Chapter 5
Penny went directly to Peter's room. She walked in without knocking. He was in bed reading a sex book. His right hand was under the covers, obviously fondling his cock. At the abrupt opening of his door he had jerked guiltily, but relaxed when he saw it was his sister.
Penny's eyes were snapping with anger. "I just got the old runaround from Mom! I really gave her a chance and she blew it! She pretended to be oh-so-pure. An ice-cream prick wouldn't melt in her mouth."
Peter laughed. "What did you expect? She's a phony. At least Lars is an honest bastard. He told me something about Mom and him and Dad."
"What?" Penny was instantly curious. She shut the door quickly and came to his bed. She climbed in beside him. Her pink mini-robe gaped enticingly. The sash loosened, permitting an unobstructed view of her naked loins. The top gaped and showed almost all her fully rounded left breast. Peter could not resist. He put aside his book and slipped his right hand into her robe and spread his fingers over her soft, warm flesh. Her nipple seemed to pop up between his first and second fingers.
Penny arched her back and smiled and sighed for a long second. She said, "Breasts are for feeling."
"Eating, too." He turned and pulled her robe open further till he had uncovered her right breast. He mouthed its stiffening nipple.
Penny sighed again. "Ummm." Her right hand seemed to automatically go to his hard belly and slip down under the covers to his rigid cock. She rubbed its length with her open palm. She murmured, "Now what did Lars say?"
Peter took his mouth from her nipple. His hand moved down her body opening her pink robe completely and eased onto the V of her brown-fuzzed mound. His middle finger became inquisitive. Peter recounted the conversation he had had with Lars in the den.
Penny listened attentively as Peter talked. When he finished, she said angrily. "So she did get rid of Dad! She just had to have that blond, blue-eyed caveman!"
Peter nodded. "Maybe we ought to give her more of what she loves so much!"
"How?"
"Maybe humiliate her force her to do something awful..."
"What?"
Peter grinned dirty. "I've got an idea. I'm going to try it out in a couple of days."
"What? Tell me!"
"Nope. I'll tell you if it works. It'll give you ideas if it does. Then you can try it with her."
Penny was furious. "Tell me...or we won't do anything together tonight or any night!" She closed her brief, revealing robe with both hands. She pushed Peter's hand from her crotch
Peter gave in. "Okay, okay." Grinning, he lowered his voice and half whispered his plan.
Penny's eyes sparkled. "Wowee. If you can make her do that.. . Can. you be strong enough? Can you be tough and hard like Lars?"
"I can sure try."
"I wish I could be a mouse in the corner and watch. What day are you going to do it."
"Monday, I guess."
"I'll race home after school for the scam." Penny smiled. "What a groovy idea!" She shifted on the bed and let her robe fall open again. She reached over and pushed the covers away from Peter's very large cock. She handled his erection. She pumped it a few times. She asked, "How much did you say Lars has?"
"Seven and an eighth inches."
"I still say this is bigger! Let me measure!" Penny hopped off his bed and went to his study desk. She found a short, eight-inch metal ruler calibrated on one side in millimeters. She returned and set about pumping Peter's cock again. "We have to get it as hard as it can get."
"Suck it, then."
"Just enough to get it up to maximum otherwise it'll spit all over and get minimum." Peggy giggled and took the end of it into her mouth. She sucked and used her tongue. Peter rested his head back on his propped-up pillow. His mouth opened and he began to breathe erratically. After a half minute, Penny lifted her mouth from his cock. She licked saliva from her lips. "That's enough, dear brother."
She held his cock up from his belly and positioned the eight-inch ruler. She seated it on his pubic bone. His cock was longer than the ruler. Penny said, "I told you! Oh, wow! You've got about eight and a quarter inches."
"Yeah, I guess!" Peter grinned. "You think Mom'll be impressed?"
Penny's eyes widened. She covered her mouth with a hand and burst into irrepressible giggles. She rolled on the bed. Peter laughed and hugged her. "Shhh! You'll have her in here if you don't keep quiet."
Penny mastered herself. She swallowed hard and stifled another attack. "If she saw us now!"
Penny was in her brother's arms. Her short robe was wide open. They were pressed breasts to chest, pussy to cock. He was lying on her. Peter kissed her on the mouth. Penny opened her warm lips and accepted his tongue. She leisurely put her arms around his neck. She moved under him. She opened her legs. Peter's heavy cock was burning into her belly. Penny was itchy inside; there was a kind of aching hunger she couldn't satisfy. Feeling her brother's long, fat, hard cock there was a form of torture. Penny sent her hot tongue deep into his mouth. She moaned and squirmed under him. Her large, glowing breasts were like warm, spongy melons.
Peter was getting extremely aroused. He and Penny had never gotten into this position before. His cock slipped sidewise and then dropped stiffly into her crotch. The throbbing length of it pressed against her slit.
Penny inhaled sharply at that sensual, tempting contact. Her head swam. She tightened her arms around his neck. She tore her mouth free. "Oh, Peter...I wish..."
"You better not wish. You better stay a virgin."
She tightened against him. Her legs closed and imprisoned his long cock between her slim thighs, in the small gap at her crotch. Penny was breathing deeply. She kissed his neck and left ear. She undulated against his shaft. Her loose, puffed, wet pussy lips spread against his thickness and his length was grazed against her sensitive inner labia. Her stiff little clitoris seemed to jump against his hardness. Peter didn't see anything critically dangerous about this action. He cooperated he began fucking in and out of her crotch groove.
Penny gasped. "Oooo, I'm going to come this way..." She undulated with his moves. The big head of his cock was rubbed into her hot, juicy vulva, then it sank down the length of her slit and past the lips to her spasming anal sphincter...and on to press into the softness of the quilt. His glans deposited a drop of secretion with each exciting thrust down to the bed cover. Penny ran her hands over Peter's lean, hard-muscled back. "I wish I could have it in me!"
"I don't have anything. I don't have a rubber. But even if I did " He continued fucking her now slippery crotch. Her juices were leaking down and also smearing his shaft.
"I almost don't care!" Penny sought his mouth. Her lips were heated, soft, sweet. They spread greedily and her tongue flicked in to find his. She undulated like a snake under him. Their bellies and her breasts became slippery with sweat. Her nipples were like pebbles. The bed creaked softly. Penny gasped as if in discovery. She trembled. "Oh do it faster!"
Peter slipped himself a bit higher on her writhing body. He pressed down in swifter thrusts and angled so that his shaft rubbed more directly against her clitoris.
Penny quivered. "Oh, Peter, it's so good!"
He panted, "Suck me afterward?"
"Oh, yes! Yes!" She hugged him tight tighter! Her loins jerked madly. She pressed her face against his shoulder and filled her mouth with muscle to keep her involuntary sounds muffled. Penny bit into his shoulder as her orgasm surged to its peak in her thrashing body.
Peter gritted his teeth but kept plunging rubbing the long hard length of his cock against her crushed, yet open vulva. Penny gradually quieted. Her teeth relaxed. She seemed to melt into the quilt under his sweaty body. Penny smiled, a little embarrassed. "I never knew it could be done that way." She ran her fingers through Peter's long, disarrayed hair. She brushed brown strands away from his eyes, nose, mouth. His face was flushed.
Peter levered himself sideways off her. He lay on his side facing her. His cock was enormous and rigid. It lay pulsing across his right hip, the silky glans buried in a fold of quilt. He reached to a Danish bedside chair and picked up the white t-shirt he had worn earlier in the evening. He wiped the sweat from Penny's breasts, the deep, dewy valley between, her belly, her inner thighs. Then he wiped his own body.
Penny said, "I wish sometime I could really let myself go and really enjoy coming, without having to keep quiet!"
"We'll have chances, especially this summer."
She nodded. "I'd like to do things like this with you every night. Daytimes, too."
"You'd wear me out." Peter touched Penny's right nipple. It had softened and sunk down into the surrounding pink areola.
"I'll bet! I'll bet I could jack you off and even suck you off a dozen times a day, and you'd still be able to get hard and squirt some more."
"I wouldn't mind trying that sometime."
"Fat chance we'll ever get the chance." Penny reached for his throbbing cock. "I have something to do, don't I?" She exaggeratedly licked her lips.
Peter nodded, grinning.
"Well, then...time for my drink of white stuff." She flipped her long hair out of the way and then moved so that her head and shoulders were over his belly and loins. Her right arm angled at rest on his stomach and hip.
Penny held his tall cock straight up from its brown nest. She experimentally licked the white skin from the base to the crown.
She studied his glans and tried to peek down into the small opening at the tip. She said, "I see light at the end of the tunnel."
"If you do, I'm in trouble." They both laughed.
Penny moved her head back to his belly button and rested her head there, her ear pressed to his stomach. "I hear strange rumblings."
"Just the plumbing doing its job." Peter wanted her to suck and stop playing around.
Penny drew his rigid cock back toward his thighs, and let it go. It flopped stiffly, heavily forward to his belly, landing with a soft smack in front of her eyes. It lay jerking with his heartbeat. Penny flopped his cock that way twice more. She lifted it again and began slowly pumping the skin. From her head-down view, so close to it, his cock seemed enormous. "You must have the biggest one in school."
"I don't know. Maybe."
"I'll bet you do. Eight and a quarter inches. Wow." A drop of clear secretion had appeared at the tip of his cock.
Penny unselfconsciously directed the glans to her mouth and delicately licked the drop. "Umm. Nectar."
Peter grinned, slightly embarrassed. Penny was a wild, bold, incredible girl. She kept surprising him.
She said, "I think I'll start asking some girls the biggest one they've ever measured." She pumped Peter's cock faster. More secretion was brought to the tip .of his cock. She licked it. She whispered, "I wonder what this would feel like inside me? Do you think I could take it?"
Peter didn't know what to say. He kept silent and enjoyed her pumping hand.
"We're from the same mold. We're twins so I bet I've got a vagina long enough to hold this. I bet I'm the female equivalent of you."
"Could be." Peter felt a coiling glow of pleasure in his guts.
Penny watched his cock as she stroked the skin up and down. "I guess it's time to suck, hmm?"
Peter nodded. "If you want to."
"I do. Isn't that awful? I really want to suck off my brother." She brought the head of her lips and eased her mouth around it. She pumped him, too. Slowly, at first, as she sucked his glans, then faster and faster, as she sensed his approaching climax. Peter's legs stiffened. His belly tightened under her head. His breathing speeded. Penny closed her eyes. Her tongue worked in circles. Her pumping fist gripped his swollen, extra-hard shaft. She moaned, sharing his excitement.
Peter's gasps became erratic. His hips seemed to draw down into the bed for an eternal second then thrust up! His cock was driven deeper into Penny's mouth. It spurted! She whipped her hand up and down. She sucked! She whimpered as he jerked and thrust and spurted again and again. Penny's mouth was awash with bittersweet semen. Her tongue sluiced the stuff over the taut, sensitive tissues of his glans. His cock's spasming jumps eased. His hips stopped leaping. His suppressed moans became keening tenor gasps.
Penny drew her lips clingingly back and relinquished his glans. She gathered the semen in her mouth and swallowed. She laid her head on his belly. She idly kissed his belly button. "I discovered something. Sucking you off makes me all steamy inside again." Penny rolled her golden brown eyes to see Peter's face. She smiled sexily.
Peter shrugged. "Happy to help unsteam you." He pulled her up higher beside him, so he could reach her pussy. He kissed her big, plump right breast.
She said, "That'll be nice, but you should try something different." There was an odd tone in her voice, an odd inflection...and a funny twist to her smiling lips.
"What?"
"Well...I went down on you...twice now...so..." Penny let the implication hang in the air.
Peter knew he had to try it. He was obligated. The idea kind of turned him off, though. But he had to try it. Penny hadn't been the initiator of their sex games he had. But now she was really coming on and going off in all directions. Peter said, "Okay. I guess I'll have a taste of clam juice."
He resumed kissing her breast. But he shifted lower on the bed, little by little. He ran his right hand along the tanned inner thigh of her right leg. His fingertips brushed the thin little pale brown beard that sprouted around her pink pussy lips. The hairs were damp. Penny opened her thighs wide. Her slit opened slightly, showing glistening inner pink. He sucked the nipple into his mouth and, as in the bushes the day before, scraped it lightly with his teeth.
Penny shivered with delight. She cupped the breast with both hands and arched her back, urging him to suck it more. But Peter wanted to get to the eating of her pussy. He was getting excited about it now. He had heard and read plenty about eating a girl. His reluctance vanished. He slipped lower and tongued her stomach. He tasted the salty deposit of dried sweat in the crease of skin under her breasts. He licked her stomach, which tensed and went soft under his mouth.
His fingers played with her pussy lips, tantalizing her. He touched her wet clitoris every few seconds, enough to cause a swift intake of breath and a disappointed sigh an instant later. Peter was curious. He wasn't sure exactly how to go about it. He asked, "Do you raise your legs or something?"
"I guess so." Penny drew her knees up and pulled them up against her breasts. Her pussy was totally exposed, open to anything, raised six inches off the bed.
Peter got into position facing it. It did look like a clam. He got his face very close. Penny was very clean. She had had a bath an hour earlier. He could see the hard little pink nub that was her clitoris. He stuck out his tongue and licked into the flushed pink groove. It tasted a little bit acidy. But not bad. And the flesh was silky and warm and dainty. He licked his tongue over her clitoris.
Penny gave a rising-falling little moan. Her anal muscles tightened and caused the lower part of her slit to move. Peter folded his hands under his chin and started licking into her slit with a vengeance. Penny's inner thigh muscles jumped. She sighed and said unevenly, "Oh, God, Peter...it's fantastic. It's like fizzy cream."
He delved his tongue lower, to her vaginal lips that inner mouth and touched the hymen. He licked all around inside, tasting the more tangy secretions. The back of his tongue stung with strain and his jaw began to tire. He wasn't used to licking this much, nor extending his tongue so far for so long. Peter swallowed accumulated saliva and rested for a few seconds. He said, "I need practice."
"I know...your jaw gets tired, doesn't it? Mine does when I suck you."
Peter decided to stick to her clit. She'd come off quicker and it was easier to do her there. He started lapping up and down in her groove, over that sensitive little bump of flesh. Penny moaned again...sighing with pleasure.
It didn't take long. Soon her sounds were muffled and urgent. Her mouth was pressed against a knee. Her fingers gripped fiercely under her thighs as she trembled on the brink of an orgasm. Her pussy was flushed, the tissues charged with blood, puffed and wet with slippery juice. Under Peter's rapid tongue, her clitoris was a stiff, rubbery little polyp of flesh, electric with tension.
Penny was panting. Her nostrils flared with each hungry surge of air. She bucked under his mouth. He pressed his lips firmly to her slit and fluttered his tongue as fast as he could. Penny made "Mmmmmm Mmmmmm MMMM!" sounds in her throat. She quivered ecstatically.
Peter kept his mouth glued to her pussy until she quieted, which was at least a long minute later. Then her hands relaxed and her legs fell limply across his shoulders. Her arms were flung loosely wide, palms up. Penny sighed deeply and often, smiling, as Peter disengaged himself from her legs and moved up beside her on the bed. He lay on his stomach.
She said softly, "Grooooooovy."
Peter grinned. "Coming is our most important product.
"I'll buy that." Penny stretched, yawned, arched her back, thrust up her large, lovely young breasts, and sighed again.
Peter said, "You're right, by the way."
"What way?"
"Sucking makes a person hot." He turned over. He had a tremendous erection.
'Oh, ho-ho. This could go on forever. If I suck you off again..."
"Just use your hand. It's getting late and we've got school tomorrow."
"Umm. Let's see if you've got much left to squirt." She sat up and crossed her legs in a lotus position. She reached for his long, stiff cock. Peter closed his eyes and relaxed as she began to stroke him. Long, slow strokes...up and down ....up and down...the full length of his shaft. Good good...He moved his hand to her open crotch. He idly found her clit and began rubbing it with a fingertip. Penny whispered, "Oh, boy!" She gradually speeded her pumping hand.
A few moments later she was leaning forward over her widespread knees, both hands wrapped around his huge cock, pumping him as fast as she could, gasping with effort and from the rippling orgasm that was flooding through her body from his exquisitely sliding fingertip in her pussy.
Peter was in his heaven. A scalding pleasure was erupting in his loins. He stiffened. His cock felt monstrously big and steel hard. His sister's gripping hands were flying up and down. A sob was torn from his throat. A thin spume of semen flew up from his cock. A smaller, weaker spurt followed. Peter's young face twisted with pleasure agony. More semen pulsed out of his cock. Penny watched, gasping, and pumped furiously, not stopping until his shaky hand touched her jerking wrists.
Brother and sister were silent, breathing hard. Then Penny lethargically took a small wad of tissues from her robe pocket and wiped Peter's semen-spotted belly, and her hands. She said wonderingly, "God, sex is fun!"
"It sure is."
"I wonder why grown-ups are so afraid of it?"
"Dunno. I think they're all crazy, anyhow."
"Probably...like Mother."
"Yeah. Her."
"You still going to try it?"
Peter nodded. "Tuesday or Wednesday."
"Wow." Penny kissed him on the lips. "I'm sleepy now. Sex is a good way to zonk yourself for a solid eight or nine hours." She left the bed and closed her wrinkled robe as she headed for the door. "G'night."
Peter half waved. "G'night."