Chapter 1
"Jimmy, you'd better get up. You know dad wants you to take the ketch down to Baytown today." Nan gave her brother a hard shake. He groaned, half rolled over. The sheet was pulled halfway down and she could almost see the rather tight condition of his underwear. She felt the thrill of wonder. Boys were really something else. They had that ... thing hanging from them all the time. Sometimes it was soft and small. Other times...
"What time is it sis?" Jimmy was a lanky, curly headed boy. He had brown eyes to match his hair and a soft manner. But underneath that softness he was very strong. He'd been away from the family for three years on a mining exploration job in Alaska. He'd lived much of the time in the wilderness away from civilization. And he was only twenty-five.
Nan was glad he was back to spend the summer with the family. She'd always had a special place in her heart for Jimmy. They were the two oldest; Nan was twenty. Then the twins, Jolene and Jessie-the ones Nan worried most about. They were both blonde, sixteen and identical in every respect, even down to their naughtiness. Last was Holly. Nan didn't know whether to worry about fourteen-year-old Holly or just give up altogether.
They were vacationing on Tucker Island. Their father had a cabin there and they took the ketch out every summer to spend a month. This was the first time in over three years that Jimmy had come. Nan felt like she had a little help with him along. Her folks always expected her to keep track of the other three girls because she was more mature. As far as Nan was concerned, that simply meant because she was four years older than the twins.
"Jimmy? Are you listening to me?" She sat on her brother's bed and began to massage his back.
"I'm not getting up till you tell me what time it is," he grunted into the pillow. "Hey, up a little higher ... now down ... down ... yeah, right there. Ahhh, that feels good."
"You ass," she said, tickling him. He squirmed a little and she noticed he was rubbing his cock down hard against the bed. Of course she couldn't see it now. But his underwear was stretched down between his thighs. He had one heck of a hard-on.
"Did you have nice dreams last night?" she teased.
"Nope. Wish I had."
Nan slapped him on the bottom and stood up. "Okay, up and at 'em." She went to the doorway and turned. "I've got some bacon frying."
"Where's dad?" Jimmy asked, looking up at her for the first time.
"He had to drive over to the other side of the island. There's a big blow coming tomorrow and he wanted to help the Johnsons close up their shutters and things."
"Yeah, I remember now." He swung his legs out of bed and stood up. Nan swallowed hard. Why did she keep feeling those tingles of excitement? Because she hadn't seen her brother for over three years maybe? Or because in that three years both of them had grown up a lot. Jimmy sure had. He was well over six feet, broad in the shoulders, well-muscled. He'd turned into a man. She couldn't keep her eyes from straying down his long, lean body. How big was that thing, anyway? She remembered playing naked with Jimmy when they were children and his cock had always been small and white and wrinkly.
Nan turned and went down the hall to the kitchen. Jolene and Jessie came plunging in the back door, blonde hair flying. They even ran in step it seemed.
"Is Jimmy up?" Jolene blurted.
"Is he?" Jessie quickly added.
"He's dressing. Leave him alone," Nan said, taking a fork to the bacon.
"Ohhhh, he's dressing!" Jolene giggled. Her tone was obvious enough to be embarrassing. "Let's go watch!"
"Girls ... listen to me!" But the crazy pair were trampling down the hall. She heard them shut the door of Jimmy's room behind them. Should she go see that they didn't bother Jimmy? Well, he could run them out if they got on his nerves.
She had to admit to a little pang of jealousy. There had been a quiet competition between the twins and her over Jimmy's affection. That was before he'd left on that three-year job in the Alaskan wilderness. Jolene and Jessie had been thirteen. Now they were sixteen. But age wasn't the only difference in the girls. It made Nan mad every time she thought of her father's handyman. His ex-handyman. But even to that day, her dad didn't know why Lonny Hanson had quit. Nan knew. She was the only one, besides the twins, who knew. What she knew was that Lonny had done irreparable damage to Jolene and Jessie. But it went much deeper than the mere act of breaking their cherries, which he'd done quite easily. It had to do with morals. The twins had never been the same since that summer of sin there on the island.
"Darn, where is Holly? I called for her half an hour ago." Nan went upstairs to Holly's small cubicle. The door was partly open. Holly didn't know what the word modesty was all about. And sure enough, there she was, stretched out on top of her covers without a stitch on. Nan caught her breath. She had been about to knock on the edge of the doorframe, but stopped. Though she disapproved, there was something fascinating about the way Holly entertained herself.
Holly had waist-length hair the color of dark honey. This morning it looked as if she'd arranged it in a spray behind her head. She had a bottle of body lotion in one hand and as Nan watched, she squeezed some out into each of her small, pink nipples. Then she spread it around with a fingertip, rubbing the firm bumps gingerly until they glistened with the lubrication. She was humming happily as she did this. Another squeeze of lotion went on the tips of her fingers and she spread the oil between the lips of her pussy. It was easy to see what she was doing because she was virtually hairless down there. When the light was just right, a light down glistened on the lips of her cunt, but Nan couldn't really consider it hair.
Again, she almost rapped at the door, but the look of unashamed passion on that childish face made her stop. It wasn't the act that was so bad. Nan had indulged in a little fingerfucking herself. Sometimes a girl just couldn't help herself. But the way Holly went about it was almost too erotically innocent to watch. Holly played with the slightest trace of guilt or shame on her face. And Nan couldn't think about sex without blushing. Just seeing Jimmy's cock that morning had gotten a little aroused.
Holly went on humming, her small finger working slickly between the glistening lips of her mound. Nan could hear the sexy sounds as her young sister's petals clung and slurped around her knuckles.
"La-la-la-lo-lo-lo," she hummed, eyes closed with pleasure. The other hand was keeping her small nipples in a state of tumid excitement. Nan noticed that Holly looked flat when she was on her back, though the youngster did have small swells of breasts when she was sitting upright. Nan laughed to herself. If Holly had her way, she'd never be in an upright position, "Mnnnooohhh ... ohhhhh gosh ... ohhhhhh!" Holly twisted on the bed. Her small hips writhed as she increased the tempo of her rubbing. She arched her back as if to push her tits as high as they'd go. And all the while she rubbed the nipples with increasing excitement.
Nan noticed that Holly's plump toes were fanned apart and she was pointing them downwards. She had her legs spread well apart to give her digging room between. Her flat belly heaved with increasing tempo. Her head flopped from side to side and the look of relaxed amusement changed subtly. She looked slightly agonized now. As if something was so intense that she could hardly stand to keep doing it and yet couldn t bring herself to stop.
"Mhhhhuuh ... nhhhaaaa!"
Nan knew she couldn't go barging in now. She didn't think that Holly would be too embarrassed, but knew that she would. But in the back of her mind, she wished she knew of a way to cool down her youngest sister. It wasn't that Holly finger-fucked. It was that she did it so much.
Her folks had had Holly examined by a couple of doctors. One for her body, the other for her mind. Both had told them not to worry. That after the initial thrill had worn off, Holly would calm down and become an average, semi-bored teenager. But after a year, Holly had not calmed down. She'd even drawn Nan into her little conspiracy. Holly had made Nan promise that she wouldn't tell how much she played with herself. She even got Nan to imply to her folks that Holly had indeed cooled off some. That she was approaching normalcy. It made Nan want to laugh. If anything, Holly was doing it more than ever.
"Ohhh ... ohhhh yes ... yessss," the girl cooed. It was a little song she half sang, half hummed. Nan was glad she hadn't reached the shrieking stage yet. It always broke her up to hear Holly gasp and growl like a wild animal. For someone so small and young, her sister had the most intense orgasms! And watching only made Nan think of indulging her own body. Something she'd tried to control as she'd entered her twenties.
"Nhhuh ... ohhh ... soooo slow...." Holly's slim ass worked steadily now. It plumped up and down against her clawing fingers. The other hand pinched and petted her tiny nipples. Her breath came loud and hard. As if she were trying to dislodge something from her lungs. Her eyes rolled, not focused on anything. She flipped half onto one side then back onto her back. Her knees bent, kicked straight again. She was a lovely little thing. Nan thought she looked like an old-fashioned doll.
Then she saw something in Holly's hand she'd never seen the girl use before. It was a hairbrush, turned around so that the smoothly varnished handle was pointed between Holly's cunt lips. With savage groans, the quivering nymph shoved the juice-covered handle up and down her slit. Nan was relieved to see that she wasn't entering her body with it. Holly was still a virgin. Nan could only guess for how long. It depended on how successful Nan was at keeping her away from boys.
"Nhuu ... yeah ... coming ... coming ... arrrrrr!" She flopped around savagely on the bed, legs going, hands working. Nan stepped back so that she wouldn't see the final, convulsive tremor. But the sounds were too inviting. She had to look. And when she did, her mouth fell open from the lust she felt.
"Ohhhhh ... it itches so bad ... sooooo bad!" Holly squirmed into unimaginable positions as her come shivered like lightning through her small body. At last she flung the brush away and sat up, pulling one small heel in tight against her pussy. Using it to rub herself with, she worked her plump, parted lips up and down with furious energy until the heel was glistening with hot juice. She gave one last shudder and fell back exhausted on the bed. There was a look of pure bliss on her innocent features.
Nan could feel her own cunt leaking moisture onto the crotch piece of her panties. But she steadied her breathing, straightened her shoulders and tapped politely on the half open door.
"Holly, breakfast is about ready, darling."
"Huh ... ohhh ... yeah ... sure." She didn't sound the least bit interested.
"Could I come in for a second?"
"I don't care." Holly said, voice weak. Nan gave her a few seconds to cover up and then walked into the small bedroom. But as she'd guessed, Holly hadn't tried to hide her shameful condition at all. She lay there as before, legs sprawled out, hair mussed and her pussy stretched open. Holly just plain didn't care what people thought.
"You've been doing it again, haven't you?" Nan said, scolding her a little.
"You know I can't help it, Nan. It feels so good."
"I know it feels good," Nan said, sitting on the bed beside her. "But it feels good to me too and I don't do it all the time. Holly opened her eyes and glared at Nan.
"You said you wouldn't get after me any more. Remember?"
"I know, I'm sorry. I just worry. I'll shut up."
Holly let her head flop back down, satisfied for the moment. Very slowly she closed her legs. Nan caught a subtle and delicate aroma. The smell of very young pussy. She picked up the hairbrush. It was still slick on the handle.
"You'd better be careful with this."
"Uh-huh," Holly said. She yawned, stretched. Then her eyes brightened. She sat up and gave her cunt another pet. It was as thoughtless as if she were scratching her chin. "Nan, do you think you might loan me five bucks?"
"What for?"
"Something I saw hi a store. Something I want."
"You borrowed some money from me last week, remember."
"Please, Nan. Please?"
"Okay, I'll give it to you after breakfast." She got up. "Dad's letting Jimmy take the boat down to Baytown today and we're all going. So you'll have to get your shopping done quick."
"Neat," Holly said digging in a drawer. She pulled out a pair of skimpy silk panties and pulled them up her slim legs. Nan hurried back to the kitchen and turned off the bacon. She set the table and set out some butter. Then she went back down the hall to Jimmy's room.
When she flung open the door, her eyes went wide. Jolene was sitting on Jimmy's abdomen and he was on his back, arms by his head. Jessie was pinning his wrists down from above with Jolene's help. Jolene's short skirt was hiked up so that Nan could clearly see her bikini panties where they'd ridden down to expose the crack of her ass. She was squirming around and giggling. Jimmy still had on his undershorts, but it was obvious that he had a terrific erection. And that was what Jolene was squirming around on.
"He's easy to whip," Jessie said. The only way
Nan could tell her from Jolene was that Jessie's breasts were slightly larger under the skin-tight T-shirts. Jessie leaned down and licked the tip of her brother's sun-burned nose. He was blushing, laughing.
"Cut it out girls," Nan said sharply. "Come on out. Let Jimmy dress!"
"Aw...." remarked Jessie.
"Spoilsport," Jolene added.
As the two blondes passed her, Nan gave them a hard look. "You two know how to cook, so you can start the eggs this morning. Make them scrambled." She closed the door behind their twitching bottoms.
"They sure have changed," Jimmy said, shaking his head. He quickly pulled a pair of jeans over his shorts to hide the swollen state of his prick. "Don't even give a guy a chance to go take a leak."
"Something happened to the girls while you were gone, Jimmy." Nan gave him a serious look and sat down. "Maybe I should tell you about it."
"Maybe you should." He looked more embarrassed than ever. Nan wished she could spank Jolene. But the twins were long past that kind of discipline.
"You remember daddy's handyman. He was working for him before you left for Alaska."
"Lonny? Yeah, I remember."
"Well," Nan started, trying to hide her shyness, "to make a long story short, Lonny seduced both the twins."
"Jolene? And Jessie?" He shook his head. "They were just kids...."
"Not exactly," Nan put in. "They were fifteen at the time. They were always putting on an innocent act, but Jessie...."
"Yeah. Go ahead and tell me."
Nan blushed violently. "Somehow Lonny taught her how to do things with her...." Nan couldn't meet her brother's eyes. "...her mouth. He'd take the two of them out to his room for the night. Mom and Dad still don't know." Jimmy sat on the bed hard.
"The folks don't know anything? But Lonny is gone now ... . "
"He quit," Nan said. "The girls drove him half crazy. They arranged a little trap and Jolene took a snapshot of Lonny having sexual relations with Jessie. I saw the picture. It made the whole thing look like rape." She swallowed, relieved that she'd had the courage to confide in her brother.
"Blackmail," he mumbled.
"Yeah. After they discovered how weak he was, they took advantage." She sighed. "In a way I kind of feel sorry for Lonny. But then I hate him too for starting the whole thing. If he hadn't shown the twins all about sex...."
"But how come you found out all this?"
"I caught Jessie with Lonny one time. She was doing...." Nan bit her lip. "Well, she was doing what I told you Lonny taught her. It makes me ashamed to even tell you. So the twins took me into their confidence and made me promise to keep quiet." She pushed the chair back and stood up. "I think they got over two hundred dollars out of Lonny before he just disappeared. Of course they never had any intention of giving his secret away."
"Wow," Jimmy said, pushing fingers through his hair. "I guess I have been away too long."
Nan went to the door and turned. "But what I wanted to say is that the girls haven't been quite ... normal ... since that happened. They go out on dates, find a way to get rid of one of the boys and then both of them go after one guy. They're kind of like vultures, only much prettier." Jimmy was looking at her like she was out of her mind.
"No, Jimmy. I'm not kidding. I heard about some of this from the sister of a guy who went out with Jolene. He thought he was going out with Jolene. He got Jessie too. Or maybe I should say they got him." She started away, then looked back over her shoulder. "Oh, by the way. Breakfast should be ready now."