Chapter 42:
Carly Has Her Eyes Opened
When at long last Lynn was worn out, Carly made Beth lay on her back spread-eagled. Designating Lynn to kiss, lick, and suck anything showing above Beth’s navel, Carly simply lay between Beth’s wide-open legs eating her silly.
When even Beth cried uncle, the Fuckman girls took turns doing the same to their newly adopted sister. Carly was almost a babbling idiot before the girls stopped making her come.
Early on, Carly had thought making out with Beth or Lynn was the ultimate turn on. That illusion lasted until she’d been heavily French kissed while four hands played with every erogenous zone she had, and all that was happening someone constantly ate her pussy. Holy muff dive Batman!!
Eventually everything settled down. They voted to treat themselves to a late night shower. The rules were simple, it had to be quiet, and no one could clean herself. It was a fun shower, and their bonding continued.
After cleaning the wet spots on Beth’s comforter, all three decided to sleep in Lynn’s bed. Again the three naked bodies formed a Carly sandwich; arms around each other, the girl talk soon resumed. They invited questions from Carly, wanting her to feel open and free when they were together.
Once Carly hinted that she was curious how the sister’s had discovered their secret pastime, Lynn and Beth shared in the explanation of how they’d stumbled into having sex with each other.
Carly seemed a little concerned at one point; she freely admitted that she’d had the best time ever making out, but knew she still wanted to have sex with boys.
“Do you still want to have sex with a boy someday. I mean… if I want to sex have with a boy, can we still… Would either of you get mad if I…” The poor baby was really struggling.
To end her obvious suffering, Lynn silenced her with a soft kiss before speaking.
“Larry calls you Munchkin doesn’t he. Do you like that nickname, or hate it? Could we call you Munchkin?”
“Oh! I’d like that a lot, it makes me feel special.” replied Carly.
“OK, Munchkin. Hold on to your hat… Beth and I lost our cherries very recently. We both think having a nice, hard penis inside us is absolute heaven. A good cock may usually be our first choice, but it doesn’t have to be our only choice. We also share EVERYTHING. Do you understand what I mean by that? Nothing is more important to us than being sisters that care for each other. Nothing is more important than being a good sister. Does that answer your question?”
Carly’s eyes got as wide as saucers. Beth and Lynn grinned at her like Cheshire cats. Her chin flapped soundlessly a dozen times as she tried to form words. “Holy, shit!” she finally whispered.
“I think she understand us big sister.” Beth chuckled. “Munchkin, these are only our rules, just how close we feel. Nothing is binding on you. If you just follow the Golden Rule with us, we’ll always be sisters, best friends, and God I hope lovers.”
“Munchkin, the way you curled our toes tonight, I want to be around when you get good at sex!” added Lynn.
They all started laughing so hard they had to bury their faces in the pillows.
“Who did you… Did you both… the same… was it…”
Lynn smiled. “Whoa, Munchkin. We shared a lot because we love you and trust you. We’ll tell you. But first, you’re a virgin right?”
Carly nodded.
“OK, next. It’s honesty time; total, absolute-sisters-forever-honesty-time. Who, if you had a magic lamp, who would you like to lose you cherry with?”
There was a long pause. In part because Carly wanted to think it through and try to be honest with herself. Partially, because it was easy to have names in your head when you daydream, but another thing to really decide whom you’d choose for your first. Finally, because she was nervous about the conclusion she was reaching.
“I have a boy in mind, but I’m afraid you’re going to think I’m awful.”
“Munchkin, the only thing you could ever tell us that would bother us at all is a lie.” said Beth as she hugged Carly, then kissed her check.
“Oh, shit. OK, the boy I’ve met that I most want to make love to is my brother.” Carly softly said to her toes.
Beth leaned over so she could kiss Carly, then look into her eyes. “Carly, the boy I gave my cherry to is my brother.”
Lynn leaned over to give the Carly the softest, sweetest kiss she knew how.
“Carly, the boy I gave my cherry to is YOUR brother. Munchkin, he is a wonderful lover. I think he’d be a terrific choice. I’ve also made love with my brother, he’s a doll when he puts his mind to it.”
“And remember, we share everything.” Lynn emphasized the point.
Beth made eye contact with Carly, then nodded her head ‘yep’ a few times. She mouthed the words. “He’s very good, darlin’”
Her brain went into totally dense mode for a minute. Then it finally sunk in that her brother’s penis had been inside both of the pussies she’d eaten tonight.
“Holy freaking shit.” Carly murmured.
“Munchkin, since you were able to be honest about your brother, then I can tell you about something interesting that happened last weekend.”
Beth went on to describe the potent reaction she’d felt when she’d mentioned Carly’s name while making love.
“Larry is dying to screw your brains out Munchkin, but I think he’s afraid of hurting you emotionally.”
“He loves you baby sister. He just doesn’t know what to do about it. So I bet him that I could get you to seduce him, he almost fainted from joy. So he’s your own personal cherry picker if you really want him to be. If you don’t want to, I just lose my bet and that’s the end of it.”
After a moment to let it all sink in, Lynn, with a shit-eating grin on her face, asked, “So new little sister, do you want us to help you get laid? I promise you’ll like it a whole lot.”
“Holy freaking shit!”
There was another long pause, then tears began to run down her checks.
“Dear God, I want Larry inside me so bad I could die. What do I do?”
Her sisters kissed away the tears, and hugged away the fears. The rest of their ‘girl-talk’ time alone that weekend was spent plotting.
Chapter 43:
Three Girls Plan Larry’s Future
Before finally falling asleep, the girls arrived at two conclusions. Foremost was that Carly should decide exactly how and when her virginity should go bye-bye. Since they knew she had a basically willing victim, as long as Carly had a good plan, things ought to end up anyway she wanted them to. After all, it was a big event, why shouldn’t she be able to live out her best fantasy.
Second, since Lynn, Beth, and Jim could arrange to be ‘busy’ any time Carly wanted, she should be able to pick the time she wanted.
Sometime well before dawn, the girls woke up when Beth got up to pee.
Before any of them could get sleepy again, a conversation started.
After mostly Lynn explained the ideas she and Beth had arrived at about not pairing off constantly to avoid jealousy and hurt feelings, Carly was asked how she felt about Jimmy. Carly confided that she thought Jim was very nice, cute, and generally fun to be around.
“And he has a nice cock in case you’re wondering.” giggled Beth.
“Jim could have been my second choice, he looks like he has a nice body.” replied Carly almost drooling this time.
Lynn suggested they keep Jim in the dark about Carly for the time being. Then Munchkin can take her time deciding what she’d like.
“We might be able to have a little fun with Jim as well, you know, mess with his head a bit.” Beth added impishly.
“Any ideas about your brother yet?” Lynn asked.
“Yeah, there is one thing that really has been stuck in my head…”
Carly related about the recent event on the porch swing when she’d seen a woody in her brother’s pants. How she’d really wished she’d had the nerve to ask him to show it to her.
“I think I want to act that fantasy out. I even had a couple thoughts about how to make it happen.”
Carly outlined her rough fantasy. Her new sisters offered ideas, suggestions, and a few fondles as they all began to get turned on. It wasn’t long before all three girls were in a missionary position with their knees up. Carly had Lynn’s pussy in her right hand, Beth’s pussy in her left. Beth’s right hand was between Carly’s legs, Lynn left arm was around Carly’s shoulder, her hand feeling up Carly’s left breast.
While they masturbated each other, Carly continued describing details of her seduction fantasy. By the time she described her penetration, they were all breathing hard. Suddenly Beth began giving orders and shifting their body parts. Within a minute Beth was eating Carly, Carly was eating Lynn, and Lynn was eating Beth. There wasn’t much more talking during the next half-hour.
Following a couple good orgasms apiece, the girls switched directions so they all got to taste each other, plus give the girl that had just made her come a good orgasm in return. When they’d all come again, they piled together for a bit more sleep before the alarm went off.
During chores they shared information about not getting pregnant, what seemed to excite each of the guys, etc. They took turns confessing their own turn-ons, and ‘greatest moments’. Having gotten aroused, Lynn made the mistake of saying she’d pay $5 if someone would eat her right there in the barn.
Grabbing her hand, Carly led her around a corner. Sitting Lynn on a hay bale Carly unsnapped Lynn’s jeans, lowered the zipper, then pulled her pants and panties down. Carly spun around before lying on her back on the bale with her head was hanging off the end. Lynn was able to lower her pussy onto Carly’s face without having to remove her pants. It was a little tight, but workable.
Carly used her thumbs to expose Lynn’s clit. She latched onto the little nub; her lips and tongue gave the wee beastie the ride of its life. Lynn had been especially wound up from all the sex talk. So this very unexpected barn sex sent her racing towards the finish line. Suddenly Carly dropped her head away, saying, “I ate you, that’ll be $5 please.”
“Munchkin!!” Lynn half screamed. Beth was in stitches laughing, “She got you Lynn, you didn’t say eat me till I come, just eat me.”
“Oh, Munchkin. Oooohhh!! OK, another $5 to get me off, but God don’t stop, I’m almost there.” Lynn whined.
Making a silly upside down grin, Carly said. “Keep your money, just owe me one when I need it. I got my $5 worth seeing the look on your face. Beth! Play with your sister’s teats so she comes quicker, this position is killing me.” Carly grabbed Lynn’s butt as she dove back into Lynn’s shaved pussy.
When Beth managed to stop laughing, she moved behind Lynn, pulling Lynn’s T-shirt up high enough to slip a hand into each cup. She rolled Lynn’s breasts around before concentrating on her aroused nipples.
Bingo. Lynn came. She ground her clit into Carly’s lips just as if she was fucking her lips. It was a wonderful orgasm. Lynn didn’t wait long to put herself back together. She helped Carly up, then licked her face clean.
“I owe you one emergency orgasm, Munchkin. Bless you!”
Lynn caught up with Beth who’d gone back around the corner to keep an eye out for unexpected company. Lynn gave her a hug from behind; she fondled Beth’s teats while kissing her neck.
“Despite your laughing at me, I’ll owe you one emergency orgasm also, Sis. Thanks for the ‘hands’ back there.”
After chores the girls had a very fun shower before dressing for church. They went in one car with Jimmy and Mr. & Mrs. Fuckman to ‘keep the folks happy’ according to a whisper from Lynn. She’d planned to drive, but her folks wanted the family together today. Guess that was why I overheard her phoning my brother to say she couldn’t pick him up after all.
The service seemed to drag a bit to the 3 young ladies, but afterwards the day flew by as they hung out in Beth’s room, talk about life, the universe and everything. One second it was music, the next second the future. Comparing notes showed they each felt almost the same about each of the local boys, and that was mostly ’eeuuuuuuu!’
Somehow, like true women, they never ran out of something to talk about. Carly was hysterical once she found out why her brother was suddenly enjoying going to church so much.
They stayed dressed for Sunday dinner, but decided to remove their panties so they could feel especially wicked.
Carly began feel super horny, her mind kept projecting ahead to DD-day, ‘Da Day I Do it’ as she called it. She’d broken her new buddies up when she told ’em that one.
So there was Carly, dressed like church, but her tingling pussy bare underneath.
“Lynn, do you think you’d have time to help me with an emergency before dinner? I keep thinking about doing it with my brother, I’m in such bad shape.” Carly asked pleadingly.
“My pleasure, Munchkin.” Lynn responded with a sly smile.
“My pleasure too.” smiled Beth.
Lynn had Carly scoot her butt to the front of the settee then sit on a towel. Kneeling between Carly’s legs, Lynn carefully made sure the dress was out of the way, spread Carly’s legs a little more, then made love to Carly’s visibly aroused pussy. Beth sat backwards on the settee so she could make out with Carly while Lynn ate her. Beth undid one button so her hand could play inside Carly’s top while they kissed.
All three girls knew this wasn’t going to take very long. Unlike some of her earlier climaxes, Carly didn’t buck or flail about, it really was much more of a release from a very strong tension that had build within the hyper-stimulated virgin. When she came, Carly hugged Beth tightly, she rested her palm outside her dress over the spot where Beth continued to pull her nipple back and forth. Carly’s hips made a long series of small jumps as contractions rocked her.
The girls continued to gently kiss and lick Carly so she could come back to earth gently.
The DD-Day plan nicely shaped up before Carly had to go home that afternoon. To keep both guys off balance, all the girls would say was they’d had a good time with Carly, that and she’d be coming over next Friday night.
By spending his Friday night with Jim, Carly could count on her brother being very horny Saturday morning when she planned to seduce him. Her cycle would be right. Plus, her folks were leaving that morning for a trade show in Chicago then staying overnight. Besides, truth be known, Carly couldn’t wait much longer to get her hands on her first real penis.
Chapter 44:
A Horny Beth Can’t Wait For Saturday
It was an exciting week for Carly. At school she felt good whenever her new sisters were around. After Tuesday’s softball game, the girls hung back a while so they could all share the tiny shower room. They didn’t do anything during the shower more serious than cop a few hidden feels, but it still was exciting to be naked together and have secrets that no one else knew. Beth did give Carly a little goose as she left the shower, but both girls acted like nothing had happened.
At home, Carly made sure she was always on time, if not early, for doing chores with her brother. Carly made a special effort to stay close to him, to find excuses for little hugs and a couple innocent kisses. She wasn’t faking anything, she loved spending time with Larry. If anything Carly had to hold herself back a few times.
Wednesday night when Larry rode over to the Fuckman’s, Carly struggled not to feel jealous just the way Lynn had suggested any of them could feel if not careful. Instead she intentionally concentrated on feeling happy for her new sisters and Larry, who were probably making love somewhere. She managed to channel her sexual frustration into a fantasy she could use to help her masturbate.
Knowing at that very moment her brother might have an erection, be pushing and pulling his hard penis inside a pussy she’d eaten last weekend primed Carly for an orgasm. She stripped, then put on the robe she planned on using. Her folks were downstairs in the living room, so she was free to actually walk through her scenario. She acted out some of the scenes she envisioned. Finally she dropped her robe, they lay on the bed.
Teasing her nipples, Carly’s right hand moved to her pussy. She strummed her clitoris while visions of what would lead up to the big moment floated by. Her hips were soon humping the air. Her thoughts flew to down the road. She saw her brother’s indistinct imagined shaft pumping in and out of Lynn, then in and out of Beth. Finally, it was pointed at her wet vagina.
Carly drove three fingers into her body at the instant she imagined the stiff penis pushing into her body. Carly came. She swore she could feel a warm penis pushing into her body. She tried to imagine the tip worming into her depths, she knew it would reach far past where her delicate fingers could touch. More than once the excited teen looked between her raised knees, she tried to picture his penis moving in and out of her body. Carly came a several times before she quit.
Having gained a measure of relief, Carly reminded herself that she’d get to spend some time with the girls Friday night. Having that to look forward to made her feel good.
Carly finally found some homework that she could believably ask for help with on Saturday. She felt confident she had things pretty well laid out. Still, it was good to know Friday night she could run things by her co-conspirators a final time.
Thursday was a rough day at school. She kept running into Jimmy. He looked good and had been very sweet to her as usual. Now that Saturday was almost here. It really had begun to sink in that with the ‘sisters gotta share’ philosophy of her new sisterhood that she could actually have sex with their brother if she wanted to. In fact, according to Lynn and Beth, it would actually make things a lot easier as far as were concerned.
Carly felt incredibly wicked; she hadn’t seen her first erection yet, now she was thinking about seeing her second one. Seeing it, hell, she could do a lot more than that……
Chapter 45:
Beth and Lynn Eat Their Last Virgin
Friday finally arrived. Carly did her farm chores with Larry as usual, but she found extra opportunities to bend over at the waist because Beth had mentioned that her brother particularly seemed to like seeing their butts. Carly knew she had a great tush, so she’d made sure to wave it at her brother all week. As they worked she mentioned how nice it’d been to help each other all week.
Before biking over the Fuckmans’, Carly carefully made sure he knew she’d be back early to help with the chores since their folks were leaving at the crack of dawn.
Having checked, Carly knew Lynn had told her brother that Lynn, Beth and Jim needed to run a bunch of errands on Saturday, but she’d call when they got back in the afternoon. So when Carly had asked Larry if he could help her with some biology homework Saturday morning, Carly got the “Sure” she expected. Life was good.
By the time Beth and Lynn’s parents had gone to bed, the girls were horny as hell. They had reviewed Carly’s plans; Beth, then Lynn, each took a turn at role playing her brother while Carly did a couple dry runs.
Beth assured Carly, “You do all that Munchkin, and I’ll jump your bones if Larry doesn’t!”
Finally, Lynn spent a little additional time with Carly discussing her personal first time experiences with intercourse.
As usual, all the talk involving sex eventually had them all wound up tight as drums.
Beth came back from scouting downstairs to report that her folks had gone to bed. Without further delay, they all began undressing each other. Quite a bit of groping, kissing, licking, and hugging occurred before all three were stark naked.
Moments later they were all atop Lynn’s bed. During earlier discussions that evening, they’d all agreed how incredible it had felt to get kissed and eaten at the same time.
“Having two mouths and fours hands working on your body at the same time can give a girl a hell of a orgasm!” Beth had pointed out.
To be fair, since they were all ready to pop, they drew numbers out of a decorative box to decide who got off first, second, and third. Carly drew #1. Instead of lying back to let the good times roll, she suggested they all “eat each other in a circle like before” so everyone felt better first. That motion passed unanimously. Carly then traded for #3 with Lynn because she was afraid she wouldn’t get any sleep, with tomorrow being DD-Day and all, unless she could try to sleep right after a great orgasm.
Meanwhile, Lynn and Beth both wanted to muff dive Carly “Because it might be their last chance to eat a virgin’s pussy.” A lot of good fun and noisy sex was had by all.
Beth made a mental note to “talk Munchkin into letting me shave her beaver someday.”
An hour or so later, three smiling, relaxed girls drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 46:
Carly’s Plan Takes Her Brother To The Brink
DD-Day. The alarm went off. Dressing quickly, Carly was nearly out the door in record time. Her “sisters” had to tackle her to give her goodbye kisses and good luck hugs.
On her way home she spotted Jimmy jogging back to his place. They waved, smiling at each other in passing.
“See you later.” Jimmy called.
[Yes, I think you WILL.]
Carly thought to herself.
Parking her ancient, lime green Huffy bicycle, Carly headed straight to her room. Putting on her oldest, tightest fitting work jeans, she took off her bra, then put on a 3-year old, skin tight T-shirt that let hints of her dark red nipples show through.
Next, it was off to the bathroom where Carly brushed her teeth, brushed her hair, then applied just a tiny, tiny hint of make up so she’d add colour, yet look completely natural. A glance in the mirror assured her she looked ‘good enough to eat’.
Off to the barn she flew. Finding her brother in the cow barn assured Carly he hadn’t been out of the house too far ahead of her.
“Hi Munchkin, I missed you.”
Going straight to her brother, Carly turned him to give him a hug and a very warm good morning kiss. Her mouth was closed, but just barely; hints of sweet moist breath teased her brother’s lips. She made sure her breasts pushed into his chest, that her pelvis was pressed fairly tight against him.
The kiss felt great to her, so she figured it must feel mighty nice to Larry. For sure there was no way he couldn’t have felt her warm breasts mash into his chest. Carly let the kiss linger a few seconds past where a sibling kiss should’ve ended.
Abruptly she spun out of his tightening hug; Carly grabbed a pair of gloves, a pitchfork, then started putting hay in front of every other cow. As she bent to get a fork of hay, Carly made sure her butt was pointing his way. As she pitched hay, she made sure her teats would jiggle, and that her brother could see them if he was looking. After spotting a few surreptitious looks, Carly saw her brother shifting his penis via a hand in his pocket. At that point she knew he was ogling her young body.
Whenever they’d finish one place, Carly would take her brother’s arm, using the opportunity to rub her teats against his arm now and then so he couldn’t forget for very long that a breeding age female was at his side.
It was contagious, Carly was genuinely happy; her impishness and presence soon had her brother feeling happy and playful. Several times she came up from behind to hug him, even tickled him but good one time. When Larry tried to get even, she managed to push her tush into his pelvic region as she giggled. When he tried to catch her, she did her best to insure he got a handful of breast at least twice.
When chores were done, they walked to the house with an arm around each other’s waist.
If he’d clean up the dishes afterwards, Carly offered to make a nice breakfast while he showered. Since she was easily the better cook, Larry agreed, as she’d expected. They feasted on ham, sunny side up eggs, home fries, toast and juice. While he was feeling full and good about every little thing, Carly got her brother to promise to help her with her homework first thing so “she could forget about school the rest of the weekend”. As soon as he agreed, she excused herself to go shower.
She did shower; Carly wanted to feel fresh as Spring, but it was a very fast, careful one. After retouching her make up, Carly brushed her teeth, then dabbed on a hint of perfume. Intentionally she washed her hair, then patiently awaited her prey.
Carly didn’t have to wait very long. One, two, three… She heard her brother coming up the stairs. She had practiced and timed it; ten was the magic number. Seven, eight, nine, tenth step. As her brother hit the tenth step, Carly strode into the hallway, walking towards her room.
Having a fluffy towel around her head, Carly used both hands to perform a drying motion. However, this time Carly also had a jumbo fluffy towel wrapped around her body instead of her normal robe. After hearing three more steps, Carly knew her brother would now be in the hall behind her; she used the towel being around her head to make it appear as if she wouldn’t have heard him come up the stairs.
Carly lifted her chin. However, her chin was the only thing keeping the towel around her body closed; the towel fell to the floor giving her brother a dream view of her beautiful naked behind. Like clockwork her brother froze in stunned silence 10’ behind her.
Still pretending to be fussing with her hair, she took a slow backwards step. Carly bent at the waist so her bare butt, and maybe a hint of pussy, would hit him squarely between the eyes. Her left breast was even visible for a fraction of a second as it swung beneath her while she picked up the fallen towel. Simply carrying it since she “couldn’t possibly use two hands” Carly slowly took the final few steps before turning into her room.
Carly was shaking as she raced for her hair dryer, part of it was sexual tension, part of it was the thrill of working her plan and feeling it work. But she knew she had to hurry. Carly was willing to bet if she hadn’t warned him she’d be right in for homework, that he’d be masturbating already. Now hopefully, her brother would be sporting a big boner and not be able to get rid of it. At least not if things stayed on track.
It was 8:30AM, Carly hoped she wouldn’t be a virgin by 9:30.
Her hair had been fairly dry, she’d been careful. Slipping into her robe, Carly shouted, “Are you ready for me she?”
God I hope you’re ready for me, she thought.
“Any time.” came a reply through the wall.
Carly grabbed her book, a pen and a notepad for the sake of appearances, then headed next door. Her brother was sitting at the old table he used for a desk. Pulling up a chair, she sat down.
Several times during the week, Carly had snuck into her brother’s room, wearing her robe. Carly had experimented with how to arrange her flaps, how loose to tie the belt, how far to lean forward. Now as she leaned against the table, Carly knew every time her brother looked in her direction he’d see a lot of mounded alabaster skin.
Carly was blessed with high, firm conical breasts. They were like two snow cones made of Jell-O which seemed to defy gravity, as only a teenaged girl’s teats can. Any male, of any age, would kill to see her breasts, would willingly do worse to touch them.
Keeping her eyes on the book, Carly still knew from her brother’s extra quiet breathing and body language that he was looking at most of her left breast. Using a move she’d practiced a dozen times the past week, she reached for a pen. When she did, her entire left breast was allowed to hang, uncovered, jiggling before her brother’s eyes as the flap fell far away from her body.
Carly grabbed the pen, then sat down, adjusting her flap so a good amount of skin showed, but plenty was hidden again to tease him. She looked for signs of an erection, then saw what she was looking for. There was a lump in his pants, a lump she planned to closely inspect very soon.
“Larry, I can’t get comfortable in this chair.” which was actually somewhat true. “Could we do this on the bed?”
“Sure.” came his predictable reply.
Grabbing her book, Carly flopped on her tummy onto his bed.
“Oooh this feels much better!” she sighed.
Carly rolled onto her back once she knew she had an audience. Carefully, she rolled so the flap below her belt stayed behind as she turned. Her brother got a look at a firm, toned leg from her toes to the top of her hip, a hint of dark pubic hair flashed in a way that any fan dancer would have admired.
Sitting up, Carly left her aroused brother with nothing but memories of fleetingly glimpsed, but powerfully arousing anatomy.
As she sat on the edge of the bed, Carly patted for her brother to perch beside her. Opening the book, she asked a couple of intelligent questions, but managed to sit so a lot of leg and left breast were easily seen. The answers she got made it clear her brother was distracted, but trying to do the right thing.
Now she could EASILY see the outline of his penis. The time was right. This was it.
Carly put the book down; she put her arms around her brother and hugged him. His left arm went around her.
“Larry, I have a big favor to ask you. I wanted to ask last week when we were on the swing, but I was too chicken. I know you love me. You know I love you very, very much. But if you want to say no I’ll understand.” Carly took a deep breath before continuing.
“First, will you promise to only say or do something if you really, really want to, not just because you’re trying to please me?”
“Yes.” came the quiet, unsure sounding reply.
Carly heard the shakiness in her brother’s voice. “I’ve never seen a grown up boy’s penis. I want to see yours, right now. May I see you?”
“Oh, God!” Larry took a deep breath.
“Yes.” Not knowing what he should do, Larry froze in place.
Keeping her head down, Carly reached for his belt to undo it. Shaking visibly, her fingers found his zipper. Slowly she lowered it. Carly pulled the jean’s flaps back as far as they’d go, still only a patch of light brown cotton could be seen. The patch was still enough that some of his shaft could be seen throbbing as it ran off at an angle away from her.
Carly lifted the waistband out and downward, it wasn’t enough to free him, but by bending more she could see the soft, while skin of part of his shaft. She took in a sharp breath as she studied her first bit of penis.
“I can’t see very much of you. May I reach inside? May I touch you?”
“Yes.” her brother softly whispered.
Carly’s fingers tentatively slid into his shorts. Her knuckles felt his pubic hairbrush by as she slid under the visible shaft, her fingers curled around his erection. Both siblings reacted to the contact with protracted hissing intakes of air. The penis she held was jumping within her grip, she felt her brother’s body tighten considerable. Carly lifted her face to see her brother’s, his eyes were closed.
Moving closer, Carly bestowed the same loving type kiss she’d given him a week ago on the porch when she wanted to be holding his erection, just as she was this very moment. Larry kissed her back, with tenderness, yet passion.
Carly groped around in the confined space of her brother’s boxers. She was able to run her fingers up his shaft until she felt the sensitive tip. Using just her fingertips to skim over the extra soft glans, Carly felt an oily wetness. Moving her fingers the other direction, she was able to slid them down all the way to the front of his scrotum.
As best she could, Carly explored his manhood, but the confinement of his underway began to frustrate the excited virgin. Carly began to kiss her brother in such a way that her lips would gently pull his upper or lower lip between hers. Next, she kissed across his cheek until she could whisper in his ear as she nibbled it.
“Please lower your pants so I can see your beautiful penis.”
It took a minute to get my pants down. I used both hands, but I didn’t want to make any jerky moves that might break the contact. Carly was kissing my face, my mouth, then my neck as she bent her head awaiting her first good look at my cock. She didn’t want to let go off my shaft, a minor complication. Because my penis was pushing into my underwear I had to lift the material over the tip if I was to get my boxers down.
When my glans sprang into view I heard Carly gasp, her grip on my shaft tightened. My pants finally slid under my butt, my erection was free. Her head was bowed, but I felt her eyes on my erection. Carly’s fingers were soon exploring everywhere between my legs. I’d opened my legs as far as I could, but my jeans weren’t down far enough to allow me much freedom. Her hand was so warm. Already I was as excited as I could ever remember.
Part of me was scared as hell. Part of me wanted to rip her robe off and make love to her. I didn’t know if this was Beth’s promise to have Carly seduce me, or if Carly was now sufficiently mature that her hormones had made her horny enough to get this brave. After all, Carly HAD just made a reference to last weekend and us on the porch swing, which was before my bet with Beth. So I really had no idea what’s up, besides my cock.
Geez, I wanted to see Carly naked so badly it hurt, yet I didn’t want to mess up her head by acting like a pervert. So I just sat there, allowing Carly to have her way, afraid to break the spell.
Sometimes my sister leaned so close to my groin that I could feel her hot breath. She played with my penis, feeling me up rather thoroughly. Her hands slid down to heft my balls; she carefully rolled them around. I groaned. Suddenly her face looked up, our eyes met.
“Did I hurt you?” she asked, a worried tone in her voice.
I kissed her softly. “Oh, no. Just the opposite. You’re making me feel good. Too good.” I whispered.
“Larry, I want to see your stuff come out. But I want to do it for you. Show me how to make you feel good enough to make sperm fly out of you.” Carly begged sweetly.
My face must have looked perplexed. Carly reassured me, “I really want to more than anything, in case you worried.”
I was too close to an orgasm to fight it. I guided her right hand to a good spot on my shaft, then coached her until she developed a blissful stroke and rhythm. My breathing became deep and labored immediately.
“Carly, you have me so excited. I’m going to come soon, I need to come soon.”
“Then let me help you.” she said so sweetly that I melted inside.
Carly’s left hand found my right hand; lifting it, she pressed my palm onto her robe mere inches above her right breast. As my palm flattened against her upper chest, Carly put her hand on mine then pulled it down part way onto her breast before releasing me.
Needing no further invitation, my hand slid lower until I cupped her entire hidden mound. Oh my God; I began fondling a breast that I’d dreamed about many a night. Even through the robe, she was far softer, far sexier than I’d ever suspected.
“Oh, Lord Carly you’re so… " was a far as I got.
A forceful ejaculation overtook me; sperm shot halfway across the room. Carly was taken a little by surprise, this being a first time and all. I’m sure she’d felt me swell within her grip, but she wouldn’t have known what to expect next as yet.
Wow, I was shaking, groaning, squeezing her wondrous teat. She recovered nicely, her stroking of my shaft adjusted until it was almost as good as my practiced hand could’ve done. She used both hands next, one on my bat; the other played with my balls. I felt my balls pumping. I felt my penis pulsing in her hot little hand.
Moving my left arm around her waist, I hugged Carly to me. Soon I was leaning on her for support as the energy drained from my body. Carly never took her eyes off my penis; I never stopped my rhythmic pumping of Carly’s teat.
She studied every visible detail of my orgasm until minutes later when I finally softened. When I eventually became too soft to stroke, she fondled my flaccid cock or balls. Finally, Carly looked up. Feeling her watching me, I opened my eyes.
“That was amazing. Thank you.” Carly said, sounding awestruck.
She wanted to be kissed, I saw her mouth opening; Carly was inviting my tongue to explore her mouth. No power on earth could have stopped me. I bent to kiss her. To maximize her pleasure, I drew out my entry as long as possible without being cruel. My tongue crept from its hiding place to pursue its quarry. I licked her lips, circling several times, before entering her cave. Our tongues finally touched, then caressed. Carly melted against me, we sighed deeply into each other’s mouth.
Releasing my penis, I felt Carly shift slightly; her right hand went behind my back. Hugging me tightly, I felt her left hand grip my right wrist, she pulled my hand toward her left side. As she guided my fingers under the flap of her robe, my tongue drove to the back of her throat. Carly pulled my arm until my fingertips felt the top of her bare left breast. Gently she pulled down, causing my hand to fill with her warm, pliant flesh. Carly guided me until her hard nipple was pushing into my palm.
Judging by sighs and groans, it was clear this was a contact we both desired tremendously. My fingers reveled in her flesh. I felt for every ridge or bump of her areola, I hefted the weight of her breast. Her warmth and kitten-like softness caused me to shudder. The reality of her tender flesh far exceeded my dreams yet again. Carly’s breast could not have felt more perfect, more feminine, more desirable. Carly must have felt excitement rivaling my own, her tongue pushed into my mouth.
Carly’s left hand fell back to my lap. Finally touching her heavenly teat had excited me so much I was semi-erect already. My good night’s sleep was paying dividends.
Lifting my cock so I was pointed straight up, Carly was soon pumping me again. Our French kissing grew intense over the next few minutes. We were truly getting lost in one another.
Something had to happen, I was getting so turned on fondling Carly’s bare breast that I’d be able to come again just from feeling her up.
Carly decided what was next. She lifted her mouth, excitedly kissed all over my face, then down my neck. As she kissed ever lower down my throat, she unbuttoned my top shirt button. I was devastated when she removed my hand from inside her robe, but she soon distracted me. Carly kept kissing down my body as she undid my buttons. When the last button was undone, she slid onto the floor to untie my sneakers. As soon as my shoes were removed, she pulled my pants off completely.
As Carly moved in between my legs, my penis bounced as it tried to reach her. Carly opened my shirt flaps to stare at my chest. Letting go of the shirt, she ran her palms all over my abdomen, then chest. She kneaded my chest in much the fashion I had done to hers, exciting me all the more.
Her right hand slowly slid down my front until she gripped my now drooling penis. Carly stroked me perfectly. Reacting, my hips began to make short thrusts at her chest. When she looked up to my eyes, I felt a sexual energy from her that jolted me to my core.
“I want you, Larry.”
“I… "
I never finished saying I want you to. Carly dropped her head, then sucked my erection into her mouth.
What Carly heard was “I… Oh my God, Carly! Sssssssssssssssss”
I must have sucked in air for a full minute. Every nerve ending I possessed was jangled. It felt like she’d pushed my penis into an outlet. My hips wanted to thrust until I pushed down her throat, but I struggled to hold myself back. Her action was so sudden, so unexpected that I was in near shock.
Her mouth and both hands worked on me. The pleasure she gave me was beyond description. I felt my body priming for a big explosion. Since I didn’t want to gross my sister out when she was being so incredible, while there was still time, I warned her.
“Carly, I’m going to come any second now!”
Carly looked up into my eyes. Her mouth and tongue attacked just my glans. Her right hand continued to pump my shaft, in fact she sped up. Her left hand released my balls, it moved to her left flap. Boring into my eyes, Carly opened the flap baring her magnificent, cone-shaped left teat. My balls tightened, streams of sperm shot into Carly’s mouth as my eyes rolled back into my head.
Gripping the sides of her head, I humped my sweet little sister’s mouth with total abandon as I lost anything resembling conscious thought. I became a dinghy on a storm-tossed sea of ecstasy.
Carly has one of the sexist teats I’ve ever seen to this day. As many breasts as there are in the world, some of them will have a profound effect on each man. Seeing Carly effected me profoundly, I was totally in lust with her. My body pumped every drop of available fluid into this little sex goddess who had its penis in her mouth.
“My God Munchkin, you are so damned beautiful I couldn’t take it.” I panted minutes later.
God bless her, Carly continued to suck me until I was limp as a noodle, even then she rolled me around in her mouth with her tongue, which elicited still more groans of pleasure from me. My spine turned to Jell-O, I fell back onto the bed.
At last Carly stopped, my limp dick fell from her lips. She stood; her robe was closed again. She helped me move up until I was lying on my pillow, my whole body felt as limp as my dick.
Carly crawled over top of my prone body so she could lie down beside me. Holding my arms open, Carly rolled half on top of me. Closing my arms around her, we hugged and exchanged soft kisses. Finally I felt her trembling. “You’re shaking Munchkin, are you all right?”
“Well, I could be if you’d help me.” she almost whispered.
How stupid did I feel, I’d come twice to her zero. No wonder she was shaking.
Wanting to apologize, Carly cut me off with a smile and a kiss. “I’ve gotten everything I wanted. It’s just now that I stopped touching your body, mine is demanding some attention. Will you lend me a hand?” She meant that literally.
When Carly rolled onto her back, I rolled onto my side. She took my right hand. Closing her eyes, Carly kissed my palm, then placed it flat on her robe above her right teat. Slowly she guided my palm over her breast mound, then down her right side until I felt her upper leg. Slipping my hand under the flap, it fell between her legs, which spread apart inviting her first male guest to seek her hidden treasure trove.
My hand moved around until it was filled with Carly’s soft, spongy pussy. We both took a deep breath as my fingers covered her swollen vulva. Dear Lord she felt heavenly; her puffy folds were divinely soft. Her pussy formed a nice mound that seemed custom fit for my hand.
Her groin was lush with soft pubic hairs. A moist heat greeted my palm, making me feel most welcome. Her scent reached into my nostrils. No fantasy I’d ever had about Carly had prepared me for the way she felt, or the way holding her pussy in my hand made me feel, or especially her arousing scent. Damn but my sister was incredible.
Finally I calmed down a bit. I massaged her vaginal lips, slowly at first, but gradually I sped up.
“Oooooooooooohh, yes.” Carly sighed.
Leaning over far enough to kiss her, I licked around her mouth and nibbled at her lips. My middle finger moved into position, my lips parted. Pushing my tongue into her mouth, at that same instant, I slid my finger into her vagina. The double penetration excited her beyond belief. Carly’s hips pushed up against the invading finger, her arms crushed me against her chest.
Over the next five minutes, Carly’s breathing became ever more ragged the longer I probed within her. Next, I dragged my middle fingertip from inside her, up through her slit, onto her clit, then down and in again. After repeating that a few times, I pushed my finger in as deep as it would go, then used the heel of my palm to grind the mushy flesh that held her clitoris.
Carly’s tongue and hips silently told me she was approaching the orgasm she badly wanted. Trying to be a good lover, I tried out everything I’d learned from Beth and Lynn to excite Carly’s pussy, to make her feel super good, I wanted her first climax by my hands to be fantastic.
Withdrawing my finger from her vagina, I swirled it deep within her slit. Wiggling it upwards, I found her super-soft clit, making fast tight circles on her small bud. Her back arched, I went faster, then went as fast as I could.
Carly tried to swallow my face, she came. There was no doubt that Carly came. I was so happy for her, she was coming hard and loving it.
Sliding two fingers into her, I pushed the heel of my hand at her clit again. Carly rode my fingers so sensuously that my penis was jealous. I spun my fingers in circles so she could feel as much vibration as I could provide. She seemed to come for a long time, so I kept doing what I was doing until Carly fell back.
My rubbing her continued until she stopped moving entirely. Even then I maintained a super slow deep massage of her puffy vaginal lips. Carly was very, very happy. I could feel it in her kisses. Long, slow casual kisses that conveyed a myriad of messages.
I hoped she could feel the love and passion that had welled inside me. Very taken by her, I never stopped feeling up her pussy; she felt too damned good to let go of. As our kissing continued, Carly rolled on her side facing me. Soon my penis was being stroked wonderfully by her soft, loving hand.
We kissed for a quarter hour, all the while fondling our partner’s genitals. Our level of arousal had been steadily growing, the past few minutes especially. Our breathing was deep and noisy; our tongues were attacking each other as we got very heavily into our lovemaking.
I felt Carly’s left leg bend at the knee; it slid over my right leg. Using a very husky voice Carly said, “Please hold still a moment. I’ve wanted so much to know what it would feel like if you were to actually touch me.”
At first I didn’t understand exactly what she meant, then I knew. Carly slid her hips towards me. Her hand guided my glans inside her robe to her slit. I jumped and shuddered as she slid my oiled tip into her wet slit so she could rub me up and down her humid, lubricated slot.
She chose to move me with a tortoise-like slowness. We were each moaning from the wondrous sensations caused by our partner’s body. Pulling my tip into the position she needed, Carly humped my little slit with her clit. I saw her eyes roll back. She came after continuing to make love to my glans for another minute.
Carly resumed kissing me, then returned to rubbing my glans in circles within her slit from top to bottom. I was going out of my mind. I if hadn’t already had a couple strong orgasms, I’d have long ago been pumping sperm into her warm, gooey slit.
Carly ran me from top to the bottom of her slit again, but this time she took me farther. My tip was at her opening. Carly eased herself forward until it felt like her pussy kissed my glans.
She stared directly, intently into my eyes. Carly heard the sharp hiss of the air I inhaled when I felt that vaginal kiss. She moved her pussy back and forth an inch, slowly, several times. It felt like the softest, warmest lips alive were sucking on just my super sensitive red crown. It was utterly amazing, it was pure ecstasy.
Carly’s eyes bore into mine with an unblinking stare. Her face was a collage of emotions.
“I’ve gotten everything today I ever was going to ask you for. If there is something your heart desires, then it’s yours. If there isn’t, I’ll understand.” That said, Carly released my penis. She lay there, motionless, watching my eyes. My glans was JUST far enough into her opening that I stayed in place.
Son-of-a-bitch. Carly was leaving our future relationship up to me. Quite literally, I had to make the decision. Was I in or out?
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Chapter 47:
To She or Not To She, That Is The Question
My mind raced. Could I handle this? Could WE handle a sexual relationship? Then I thought about how well Jim and his sisters were doing. Hell, if they could handle it, Carly and I surely could!
Pushing my hips forward a tiny bit, I felt myself ease into Carly another half inch. Carly reached behind my neck, together we leaned in for a fabulous kiss. Her tongue thrust into my mouth as I pushed my penis yet another half inch into her soft, taut, virginal vagina. We were moaning or sighing into our partner’s mouth repeatedly, at last sure what we both desperately wanted was going to happen.
Carly began to rotate her hips slightly; I made gentle in and out thrusts. Her body was amazingly tight, yet I felt her muscles gradually relaxing, accepting more of my erection as we worked together to complete our union. Soon I was well inside her.
Carly signaled me with body language to roll on top of her. Moving together while being careful to maintain my penetration thus far, I rose up on my forearms guessing I could control my thrusting better in the missionary position. Her hands grabbed my butt, I suspected she liked the feel of my cheeks as they clenched and relaxed with each push.
Her hymen was finally blocking me from going deeper into her body, but I could move almost freely up to that barrier. Carly looked deep into my eyes. “I am so ready to feel you all the way inside me. Let’s do this now.”
Slowly I withdrew until only my glans was still in her. Carly was pulling her hips back as well, so I was careful not to slip out of her entirely. Her fingers pulled very hard against me, I drove into her vulnerable body. Carly thrust her hips upward to meet me; she cried out, tensed, then collapsed.
Finally! Finally I was buried to the hilt in my beautiful, sexy sister. From the way she was hugging me, I knew she was happy. Neither of us could speak; we groaned, sighed, moaned, and kissed all around each other’s face and lips. Because of her robe, almost the only place our bodies were touching was where our genitals were joined, but that junction was fiery hot.
Until Carly could recover, I held almost still. My penis was throbbing inside her dark, mysterious depths. Being inside Carly was like being in a dream. Everything I felt was warm, moist, and softer than soft. Time had no meaning, there were no problems, nothing beyond my bed was real. I’d just been given the greatest gift a man can receive. Life felt so exquisite I was reluctant to make a ripple on this perfect pond. But Carly’s body knew, my body knew, it was time to make love.
It was time to give Carly MY gift. Gradually she began to writhe beneath me; Carly was stirring her insides with my shaft. I began with little strokes, but each stroke was a little longer than the one before it. Each thrust was a shade more forceful. I loved the liquid sounds our bodies made, I loved knowing fluids from my body were mixing with hers. Her vagina was still oh so tight, my enlarged glans was constantly being fondled and caressed by Carly’s most tender flesh. She was causing tingles to spread throughout my body.
My shaft was being squeezed time and again as it received Nature’s most important message: ‘Your penis is inside a wonderful female, deposit your sperm here. Feel how sweet her vagina is; empty your seed inside this safe, warm receptacle. Her body is ready for your body. This is a perfect moment, enjoy it, feel the bliss of release.’
I made the mistake of looking at Carly’s face. She was so beautiful. The full realization that I was making love to sweet, adorable, sexy Carly hit me like a bolt of lightning. Holy Hannah, MY penis was pumping in and out of her gorgeous body. Immediately my hips shifted into a frantic pace, repeatedly I drove as hard and deep as humanly possible.
My penis began its final swelling, I got thicker, longer, faster. My sac drew tight against me. I felt thick seminal fluid move through me. I felt pulse after pulse of liquid pleasure as stream after stream of semen left my body to bathe Carly’s warm, waiting interior.
Carly squeezed me hard with her vaginal muscles, her fingers dug into my checks, she pulled me into her on every lunge. My thrusts had become single powerful plunges as I instinctively sought to reach her farthest depths, I grunted like an animal as each thrust and each spurt hit it’s mark. Even when my flow dried up, my spaced hard thrusts continued. My expanded glans became so sensitive that it became exquisite torture each time I slid my penis through her vagina.
Too soon, I had to quit; Carly was so tight I couldn’t push through her strong vaginal grip once I softened.
“That was a dream come true for me Munchkin.” I managed to pant as my lungs worked overtime from my exertion.
“Feeling your sperm shooting into me was even more sensational than I thought it would be.” Carly whispered.
When I looked at her face, her eyes were closed, but her face didn’t seem right. “Munchkin, are you OK? Did I hurt you? You don’t look happy.” I asked.
“You didn’t hurt me, there was a moment of bad pain, but your wonderful penis soon made me forget it. Everything was amazingly good, but…”
I had to know, “But…?”
Carly opened her eyes, when she looked at me there was a tension. She ran her fingers through my hair. “I was so close big brother. Could you kiss me and use your hand on me? I’d really like to finish.”
“Oh, God. You poor baby! It was so good for me, I thought you’d come with me.” Feeling guilty, I kissed all over her face and lips.
“I’ll do better than use my hand. If you’ll allow it, I’ll eat your sweet pussy until you come. I’m dying to taste you. That is if it’s OK for me to open your robe. Are you still feeling shy?”
Giggling pretty hard, Carly said, “I was a little shy. But after spending a couple nights with your girlfriends, I’m pretty much over shyness!” Laughing, she clearly enjoyed my puzzled expression.
“Lynn was right, keeping my body covered drove you nuts. Didn’t it?”
“Still is! Wanting to see your breasts and… the rest, is killing me” I leered at her.
She looked at my nightstand. “9:35, how cool is that!” When Carly saw my confused face about to form a question, she giggled even louder.
“I’ll explain later.”
“Oooookay.” Said I, shrugging my shoulders.
“Back to the robe, my plan was to make you so horny you’d do what you wanted to do, not what you thought you should do. It was a lot of fun teasing you. I’m sorry, but I think you enjoyed it a lot. Plus, there was another method to my madness. I knew I’d bleed some, if it stains my robe it’ll look like a accident. Your bed would have been hard to explain.”
Checking my penis, there were red streaks on it. Carefully I went to a drawer, grabbed an undershirt that was ready for the rag bag, then headed to the bathroom. After cleaning myself, I wetted the rag with warm water, then went back to Carly. My hands trembled as I slowly opened the flaps below her still tied belt; at last Carly’s dark bush greeted my eyes.
She was beautiful. Her pubic hair was black, but barely curly at all. It wasn’t especially thick either. Her lips were still very puffy; they were excited enough that plenty of pink flesh showed within her slit.
Bending close to wash her, her aroma was so heady I wanted to dive right in. Once I had her spotless, I suggested she let me soak the small red patch where our juices had stained the robe before it soaked through. Carly smiled, then stood up and waited for me to undo her robe.
Moving close to her, she first took off my shirt so I was entirely undressed. Carly had me sit on the edge of the bed. Moving between my legs, I reached out to undo her belt. She held the flaps for a while to draw out the suspense. Finally the flaps began to part, moments later her glorious breasts were wiggling in my face. Jell-O! They reminded me of Jell-O as they shimmered before me.
Groaning aloud, I leaned forward to suckle her. I spent a least five minutes using my hands and mouth on her bared teats to fondle, suck, and make love in every way I had ever dreamed of to her magnificent mammary glands.
When I finally reminded myself that my little Munchkin still needed relief, I eased her onto the bed. After positioning her so I could kneel on the floor, I pulled her legs over my shoulders. For sure I wanted the first time I ate her to be something she’d never forget.
At first I ran my tongue everywhere, but I soon concentrated on her clit. She’d waited long enough to come, I didn’t want to tease her. So I licked, nibbled, then sucked her hooded pink pearl, plus I slipped my right middle finger into her wet hole so she’d have something to grip. Slowly I moved my finger in and out, but mostly I just ate her clit with all the passion I was feeling.
As soon as I’d begun to seriously suck her clit, Carly commenced a deep growling. Her hips were moving with increasing violence, her growl turned into a series of “Aaaah”, “Aaaah”, “Aaaah” sounds, each one a little higher in pitch.
Replacing my middle finger with my thumb, I twirled it inside her, plus wormed my middle finger between her butt cheeks until my fingertip teased the opening of her anus. It just seemed like the right combination.
Apparently it was, it triggered the most powerful climax Carly had enjoyed so far. Her hips thrust high into the air only to slam back against the mattress; soon I couldn’t hold my mouth against her.
“Oh God that’s good, so good. Oh, God, its so good…” streamed from Carly’s mouth.
I was able to keep my thumb and middle finger in place, my tongue flicked at her clit whenever I could reach it. It was a joy to behold her. My thumb and palm were bathed in warm fluids escaping from her interior. My middle finger entered her anus up to the first knuckle just from her bouncing around.
It seemed to me my little Munchkin was having the kind of climax I’d felt when I’d deflowered her. So I felt proud of myself, and was so happy for her. Happily, I soaked up the beauty before my eyes; I loved watching a girl enjoy her orgasm.
As Munchkin’s writhing subsided, I resumed eating her. Now I took my time, I explored every place she had a place to explore. Using my fingers, I opened her up for my eyes as well as my tongue to enjoy.
Over time I got three fingers inside her. When Carly came again, I pumped her with my fingers while my tongue batted at her now prominent clit. This time her body moved with a snakelike sensuousness, she uttered very sexy moans as her climax washed over her.
What a pretty little clit, her teeny pink nub fascinated me. I petted it, I stroked the hood with my fingertips or tongue. I ate out my gorgeous sister until I couldn’t stand it any longer.
Standing up beside the bed, I leaned over, picked up Carly, then carried her downstairs. “My turn to do what I wished I’d done last week on the swing.” I told her.
Chapter 48:
Larry Swings With His Sister
Standing with my back to our old fashioned porch swing, I pulled Carly’s tush up with one hand, aimed my raging erection with the other, then lowered her onto my steely pole. Sweet little Munchkin slid most of the way onto me as her legs wrapped tightly around me.
Hugging her tight to my chest, I carefully sat down on the swing so it wouldn’t slide out from under me. Planting my feet, I slowly swung us back and forth while kissing Carly and squeezing her buns. Riding me, Carly soon found a divine up and down rhythm while our tongues fought a duel that had no losers.
All sex is great. But one of the most memorable times in my life was swinging on our front porch naked as the day we were born, all the while screwing our brains out.
So far today we’d both experienced several draining orgasms. Yet the weather was perfect, and we were the only two people in the world. I’d kiss Carly for a while, then suckle her amazing pointy teats. She’d kiss my face and neck, or work her tongue into my ear. Life was so good.
[God I adore this girl!]
Me too brain.
For a very, very long time we made love. Carly had a several mild orgasms, but none that I wasn’t able to maintain my self-control through. There was no hurry, no need to rush. Around us the songbirds merrily warbled away, we felt a mild breeze caress us, smelled the freshness of nearby lilacs and honeysuckle.
Freely our hands roamed over each other; we touched everywhere we could reach just for the pleasure of feeling the other’s warm, smooth skin. My hands especially enjoyed the feel of her pronounced buns as she rose and fell. Carly rode my penis with a dream-like sensuousness that made every impaling stroke as pleasurable as the first.
Fortunately nobody just dropped by, farm folks were usually too busy to socialize much, on most days anyway. Fortunate because I was so relaxed, so happy, and so in love with making love to Carly, that I don’t think I would’ve moved. I might well have said, “Can’t you fools see I’m doing something busy screwing my fox of a sister, so go away!”
My pace of pushing into Carly never varied much, I’d shove my penis up and into Carly on a steady, regular basis. Likewise, Carly rode my rigid penis at a slow, sustainable pace.
Of course a time finally arrived where my penis had indeed inflated to a bursting point. Carly felt my size, her vagina felt my size, I was going to come inside her shortly, we both knew that.
Holding a breast with each hand, pulling the nipples close together, I sucked the pair of them gently, but using a lot of tongue. Still holding her teats, I looked into her eyes.
“I love you so much, Munchkin. Thank you for your gift.”
“I love you to.” she whispered.
I began releasing my sperm into her taut belly. My thick, white fluid jetted from my tip, coating her insides with warm semen.
Like an audience dying to clap the moment the curtain begins to close, Carly came the second she felt the first warmth bathe her womb. Her pussy milked and stroked my cock as if her sheath had a life of it’s own. The pleasure was total, my every cell tingled with a sense of well being. There was no intensity, but there was an overabundance of ecstasy.
There was little moaning. We kissed deeply, lovingly. Carly rode me until I became somewhat flaccid. When she felt I might slip from her vagina’s grip, Munchkin pushed her pussy against my groin, trapping me inside of her as our kissing continued. When our lips at last parted, we laid our heads on the shoulder before us, then simply held each other for many minutes longer.
Rumbling from our empty stomachs abruptly brought us fits of laughter. With the spell finally broken, hand-in-hand we strolled into the house to make ourselves a lunch.
We almost didn’t get to eat after all. As I followed Carly into the house, the sight of her naked butt waggling as she walked jolted my system. Carly has the sexiest butt a woman could have. It was strong, well defined, and looked like it was chewing gum when she walked. Freed from the confines of clothing, it was a major aphrodisiac for my body.
When we got to the kitchen, I spun Carly around so I could give her one, long, lust laden, toe curling, soul kiss.
“Where’d that come from? " a bemused Carly gasped.
“From watching the sexiest behind I’ve ever seen.” I replied. “And, after lunch, I’m going to take you out on the porch, then mount you from behind like a stud stallion so I can watch my penis go in and out between those incredible tight cheeks of yours!”
“You’ve got a deal and a date.” Carly demurred as she gave my lips a kiss and my cock a squeeze.
I’d done the nudist bit at the Fuckman’s a couple times now, still it felt very strange to be walking around MY house without a stitch on. Having a bare-assed Munchkin for company made the day seem all the more surreal.
Between what we were supposed to eat, and the leftovers we got into, we ate a huge meal. Hey, we were growing kids and needed lots of energy. Lord knows we’d burned up enough calories that morning.
After lunch we hit the sofa, it felt extra naughty lying there naked together. Heaven knows we’d been bored-out-of-our-minds on this thing enough times, it was great to have a little ‘family’ fun in the ‘family’ room for once. Munchkin and I kissed a little, talked a lot, and felt each other up constantly. We were quietly getting each other ready for our date to play filly and stallion.
During that conversation I learned a lot about what Carly and her new sisters had been up to. I got a charge out of the way Beth and Lynn had done their best to get Munchkin and me into bed together.
Even though I’d wanted dearly to nail Carly for a long time, I’d been pretty reluctant to try anything. I’d always cared about her, so I’d been afraid to mess up our relationship. Now that we were lovers, and both seeming mighty happy about it, I was elated. Let’s face it, Carly was so much better a lover than I ever dreamed she might be.
Apparently Lynn and Beth were planning to call around 5PM. If everything had worked out between Munchkin and me, AND if Carly still wanted to jump in feet first, Lynn and Beth had a plan to make our foursome a fivesome.
So far, Jimmy had been kept in the dark about Carly, all he knew was his sisters were getting chummy with her. They’d concocted a plan to have a little fun with Jimmy, fun that Jimmy wouldn’t mind at all; still it was entirely up to Carly.
Munchkin and I had a serious discussion about our feelings regarding each other, and the three Troutman siblings. I needed to know how Carly felt about partner sharing; she needed to know the same from me. We each needed to reflect a bit and digest our new relationship.
Could I watch her having sex with Jimmy? Would Carly really be OK watching my penis go into Beth and Lynn, would she still want me inside her after that? It messed with my head a bit thinking about my ‘baby’ sister wanting to feel Jim come inside her young body. Sure Jim and I had talked a ton of trash over the years, but tonight he might actually have sex with my sister while I watched. In reality nothing had changed from a fairness perspective, all the things the girls had thought through still seemed to work for this situation.
Fair is fair, if I can nail Jim’s sisters, he should be able to boink Carly. Carly shouldn’t be limited to having sex with her brother, no matter how much we adored each other; it wasn’t like we could ever marry and raise kids. Most of all, I was greatly relieved that I didn’t have to make an either or choice between Carly and Lynn, not to mention Beth who was very dear to me as well.
Once we seemed to have gotten things settled between us, once ‘sisters gotta share’ carried the day, I got the outline of the delightfully evil plans the girls had for Jimmy.
I looked like a horny stud by the time Munchkin gave me the gist of the plot. Finally I’d heard enough. Standing, I took the hand Carly extended my way. After tugging Carly to her feet, I had her hop up and wrap her legs around me. She snuggled down so her pussy was pressed against my erection. All the way to the front porch we French kissed.
When we got to the swing, I pulled the long cushion off so we could kneel on it. Carly unwrapped herself from me. As she got down of all fours, she tossed her long hair like a mane, making several knicker sounds like a mare in heat would. Following a good whinny, Carly waved her butt at me; I almost came just from seeing her like that, what a fantasy come true. My very own sexy filly, ready to breed. In a flash I was on my knees.
Kneeling behind Carly, I caught a glimpse of her long cones hanging from her chest, swaying as she moved. Wow did that turn me on! I asked Carly to guide me into her because I loved feeling her fingers wrap around my shaft. Having a girl aim me was another act that aroused me tremendously.
Holding myself erect, I looked straight down so I could see Carly reach between her legs, grip me, then move me around until my tip was nestled into her opening. Best of all, I saw my penis as it disappeared into her body, saw myself moving between the checks of her tight teen butt.
The moment I was buried to the hilt in my gorgeous sister, I leaned on her so I could reach underneath to fondle both of her hanging breasts at the same time. Instantly I was so excited that I decided not to thrust for a while, if things felt any better I might come then and there.
So she’d understand my dilemma, I told Carly how I was feeling, how excited I was; she moaned to let me know she understood. While I waited motionless, I told her about a fantasy I was having; I wanted to make love to her just this way someday in a stall with fresh, clean bedding. Carly began to wiggle her buns, she drove them into my groin, her hips started a slow circular rotation that felt astoundingly sexy.
When I reached back with my right hand to play with her clit, she reached back to fondle my balls. Thanks to her fondling, I had to begin thrusting in and out; I couldn’t remain still any longer.
Carly was soon rotating her hips in wide circles. I was torn. I wanted to straighten up so I could watch her rear action and see my cock going in and out, but fondling her hanging breasts felt so incredible, I hated to let go. Seeing her backfield in motion finally won out. Straightening my spine, my eyes were rewarded with the sight of the sexiest tush imaginable grinding away as my cock slid in and out of her slick vagina.
Carly must have been as excited as I was, my cock was dripping moisture. For a minute I simply held her hips. Feeling Carly’s muscles ripple, and her motion being transferred to my arms, soon had me groaning from pleasure.
“I won’t last much longer Munchkin, you’re just too good this way for me to last for very long.” I grunted.
“It’s OK, come in me whenever you’re ready. I’m all set to soar. Just push as hard as you can, I want to feel super hard thrusts, stud. I’m almost there! I’m almost… Aaaaaaggghhh!!.” Carly came; I felt her gripping my shaft.
Honoring her request, my hips slammed into her so hard the cushion began sliding across the porch. Seconds later I was coming with powerful spurts. My hips went on automatic, slam, slam, slam, slam, slam… Carly got her wish; I was pounding my penis as deeply into her as my hips could possibly manage.
I swore my glans had swollen to double it’s normal size, I was feeling every feature of Carly’s interior, any ripple, any bump, and constriction. I’d been emitting a low moan from seconds before I started to ejaculate until long after I actually stopped injecting more sperm into her glorious womb. My body reacted to hearing the slapping of our flesh. Long after I stopped spurting semen I was still erect, and thrusting hard enough to keep the slapping sounds going.
Finally, I buried my penis into Carly, then fell onto her back so I could play with her dangling teats a while longer. Carly reached back to fondle her clit, my balls, and her pussy in general. The only sounds for several minutes were our heavy breathing and those of the wind and creatures around us. Everywhere our bodies touched felt so warm, it made me feel incredibly glad to be alive.
Literally drained, I felt ready for a nap, which sounded good to Carly as well. Holding hands, we went to my room. I guided Carly onto her back; I was still firm enough, and she was still loose enough that I was able to push my penis inside her wet pussy. Gently I lay on top of Carly so I could kiss her for a while longer, until her contractions finally expelled my cock again.
At that point, I lay on my side, then pulled Carly into a spoon position so I could cup her teat. Contented as kittens, we were soon fast asleep.
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