight and small movements were more than enough.

 

Jane started to thrust back at me and roll her hips and I knew she was awake. “I could get used to this,” she moaned, “fucked to sleep and fucked awake. Just need to figure out how to fuck you all day long and life would be great.”

 

“When we get our own place I will make love to you for all day. Twenty four hours. Licking, sucking, kissing, rubbing, and fucking you until we can’t move. I won’t even stop when we eat. I will eat off you and you off me. You can pee on me like the bad girl you are even.” I steadily picked up the pace as I described our sex marathon and Jane was meeting me stroke for stroke. I moved around and lifted her top leg and straddled her bottom one. She pussy was slimy and smelled of pure raw sex. I was in lust.

 

Watching her swollen lips pout outwards in protest as I withdrew I thought how lucky I was to have her. Jane’s eyes were closed as she played with her nipples. I could get in farther than usual that way and refrained from thrusting hard into her. I used measured firm strokes that retreated when I felt the bottom of her hot grasping hole. Angling to make my cock tug on her clit hood more, I tried to get her off. I was about to blow up and wanted to see her wiggle around stuck on me. The sight of my sister jerking and undulating on my cock was an intense sight to cum to.

 

A dozen more strokes and I got my wish. Jane froze up, her whole body including her hairless little pussy tensed, and she came. The first wave passed and she went crazy trying to prolong it. Caught in the throes of passion she lost her coordination and I got to see my jerking and wiggling sister as I filled her up. The wet sticky sounds we made all the while only fueled my overload.

 

Spent I collapsed on her as she rolled over and Jane wrapped her arms around me and said, “I love you.”

I just sort of grunted and then sighed when she started to run her fingers up and down my back. Jane loved my weight on her and we lay there for a long time dozing before I felt the need to go relieve myself. I got up and opened a window and set a fan to exhaust our funk before somebody else smelled it or I climbed back on my sister for another round as she lay there playing with her still swollen and slimy slick pussy as she watched me.

“I can see you are really horny today. Lets get cleaned up and we can go someplace to take the edge off okay?”

“Sounds good,” she replied, sounding horny to my ear. As she got up and looked back over at the ‘wet spot’ she said, “You get to clean up the mess. It’s your fault. I was asleep when you took advantage of me.”

I rushed over to her and scooped her up getting a giggle for my efforts. I kissed her rapidly healing lips and said, “I have been cleaning up after you since you were born. Why stop now.”

“You better not stop. Not when you have that much fun helping me make them.”

 

End Chapter Thirty Seven

To be continued…

 

Chapter Thirty Eight

A Little Possessive

 

Jr. missed several days of school. Not many people noticed. He was not well liked, and word must not have spread about why he was gone. There were a few rumors. A couple of my friends had seen Jane, or heard about her, through younger siblings. She was not in bad shape but when a kid, especially a girl; shows up to school with a healing fat lip, and black eye, people ask questions. I gave out no information, as usual. Jane talked some. She was just so glad that Jr. had got the crap beat out of him, that she had to tell her friends when they asked.

 

As soon as Jr. came back to school, gossip spread like crazy. There was little doubt what had happened to Jr. He looked bad, real bad. I suppose things would have been less noteworthy, if I had not seemed so unhurt. My face was fine, and a couple split knuckles drew very little attention. Jr. on the other hand looked like a truck hit him. Broken nose, stitches, and bruises gave testament to our confrontation. I was a celebrity for a while. Seeing Jr. made me feel both powerful, and confident, along with some feelings of guilt. I am just a softhearted guy. Even though I hated him, I pitied him, too. Jane’s feelings were much less conflicting. She hated him, and was glad that he was in pain. I guess that if he attacked me, I might feel the same.

 

***

 

John’s plan to become a family with us, did not materialize. I think our Mom’s lack of enthusiasm, combined with their drunken binges on the Saturday nights, were the cause. That John still had it in for me, and somewhat for Jane, there was no doubt. He just did not seem to be able to figure out how to carry out his wishes. I was on my guard, and tolerated nothing. I made it perfectly clear he had no authority over us, what so ever. The next few weeks were quiet ones. Jr. healed, but he never came back to our house. He could have been scared, but I think he was just embarrassed, mainly. I really didn't care. Jane and I were just glad he didn't come around. Things at school calmed down when something new came along for everybody to talk about. I could see in Jr. when we saw each other I had made an enemy for life and that he would not forget.

 

***

 

As we drove home from school in the middle of April, Jane turned to me and said, “You haven’t ever been to a dance, at school, have you?”

Surprised, I replied in the negative: “Nuh uh. Why?” I did not know what she was angling at.

“A boy asked me to our dance, today. I thought about you, and all the dances you didn’t get to go to, cause you couldn’t take me.”

“And?”

“Oh, I told him 'no'. He’s not even cute. Besides, I don’t want to go to any dance, except with you. Anyway, isn’t the prom, like, coming up?”

I nodded.

“Anybody ask you?”

I shook my head, and said, “No.”

“Ask anybody, yet?”

“No, not yet,” I replied, having figured out what she was getting at.

“Not yet? As in, you are planning on asking somebody?”

“Kind of.”

I pulled into the driveway, and turned to Jane, but she hopped out and was headed towards the door. She looked mad. I got a little mad, too. Quickly, I got out of the Jeep. I ran after her, catching the door as she slammed it. I kicked it closed, behind me. I ran, and grabbed her up in my arms.

“Hey, now. Give me a chance.”

She was struggling some, just enough to let me know she was mad. I knew though, that she did not want to get away. She didn't want to have me put her down, either.

“Jane, will you NOT go to the prom with me,” I asked, with a smile.

She frowned at that.

I kissed her down turned lips.

“Sweetheart, I am not going to the prom. I am taking my super sexy sister, whom I love more than anything in the world by the way, out to dinner, and dancing. Then we'll go to our spot, to make love all night long. Want to come?”

Jane gave me her smile, the one that said 'I love you', and quietly said, “Yeah.”

She wrapped herself tightly around me, and we shared a hot wet kiss.

Pulling back, I looked into my love’s eyes, and said, “Jane, I am yours right?”

I got a nod in reply.

“If I belong to you, it’s alright to get a little possessive, ok? As far as I am concerned, you have total say over me. I gave myself to you. Understand? Go ahead, get possessive, I won’t mind. I will probably like it. When I say something like that (and tease you), you are allowed to tell me that I am not going to the prom, with some girl. I really want you to tell me how you feel. Don’t storm off, mad, anymore. I would rather you kick me, and call me a 'jerk' or something. Tell me that I am going to be busy worshiping my fiancée. Understand? It feels good that you want me all to yourself.”

“Yeah. You are mine. I get a say in what you do, and you get a say in what I do?”

“Exactly. I don’t, and won’t, ever tell you what to do. But we are a couple, so we decide things together. You know I like to tease; and most of the time, you like me teasing you. But it seems that whenever I tease about some other girl, you get upset. You should know that I love you. I truly love you! You are all I want. My teasing about going to a dance, is sort of like flirting. I do it, to 'get you going'. It means I want to play, and I want to get you naked, and get inside of you.”

“Okay, then. Get naked,” my sister ordered me, hopping down.

She had changed gears, quickly.

I grinned at her, and started to strip. She just watched me, with a lusty hungry look, in her eye. Once I was bare, I moved towards her.

She smiled, backed up, and said, “I didn’t say to move.”

I stopped, and looked at her. She was alternating between licking her lips, looking at my hardening cock, and looking into my eyes. All my swimming had given me a body I liked. The girls sure liked it, also. They teased me about it at school, some. I was tall, with wide shoulders. I had long lean muscles. My chest was bare of hair, then, and I guess it gave me the look of youthful virility.

“Two can play this game, girl,” I growled. “Since you’re mine, get on your knees.”

Jane got to her knees, and stared at my bouncing cock, with lust. I crooked my finger at her, and she walked on her knees, towards me. When my hard cock hit her cheek, I moved my hips. I rubbed my cock all over her face. Jane just knelt there, fully clothed, and closed her eyes. She sighed in satisfaction, rolling her face as my cock ran over her skin, leaving trails of pre-cum.

 

I ran it over her lips, and said, “Open your mouth.”

 

My sister's pink lips opened. I ran my cock past them; into her hot, wet, mouth. Her tongue came alive on my cock, as she started to suck on me. Her hands came up, and caressed my ass and balls, as she knelt there servicing me. There was no doubt that Jane loved my cock. Her mouth and tongue were wildly active on me, and I could see she clearly enjoyed having me. As she lustily licked and sucked on my cock, I ran my fingers through her fine straight brown hair, and helped her by slowly thrusting.

 

Jane’s eyes were open as she made love to me, looking up into my eyes. She started to suck harder, as she detected my impending orgasm. As I was about to come; she rimmed her hot little tongue around the tip of my cock, and wrapped her hands around my shaft, and jerked. I let go, and spurted into my sister’s mouth. She did not let up, and continued to suck and lick, as I came. It was a very intense blow job, one of her best. I filled her mouth up. Her cheeks were bulging with my sperm and my cock, as she looked up at me. Slowly she backed off. A sticky strand of cum, attaching her lips to my cock; stretched, then snapped. I could tell she had my cum in her mouth, still. She smiled up at me, and swallowed it with one big gulp.

 

“You taste good. If I didn’t like it so much, when it throbbed and jerked in my pussy; then the warm feeling I get, would make me do that, every time.”

“Well, it's yours. You can do what you want with it. I'm just happy to get it inside you, anyway I can. Even if your pussy is my favorite. Speaking of pussy. Strip. Now.”

 

Jane got up, and quickly took off her clothes. Her body was getting more feminine, all the time. She still had narrow hips, but they were hips that flared some, from her tiny waist and flat belly. Her sex was prominent, and aroused. I could see her clit pushing past her hood, at the top of her swollen wet red lips. My eyes trailed up her body, to the orange halves setting high on her chest, with pale pink nipples. Her slender neck looked very kissable, and I just wanted to suck and lick on it, as I drove into her.

 

She meekly stood there, as I got closer to her. She started to tremble like a fawn, as I ran the backs of my fingers up her arm, to cup her cheeks. I ran my thumb over her smooth skin, as she leaned her head into my hand. Her areola were puffing out, and her nipples puckered, as my nearly erect cock made contact with her belly. Jane was flushed down her chest, and I could smell her arousal. She was ready for the taking. I picked her up, as I had when she was a toddler, and moved towards the couch. She just hugged me tight; and slowly rubbed her hot, hairless slit, on my stomach.

 

I turned, and sat, keeping my lover in my lap. She sat there, just looking at me. We stared at each other for several minutes, as I ran my hands up and down her body. I caressed her strong thighs, up over her round butt, to her smooth back. Then I went around to her aroused tits. I trailed my hands over that circuit, back and forth, as we sat there. Her hands roamed over my shoulders, as we just shared the moment.

 

“Put me inside you,” I whispered.

Jane raised herself, and found my aching cock. She moved it to her drenched hole, and started to sit back down. Jane let out a small sigh as we joined, and she came to rest, sitting on me.

 

I pulled her to me, and wrapped my lips around her puffy nipple, as I caressed its twin with my hand. She wrapped her arms around my head, and ran her fingers through my hair, and made little moaning sounds. Her nipples were as hard as I have ever seen them. Jane’s flush of arousal, went from the top of her head, to almost all the way down to her swollen cleft. She was leaking on me. Jane started to move on me. Working her smooth sex, all over my cock. Up and down motions were not enough. She twisted, and rolled her hips. She used my cock, as you would use a knife, to get the last of the mayonnaise out of a jar.

 

We moved together like the long time lovers we were. Soon, Jane was too active in my lap for me to maintain my suckling of her rubbery little nipples. I contented myself with just running my face over them, as she moved up and down, while I was rubbing and squeezing her smooth ass. Her firm smooth ass, was my favorite place to caress. Jane had a fantastic ass, and I would place a hand on it whenever I could.

 

Jane froze, in orgasm, on me. I attached my lips to the upper slope of a breast, and planted a love bite. She slumped over onto me, and I fastened my lips to her sweaty neck. I licked and tasted my lover, before succumbing to the urge, and placing my mark there too.

 

Jane knew what I was doing, and moaned as I sucked. Pulling back to admire my handiwork, I started to move her on my aching cock.

“You aren’t done,” I told her.

Jane mashed her mouth to mine in response, and started to fuck me again. She pulled back, and looked at me, holding my face. Her eyes were locked on mine, as she moved over me. Jane gave me a small smile, then started licking and sucking my neck. I knew what she was going to do.

 

I felt pride, and a strong sense of belonging, as she gave me a big love bite on me neck. If we had not been siblings we most likely would not have gotten such a thrill out of giving each other hickeys. We would not declare our love to the world like other couples so the small and sometimes juvenile signs we could show were special. In time we outgrew them but they would never fail to bring back memories of our erotic and passionate youth.

 

She pulled back, to admire her efforts, and I just stared at her lovely tits. My eyes moved back to hers. Jane was again studying me, as she slowly worked herself up and down, on my cock. I watched her looking at me, as my hands continued to steal sensation from her soft skin.

Finally I had to ask, “What are you thinking?”

“Nothing. I am just looking at you.”

“Not like this.”

“Yeah, I do. You just never notice. I like the way you look,” she shrugged and said. “I dunno, I just like to look at you, is all. Just like you. You are always looking at me, or touching me.”

Jane continued to run her hands over my chest and shoulders, as we talked, and moved together.

I laughed a little and said, “It’s a wonder we ever do anything. You are as bad as I am. Look at your hands. I don’t even think you notice, when you touch me. I do though.”

Jane looked sort of surprised, and stopped, pulling her hands back.

“Hey. Don’t stop. I love it when you touch me. You can touch me all the time, if you want.”

I got a smile for that, and Jane placed her hands back on my chest, and rubbed her hands all over. Deliberately, she was studying it, as she did it. My focus went back to my cock, and her hot pussy. I watched her hairless lips glide up and down my cock, shiny with our juices. My hips started to thrust up into her, a little harder. She responded with a sigh, and more aggressive hip rolling.

 

Jane was looking down at our joined sexes too. Her hands were motionless on my shoulders, as we concentrated on our fucking. I could see her hooded eyes; and her bottom lip caught between her teeth, signaled the imminent arrival of an orgasm. Quickly, the feeling got intense. I grabbed her hard, and held her still; so I could bury myself as deeply as possible, to cum. Jane moaned; and jerked her hips rapidly, mashing her clit on me, and joined me in orgasm.

 

I lay back, exhausted and relaxed. My sister collapsed on my chest. It was so relaxing, I just wanted to take a nap right there, on the couch. As I thought about it; I realized my hands were once again roaming over Jane’s back, thighs, and ass. Jane was giving me small kisses and I started to chuckle.

 

“What?” Jane murmured from my chest.

“Us. We are just insatiable, I guess.”

“Huh?”

“I was laying here, thinking about just taking a nap, when I realized I was running my hands all over you. Seems I just won’t ever get enough.”

“Good,” was her only response.

 

End Chapter Thirty Eight

 

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