Chapter 1
She was too young for dating, so she was spending the Saturday night at home alone. Her mother and father had gone for the weekend to a church camp and her brother had disappeared somewhere with his friend Ed.
From her lonely room she heard the two youths stumbling and giggling into the house. They passed her room, shushing each other drunkenly. She heard them enter her brother's room. She slipped quietly into the hall, dressed only in pink shortie pajamas that revealed the pink areolas and small nipples of her young breasts.
They had left the door ajar and she could see her brother taking some magazines from beneath his mattress. She could not see the names of the books but they seemed to interest the boys very much.
Her nipple pressed against the doorjamb as she leaned against the wall to watch.
"Did you see that girl in the convertible tonight?" her brother asked Ed. "She was sucking that guy's cock like crazy. I'd like to have her mouth on this rod of mine." He was rubbing at his crotch and Jeanette could see a good-sized bulge there.
"Yeah," Ed answered. "And how about that guy eating that blonde? She almost smothered him to death and I could hear her moaning all the way up the bill. Those binoculars really helped."
"Plus it was a full moon. Look at this girl here," her brother said, pointing to the magazine he held.
"Jeez, I'd like to slip it to her. Let me have that magazine. I'm going in the bathroom and jerk off."
Jeanette had heard other boys talk about spying on the couples in Lover's Lane, but she did not suspect her brother. After all, their father was a preacher. She found herself tingling uneasily. Her body was growing warm, and a thin film of sweat covered her inner thighs. She continued to watch and listen.
"Shit, man," her brother said. "I'm going to jerk off right here and now. You want to watch?"
Ed giggled. "Naw, I don't want to watch you play with yourself I'll be busy beating my own meat."
Both boys sat quietly for a moment. Jeanette held her breath, waiting. She had never seen a man's penis before, she blushed just thinking about it. But no one could see her.
Ed snorted. "What's the matter, chicken?" He unzipped his pants and rose to his knees. He reached into the tight Levi's he wore and pulled out his semi-hard cock.
Jeanette held her breath as she stared at the strange shaft flesh. Her nipples stood out erect against the light fabric of her pajama top.
Ed took his tool in his hand and shook it back and forth until it stood out straight in front of him. It was about seven inches long. He pulled the skin back off the purple head and held it. The bulb of his prick seemed to swell and fill with blood.
Jeanette let her breath go, then inhaled loudly. Luckily, the boys didn't hear her.
Ed was working his hand back and forth on his hard dick. "C'mon, Jerry," he taunted. "Take yours out."
Her brother hesitated for a moment, then stood up. He pulled his shirt off and then let his pants fall to the floor. Jeanette watched guiltily. Her eyes were glued to the bulge in his jockey shorts. He slipped them down, revealing a cock not over six inches long but as thick as Jeanette's wrist. She looked at the thick blue veins on her brother's cock. She saw the thick shaft jerk as he picked up the magazine and sat on the edge of the bed. He picked out a picture and began to rub his cock quickly up and down.
Ed got up off the floor and sat beside him. They were careful not to touch each other. They both pretended exclusive interest in the girlie picture in the magazine, and tried not to stare at each other's cocks.
But Jeanette was staring and comparing. She watched the long slow strokes that Ed used on his penis and the short quick strokes that her brother seemed to prefer. She licked her lips and her nostrils flared as the lust surged through her. She ran her hand up under the flimsy material of her pajama top and massaged her young breast, pulling at the nipple, making it stand erect.
The boys were red-faced and sweating as they continued to apply vigorous friction to their pricks. Jeanette's hand had left her left breast and crept across her bare belly into her panty-type pajama bottoms. The crinkly hair was soft as down. She rubbed briskly at the pubic patch and the lips of her young cunt were pulled back and forth gently over her pink clitoris.
Her brother spoke. "Jeez, I can't get off. Too much beer, I guess."
Ed stopped also, but he was on the verge of coming.
"Maybe if I did yours and you did mine we could pretend it was some girl doing it," he suggested tentatively.
Her brother hesitated and stole a glance at Ed's long prick.
"I'll do yours first, then you do mine," Ed said.
"OK," her brother agreed. He removed his hand from the thick shaft and leaned back on his elbows. His stiff prick rose from the thick pubic hair.
Ed reached over and grabbed the cock of his friend. Slowly at first, then more vigorously, he massaged the massive dick. He copied the short quick strokes that his friend had been using.
Jeanette could feel the warmth coming from her pussy. She felt between the lips. She was wet, wetter than she had ever been before. Her panty crotch was soaked. She let her fingers rub the slippery groove and felt her love button grow stiff and rigid. She worked on it, her eyes blurring as she got more and more excited. She tried to focus on the boys in the room, but her vision dimmed and she felt faint. She nearly collapsed as the wave of orgasm swept over her. She moaned softly and leaned against the wall until her shuddering ceased.
She heard a moan she thought was her own but it belonged to her brother. He was gripping the sheets of the bed convulsively as he thrust his hips up. His eyes were closed and he was snarling and baring his teeth. She noticed Ed increase the tempo of his massage.
Suddenly, wad after wad of white fluid erupted from the purple head of her brother's cock. Jeanette was momentarily afraid that something had gone wrong, but soon realized by her brother's actions that the spunk he poured out was the culmination of his pleasure. She had an irresistible urge to put her mouth over the spouting prick, and she opened the door to enter. She found herself inside the room, and the boys were paralyzed by surprise at her appearance.
She bluffed ahead, "What are you nasty boys doing in here?" she demanded.