By that time, Jeremy had recovered enough that he was able to get himself re-situated, and even provide at least token assistance as Dawn got Brittany settled next to him. Shortly after that, both of them had food in one hand, and drink in the other – though Dawn stayed nearby and kept an eye on them in case either had any problems.
It wasn't until he'd finished his sandwich, and half his soda, that Jeremy thought to ask "How come you're naked, Dawn?"
Blushing slightly, she answered "Watching both of you was SO hot, and got me really excited. So much that I just had to get myself off!"
Feeling appreciably better, Brittany and Jeremy had to smile at hearing that before Brit said "I'll bet – it was sure something doing it!", making all three of them laugh.
A moment later, Brittany pulled Jeremy's arm around her and snuggled into his side before telling him "Thanks, Jer. That was really great, even if that last time felt like it was never gonna end. You promised me that you weren't going to rush me, and you didn't. And you were so nice, and patient, and everything the whole time, too. You didn't hurt me, and even made me feel SO good. Even if you hadn't helped me have those wonderful orgasms, I'd still be happy that we got to fuck like that. I'm glad that you were willing to make me not a virgin any more; and I'll bet that you'll make Beth happy about it, too."
Hearing that, Jeremy knew that he'd gotten things right – at least, right enough – and didn't hesitate to kiss her before answering "I'm glad you liked it, Brit, and that you're happy – that's all I wanted."
The three of them sat there for several more minutes before Dawn told them "You probably don't realize it, but you've been in here for almost two hours. I think it might be a good idea if the two of you cleaned up, and maybe even went to bed. Brit, I know you're going to want to talk to Beth, and that's okay; just don't stay up too late, okay? Remember, it's her turn tomorrow morning, and I don't think she wants to be tired and sleepy when she comes in here!"
Brit laughed as she shook her head, then Dawn said "And Jeremy, I expect you'll want to do Beth as good as you did Brit, so you should get some rest, too. If the two of you want to go and take a shower together, I'll clean up in here."
With just a look at each other, Brittany and Jeremy agreed that they'd like to clean up together; it wasn't but a few moments before both were moving to get off the bed, then walking hand-in-hand to the bathroom.
A couple of minutes later, and Dawn could hear the soft laughter as they had a little more fun with each other while they showered. As she was getting the towel and other things off Jeremy's bed, she saw Beth come in. Turning to look at her, Dawn asked "Did you want to talk to me?"
Nodding, Beth replied "Yeah, a little bit. I just wanted to know if it went okay. You know, for Brit."
Dawn smiled and told her sister "It went fine. She didn't have any problems at all. After she gets out of the shower, I'm sure she'll tell you all about it. Really, Beth, there's nothing to worry about. You'll see."
Reassured, and reminded that she'd be hearing the details from her twin, Beth brightened up considerably and responded "Okay. Thanks, Dawn." before turning around and leaving again.
In the bathroom, Jeremy and Brittany had a delightful time getting cleaned up before bed. Brit had been embarrassed when Jeremy's cum started running down the inside of her leg – until she saw his penis twitch when he saw it. Then she'd started to get embarrassed again when she'd wanted to clean the rest of it out of herself, only to discover that Jeremy's offer to help consisted of him sliding his finger into her and moving it around – enough to bring her to another small climax before he was done. To show her appreciation, she took care of cleaning his penis, using her mouth and feeling pleased with herself when he finally coated her tonsils with his sperm. Though it turned out to be a close call, they did manage to get themselves and each other clean before the hot water ran out. Getting dried off wasn't quite as much fun, but still enjoyable. After they left the bathroom, they shared an affectionate and loving kiss before heading to their respective bedrooms.
When Jeremy walked into his room, he saw that Dawn had turned down the bed covers and fluffed up his pillows – and gotten herself settled between the covers. Stopping in the middle of his room, he could only look at her for several seconds before asking "What are you doing in my bed, Dawn?"
With a Mona Lisa smile, she calmly answered "Ever since I gave you my cherry, I've wondered what it would be like to be with you like this: the two of us sharing a bed, and staying together for a whole night. Now's my chance to finally find out, and I'm not going to let it pass! Why, don't you want me here?", the last bit flirtatiously.
Realizing that he'd be better off just accepting her presence instead of questioning it, Jeremy didn't hesitate to answer "Yeah, I want you there!" before hurrying to get himself into bed next to her. After they'd shared a soft kiss, Dawn told him "I know you're still supposed to be with Beth tomorrow morning, so I don't think it would be a very good idea if we did anything. But I still think it'll be nice to be with each other all night."
"I don't think it'll be just 'nice', Dawn", Jeremy replied. "I think it'll be way better than that. And I'm glad to have you next to me, whether we make love, or not."
His sisters smile reminded him once again of why he loved her so much before Jeremy turned and reached over to turn out the light. When he turned back, Dawn rolled over onto her side and backed up so that she was spooning against his front. Jeremy was more that happy to put an arm around her, and wasn't surprised when she moved to put his hand on her breast. They lay there like that for several seconds before Dawn's voice told him "You did just fine with Brit tonight, Jeremy; I don't think that you could have done anything to make it any better for her. I'm just surprised that she was able to get herself onto you as fast as she did."
Reminded of how things had gone, Jeremy quietly told her what he'd seen, and what he thought had happened. Dawn was quiet for several seconds before telling him "It sounds to me like you're right – that her hymen was so thin that you broke it with your finger, and she didn't even notice. It wouldn't surprise me if Beth was the same way, what with them being twins and everything."
Hearing his sister say that she thought Beth's maidenhead would be as easy as Brits jibed with what Jeremy had thought, relieved him a fair amount: he'd thought that Beth's cherry might be as easy to get past as Brits, but wasn't sure; Dawns words gave him reason to relax (as much as he could, anyway) about the prospect. Either way, he still had the delectable bundle of Dawn in his arms, and lifted his head to give her a soft kiss on the shoulder before telling her "I love you, Dawn." He could almost hear her smile when she responded in kind. A little tired from his exertions, it didn't take long before the contentment of having Dawn's warm body tucked against his had Jeremy sound asleep.
When he woke up the next morning, Jeremy discovered that he was laying on his back, with Dawn on her side next to him. Her arm and leg draped across him while her head rested on his shoulder. As happy as he would have been to simply stay like that for, oh, forever, there was one critical factor that kept him from doing so: he needed to take a leak. Bad. He tried to put it off, but there was simply no denying the increasingly insistent demands from his bladder. Finally bowing to necessity, he slowly and carefully eased himself away from Dawn so that he wouldn't wake her before getting out of bed and making a faster than usual trip to the bathroom. Once back in his room, he saw that his sister was awake; when she saw him come in, she simply told him "Why don't you get in here with me, and we can snuggle some more until the girls wake up." It was an offer that Jeremy was more than willing to accept, and he quickly got himself situated next to her again. It took her only a few moments to get herself positioned next to him much the same way as she'd been before: head on his shoulder, and an arm and leg resting on top of him. Jeremy could feel her breasts pressing into his side, as well as her soft bush faintly tickling his hip, and was delighted to be able to put his arm around her and hold her close. A few minutes ticked by, and Jeremy couldn't help but start caressing her by softly running his hand along her side, from just above her breasts all the way down to her hip, and back again – with an occasional side trip to include as much of her back as he could reach. It didn't take much of that before she wriggled herself a little closer and released a soft sigh of contentment.
Jeremy didn't know how long they stayed like that, and really didn't care: laying with her that way only drove home for him how much he loved her, and how much she meant to him. He found himself surprised to realize that just having her there made him feel so satisfied and content; the fact that he could feel her naked body against him only served to increase his affection for her, without creating any physical desire. He was still marveling at the change in his own attitude when there was a soft knock at his door.
Jeremy heard Dawn's quiet "Go ahead and answer, Jer. It'll be one of the twins, just letting us know they're up."
Doing as he was told, Jeremy soon learned just what Dawn had said he would; in return, he let Beth know that he and Dawn would be down to start breakfast in just a few minutes.
A few moments of silence passed before Dawn told him "It feels so good to be next to you like this; I wish we could stay like this forever – or at least do it whenever we wanted to. But I guess we'll just have to settle for doing it whenever we can. I mean, if you want to…"
Jeremy heard the faint note of uncertainty in his sisters voice, and didn't hesitate in the slightest to tell her "I'd like that, too, Dawn. A lot. Even though" – Jeremy considered it for a moment before amending himself – "or maybe even because, we didn't do anything, it makes me feel real good and real happy for us to be like this. I wish we could stay like this, too, or share a bed whenever we wanted. But any time that we can be together like this would make me happy."
A moment later, Jeremy felt a single spot of wetness on his chest; without Dawns saying even a single word, he knew that it was a tear, and that she was feeling both happy and sad at the same time. And he knew what she was feeling because he was experiencing the same things.
Several more moments passed before Dawn pulled herself together and announced "If we're going to feed those two, and ourselves, we'd better get going."
Taking what his sister had said at face value, Jeremy eased himself away from her again before getting out of bed and starting to get dressed with Dawn soon following him. Without saying anything, Jeremy took advantage of an opportunity to give her a kiss on the lips – as gentle and loving as he could make it. Dawn happily returned it in equal measure, giving him a smile when he pulled back from her. From there, it wasn't long before he and Dawn were holding hands as they made their way to the kitchen.
Breakfast proved to be an almost polar opposite from how the previous meal had gone. Both of the twins were about as chipper as they could be, with much the same appetites as they usually had. When Dawn quietly asked, Brittany let her know that the only consequence she felt from the previous evening was a mild soreness from being stretched the way she had – and that even that was relatively minor; otherwise, she had neither problems, nor regrets. Watching the youngster, and listening to her, Dawn soon decided that she was as fine as she'd claimed. As for Beth, she wasn't exhibiting any signs of nervousness or fear or anything other than eager anticipation. Dawn had known that Brit would pass along every detail of what had happened to her twin; it was pretty clear that she'd managed to express her pleasure at how things had gone well enough to calm (if not eliminate) any qualms Bethany might have.
As it had been the night before, the meal was light enough to keep Jeremy or Beth from feeling over-full. And after they'd finished, Brit quickly declared her willingness to return the favor her sister had done by cleaning things up by herself. The only notable difference from the last meal was that it was Bethany that said she wanted to talk to Dawn. The older girl easily agreed, and the two of them drifted into the living room while Jeremy made his way back to his bedroom where he got the "virgin deflowering kit", as Dawn had referred to it, out and positioned on his bed.
Once settled into his chair, Jeremy got himself used to the idea that he might be in for a wait again – only to hear a soft knock on his door just a few minutes later. When he opened the door, the only one on the other side was Bethany, wearing a happy smile and look of anticipation. Though she was wearing a blouse and skirt, Jeremy could see that she was braless, and decided that there was a distinct possibility that she was sans panties, too. He invited her in, and then closed the door behind her; when he turned around, she quickly plastered herself against his front before pulling his head down for a kiss. When he was finally able to pull his head back and look at her, Beth answered his unasked question by telling him "Brit told me last night how you were with her; that you were so gentle and patient and everything. And she told me how careful you were about letting her decide what to do, and when, and how. It made me feel a lot better about you fucking me the first time; I know that you aren't going to do anything to hurt me, or that I don't like. I even told Dawn that I was okay, and that she didn't have to be here unless she wanted to, and she just said that this was my time, and that I should have it as private as I wanted. So she isn't going to be with us, like she was with you and Brit. Is that okay?"
Jeremy softly kissed her on the lips before answering "Of course it is, Beth, if that's what you want. I'm really not going to do anything that I know will hurt you – but if something happens that hurts you anyway, I want you to tell me, so I can stop, okay? I don't want to do anything that would make you unhappy."
Hearing that only seemed to make beth more certain, and Jeremy wasn't particularly surprised when she asked "Can… can we get naked, and start now?"
Smiling, Jeremy answered "Of course we can."
Having said that, Jeremy simply stood there until Beth realized that it was literally up to her to make the first move – and symbolically putting her in charge of things.
Giving him a pleased smile, she took his hand in hers and led the way over to the bed. When they were standing next to it, she released Jeremy's hand so that she could start taking her clothes off. Though she wasn't trying to do anything like a strip-tease, Jeremy saw that she was watching him; figuring that she wanted to be doing something special, he opted to watch as she undressed, instead getting his own clothes off.
As he'd expected, she was both bra-and pantie-less; it took less than a minute for her to be standing naked in front of him. With her wearing nothing more than a look of anticipation and a pair of erect nipples, Jeremy calmly went about mirroring what she'd done: keeping his eyes on her as he shed himself of his shirt, pants, and undershorts. Once both of them were nude, she led the way onto his bed – giving him a truly delightful view of how her cute little ass clenched as she moved across it.
She guided him to lay on his side before stretching herself out in front of him. Taking his hand in hers, she looked up at him and calmly let him know "I know that with me and Brit being twins, there's a lot that's the same about us. But I know that there's some that's different, too. I don't expect what happens with me to be the same as it did with Brit, and I don't want it to. She told me last night how good and happy you made her feel, and I know you'll try to make me feel like that, too. She told me some of the things that you did with her, and I know you'll want to do them with me, too; I just want to ask you to try not to do them the same way with me that you did her. I know it's easy to forget sometimes, but me and Brit, we aren't two copies of the same person: she's her, and I'm me, no matter how much alike we are."
Hearing that, Jeremy realized how often he (and the rest of the family, he figured) tended to deal with the twins as though they were two copies of the same person – and silently vowed not to do it again, if he could possibly help it. With Beth laying naked in front of him, though, he knew that he needed to respond to what she'd said, first. Lifting her hand where it held his, he softly kissed it before telling her "I wasn't going to do that with you, anyway, Beth – not for this. You just made me realize that all of us do treat the two of you like the same person a lot of the time, and I'm promising you right now that I'm going to do my very best to stop doing that. And I want to apologize if my doing it before now has ever hurt you; I can only hope that you know that I never meant to do anything like that on purpose. While you're here with me, I'm going to make sure that I remember that I'm with the one person called Bethany, not half of Bethany-and-Brittany, okay?"
Looking into her face, Jeremy could see that he'd made her happy with what he'd said, and silently chewed himself out for not really seeing before that she and her twin were really two different people; no matter how much they were alike, they'd also demonstrated that they were each unique, too.
Lowering his head, Jeremy softly kissed her forehead – then both of her eyelids, her cheeks, the corners of her mouth, and finally, her lips. After he'd pulled his head back again, he saw that she was looking up at him with complete trust and confidence. When she let go of his hand, he placed it on her belly (surprising her a little that it didn't end up on her breast, he could see) before telling her "I love you, Beth. Not just because you're my sister, but because you're smart and fun and pretty and all the other things that a guy likes in a girl. Once we do this, nobody will ever know if you're ever with another guy, or who, or when. Mom and Dad are going to be letting you go out on car dates before long, and even though I'm never going to try and tell you who you can or can't or should or shouldn't go out with, I hope that you'll be real careful and picky who you choose. I hear some of the guys at school talking – the ones that go out with a lot of girls, I mean" – she nodded her understanding – "and word gets around fast if a girl isn't… careful about who she's with. I figure some of the girls get talked about when they don't deserve it, but it's still tough for them; I mean, how are they supposed to prove that they didn't jump in the back seat with some guy who says they did?" She nodded again before he continued "And I want you to know that if you go out with some guy that tries to do something you don't want him to, I'll be more than glad to let him know that wasn't right. I'm willing to protect you – as much as I can, and only as much as you want me to.", his last few words drawing a smile from her.
Looking into her eyes, he went on to say "Like I said, I love you. I'm willing to be with you like this, and be the one you give your cherry to, because I know that I can be the way you need me to so it'll be as nice for you as it can be. I don't expect anything from you after this. If you want to be with me again, I'd like that – a lot. But I'm not going to come chasing after you or anything like that, either. And if you find a guy that you want to be with, I'm not going to be jealous; the most important thing to me is that you're happy. Whether that's with me or someone else isn't important. Okay?"
Jeremy knew that she'd tell Brit what he'd said, and promptly chastised himself for thinking of them that way before realizing that knowing they'd talk to each other wasn't the same thing as treating them as though they were each half of a single person. When he looked at Beth again, he knew that she was ready for them to finally start toward making her an ex virgin.
Touching his lips to hers, he made his kiss as soft and loving as he could, and Beth readily responded. Their kisses slowly and gradually became longer, then more affectionate, and finally, more sexual.
When they'd started kissing, Jeremy had begun moving his hand on his younger sister – initially limiting himself to just her waist and hip. But as the nature of their kisses changed, so did his touch on her body. But it wasn't until he felt her tongue touch his lips that Jeremy finally let his hand come into contact with her breast. Even as his tongue was again introducing itself to hers, his fingers were finding that her breast was tight, and her nipple already hardening. As their tongues danced and dueled back and forth, Jeremy guided his hand from one firm young mammary to the other, and back again. It wasn't but a very few minutes before he had the peaks of both of her breasts swollen, with her nipples standing tall and proud. The added stimulation of his hand on her bust soon had Beth gasping in her increasing arousal, which was all the excuse Jeremy needed to shift his attentions: directing his hand to research other parts of her delightful anatomy so that he could orally assault the most obvious symbols of her femininity.
When he fastened his lips on the end of her breast and began sucking on it as he teased the nipple with his tongue, he heard Beth release a soft but heartfelt moan of pleasure. It was followed by another, louder one, when he began softly "milking" her with his lips.
Farther down, his fingers had discovered the soft forest covering her mons, and was slowly and softly exploring it for any hidden treasures. When his fingertips happened upon the cleft of her sex, Bethany quickly parted her legs in invitation to explore even farther. As he shifted his focus from one mound to the other and back again, Jeremy slowly guided his fingers along the furrow of his sister's womanhood. The first landmark he found was the small nubbin of her clitoris, already standing out with its hood thrown back; a little later, and his fingertips were making their first contact with the soft, thin petals of her labia – and finding the area between them already slick with her essence.
Downstairs, in the living room, Dawn was half-watching one of the Sunday morning news programs when Brittany wandered in. When Dawn looked at her, Brit looked a trifle embarrassed before asking "Would it be okay if I sat with you? You know, while Beth's with Jeremy?"
Dawn didn't hesitate in the slightest to answer "Of course it would", with a smile. The younger girl quickly moved to take a seat next to Dawn on the couch, then surprised Dawn by pulling one of Dawns arms around her and getting herself nestled into Dawns side. When Dawn looked at her, Brittany blushed slightly before saying "What Jeremy and I did last night… it felt really good, and I'm so glad it happened. But now that Beth is up there with him, and I pretty much know what it's going to be like for her… well, I'm feeling kind of alone, right now, and just need to BE with someone, close like this."
"That's fine, Brit. I was just surprised, not mad or upset or anything. If it helps you feel better, then I'm glad I can help. I want you – and Beth and any of the others – to know that you can come to me OR Jeremy any time, for any reason. Both of us love you, all of you, and we're here for you whenever you need us. If there's anything we can do to help you with anything, we'll do it. Okay?"
Brittany looked up at her and showed Dawn a pleased smile before turning her attention to the TV. Dawn gave her sister a gentle hug before doing the same.
Upstairs, Jeremy was again delighting in the softness of Beth's pubic hair as he carefully and gently ran the tip of one finger from the bottom of her opening upwards, barely dipping between her vaginal lips to collect some of her oils, before tenderly playing with her clitoris.
Beth loved the way Jeremy was using his mouth and lips and tongue on her breasts and nipples; like her twin, she regretted that she didn't have a larger bust, even though she knew she was still growing. Having Jeremy paying so much attention to her tits helped her feel better about their size… and it felt real good, too. She was also all too aware of what his hand was doing between her legs – and not in a bad way, either! Although she could feel him brushing across the entrance to her vagina, she knew that he wasn't actually trying to put it inside her; but even if he had, it would have been okay with her: Brit had told her how slow and patient and gentle he'd been, and Beth knew that he wouldn't be any less careful with her. And the thought of him actually being inside her (even if it WAS just his finger) brought a thrill to her loins. But "all" he was doing was teasing her clit; though he was doing it so softly that she wasn't feeling the kind of pleasure that she usually did. Even as that thought was going through her mind, she realized that her brother wasn't trying to push her or rush her; what he was doing was "just" trying to help her get excited so that she'd be ready when SHE decided she wanted him inside her! Understanding what he was doing, and why, she felt her heart go out to him, knowing how much he loved and cared for her. Beth didn't doubt for a moment that Jeremy would like to be able to fuck her as soon as he could – but he was willing to give that up so that SHE wouldn't worry, or feel like things were going too fast…
With Beth responding to his ministrations, Jeremy decided that it was probably okay if he tried to find out if Beth's hymen was as fragile as Brittany's. It didn't take long for him to start putting his thoughts into action: gradually, a millimeter at a time, he began letting his finger dip a little farther between his sisters labia. As her arousal gradually increased, so did her wetness, making it even easier for him when he finally decided to see if he could slip his finger through the ring of her opening. Gently and carefully, he managed to worm the end of his finger into her, and almost immediately found the barrier of her maidenhead. ever so carefully and patiently, he ran his fingertip against it; it didn't take him but few seconds to conclude that if Beth's hymen was any thicker or tougher than Brit's had been, it couldn't be by much – she'd simply felt too soft and nebulous for him to think that there would be any problems getting past it. Remembering the evening before, he still paused for a moment to check and see if there was any indication that he'd done anything to her when he eased his finger back out of her – and didn't find any.
Careful as he'd been, and with no discernible reaction from Beth, he was surprised when he heard her ask "Will it be okay, Jer? Do you think it'll be easy for me, like it was for Brit?"
Looking into his sister's face, Jeremy could see that her eyes were open and looking at him. She seemed to realize that she'd caught him off guard, and calmly explained "You weren't hurting me or anything, but I could still feel it when you started to put your finger in me. It kinda felt like you were pushing against something, but it was real faint. I figured that was my cherry, and you were trying to find out what it was like – whether it would be easy or not to get past it, I mean."
After lowering his head and giving her a kiss, Jeremy told her "I don't think we'll have any problems. It seemed pretty soft and thin, to me, so I wouldn't be surprised if it didn't hurt you at all", with a smile.
She smiled back at him before saying "I'd like that. But even if it was going to hurt, I still want to do this, and with you."
Jeremy lowered his head to kiss her again, then began gradually kissing her again and again, each time a little bit lower, until he was able to fasten his lips around one of her nipples again. Beth moaned softly as she lifted her body slightly in encouragement for him to continue – which he was more than happy to do.
After a bit, Jeremy figured that it wouldn't hurt any for him to help Beth have a couple of orgasms to get her relaxed (and wet inside; he was determined not to make the previous nights mistake again) enough to make deflowering her as easy as possible. With that in mind, he started applying a little more pressure to her clitoris as he teased and toyed with it; the greater stimulation easily increased Beth's pleasure and arousal. Having done all of it before, Jeremy didn't have any difficulty getting his sister moving closer and closer to orgasm. The way that she was starting to writhe beneath his hand and lips let him know when she was almost there, and he didn't hesitate to ease back on his efforts, knowing that it would help make her release stronger. A few minutes later, and her body froze for a second with the start of her climax. As the spasms of pleasure ran through her body, Jeremy further intensified them by sucking on her nipples as hard as he dared while applying a firm pressure as his fingertip circled around where her clitoris had disappeared under its hood. The volume and intensity of the moans and gasps coming from her told him that he was succeeding in making it better for her.
As Jeremy felt the movements of her body lessening as her climax tapered off, he softened and finally stopped his efforts, too. Moving to lay on his side next to her, Jeremy put an arm around her and gave her a gentle hug; when she opened her eyes and looked at him, he moved in to kiss her, too. He waited patiently as she got herself together again, and heard her tell him "Thank you, Jer. That felt really good. It always does, when you're with me."
After kissing her again, Jeremy answered "I can tell." She blushed faintly at hearing that, as he continued "And it makes me feel good, knowing that I can make you feel good."
The two of them were content to stay like that for several minutes while Beth got her breath (and strength) back. When she felt ready again, she took Jeremy's hand off her breast and used it to move his arm off of her. That done, she softly pushed on his chest, letting him know that she wanted him to roll over onto his back. When he had, she readily moved to lay on top of him, her legs outside of his, so that she could start kissing his face, just as he'd kissed hers earlier. Then, much like he'd done to her, she began kissing him lower and lower: neck and throat, then upper chest, and after sucking on his nipples for several seconds, moving even lower. The path she took with her lips was by no means straight; but the direction she was going made it clear as could be what her destination was. By the time she reached it, the ultimate target for her attentions was standing at half-staff – something that pleased her immensely before she got her hand wrapped around the shaft of Jeremy's penis, and her lips around the head.
Just as Jeremy had known how to intensify her orgasm, Beth knew how to get Jeremy's manhood to attention – and started doing it. It wasn't but a few minutes before she was only able to get about half his length between her lips; but since she was slowly massaging the other half with her hand, it was okay. As she continued to apply her considerable oral talents to Jeremy's cock, she couldn't help but be amazed by it: so soft on the outside, yet so hard underneath; and how hot it felt in her hand. She never failed to be impressed by how it could grow from a soft fleshy protrusion at his pelvis to something that was longer than both of her hands side-by-side and thick enough that she could barely get her hand around it – and all right in front of her, so she could watch the whole thing.
What Beth was doing with his dick felt pretty damn good to Jeremy; good enough, even, that he figured if he was going to fuck her any time that morning, he'd better find a way of distracting himself from blowing his load into her hungry mouth.
"Beth?" Jeremy asked, trying to get her attention. When she looked up at him (her mouth still full of his cock), Jeremy told her "I want to do you, too…"
Nodding her agreement (damn, having her tongue rubbing along that spot felt good!), Jeremy wasn't surprised when she decided to keep her lips wrapped around his dick. It took several seconds while she got herself turned around, so that he could guide her until she was laying almost on top of him, with a knee on each side of his head.
As usual, Jeremy couldn't help pausing to look at her for a few seconds: the smooth firm thighs that framed the dark vee of her mons, which was split by the visibly wet and slightly parted labia of her womanhood – and all of that supporting an ass that Jeremy simply felt needed to be duplicated in stone and put on display in a museum somewhere, so that everybody could see just how fine it was. And, as usual, it was the unique scent of aroused Bethany that finally drew his head up, and his tongue out so that he could run it between the thin, soft lips that guarded her treasure. And again, as usual, the taste of her oils made Jeremy think his taste buds must be doing happy little dances on his tongue.
It was when he felt Beth's tongue trying to wrap around the head of his dick that Jeremy remembered that he needed to distract himself from what her mouth felt like on him – and set about doing so with a will.
Jeremy (nor Beth, for that matter) had no idea how long the two of them stayed like that, pleasuring each other. Jeremy finally figured out that Beth actually wasn't trying to get him to fill her greedy and oh-so-warm mouth with his cum; but that wasn't until after he'd enjoyed the hell out of slowly bringing her to the first of a couple of climaxes. She'd been laying on him for a few minutes while she recovered from the second one when he heard her say "Jer? I… I'm ready, now. For you to fuck me, I mean."
Jeremy pulled his head back from where he'd been idly licking up any of her escaping juices, and stopped caressing the smooth mounds of her ass, before asking "You're sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure. There's just one thing…"
"What's that?" he asked.
Beth told him "I know – I mean, I read – that it would be easiest for me if I was on top of you until, you know… But the way I've been thinking about us being together the first time… it's always with you on top of me, and that's how I want to…", her voice trailing off.
"If that's what you want, Beth, then it's fine with me. But what made you think it would make any difference to me?"
"I was just afraid that if I wasn't doing what would be easiest on me, then you might not want to – you know, so that you could be sure you didn't hurt me."
Hearing that, Jeremy waited until he was able to get Beth turned around again, and laying next to him, before he told her "Beth, I don't want to hurt you. But if you're grown up enough that you want us to be able to fuck, then I have to figure you're grown up enough to decide for yourself how you want it to happen. If you want me to be on top of you, then that's what we'll do. I'm still going to try and make it as nice for you as I can, and I'm going to be sorry if it still hurts you. But it's up to YOU whether or not you want to take the chance of that happening, not me."
Beth could see from her brother's expression, and hear in his voice, that he meant everything he'd just told her; and knew that he loved and respected her enough to let her make her own choices – and live with the consequences. Surprised at how happy and proud it made her feel, knowing he was treating her like the adult she wanted to be, she smiled up at him before saying "That's what I want: for you to be on top, fucking me, because you love me."
Smiling back at her, Jeremy answered "I do love you, Beth. And the first time we fuck, it can be any time and any place and any way you want."
"Then I want it to be now and here, just the way I said. Brit told me last night that you and her needed help from Dawn because there wasn't enough lubrication. I'm pretty sure I'll be okay; I mean, I know that I'm so wet inside. But wouldn't it help if you were slippery, too?"
Grinning because he had a pretty good idea of what Beth was about to propose, Jeremy told her "Yeah, it would. Have you got something in mind?"
Realizing that he was teasing her a bit, Beth still felt herself blush faintly before she answered "Yeah. I was thinking I could use my mouth on you a little more, and leave some of my saliva on you…"
"I think that would work…" Jeremy responded, his grin getting a little wider.
With that, Beth told him "Get up on your knees, then. That way, I can, uh, get you slippery, but it won't dry out too much before… you know…"
Jeremy simply did as she'd suggested; it took only a few moments before he was on his knees in front of her, his erect cock waving in the air in time with his heartbeat. Beth quickly got her hand on it, then held it still as she leaned forward and got her mouth around it. She didn't just contrive to apply a coating of her saliva to it, either: she used her lips and tongue to make sure that he was fully erect before letting him slip from between her lips, thoroughly coated with her spit. When she looked up at him, there was no mistaking the desire and anticipation in her eyes.
As Jeremy knee-walked his way backwards, Bethany made sure she was mostly centered on the large towel they were on before laying back. Satisfied with where she was, she reached toward the head of the bed to grab one of Jeremy's pillows and set it under her head. Jeremy had stopped when he was roughly even with where Beth's knees were; when she saw that he was ready, she didn't hesitate in the slightest to pull her knees up and spread her legs – opening herself completely to her brother.
It took only a few seconds for Jeremy to get himself positioned in front of his younger sister, then holding himself over her. Reaching between them, he got the glistening head of his penis between the shiny and parted lips that framed the entrance to her vagina. Holding himself steady, Jeremy told her "Beth, I'm not going to just stick my dick in you. If you want me inside, you have to let me in."
Pulling her eyes away from where they were touching, she looked up at him and nodded her understanding before looking back down again.
As Jeremy began to press himself into her, he could feel Beth consciously trying to relax herself, giving him the last little confirmation that she really did want them to fuck. Gradually increasing the pressure he applied, Jeremy could feel Beth's opening slowly expand around him. Progress was slow, but it was also steady, and neither one of them begged off. With a suddenness that surprised both of them, the head of Jeremy's dick suddenly slid through his sisters tight opening; he immediately stopped so that he didn't try to get more of his dick in her than she could handle.
Beth's eyes were huge when she looked up at him and said "God! You already feel so big in me, Jer! I could feel that it was getting close, but I didn't expect it to happen that sudden!"
After giving her a kiss, Jeremy asked "Are you okay?"
Beth just smiled at him as she answered "No, it doesn't hurt – like I said, you just feel so BIG. But I'm already getting used to it, so you can go on if you want."
Even with her assurances, Jeremy waited a little longer before starting to press himself into her again. He'd barely made any progress when he felt what could only be the membrane of her virginity touching the end of his cock. No matter how thin and delicate he thought it was, Jeremy wasn't about to simply push his way through it. Instead, he started a slow rocking motion that not only got him better wetted with Beth's oils, but had him softly bumping against her woman's barrier with each thrust that was only the tiniest fraction of an inch deeper than the one before. As the seconds ticked by, Jeremy began to realize that he had to be past the point where her hymen had been. After getting Beth's attention (she'd been completely focused on what she could see of his cock), Jeremy again asked "Are you okay?"
She reassured him she was, then added "I could kind of feel it a little bit when you were hitting my cherry, but then it just kind of went away. There wasn't any kind of pulling or pain or anything." Shortly on the heels of that, she seemed to realize why Jeremy had asked the question again, and eagerly asked "We're past it? I'm not a virgin any more? You can fuck me now?"
Jeremy couldn't resist smiling in response to her enthusiasm, and told her "Yeah, we're past it. I wasn't sure when it happened, and if you aren't either, then I guess it really was as soft and everything as I thought it was."
"No, I never noticed anything, except what I told you. Does this mean we can really start fucking now?"
"Well, we have to get you used to having me inside first, but yeah, we can really start fucking now" Jeremy answered, amused.
"Good! Uh… I haven't been having any trouble so far… you know, stretching inside. I mean, it isn't uncomfortable or anything, so if you wanted to go a little faster, that would probably be okay. If it isn't, I know you'll slow down again…"
With that, Jeremy had to laugh – which settled his cock a little deeper into Beth before she demanded to know what was so funny. When he told her "You… you're so funny. Even last night, you were so nervous about all this that you couldn't even eat supper. Now that it's happening, you want to get used to having me inside you as soon as you can so we can start doing the other stuff!"
Realizing how much and how fast her attitude had changed, Beth thought it was funny, too, and had to laugh with him – only to gasp when a full inch of his erection slid into her. When Jeremy looked at her, she couldn't help smiling as she told him "No, it didn't hurt; it felt good!" – prompting both of them to laugh again.
Getting the rest of Jeremy's manhood into his sister went a lot faster and easier than either of them would have thought: Beth was certainly more than wet enough inside, Jeremy was still wearing a nice coating of her saliva on his dick, and she found that adjusting to his increasing presence in her vagina was more a source of pleasure than need for adjustment. It finally ended when both of them felt Jeremy's pelvis resting securely against Beth's, while her vaginal entrance was firmly wrapped around the base of his penis.
With nothing else to slow them down or get in the way, it didn't take long before Jeremy was industriously pumping himself in and out of his sister, accompanied by her vocal and enthusiastic encouragement. Having Jeremy on top of her saw Beth through one orgasm, and well on her way toward a second. When Jeremy suggested it, she was perfectly willing to switch around so that he was fucking her from behind; that got her the second, and nearly to a third. Then she wanted to find out what it felt like when she was on top (she could tell that Jeremy was getting a little tired, and wanted to give him some rest), and easily climaxed a third time while bouncing up and down on his erection. She kept moving on him, and it wasn't much longer before the feeling of Jeremy spraying her insides with his jism triggered her fourth. Finally satiated (if only temporarily), Beth was content to snuggle with him afterwards – at least, until the two of them started feeling cold and sticky. Then it was off to the showers, where they somehow managed to give each other one final climax just ahead of the hot water running out.
Once they were both dressed again, Beth headed off to find Brit, so the two of them could compare notes (and experiences). Jeremy was putting away the towel and other things Dawn had provided, while getting his room aired out, when Dawn came in.
Seeing the smile on her face, Jeremy knew that she'd at least heard enough from Beth to know that the youngster was thoroughly pleased with how things had gone. When Jeremy opened one of his dresser drawers while holding the towel and plastic, Dawn reached out and told him "Go ahead and let me have those, Jeremy. I don't think you'll be needing them for any more virgins, and I can still use the towel when we go to the beach. Besides, I paid for them!", the last with a laugh.
Laughing with her, Jeremy handed the bundle over before taking the opportunity to step in front of her and take her in his arms. After giving her a hug, Jeremy told her "Thanks, Dawn." Seeing her look of confusion, he added "I just wanted you to know how much I appreciate everything you've done, is all."
That didn't seem to help much (if any), so he went on to say "Not only did you help me and Brit when we needed it last night, but you were there for us afterwards, too. And then this morning, you were okay with Beth being in here by herself – even though I don't doubt for a minute that you would have like to have been able to watch. On top of that, you've helped me understand how important this was to them, and how I could make it the kind of experience that they'll be happy to remember. Most important, though, is that you're so willing to share yourself with me. Not just the touching and kissing and all that, but what's in your heart. As nice as it is when we're fucking, it's the times like we had last night when we were just with each other, that mean the most to me. I know we'll never be a couple, or anything like that, and that's the way it should be. But I want you to know that when I find a girl that I want to spend the rest of my life with, I know that I'll be the kind of man she'll want to spend the rest of her life with because of all the stuff that I've learned with you: not just the physical stuff like sex, but helping me learn that it's okay for a guy to show he cares, and stuff like that. I know that if I hadn't seen your room that time, and we'd started doing stuff with each other, I never would have had any reason to pay attention to the kinds of things that you've helped me learn. So I'm telling you that I know how good you've been for me, and I'm thanking you for it."
Dawn had started out listening to him feeling a little embarrassed at what he was saying; but by the time he finished, she was quietly crying at how proud she was that he was giving her credit for how good she knew he was turning out; and how much it meant to her to hear him say that it wasn't the sex things they did together that he liked the most, but the others; and to have him not just realizing that she'd been there for the twins, too, but thanking her for it.
Managing to smile through her tears, Dawn told him "You're welcome, Jer. I don't know if I've done all that much, but it makes me feel proud and happy that you think I had something to do with what kind of guy you are – and you are a good guy, the kind that almost every girl wants to find, and damn few deserve. But you've done a lot for me, too; more than I could ever say. And I want you to know that I appreciate everything you've done for me, too. Yeah, the physical things we do together… you always make me feel good, and happy about them afterwards. It's when you talk to me about the things inside you that make me love you; like when you were telling me about how worried you were about being with Brit and Beth. When you told me about all the stuff that you were thinking about being with them, I knew that you cared about them as much as I do, and that made it easier for me for them to be with you – because I knew from what you were saying that I didn't have to be afraid anything was going to mess it up for them: you really understood, more than I thought a guy ever could, just how important her first time is to a girl, and what they needed and wanted was more important to you than anything else. If I really had anything to do with helping you understand that kind of thing, then I'm glad, and you're welcome. But I have to thank you because you did learn those kinds of things."
With that, Dawn let the bundle in her hand drop to the floor so that she could wrap her arms around Jeremy and hug him close; and when she felt him hug her back, she knew that he'd heard and understood what she'd said, too.
When the two of them finally released each other, they shared a brief but loving kiss before Dawn picked up her things again, and left. After she was gone, Jeremy sat down in front of his desk and thought about what Dawn had said.
The next couple of months proved to be more than a little "interesting" for both Dawn and Jeremy. In addition to the time they spent with each other, they were frequently called on by one or the other (or even both) of the twins. As expected, both of the younger two had menstrual cycles; nobody expressed even the suggestion that Jeremy might be able to have even a little bit of his cock inside them – but that didn't mean that there was anything against him using his fingers. Or, if he wasn't available, Dawn was a perfectly acceptable substitute, if they weren't inclined to take care of each others needs and desires. Both of them were more than willing to have Jeremy's hard dick filling them if they weren't having their periods; but they were considerate enough about it that they didn't ask for so much of his attention and efforts that it detracted from the time he spent with Dawn. None of them was the slightest bit reluctant to engage in any kind of single-ended or mutual pleasure, either: Beth and Brit quickly learned to accept and enjoy the times that Jeremy simply wanted to get his head between their thighs; they were similarly ready to have him fill their mouths with his cum pretty much whenever they wanted it. Dawn was as much a partner in any of the various activities as Jeremy or the twins – it wasn't uncommon for any two of them to be engaged in some form of debauchery, only to be spotted by the other two, who would likely as not get started with each other. All in all, it was a singularly wonderful time and household to be a teenager in. Even so, they were all still careful about not taking chances about anything.
Dawn was in her room doing her homework one evening when she heard a soft knock at her open door. Turning around, she was mildly surprised to see that it was Joanna. Dawn gestured for her to come in, and she did – but only after making sure that Dawn's door was closed behind her, which Dawn noted. Setting aside her books, Dawn turned to where Joanna had found a seat on her bed, and asked "What's going on?"
Awkwardly, the younger girl answered "I… I think there's something going on, but I'm not sure what it is, and I think I need to talk to somebody about it. I don't want to go to Mom or Dad because I don't want to get anyone in trouble."
Interested, but not overly concerned, Dawn queried "What do you think is happening? Who with?"
Clearly anguished, Joanna answered "I think maybe something is going on between Jeremy, and Brit or Beth. Boy and girl stuff."
Dawn felt a ball of ice in her stomach, but managed to keep herself composed when she asked "Why do you think there's something going on with them?"
"A few days ago, when I went by Jeremy's room, I thought I could smell something, but I wasn't sure what it was. I stopped to talk to him for a minute so I could see if I could figure out what. Once I was in his room, I finally realized it was a, um, girl smell. Like when she's, uh, you know, excited." Dawn knew that it hadn't been all that long ago that Joanna had had The Talk with their mom, and that she'd only recently had her first period, so she was still a little awed and embarrassed about such things. Dawn just nodded that she understood, and Joanna went on "At first, I just thought that Jeremy had maybe had a girl from school in his room while nobody else was home. But then, later, I remembered that I'd smelled that same exact smell before."
Without waiting for Dawn to prompt her, Joanna continued "I know that sometimes Brit and Beth do things together. I mean, I've seen them, sometimes, kissing and touching and stuff when they didn't know I could see. And a couple of times, I've had to go into their room for one of them, and kind of smelled that girl smell. And that's what I remembered: that what was in their room was the same as what was in Jeremy's. I don't know what was happening, or what they were doing – Jeremy and whichever one of them, I mean – but I know that a girl only makes that smell when she's… doing things. You know, sex stuff."
Dawn didn't bother asking how Joanna could know that a girl only made that her unique scent when she was aroused; there wasn't any point to embarrassing her by forcing her to admit that she was starting to masturbate. A little bit of a "late bloomer", she was just starting to blossom: her breasts were barely the size of half-tennis balls, and the little bit of hair she had probably didn't extend over more than half her pubis; there still wasn't a lot of difference between her waist and hip measurements, either – but she'd apparently discovered that all-important little button at the top of her slit…
Trying to buy some time, Dawn asked "Why are you telling me all this? You said you didn't want to tell Mom and Dad; but what do you think I can do about it?"
Still obviously troubled, Joanna told her "I thought if you knew, then maybe you could talk to them – or at least, Beth or Brit! I don't think they're supposed to be doing stuff with guys, are they? And specially not with Jeremy!"
Dawn thought about all that Joanna had said – and not said – and decided to see if she couldn't distract the younger girl away from saying anything to anyone else until she had a chance to talk to Jeremy. It didn't take her long to come up with something that she figured would do the job…
"Joanna, you said that you've seen Brit and Beth doing things together, like kissing and touching and 'stuff'. What did you mean by that?"
Plainly embarrassed, it took several seconds before Joanna was able to answer by saying "B… Beth… Bethany had her mouth on one of Brit's boobs. Where her, um, nipple is. And… and I'm pretty sure she was, uh, sucking on it." A moment later, she added "When I saw them touching, they were touching each others boobs, too."
"When did you see them doing that stuff?"
"I've seen them kissing each other for a long time, but I didn't see them touching each other like that until over a month ago. It was maybe a week later, and I saw… the other part."
"You haven't said anything about it to Mom and Dad?" Dawn asked, though she figured she already knew the answer.
Joanna simply shook her head in the negative, so Dawn asked "Why not?"
"I didn't want them to get into trouble."
Something about her answer didn't seem to fit, and it took only a few seconds for Dawn to figure out what it was. "You said you didn't want them to get in trouble, but you're still talking like what they were doing is wrong, or bad."
"Isn't it?", the younger girl asked, plaintively.
Hearing that, Dawn knew that she could keep her sister from saying anything that would make trouble for her or Jeremy or the twins. But she didn't want to have to do anything like that if she didn't have to, and opted to continue with her original idea.
"Joanna, did you stop to think that what they were doing might not be bad or wrong?"
"What do you mean? Isn't it?"
"I didn't say it wasn't – but I haven't said that it is, either. I asked you if you had though that it might not be."
Confused, Joanna stammered "But… but… don't people talk bad about girls that kiss and touch each other like that? And do the other stuff I saw?"
"If those other people know when girls are doing things like that, yes, some of them talk REAL bad. But the people that talk that way usually aren't real smart, and can't or won't try to think of anything but their own ideas of what's right and wrong."
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is, what if there were ways of thinking about it that showed that what they were doing wasn't so bad? What if somebody could show how them
kissing and touching each other wasn't as bad as everybody thought? If it wasn't bad, then maybe it could even be good?"
Well and truly baffled, Joanna demanded "How could it not be bad?"
With her sister's head securely in the noose of words that she'd created, Dawn calmly went about tightening it. "Okay, how about this, then: you've seen them kissing. Was either one of them hurting the other one to make it happen?"
"No. They were kissing each other, and holding hands."
"So neither one of them was doing anything to hurt the other one, then. Is it bad that they were doing it without hurting each other?"
It took a few moments before Joanna reluctantly answered "No, that part isn't bad."
"You just said that that part wasn't bad; so you think that them actually kissing was wrong?"
"Yes!"
"But if they were kissing, don't you figure they at least like, or maybe even love, each other? Is loving someone bad, then?"
It took even longer before Joanna could reply "No, loving someone isn't bad. But what about the touching?"
"What about it? They weren't letting someone else touch them, were they? Or touching someone else?"
"No, but…"
"But the only ones they were touching were each other", Dawn interrupted, before continuing "Haven't you already agreed that they were kissing because they love each other? So don't you think maybe touching each other like that just means that they love each other even more. Can you understand now that maybe it's even a good thing that they can love and even trust each other enough that they're both okay – remember, they aren't doing anything to PUSH each other – with the touching? That maybe it isn't as bad or wrong as you thought?"
Dawn could see that her sister was stunned at the possibility that the things she'd witnessed might not be what she'd first thought of them. All that was left was to get her to start thinking of possible alternative explanations and viewpoints on other things, too.
After a few moments, Dawn got her sisters attention again: "Joanna, maybe you need to think about the other things you've said you've noticed – about the twins, and Jeremy. See if there aren't other ways of looking at them, or maybe other reasons for it that are different. Instead of thinking that whatever they were doing was wrong, you should try to see if there was anything right going on, instead."
Joanna could only sit there, knowing full well that Dawn was right: that she did need to reconsider the things she'd told Dawn about, as well as the ones she hadn't mentioned. Feeling bad about how she'd come in and bothered Dawn without really knowing what she was worried about, Joanna quietly said "I will, Dawn. Honest."
"That's good, Jo. If you're sure that something is happening after you do that, don't be afraid to let me know, okay?"
Nodding her head, Joanna got up and silently headed for the door. A bit later and she was gone, leaving Dawn's door open again behind her.
Once she was alone, Dawn calmly let out a deep breath. The little 'lesson' she'd just given Joanna was little more than intellectual smoke and mirrors; she didn't doubt for a moment that the girl would be back in a matter of just a few days. Well, that gave her time to talk to Jeremy and see what he thought, and if he had any suggestions. If she had to, Dawn still had one more thing to try before threatening the youngster with waiting too long before "complaining" about any misdeeds she knew about.
Figuring that she could let Jeremy know in the morning that they needed to talk that afternoon, Dawn set it all aside so that she could keep her attention on her Trig homework.
By the time Jeremy came into her room the next afternoon, Dawn had had the time and opportunity to think a little more about what Joanna had said, and what she knew about what all of them had been doing, and how. After Jeremy had given her a kiss and gotten himself comfortable on her bed, he asked "What did you want me to come home early for?"
Dawn carefully told him about the visit she'd gotten, making sure that she distinguished between what Joanna had said, and what she (Dawn) had thought and surmised. By the time she was done, she could see that Jeremy thought it was as serious as she did.
Then she told him "I've been thinking about what we've been doing, and how, and all that, too. There are a couple of things that I know we could do better, now, but anything else… nothing."
With her brother still looking at her, Dawn went on to tell him "I've been thinking about it pretty much all day, Jer, and I know that if I have to, I can use the fact that she says she knew about all that stuff, but didn't say anything about it for so long, to make her stay quiet. But I don't want to have to do that – she's my sister, and I wouldn't like bullying her that way. So if you can think of anything else that would keep her from wanting to say anything, I'd be glad to hear it."
Jeremy wouldn't have been the slightest bit reluctant to admit that Dawn was the smarter of the two of them – at least as far as school and formal education were concerned. But Dawn would have been just as willing to say that Jeremy was her superior at informal learning, and what she called "thinking around corners". So when he simply sat there without saying anything, Dawn knew that he was doing just what she wanted him to: trying to find an alternative that she simply couldn't see.
After a bit, Jeremy asked "You said she's at least touching herself, and probably masturbating?"
"I haven't seen her, but since she knew what it was when she smelled an excited girl, I figure it's a safe bet. Why?"
Jeremy got a little bit of a distracted look on his face for a minute or so before "coming back" and asking Dawn "From the way she was acting and talking, you thought she was still feeling embarrassed and all that about what she was doing?"
"It sure seemed that way to me", Dawn answered, not bothering to ask why he wanted to know.
A few more seconds passed before Jeremy asked "What if you've got it wrong? Instead of her being upset about seeing Beth and Brit" -Jeremy had started making a conscious effort to use their names, instead of just saying "the twins", as a way of reminding himself that they were two different people – "what if Jo was actually jealous or envious of them, without even realizing it? Isn't it possible that she wants to do that stuff, too, even if she doesn't want to admit it, even to herself? That she's just afraid to try it because she's afraid if she tries to get someone to do stuff with her, too, that they'll laugh, or say that she isn't pretty enough, or doesn't have enough tits yet, or something?"
Hearing what Jeremy said, Dawn realized that the possibility that he'd just suggested had completely escaped her.
The expression on Dawn's face prompted Jeremy to continue "If Jo was part of it, too, wouldn't that be the best reason she could have not to say anything?"
The idea of Joanna being involved with what she and the twins were doing actually threw Dawn for a bit: the girl wasn't as pretty or sexy or developed as she or the twins, at her age – but when she thought about it, Dawn realized that Jo still had some growing to do, and that she really didn't look all that different from how she (Dawn) or Beth or Brit only as old as she was. She didn't start developing quite as soon, true – but once she HAD started, it hadn't taken long for her to get as far as she had. With a little help from her and the twins, it really wouldn't take much before she was certainly pretty enough…
Only then did Dawn remember that being "part of it" could conceivably include Jeremy. Actually, almost certainly would: there wouldn't be any way of getting around the fact that the three older girls were spending no small amount of time alone and in various combinations with him. So what about Jo and Jeremy?
"If joanna was 'part of it', too, wouldn't that mean that she'd be with you, too, Jeremy?"
"Probably, eventually", he calmly answered, before adding "But I don't think that would be until after she'd had plenty of time and everything with you and Beth and Brit. And it wouldn't be like I'd be fucking her and all that."
"Why not?"
Giving his sister a bit of a Look, Jeremy answered "Dawn, she just turned thirteen. BOTH of us know she isn't anywhere near being grown up enough to want anything like that. And even though Brit and Beth didn't have any problems, I know that it's because they – we! – were damn lucky; Joanna is so much smaller than they are that I wouldn't even think about it, even if she asked! The other stuff… yeah, I can see that happening. But that? No way! You put the virgin kit away, and I don't have any desire to be digging it out again."
Dawn couldn't help smiling at hearing that last sentence; and listening to him, Dawn knew that Jeremy had no interest of getting between the legs of another one of his sisters.
"If you're right", Dawn told him, "about Joanna, then the rest of it makes perfect sense. But how do we – I! – find out if that's really what's going on with her?"
Jeremy considered that for a few seconds, then suggested "You said you figure she'll be back to talk to you again?" Dawn nodded, and he continued "Then maybe you could try something like saying you remember what it was like when you were her age, and offer to help? Maybe show her that she doesn't have to feel embarrassed or ashamed about what she's feeling and doing, and let her know that if she wants to, you can help her feel good – or even better?"
Dawn grinned as she answered "I think that would work. And maybe I could even see if Brit or Beth would help, since they're closer to her age than I am, and she's already seen them. Yeah, that's what I'll do."
Seeing what time it was, Dawn asked Jeremy "We've got some time before anyone else gets home – think you'd like to bend me over the bathroom sink for a quickie?" with a lecherous grin.
With feigned reluctance, Jeremy answered "Well, I suppose we could do that…" before he couldn't hold it any more and grinned back.
A bit later, both of them were naked in the bathroom as Dawn held herself up (and steady!) with the sink, enjoying the feeling of Jeremy sliding his hard cock in and out of her while he was playing with her breasts and nipples…
It was nearly a week before Joanna approached Dawn right before supper one night and said "Dawn? I… I'm sorry, but I still can't think that what Beth and Brit were doing was good. I can kinda see that it maybe wasn't so bad, but that's not the same thing. And I'm still having problems when I think about Jeremy and one of them maybe, you know, doing stuff."
Dawn calmly answered "Okay, Jo. Don't worry yourself about it too much. Can you try to get home early tomorrow? If you can, I'd like you to come up to my room; there are some things that I can to talk to you about that might make a difference."
Visibly relieved that Dawn was still willing to try and find a way to help, Joanna quickly answered "Sure, I can do that. Gina asked if I wanted to come over to her place, but it wouldn't be any big deal if I didn't."
"That'd be great, Jo. We'll talk more then."
When her sister turned to leave, Dawn went back to what she'd been doing – but with a pleased smile on her face. During supper, Dawn quietly told Jeremy "Can you find something to do so that you don't get home until a little before the kids do? I've got someone that I'm going to be talking to, tomorrow afternoon", knowing that he'd know who and why.
He did, and simply asked "Sure, I can do that. Would five o'clock be too early?"
Dawn considered it for a moment before answering "No, that should be fine. You might want to be quiet about getting to your room, though, just in case I need a little more time."
"No problem", Jeremy assured her before taking another bite of dinner.
After supper, Dawn made a brief visit to the twin's bedroom, where they were doing their own homework. Her time there wasn't as brief as it could have been if she and the two of them hadn't engaged in no small amount of kissing and mutual fondling.
The next afternoon, Dawn was sitting on the edge of her bed when she heard a soft knock at her door. Knowing who it was, she simply said "Come on in, Jo."
After coming in and closing the door behind her, Joanna started toward Dawn's chair when the older girl told her "Come on over here and sit with me, would you, please? The things I want to talk to you about… it would probably be easier if we were closer."
Joanna was a more than a little curious about what Dawn could say that would be easier with both of them sitting on the bed, but did as she was asked.
When her sister was seated next to her, Dawn took one of the girls hands and held it in both of hers before saying "Jo, I thought some more – a lot more – about what you said. While I was doing that, I realized that a lot of what you were saying and thinking was because there are things that you don't know yet. And I also remembered what it was like for ME when I was your age, and some of the things that I had to go through, because I didn't have an older sister to talk with, and to help me with them. So what I'd like to do is help you in ways that I know will make a whole lot of difference. Some of it is going to be with words – you and me talking to each other, and asking and answering questions. Other parts of it are going to be me showing you things, and helping you do them, because I am older and know more about them. If there's something you need or want to show me, then you can do that, too – but only if you want to and when you want to. Does that sound like something that you'd want to do?"
Still a little curious, but also somewhat relieved, Joanna answered "Yeah, Dawn, that sounds great."
Smiling, Dawn told her "Good. Now, just to make sure that I understand what's going on, I'm going to see if I can describe what things are pretty much like for you right now: stuff that has happened, and what you're maybe thinking about."
Confused, Jo asked "How can you do that? How can you try to describe what it's like for me?"
"Remember, I was the same age you are, and it wasn't so long ago that I've forgotten what it was like for me. But it's also later, too, so I think I have a pretty good idea what things have changed, and how, and even how much. Besides, I didn't say I was going to tell you how it IS; I said I was going to try to describe what it's pretty much like for you. I know I'm not going to get it exactly right, but I'll bet I can get pretty close. I just want you to listen, and then when I'm done, you can tell me how I did, okay?"
After the younger girl nodded her agreement, Dawn said "I know that Mom talked to you about boys and girls and babies and all that when you were twelve. She did that for me, and Beth and Brit; and I expect she'll do it for Carla and Tracy, too. She also had you read those books that told you about the medical part of it – how babies grow inside and all that. And she talked to you about when you'd 'start becoming a woman', as she puts it, and had you read about that in the books, too. Maybe it was kind of cool reading about babies and how they grow and all that, but the other part… that probably didn't make a lot of sense to you at the time. Then when you had your first period, and saw that you were starting to grow tits and hair, you'd probably forgotten most of it, and had to go read the book again."
Joanna's faint blush was confirmation that Dawn didn't particularly need before she continued. "Even when you read that stuff again, it still didn't make a lot of sense. The book was using a lot of doctor words and talking about how your body would change and grow and all that, but it wasn't telling you anything about how you were feeling, or helping you with any of the stuff you were thinking about. And there sure wasn't anything in there that helped you with the boys and girls and babies stuff that Mom didn't really talk about. She said stuff like you needed to start being careful when you were around boys; and that you were going to start thinking about yourself, and boys, differently – but she didn't say why you had to be careful, or what would be different about how you thought about yourself and guys. I'll bet she said something about saving yourself for later, but she didn't say how or why."
A somewhat amazed Joanna was listening raptly as Dawn told her "Mom said she loves you, and she does. But I don't think she said anything to you about how you could, or should, handle the changes – that she didn't describe very well! – she said you'd be going through, except maybe to just tell you to be 'careful', but without saying how or why or about what. So when you started growing boobs and hair and having periods, there was a lot about it that you really didn't understand. All the other changes going on with your body only seemed to make it worse: you started getting more pimples and blemishes than you did before; and it seemed like you could buy new clothes, and they wouldn't fit by the time you got them home; and it seemed like your body didn't want to anything you told it to, that things that used to be easy were suddenly hard. And on top of everything else that seemed to be going wrong, you started thinking about things, having feelings that you'd never had before, and even wanting to do stuff that you'd never even thought of until then. Maybe you'd notice how good it felt when the water from the shower or tub hit you in a certain place or a certain way. Or you might just be sitting someplace, and all of a sudden you'd have a different feeling someplace on your body that just seemed to come out of nowhere. It might be that you'd start out thinking about one thing and all of a sudden you'd realize that you were thinking about something completely different – something that was way more personal. At the weirdest times, you'd find yourself wondering what would happen, or how it would feel, if you did something."
Joanna was mesmerized when Dawn went on "The stuff happening with your body was making you crazy, too. It didn't seem like your tits were growing at all, but they'd still feel funny sometimes, and your nipples would get so hard that you had to touch them and rub them so they'd feel better. After gym class at school, when you took a shower with the other girls, it seemed like all of them had bigger tits than you, and more hair between their legs. Any time of day or night, no matter where you were or what you were doing, you might suddenly have these feelings – inside you, between your legs, maybe; or on the outside, at the top, where your clitoris is. It might feel like you just had to have something, but you weren't sure what, and that only seemed to make the feelings worse. And on top of all that, you'd realize that you were getting wet, inside, between your legs; maybe even so wet that some of it leaked out. I'd bet there were times that you'd look at a guy, and start thinking about things – stuff you'd never actually do, but you couldn't stop yourself from thinking about them, anyway."
Joanna was blushing furiously, and Dawn calmly told her "Jo, that kind of stuff happens with all of us. Every female that has gone from little girl to adult woman has been through that. And I'd bet that every last one of them thought that she was the only one it ever happened to, and that the things she was thinking and feeling were so weird and strange that nobody would ever talk to her again if they ever found out. But that isn't how it is – not even close. And what's really funny is that there isn't a single bit of it that's her 'fault' – I mean, every last bit of it is because of all the changes happening in her body. I don't mean that she's growing tits or hair, but all the hormones and chemicals and things that make her tits and hair grow, and have periods. It's particularly bad at first because her body is still new at making all that stuff, and hasn't 'learned' how to do it very well – so there's a lot of times when there's too much or not enough of one thing or another. The girl isn't feeling or thinking or doing that stuff on purpose, at least, not most of it. That funny feeling you get between your legs, that's called 'desire', or being horny, and just means that your body thinks that it wants to have a guy inside you. That part, you can't help but feel because of all those hormones and things sloshing around inside. But what you can control is what you do about it: just because you get that empty feeling between your legs, you don't have to find a guy to fill it up for you. I think you know that Mom and Dad would think that was a pretty bad thing to do, even."
It took a second for Jo to realize Dawn was joking, and smile, before her sister continued "So instead of getting someone to fill up that empty feeling, most girls – and I mean almost all of them – choose to do something else, like touch themselves. Enough, maybe, that they get a good feeling; or even more, so that they have an even better feeling that's called an orgasm or climax. Or a girl might just feel that one part of her body or another feels like it needs attention – like maybe her nipples or boobs. It might be that she just wants to be kissed and touched. What a girl might feel at one time or another could be almost anything… remember, her body is busy making all this stuff to change her from a girl to a woman, and how much of what her glands and things are making is almost always changing. And like I said, when she's just starting out, her body isn't very good about making that stuff, so there's almost always a bit too much or too little of something. You remember last year, when Dad decided he wanted to start making his own fishing lures?" The younger girl had to laugh; his first few attempts were unusable, and he was sometimes left with paint on his fingers, or a feather or other decoration stuck on his hand. Once, he had to go to the doctor to get a fishhook removed from his ear – something that the rest of the family teased him about for months. But he kept at it, and the results gradually improved. "Your body is kind of like that, right now. Sometimes Dad got glue in his hair; with you, it's easier for you to get pimples. Dad used the wrong colors sometimes; you aren't happy with how big your tits are, yet. See what I'm getting at?"
Nodding, Joanna answered "Yeah, I do."
"Something else I want to tell you is that you don't have to try and go through all this by yourself – not knowing if what you're feeling or doing is 'right'. Just like Dad would read magazine articles with instructions about how to make fish lures, it's okay for you ask for help with the stuff that you want to know. You don't have to be ashamed or embarrassed about it, either. Like I said, you're not the first or only one to go through all that, and you don't have to do it alone and try to figure out everything by yourself."
"Wh… what do you mean?"
"I mean just what I said. It wasn't long after I started getting tits and hair that I started touching myself, and I'll bet you're doing it, too." Mortified that her secret was out, Joanna couldn't face her sister, choosing to stare at her lap, instead. But she could still hear as Dawn told her "You don't have to be embarrassed, Jo. I just said that I did it, too, remember? From what I've read in magazines and books, everybody does that. It's perfectly normal, and it's okay – you aren't doing anything 'wrong', and it isn't going to hurt you as long as you're even a little bit careful."
"R… really?"
"Yeah, really. If it wasn't, do you think I'd be willing to prove it by doing this?" Dawn answered, before standing up and letting her dress drop to the floor. Having removed her bra and panties as soon as she'd gotten home, she was left standing there stark naked, as Jo saw when she raised her head in response to seeing Dawn's dress fall. Wide-eyed, she continued to watch as Dawn calmly sat down again, then turned and rested her back against the headboard – and calmly lifted and spread her knees, leaving the younger girl with a clear view of the older's sex.
Then, much to Jo's amazement, she watched as Dawn slowly moved a hand between her legs and began running the end of one finger along her cleft. It wasn't but a few seconds until Jo could see that Dawn's clitoris was starting to make an appearance above her slightly-parted labia. As the younger girl watched, her sister's vaginal lips got slightly longer as the area between them became visibly moist. Dawn's actions slowly shifted from sliding her finger between her vaginal folds to paying more and more attention to the nubbin of flesh at the top. As Dawns activities increased there, Jo could see her older sisters labia grew even more, and darkened in what was obviously increasing arousal. Looking a little higher, it was plain as could be that Dawn was enjoying what she was doing: her breasts were visibly tight, with the dark knobs of her nipples standing out like little erasers.
So fascinated was she by she saw of her sister (and what she was doing!), Joanna jumped a little when Dawn next spoke to her, saying "Jo? If you want to look at me – you know, closer – it's okay. I know I'm older than you are, and don't look the same, but I think you'll see that I'm not all that different, either. And if you want to take your clothes off, I can help show you how you can make yourself feel better. I know it feels good when you touch yourself like this, but I can help you learn how to make it feel even better."
Seeing the doubt on her sisters face, and how she was hesitating, Dawn said "Really, Jo, it's okay. I'm a girl, too, and your older sister; I told you that I've already been through what you're experiencing now – I love you and trust you enough that I'm willing to do this so you can see that you don't have to be ashamed or anything. Can you love and trust me enough to let me help you learn?"
Several seconds ticked by before Joanna finally reached for the buttons on the blouse she was wearing. Her hands were trembling slightly, but she managed to get them all undone before slipping it off. Underneath, she was wearing a plain, white fabric bra; Dawn could see that Jo's breasts weren't yet large enough to need anything more than what she considered to be an "advanced" training bra. But she kept her silence as Jo eased herself off the bed and slowly reached for the catch on the skirt she was wearing. Shortly after that, she was letting it drop to pool around her feet, revealing that her panties were just as plain and white as her bra. When she looked toward Dawn, the older girl gave her a smile and nod of reassurance; thus encouraged, Jo reached for the edges of her bra and pulled it over her head – it didn't have any of the catches or fastenings that "regular" bras used. Next, Joanna slid her feet out of her sneakers before easing her thumbs under the waistband of her panties. Dawn could tell that her sister was thinking about calling the whole thing off before she finally found the courage to push her panties down, and step out of them. She quickly moved her hands in front of her pelvis, but Dawn was still able to see that the younger girl had just a small, very sparse patch of blond hair at the juncture of her thighs. As Dawns gaze moved upwards, she saw that Jo had a slight (but definitely female) curve to her hips and waist; higher up, her breasts were each roughly half the size of a tennis ball – though more cone-shaped. Each was capped with a quarter-sized puffy dark pink areola that sported a nipple that was roughly the size and shape of a pencil eraser.
To show her support, Dawn swung herself around and stood up so that she could take the couple of steps to where Joanna was trembling slightly. After giving the girl a gentle hug, Dawn reached down to take her hands – and after a little initial resistance, move them to Jo's sides. Letting the younger girl see her doing it, Dawn looked Joanna over before looking into her eyes and telling her "I think you're developing just fine. I know that you don't think you have enough tits or hair yet, but that's something that a little more time will fix – honest. You might not believe it, but I didn't look much different that you do, when I was your age; but I think it worked out okay, don't you?"
With that question, Joanna knew that Dawn was inviting her to look, and she did. Dawn's larger bust and more-developed pubic thatch were cause for envy in the younger girl, but she easily understood the point Dawn was making. When she looked into her sister's face again, Jo couldn't help but smile a little as she answered "I think it worked out better than just 'okay'", and getting a smile in return.
Having gotten her sister considerably more relaxed (she was still visibly nervous; just nowhere near as much), Dawn went back to where she'd been sitting on her bed. When she softly patted a spot next to herself, Joanna delayed only a moment before getting herself settled on it. Once she was there, Dawn put an arm around her and gave her a brief hug before saying "See? This isn't so tough, is it? I haven't bitten you or anything!"
With a slight grin at Dawn's teasing, Joanna answered "No, it's not so tough."
Taking one of Jo's hands, Dawn told her "Maybe you don't think so, Jo, but I think you're pretty and sexy now, and I can see how much more you're going to be those things when you get a little older. It used to make me crazy to hear someone say something like that – 'when you get older' – because it didn't seem like anything was ever going to happen. But somehow, when I wasn't looking, it did. One day, when I was in the shower, I suddenly realized that I was washing tits that were way bigger than I remembered; and when I looked, I had more hair than I thought I could even get. So I can look at you, and see where you are now, and have a pretty good idea of where you will be. There aren't any pictures of me like this" – drawing a giggle from her sister – "but if you look at something like my school pictures when I was your age, you can see that I didn't have much of a shape. Then think about how I look now and it should give you a pretty good idea of what's going to happen with you. I know it won't seem like it's happening fast enough, but I promise: it is happening. As hard as it is to accept sometimes, there are still some things that just take time. It might help if you think about how different you are now from where you were even just a year ago."
Joanna did think about it, and remembered that the tits she had then were just faint bumps on her chest then – and that she hadn't had any pubic hair at all. Smiling, she told Dawn "Yeah, it does help."
"So you think maybe it'll be a little easier, now?"
"Yeah, I think so. Still not easy, but easier."
"Are you okay with learning this other stuff, too?"
Realizing that she and Dawn had been sitting next to each other without a stitch of clothing on, it took Jo only a moment to decide. Though still a little self-conscious, she answered "Uh-huh. The stuff I've been doing… it feels good and everything; but if it can feel even better…"
Smiling, Dawn told her "Oh, I think you'll find that it can be way better. First thing, though, is I want you to think about something.
"What's that?"
"I want you to think about how you felt about what you were doing – whether you thought it was good or bad, right or wrong, and that kind of thing."
Joanna did as Dawn said, and it didn't take long for her to understand that it might not have felt as good as it could have simply because she'd been so nervous and ashamed about it. After seeing Dawn touching herself that way, and listening to what Dawn had told her, Joanna knew that there really wasn't any reason to feel either of those things.
From the expression on her sister's face, Dawn knew when she could say "Once you understand that you're not doing anything wrong, that's going to make it better right away. But what helps the most is if you can really listen to what your body is telling you."
"How do you mean?"
"When you're touching and doing things to yourself, don't just focus on what you're doing. Try to pay attention to anything else your body is feeling, too. Here, let me show you… Sit back like I was – with your knees up and apart." Joanna did as instructed, and Dawn then said "Now close your eyes. I'm going to touch you, but I want you to see if you can hear anyplace else on your body telling you it likes what I do. Okay?"
A trifle nervous, Jo closed her eyes and waited. Almost immediately, she could sense how alert she was to learn how and where Dawn would touch her. Several seconds went by before Jo realized that Dawn was waiting, just so she'd be more aware of herself. A few more seconds passed before she felt Dawn's fingertip touch the end of one of her breasts. She initially couldn't feel anything else, but when Dawn started softly stroking her nipple, Joanna could feel it getting longer and harder – but moments later, she could also feel herself starting to get the funny hollow sensation she sometimes had between her legs. As Dawn continued to tease her nipple, Jo became aware that the breast Dawn wasn't touching was starting to feel tight, too, and its nipple responding. In a matter of just a couple of minutes, Joanna knew that both of her nipples were as long and hard as they'd ever been. And between her thighs, she was aware not only of the hollowness there, but could feel a faint draft caressing her erect clitoris. She didn't hesitate for a moment to answer when Dawn quietly asked her what she was feeling, and where. When she was done, Dawn pulled her finger away, told her that she could open her eyes again.
Looking into her sister's eyes, Dawn told her "You know I waited before I touched you so that you would understand what I mean about listening to your body. If I'd touched you right away, you probably wouldn't have been able to feel those other things as soon as you did. Something else you should know is that there are going to be times, at least at first, when you feel like there's something you want to happen with your body, but you aren't sure what it is. That might be because you aren't excited enough to know what you really want, yet. But it might also be that you want something you don't know how to do yet, or that you can't do by yourself. When you have problems like that, that's when you can come to me, and I'll try to help you: you can tell me what you're feeling, and where, and I can tell you things that you can try that might help. But I have to be honest with you, Jo: some of the things that your body might want, you just can't do by yourself."
"Such as?"
"Such as I'd be surprised if you haven't already tried to see if you could lick or suck your own nipple." Ignoring her sister's faint blush, Dawn told her "I tried it when I was just finding out about this stuff, and couldn't do it – at least, not until I got older and my tits had grown enough. When you have a feeling like that, there just isn't much you can do. You can try to ignore it, but I never had much luck with that; it only seemed to make things worse. Same thing with seeing if something else you can do will work instead. The last one is just let somebody else do it for you."
It took a little bit before the implications of that last sentence really hit Joanna; when it did, she immediately demanded "You mean be naked with somebody else? And let them do stuff to me? I couldn't!"
Smiling, Dawn told her "Yes, that's what I mean. And yes, you could do those things. Aren't you naked with me? Haven't I done stuff to you, even if it was just touching one of your tits?"
"But… but you're different! You're my sister. I know you, and I trust you! Are you saying that you'd do that?"
Calmly, Dawn answered "Yes, I'd do that, if you wanted me to. But it doesn't have to be me; it can be anybody that you love and trust enough. Brit and Beth are closer to your age and size; maybe one or both of them be willing."
Blushing, Joanna told her "I don't think I could ever do that. I'm okay with you 'cause you're so much older than me" – "Gee, thanks!" Dawn teased her – "But I'd be afraid to say anything to them, never mind how nervous I'd be about letting them actually do anything!"
"I'm not saying that it has to be them, or even should be. What I'm trying to get you to understand is that it can be almost anybody, as long as you and them have the trust and love. Besides, you don't have to start out doing anything and everything together. Maybe you could start out by just kissing, you know, like for practice. If that's okay, then you can try just touching on boobs. Just try something small and easy at first, and then do a little bit more each time as long as you and the other person are both comfortable with it."
Still doubtful, Joanna responded with "I dunno…"
"You don't have to decide right now, for everybody, or forever. Just be willing to think about it, okay?"
Willing to at least go that far, Jo answered "Yeah, I can do that", with a smile.
Dawn replied by saying "Good", with a smile. Then she asked "You said it was different, being with me, and having me touch your tits. Do you think you'd like to find out how else it can be different with me?"
Shyly, Joanna answered "Um, yeah, I think I would."
Leaning over, Dawn lowered her head and gave her sister a soft, gentle kiss on the lips. When she pulled her head back, she could see that the younger girl was pleased and touched by her simple gesture. Dawn readily kissed her again, trying to make it as loving as she could; when she looked afterwards, she could see that she'd gotten it right. Gently, Dawn told Joanna "If you want to kiss me back, you can. I'd like that, even."
The next time their lips touched, Dawn didn't have any trouble knowing whether or not Jo was participating. Several more kisses followed, and with each one, Dawn knew that her sister was becoming a more and more willing participant.
Joanna had been a little surprised when Dawn had kissed her the first time, and wasn't quite sure what to think or do. When it happened the second time, it didn't take long before she knew that Dawn loved her – and right on the heels of that, that she loved Dawn. So after being told that it was okay to kiss back, the youngster was perfectly willing to do just that; and as their kissing continued, she started trying to use her lips to express just how much she loved her older sister.
With Jo responding to her kisses, Dawn figured that it was probably time to start moving things along a little bit; the next time she touched her lips to Joanna's, she also let her hand come to rest on the girl's waist. Jo had started, but only a little – and didn't say anything about it afterwards. Each kiss that followed was accompanied by some small movement of Dawn's hand: softly caressing the younger girls waist and hip; cupping her face; gently stroking her arm and shoulder. None of what Dawn did was overtly sexual; but she knew that her sister was fully aware of her touches. Then Dawn shifted from making her kisses loving to making them more inviting, silently encouraging Jo to touch her back – which she eventually did by putting her hand on Dawn's waist. But when she didn't move it after a bit, Dawn quietly told her "I'm okay with you touching me, Jo. I know this is something new for you, and I'm not going to be upset no matter how or where you touch me."
Their next kiss, Joanna's hand slowly moved from Dawn's hip to her side, stopping just short of her breast. Looking into her sister's eyes, Dawn assured her "It's okay if you want to touch my boob. You can touch it, or hold it, or even play with it, if you want to. I want you to know that there's nothing wrong with touching someone, 'specially if you love them, and they love you. And if you want to touch me anyplace else, that's okay, too."
When their lips touched again, Jo's hand easily moved to Dawn's mammary; first she was content to simply hold it, as though she couldn't believe what she was doing. But it wasn't long before she became more active: softly running her fingers across its surface, gently squeezing it, and investigating the nipple protruding from it. When she did the latter, Dawn felt her nipple get longer and harder – which only seemed to encourage the youngster to explore it even more.
The following kiss, Dawn let her hand start slowly moving down from Jo's neck, giving her sister plenty of time to object before Dawn had the younger girls breast cupped in her hand. As Dawn had expected, it was firmer than her own; but it certainly wasn't any less smooth or warm. Softly running her thumb across its peak, Jo's nipple readily stood at attention, ready for Dawn to start gently teasing it as Jo released a soft moan of pleasure. A few moments later, Dawn felt the hand leave her breast, and Jo's fingertips begin moving lower on her body – apparently meaning to give dawn time to say anything. Rather than say anything, however, Dawn opened her thighs, knowing that her sister would be able to tell that she welcomed the contact.
Jo's first contact with Dawn's mons was fleeting and tentative; but when the older girl continued to remain silent and passive, the touches slowly grew in duration… and intimacy.
Dawn had no thoughts of matching the way Jo was touching her. Rather, she wanted the younger girl to get used to the idea that such intimacy was okay, but without making her reluctant to try for fear or embarrassment that she'd be touched more intimately than she'd be comfortable with in return. Instead, Dawn figured to encourage her sisters sensuality by making her more aware of the less overtly sexual parts of her body. Toward that end, Dawn finally lowered head after the two of them finished their latest kiss, and got her mouth fastened on the nipple that her hand wasn't busy with. At the first touch of her lips on Jo's developing mammary, Jo again released a moan – but one that was easily more heartfelt than the one before.
Joanna had been surprised when she heard Dawn say that it was okay to touch her breast. Despite Dawn's previous offers and assurances, Jo still hadn't been sure that her sister had meant it. But when she'd finally dared to put her hand on it Dawn hadn't said or done anything. With her hand on Dawn's breast, Jo could only marvel at how it felt – so warm, and smooth. And the way that her hand didn't even begin to hold all of it! When Jo realized that she was free to really find out what a grown woman's breast felt like, she readily took advantage of the opportunity. It didn't take her long to decide that Dawn's breast was the smoothest thing she'd ever felt; and that as heavy and full as it felt in her hand, it was also somehow soft and firm at the same time; her own breasts almost felt hard, in comparison. When she got to the nipple, she was amazed and delighted when she felt it get longer and harder under her touch; she couldn't resist trying to find out just how much it would grow.
The next thing to enter Joanna's mind was to wonder what Dawn was like farther down. Sure, Dawn had said that it was okay to touch her 'anyplace else' – could she have meant that Jo could touch her… there, too? Not quite daring to believe it possible, Jo knew that she at least had to find out. Remembering how Dawn had used her fingertips to signal what she wanted to do next, Joanna did the same; every millimeter that her hand moved lower, the more certain she was that Dawn was going to tell her to stop. When that didn't happen, Jo still had to make sure that Dawn didn't mind being touched there. But after she'd run her fingers through her older sister's incredibly soft and luxurious hair without being reprimanded, she finally dared to start finding out what Dawn was like between her legs.
Joanna was using a fingertip to map out the intricacies of Dawn's womanhood when she felt the older girl's lips on her breast. The feeling of it was incredible, and she couldn't help giving voice to the pleasure of it.
Dawn didn't have any trouble detecting the aroma of her own arousal; but underneath it, she could also catch traces of what had to be Joanna's increasing excitement, as well. Pleased with how things were going, Dawn finally let her hand begin wandering across her sister's body. Though she was careful not to get too close to the area between the youngster's thighs, she could still tell that Jo was slowly becoming more and more comfortable with (and aroused by!) her touch. Between her own legs, she could feel Jo's gentle explorations – not just of her mons, but her labia and even the entrance to her vagina were subjected to the younger girls soft touches.
When she had her sister softly panting, Dawn knew that it was time to ratchet things up a bit more. Releasing the nipple she had between her lips, she quickly moved to tend to the other, and soon had it standing as tall and proud as the first. Then it was back to the first to restore it to its full glory. The time she spent moving between the two quickly shortened as she steadily brought both of them to full hardness, faintly glistening with her saliva. From there, she branched out to begin applying soft kisses to, and using her lips to gently "nibble", whatever she could reach of Jo's soft skin. Face, shoulders, ears, breasts… there wasn't much that Dawn didn't touch her lips to.
Thoroughly focused on what Dawn was doing to her, Joanna barely noticed the bed shift slightly – simply attributing it to Dawn changing position. It wasn't until she eventually realized that she had a pair of lips wrapped around one of her nipples while another was softly nibbling on her ear that Joanna opened her eyes – and saw that she and Dawn had been joined by Beth and Brittany, with Brittany being the one softly sucking on her breast as Beth started doing the same to her earlobe. Looking over to where Dawn was kneeling, Jo saw that she was apparently perfectly content with Jo's hand between her thighs – and patently unconcerned about the presence of the twins.
When Dawn saw that Joanna was looking at her, she just smiled and said "I figured you'd be nervous and afraid about the idea of doing anything with Beth and Brit, so last night I asked them if they'd be willing to come in and help."
With that, Brit released her nipple long enough to say "Of course, we said we would. WE had a hard time with all this puberty business, too" before getting her lips fastened on Jo's breast again. Beth followed that by adding "You're our sister, and we love you, and we wanted to show you it's okay if you want to be with us, and that we'd like to be with you, too", followed by tracing the folds of Jo's ear with the tip of her tongue – something that sent shivers down the youngster's back as her nipples seemed to get even harder.
Even though she'd been more than a little upset at first to find the twins in bed with her and Dawn, Joanna quickly calmed down again; she knew that she'd never have had the courage to find out how good it could feel to be with them if she'd been left to her own devices.
And it did feel good having them there with her: having one of her boobs and her ear being stimulated at the same time was ever so much better than just having one or the other being taken care of!
Satisfied with the presence of the twins, Joanna soon discovered that they were as ready and willing to be touched and kissed BY her as they were to do those things to her. And when she felt a small, soft hand caressing the inside of her thigh… well, it just seemed perfectly reasonable and natural that it should eventually move a little higher…
When Jo's hand had been withdrawn from between her legs, Dawn had watched as Joanna hesitatingly moved it to one of Brittany's breasts – then start moving when Brit didn't object. Seeing that the twins were clearly doing a fine job of tending to Jo's wants, Dawn decided that the only "fair" thing to do was take care of theirs. Rather than heading straight for the fun bits, though, Dawn started out by caressing each of them: back and sides and legs and arms were all repeatedly stroked before she finally drew her hands across the tight globes of their asses. Then she shifted her attentions a little farther up, and found herself sharing that pleasure with Joanna, who had a hand on each of them. But instead of competing with Jo, Dawn was willing to move her focus elsewhere; she soon had a had cupping each twins mons as she delicately collected some of each girls essence before starting to toy with their clitorises. It didn't take much of that before she had both of them softly moaning in counterpoint to the sounds they were drawing out of Joanna.
As Dawn continued her stimulation of Brit and Beth, she watched as Brittany's hand settled on the inside of Joanna's thigh – then slowly moved upwards until it was touching Jo's mons. In response, Joanna readily moved her legs apart to make access to her womanhood easier. Soon afterwards, Dawn could see the end of one of Brit's fingers glistening as a result of dipping it between the lips of Jo's sex.
When Joanna had felt the hand on the inside of her thigh finally touching her between the legs, it was so exciting that the only thing she could do was spread her legs to that it could touch her better. Not long after that, she'd felt a finger start tracing along her cleft. It made only a couple of such passes before it dipped ever so slightly into her. It wasn't for very far or for very long, but it was enough for her to release a soft groan of aroused pleasure. A few moments later, it was back again, dipping a little farther into her and staying a bit longer. Then again… and again… After several such efforts she felt the touch on her exposed and sensitive clitoris – and almost climaxed right then and there, it felt so good. It wasn't that whoever was touching her was doing anything particularly different than she'd done herself; it was more the simple fact that it wasn't her finger, that someone else was touching her so intimately and making her feel good. Well, that and the fact that there was a mouth on each of her breasts and another pair of hands doing nothing but caressing her body, and doing it so slowly and so sexily. Jo was all too aware of all the things being done to the rest of her body, so as the finger on her clit continued to tease that little nubbin of flesh, she was being raised to levels of excitement and arousal that she simply hadn't known existed.
Brit was quietly delighted that she was having the impact on Joanna that she was; her finger felt like it was positively soaked with her sister's juices. When Dawn had asked them the night before if they'd help her with Joanna, she and Brit had been more than willing to do so. After Dawn had left their room they'd talked about it, and both felt and thought pretty much the same thing: as awkward and alone and strange as they'd felt when they were just discovering their bodies, they were delighted to be able to help Jo avoid such feelings. Too, both of them thought that she was certainly more than passably attractive, and were pleased at the thought of being able to get their hands (and lips, and mouths!) on her delectable little body.
Dawn realized that the arousal levels of the twins was pretty darn close to what she could see in Joanna. Which way the sexual energy was flowing wasn't clear – and really didn't matter; it was enough that Joanna was as worked up as she was, and willing to accept what the twins had to offer. In the mean time, Dawn was delighted to be teasing their clits between bouts of sliding a couple of her fingers into each of them…
Bethany wasn't having quite as much fun as Brit, but she was still enjoying what she was doing: softly stroking and caressing every part of Joanna's body that she could reach.- legs, sides, back, arms, shoulders, neck, belly… even one or both breasts when they were available. Joanna hadn't been much of a kisser when they'd started, but she and Brit had repeatedly brought their lips to hers, and she'd quickly gotten the hang of it and was steadily improving. Jo had also been a little hesitant about touching them, too; but seemed to have gotten over that silliness, as well, judging from the way her hand was wandering around!
Dawn could tell that the twins weren't both getting as aroused from what they were doing to their younger sister; it was plain that Brit was getting more enjoyment and pleasure from having her hand between Jo's thighs than Beth was from the rest of the younger girls body. There was enough difference, in fact, that Dawn knew that Brit was as close to having an orgasm as Joanna seemed to be. That proved to be the case when, a few minutes later, Joanna peaked with what was clearly a powerful orgasm – shortly followed by Brittany doing the same. When she'd extracted her fingers from the literal clutches of Brit's vagina, Dawn patted Beth's hip a couple of times to get her attention so that the younger girl could cooperate as Dawn got her stretched out on her back. Knowing what Dawn wanted to do, Bethany could only smile as she lifted her knees up and spread them to expose herself to her. Kneeling on the bed, Dawn cupped Beth's cute little ass cheeks in her hands before using her thumbs to slightly separate Beth's labia – and then see if she couldn't touch tongues with her sister by way of her vagina. It turned out that she couldn't, but neither of them minded all that much, and Beth clearly appreciated the effort. Just a couple of minutes later, Dawn felt a head slip between her legs before a pair of hands were on her ass as a mouth fastened itself over her womanhood. A brief glance downward revealed that it was Brit, apparently wanting to show her appreciation for Dawn's earlier efforts.
When Joanna had recovered her breath (and senses) from the strongest orgasm of her young life, she was surprised to see that her three sisters were strung out on Dawns bed. Beth was laying on her back, but with Dawns head between her legs; Brittany was on her back as well, but with her head between Dawn's thighs; from the sound and sight of it all, it was pretty clear that Dawn was using her mouth on Beth while Brit did the same to her. Jo had tasted her own essence a couple of times, and hadn't found it to be gross or unpleasant; in fact, she'd thought it was kind of… nice. But it had simply never occurred to her that one girl could or would find out what that taste was like for another – never mind actually putting her mouth where it came from! Yet as she watched what the others were doing, and how they were reacting to what was being done TO them, the thought crept into her mind that another girl's juices might be as pleasant as her own had been. And shortly on the heels of that, judging from the pleased noises the others were making, that it might even be fun to find out.
Sitting up, Jo looked at all of them again before quietly asking "Would… would it be okay if I did that, too?"
The last to "join the party", Brittany was the only one to hear the question; she didn't hesitate to lower her head from Dawn's pelvis and ease herself out so that she could sit up before answering "Of course you can, Jo, if you want to. You want to be with all of us, or just one, the first time?"
"I think just one, to start", the younger girl answered apologetically.
Smiling, Brittany assured her "That's fine. Since they're already going, you want to be with me?"
"If you don't mind. I… I never did that before, so I don't know what to do…"
Still smiling, Brit answered "I don't mind – at all. What to do is easy: just try to use your mouth to do to the other girl what you like to do to yourself with your hand. If she likes something, do that some more!"
Happy with how willing Brit was to be her partner while she learned, Jo smiled back at her sister, and nodded her understanding. Brit then told her "It'll probably be easier for you if you get on top of me" before moving to lay on her back. Joanna got to her knees and moved closer, letting Brit guide her into position. Once she had her knees on either side of Brit's head, Jo heard "Now just lean forward, and hold yourself over me – on your knees and elbows is easiest. That way, you can use your hands to open me up."
A few seconds later and Jo had gotten herself into position; it took only a moment for her to understand that it was better if she had her forearms behind Brit's raised thighs. That done, she started to lower her head – only to be greeted by the unique scent of aroused female. She readily followed her nose to it's source, and saw that Brit was already excited: Jo could see that the lips of Brit's sex were parted and the area between them glistening. Having never seen another girl so intimately or as close, Joanna simply had to stop and look.
Underneath her, Brit was doing the same thing, being equally fascinated by the appearance of her younger sister's genitalia. With Jo's mons being all but hairless, Brit didn't have any trouble seeing how the cleft of her sister's sex revealed her hooded clitoris. Her small and delicate inner lips started to grow from its lower edges, separating slightly where Brit knew the entrance to the younger girls virginal pussy was before flowing back together at the bottom. Brit could only marvel at how soft Jo's labia looked, even as she watched them getting a trifle thicker and darker. Brit knew that was a sign that Jo was getting excited, but it still took a few moments for her to realize that it was because Jo was finding how SHE looked to be sexy, too – which only jacked Brit's arousal up another notch. As she raised her head, Brit caught the full scent of her sister; light and fresh, it was also vaguely musky… and most definitely pleasant. Another moment, and Brit was able to slip the end of her tongue between the flesh-and-blood petals of her sister's flower…
When Jo felt Brit's tongue trace across the entrance to her vagina, she thought she'd died and gone to heaven, the feeling was so soft and gentle and yet so exciting at the same time. She couldn't help releasing a soft moan of pleasure before lowering her head the last little bit so that she could return the favor…
Brit was delighted with Jo's first tentative efforts. Knowing that the younger girl would be looking to her for guidance, Brit was more than happy to teach by example; over the course of the next several minutes, she demonstrated just how much could be done with a limber and eager tongue and a pair of lips.
With the feelings that Brit was creating between her legs, Joanna was more than happy to apply the lessons she was getting from the older girl. She knew that she was getting them right by the soft noises her sister made, and how Brit would sometimes arch her pelvis up. Jo didn't know if her increasing excitement was because of what she was doing to Brit or what Brit was doing to her – and it really didn't matter. She could feel herself becoming even more aroused than she'd been when Brit was "just" touching her between the legs, and she knew that the orgasm she could feel slowly building inside her was going to be even greater than the last one.
For her part, Brit was determined to make Jo's first time with another girl something she'd remember for the rest of her life – if only because of the orgasm she had: Brit was having a simply grand time teasing her younger sister to progressively higher and higher levels of pleasure, only to let her slide back a little bit before starting in on her again. Besides, Jo was so tasty, and was getting so wet, and she was having so much fun!
Joanna knew that her sister was teasing her. But inexperienced as she was, she didn't have the faintest idea of what it could do to her, or what she was in for. So she could only accept the increasing pressure over the next several minutes as Brit did things to her that Jo had no idea could BE done before then. She'd been able to give Brit a couple of small orgasms (and she'd known they were small), and was generally satisfied with that – it being her first time, and all – as she felt Brit's tongue begin a fluttering across her clitoris that was simply indescribably pleasant – and stimulating. She could feel the power of the orgasm that was building in her, but was still totally unprepared for it when the dam finally broke: the force of the first spasm left her unable to breathe because her whole body was frozen in place. The power and duration of it actually caused her to black out briefly before it began to fade. She somehow managed to gasp in a fresh supply of oxygen before the second all but overwhelmed her again; knowing that the second wave of her climax wasn't as strong as the first wasn't a great deal of consolation to her as it was happening. The remaining surges of release were progressively milder and milder, but she was still left stunned and gasping when the last tremor faded; unable to hold herself up, she simply collapsed where she was, her full weight on the young woman beneath her.
Off to the side, Dawn and Beth had finished a short time before. After watching what Joanna had gone through, and seeing her simply drop onto Brit, Dawn sat up and asked "What did you do to her, Brit?", her tone making it clear that she wasn't upset, but rather, surprised.
After lapping up one last trickle of her sister's oils, Brittany answered "Nothing! Well, I was kinda teasing her a little, but that's all!"
By that time, Beth was starting to move toward where Dawn was trying to get Joanna off her older sister; as Beth got into position to help, Dawn looked down at Brit and told her "Brit! You know that this was her first time to be with anybody else for anything. It was enough that she had that orgasm from you touching her."
"But she asked if she could do it, too, when she saw what you were doing to Beth, and I was doing to you. What was I supposed to do, tell her 'no'? I thought the whole idea was to let her know it was okay to do stuff with each other; if I'd said I wouldn't do that with her, wouldn't that have messed things up?"
Dawn thought about that as she and Beth got their younger sister moved, and laying on her back. Looking over to where Brit was sitting up, Dawn answered "Yeah, it might have. But you still should have known not to do anything like that to her!"
Guiltily, Brit replied "But I was just trying to make it something she'd remember…"
"Brit, she wouldn't have forgotten it, anyway. But instead of remembering how good it felt and how much fun we had and how much we love her, what if all she thinks about is how scary it was to have an orgasm like that?"
Realizing that her good intentions might have unwanted results, Brittany's eyes were starting to tear up when she answered "I'm sorry, Dawn! I didn't think about that; I just wanted to make her feel as good as I could!"
Seeing that Brit really was sorry for what she'd done, Dawn told her "Well, it's done, now. All we can do is try to let her know that we weren't trying to give her more than she could handle, and that if she wants to be with any of us again, we'll be easier with her. Why don't you get a damp washcloth from the bathroom? We can use it to help bring her around again, and clean her up a little bit – I didn't know a girl could get this wet!"
Brittany quickly moved to do as she'd been asked; by the time she got back, Dawn was resting against the headboard with Joanna in her arms while Beth was softly talking to the younger girl. When Dawn reached out for the washcloth, Brit silently shook her head before starting to gently wipe her younger sister's face. When Jo finally opened her eyes, Brit quickly told her "I'm really, really sorry I made that happen to you, Jo. I forgot that you've never done stuff like this before, and I was trying to make it something you'd remember. Honest, I didn't mean for you orgasm like that, and I'm so sorry if me doing that scared you."
Managing a wan smile, Jo answered "Yeah, it did scare me, a little. But it was so incredible, too – I didn't know it could be like that to be with another girl, or that I could feel so good! You don't have to apologize; I know you didn't do it on purpose after how nice and soft and gentle and everything you were with me before."
Relieved, Brit applied herself to wiping up the overflow of Jo's oils from between her legs; Jo readily spread them so Brit would have easier access.
Dawn gave Jo a gentle hug before asking her "Are you going to be okay, Jo?"
The younger girl looked up at her and didn't hesitate to answer "I'll be fine, Dawn. Really, I'm not mad or anything about what Brit did; and what all of you were doing to make me feel so good before that was great! Before you talked to me, and we started doing stuff with each other, I thought that what I'd been doing – you know, touching myself and everything – was bad, and something I should be ashamed about. But now I know it was okay, and I feel a lot better. When I saw Brit and Beth in here, I was a little bit upset, at first. But after they told me that they love me and everything, and I understood that you and them weren't afraid to let me see you, and touch you… well, it was okay, then, because I knew that you do love me, and I love you, too."
Dawn lowered her head, and Joanna readily joined her in a kiss – one that easily moved from sisterly affection to mutual desire. Dawn felt Jo's tongue touch her lips, and didn't hesitate to part her lips to welcome it.
The first thing Joanna noticed was that Dawn tasted different from when they'd kissed before; then she remembered that Dawn had been using her mouth on Bethany, and that she was undoubtedly getting a second-hand sample of what the other of the twins tasted like. It was different from Brit, but not dramatically so, and only served to convince Jo that she wanted to get her next sample straight from the source. It also made her wonder what dawn tasted like, and start looking forward to finding that out, as well.
After their kiss ended, Jo turned her head to face Beth; it was only a moment before they were checking out each others tonsils.
Brit left them just long enough to thoroughly rinse out the washcloth she'd used on Jo before dumping it in the laundry hamper. Once she was settled back on the bed, she and Jo shared their own kiss.
Gently pulling Jo close, Dawn told her "There's something else you need to know, Jo."
Curious, but unconcerned, Jo asked "What's that?"
"We" – gesturing to include herself and both twins – "haven't just been with each other. We've also been with Jeremy."
Stunned, the younger girl turned to look at Dawn and ask "Really?"
"Yes, really. And not just to do stuff like you did with us, either."
It took several seconds for Joanna to understand the implications of what Dawn said. When she did, her eyes were roughly the size of saucers as she looked first at each of the twins, then finishing with Dawn, before asking "You… you've done… stuff with him?"
"Yes, we have. All three of us. Not just touching, or us using our mouths on him, and him doing that for us, but more, too."
Hesitantly, Jo wanted to know "You've been… fucking? Having sex with him?"
"Yes. I was first, a little bit before my birthday, when I got started on birth control. Jeremy was the one I gave my cherry to. A while later, Beth and Brit figured out that something was going on between me and Jeremy, partly because we were getting crazy about being able to fuck. So they got us together and wanted to know what was going on, and we had to tell them. Once they understood that Jeremy couldn't get me pregnant, they weren't worried about us – except for me and Jeremy maybe getting caught. A little later, they decided that they wanted to find out what it was like, too, and they were able to convince Jeremy that they were really ready to do that. When they got the chance, both of them gave their cherries to him, too. They can't get any kind of birth control, so they're only with him when they can't get pregnant, between their periods."
Visibly scared, Joanna asked Dawn "Does that mean that I should start fucking Jeremy, too?"
Dawn quickly hugged her sister before answering "No, not at all. Jeremy was real unsure about being with Brit and Beth because of how young they are, and how much smaller they are than me. Even if you wanted to, and asked him, I don' t think that he'd be willing to do anything like that with you; you're still just too young."
Joanna's relief at hearing that was plain as could be before she wanted to know "Are any of you doing anything with anyone else?"
"No, it's just been me and Jeremy and these two. And now you, too, if you want."
"Me and Jeremy?"
"No, not yet. We know that all of this is still new to you, and that it's going to take a little while before you're comfortable with it. You've probably wondered about guy stuff" – Jo's blush confirmed Dawn's suspicion – "and Jeremy would be okay with it if you wanted to learn about that stuff with him; me or one or both of Brit and Beth would be with you to explain things. After that… well, you and Jeremy wouldn't have to fuck for you to have fun with him. I'll bet he'd be perfectly happy if you just wanted to touch each other or maybe even use your mouths. He'd never, ever try to do anything with you that you didn't want him to."
Seeing the uncertainty on Jo's face, Brittany told her "Really, that's how he is. When Beth and I wanted to learn what it's like to be with a guy – you know, kissing and touching – he was so gentle and patient with us. Both of us were really scared at first, but he was real nice about it. He never ever said or did anything to try and get us to do anything more than we wanted to. That was what helped us decide that we wanted to be with him the first time, you know, when we wanted to find out what fucking was like."
Beth added to that, saying "Honest, if you decide you want to find out about guys with him, he'll make you so glad you did. Even after you start with him, he doesn't try to grab you or touch you or do anything except what you tell him is okay, and only when you're with him like that – and no place else."
When Jo looked at her again, Dawn told her "From being with us even at the beginning, Jeremy really does understand how you're feeling, and that you need to go only as fast as you're comfortable with. But there's no hurry, on any of it. When you're ready, and IF you decide you want to, you can be with him however you want to; he isn't going to figure that just because you're with us you want to be with him, too."
"Jeremy knows? About all of you, and what you do?" Joanna queried.
Smiling, Dawn answered "Yeah, he knows. Sometimes he's with just one of us, and sometimes he's with two or even all three of us. He knows what we do together, and he's fine with it. He even likes to watch!", the last part drawing giggles from Beth and Brit as they nodded their heads.
After all she'd heard earlier and done that afternoon, it still took Joanna a little while to decide what she thought about what Dawn and the twins had just told her. As scared as she was at the idea of actually having a guy's penis in her, to have Beth and Brit telling her how nice and gentle and everything Jeremy was… well, Jo had to figure that he really was those things. She'd initially been surprised to hear that Dawn and the twins were fucking Jeremy, but then remembered how she'd detected the aroma of excited girl (Brittany, she though) in his room. The way all of them talked about him, and kept doing things with him, she didn't doubt that he was making them feel good, and that he wasn't doing anything to bother them. She didn't figure that she was anywhere near being ready to do anything with her brother, but all three of her older sisters had made it more than clear that it was entirely up to her if and when anything happened. Knowing that she loved Jeremy, she had to figure that he loved her, too, since he was always there and ready to help her when she needed it. He knew what Dawn and Brit and Beth did, and it didn't just not bother him, but he apparently liked it when he could see them doing what they did. Joanna finally decided that Jeremy wasn't anything that she had to worry about: he wasn't going to start chasing after her to do things she didn't want to, and he wasn't going to do or say anything to get in the way of the fun that she had with her sisters.
Dawn and the twins could see by the expression on Joanna's face that everything was going to be okay, even before she told them "I guess it's okay, then, what you and Jeremy do. I'm not ready to do any of it, but that's okay with all of you, too."
Dawn gave her sister another gentle hug, just ahead of the twins each giving her a kiss. When she looked at the clock again, Dawn saw that it wouldn't be long before the three youngest got home – though there was still plenty of time for all of them to get cleaned up, if they didn't dawdle. When she announced that fact, there was a brief discussion about who went when; it worked out that Dawn and Jo would go first so that Beth and Brit could be sure of having enough hot water: they were known for using more than they should.
Cleaned and dressed again, Dawn stopped in Jeremy's room long enough to let him know that everything had worked out – and so that the two of them could share a few kisses and a little mutual fondling and groping.
At supper that night, Jeremy noticed that Joanna was much more chipper than she usually was, and kept sharing Looks with her older sisters. From the corner of his eye, he saw her looking at him, too, a few times, but pretended not to notice.
In the weeks and months that followed, all five of the oldest kids had plenty of time and opportunities to enjoy the intimacy that they shared, and in any number of permutations. Joanna gradually got to the point that she was ready to learn about "guy stuff", and Jeremy was as passive and non-threatening as she could have wished while Beth and Brit helped her learn.
A few months later, and she was willing to start learning "kissing and touching and stuff". Again, Jeremy was as patient and undemanding as she needed. It took her a little longer, but she finally got to where she was as willing to go to him as any of her three older sisters – and enjoyed the experiences just as much.
When Dawn, then Jeremy, graduated high school and moved out to begin their own lives, Joanna was there to help the twins when Carla needed them. When Colby finally discovered girls, Beth and Brittany were the ones to give him the kind of education he needed. When he'd progressed far enough, Joanna was willing and eager for her and him to give each other their virginity; not long after that, Carla did the same.
Once Brittany and Bethany were gone, it was up to Joanna and Carla to deal with Tracy's introduction to adolescence. By the time Joanna was ready to leave, Colby was fucking all three of his sisters – Tracy having given herself to him on her fourteenth birthday.
Even once they were all out of the house, it wasn't uncommon for those that lived reasonably close to each other to continue their relationships – at least, until they started finding wives and husbands.
There was never any indication that either of their parents had any idea of what was going on among all of them. It wasn't until much later in their lives that the kids learned that there were reasons to suspect that their parents had been involved with their own siblings…