Chapter 1
Bright beams of moonlight fell across the white-paned windows in Debbie Johnson's upstairs bedroom, creating patterns of light and shadow. As Debbie stepped into her lonely room, she felt a sudden twinge of sadness. Here it was another Saturday night and she was alone again. Going over to her bed, she threw herself down in despair and began sobbing. Her parents were having the time of their lives at a Saturday night party and wouldn't be back until the wee hours of the morning. And her nineteen-year-old brother Steve had bragged about going out on a heavy date.
Debbie couldn't understand why she had problems finding a boyfriend her father would approve of. Every time she did have a chance to go out with a young high school boy, her father raised some kind of objection. After all, she was eighteen going on twenty-one. Her physical development proved just how mature she was.
Finally, she slid off the bed and ambled slowly to the dresser. Debbie turned on the lamp and began to remove her clothes and get ready for bed. As she looked at herself in the mirror's reflection, she couldn't help feeling a surge of pride sweep through her. She was a beautiful girl. Debbie looked admiringly at her soft, shimmering brown hair which fell gently about her shoulders. She was proud of her sparkling brown eyes, her sensuous full lips, her dazzling white teeth and shapely body. As she began unbuttoning her blouse, she could feel her bosoms pressing tightly against the confinement of her brassiere. She would have to buy another size bra soon. Placing her blouse on a hanger, Debbie looked into the full-length mirrors on her wardrobe. Her lithe, long legs always commanded plenty of attention from the young boys at high school and even some of the male teachers seemed to be getting turned on with her when she let her skirt slip suggestively over her knees.
She removed her skirt. A distinct feeling of pride swept through her as she again glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Slipping out of her sheer nylon panties, Debbie's eyes glanced up and down her body. She removed her bra and looked with pride at her full ripe bosoms, with their taut, rosy-red, erect nipples, just waiting for some boy's hot hands to play with them. Reaching up, Debbie gently massaged her own lush breasts. And then her hands wandered down to her flat belly, finally reaching down to massage her moistening vagina. She liked to touch the downy-soft, curly brown pubic hair. As she let her fingers smoothly slide between the moist pink lips of her vagina, Debbie felt her jutting red clit, quivering and hard. It became so intensely exciting, rubbing her own finger over her clit, and she was conscious of her juices now as she teasingly rubbed it up and down.
As she became more aroused, Debbie parted her legs wider, thrusting her pelvis forward, increasing the speed of her finger stabs. All at once she found herself imagining she had a young lover licking her down there. She could almost hear the loud slurping sound of his mouth pressed tightly against her hot cunt as she ground into his face.
Debbie looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her face was contorted with the lusty passions she was experiencing in her fiery cunt. If only she had a huge, throbbing penis plunging in her hot cunt this instant. She knew what she would do. She could feel her cunt muscles tighten on the imaginary long, hard cock stabbing into her anxious womanhood.
She could see her lush bosoms juggling, her nipples taut as she thrust her hips forward, responding to her finger stabbing inside her juicing vagina.
Just then in the darkness the intruding noise of the front door being opened caused her to freeze for a tense second. And then she recognized her brother Steve's footsteps as he came up the stairs. Noiselessly, slipping her sticky fingers from her pussy, Debbie tiptoed to her dresser, turning out the lamp. She hastily slid into her pink nylon nightie and swiftly slipped between the sheets in her own bed.
Steve walked down the hall to his room, opening the door and closing it noisily. He was walking so heavily she suspected he'd been drinking. Even though he'd promised his parents he wouldn't drink when they bought him a Mustang when he turned nineteen, she knew he did.
A few moments later Debbie could hear him showering.
Debbie tiptoed down the hallway to her brother's bedroom. She quietly opened the door and slipped inside. She noticed a light shining from the bathroom to the right of her. The bathroom door was halfway open and she could see her naked young brother sitting on the edge of the tub. Although his muscled young body was positioned away from her, his naked buttocks and thighs were easy for her to see. She stood immobile for a moment, fascinated as she watched him drying his suntanned body slowly with a clean white towel. He was rubbing his back and legs now. To her' surprise, Debbie felt a tingle of lurid excitement surge through her being. As he bent over the tub to wipe his thighs, she could see his testicles hanging between the crevice of his ass. She had a lascivious desire to see his huge penis. It was making her stomach churn just thinking about it. He turned his body around and she watched as he raised a leg to rest one foot on the side of the bathtub while he slowly moved the towel around his limp male flesh.
He let the towel fall to his testicles, rubbing carefully between his legs and around his asshole. Tossing the towel aside, he reached for his penis and slowly began to slide his fingers up and down the length of it. The young brown-haired girl couldn't take her smoldering eyes off what she was seeing now. The muscular young man's flaccid penis was swelling in size. With firm, long strokes he continued slowly pumping back and forth on his manhood. He shut his eyes and let his hand move swiftly up and down the hard shaft, causing it to stand out from his hairy loins.
The thick, knobby head was starting to ooze cream. At this point a small moan of excitement escaped Debbie's lips as her naked young brother walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom where she was standing.
"How long have you been watching me?" Steve asked his sister.
"I... I just came in," she told him nervously.
Her naked nineteen-year-old brother seemed to close in on her. He stared into Debbie's clear brown eyes, gazing down hotly at her ripe, full bosoms, straining at the confines of her tight-fitting pink nylon nightie.
From the sensuous way Steve was leering at her she could almost feel his lips pressing across her bosoms, his teeth biting down on her naked erect nipples. Seeing her face flushing with embarrassment only got him more excited.
"I'm glad you came into my bedroom tonight, Debbie," he said huskily, his hands reaching out to touch her flawless young breasts.
"No, Steve, no . . ." Debbie protested as he reached up to squeeze her fleshy bosoms.
At this point her mind was spinning with lusty desires she had never known before. But Steve was paying little or no attention to her feelings. A knowing grin played about his lips as he let his hands wander down her naked body.
"No . . . No . . . Steve, please, don't, she protested weakly.
Steve insisted she take off her nightie so he could see her without a stitch of clothing on. Hesitantly, Debbie started to strip. When she gently eased out of the nightie, letting it slide down her body to the floor, Steve felt a surge of sexual electricity pass through his body. His huge cock was throbbing, his balls aching with lusty desire, for he could hardly wait to feel himself entering her. His words had a mesmerizing effect upon her as he spoke huskily.
"Don't worry about Mom and Dad, Debbie. They won't be home early . . . we've got plenty of time."
Steve began to slowly stroke her smooth shoulders. He stared hungrily at her bosoms. Gazing at her lewdly, he could see the ripe, red distended nipples. His blood-engorged member throbbed with desire. He could hardly wait to slip his tongue back and forth shamelessly over her nipples.
Reaching forward, Steve brought his hand gently up against her ripely swelling breasts, brushing them obscenely back and forth. All of a sudden
Debbie found her mental barriers disappearing. She could only respond with delight as a shudder of sexual excitement spread through her appealing body, causing her vagina to moisten in anticipation.
Steve caressed her erect nipples, letting his thumb slip freely back and forth.
Glancing down, she could see his throbbing cock lurch obscenely and she knew she must stop him now.
"No . . . no . . . don't," she begged him as she tried to wiggle away from his tight grip on her naked body. But Steve was only beginning. He slipped his hands back around her waist. Once more she tried to squirm away from him, but Steve dropped to his knees. Suddenly she felt his hot lips sliding crazily back and forth across her young moistening mound. His instinctual sexual urges were driving him on as he let his tongue stab mercilessly in and out of her hair-fringed fissure. Debbie could hardly stand it. Her head rocked from side to side resoundingly as the devastating thrills she felt when his tongue swept across her juicy crevice overpowered her with lusty desire. Her brother had stirred something within her she never knew existed until now.
Steve brought his hand up to her moist crotch. He let his middle finger slowly slide into the damp, moist folds of her flesh. Debbie knew it was wrong, but that didn't matter now. The tingling sensation of Steve's finger prompted her to reach down to grip his head. As she ran her fingers through his thick brown hair he became more aroused. She liked what he was doing. Parting the moist folds of her pussy he licked the quivering pink flesh. The fragrant aroma of her enticing cunt opening propelled his tongue into action. He slid it slowly up and down the length of her welcoming vaginal folds.
Debbie was moaning aloud now, unable to struggle against him any longer. His fiery tongue was pumping in her pussy in a depraved, obscene way. Anxiously his hands gripped the soft globes of her round asscheeks as he buried his face in her crotch, tongue-fucking her in pistoning movements. He was probing deeper, ever deeper inside her throbbing, aroused vagina. Tears streaked down her cheeks as she trembled with wanton lust. The muscular, suntanned young man was feasting on her pussy, his tongue lapping, licking, sucking noisily as he fired her up.
"Ohhh, ahhh, yessssss . . . eat me . . Debbie gasped, unable to struggle against her own carnal cravings any longer. Whimpering with desire as Steve kept his tongue flipping in and out between the pouting lips of her pussy, she let him lustfully suck on her erect clitoris.
Steve's teeth bore down gently as he nibbled her there. All of Debbie's defenses suddenly disappeared. It was happening right now as she gazed down at his head between her legs through lust-glazed eyes. She pressed back to him as he tongued her. Clutching Steve's head, her eyes squeezed shut, her pelvis ground up against his handsome face. She felt his hot tongue lashing out lewdly at her exposed pussy and then he got his face right in there and sucked until she gushed.
The sexual ecstasy that surged through her body now as she was dimming in Steve's mouth had her gasping in animalistic frenzy, "Ohhhh, ahhhhh, Tm cuuummmmming . . . ahhh!"
The warmly seeping walls of her cunt were being voraciously licked by her lover's lewd tongue. "Suck me, oooohhhh, Steve ... eat me, eat me." Steve's hot tongue hungrily lapped her up, making the sensitive area of her clitoris tingle with delight. His hands clasped her asscheeks tightly, clenching them as he sucked her noisily. Whether it was the lewd sucking sounds he was making, or the wanton way he squeezed her asscheeks, or his teeth biting on her erect clitoris, she couldn't tell, but the lewd passions within her were rising now. She wanted Steve's throbbing long cock plunging into her now. Debbie ached to feel his broad muscular chest crushing against her soft breast flesh. She was totally helpless now; her virtue had vanished as her lust-crazed desires took over.
As Steve noisily finished lapping up her flowing pussy juices, she remembered on the edge of her mind that he was her brother. She could lay no real claim to him.
But she thought to herself as she gazed down at his stone-hard cock that she must have him. She didn't want to risk losing the opportunity of knowing him sensually and couldn't turn back now. Debbie could imagine what it would be like to have his throbbing long manhood sliding into her hot pussy and could already feel her hands reaching up to grip his shoulders, to run down his muscular firm back to his bare buttocks. But was it possible this was actually happening to her? Did she dare say one word? Or was it just some illusion that would fade the moment she spoke?
Slowly easing his tongue out of her vagina, Steve smiled affectionately. He ordered her to reach for his erect cock and play with it. Putting a tentative hand forward, Debbie gripped his rock-hard cock, squeezing it.
Debbie had forgotten all about the fact that he was her brother. Moaning ecstatically she felt his cock harden in her grasp. She felt purged of inhibitions, cleansed of depraved guilt feelings. The thrill of anticipation goaded her on. Debbie wanted to feel his throbbing penis sliding in her. He was a man, a man who wanted her.
Gripping his huge cock lewdly, she slowly pulled its thick rigidity back and forth. She could feel her own raging genital heat as Steve's lust-bloated balls slapped against her hand as she pumped back and forth with a vigorous hand grip.