Ginger Craft - Overripe

She danced about the living room, kicking playfully at her brother. "In fact, sex is more exciting than anything I know of." She stopped wiggling and looked intently at him. "I bet you don't even know what sex is, Kenney."

"Up yours, Julie," he retorted, but good humouredly. There was seldom any bickering in the Kramer household, Any arguments were on the good-natured side.

"You'd like that," she said, waggling her bikinied ass at him. "You'd really like that. The only thing is, you couldn't handle it, little boy."

He struck out at her waggling ass with his hand, but Julie danced away, giggling.

Barbara entered the living room just as Kenney had struck out. "Okay, you two. That's enough rough-housing."

"Kenney said he wanted to stick something up my butt," Julie laughed.

"I did not!" her brother protested. "Mom, I didn't say that."

Barbara regarded her daughter. After the scene in the kitchen, it was quite possible Julie was teasing her brother, she thought, teasing him sexually.

Again she felt the warm sensation between her legs.

"I don't care who said what," Barbara said, her voice sounding nervous. "I don't want any rough housing going on, not in the house. You two want to wrestle, go outside."

The tone of her mother's voice caused Julie to look closely. The flush was still on her mother's cheeks, and Julie suspected what her mother was feeling. The fact that Barbara would not look directly at her confirmed the idea.

"Want to go outside, little brother?" Julie asked Kenney. "I'll whip your ass-but good!"

He gave her a brave-boy sneer. "You couldn't whip my co… uh, anything."

"Kenney!" Barbara said sternly.

Julie laughed. "Why, you little stud! I didn't think you talked that way. I bet you don't even know what that little thing is for."

"Julie!" Barbara said sharply, but her voice quivered. "Now, that's enough. Both of you!"

"Party pooper," Julie grinned at her mother. "I guess I'll just go have my shower… and you better not peek! Either one of you."

She swung her half-naked ass from the room, Barbara watching her go. Julie had changed these past nine months, she felt. She had always been a straightforward girl, but not this bold. The little by-play between Kenney and Julie was about as far as brother and sister could go, Barbara thought. But the things that were said, the way they were said, the expression on Julie's face, all of it combined to make Barbara tremble. Any other time she would not have paid all that much attention to it, but now, after the kitchen thing, every word had a meaning hidden somewhere.

Barbara had a strange sensation that told her the weekend was going to change her life forever. She sat in a chair, hugging her breasts as she gazed unseeingly at the television set.

Julie finished her shower and sat in the middle of her bed, sorting out bits and pieces of jewelry she had collected over the years, but seldom wore. She was dressed in her shorty gown, a flimsy bit of cloth that clung to her slim body, molded her breasts, and hung mid-way to her ass. Giving in to her home convention, she had also pulled on a pair of matching panties.

It was ten o'clock by this time, and she was considering ways to get out of the house over the next two days so she could be with Mark. The big problem was this being her first weekend home, and she knew her mother would want her with the family, at least the first weekend.

As she sorted the jewelry, she listened to the sounds of her mother and brother preparing for bed. Although she had spent a wonderful day with Mark in the very bed she was now sitting on, Julie still felt excitement rumbling through her. Her room was situated at the end of the hall, near the bathroom. Her brother had a room opposite, with his door just past hers down the hall. The master bedroom that her mother used was at the other end of the house.

Julie heard the shower stop, then the closing of the bathroom door. It could only be Kenney, since the master bedroom had a bath of its own. She looked toward her door, knowing her brother would have to pass.

Kenney walked by, a towel wrapped around his waist. As he passed his sister's bedroom, he glanced in, saw her, and shoved his middle finger into the air at her. "Up yours!" he said, grinning. Then he ran to his room.

Julie smiled. Getting to her feet, she gathered up the jewelry and replaced it in the small chest where she stored it. Going to her door, she reached it just as the light went out. But her brother's door was open, and the light was on there.

Stepping into the hallway, she walked silently to Kenney's door, looking inside.

"Up who's?" she asked.

Kenney jumped, jerking the sheet up over his body quickly. Julie grinned when she saw the sheet standing up like a tent at his middle. He looked warily back at her.

"Don't you start anything, Julie," he warned.

"Looks like you've started something already," she laughed softly. "What are you hiding under that sheet? A little stick?"

"Don't come in here!" he squeaked, seeing her step into his bedroom.

"Why not?" she asked lightly. "I've been here before."

"Because… because I don't have my pajamas on yet," he said.

"You don't?" she lifted a teasing eyebrow. "Why, shame on you. I bet you were playing with yourself, weren't you?"

"I was not!" he yelped, holding the sheet tight at his neck.

Julie moved to the side of his bed, looking meaningfully down at the upstanding sheet. "If you weren't playing with that thing, why is it sticking up that way?"

"Julie," he warned, holding the sheet tightly, "if you don't get out of here, I'll… I'll call Mom!"

"So call," she said. Then before he could react, Julie grabbed the sheet and jerked it away.

Kenney's hands went immediately to his crotch, but he wasn't fast enough. Julie saw his hard cock and her hands moved like a striking snake. She grabbed his prick in her hand and pulled. Kenney yelped.

"That hurt!"

Julie relaxed her grip, but refused to remove her hand. She leaned over and looked closely at his cock and balls. "Hmmmm," she said softly. "That's quite a respectable hard-on, little brother. How often does that happen?"

"Julie, you better-"

"Why don't you shut up, Kenney?" she hissed at him, her hand moving now on his cock, sliding up and down slowly.

Kenney gasped as his sister's hand stroked his cock, her other one moving about his balls. "Yes, I'd say you have a respectable cock here."

He grunted, feeling sensations he had never felt before. Unlike his friend Mark, Kenney had never screwed a girl. No one had ever so much as touched his cock except himself. From the day he discovered he could come, he had been pulling off daily, sometimes two or three times.

"Still want to call mother, Kenney?"

He didn't answer. He couldn't answer; her hand pumping on his cock felt too good. He wiggled his naked ass on the mattress, and Julie gave a throaty laugh. "No, I don't think you do."

She played with his cock and balls for a few minutes, watching the foreskin slide back and forth, revealing the gleaming, swollen head of her brother's prick.

"You've never been circumcised, have you?" she said, her voice thick now. "I've never had an uncircumcised cock in me before."

"You do… you've been… " his voice trailed off.

"Been laid? Hell, yes! Plenty of times."

"Golly!" His eyes opened wide. "You better not let Mom find out-she'll blister your ass good."

"I doubt it," Julie laughed, sitting on the side of his bed and sweeping her fist up and down her brother's prick. "I don't think she would care, really."

"How do you know?"

"Oh, I've just got a funny feeling, you might say."

Kenney squirmed beneath his sister's hand, his eyes straining at her jutting breasts underneath the shorty nightgown, then at her exposed thighs. She had lifted one leg, crooked her knee, and he could see right into the crotch of her panties.