Chapter 3
"That one ... right there behind the little radio." Holly pointed and stood on her toes. The clerk got the bullet-shaped object from the showcase and put it gingerly onto the counter. He watched Holly with obvious curiosity. She smiled up at him the same as if she'd been about to buy a bar of soap.
"How does it work?" she asked brightly.
"Well, the batteries go in here...." He opened the base and showed her the empty cavity.
"It doesn't have any?"
"They come extra."
"I might as well get some now. Would you put 'em in for me?"
"No trouble," smiled the clerk, "no trouble at all." He broke two fresh batteries out of their package and slid them into the shaft of the vibrator. Holly licked her lips unconsciously as he screwed the base back on. "When you want it to work," the man said, "You just turn the base like...." The gadget began to buzz and Holly could see that the smoothly rounded tip had become a blur. She let out a breath and swallowed hard.
"Gosh! It really works."
"It's guaranteed," the clerk added. "Shall I wrap it up?"
"You'd better turn it off first." She was aware of the clerk's look. He kept stealing glances at her slim legs, her bare feet. Lots of people on the island went shoeless, but she always felt men looking at her feet. They looked just like any other feet. Oh maybe a little finer turned at the ankles, a little smaller than a mature woman. She dug two crumpled bills from the pocket of her cut-off jeans. Her T-shirt hiked up as she reached them to him and the clerk looked at the briefly exposed softness of her belly before fumbling the bills to the cash register.
"If it's a gift, I can have it wrapped...."
"That s all right, it's for me. You don't have to wrap it."
"It's for you, huh?"
"Why, yes." She felt a slight rush of blood to her ears, but had no trouble meeting the clerk's eyes. He blushed and dug her change from the register.
She was on her way down the street with her little paper sack when she met Jimmy coming across the street towards her.
"I just talked to dad," he told her, "he wants me to gas up the boat in case we catch some dead wind. That blow is going to be here by tomorrow night. I guess we can make it to Baytown easy and put her up the river a mile or so. She'll ride it out there okay."
"Where's Nan?" Holly switched her package to the other hand and walked beside him.
"Stocking the galley. I hope she doesn't forget the beer for me."
They went towards the beach house, Holly thinking of how nice it was to have a brother again. When she took his hand and pushed her fingers between his, Jimmy smiled down at her.
"You really grew up while I was gone, punkin."
"You have too." Her eyes caught as they swept up his legs. She couldn't help but stare at the lump in his crotch. Holly thought of what he must look like without clothes and thought of the ivory-colored bullet she'd just bought. She remembered the way it had buzzed, the blurry look of the tip moving so fast.
Jimmy and she jumped into the jeep and he headed to the docks. When they pulled up, Holly could see the Sea Scamp bobbing in the swells. She loved to take trips on the water. And it was going to be even more fun this time since their parents weren't coming along.
Nan was in the galley putting things away when they came down the steps. Holly found the little corner of the sleeping quarters where she always settled in during a trip. She stashed her package under the mattress. Jolene and Jessie would probably be sharing that compartment with her. Nan would sleep in the bunk nearer the stern and if the weather was good, Jimmy would take his sleeping bag topside.
By noon, they were chugging slowly out into the bay. Mom and dad waved from the dock as Jimmy steered clear of the buoys and brought the boat around. Everybody was working now. Holly helped Nan with the jib while the twins ran up the forestay. When they were out from shore, Holly took the wheel while Nan and Jimmy worked on the mainsail. Now they were really skimming along. Holly went to get Jimmy a beer from the galley.
There was no one around when she twisted off the cap. The brown, shiny neck of the bottle made Holly suddenly feel very sexy. She imagined that thing sliding up inside her. Of course nothing ever slid up inside her. She was a tight little virgin, but she could imagine.
She glanced up the passageway. Everyone was on deck, watching the boat tear through the water.
"Ohhhh, God, I shouldn't do this right now but...." She bit her bottom lip, unbuttoned the front of her denim shorts and stretched the elastic of her panties down. Then she pushed the slippery mouth of the beer bottle down along her closed lips. They parted easily and she moved the cool glass back and forth against her clit. A shuddering jolt of pleasure made her lean against the refrigerator. She plunged her trim ass up and down, feeling the odd sensation every time her clit popped into the mouth of the bottle. Finally she held it against her in just that spot, her clit throbbing against the cold glass like some small sea animal who'd been caught. The rim of the bottle's mouth pressed gloriously into the tender, surrounding tissue.
"Yaaahhh ... ohhhh, shit!" She lurched as the boat took a gust of wind. The touch of the smooth glass, the tickle of the carbonation was so different that Holly felt her excitement building fast. "Mmmmmmm. Ohhhhh, God! It's coming!"
But someone else was coming, too. She jerked her cut-offs closed and managed to start up the steps to the deck. Jessie passed her going down.
"Wanted to see where I'm sleeping," she said. Holly watched her disappear below and then, leaning against the wall passageway, she pulled one frayed leg hole open and thrust the bottle neck against her pussy again.
As the slick glass brought her to a quick climax, Holly grunted happily and worked her slim ass up and down with quick, jerking movements. She felt a warm ball glow at the center of her pussy and spread outwards through her belly and thighs. Then even her tiny nipples were burning furiously and she took one hand from the bottle to caress them.
"Owwwwww!" she cried, bumping her head. She would have liked to keep the mouth of the beer bottle there against her tender parts for awhile, but she thought she heard Jessie coming back. She limped up onto the deck, weak but happy. Nan looked her way, then frowned. Holly knew she couldn't keep anything from Nan. She had a way of guessing whenever Holly indulged her young body. Holly pushed by her and handed the beer up to Jimmy. He took it without looking and swallowed half the contents down quickly. Then he licked his lips.
Holly felt a sharp pang of lusty excitement. She hadn't expected it at all. But to watch her very own brother drink from the bottle she'd just thrust against her pussy, to watch him swallow her juices along with the beer had sent a hot finger of lust through her body.
She went to lean over the rail. Nan came up beside her.
"You couldn't even wait till we were a mile from land, could you?"
"What do you mean?" Holly said with innocence.
"You know what I mean. Those big brown eyes of yours get all soft and doe-like when you do it."
"Don't you do it sometimes?"
"Sure, Holly, but not ten times a day."
Holly almost said she'd only done it seven yesterday but decided that didn't sound much like she was laying off either. She leaned there and watched the sea slide by while Jolene and Jessie dared each other to strip naked and stand at the bow of the ship when they approached any oncoming vessel. Jimmy settled the problem by ordering them to keep their bikinis on while they were on deck. Then he sent Holly down for another beer.
"Mind if I watch you navigate?" she asked, passing the frosty bottle.
"We're going to lose this wind," he said, swallowing brew and pointing west. "See, the ocean's calm up there."
When the sails went loose, everybody had to scurry around and furl them. Jimmy was having trouble with the engine. It would only run for a little while and then choke up. He swore and opened up the engine hatch and got out some tools. When a slight breeze came up again, he ordered Nan to catch it with the jib. The engine sputtered to life only to die five minutes later.
"It was running fine yesterday," Jimmy said, wiping grease from his nose. "Holly, get me another beer."
There was a small island on the western horizon. It took them six hours to get to it and everybody was dog-tired. Holly hung close by Jimmy, helping him with whatever he needed. The island, he told her, was probably uninhabited and pretty small. They found a cove on the lee side and Jimmy dropped the anchors. At last he was satisfied that the boat would ride out the coming storm.
"We're not far off course," he told her. "When we don't show up at Baytown, they'll have somebody looking for us. But not before tomorrow or the next day. Not if this storm comes in like it's supposed to."
Jessie and Jolene had already sprawled half-naked on their bunks and Nan was asleep in her cabin. Holly helped Jimmy unroll his bag on the deck and then looked at him sweetly.
"Could I stay up here with you?"
"Sure," he shrugged.
Holly was overjoyed. There was something about her brother that attracted her. He was so manly, so in charge. And she'd been without a brother for so long. She had questions for him that Nan had never satisfactorily explained.
"Can I zip my bag to yours?" she asked, tilting her head.
"Well ... yeah, I guess so. As long as you don't kick in your sleep."
"Promise!"
When they'd snuggled into the down sleeping bags, Holly wiggled out of her denim cut-offs and put them under her head. "Won't be needing these, I guess." She gave her brother a sidelong glance. "Aren't you taking off your jeans?"
"Uh, well...."
"You were the one who taught me how to use a sleeping bag, remember? You said...."
"Yeah, I know...." He struggled his jeans off and wadded them for a pillow. Holly felt like she'd been charged with electricity. Though she wasn't touching her brother's body in any way, she could feel his presence! Suddenly she was very aroused. The crotch band of her bikini panties was stuck up tightly against the soaked lips of her mound. She tried to calm her breathing some.
"I'm really mixed up about a lot of things," she told him. Jimmy pulled a small, silver flask out of somewhere and sipped from it. Holly smelled strong liquor.
"What you mixed up about, honey?" he said only half listening.
"About sex," she breathed, her voice husky with the excitement of feeling the word on her tongue. Now Jimmy was listening. He screwed the cap on the flask and looked at her. The moon was up and she could see him clearly.
"Later, it'll all be clear. You're still pretty young."
"No. I'm tired of waiting." She touched his arm. "Give me some answers, Jimmy. Please do, really!" Jimmy swallowed and looked at his fingernails.
"What kind of answers?"
"Could I have a sip of that?" Holly asked. Her brother handed her the flask with a chuckle. She had to grit her teeth to keep from coughing, but got down a pretty good swallow of the booze.
"You were just a kid," he said, "when I last saw you."
"What I want to know," she said, feeling the liquor take effect already, "is how a boy works. You know ... down between his legs."
"You're kidding...."
"No. I want to see." She unzipped the bag down the middle and threw it off his thighs. Holly found her staring at the soft bulge of her brother's cock. It was covered by the pouch of his skivvies of course, but there it was. And she'd never in her whole life seen a real one.
"Holly," Jimmy said, "go to sleep."
"I just want to see it!" she hissed, grabbing the elastic band. Before he could catch her wrists, she jerked his underwear down. His cock looked like a sleeping snake. It was curled down over his balls. Holly remembered now that she'd seen her brother when he was a lot younger. He'd never been circumcised. The white foreskin completely covered the head of his cock. She'd seen a picture in a hygiene book once. A cockhead looked kind of like a mushroom, didn't it?
Jimmy started to pull his shorts up again, then slumped back and sipped out of his flask.
"Okay, you seen enough?"
"No. Why is it so ... soft-looking? I thought that a guy put it inside a girl when...."
"Holly, christ...." He looked at her in the moonlight. At last he laughed. "You know, you always were straightforward. Even when you were a little girl."
"Can I touch it?" She gave Jimmy a pleading look. "Please, Jimmy. I just didn't understand all these things. You wouldn't want me to get in trouble just because I was ignorant of how a man...."
"Yeah, yeah, that's a pretty good argument." He considered her another long moment. "Okay, have a look."
With trembling fingers, Holly touched the spongy, curved shaft. She lifted it gingerly from its nesting place against her brother's balls. As it came uncurled, she noticed how damp it was underneath. She circled her fingers around it and squeezed gently. Something was happening. It was lengthening noticeably and inside that foreskin she could tell that the head was bulging. It was getting bigger before her very eyes.
"Seen enough," Jimmy said, starting to pull up his shorts again.
"No, of course I haven't!" she snapped, pushing his fingers away. He sipped again from his flask, then propped himself on an elbow to watch her examining him. Holly already felt some of the mystery had been explained. She knew men were hard when they went inside a woman. Nan had told her that. But she'd never figured out how they carried those long, hard things around in their pants without it showing.
"It's getting really big, Jimmy." Then a tremor of excitement made her catch her breath. "Why is it? Why is it getting so big."
"Because you're playing with it," he said, starting to pull his shorts up again.
"Wait!" She squeezed the shaft a little nearer his tip. The covering skin pulled back slightly and she glimpsed the tiny opening, the glossy, dark head. She had to see that fantastic-looking thing! Gingerly, hoping her brother wouldn't stop her, Holly eased the clasping flesh back along the shaft. He was really getting hard now. And the length of his meat throbbed in her palm like it had a heart of its own.
"Ohhh, wow!" The skin cleared the bulging ridges of the tip and Holly leaned close to study how her brother was put together. It was the strangest and yet most beautiful thing she'd ever seen! She let the foreskin slip over the barb halfway and then worked it back again. Jimmy let out a breath and licked his lips. His mouth was open. His eyes were half shut. She cocked her head, curious as to what effect her manipulations were having. Again, she let the foreskin return to its first position and then quickly stripped Jimmy's cockhead bare. She did it again and again ... covering and uncovering that glistening cocktip. It looked slick with some kind of fluid. And there were two plump lobes underneath that seemed to throb larger when she let her fingers bump them.
Now she realized that her skimpy panties were drenched clear through. Her juice was starting to spill down the inside of one thigh. Without noticing, she had started to move her clutching fingers faster. Her eyes were glued to that swollen barb of flesh. She was fascinated by how Jimmy reacted to just a very simple touch.
The whiskey had made her giddy. She felt free and pretty loose. The affection she felt for Jimmy overwhelmed her. She kissed his heaving belly.
"I'm so glad you're going to be with us for awhile," she said, "I missed you."
"I missed you too, punkin'," he gasped, smoothing her hair. She let the long, dark gold locks brush over his chest and thighs. She'd stopped moving the skin up and down his cock. She was just rubbing it gently, observing the strange look on her brother's face.
"What causes that stuff to come out of a guy's cock?" she asked brightly.
"God, Holly...." He cleared his throat. "Okay, here's how it works. That part ... when you pull back the skin ... well it's very sensitive and when it rubs against...." I ... the insides of a girl!" Holly gasped.
"Right, well when it rubs long enough the guy."
"...comes!" she blurted, licking her lips.
"Yep, you got it right." He sipped more from the flask.
"I wish I could see that happen."
"You'd have to have eyes inside your pussy." Jim giggled.
"That's a funny thing to call it, isn't it?" she said, amused. Not that the term was new to her. "Pussy," she repeated slowly. "Cock." Her panties had slipped up between the lips of her cunt now and the nylon rubbed teasingly.
"When you make love to a girl," she asked, "do you use a rubber?"
"Sure."
"I've never seen one. Do you have one with you now?"
"You really do want to learn everything, don't you?" Jimmy dug in his wadded pants and handed her a small foil package. Without hesitation, Holly tore it open and extracted the small, latex circle.
"Hey, what you think you're doing?"
"How can I learn anything unless I can see it?" She touched the thin membrane and saw that it was lightly lubricated.
"It's so thin!" she whispered, examining the stretched latex.
"That's so the man can still feel ... uh...."
Holly smiled eagerly. "So he can still feel the girl's insides." The thought made her tremble with excitement. She looked at his rigid cock and touched the rubber again. Holly had the most irresistible desire to put that rubber on him.
"Let me see how it works?" she begged, touching the delicate thing to Jimmy's foreskin.
"Look, Holly, this is a hell of a lot of fun and all that, but I'm starting to get funny ideas. I think maybe we should just go to sleep, what do you say?"
Holly paid no attention to her brother. She eased the foreskin back from his cock and placed the rubber against the slick barb of his cock. Then she rolled it back over the glans and down the shaft until the round elastic band seemed secure. She could make out the veins pulsing through the ultra-thin membrane. And she could easily make out the bumps and hollows that he'd told her were so sensitive.
A sudden rush of passion shivered through her body. Seeing her brother's lanky body there in the moonlight made her want very badly to climb all over him. She'd never experienced that special touch of a man's body against hers. Oh, a boy or two had hugged her at school functions and things like that. But she'd always had a lot of clothes on.
"Holly! What the hell do you think you're doing?" Jimmy exclaimed, starting to sit up. But she had already wiggled up onto his chest. It couldn't be all that naughty. She had kept her T-shirt and panties on.
"Ohhh, Jimmy, it feels good, doesn't it?" She pressed her face into the hollow of his neck. She had meant to be still for awhile, but couldn't resist wiggling her hips. When she did, his rigid cock rubbed her belly. Gently she eased upwards a few inches at a time.
"Holly ... goddamn...." Jimmy's hands smoothed down her back 'til they came to the edge of her T-shirt. Then he groaned as if no longer able to contain his excitement. His fingers were under the T-shirt now. She gasped happily as she felt him rubbing her slender back.
"Jesus, Holly, you'd better get the hell out of here ... ohhh, shit ... ! "
"I don't want to leave. I'm having a wonderful time." She kissed his cheek and wrinkled her nose in merriment. "I missed you so much while you were away." She'd inched up even further now. The hot tip of his prick was about to slip under her cunt-mound. Jimmy touched her bottom with his cupped hands. She felt him tracing the skimpy stretched nylon. His breathing sounded strained.
Did he like the way her body felt, she wondered? Slowly, she arched her back. The rubber-sheathed cockhead popped under her mound and pressed firmly against the drenched nylon band that hid her hairless slit.
"Ohhhhhh," she gasped, closing her eyes. "Ohhhhhhh.gosh!"
"Sweet Holly," her brother mumbled, caressing her slim, firm bottom. "God, you'd better get off me ... you'd better...."
"Oh, I can't! It feels too delicious! I'm shivering all over, Jimmy." She licked his neck like an affectionate kitten. "Oh, hold me, darling!" Jimmy's hands squeezed her warm ass cheeks. She wiggled, sighing against his ear now. She pressed herself against the hot shape that pressed against her panties. And as she moved, she felt the nylon being forced deeper between her outer lips. She put a hand down to feel the hard prick, to feel the way it stretched her panty crotch. Jimmy's fingers touched hers and he too felt how their bodies met.
"Christ, what are we doing?" he gasped suddenly, trying to push her off of him. But Holly clung there tenaciously, whimpering for him to let her stay.
"Feel me up!" she sighed, kissing the tender spot just under his earlobe. "like you'd feel up a girl on a date. I want to know how it is!"
"Holly, you've lost your mind."
"Do it! Ohhh, do it Jimmy, like we're on a date!"
With a moan of defeat, Jimmy pulled her wiggling body down against him harder than ever. Then his fingers were slipping under the nylon of her panties. She quivered as he traced the crack of her ass and then dug gently into the seeping crevice between her thighs. She gasped and flopped like a fish out of water as he touched unbelievable sensitive places. Places she had yet to discover for herself. He caressed her clit until the nubbin was pumped full of blood. As he felt her up, Holly pumped her ass up and down and bit her brother's shoulder. His breathing had gotten very ragged. She knew that he was being strongly affected by her show of affection. And maybe it had something to do with the way her small, child-like body felt up on top of him. She hoped she wasn't doing anything she'd be ashamed of later, because now she couldn't bring herself to stop.
"Mmmmmm. Ohhhh, God, I love the way it feels!"
"Holly ... ohhh, Holly, you're so soft down there, so damned soft!"
"Did you feel up a lot of girls when you were in Alaska?"
"I don't know ... a few, I guess."
"Right there ... ohhhhh, shit, it really gets me...."
"I shouldn't push too hard since you're still a."
"Don't say it! I hate it."
"...virgin...."
"I told you not to say it." She kissed him on the mouth. It was an impulsive caress and she hadn't thought anything about it. But the soft brush of Jimmy's lips against hers set off new storms of pleasure. She rubbed her feverish pussy against his fingers and her head flopped back with the ecstatic thrill the friction caused. Jimmy kissed her exposed neck with moans of passion. She held his head against her, feeling his teeth and tongue. Then their mouths slipped together again. This time it was more than just a quick kiss. Jimmy's tongue stabbed between her teeth and Holly gasped with the strange sensation.
"Harder," she moaned against his mouth, "feel me harder ... right there!"
"Holly ... I don't want to...."
"Harder, damn it ... ohhhh!"
Holly felt so strange ... so dreamy and tingly all over. She hadn't had much bourbon, so she knew it was something else. That something else was Jimmy's strong, male body. She'd never realized what the touch of skin against her own flesh could do. She couldn't get enough of it, couldn't kiss enough, rub enough.
"God ... do it harder!" She squirmed like crazy against Jimmy, trying to make him do what she wanted. But finally she grabbed his hand herself and forced it up against her delicate folds.
"Fuck me!" she whispered hotly. Could she have said such a thing to her own brother? Yes, she had, but it was as if another, more powerful part of her mind had taken control.
"Holly, get up damn it. This is about enough of-"
"Do it! Right now, Jimmy! Push your finger up inside me! I don't want to be a virgin anymore."
"Holly!"
"Ohhh, shit, I'll do it myself!" She steadied her brother's cock in one hand and wiggled her cunt down against the hardness. It felt so fantastic that she was dizzy for a second or two. The first time in her life that her body had actually been touched by a man's prick! She could feel her juices wetting the rubber as he pumped her slit up and down over the swollen head. Jimmy was in a panic. He was trying to wiggle away from her, trying to hold her body from pushing down against his hardness.
"Ohhhh, let me, Jimmy! Please, let me!"
"God, no! You're my sister! If I hadn't been a little boozed up, I never would have let things go this far."
"They haven't gone far enough. I want to know about sex." But Jimmy pushed her away from him-and her panty crotch slipped back between her swollen crevice.
"You're still hard," she said, pouting because her brother had stopped her so soon. "If you're hard, you want to-"
"Damn it, Holly!" Jimmy was trying to pull his skivvies up.
"Then I'll make you want to!" She pushed his hands away from his crotch and grabbed his rubber-sheathed cock. Its shape and size made her heart pound. She was half out of her mind with want. She knew she was walking, on strange ground, but her body wouldn't stop reminding her how ready it was.
"What the hell are you doing ... Holly...
Jeeeeeeesus!"
She had licked her hot tongue up along the underside. Now she pursed her lips and pushed them down over the head of his cock. The rubber tasted funny. But underneath that thin membrane, she could feel her brother's blood pounding. She could trace the streamlined shape of that fantastic male glans!
"Mmmmmnnn," she moaned, doing things with her tongue that she hoped would excite her brother. He'd been pretty hot for awhile. If she could only get him worked up again.
At first his hands grasped her shoulders and he tried to sit up, tried to push her back. But Holly had her thighs clasped around her brother's leg. Her small hands clutched his balls and cock as her head bobbed. The spit smacked noisily at the corners of her mouth as she rode up and down on the throbbing shaft of meat. She felt Jimmy's grasp on her weaken. His fingers trailed away down the front of her T-shirt. Then he slumped back down on his sleeping bag with a groan of surrender. A tiny smile flickered at the corners of her mouth. She knew she'd won this hand. And it wasn't so bad really, having a prick inside her mouth. Of course she would never do it without a rubber. What if a guy happened to shoot his cream while a girl was doing what she was doing?
"Son ... of ... a ... bitch," Jimmy sighed, his head flopping slowly from one side to the other. She wanted to ask so many questions. But that cock in her mouth was too wonderful to bother with questions now. like, would Jimmy like what she was doing enough to come? And what would it feel like if he did? She even wondered if she'd have the nerve to keep her mouth there when the stuff spurted into the taut rubber. They could break, couldn't they? It gave her a scary feeling to know how very thin was the membrane between her mouth and her brother's pounding cock.
"Holly ... ohhhhh, nooooo!"
"Mmmmm." She popped her lips free of him for a moment. "Am I doing it right? Does it feel good?"
"God, yessss, but...."
She made a trough of her tongue and slid it under the feverish, heavy meat. She didn't want him to get freaky again and make her stop. She liked the way that shape felt sliding up and out between her lips. It was so spongy and yet very firm at the same time. She felt giddy just thinking of something like that deep in her young, slick hole! Hell, she didn't even have a hole yet ... or at least it wasn't opened up.
Jimmy was straining upward from the deck. He trembled as he pumped his hips to make his prick slide even deeper in Holly's mouth. Of course it was easy for her to stay back enough so that he wouldn't make her choke. But she could see that he wanted to make it get inside her mouth as far as he could.
"Holly ... God ... suck harder, baby...! "
She loved to hear his words. Now she knew she had him in her power ... at least for the moment. She flicked her tongue rapidly across the underside of his cocktip. That seemed to be the most sensitive place. And sure enough, when she did it this time, Jimmy grabbed fistfuls of sleeping bag and writhed around. It sounded like he could hardly breathe. And the big muscles in his thighs were hard as rocks.
Holly smoothed her trembling hands across her brother's belly. It heaved up and down with the excitement that was rising inside him. She could see a dozen changes that excited her to a fever. Her panty crotch was hopelessly lost between the swollen lips of her pussy. She squirmed there on her knees to let the nylon rub her clit. Her small nipples had expanded out from the swells of her breasts. Her T-shirt rubbed them every time she moved.
"Mmmmm," she hummed. Her tongue had found a rhythm and she was staying with it. She stroked the entire underside of Jimmy's prick and then concentrated on the bulging head, her teeth nibbling the soft-firm flesh, her licking movements causing a suction that made the spit crackle noisily at the corners of her mouth.
"Holly ... ohhh, fuck ... ohhhh, shit!"
Holly didn't know exactly what was happening. Her brother was acting pretty strange. He was flopping around all over the place. She had to hold on to his cock at the base to make sure she wouldn't slip off it. And inside her mouth it had grown bigger, she thought. Yes, she was certain! The tip was swelling, pulsing. Even through the rubber she could feel the rising heat. She pointed her tongue and made it hard. Then she dug back and forth in the little groove between the lobes. Maybe they were so sensitive because they were so close to that little slit where his stuff was supposed to come out.
She ran her fingers up and down the insides of his thighs. Then she squeezed his balls and tickled his belly with her nails. She didn't really know the first thing about all thisi She only knew that she'd found a certain way to overpower her brother's senses. It was almost magical. It thrilled her to feel him react to every movement of her lips and tongue. The whole thing was so new to her that she trembled all over and her heated pussy continued to flood juice down the inside of her thighs.
That's when the crazy idea occurred to her. She knew she'd have to do it fast. The last time she'd tried, Jimmy had really gotten upset. And she wasn't even sure it would work. She didn't know how hard it would be to break her cherry. If it took more than a second or two, Jimmy would probably throw her to the side and get pissed off.
But what if her cunt was ready? Then his cock would slip right in, wouldn't it? She had to make the decision fast. Deep inside her brother's body she could feel muscles beginning to contract with a pulsing fury. He was probably going to come.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, lapping him a little slower. She sneaked a hand back between her thighs and jerked the panty crotch from between her smoldering cunt-lips. She prayed it wouldn't hurt too much and stiffened her middle finger. It took her only a moment to find the magic spot. It was a soft and feverish hollow and the bump of her cherry hid the secret depth beyond. She moved her fingertip around, trying to make sure she'd do it right. Then, squinting her eyes tight, she jabbed forcefully.
"Aaahhh!" she gasped around the cock that filled her mouth. Accidentally her teeth cut into the shaft a little and Jimmy writhed and grabbed the sides of her head.
"Holly ... goddamn ... I'm gonna pop in a little bit!"
Holly had almost fainted. Not with the pain, that had only stung bad for a moment. But she was faint from the realization of what she'd done. She'd broken her own hymen with her finger. And her finger was deep inside the clasping heat of her pussy. She'd never in her life touched anything so beautifully soft and slick!
A trickle of blood blotted her wrist. She worked the finger deeper, waiting for more pain. There was a raw tingle at the edges of her hole, but other than that, she wasn't suffering much.
All this attention to her young mound had caused Holly to cease sucking on her brother's cock. He was begging, pumping his hips up and down, trying to make her do something again.
"Ohhhhh, Jimmy," she cried, pulling her mouth away and crawling up over his body. She had his cock in her bloody hand. He gave her a crazed look.
"Holly ... what?"
"Jimmy, kiss me honey ... Ohhh, please!" She only needed a second more. She pressed the bulging head of his cock against her cunt-mouth. It pressed against the tender hollow where she'd broken her virginity for him. The second she knew that his split-slickened cocktip was pressing up at the right angle, she steadied the shaft with her fingers and pushed suddenly and violently down on it.
Jimmy's eyes went wide. His mouth fell open as she squirmed her hips with furious energy. Her panting breath beat against his neck as she felt the swollen shape stretching the virgin muscles around the beginning of her hole.
"Ohhhhh, shit!" she babbled.
Already, Jimmy was grasping for her, trying to push her back. If she could only get another inch of him inside. But his flared crown wouldn't slip much deeper. She tried to relax. The pain was more intense now, but she ignored it.
And at last, the fleshy barb popped inside the heated, buttery velvet of her pussy. Jimmy's hands shook and fell away from her hips. Then he cupped his palms strongly against her shivering ass-cheeks and drove upwards, driving his cock deeper.
"Holly ... ohhhh, Holly, baby doll!"
Holly threw back her head and moaned with shuddering hunger. The sensation of that thick, hot thing opening her insides was unbelievable. She writhed wildly on top her brother's body. She drooled on his chest, dug her nails into his shoulders.
"Yesss, Jimmy ... ohhhh, yessss!"
Jimmy rolled her over in the tangled sleeping bags. She felt his legs slide inside her thighs. He still had her trim, writhing ass as he fucked with frantic movements. She felt her hole part ahead of the streamlined tip. Her juices flooded around the edges of her pussy and, mingling with blood, dripped down her ass.
It was all so breathtaking that she wished it could last longer. But she was afraid that if Jimmy had a few moments to think about what he was doing, it might ruin everything. And something was happening to her that was beyond her understanding. A wave of irresistible pleasure caught her and carried her along as she squirmed and whimpered under her brother's body. She felt so small, so full of cock. The movements of her ass made his cock poke against the sides of her little tube, stretching and gouging her. The thrills tingled over her skin. Her breath was a panting, moaning sound.
"Jimmy ... ohhhh it's soooo deep ... it's deep but it's still going deeper!"
Her panty crotch was pulled to the side. She could feel the rubbing stretch of it as her brother's cock fucked in and out of her bleeding hole. She was a mess down there, a lovely, slurpy mess! She'd never realized how messy fucking really was. She loved it!
"Holly ... ohhh fuck, it's coming ... baby it's coming!"
Holly felt crushed, raped, completely under her brother's passionate control now. She cried as the throbbing pleasure burst through her body. Exquisite tickles around her clit made her bite her brother's neck. She had her eyes squinted tight and her pert ass giggled and jerked and twitched under Jimmy's plunging body. His cock was going deep now. She could feel the little roll of the rubber back near the hilt. She felt it every time it forced past her torn cherry.
"Ahhhhhh," she cried, coming. It was too quick. She had become expert at bringing herself off slowly and with excruciating gentleness. But Jimmy's big cock made up for that. She clutched him like she was drowning and worked her ass around in furious circles. He held himself deep, his cockhead stretching something else inside her, something she knew nothing about. He made a strangling sound and she was sure he was filling the tip of his rubber. Knowing this added another thrill to the sensations she was experiencing.
They moved slower for awhile, wiggling against each other. There were soft kisses, affectionate pinches and then Jimmy let out a lungful of air and rested his head beside hers. Holly realized then that she'd had her T-shirt and panties on the whole time. She wanted to say something but didn't know what it should be. If only she could read her brother's mind. But it was Jimmy who spoke first.
"God help me," he mumbled. She could feel his cock still throbbing gently. Her muscles reacted and squeezed down around the invading shaft. Jimmy shuddered and wiped a hand over his face. "Ohhh shit! Holly, do you realize what...." He shook his head and shivered as if suddenly cold. "Ohhh shit."
"Jimmy...."
"Don't say anything. Just get the hell out of here...."
"I can't," she whimpered, near tears, "you're on me."
Jimmy rolled off without a word. His cock pulled from her clasping pussy with a sucking sound and Holly gave a cry and clasped her fingers over her cunt. Why had he done it like that? She felt as if their lovemaking had been suddenly doused with ice water.
"Get out of here," Jimmy said. His voice was so soft she could hardly hear him. But the words and the way he said them was unmistakable. "Get the hell out of here...."
"Jimmy, don't be like that. I love you...."
"Get the hell out of here before I throw you over the side." The boat ducked in the swells as if to remind her where they were. Stifling her sobs as best she could, Holly unzipped her sleeping bag from her brother's and carried it towards the cabins below deck. She could feel her juices still leaking and a dark line of drying blood showed clearly down the inside of one leg. She stumbled through the darkened sleeping quarters and found her bunk. She could hear the twins sleeping; Jessie gave a soft snore and turned over in her bunk.
Holly smeared tears away from her cheeks and found a towel to sponge the messy drip of her pussy. She skinned off her panties and draped them over the end of the bed to dry out. But all the time she was thinking about Jimmy. Why had he freaked like that? So she was his sister, so what? They'd done it together because they wanted to ... or at least she had! But so had Jimmy after his cock had slipped into her tight little pussy.
"I'm not a virgin anymore," she whispered to herself, mustering a smile. She found her flannel nightie and pulled it over her shoulders. She lay in bed for half an hour and was no closer to sleep than before. She had to try and talk to her brother. It was no good letting things hang like this.
Holly stepped up onto the moonlit deck again. Across the dewy boards she saw her brother's lumpy sleeping bag. But when she knelt to speak to him, she saw he was asleep. She was about to wake him anyway but hesitated. There on the deck was the very rubber he'd used on her. It was smeared with blood and some had dried in a circle back where Jimmy had tied a knot. The knot had trapped his cum inside.
Holly put her hand out, drew it back. She had no idea what a man's semen looked like, felt like, smelled like. At last she grabbed the rubber and held it against her nightie as she hurried down the steps. She put it in the pocket of her cut-offs and wadded them into her small duffel bag. Then she climbed in her bunk again and pulled the covers up around her neck. After tossing and turning for a while, she clasped her fingers over her cunt and tried to think beautiful thoughts.