Chapter 4
Rather than wait, for Tony, Sally languidly got to her feet and stripped off her clothes. Her skirt and blouse and bra went in the dirty clothes hamper. Then, bare-assed naked she walked out of her room and down the hall to the bathroom.
It felt kind of strange. It was like people were looking at her because she was someplace she'd never been naked before. The sensation heightened her sense of excitement.
The hot, soothing splash of the shower water against her skin didn't erase the excitement. Looking down, Sally watched the red, rosy ends of her tits changing color and growing harder and harder. They stuck out like little pegs. Their hardness seemed to invite the water to pelt against them even harder and with great effect.
Hurriedly, Sally Jean soaped her crotch to get rid of the last traces of her brother's saliva. She quivered to the touch of her own finger in her swollen, super tender crotch.
Stepping out of the tub, she admired her body in the door mirror-for the first time appreciating the passion it was capable of generating.
Her tits seemed somehow more mature- riper. The nipples were redder and seemed to want to be sucked. They'd never been sucked and Sally Jean felt strange just thinking about a boy's lips on them, squeezing them roughly and sucking hard at them.
She wondered momentarily if she could get Tony to do it. But then she realized it would be no real problem. She could get him to do everything for her. After all, she had already gotten him to lick her cunt until she practically exploded in a burst of pleasure. And that wasn't an everyday occurrence. Even for Noreen Collins.
Wrapping the towel around her body, Sally returned to her bedroom.
Tony was already sitting on the bed. A pop-top can of beer was on the end table, already opened. But that wasn't what caught Sally Jean's eye as she entered the room.
Tony had opened the front of his pants and his penis stuck though.
The sight of it took Sally Jean's breath away. She had never seen a male sex organ before except in drawings. And the sight of Tony's absolutely stunned her.
It was bigger than she had imagined that it would be. It stuck straight up and was a furious red on top. It was ringed by a collar of soft, wrinkly skin and had a long, white shaft that disappeared in Tony's pants. His fingers wrapped around the shaft.
Sally stared at it intently. She was suddenly afraid of her brother's penis. Enough was enough. He might kill her with that thing. Her tender slot was too small for it and he definitely couldn't put all that length up her vagina.
In fact, Sally wondered momentarily where he hid it. Surely it didn't fit in his jeans.
"You ready to ball, Sis?" Tony asked. Tony stroked his cock with his fingertips.
Sally Jean stared at his pecker and tried to say no. She couldn't manage it and by some fluke nodded her head.
"Come on, baby. Let's see the merchandise." Tony gestured with his beer at the wet towel that clung snugly to her long, teenaged curves. His eyes glistened.
Coyly, Sally started to unwrap the towel. She didn't get far before the soft undercurve of her breast was showing and she stopped, embarrassed. Tony only leaned forward and licked his lips rapaciously.
Sally shrugged. It didn't bother her brother, obviously, so she wasn't going to let her nakedness bother her. Her eyes switched down to his bare penis and increased her resolve. Gingerly she unwrapped the towel further.
A bare breast burst into view. Her half-hard nipple was like a diamond now and it pointed accusingly at Tony. It was naming him the sexual culprit who had started this.
Ignoring the symbolism, Tony leaned forward and planted a hot kiss on his sister's fresh, young boob. When he pulled his lips away, Sally's nipple was wet and shiny and her mouth was hot and dry. She didn't want to admit it, but she was turned on by it.
Tony grabbed the end of the towel and gave it a tug, helping Sally Jean disrobe faster. She had no choice. The towel whisked away from her revealing her long, rounded legs and thighs and the soft, fresh, tender view of her pussy. Her waist was soft and narrow with just the pout of a lower belly. Her breasts were high and small and firm.
Tony whistled and then he put a hot hand on his sister's equally hot flesh.
"Come on," he said roughly. "Get it into bed where it belongs."
With a sigh, Sally succumbed to the inevitable. She had known all along it was going to end like this. She sat on the end of the bed and then laid back and when she did her face was close enough to her brother's angry red looking cock to smell the heavy musky odor that rose from it.
In bed, she stared up at her brother. She was seeing him for the very first time. His penis dominated everything. It was a hard, long, white shaft jutting out above his round balls. The tip, peeking out from the wrinkled collar of soft skin, was a fat and juicy red looking, like a ripe tomato.
"Lick it!" Tony ordered.
A sudden forbidden chill shot through Sally's body. As soon as she understood what her brother was asking her body automatically reacted to turn down his perverse proposal.
"No," she said. 'That's dirty and I'm not going to do it, Tony."
"Hell. Do it," he urged. "You'll really like it, Sally Jean. All the girls do."
"What girls?"
Tony sputtered and turned red. "You know. All of them at school."
Sally Jean smiled. Even though her brother was standing over her with his pecker hanging out, she had him embarrassed and giving in to her. If she wasn't so eager to find out what it felt like to be fucked, she wouldn't let him do that even. She loved seeing him squirm. Brothers should be made to squirm a lot, she thought to herself.
As if reading her thoughts, Tony stuck his tongue out and worked it around his lips making them shiny with his saliva. He looked at her. His expression was a strong hint.
This time the thrill that coursed across Sally Jean's gaping cunt lips was familiar. It was desire. She remembered how good his tongue had felt in her velvety pussy and she also knew she was going to want some more of it. To get it, she was going to have to have Tony's cooperation.
Funny, she thought, staring up at him. But his tongue is the exact same color of red as his penis. It even looks the same poking out of his pursed lips....
Sighing, Sally Jean spread her legs and let her brother see down into her hairy crotch and examine the place he was planning to put his penis. His dick stiffened at the invitation.
"Well," she said, "what are you waiting for, an engraved invitation to fuck?"
Tony didn't even bother to reply. The boy scrambled on the bed and fitted his tanned thighs between Sally Jean's white legs. He smiled and dipped his hand down to her crotch and began moving his fingers around. First one, then another slipped into her hot, wet crack. He was opening her up, spreading her pussy lips like crazy.
"Aaaahhhhhh," Sally sighed. She closed her eyes and shut out the sight of the pink bedroom ceiling as his finger slid into her. It felt wonderful. It was a lot better than her own finger probing her swampy slit-A LOT BETTER.
"Uuuuuuuh, uuuuh, uh," she gasped. Tony had shoved an extra finger in her twat and Sally Jean had to gasp with effort, as her cunt stretched to take it. They felt so good in her hole that she began moving her naked hips up and down, sliding her tense cunt lips on and off the greasy poles probing her sex hole.
"That's the way, baby," Tony crowed. "Shake it and make it. Move those hips and get finger fucked into heaven. That's the way, baby."
Her brother was excited. The boy leaned over her, his eyes just inches away from her crotch as he watched his own sister impaling herself on his probing fingers. The sight turned him on even more than before. His fingers were all glistening wet and squishing rapidly in and out of her slot. Her soft pussy lips bent like rubber edging around his digits and rubbed delightfully against them.
Tony was gasping for breath. His sister hadn't even touched his cock yet and he was ready to explode. But he waited one minute more. He knew something else that would really get her going. And then, for sure, he'd have his way with her.
Deliberately Tony lowered his face until his lips were only half an inch from his plunging fingers. They were wet and hot on the small, red lump of his sister's clitoris. He smiled as he pursed his lips and sucked-and then stuck his tongue out and began mauling her little sex finger. That would do the job, he was very, very sure.
"Ahhhheeeeeiiiiiiii," Sally Jean yelled. Her breath left her in a whoosh as the unexpected surge of electricity exploded through her body. Her clitoris tingled madly. She couldn't make the feeling stop. It was trapped by something hot and wet and sexual that pumped throb after throb of insane pleasure through her gyrating body.
As her hips twisted and rotated, it seemed to Sally Jean that Tony had plugged her into an electrical connection. Shock after shock of unbelievable sexual pleasure jolted through her. She was being incinerated by the pleasure that filled her body and her mind.
"More," she howled. "More, more MOREEEEEEEEE."
Tony smiled and lifted his face from his sister's crotch. "More?" he asked mildly.
Sally Jean clutched his head in her hands and tried to force it back down. She wanted his tongue and his mouth and his fingers rutting in her slot all at once. The tender flesh between her legs was hot and eager. "Yes, yes, yes," she cried happily. "More."
Sally Jean was disappointed for a moment. Tony rose up off of her and even his fingers left her feverish slot. She shoved her crotch down, hard, trying to catch them again, she wanted something poking up in her hole. She wanted to be filled. If this was fucking, she loved it.
Tony moved up her body until he was poised above her. He leaned his head down and kissed the end of one of her firm, girlish tits. And when he did, Sally forgot about how much they embarrassed her at time. The most delicious feeling spread out from them like gold plated threads in a spider web. Even her crotch got all excited from the kiss.
Looking down her body, Sally could see his lips pursed and sucking at her red nipple. Her nipple seemed to get longer and longer. There was an incredible ache in her chest as he sucked at her boob.
"The other one ... Suck the other one, too," Sally pleaded.
The girl couldn't understand what was happening to her. She was alight with an inner glow-turned on like Christmas lights. And she didn't want it to go away. Her arms wrapped around Tony's head and shifted his mouth from one tit to the other. Her uncovered nipple stood straight up from her melon-shaped breast. It throbbed with a fire of its own.
Her hips bucked and flailed in a mindless rhythm of their own. Her soft belly rubbed against Tony's and there was the dull, insistent throbbing as his prick jabbed the soft flesh between her thighs. But Sally Jean didn't care. Her face and breasts and hole were slick and sweaty and she knew what she wanted was to feel skin against her-all over her. She wanted Tony's skin and his fingers and his cock.
That's what she wanted. She'd waited long enough. She wanted that huge, hard cock in her hole. It had to feel better than his fingers. It was bigger and smoother and groovier looking and she wanted it to explode inside her. NOW.
Tony seemed to read her mind. He looked at her and grinned. "Now?" he said. She nodded her head.
"All right," he said. He smiled as he climbed off the bed and stood alongside it. Then he sat down on the edge and the springs protested slightly.
"Fuck me, Tony," Sally Jean begged weakly.
The girl couldn't understand what her brother was doing. She was wrung out. Weak. Ready. Her legs were spread for him. Her pussy was oozy wet and swampy soft waiting for his dick and he just sat there. If she hadn't been so worn out she'd have jumped off the bed and raped him right there.
"Sure," Tony said. "Right after you lick my cock, big sister."
He stared at the startled expression on his sister's face and he laughed. Then his hand went to his naked waist and picked up the hard shaft of his penis and held it close to her face where she could see it.
Hesitantly, Sally Jean put her hand out and gripped it. She wanted to say no, but she couldn't bring herself to that. If she did, she knew Tony wouldn't fuck her.
Besides, her head was spinning from the things he'd done to her already.
She put her own hand out and took his cock and squeezed it. It didn't look so bad. And, she thought, how could one little taste of his pecker hurt her?
After all, he had licked her twat and she'd enjoyed it.
And even if he was just a dirty-minded boy, she supposed he deserved some kind of reward-before she let him fuck her....
Slowly Sally Jean bent the thick shaft of her brother's penis toward her face. And just as slowly she raised her opened mouth toward his crotch....