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   The Paper Route by JRyter
   Synopsis: A young boy needs help running his paper route and enlists the
help of his younger sister, with the approval of their parents.  A story of
emerging sexuality and growing desires, filled with sexually explicit
dialog between the brother and sister as they explore and experience what
eventually engulfs the parents, friends, and customers on 'The Paper
Route'. This story has a nice little plot and fun characters, BUT I am
classifying it as a 'Stroke Story' because there is a LOT of sex.
Codes:
MF mf Mf mF ff Ff boy gi Mult cons rom lolita inc mother son bro sis
fath dau cous unc niece aunt neph 1st safe oral anal mastrb pett exhib voy
size nud
   There was a chill in the air this morning as Becky and I hopped on our
bikes and headed out, Dad had told us last month when it turned cold again,
that it must be Blackberry Winter.  This means that now, maybe we'd see
some warmer weather soon.
   April was here and Easter Sunday was three weeks ago, on the 6th.  I
knew this because Mom's birthday was on Saturday the 5th, and Becky's had
been on March 31st.
   I had gotten Becky some silk boxers for her birthday, since she wanted
to wear mine all the time.  Becky loved them and Mom had such a fit at how
cute Becky looked in them that we each got her three pair of the silky
looking boxers for her birthday.
   Becky helped me get the right size and she was as excited as I was.
   Mom's face turned red when she opened the package and I was worried for
a minute that we had messed up.
   She had her jeans and her tee shirt on and she told me to turn my back.
Mom pulled her jeans and her panties off right there in the living room and
put a pair of the silky feeling light blue boxers on.  "Look at Mom,
Eddie," Becky said.
   I turned to look; Mom was standing with her back to me, and her legs
spread, she was holding her shirt up and twisting to look back over her
shoulder at her butt.  My Mom don't just look good, she looks sexy.  The
boxers fit her almost skin tight and Mom looked as good as the magazine
models.
   "Thank you both so much, I just love these, I think Becky and I will
wear these a lot, I feel so naughty." Mom said and her face was red again.
   She grabbed me and hugged me to her, I felt her silky underwear against
my hand as I touched her butt and got an instant hard on.
   Mom pulled me tighter and I hugged her back, I knew she wasn't wearing a
bra because I could feel her big breasts pushing into my chest.
   She turned sideways, still holding me with one arm, her hip pressed into
my rock hard dick.
   "Becky you have the best brother and I have the best son in the world,
thank you both for these presents."
   Becky and Mom had worn their new white dresses to church on Easter
Sunday; they each had frilly lace all around the top where both their
dresses scooped down low in front.  I could see the tops of Mom's big
breasts where they looked like they were pushed together.  Man, Mom sure
looks good dressed like that.  But then Mom looks good in anything. 
Especially if it shows the tops of her big breasts.
   Becky leaned over to me in church and I saw down her dress; I could see
her white bra and the tops of her breasts as she whispered that she and Mom
both had on red boxers under their dresses.  I got a hard on right there in
church.
   Easter usually means warmer weather was on the way, and we were getting
a lot of rain showers now, but I didn't mind; even if it rained while we
were on the paper route.  I liked riding my bike in the rain and Becky
loved it.  She really likes it when it's warm and raining, her breasts show
right through her tee shirt and she pretends not to notice.
   More important to me, was the fact that it was now less than sixty days
until school was out.  I loved the summers, we had a lot of free time,
since we delivered the morning paper in our town of thirty five hundred,
and the rest of the day was free.
   Becky and I had to leave at four am, but we were through by seven thirty
am and even during school months, we were showered and dressed for school
in plenty of time.
   I bought a big Schwinn bicycle when I first took the paper route last
year.  It was sort of like a heavy duty bike, a sedan, instead of a sporty
model.
   This was a 'paperboy' special, it had huge deep baskets on the front
that dropped down on each side of the front wheel and a big one on the
handlebars too; it had baskets on the rear fenders on either side the same
way.  Both of us also carried the big canvas 'paperboy' bag over our
shoulders loaded with papers; we'd empty the bag first, then start on the
front baskets, saving the back until last.
   When I first took the paper route, the delivery truck that ran through
our town at three thirty each morning, dropped off all fourteen hundred
papers at the city hall and I had to go back and reload my bike three times
each morning.  This was killing the schedule and a lot of customers were
complaining to Mr.  Feltman, the district manager in charge of circulation.
   I told him that if the delivery driver would make three drops, one at
the city hall, one at the fire station on the south end and one at the
library on the north end of Main Street, I would save a lot of time and he
wouldn't have so many complaints about my delivery.
   This was three weeks ago when it was still cold and windy.  Mr.  Feltman
came over and he and I drove through town; I showed him what I was talking
about and he agreed, the next day the bundles of newspapers were split into
three drops and I cut a half hour off my delivery time.
   I had thirteen hundred customers from one end of town to the other; I
could fold, roll and tuck a newspaper at both ends while riding my bike,
faster than a Tom cat could lick his balls; with his tongue out and his
tail up.
   I had two paper racks where you dropped the quarter in for a weekday
paper and three quarters in for a Sunday paper.
   Mr.  Feltman told me that he was thinking of splitting the route and
hire another paper boy; he told me that I had the largest route in the
state and if there were any more complaints about late papers, I'd have to
give up half my route.
   This was when Becky had became a 'papergirl'; I talked to Mom and Dad
and asked if I could get Becky, my fourteen year old sister to help me and
I'd pay her for the papers she delivered.
   Mom and Dad jumped at the idea and Becky did too.  I had to pay for her
baskets and put them on her bicycle though, which was not a problem with
me. I'd rather she got the extra money than lose half of what I was making.
   I had a lot of customers that took the Sunday paper and not the daily.
Since the Sunday paper was so much thicker and heavier, we had to make more
trips back to load.
   With Becky's help, we could get through in plenty of time to have
breakfast together before school, since Mom and Dad were already gone to
work when we finished.
   On Saturdays we were back to eat breakfast with Mom, since Dad worked a
half day.
   Sundays were the best and we all ate breakfast together and laughed and
talked and Becky and I would tell stories about what we saw all week. 
Becky was always getting scared when a cat would run out in front of her
from the bushes or something.
   After their birthdays, Mom and Becky would wear their boxers when we
ate. They wore them all the time now unless it was too cold, then they wore
their pajama bottoms and a tee shirt.
   The newspaper company gave all the customers a chance to buy the small
'mailbox' for the newspapers at a discount and soon we had over ninety per
cent of our customers with paper boxes on the curb.  The ones that didn't
have them, were near the outskirts of town and had rural mail delivery,
even they let us put the paper in their regular mailbox.
   When the temperatures were fifty degrees or below, Becky was dressed
like an Eskimo when she left the house; she wore her heavy coat and her big
winter cap with ear flaps that snapped under her chin, mittens and wool
socks.
   By the time we were through and met at the city hall to ride home
together, Becky had most of her heavy clothes off and stuffed in her front
basket.
   No matter what the weather, she always had cut off jeans shorts on.  In
the summer she wore them everywhere.  In fall and winter, she wore them
under her regular jeans; that is until I bought her those silky looking
boys' boxer shorts for her birthday three weeks ago.  I bought her two pair
each of bright red, bright blue; and red, white and blue striped.
   Have you ever looked at someone every day of your life and just took for
granted the way they look; then one day you see them and it's like they are
a whole new person and look so different, you have to take a second look.
   On this morning, I looked at Becky in such a way, after we were through
with our paper route.  As a matter of fact I think she may have also looked
at me a little different this morning.
   She always beats me back to City Hall since she has about a third of the
route and I have the rest.
   Today she was sitting on her bike seat, her legs stretched out with just
the toe of her sneakers touching the ground, her legs were still lightly
tanned from all the days in the sun each summer, she was wearing a white
tee shirt and her favorite pair of cut off jeans shorts that were now too
ragged to wear any place in public.  She had worn holes in the back, riding
her bike so much.
   Her crotch was so tight I could see her pussy lips outlined under the
seam in the middle.
   Her hair isn't brown and it isn't blonde, its kind of sun streaked with
both and down below her shoulder blades in back.
   She had started growing breasts at age twelve and now that she was
fourteen years and two weeks old, she had some of the finest looking
breasts of any girl in junior high, not that I have seen them, but just by
looking at her in her tee shirt.  This is all she ever wore, even to
school.
   Today there was still a slight, cool morning breeze blowing; Becky had
on one of her older tee shirts, and it was at least two sizes too small. 
Her breasts pressed against the inside of the shirt like never before and
her nipples looked like pencil points, poking almost through her shirt.
   "Why are you looking at me so funny Eddie, is something wrong?" She said
and looked at me.
   "Becky, you're growing up, I never even noticed how much until right
now."
   "Really, I mean, you think I am finally looking like a girl after
fourteen years of looking like a boy." She looked down at herself, then at
me, smiling, still not convinced.
   I looked at her feet, at her slender ankles that were straight and
locked, like a ballet dancer, the calves of her legs that were taut and
muscled from riding her bike so much, her thighs that looked like they
belonged on an athlete.  Then I looked at her butt that was sitting
straddle the bike seat and her faded, skin tight shorts that were about to
split they were so tight.
   I looked at her tee shirt covered breasts again, then at her face.  She
had a few freckles scattered across the bridge of her nose, but other than
that, there wasn't a single blemish on her smooth face.
   "Eddie, EDDIE?" She said as I blinked and looked at her eyes.
   "Sorry Becky, you look so different and I was having a hard time making
myself believe that this beautiful girl sitting on my sister's bike was
really my sister." I blurted out, then pushed off and started home.
   "Eddie, you're not getting away with that." Becky said as she pedaled up
beside me and looked over at me; I looked at her tee shirt that was now
plastered to her breasts like a coat of white paint, as we rode home in the
light breeze.
   "I wasn't trying to get away from what I said, I was trying to stop
staring at you Becky, you've changed, you look like you're three or four
years older."
   "Really, I mean, I know I got breasts now, but I just see ME when I look
in the mirror.  I sure don't see anything to get excited about." She smiled
as I turned to look her in the face, we pedaled slowly into our driveway
now.
   "Can I ask you something and you not get mad at me?"
   "Sure, ask away."
   "Do you ever wear a bra?"
   "Yes silly, I wear one every day to school, but as soon as I get home, I
take it off, I hate them, why."
   "I don't know, I mean I do know why but, well you just look so different
Becky, and I see you looking like a grown up girl and it scared me.  I was
feeling funny as I looked at you.  Becky you are sexy."
   "Eddie, you're just so funny, you saw my titties sticking out is all, I
am still Becky, your little sister that you love and adore." She said and
smiled as we parked our bikes in the back of the garage out of the way, so
Mom and Dad could get their cars parked when they came home today after
work.
   "Well, I see that you're still my little sister, but you're sure not so
little any more.
   "You go get a shower and I'll fix our toast and juice, then I'll get
mine." I said.
   "Thanks Eddie." She said and walked away.
   "I don't mind, we need to hurry, we've got forty five minutes to get to
school."
   "I was talking about what you said, that I looked grown up, and the way
you looked at me." She said, as she walked to the stairs with her back to
me.
   "Eddie, do you really think I'm sexy?" she asked; she had gotten to the
stairs now, standing with one foot on the bottom step.  She was pulling her
shirt over her head, I heard her giggle as she flashed her firm breasts at
me and ran up stairs.
   Becky came back into the kitchen, smelling like soap and shampoo, a
towel around her hair, piled up on her head; she was wearing a tee shirt
again and it had wet spots on it where she didn't get completely dry.  Her
rosy nipples were now very visible, and I had to look down as I ate my
jelly and toast.
   "Can I dry my hair while you shower Eddie?"
   "Sure, we need to hurry though." I said, we had always done this, since
she was in first grade and I was in second; sharing the bathroom while we
got ready for school.
   She always had on a tee shirt, but she never had breasts before either,
none that looked like these anyway.
   When I got to the bathroom, Becky was combing her long wet hair out.  As
she reached up to comb with both arms raised, her shirt came up in back and
I saw her naked butt; I automatically looked in the mirror in front of her
and saw her small patch of thin brown hair.
   "Becky, you don't have any underwear on." I said it, like I didn't think
she knew.
   "I know Eddie, it's not like you haven't seen my naked butt before, get
your shower, and we need to hurry, remember." She looked at me as I stepped
into the shower.
   "Eddie, you're growing up too, you got a nice butt on you.  All my
friends think you are a real hunk."
   'Hunk' was a new word all the girls used now to describe a boy they
thought looked like 'make out' material.
   "Yeah, who?" I asked, my dick was hard as a rock, but I didn't have time
to get any relief, and besides my sister was in the bathroom too.
   "Well, Justine Pusher for one.  She thinks you are just so dreamy."
Becky giggled again.
   "Well, if she'd lose those glasses that look like swim goggles, with the
orange colored lens, and stop curling her hair like 'Little Orphan Annie',
she'd look pretty good herself." I told her.  It was true too, Justine was
Becky's best friend and they were the same height; though her breasts
weren't as big, she was sure showing promise.  They both were tall and had
long legs like Mom.
   I loved it when Mom wore shorts and a tee shirt on weekends, and in the
summer, she wore some like Becky's, I mean really short too.
   "I'll tell her you said that, I've been telling her for a year now."
   "Hand me a towel and hurry and get out of the way so I can brush my
teeth and my hair, we need to go." I said as I pulled the glass shower door
back.
   I dried off and turned around with the towel covering my dick, that was
still looking angry because I didn't play with it in the shower.
   I dropped my towel with my back to her and pulled my boxers up.
   Dad wore boxers and I did too, only mine were cut different and fit me
better than his baggy white ones.
   "Nice butt." Becky said as she patted my butt just before I pulled my
underwear up all the way.
   I turned to spat her on the butt, but she skipped out the door with her
butt flashing.
   When I passed her room on the way downstairs, she was pulling her red,
white and blue striped boxers up over her butt, she saw me in her mirror as
I stopped to watch, she smiled and I did too.
   We were almost to school now, both dressed alike, in white tee shirt and
jeans, as we always did.  I looked at her now and I could see her bra under
her tee shirt.
   We parked our bikes side by side and I locked them with the same cable
bike lock.
   Becky stood on her tip toes and kissed me on the cheek just as she had
done since day one when I took her to her room that first morning, years
ago.
   I watched her walk over to her friends that were waving and waiting for
her.  As I waved at them, the thought crossed my mind about her wearing tee
shirts all the time, just like I did, and now boxers.
   Becky doesn't sway her hips when she walks, like other girls; she walks
with long easy steps and carries herself like a boy, not a girl.  She walks
just like Mom does.  There is no doubt about what sex she or Mom is though;
Becky now dwarfs her friends in the breast department, even Justine, who
was the closest to her, but still one size and one cup smaller, according
to Becky.  I had no idea what a cup was, but I knew I'd get up the courage
to ask her.
   Jimmy Ragan was my best friend; he always waited for me at the front
entrance of our building.  He was grinning as he saw me walking toward him.
   "Eddie, we have less than sixty days until summer, man I will be so
fucking glad too." Jimmy had an older brother that was in the National
Guard and he cussed just like his brother, all the time.
   "I know, I'll sure be glad too, it was cold this morning at four
o'clock."
   "Man, I don't see how you can get up that early every day, seven days a
week all year long, fuck man I'd go hungry before I did that."
   "Well, Becky and I make pretty good money for about two and a half to
three hours a day." I countered.
   "Yeah, but hell man, you can never go to the beach with the rest of us,
and you never even got to go to camp with us last year, now that was a
fucking blast, did I tell you about the time we sneaked out and went over
to the girls camp?"
   "Yes, you told me all about that, you said that older girl you met was
about to give you some pussy but you had to hurry back with the rest of
them."
   "Yes, I mean she was naked and ready too, I got her phone number and I
wrote her a letter already twice, since we got back.  I got one from her
too."
   "Yeah, you told me."
   "Eddie, you ever seen a girl naked?"
   "In pictures I have."
   "Well just wait until you see one naked, you'll have to do like I did
and jack off right there."
   "I thought you said she was naked and you had to leave to get back with
the others, you never told me you took time to jack off, why didn't you
just fuck her if she was that ready?"
   "I didn't have a rubber."
   "What happened to the one you've been carrying for three years now?"
   "I jacked off with it on my fat cock it to see how it felt."
   "Since when did your dick get fat, you've always told me you wished you
had a big dick."
   "Well, it's almost big now; I'll have you to know."
   "Hey, I wasn't saying it was little, just that it must have really
grown, its been only week or so, since you told me you hated your skinny
dick."
   "Hey Eddie, have you seen the new track coaches wife, man she looks
good, they said she used to be a swimmer on her college team.  Man she is
fine." Jimmy said, ignoring my remark.
   "No, I haven't seen her yet Jimmy, where did you see her, was she here
at school?"
   "No, Charlie Watson told me some friends of his brothers' saw her and
Coach Bockner at the Dairy Queen last weekend.  They said she was something
else."
   "I'll be on the lookout for a woman that looks like you just described,
I'd like to see her if she looks that good." I said and Jimmy never caught
on.
   "Yeah, Charlie said they told his brother that you'd know her when you
saw her, man she looks good."
   Jimmy Ragan was like me and all the rest of the horny fifteen year olds,
we had big dreams of all the good looking girls swooning when we walked by
while they were sunbathing in those new two piece bathing suits; their oily
skin with that Coppertone Tan, shining in the sunlight.
   Going to school five days a week and running the paper route seven days
a week helped the time fly.  The weather seemed to be getting warmer each
day and by the last of May when school was out, Becky and I both were
wearing cut off jeans as we started out even earlier now that we weren't in
school.
   I swear that Becky's breasts were growing like they were filled with the
yeast Mom makes her dinner rolls with.
   Now that I was paying more attention to her, she seemed to be giving me
more chances to see her.
   I had never seen her fully exposed, but some times we would be watching
American Bandstand and she'd be so engrossed in the show watching the girls
and boys dance, she'd have her hand wrapped in the tail of her shirt,
twisting and pulling.
   I never missed a sneak peek either.  It's not like I am a pervert or
something, sneaking peeks at my sister; but she sure is pretty and she has
a really sexy body.  I don't think she's even aware that she does give me
little flashes of her skin like that.
   I think the day before school was out was the day things really seemed
to kick up a bit.
   We were riding home, carrying all our personal stuff and our final
report cards for the year, I was proud of her, she made the honor roll both
semesters.  Becky was proud too, she had a hard time at first with seventh
grade, then I offered to help her and she seemed to jump right into it.  By
the time she started the eighth grade, she was making honor roll each six
weeks.
   Becky would be in the ninth grade next fall, this didn't even seem
possible, it seemed like just a short time ago she was running around,
skinny legged, going to class in the first grade and laughing all the time
like little girls do.
   Now she was talking about trying out for ninth grade cheerleader.
   "Eddie, guess what?" Becky said as we rode our bikes slowly toward home
after school.
   "What, I have no idea where to start guessing." I laughed.
   "You know what I mean, anyway Justine's parents are going to be gone all
weekend and she wants you and I to come over Saturday and Sunday afternoon
and swim."
   "Hey, not a bad invite Becky, what did you tell her?"
   "I told her we'd be there even if I had to wrestle you into submission."
Becky laughed.
   "Sounds like fun to me, since we never get to swim any where except the
river behind our house and it's been too cold for that until now."
   "Yeah, it'll be fun, just the three of us, they're the only ones in town
that have a heated pool."
   "I heard that, have you been swimming in it since they got it built?"
   "Yeah, it's really nice too, Justine and I went swimming the weekend
after they got through with it, and we had fun jumping off the diving board
too."
   "They have a diving board, dang."
   "Yeah and since its warm and sunny, Justine said we could all tan behind
their privacy fence and no one could see us."
   "Now that sounds kind of interesting."
   "Yeah I know, she asked me if I would be brave enough to lay in the sun
with my breasts naked to get some really good sun, if she did."
   "Really, what did you tell her?"
   "I said that if you were there I would, I didn't want someone to catch
us by ourselves with our titties naked."
   "You would both tan with your titties naked and me there?"
   "Yes, you could get a good look at us that way, of course you would be
sunning naked on top anyway.  I even thought of tanning naked all over,
would you be embarrassed?" Becky giggled as we parked our bikes in the
garage.
   "I wouldn't be if you weren't, but I may get hard on, seeing you like
that.
   "You've seen me with no clothes on before.  If Justine and I both did,
would you then?"
   "Becky I don't know.  I may if I can lie on my stomach, the put a towel
on my dick when I turn over.''
   "You've seen me naked, I have the right to see you, I think."
   "Well, I haven't seen you all the way naked, just when you accidentally
flash me a titty or a butt cheek."
   "Maybe you need to pay more attention; I get excited when you look."
   "Do you now, when you come in the bathroom and I'm in the shower or
drying off, I get excited when you see me too.  You ever think something
might be wrong with us that would make us want to be seen naked?"
   "I never worry about it Eddie, I feel good when you see me."
   "I feel good too, but I wonder if that's normal."
   "Who cares, we just look, and if my brother wants to look, then he can
just look all he wants to.
   "What do you want for a snack today; we don't have any homework for
three months now, I'll make it." I changed the subject.
   "How about tuna fish sandwiches and hot noodles with tomato soup?"
   "Yeah, we both like that; let's go change and we'll make up some."
   "I'll put some eggs on to boil for the tuna fish and be right up." Becky
said.
   I was standing in my room, with nothing but my boxers on and Becky
walked in naked.  She was carrying a tee shirt and her breasts were
standing out so proud, her nipples were swollen and pointy with the pink
circle around them all puffy and protruding.
   Becky sat on the side of my bed, she had her arms in her sleeves, ready
to raise them and slip it over her head.  Yet she sat with her arms resting
on her knees now, looking at me.
   I was staring at her breasts, the first time I had ever seen them like
this, full naked, with nothing at all on them.  They were beautiful and I
wanted to touch them and I felt my mouth water as I thought about sucking
her nipples.
   "Eddie, I've been thinking."
   "Really now, when did you start with this?" I laughed and she swung her
hands that were still through her tee shirt sleeves and hit me on my thigh.
   Her firm young breasts swung one way, bounced back the other way and
came to a sudden stop.  She knows what she does to me, she tries to act so
innocent now that she's letting me see both her breasts exposed.
   "You know Dad's talking about getting a new truck; what if you and I
went together and bought his old one from him, we could deliver the papers
in less than half the time, and we'd have some transportation to school and
back as well as on weekends."
   I sat beside her on the bed, still looking at her breasts, I looked at
her face and she was watching me as I looked at her.
   "I can't help looking at you, you just sitting there letting me look,
and I think they are just the prettiest breasts I have ever seen, well, the
only ones I have seen for real, but I mean in pictures."
   "Thanks Eddie, I'm glad you like my titties, I just love sitting here
and see you looking at them.
   "Now what do you think about you and I buying Dad's old truck?"
   "I think it's a great idea, I'll ask him tonight."
   "Let me ask him, you know when I sit on his lap, he'll hug me and tell
me yes, no matter what.  You keep Mom busy in the kitchen, she always likes
for you to talk to her while she's fixing supper.  Be sure to hug her, she
loves that, she told me once that she was afraid you were getting older and
didn't want her to hug you anymore.  Eddie, you really do need to hug Mom
more often, you used to always hang onto her and hug yourself to her big
titties.  Mom liked that too, she told me."
   "Anyway at the supper table, I'll bring it up; I'll tell Mom that I
asked Dad, about you and me buying his truck, you can tell me that it
sounds like a great idea since both of us work so hard on the paper route.
Tell Mom and Dad that you want to start dating, and you want to ask Justine
out to a movie and you will even take me with you.  I know Mom will agree
if you look at her and say 'please Mom'."
   "You are a conniving little devil, and I'm sure glad you're my sister."
I looked at her and kissed her cheek.
   "Now let's go fix some tuna sandwiches and some hot noodles, I'm
hungry."
   "Eddie?"
   "Yes."
   "Could I really go to the movie with you and Justine, we could go to the
drive in."
   "If Mom and Dad let us buy his old truck, I'll ask Justine out, if her
Mom will let her, and you can g too.  Heck you and I will go and celebrate
ourselves."
   "I like that idea too, a date with my big brother."
   "Eddie, help me put my hair back in a ponytail, I never can get it as
tight as you and Mom." She said when we got to the kitchen.
   I turned to face her and she was standing by the door, her arms over her
head, her hands pulling her long hair back.
   Becky was naked under the tee shirt.  I could see her small pussy; she
had a thin sprinkling of light colored hair on the sides, and just a half
dollar size patch on her small mound above her tiny split.
   "Turn around so I can get to your hair." I told her and she turned and
stood close to me with her butt cheeks against my jeans.  I knew she felt
me get hard and I moved back and took the large rubber band and fixed her
hair.
   Becky backed up and pressed her butt to me and turned her head to kiss
me real quick and smile.
   "Eddie had you ever kissed a girl before?"
   "No, but I think I'd like kissing you Becky."
   "I've never kissed a boy either, do you think we could kiss each other
now?"
   "I thought you said Mom told you we shouldn't be doing things together."
   "But we'll only be kissing, it's not like we'll be doing other things.
Besides, Mom said that as long as we didn't put your dick in my pussy we
wouldn't be doing incest."
   "What do you know about 'other things' anyway?"
   "Nothing, I don't know anything about boys and girls except what Mom has
told me and what you and I have seen with each other.  If we didn't treat
each other the way we did, I wouldn't even know that."
   "Well all I know is what I've heard other boys tell, and I know they're
lying about most of it.  I have seen some pictures though and I think one
day I'd like to try some of the things I saw."
   "What kind of pictures, where did you see them, have you still got them,
can I see them Eddie?"
   "Whoa, wait a minute.  These aren't pictures a brother shows his
fourteen year old sister."
   "So you do have them, do they show a boy and a girl fucking?"
   "Becky, let's eat our food before it gets cold, you want a Coke or tea?"
   "Coke."
   "Eddie you just got to show me the pictures, how many do you have
anyway?"
   "I never counted them; I guess there are maybe two dozen."
   "Do they show it all, can you see everything?"
   "Becky please, let's eat; then we'll see."
   "We'll see them right, you'll show the pictures to me?"
   "If you go in there right now and put your hand on Mom's Bible and swear
that you will never tell anyone you saw these pictures, or that I ever
showed you any kind of sex picture, I will show you." Becky ran down the
hall and into Mom and Dad's room, she came back with Mom's Bible in one
hand and her other on top.
   "I swear Eddie, I'll never tell anyone.  I'd never get you in trouble, I
love you."
   "I love you too, now put the Bible up."
   "Eddie come on, hurry and let's eat, if I see something I'm not sure
about, will you explain it to me?" Becky said as she ran back and sat down
at the table.
   "Becky, it's not like I know it all, I've never done any more than you
have, I just know how it's done and have seen these pictures that leave no
doubt about what men and women do in bed; and as you will see, in other
places."
   "Oh Wow, really.  Hurry and put some noodles on our plates, I'm
excited."
   It was four o'clock when we finished the tuna sandwiches and noodles
with spicy hot tomato soup poured over them, Becky must have been too
excited when she poured the hot sauce out of the little red bottle, this
was smoking hot.
   Mom and Dad get home about the same time each day, one may beat the
other by a few minutes, but by five thirty both would come through the
door, grab a beer and sit on the couch, talk and relax.
   This was their time of day and Becky and I usually were getting
homework, but we were out of school now so we walked down to the river to
see how cold the water was.
   The river runs out of the mountains to the west and is always cold; in
the warm months we swim and play and have fun, we lay on the bank and look
at the clouds and we talk and fall asleep.
   Today I knew there wouldn't be any falling asleep.  I took the cigar box
that had my stash of dirty pictures I had sent off for in the mail.
   I was scared half to death that day I mailed the money order from the
post office; I just knew something would happen and I'd get caught.  It
didn't and I didn't, and when they came in the mail, wrapped in brown
wrapping paper, my heart was beating three times as fast as normal.
   I went into the bathroom and opened the package, the first picture I saw
was a four by five black and white and showed a girl naked on a bed, her
legs spread wide and her pussy wet.
   I had already gotten a hard on while I was opening the package, but when
I saw this first picture, I got a super hard on.
   I sat and looked at the pictures and the first one was just a teaser for
the others.  There were some of the same girl with a rubber dick in her
pussy, then she and another girl were sucking a man's dick.  His dick was
not near as big as mine and I felt good about that.  Hell, mine was twice
as big.
   Then the rest were of the man fucking each girl and some of him licking
their pussies too.
   I pulled my pants off and jacked off twice as I looked at the counter
where the pictures were spread out, I shot more cum into that commode that
day than ever before.
   I took a wash cloth to bed with me and just the thought of the pictures
hidden in my closet made me get hard and I jacked off again.
   In the shower the next morning with Becky at the sink brushing her
teeth, I jacked off once more and just as I shot my stuff out, I looked
through the glass to see her pull her shirt over her head and walk out. 
The glass is blurry, but I saw her breasts and her naked butt.  I shot cum
down the drain for what seemed like forever.
   I washed the tub and shower and got out, feeling guilty that I had
jacked off thinking of my sister.  She was only thirteen at the time.
   Now we were ready to go to the river and look at dirty pictures and
explore.
   I had pulled my swim trunks on and Becky had her cutoff shorts on, the
ones with the holes in the seat; she was naked underneath them, I could see
her smooth butt skin as she walked the narrow path in front of me, keeping
up a steady chatter about finally getting to see the real thing.
   "Eddie, do the girl looks like she enjoys being naked, I think I would
like to be naked if I knew I'd never be caught, I'd just die if someone saw
me, I think."
   "You'll see Becky, and you can decide if you think the girls in the
pictures are having fun or are just doing it for pay."
   "You said girls, are there more than one?"
   "Three different ones I think, some pictures have all three plus the man
in them."
   "Is there more than one man?"
   "No."
   "How does one man do things with three girls at the same time?"
   "You'll see, lets sit over here on this old log and you can see them
all."
   I sat straddle the log and Becky did too, facing me, our knees touching
as I opened the box and handed her a picture.
   "Shit Eddie, they're really doing it, he has his dick in her pussy
doesn't he?"
   "Yes, just take your time, look at each one and hand them back, I'll
hold the ones you've seen already."
   "OOOOOH, this one is really a close up Eddie; it shows the wet stuff on
both of them."
   "Yes, that comes from her mostly, when the woman gets excited."
   "How do you know that?"
   "I read it in a book."
   "You have books too?"
   "Just a couple of dirty novels that get really plain and use dirty words
to tell what the people are doing."
   "A story about people fucking?"
   "Yes and some are younger than us."
   "Can I read them, how many do you have?"
   "Three, but if you promise not to tell, I can get some more of them at
the drug store."
   "Really, I want to read them all, oh shit look at this Eddie, the girls
are licking the man's dick.  He sure has a big one doesn't he.  I never
knew they got that big, I'm not sure I could get that in me like she is. 
Is yours that big Eddie?"
   "Well, yes, actually his isn't that big at all."
   "You mean yours is bigger or you have seen boys with bigger ones."
   "Mine is way bigger, when it gets hard that is.  I've never seen another
boys' dick though."
   "His is hard now, right?"
   "Yes."
   "And yours is bigger than his?"
   "Yes, a whole lot bigger Becky, but you need to look at the pictures, we
can't stay too long, Mom and Dad will be home soon."
   "Whoa, look at this one, do men really do this to a girl, I mean he is
licking her down there."
   "Yes, when you read the books, you will learn more about what men and
women do, and one is a story about teens like us, a boy and a girl cousin
that love each other the way these people do."
   "Do those books have pictures too?"
   "No, just the front cover, and most of them are drawings of boys and
girls and men and women.  Some are about girls and men and boys and women."
   "You need to get some more Eddie, I want to read about girls and boys
and girls and men."
   "You haven't even read the ones I have already yet."
   "I'll give you the money, how much are they?"
   "Most sell for less than five dollars, some as little as three dollars."
   "I'll give you twenty dollars and I'll go with you to the drug store."
   "You can't be seen back there where the books are on the shelf.  I'll
get the books."
   "I want to be in the store, please, I want to know you are buying me
some dirty books."
   "Well, you can stop at the magazine rack up front where all the
Hollywood and teen magazines are.  I'll take twenty dollars of my money and
buy some too,"
   "YES, damn look at this one Eddie, the one girl is licking the other
girl while the man in behind her, you can see his dick going in her pussy
too."
   "Eddie, look the man is rubbing his dick as he stands over the girls, is
he going to shoot his stuff on them?"
   "Yes there's a picture there that shows him jacking off and shooting his
cum on both girls, you can see it on them."
   "He's jacking off?"
   "Yes, that's what it's called."
   "Do you jack off Eddie?"
   "Yes, do you ever touch yourself?"
   "Yes, and I feel so good, but just when I get to a really good place, I
lose it, why is that, don't girls get cums too?"
   "Yes, when you read a few of the books, you will know more, I've never
done anything except jack off and look at pictures, so I can't really tell
you a lot about how girls feel."
   "Will you show me sometime, how you jack off?"
   "Becky, I don't think we need to be doing that."
   "I'll show you, I'll get naked and rub my pussy and show you at the same
time if you will, have you ever seen a real live pussy?"
   "No."
   "Good, mine will be the first and yours will be my first dick."
   "Becky we need to hurry and get back to the house."
   "Will you let me see your dick up close before we go?"
   "Becky."
   "Please Eddie, I'll pull my shorts off and let you see my pussy, you can
even feel it if you want to."
   "Hurry, we need to go." I said and stood up and moved away from the log
as she turned and sat facing me on it.
   I pulled my swim trunks down and my dick sprang straight out toward her
face.
   "Whoa, I love your dick; you are more than twice as big as that man is.
Eddie you have a really long dick, do you think you'll ever get this thing
inside a girls pussy.  I want to touch you." Becky said and grabbed me just
under the head of my dick.
   "You were going to show me." I said and she jumped to her feet, in one
swift move, she was naked from the waist down.  Becky sat back down on the
log and pulled her legs wide apart.  She rubbed her naked pussy as she
started to bounce her butt up and down.  I saw her pussy get wet and then
her fingers were all wet.
   I knelt between her spread legs and watched as she rubbed herself
faster.
   "Touch my pussy Eddie; I want you to touch me there."
   I reached out and placed my fingers on her little pussy and she was wet,
I rubbed her and she squealed.
   "That felt good Eddie, do it like I was." She looked at me and I rubbed
her fast up and down her little slit.  Becky reached out and touched my
dick now, and I closed my eyes, well really, they rolled back in my head;
it felt so good.
   "Eddie, something is happening, rub me faster." Becky said as she rubbed
my dick up and down like I was doing.
   My finger slipped into her tight little slit and Becky jumped then took
her other hand and pulled my hand tighter to her wet pussy.
   Becky was really wet now and I was about to shoot.  I felt a little bump
inside her pussy, like a big pimple, when I rubbed it she went crazy and I
rubbed it hard and fast now as she opened her legs wider and pulled my hand
tighter to her pussy.
   My finger was still rubbing her little bump when she jerked my hand
tighter; I felt the next finger go inside her hole and she bucked real hard
and looked up at me.  She screamed and pulled my hand until two fingers
went into her tight pussy hole.
   "Now Eddie, now do me, I want to do you and see you shoot like the man
was.  OH MY GOD Eddie, your dick is really big now and look how the skin
that was covering the end has rolled back and now the end is all swelled up
and huge."
   Becky was spread as wide as she could, I was leaning in close on my
knees as we rubbed each other and she was going wild as she moved my hand
on her pussy and her hand on my dick.
   Becky pulled my dick close to her small pussy; my dick touched her pussy
as we rubbed each other.  Becky screamed again and I shot my stuff all over
her pussy, her belly and her wide open thighs.  I felt her pussy as she
spasmed and clenched my fingers inside her tight, wet hole.
   There was a big glob of cum still hanging under the head of my dick and
Becky leaned over and sucked it off.  It felt so good, I shot my cum in her
mouth and she gagged as she jerked back; then while I was shooting more,
she put her mouth over me and swallowed the rest.
   "I got my cum too Eddie, I really got a good one, then I got one more
that was almost as good.  When your dick touched my pussy and your fingers
went deep in my hole, I felt like my guts were caught in a whirlpool and I
was being sucked under.  That was really good; Eddie did you like it too."
   "It was my best ever and when you licked me I didn't even know I was
going to shoot again, then you put my dick in your mouth and I just kept on
shooting more and more and you started drinking it."
   "I like the taste now, at first it made me gag, then all of a sudden my
pussy went wild and I wanted to swallow all of it.  I want you to lick my
pussy next time Eddie."
   "Becky we can't be doing this, we just got excited and went too far is
all.  You said you told Mom we wouldn't do sex things."
   "Eddie, we didn't do anything wrong, we don't have to do this anymore if
you don't want to, but I sure did like seeing your big dick and lick it."
   "We'll talk more about this, let's get cleaned up and get back to the
house."
   "Eddie I want one more thing and I promise I won't ask for anything else
that we haven't done.  Will you suck my nipples, please, just one time?"
   I pulled Becky's shirt up over her breasts and leaned down to take one
of her sharp pointed nipples in my mouth, I got as excited as she was and
started sucking her real hard and fast.  Becky grabbed my dick and started
to rub me again.  I put two fingers in her pussy now and started to work
them in and out really fast as she moved her hips.
   I was kneeling close to her as we rubbed each other faster and faster, I
leaned too far and she reached up to hold my neck as I sucked first one
then the other of her tiny nipples.  Her breasts were firm and smooth and I
tried to get them in my mouth.
   I felt my dick touch her wet pussy again and she shoved her hips
forward, my dick almost went in her, the head of my dick was between my
sister's pussy lips.  I jerked back and she wanted me there again, I rubbed
her sopping wet pussy and she rubbed my swollen dick.  I shot off again,
covering her wet, dripping pussy and her legs.
   I pulled Becky up and we walked naked to the waters edge where we
squatted in the cold water as I washed her pussy, belly and legs.  She
washed my dick in the cold water and I started to shrink.
   She was squatted just above the water and I took my fingers and washed
her pussy out good, we smiled and she kissed me on the mouth.
   I was instantly hard again.
   "Stand up and bend over like the girl in the pictures." I told her.
   In an instant she was standing and bent forward from the waist.
   I leaned over and smelled her, then I licked her and she jumped.  I
pulled her back and licked her again as I held her hips with my hands.
   Becky pushed back against me now and I sucked her tight little pussy
hard; I remembered the small bump she enjoyed having me rub, I found it now
with my tongue.  Becky screamed and pushed back for more; I ran my tongue
as deep as I could inside her now and she was moving her butt so fast, she
was fucking my face with her pussy.
   I sucked her to me and she let go another cum, I kept sucking and she
got another.  I reached under her now and grabbed her swollen breasts and
pinched her nipples as I pulled her back.  Becky got another cum.
   My face was slick and her wetness was running down my neck onto my
chest.
   I was sucking now and swallowing just as she had done me earlier.
   I heard her screaming again and it finally registered to me, she was
yelling STOP.
   I stood up and Becky did too.  She shocked me when she turned and put
her lips on mine and kissed me, sucking her juices from my mouth and
licking my face and neck to get more.
   "Eddie?" Becky asked as we washed each other once more.
   "Yes."
   "We WILL do this again, and Mom told me as long as you never put your
dick in me, there will be nothing wrong with what we do, we will have fun
and make each other cum all the time, I want to read the stories to you,
can I?"
   "Sure, I'll even read some of them to you.
   Mom beat Dad home today, it was Friday and he always had to work later
at the hardware store, with people coming in for supplies they needed for
weekend projects.  They were just as busy on Saturday mornings too as even
more people realized they had forgotten something or they decided to start
today on the project they had been putting off.
   Mom came through the door with a smile on her face, she was one of the
happiest people I have ever known and it really has rubbed off on Becky and
me.
   Mom was just as bad as Becky when it came to getting out of her clothes,
especially on Friday's.  Though I had never seen my Mom completely naked, I
had made every effort to get glimpses; I was just too slow most of the
time.
   Becky and I were on the couch, watching TV.  We were both dressed in tee
shirts and boxers, with our feet up on the coffee table.  I saw Mom smiling
and I knew she was happy for a special reason today.
   Mom wore a starched white blouse that buttoned up the front and a loose
fitting skirt that came to her knees, she was already unbuttoning the
blouse as she came to where we were, then I watched as she reached back to
unzip her skirt.  Though it didn't fall from her hips, it did slip down to
show her blue boxers.
   "Hi Becky, Hi Eddie, come give Mom a big hug, I got a raise today and I
am on top of the world." Mom said as she threw her arms in the air and
laughed, her skirt slipping lower now.
   We both jumped up ran to her; Becky got there first and they hugged and
Mom was patting Becky on her butt and Becky was holding Mom tight.
   "Come here you good looking man you, I want a big hug from you." Mom
said as she grabbed me and pulled me to her.  Her blouse was open all the
way now and when Mom hugged me, her blouse opened and she hugged me to her
big bra covered breasts.  I felt the heat from her as we hugged, she was
patting me on the butt like she had Becky and I got a hard on when she
rubbed my butt through the thin boxers.
   Mom and I were turning as we hugged each other, I was laughing and she
was too, when her skirt fell from her hips, she kicked it away from her. 
We both grabbed Becky and hugged her into our embrace now and we all danced
and laughed.
   Becky winked at me, then reached around Mom and loosened the hooks on
her bra that was already showing the tops of her huge breasts.
   "Becky you little twit, run get me a tee shirt so I can start supper,
we're going to have steak and gravy and homemade rolls tonight."
   "Eddie you come back here, I am tired of you not hugging me like you
used to, I need another big hug.  Just because Becky has me nearly naked
doesn't mean my son cant love his Mom." She grabbed me and this time her
bra slid down her arms to her wrists.
   With a flick of her wrists her bra was in the floor and I was staring at
my Mom's bare breasts.  Damn were they better than I had even imagined,
then Mom hugged me right up between them and we danced and twirled and I
got a raging hard on now.
   Becky had told me she wore a size 32B bra and that Mom wore a 36B.  I
never knew what those numbers meant until now.  I love Mom's breasts, they
stand out so far, that when Mom hugged me, I stooped down and they were on
my shoulders when I stood up.  I was a little taller than Mom now, and here
she was still hugging me and smiling as Becky brought her the tee shirt.
   "Wow, Mom that is wild, can I hug my titties to Eddie too?" Becky said
and jerked her tee shirt over her head.
   We hugged again, then we held hands like we used to do when Becky and I
were small and played with our Mom; we swung around and around, leaning
back and going faster and faster in our circle.
   My dick was raging hard and I needed to stop, Mom was going to see me
and I would be so embarrassed.
   We slowed down now and Mom took the tee shirt Becky had and pulled it
over her large breasts, they seemed to bounce up inside her shirt as she
pulled the shirt down over them.
   "Thank you both, I am just so proud of you.  Thank you for letting me be
silly and celebrate with you.  Eddie come give Mom one more good hug." Mom
grabbed me and pulled me to her.  My dick went right between her legs as
she stood on her toes.
   Mom grabbed me by my butt cheeks and pulled me to her tighter, I reached
and grabbed Mom the same way, my hands grasping her firm buttocks through
the flimsy boxers, my dick deep between her thighs as she looked at me and
smiled.
   "My baby boy has grown up to be a very big man, I'm proud that you still
love me, even though you are embarrassed to hold me tight.  Today was
special, with you and Becky, we need to be closer, we've grown apart since
you've gotten older and the paper route takes all of yours and Becky's
time."
   "Mom you're right, we need to be like this more often, I love to hug and
dance with you like we did as kids.  I have never in my life seen you with
your breasts exposed, and in front of Eddie too." Becky said as we followed
Mom to the kitchen now.
   "I was so excited about my raise and when you loosened my bra, I just
felt like I was a girl again and I wanted to have fun."
   "We loved it Mom, we need to do this more often, I also felt like we
were little again and playing in the yard like we used to.
   "Just never tell your Dad, he wouldn't understand and I would never want
him to know that I danced naked with my kids."
   "As long as we can do this every Friday afternoon, we won't snitch.  But
the next time we will all be naked." Becky said.
   "Since I am blackmailed, I will have to give in and strip naked when I
get home on Friday's now." Mom said as she hugged us once more before she
started preparing the meat she had in the refrigerator.
   
  
JRyter's The Paper Route Chap. 01