Cathy had a very difficult day at school the next day. Ordinarily a very good student, she couldn't concentrate on anything.
Furthermore, with all the spying on her mother's and father's fucking and sucking, with all the masturbating she had done herself, she hadn't done any homework at all.
For Cathy, that was unusual, and since it was spring, her teachers tended to be a little bit indulgent.
But Cathy had a lot of work to make up when she got home from school that day. She was determined to do it all, and she went right to her room, turned on her radio to a mellow station, and dug right in.
The French and the English lessons were easy. But she started to have problems with the algebra after the third problem. She got part of it done, and then got stuck.
Jimmy would be the answer. He always came to her with the English and the French, and she always went to him with the algebra, and the geometry. She walked down the hall to his room.
She raised her arm to knock, but noticed that the door was partially open; she peered through the crack in the door.
What she saw really turned her on, really delighted her and made her pussy cream. Her brother was lying on his bed.
His pants and underpants were lying in a heap on the floor. His huge prick was standing straight up from his belly, and he was gripping it with his fist.
Jimmy's dick was as large as his father's. Cathy felt her pussy creaming as she watched it. She licked her lips, wishing that she could have his big dick stuffing her cunt.
He was muttering as his big, athlete's hand pumped on the cock. He started to pull harder on the shaft. He kept pulling on it, until his hips started to move up and down. His breathing became rather short and staccato-like. Judging from his breathing, Cathy assumed that he was on the verge of coming.
"Ohhh, I'm coming! Ohh, that's it, Suzy, pull on it harder!"
Cathy gasped. Suzy Wood was the twin sister of Stephanie, Cathy's best friend. Cathy knew that Jimmy dated Suzy a lot and Cathy had heard that Suzy put out for a lot of boys.
Jimmy was on the verge of coming. He dug his heels deep into the mattress, and spread his legs even further. Cathy was wet already, but the sight of her brother getting so frantic, caused Cathy's blood to boil in her veins.
She lifted her skirt, and she slid two of her fingers down into her swollen, hot and throbbing pussy meat. She started to masturbate wildly. And while she was frigging herself, watching her brother masturbate, she wished that her brother's nice big peter were stuck in her hot little, untouched hole.
Cathy felt the need to suck on it, to play with it, to feel what it was like.
Jimmy's face became anguished as his climax approached.
"It's coming. Ohhh, yes, Suzy. Keep pumping that thing!"
All of a sudden, a huge spray of white scum started to shoot out of the head of his prick and made an arc in the air, landing on his bare, flat belly.
By this time, Cathy was beside herself. She couldn't take it any more.
Her knees started to weaken and she collapsed on the floor, still fingering herself.
Her legs were wide open. Her buttocks muscles rippled as she felt her own orgasm ripple through her. She started to shake, and she came, right there on the hall floor in front of Jimmy's room, the algebra book forgotten on the floor beside her.
Oodles of her juice flowed from her cunt. She felt it trickling down her ass crack, staining her panties thoroughly.
She took several deep breaths, to recuperate from the violence of her orgasm, and then she picked herself up off the floor, adjusted her clothes, and went back to her room.
She wanted to give Jimmy time to recover from his orgasm, and to get dressed. Frigging herself was no longer enough. Cathy figured that Jimmy would need about ten or fifteen minutes.
In her aroused state, that was enough time to frig herself again.
"Damn!" she muttered to herself.
She had been determined to finish all her homework, and here she was masturbating again, so horny that she couldn't even concentrate.
She had never seen a cock shoot scum before, although she knew instantly what it was. It looked so delicious that she felt terribly hungry to taste it. Her affection and desire for her brother grew.
His cock had been every bit as big as her father's, and Jimmy was a very popular boy in school.
So his cock couldn't be too big for the girls, because if it were, they wouldn't go out with him a second time.
Cathy lay down on the bed, after removing her panty hose, and her soaking wet panties. She brought the panties to her nose to sniff them.
She liked the smell of her juices. It turned her on even more than usual.
She wanted something stuffed up her cunt desperately, and then she gasped. She did have something she could stick up her overheated twat!
There were candles in the holder on her bureau. They were nice and thick and white.
She was a little scared about using them, but her desperately horny state made it imperative that she use something.
She went over to the bureau and extracted the candle from its holder, and brought it back to bed with her.
She spread her long, slender thighs wide apart, and pressed the end of the candlestick against her dripping twat. She was a little cautious.
She didn't know if she wanted to break her hymen or not, so her thrusting was shallow.
She started to masturbate with the candle. It got soaked with her juices. She slowly started to draw it in and out of her raw cunt, trying to imitate her father's thrusting motions, to see what it felt like.
She had never felt such pressure in her life. Having the candlestick up her twat was better than her fingers!
She started to moan and whisper to herself.
"Oh, Jimmy, what a nice big peter you've got. Come on, stick it into my cunt. Come on, please? Oh, please, please, Jimmy. I need it so bad. Oh, yes, that's nice. That feels good, that feels very good."
Cathy started to lick her lips as her mouth went dry with her growing passion. She began to thrust her hips upward, driving the candle in a little further.
"Ohh, yes, lover. Faster, faster, keep it up. Oh, ahhhh! I love it!"
Cathy moved the candle faster and faster, trying to imagine that it was Jimmy's prick.
As her passion grew she thrust it in until the end of the candle came in contact with her hymen. She pulled the candle out somewhat, as she felt a slight sting. She was afraid the candle would hurt her.
Better have a peter push through that barrier between her and her sexuality. She kept pumping in shallow strokes, feeling the candle becoming coated fabulously with her slimy slick syrup. She rubbed her clit with her other hand, and felt more pleasure rising in her. She started to feel her orgasm rippling deep in her cunt. Her juices flowed more freely.
She started to tingle from the top of her head to the toes of her curled feet. She started to feel herself coming.
"Oh, please, please! Make me come with your peter. Jimmy, please, oh, I love it! Please put it all the way in and shoot your juice into me.
Make me come. Let me have it, please!"
She rubbed her clit harder and harder, until she felt the orgasm convulsing her body.
"Ohh, I'm coming, ohhh, that's good! Oh, Jimmy!" she gasped, as her orgasm washed over her violently.
She felt her sex sweat pouring off her body as her orgasm peaked. Her body arched up off the bed, taut with the pleasurable convulsions which ripped through her.
Then her body collapsed suddenly, and she lay still, her lovely chest heaving with her labored breath.
Cathy felt that she had to do something, and do it fast. She thought seriously of going into her brother's room and begging him to fuck her.
But she knew he would get angry, and she didn't want to make him angry, in case she needed a favor from him.
She sighed, and got up. She still had the algebra to do. Reluctantly, she put her panties back on, and her panty hose, and went to her brother's room, knocking on the door.
"Yeah!"
"Jimmy, it's Cathy. I need some help."
Boy did she need help, she thought. She needed to have her cherry busted in the worst, possible way.
"O.K.," Jimmy said, and Cathy pushed the door open. Jimmy was at his desk, studying. Cathy felt her cunt creaming as she walked into the room. She remembered what her brother's cock had looked like when he had been masturbating. That would have been enough, but she had seen it shoot, and the thought of all that creamy jizz, which could have been pouring into her cunt, instead of being wasted on his strong manly belly, drove her crazy!
Jimmy helped her with her algebra. It was a difficult chore, because Cathy was so very horny that her mind kept wandering away.
"Come on, Sis!" Jimmy exclaimed with irritation. "You're smarter than that. What's the matter?"
"Oh, nothing.
"You have a problem?"
Cathy sighed. What could she say? She'd only have another argument with Jimmy, and right now he was being very patient and nice to her. Jimmy was always nice to her except when he was being bossy.
Somehow or other, she managed to get her homework all done, including her history, and the history teacher had given the class an exceptionally long assignment that day.
Then she went to bed. She frigged herself to sleep until well after her parents had gone to bed.
She even got up and went to her parents' bedroom, hoping to see them fucking again, but their door was closed, and when Cathy pressed her ear against it, she couldn't hear anything.
She had probably waited too long.
The next day in school, Cathy really tried to fight the problem of her growing sexual frustration. She paid as much attention as she could in the classes, and raised her hand a lot, just to let the teachers know that she was with it.
Tonight was going to be a fun night, she thought. Her parents were going to a dinner dance, and Jimmy and Cathy would be alone in the house. They usually made some junk food, or ordered in pizza. Their parents were nuts about balanced meals and the two young people seldom got to taste the real garbage food that lots of teenagers liked.
Jimmy came to her table at noon time.
"Do you mind staying in the house alone for a couple of hours?" he asked.
"Of course not, silly!" Cathy said.
"Well, I just wanted to know. I have basketball practice tonight. But I'll be home about eight-thirty. Is that OK with you?"
"Sure, Jimmy. I'll make supper for both of us."
Jimmy looked at her grinning.
"Why don't we order in pizza?"
"We had pizza the last time Mom and Dad were out."
"Well, what do you want?"
"How about Chinese food?"
"Nah! I had Chinese food with the guys night before last."
Cathy sighed. Sometimes Jimmy was more exasperating than other times.
"How about if I make supper for us?"
Jimmy frowned. "I don't know about that. What do you want to make."
"Steak and home fries, and a salad?"
"That would be O.K. if you don't wreck everything."
"Of course I won't!"
"O.K.! O.K.! That sounds fine. Then we'll have steak and home fries.
Put lots of onions in the home fries, huh?"
"Yeah," Cathy said.
The biggest troublemaker, and the hottest stud in Cathy's class watched the two young people talking.
Wayne had had a hard-on for Cathy all year. She had really grown up over the summer, and seemed to develop more and more all through the school year. She was a knock-out, the best-looking girl in class.
But she sure as shit wasn't an easy lay.
He was sitting at a table in the cafeteria with Ron and Whitey.
Wayne turned to his two friends.
"I'm gonna get into Cathy's pussy if it's the last thing I do," he said.
"You sure about that?" Whitey asked.
"Yeah, why?" Wayne asked.
"Don't you know about her brother?"
"What about him?"
"If Jimmy Jones ever catches you with his sister, or finds out that you got to her, he'll mop up the floor with you."
"Bullshit!" Wayne retorted to Whitey.
"Whitey's right," Ron said, interfering. "If I were you, I'd chicken out."
"What in hell for? He can't do anything to me."
"Bullshit!" Ron retorted. "He's the best wrestler and weight-lifter in the whole school, and that includes the senior varsity guys," Ron said.
"We'll see about that," Wayne said.
Cathy was dreaming on her way home from school. She wanted to get fucked so bad, she was seriously thinking of seducing her brother that very night. Her parents wouldn't be home until after eleven o'clock.
Cathy almost cursed her brother out for going to basketball practice.
That took a lot of time away from her, time she would need to effect her plan.
Walking a good ten feet behind her, unnoticed by the day-dreaming luscious little nymphet was Wayne.
Wayne was the kind of guy who was always in trouble, and the brother of a girl he had the hots for was not about to stop him in his full pursuit of her cunt. He liked the idea of the risk he was taking.
His prick was throbbing with his lust. It was so big and heavy that it almost burst through his pants.
They were nearing Cathy's house. He had to get her, he said to himself.
He had to have her!
His steps quickened as Cathy approached the gate leading to her house.
Cathy noticed the footsteps behind her, finally, as Wayne approached.
As she came abreast of her house, she turned slightly, to see who was trying to catch up with her.
Her breath choked in her throat. It was Wayne, the baddest, sexiest stud in her class. He seemed to be approaching her, and Cathy couldn't understand it. Wayne had never seemed to know that she existed.
But he knew she existed know. Cathy sighted up and down the street, and right now, she and he were the only persons on the quiet tree-lined avenue. She decided to play it to the hilt.
Since her brother was a long shot, she might as well play Wayne to the hilt. She needed to get her pussy stuffed, and she knew that Wayne had a reputation for not taking no for an answer.
The very idea of it sent lustful shivers of anticipatory pleasure coursing through her body.
"C-C-Cathy!" Wayne hollered, as he ran toward her.
"Why, Wayne Johnson! What a pleasant surprise!" Cathy drawled, trying to make her voice as sexy as possible.
Wayne came abreast of her, and stood in front of her panting.
"How are you?" she asked, batting her eyelashes.
"I-I'm fine. How are you?"
"I'm very well, thank you. What brings you here?"
Wayne blushed. He wasn't quite sure how to go about it, he knew a lot of easy lays, and all he did was ask. But he didn't want to appear too crude to Cathy. For all he knew, she was a virgin, and the wrong move, or too aggressive a move would turn her off.
"I, well, I'm having trouble with my biology. I was wondering if you had an hour or so to help me out."
Cathy's pussy creamed, and her knees turned to jelly.
"Why, of course, Wayne," she said.
She opened the gate, and walked toward the porch, Wayne following her.
Cathy made a point of swiveling her hips in the sexiest way she knew how.
When the two of them were in the house, Cathy ushered Wayne into the living room.
"Would you like to have a drink with me?" she asked, mimicking her mother, who was an extremely gracious hostess.
"Well, I have to be home soon, but I guess it's all right. Is anybody else in?"
"No," Cathy smiled. "My parents went out to a dinner dance, and Jimmy won't be home until late-very late! He has basketball practice."
Cathy wanted it made very clear that Wayne had a clear field, for whatever purpose he had in mind, and Cathy didn't care what his purpose was, as long as it was sexual!
"What do you want to drink?" Cathy asked, leaning against the door of the living room, which led to the dining room, and through the dining room to the kitchen. She leaned in profile, arching her body forward so that Wayne could get a good look at her breasts, and her long, willowy body. Her intention was to inflame him, and she did!
"Unh, Coke?"
"Sure, Wayne," Cathy cooed. She walked out to the kitchen, and poured two Cokes, and came back.
Wayne was sitting on the couch. Cathy sat beside him, very, very close to him. She hiked her skirt up slightly, just enough to reveal about half her thigh.
Her eyes veered in the direction of Wayne's crotch, and she saw something that pleased her enormously!
Wayne's cock was very, very hard. It bulged against the fabric of his jeans. Cathy had the urge to reach over and cover the glorious mound of man meat with her soft palm.
She could hear Wayne breathing heavily.
"Cathy, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure," Cathy said, hearing her voice squeak because her throat was so dry. She took a sip of the coke.
"Can I-well, we haven't really got to know each other. What I mean to say is…well," Wayne said, his throat sounding as if it were equally dry, "can I…?"
"Can you what, Wayne?"
Cathy's brother had insisted to her that men were turned off by aggressive women. She wanted to kiss Wayne in the worst way! He was so tall and handsome and good-looking.
He would do just as well as her brother, although Cathy wasn't sure she wanted to give up the idea of doing it with her brother.
Right now, her body was squirming on the couch. She felt the heat from Wayne's body, and his breath was puffing hotly on her face, which only turned her on more.
She bit her tongue, waiting for him to ask her to fuck him. She was sure that's what he would do.
"Well, I want to thank you for the Coke!" Wayne said, picking it up off the coffee table, and drinking it with thirsty gulps that Cathy could hear.
Again, the sound turned her on, just like the heat from his body, the bulge in his pants, and the sound of his breathing turned her on.
Cathy felt as if she were on fire. She wanted Wayne in the worst possible way. She wanted Wayne so bad that her cunt ached.
As a matter of fact, Cathy's cunt ached so badly, that she would have taken anyone at that moment who had a cock which could pop her cherry!
"Oh, come off it, Wayne!" she exclaimed, getting irritated as her nerves screamed for release from the tension which had built in her young ardent body. Her pussy was creaming so badly, that her panties were soaked clear through. The sticky fluid was coating the inner flesh of her trembling thighs. She spread them slightly, trying to cool off her cunt a little. She didn't want to turn Wayne off.
"What do you mean?" Wayne asked, getting a little edgy himself.
"That's not a question," she said. She turned to him and gave him her brightest smile, and sipped her Coke again, running her tongue sexily over the rim of the glass.
"The Coke's good, huh?" she said.
"Yeah," Wayne said. "Best Coke I ever had."
"Thank you," Cathy said, squirming again.
Now her clitoris was jangling with some very hot emotions. Cathy was afraid she would come before Wayne got around to popping the questionand her cherry shortly thereafter.
Wayne was getting embarrassed by his hard-on. Cathy noticed that he winced when he crossed his leg, trying to hide it.
"Oh, excuse me. I-I wanted to know if I could kiss you."
Cathy feigned surprise, even though it was killing her, and looked at him with her jaw slack.
"Oh!" Wayne exclaimed, seeing the look of astonishment. "I only meant …only if you wanted to kiss me."
"Why do you want to kiss me, Wayne?"
"Because you're so pretty," Wayne said, his voice getting guttural.
"I've been looking at you all year. You're really…well…!"
Cathy saw his Adam's apple move as he gulped again with nervousness.
With enormous calculation Cathy put her hand on Wayne's knee.
"Well," she said, looking down, fluttering her eye lashes, and trying to act demure. "Well, if you want to!"
"Oh, I do!" Wayne said. His hand came out timidly and touched Cathy's dimpled knee. Cathy almost jumped when she felt Wayne's hand on her knee. She wanted to throw herself on him.
But she held back, remembering what her brother said.
Wayne kept his hand on her knee for what seemed to Cathy like hours.
She wanted him to reach out and kiss her, but Wayne seemed far from ready to kiss her.
He sure acted shy for someone who was known as the class stud!
Maybe he just acted that way with strange girls. Maybe, Cathy thought, she should take the ball in her own hands, and call the shots.
She looked up at him, and slowly leaned forward. She aimed for his mouth, and then decided that maybe that wouldn't be the right thing to do-too brazen!
She kissed him slightly to the left of the corner of his mouth, softly.
The very touch of her lips on his inflamed her further.
Wayne's mouth moved closer to Cathy's, until his lips were about half covering hers. Cathy liked the kiss, but that wasn't all that she wanted.
She felt Wayne's hand begin to slip up from her knee, and caress her thigh. She decided to follow suit.
She brought her hand up softly, until it was within inches of his burgeoning cock. She could almost feel the heat of it, as she raised her hand as close to his meat as she dared without actually touching it.
"Oh, Cathy…" Wayne moaned, his voice trembling with passion.
"What?" Cathy asked, wanting him to get the messing around over with!
She had to have his cock.
"Can I…?"
"Can you what?"
"Can I touch you?"
"Oh, yes, Wayne, honey, touch me!" Cathy breathed.
Very slowly, with maddening lack of haste, Wayne's hand moved up over Cathy's thigh until she felt his hand cupping her muff. His touch was so light that she could barely feel his hand, but the warmth from his palm was devastating.
"Oh, Wayne," she said, encouraging him, "that feels so good!"
"Oh, yes, Cathy," Wayne responded. She felt his finger starting to rub up and down over the soggy mess of her panties.
He looked at her, his eyes lust-bright.
"You-you…!" He gulped again.
"What, Wayne?" Cathy asked, her voice acquiring an edge of annoyance in it.
"You can touch me if you want."
She then felt his cock through his pants. It was big and hot and she felt it throbbing. She couldn't stand it one more minute. She didn't care what kind of a hussy he thought she was.
She had to touch his prick.
She pulled his zipper down. Then she reached in, and fumbled around.
Wayne gasped, and his hand tightened as it pressed against her muff.
She felt his fingers prying into her waist band. Then she felt the erotic pleasure of his fingers against her bare wet pussy.
Cathy's hand made contact with Wayne's raging rod, and she gasped. It seemed to be so thick and hard-thicker and harder than her father's or Jimmy's.
She pulled it out of its cotton prison, and looked at it. It was big all right, but it turned out to be not as big as Jimmy's and her father's.
It was do or die for Cathy. She felt her need for cock build in her body until she was shaking like a leaf.
Wayne was moaning and groaning furiously. He started to rub up and down on her pussy furiously, and then his mouth sought hers again.
This time he stuck his tongue in her mouth. Cathy sucked on it, feeling her pussy cream pour in thick warm streams from her very tight love tunnel.
Taking the bull by the horns, she looked up at Wayne.
"Ohhh, I want you to stick that thing up my pussy. It's been wanting a dick for a long time, and now I've got my chance. Please, Wayne!"
Wayne gasped at the boldness of the girl. He appeared not to know exactly what to do. But her words had the desired effect on his dick.
As Cathy held it in her soft, teenaged hand, she felt the throbbing in it increase until it felt like a tom-tom against her flesh.
Cathy leaned backward. Wayne leaned forward, trying to keep contact with her lush, hot body. She threw one leg up on the sofa, leaving her twat more open to the stimulation of Wayne's hand, still dabbling in her pussy.
She pushed his pecker against her soggy pants, and Wayne grunted.
"You gotta take them off!" he gasped.
"What?"
"You gotta take your panties off!"
"Oh, I forgot. See how excited you made me?"
Cathy arched her hips upward, while Wayne inserted his fingers into the waistband of her panties, and then pulled them off.
Cathy pushed her skirt up around her waist.
"Ohhh," Wayne moaned, "you have such a beautiful pussy."
Cathy was just about ready to scream. She wanted his prick in her so badly, that she would have willingly foregone the foreplay.
But Wayne seemed determined to frustrate her to the point of sanity.
Maybe the other girls liked this kind of messing around, but Cathy decided she didn't! She was too hot and horny. She could have dispensed with everything but Wayne's sticking his big cock in her cunt.
Wayne placed his cock at the hot, drooling entrance to her cunt. He grunted as he started to push inward.
At last, Cathy thought! At last it was happening. She was going to have her cherry popped.
She grunted, as she felt the sting of Wayne's cock trying to push into her very tight little twat.
"Unh, Cathy, you're so tight."
"Oh, please, Wayne, get it in there."
"I'll try," he said, grunting again, as he thrust again. Wayne was having a problem. His cock was thick, and Cathy, for all her lubrication, was very, very tight. She spread her legs wider, hoping that way to open the hole a little more, to make Wayne's entrance into her tight cunt easier.
"Oh, hurry, Wayne, I'm so hot!" Cathy begged.
"Unhh! You sure are tight, Cathy. But I'll get it in, if I-I have to kill you!"
He started to enter her tight pussy, stretching the opening slightly.
It hurt Cathy, but she didn't care. She wanted the pleasure of his massive cock stuffing her cunt. Finally he got his cock head in.
"Ooooh!" she said, wincing. "It-it feels so good."
It didn't, really. Or rather, it felt good and bad at the same time.
She felt the bulbous cock head throbbing against her incredibly tight pussy, as Wayne tried to thrust it in even more.
"Ohh!" Cathy said, finally relenting, "that big thing hurts. Be easy, lover, and gentle, please?"
"Sure thing, Cathy, but don't you think you're going too far?"
"No! I want it. I want it so bad that I can taste it in my mouth!"
Cathy squealed. She arched her hips up, but the cock didn't advance any more.
"I hope I can get it into your mouth, because you've got a tight one there, baby, and I may not be able to get it into your cunt."
Cathy moaned. She had a growing fear that her cunt was so tight, she would never be fucked in her life. She envisioned herself as an old maid, taking cock in her mouth because no one could get a cock into her pussy.
Cathy didn't dare to tell Wayne that this was her first real cock. She was afraid she would scare him away.
Wayne started to push again, trying to get into her hole. Cathy knew that if he got it much further in, he would rupture her maidenhead. She thought that once that was done her hole would open up more and give her more pleasure.
Right now, she could sense the incipient pleasure, but she was suffering from a great deal of discomfort, too.
"It won't go, Cathy," the boy said, relenting on the pressure he had applied as he tried to get his huge cock into her cunt.
Cathy was desperate. If Wayne's cock wouldn't fit into her cunt, how would her brother's?
"Please go slow, Wayne. I'll try to help you."
She reached down to grasp Wayne's massive pecker.
The two youngsters were so wrapped up in each other, that they didn't hear the front door open.
Cathy was delirious. She didn't know whether she wanted it in or she wanted it out of her. Yet she tried to drive it in by humping her hips up. But the cock wouldn't move.
"What the hell are you doing!"
Wayne gasped. With a painful wrenching motion, he pulled out of Cathy's cunt and sat up. He tried to stuff his massive peter into his jeans, and had to stand up to do it, as Jimmy, the picture of brotherly indignation, strode into the room.
"Oh, Jimmy!" Cathy squealed, by now beside herself with rage and frustration, "why did you have to come home now?"
"I came home because I didn't like the idea of leaving you all alone in the house, and damnit! I was right!"
He took several minatory steps toward Wayne, his fists clenched. Wayne knocked over the coffee table sprinting out of the room. He forgot his school books, and his jacket in his desperation to get away from Jimmy.
"I'll get you in school tomorrow, you mother-fucking sister-raper! You just get your chicken henchmen together, because I'll meet up with you at lunch time!" Jimmy bellowed after the retreating Wayne.
"I hate you!" Cathy screamed, clenching her fists and glaring at her brother. "You have no right."
"Yes I do. I'm your brother!" Jimmy bellowed, striding up to his sister. He didn't know if he wanted to kiss her or kill her. He had had a glimpse of her swollen pink pussy meat, before she sat up.
Her breasts were heaving with her rage and excitement.
She started to cry, and plumped down on the couch, resting her lovely face in her folded arms.
"You're too young to be doing shit like that!"
"No I'm not. I want it! I want it! I want it!" Cathy screamed beating her fists at her sides. She rolled around from side to side on the couch, and then got up.
"Hey, wait a minute Sis!" Jimmy cried, grabbing one of Cathy's arms as she started to run out of the room.
"No!" she screamed, trying to yank her wrists from her brother's tight grasp.
"Where are you going?" the alarmed boy gasped. "You aren't going to do anything rash, are you?"
"I'm going upstairs and frig myself with a candle. I'm going to pop my cherry with it. I can't wait anymore!" she screamed. With one violent last wrench, she pulled away from her brother and clattered up the stairs, sobbing violently.
She ran into her room, and slammed the door and then locked it.
She threw herself on the bed, between the devil and the deep blue sea.
In the first place, she was horny. In the second place she was so horny that she was enraged. In the third place, her brother had made her even angrier by barging in on her the way he did. In the fourth place, her brother always made her horny, and that added to the intensity of the lust which coursed through her. In the fifth place, she was so horny at this point, that the candle wouldn't do. In the sixth place she needed that candle, and didn't care any more what kind of damage it would do to her cherry. She had to have it popped! In the seventh place, she was so enraged with lust and passion, that her knees were now too weak to carry her heaving body across the room to the bureau, where the candle was.
She was white and weak with desire.
She heard her brother knocking on the door.
"Cathy, Cathy! Open this door."
She heard the door knob rattle.
"Go away, I'm going to die!" she screamed, sobbing violently. And in fact, at that moment, given her bizarre condition, she was really afraid it would happen.
"Cathy you open this door, or I'll bust it in!"
That only made Cathy cream more. She wanted him to bust it in, wanted him to rush into the room, wanted him to take her, violently, with no foreplay, and no little kid stuff.
Cathy needed to be fucked so badly that her cunt was contorted with pain. She wondered if she could take a cock in her cunt the way it felt right now.
She heard a loud thud against the door, and it was battered inward. Her brother stood in the doorway, his hands clenched, looking at his sister.
She hadn't put her panties back on, and her skirt, with all the writhing on the bed she had done, was hiked up past her ass.
That condition did not escape her brother's attention. His cock was throbbing violently as he stared at her trembling form.
He walked over to the bed.
"Go away!" she screamed.
"Cathy, you're too young to do it!"
"No, I'm not!"
"Yes you are!" her brother said hotly.
Cathy was out for blood. She ached so badly that it was sheer agony for her to remain in this pristine condition any longer.
She looked up at her brother, her eyes glistening like jewels with the tears in them.
"You're just jealous, you bastard!" she hissed, using a word she seldom used, and wouldn't have dared to use in front of her parents.
"What are you talking about!" Jimmy exclaimed, distressed. He got so up-tight with her accusation, that he jumped off the bed, and stared at her.
Cathy looked up at him, her attention arrested by his violent emotion.
As if someone had handed him a hot potato and he had dropped it because his hand had got burned.
Had she, inadvertently, hit upon a truth? She looked at his crotch.
He had a hard-on!
"You're just saving me for yourself, that's what!" she screamed. "Look at you! Look at that hard-on!"
She reached out and squeezed it hard. It was like a firebrand and it only added more fuel to her already raging fire. Her brother yelped at the pressure of her hand, and jumped backward.
"You're a hypocrite, Jimmy Jones!" she screamed. She was salivating heavily, and a thin trickle of saliva gleamed on the corner of her mouth.
"You've wanted me all this time, and you've made me stay away from boys so you can have me yourself."
"Cathy, that's incest!" the disturbed boy gasped.
"I don't care! Ohhh…!" she moaned, renewing her tears. She had cried so hard that she was hiccuping.
"Cathy," Jimmy said, appalled at the idea, and admitting the truth of it, "that's incest. What would Mom and Dad say?"
Cathy looked up at him, and then down at his fantastic cock.
"They don't have to know," she said, angling for her brother's attention. Wayne had been, at best, second best. It was her brother she had wanted all along, and he had just about admitted that he felt the same way about her.
She saw her brother gulp, saw his Adam's apple move up and down as he swallowed, his throat dry, his passion rising at a fast clip.
There was no doubt in Jimmy's mind that his sister had blossomed into one hell of a woman. There was no doubt in his mind that he loved her.
He had loved her from the first moment he remembered her, running around after him with her bright smile and her golden hair, adoring him, looking up to him, listening to him when he talked to her.
The lump in his throat made his breathing hard.
That love had grown into a lust for his sister.
"It's true," he said, with his characteristic honesty and courage. "I guess I have fallen in love with you. I guess I was jealous of you with other boys. But I don't want you for myself. That's wrong. I just want you to find a nice boy. Why in hell did you pick a klutz like Wayne Johnson?"
Cathy gasped and raised herself up on one elbow, glaring at her brother.
"Wayne is the best stud in class!" she hissed. "And thanks to you, I'll never be able to find out why."
"You didn't look like you were doing too good with him!" Jimmy barked.
"And he's not the best stud in class. He just does good public relations! He doesn't even know how to use his dick!"
"How do you know, Jimmy Jones?" Cathy screamed, remembering how difficult it was for Wayne to insert his prick in her cunt.
"Because I've had some of the girls that he's had, and he sucks!
They've told me."
"Well, they never tell me. Mary Jane said he was fantastic!"
"Mary Jane is a virgin, like you. She's just talking because she feels left out."
"How do you know?" Cathy screamed.
"Oh, come on, Cathy," Jimmy said, getting up enough courage to sit down on the bed again. Having confessed his love for his sister, she was getting a little too hot to handle. And Jimmy's cock ached.
He reached out timidly, and stroked Cathy's hair.
"The least you could do, if you really want to have your cherry popped, is come to me. I'll get you a date with one of the boys in my class.
They're all really great, and they'll treat you nice. With respect, the way you deserve."
"I don't want one of the boys in your class, Jimmy," Cathy said. Her little hand reached out and she pressed her palm into Jimmy's hard-on.
"I want you."
Jimmy jumped as if he had been stuck with a knife.
"Cathy, I told you, that's wrong!"
"Why? You said you loved me. If you don't do it, Jimmy Jones, I'm going to run away tonight, and get it done by someone-anyone. I'll go downtown, and pretend I'm a hooker!"
"No you won't because I'll lock you in your room!"
"You can't!" Cathy retorted. "You broke the lock."
"I'll lock you in my room, then," Jimmy said, furious with the stubborn little girl. "You're not going anywhere tonight, Cathy Jones!"
"If you lock me in your room, I'll tell Mom and Dad you raped me,"
Cathy said. She didn't really mean it. She wouldn't hurt her parents like that, or do something that bad to Jimmy.
For as long as she'd known him, he had been kindness itself to her.
When other big brothers were teasing their sisters, and being mean to them, Jimmy had always been nice to her, had talked to her, had helped her with her homework-even worked on their parents with her to get something she wanted, like her bicycle.
"Cathy that would kill Mom and Dad!" Jimmy said, genuinely concerned, and puzzled how to treat his sister. He had never seen her so wild, so hot and eager.
Cathy dissolved into tears again. She couldn't do that to her brother or her parents. But she had to have sex, and soon.
Jimmy leaned over his sister, and hugged her.
"I didn't mean it," she sobbed.
"I know."
"No you don't know. I saw you Jimmy. I saw you pumping your prick. I heard you yelling Suzy's name. How come it's all right for you to get your rocks off, and it's not all right for me."
Jimmy didn't have any pat answers any more. His cock ached for his sister, and her pussy was right there in front of him.
"I hurt!" Cathy moaned.
Jimmy could definitely identify with that! He had had enough blue balls in his day to appreciate sexual hunger so intense it was painful.
Desperate to calm her down, desperate to heal the breach he felt he had made, he reached down with his hand, and cupped her wet, sticky muff.
Jimmy felt that his hand was on fire when he touched his sister's soft little twat.
"Shhh!" he said. "I'll bring you off."
"I want a cock!" Cathy moaned, humping her hips against her brother's eager hand. She felt her pussy cream flowing from her twat, as her brother rubbed up and down on her sweet little snatch.
Hungry to feel her brother's cock, she reached into his lap again, and pulled down his zipper.
Jimmy was more than willing that she should bring him off, too. If she didn't, he was going to have to do the job himself. He was just too hard, and too hot not to relieve himself of the churning load in his balls.
As he fondled his sister's pussy, all his love and desire for her built in his young body. He felt his cock throbbing violently, as his sister pulled it out of its denim nest.
She started to pump on it, the way she had seen him pump on it when he was masturbating.
"Is that right, Jimmy?" she asked.
"Unh!" Jimmy grunted, nodding his head.
His sister's hand pumping up and down on his cock, inflaming his loins, was driving him crazy. He almost didn't think he wanted to go through with it. He was afraid that once he shot his load, his cock would still be erect, demanding its primary object, which was to be stuffed in his sister's tight twat.
He felt a terrific flush of passion course through his body. His cock lurched in Cathy's hand.
"Jimmy?" she gasped.
"What?" Jimmy asked, his voice breathy with lust. His hand was rapidly getting soaked with Cathy's juices. Her cunt felt incredible. He could feel her swollen pussy lips throbbing with her passion.
"Put it in me, please. Take my cherry. I want you!"
That request was too much for the aroused boy. He leaned down, and started to remove her blouse, with trembling hands.
He took his time, still torn between his need for her, and his conscience, which said that having intercourse with his sister was wrong.
Cathy reached up and removed her brother's T-shirt, and fondled his chest. She rested the palm of her hand over his heart, and felt his heart beating against her soft hand, like a bird, beating with its wings against a cage, desperate to be released.
As Jimmy worked on her skirt, pulling it down over her lean hips, Cathy was unbuckling Jimmy's belt and working his jeans down over his hips.
She arched her hips up as Jimmy removed her skirt, and then he stood up and removed his jeans, getting them down over his inflamed hard-on with considerable difficulty.
He looked at his sister for one brief moment, and then lay beside her.
His hand, sticky-wet with the effluence from her sweet hot little snatch, reached again for her cunt.
Cathy pressed into him, her naked breasts rubbing against the hot flesh of her brother's chest.
"Oh, Jimmy, you're so handsome, and you feel so good," Cathy gasped, as she felt her little nipples puckering with pleasure.
Jimmy grunted, and pried one finger into his sister's tight cunt. The feeling of her tightness almost scared him. She really was tight!
Her cuntal walls closed in around his finger. He tried to get two fingers into her twat, and he couldn't.
"Cathy," he gasped, in agony at the thought of not getting off his rocks, "honest to God, I think you are too young. Your cunt is too tight! I'll hurt you."
"I want you to hurt me," she gasped, arching her hips upward on his finger. "I hurt anyway. I couldn't hurt more. Jimmy please. I don't care if you kill me!"
Moaning, Jimmy rolled on top of her, and pressed his cock head against her tight little twat.
He couldn't believe how small she was. But her tight little pussy was flooded with the juices of her desire, and his cock was inflamed past all reckoning.
He thrust inward, and Cathy gasped, as she felt her brother's cock head pry open her tight twat for the first time in her life. She figured at this point that Wayne's cock didn't count.
Her brother reached up, and started to fondle her breasts. Then his head came down and he sucked on her left nipple, making wet sucking noises as he nursed it.
Cathy felt the hot pleasure course through her, felt the nipple pucker even more. She ran her hands over her brother's back, feeling his welldeveloped muscles rippling with his excitement.
"Hurry, Jimmy! Stuff it in. I can't stand it."
"Hold your horses!" Jimmy exclaimed. "You're tight. Just let me work it in."
"Ohhh," Cathy moaned. She humped her hips up, and a little more of Jimmy's cock worked its way into her tight little twat.
Jimmy reached under her back, and pressed her lithe young body against his. The feeling was incredible.
There was the knowledge that she was his sister, the years of love he had nursed for her, all the loveliness that had passed between them.
And here she was, in his arms, begging him to take her cherry.
A wave of tenderness rippled through his young body, so intense as to amount to pain. He pushed inward a little more, and felt her cuntal walls spread before the onslaught of his huge, hot hard manhood.
"Ohh, Jimmy, it feels so good," Cathy gasped. Her hips were squirming around under him. Jimmy felt more of her pussy juices flooding from her cunt, and greasing his long thick shaft, making it easier for him to slither more deeply into her cunt.
He worked his hands down over her slender, soft back, until his hands were cupping her firm young ass cheeks.
He pried open her ass cheeks, and started to tickle the inner valley of her ass cleft, as he pushed inward a little more, carefully, afraid that he would hurt her.
Jimmy felt his cock head now drooling with his pre-come, hit the barrier of her maidenhead. Cathy was gasping wildly, her hands clutching at him, her body inflamed with the hot pleasure of her brother's cock stuffing her cunt.
He felt so good, and he was being so gentle, so considerate. Added to the pleasure of his sexual skill was the knowledge that he loved her and he wouldn't hurt her.
Her pleasure mounted. She arched her hips upward, and then gasped. She winced as she felt the harsh sting of her hymen being torn from her vaginal walls.
Jimmy, while she was suffering from the first pain, thrust all the way in, feeling the blood gush around his cock.
He planted himself balls-deep in the warm, wet meadow of her lust, and then rested for a moment.
Cathy's body had stiffened, as she felt the pain of her slaughtered virginity. It didn't bother her. She knew it always hurt the first time. But as the pain receded, the hot pleasure of her brother's cock throbbing against the incredibly tight walls of her pussy started to build.
Now she was a woman, thanks to her brother!