Brad Allison - Brother and sister

The past year or so, when she had a good big climax, her anal opening twitched, there was a certain urge to have something up in there, too, especially when she imagined Steve was pouring the cock to her eager cunt… She knew that she would let him do anything with her body – just anything.

Slowly, a finger on each side of her tingling clit, she began to hunch. She loved to be active when she was fondling her cunt herself. No one else ever had! She remembered the time she and Toni had gone to a movie in Spokane, and watched a rather mod film that had shown flashes of a pretty naked girl in bed with the handsome blonde hero. The slow rise a fall of her beautiful ass had indicated clearly that she was top-screwing.

On the drive home the two girls had discussed that part of the movie.

"You know, I think that gal-on-top stuff would be my favorite thing," Toni had laughed.

"Oh, right on!" Nancy had giggled. "I hear that the man can last longer that way, too…"

"Say, you're pretty bright for a virgin, honey," Toni had giggled.

"I read a few books on it," Nancy admitted.

"Well, it all sounds like fun, anyway!" Toni had laughed. "Nummy!"

In some of her sex fantasies about Steve, Nancy pictured herself above him, his nice big prick sliding sweetly in her cunt while she rode and rode, having one delicious climax after another! She had studied diagrams of different positions in one of the books she had hidden in her vanity, and another one that intrigued her was the rear-end approach, getting fucked from behind… dog-style. That went right along with her anal ideas, too!

Ooooohhhhh, her clit was tensing and aching for a cum! Her nipples were swelling out in her playing left hand; she coaxed more thrills from her crotch and watched her little girlie spike stiffening. A few touches there and she would cum, but she loved to drag the fun out for a while, delay the goodies as long as possible. That made her orgasm even harder and sweeter!

Oh, I wonder if Steve knew I was starting my pussy-play, she thought. He must know I do it! He said that one class on sex orientation had taught him a lot about girls, and since he's been home he looks at me in a different way. Ohhh, I KNOW he wants to fuck me! But we both know we don't DARE!

She was starting her cum! Honeyed lances shot along her opened thighs, her nipples hardened, her breath sucked in, she hunched faster, making the bed sigh. Well, Steve's room was away down the hall, and her parents were not home yet; she could make more noise than usual. And somehow, she failed to care whether Steve heard her or not!

She knew he had jacked off a lot in his younger years. Several times, at fourteen or fifteen, she had sneaked into his room and looked for telltale stains on his bedsheets. Whenever she found one, she would sniff it and savor the rich aroma of man-cum, hating the idea that he was wasting it out in the air!

Then she would retreat to her own room and play furiously with her pussy, having cum after hot sexy cum! Oh, she had been nuts about him then, she was still crazy about him in a more grown-up way.

"Ohhhhh!" she cried softly, beginning her creamy, dreamy cum shot! She had waited all evening, Steve had interrupted her, but now it was all coming together! She watched her clit begin to pulse, her hips worked swiftly in coital rhythm, and at last the deep, hard, rich surges of her girlish lust trembled and throbbed from her crotch!

"Oooohhh!" she cried feverishly. "Ooohhh, Steve!"

She flattened her palm on her wet, swollen cunt and humped through it, kicking her legs, arching her tits out, imagining that he was sucking her tender nipples, while he pumped big hot prick in her cumming, twitching cunt! The last sugary pulses were the sweetest she had ever known! They were tearing, burning her crotch, her inner cunt was trying to tighten!

Ooooohhhhh, God! she thought, as the stinging nuances of relief bathed her cunt and loins. I said his name! I really am awful! But I couldn't help it! It just leaped from my lips! Dreaming about him makes my climaxes deeper and better! Right now I almost hate Toni for getting his prick!

Steve, standing outside his sister's bedroom door, shuddered with forbidden lust. He had never eavesdropped on her before, it was a rather rotten thing to do, but he had been sure she was playing with herself before he knocked on her door, and after leaving he had decided to listen and see if he had been right.

Girls were much more secretive about their sex habits than guys; every young stud knew a lot of cock pumping went on. They joked about it. He had never cared to join in a jack-off session, though. Seeing a bunch of young guys cum did not interest him, his interest had always been cumming in cunt. He admitted that he would like to watch some chick play to a climax – that would turn him on big.

Now, he was hearing his sexy, beautiful sister get her goodies and his prick was rock-hard. To top it all off she had cried out his name! She was rocking the bed and making it creak and dreaming about HIM! One cum was not enough for her, she was going for seconds…

What a hell of a shame she could not find some guy she really cared for who could satisfy her girlish hungers and take her mind away from him. The deal was impossible! He felt a wave of compassion for her, so strong that he was almost tempted to open the door and rush in between her legs.

She didn't cum with Henry, she said so, he thought. She waited till she got home to finish her fun and think about my cock! Sonofabitch!

Shuddering, he turned from the door and walked back to his own bedroom. He knew that if he listened anymore he would be jacking off.

The next afternoon Toni and Nancy were having their coffee break together, as they often did. The beauty parlor where Toni worked was just across the street from the big department store where Nancy put in her time.

"Well, I got started with some contraceptive stuff," Nancy giggled, winking at Toni. They were in the far booth of the small cafe and no one was near enough to overhear.

"Good!" Toni smiled.

"Doc Bemiss gave me some jelly to use until the Pill starts working," Nancy went on. "Even Mom wanted me to get 'safe', just in case…"

"Now you can start having some fun, honey," Toni giggled. "I saw Henry on the street a while ago. He's pretty pissed about your date last night. He said he was thinking about getting another girlfriend."

"Well, let him," Nancy said dryly. "I even gave him a hint or two. Sally Smith is dying to get in his pants."

Toni sighed. "You ought to try him, at least, honey." She leaned nearer and winked. "What do you do, play with him till he cums?"

"What else?" Nancy said. "He wanted to use a rubber, but I sure don't trust those things."

"Ugh!" Toni exclaimed. "You can't carry that cherry around all your life, honey. Why don't you two make up and we can double date again, huh?"

I can't tell her why, Nancy thought, trembling. She would be horrified, and I'd feel rotten! I turn on only because I'm around Steve!

"I'll consider it," Nancy said.

"Say, have you heard the latest? A new optician is in town! Young and handsome. Some of the local chicks are developing eye problems all over the place. He's not married, but he has a real cute receptionist, from out of town. Why don't you go get checked for glasses or something, honey?"

"Might be a great idea," Nancy said, "now that I know how to keep from getting fixed."

"That's what it's all about, honey," Toni said, winking.

They both laughed.

Carl Nash closed the door after his last patient for the day and turned to his receptionist and assistant, Carla Sims. She had been horsing all day, and he believed in getting it when the griddle was hot. He locked the outer office door and grinned down at Carla.