Chapter 8
It was a week later, and Greta had gone back to Washington with a promise that both Mike and Lisa would soon come up there for a visit.
Greta had delicious memories of her trip to Alabama, and she was determined to never let a treasure like Lisa get away from her, if she could help it.
But poor Lisa was left in the sleepy town of Bedelia, where the magnolias bloomed lazily and the dogs slept in the hot sun, where the cars boiled in the mid-afternoon, and the people stayed in-doors and sipped Cokes or bourbon to try to forget the midsummer heat. Lisa found that her life had slipped back to its flat routine, its terrible dullness. Mike was gone on a trip to London, where the publisher of his new book wanted to discuss a lot of angles that he felt Mike should develop. The book was something of an expose of Mike's experiences in the Government during the deadly time he had worked in Washington.
With nobody there, poor Lisa would previously have drifted into a deadly boredom; but now, newly-awakened to the joys of sex, she didn't intend to live monotonously any more.
After all, she did have her kid brother—the twelve-year-old General Lee.
General Lee, whose real name was Jeremiah Royce Lee, was a real boy, in that he did all the manly things that boys of twelve did in his part of the world. He fished like a demon, swam in little hideaway ponds, stole watermelons, hunted, shot pheasants, and ran barefoot. And he hadn't the vaguest idea about the world of sex.
The female was to him a queer fish that God in his infinite mystery had invented, but he hadn't quite decided for what purpose. He didn't understand girls, and he ignored them until he hit his twelfth year; then, because of the things that were happening to his hard, handsome body, he began to look at them a bit differently.
General Lee was noticing a weird and wonderful thing happening to him every morning. His pecker, which he had always assumed was just a pipe that pumped out all the liquids of his body, was now getting all big and swollen. He would wake up and find that his usually placid pecker had become a hard, swollen hunk of meat that gave him a rough time before it finally went down.
General Lee thought he should see a doctor about this weird phenomenon, but it only seemed to happen in the morning. And because it always disappeared, he decided to wait.
However, he did think it might be wise to confide in his sister, Lisa. So one night, before he got into bed, he ambled over to Lisa's bedroom to discuss things.
"Lisa, a funny thing happens to me every morning."
"And what is that, honey?" Lisa liked General Lee, as long as he didn't make himself a pest and hang around to bother her. But now she thought it might be interesting to have him around more.
"Well, Lisa, it's my pecker. Every morning when I wake up, I find it all swollen-up. Something fierce. Big and red. It worries me. I've been thinking that maybe I've got the dropsy disease. It always goes away, but when I got it, it hurts me something awful."
Lisa sighed. Only in a small town, in a hidden part of the world like Bedelia, could there be a kid with such pure innocence. After all, it had been the same with her, too, hadn't it? She hadn't quite figured out the purpose of her cunt until Big Tom taught her the meaning of it all.
She would have to take General Lee in tow, and get his head all clear about the fabulous purpose of his cock.
"It's nature," she said.
"What do you mean, nature?" He scowled, and his handsome freckled kid's face stared straight at her. He had deep brown glowing eyes and rich red hair that burned in the sunlight.
"Well, it's the nature of your pecker to get hard. And do you want to know why? So that it can go into a girl." She stared at him, aware that it didn't make sense to him.
General Lee scratched his head. Lisa acted like she knew what it was all about, but he didn't get it. She sounded a bit cracked. It can go into a girl? What did girls have to do with it? He said his thought aloud.
"What do girls have to do with it?"
She was lying on her bed in her pajamas. She smiled, then pulled down her pants to show him her cunt. "See this? It's a hole. You have a pole. Now, your pole has to go into this hole when it's hard. Then it will spit a few times and go back to its normal size. That's all nature."
He stared with his brown eyes, disbelieving. "Lisa, honey, you must be foolin'. That just don't add up to no sense."
General Lee had seen Lisa's cunt plenty of times, since they had often innocently walked about naked in front of each other, totally unaware of sex.
Now that Lisa had discovered sex, she contemplated General Lee's hard young body with sharper interest.
Lisa sighed. "I suppose I'll have to prove it to you, right?"
"How could you prove it?" Sometimes Lisa seemed to be wooly in the head. He stared at her crack and thought about sticking his pecker in it.
It seemed strange but logical, and it made him feel funny. He wished that he was out with his shotgun, hunting birds, where he could be comfortable. It was a strange scene, Lisa showing him her pee-pee crack and telling him such funny things.
"You must be funning," he said.
But Lisa shook her head. She figured that bringing an innocent kid like General Lee into the world of sex could be a shock for him if she didn't handle it gently.
"Well, even if I wanted to show you," he said, "you'd have to wait till morning. That's when the thing gets hard."
Lisa gave him a superior smile, for she knew a few tricks that would turn a prick hard.
"We don't have to wait. Come and I'll show you." She patted the bed alongside her.
General Lee scowled, but came closer. His pajama bottom was off and his twelve-year-old pecker, quite hefty for his age, hung there limp, dangling innocently, unaware of the devilish pleasures ahead.
Lisa reached over and took it in her soft hand. She smiled at him and stroked his pecker, marveling at its softness, its silky feel. She gently took hold of his balls with her other hand as she slowly stroked the skin of his cock forward and back over the head.
General Lee felt very peculiar. He stared down, and to his amazement he saw his limp dick start to swell, and then begin to rise, and in another minute it was standing up, fiercely hard and looking furious.
It was painful, too; he almost regretted that he had started all this.
"Now look what you've done!" His voice was harsh. "It will keep me awake half the night!"
"Oh, there's a way to bring it down."
"What do you mean? How? Lisa, don't fool around. This thing hurts. It's all swelled-up." He had forgotten her recipe for curing a stiff prick. It just seemed too fantastic to take seriously.
Lisa stared at his young, fully-erect pecker, as noble a piece of cock as one could hope to see in a boy of his age.
Naturally, she thought, it could not compare with the giant thing on Big Tom, or the thick thing on Uncle Mike; but in a pinch it would do. Any port in a storm, thought Lisa, and since she had become sexually aroused, a storm was coming up in her cunt right now. She had started out just to give her brother instruction, but now she had to have his cock, no matter what.
"I'm going to kiss your thing," she said. "It will help you feel better."
And she kissed it on the head and on the shaft, and then on the balls.
She glanced up. He was bug-eyed. He was stunned. He felt all sorts of crazy impulses.
"Do it again," he urged.
"I'll do something better, You see, your pecker likes to be in a warm, wet place. So I'm going to put it in my mouth for a bit."
And without another word, she slipped his pulsating prick into her hot mouth.
He stared at her, petrified. It was the most outlandish feeling that he ever had in his life.
Then she began to move her tongue around it. He just lay there on the bed, watching her mouth go up and down on his cock, sucking.
She was sucking his pee-pee thing!
Was she nuts?
But why did it feel so great? He had crazy impulses. His body wanted to thrust, wanted instinctively to push his cock into her mouth and keep it there. He felt pain and pleasure at the same time. It was terrible, and it was bliss, too.
He thought he might actually pee in her mouth, and it frightened him, yet it was also the biggest kick that he had ever had. He watched Lisa's pretty face, full of his stiff pecker, sucking on it as if it were a delicious piece of candy. Her eyes had a devilish gleam, her lips were moist and swollen as they pulled on his thing.
Then she stopped, and took her mouth off Ms pecker.
General Lee felt so shocked that he wanted to hit her.
"Don't stop, Lisa." His voice was pleading, hard, commanding, piteous, all at once.
"Well," she said, holding his wet pecker, "we mustn't be selfish. You see, General Lee, this is a game that two must play. I'll be glad to do it some more for you. But you have to give me something, too."
He stared. He was feeling terrible; there was an agony in his cock, as if it had been about to explode.
He had to get her back there, sucking him. He looked at his pecker. It was purple, as if in a rage, as if it wanted to attack something.
"What do you want, for crissake, Lisa?"
She pointed to her cunt. "You should do what I'm doing to you. Kiss my pussy, then stick your tongue in it, lick it. Then I'll go back to licking your cock. That way we both enjoy the game."
He stared at her pussy, which she had brought close to his face. It was kind of cute-looking, he thought. It had a soft, rising mound, light golden fuzz, and a mysterious slit with a pink edge. It was a mystery, and he felt a wild desire to spread it apart and look inside it.
He thought that surely there would be no great danger in kissing it. Even licking it. He would do anything to get Lisa back to sucking on his cock. That's what she had called it—"cock."
So General Lee bent down and, for the first time in his twelve-year-old life, came close to a pussy. He kissed it experimentally. It was soft, nice, warm. It gave him a fine feeling. He kissed it again, just above the slit, and felt the velvety flesh. He became intensely interested then, and started to rub his lips around the pussy; and then, out of an overpowering curiosity, he dipped the tip of his tongue into the slit. It was marvelous! Warm, silky, moist flesh with an exciting taste.
This was fun. If he could get his cock sucked some more just by licking this, he was all for it. He began to concentrate on the cunt, spreading it apart so that he could get his tongue in deeper. Lick it, she had said. Well, he could do that, for he had a nimble tongue. And it was pretty damned fascinating, doing this to his sister. Did all the kids do things like this with each other? What a dummy he had been not to know about it! He got so interested in licking the warm inside of her cunt that he almost didn't notice when Lisa took hold of his pecker and put it back into her mouth for more sucking. There was really something marvelous about all this, General Lee thought. And whoever invented it should get a gold medal.
He glanced down to see his stalwart cock half-sunk in Lisa's mouth, and he watched her lips go up and down on his flesh. It gave him the most delicious tingles, and it made him want to suck her cunt all the more violently. He also felt a wild desire to stick his finger in her cunt, to explore her more deeply than his tongue could.
So he did that, putting his big middle finger inside her pussy, while he licked all around it. And that made her so excited that she began to suck harder than ever on his cock.
He began to feel very funny, feel a pressure almost like pain. He thought he would be forced to pee in her mouth, because of the strange force that seemed to be gathering in his cock. But just in time, it seemed to him, she took his cock out of her hot, sucking mouth.
"Oh, General Lee, you have to stick it into my pussy. You have to do that now." And she swung her body around, flinging off the top of her nightgown, which until this moment had just been hoisted over her hips, so that now she was nude.
She pulled him over her body, holding his cock so that she could point it into her cunt.
"Get it in here, in here, where I'm showing you. Just push it in."
There was such panic and urgency in her voice that he dared not do anything but what she asked. He pushed his hard cock toward her slit, and to his amazement he felt it slide into a warm, moist, smooth cave of tight flesh that encased it like a glove.
It kept sliding in, deeper and deeper, until, looking down, he could see that his entire pecker had disappeared into the depths of her pussy!
It was something of a miracle. And what a terrific feeling—all pain and pleasure, all agony and ecstasy. His instinct was to keep pushing in, but there was nothing to push, since he had gone in to the hilt.
"Come out and then push it back in. Go in and out," she whispered hoarsely in his ear. She's really off the wall, he thought.
He did as she directed, pulling back. His cock came out of her cunt, and he went into a panic.
"Stupid," she barked at him. "Don't take it all the way out—just part-way. Now slip it back in, and don't pull back too far, or it'll slip out again!"
He searched frenziedly for the slit, and pushed his hard, wet meat back into her, feeling a tremendous sense of relief when it got there.
It belongs in there, it's crazy to take it out, General Lee thought; and out of fear that it might again slip out of that hole of ecstasy, he kept it firmly in place, not daring to move it.
"Fuck me, fuck me, you little idiot," she panted angrily into his ear. "Don't just lie there! Move your body up and down, but don't let your thing slip out of me! Do you understand ?"
He wanted desperately to do the right thing, and now he carefully brought his cock out, only part-way, and then pushed it in. He found that terrific. He did it again, and again, and discovered that the friction on his meat gave him the most excruciating pleasure.
He began to concentrate on that movement, slipping his meat in and out of her, which clearly did some deadly things to her too, for she began to groan and moan and twist her body. He looked down and saw her breasts, the nipples standing up firm and plump, as he had never seen them before. He felt an irresistible desire to kiss them, to get his mouth on them. He did that, and she groaned again. He began hungrily to suck on them, while his body moved up and down, and his cock slid in and out of her.
He suddenly felt the overwhelming pressure again, and he thought that now he would absolutely have to pee into her; there was no way to stop it. His cock went into a terrific swelling just before it happened, and it felt painful, yet tremendous; and then the juice rushed out of him. But it wasn't really like peeing. It had to be something else, because of the tremendous pleasure-pain of this explosion. He kept feeling it, over and over, and it seemed that his cock was shooting something into her, some heavy liquid.
And each time it hit her, she let out a low screech of joy, as if something terrific was hitting her in the crotch. Wow, he thought, this had to be the greatest invention in the world. How come he didn't know about it? Why hadn't somebody told him about it? Who did this? Where was it done? Did only brothers and sisters do it? Who else did it?
He had had no idea that a cock could give such great pleasure. General Lee had discovered sex at twelve, and it was the shock of his young life.
His sister had grabbed him and was writhing around on his stiff cock. Something was happening in her cunt, he could tell, something just as marvelous as what had happened to him. Her face was all twisted in pleasure. He'd never seen such an expression on her before.
He felt good that he had played a game that could bring her such feelings. And he felt that this was a game that they should play over and over and over.
It was crazy that she had not taught him before! It was so much fun! He would gladly give up fishing for this! Even hunting!
He could feel that his pecker had gone soft, and he pulled it out to look at it.
It was all shriveled-up, and smeared with white cream. What on earth was that? It mystified him. Did it come from her or from him? He had thought that he had an intolerable desire to pee, but now all the need to pee had disappeared. But what was this cream?
A very mysterious thing, this fucking thing!
"What's this, Lisa?" He pointed to his limp cock.
"It's love-juice, honey. Nothing to be worried about." She looked at him with a smile. "I guess you kinda liked this thing we did?"
"It was the best, Lisa. Why didn't you tell me about it before? We have wasted lots of time."
"Don't worry about it. You were too young before. Now you're the right age."
He peered at her cunt, which looked whipped from the fucking. "You have a sweet cunt, Lisa. I'm crazy about it."
"I'm crazy about your thing, too, honey. From now on, we'll play more with each other. It's a lot of fun."
"Great fun. I hope we can do it often."
She smiled gently. "Nice to keep it in the family, honey." And she gave him a peck on the cheek.