Tommy's sister Kathy could barely sit still at the dinner table. She had an uncontrollable urge to masturbate and dessert hadn't even been served yet. She rubbed her legs together as if they were two sticks and she was trying to start a fire.
Her flowered panties were already stained by her hot juices. She could feel the juice oozing out of her slit. She wasn't sure if she could make it through the meal.
Then she thought of her friend Margaret. What they had done together the night before, and how tearful she had looked when Kathy left earlier today to join her parents and younger brother. But she had spoken to Margaret's parents and gotten permission for Margaret to spend a week at the summer cottage, starting probably next weekend. Kathy couldn't wait to see her best friend – her lover!
They had made love together for the first time, in Margaret's bed while the girl's parents slept fitfully downstairs.
Making it with Margaret was something Kathy had wanted to do for a long time. She had made love to other girls starting at twelve and from then on vowed never to touch a boy. Girls could give her such intense pleasure!
Kathy didn't consider herself a lesbian, she thought herself too young to be labeled in such a way, though her sexual preference had always been for members of her own sex. She never thought that Margaret could be persuaded to see things the same way.
But she had! After some coaxing on Kathy's part, her friend had agreed to allow her into her bed once she was certain her parents had fallen asleep.
Kathy knew her friend, wanted her to make love to her when she realized, after first undressing by Margaret's bedside so she would be completely naked when she slipped under the covers, that Margaret was also naked. She normally never slept naked.
She recalled the sensation of snuggling next to her friend and realizing her thigh was pressing against Margaret's, and her hand brushed against the girl's naked breast… They had each turned to face one another and without a word they wrapped arms around one another and kissed breathlessly.
Kathy thought she would have an orgasm right then and there!
She had slipped two fingers into Margaret's cunt and they returned wet with the girl's juices. She was actually hot for me! Margaret thought as she anxiously waited for her mother to serve dessert.
Kathy swallowed hard as she recalled the feel of Margaret's tongue on her clit, and how Margaret's cunt had tasted when the girl pressed her head down between her legs, practically begging Kathy to eat out her dripping pussy.
It had been a night of pure magic, and together, in those few short hours before Kathy returned to the guest room, they had explored one another in the most intimate ways possible.
Kathy now wished Margaret had come with her so they could continue their lovemaking tonight. It was going to be difficult for Kathy to sleep remembering what they had done together. It would be another week before she would see Margaret again. Kathy wondered in the back of her mind if her friend would feel the same way about her, if she would be just as willing to continue their passionate lovemaking as she had been to begin it.
That's something I'll know only after I see her again, she thought. Until then it's going to be so boring!
"Hey, you in a trance or something?" Tommy asked her, grinning like a fool across the table.
"Very funny," Kathy said. "You know you can really be irritating some time."
"Did I wake you up or something?" Tommy asked in mock seriousness.
Tommy giggled and Kathy couldn't help laughing in spite of herself. Her brother could be a jerk sometimes, like all younger brothers, but he was such a cute boy, almost beautiful, with his long blond hair and angelic features that Kathy couldn't stay annoyed at him for long.
In fact she was secretly longing to see him swim naked again. Is his cock still that big? she wondered, the tingling intensifying in her pussy.
Despite the fact that only girls could arouse her, Kathy would love nothing better than to make it with her handsome brother. If any man's dick was to find its way into her pussy, it would belong to Tommy!
Wouldn't it be something if we really did ball together. What would it feel like with his prick inside me. It's so big – maybe it wouldn't even fit! He's so young and inexperienced he probably wouldn't know what the hell to do with it anyway.
But God, she thought, I'd love to give him the opportunity, even though he is my brother and I am his sister. That doesn't mean a damn thing. I wonder if I could seduce him… it would be fun to try… but knowing Tommy he'd probably run and tell Mom and Dad, and then I'd get my head chopped off.
Still, she mused, I'd like to try. Maybe next time I catch him swimming naked by the rocks. Kathy visualized it, walking slowly down to where he was swimming, silently undressing so when he next looked up she would be completely, naked. She would first hide his swimming briefs so he couldn't grab them, dress and run away from her. She would have him trapped!
Maybe it would be easier than I think. I know he's seen me swimming naked. We both know we each like to skinny dip. It's kind of crazy we don't admit it to each other and swim naked together.
He's curious about seeing me, his sister, naked, just as I'm curious about seeing him, my brother, naked. It's natural.
What's not natural, she thought with a mischievous grin, is wanting to fuck your brother. Especially when you couldn't give a fuck about balling any other guy.
Kathy shook her head to clear it of her lascivious thoughts and she concentrated on her chocolate pudding. Once she finished it she could go upstairs into the bathroom and finger herself to orgasmic bliss.
She noticed Tommy looking at her, a funny expression on his face as if he had actually been reading her thoughts. Kathy blushed and looked down at her pudding.
"Well," her father suddenly said. "What's on the agenda for you two tomorrow?"
"I don't know about Tommy," Kathy said, "but first thing for me is to get a tan. I'm as pale as a ghost!"
"Yes," her mother said, finishing her dessert and rising to start on the dirty dishes. "Tommy tans so well. You both do for that matter. It's strange because you're both fair-haired."
"Supposed to be another beautiful day tomorrow anyway," their father continued. "So you can both spend the whole day swimming if you like." He pointed to Tommy. "You just be careful, young man, especially if you go by the rocks. It can be dangerous. I don't want any accidents."
Tommy gave his father a cocky smile. "Don't worry, Dad, I'm always careful."
"Famous last words," his father mumbled wider his breath as he stood up and went into the living room to look over his day's writing.
"It's good to see you again, Sis," Tommy said. Kathy reddened under his sincere look. She had the distinct feeling all through the meal that he couldn't take his eyes off her tits. She was wearing a baggy T-shirt and no bra. So far neither of her parents had said anything. Kathy was sure they hadn't even noticed because they were so preoccupied with their book.
Leave it to my brother to notice, she thought. I bet his cock is as hard as a rock now. The thought aroused her and she wanted to hurry up to the bathroom.
"Thank you, Tommy," she said sweetly. "It's good to be home. I really like it here. I can't wait to swim tomorrow. You want to go with me to the rocks?"
She was surprised to see Tommy hesitate, then blush. "Uh, well, maybe, uh, I'll see…" he stammered.
"Sounds like you've got a busy schedule tomorrow." She leaned forward, as if to say something only he should hear. "Do you have a girlfriend or something?"
"Of course not!" he exclaimed, blushing scarlet. "You're acting a little peculiar," she said slowly, frowning at him. "What's going on anyway? Come on, you can tell me."
He laughed nervously, forcing himself under control. I'm acting like she's actually seen Edna and me in bed together, he thought. Get it together, Tommy! "It's your overworked imagination. It sounds like you've had too much sun already!"
"Very funny," she said, leaning back against her chair. She carefully folded her napkin and stood up. The hell with the bathroom, the girl thought to herself. I should get a good night's sleep after all that traveling today. "Well," she said, "Let me know in the morning if you'll condescend to swim with me."
"I'll send you a telegram."
"You're hysterical, you know that?"
He nodded gleefully, making a face at her.
Upstairs in her room, Kathy undressed, suppressing a yawn. When she was naked, she ran her hands over her perky tits. Her nipples were very big, like huge red eyes at the ends of her slightly upturned breasts.
Her ass was slim and she was wiry and tall, with long curly blonde hair, only slightly darker than her brother's. She was also very beautiful, knowing that many guys at school would give both their arms to get into her panties. But she knew they would never get the chance.
For the moment Margaret was the only person who could, and would continue to. And perhaps Tommy. Yes, she thought, I'd like that. Maybe before Margaret arrives I'll have him. He's a virgin like me. At least I'm technically a virgin.
She laughed. If Mom and Dad had any idea I'd been making it with Margaret they would shit in their pants! And if they knew what I was thinking about Tommy they'd both hit the ceiling!
She got under the single sheet. It was too warm at night for a blanket. She knew immediately she would not be able to get sleep. Not without masturbating first.
Kathy caressed her tits with one hand, while with the other she combed through her light brown thatch of pubic hair. She idly wondered if Tommy did have a girlfriend. She doubted jt, but he did act awfully strange at the dinner table. As if he was seeing someone, or perhaps doing something, that he didn't want Kathy to know about.
Otherwise he would be more than happy to go swimming with me, she thought. He always has before.
But then Kathy had other thoughts to occupy her mind. And they all had to do with Margaret, her beautiful young lover who, had the voluptuous body of a mature woman, with large rounded tits, a thick reddish-brown bush and an eager, wet mouth with a tongue that could bring out sensations in Kathy that she never thought existed before.
She spread her legs under the single sheet, the gentle slapping of the surf on the beach sounding outside her open bedroom window. It was warm and pleasant outside. There was no moon but a canopy of stars could be seen if Kathy had been interested in looking.
She traced the slender outline of her cunt lips with her middle finger, which soon became wet with her oozing juices. She moaned softly, remembering all she and Margaret had done.
Was it really only last night? she thought. It seems so long ago. I guess because that's all I've been thinking about all day. God, I wanted to cum so badly on the bus coming down!
Her cunt hairs were silky soft and dotted with her cream. She ran her fingers through them, imagining they were Margaret's fingers. For a novice she had done so well. The bed had shook so much Kathy had been worried they would wake up the girl's parents. But nothing disastrous had happened. It had been a blissful few hours.
If only I hadn't waited so long to initiate Margaret, the girl thought as her finger slipped into her wet cunt. Had I known she would be so willing, so eager, I would have seduced her years ago. Or at the very least at the beginning of my stay at her house, so we could have made love every night.
But we'll make up for that when she arrives. I'll see to that!
The bedsprings squeaked as Kathy started to writhe in bed. The sheets were soon wet with her sweat.
"My darling," she whispered, imagining Margaret was in bed with her now. "Your tongue… I must feel your wet fleshy tongue on my clit… that's it, baby… you do it so well… I can feel so many sensations inside me… I never thought so many existed before…"
Her middle finger slipped wetly in and out of her gaping vagina. She could feel her aunt muscles and membranes tugging on her digit, pulling it deep inside her with every thrust. Masturbating had never been the same since her first lover. But it sometimes helped, mainly to relax her and to let her dwell on previous pleasures.
Kathy's first girl lover had been five years older than she. She was Kathy's math teacher's daughter, hoping to be a teacher herself, and eager to help tutor Kathy on weekends at her mother's insistence. Kathy was never any good at math, and she still wasn't.
She had gone to her teacher's house and been tutored in the daughter's room. Her name was Roselle. Kathy had thought that was such a romantic name. She was instantly attracted to the seventeen-year-old who looked exactly like her mother. Kathy had had a crush on her math teacher. She thought she was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.
But she soon found that Roselle was interested in tutoring Kathy in more than just math.
At first there had been the casual, seemingly innocent caress. Her shoulder. Her cheeks. Then her thighs. Kathy always wore a dress to her private sessions with Roselle. Her nipples were large, always pressing noticeably against the front of her dress despite her bra.
Roselle usually dressed in a blouse and a pair of tight-fitting jeans. They sat side by side in front of a large desk in the girl's room, used expressly for tutoring purposes as she taught several of her mother's students when they were free.
Then one rainy afternoon, when Kathy was doing particularly well and Roselle was rewarding her with caresses, which Kathy liked and sometimes bashfully returned, Roselle bent over and kissed Kathy fully on the lips.
Kathy felt the other girl's tongue slip into her mouth and her nipples hardened with excitement and she felt a funny sensation between her legs. It made her feel weak and defenseless. But she liked the feeling, and she liked the intimate touch of Roselle's lips.
In her innocence, Kathy thought this was just another way in which Roselle was rewarding her. It was like a pat on the back. Yet deep down inside she knew it signified something else, something which made her heart beat much faster than it normally did.
And without stopping to think she had begun to suck on the girl's fleshy wet tongue, making sucking noises which made them both giggle.
Then things suddenly turned very serious and for a while Kathy was frightened. Roselle grew bold. She began unbuttoning her blouse and Kathy was surprised to see she wore no bra. Opening her blouse, she offered her magnificent breasts for Kathy to touch, which she willingly did.
"There's something else I'd like you to touch," she remembered the girl saying. She took Kathy's hand and led her to her bed, where they sat close together. Roselle unsnapped her jeans, pulled down the zipper, then removed both her jeans and her panties, much to Kathy's surprise.
Kathy had never seen so much cunt hair before. She had a bush was not as thick, nor as dark, as Roselle's. She couldn't take her eyes off it. The tingling sensation in her cunt intensified.
Roselle took her trembling hand and placed it on her muff, which was moist with her juices.
Then, before Kathy knew what was happening, Roselle's hand slipped up her thigh and disappeared inside her dress. She felt the girl's fingers puffing the elastic band of her panties away from her belly, then slipping inside to comb through her pubic hairs. Roselle moaned softly, then told Kathy to spread her legs. Roselle's middle finger inched up Kathy's cunt, making the girl shiver from head to toe.
"Do you like this?" Roselle had asked.
"It makes me feel so funny… should we be doing this…"
"It's perfectly all right. My mother is out for the afternoon. We'll be all alone, for hours. I have so many things to teach you, Kathy…"
Then she had undressed Kathy, her eyes opening wide with pleasure when she saw Kathy's delicate tits. She quickly made the large nipples spark with life.
They lay back on the bed and Roselle started to suck on Kathy's tits, taking first one enlarged nipple into her mouth, then the other, while combing her fingers through Kathy's muff. She became more daring and began finger fucking her cunt.
Kathy's hymen broke under the older girl's probing and she nearly fainted when she saw all the blood. But Roselle somehow soothed her down and wiped away the blood and continued to finger her clit until Kathy felt something happening inside her, something almost as frightening as seeing all that blood.
Roselle had instructed her to do the same with her cunt. They tongue-kissed. Kathy started to feel aroused, moaning softly, reveling in the new and wondrous sensations she was experiencing. She was enjoying it now. They embraced hotly and Kathy turned into a tigress.
Roselle was soon eating her out, her head wedged tightly between Kathy's slender thighs, and when Kathy reached her first orgasm it was like a religious experience. She screamed, gasping for breath, the whole world spinning. She never imagined it was possible to feel that way!
They had sixty-nined, Kathy on top of her tutor, tasting and enjoying cunt for the first time. She sucked the girl's nipples. And she had made Roselle cum. So many times! Kathy felt power. It was as if Roselle was a marionette and she was holding the strings!
And she had never had such intimate attention lavished on her before. From that moment on her sexual preference had been formed. Boys would never interest her. Not when there was so much hidden pleasure in another woman's body!
Kathy came again and again, each time better than the last. The room echoed their cries of pleasure, their moans and sighs and groans. Kathy was transformed into a sensual, passionate adolescent girl, eager for Roselle's caresses and anxious to return them.
That afternoon with Roselle, beautiful, lithe Roselle, had been a turning point in Kathy's life. She frequently ran well-memorized images of their lovemaking through her mind's eye like an old and much-loved film.
She could still remember the feel of Roselle's fingers on her flesh, the wet caress of her tongue and lips, the explosive pleasure of countless orgasms. She had cum so many times that first afternoon she had lost count.
There were many afternoons after that. She and Roselle would meet frequently. Not only during their lessons, but in the thick forest behind Kathy's house. There was a certain well-concealed spot that was theirs and theirs only. There they would strip naked and make love for hours, exploring one another's bodies until every intimate spot was memorized.
Kathy started thrashing under the sheet, her body coated with sweat, biting her lower lip to keep from screaming aloud. This was going to be a good one, she could feel it already. Her fingers pumped steadily inside her steaming pussy hole and her legs jerked up in the air, nearly ripping the sheet.
"Again!" she hissed, writhing with pleasure.
Both Margaret and Roselle were in bed with her, their lips and tongues all over her body. She turned on her side, her fingers flailing in and out of her pussy. The mattress was stained with her sauce as it raged out of her like a river.
She squeezed and caressed her sensitive nubbin of pleasure, her approaching orgasm gathering momentum. It felt like a tidal wave inside her. Like a hurricane. A tornado! She couldn't lie still. The pleasure was building, sensation piling on sweet sensation.
"Deeper! More! More!" she groaned, careful to keep her voice low. The last thing she wanted now was to be interrupted. Not when she was so very close!
Then it happened.
Suppressing a wail of ecstasy, she arched her back, moaning incessantly, and something broke inside her. Like a spring snapping. She climaxed, her entire body shuddering with delight. Tears of ecstasy filled her eyes.
She could smell her own cunt juice. It perfumed the air, made her nostrils flare open.
"Lovely… so lovely…" she sighed, enraptured by cunt feelings that were the best she had felt since… well, since the previous night with Margaret! Certainly they were the most pleasurable she had experienced by her own fingers in a long time. Perhaps it was a good omen?
On that thought she slept. She would awake the following morning to the aromatic aroma of her vanquished pussy.