But before she could get from the doorway to her bed, Donna Judge stopped short, realizing that she was not alone. There was an only vaguely familiar male figure reclining on her bed, flat on his back, unshod feet sticking straight up in the air. Donna stood in her tracks for a good twenty seconds before calming down enough to realize that the interloper was her brother, Frank.
Donna's first impulse was to turn and run, get away before she had to explain her confusion to a brother she hadn't seen in almost four years. Before she could turn tail, however, Frank rolled over on the bed, opening his eyes just long enough to detect her presence.
"Donna, I was wondering where you were," he intoned sleepily. "I had to spend the morning on the couch downstairs, and I couldn't sleep. So I came up to see if you were still in bed, sort of as a surprise. Guess the surprise is on me."
Donna stood before her brother, not daring to speak or move. She could only hope that he had not discovered either the expression on her face or the fact that her clothing was still a mess. Finally she looked at her brother directly, better able to recognize him, prepared to act the role of a loving, welcoming sister.
"No, I'm more surprised than you are," she stammered. "I knew you'd be here, but I thought you and Gloria would be in your room. Why did you bother trying to sleep downstairs?"
"Mother's Victorian ways, of course," Frank answered with a chuckle. "You know, she wants to keep up appearances. I guess she wants me and Gloria to wait for the wedding night or something."
So saying, Frank moved over on the narrow single bed and signaled for Donna to join him. Donna closed the door behind her and then went over to the bed. She was still nervous but knew that she would be able to cover it well enough. After all, there was no reason for Frank to suspect anything.
"You look terrific," Frank commented, kissing the girl on the cheek. "Damn, you were a kid when I left, a skinny little tomboy. I just can't believe the way you look now."
Donna made an attempt to return the compliment, finding that words were coming easier in her brother's relaxed presence. Frank, too, had changed a great deal in the years of their separation. He was twenty-two now, a mature, handsome man. He wore his hair long and unkempt and was dressed in an old pair of jeans and a ragged workshirt. And he was more handsome and masculine than ever, far better looking than she had remembered.
The two youngsters made conversation for a few minutes before Frank noticed something was bothering his sister. He waited a few minutes and then questioned Donna directly.
"You're on pins and needles, kid," he announced. "Come on, let your big brother in on the secret."
At first Donna tried to keep her secret, to tell her brother nothing of what she had been going through. But after looking into the man's trusting blue eyes she felt herself starting to melt, giving in to the urge to spill all. As she spoke, Donna moved closer to her brother, tucking her small, slender body into the crook of his arm and shoulder.
"I just can't understand what's happening in this house," she began, biting back the tears that rose unbidden to her lovely blue eyes. "First it was me and Gerald, then Mom and Dad. I'm so confused, Frank, I don't know what to do."
"Tell me more about it," Frank coaxed, cradling the weeping girl in his right arm. "Just start and let yourself go. Tell me everything. You know you can trust your own brother."
And Donna did manage to get her story told. There was no point hiding things from Frank. The man had an intelligent, knowing expression on his face. He was kind and obviously concerned about her confusion. Five minutes later she had told all, waiting for her brother's reaction, sure that he would condemn her acts.
"I can't say that I'm really surprised," Frank commented a few seconds later. "There are a lot of things I could tell you about this family, but maybe this isn't such a great time to do it."
"Tell me, Frank, I have to know," Donna insisted.
"Let's leave it at this," Frank concluded. "You're not the first one in the family to have that kind of experience. We've always been a little different from other people, no matter how hard Mom tries to keep things civilized. You'll understand it better when you're older, take my word for it."
"But, Frank, it's not normal for people to fool around with their relatives, everybody knows that," Donna continued.
"What do you mean, 'not normal'," Frank insisted with a smile. "How do you know what's normal. You're just a kid, living out in the middle of nowhere on a farm. People do lots of things that would shock you. I know what I'm talking about."
Frank drew the girl closer to him on the bed, anxious to allay Donna's fears. The girl was a little young for sex, but she had started already and he might as well be the one to complete her sex education. It seemed likely that they would be alone for an hour before anyone came to disturb them.
Donna was surprised to feel her brother starting to kiss her, his soft thick lips resting on her neck and shoulder. He was very different from Gerald and her father, much more citified and sophisticated. Also, he had always been the best-looking man in the family ever since they had all been youngsters.
Donna felt herself being stimulated again by her brother's uninhibited kisses. He started with her neck and then moved up to the girl's cheeks and ears, sucking the delicate skin into his mouth and biting into it occasionally. Then his hands began to move towards Donna's tits, scaring the girl again.
"No, Frank," Donna protested. "I just can't do it. I'm so scared and confused. Please don't make me do it."
"It's better this way," Frank insisted. "I can see that you want me and I can do a lot for you. Besides, you're a big girl now, and it's time you learned a few things about life."
Donna gave up her struggles immediately, lying back on the narrow mattress as her brother began to undress her. His hands were strong and sure, and Donna knew she wanted him. Frank was the only one who could straighten her life out. She had to trust him, no matter how scared she was of losing her virginity.
Soon she had been stripped to the skin which made Donna feel a little more comfortable. Frank stood up beside the bed and removed his own clothing without ceremony. His fiance would be waking up fairly soon, which meant he had to work quickly, not waste any time about fucking his glamorous little sister.
Donna gasped as she saw her brother's prick. Even in a state of flaccidity the thing looked a good six inches long, even thicker than her father's rod. Frank was taller and more slender than the other males in her family, but he was a real man. Already she was getting aroused at the thought of fooling around with him.
But Frank gave her little opportunity for conscious thought. He grabbed the girl roughly and then kissed Donna full on the lips, immediately plunging his tongue into her waiting mouth. He was lying practically on top of the girl's slender, voluptuous form, still amazed at the way she had matured.
"Be gentle with me, Frank," Donna said, not really understanding her own words. "I don't want you to hurt me."
"Just relax, I can't say you won't feel a thing, but I can promise not to hurt you," Frank answered, temporarily drawing his mouth away from the girl. "You're going to be a woman now, Donna, that's nothing to be scared of, is it?"
Frank kissed the girl again, this time concentrating on her astoundingly full and firm tits. He surrounded one of Donna's nipples with his broad mouth and sucked the delicious flesh in with lust. Already his prick was starting to harden, a sure sign that their sexual union was going to be a complete success.
Donna reacted to her brother's amorous caresses in record time. She was hot to trot already from watching her parents fucking, and Frank was making love to her with great skill, far more gentle and loving than Gerald had been. There was something about the man that was familiar and mysterious at the same time, making Frank all the more appealing to her.
Frank did not let his opportunity go to waste. He worked Donna over carefully, his mouth never resting. He moved from her tits to her slender neck and then back to the enchanting globes once again. All the while, he continued to grind his prick against the girl's soft, smooth skin, knowing that within half an hour he would be able to sink his cock into her virgin pussy.
He reached down and grappled with Donna's pussy, delighted at her innocence. The girl was still fighting him a little, keeping her alabaster thighs clenched tightly together. Gentle pressure loosened her grip and then the girl yielded completely, parting her legs and giving him complete freedom.
Donna sighed with desire as she felt her brother's finger sliding into her open pussy. His finger was long and warm, fitting her snatch perfectly. He worked it in one knuckle at a time, not at all in a hurry. Donna was able to lie back and relax, actually enjoying sex for the first time in her young life.
Frank continued to suck at the girl's nipples as his hand manipulated her dripping pussy. Her nipples had turned hard and dark under his care, just the way Frank liked them to be. It was an incredible stroke of good fortune to have caught his sister at a moment like that, he soon decided.
Donna was determined to show her older brother that she was not completely inexperienced where sex was concerned. She kept her thighs parted and then reached for his prick, shocked to feel that it was already rigid and elongated. She wrapped her hands around the thick shaft and pulled at it gently, thrilling to the pulsations and quiverings of the lovely organ.
Brother and sister rolled around on the narrow bed, trying not to fall off in the midst of their erotic exertions. Frank let go of the girl's tits and concentrated on her pussy, trying to ignore the way she was jerking him off. Gerald had taught the girl well but she still had a long way to go. Fortunately, he was more than willing to show her the way.
Frank was surprised at the wetness of his sister's snatch until he remembered her story of eavesdropping on their parents. It stood to reason that the inexperienced little vixen would be disturbed by what she had witnessed. As long as it did not slow her down in bed, Frank could accept that fact.
He removed his hand from the girl's pussy and soon replaced it with a hungry, knowing mouth. Donna lay back on the bed with her eyes closed and her arms folded behind her back, knowing that Frank would eat out her pussy even better than Gerald had done. The man was totally irresistible and there was nothing for her to do but recline and enjoy what he was doing to her.
Frank wedged his head between the girl's thighs, taking in the redolence of her young twat. Her skin was delicate and she was a perfect sex object, an incredibly gorgeous little piece of ass. Even if she had not been his sister, Frank reflected, it would have been hard to keep his hands off the little sexpot.
Finally his tongue slid into the fissure, seeking out Donna's already erect clitoris and having no trouble hitting its target. Donna quivered with anticipation as she felt the now familiar signs of sexual arousal in her young body. She was still confused and guilt ridden but was feeling better with every passing moment, more and more certain of her brother's judgment.
Her clitoris got hard and red under Frank's skillful ministrations. The man reached up and caressed his sister's swelling tits, wanting to turn on every part of her magnificent little body. He could forget his own lust for the moment, knowing that he would be satisfied long before he had to leave the girl's bed.
"That feels so good, when you do it with your tongue," Donna sighed. "I feel like I'm floating on a cloud."
"Wait until you get a taste of my cock in there," Frank answered, moving away from her twat for a moment. "You're going to love it, Donna. I'm going to fuck you like a real woman."
Donna started as she heard her brother's words. Yes, he was going to fuck her, a step that was irreversible, to say the least. But she wasn't scared of her brother any longer, no more scared than she had been of Gerald. The time was past for that sort of fear; the young girl was becoming a mature woman.
Frank took his time about eating out Donna's pussy. It was a pleasure in and of itself to lick the girl's twat but it was also important that she be completely relaxed before he tried to force his thick cock into her tight fuck box. So far she was doing fine, reacting just as he had expected.
All the while, Donna continued to stroke and fondle her brother's cock, wanting him to be as happy as she was. Her hand moved gracefully and freely as she felt herself learning about sex. Frank was very comforting to be with, the only man she could really trust. There was no doubt in Donna's mind any longer. He would take her cherry and she was going to love it.
"Suck my cock for a minute," Frank told his sister. "I want to be hard when I fuck you, really hard."
"But it's hard already," Donna protested. "I don't mind doing it, but I can't see how it could get any stiffer."
"Let me worry about that," Frank answered, smiling at her naivete. "Let me see if you're as good as you say you are."
It was a challenge that Donna could not resist. She and her brothers had always had a teasing, playful relationship and now Frank was testing her again. In any event, the girl knew that she was able to turn a man on with her lips and talented tongue, something she had proven quite recently to her other brother.
Bending her head forward, she surrounded the thick knob of flesh with her lips, sucking it immediately into the warm, moist cavern of her adolescent mouth. Then Donna quickly demonstrated her recently learned skills by doing her best to take in the full length of her brother's huge dork, impossible though it seemed. Her mouth slid down the man's prick an inch at a time until Donna could hear her brother moaning for mercy.
She continued to suck at the heavy rod, wanting to spare Frank none of the pleasures he had evoked in her own genitals. Her tongue moved like a hummingbird gathering nectar, covering every square inch of Frank's prick with warm spit. Donna gripped her brother's balls in her right hand, dandling and fondling the soft spheres as her lips and tongue wrought havoc on his cock.
"Enough, I don't want to cum in your mouth," Frank gasped a few seconds later. The young girl was almost too much for him, with an unlimited capacity for sex. Frank had fucked young girls before and knew that even for that age his sister was something special. He would satisfy her eventually, but it wasn't going to be nearly as easy as he had first thought.
Donna knew that her virginity would soon be a thing of the past. Frank was looming above her now, his stiff prick brandished like a scepter in his right hand. He was looking at her in a way that could not be misunderstood, his face a mask of undisguised lust. Donna felt a unique sensation of peace descend upon her as she lay back and gladly awaited her fate.
Frank crouched between his sister's thighs, his whole body trembling with anticipation. He was a little scared of what he was doing, but not enough to be stopped. The girl had to learn about their family's mode of sex sooner or later and it was a good thing that he was there to teach her. He would have been abrogating his responsibility not to go through with his plan.
He held his prick at the entrance of Donna's cunt and then worked the thick head between her dripping wet labia. The girl sighed with delight as she realized that her brother was going to go slowly and take it easy on her. The thought of his huge prick going into her narrow cunt was enough to strike terror in Donna's heart, even after what she had seen her parents doing that morning.
Now the man's prick was going into her pussy. Donna felt her labia being separated and then closing again as Frank moved from cunt to clitty. It felt good to have both areas stimulated simultaneously but soon he was concentrating on her vulva, working his thing in one inch at a time.
Soon Frank could go no further, having run up against the invisible barrier of his sister's intact maidenhead. He stopped for a moment, knowing that he could no longer be gentle. There was only one way to deflower a woman. The sooner you got it over with the better. He bent down to kiss his sister's mouth just as his weight moved forward, forcing his cock all the way into the breach.
Frank had to put his tongue deep into Donna's mouth to keep the girl from screaming. His prick practically bent double with the effort of stretching her cherry. Donna was tighter than he had expected but there was no way he could stop himself or even slow down now that he was inside her. She would have to take it like a woman, just as he had told her.
Donna felt as if she were being torn in half. The huge prick was splitting her, rearranging her from within. She was a total slave to her brother at that point, having no control over what he did to her. And she was enjoying that sensation, wanted nothing more than to be obliterated by his raging lust.
Frank stopped short as he felt his prick sinking in to the hilt. He could feel his pubic hairs mingling with his sister's tender tresses. It was best to hold still for a few seconds and let her try to get used to him. So far she was being a brave girl, taking pain with her pleasure and not complaining about it.
Then his prick began to move, from side to side at first and then in and out of the bleeding hole. Donna felt weak and faint but stimulated too, more strongly turned on than ever before. Her brother's prick was the only thing she could concentrate on. It seemed impossible that there could be anything so hard and strong and imperious, absolutely impossible.
Soon she learned to love every inch of the thick shaft as it probed her from within. Frank went slowly, savoring his sister's twat, knowing that he was making it easier to fuck her with every patient stroke. Frank kissed his sister again, this time merely brushing her lips with his pointed tongue. It was the best way to let Donna know how proud he was of her performance.
Still, Donna was unable to move. Frank's weight and the thickness of his cock were too much for her. All she could do was recline and feel what he was doing to her. Occasionally she would gasp with pleasure and surprise, guessing correctly that she would not hurt her brother's feelings in doing so.
A few moments later she was able to move, tentatively at first, but then with growing confidence. Frank removed only the first two inches of his prick with every stroke. Donna dug her ass a little deeper into the mattress and then raised her hips slowly to meet his next thrust. His prick slid in easier than before, delighting the girl and encouraging her to go further.
"Let me move," she pleaded. "You don't have to do anything. Just lie there and let me make you feel good."
Frank lifted his weight from the girl's heaving body, more than content with her suggestion. Donna was catching on amazingly quickly and there was no reason not to let her work out a little. Her labia still clung tightly to his rigid cock and there was nothing she could do to change that, however clumsy the little sexpot might turn out to be in her movements.
Donna swayed her hips from side to side, not wasting her opportunity. Her brother's prick was hot and hard and it was wonderful to be able to slide her cunt up and down the huge thing. Each movement, in whatever direction, fired her passion further. Donna knew that she would cum again and that her orgasm would be a thousand times better than the one she had had with Gerald.
She ran her fingers along her brother's back, kissing him on the neck, grinding her tits into his strong chest. There was nothing she wouldn't do for her brother, even let him fuck her up the ass as she has seen her father do to her mother. He was her master and her teacher. She no longer had a will of her own.
Frank found that he could not remain stationary for long. The feel of his sister's clinging labia and tight pussy walls was something no virile man could have resisted. He dropped his weight back onto the girl's restless body and began to fuck her properly, as he had wanted to do from the start.
Donna winced with pain as she tried to get used to the new way of penetration. Her brother's prick was more imperious than ever, taking precedence even over her desires. Nonetheless, he was still making her hot and bothered. In a way it was better to ignore her desires and be taken by surprise by them.
"Are you going to cum soon?" Frank asked, forgetting that he was talking to a virgin. "I don't know how much longer I can hold out. Your cunt is so tight it's killing me."
"I'm almost there," Donna answered anxiously. "Please don't stop. I need you, Frank. I've got to have that big, fat cock of yours. I love it, every inch of it."
Frank stepped up the pace, slamming his cock in and out of the orifice that was just large enough to handle it. His sister's words slowed him down a little but there was only so much control he could exert over his lust. Fortunately, it seemed that Donna was almost there. Her pussy lips were beginning to palpitate and her body was stiffening, a sure sign of impending orgasm.
Ten seconds later, Donna started to come. She couldn't recognize the sensations at first. There was a burning sensation suffusing her entire body but it was more intense in the deepest reaches of her still bleeding twat. Her nipples felt as if they were going to burst into flame. All the while her hips and ass were moving, refusing to let the huge cock slide out of her body.
Then Donna was overwhelmed by a sensation that she had never previously imagined. All feeling was localized in her churning pussy. The man's prick seemed twice as large as before, fucking her completely in every cell of her taut body. At last she was able to relax, just before the tension became too much to bear.
Donna felt a flood of pussy juice leaving her vulva, separate streams of come leaving her empty and weak. A last spasm of pleasure brought her to her senses again. Despite the totality of her orgasm she still felt sensual and wanted to go on fucking, wanted to feel her brother experience a similar reaction.
"Fuck me, come on, keep fucking me, don't stop now," she urged, feeling free for the first time to speak her mind. "I love your prick. It's big and hard and it hurts, but I love it! Fuck me in my cunt! My cunt is hungry for you. FUCK ME IN MY CUNT!"
Frank tried to ignore his sister's words again, wanting to make the bout of fucking last a little longer. It was impossible, though, the girl was just too much for him. He continued to fuck her, looking down at his bloodstained cock and wondering how much more come the girl could produce. She was a true prodigy, the most sensual and responsive woman he had ever planked.
His prick slid in and out and then Frank's hips started to careen wildly. He doubled each stroke, finishing off with a vicious twist that brought a look of astonishment to his sister's beautiful face. He was almost there, could feel the come welling painfully in the tip of his prick one last stroke and Frank could feel the hot juices cascading out of his body.
Again Donna gasped with astonishment as she felt her cunt being drenched in hot, thick, sticky scum. The fluids rushed into her, filling her cunt to capacity and then oozed out again, dripping down the girl's delicately molded thighs all the way to her knees. She felt as if she were made of semen, as if it had penetrated into her every pore.
At last Frank's passion subsided and Donna could feel his prick shrinking to normal size inside her. She lapsed back onto the mattress and closed her eyes, feeling the afterglow of penetration. Frank had been right, of course. He had fucked her and done her no harm. Turned her into a woman, as a matter of fact.