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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 39 to 50

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 Thirty Nine

Betrayal

It was a few weeks later, when it happened. To say it was unexpected, would be a gross understatement. It was a Saturday afternoon, and we were at home, grabbing some lunch. We had been working all day. Jane and I, sat at the kitchen table; eating peanut butter, and jelly sandwiches. The front door opened, and we looked at each other, thinking: ‘John.’

We were wrong. Jr. appeared in the doorway, and I could see a couple of his delinquent friends, behind him.

I looked at him, thinking, “I wish I had changed the locks, like I wanted.”

I said, “What do you want?”

“I came to tell Jane I was sorry,” he said in a voice that anything but apologetic. He sounded either high, or drunk. Probably both.

I stood up, and Jane did, too.

Jr. moved into the room. I could see that his buddies (Josh and Kurt), had a tire iron and a baseball bat, in their respective hands.

“Okay. Why don’t you just leave, now,” I suggested, trying to think of something. Jane was behind me, and was slowly moving towards the back door.

“I don’t think so. You owe me something. No wait. I owe you a little something right guys?”

“Yeah. Gonna show these two a thing or two. That’s what we're gonna do,” said Josh, the one who attacked Jane (with Jr.) over a year ago.

Jr. reached into his back pocket, and pulled out a knife.

Jane yelled, “Brett!”

I turned, to see her opening the back door. I decided that discretion, truly, was the better part of valor. I ran for the door.

Jr. yelled, “Get them!”

Jane and I were out the door, and I tried to slam it behind me. I noticed a shovel leaning against the house. I grabbed it, and followed Jane.

Jane ran for the side of the house, and I could hear Jr. and crew, behind us. We got around the house, and Jane had to slow down to climb over the chain link fence. It was not tall, but she could not jump it. She had to climb over. I just jumped over it, next to her, and dropped the shovel to help her over. We were not fast enough, and Josh grabbed her. He tried to pull her back over. I yelled, and roughly pulled her to my side. Jr. and Kurt took the opportunity, to climb over, too.

I was helping Jane up, when I noticed we were in trouble. Quickly I grabbed the shovel, and tried not to let them know how scared I was. Jane scrambled to her feet, and Josh got over the fence. They had us neatly trapped; in the corner of the fence, and the side of the house.

They looked to be enjoying themselves.

Jr. said gleefully, “Now you are going to fucking get it. You, and that bitch sister of yours. We're going to fucking kill you. Then we're gonna fuck, and kill, the skinny bitch.”

“Yeah. She is gonna fucking get it,” Josh added.

Soon as Jr. had mentioned hurting Jane, I forgot any fear for myself, and got mad.

“I will kill you, if you touch her. The only reason I didn’t, last time, is she asked me to stop. This time I won’t,” I promised.

“You wish, fag. We are going to fuck you up,” Jr. boasted.

“Then, come on. I am tired of listening to your voice. If any of you make it out of here, I hope you enjoy prison. That's where you are going to end up,” I told them, trying to put a little fear in them. As angry as I was, the three of them scared me. I would not, however, let them know how scared I was.

“They won’t do shit,” Josh said.

“Yeah. It’s our word against yours. Cops don’t give a shit about kids fighting,” said Kurt.

“Then, come on. It’s you three against me. What are you waiting for?”

I wanted them to come to me. I was afraid that if I moved from the corner, they would get behind me. That would leave Jane open. If I got them focused on me, enough; hopefully my sister could slip away, and get help.

That prompted them to start making feints, and little charges at me. I just stood there, and waited. This was no little fight. I felt that I was fighting for my life, and Jane’s. I was going to hit hard, and hit to kill. I waited for my opportunity. Really, I just wanted it to be over, and to get away. I was sick with worry over Jane, and furious, at the same time.

Josh gave the opportunity to me. Both he, and Jr., tried to charge at the same time. I managed to lash out, and land a solid blow to the side of Josh's head. I wielded the shovel like a staff, in an over hand blow. He collapsed to the ground. I managed to spin the shovel, and ward Jr. off too. Jane screamed in fear. She then started to scream for help. I knew that she was not terrified, she still had enough presence of mind, to pick up the bat Josh had.

I looked Jr. in the eye, and said in a cold voice, “You’re next.”

It did not make an impact. I do not think he even noticed his fallen companion. He was definitely high on something, they all were. Josh started to get up on his hands and knees, as he lay by my feet. I swung the shovel around over my head as hard as I could, and clipped him on the back of his head, and neck. He fell to the ground again. Jr. and Kurt ran at me, and I brandished the shovel to try and keep them at bay. It worked for a while, then they got impatient.

Kurt hit my shovel with his tire iron, and Jr. took that chance to try and cut me. He did. I felt a terrible burning sensation across my side, and I yelled out in pain. Spinning I swung my shovel around to try to keep him away, and I aimed the end for his head.

Jr. pulled back, and that was perhaps the biggest mistake he ever made.

The tip of the shovel caught his neck, and blood sprayed my face, as it bit into his flesh. It was surreal. I could see his skin open up, and sort of peel back, like it was being forced open from the inside. I would have nightmares for a long time, with that image burned into my brain.

Jane’s screams took on an almost hysterical nature. A tremendous pain flashed on my burning side again, and the wind rushed out of my lungs. Kurt had hit me, with the tire iron, right where Jr. had cut me. I went to the ground, in pain.

I was stunned, but almost panicking, for my sister. I had to get up, and do something. She would not be able to fight him off. I looked up, getting to my hands and knees. I saw Kurt draw his tire iron back, to hit me again, and there was deafening boom.

Kurt was knocked off his feet, and landed some distance away. I looked over, and saw Mr. G. standing off to the side, working the pump on his smoking shotgun. Curiously, I watched the empty shell fly through the air, and land on the ground.

Jane rushed over to me, crying, and trying to get me to lie down. Mr. G. came over quickly,

“Its okay son," he said. "Lay back. Help is on the way. Jane, put pressure on his right side, where he's bleeding.”

Jane, still sobbing, put her hands on my side, and I was thankful. I had stopped feeling any pain, by then.

I lay on my back, feeling strangely comfortable, the endorphins were rushing through my body. I looked up at my sister's worried, tear stained face.

“I love you,” I told her. I did not care that Mr. G. was there. If I was going to die I wanted those to be among my final words.

“Oh, Brett. I love you, too. Please be okay. Just wait a little longer, and the ambulance will be here. Just a little longer.”

“Okay. Anything you want.”

It seemed like Jane and I were there for hours, when is must have been five minutes, or so. She just looked into my eyes, and I looked into hers. I gave her a small smile. I was not scared, and was trying to cheer her up. She had never looked so miserable. I caressed her smooth cheek with my hand. Any pain I would suffer, was worth it.

The paramedics took a look at me, then went to check the others calling on their radio, for more units. The police arrived, soon after. I had a cop helping Jane, by giving her bandages. The paramedics were split between Jr., and Kurt. I could tell by the urgency in their voices, that those two were not in good shape. Mrs. G’s crying voice could be heard over the arcane code, that the paramedics used to treat everybody.

A few minutes later, a couple more ambulances showed up. Two new paramedics, made quick work of me. I was quickly put on a stretcher, and was loaded into an ambulance. Jane never let go of my hand, and the guys made some noise about her not being able to go, when we both shouted, “NO.”

The paramedics would not answer any of our questions, really. Just saying that the doctor would take care of me. I was poked with several needles. At the emergency room, Jane had to let go of my hand. I could see her looking through the window in the door, though.

Many stitches later, I laid in the room, dressed in a gown. Jane was in there with me, and once again, had a hold of my hand.

Mom appeared, looked at us, and said, “How are you doing?”

“Um, okay I guess.”

She did not look worried, or that glad to see me.

“I talked to the Doctor. She said that you would be fine. The cut wasn’t deep and there was no internal bleeding.”

I was glad to see her. But what I really wanted, was a hug, or something. Not some dispassionate messenger, standing at arm's distance.

Mom merely came over, and gave the hand Jane was not holding, a squeeze.

“Don’t worry. I will talk to John.”

The world sort of stopped, and tilted on me. I felt like she had crushed my heart. Those few words, had hurt worse than everything she had ever done before. I felt betrayed. Jane just gasped in surprise when Mom said that, and gripped my hand hard. I let go of Mom’s hand and turned my face away from her, and looked at Jane. She could see the tears run down my face, as I silently cried. Tears welled up in her eyes, too.

In a breaking voice I quietly said, “Mom, just go. You should get back to work.”

“Are you sure? I should get back, but if you need me here, I can stay.”

Jane spoke up and said, “No. We're fine. The G.’s will get us home.”

“Okay, then. I will see you at home,” she said, and left.

As soon as she was gone, I cried out loud. It just hurt {i}so bad{/i}. I loved my Mom, and just could not help it. Jane leaned over, and hugged me close, and cried with me. The fear, and trauma, were enough to make anybody cry. Add to that the rejection of a parent, and I was overwhelmed. We just held each other, until we both were cried out.

Jane pulled back, and gave me a loving tender kiss on the lips,

"I love you," she said. "I promise I won’t ever leave you, or stop loving you.”

“I love you, too. I will, until the day I die.”

“It will be alright. Just like when we were kids, and were gonna run away. We will leave all this behind, and it will be just us two. I won’t leave you. I could never choose anybody, over you. It will be just me, and you,” Jane said, making soothing sounds as she held me, and ran her hand through my hair.

We just quietly, enjoyed the other’s presence for a while, as I calmed down. I was exhausted. Jane’s presence was a soothing balm to my broken heart. I was half-asleep, when a uniformed cop came in. It was Sergeant Olanski. He was the one who came the last time, when Jr. had attacked Jane.

“I thought your name was familiar. How are you doing?”

“I’m okay I guess. I don’t need surgery.”

“Great. You’re a strong kid. You’ll pull through. How are you miss?

“Okay,” Jane replied, still holding my hand.

“You want to tell me what happened? I already talked to your neighbor, Mr. Giovanni.”

“Um, okay.”

I told him about everything, with Jane’s help. How they all seemed to be high on something, and about their weapons, and the threats. He asked some questions, and would have me pause, to write stuff down. It felt good to talk about it. Sergeant Olanski was a patient, kind, man and was easy to talk to. He would have made a great priest, or therapist.

“Okay. You get some rest. I'll talk to you later,” he said, as he left.

A nurse came in, and we asked when I could go. She told me to take it easy, and to call a doctor Monday. I should have an appointment set, to have the stitches removed. Jane went and called the G’s.

A little while later the G’s showed up. They had a bag with them, of clothes for us. My blood was all over Jane, and my clothes had been cut off. Mrs. G. was in tears, and enveloped us in her hugs. She was worrying, and fussing over us, like her own children. It felt good. Mr. G. gave us hugs too.

“Thanks Mr. G. You saved us,” my sister told him, as she was hugging him.

“Hush, now. You two are family, and that’s that. Don’t worry over it, none.”

We got changed, and managed to check out, with little hassle. Mrs. G. had a casserole in the oven, and insisted we eat with them. It was as nice as ever. They were the best sort of people.

At home in bed; with Jane snuggled into my good side, I worried over what had happened, and what would happen. I did not dwell on those thoughts long. As tired as I was, the soft sounds of Jane’s breathing, lulled me to sleep. And forgetfulness was mine, in minutes.

End Chapter Thirty Nine

To be continued…

Chapter Fourty

After and Waking Up

It was Sunday morning. I was sore but as long as I kept my movements small the pain was not that bad. Jane helped me out of bed then went and jumped on her bed and made sure it looked slept in as usual. We saw Mom’s car in the drive and knew she was home. She would not be up for a couple more hours though. I really did not want to see her; afraid I would get hurt again.

Jane made me sit and watch her make pancakes, our weekend tradition. She was wearing a shirt of mine and nothing else. She had turned on the radio and was singing along as I just sat there and watched how her body moved under that shirt. Jane just could not help it. She was sexy no matter what she did. I knew she was not trying to turn me on but she was.

As she danced over to the table I would grab her and slide my hands up under the shirt over her silky skin and steal and hug and a grope before she danced off. Finished cooking she sat down next to me and we ate.

“Brett. I know you won’t be able to do a whole lot for a while but don’t we need to work?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. You drive me over to the few we have to do and I do them. I can do them. It may take me longer but I can.”

“I know you can.”

“Good. You have used to do the hard work when we started and always gave me half the money. Now I get a chance to make up for that.”

“I never kept track or who did what.”

“Neither did I but I still want to do this. You get to call the people we are putting off and tell them.”

“Yes Princess. Can this lowly frog have a kiss?”

“No. But you can have a fuck.”

“But no kisses?”

“Well maybe on or two. But only where I tell you.”

“As you wish my Princess.”

“Good. Now help me clean this up and then I will tell you where to start kissing.”

We had finished cleaning up with quite a bit of teasing when the phone rang. Jane picked it up. She looked surprised. Setting it down she motioned me to follow her.

“Its John. He wants to talk to Mom. He sounded really mad.”

Jane knocked on Mom’s door and got no response. We ended up having to pound on it and almost yell to get her up. She picked up the phone in her room and Jane rushed back to the hall. Covering the mouthpiece she listened in. The look on her face made me very nervous. After a few minutes she hung up.

“Jr. is dead. So is Kurt and Josh is in a comma.” She said in a scared breathless voice.

I felt faint and quickly went and sat on the couch. Jane came over and sat next to me and took my hand in both of hers.

“What’s going to happen?”

“I dunno.”

“Its not fair. They started it. We didn’t do anything to them. All we wanted was to be left alone.”

“I know Jane. Oh god. Am I going to go to jail. I bet I lose my scholarship! What are we going to do?”

“Its not your fault. They started it! The cops know that.”

“Yeah but still…”

“Nothing is going to happen. We just need to keep away from John is all.”

Jane was being remarkably level headed. It was really my first chance to see her take charge. My sister is a strong person and, like any woman, will fight to the death to protect those she loves.

“We are going to get cleaned up and leave for the day. Lets go.”

Jane bustled me into the bathroom and quickly washed me. I was still stunned and would just stop doing what I was doing to obsess and worry then snap out of it only to go back to obsessing again. She changed my bandages and quickly jumped in the shower and washed while I slowly got dressed. We were out the door in minutes.

I thought of Mr. G. and knew I had to go talk to him. “Jane, we need to go talk to Mr. G. first.”

“Yeah, okay.”

We rang the bell and Mrs. G. opened up and asked in a worried voice, “What’s wrong?”

I am sure she could see it on my face if not Jane’s. She ushered us inside.

“Um, where’s Mr. G.?”

“Pa!” She called.

He came out from the back of the house.

“Mr. G. Um, we er Jane heard that uh…” I mumbled and trailed off.

Jane quickly picked up and said, “I listened in on my Mom talking to John and he said that Jr. and Kurt are dead and that Josh is in a comma.”

“Well I’d say that was about what they deserved. They had it coming to them and it could have been you two instead of them.”

“Yeah but aren’t the police going to arrest us and stuff?” I asked.

“They might but I don’t think so. I am sure we might have to go to the station and talk but don’t you worry too much. If you get nervous or aren’t sure what’s going on ask for a lawyer. Just stick to the truth and don’t add anything and don’t let them talk you into anything if they try.”

“You really aren’t worried?”

“Sure I am a little but we were in the right and they will see it.”

Mr. G. did a lot to calm me. His confidence that we did nothing wrong and that the police would see that gave me back my conviction that I was in the right. Jane and I were the victims. We fought back and won. To damn bad for them I thought. Jane gave me a smile and rubbed my back in reassurance and then a quick squeeze on my ass when nobody was looking. That pretty much broke me out of my funk.

“Can we use your phone?” Jane asked.

“Sure.” Mrs. G. told us.

“You got work to do.” My sister reminded me and gave me a little shove.

I called up our customers that could wait and apologized and assured them we would take care of them as soon as we could. Jane was in with Mrs. G. watching her make a pie. She had seen her do it before but we had never had the nerve to try it ourselves. There was little reason too. Not when the true master chef lived across the street and handed them out like cookies.

We left with a promise to come back for dinner later. Mrs. G. was reluctant to let us go again. Last night she tried to get us to stay but neither one of us wanted to. It would have meant sleeping alone. They have always been careful of not being too demanding or bossy. An open invitation was ours and over the years we came and went as we pleased. I am sure they, especially Mrs. G., would have liked us over all the time to the point of living there. They knew however that we were a bit wild as kids and did as we pleased. By just being available when we needed they did us the most good possible. It was not a one sided relationship at all. Jane and I loved them and they knew it. We would often tell them when we were little.

***

I remember the afternoon when I realized that they cared for us as much as we did for them. Jane was five and I was nine. It was the summer before Gary, Jane’s Dad, left. We were as inseparable as ever. Mr. G. was still working and we were over there watching Mrs. G. roll out the crust for a pie. It was going to be peach because that was Jane’s favorite. Mrs. G. radiated love and warmth. We were drawn to her. It helped that she looked the archetype of grandmother.

With flower on her hands and on Jane’s face from her efforts to help I asked, “How come you make pies and stuff for us?”

“Because I love you. It’s the kind of thing you do for somebody you care about.”

“You do?” I asked.

“Do you love me too?” Jane asked solemn eyed.

“Of course. I love you both like you were my own grandkids,” She explained rolling the crust at the table.

“I love you too.” Jane stated.

“Me too.”

“Oh thank you. That is the nicest thing you can say to anybody.” She told us gathering us up in a hug.

When she let us go with a sniffle she got back to her piecrust. Jane looked at me and said, “I love you Brett.” She grabbed me up in a tight hug.

“I love you too,” I told me sister and returned her hug. Mrs. G. just smiled at us as we held each other. We hugged often. Jane would just get in my lap or cuddle in right next to me whenever she could. We tended to over compensate for the lack of contact with our Mom. Declaring our love aloud was rare for us then. We did not grow up hearing it from parents so did not think to tell one another. Mrs. G. changed that. I told my sister I loved her often after that.

***

Jane pushed herself that day. She worked hard when I was able to do my part. Having to do most of the work herself would have been difficult for me. Jane being small and manhandling the mower made for a tough day. I did what I could and when I tried to do a little more either the pain would stop me or Jane would scold me. As far as she was concerned she was in charge. I could only do what she told me I could. That wasn’t much. Making sure she had plenty of sport’s drinks I encouraged her and complimented her. It was not hard. My sister did more than I thought she could that day.

***

Mom was not home when we finished up. No note or clue as to where she went as usual. Not that I cared anymore. I was carrying more than a little ill will towards her at that point. We quickly cleaned up and went for dinner across the street.

I was very nervous about school the next day. The doctor told me I did not have to go but the idea of staying home alone was not very attractive. Mom could be there and I did not want to see her.

***

It was better and worse than I expected. A few friends asked what happened but the majority of people just pointed and whispered behind my back. My coach brought me in to talk to him. He just wanted to make sure I was okay. I told him what happened and he told me about what Mr. G. did.

“Dolphin, You did what you had to. It’s not something you’re proud of. It’s not something anybody should be proud of. Just know that you did it to protect your sister and yourself. I would have done that same thing in your place or in your neighbor’s place. Killing somebody is no light thing. It’s terribly easy to do but you can pay for it for a lifetime. Just know that you can talk to me about it whenever you need. I have been there and understand.”

“Thanks coach. You were in Vietnam right?”

“Yes. And don’t forget your sister. She will be affected by this as much as you will. She might think that it’s her fault but be scared to say anything because she wasn’t hurt or had to do anything but watch. Watching can be the hardest. Remember that.”

“I will.”

“Okay. Now you rest up and get back in the groove when you can. Just because the season is over don’t think you can slack off. I don’t want your new coach thinking I don’t run a good crew.”

“Thanks again coach.”

I left feeling better and resolved to make sure I got Jane to talk about it. It never occurred to me that she would be so affected. I felt sure that she would have told me how she felt. She tells me everything that goes through her head more or less but if she were feeling guilty she would try to hold it back and would suffer to protect me.

A school councilor called me in later in the day. This one did not make me comfortable and never had. I did not really tell her much. Just made the common statements that I was fine and all was right with the world. I think she was glad and did not really want to have an emotionally troubled kid in her office anyway.

***

I went and got Jane after school. Instead of going home I went to a park and we walked. I held her hand as we strolled around. At a bench that was far enough away to give us some privacy I turned to her and gave her first a sweet kiss, which she eagerly returned.

“Sweetheart, I hope you don’t think all of this is any of your fault?”

She just shrugged.

“Well it’s not. It all their fault. I bet it’s John’s fault too but it most certainly not our fault.”

“But it was me that they were after,” she said as tears started to leak from her beautiful blue eyes.

“They were after me too. You were just easier to get to.”

Jane was crying. I pulled her across my lap tenderly. Cursing my stitched up side I wished I could grab her up and hold her tight.

“Oh Brett.” She sobbed. “I was so scared. There was so much blood and then you were bleeding. I thought when you were over the fence and they grabbed me they were going to get me. You were bleeding so bad and it was all over my hands and it just kept coming,” she cried and told me between sniffles and sucking for air after another fits of tears.

“Shhh. It’s all over. I would never let anybody get you. You’re safe. I’m safe.”

We both had abandonment issues for sure. I imagine that when she almost got pulled over the fence away from me that it was the worst part for her. The fact that she was as together as she was during the whole thing was amazing. I am not sure I would have been that coherent if it was her blood on my hands. The very idea of losing her made the panic well up inside me.

I told her all about talking to the coach and how I felt. As she leaned against my chest with he head on my shoulder. We talked about the fight often in the months to come. Jane did think about it as much as I did and felt the same pain I did. She thought it her fault while I had to deal with the fact it was my hands that did it. Eventually we convinced ourselves that it was not our fault and just looked upon it as a wasteful tragic end to those that died.

***

Mom was there when we got home. I did not know what to expect when I saw her. She was sitting in front of the television watching some talk show. She turned it off when we walked in.

“Brett. Jane. Come in here please.”

Jane gave my hand a squeeze and walked in. I took the chair across from her and Jane perched herself on the arm. Mom just looked at us for a minute. Finally she said, “You two really are a pair aren’t you?”

We just shrugged.

“I am so sorry Brett.” Mom said as her eyes teared up. “I was a rotten Mother again and I just couldn’t do it. I was scared.”

I started to get teary too then.

“My baby was hurt and I didn’t do anything. It was just too much and I am so sorry. Can you forgive me?”

I got up and sat next to her and put my arms around our Mom. She was crying and saying she was so sorry. Jane got up and went to my side and kind of hugged us both.

“I was never there for you two when I should have been. It’s just so hard for me. I don’t know what to do. Sometimes I get so mad at you two. It’s like you don’t even need me or want me around. Then I realize it’s my fault. I drink too much and stuff and am never home. It’s no wonder you don’t want me around. I am just no good at this mother stuff. You both know I love you right?”

“Yeah Mom. We know.”

“I do love you two. I just can’t take all the pressure. It’s not fair to you two, I know. It’s my job to take care of you two but I never did. You took care of each other. I am so proud of you Brett. You are going to college and are taking your sister with you. I wish I were as good a Mom as you have been for your sister. I know you love him more than me, Jane. I know that I abandoned you when you were born. Baby, just know I do love you the best I can. I can see it in your eyes that I hurt you. I just wish I was different. I just can’t handle it. It’s like I feel it’s too late to do anything either. Someday I hope we can be friends.”

Mom paused and Jane just looked at her. I am not sure what she wanted Jane to say. I knew Jane would never tell her it was okay and she was forgiven. My sister does not forgive or forget that easily.

“When you two leave I am going to go back to school and try to get myself together. John is gone and we won’t ever see him again. It took a lot to wake me up but I see him for what you saw him for right away. You two stuck up for each other and that little bastard got what he deserved. John may try to make trouble but I am on your side.”

“Thanks Mom. I’m glad you are getting rid of John. He was just like every other guy you brought home. Even worse.” I said and tried to calm her down. I did not think she could follow through with what she told us. Never the less I was filled with joy to hear Mom talk about herself and that she still loved me and Jane. She never told us how she felt or anything.

I did change all the locks on the house with that news from Mom.

***

Jane, Mr. G., and I had to talk with the District Attorney. Mr. G.’s old army buddy had two son’s who were lawyers. One was with my Mom, Jane, and I when we were interviewed. Despite John’s protests they decided not to file any charges. Given the circumstances, the blood alcohol level, and presence of amphetamines in Jr., Josh, and Kurt’s systems there simply was no case.

The District Attorney even went as far to warn John that if so much as touched any of us that there would be hell to pay. He would prosecute any vigilante style justice as rigorously as possible. John was further chastised on his lack of supervision and influence on his son.

Josh came out of his coma about a week later. He remembered little of what happened. The District Attorney however filed charges. We had to give testimony. He got convicted of the drug use, alcohol use, and assault. He sentenced to juvenile detention for the summer and mandatory counseling and drug treatment along with countless hours of community service to go with his probation until age twenty one.

Life returned to as close to normal as possible. I was thankful that the news did not really get much to report on. With everybody being a minor, except Mr. G., our names were never released and our neighbors would not talk to anybody. With so little information available things at school never did get crazy. However, the rumors floated around for the rest of the year. Josh kept quiet for a change and seemed to withdraw from his usual crowd as he waited for his trial.

End Chapter Fourty

To be continued…

Chapter Fourty One

A Private Prom

My side healed up quickly. The stitches were removed in ten days. My sister liked the ‘sexy’ scar that was left behind. Kim and Stacy, were of the same mind. They said it gave me a ‘bad boy’ flare to my image.

My private prom with Jane was coming up, and I didn't know what to do, exactly. 'Go to a nice restaurant for dinner', was easy. Afterwards, is what had me stumped. Jane would want to go to dancing, I was sure. I finally decided to try and find a restaurant that had both dinner, and dancing. Then I needed to learn how to dance.

I signed us up for dance lessons. They taught everything from swing, to the tango. I just paid for the full course. I knew Jane would love it. She likes to dance, and is always making me spin around with her. I always felt clumsy next to her, and thought maybe lessons would change that.

We pulled up outside the dance studio, and Jane looked at me, surprised. I had not told her where we were going.

“Brett? What are we doing, here?”

“Come on,” I got out, and walked up to the door.

Jane hastily caught up. I opened the door for her, with a jingle from the bell tied to the handle. I walked to the little window, and waited for somebody to come. A woman, probably in her fifties, owned the place. She and her husband, along with some other instructors, gave the lessons. I signed us up for seven private sessions, along with some group ones.

The owner came out and greeted us.

“Hi. I’m Cynthia,” she said, as she shook our hands.

“I’m Brett, and this is Jane.”

“You ready to start?”

“I am. How about it, Jane?”

Jane just jumped up in my arms, and gave me a passionate kiss. I knew she would be excited. I was glad I had not told Cynthia that she was my sister.

Cynthia laughed and said, “That is a definite yes, if I ever saw one.”

I set Jane down, and she blushed.

Cynthia just laughed some more, and said, “Follow me.”

Taking Jane’s hand; I followed Cynthia into a big room with hardwood floors, and a mirror covering one whole wall. Cynthia had on a leotard, and a skirt. Jane and I were dressed in jeans, and t-shirts.

“You didn’t tell me what you wanted to learn first, so have you made up your mind yet?”

“Jane? It’s your choice.”

“Um, I dunno. How much time do we have?”

“Your boyfriend signed you both up for seven private, and seven group.”

We both smiled when she called me ‘boyfriend’, and Jane said, “Then let’s start with the basics.”

“Brett told me that you were a great dancer already. What do you know?”

“Oh, I just know the stuff my friends showed me. Nothing fancy.”

“And you sir?”

“Err, just what she has shown me.”

“Okay, then. Let’s start with a waltz.”

The hour went by quickly, and Cynthia said she was very happy with our progress. If we practiced at home, and got some confidence, we could use the lesson time to learn new stuff.

As we left, she asked, “Normally, most younger couples are a little awkward around each other. You two are not. How long have you been together?”

She did not sound the least bit confrontational or bothered, just curious.

I simply told her, “We have known each other pretty much all our lives.”

“Well you two make excellent dance partners.”

“Thanks,” Jane said.

“Yeah, thanks. Everybody watches her, and doesn’t notice my two left feet!”

“Oh, pooh! You do fine. A great dancer enhances his partner’s grace and beauty. And you, my boy, do that. All men feel clumsy and club footed around a woman, on the dance floor. You are no different.”

As we drove home, Jane went on about our lesson. She loved it.

“Stop by the music store. I want to get something to practice to.”

“I guess…” I told her, teasing.

“Oh, shut up! Anyway, you know dancing makes me horny.”

Playfully I stomped on the gas, and accelerated.

“That got your attention!”

I slowed back to normal.

“No need to rush," I said. "I just remembered. Everything makes you horny.”

Jane smacked me on the arm, with a very fake cry of outrage.

“Beast!”

“Grr!”

She smacked me again.

“Hey, now! Admit it. You’re horny right now, aren’t you?”

“Not in the slightest.”

“Look at me.”

She looked into my eyes. I could see in her eyes, and knew in my gut, that she was. There was nothing in her face that gave it away, other than maybe dilated pupils. I leaned over, faking that I was smelling her for something. I was smelling her for certain, but just because I liked to, and I knew it got to her. She smelled good. A hint a sweat, and fresh air, along with traces of her shampoo. Her smell made me horny.

Leaning back I said confidently, “Oh, yeah. You would jump my bones in a heartbeat, if you could.”

“You wish,” she said, trying not to smile.

“Then I suppose you are just cold then,” I said, as I ran the back of my fingers over her hardened nipples.

That got me an involuntary shiver from her.

“It is kind of chilly,” she said, blushing.

I took her hand in mine and rolled it over, making a big production of checking her pulse. It seemed fast to me.

“Your heart is racing.”

“That’s from your driving.”

“I bet you’re wet. Should I check?”

“No!”

She looked around the parking lot, anxiously.

“Then how about a quick peek?”

“NO! I bet you're hard!” she countered.

“Yup. I am as hard as a rock. I am going to take you, and make hot passionate wild love to you, until you moan and beg me to stop.”

Jane just looked at me with lust in her eyes. I'll bet she would have fucked me right there, if I wanted. I just got out of the Jeep, as cooly and calmly as I could manage, and started to walk up to the front of the store. I heard Jane running behind me, and braced myself for the leap onto my back, that I knew was coming.

Jane landed on my back. I reached back to lock my hands under her ass, stealing feels, and holding her up.

Her hands went around my neck, and onto my chest, as she whispered in my ear, “I love you. You get me so hot! I almost can’t stand it.”

“I love you, too. And I'm about ready to burst into flames, myself.”

At home, we moved stuff around in the living room, and danced. It was very sexual. We did not grind against each other, but the looks and caresses we shared, were intense. Our practice ended up in our room, with Jane bouncing up and down on my lap.

***

The next day after school, I had another surprise for my sister. I pulled up at a store, to go dress shopping, and Jane squealed in excitement. It surprised me. My sister does not squeal. At least it was not a drawn out thing; just a quick exclamation, and a hot kiss. Jane was definitely looking forward to our night out, more than I had guessed.

Inside, we were a little overwhelmed. A dress for a prom did not seem appropriate. After we wandered around for a while, a saleswoman caught us. She was very helpful, and promptly steered us to a different section: evening gowns, and cocktail dresses. These were much more sexy, and mature. Nothing frilly or pastel was there. Lots of black dresses, with low cut backs, were in abundance. Jane tried a few on. She decided on a little black one, that was just above the knees, and had spaghetti straps. She had just the right amount of curves, to look like a million bucks in it, I thought. The saleswoman gave her approval, as well.

I had to wait outside on a bench, when she went into another store. She wanted to get some new lingerie, to go with her new dress. I was informed it stopped being underwear, when it was silky and sexy. I did not argue. Silky and sexy are great, but I like white and cotton, too.

***

Our dance lessons turned out to be lots of fun. Our teacher was very enthusiastic. She told us that it was very enjoyable to teach two people so in love, and so comfortable with each other. She said that neither one of us got embarrassed, or shy, in front of the other. Or when we were trying something new, and making fools of ourselves. It also helped that we both moved well.

By the time we were in our group lessons; Jane and I were having fun doing waltzes, tango's, and some swing. Our group class was mostly older couples. A few couples were just there to learn how, for their weddings. Jane and I were very popular when we switched partners. I was told many times how handsome I was, and Jane said most of the men told her she was beautiful. I agreed.

***

It was the big night. I got a recommendation from Cynthia for a restaurant, and had reservations. In the freshly washed Jeep I had stashed a couple blankets; along with some citronella candles, and isomats. I was in a suit, which Jane had helped me buy. She picked it out, and I had to admit it looked nice. This whole night was going to cost us more than we normally spent in over six months, but I felt we deserved it.

Jane had gone and gotten her hair done, earlier. When she came out in the dress, wearing just a hint of make up, it was like seeing her for the first time. I was awed, once again, by her beauty. She looked years older. I looked her up and down, never bothering to hide the fact that I was staring, as usual.

“You’re beautiful.”

“So are you,” she replied, smiling at me.

Her smile was as addictive to me, as always. It melted away the years in my eyes. I couldn’t help but think of her as seven years old, and in the tub with me, when she smiled like that.

“You’re missing something, I think.”

“What?” She asked reaching up to touch the locket I gave to her for her thirteenth birthday.

“These,” I said, holding out a little black velvet jewelry box.

The surprised, happy look on her face, made me want to sing for joy. She reached out, and took it from me.

“Oh, Brett,” she said, when she opened it.

There were unshed tears in her eyes, when she looked back up at me.

“Put them on.”

She handed me the box, and took off her old earrings. The new diamond earrings looked good on her. They were not large, but they sparkled like her eyes. Bending down from the pressure she put on the back of my neck, I received a sensual kiss in thanks.

I opened the door for her when we left, and we got into the Jeep. I did my best to make that night as close to a perfect date as I could manage. The food was great, and Jane and I danced most of the evening. We were by far the youngest couple there. Everybody made us feel welcome.

We could not order any wine or alcohol, but a couple did send us over a couple glasses of champagne. I looked at Jane. She looked excited, and happy. No doubt I looked the same. We were having a great time. I picked up the glass, and motioned for Jane to pick up hers.

“To my true love. I can’t describe what you mean to me, or how I feel about you. All I know is, that I don’t think anybody has ever loved someone more than I love you.”

“To my true love," she replied. "You make me feel so loved, and so alive. I have loved you my whole life.”

“To the rest of our lives together.”

“To the rest of our lives together.”

We clinked our glasses together, and each took a drink. It may seem a cliché; but it was honest, and spoken from our hearts.

***

It was a warm night, and the stars were out in abundance. We took the doors off the Jeep, and let the night air blow across our faces, as I drove out of town. I headed to our spot. It was the place where we first went camping over night. Kim was the only other person ever to have been there. You either had to walk it, or have a Jeep.

We spread out the mats and blankets, lit the candles, and turned on the radio. I had a nice jazz tape, in and we swayed to the music.

“Thank you, Brett.”

“For what?”

“Tonight. You made me feel like a real princess, right out of the movies.”

“But you are. You’re my princess.”

“Yeah, I know. But it was different. We do everything together, but that was like a real romantic date. I know we can’t do it that often, but I love going out on dates with you.”

“Me too. There will me many more when we move. Maybe not as fancy but still dates.”

Jane tilted her head, up and looked at me smiling down at her. “Will you marry me?” she asked.

“Only if you’ll marry me.”

“I will.”

“I, Brett Hutter, take Jane Rising as my wife. To have and hold, and love, for the rest of my life.”

“I, Jane Rising, take Brett Hutter as my husband. To have and hold, and love, for the rest of my life.”

I picked her up for an intense kiss. Our tongues were demanding, and we could feel the energy between us. Setting my sister down, she began to loosen my tie, then work on the buttons of my shirt. I just slid the little straps off of her shoulders, and ran my hands over her skin. Jane pushed my shirt off of me, and ran her hands over my chest down to my pants. She quickly worked the belt and snap, lowering them past the tent my hard cock had made. As she did that; I pulled her close, and worked the zipper in the back of her dress. It went smoothly down, and her dress silently puddled on the floor.

Jane had her hands on my ass, and was starting to suck on one of my nipples, as I unhooked her bra. I ran my hands over her incredibly smooth and soft skin. I kicked my shoes off, as we stood in each other’s arms. I enjoyed the closeness, but wanted more. Jane’s exquisite round ass was bared to the moonlight, as I pushed her panties over her hips. When she stepped out of them, I reached down and gripped her globes, as I lifted her up to kiss and hug.

Jane eagerly wrapped her body around mine, and her tongue was in my mouth as she moaned. Still holding her, I lowered us to the ground. Jane hung on, and was suspended under me, as I got to my hands and knees. Gently, I went lower, until I my weight was on her. Jane moved her hands greedily over my back and butt as we lay together, kissing. Her soft lips kissed my eyes, ears, and lips. I would nip and grab at her lips when they met mine, and try to suck on one.

Just rubbing against each other, was soon not enough. The feel of her hard little nipples poking into my chest was erotic. But I wanted that, and the feel of her hot little pussy wrapped around me. I pulled back, and moved my cock to her wet lips. Thrusting forward, my cock just ran through her groove, causing us both to shudder. I was not in a position to take matters in hand, so Jane reached down between us and grabbed my cock, as it bounced to my heartbeat.

“I’ve got you,” Jane said, giving me a squeeze.

“Yeah. And I'm about to get you.”

“Nuh uh. I am going to get you. I. Will. Catch. You. In. Here. And. Never. Let. You. Go!” she said, swabbing my cock through her hairless lips, then slowly pulling me inside.

Her heat felt like it was searing my soul. I never wanted to leave her hot, wet, tightness.

“Now you are inside me. I have you.”

“God yes,” I moaned.

Those were the last coherent words out of our mouths, until we both calmed down. We started to move together with practiced rhythm. Her hot little hole gripped me tightly, and she would squeeze her muscles and give me a little hug, when we would pause to kiss. I would respond, and make my cock jump in her.

It was our way of saying, “Here I am. We are as close as two people can get.”

I marveled at how Jane’s smooth legs moved over my ass and legs, and her hands would clutch at my back and ass, as she writhed beneath me. It was a warm night, and our sweat slick skin slid sensuously together. Our bellies would rub, as our pubic bones met. Pulling up, I would drag my chest over her sensitive swollen nipples, to hear her moan my name. My lips could suck them, and I licked every part of her I could reach. Jane’s mouth was active on my skin too. I knew I would have several love bites in the morning, along with some red marks on my back, from her nails.

Jane clutched and jerked several times in orgasm, as we made love. I could feel her tight pussy squeeze on my cock, and would stop to savor the moment. Her soft wet cleft clutched at me possessively. As I felt my cum rising I would pause, and just soak in her juices, until the urge passed. All the while, kissing her. We worked together for our pleasure, but I was the dominant one in sex, much of the time. I made the pace, and controlled the positions. Jane loved it. She loved the feeling of my physical power over her. It made her feel safe and loved, while passionately aroused, at the same time.

I had fought off three orgasms, and could take no more. My balls were starting to feel swollen, and when the next one built I went with it. Our pace increased. Jane matched me, thrust for thrust. With a final plunge, I held myself deep inside her, feeling the end of her passage and her swollen clit on my pubic bone. We both came with frightening intensity. I felt my soul pour out of me, along with my sperm. Every nerve in my being screamed in pleasure. Explosively, I released the breath I had been holding. I looked down to my love, on her back, underneath me. Her face looked like it mirrored the look of bliss I felt. Holding us tightly together I rolled over. I kept us connected and our fluids began to leak out of her onto me. Jane shifted some, to seat me deeper inside her, and lay her head on my chest.

“It just keeps getting better,” Jane sighed, after we both had calmed down some.

I idly ran my hands over her back, and around the globes of her ass.

“Amazing, isn’t it. Think we will be able to handle it, in ten years?”

Jane just short of shivered, and said, “I can’t wait.”

End Chapter Forty One

Chapter Forty Two

A Birthday

We continued to see Stacy and Kim regularly. They were still shocked over the events. Both were so glad I was okay I got embarrassed over how they fussed sometimes. Most of the time we just hung out at their house. Stacy was between boyfriends then and Kim was often frustrated. She wanted Stacy to go away so we could 'play' as she called it. We had created a monster. Kim would attack me or Jane when Stacy left. She was horny and if Stacy were more observant she would have noticed the looks coming from her little sister. I was also writing places recommended by the university looking for an apartment. We were to look at three the day we got into California.

***

Kim had a birthday party. It was the traditional type of party. Lots of her friends from school were there. No boys were invited except for me. Jane and I both went to the party. Mr. Jameson treated me like a son of sorts. The fact I was going to his school was enough of a bond for him. I liked him. He treated me like a man and we lamented the trials and tribulations of the fairer sex. Of course I did not mean anything I said. Most of my good friends were girls. We took our post by the grill. In his opinion it was a man’s job to burn meat over an open flame. He even gave me a beer which I gave Jane a couple drinks of when I thought he was not looking. Neither one of us really liked it but the novelty was worth it.

There was a lot of giggling and whispering between Kim and her friends. Jane was privy to some of it and would almost always get them blushing. She told me that they were talking about boys and more specifically me. Stacy spent most of her time with her Mom, being too old for all of the silliness.

I played right along with it all though. The playfulness of their giggling and teasing was impossible for me to ignore. They did all the normal stuff. One would come up to me and whisper that so and so thought I was cute or that one liked me. I would respond with little teases of my own. Whispering back in the girl’s ear I would say, “She’s cute but you’re even cuter.” Sometimes I would brush my cheek against hers. They would leave blushing bright red and squeals could be heard when the girl rejoined the group. Mr. Jameson would laugh at us.

“I give as good as I get.” I merely explained to him.

“Well I think you probably have started about a dozen crushes this afternoon.” He smiled at me.

Kim came over finally and sat in my lap to whisper something in my ear. She made sure her Dad could not hear and said, “Jane says she is wet and is going to ride you raw.”

I knew Jane was trying to get me and Kim worked up. “Well you tell her that she can ride me and you can sit on my face and I will have you both moaning.”

Poor Kim about kissed me right there. “I will just start right at this end now and work my way lower.” With that I kissed her cheek and sent her back to the girls. They had seen the whole thing and were all over Kim when she was back in the circle.

Mr. Jameson was still grinning and I said, “The birthday girl needs a little extra attention in my opinion.”

“Oh definitely. Of course Kim has had a crush on you since she first saw you. They just grow up so fast.” The last said in a wistful voice.

While we ate I had Jane on one side of me and Kim claimed the other. There was some touchy feely going on under the table hidden from view by the table cloth. I had two hands snake inside my shorts to hold my erect cock. My hands would slide over smooth thighs and brush panty covered pussys to slip inside occasionally to feel a hairless lip slick with arousal on both girls. They both would try to capture my hand as it caressed their centers.

After singing happy birthday, cake and ice cream the girls decided to play hide and seek. Whether it was my sister’s idea or not she was all for it. Stacy even allowed herself to play some. Of course I was ‘IT’ and had to be the seeker. Jane signaled which direction she would be going to me and I dutifully counted.

I managed to find Jane and Kim and not stumble across anybody else. They were on the ground passionately making out. Jane had he hand down Kim’s pants as she lay on her kissing. They paused to look up at me then went back to each other. I watched them for a few minutes then moved in. On my hands and knees I kissed Jane on her neck and she turned to kiss me. Kim just continued to kiss Jane’s neck. We broke apart and I claimed Kim’s lips. She tasted of the cake we just had. We could have spent the rest of the night like that but I knew it was time to continue the game. Jane announced that I had found her and took her turn.

It was not hard to get alone with Kim then. As soon as we were she was in my lap and her tongue in my mouth. I held her tight and moved my hands down to her waistband. She sucked in her belly in encouragement and my fingers found the elastic of her panties. I slipped underneath and found her smooth sex hot and moist. Skipping my usual teasing and exploring I got directly to work. Sliding her little covered clit between my fingers I teased her opening. Kim was quickly thrusting her hips and just breathing into my mouth and she hung onto my neck. Her little pussy got a little wetter and she came with a squeak that I silenced with a kiss.

The rest of the game was less erotic. I only got little chances to get physical with Kim. Jane on the other hand I kissed for everybody to see. The girls avidly watched us. With the audience and the circumstances Jane and I kept our passion muted.

We left Stacy and her parents to the girls’ mercy. It would prove to be a long night in that house.

***

On the drive home Jane asked, “Do you wish you could be a fly on the wall and watch them tonight?”

“Not really. The teasing was fun and all but they would get boring quick I think. Why? Would you like to have stayed?”

“Not really. Not when I get to go home and fuck you all night.” Jane said trying to shock me. She just did not just the word fuck that often.

“I don’t think so. I am going to fuck you. You don’t get to do the fucking. No way. You just are going to get fucked.”

“You wish!”

“Just you wait. I think I just might take you in all your tight little holes tonight.” I said with by best lecherous voice.

Jane just gasped and looked at me wide eyed. Turning off the engine I asked, “So are you mine or what?”

She nodded.

“That means I can fuck you any way I want right?”

“Un huh.” She sort of moaned and nodded again.

“Good. Now go inside and get ready. I am going to wear you out tonight.”

Jane just leaned over and gave me a quick kiss and hoped out and ran inside the house. Our little play acting had me as hard a rock already. I took a few minutes to sit there and calm down before I followed her inside.

Jane had moved fast. There were a couple candles lit in our room. I could see the KY on the nightstand with a couple towels. My sister was in the middle of the bed naked on her back with her legs spread. She was slowly playing with herself. One hand was squeezing a nipple while the other was massaging her hairless vulva.

“You are the sexiest thing in the world.” I told her in an awe filled voice. So much for my efforts to calm down. I could have come with the lightest touch looking at her like that. She was offering herself to me totally.

“Hurry up! I need you bad!”

As fast as I could I stripped. Jane watched me with lustful eyes. My cock led the way as I lay down on her. Our foreplay was happened over the drive home and all afternoon and evening long. As I moved over her she guided my cock to her firey hole. The head of my cock split her wide and popped in with a little snap. Pausing there I looked down into her eyes and she up at mine. I could see the readiness in her eyes and I just dropped on her. With a rush of heat and wetness I was inside and bumping her cervix. We both moaned in release.

“God I needed that.” Jane told me in a sultry low voice.

“Me too.”

I changed the angle of my hips to make sure I did not hurt her. We started to move together. Jane wanted to keep in the spirit of our play earlier and pulled me on her to feel my weight. Going with the flow I stated to thrust into her grasping hole. I got a little over enthusiastic and started to shove her up the bed until I was bumping my head on the wall. Stopping I wrapped and arm around her and picked her up and soft of shuffled back down the bed. Jane hung on and continued to roll her hips making it harder to move.

Satisfied where I was I decided to drop down on her instead of setting her down. I kind of lined us up and made sure I would not hurt her by sliding her up my body so I was not as deep inside her hot slit. We hit the bed with a little force and I pressed her down only to bounce back up and then back down on her. Jane just froze up and came hard. Her hips were jerking and rolling. I just held still and watched her face in ecstasy. When she calmed down I slowly pulled out of her saturated hole and moved up her body. I straddled her chest and ran my slick cock over her puckered pale nipples a couple times. Her face got the same. I ran my cock over her cheeks and lips which opened. She sucked my cock in and it was my turn to moan.

Jane’s mouth was as hot as her pussy and her tongue as wild as her hips. I started to thrust my hips moving my cock in and out. My sister moved her hands to my ass and helped me control the pace. It was not but a few deep strokes hitting the back of her mouth before I came. She pulled back to have the head in an played her tongue over my little hole as I spurted in her mouth. I could see her eyes smiling at me as she held it in her mouth playing with it and my cock. My cock came out with a audible pop and Jane smiled huge and swallowed my cum.

I dropped down to put my arms around her and give her a kiss. I could taste and feel myself on her slimy tongue. It’s not my favorite taste but when it’s on her mouth I love it. If she can suck my cock after pulling it out of her soaking pussy I will happily kiss her sperm slick mouth.

We cuddled and touched each other relaxing. As Jane played with my soft cock I ran my hand down her back and to the cleft of her ass. Gently I toyed with her still wet pussy and her tight little asshole. There was no part of her body I did not kiss and touch regularly, even her little rosette got regular attention. Even though it was not stranger to my touch my cock had infrequently been there.

Jane rolled to her back and I slithered down her trailing kisses as I went. At her still swollen sex I stopped and made a big production of smelling her. I was incredibly blessed with my sister. Even with all our sexual activity she had the freshest and cleanest little pussy ever. Sure she cleaned herself or

I did when we bathed but her body chemistry was such that she was fresh on her own.

I took a big swiped from her puckered little ass to her clit and set my chin on her pudenda looking up her body. Jane looked down and ran her fingers through my hair. I just gazed her beautiful face for a bit.

“Are you ready? I am not going to stop sucking and licking on you until I count at least five from you. Then I am going to roll you over, stick a pillow under your limp body and fuck your little ass and fill you up with cum. So are you ready or not?”

“Please. Oh yes, god yes. Do me!”

Without another word I attacked her clit with my mouth. I started hard and furious. Sucking hard and nipping at it with my lip covered teeth. My sister’s hard clit was poking out past its hood and begging for attention. I loved the taste of Jane. I could still get my whole mouth over her sex and I would suck. She loved that and would arch her back to help me get the angle. The next hour I spent between her legs. My lips were getting chapped and my mouth sore, but she had tensed up in orgasm six times. Finally I grabbed the pillow and rolled her over on it so her ass made a nice little hill for me.

My cock was aching again and I got up and sat on the back of her thighs with the KY in hand. I slapped my cock on her soft buns to tease her. I lubed up my finger and started to work it into her. Jane lie there limply and my finger popped in with not trouble. I worked it in and out shoving more lubricant inside. Two fingers stretched her out gently. One they moved freely I moved my cock to her hole. It slithered in slowly. If I had not been so hard it would not have gone in. She was small back there and we had to go slow to get her used to it.

Once she was relaxed I sunk the rest of the way inside her. It was hot and slick. The smooth globes of her ass felt wonderful against my thighs. Reclining over her I asked her quietly, “You okay?”

“Yes. I feel so full. Feels good.”

“Are you mine?”

“Yesss.” She hissed at me. “All yours.”

Jane really could not orgasm from anal sex but the sheer nastiness of it excited her immensely and a little manual stimulation is all it took to bring her over the edge. I wanted to enjoy the closeness. I grabbed some lotion and put some on my hands. Sitting up I ran my greedy fingers over her butt and back. I pressed firmly giving her a massage. The large smooth expanse of perfect skin was a sensual delight. I rubbed her comfortingly at time and possessively at others. There was no tension in her then. Just relaxed supple muscle as I rocked back and forth working myself in her. I just kept up the relaxed pace and glided my hands soothingly over her as I came. It seemed like I squirted gallons in her. Jane just let out a contented sigh as she felt my throb inside her.

I pulled out and lay next to her on my belly so we could be face to face. I kissed her light on her lips and she opened her eyes and gave me a lazy smile.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” She replied.

End Chapter Forty Two

To be continued…

Chapter Forty Three

Graduation and Worries

My high school days were over. I was relieved. Things were just not the same after Jr. and crew got killed. While never really popular at school I had many friends. After I killed Jr. I found out who really were my friends. Some just sort of avoided me or just plain did not know what to say around me. Their awkwardness made me feel very self-conscious. My real friends talked about it with me some and it was not really awkward. We just sort of moved on past it after a couple weeks. It did provide me an excuse for not going to the prom and I was grateful for that. There is no way any of my friends has as memorable a night as I did.

***

John did try to make trouble for us. It came as an anonymous tip phoned into social services. The first I heard of it was when I picked Jane up from school. I could tell right away something was wrong. She looked upset.

“What’s wrong Jane?”

“A social worker came and talked to me at school today. She was asking all kinds of questions about me and you. She wanted to know if I was having sex. I could tell she wanted to know if we had had sex.”

“Why? Why would a social worker come ask questions about that?”

“I don’t know.”

“Somebody had to call them. You don’t tell any of your friends anything and I don’t tell mine. You haven’t said anything to anybody recently have you?”

“No. Never. They all think I am a virgin.”

I had to laugh a little at that. “You are one hell of an actress. I bet you have had more sex than your whole school put together!”

Jane grinned at me and said, “Well you helped.”

“Damn right! I might just have to make sure you stay ahead when we get home.”

“Okay. Sounds good but I don’t think that they are done bothering us. She said something about talking to Mom.”

“Oh. Um, if she is home you might say something to her. Just don’t lay it on too think. We don’t want her getting suspicious. She doesn’t seem to care about us doing what we want and tries to ignore us as much as she can but if she has to she just might notice. Know what I mean?”

“Yeah. I know.” Jane told me. I could hear a little annoyance in her voice.

“I know you do. I am just a little worried is all. I trust you.”

“I know. You just get a little too protective when you get scared. I am a little worried too. We just deny everything if they do accuse us of anything. Stick to the truth juts leave out the sexy bits is all.”

“Damn I love you. I don’t know how I could leave out the sexy bits. Everything about you is sexy.”

“Why thank you. You say the sweetest things.” She said and patted me like the goober I was being.

Mom was home. The social worker was still there. Mom did not look upset or anything so I figured so far so good.

“Brett, Jane come in here. It seems that John is making trouble. He is the one who called in. Seems he told them you were being sexually abused Jane by your brother.”

I did not have to fake my surprised expression. That John was behind that surprised me for some reason.

“I kind of figured that is what she was trying to trick me into saying. She was doing her best to make me say things that weren’t true.” Jane said.

“Well I think that this little episode can be put to rest.” Mom said.

“I have to ask just for the record and it should be in room by herself the question though.” The lady told Mom.

“Fine. Brett and I will go in the other room.”

I followed Mom into her room. She sat on the bed and looked at me for a minute before saying, “There isn’t anything I need to be worried about is there?”

“No Mom.”

“You have gotten so big. Hard to believe I held you in my arms.”

I just smiled. Sometimes she reminded me of when I was little and she used to hug me and take me places with her. I caught a glimpse of that long faded part of her then for a fleeting moment. As she got up saying, “They have had enough time. Let’s go rescue your sister,” I surprised her with a hug. She let me hug her for a moment just kind of melting into me and enjoying the closeness before pulling away. She opened the door and we went out.

Jane looked relieved to see me. I was glad to see her too. Mom then showed her strong side once again. We did not see it often directed for our benefit.

“I we have been more than cooperative with this wild goose chase. Anything my ex-fiancé says to you can be taken as a bold faced lie for the reasons I told you earlier. I’ll show you the door.”

That was it. She left thanking us for our time and was gone. Mom told us she was running late and would see us later. She went into her room changed and left. Jane and I looked at each other and she came over to sit in my lap wanting to be held.

***

I graduated high school. Commencement was on a Saturday and Mom had to work. I had made a point to tape the invitation to the fridge where she would see it. It did not do any good. Looking back I realize I was very disappointed she did not come but at the time I did my utmost to ignore the fact she was not there. Mom did not stay out as late as she used to before but still had little interaction with Jane and I. It was an improvement but she was far from a mother to us still. Jane was there though and that was all I really needed. The G's came and once again took on the role of parent.

I was mentioned specifically in the ceremony. My swimming and scholarship was noted along with a few others. The G's acted as proud of me as a real family would and I could see in Jane's eyes how she felt. They took us out to dinner and they gave me two hundred dollars and insisted we take it. They called it a graduation and house-warming gift. We told them how much we were going to miss them and Mrs. G. cried. Wanting to get things cheered back up we talked about her grandkids. They were all going to college and doing well. We told them to say 'Hi' to Susan and Mary and left.

Jane looked at me when we got in the jeep and said, "We are going camping, drive."

I grinned at her and said, "Yes, Ma'am."

"Head by the house and we will grab our packs, they are all ready. Then we are going to the spot where we made 'The Trade' okay?"

"Whatever you want."

"Our stuff in our room," I asked?

"Yeah, and grab the blue bag too."

We filled our water jugs up and left. It was afternoon already but I knew Jane wanted to celebrate. We have good memories of our times camping and alone.

It took us a few hours to get to the park. We floated down river until we recognized the little stream we followed those years ago and collapsed our inner tubes and headed up stream. Our clearing still had the fire ring we made. I set out to get wood and Jane unpacked what we needed. The camp stove meant we did not need a fire to cook but we still a small one for light and warmth. When I returned it was getting dark and I started the fire right away and we ate. We did not talk much, I think we both had a great deal on our minds. I was thinking about the future, what it would be like to live as a couple with people accepting it.

"What are you thinking about," I asked.

"You."

"Me too, what about?"

"Going to dances with you and having you drop me off at school and having girls be jealous of my older boyfriend, what about you?"

"Living together and sleeping together and having friends over and they accept us as a couple. I think about you more than anything else really."

"Me too, I wonder what we will be like when we are old and wrinkly."

"Even when you are old and wrinkly you will still be mine."

"Think we will still make love?"

"All the time, I plan on keeping you pussy filled with my cum for the next seventy years at least, speaking of which you must be running low about now."

Jane rubbed her hand over her bikini clad slit and said with a grin, "Yeah, it's hungry."

"Come here."

She got up and stood in front of me with her hands on her hips and a saucy grin on her face. My sister was growing some gently rounded hips. They were still slim though and I simply grabbed her bottoms and pulled them down, her round butt the only thing really holding them up. He pale smooth valley looked orangish in the fire light. Gripping her soft cheeks I pulled her bare slit to my face and inhaled deeply. "Mmm, smells good, you definitely need an injection don't you little girl?"

My sister just grinned and nodded.

"Mind if I have a taste?"

She gave me her special small smile and shook her head and moved her legs a little farther apart.

I took a little taste of her, licking her clit peeking out of her folds. She tasted like sweat and girl. Her soft hairless sex was soon wet with her juices and my saliva. Jane was having a hard time standing so we moved to our sleeping bag. We then had an old army surplus bag, larger than our old one and it fit both of us snugly just like we liked it. Jane took her top off as she laid down, her shallow little breasts defied gravity and her small pale nipples stood proudly. Her legs spread invitingly as I striped standing over her. My cock jutted out and I could tell Jane was staring at it in the flickering light of the fire.

I stood over her body and kneeled down straddling her chest. Jane grabbed my cock and tugged me towards her mouth. Her mouth was hot and wet and her tongue was active. She licked and sucked my cock hungrily as I reach behind me to rub her slick sex. Pulling back I said, "I think you need an injection in the other end."

As I kneeled between her spread legs I admired her beauty. Long coltish legs, narrow hips, smooth pussy with an erect clit glistening, her taught flat belly, and beautiful small breasts made my sister the picture of adolescent beauty. Her face was childlike when she was asleep and laughing but showed the woman in her when she was aroused. My cock moved through her groove and massaged her clit as I spread her juices around. Her hips thrust up off the ground trying to make me enter her. I loved to tease her, the hotter I got my sister the better. Watching her hips I timed it so I could shove my cock into her on a roll of her hips unexpectedly.

We both gasped as I penetrated her hot hole. It was always tight and I had to wait a bit before moving in farther to let her get used to it. I loved the sight of her bare pussy stretched around my cock. As I went deeper into her I watched her lips cling to my cock and they almost disappeared as I plumbed her depths. I laid down over her and gently bumped her cervix. I was not especially big but Jane was small.

I covered my little lover and bent down to kiss her on her forehead. She just wrapped her arms and legs around me and started moving. We were moving against each other in a practiced rhythm. Jane's tunnel was hot and tight and gripped me snugly. She pulled me down on her harder and I pressed her firmly to the ground as she likes. I loved the feel of her smooth warm skin gliding over mine. Her legs and arms would caresses me as I lay over her. The stiff nipples made a sharp contrasts to her soft mounds swelling from her chest defiantly. I fucked her through two orgasms stopping myself and letting my urge pass. She could tell I was reaching my limit though and ground her clit along my shaft as hard as she could trying to go with me.

I came with a loud groan and washed her cervix with my cum. She could feel my cock jerk and throb and she came with me. Jane got so turned on feeling my cum inside her she would probably come no matter what when she felt me. We had fucked thousands of times and could drive the other crazy.

I propped myself up on my elbows and looked down at Jane. She felt me and looked up with a smile and said, "You're mine."

"All of me or just this," I said giving her a little thrust.

"All, but that's my favorite part."

"Just as long as you love all of me."

"I do, just that part can go inside me and fill me up, I feel so empty when you aren't there."

"I know and I love to be here, lets rollover."

Jane lay on my chest after working my semi erect cock back inside her and we talked while she listened to my heart beat.

End Chapter Forty Three

Chapter Forty Four

Our New Lover

We did not stay long at the river. There was still a lot to do before we left. Kim called Jane, and wanted us to come over right away. She said that her sister and her parents were not home, and that they found out they were leaving town for sure, but might go to Los Angeles or Chicago. We went right over.

Jane got attacked first. Kim wrapped her arms around Jane, and demanded a kiss. My sister was happy to give it to her. They separated, both a little breathless. Kim then turned to me with a hungry look. I just opened my arms, and she flew into them, attaching herself to me. Her tongue was wildly active in my mouth, and my hands were busy playing with her naked ass. I was shocked, and turned on. She had a long T-shirt on, and nothing underneath. Her little pussy was wet already, and I slipped a finger in her, as we walked to the family room.

She gasped and said, "No, let's go to my room."

In Kim's room I sat on the bed with her in my lap, and removed my finger from her smooth slit. Jane lay down on the bed on her side, looking at us.

"What do you have planned?"

Kim blushed bright red, and said in a small voice, "We are moving, and I won't get to see you for a long time, and I want to do it. Please, please? I won't tell anybody, and I love you, and really want you to."

She started quietly and hesitantly, then rushed the last out, with passion.

My cock got hard as rock, and I was stunned. Jane got up and kneeled behind me, looking over my shoulder at Kim.

Kim leaned in and kissed Jane, and said, "Please, I love you."

Jane said, "I love you too, Sweetie. But that is a big step."

"I know. I have already put a hairbrush inside me, and it felt nice, after it hurt a bit."

The hairbrush part did not really surprise me. She had done pretty much everything else with us and would have been curious to feel what Jane feels. She pretty much had me convinced she knew what she wanted but Jane wanted to be sure.

"You know that Brett is going to marry me, right? And that with you leaving, we won't see each other very often anymore?"

"I know, and I am going to miss you so much, but please?"

I spoke up and said, "We are going to miss you too, we love you."

Kim kissed me again, and Jane watched from my shoulder. She moved in, and we shared a delightfully awkward three way kiss. Jane pulled back and whispered in my ear, even though Kim could hear clearly, "Go ahead, lets show her how to make love."

Kim squealed in glee, pulled Jane to her, and they kissed passionately.

"Are you sure?"

My sister nodded, "Yeah, she is our lover, not yours, not mine. We are sharing her, together. I want us all to make love."

"You want to do that, Kim?" I asked.

"Oh yes, please," she said, pulling her shirt off while still on my lap.

Jane skinned out of hers, and helped Kim pull mine off. Jane then laid back and shimmied out of her panties and shorts quickly, as Kim hopped off my lap, and worked on my shorts. We were all naked. I stood, picked Kim up, and laid her on the bed. I lay between her legs, and looked at her slim pussy.

Kim's lips were long and slim, and her clit was small but hard. She was still void of any hair. I took big swipes from her little asshole to her clit. My sister was kissing her deeply. We worked our younger lover from both ends. As Kim got more excited, I slipped my finger back in her. Kim had removed her own hymen with that hairbrush, for certain. I got my finger all the way in her, and slowly started to fuck her with it. Jane moved down next to me, and sucked on her clit. As Kim came, Jane slid her finger into Kim, next to mine. Kim moaned loudly. Both our fingers were in her, and we started to fuck her again. Jane pulled hers out, and climbed up onto the bed.

She gave Kim a little kiss then moved to straddle her head. My sister lowered her equally hairless pussy to Kim's face. Kim grabbed Jane's hips, pulled her down, and opened her mouth eagerly. Kim knew what to do. She'd got that first lesson from me, from between my sister's legs, a while back.

Jane had a lusty look on her face and told me, "Do it now, that way we're all fucking each other at the same time."

I got up, and pulled Kim's slim hips to the edge of the bed. Jane followed, keeping her slit right over Kim's mouth. My cock looked big next to Kim's slit, but then it looked just as big next to Jane's. I ran it up and down her narrow groove, her thin lips parted and wet.

"Are you sure, Kim?"

Kim paused from her haphazard licking on my sister and said, "Yesss."

Jane changed her mind and backed off Kim, and sat cradling Kim's head in her lap. My sister wanted Kim to enjoy it but she also wanted to a part of it. Kim's neck was on my sister's pussy. I pushed a little at her hole, and it opened up with just a little pressure. We were all staring intently at Kim losing her virginity. She was tight, like Jane, and hot. I gave another thrust, and almost half my cock slithered right up inside that twelve year old. She just moaned, and Jane rubbed her hands all over Kim. She was tweaking and squeezing Kim's little breasts, and rubbing our joined sexes.

Kim's pussy relaxed a bit more, and I slid the rest of the way in. I was surprised. Kim could take me as fully as Jane could. My pubic bone was lightly pressing against her small clit, and her tunnel was tight. Her cervix tickled the end of my cock. Kim was just moaning almost all the time now. I was worried about hurting her, but it looked like I worried for nothing. Jane reached down, rubbed our joined sexes, and smiled at me.

I soon, just had to move in her. Slowly I withdrew until almost outside of her, then just as slowly thrust back in. Oh, she felt good! She didn't squeeze me, or roll her hips sexily, as Jane did. But the newness, and kinkiness of the situation, excited me immensely. I built up a tempo, and did my best to give Kim the fuck she would judge all others by.

Jane and I looked into each other's eyes, and I said, "I love you."

Two 'I love you's' responded, and Jane and I smiled. I was nearing my peak, and moved in Kim more forcefully. She responded, and tried to meet my thrusts. I bent down and gave Kim a deep kiss, and tasted Jane on her. I was thrusting into her pretty hard now, and she was moving up the bed stimulating my sister. I could hear the wet sticky sounds of Jane's slit rubbing on Kim's neck.

"Lay here, above her. I want to eat you, and fuck her, at the same time."

Jane scrambled into position, and I dove into her hot bare sex. Her pussy tasted like heaven, and her swollen lips and big clit, made her the sexiest thing alive. She was worked up pretty good. Kim's neck must have gotten to her, but she was not getting the attention she deserved. I however could, and did. I sucked hard on her clit, and worked a finger into her. Kim lay underneath me, while I pounded into her. She just moaned. I was about to cum, and could feel Kim's motions getting frantic. Kim came with a screech, and froze. Latching onto Jane's clit I sucked hard, as I came. Jane groaned, and we all writhed on Kim's bed, together.

I sat up keeping our connection. Jane recovered quickly, and went down between Kim's legs. She kissed and sucked on Kim and me. I was getting hard again have only lost some of my erection. Jane was enjoying herself. I made a mental note to ask her about that later. She probably wanted to do that for some time and did not tell me. I pulled out of Kim and Jane moved between her legs sucking and licking my cum as it leaked out of Kim. I was ready to go again watching her.

"Move up the bed, you two."

They scooted up, with Jane never losing contact with Kim's pussy. My sister lay on her belly, between Kim's spread thighs. Kim's pretty little nipples stood out from her little breast buds, on her otherwise totally flat chest. My sister's slim back went straight down to her round ass, which she was rotating sexily. I climbed up, and lay on Jane's back.

"Remember when I said I wanted to fuck, you while you ate her?"

Jane moaned loudly, tilted her ass, and spread her legs a little. I reached down, and fitted my cock to her hole. She was soaking wet, and hot. Her pussy gripped as tightly as Kim's did, as I slid slowly into her. I felt her soft ass cheeks resting against my groin, and knew heaven. Slowly, I worked my cock in and out of her tight tunnel. The edge was off me, and I knew this would be a long fuck. I put some weight on Jane, and fucked her forcefully. I made the bed shake, and her mouth and nose bump into Kim's crotch. Kim had fitted a pillow under her head, and watched us with hooded eyes.

Jane came, and arched her back, pulling her face away from Kim's slit. I moved mine to take its place. Jane moved hers back to join me, and Kim merely spread her legs to make room for us. I lay back down fully on Jane, and sort of rested my head on Kim's hip, and continued to fuck my sister. Her soft skin felt so good against mine. The firm incredibly smooth cheeks of Jane's ass, drove me to distraction. I wanted my sister. I wanted all of her. She was mine. Jane came at least three more times, and Kim once, before I felt ready to go. Jane was delirious at this point and merely rested her face in Kim's pussy. My thrusting provided all the motion. I pounded into Jane forcefully; and she came again, squeezing me tightly, bringing me off with her. I spurted deep inside her.

I collapsed on my sister, and caught my breath. Kim ran her fingers through my hair. I felt Jane moving, under me. I rolled off her, and looked at her. She turned her head and gave me a passionate kiss, and then a naughty grin. I wondered what she was up to, as she rolled over and got up on her knees. My sister walked up to Kim, grinning like a maniac, and holding her hand to her wet pussy. I laughed wondering what she was up to. Kim caught on to the mood, too. She smiled but was still puzzled. Jane maneuvered herself so they could rub their slick slits together. They both caught on quickly, maybe having done that before, and were twisting and rubbing together sinuously. I watched them in awe.

I wondered if Jane and I looked like that when we moved together. They just looked so beautiful I had to tell them.

"God. You two look so beautiful. That is amazing."

Kim blushed a little and Jane reached up to pull me down for a kiss. She kissed me like the long time lovers we were. Full emotion and caring with a fair dose of lust.

They made squishy slick noises and I broke my kiss with Jane to move to kiss Kim. She eagerly returned it. I could tell she really loved me and it made me happy. They moved together for a little while then slowed and broke apart. Both girls' pussys were shiny with my cum and I felt an inordinate amount of pride that they were both mine. We snuggled down together.

Sandwiching Kim in the middle, Jane asked, "So what do you think?"

"Can we do it again, it was great," she answered Jane, with a kiss.

"Where's mine," I asked.

She rolled over, kissed me, and wrapped her smooth body around me. Jane wrapped herself around Kim, and I reached over and grabbed Jane, making a true twelve year old sandwich.

"If I were older, would you guys let me go with you to California?"

"Sure. But, wouldn't you want to find a guy all of your own?" Jane asked.

"I don't know. I love you two, and want to be with you."

"Well I guess we would have to take you then, we would need a big bed though, 'cause you would have to sleep with us. We will figure out a way to see you next summer if you want, though."

"Oh please, I am going to miss you a lot."

"We are going to miss you too," Jane replied, kissing Kim on her shoulder.

***

Later, as we sat down on the couch watching TV, I pulled Kim into my lap for a serious talk. I was worried about her. For some reason it occurred to me that Kim would be losing a lover, two lovers, when we moved away from each other.

"Kim, do you know that what we did in there was special, don't you?"

"Yeah."

"And when we can't see each other, and you really want to do it again, what are you going to do?"

Kim blushed.

"Besides that, Sweetie; everybody, and I mean everybody, masturbates. It's not bad for you. It's normal and healthy. What I am worried about, is you going to try to find somebody to replace us. That's okay if you do, we will miss you. But you have to do what makes you happy. What I am worried about, is that you may choose the wrong person, or people. You got very lucky with Jane and me. I know that most kids, from your age to mine, are very different.

"Look at your sister, she has a new boyfriend every month, or more. You can not go around having sex with that many people, it's dangerous. You could get a disease, or get hurt, or worse. Do you know what I am talking about?"

Kim looked a little scared.

"I am going to tell you another secret. Jane has been my girlfriend, since she was younger than you are now. We know how to keep a secret. But all my friends talk about, and brag about, what they do with girls. They even make stuff up. Those girls they talk about, get bad reputations. Nobody talks about Jane, because I don't say anything.

"I want you to be careful, if you pick somebody else to love. Choose carefully. Make sure he or she really loves you, and is a good person okay? Sex is lots of fun, but only with somebody you love."

"I only want you two, though."

"And we only want you. I hope you always want us, but we are going to be apart, and we need to talk about this. Okay, how about this? If you find somebody else you like, think whether Jane and I would trust and like them, okay? If not, then you should probably stay away from them."

"Okay."

"Good now give me a kiss, before somebody comes home."

I got a passionate little girl kiss. Kim was passionate, hot, and direct. But she didn't tease much. With my arms wrapped tightly around Kim, and while she was rubbing herself slowly on my belly, we made out for quite a while. I paused, and passed her to Jane, who did the same thing with her. They were at it, when we heard the front door open. They pulled apart, and Kim just snuggled into my side, and Jane moved to the other side. We were sitting together, when Stacy came down.

"Hey, Stace? What's up," Jane asked.

"Dumped Brian," she muttered.

"Brian, don't think I met him. You need to slow down, girl."

"Easy for you to say, you got Brett."

"True."

"Just as well, we are moving in a month anyway, Kim tell you yet?"

"Yeah, it's why we came over."

"I hope it's Los Angeles we go to. I would love to be near the ocean."

"That would be cool, I'm moving too, this summer."

"Really, where, why?"

" California, and I am sure you can guess why."

"Omigod! And you parents are letting you? No way."

"Yeah. Mom actually seems to be glad I am leaving."

"When Brett turns eighteen, she is signing papers so I can go with him. She told us I was better off, with him."

"That is like, so, like wow! You get to move away with your boyfriend, and live together. How cool."

"Don't tell your parents, okay?"

"No problem there. They would freak, even though they like you guys. It's almost like you will be married, or something."

"Yeah, but not for real until I'm eighteen, though."

"You're getting married?"

"Yeah."

Stacy looked for a ring, and Jane spoke up, "Haven't got one yet. We won't, until I am older. Makes too many people ask questions, if I wore one now."

"Yeah, my Mom would notice right away, and give you the third degree."

"That's what we figured."

"So, when you leaving?"

"June 23. Brett's birthday is the 21st, and mine is the 20th."

"We will be leaving the first of July."

Jane and Stacy soon were talking about other things. They went up to Stacy's room, and Kim and I were back at it. I was getting aroused again, but knew that I would have to wait until Jane and I could be alone. Kim on the other hand was horny, and when she got horny, she really didn't worry about getting caught. I quickly pulled her shorts and panties off, and placed my mouth over her pussy. She moaned, and thrust her hips up at me. I could still taste myself in her. Overcome with lust; I quickly dropped my shorts, spread Kim's legs, and slid into her. She was hot, still very slick, and tight. With one hand on her hips, holding her, I ran my hard cock in and out of her hairless slim pussy. I frigged her little clit. She was in orgasm in a matter of minutes, her hot little tunnel fluttering around my cock. I pulled out, dressed myself then Kim, giving her a parting kiss on her beautiful mound. Kim climbed on top of me, and laid on my chest, snuggling in her after glow.

With the sounds of people coming down the steps, I moved Kim to my side. She still looked just fucked to me, but there was nothing I could do to change that. Stacy was oblivious, but Jane noticed right off. Her eyes went from Kim to my cock, still hard in my pants and smirked.

She whispered in my ear, "Somebody looks well fucked and somebody else looks like they got left hanging."

"It was a quickie for Kim, remember how horny you get? And you know how aggressive Kim can get."

"Long as you left some for me."

"Always."

"It's okay, I think it's hot. You fucked her here, while we were upstairs. Kim is our lover so you loved her a little, is all."

"I would like to throw you down on this couch, and fuck you till you couldn't stand or passed out, maybe both."

"Okay, think Stacy would mind," she teased me.

"She'll just have to wait her turn," I replied cockily.

Jane pinched my side, and Kim giggled listening to us talk quietly.

"Don't laugh. As soon as I pass out, he is going after your little pussy, then."

"Good, he can have my pussy whenever he wants. You can, too."

"Hmm, who does that sound like I wonder," I said.

"Another horny girl you knew, when she was only eight."

"We should kidnap her," I teased.

"You don't remember? You traded, and are going to marry her."

"Oh yeah, the beautiful girl with big blue eyes, and the sexy smile."

Jane pulled me down for a kiss. I knew just what to say to her, to show her I loved her, when we teased each other.

Stacy came back in, and was watching us.

She said, "I wish I could find somebody, and have what you guys have."

"You will, you just can't force it, or rush it. I bet you are dating the wrong kind of guy anyhow. You need to find the quiet ones," Jane told her.

"Maybe."

"Seriously. Watch for the guy that opens the door for you, who walks you to your front door. Look for the guy who is doing small things like that. It shows he is thinking about you, and it shows he cares."

"Easier said than done."

"I didn't say it was easy. You are overlooking the nice guys."

"Well if you ever cut Brett loose, send him my way," she teased.

"No, I get him next," Kim stated.

"Hey, now! Don't I get a say in this," I asked.

They all laughed, and told me no.

End Chapter Forty Four

Chapter Forty Five

Drawing Near

Time was going quickly. We had already packed up everything we would not need before we left. It was all in the garage, ready to go into the trailer I planned on renting. Stacy called us, and told us they were going to Los Angeles. She was happy that it was Los Angeles. We were glad. Los Angeles was within reasonable driving distance, where Chicago would take three days to drive to.

We spent some time at the pool with Kim and Stacy, most days. Kim flirted with me constantly; sometimes too sexually at times, and we really got intense when we were alone. The first time I managed to get Stacy away, Jane practically attacked Kim. The problem was, Stacy started to flirt with me.

"Stacy was flirting with me today, when you were with Kim."

"Really, like how?"

"You know the typical stuff; brushing her tits against me, touching me when we talk, stuff like that."

"Did you like it?"

That was a very tricky question she asked me. If I said no, she would think I liked it alot. If I said I liked it, she could be hurt. I chose the safest route.

"It was flattering, but she made me nervous."

"Why? You don't like her?"

"Not really. She is cute; but she doesn't really turn me on, and just isn't my type. You know this anyway, what are you getting at?"

"Nothing," she replied with a smile.

I grabbed her in a bear hug, and said, "Tell me, or I am going to torture you."

"Good! Torture me, then," she dared me.

I started licking her ear. Jane goes wild when I do that. It tickles her almost as much, as when I blow raspberries on her belly button. I kept it up, until she gave in.

"Stacy thinks you're hot, they way you flirt with Kim, gets her going bad."

"Really? Wow! Has she always thought that?"

"Don't think so. I think the way Kim now acts around you, kind of started it."

"Have you done anything with her?"

"No, I just like Kim."

"What should I do, when she flirts with me harder? You know. If she tries to kiss me, or something."

"Dunno, avoid it maybe?"

"How, when I am trying to get her away, so you can be alone with Kim?"

"Oh, yeah. Well then flirt back some, just keep your cock in your pants, mister. It's mine, remember? I only let Kim borrow it."

"You let Kim borrow it, 'cause it gets your hot little pussy all hot and wet, seeing it slide up inside her cute little slit. Then you like to have her hot little tongue, sucking on you. She turns us both on."

"I am bad aren't I?"

"No you're not. You're beautiful, and fun, and alive, and sexy. I like fucking Kim, too. And she turns me on, just like she does to you. If you're bad then I am too. I like her just like you do. Maybe if we had not been so young when we became lovers, we wouldn't think so, you think? I would pick you over all the girls in the world put together, though, and don't you forget it. You know, I don't think we should ever look for another Kim when we leave, though. Probably isn't another one out there, anyway."

"Yeah, you're right. You turn me on more than everybody else combined, too. I really don't want to find some other girl like Kim, either. She kind of found us, and that's okay."

"Okay, so I flirt back with Stacy, if I want. But keep it under control?"

"Yup, and now I think I need an injection."

I looked around, we were sitting in a small restaurant in a booth. "Hmm, do you need it right now?"

"Yup," my sister told me with a naughty grin on her face.

"Well, I will get up, and go to the bathroom. You follow in a minute, and I will fill you up," I leered at her.

"Oh, good," she said, snaking her hand down into her shorts, and rubbing herself.

The bathroom door opened. Jane slipped in, and locked it behind her. She looked excited, and a little nervous. We only did it in a public restroom like this, once before. I opened my arms, and she rushed into them. Hugging her up in my arms, I raised her for a kiss. As we kissed, Jane was working her shorts down. She moved her hands between us, and got my shorts and underwear down, too. I moved my hands to her small soft ass, and lowered her downward. She reached under herself, and held my cock up. She aligned it with her hot, hairless pussy. We looked into each other's eyes, as I slowly pushed the walls of her soft tunnel apart. I could see the love in hers, and it warmed my soul. I think if I asked, Jane would fuck me in the middle of a crowded room, she loved me that much. I know I would do anything for her.

While holding my sister impaled on my cock is intimate, it isn't practical. I moved, and set her pert little ass on the edge of the counter. It was a little low, but I could bend my knees and she could tilt her hips. It was easier than I could hold her up, and keep her low enough to stay connected, for long periods. There are times when I will hold my sister even now, like she was still a little girl, and carry her around. In some ways she still is a little girl, to me, and will always be. She loved being in my arms, and it felt right.

Jane looked down at the toilet, and told me, "Put the lid down, I'm going to sit on your lap."

I did as she said, and she moved over me, holding my cock straight up in her little hand. She swiped it through her groove a couple times, then lowered herself down. I was once again slowly engulfed by her heat, and wetness. With her soft bottom on my thighs, I grabbed her hips, and started to move her on my pole.

"We kind of need to hurry love, this is the only bathroom."

She just nodded, and started to raise and lower herself on me. I put my hands on her ass, and softly squeezed her cheeks, as she worked herself on me. As the pace quickened; I pressed a finger to her asshole, and slowly worked the tip, just inside. Her motions got smaller, and faster. My cock was soaking in her juices as they ran out of her, and onto my balls, then to the toilet seat. We rocked, and I thrust up into her, meeting her downward plunge. She gripped me tightly, and I could just barely feel her cervix, like this. I looked down to her stretched bare pussy. Her clit was swollen and red, and stood clear of its hood and her lips. My sister dragged it over my cock, as she moved on me. I reached down, and rubbed her tightly stretched lips. They were smooth and sort of firm with the strain they were under, where they were normally the softest things I had ever felt. Almost rubbery is what they felt like. I was careful to avoid her clit, knowing it was too sensitive for my hand just then. I rubbed her vulva, as best I could.

This extra attention sent my sister over the edge, and she ground down on me, as her pussy fluttered on my cock. That feeling on my cock was what I needed, and my cock lurched and spurted inside her. We both calmed down, and Jane leaned back, still impaled on my cock.

I looked at her. With her shirt on, hiding her tits and bare from the waist down, she looked Kim's age. She still had narrow hips, and her hairless slit matched her youthful face. I loved how she looked so young, but at same time worried about people causing us trouble. We would just have to be careful. In a year or so, she would lose some of her girlish looks, I figured.

We got up and dressed. Jane pulled her panties up. Soon, they were even more wet with my sperm. It continued to leak out of her, after we cleaned her up some. Jane did not mind, though. She always told me that having my cum running out of her, and soaking her panties, turned her on. I was not going to complain, because it turned me on, too. After some desert, we left the restaurant, and hung out at the park, until we went home to bed.

End Chapter Forty Five

Chapter Forty Six

A Little Too Far

Our "birthday" was rapidly approaching. We were over at Kim and Stacy's, every day now. I was sort of baffled. Stacy was a bright girl. I just did not understand how she did not at least suspect, something was going on with Kim and us. She had never caught us in the act, but had walked into a room that smelled like sex, and Kim and I were the only two in there. Jane was not sure either. But she did say Stacy was acting much more familiar with her, and she was downright flirty with me. Stacy even would sit on my lap some now, making sure to rub her prominent ass on my cock. She had a pretty big ass. Not fat; but just full, and round, and muscular. I love asses as long as they are round, and I prefer soft and small. But Stacy's was definitely her best feature, although she had nice round breasts too. But they were rather large, and tended to droop, as large ones do.

I was sitting in the recliner, and Stacy looked at me sort of strangely, and walked over and sat in my lap. She then reclined the chair, so she was laying on me, as we watched TV. She felt good, not as good as Jane, or even Kim. But a teenaged girl feels good, laying on you. I put my arms around her, and gave her a hug. She sort of sighed, and snuggled closer. We watched TV for a bit, and I felt her head turn. I looked down as she looked up at me. I recognized that look, she wanted to be kissed.

Quickly I ran over my options in my head, and thought: 'screw it'. I kissed her. She tasted of the coke she had drunk, and she was an accomplished kisser. It lacked real passion on my part, and on hers too, like she was just testing the waters.

When I kissed Jane; the world stopped, and nothing else existed, except for her. Kim was almost there. I suspected that my feelings for her, were why it was not quite the same, yet. My feelings for Kim were still confused, Jane was the one I wanted. I sometimes felt guilty about that. When Kim kissed me, her world stopped, I could tell. But I still felt the need to hold back, some. Whether a person could be in love with two people, I was still not sure.

We kissed for a while, and Stacy encouraged my hands to explore. I took the hint, and softly ran them up and down her sides, making sure to caress the side of her tits and hips. Stacy responded to my touch, and her kiss became more demanding. Her tits were large, over a handful, and pillowly soft. I teased her nipple, and felt it harden. We moved. I laid her down on her back. I was on my side now, in the chair, as we kissed and I gently explored her curves.

I had just started to touch her pussy, when Kim and Jane came back in. Neither one of us moved much, to my surprise. Jane and Kim just looked at us, then each other. I watched Jane closely and was a bit worried.

"Trying to steal my boyfriend?"

"No, just borrowing him, like Kim does," Stacy replied, with a touch of challenge in her voice.

"Kim asked, though," my sister fired right back.

"Well, can I then?"

"Yeah, but don't get too attached."

"Oh, I won't. I am not after a boyfriend, or anything. It's just like when you guys fool around, or Kim fools around with him. It kind of gets to me."

"Yeah, watching him and Kim does the same to me. But that's a little different than him and you, though."

"Why's that? I'm not trying to steal your boyfriend, while Kim probably would, if she could."

"No, she wouldn't."

"Oh, yes! She would! Wouldn't you, Kim?"

"Nu huh," replied Kim.

Stacy looked skeptical, but didn't argue anymore. I leaned over and gave her a little kiss, and got up and went over to Kim. She leaped into my arms. I gave her a sexy kiss, and squeezed her soft little buns, before setting her down. I turned towards Jane, with a rueful grin on my face.

"Hey, lover?" I said.

She just flowed into my arms, and I knew she was upset. My heart was then heavy, too.

I picked her up, and she clung to me, as when she was little. I walked out of the room, and into the kitchen for some privacy. We sat in a chair, and I held her, and whispered soothing things in her ear. I was telling her over and over, that I loved her, and she was mine, and I was hers.

When she calmed down she said in a sad little voice, "Oh, Brett! What are we gonna do?"

"Whatever you want to do, sweetheart. You are the one I want. Stacy came on to me, and it made me a little uncomfortable. But I went with it some. You're the one I wanted in my arms, not her."

"I didn't think it bothered me, but I guess it does."

"I know. It has always made me uncomfortable, too. I just want it to be me and you, and nobody else. But then Kim comes along, and I like the three of us. If you were to kiss another guy, it would break my heart. This is a dangerous thing we are doing, an maybe we should stop."

"I think so, too. But I love Kim. Somehow it doesn't bother me when you two are together."

"But what about in a few years, when Kim is older? Do you think it would bother you, then?" I asked?

"I dunno, maybe. But Stacy is different. I don't like her like I like Kim. It’s fun to play around, but you two alone..." she trailed off shrugging.

"Don't you think Kim deserves to have something like what we have? To be number one with somebody? I think she will always be number two with us, when she deserves something more."

"I never thought of that, before. Do you think that won't happen, if she is with us?"

"I dunno, she seems awful attached to us. But, then again, she is just twelve. She hasn't really met anybody else. I'll bet all the boys her age are just boys, and don't even like girls, yet."

"I think Kim will be our lover for a long time. Even if she does end up married one day, our relationship is special," Jane stated, with certainty.

"Think so?"

"Yeah, when the three of us are together, it’s special. None of us are jealous, it’s just love. It’s almost like she is our little girl, or sister. I love her."

"Yeah, that's exactly it, its weird. She is not that much younger than us, and especially you; but I feel like she is almost my daughter, or maybe a young cousin or niece, or something. I am not sure, because we don't have any. She just feels like family, and I trust her, where I don't trust Stacy."

"Me either. She is my friend, but I don't want you and her together, alone. How am I going to tell her?"

"You won't, I will."

"Oh! Thank you."

I gave her a hug and kiss. We got up, and went to the family room, where Kim and Stacy sat on the couch.

Kim looked concerned but was silent. Stacy looked at Jane, and started to get teary.

"I'm sorry, Jane."

"It’s alright, it was my fault."

The two girls hugged, and cried a little.

"I won't chase Brett, anymore. I like you better than him, anyway," she teased.

Jane smiled.

"But you don't mind if I tease him a little do you? After all, I can practice my teasing and flirting on him, and he can't touch me. It’s perfect!"

Jane laughed, "Sure. Get him all worked up, and I get the benefit."

I walked over to Stacy, wrapped my arms around her, and gave her a little kiss.

"Thank you, you are a good friend. You also have a nice ass," I said the last part with a lecherous grin, and a firm squeeze of her buns, before stepping back.

Jane laughed at Stacy's expression of surprise, and a bit of embarrassment.

"Watch out, Stace," Jane said. "He will tease you back, and you only have your fingers, to get relief!"

Stacy turned bright red at that, and we all laughed at her. Stacy got a little angry and shot off at Kim.

"You don't have any room to laugh, you do it all the time."

Kim, being as bold as ever, just reached down and cupped her little pussy and said, "Yup," and continued to laugh.

Stacy caught the mood, and laughed too.

Then she looked at Kim and said, "They shouldn't be laughing at us, I bet neither one of them do it anymore."

"Yeah, but they would, if they didn't."

Stacy looked thoughtful and asked blushingly, "How often do you guys, like you know, make love?"

"All the time. Several times a day, normally," Jane told her.

"Wow! Like, what's the weirdest place you've ever done it?"

We looked at each other, and I could tell she was trying to think.

"What do you mean by weird, like kinky, public, what?"

"Oh. Um, kinky and public."

Jane spoke up and said, "Public, would be a bathroom at a restaurant, last week."

"Kinky," I said, with a sly wink to Kim, "would probably be Jane's kitchen, when her Mom was in her room."

"That is so cool, I want somebody to do all that stuff with."

"Are you still are virgin, Stacy?" asked Jane.

"No," she said, with little enthusiasm.

"What's the matter," I asked.

"The times I have had it, weren't all that great."

"Find the right partner, and it will be. And don't worry, it will happen," I consoled her.

"There aren't many guys like you, Brett."

"It's not that. You need to find the right guy, for you. I don't think I am the right one for you, and I don't think you think I am, either. The sex might be better, but I don’t see us in a relationship, do you? You are just lonely. Try waiting for a bit, and be a little more picky, but also open minded."

"I will. But I am still gonna tease you."

"Good. I will tease you back. Just don't get mad, when I grab your ass."

"You can grab my ass whenever you want, cutie."

Our talk turned to less weighty matters. Jane and I left, later that afternoon. We promised to come back, tomorrow.

End Chapter Forty Six

Chapter Forty Seven

Out In The Open

We were at the pool, with Kim and Stacy. All three of them were teasing me. I did my best to tease them back, but the odds were in their favor. The girls did discover that when they flirted with me, they got more attention from other guys. This just encouraged them, especially Stacy. I had fucked Jane, not an hour before. Yet I was horny as could be. I retreated into the water, to hide my erect state as best I could. They just followed me. Kim was as bold as Jane, and Stacy was about as bad. In a fit of wickedness; I grabbed Stacy, and sort of placed her pussy right over my hard cock. I dry humped her a few times, much to the delight of Kim and Jane. Stacy blushed bright red. When I released her, she looked a little shaken, and really horny.

Jane laughed at her and said, "Watch this, amateur."

She moved to me, and wrapped her legs around me. Deftly, she reached down and freed my cock from my trunks, and quickly pulled aside her suit and engulfed me. Stacy did not have a clear view, with the water moving around. But she could tell what we were doing, and was staring in awe. I moved my sister a few times on me, then pulled out, and covered up. Stacy was still looking at me and Jane, when I saw that Kim really wanted the same treatment, and I really wanted to give it to her.

Finally Stacy found her voice.

"Omigod! I can't believe you did that."

I moved so Jane was between me, Stacy, and Kim. I quickly moved to my other side, anxious to give her a turn. As they chatted, I quickly pulled Kim to me, and she fished my cock out as fast as Jane had. She had already pulled her swimsuit aside, and happily impaled herself on me. I quickly gave her a couple strokes, and pulled her off of me.

Kim was really excited. She moved to hang onto Jane's back, wrapping her legs and arms around Jane, as Jane and Stacy talked. I could tell she was rubbing against my sister, and I moved to rub against Kim's little ass. My sister was a little shocked when Kim, in front of her sister, reached around and squeezed Jane's tits briefly. Stacy noticed. She did not look upset. A little shocked, but not pissed.

"Whoa! Are you and Kim, like, you know; fooling around, too? I knew that she was fooling around with Brett. But you, too?"

"Yeah, we fool around some," Jane confessed.

"How? I mean, did... How did you guys, you know, start?"

"With a little teasing, and a kiss that got a little carried away. I guess Kim also had a little crush on me, too."

"This is, like, weird. Don't get me wrong. I'm not mad, or anything. But my little sister fooling around with my friend, is kind of weird."

"Good, 'cause we were worried about it."

"Like, how long has then been going on?"

"Dunno, since New Year's."

"Whoa! She's done it with you guys, hasn't she?"

"Yeah. We didn't plan it, but it just sort of happened. You're still one of my best friends, though."

"No wonder you don't care if she fools around with Brett. You guys are, like; a threesome, or something. This has got to be the strangest thing, ever. Do you and her, you know?"

"Normally, I would say that's none of your business. But I'll answer you. Yeah we do. I love Kim.

"And I love Jane, and Brett," Kim said.

"But you are so young, Kim. You can't really like it, can you?"

"Yeah. I love it. They make me feel so good."

"Didn't you get horny, when you were her age, Stacy?" I asked.

"I... guess so. I had a huge crush on the next door neighbor, who was in high school. But he didn't even know I was alive."

"That was his loss," I offered.

"I'm kind of jealous."

"Don't be. I never got that feeling from you. That you liked me that way. That's why this works. Kim is like both of our girlfriend."

"Yeah, I guess. Never really considered it. Just don't get all hot with each other, in front of me, okay?"

"Sure. But you like watching Brett and me. Or maybe him and Kim, right?" Jane asked.

Stacy blushed a little, then looked away.

I moved over to Stacy, and pulled her to me.

"Can I have a kiss?" I asked, holding her.

Stacy leaned in. We shared a soft sexy kiss, and I groped her ass a little.

We pulled back, and I said, "Thanks for being so cool. You are gonna make some guy real lucky."

"Thanks. Until then, you can do that whenever you want. It gets me hot when you kiss me like that, and squeeze my buns. Nobody ever did that, before you."

I gave her another soft kiss, and a parting squeeze, before moving away. I was growing closer and fonder of Stacy, after we all came to understand each other. She did feel good in my arms, too.

I swam around, to work my cock down, and got out. Jane needed more sun block, or she was going to burn. My girl never seemed to tan, really. She just burned, and peeled. So we kept the sunscreen on her thickly. With Jane, I put it on everywhere, even if she could reach it easily. I loved the slick feel of her soft skin, when I did. It was flawless, and I wanted to keep it that way. After Jane, Kim wanted me to put some on her, too. I happily did so. She was turning a golden bronze, that looked real good with her blonde hair, and brown eyes. She was growing a lot this summer, and had the makings of real tits. Kim's hips were getting a little wider, almost as wide as Jane's. I finished with her sun tan oil (she did not use the block that Jane did).

Stacy gave me a flirty smile, and said, "Now do me."

"Oh! You want it do you, little girl?"

"Yes. I want it, bad."

"How do you want it?"

"Hard, and long."

Jane and Kim were laughing at our exchange. I was having a hard time keeping a straight face, too. This was funny, even if it was sexy.

"Brace yourself," I said, "I'm gonna give it to you."

Stacy rolled over, and got on her hands and knees. I burst out laughing. I gave her beautiful ass a light slap, and she fell and laughed also. Still laughing, I moved. I sat on her upper thighs, and proceeded to oil her up. It was not as erotic a massage as I gave Jane, but there were definite sexual overtones, in it. Stacy was really soft. Her body was more mature. She was rounder, with her fuller figure. When I did her smooth legs, I made sure to tease her inner thighs. I even brushed her swollen pussy. When she rolled over, her nipples were very hard, and so was my cock. I teased my fingers under the edges of her suit, and spent much more time there, than than was necessary. I was basically feeling her up. When finished, I bet I could have pulled her suit aside and slid right in, without one word of protest from Stacy.

I sat back, and looked at her. Jane moved and hugged my back, looking over my shoulder.

"You're mean," she said. "Look at her. One little lick, or touch on her pussy, and she would cum."

Stacy moaned when she heard that, and lay there. I reached over and got my towel. I threw it over Stacy's mid section, and moved closer to her.

Bending down next to her ear I whispered, "Want to cum? Right here? In front of everybody?"

I slid my hand under the towel, and moved it slowly up her leg, watching her face. Her eyes were still closed, and her nostrils were flared. Her answer was to spread her legs apart. Finally I cupped her gusset, spongy with her pubic hair. I moved my hand up, and then down, inside her suit. I moved through her dense bush. That was a new experience for me. Pubic hair on a girl. I liked them bare, better. Finally; I found her tiny hard clit, and ran my finger over it a few times. Then inserted my finger in her hot hole. Her pussy was tight, and she was soaking wet. I firmly fucked her with my finger, and ground her clit under my heel of my hand. That did it. Stacy arched her back, and came silently. When she laid back down, I gave her a last little squeeze, and pulled my hand out of her bottoms and removed the towel.

Stacy opened her eyes, and looked at me. My sister had resumed her place at my back, with her chin on my shoulder, looking at her friend. Stacy gave me a lazy smile.

"Thanks. That was, like, the best one I have ever had."

"That's cause he worked you up, first."

"Yeah. Most guys just go right for it, and are too rough."

"Well, look for guys who like to tease and flirt, and play things out. Most of them are not football players though. So you might have to expand your social circle," Jane said.

"I will. I think I am going to hang out with the swim team, next year."

We laughed at that.

I went back into the water.

Jane found me in the pool. As I stood in the deep end, she hung onto me, and we talked. She told me that what I did with Stacy, was cool. It was just fun, and there was no emotional involvement deeper than friendship in it, we decided. She even confided that she wanted to suck on Stacy’s big tits. Jane wondered if she would end up getting attracted to all her friends. Stacy started out as a friend, and now Jane ended up being somewhat sexually attracted to her. I told her I was turned on by Stacy, now, too. Trying to put our minds at rest, I figured that since our relationship with her had deepened, it was only natural to feel attraction for her. That did not mean we were going to have sex with her, or that she wanted to have sex with us. We were just playing around, and as long as it was 'up front and in the open', it was okay.

We did not want it to be a regular thing, but when the situation was right, it was okay. I told her I wanted to try to limit our involvement with Kim, though. We loved her. While we were making the three of us work together, now; I really did not want to try, anymore. It would be hard enough to leave Kim, as it was.

Our attempts at 'rules', were not going to work. We just had to play it by ear, and make sure that whatever we did, not hurt the other. I supposed we were still experimenting some, and would make a few mistakes.

End Chapter

Chapter Forty Eight

Jane's B-Day

With Stacy knowing about Kim and us, it was easier to get time alone. The very next day she was gone for almost three hours, which we spent making love. That probably was making it harder on us all, when we had to leave, but we simply could not stop ourselves. Finally; I was able to admit to myself, that I loved my two girls, deeply. Jane and I loved being with Kim. She was sexy and erotic, but we also enjoyed teaching her about love, and life. And in teaching her, we learned. Jane and I were constantly learning, and growing from each other. But Kim showed us we could share our love with somebody else, and maybe someday children of our own. We hoped she would be a better person, for having known us. Jane and I were better, for knowing her.

Jane and I decided that there would be no more flirting around with other people, when we got to California. It would be a time for us, as a couple. I did not think we would meet another Kim, anyway. It was an accident of perfect timing, for all three of us. Kim would always have a place in our hearts. We had gotten a good idea of what commitment really meant, from our adventures with Stacy and Kim. They would always be special.

***

For Jane's birthday, I wanted to get her a ring. Not a diamond engagement ring; but sort of an engagement ring, with her birthstone. I found out that Alexandrite would be way out of my price range. The other choice was a Pearl. But they are sort of formal, I found out. Anyway; I was driving on my way to a small jewelry store, to make my mind up and pick something out, while Jane was at Kim's. When I passed a pawn shop that said it sold jewelry, I thought I'd give it a try.

Inside it was a typical pawn shop. Lots of electronics and guns for sale, along with just junk. I knew what an Alexandrite looked like, and was looking over the little glass case when I spotted one. Or, what looked like one. I was only $100, and it was very beautiful. Asking to see it, the guy that ran the place got it out of the case. I was doubtful, but I needed to take it outside, to tell for sure and asked to. He said I could take it out, if I bought it. I countered and said I would give him the cash, and my drivers license, if he would just let me check it out real fast. He said no. I asked if I could move it into the sunlight, at least. That was okay with him. In the sun, it turned from a pinkish red, to an aqua blue. I could barely suppress my excitement, but knew I'd better, before I went back to him. He would not accept anything less than the $100 for it, so I paid him, and it was mine. I am sure he thought it was just costume jewelry. Outside, I yelled for joy, and jumped!

When Jane was asleep I tried it on her, and it was just a bit too big, I thought. I took it to the small jewelry store where I was going to get her a pearl ring, to have it sized down. They sent a ring sizing thing collection home with me, and I found out what I needed.

When I showed them the ring I wanted sized down, there was a bit of a commotion. The lady got her husband to come out, and see it. He went and got some old guy, to look at it. They were all of a sudden very polite, and asked if I would accompany them to the back, so my ring could be examined. They wanted to know where I got it, and I told them. Shocked faces stared at me, when I told them what I paid for it. The old guy told me it was worth anywhere from 6,000 to 8,000 dollars. I was shocked. It did not look that big to me, but in reality, it was almost a carat. They said the stone was of the highest quality, and natural. And the setting was an antique, and masterfully done. They asked if I wanted to sell it. Not that they would buy it themselves, but they knew they could find a store that would want it. I thanked them, and said no. Jane deserved something that nice. I asked them to resize it. He advised me to just get a little insert band, to size it down some, if it was a close fit.

I had trouble keeping my excitement from showing, to Jane, who could sense something was up. But I would not tell, and she did not pry, too much.

On Jane's birthday I woke her up, softly licking her sweet pussy. She was fourteen years old. I knew she was awake, when her breathing changed, and her hips started rolling. With a parting suck on her stiff clit, I licked my way up her body. Face to face, I kissed her with an ulterior motive, for once. As sneakily as I could, I reached over and grabbed the ring I'd bought her. I leaned back from our kiss, resting on my elbows over her, with her arms around my neck.

"Happy Birthday, Sweetheart," I said, and opened my hand showing her the ring.

It was a gold ring with a large Alexandrite, set alone. Jane got a huge smile on her face, and started to cry a little. I knew she was not sad though, and just gave her a quick kiss.

"What finger should I put it on?" I asked.

Jane moved her ring finger, on her left hand, to where I held the ring for her. I slid it on her finger.

"Jane, will you marry me? I promise to love you, forever."

"I will. And I will love you, forever, too."

We kissed deeply, and I moved down to give her little nipples some attention. There was something very intimate about sucking on her breasts. They were perfect, though. Perfectly round orange halves. They sat high on her chest; topped with small pale pink areolas, the size of nickels, with delicate nipples. As I moved back up her, I reached down, and guided my hard cock to her wet folds. She rotated her hips around, rubbing herself on me, before I thrust forward slowly. Jane was still as tight as ever, and only gradually made room for me, unless I had spent a great deal of time working her up. I pulled out a little, and moved farther in. It felt so right, like that was where I belonged. Fully seated and gently bumping her cervix, I lay on my sister. She ran her thighs and feet over my legs, caressing me as her hands did the same to my back and ass. I bent over some, and kissed her, as she turned her head up to me.

That was a slow, sensuous fuck. I used long steady strokes, and reveled in the feel of her. Her smooth sex gripped me tightly. She rolled her hips gently, as I moved in her. We took our time, and concentrated on the sensations of my cock in her pussy. I was not trying to get off. We both were just enjoying our connection. I could feel Jane’s fluids on my balls, as I pressed into her fully. Retreating, there was the sexy sounds of our wet flesh sliding together. Jane was having little orgasms, I could tell. Her rhythm would change, and her tunnel gripped me differently. I felt my release draw near, and I thrust with more force. Little orgasms are great, but I loved giving Jane big ones.

Dragging my cock over her swollen clit, I got her climbing higher. When she went over, and held me tight, I let go and went with her. After she peaked, I rolled us over. My sister lay lazily on my chest, still impaled on my hard cock, listening to my heart.

Wrapping her in a tight hug, I quietly said, "It beats for you."

"I know. It’s mine, right?"

"Yes."

"I love to listen to it, and feel it at the same time. You throb inside me, to your heartbeat."

We lay there for a long time. Jane just wanted to be close to me, and I loved it. Whenever I would start to soften, she would thrust and roll her hips, and I was quickly hard again. I noticed she was looking at her ring.

"Like it?"

"Yes, its beautiful. What is it?"

"It’s your birthstone. It’s called an Alexandrite. It will change color, in the sunlight. They are rare, and that one is really rare."

"Really, it cost a lot?"

"Yeah, but I got a deal. That ring is, like, worth $8,000. Believe it or not."

Jane gasped, and sat up on me, looking shocked. She looked at the ring, then at me and back. I could tell she was concerned.

"I found it a pawn shop, for a hundred dollars. Don't worry, I would never spend our money like that. You are worth spending $8,000 on, though."

"Thanks. So are you. A hundred dollars? Wow, that is so cool. I love you."

"I love you, too. Think you can remember to take it off, when necessary, until we leave? And you probably shouldn't tell people what it’s worth, either, just to be safe."

"Yeah. I want to show it to Kim, though."

"That's cool. We can tell her and Stacy what it’s worth, if we want. You don't think she will be jealous, do you?"

"I don't think so. But maybe we should get her something, from both of us."

Jane felt me starting to soften again, and slowly started to rock on me as we continued to talk.

"Like what? We can't get anything big, her Mom would find out."

"How about a really nice picture frame? Remember that picture we have, from last month. We were at the pool, and we had Kim sandwiched between us, all looking at Stacy with our cheeks pressed together? I want to get that made bigger, and framed."

"Yeah, sounds good," I moaned, getting very distracted by my sister's hot pussy.

"Settle down, Mister. I want a couple more cums out of you, before you fill me up, again," Jane told me, in a mock stern voice.

"You better watch it then, or I will go off without you, Sexy."

She pulled off me enough to move up for a proper kiss, then swiftly shoved herself down on me again, and set to rolling her hips and grinding her clit. I ran my hands everywhere I could reach, and eventually settled on her ass. Gently I rimmed her tight pucker with a finger tip. This drove Jane wild, as usual. She quickly came, her hole fluttering on my cock. We were real sweaty by now, and she felt slick all over.

I took control at this point, and grabbed her ass, and started moving her on me. Our earlier fuck had left us both slick, and sticky. Jane just let her head rest limply on my chest, and rolled her hips to make sure I rubbed all the right places, as I fucked her. I looked down, and caught her looking at her ring again.

"Just wait, that will be a wedding ring, before you know it."

She looked up at me, and gave me a loving smile. We looked into each others eyes, as we moved together. Our skin slid slickly together, and I could feel her hard nipples on my chest, surrounded by her soft breasts. Her eyes and her motions told me she was almost there, and I just let go, and came. She felt my cock jump and spurt in her, and she froze, and came with me. Unless we were looking in each other's eyes, my sister always closed her eyes when we fucked, and when she came. Peaking as we stared at each other, was the best though. It was very intimate, and bonded us like nothing else could.

We lay; hot, sweaty, and panting. Still connected, until I grew soft, and slipped out.

"Jane, just because I got you this ring, doesn't mean you have to try to get me something like it. It's easier for a guy to give a girl something special. All I ever want from you, is your love, and I get that every day."

"Okay."

"As a matter of fact, you know what I would really like for my birthday? I want a little white baby doll nightie, and I want you to wear it, so I can take it off you."

She giggled, and said playfully, "All you want is my body, typical guy."

"Yup, I want your body. I love what it gives us, so much pleasure and closeness."

"If you’re a good boy, you might get your wish."

End Chapter Forty Eight

Chapter Forty Nine

Kim’s Present

We still planned on leaving the day after my birthday. Jane directed me to the mall for some shopping. She was looking for a present for Kim, she said. But if I was a good boy, she might get me a little something. We split up. I was sent after some stationary, stamps, picture enlarging, and some film for the camera. Jane went after the picture frame. Being male, I was done in thirty minutes. I dutifully sat at my appointed spot, and settled in for a long wait. Knowing that my sister was probably getting a little baby doll, as I had asked, and since I enjoy watching people, my hour long rest was worth it.

We established a tradition that birthday. I would never get her lingerie for her, as a gift. She would buy it for me, as my gift. It really ended up being my present anyway. I loved it.

Jane walked up carrying a brown mall bag, and a smile. I grinned back and tried to peek in the bag.

She slapped my hand and said, "Let me keep some of the surprise."

I pouted after leering at her and asked, "Can I at least see the frame?"

She sat next to me, brushing hips, and pulled it out. It was a fancy thing. A pewter frame that was vines and flowers. I got the picture Jane wanted, and she put it in. It was a close up, and enlarged to six by eight inches. I had to agree is was a great picture. We all looked happy, and you could see the love. Her Mom would think it's cute, I am sure. Only Stacy and Kim knew the truth.

“I think we should get her something a little more special,” I said.

“What do you mean?” Jane asked.

“Well, the picture is great. But it's not what I would get for you, if I wanted something really special.”

“Yeah. We need something that you'd get for somebody you love, but it needs to be innocent enough for her parents.”

“How about a locket?” I suggested.

“Hmm, that could work. Maybe put a picture of us, in there. We could get a real nice one, and let her tell her Mom it’s not so nice. Maybe a nice gold one, with a diamond in the center, or something.”

“Okay. Let’s go look at the stores, here. I say we get her one, like I gave to you.”

We looked around, and saw one we liked. But we realized we did not bring that kind of money, so we left. On the way back, I decided to stop and look at the store that I took Jane’s ring to. They were as friendly as ever, and Jane and I were somewhat vague about who we were shopping for. We found a nicer one here. It was more expensive, but we both felt it much more appropriate for somebody we loved. It was close to the one I gave Jane. We had engraved on the inside, on each side where the pictures would go, ‘I love you.’ Kim would know the words were there, and know what she meant to us, but nobody would see. They even told us the best way to get a picture that small for them. Jane and I got the pictures, and wrapped it up.

***

When we got to Kim's house, Jane and I were feeling a bit sad. Kim flung open the door when I knocked, and leapt into my arms. I was just as anxious to hold her, as she wanted to be held. We walked in, and I set Kim down, after a hard kiss from her. Kim tasted like toothpaste. She looked at Jane, and ran to her. They hugged each other tightly, and I could see tears in Jane's eyes. They rocked and held each other. I turned and saw Stacy standing nearby. I looked at her, and opened my arms to her. She rushed to me, and I got a heartfelt (if less passionate) hug from her. I pulled back, and gave her a kiss with a little tongue. Stacy eagerly returned it.

"I'm gonna miss you, Stace."

"Me too, this sucks."

"Yeah, but we'll see each other again."

"I know. But it won't be the same," she continued, in a quieter voice. “It’s probably a good thing. I kind of have a thing for you now, and that would just create way too many problems.”

“Me, too. You are a sexy girl,” I whispered, and fondled her ass.

I gave her another kiss. That one was a long deep one, and my hands were very active on her delightful rear end.

Stacy pulled back, and looked at Kim and Jane still holding each other, watching us. She blushed, and tried to move away. But I held her close.

Jane smiled as she held Kim close.

“It’s okay, Stacy. It doesn’t bother me. I know you are falling for him, even though you are trying not too. I want you to be able to say 'goodbye'.”

“You are the best friend I have ever had. Thank you.”

“I want you to be happy. This may sound bad, but I am glad we are moving away. This way we won’t ever have to worry about it.”

“I said the same thing to Brett. I think I am just kind of depressed, and lonely.

"It also doesn’t hurt that he is hot," Stacy added, "and likes to squeeze my ass like this.”

We all laughed at that. I gave her one last little kiss, and squeeze, and let her go. Three sets of eyes lowered to my crotch. I was not hard, but I definitely had a semi-erection.

“Hey! It takes a little more than a few kisses and some fondling to get me going,” I said, with as much dignity as I could muster.

Jane just snorted in derision.

“I can get you hard, with just a look!”

I smiled at her and agreed.

“Yes you can. Just don’t start anything, here, you don’t want me to finish.”

Jane blushed at that, and Stacy laughed.

Stacy gave Jane a hug. I sat down on the couch, and pulled Kim into my lap. I wrapped my arms around her, and we kissed some more.

"I love you, Kim."

"Oh! I love you, too!"

The three of us sat on the couch, and Stacy in a chair, and talked for a while. We promised to write and call. Jane showed them her ring, and they all squealed and went crazy over it. They were incredulous when she told them what it was worth, before she told them how I got it. Kim tried it on, and looked a little envious.

I pulled her back over to me, and kissed her and said, "Sweetie, I would have loved to get you a ring. But how would we explain it to your Mom?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Don't worry, as pretty as you are some guy will give you one before long. And if not, I will give you one."

"Promise?"

"I promise. Although it won’t be just like Jane's, it will be special for you, I promise."

"Okay."

"We got you two something to remember us by," Jane said.

She pulled out a wrapped package, for each of them. Stacy got a polished wooden frame, with a picture of the Jane and I and her, at the ice skating rink. Kim was with us that day, but she took that picture. Stacy was weepy and thankful, at the same time.

Kim loved her picture, and the picture album we got her, filled with stuff from the last year. We also gave her stationary and stamps, so she could write to us. I warned her that Jane was an avid letter writer, and to be prepared.

“I got Jane a birthday present. Let me go get it.” Kim dashed off.

She was back in seconds. With her hands behind her back she moved to stand in front of Jane. Kim looked nervous. I smiled in encouragement.

“Do I have to guess?” Jane teased.

Kim blushed red, and Stacy laughed. Finding her courage she brought out a crystal rose and a little card. Jane was touched, I could see.

“Oh! Thank you. It’s so pretty. Should I read the card?”

Kim nodded and then added, “Don’t read it out loud please.”

“I won’t.”

The card is what made Kim nervous I could tell. She was about ready to bolt, when I grabbed her, and hugged her in my lap. I gave her a soft little kiss, and whispered in her ear.

“Don’t worry. She loves you, and will love anything you give her.”

Jane put the card back in its envelope and turned to Kim. She held out her arms, and Kim quickly went to her. Jane held her closely, and kissed her like the lovers they were. I glanced at Stacy, and she looked more fascinated, than grossed out. Jane pulled back, and whispered in Kim’s ear. I could hear it sitting next to them but Stacy could not.

“I love you, too. Thank you so much. I will keep it forever.”

“You’re welcome.”

“It's okay if Brett reads the card?”

“Yeah.”

The card read:

{i}

To my very best girlfriend.

Thank you for treating me like a friend.

I am so happy that you love me, like I love you.

I am going to miss you so much.

I will think about you every day.

Friends and lovers forever.

Kim.

{/i}

“That is a wonderful card, Kim.”

“If you come by tomorrow, I have one for you too.”

“It’s a date.”

Stacy handed Jane two boxes.

“Happy Birthday.”

Jane smiled at her friend and opened one. Inside was a nice pen. The second one had some outrageous neon green thong panties. I 'wolf whistled', and the girls laughed. Jane got up and gave Stacy a hug.

Jane pulled back and said, “You're a good friend. Thank you.”

Jane then gave Stacy a light kiss on the lips.

“I love you, too, you know,” Jane told her, in a serious voice.

“I know. I love you too,” Stacy replied.

Kim had grabbed the panties and was looking at them thoughtfully. I was watching her and she saw me, and blushed.

“You would look good in them, Sweetie. Too bad your Mom would have a fit, if I bought you a pair.”

“Someday, you will,” Kim told me, thoughtfully.

She set them down, and stood in front of me. I pulled her to me, and she bent down to get a kiss. Satisfied, Kim sat down and once again picked up Jane’s thong.

“So, do you have any sexy panties like that, Stace?” I asked.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.”

“I could just go up to your room, and snoop.”

“You’d better not!”

“Yeah. Much rather see you in them, anyway.”

“If you are a good boy, you just might someday.”

“I am always a good boy. Even when I am being 'bad'. Aren’t I, Jane?”

“Oh, yeah. He is always a good boy to me. Very good.”

“You two are terrible. No wonder my little sister is the way she is now. I think you could corrupt a Nun!”

“Hey! She's happier this way. Right, Kim?”

“Yup. I love it.”

“I can see that, too. You are corrupting me, now.”

“Well, no offence Stace, but you didn't have that far to go.” Jane jabbed at her.

“Bitch!” Stacy shot back.

They were teasing each other. The insults had no sting to them.

“Slut!” my sister smiled back.

“Am not! You are the slut.”

“Hardly. Brett is the only guy I have ever even kissed. You can’t say that!”

“Well, you are a nympho!”

“Okay, slut!”

Stacy just stuck her tongue out at my sister, and they laughed. We talked a while more about our impending moves.

Stacy got up and said, "I am going out, and should be back in about three hours. Don't wear my sister out," she laughed her way to the door.

"Come back around six. We want to go out to dinner, okay?" Jane asked.

"Sure. I may even come back early, and watch," she teased.

"Don't tempt us. Right now it's a threesome, with four it's an orgy!"

"Sounds like fun!"

"If you want, we could try it. But not this time, okay?" Jane offered, calling her bluff.

Stacy was surprised, and left with a thoughtful expression on her face.

Kim slid over to my lap, and we shared a sensuous wet kiss. I picked her up, and holding Jane's hand, we went to Kim's room. I dropped Kim on her bed, and Jane crawled up her. They worked together to get Kim's shorts and panties off, and I slowly worked Jane's off at the same time. My sister went down on our little lover, sucking and licking her almost hairless sex. Kim had started to grow very fine straight blonde pubic hair. I stripped as I watched them. Jane paused to remove her shirt (no bra that day), and then push Kim's upward. Kim's soft sun tanned skin, contrasted sharply with her pale shallow breasts, and puffy nipples. Jane sucked and licked them, as I ran my hands over my sister's back side. They were soon in a lover's embrace, kissing madly.

I moved their legs together, and moved in to look at their two beautiful pussies pressed together. They formed one long pussy. Overcome with desire, I ran my tongue up from Kim's drooling little slit to my sister’s tight little asshole.

Kim gasped and said, "He's licking me."

"Me, too. He's licking us both."

I kept up the licking, and worked a finger or two into the action. Jane would thrust back at me, trying to get me to shove a finger inside. I just ran my fingers teasingly over the outside of their vulvas. Up one side of them, and down the other, slowly. As much fun as that was, I wanted to get my cock inside them. I moved over them and lined up to impale my sister. Sliding into Jane, broke off her lip lock on Kim, and she moaned. I pulled out, and slid in Kim. She moaned, and Jane kissed her neck. Back and forth I would alternate between them, teasing.

I decided on Jane first. I grabbed her tightly, and rolled us over. I was on my back, and Jane lay on her back, on top of me. She was hot and wet. Kim jumped up, and I made room for her to sit between our legs. I could feel her feeling around, where Jane and I were joined. Wrapping my arms around my sister, I played with her round gravity defying tits, and started rocking her as I thrust up into her.

“This is so beautiful. I can’t believe I look like that, when you are in me,” Kim said as she explored Jane and I.

Jane came with a loud moan, and lay limply, as I continued to fuck her slowly. Kim's nimble little tongue started in on us. I felt it brush against my shaft some, but she must have been working on Jane mostly. It was not long before my sister was moaning out loud in time to my thrusts, again.

Jane's moaning was changing pitch, and all the little orgasms she had been having were going to give way to a big one. Kim was caught up in it, too. I increased the vigor of my strokes, and Kim latched onto Jane's clit. With a wail, my sister came. Her pussy fluttered along my cock, and I buried myself deeply, and came with her. My cum started to overflow, and Kim busily gobbled up our combined juices. The two girls often cleaned each other up, after I came in them. Kim pulled my semi-erect cock out of Jane, and sucked me into her mouth, cleaning me off. Then I could feel her go after Jane. I reached down, and grabbed my sister's legs. I held them up, and spread them, to make it easier for Kim. Satisfied with her job, Kim sat up, and looked down at us.

"It's my turn."

She said it so innocently, like asking for a turn with some toy, that I was on my way to a second erection, in seconds. It even got to Jane. She sat up on me, and pulled Kim into a 'kiss and grope' session.

They pulled apart and went after me. I lay back, and the girls were opposite me. I ran my hands over the soft skin of both. As usual, I settled on their tight little buns. There is something so sensual about a young girl’s ass. The softness, with the firm muscle underneath, was powerfully attractive to me. Plus a girl’s ass, while sensitive, is much tougher. I could squeeze, or playfully slap a cheek, and it was still pleasurable to the girl.

The girls were taking turns, playing and sucking on my cock. Jane was giving Kim another lesson. I was just lost in the sensations, not paying much attention to what they said. They were soon sharing me. I felt two sets of lips on me, and two hot little tongues teasing and exploring me, at the same time. They would kiss each other, with my shaft in the middle. It was amazing that Kim so readily engaged in such play. She mimicked Jane in everything else, and I guess that it seemed natural to her. She copied Jane’s total lack of inhibition with me.

I sat up, and moved a finger into both girls.

“You about ready? I am not going to last much longer, it just feels too good.”

"How do you want it, Sweetie?" Jane asked Kim.

"I want to sit on him, and you be behind me, hugging me."

"Sounds like fun," Jane said.

I reached for Kim and said, "Come here, Lover."

She moved onto me, and hugged me tightly. Kim wanted to be loved and held, I could tell.

"I have a better idea. Get our camera, Jane, real fast."

Kim and I kissed and cuddled, while Jane ran naked to the family room after the camera. She came back, and look at me curiously.

"Here, Sweetie. I am going to sit up like this, and then you get in my lap, yeah that's it, slowly. You feel good. Not too deep, feel the end there. Now, Jane, come here and sit."

Jane understood, and sat in between my legs, too. She put her legs next to Kim's (which were wrapped around me), and she wrapped her arms around us both. I put my arm around my girls, and hugged them. Kim was about five feet tall, and Jane was a little over five foot four. It worked pretty well, with my six foot frame. Jane moved her hands from my sides, to Kim's chest and toyed with her nipples. She ran them up and down Kim's torso, flicking her clit on the down side.

"Hold still a minute, girls. You want a sexy picture? Well, I am going to make us one."

I held the camera at arms length, and pointed it at us. The flash went, and I took another, just in case. We had our faces pressed together, and with my experience taking pictures like this, I knew it would be a good shot.

It’s kind of funny. Most of the pictures of Jane and I together, were taken this way. At arms distance.

"Now you can look at that picture, and know that my cock was inside you, and that Jane's fingers were on your little pussy and tits, and nobody else will be able to tell. How's that for sexy?"

Kim just tried to swallow my tongue, and shove my cock up past her belly button in answer. Jane was hotter than hell, too.

“Now we have one more surprise for you,” I told Kim.

Jane held the little box, tied with a ribbon, in front of Kim. Taking the present, she excitedly opened it. She gasped when she saw the locket, and when she opened it, she started to cry.

“Do you like it, Sweetie?” Jane asked.

Kim nodded vigorously, and said, “Put it on me, please.”

Jane took it from her, and put it around her neck. I kissed Kim, pulled back, and took the locket in my hands. I opened it, and slipped the pictures out, as Kim watched.

Turning it so she could read it, I said, “I love you Kim. I really, truly, love you. I will miss you terribly. I want you to know I will think about you every day. When you feel lonely, just touch this, and know that I love you.”

Jane said, gently turning Kim’s silently crying face, “I love you Kim. And I will miss you an awful lot. I love you like I love Brett, just a bit different, since we are both girls. When you feel sad, I know I will; just touch this, and know that I love you. We will be together I am sure. This isn’t a 'goodbye forever'; just until next time. We won’t forget you, and we won’t love you any less because we’re separated.”

Kim said in a sad emotionally thick voice, “I love you, Jane and Brett. You are my best friends ever. I will love you forever and ever. I won’t ever take this off.”

I pulled Kim into a kiss, and moved her a little on my cock, to regain some the erection I'd lost. She squealed into my mouth, as my sister slid her hands down to play with out joined sexes. Kim’s tears were gone, I had licked them off of her flushed face, and we got back to our love making.

We started to move together. Kim pulled and pushed herself off and on my cock, and kissed me. I kissed her back, and licked and sucked on her neck, when she became too excited to kiss properly. She worked her little slit on my cock like she was born to it, though. My sister could give her lessons, but Kim had a more aggressive style, and was more forceful. When she held still on my cock, I could not really tell them apart. They were both tight, and of the same depth. Jane would squeeze me, where Kim did not know that trick, and that gave them away. I may have preferred Jane over anybody, but I truly loved Kim. Her differences made her unique, and I was sure I would grow to love her even more, the longer I was with her. I knew that my love for Kim did not mean I loved Jane any less.

Jane rubbed Kim's tender little nipples, and played with her tiny clit, as we all rocked together. I had my hands down on Jane's soft buns and her drooling slit, from behind. I finger fucked my sister with one hand, and played with her ass with the other, lightly penetrating her. We would meet as we sucked and licked on Kim, and shared a wet kiss. Kim was almost incoherent as she rode her orgasm. She just kept fucking me through it, and after. Jane then had a little cum of her own, and hugged Kim tightly to her. I pulled Kim up, and Jane moved my cock downward as I lifted Kim high, so my sister could get me inside. It was a little awkward, but I did not want to make the mistakes I made with Jane. We often forgot, and Kim got a pussy full of cum, though. I held Kim tightly to me, by holding my sister to her, and I spurted inside Jane. Kim just looked in amazement into my eyes.

"I love you," Kim told me with a kiss.

She turned back to Jane and said, "I love you too," and gave her a kiss.

We sat there, holding each other for a while, until I started to slip out of Jane. She squealed, and jumped up holding herself, and looked at Kim.

"You're turn."

Kim smiled and lay down. Jane squatted over her mouth, and the girls enjoyed a leisurely sixty-nine, as I watched. Jane would suck and lick on Kim's soft lips. Kim would slide a dainty finger into Jane, and lick and tease my sister's big clit. I just ran my hand over Kim's soft skin, and told them both how beautiful they were. Light haired and golden skinned Kim; and dark haired, pale perfection Jane.

***

When Stacy got back, the three of us were sitting in the recliner, all snuggled together. I had a hand on each girl's soft little butt. They shared my chest, as a pillow.

"This is just still so weird," Stacy said, as she looked at us.

"You said it didn't bother you," Jane said.

"It doesn't really. But I would never share my boyfriend, fiancé even, with another girl. And my sister... She's twelve, and has two lovers. I could be on a talk show."

"Watch it girl, or no orgy for you," my sister teased.

Stacy blushed at that, and Jane laughed.

As we got up, and got our shoes on, Stacy asked, "Jane? Are you, like, bisexual?"

"I don't know. Maybe. I haven't ever been with another girl, besides Kim."

"Would you?"

"I don't know. I just have not really had any desire to, really. I have been kind of having thoughts about you, though. Nothing hot and heavy. Just curious."

"Oh. Wow. That’s kind of flattering. I have wondered, and of course thought of you; but I really don’t want to really do it, you know?"

"I know, it's a little more complicated than me liking another girl. I belong to Brett, and he would have to like 'her' too, or I would never consider it. Kim sort of seduced us two, if you can believe that. Anyway, we decided that there won't be any more after Kim, though. She is our one and only 'other' lover. We know Kim will probably have other partners, but we won't. We have each other."

"That's cool. I want somebody to love like that. Not that I want to fool around with anybody else. Just somebody who I can call my own, and be safe with. Let me leave our parents a note, and we can go."

We went to our favorite Chinese place, and had lots of fun. Jane and I were going to miss those two something awful. Deciding to prolong the evening, we played miniature golf. Stacy won. Instead of taking them back; we drove to a quiet spot, just looked at the stars, and talked. Kim snuggled between me and Jane. I pulled Stacy to my other side, and held her. When it was time to go, Kim did not want to leave. None of us wanted to leave, really. We took them home. I got a hot kiss on the lips and a hug from Stacy, and a tonsil massage from Kim, after she had given Jane the same. After a promise to come by tomorrow, Jane and I went home.

***

As we lay in bed, still connected after making love, I asked, “Was it a good birthday sweetheart?”

“Yes. One of the best. I love the ring. And I got to spend the day with my lover. Lovers, I guess I should say. You know, I really do love Kim. I am going to miss her.”

“I'll miss her too. I wonder what she will be like, when we see her in a year or so? Think she will really still be in love with us?”

“Yeah. I hope so, anyway.”

“Just think. One more night in this house, and we are on our own. A couple. Living in our own place. Not having to hide that I’m your brother.”

“I know. I can hardly wait. We will just be lovers, to the world. Nobody will know how close we really are. I was thinking the other day about us. I know that no other girl I know, has a boyfriend like I do. It’s like we have been married even since that night in the tub. When we do get married, I just don’t see how we can get any closer than we are. Know what I mean?”

“Yeah, I do. I just want to show the world that we are together. Being married just lets everybody know how we feel about each other already, is all.”

End Chapter Forty Nine

Chapter Fifty

My B-Day.

I woke to the amazing sensation of Jane’s mouth sucking on my cock. Normally I am the first to wake and I am the one doing the molesting! Jane was kneeling between my legs giving me a fantastic blowjob. Her eyes were closed and I could tell she was enjoying herself. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail to keep it out of the way and her hands were running over my body.

“I love you.” I said looking at her.

She opened her eyes and smiled around my cock as she reached for my hands. Surprised she was not nude I tried to sit up to see if she had my present on. Only Jane would not let me. I was pushed back down and she did not pause sucking on me. Jane looked into my eyes and with a pop released my cock. She straightened up to sit back on her ankles. I was in lust. My sister looked stunning. She had on a little white semi-transparent babydoll only buttoned over her breasts and matching tiny white panties.

“Happy Birthday.” Jane purred at me.

“God, you look hot.”

“You like?” She teased putting a finger in her mouth acting shy.

I sat up and roughly grabbed her and hugged her tight to my body as I kissed her hungrily. She gave a little squeak as I crushed her to me then wrapped her arms around me and clung to me as tightly as I did to her. Pulling back I looked at her face and now swollen lips.

Jane just drove me crazy. Her fair skin and intense blue eyes captured my attention as always. Some soft brown hair escaped from the tie holding it back and framed her face. I could not help but smile at her. She smiled back.

“Stand up I want to see my present.”

Jane grinned and hopped up. She was a wet dream come to life. Jane playfully went through some poses. First the acted the shy virgin for me. She looked at me from her lowered face through her eyelashes as she twisted and turned like a fidgeting little girl. How she managed to blush as she did so she would never tell me.

Jane then turned the seductress. She ran her hands over her body lightly. She thrust her swollen little nipples out and turned to show her round little bottom to my gaze. Bending over and looking back over her should I could see the dampness of her arousal making her panties disappear.

I moved to the edge of the bed as she looked back at me. My hands found their way to her smooth legs. Running them up and down Jane sighed to let me know she liked my attentions. I moved them up over her firm ass and around it caressing her. At the top I hooked my fingers in them and started to pull them down. Jane was not bending over anymore but she still had her back arched and was looking back at me over her shoulder. That pose just emphasized her soft globes and gently rounded hips below her tiny waist.

As the upper part of the valley between her buns came into view I felt like I could come from the sight alone. There is just something about a partially naked girl that arouses me more than nudity can. She just looked so erotic and innocent at the same time and she was. Her sexuality was natural and without any inhibition at all, it was both erotic and innocent.

I bent down and kissed her there. Jane sighed again. I could clearly smell her now. Over the hills of her round ass I dragged her panties. When the crotch cleared her pussy I could see she was soaking. The insides of her thighs were wet.

As the little white panties fell to the floor I kissed each globe of girlflesh. Gently I grabbed her hips and started to turn her around kissing as I went. Each hip bone got a smooch, her belly got one, and her pudenda got one too. Her scent was strong now and I was quickly being overcome with desire. Jane had her fingers in my hair as I just looked at her very swollen lips. They were a deep red and glistened wetly. Her erect little bud peeked out of its hood and was calling to me. I gave in and ran my tongue from as far back as I could snake it forward to her clit, which I gave a sucking wet kiss. When I pulled back to look at my lover’s face she surprised me. Jane had a look of such desire and love on her face it was clearly adoration. It was like I was her personal god and her soul was mine.

“I love you.” She said. The way she said it sent shivers down my spine and caused my heart to race. Jane was not simply telling me she cared deeply for me. I heard clearly in her voice that she was forever bound to me. Her heart beat for mine and all that other romantic crap you hear and think is way over the top was in her voice and she meant it all. I was filled with warmth and was about to shout out for joy.

My better sense got the better of me and I sat up and took her hands in mine and said, “I love you.”

The smile and look on her face told me she heard the same thing I did in my voice. I was glad because I felt the same way about her and wanted her to know it. I gently pulled her closer to me. Jane got on the bed and sat in my lap. As she lowered herself down while steadying herself with hands on my shoulder I guided her with one hand on her hip and the other holding my cock upright.

As the head of my cock parted her lick folds Jane’s eyes got round. It is one of the things that endears her to me so much. After six very active years of sex it still surprises her some when I start inside her. My breath often catches at first penetration too. She just feels so good I will never get used to the change in sensation. Going from the air to her hot wet heat is a razor sharp contrast.

Fully encased in her I felt her soft ass settle onto my thighs. I spread my legs a little and pulled her closer to me. Jane had her hands on my shoulders and would run them down to my chest and back up as she sat there mated to me in her baby doll. I ran my hands possessively over her thighs to her ass and up her back to reach around to palm a soft little breast in my hand. I was throbbing with need. Jane felt it and placed her hand over my heart. She smiled at me and I knew she could feel my pulse in her snug pussy and her fingers.

We did not move. I could not or I would spew in her. Jane was as worked up as I. Her sweet juices ran down my cock and over my balls to soak the sheets. I pulled her closer to kiss her sweet pink lips. As we softly kissed and shared our breath we had our eyes open. It was a deep and open look we shared. Pausing from caressing her lips with mine I whispered, “Hug me.”

I felt her smile and felt her strong vaginal muscles squeeze my throbbing cock. I groaned into her mouth and jerked my groin muscles in reply. Jane in turn moaned into my mouth. I started to giggle a little and so did Jane. I moved my hands down and dipped them into her wetness and started to rim her taught little rosette. Our giggling stopped and Jane attacked my mouth. She delved deeply into me and sucked my tongue back into her mouth and treated it like a little cock. It was my turn to widen my eyes in surprise.

Getting a soft cheek in each hand I started to move my sister on me cock. I needed my release badly. It felt like I had softball sized nuts. Jane released my tongue but kept her lips on mine and her eyes locked with mine. Her hands ran over my chest and played with my nipples as we began to move together. Our pace escalated quickly and when Jane took a deep breath and held it in orgasm I pulled her tightly to me and came. I forced my tongue past her lips and her teeth opened to me and our eyes closed in bliss as we peaked together.

I just kept going. My cock jerked in her over and over and Jane moaned long and low into my mouth. She kept her arms tightly wrapped around me as our passion cooled. Jane said quietly into my ear, “I’m yours.”

“That’s all I ever wanted.”

We sat there together quietly until I lost my hardness and slithered out of her. Our groins were coated with our juices and Jane sensually rubbed her slick lips over my still swollen but soft cock.

“As much as I would love to spend the whole day with you rubbing your pussy all over me we really should get up and get moving.”

“I know. It just feels so good.”

“Good doesn’t begin to describe it.”

“How about? Hmm, good is the best I can think of.”

“True. It is good.”

“No it’s not good. It’s good.” Jane explained drawing out the ‘oo’ on the second one.

“Okay. Our new word it good. It’s for when you rub your sexy little pussy on me or I rub my cock on you.”

“Okay. But it’s my cock and this is your pussy. Remember you gave it to me?” Jane teased as she ground herself on me to emphasize her point.

“Don’t worry I remember. I think I got the better part of the deal though.”

“That’s okay. I think I got the better trade. Works out better that way.”

“Let’s get up now. Thank you for the perfect birthday present. As much as I would love to throw you down and fill you up again I’m afraid there just isn’t life in your toy right now. You and Kim wore him out.”

“That’s okay. Your little pussy is kind of sore too.” Jane said thoughtfully.

***

We got breakfast and a shower. I washed Jane as usual and she did the same for me. Dressed we went and rented a trailer for one-way trip to California. I was overly careful turning with it for a while then pretty much forgot it was there. It was not that big. A jeep will only pull so much. We started loading up. We took our time and did not waste any space. It surprised us how much stuff he had accumulated. The only furniture we were taking was a mattress, folding table, and two folding chairs. It would be enough to get by until we found some used when we got there. Jane and I felt it was enough. If the mattress had not fit it would have been left behind. Our camping gear would have been enough. The previous week Mr. G. and I had done a tune up on the engine and he pronounced it sound. It was capable of lasting another ten years with regular maintenance. Our poor jeep did not get glowing gas mileage with the larger engine and heavy duty drive train but he said it was as tough as they got. I felt better having his approval.

We had lunch with the G.’s. It was our goodbye to them. They would be up to see us off I had no doubt. Mrs. G. was weepy and sad but happy at the same time. We promised to call and write and left having gotten dozens of hugs from her and a few from him. After leaving them we had about an hour before we were do over at Kim and Stacy’s. I looked at Jane and said, “Time for you to learn how to drive.”

She looked at me with a surprised expression. “Really?”

“Yup. You can drive some on the way out. Want to?”

“YES!”

“Okay. Lets go someplace to practice.”

Jane caught on fast. She had sat on my lap many times before steering. That was her first time however alone in the driver’s seat. It helped that the jeep would go at idle if you put it in first with any skill. The thing was damn near impossible to kill. Downshifting took a little practice but she could do it in a pitch. In less than an hour I pronounced her ready for the highway driving our move would be.

***

At Kim and Stacy’s I was greeted by a horney twelve year old. Kim flung open the door and pulled me inside. She then pulled me down for a kiss and I lifted her up holding her soft ass. When she was satisfied I got a big smile.

“Happy Birthday.”

“Thank you.”

I set her down and she went over and kissed Jane. Stacy was standing a little off watching us. I gave her a smile. “Hi Stace.”

“Hi Brett.”

I walked up to her and she smiled and said, “Happy Birthday.”

“Thanks.”

We just looked at each other. I stood a little closer making her look up at me. Her breath caught a little and I could see she wanted to kiss me.

“It’s my birthday. You have to kiss me.”

She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down. I putt my arms around her and pulled her close. That kiss was full of feeling and desire. With my hands on her butt I ground her against my leg. She just clutched at me tighter. Scooping her up I held her and kissed her. I lowered her a little and rubbed her pussy on my hard cock. That broke her kiss and the moment. With her feet back on the ground she looked a little flushed.

“Thanks.” I told her.

“Anytime.”

Jane wrapped her arms around me from behind pressing her breasts against me and looked around under my arm.

“Where are your parents?” Jane asked.

“With some realtor friend looking at pictures of houses in Los Angeles. Should be gone a couple hours.”

“Brett, go sit down I want to give you your present.” Kim ordered.

“Okay.”

I went and sat down. Jane cuddled in next to me and Stacy in the chair again. Kim came back with her hands behind her back.

“Don’t be shy.”

Kim smiled and handed me a wrapped box. Inside was a framed picture of her and me. I remembered when Jane took it. Kim was riding on my back and her cheek was next to mine. We were both obviously happy.

“Thank you. This is one of my favorite pictures of you. I hope you didn’t give me your only copy.”

“No. Stacy helped me get another copy. I still got mine on my dresser.”

“Good. Now we have the same picture.”

She then shyly handed me a card. This one was hand made just like Jane’s.

{i} It Read:

To my first love.

My heart belongs to you.

I will always love you.

Thank you for loving me.

I will miss you.

Friends and lovers forever.

Kim

(/i}

I was touched by her note. I was simple and honest and showed uncommon maturity and insight. Just like her love for us. I felt the fool for doubting her. I never doubted Jane’s love for me. Her youth did not mean she loved any less than I.

“That is wonderful. Thank you Kim.” I pulled her into my lap and had her straddle my legs so we were face to face. Looking her in the eyes I took her hands in mine.

“Kim. I love you. You are beautiful and I am lucky to have you. I will love you the rest of my life.”

Kim started to cry a little. I kissed her tears away and held her. She said in a quiet voice, “I will love you for the rest of my life too.”

We shared a sweet kiss and Jane read the card.

“That’s beautiful. I would have wrote the same thing.”

The two girls shared a cuddle and kiss. Stacy looked at me and said, “I didn’t write you a note but I wanted to get you something too. It’s to remember me and for your birthday.”

She handed me a wrapped box. Inside was another picture in a frame. She kind of grinned at me and shrugged at all the picture giving. It was a picture of me holding her cradled in my arms at the pool. I was trying to throw her in and she would not let go. Jane took our picture as I had turned to ask for her help. Jane had ended up pushing us both in.

“I may not be ‘in love’ with you Brett, but I do love you and could fall in love with you pretty easy.”

“Same here. I love you too Stacy. You are a beautiful girl and I will miss you and your kisses.”

“Do you mind Jane?” Stacy asked getting ready to sit in my lap.

“Nope. Go ahead.” She smiled and told her friend.

She settled in my lap and had her arms around my neck when she turned to Kim. “Can I kiss him Kim?”

“Yeah.” Kim replied happily. She was not jealous and was thrilled to be taken seriously enough by her sister to ask for permission.

Stacy and I must have made out for twenty minutes. I did glance over at my girls to see them doing the same. It was wonderful. When we pulled apart I was finally satisfied. I did not have to hold back at all and kissed her how I wanted.

“I am glad we finally got to do that.” I told Stacy

“Me too.” She said giving me a last kiss and getting up.

“My turn.” Kim called out and jumped to take Stacy’s place.

Kim fit better on my lap than Stacy did. She was not as soft but she felt much better to me.

***

Jane and Stacy were talking but I could not keep my attention on what they said. Kim was learning. Kissing her was getting more and more like kissing Jane. She just imitated her. I stood up holding Kim and started to walk upstairs to her room. I wanted to fuck her pretty bad. Inside her room I dropped her on the bed and quickly stripped. Kim just lay there watching me.

I grabbed a foot and pulled her to me. I removed her socks and kissed her toes. Up her smooth leg I went. She did not shave her legs yet. There was no need. Just soft blonde little hairs. At her inner thighs I started to push her shirt up and kiss her belly. Pausing at her white training bra I looked up at her. She was avidly watching me.

“You’re beautiful.” I told her and reached under to remove her little bra. She just blushed at me and smiled. I remembered when Jane’s breasts were at that stage. The nipples were very sensitive and I knew exactly what to do. I pushed her shirt up an off her head and kissed and nibbled on her budding breasts. When she began earnestly humping her groin up at me I went back down her slim torso.

Unsnapping her shorts I peeled them back and found white panties with green hearts. Little girl panties.

“I like your panties.”

“They are little girl ones. I don’t.”

“Well I do. They fit you. You are still a little girl mostly. Jane has ones like these and I like them. Anyway. What’s more important? If I like them or you do?”

“You.”

“Good. I really like taking them off you.”

I started peeling them down and kissing and licking the newly exposed skin. I could smell her arousal. It was not as strong as Jane’s but definitely there. Her soft hill was sparsely covered with fine blonde downy hair. I blew gently on her mound and watched. There is something so captivating about that stage of development. I know I had been at that position with Jane for hours on end just looking and playing with her. We both loved the intimate contact and Kim looked like she was enjoying it too. I peeled them the rest of the way off and lay down between her legs with my face at her bare pussy.

“You are very beautiful down here.” I told her while stroking and rubbing her lips. I started to kiss and lick her some. Mostly teasing but I was also trying to arouse her slowly.

“I kind of hope you don’t ever let anybody else be this close to you except me.”

“You do?”

“Yeah. I kind of feel like you are mine and Jane’s. Makes me want to kidnap you and take you with us.”

“And I want to run away and be with you. I do feel like you’re my boyfriend. Kind of like you are mine like you said.”

“That’s good. Means we are committed each other.”

“Like you love me and want to marry me?” She asked timidly.

“Exactly. That sort of thing though you don’t ask somebody until you have spent a lot of time with them though.”

“Oh.” She said and could not hide some disappointment from her voice.

“Kim, I love you. It is a long time until you can marry anybody.” I said crawling up her to look her in the eye.

“Jane and I love you. We are getting married when she is older, but we have known each other a long time. Don’t tell anybody but she has been my girlfriend since she was seven years old and I knew her since she was born. Yes. Its true. If we had met at the same time I met you I would not have asked her to marry me yet. I hope you understand. I don’t love her more than you. She is a different person so my love for her is different. I have also known her longer than you and I know we are a matched pair. Do you understand?”

“Yeah. You love me a lot but we just don’t know each other long enough to get married.”

“Exactly.”

“Does that mean that in a few years we will know each other enough to get married.”

“It does. I don’t know how I could marry two girls but yeah, that’s what it means. Just be patient. You can’t rush these sort of things. I love you and that is all that should matter.”

“Okay. I love you too.”

“I promise that I will ask you to marry me when you are older.”

She smiled like a girl who just got proposed to and said, “I promise I will say yes when you do.”

“Good. Now I am going back down here and play with your beautiful pussy.”

I suited action to words and went back down to finger and suck on Kim’s adolescent vulva. She came with a grunt and I moved back up her and sat moving her legs over mine. I played with my cock and her cute little slit. Running it up and down her lips and clit. She giggled when I kind of slapped her with it and I laughed too.

“Oh, I like that kind of spanking!”

“Then I will have to spank you like this more often. You are a very naughty girl.”

“Uh huh.” She nodded agreeing.

Having worked my self up I lined us up and pulled her hips closer slowly impaling her on me. We both moaned at the contact. Once inside as far as I could get I paused and just let her lay there. Greedily I ran my hands over her body feeling her. Kim relished the attention. We just enjoyed the other’s presence for a while as I lost track of time. Kim shook me out of my study of her with a question. “Are you going to squirt inside of me this time?”

“I shouldn’t. Don’t want to get you pregnant.”

“I know. Can you do it this last time inside me? I want it to be special.”

She was right. It would be our last time together for a long time. Against my better judgment I wanted to grant her wish.

“Me too. You still haven’t started your period have you?”

“No.”

“Okay. It will be special.”

Kim just smiled at me and threw her hands over her head. She looked like she was signaling to me to do what ever I wanted. It was remarkably similar to Jane in how she just gave herself to me without holding anything back.

“Are you mine Kim?”

She nodded.

“Are you Jane’s?”

Another nod.

I felt Jane’s hand on my shoulder then her naked breasts on my back as she lay her chin on my shoulder hugging me and looking at Kim.

“Sweetheart, Kim is ours.”

“I know. You are beautiful Kim.”

She just smiled at my sister. Anybody could see she loved Jane. It may have had a little hero worship in it but the love was real.

“Brett, Don’t you think you should get back to it? I stood there and watched you just sit here inside her caressing her for long time. I want my turn too after all.”

“With me or her?”

“Her. If you get all worked up just slip it in whoever is handy.” She teased running her hand over our joined sexes. That started Kim to rotating her hips. I just turned my head to kiss Jane and gripped Kim’s hips to start fucking her in earnest.

Jane broke our kiss and moved to lay next to Kim. Kim had a pillow under her head and was watching my cock slide in and out of her. I was fascinated by the sight too. No matter how many times Jane and I were in that position we both could not help but watch our joining. It was no different with Kim. Three sets of eyes were avidly watching.

I looked pretty big in Kim, the same as Jane. Her lips would pull outwards with me and all but disappear when I thrust inward. She was almost as passionate as Jane but she was sexy. I moved and got into a basic missionary position over her and started to get more forceful. Kim just lay there moaning quietly. Jane took Kim’s legs and showed her how to wrap them around me.

Kim caught on quick and soon was working with me to drive my hard cock into her hot wet hole. She clung to me tightly with her whole body. Jane was beside us running her hands over my back and caressing my ass. Kim was moaning incoherently and looked to be coming almost continuously. As her hot slit hugged me in rapid succession I came forcefully.

I stopped thrusting and held myself still in her as deep as I could get. My cock was pressing on her cervix as I spurted inside her. Kim looked up at me with wonder in her eyes. She could feel my cock jerking in her and knew what that meant.

She pulled me down for a loving kiss and we just panted sharing our breath. I felt as close to her as I did to Jane right then. She trusted and loved me completely and I finally accepted it. Kim deserved to know the truth about Jane and I but I held back. It was to much for her right then. I vowed that the next time we met I would tell her.

“You two are beautiful.” Jane told us quietly.

We turned and looked at her sitting cross-legged next to us. I rolled off of Kim and pulled her to my side and reached for Jane. We were wrapped tightly around each other in a three-way hug.

“I love you two with all my heart. I am going to miss this an awful lot.”

“Me too,” Kim said as she lay half on me with an arm thrown over my sister rubbing her back.

Jane leaned over me to kiss Kim. They soon got hot and Jane crawled the rest of the way over me to lay with Kim. I just sat up and watched them. My hands were not idle and I stroked whoever happened to be on top. It still affected me deeply to see Jane passionate with somebody else. If I did not have the relationship with Kim I had I am sure it would have destroyed me. Accepting the your lover’s love for another is easy when you love them both. They were a beautiful sight and watching them tugged at my heart and my cock. It was an injustice we could not spend more time together.

We spent the next couple hours making love and holding each other. It was heartbreakingly sweet. The love and tenderness we three shared was special. Eventually we had to get dressed and leave. Kim was openly crying and so was Jane as we said our good-byes. I was as sad and upset as Jane was to leave. Stacy promised to take care of her sister. She was teary too but she knew the grief she felt was nothing compared to her little sister’s.

They watched us drive away. Kim was still crying and Stacy had her arm wrapped around her sister. Jane slid over and sat on the console holding me as tears ran down my face.

That night in we slept on our camping gear in our room. We did not make love that night but just held each other naked.

“Brett. I’m kind of scared.”

“So am I.”

“I miss Kim already.”

“Me too.”

“Do you think we will like it?”

“I hope so. Do you?”

“Yeah. I get scared then think that you will be with me and then everything is okay.”

“I don’t think I could do it without you either.”

“You don’t? Why not? You always do okay.”

“No I don’t. We always do okay. I really don’t think I would be able to do it by myself. Jane, we have decided most everything together for a long time now. Just because I have had the final say doesn’t mean I didn’t need you. When we leave it won’t be like that anymore.”

“Huh?”

“I won’t be in charge anymore. It will be us. I know I have kind of raised you and that I have always been in charge mostly and that will be hard to break but I want to. You are my sister and will always be my sister but you are mostly my girlfriend. Mostly my fiancée and lover. That means we are equals. Just because I will have a piece of paper saying I am your guardian doesn’t mean I can tell you what to do.”

“Okay.” Jane said in a small voice.

“That doesn’t mean you are on your own sweetheart. I will back every decision you make and I want you to talk to me about everything like always. We will make them together. That’s what being married is all about. I talk to you about everything like always and we decide together.”

“Good. We always do that anyway.”

“Yeah but you tend to go along with what I want most of the time.”

“That’s cause I want to do what you want to do most of the time. I can’t help that. Don’t worry I do what I want and I want to be with you doing what you are doing. You can do what I am doing. Don’t make it so complicated.”

“Sorry. I am just worrying too much as usual.”

“That’s okay. I still love you.”

“I love you too.”

End Chapter Fifty

Epilogue

On the kitchen table were three envelopes. One had my name on it the other Jane’s and one with both. We were surprised. Jane handed me mine and took hers. We sat next to each other and opened them. It was a birthday card in mine and also in Jane’s. It was the first card either of us had gotten from Mom in many years.

Inside mine it read:

Brett,

Happy Birthday son. I am proud of you. I am writing your this because I can never say what I mean. It comes out all twisted or I just chicken out and say nothing. First I want to tell you that I love you. You were my first born and that is special. Over the years I have let you down over and over again. Even when your hopes got so low you didn’t expect anything from me. I breaks my heart to think about that and I wish I could change it but I can’t. You are wonderful and I want you to know that you did nothing wrong. You have never let me down and it was not your fault I was never around. I depended on you when I could not even depend on myself. You raised your sister with very little help from me. You raised yourself. And look at you. You are kind, smart, and handsome. I could never have done as well as you did for yourself. I know you love your sister and that you two share a bond stronger than siblings. I can see it in your eyes when you look at her or when you talk about her. I know you will take care of her when you leave home as you always have here. I know you will be alright. Go with my best wishes and hopes that you succeed in life. You make me proud to know you are my son.

Love Mom.

I was crying when I finished. I could see some water marks from where she must have cried over the card. Jane was crying too. I pulled her into my lap and we held each other and cried together.

When we calmed down I reached and got the envelope with both our names on it. Inside was a form letter signed and notarized giving me full guardianship over Jane. There was also a check for two thousand dollars with the name left blank. A small note in Mom’s writing said:

I wish it was more. Use this for whatever you need. Please send me your address so I can write.

Love Mom.

“Do you think we will see her before we leave Brett?”

“I hope so. She might avoid us though.”

“Okay. Can I read your letter?”

“Of course you can. I don’t have any secrets from you.”

Jane handed me hers and took mine.

Hers read:

Jane,

Happy birthday daughter. I love you. How I wished I had said that to you more. You are special. I think of us and think of the missed opportunity for the special mother daughter relationship we could have had. I will regret that the rest of my life. I want you to know that you are worthy of love and it was my inability to love and not your worthiness that I abandoned you. I am proud of you and I admire your fierce loyalty and love for your brother. How I wish I could have had the strength to love you like that. You are a smart, strong, and beautiful young woman. I could not have done as good a job as Brett has at raising you. I can see the love you have for him in your eyes. I know its far stronger than the love for a sibling. You keep that love and nurture it. It is natural and beautiful. Nothing wrong ever comes from love. Remember that and everything else will fall into place. I know you will succeed in life like your brother and have a happy life.

Love Mom.

We just sat there with our arms wrapped around each other. I was stunned by Mom’s letters. There was more emotion in those letters than she had ever really shown us in our lives before. Jane and I were as independent from our Mom as any adult ever could be. As broken and tenuous as our bond to our mother was it was still a powerful one. I had some hope for her. Maybe she would get herself together. I knew it would be a long journey for her.

“Brett. That sounded like goodbye for good from Mom.”

“In a way it was. I don’t think we will ever see her again.”

“As long as we never say goodbye it’s okay.”

“Never. It’s just me and you. That’s all we need.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too Jane.”

Those letters were the most noble and loving thing she had ever done for us.

She set us free.

The End

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