Chapter 1
Rob had had high hopes for this Saturday night, but they had all gone up in flames. He had been trying for a date with Cindy for weeks and finally she had consented, and they had gone to a movie. She had offered no resistance when he suggested that they sit at the rear of the balcony, and he was looking forward to exploring her luscious body, slim, but with well-fleshed hips and large full breasts. Rob had often seen her working out with the cheerleaders, jumping up high and landing in a full split. Rob could almost see the thick patch of hair-he imagined it was as dark and thick and luscious as the long thick hair that cascaded down her shoulders-rubbing against the ground as she rested in the split for a moment before bounding up again.
Her cheerleader's uniform was practically spray-painted onto her body, and, though she wore a bra, Rob could see her breasts heave wildly as she jumped. Every time Rob set eyes on Cindy he could feel a tightening in his crotch as his cock grew stiff and strained against his clothing.
He had become obsessed with her and pursued her until she consented to date him. They settled into their seats as the movie came onto the screen and Rob could feel Cindy lean against him. He snuggled closer to her and the warmth of her body ignited a fire in him that almost consumed him.
But the rest of the evening was pure frustration. Every time he tried to move his hand to her delicious boobs she pushed it away. Her dusky perfume filled Rob's nostrils and the warmth of her body drove him mad. He was dizzy with desire and with rage, and when he took her home she made things even worse. He expected no more than a quick kiss, but Cindy poked her tongue quickly into his mouth, made contact with his tongue, and, before he could react, withdrew it and retreated into her house, closing the door firmly.
Rob was furious. "I should have raped her, that little tease," he muttered to himself as he walked the three blocks to his own house, let himself in and walked up the darkened stairs to his room. "I should have ripped her clothes off and raped her," he muttered as he pulled his own clothes off and flung them disgustedly into a corner. His mother would bitch about his not hanging up his clothes in the morning, but he was blind with rage and didn't care.
He finished stripping and thought about all the other girls in his high school class. He would never touch Cindy again, never even think about her again. But as he lay between the cool sheets of his bed he felt Cindy creeping into his mind again-he could envision her carefully taking off her sweater, pulling it over her head and then shaking her head back and forth vigorously so her hair would fall into place. Of course, he smiled grimly to himself, she would fold the sweater neatly. He could see her unhooking her bra and letting her breasts swing free. Her tits had to be the same color as her deep olive complexion, and the nipples-the nipples had to be a bright cherry red.
Rob could feel his cock stiffening and he slipped his hand under the sheets to cradle it. The skin was stretched tightly as his prick extended to its full, glorious length, and felt silky smooth and cool. He could see Cindy's breasts stretch tautly as she reached behind her to unzip her short, tight skirt, and then step out of it. In the privacy of his own dark room he could do anything he wanted to her, and in his mind she would yield to him-give in to his every wish and beg for more.
He gripped his cock more tightly in his fist and moved his hand up and down gently, feeling a shiver race through his body. He could see Cindy turning toward him and smiling slightly, her breasts heaving as she breathed. He let his eyes rove down her body toward the bikini panties she wore and he could see her thick curly patch inching its way above the elastic band that was stretched tautly across her ample hips, her heavy mound pushing prominently against the flimsy fabric. He could almost see the outline of her slit pressing against the panties and he thought he could detect a spot of wetness.
"Take it off," he breathed half-aloud as he lay huddled under the covers of his bed, alone, gripping his aching cock. Cindy smiled at him again and took a step closer. Rob drew a deep breath as he prepared to feast his eyes on the pussy that would soon be his. He tightened his grip on his cock and closed his eyes tightly, fearing that he would lose his fantasy and be frustrated again. He could still see Cindy who would be his....
A sudden click shattered his fantasy and he became aware of a thin shaft of light penetrating his room. The door opened a bit more and he could see the shadow of his sister Cathy poking her head through the door.
"You awake, Robbie?" she whispered.
"Yeah, what do you want?" he grunted in return.
"I couldn't sleep and I thought you might want to talk," she said, slipping into the room and pushing the door closed behind her.
Rob grunted and quickly pulled his hand out from between the sheets, fearing that Cathy would flick the lights on and catch him. But she didn't. She walked to the bed and, without waiting for an invitation, sat down. Rob could feel the mattress sag under her weight. What did she want? he wondered as he shifted to face her, his eyes gradually adjusting to the dark so that he could make her out.
Cathy, at sixteen, was a year younger than Rob and the same age as Cindy. But while Cindy's face was stunningly beautiful, Cathy's attractiveness lay more in her trim, athletic body. She had small breasts and hardly ever wore a bra. Her hips were smaller than Cindy's though they were well-formed, and she had strong firm legs. Like everyone else in the family, Cathy was very fair, with long blonde hair which she habitually wore up, or in a flip.
She was captain of the volleyball team, and that helped her keep her trim athletic body good-looking. Rob had often wondered if Cathy was a virgin, though he suspected that she wasn't. She was certainly a good looker and she had her share of boyfriends. Rob looked at her as she perched on his bed. He became aware of her soft smell and of the warmth of her ass, which rested against his thigh.
"I was kinda lonely tonight and thought you'd still be up," she said, moving slightly to lean against him a bit more.
"I thought you had a date tonight," Rob said.
"I did, but he was real dumb," she said. "A real deadbeat."
"Welcome to the club, kid," he answered, shifting to expose more of his thigh to her warm body.
"I guess things are tough all over," she murmured, reaching her hand to his face and brushing his hair gently back from his forehead. "You have nice hair."
Rob could feel his body catch fire again as her cool fingers traced their way down his forehead, across his nose and down over his lips to his chin. His cock was stirring again and he could feel it pushing against Cathy's ass. He looked at her sharply, but she didn't react to his cock prodding her. He could see that she was wearing a lacy, almost see-through gown that fitted her body tightly and ended at mid-thigh. In the slight moonlight that filtered through the window he could see the tiny golden hairs on her thighs stand up, as if a chill had raced through her body. Turning slightly he looked up at her and could see her small breasts pushing against her frilly gown, her firm dark nipples clearly out-lined against the white of the material.
Rob shifted again, this time letting his swollen cock rest full against her backside, and letting his hand fall into her lap. Cathy wiggled slightly so that she would rest on the bed more comfortably and let her legs spread slightly. She stroked Rob's hand lightly with her own and guided it to the insides of her thighs, while her other hand slipped under the sheets and traced slight circles on his chest.
Rob's breathing grew heavier and he became aware of the bed shaking slightly as Cathy trembled and shifted to let her legs fall open. Rob let his hand explore further, moving slowly and gently until he could feel the curly hairs that guarded his sister's love triangle. He was surprised-he had known Cathy all her life, had watched her grow up, and had never thought of her as a woman, with tits, with a cunt, and with a patch of curly hair to delight him.
Cathy let out a long sigh and moved closer so that Rob's fingers almost entered her slit. He could feel slight droplets of moisture as Cathy rocked back and forth on the bed, holding his hand in one of hers and using her other hand to anchor herself against his chest. Rob reached up and tugged at the drawstring around her waist, letting the gown fall open. He could see her small, pert breasts, the pointy nipples heaving as her breathing became deeper. She took her hand from his chest and shrugged out of her gown, letting it slip down over her shoulders to the floor. She took Rob's hand in hers and brought it up to her breasts, placing it firmly over one of them, letting out a short gasp as his hand closed on her breast and, squeezed it.
"Yes, yes," she breathed as she leaned closer to Rob, her long hair brushing against his face. Rob squeezed harder, and he could feel Cathy using her free hand to tear the sheet from his body and to hungrily seek out his throbbing cock. Her cool touch triggered off another searing flame that raced through Rob's body. She was seducing him and he didn't know why. His own younger sister had come into his room and was proceeding to grapple with his cock and to steer his own hands over the gentle curves of her body.
He drew his hand away from her tits, and she swiveled down onto the bed, first beside him, then rolling over and getting on top of him. Suddenly his whole body caught fire as he felt her sliding up and down, rubbing her smooth skin against his. Her curly cunt hair scraped deliciously against his throbbing tool. She pushed her lips against his, wiggled her tongue to pry them open, and then pushed deeply into his mouth. Cathy's breathing came in short rhythmic gasps.
"Get into me," she breathed. "Stuff your cock deep into me, as deep as you can." Rob froze. "You're my sister, I can't-"
"Do it to me, do it now-we'll talk later," she pleaded, rolling over onto her back and pulling him half on top of her. "I need you. I want you."
Cathy groped for his cock which was slippery wet and struggled to stuff it into her crack. Her legs were spread wise as she gripped his cock in her fist and pulled it toward her hole.
"But I-"
"Shhhh," she breathed, kissing him lightly on the lips. "Please, Robbie, hump me. I need your cock. Don't worry. It's okay, it's all right."
Rob shifted his body and looked down at his sister's face. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth formed a large circle, her lips trembling somewhat as she struggled to pull him closer so she could stuff his tool into her eagerly waiting cunt. Rob shifted again, this time bringing his body squarely over Cathy's, his cock poised over her hole, and in one swift motion she stuffed his prick into her waiting slit, swallowing it up as it sank quickly into her deepest recess.
Cathy let out a short gasp as the burning tool shot into her. She lifted her legs higher, gripping them tightly against Rob's waist. She could feel her pelvic bone pressing against his and she started rocking back and forth, the friction sending incredible shivers of pleasure racing through her body.
"Oh, Robbie, Robbie, hump me, ride me," she breathed as Rob started moving up and down, withdrawing his cock almost entirely from her cunt and then pushing it back inside again.
For Rob the experience was unbelievable. Cathy's cunt was burning hot and he could almost feel the tight silky skin of his erect prick burn and blister in the superheated wetness of his sister's cunt. The sides of her slit were slippery and wet, and yet they were so rough that the friction almost drove him mad with passion.
He could feel his pelvic bone slam against Cathy's as he pulled back and then drove his cock home. With each crash he would feel new shivers of pleasure racing through his body. He was becoming hot and sweaty, and he could feel his body slipping and sliding in the beads of perspiration which were also forming on the body of his sister, who was now gritting her teeth to avoid screaming with pleasure.
Short grunts of pleasure escaped through Cathy's gritted teeth as her brother pounded away at her with his body, his cock slamming deeply into her. She could feel his cock striking against the back wall of her cunt.
She had never been penetrated this deep before and the pleasure was intense as her arms and legs fell back against the bed-she no longer had the strength to hang on to her brother who was continuing to slam away at her without let-up.
Rob could feel the pressure in his cock building. The sperm inside his body was welling up and he could no longer hold it back. He had experienced the joy of orgasm before, but never with his cock deeply buried inside a cunt. He had masturbated, and once a girl had let him rub against her legs until he had come, but this was the real thing and he could no longer hold it back.
"Oh, Robbie, pour yourself into me," Cathy pleaded. "Don't hold back, ohhhhh-"
Rob's body went rigid as the sperm started coursing through his thick prick, powerfully squirting into the hot cunt that gripped it tightly. He could feel his cock pulsating, and he could feel Cathy contracting her muscles, squeezing his cock, trying to wring the last bit of come out of him. He could feel Cathy's body go rigid too as she started coming under the pressure of the sperm slamming hard against the back wall of her cunt.
At last the two felt their bodies begin to relax, as the last waves of the orgasm receded from their bodies. They became aware of each other-Rob lying atop his sister Cathy, crushing her against the bed; Cathy pressed under the weight of her brother, her big blue eyes open wide, staring up at him in admiration. "Cathy-"
"Don't talk now, Robbie," she whispered, putting her fingers to his lips and caressing them lightly. "Let's rest a few minutes."
Rob rolled off his sister, but she pulled him back close to her so that he could still smell that unique odor of their mingled sweat as she nuzzled against his chest, rubbing her head against his chin and letting the fresh, fragrant scent of her hair fill his senses. Rob's cock drooped slightly and rested on Cathy's thigh, a thin stream of milky liquid oozing slightly from it.
"You're pretty good, big brother," she smiled at him, reaching up to plant a sisterly kiss on his cheek.
"You're not bad yourself," he smiled. "But-"
"Don't be silly, there's nothing wrong with what we did. You did enjoy it, didn't you?"
"And how. I've never had anything like that before," Rob answered.
"You mean you were a cherry, a virgin?"
"Well, not exactly, I mean, once-"
"Did you ever put your cock into a woman?" Cathy asked sharply.
"Well, no, but-"
"Well then, you were a virgin, and I took your cherry, wow," she smiled. "I took my brother's cherry."
"It's not that big a deal," he said defensively, feeling his cock stirring again.
"Robbie, I love you and I'm glad I took your cherry. I didn't mean to tease you," she said, kissing him again, this time on the lips.
"How long have you been doing it?" he asked.
"Oh, for about a year now, but I never had it as good as with you."
"Thanks," Robbie smiled, this time leaning down to kiss her. But his curiosity was piqued. "Who've you been doing it with?"
"Well, it all started with Father," she said, and watched Rob's eyebrows arch. "He took my cherry, but I've had a couple of others. I've always had the hots for you though. Ever since I can remember, when mother used to bathe us together, I always wanted to have your little thingy. And now I've had it."
"But with Father?" Rob asked, shocked.
"God, you are a silly prude," Cathy said exasperated. "If it's any consolation, he's kinda kinky and not nearly as good as you."
"Father, kinky? How?"
"I'll show you sometime, but right now I'd rather talk about us, okay?"
"Sure," Rob agreed. "What do you want to talk about?"
"Like when do you want to do it again?"
"How about right now," Rob said, smiling as he felt his cock stir against Cathy's hip.
"You're a regular stud, huh?" she grinned, shifting around. "But just so it doesn't get boring, why don't we try another position, like this."
Cathy swiveled around and rolled over onto her stomach and then drew her knees up under her so that her ass was up in the air and her head was buried deeply in Rob's pillow.
"Now you get on your knees behind me. That way your cock gets deeper into me. But don't try getting into my asshole yet. We'll save that for some other time," she said watching Rob over her shoulder.
Rob got behind Cathy and perched on his knees behind her. In this position her ass looked riper and plumper than ever, the two cheeks thrust firmly upward and outward, the long gentle crack of her ass dipping down to the tiny little hole surrounded by pink flesh and a fringe of delightful blonde, almost white hair. Rob touched his finger lightly to the little pink and red asshole and felt Cathy's body shiver slightly. He pressed a bit harder and felt his finger push past the tight knot of muscles and penetrate slightly. Cathy shivered, burying her head deeper into the pillow and moaning.
"No, no, not now," she mumbled, the pillow muffling her words.
Rob let his finger slip out of her asshole and continue tracing its way down the crack of her ass, until it got to the base of her cunt. The skin there was an even brighter red and pink than at the asshole and there was more hair, this time the same corn silk color as the hair on Cathy's head, though this hair was curlier and scratchier. Rob's cock was back to its full size again and he moved closer to Cathy, letting his prick lean against the long crack of her backside that started at the base of her spine. Her skin was cool and soft, with slight beads of perspiration along it and Rob felt an electric charge spread through his body. He rubbed the full length of his cock against her soft body and felt himself grow dizzy as the waves of tingling spread through his body.
"Don't tease me, Robbie," Cathy pleaded as she lifted her head from the pillow and looked over her shoulder at her grinning brother. "Do it to me now."
Rob drew back and gripped his prick in his hands and guided it toward the center of the slit. Cathy reached out with one hand under her and spread the lips of her eager cunt so that Rob's prick could slip into it easily. Rob could feel her fingertip caress the underside of his prick, along the thick vein that ran the length of his engorged organ. It sent new shivers of pleasure racing through his body and he pushed forward quickly and rammed his cock in as deeply as he could, trying to surprise Cathy. He succeeded and she let out a huge gasp before she could turn her head back to her pillow to muffle her sounds of ecstasy.
For a moment Rob feared that his parents at the other end of the house would hear them, but he continued banging away at Cathy. It was almost as if it were an entirely different cunt he was burying his cock in as he rode back and forth, pulling it out and then driving it home. The soft, firm globes of Cathy's ass rose up to meet his pelvis as Rob thrust forward, feeling his cock driving deep into Cathy and hitting the end of her cunt. Cathy moaned into the pillow, and planted her knees wider apart to give Rob a better target. Rob planted his hands firmly on Cathy's waist and with each plunge forward he dug his fingers into her flesh and pulled her back to meet him. Rob could feel the shivers spread through Cathy's body and he could feel the tension building in his own body. He couldn't hold his orgasm back any longer, and, as Cathy started twitching uncontrollably, he began shooting his load deep into her, gasping as he lost his balance and fell over.
Cathy thrashed about, lost in her own orgasm, trying to find her brother so she could cuddle against him and feel his body against her. She pressed her back against his chest, and the warm globes of her ass against his cock as they lay intertwined on the bed, trying to catch their breath. Rob wrapped his arms around Cathy and cupped her boobs in his hands, gripping her nipples between thumb and forefinger and twisting them back and forth.
"Now tell me about you and Father," he whispered to Cathy as she snuggled against him and purred as he played with her tits.
"There's not much to tell," she said. "It all started about a year ago. You know how Mother always goes to those Monday night club meetings? Well, Father came to my room and started kinda touching me and it felt pretty good, so I let him. And one thing led to another and I let him screw me."
"You said he was kinky," Rob prodded.
"Well, he is sort of, I mean he wants me to order him to do things and I kinda like doing it, so I guess it's okay."
"Tell me more," Rob demanded.
"Well, if you're so curious, why don't you watch? I'll leave my curtains open tomorrow night and you can hide on the roof of the garage, Mr. Noseybody."
"That sounds like it might be fun," Rob smiled.
"Okay, but remember Father comes to my room about ten minutes after Mother drives away, and you've got to promise to spend the night with me after Father leaves, okay?"
"Sure."
"I better get out of here before they find us."
"Sleep tight, Sis," Rob whispered as Cathy slipped into her little robe and slipped out of the room.
"You too," she breathed back.