Unknown - Diary of Her Sexual Awakening

Boarding the train, I settled down in area near the door and looked around. There was disappointment in that I failed to see the boy that had been riding the train earlier.

The trip back seemed much more lonely. Opening the pack of condoms, I noticed they were really kind of long thin balloons. This tip of them had a small bulge to allow any ejaculation to fill, so as not to explode when a man spurted with such force inside of it. It was almost exciting to imagine having a sheathed penis slamming itself deep inside of me without the fear of getting pregnant.

Arriving back home, I ran the entire distance to Stacey's house. I was out of breath, when I plopped down on the couch in the front room. Reaching down into the sack, I grabbed for a pack of gum, but came up with the pack of condoms the boys had thrown to me. Embarrassed, I quickly hid them back inside the sack.

Mark and Stacey were back at playing nintendo and hadn't caught my mistake, but Dave had been watching my every move. He just filed it away in his thoughts and pretended to be watching the other kids play their game.

As it grew dark outside, we played a few hands of cards and Mark called our parents and told them he was going to spend the night over with me at Stacey's house. His mother asked him to make sure it was okay with Stacey's dad, He said that it was and Mark hung up the phone.

Dave announced it was time we should start getting ready for bed. Since Stacey was staying in the guest room and we were really too old to be sleeping together, he said he'd make up a couch. Mark and I just glanced at each other and thought the same thing. They both remembered the experience of his earlier escapades with Stacey while Dave had gone to the store.

Dave grabbed a few blankets and a spare pillow and soon the couch in the front room was transformed into a comfortable sleeping area.

We girls had headed off to the bathroom and could be heard talking to each other in hushed tones. Dave looked at Mark and told him to be on the lookout. Who knows what tricks we girls might play tonight.

The forewarning that Mark received was worthwhile. About thirty minutes passed from when we all turned in for the night, when Mark must have heard giggling from Stacey's bedroom. Getting up from the couch, he tip-toed over to their door and peeked through where it was slightly cracked open.

He must have seen us laying on the bed, looking at the pictures we had snapped earlier in the day. The fact was, that we were dressed in our skimpy nighties, and he could see that Stacey had on a luscious pair of satin green panties. They shimmered through her silk nightgown.

With every movement she made on the bed, her buttocks clenched and he grew excited watching them. His shaft grew hard inside his white cotton underwear and began straining to be released from its confinements. He suddenly realized we were discussing what tricks we might play on him. Unfortunately for him, he couldn't quite make out what we were whispering. As he watched, he shifted his weight from one foot to the other and the floor creaked.

We both looked toward the door when we heard the noise and Mark backed out as quietly as possible and ran into the front room and lay down on the couch and pretended to be fast asleep.

He felt our presence near the couch long before he risked peeking through one eye. Stacey was off to the left of him and I was fast approaching on the right. Mark was laying on his back and his erection was still causing a tent in his underwear. I saw he was peeking, but kept it to myself. I knew he heard me whisper to Stacey, "See, I told you. When boys sleep they automatically get a hard-on." Little did Stacey realize Mark was quite awake and alert.

Stacey reached his side first. She asked me, "Are you sure that he won't wake up?" I responded by reaching over and stroking Marks shaft. Stacey watched me doing this and small trimmers of excitement coursed through my body. She whispered to me, "Hey that is your brother you know…" I said, "I don't care, I'm not going to have intercourse with him, I'm just using him to explore the male physical." Besides, he knows better than to say anything, even if he were awake. I'd tell every girl in school that he has some strange disease and they run from the sight of him.

Stacey said, "Watch this then." She put her hand inside her panties and plunging her fingers inside her quivering mound. Drawing her now soaked fingers she put them next to Marks face. I knew he had to smell her love scent. I looked down and saw his cock pulse in anticipation. His penis grew more erect and his shorts strained to hold his manhood inside its prison.

"Gosh, this boy can sleep through anything.", whispered Stacey.

She grabbed the elastic on his underwear and yanked them down, letting his manhood jump up to stand at attention.

Making sure that his eyes were still closed, she thought he must still be asleep, so she tugged them down past his ankles and off, to toss them onto the floor.

His cock was throbbing and standing straight up in the air. I wished he wasn't my brother. That I could jump on top of him and thrust that rigged piece of meat deep inside me, but knew that would be crossing the line extremely too much. Besides this was Stacey's "toy" to play with.

I settled for watching her lean over and draw his manhood between her lips. It almost made me cream my panties right there and then.

I joined Stacey at Marks crotch and sticking out my tongue, began licking the base of the shaft that protruded from between his legs.

He had just reached puberty and the fuzz that resemble pubic hair covered his balls. Our tongues found each individual strand and teased him into squirming around as we brought his passion to heights he never knew possible.

Stacey took his entire shaft deep into her mouth with no trouble. It was almost half as thick as Daves, and about two inches shorter.

As she swallowed him deep into her warm throat, Mark moved in excitement. His testicles began to boil over and his hips were now thrusting up with pure etcasy.

As he shot his first load, Stacey drew her mouth from his cock and cupped her hand around his shaft and began pumping him rapidly. His sperm flew from the tip of his cock, covering both of our faces, dripping over her hand to puddle deep in his crotch.

Dear Diary,

Just a note to let you know that I enjoyed messing with my brother, but his being my relation and the fact that he was just a young boy inexperienced in the fact of life. Not to say someday he might not be good for some girl, but at this time the limited knowledge he had only led to hump and pump sex that did nothing to expand his horizons properly.

Looking down at the lying form of him, spent, exhausted, his penis now limp, I asked Stacey if we should cover him up.

Stacey replied they should or her dad might walk in and see him there naked. Tucking him in for the night, both of us girls left for the bedroom.

I stopped off in Stacey's room for a minute and we sat on the edge of the bed teasing each other about whom had excited him the most and had the most cum over their face.

I finally gave in to the fact that Stacey had placed her face down below his shaft and had received most of it.

I said goodnight and left to go to the guest room. Glancing back, I saw Mark in the front room, sitting on the edge of the couch wiping himself off with a discarded tee-shirt. Evidently he didn't care to much for having his spunk globbing his crotch.

Entering just inside the guest bedroom, I watched him get up and head into Stacy's room.

I stepped back into the hallway and looking into the room, I saw Mark positioning himself to thrust his cock into Stacey's waiting cherry.

I saw his shaft effortlessly enter deep inside my best friends privates again. I could hear the sucking sound, as he withdrew his penis, just to the outer lips of her vagina, before plunging deep inside her. His balls smacked against her bottom as he pummeled her effortlessly.