Brian Laver: Sister on top

"Joey could take you," Betty said into the phone.

Joey heard his name mentioned. He wondered why his sister was talking about him.

"He is not," Betty said into the receiver. "He's not too short."

What could be going on? Joey wondered. His older sister rarely talked about him with her girl friends. Maybe this would be interesting.

"Just a minute, I'll ask him," Betty said. "Hey, Joey, you busy tonight?"

"No, why?" Joey said.

"He's not doing anything," Betty said into the phone, ignoring Joey again. "Really, it's better than not going."

Joey began to understand. His sister was talking one of her girl friends into going out with him. But why?

Betty put her hand over the receiver and turned to Joey.

"Jane doesn't have a date far the all-night show at the drive-in," she said to her brother. "Will you go with her?"

"Sure," Joey said as he pictured Jane's voluptuous tits in his horny mind.

"He says he will," Betty said into the phone. The all-night show at the drive-in was a big deal for a young kid like Joey. Usually, only the older kids went to that annual event.

"Thanks, Joey," his sister said when she hung up. "Since Jane broke up with Bill she can't get a date on such short notice."

Joey could see he was being used as a substitute. His sister and her friends were two years older than he. Still, he couldn't help hoping he might get a chance to neck with Jane.

Joey was a horny kid. He'd managed to get a few feels in his short sexual history. But never anything good enough to satisfy his tremendous need. So the idea of going out with one of his sister's friends excited him.

The rest of the afternoon seemed to drag on forever. By dinner-time, Joey was so excited he couldn't even eat.

"Joey's coming to the drive-in with us," Betty said to their parents.

"That's nice," their mother said. "But don't come home too late."

"Mom, it's the all-night horror show," Betty explained patiently.

"Well, you're not going to stay out all night," their mother said. "You be home by midnight."

"Mother," Jane said in exasperation, "we can't possibly be home by midnight."

"You can stay out until one," their father said. "And that's the final word."

Joey and Betty smiled at each other. They knew they could be an hour late. That would give them until two o'clock. And the all-night show didn't last much later than that, anyhow.

Just as they finished dessert, Chuck showed up. He was Betty's boy friend.

Betty and Joey got into Chuck's car. When Joey saw Jane sitting in the back seat, waiting for him, he almost creamed his pants.

"Hi. Jane," Joey said happily.

"Hi," Jane said rather listlessly.

Joey knew that Jane wasn't exactly thrilled to be stuck with her friend's younger brother. But Joey was still excited. It was a long evening, and he would have plenty of time to try to get something from this sexy chick.

As they rode to the drive-in, Betty passed cans of beer around. As he popped his can, Joey felt as though he had finally grown up. Now all he had to do was get fucked, and he would be a man.

Joey couldn't help taking sideways glances at the girl in the back seat with him. Jane was a pretty blonde with a nice set of jugs. Without a bra, her tits showed temptingly through her jersey. Joey noticed that her nipples would get hard, then soften only to get hard again.

She was wearing very short cut-off jeans. And the golden skin of her thighs was enough to make Joey's prick swell in his pants.

But Jane was sitting way over at the end of the seat. Joey wished she would move close to him, like his sister was sitting close to Chuck in the front seat.

The all-night horror show got underway with an old movie about a prehistoric monster attacking Tokyo. Joey had already seen the movie. And even if he hadn't, it would have been impossible to pay attention to it with a chick like Jane beside him.

In the front seat, Chuck and Betty were kissing noisily. Joey couldn't see what Chuck was doing with his hands but he could guess that they were on his sister's tits.

In the back seat, Jane was still sitting in the corner of the seat. If Joey didn't get at least a feel, be would be desperately disappointed. And he couldn't wait for Jane to make the first move. He had to.

Joey moved to the middle of the seat. Then he reached for Jane's hands. His heart was pounding. If she wouldn't move close to him he didn't know what he would do.

But Jane did move close. Joey could see that she wasn't too eager to neck with him, but that didn't bother him at all, he was a young squirt as far as Jane was concerned. But if he could only get his hands on her tits, he wouldn't care what she thought of him.

Joey put his arms around Jane's shoulders. She leaned toward him slightly but she wouldn't take her eyes from the movie, screen.

How was be going to kiss her if she wouldn't em turn herself toward him, Joey wondered.

Finally, Joey reached over to Jane's chin. With his fingertips he turned her face toward him. He kissed her soft mouth. She was a wonderful kisser – better than the younger girls Joey usually necked with!

But before Joey could get his tongue into Jane's mouth, she was watching the movie again.

He tried putting a hand on her thigh. That made him excited. The soft, smooth skin of her thigh made Joey think of how wonderful her tits would feel. But his hand didn't seem to have much effect on Jane!

Joey stuck his face into Jane's neck and kissed her under the ear. He'd heard that that was a good thing to do to get a chick hot. Joey didn't know if it was working or not. But Jane seemed to be leaning more heavily on him.

Maybe it was working, Joey decided. He stuck his tongue into Jane's ear. That made the girl squirm. And when Joey felt her body moving, he began to feel more confident.

He kissed her on the mouth again. This time, though, Jane let her lips open. And when Joey felt her wet mouth open, he slipped his tongue between her lips.

Their tongues met and began intertwining. Joey opened his eyes in horny astonishment. Jane was kissing him like he'd never been kissed before. Sure, he'd French kissed other girls. But not like this. This girl kissed as though she meant it.

The next thing Joey knew, one of Jane's slender hands was on his thigh. Even though her hand was six inches from his crotch, he could feel an electric current running right through his balls.

"M-m-m-m-m-m," Jane murmured in her throat.

That sound caused Joey's prick to twitch.

When they had been kissing for a while, and when Jane was huffing and puffing through her nose, Joey decided to reach for her tits.

That decision made his head spin. He thought about how nice her tits looked when he saw them holding out the front of her jersey. And he remembered how they quivered when the car hit a bump. If he could get his hands on those treasures he would be in heaven.

He began slowly moving his hand up Jane's side. Her ribs rippled under Joey's sweating palm. When his hand came to the bottom of one of her swollen tits, Joey gasped through his nose.

So far, Jane hadn't tried to stop him. But the next few seconds would be crucial.

Joey didn't know whether it would be better to grab her tit forcefully, as though he didn't expect to be stopped or whether he should go slowly and carefully. He couldn't decide. But his hand seemed to have a mind of its own.

His hand cupped one of Jane's tits. His fingers tightened on the firm flesh. His palm pressed against her erect nipple.

"Oh-h-h-h-h," Jane sighed.

Joey couldn't believe it. In his hand was such a gorgeous object it made him burn with passion. And the sound of Jane's sigh made holding her tit a hundred times more exciting.