"Are you all right?" her brother asked, looking keenly at his sister's face.
She smiled and nodded.
"I'll feel even better when you fuck me," she said, throwing her arms around her brother's neck.
Her brother's finger had found the puckered round ring of her shit chute, and he was teasing it. This inflamed Cathy's cunt to a furious flame.
"Wait a minute, till you stop bleeding," he said, leaving his cock lodged tightly in her cunt.
He had never been in a cunt so tight, and the pressure in his balls almost killed him. But at the same time, it felt so good, that if he were suspended in this moment for the rest of his life, he would consider it heaven.
"Bend your knees up," Jimmy instructed his sister. She did as she was told. This eased some of the tightness in her cunt. Her pussy walls stretched a little more to accommodate Jimmy's cock more comfortably.
She moaned.
Jimmy's mouth came down on hers, and he began to kiss her passionately, still leaving his cock quietly in her little cunt.
Cathy started to squirm wildly, as Jimmy's cock stuffed her cunt. It felt so big and hard and gorgeous.
As he kissed her, he flicked his tongue into her mouth, and teased the tip of her tongue. Cathy melted in his arms. Her cunt started to stretch a little, accommodating his cock better.
And that's when Jimmy started to move in her, pulling his cock out to the tip very carefully and then plunging it inward, going nice and slow, so he wouldn't hurt Cathy.
"Ohh!" Cathy moaned, wriggling her hips around on her brother's cock.
The pain was beginning to go away, and Cathy was so wild with lust that she wanted her brother to really sock it to her!
"Do you like it?" her brother asked, solicitously.
"Oh, yes, Jimmy, yes. Keep pumping it in and out of me. It feels so good."
Her words only inflamed Jimmy more. He started to pump in and out of her faster. Cathy was getting so inflamed that there were spasms in her cuntal muscles. Her little muscles gripped greedily at Jimmy's big cock.
Jimmy thrust his love muscle deeply into her tiny hole, and felt her cuntal walls close in around his huge prod.
The pleasure took Cathy's breath away. She started to arch her hips upward, matching Jimmy's downward thrusts. She felt his cock slither into her well-greased cunt with more and more ease, as her cunt was stretched by his repeated thrusts.
"Ohhh, Jimmy, cram that dick into me. Fuck me, ohhh!"
Jimmy started to thrust his cock with more speed, and strength. He felt her cuntal walls stretch a little, and Cathy was writhing with such obvious pleasure that Jimmy knew he wasn't hurting her any more.
He slammed his hairy groin into her arching muff again and again, feeling his balls churn up their heavy load of love juice.
He worked his hands under her back, and pressed her to him. His buttocks rose and feel with his rhythmic thrusting.
Jimmy knew that he was going to shoot his load any minute, and he wanted Cathy to come, too. After all this was her first time, and it should be special-something she would remember forever.
Cathy threw her legs around Jimmy's undulating waist. He was covered with sex sweat, and so was she. Her breathing was labored, as Jimmy plunged his pole into the cavern of her forbidden love. His cock began to slide in and out of her pussy more and more easily, as Cathy's cunt accommodated him more readily.
His grunts and moans became more than just whispers. They became cries of delicious anguish. He pounded into her, their sex flesh slapping together with wet, smacking noises, as they brought each other off.
Cathy was now feeling pure pleasure. Her face was radiant, her features distorted with unbridled lust.
Her hip thrusts became more and more impassioned. She tried to drive more and more of his cock into her cunt. Her tongue rolled erotically around in Jimmy's mouth as he kissed her.
Her nipples were all puckered with pleasure and they were very hard.
They sent little shivers of bliss coursing through Cathy's body, heightening the fleshy ecstasy which had possessed her.
Jimmy brought his mouth down and began to suckle on Cathy's nipple. He ran his tongue around and around on the hard little cherry-red nubbin.
He teased and tickled the tiny, hardened bud of her tit, and then started to sink his teeth into her tit.
"Ohhh, Jimmy, yesss!" Cathy hissed.
Jimmy went from one breast to the other, as his peter plunged deeply into her wet hot cavern of desire.
"Oh, lover, suck it!" Cathy screamed. She ground her hot swollen muff into Jimmy's hairy groin, loving the way his thick cock felt in her cunt.
His tongue tantalized her tits, circling the areola, and then the breast itself. Cathy continued to moan in ecstasy and romantic passion.
She felt as if she were falling in love with her brother.
As the thought occurred to her, she wondered if she hadn't always been in love with him. He had always been so good to her, and his cock felt so marvelous as it dipped deep into her honey pot, and then pulled out, only to plunge into her again.
She started to tremble all over, on the verge of orgasm. Against her quivering ass cheeks, her brother's soaking wet balls slapped lewdly.
"Oh, more, more, more!" Cathy gasped, beside herself with the wild feelings which coursed through her. "Oh, I love your big prick in my cunt."
They started to fuck faster and faster. Their breathing got very heavy.
It rasped harshly from their lust-constricted throats, as they wallowed in the fleshy pleasure of their impending climaxes. Their flesh smacked against each other wetly.
Cathy's juices were flowing more heavily than she had ever felt them flow in her life. They trickled out of her stuffed hole and trickled in a shiny flood down her ass cheeks, and pooled on the bed beneath her humping ass.
Her syrup covered Jimmy's big pole as it pistoned in and out of her cunt. Jimmy's eyes closed, and he pressed Cathy so tightly to his chest that she lost her breath. She didn't mind in the least. Her breathlessness only increased her pleasure.
Jimmy's balls were aching. He felt them contract, felt them unleash the torrid flood of his liquid desire deeply into Cathy's aching cunt.
"Ohhh!" Jimmy gasped, pressing his mouth to Cathy's ear. He could feel her spasms getting stronger, knew that she was coming. "Come on, Cathy, come on! Squeeze your pussy around my cock. Ohhh, shit, it feels so great!"
Cathy started to squeal as she felt Jimmy's spunk washing against the walls of her cunt. Her hips went out of control. They slammed furiously up and down, slamming into Jimmy's wet, hairy groin, as her orgasm started to peak.
Jimmy kept shooting his hot load into Cathy, as a wild storm went off in Cathy's cunt. The slight soreness from her ruptured hymen totally disappeared as Cathy felt her cunt flooded with her brother's juices.
The puddle beneath her humping hips got bigger and bigger, as the two of them came violently.
Finally, both of their bodies collapsed, suddenly. They lay in a wet, heaving soggy, fleshy mass, locked together in their pleasure, weak from the aftermath of their violent, prolonged orgasm.
Jimmy's meat was still hard. It throbbed wildly in Cathy's cunt as they kissed and caressed each other.
"Was that good?" Jimmy asked, kissing her warm soft cheek.
Cathy squeezed his hot, sweating body against her lush curves, and moaned softly. She reached up and bit his earlobe.
"Oh, yes, Jimmy. It was so good."
"Unh!" Jimmy grunted as he pulled out of her. He winced. Her cunt was so tight and it had provided such intense stimulation to his cock that he was sore. Cathy was sore, too. Her thighs were stained with blood and come juice.
Cathy looked down, pleased that she was now a woman.
"Oh, God, Cathy! We have to clean this mess up before Mom and Dad see it."
Cathy laughed at her brother's stricken look.
"It isn't the first time I've stained the bed. I can just tell Mom I had a heavy period."
"No, you can't!" Jimmy retorted. "Last week Mom scolded you for taking the last of her Tampax and not telling her."
Cathy sat up, feeling their combined come juices oozing out of her recently opened slit.
"Yeah, you're right. O.K. I'll do a wash."
"I got some underwear and a pair of jeans, while you're at it," Jimmy grinned, getting up off the bed.
"Yeah, I have some stuff, too. I know! Let's surprise Mom and Dad. Go to the hamper in their bathroom, and get their laundry. We can have it all done by the time they get home." The young people started a wash in the washing machine, and then Cathy started to make supper, with Jimmy helping.
They had taken a shower together, and washed away the telltale signs of their indulged lust.
They sat down to dinner and talked.
"I'm so sore," Jimmy said.
"I didn't think guys got sore," Cathy said, enjoying the steak. She was starved.
"Of course they do! I may be hard but the skin is sensitive."
"Oh!" Cathy exclaimed. That was something new for her.
"Pass me the potatoes," Jimmy asked.
"Do you get starved after you have sex, too?"
Jimmy grinned. Cathy returned the grin.
"So that's why you come home and go to the refrigerator!" Cathy exclaimed, laughing.
"Well, that's your second helping, too!" Jimmy retorted, as Cathy piled another generous load of potatoes on her plate. "Now I'll know when you've been fucking, too!"
Cathy grinned at him. She felt as if the two of them had a conspiracy going. They had known each other intimately.
"Do you still feel guilty?" she asked.
Jimmy shrugged his shoulders. "It's not right, making it with your own sister."
"I don't know why. It sure felt good. You know what I'd like to do?" she asked, pointing her fork at him. "I'd like to suck off your cock."
Jimmy's mouth dropped. "You-you would?"
"Yeah! And I'd like you to suck off my pussy."
"Well," Jimmy grinned, twitching in his seat. "We'll have to make a date to do that!"
"Hunh!" Cathy snorted sarcastically. "That's some guilt you feel."
"Oh, lay off!" Jimmy retorted, digging into his steak.
"I just want sex, sex, and more sex!" Cathy gasped, twitching in her seat.
"Bet you don't want any more tonight!" her brother said.
"I have to do my homework," Cathy said.
"Yeah, and I'll bet you're sore!"
Cathy grinned, acknowledging the truth of the matter.
The two of them were sound asleep when their mother and father came home. They checked on their sleeping progeny, and smiled when they saw the laundry done.
"Isn't that just like them?" their mother said, when she saw the neat pile.
Mr. Jones kissed his wife, his tongue prying deeply into her warm, receptive mouth.
"Of course it is, darling! Look what they have for a mother!"
They went to bed to make love, not even suspecting the awful truth.
The next day, Wayne was sitting with his friends at school.
"Well, did you?" Ron asked, grinning.
"Yeah, what happened?" Whitey asked the sheepish Wayne.
"Nothing!"
"If you don't talk, we're going to do some talking of our own!" Ron threatened.
"Yeah, well…!" Wayne gulped, as he remembered the incident. Jimmy had promised to come after him at lunch time.
Reluctantly, Wayne told them the whole story, ungarnished. He made sure to inform them that Jimmy had promised to get his ass at lunch time.
"Well," Whitey sighed, getting up from the table. "This girl is turning into the femme fatale of the school, and she's not even a cock-teaser the way Stephanie and Suzy are!"
"Let's go!" Ron said, also getting up from the table.
Very reluctantly, Wayne followed his friends, as they went out to the school yard to keep their tryst with Jimmy.
When Cathy came home from school that night, Jimmy was in conference with his parents, having been caught beating the hell out of Wayne and his friends. Jimmy's only companion had been Ned Benson. They had just about finished the job when one of the school yard monitors caught them.
"Hello," Cathy said sheepishly, coming into the living room.
"Darling, what did Wayne try to do to you?"
Cathy shrugged. She had to defend her brother.
"Oh, the usual things boys try to do to girls in school," Cathy said.
"He was trying to get into my pants, and Jimmy caught him."
Mrs. Jones gasped.
"Listen to me, young lady!" her father said sternly. "Your brother has just got ten demerits for fighting for your honor."
Cathy smiled at her brother lovingly.
"I know. He didn't have to do it, though. None of the other girls' brothers would have done it, but he promised, and I didn't feel it would be right to talk him out of it."
Mr. Jones shook his head.
"I just don't understand youngsters these days!" he exclaimed. "Maybe I'm older than I think I am!"
"Dear," Mrs. Jones said to her son, "I think your devotion and your loyalty to your sister is highly to be commended. But fighting in a school yard because a boy made a pass at her…"
"Well, wouldn't you be proud of Dad if he punched some one out for making a pass at you?"
Mrs. Jones looked at her husband. It was a telling argument, and her husband had, indeed, been involved in more than one brawl because some man had got out of hand.
The two of them grinned sheepishly at each other.
"I wash my hands of the matter!" Mr. Jones said, throwing up his hands in the air. "I can't punish you for defending Cathy, and I don't know what to do about the brash young men in her school, short of putting her in a private girls' school…!"
"Oh, Daddy! You wouldn't do that, you wouldn't!" Cathy exclaimed, distressed. "I like boys!"
"I'm quite sure, young lady. Do try to be more firm resisting their advances, will you please?"
"Yes, Dad."
"At least try not to let your brother catch you necking in the corners.
That will save a lot of trouble." her mother said.
Cathy's eyebrows shot up. That was a very strange thing for her mother to say to her! Her father, apparently, thought the same thing.
"June, what in hell are you saying to our daughter?"
"Darling, come off it! We were at it when we weren't much older."
"But she's just fourteen…"
"Cathy!" Mrs. Jones said to her daughter, sternly. "I expect you to remain a virgin until you're sixteen. And before you take the leap, I expect you to come to me for birth control advice."
"Yes, Mom," the bewildered and awed Cathy said. She went to her room, to do her homework. She had to admit that she had the greatest parents in the world.
And she had the greatest brother in the world. It made her almost want to cry.
She couldn't very well promise her mother to remain a virgin. Suddenly she felt very guilty. Her parents weren't denying her anything. They were just trying to guide her so that her life would be good and wholesome, and so that her experiences would be worthwhile.
Getting her cherry popped by her brother had certainly been worthwhile.
Cathy put her homework aside. For once another need took precedence over the sexual demands of her precociously active body.
She couldn't promise to remain a virgin, that was true. But she could keep it in the family. She didn't think her brother was going to like what she had in mind.
Cathy wrote three letters: one to her mother, promising in carefullyworded terms that she wouldn't sleep with any of the boys in school, and one to her father, telling him how wonderful he was, and one to her brother. Her brother would have to work off the ten demerits.
That meant extra time in school, doing extra assignments. She told him how much she appreciated him as a brother, and promised to do his English and French homework every day until he had worked off his demerit points.
She sneaked downstairs, just before supper, and quietly slipped the letters beside the dinner plates on the already-set table.
She walked into the living room, where her family were watching television. The house had the savory fragrance of roast lamb.
"Supper will be ready in a few minutes," her mother said, looking up from some darning she was going. "And don't pick at the salad! It will spoil your supper."
"I won't," Cathy said, sitting down next to her brother. Her brother, who was reading a novel, cuffed her with it.
"Find your own seat!" he said.
Cathy giggled, and pinched him.
"Hey!" he barked, wrestling her onto the floor.
"Jimmy! That's no way to treat a lady!" his father barked, looking over his newspaper.
"She ain't a lady!" Jimmy said.
"Well, treat her as if she were one," his father admonished. "Whether she is or not!" With that, Mr. Jones grinned at his daughter, and winked.
"One of the boys in school said that his father said you treat a lady like a whore, and a whore like a lady," Cathy said, sententiously.
"Don't tell me who the father is," Mr. Jones said, ironically. "I have no use for men who consort with prostitutes-most especially men who have wives and consort with prostitutes."
"Why?" Cathy asked.
"Because I think it's outrageous that women have to sell their bodies for the pleasure of a man. I think it's sexual slavery."
"Oh, I don't know about that," her mother purred, a soft, sensual smile on her mouth. "It's always been one of my favorite sexual fantasies."
"Indeed!" Mr. Jones said, looking at his wife with a peculiar expression.
The telephone rang, and Mrs. Jones answered it. She came back into the room to talk to her husband.
"It's the Allisons. Norma's sister has come over with her new baby, and they want to know if we want to go over after supper for a drink to see him."
"I'd love to, darling," Mr. Jones said, not looking up from his newspaper.
Supper was especially nice that night, when Cathy's family found their letters. Jimmy looked at her and alternately grinned and frowned at her. Cathy got more than her usual share of hugs and kisses and fond praise, and her share of that was exceptional under any circumstance.
When Cathy's mother started to clear away the plates, Cathy took them away from her.
"Jimmy and I will do the dishes, won't we, Jimmy?"
"Sure! You and Dad go to the Allisons."
"My word! We do have a fine set of children!" June Jones said, kissing both her children, and going up to change her dress.
Mr. Jones watched the brother and sister clearing the table, listened to their bantering for a moment with fond pride.
He sighed, as he heard his wife come downstairs.
"Bob, I'm ready if you are, dear."
"Coming, June."
"So long, Dad, have fun!" Cathy grinned. Mr. Jones was very grateful that Cathy had promised to remain a virgin until she was sixteen, for so he had construed her letter, as had his wife. She was certainly an eyeful.
"Kids, I think it's time we sat down, and revised your allowances," he said, filling up with joy at their goodness, and their beauty.
He left the two of them looking wonderfully surprised and happy.
As soon as Jimmy heard the front door close he turned to his sister.
"How are you going to do without sex now that you've had it!" he exclaimed, his psychological instincts quite sound. "You couldn't do without it before."
"Brother, we're keeping it in the family," Cathy said with a sly grin.
She looked at her brother's crotch. He had a hard-on.
She wanted to put her long, slim fingers on his big peter, and jerk it off until he came. She wanted to suck on it, and pull it all the way down her throat.
Then she wanted to fuck him again, to put his big monster in her cunt and have him pump in and out of her until she had no skin left in her hot little tunnel.
She flicked her tongue over her lips.
"Yeah, well that sounds kind of sick to me!" Jimmy said.
"It can't be any sicker than last night, and I don't happen to think it was sick!" Cathy exclaimed. "The people in the Bible did it all the time."
That gave Jimmy pause for thought.
"What am I supposed to do? Give up all my girlfriends? Give up Suzy?"
"No, I never asked you that. You're just taking on someone else, that's all."
"Well, I don't like it!" Jimmy said, wiping a dish with extra vigor.
"What's wrong with me, you don't like my cunt, meathead?"
Jimmy grinned and flicked the towel at his sister.
"All right, little girl, we'll see who's boss."
Jimmy threw the towel on the counter, and unbuckled his belt, and then pulled down his jeans.
Cathy felt her cunt cream immediately.
She started to get real hot and bothered. Her eyes got a strange glow that turned Jimmy on. She moved slowly toward him.
"What do you think you're doing?" Jimmy asked, his voice husky with desire. He wanted her, and wanted to tease her. He backed away slightly.
"I want your meat, lover boy," Cathy said, her voice gravely with desire.
"You're crazy!" Jimmy expostulated, and then his desire dried up his capacity for speech. His eyes hop-scotched over his sister's nubile body. He watched her tits dance with her movements, saw the long slender curve of her waist, felt the air on his burgeoning cock.
He knew he had to have it. He knew with all his heart that he wanted to fuck his lovely, luscious ravishing sister. But he was used to playing the dominant role. That was why he had pulled his jeans down-to intimidate his sister.
She wasn't having any part of it. She had taken the dominant role.
Cathy came very close to her brother, who had ceased to back off. He was too hot and horny. He didn't care if he fucked her on the kitchen floor.
Cathy pressed her soft moist lips against Jimmy's and he grabbed her closely, pressing her lovely tit mounds against his chest.
She opened her mouth and began to invade Jimmy's mouth with her tongue.
She started to explore his gums, and his tongue.
To Jimmy, Cathy had the sweetest mouth in the world. It tasted so good, as he flicked his tongue into her hot oral cavity. Her lips were tender and tasty, and he flicked his tongue over them, and then teasingly bit her lower lip.
Cathy felt her nipples pucker into hard little nubbins, as she kissed her brother. She fumbled with her hands, finding the buttons of his plaid shirt, and she unbuttoned it, pulling it away from his manly chest.
She started to work her mouth down the manly column of his neck, savoring the salty taste of his sweat. She sucked on both his nipples, and smiled to herself, as she heard his breathing become harsher, deeper, as his passion grew.
She bit and kissed his chest, and then his belly. She pried her tongue into his navel, wiggling it around.
Jimmy moaned. Cathy had won the day.