Dorsai - Eight is enough

Finally, accompanied by a soft moan of pleasure, the tip of his finger dipped between the small, thin lips bracketing her opening. After collecting a small sample of her oils, Jeremy drew his fingertip upwards so that he could use the lubrication she'd provided to begin softly teasing her clitoris. When he needed more, he simply eased his hand down and dipped into her again – a little farther than he had before. It wasn't long before his stimulation of her little nubbin had her moaning – and all but oblivious to the fact that he was able to get the end of his finger far enough inside her that he was close to being able to touch her hymen.

A couple more freshenings, and it happened: Jeremy was finally able to feel the barrier of her virginity. He was careful to pay attention to how she was responding to what he was doing, and when she didn't express any objections, he carefully and gently tested it to see if he could figure out how much of a problem it presented. Much to his surprise, it seemed to collapse after only a couple of very tentative pushes. But rather than press the matter by investigating further, Jeremy decided that he had a good enough idea of what to expect, and went back to getting his younger sister as aroused as he could.

When he chanced a quick glance toward where his hand was busy between her thighs, he was somewhat amazed to see what looked like a trace of blood on his finger; but it was faint, and with Brittany plainly close to having an orgasm from his ministrations, he wasn't about to stop what he was doing so he could look more closely.

As he'd thought, the youngster was getting close, and found her release little more than a minute later. With the start of her orgasm, Jeremy's attentions shifted to doing what he could to help make it as long and powerful as possible for her; any thoughts about the seemingly remote possibility of blood on his finger were abandoned in favor of sucking on her nipples and gently pressing against her clitoris in time with the waves of pleasure coursing through her young body.

When her pleasure had finally faded enough, Brittany opened her eyes to see Jeremy looking down at her. It took her only a moment to get her hands behind his head and pull it down so that she could rain a multitude of small, but still passionate, kisses on his face. Only when she figured she hadn't left a bit of it unkissed did she finally release him with a heartfelt "Oh, thank you, Jer! That felt wonderful! I could feel it when you put your finger in me a little bit, but what you were doing felt good instead of hurting like I was afraid it would."

Smiling down at her, Jeremy asked "You're not nervous or afraid now?"

Jeremy could hear the confidence in her voice as she answered "Not even a little bit", smiling back at him. The happiness she felt was plain as could be when she asked him "Do you want to fuck me now?"

Amused at the change in her attitude, Jeremy couldn't help but release a short laugh before answering "No, not just yet" – only to be further amused at the disappointment that crossed her face before she eagerly asked "You want to do something else?"

Grinning, Jeremy lowered his head to kiss her before answering "Well, I think it might be a good idea if we got each other ready, first. Like maybe me doing you, and you doing me?"

"I'd like that!" she declared. Sitting up, Brittany seemed a little nervous as she told him "What Beth and I read was that it was easier for the girl – you know, the first time she was with a guy – if she was on top. That way, she's the one to decide how fast he's in her, so she doesn't hurt any more than she really has to. Is that okay with you? If I'm the one on top the first time?"

"Of course it is, Brit, if that's what would make you happy."

Visibly relieved, she answered "Well, yeah, it would. I'll know when you're hard enough, so when I'm ready, I can just kind of turn around, and we'll be all set."

"That's fine, Brit. I said I wasn't going to rush you, and I'm not – you don't have to do anything until you think you're ready. Just take your time, and make SURE first, okay?"

Brittany quickly nodded her agreement, then pointedly looked at how he was laying on his side. Suitably prodded, Jeremy quickly got himself re-situated so that he way laying on his back and more-or-less in the middle of the towel. With that taken care of, his sister didn't delay in first moving to straddle his head, then lean forward so that her head was close enough to reach his semi-erect cock.

Delighted by the feel of the small, firm mounds of her breasts pressing against his belly, Jeremy reached up and around her waist so that he could get his hands on her tight little buns before lifting his head. But before he could dip his tongue between the glistening folds of her sex, he saw something that froze him: a small spot of blood on the inside of one of her labia. Only then did he remember thinking that he'd seen blood on his finger. Keeping his voice calm, and tone casual, Jeremy asked her "Brit? You're not having your period, are you?"

Releasing the head of his penis from her mouth, she answered "No, of course not. Why?"

Maintaining the pretense that everything was fine, he calmly answered "I just wanted to make sure I couldn't get you pregnant, is all."

There was the faintest note of impatience in her voice when Brittany answered "I wouldn't be here if that could happen, Jeremy!" before taking him into her mouth again.

Jeremy really didn't think that she was having her period; the times he'd been with Dawn when she was menstruating, it had been a whole lot more obvious that that was what was going on. The only other thing that seemed to make any sense was that he'd somehow broken her maidenhead when he'd had his finger in her… except that he'd barely pushed on it, and she hadn't given any indication that it had happened. If anything, she'd told him afterwards that what he'd been doing felt good! All of the other possibilities that Jeremy could think of seemed far too remote to have happened; as unlikely as it seemed, he'd apparently broken his sisters cherry without either of them knowing it had happened!

Even as Jeremy was reaching that seemingly unlikely, but apparently true, conclusion, Brittany wiggled her tight ass – reminding him that he was supposed to be trying to get her as aroused as she was getting him.

With the conscious thought that the blood he was seeing was from her defunct hymen, and not menstrual flow, Jeremy began applying himself to the task at hand. A couple swipes of his tongue later, and any thoughts that he might be using his mouth on her while she was having her period were easily dismissed: the only thing he could see was the darkening inner lips of her womanhood, shining with a mixture of his saliva and her delectable essence. From then on, the only thing on his mind was gathering as much of her oils as he could between bouts of encouraging her to producing more of them.

Jeremy had promised her that he wasn't going to rush her, and he didn't. Even after she'd gotten him fully erect, he continued to apply himself to arousing and pleasuring her. He'd patiently and lovingly brought her to an orgasm, and was enjoying the view he had of her as she lay on top of him during her recovery when he felt her gather herself together and raise up.

She took a moment to steady herself before starting to move toward his waist; letting him direct things until he got his arms behind her. A little longer, and she was pretty well situated and straddling his hips. Without saying anything, she reached down and took his erection between a couple of her fingers and lifted it up; a couple of minor adjustments, and she could feel the slippery lips of her vagina on both sides of the very tip of his manhood. Satisfied that they were properly situated, she slid him back and forth a little bit before getting the tip of his cock situated at her opening. Taking a deep breath, she began to try and lower herself onto him.