Chapter 5

Jim's head dropped between his sister's taut, trim thighs. His curly blond hair tickled the insides of her legs. He sniffed deeply of the honeyed aroma billowing up from her split.

He felt her take hold of his prick and angle it toward her face. He felt her warm, moist breath on his balls.

"I can see your asshole, Jimmy," she said. She put the tip of her finger on it. It pulsed wildly.

"Ohhh, let me spread your pussy lips open, Holly. I want to see your cherry. Can you see it by looking?"

"Sure, silly," she giggled.

She put her own fingers to her puffy young labia, pulled them wide apart and tipped her pelvis. Her meat was pink and bloated and wet. Her vaginal mouth opened and shuddered and opened again.

The pink fringe was there. He was looking right at her fucking cherry!

"I see it!" he cried.

"Lick it, Jimmy!"

He knew what she meant.

He licked at the insides of her tender thighs. She squirmed and moaned and opened them wider for his head. He kissed the sweet flesh, from her groin to the underside of her crotch, rimming her pulsing asshole again.

"Ohhhh, stop teasing and do it, Jimmy!" she cried.

She removed one hand from her pussy and held his prick again. She stared up at the eye of it and saw a drop of cum ooze out, white and thick as cream.

Her hips bucked up and down as he kissed and licked all around her twat but never in it, never on her clit. She flicked out her tongue and licked the drop of cum from his prick-head.

"Oh, Jesus," he moaned, his cock throbbing headily in her hand again.

She teased him back, licking at the underside of his fuzzy balls, tickling his butt hole with the tip of her finger. She licked along his stalk and tasted the flavor of it and knew that it was growing on her.

"Now you stop teasing," he moaned happily.

"I don't know what you want me to do."

"I don't know for you, either," he said.

"Lick up and down my gap."

He did, and she moaned and bucked for him and made her vaginal mouth pulse in and out wetly.

"See my clit, Jimmy?"

He tickled the tip of it with his finger. "You mean this little button here?"

"Oh, yes!" she cried sharply, twitching uncontrollably.

"Hey, that really turns you on, Holly?"

"Ohhh, yes!"

"I thought girls liked it in the pussy-like this!"

He licked down her gap. He made a point of his tongue again and drilled into her vaginal orifice. The flavor was sweeter and cleaner than Betty's had been. He loved it. He licked all around her pussy hole, scraping her sweet juices from her flesh with the edge of his tongue.

"Ohhhh, that feela good!" she cried. "But not as good as on your clit."

"Well . . . "

"How about this ? "

He fucked his tongue into her pussy until it bumped up against her cherry. The thought came to him that he could pop her with his tongue instead of his prick, and the idea excited him.

"Oh! Ow!" she gasped, jerking her pelvis back. "Easy, Jimmy! Don't fuck me open with your tongue!"

He pulled up quickly. "I didn't mean to hurt you, Holly, honest I didn't! Hey, I'm sorry," he said, kissing the insides of her thighs again.

She stroked his prick and moved under him softly again. "It's all right, Jimmy. Ohhh, that's nice. Keep doing that-licking all over my pussy. Then when I get real hot and ready to come, suck on my clit."

"Like this, Holly?"

He took the little red nub between his lips and drew on it softly, doing it the way it would have felt good to him if it had been his own prick.

"Eeeee!" Holly cried heatedly. She switched her ass tightly and couldn't help pushing her pussy up into his face. "Like that!" she told him.

He stopped. His prick was throbbing. He loved making her twitch and qniver and throb all over. He loved everything about her tiny, dainty, sweet body.

She wasn't at all like Betty. Betty was the kind you jabbed and poked and rammed against. Her fleshy cunt and ass were firm and strong and slobbery. He wasn't sure which kind of girl he liked better. But he knew instinctively that you had to treat each one differently.

He realized that part of the difference was in the girl, not just her body. Betty was the kind who liked it rough. Holly liked it tender and gentle.

Did Miss Poston like it that way too? Was that why she couldn't stand the cool, suave guys like Bender? The guys who were out for a piece of ass?

A shiver went down his spine, a warm feeling. He felt suddenly happy and wise. He was suddenly glad he was a boyish clod. He felt certain now there were girls for him after all.

He lapped very gently at his sister's trembling little pussy and heard her moan appreciatively in response.

"Ohhhhh, you've got it now, Jimmy. That's wonderful! Ohhhh, I love it! That's just the way Miss Poston did it to me! Oh, I know that's the way she'll want you to suck her cunt too!"

The thought thrilled him beyond reason. He did it and did it, nuzzling her pussy softly, sucking tenderly at her puffy lips, taking one and then the other into his mouth and swirling his tongue softly over them.

"Eeeeee, I'm coming, Jimmy! Suck my clit! My clit!"

Jim swept up to the tight little bud at the top of her cleft. He drew it between his lips and flicked the end of it with the tip of his tongue.

He felt it throb and stretch. He hung onto her hips as she began to toss them and hug his prick to her cheek and moan against his crotch with hot breath.

Her buttocks clenched and shook. Her thighs squeezed and opened and thrashed. Her heels drummed on the bed, and her free arm hugged his back tightly.

There was another instinct that came to him. The moment after she'd started coming, he opened his mouth wide and sucked it down over the whole spasming, shaking, leaking fleshiness of her pussy, letting her blow into his mouth.

"Ahhhh-eeeeee!" she cried.

She gasped over and over. Grunts and squeals tore from her throat as she came and came as if she'd never stop.

Her cunt lips blew out into his warm, sucking mouth and sucked in again. Her vaginal muscles spasmed and fluttered and shook. Her young glands poured sweet honey from the walls of her pussy and drained them into his mouth.

When it was over for her, she gasped and shuddered and gasped again, hanging onto his prick as if onto life itself.

"Ohhh, Jimmy . . . Jimmy!" she moaned. "I love you! God, it's terrible to say to my own brother, but I love you! I want only you to fuck my pussy open for me! Oh, Jimmy . . . "

He hugged her hips tightly, overwhelmed by the joy he'd brought her little body. God, she was sweet! He felt a twinge of guilt for all the years he'd called her a pesty little brat and had treated her the way you were supposed to treat a little sister.

"I love you too, Holly," he said softly.

"I want to suck your prick for you now, Jimmy. Oh, I want to! Tell me what to do. Show me how!"

He wanted it. But he hated to let go of her. He nuzzled his face into the softness of her belly and thighs and crotch again, and then he switched around and came up beside her, kissing the tight, sharp cone of one tit and playing with the other one.

"I think it would be best if I were on my back, Holly," he said.

She smiled at him and put her hand on his chest and pushed him down. "You just tell me, Jimmy, and I'll do it."

He spread his thighs apart. His prick angled up from his belly rigidly, throbbing and bobbing. He didn't have to tell her to get between his legs.

He didn't have to tell her to take his prick in her slim fingers, either, or to wet her lips. She sat on her little tight butt and looked down at his cock.

The head was alive. It pulsed and glowed in the circle of her fingers. She dipped forward and put her lips to it in a soft kiss. She tasted his flavor and felt the fleshy, velvety knob swell against her lips as if returning her kissing.

"Ohhh, Holly . . . " he moaned.

She raised up and smiled down softly. She began sliding her fist up and down his shaft, toying with the cockhead, then running her dainty circle of fingers back down to the root.

"Ohhhhhh, what are you doing, you little tease?" he moaned.

"I'm jacking you off, Jimmy. I've never jacked off a prick before. I just wondered what it would feel like to have it slide through my fingers this way."

"God, it feels good," he choked.

"I meant for me-what it would feel like if I were a boy with a hot, stiff prick I wanted to jack off."

"I know what you mean," he grinned.

She took his hand and scooted forward between his legs, sitting on her butt now, lifting one slim thigh over his so that her cunt was open to his fingers.

She put his hand on her pussy. "Put your fingers here-this way. Oh, there-there, Jimmy, yes! Now move them around. Stroke my clit as if it were a little prick."

"Like this?"

"Ohhhh, yes!" she gasped. "There-that's what it feels like to my fingers when I masturbate. That's the way you'd do it if you were a girl and had a hot, slippery, wet little pussy."

They masturbated each other for a hot, slippery, thrilling time. Then Jim lifted his hips and squeezed her around the butt with his thighs.

"Ohhh, I can't take much more if it, Holly!" he gasped. "You're going to jack me right off if you don't stop. But I want you to suck it. Oh, please suck my prick!"

She removed her hand quickly. "Yes. I want to, Jimmy!"

She tried to bend forward enough to suck his cock and yet still have his fingers dabbling in her pussy, but she couldn't make it. Reluctantly, she gave up her position and settled between his thighs again.

She took his cock in one hand and held it erect. She licked her lips again and again, feeling her pulse race as she thought about all his cream spurting and foaming into her mouth.

It had tasted kind of funny. She could stand little dabs of it. But what about two ballfuls?

She moaned and put her dainty hand between her thighs and kept masturbating her pussy. She bent forward and opened her mouth. She licked his cock again and felt it pulse under her tongue.

"Oh, tell me what to do, Jimmy!" she gasped heatedly.

"Make your lips soft and round, Holly. Then suck on it. Ohhhh, yes! So warm! Your mouth is so warm and wet and slippery! Oh, roll my cock around with your tongue!"

She pushed her lips down over the velvety head. She tested the sponginess of his glans with gentle pressure from her lips. It felt good to suck his cock.

She rolled the end of her tongue around and around the soft, throbbing meat. Jim groaned and bucked upward and put his hand gently to the back of her head.

He glanced down at her and saw the end of his prick between her soft lips. He saw her tight, cone-shaped little tits thrusting downward from her chest.

He saw the way her waist pinched and flared again to rounded hips and firm buttocks. She moved them back and forth, and he saw her hand between her thighs and knew she was rolling her little clit with her fingers and playing all through her pink pussy meat with them while she sucked on his prick.

"Ohhhh, God!" he cried softly.

"Am I doing it right, Jimmy?" she asked, one hand still swirling over her pussy, her other hand rolling over his prick.

"Use your tongue more, Holly," he gasped. "Run it down the underside of my prick and wriggle it, right there under the head."

She slipped her mouth down over his prick again, taking more of his length into her warmth. She pushed her tongue down. She felt the wrinkled area and the sudden magical swelling of his cockhead and knew she had the right place.

She swirled her tongue over it and sucked with her mouth and gasped through her nostrils as her own pussy began fluttering and steaming to match his passion.

"Ah! Ahg!" he cried with a tight sound. "That's it! God, that's wonderful! Holly! Ohh, Holly . . . "

She did it harder. Her hand jacked up and down his stalk as she sucked. She rotated her head and bobbed it, all the while keeping her pink little tongue busy on the most sensitive part of him.

His prick danced and shook and trembled and swelled repeatedly in her mouth. It was thrilling to feel. It was thrilling to know how much pleasure she was giving him.

Her fingers slipped into her vaginal mouth. She felt her cherry and flinched from the pain. But it was a good pain. It increased her excitement.

Her butt shook back and forth. She was nearing another climax. The thought that she would come with him thrilled her and brought her even closer.

She sucked and drew and felt his prick tremble threateningly, and she readied herself for the great unknown sensation to come.

"Ahhhh, I'm coming, Holly!" he cried softly. "Don't stop! Keep doing that! Ohhhh, I can see you playing with your pussy at the same time. Oh, come with me, Holly! Come! God

He lifted and shuddered. He seemed suspended in air for a moment. Then his cock exploded just as her lips were as far down on his stalk as she could get them and her tongue was drawing back up the underside strongly.

She drew the sperm right up through his prick and into her mouth. It was like sucking on a fat straw.

He roared with a tight sound, trying to keep his voice down. He didn't do too well. His cock swelled grandly and danced at the back of her throat, and hot slippery cream gushed into her mouth and filled her senses with a burst of flavor and texture.

She groaned and began swallowing rapidly, just as fast as he poured his load into her mouth. When she knew everything was going to work all right, her senses began spinning out of control.

"Nnnnnnnn!" she cried in the back of her throat.

Her ass shook and shuddered. Her pussy swelled open and sucked in repeatedly under her fingers, and she came and came.

Her head tossed about his prick. She refused to let go until he'd come all the way in her mouth. He yelled again and again. The cords in his neck stood out as he strained toward her face and shot every drop of his huge load into her swallowing, sucking mouth.

Her hair tangled over his thighs like coppery silk. She drank and drank from his prick and leaked out her pussy all over her fingers and onto his sheets.

"Ohhhh, Jimmy!" she cried finally, taking her lips from his prick long after there was no more cream to suck up from it.

She dropped forward and hugged his lips, and his cock thudded against the side of her face. She stretched her legs out behind her and ground her pussy into the sheet, still tingling all over from her violent orgasm.

"I did it, Jimmy! I sucked off your prick!"

"Ohhhhhhh, it was wonderful, Holly!" he groaned, holding her, caressing her again and again.

"Was I better than Betty Johnson?"

"No comparison, Holly. None at all! You were wonderful! God, I can't wait to fuck you!"

"You just did, Jimmy," she gasped, lifting her head to look at him, to kiss his stomach and worm her little body up his until their lips were together in a passionate kiss.

"You did fuck me. You fucked me in the mouth, sweet brother. And it was wonderful!"

"God!" he gasped huskily, his eyes hot and bright.

"Oh, Jimmy, you've cherried my mouth. And you're going to cherry my ass and then my pussy! God, you're going to fuck all my cherries and make me love fucking, Jimmy!"

He hugged her and rocked her back and forth on top of him. Her sharp little tits punched into his chest, and he kissed her lips over and over. He could taste himself on her tongue, but it was thrilling this time, not the way it had been with Betty.

"Ohhhh, my sweet little sister," he moaned. "I take back all the shitty things I used to say about you. You're wonderful, Holly."

"So are you, you big clod," she giggled.

She wriggled her rump. His hands went to it and held it tightly. He squeezed the firm balls and indented them with the ends of his fingers.

"Feel my prick, Holly? It's still hard? God, I can't believe it! Two big comes, and I'm ready for more!"

"Were you that way with Betty, Jimmy?"

"Hell no. That's what pissed her off. As soon as I shot up her cunt, my dick just gave up. I don't know why. I guess it was the way she was yelling at me all the time, calling me a dumb kid."

"I'm not doing that," she said softly. "I think you're a wonderful kid."

He spanked her butt playfully and chuckled with her and rocked her back and forth again, hugging her small body to him. Suddenly, her thighs moved just right, and the length of his prick lay in her wet, silky pussy gap.

They stopped giggling and looked at each other with sudden seriousness and renewed passion.

"Jimmy . . . " she whispered.

"Ohhh, God, Holly. It's so slick and soft and warm."

"Jimmy!" she gasped, hugging him tightly again.

"Oh, don't move like that, Holly!"

"I can't help it! I can feel your big stiff prick in my slit! Ohhhh, it's rubbing against my clit and making me hot again! Oh, Jimmy, I want you to fuck me so much!"

He sucked in his breath quickly. His cock throbbed and pulsed. Her tight, slippery gap moved up and down the stiff length of it, sliding along the sensitive bottom parts.

Her pussy lips seemed to enfold his prick. The heat and moistness were unbelievable. He knew all he had to do was tip his pelvis down and angle his prick just right, and the tip would be in her vaginal mouth. A shove up, and his whole cock would be surrounded by her silky, virginal pussy walls.

"Ohhhh, we can't, Holly!" he gasped. "Remember what Miss Poston said?"

"Oh, I don't care any more!"

"I do, Holly! I don't want to hurt you. I don't want anything to go wrong. I want her to teach me how to do it right so that it'll be wonderful for you!"

"But I want your prick inside me, Jimmy! I want to come again, and I want you fucking me!"

"We're fucking now," he gasped, moving his hips gently, making his prick fuck up and down her slippery gap and bump over her sensitive clit.

"Oh! Oh!" she gasped.

She clung to him. Her hips were going wild, rocking and rolling and pumping on top of his body.

She felt the way her cunt lips puffed out around his shaft. She felt the way her clit tip rippled along the big veins and bumps. She arched her pelvis and felt her vaginal mouth suck and kiss all around the root of his prick as her moisture bathed his balls.

She tightened her grip and hunched up along his body slightly so that her pussy mouth moved higher on his prick.

"Holly-no!" he gasped, fucking against her harder.

"Oh, Jimmy, I can't stand it! I want your prick inside me!"

"No, no!" he cried, squeezing her asscheeks tightly with his hands.

It didn't help much. She could still move them. He loved the feel of her weaving, trembling ass under his hands. He loved the slip-periness against the head of his prick.

There was only an inch between his spearing, pulsing cockhead and her pussy mouth.

She hunched up again, and it was there. It was there!

"Ohhhh, Jimmy!" she squeaked tightly. "It's there, Jimmy! Push! Fuck it into me, I don't care any more!"

His senses spun. He couldn't keep control of them. His prick throbbed and bucked. The glans swam in the muscular, soft wetness of her virginal cunt mouth.

He didn't do it. He could have sworn he didn't. She must have.

"Ahhhh!" she half screamed.

Jim jerked his butt down, making it sink into the mattress, making his cockhead withdraw from the silken haven it had tasted.

"Oh, Holly!" he cried. "We didn't, we didn't!"

"Oh! Oh, it hurt!"

"Goddamn! Did I pop it?" he cried.

She gasped and gasped, little moans of pain mixed in with the sounds. She lifted up, standing on her knees. She looked down at her pussy, flexing her thighs apart.

"I don't see any blood, Jimmy, do you?" she asked, a worried frown wrinkling her pretty face.

He stared. Her lips were puffed out unbelievably. Gleaming pussy juice coated the labia and her inner thighs.

"I can't tell, Holly. Oh, God, I hope not!"

She scooted up his body, straddling him with her knees, and pushed her pussy toward his face, spreading her cunt lips wide with the tips of her fingers.

"Oh, look inside, Jimmy. Can you see it? Is it still there?"

Her vaginal mouth was pink and rubbery. He licked his lips at the beauty of it. He gazed up inside her cunt hole and saw the pink fringe, still there.

"I see your cherry!" he cried happily. He kissed her right on her cunt hole, Frenching her gently with the tip of his tongue and making her moan with pleasure.

"Ohhhh, we're safe, Holly!" he cried happily. He hugged her hips against his face. "God, that was close!"

"Oh, I know, Jimmy, I know. Boy, waa it!"

"I thought you didn't care."

"I do now. But I sure didn't then. Oh, Jimmy, thank you!"

She kissed him fully on the mouth and let her body slide down his again. She made her pussy reposition itself over his prick, just as it had been before.

"You're tempting fate, Holly," he said.

"Huh-uh," she grinned. "I'm tempting you, sweet brother." She moved her ass again, and her pussy gap slid along his prick. It seemed hotter and wetter than before.

"That's dumb," he said huskily. "Tempting me."

"I don't think so, Jimmy," she said softly, tenderly. "Miss Poston didn't think so."

"Holly . . . "

"Yes . . . "

"Oh, you're doing it again."

"I know . . . " she breathed, hunching up along his body.

They were ver ' still, then she moved slowly. He drew in his breath and could feel every sweet, slippery inch of her succulent gap slide along his prick. The head pulsed and searched in the wet warmth until he thought it would erupt.

"There . . . " she gasped softly.

"Yes, there! Oh, it's there again!"

"I feel it! Oh, Jimmy! Your cockhead's right at my pussy mouth!"

"Careful! Don't fuck!"

"I want to fuck!"

"Holly . . . "

"Up and down! Oh, Jimmy, just the tip! Ah, yes . . . there! The tip! Just the tip's inside me! Oh, I can squeeze around it! Oh, that feels so wonderful! I want it all inside me!"

"No, Holly!"

She laughed with a heated sound, a bubble of extreme passion. "I won't push if you won't, Jimmy!"

"I won't. Ohhhh, God! You're pussy's so soft and warm and slippery! I can feel you squeezing me! Oh, it would be so easy to fuck up and do it-just shove it into your steaming hot cunt!"

"No, Jimmy . . . " she said huskily, her voice a tremor of utter passion. "Just the tip!"

"I know, I know!" He sucked in his breath. "Don't move. Let me move, Holly...."

She held her breath. She clung to him and shivered. Her thighs trembled, and her ass shook tautly under his hands.

She felt his cockhead come into her pussy. It stretched the tight, virginal mouth. It made her pussy muscle quiver open. It made her succulent tissues jump and shake. It made her virginal cunt juices flow and stream and bathe his prickhead.

"Oh!" she squeaked suddenly.

"Yes, I can feel it!" he gasped. "It's right there! I can feel my prick right at your cherry. Does it hurt, Holly? I don't want to hurt you."

"No-oh, go back, Jimmy. Fuck it back out and come into me again! I love the way it makes my tight pussy stretch open!"

He did, very gently and very carefully.

Her tissues shook all around his sensitive cockhead. She grew impossibly slippery inside. He pulled her up his body another inch, feeling her pointed tits drill into his chest and spike at his own nipples.

"There," he said, tipping his pelvis nearly as far as it would go. "Now I can fuck up into you without hitting your cherry."

"Ohhhhhh, yes!" she moaned happily, hugging him, running her lips over his cheek and chin and onto his mouth. "Oh, fuck me now, Jimmy! Fuck my pussy mouth with the smooth, wonderful tip of your prick and let's come together."

"I'll come in you, Holly. Do you want me to come in you."

"Yes!"

"What if you get pregnant?"

"I won't, Jimmy, I won't! I haven't even started bleeding yet!"

"Jesus!" he croaked.

"Oh, fuck me, fuck me!"

He rocked under her. She yipped once, and then he knew just how far he could rock upward. She squeezed her thighs together and made a slippery, juice-lined softness for the rest of his cock.

She moaned and rocked on top of him, fucking back. They breathed faster and faster.

"I love it, I love it!" she cried happily. "Oh, I love the feel of your velvety, slick prickhead coming into my pussy!"

"And I love your cunt! God, Holly, it's driving me wild! So soft! So slick! So tight and squeezy!"

"Oh, fuck it all into me, Jimmy!" she cried suddenly, trying to hunch down him again.

He held her ass tightly. "No! No!"

"I'm coming, Jimmy! God, I'm coming all around your prick! Oh, just the tip! The tip's in me, and I'm coming around it! Ahhhhhgh! Now-now!"

She ground and squirmed against his body, mashing her tits into his chest, crushing her lips against his. Her buttocks tightened and clenched and shook in his hands, and her pussy mouth spasmed around his cockhead and tried to suck it up inside her flowing, quaking virginal cunt.

"Yahhhh, Holly!" Jim cried.

He tipped up and sank his cockhead into her tight, sucking cunt mouth as far as he dared go.

His prick shook and throbbed and then exploded, sending jet after jet of his young sperm into her virginal twat.

Slick! Tight! Hotter than Betty Johnson's cunt could ever possibly be.

His charge of sperm made a flood of juices in the mouth of her pussy. His prickhead swam through them and seemed to be floating on a sea of slippery oils.

His balls pumped and pumped, and he hugged her slim body tightly to him. He could have fucked all the way up inside her cunt. All he had to do was jam himself in a little more. But that would have been betraying her -and Miss Poston too. And he'd already betrayed Miss Poston once today.

Besides, as sweet as his little sister had become to him, he had dreamed of fucking Miss Poston far too long to screw it up at this point.