HOMECOMING

HOMECOMINGIt began in the early summer of my sixteenth year. My parents had separatedthree years previously, and my sister had moved away with my mom to the westcoast, while I stayed with my dad. I guess there was a lot of bad feelingbetween my folks, because for that three years, I didn’t see either my momor Cathy at all; I got to speak with them on the phone over holidays andsuch, but that was it.Eventually, there was a thawing in the iciness that had prevailed between myparents, and a “prisoner exchange” of sorts was arranged; my sister wouldcome to stay with us for a month over the summer, and then I would go andvisit them likewise for a month. I was eager to have this happen; I missedboth my mom and Cathy terribly, although in actuality they had been out ofmy life for so long that they had both become just a sort of sentimentalmemory to me.Then, toward the end of June, the big day finally came, and my sister Cathyarrived at our house. My dad picked her up at the airport, and, aftergetting her settled in the house, said to us,” I guess you two k**s have alot of catching up to do- why don’t you go visit, and we’ll all meet fordinner at 6″.I felt a little awkward around her; she had been only eleven when last I hadseen her, a little girl in pig tails, and she had grown a lot since then-not only in size, but she had started to develop into a woman precociously.She had a pretty face, framed by long, wavy brown hair, and a cute figure,with a developing bust and nice waist. She had also grown into aself-possessed, intelligent person, not just the c***dish little girl I usedto tease and ignore; she felt to me like a stranger, and I didn’t know howto behave toward her.We went into the back yard and sat on the bench under our willow tree. Ourhouse was an old house in the upper New York state countryside, and the backyard overlooked a small pond. As we talked, I felt that she was as unsure ofthings as I felt, being back here after so long among people she reallydidn’t know well anymore; and so we shared our memories and told each otherof our current lives shyly, with a certain delicacy. But over the few hoursbefore dinner, we quickly found our footing with each other, warming up andrelaxing in each other’s company as we opened our lives to each other. Ifelt that she had really turned out to be a great person, and I found myselffeeling very close and open with her, as if she was my twin, and not just mylittle sister. We found agreement about all sorts of things, sharing many ofthe same attitudes towards the facets of our worlds. By the time dinnerrolled around, we were fast friends.We had a family dinner with my dad; he was obviously glad to have her there,but he seemed a little distant and stiff, warming up only a little as wespent the evening visiting and watching tv. After a few hours, agreeing thatwe were all tired, we turned in for the night. It felt funny to have anotherpresence in the house, and a feminine one at that; she was staying in herold room, at the end of the hall on the other side of our bathroom. I ofcourse was used to having the bathroom, and in fact the whole end of thesecond floor, to myself; and to have to wait while she used the bathroom toget ready for bed felt weird; and then, when I finally did get into thebathroom myself, having her feminine accessories around added to theunfamiliarity.Our adventure really began that night, although it took days to blossom. Igot up in the middle of the night to pee, and went into the bathroom,leaving the door open sleepily as I always did; there hadn’t been reason todo otherwise for years. I always slept in pajamas, as I was that night; andas often happened when I got up at night, I had an erection. I was standingin front of the toilet, having pulled the front of my pajama bottoms down toclear my stiff dick, and was pushing it downwards toward the toilet, aboutto begin peeing, when I heard a sound, and sleepily looked up to see Cathystanding there! She had apparently come in to do the same thing as me, andhadn’t expected to find me there any more than I had thought of her. We bothfroze, for a timeless moment that seemed to go on forever, as she realizedwhat she was looking at, and I realized what she was seeing. Then she turnedaway shyly, murmuring an apology, and left; I closed the door, peed, andwent back to bed.The next morning at breakfast, we were both a little reserved, uncertain howto deal with our encounter of the night before. I didn’t know what herreaction was, but I felt uneasy, and was content to let the incident lapse,not acknowledging it to her. It was the first time a girl had seen me withmy pants down, let alone with a hardon, and, although the idea gave metwinges of excitement, it was new territory, harder to deal with than thestatus quo. I was sexually active already, being an avid masturbator, butthe extent of my sexual experience with others was having a friend who Ijacked off with from time to time. I of course had a rich fantasy life, buthad yet to translate it into actual experience; so the whole issue wascomplicated for me. The fact that Cathy felt more like a cute stranger to methan a little sister only added to my confusion. So, I was content to avoidconfronting the whole issue by denial and proceed as if nothing hadhappened, avoiding taking any responsibility for my actions, letting eventsshape themselves.Whatever uneasiness there may have been between us that morning quicklydissipated, and we spent a fun day hanging out and getting reacquainted. ButI felt a very slight undercurrent of something between us, as though we hada tacit understanding that something had happened, but we weren’t going todeal with it just yet.Then late that afternoon, the two of us were sitting again relaxing underthe willow tree before dinner, when in a quiet moment, Cathy, looking downat her hands, quietly said,” I had a hard time getting back to sleep lastnight after I saw you in the bathroom”. I sat startled, alert, waiting tosee where this was going. “I’ve seen diagrams and that sort of thing inhealth class”, she continued quietly, still looking down,” but that was thefirst time I’ve ever actually seen a boy’s thing, at least since we weresmall k**s.” We sat in silence a few more moments, then, suddenly looking upat me, she said thoughtfully,”It looked so big! Was it hard?”I was taken aback; then, embarrassed, I stammered how boys sometimes gothard while they were sleeping, and I started to fumble an apology forleaving the bathroom door open. “That’s ok”, she interrupted,”I’m glad I gotto see it.” Then, after a moment’s silence, looking away again, she asked mevery quietly,”Would you let me see it again sometime?”I felt as if a bomb went off inside me. A rush of different emotions ranthrough me, and I felt my face reddening; then, surprised by a suddenboldness surging up from a hidden part of myself, I felt myself saying,”ok,if you’d like”. Then suddenly the words “you could come to my room tonightafter we turn in, if you want” blurted from my mouth.As if to dissipate the embarrassment that was hanging in the air from oursudden intimacy, Cathy changed the subject, and we resumed the conversationthat we had been having before she had dropped her bombshell. Throughoutdinner and the rest of that evening a correctness and politeness prevailedbetween us, but I could feel that the memory of our talk was in theforefront of both our thoughts. As we prepared for bed, I wondered if shewould actually follow through on my invitation.I was very excited at the prospect of “showing off” for Cathy. I had astrong sex drive, masturbating frequently, both alone and with a couple offriends; but had never had any direct sexual contact with a girl, and waseager to. For me the fact that she was my sister was an advantage; we had abuilt-in intimacy, and no prospect for needing to maintain “a relationship”;and at the same time, the fact that she was a relative stranger to me madeher exciting as a potential sex partner.I went to bed, lying quietly, waiting either to go to sleep or for theanticipated visit. Eventually I was drifting off into my thoughts, when Iheard my door open quietly, and then close. I reached over and turned on mybedside lamp, revealing Cathy standing there in her nightie. I sat upawkwardly, swinging out my feet to sit on the side of the bed, as she cameover, and sat down next to me; she looked at me, then down towards my lap,and playfully said,”Well, let me see it!”There was a sizable bulge pushing out the front of my pajamas already; andas the reality of the situation penetrated my awareness, I felt a furthersurge in my dick, as I rose myself up off the bed slightly, and pushed downthe waistband of my bottoms.My erection, now fully hard, sprang free, as Cathy watched; and I settledback down on the edge of the bed, leaning back on my elbows to show it offfully. Staring at it wide-eyed, she said,”Wow! It’s HUGE!”. I felt on fire;sitting back, both of us staring intently at my stiff cock, which was rockhard, its skin stretched shiny-tight, I basked in the thrill and arousal ofshowing this cute girl my most private parts. She studied it with greatattention and curiosity; as she looked at it, she said, “I can’t believethis could fit inside a girl!”; then, “are all boys this big?”. I explainedthat apparently it could fit somehow; and that everyone is different, and asfar as I could tell from the school gym, and the few friends who I had seenhard, that I was pretty big. Then she asked me if I had ever had an orgasm.I smiled, and told her that I did as often as possible, usually once a day,sometimes twice. Wide eyed, she moved her head closer to it to study itstip, asking,” how much stuff comes out when you do?”. I said it depends onhow hot I feel, and how long I masturbate it; but maybe about a couple oftablespoons. She asked, “Will you show me?”I felt a flush of dizzying excitement, and the blood rushing in my ears, asI acquiesced in this new level of intimacy by reaching for my hardon infront of her. I grasped it with my left hand just above my balls, and withmy right hand about an inch below the rim, and began to move both hands upand down slowly, pulling the skin up over the rim of its head on eachupstroke. She sat next to me, and watched curiously. “Have you ever beenwith a girl? Have you done this with anyone before?” I told her she was thefirst girl to see my hardon, but that I sometimes jacked off with a friendof mine. She watched my balls ride up and down with each stroke, commentingon their beefiness.Suddenly, a drop of fluid squoze out of the hole and sat perched glisteningon the tip; Cathy asked excitedly, “Are you having an orgasm?” I told herno, that as I got hotter slippery fluid came out to lubricate it, and not toworry, when I was having an orgasm she would know about it; and I told herwe called it “coming”, and we called masturbating “jacking off”. As shewatched excitedly, she told me how she had a girl friend back home who hadshowed her how to masturbate, and would come over to her house forsleepovers, and they would masturbate each other. She said they called it”finger fucking”, and that her pussy also got very wet before she wouldcome. We watched the drop of pre-come sitting on the tip of my dick swelling witheach downstroke of my hands, then shrinking slightly with the upstroke assome of it was sucked back down into the hole; I was going very slowly totry to make it last. I felt incredibly hot; I was panting, more excited thanI had ever been; having my sister watching me work on my erection,masturbating it slowly and very thoroughly, was the sexiest thing I had everdone. It felt incredibly hot to have this curious, cute girl eagerly watching mework on my big dick- it felt wonderfully nasty, and the forbiddenness of theact, considering that she was my sister, added greatly to the thrill I feltas we watched me masturbating.The drop of fluid finally grew too large to stay balanced on the tip of mydick, and its own weight started it slowly flowing down my dick. We watchedit flow down the top of my helmet-shaped head, get caught briefly on thethick, protruding rim, and then get dragged down the shaft when it hit myhand, leaving a shiny, wet trail over the head as more fluid flowed down. Asthe juice pooled around my hand on the shaft, it began to make a sticky, wetsound; and Cathy commented on how much juice was coming out.I stopped my jacking movements, and took my hands away from my erection,explaining to my sister that I was getting close to coming, and I wanted toslow down and build up more come for her. We watched my hardon bouncingslightly with my pulse, which had gotten very fast by now. It was shiny wet,stretched to its maximum with excitement; the head a deep shiny purple, theveins along the shaft a rich blue. Cathy studied it all around, commentingon how much bigger it was when it was close to coming than when we hadstarted, and how wet it had gotten. I told her we called the fluid “cream”,and as we watched, a fresh pulse of cream oozed from the head and began itstrip down the shaft.Cathy told me how excited it made her to see my dick in such a state, andthat maybe she’d finger herself for me after I came. I felt the urge to comesubsiding, so I grasped the shaft in the middle, with one hand now so Cathywould have a better view. I started to slide the skin on the shaft up anddown very slowly in a steady rhythm; the sticky sounds resumed. Cathycommented on how amazingly loose the skin was on my dick, that it could beslid around so far; and again on how large my dick and balls were, sayingthat it must be weird having something that big bouncing around and hangingbetween my legs all the time.”Does it hurt to have it so swollen?”, she asked, watching me cream; Ireplied, with some difficulty being so close to coming; “No, it feelsincredible. In fact, the harder it is, the better it feels. When I’m reallyhot, like I am now, it gets so swollen that the skin gets stretched reallytight, and gets ultra-sensitive.”At that moment, I could feel myself passing the point of no return. I warnedCathy that I was about to come, as I felt the incredible deliciousness ofthe juices pooling in my balls; I slowed, and almost completely stopped, myjacking, to prolong the orgasm as much as possible; my erection startedtwitching involuntarily, and I stopped rubbing it altogether, and took myhand away, as I felt the fire building in my limbs, centering on mymidsection; my sight began to dim, and I heard a roaring in my ears; then,with a large spasm, my dick jumped and a thick rope of white come shot outfrom its head high over my chest, then another and another, my dick jumpingin spasm with each shot. Cathy said, “My God!”. It was far and away the mostpowerful orgasm I had ever experienced, and my erection kept bobbing overand over, as more come, now in a stream pooling in my pubic hair, pulsedfrom my erection in a diminishing flow.As the throbbing in my genitals subsided, I returned to awareness of mysurroundings. My chest was spattered with streams of come, trailing down tomy pubic area, which was soaked in a white puddle. Cathy repeated,”My God.That was incredible! Was that a particularly big one?” I explained that itwas, that having her watch me had given me the best come I could remember.She was flushed and breathing hard, obviously aroused by the experience ofwatching me come, clearly surprised and excited by the magnitude of theexplosion. As my hardon began to subside, she layed back on the bed, still breathinghard, and quickly pulled down the white cotton panties that she had on underher nightie; and started to urgently rub herself with her fingertips insidethe slit of her pussy, that was now exposed openly to my view. I saw thesoft in curve of her waist, and her flat belly above the slight nest ofsoft, brown curls that spread over the mound of her pussy; I admired thepouting, now-swollen lips of her pussy, that she was in the midst offrantically working on, nestled between her two petite, smooth thighs, thatled up to the plump swelling of her cute ass.Her head was thrown back, her eyes partly closed, and she seemed lost in theworld of her arousal. I watched with interest what she was doing with herhand; I had never seen a girl masturbate before. Her legs were partlyspread, and she had the tips two fingers of her right hand moving rapidlybetween her lips near the top of her slit, which looked swollen and pouty.Instinctively I reached my hand out , and with my fingertips, touched thelips of her pussy just below where she was so frantically rubbing. Sheopened her eyes as she felt my touch, moaning “Oh!”, then saying hoarsely,”I’m just about to come”; I slipped my fingertips between her swollen lipsnear the bottom of her slit, feeling a very warm, slippery wetness; shepushed her head back, closed her thighs on my hand, breathing, “Oh! Oh!”softly, as I felt the smooth, wet flesh under my fingers start to pulse instrong, rhythmic spasms. I felt her coming for perhaps twenty seconds, herpussy pulsing strongly, her entire body tightening with each spasm, withgradually diminishing intensity, until finally the last few pulses weremaybe five seconds apart.She relaxed, lying back, spent. I said softly, “Wow- was THAT a particularlybig one?” She opened her eyes and looked over to me, and answered, with ablend of shyness, embarrassment, and pride, “I’ve never had such a big onebefore- I guess watching you really made me excited; and then when youtouched me…” I agreed that seeing someone else was a major turn on; I toldher how I would get together with a friend of mine and do it, and how hot Iwould feel watching them, how seeing them come would make me want to; but itwas great seeing her do it, and that I had never seen a girl come before.I mopped myself off with a dirty t-shirt as she wiped her slit with somekleenex, then put her panties back on. There was a slight air ofembarrassment between us, and as I pulled on my pajama bottoms, she slippedout the door to her room, closing it quietly.2.The next morning as I came down to breakfast, I was apprehensive about howshe would respond to me after the events of the previous night. I was aseething cauldron of conflicting emotions: embarrassment at having let hersee me jack off; guilt at involving my little sister, who I ought to beprotective of, in such forbidden activities; a kind of tender closeness withher at having shared such intimacy; and a thrilling hope that she liked itas much as I had, and might even want to do it again.I entered the kitchen, to find Dad and Cathy already sitting down to eat. Icame in nonchalantly, said “good morning” and sat down, glancing upsurreptitiously at my sister, to assess her mood. My father gave me aperfunctory greeting, and Cathy looked up at me, and gave me a neutral,self-absorbed “good morning” back. I was in torment; I couldn’t tell whatshe was feeling. I kept a cool exterior, eating breakfast normally, thentaking my dishes to the sink. Cathy ate quietly, mostly looking down at herplate. I feared the worst; that she was upset about last night, or worse,really suffering inside herself at the perversion I had permitted to happen.Our father got up and organized himself to go off to his work. As he saidgoodbye to us and headed off to the front door, I glanced over towards Cathynervously, as she was rinsing her dish at the sink, fearing theconfrontation that was to come. As I heard the front door closing, I wasabout to stammer out an apology for my behavior of last night when sheturned around, looking up at me shyly, and said, “That was really amazinglast night.”My emotions did a somersault, and I felt a wild surge in my heart, and alsoin my crotch. “Yeah, I thought it was amazing, too”, I agreed, feeling anexcitement to be having this conversation with her. “It was amazing seeingyour thing squirting like that. I couldn’t believe how it exploded.” Lookingat me appraisingly, she asked with a gleam in her eye, “How long do you haveto wait usually before you want to do it again?” I said that I sometimes didit again right away, but that it was usually better if I let it build up forat least a few hours, or overnight. I asked her how it was for her, and shesaid that it varied, but sometimes she could do it over and over. “would youlike do it again now? It HAS been overnight.” she asked coyly.At my blushing smile, she led the way into the livingroom towards the sofa.”Would this be ok, or do you need to be lying down?” she asked me, as westarted to sit down. I laughed as I reached to undo my belt, saying that Icould do it in any position. We sat on the sofa side by side; and as shewatched interestedly I unzipped my fly, and slowly slid my pants andunderwear halfway down my thighs, freeing my erection to flop upwards towardmy belly. It felt so hot to be showing off my hardon to a girl again; I feltmy dick swelling to rock-hard.”Wow” she said again, studying it in the brighter morning light; then aftera moment, asked “can I feel it?” At my silence she cautiously reached a handout, and grasped it gently on either side of the shaft between her thumb andfingertips. Squeezing slightly, feeling its texture, she said,”It’s so hardand warm! It feels like it’s made of rubber.” She tentatively wrapped herhand around the middle of its shaft; her small hand wouldn’t go all the wayaround it. “Can I make it, uh, come? Would you teach me how to do it?”The velvety feeling of her hand on my erection, squeezing it gingerly, washeaven! I couldn’t believe such sensations were possible. As sheexperimented with pulling her hand up, sliding the loose skin along theshaft up towards the head, pulling my balls up with it, I felt a tinglingplaying through my entire body, from my head to the soles of my feet -“Thisis going to be incredible!”, I thought.I told her I would love it, and described to her how to grab the shaft a fewinches below the head and slowly pull the skin on the shaft just up over therim, letting it back down again steadily, over and over, being careful notto grasp the shaft too hard or to move her hand too fast. As she heard metalking she was trying out what I was saying, getting the feel of my dick,how much the skin would move, squeezing with different strengths, and so on.Her inexperience and tentativeness added to the stimulation; feeling her dome was incredible.She was asking me how it felt, and how good a job she was doing, as shecontinued to get the feel of jacking me. Sighing, I told her how incredibleit felt, that even when I was being jacked off by my friend it had neverbeen this good; I warned her to go really slow so I wouldn’t come too soon.I explained how much better an orgasm was when it was built up for as longas possible; she agreed, saying that it was the same for girls. I was fullyswollen now, and each time she pulled up on my shaft her motion made mycock-hole pout, producing a slight “popping” sound with each stroke.As she continued doing me she asked me about what my friend and I didtogether, and I told her how we would get together at one of our houses whennoone else was around, and do each other; how we had started just jackingoff with each other, but eventually through experimenting found out how muchbetter it felt when someone else did it to you; so now that’s what we did. Itold her that we usually took turns, one of us doing the other until hecame, or sometimes we would stop just before the other one came, and switchplaces again, drawing it out; that we could sometimes last for several hoursthat way, and had huge orgasms. She said she’d love to watch us doing thatsometime.As we watched her slowly pulling on my erection, a drop of cream oozed outthe hole, and began a slow trickle down the front of the head towards herjacking hand. Seeing it, she asked me to warn her when I was going to come,so she would be ready; then she asked if I did anything special with thecream when it started dripping. I told her how you could just let it dripdown and build up around the jacking hand and it would get nice andslippery, but that the best thing was to use a fingertip to softly spreadthe wetness all around the head, making it really slippery, and then softlytickle the head and rim, making an incredibly intense burning-tinglingsensation.Hearing this, she softly stopped her jacking, and using her index fingertip,started drawing soft circles slowly around the head, dragging the stream ofcream behind her finger. I sighed, “Ahhh…”, and told her how hot that mademe feel. I told her she better stop soon, that I was getting near coming,and what she was doing felt too intense. She stopped, and asked me if shecould just feel me up, if that would be less intense and let me last; I toldher I thought so.She moved her hand away from the tip, and reached it down to feel my balls,reaching with her other hand to trace the thick column that ran up theunderside of my shaft. I warned her that if she stayed away from the head itshould be ok, and to be very gentle with my balls. She put her palm downbetween my legs and hefted my big sack, bouncing slightly up and down,feeling the weight; it filled her cupping palm, spilling slightly over eachside of her palm. Then she explored the shape of each ball, gently rollingthem through her fingers, marveling at their size. She gently pushed myhardon down towards my belly, letting it bounce back up, studying itsmovement, asking if that was ok. I told her to let go and I would show hersomething; and when she did, I started flexing my groin muscle, making myshaft bounce up and down; then tightening and holding the muscles, making itstick straight out and swell even more, the head growing shiny and darkerred with swelling, a fresh stream of cream being forced out the hole. Shegrasped the shaft near the base and aimed it different directions, up anddown, side to side, exploring the way it moved.I told her it was probably ok to start jacking it off again, and she graspedit with both hands as she had seen me doing last night. It was funny seeingher small hands on my big shaft, not able to reach around it, far from thebase or the head; with more than an inch of shaft showing between them. Shestarted jacking her hands in unison, asking me if she was doing it “right”.I told her, “Just keep it up just like that for a few more minutes andyou’ll see how right you’re doing it.” She giggled, and said that then we’djust have to see. I told her that I was wet enough, so that if she loosenedher grip a little bit, her hands would start sliding up over the skin and upover the head as she jacked me off, and it would send me over the top.I slumped down a little further in the sofa, pushing my pelvis out fartherso my dick was sticking out as far as possible as she brought me into thehome stretch. She was leaning over my midsection, working on me intentlywith both hands. My shaft was soaked, cream streaming steadily from the tipdown over her slowly pumping hands, running down wetting the dark thatch ofmy pubic hair. Her movements were producing a steady murmur of wet, stickysounds, that were the only sounds in the room, our conversation dying as weconcentrated on masturbation.I told her to watch my balls; that just before a boy comes, his balls riseup and tighten a bit; I told her that if she slowed her jacking way downwhen she saw them rising, she would make me have the biggest orgasmpossible. She leaned forward a bit more, to get a better view of my ballsrising and falling as she did me- and after only about a minute more, shesaid excitedly, “They look like they’re rising; are you about to come?”I was too far immersed in my impending orgasm to answer her directly, but asI moaned assent she slowed her jacking way down, to maybe a stroke everysecond or two. I was delirious with pleasure; I felt paralyzed, my limbsrigid with ecstasy; my genitals felt completely engorged and stretched totheir maximum, painfully so; I felt the juices pooling in my balls; and ahuge wave of tingling energy was sweeping slowly inward from my hands andfeet toward my groin, building as it came, until, when it reached my center,I felt my entire body stiffen, and my dick began pulsing spasmodically,sending thick gobs of semen squirting out over my chest. Cathy watched inamazement, and she kept jerking me off as the spasms slowly died down, whenI told her to start easing off.As I lay back exhausted, she told me how exciting it was to feel howstrongly my dick throbbed in her hands while I was coming; and that feelingthat, and seeing how strongly I squirted, and how much come there wasshooting out really gave her a feeling for how hard I came. She said thather orgasms were wonderful, but she thought that I definitely won forstrength; no wonder I liked to do it so much!We lay back and watched my erection slowly subsiding. I felt a new kind ofwarmth, that I had never felt before toward anyone else, toward my sister.The intimacy of sharing so completely my most basic urges and actions withanother person, a cute, interested girl, who seemed to accept, and evengreatly enjoy, my most intimate needs and urges, was moving in a very deepway; and I felt a much more than just sexual satisfaction warming me.Cathy got up and got a towel from the kitchen, and started to mop up thecome from my chest and belly. She said, “After you rest a bit, I’ll let youdo it to me.” I told her I didn’t know how to do a girl, but I’d like to tryit; and she said that then we were even- she’d teach me, like I had justtaught her. As we lay back and talked, and she told me about herexperiences; how a friend of hers had taught her about masturbating, and howthey enjoyed doing it with each other on sleepovers.She said her friend’s name was Liz, who she had known casually for a fewyears, but really befriended a year ago. After they had started hanging outtogether at school, she had invited Liz, who was a year older, over to herhouse for a sleepover. As they had gotten ready for bed that evening andwere changing into their nighties, in the course of seeing each others’bodies the talk had gotten more intimate, and at Liz’s questioning it hademerged that Cathy didn’t know about masturbating. She of course knew thatit felt nice to touch herself between her legs, but she didn’t know how farit could go. Liz had then told her that she had a treat coming, and had toldher to lie back and let her show Cathy what she was missing.They compared their bodies; Cathy’s breasts were just starting to blossom,and Liz’s were more full and rounded; and Liz’s pussy had a fuzzy patch ofsoft hair around it, while Cathy’s was then mostly hairless. Liz had thentickled, pinched, and rubbed Cathy’s breasts and nipples until she startedfeeling a warm and rich feeling inside herself. Cathy, at Liz’sencouragement, was likewise doing Liz’s tits in the way she was being done;after a while, when they were both “feeling hot”, Liz had started strokingand tickling Cathy’s pussy-lips on the outside, which Cathy reciprocated. Itwas a much more insistent stimulation than Cathy had ever done before, andshe felt her pussy swelling and opening, and becoming moist, as was Liz’s;they then began including the smooth skin inside their lips in theirtickling and rubbing.Liz had started rubbing Cathy’s clit insistently, alternating with rubbingthe outside of her little hole farther down; when Cathy had reciprocated,Liz told her to push her finger inside the hole while she was rubbing herclit; she tried to do the same to Cathy, but no more than the tip of herlittle finger would fit in. They did each other intensely for a while, eachof them getting wetter and wetter, until Liz had cried out, and Cathy hadfelt her friend’s pussy throbbing over and over; then Liz had gotten up onher knees and worked on Cathy feverishly, until after several minutes ofthis she started to have this amazing feeling surge through her, and thenher whole body convulsed, as her pussy had its first orgasm. She said thatever since that night, they had gotten together regularly to do each other,just like me and my friend did; “It must run in the family!”, she giggled.As she had been telling me this story, she had lain back, and had let herdressing gown fall open, revealing that she was naked underneath it.Listening to her, I drank in the view of her figure; I hadn’t seen any othergirls naked except in pictures, and had been too absorbed last night tofully notice the nuances of her femaleness. Her breasts were not large, butwere shaped very full and rounded, with prominent large, dark nipples; Iimagined from this that they would be much larger when she was older, likeour mother’s were. She was slim, but already had the narrow waist andswelling hips of a woman, developed early for her age. She had a flat belly,subtly curving down to a cutely protruding mound above her pussy, which waslightly covered in a downy patch of dark, soft curls; and the lips of hertreasure, which she had begun to absentmindedly stroke lightly with herfingertips as she recounted to me the story of her initiation into sex, wereswollen pink and puffy (no doubt from the as yet unrequited excitement ofjacking me off); slightly spread, with the reddish folds of her inner lipsand the swollen tongue of flesh hiding her clit projecting from them.I asked her if I could feel her breasts; in answer she reached out and tookmy hand, guiding it to her chest, and placing it cupping the breast nearestme. I was enthralled with its soft, silky warmth, and gently squoze it,sliding my palm over its smoothness, her big nipple rubbing over my palm;Cathy’s eyes drifted half-closed, and she gave a little sigh, encouraging meto continue. Putting her own hand on her other tit, she demonstrated for mehow to tickle and pull on the nipple, and massage and stroke the roundedcurve of the flesh, which I tried as I watched her. Her nipples swelled andstiffened, growing quite large, as we worked on them; she told me how goodit felt, and that she could get very close to orgasm just by that; and thatshe and Liz liked to just do each other’s tits until they each couldn’tstand it, only then finishing each other off quickly by fingering eachother’s pussy.After a few minutes, she pushed with her free hand on my arm, urging it tomove downward from her chest across her belly; I stopped over her curls,running my fingers through them. They were downy-soft; clearly they were afairly recent growth. I continued sliding my hand down her mound, my fingersmoving down over the top of her slit, rubbing gently over her lips, bumpingagainst the protrusion of her clit, sliding down over the moist folds offlesh sticking out from between her swollen lips, to cup her entire cuntsoftly against my fingers; she moaned softly, spreading her legs a littlemore, and pushing her pussy up against my hand slightly. She had continuedto pull at her nipple as I felt down to her cunt, and continued myexploration.I slid my hand back up along her pussy, allowing my middle finger to slipbetween the lips, dragging it very slowly upwards over the smooth, wet,silky flesh it found inside; first down into the deeper depression aroundher hole that I had explored last night, then sliding up along theincreasingly shallow furrow, slick with juice, finally bumping up over themound of her clit, at which point she let out a soft, pleading moan, andpushed her hips forward slightly again. I continued slowly dragging thewhole length of my finger over her clit until I cleared it at the top of herslit, then I reversed my direction, lightly repeating the journey I had justmade until my hand again was completely lightly cupping her pussy. Icouldn’t believe I was actually feeling a girls cunt! I asked her if it feltgood, and she breathed, “oh, yes!”; I asked her if what I was doing wouldmake her come, and she said, “don’t stop, and you won’t have to wait verylong to find out”.She was now lying back with her eyes closed, completely relaxed, breathingheavily, her legs spread, her one hand still playing absently with her tit,the other lying forgotten resting against my hip; completely absorbed ingetting masturbated. I was feeling very turned on by the relaxed, totallyintimate sexuality of the situation, the openness with which she was lettingme explore her most private parts; my cock, which had been reposing along mythigh where it had fallen as it had deflated, again began swelling, risingfrom its resting place, and slowly pointing up again toward the ceiling. Inthe slow gyration over my belly that it made as it swelled, it grazed herhand, and as she felt it she reached out, feeling for it, and grasped it.The sensation of her small hand on my shaft accelerated its swelling,quickly raising it to its full size sticking up over my belly.We laid back side by side, our arms crossed, each of us with a hand on theother’s genitals, slowly masturbating each other. It seemed like time hadstopped; the only sounds in the room for this indeterminable interlude wasour slow, heavy breathing, the slick, sticky sounds made by my fingers inher now dripping slit, Escort and the fleshy, kissing sounds my erection made asshe slowly jacked me off. It was heaven. I was watching us do each other,when Cathy let her eyes drift partially open, and turned her head slightlytowards me, and our eyes met; the mutual surrender to our lust that we eachsaw in the other’s eyes was magnetic, and we held each other’s gaze steadilyas we continued our mutual masturbation.Her pussy lips were swollen wide open now, and my movements had evolved to aperiod of slow, light rubbing around her clit, then a journey down to ticklearound her hole, drawing more juice from there back to work around her clitagain. She was guiding me somewhat with slight movements of her hips, as Iwas with her jacking, and she began to encourage me to push my finger moreinto her hole on each trip. It wouldn’t fit easily, and I was afraid ofhurting her, but her pushing was insistent; so I was getting my middlefinger about halfway into her, and moving it partially in and out severaltimes each pass. She was panting slightly now, her mouth relaxed open, and she seemed to besinking farther into her sex-trance. I could see her heart pounding in thethrobbing of the veins in her neck, and her eyes were rolling back slightlyunder her eyelids. I was also panting; I felt so hot; the thrill of makingher so sexually aroused, and her haphazard jacking on my hardon, weresending me over the top. Suddenly she whispered hoarsely, “leave your fingerin, and rub me with your thumb at the same time”. I did so, and almost atonce, she closed her eyes and started quietly sighing “ah, ah”; I felt herwhole body tensing, and suddenly her pussy clamped down hard on mypenetrating finger. It gripped me tightly for a second, then released,tightening and releasing spasmodically over and over as she came. As thepulsing in her pussy started winding down, I felt my own orgasm approaching;as she felt my dick swelling to its maximum, she opened her eyes in time tosee the first throb of my erection as it came. We watched a thick stream ofsemen flow from the head of my dick, down over her fingers, then dripping topool in my navel; since I had recently come it didn’t shoot, but its streamdid thicken with each throb of my penis.We lay there exhausted for several minutes, until Cathy quietly said to me,”It never felt so good before- I love doing this with you; and watching yourbig thing come makes me so hot!” I told her that it was the same with me;I’d never had such a big come as she gave me today, and that she was verygood at jacking off boys. I picked up the already soaked towel from earlierand started to wipe myself up, as she asked me playfully if we could haveanother lesson soon…3.Over the next week Cathy jacked me off daily, sometimes twice a day; sheoften let me do her too, but her joy seemed to be to feel my rock-harderection twitching and throbbing involuntarily in her little hands as shedid me, finally getting to feel it pulse spasmodically as the semenforcefully squirted through it as she brought me to orgasm. I was incrediblyhappy that she wanted to go further into the sexual exploration we hadbegun; and as much as I enjoyed doing her, the fact that she particularlyseemed to enjoy making me come was, needless to say, great with me.She took command of out sessions, experimenting with every aspect ofhandjobs- she began posing me in different positions to do me, and tookgreat pleasure in watching her handiwork from different angles. I went alongwith her inventiveness; never before had I come so hard as I did daily inher hands, and I was eager to accommodate whatever it would take to increaseher enjoyment of our forbidden activities.That week began the next morning after our double session in the livingroom; she suggested we go outdoors. She led me into a copse of trees over bythe back corner of the house, nervously looking around to assess ourvisibility to any neighbors, and when we were well within the little woodsshe asked me, with a contrived casualness, “Can you come standing up?”Excited by her forwardness, I felt a swelling in my pants; I told her ofcourse, in fact that’s how I started jacking off with my friend Greg, in thewoods behind our little pond after we would swim. We would sneak off intothe woods, pull our trunks down, and watch each other do it, telling eachother our various erotic fantasies we hoped to enact when we were “older”.She told me to lower my pants enough so that “my thing” would be stickingout, and as I undid my belt she stood next to me on my right, rubbingshoulders with my arm, facing in towards my front, eagerly watching myactions. I slid my jeans down a bit, revealing the tent my swelling cock wasraising in my underwear; and as she looked on appraisingly, I slid them downto where my jeans were bunched at mid-thigh. As the elastic waistband slidover my protruding cock it caught briefly on the thick rim of its head, thenreleasing it to spring up bouncing to its full erect length as I pushed themdown my thighs.I heard Cathy suck in her breath as she saw it; she impulsively reached outher right hand and grasped it around the base, squeezing it firmly. I wassurprised by the strength of her grasp, and felt a hot burning in myerection as her pressure powerfully forced blood into its head-end,distending it even further. It was amazing to see how swollen it became,larger than I had ever seen it, the veins curling along its shaft distendedthickly, the head stretched bright red, shiny and huge, its whole shaftdistended and deep red as it became further engorged with blood.She exclaimed “Wow!”, slowly releasing her pressure, the supernormalswelling subsiding as my hardon shrank slightly to its normal erect size.”Did that hurt you? Did I squeeze too hard?” I told her that it didn’treally hurt, but that the extra swelling actually felt great. She repeatedher squeezing, then slowly releasing, several more times, and we noticedthat after a few cycles the abnormal swelling stayed somewhat, my normallybig erection red and swollen to a new larger size. “Look at how big it is!”she muttered in wonder, as she started to pull its loose skin up along theshaft to bunch below the head with a looser pressure, starting to jack meoff. (This new trick she had discovered to stretch me out even larger became herstandard technique for starting to jack me off over the next few weeks. Wenoticed that my normal hard size seemed to be increasing slightly under thisregimen, so she worked the time up until she did me like this for about fiveminutes at the start of each session; and after a few weeks of this, myerection was noticeably thicker than before… but I’m getting ahead of thestory.)She continued to steadily work on my hardon, chatting occasionally aboutsome aspect of my equipment and the way it worked as she would notice it-this was after all only our third “date”, and it was still all quite new toher. After a few minutes of her steady handjob, a drop of clear fluidappeared on the tip of my dick, quickly turning into a slow flow thatstarted oozing down the front of its head, suddenly getting caught up by herhand jacking me and dragged in a string down my shaft, where her slowpumping started spreading it with a sticky wet sound all along the shaft ina shiny film. “I’m learning this can be messy work!”, she purred.I was incredibly turned on; my cock was burning as it was stretched out sofull, twitching involuntarily, rock-hard; I felt dizzy, and it was becominghard to stay standing under the pull of the intense orgasm that was slowlybuilding in me under her excruciating handjob. I had encouraged her to jackme very slowly, but very steadily, which had an inexorably intense effect,making me want to come but not really pushing me over the edge, so theorgasm that was slowly building in my balls felt huge.She asked me if I could spread my legs a bit, standing there with my pantsbunched at mid thigh; I complied, and she reached her left hand aroundbehind me and through my open legs, and started fondling my ballsack frombehind while she continued to do me with her other hand.It felt incredible, a complete overload of stimulation; I felt that familiartingling in my arms and legs, building and converging on my crotch; my sightgrew dim, and I felt a huge surge of fluids churning in my groin; and as aflash of light went off in my head, my erection tightened and I felt a hugesurge of cream rushing through my shaft, shooting out in a long arc onto theleaves two feet in front of me as we watched, followed by another andanother. Cathy was relishing my powerful orgasm, watching with an intenselust burning in her eyes as my huge erection pulsed spastically in her handsagain and again, streams of thick semen at first spurting, then flowing in apulsing stream, down to pool on the ground.I felt weak in the knees, and almost staggered backwards as my orgasm slowlysubsided; Cathy leaned into me to steady me until I again caught my balance.She milked the last few drops of come through my detumescing hardon withseveral long, squeezing pulls, and gently released it as it settled onceagain to rest hanging over my balls. “Wow, that was a big one!” she said,still breathing hard, as she helped me in pulling up my pants.I turned a bit to face her sideways, and reached and slipped my handexperimentally down inside the elastic waistband of the tartan skirt she waswearing, watching carefully for what her reaction would be; and as myfingers entered the waistband of her soft panties and my palm slipped downto cup the puffy hillock of her genitals, was encouraged to proceed with myexploration by her spreading her legs slightly as she stood there, to allowme better access between her legs. Her eyes were still glazed over in lustas they had become since watching her own handiwork push me over the edge oforgasm, and she distractedly encouraged me to continue my work her betweenher legs with subtle wiggles of her hips while she talked excitedly, askingme all about my previous masturbatory experiences with my friend.I had started to slide my fingertips slowly up and down the inside of herslit and up over the soft down covering her lips and her mound, exploringand lightly feeling the now-moist folds of her pussy, while I answered herquestions abut my jack-off buddy. I told her his name was Greg, and he hadbeen a friend of mine as long as I could remember; how in the summer of myf******nth year we had admitted to each other that we jacked off, and as wewere swimming in the pond down back, we went in the woods and did it whilewe talked to each other- I guess we had gotten turned on at our talk. Thatfirst time we had hidden from each other’s view behind the trees, but it wasso hot to talk to a friend while we were doing it that we started doing itdaily together.Cathy was now standing listening to my story with her eyes closed, pushingher hips slightly back and forth against my hand as I fingered her. Istarted to try and slip my other hand also down inside the front of herskirt, but as soon as she felt my attempt she helped me by slipping herthumbs in the side of the waistband and sliding her skirt down to her midthigh, as my pants had been while she did me. I continued my story throughour maneuvering, and she never opened her eyes, resuming the slow gyrationsof her hips once her skirt was down. I left her panties on, reaching thefingers of my second hand up through the elastic of one of the leg-openings,starting to slowly finger the opening of her vagina with my middle fingerwhile I continued to softly jack her off with my other hand from above.As I continued doing her, I told her how the second time Greg and I hadjerked off together we got up the nerve to watch each other doing it. Weboth thought it was very hot watching each other, and each had a big come,at almost the same time. It was amazing seeing someone else coming, veryhot. We started doing it almost every day together, and after a few weeks,curiosity led us to feel each others hardons; and one thing leading toanother, we took turns jacking each other off. We discovered that it feltincredible, much better when someone else did it to you than when you did ityourself, and started doing each other every day, sometimes twice daily.I now had my finger in her up to its second joint; she was very wet, and Iwas working it in and out of her cunt slowly, bending and twisting it tostimulate all around inside her, while with my other hand I jacked her clit.As I had been telling her my story, she had interrupted me a few timesurgently, interjecting whispered directions about how I should be doing herbetween my sentences, which I had complied with even as I kept on talking. Icould tell that hearing about my sexual explorations, particularly sincethey were of an even more forbidden nature than what we were doing now, wasadding to the arousal that my masturbating her pussy was giving her.She was now thrusting her hips in time with my motions, pushing my fingerdeep inside her; she was panting, eyes closed, her mouth opened and her headfalling slightly back. She managed to say hoarsely “I’d really love to watchyou two doing each other…”, her voice trailing off in her lust-trance,then suddenly almost barking “Oh!… Oh!”, as I felt her cunt clamp down onmy finger, hard, again and again, as she came. She grabbed my hand andpressed it hard into her clit, and I kept jacking her as she came, my otherfinger buried in her soaking, violently contracting cunt; she gave a littlewhimper with each orgasmic contraction, each slightly diminishing instrength after the first three or four, until finally only random, flutterypulses gripped my finger more gently. She urged me with her movements tokeep doing her until even those small after-throbs had ceased, then, hereyes drifting open, a lax smile on her lips, she hugged my hand to herbelly, and looked into my eyes.I had stopped telling my story when I noticed she had started coming,concentrating on enjoying the feeling of her climaxing pussy throbbing in myhands; now we stood there, basking in the warm feeling of intimatesatisfaction that sharing an orgasm brought. I carefully slipped my fingerout of her pussy, and as we looked down, noticed the urgent bulge tenting mypants that the excitement of masturbating her had raised; patting it, sheasked,”Are you ready for some more already?” Moving her hand away, I toldher that I’d rather wait until later, and she agreed, saying she wanted meto build up as much come-juice as I could; she loved “watching me squirt allover”. As she reached to pull up her skirt she noticed how soaked my handjobhad made her panties, and she said “What a mess! Next time we better takethem all the way off!”.Next time; at those words, I felt a renewed surge of warmth surging in mygroin…4.The next day she did me twice, first in the morning lying on my back on thefloor, while she knelt between my spread legs, thoroughly exploring mycrotch while she did me, resulting in another huge come; then that night shecame into my room after bedtime and jacked me off again standing in front ofher, while she sat on the edge of my bed. She said how much she enjoyedwatching my dick getting so hot and coming so close to her face, where shecould study it thoroughly. My orgasm that time surprised her, so the firstshot almost hit her square in the mouth before she could lean back and pullher face out of the line of fire. After I was all done she tentatively stuckout her tongue, and touched its tip to the spurt of come on her cheek,wondering what it tasted like. Apparently finding it not too bad, she wipedthe spurt off her cheek with a finger and tasted it again, this time morethoroughly; looking thoughtful as she explored the sensation of come in hermouth, she then looked up at me with a playful smile, and said “maybe I’llmake you come with my mouth one of these days”.That evening she let me do her afterwards, and after I made her comethoroughly while lying back on my bed, I withdrew my finger from deep insideher cunt and put it in my mouth, sharing the exploration of each other’sflavor with her; and finding it not bad, I told her I’d be glad to try doingher with my mouth whenever she liked, and we could see how it was.Our time together was wonderful; when we weren’t making each other come, wewere getting to know each other in a relaxed, accepting way, renewing ouracquaintance more and more from our c***dhood together. She was wonderful;cute, intelligent, funny, curious, irreverent, and the sex we were sharinggave us a relaxed intimacy that made it easy to open to each other. I thinkI would have fallen “in love” with her, except that the fact that she was mysister enabled me to love her in a more relaxed, less obsessive way thanromantic love might allow.She kept coming back to how she would love to see Greg and I masturbatingtogether. I was reluctant to consider this, maybe partly out of jealousy atsharing Cathy with anyone sexually in any sense, but more because I wasembarrassed about jacking off another male; doing it had been great, atleast before I became “involved” with Cathy, and talking about it with herwas nasty fun, but the thought of actually doing it in front of her seemedto bother me.But the next day, after she had done her usual preliminary stretchingsqueezes on my cock and was in the home stretch of jacking me off in frontof her (she was again sitting on my bed with me standing in front of her,stroking my erection with both hands; she had her blouse off, and was goingto make me come on her breasts), noticing I was approaching orgasm, shesuddenly stopped moving her hands and just held my throbbing hardon, sayingthat she wouldn’t finish me until I would promise to “put on a show” for herwith Greg. I gasped that that wasn’t fair, but she stayed still, saying”Promise!”. Of course I did: she started up again, and almost immediately Ihad a huge come, squirting thick ropes of semen all across her breasts asshe watched smiling in triumph at both the massive orgasm she brought me to,and my succumbing to her strategy.She held me to it, reminding me later of my promise, so that night Ireluctantly called Greg and arranged to have him come over the next day. Inthe midst of a mundane conversation I suggested casually that he not jackoff that night, so he knew what we would be up to. Greg didn’t know thatCathy was living there, I didn’t tell him about her; we had conspired thatwe would arrange a way for her to watch us at it in hiding, and only I wouldknow we were being watched. Later that evening we set the stage for our”show”, putting a chair in the closet of the spare room, and checking thatshe could sit in it with the light off and the closet door opened a crack,and get a good view of the twin beds that were in that room, while notbeing seen herself. After a few trial runs repositioning the chair to justthe right angle, me lying on the bed as a model, we were content that itwould work.That night and the next morning I grew more and more apprehensive about it-letting myself be seen by another person, a girl, being jacked off byanother guy, and worse still, doing the same to him; it felt extremelyembarrassing; yet at the same time strangely exciting. Cathy’s eagerness tosee it lessened, but did not remove, my apprehension. We decided to hold offon any sex from once we had arranged it, so that I would build up a biggerload; Cathy seemed fascinated with how much sperm I produced, and alwayswanted to get as much as possible out of me.As the time approached for Greg to arrive I was in a turmoil of conflictingemotions; but when the bell rang and Cathy snuck off to her hiding place inthe closet, as I went to answer the door, a freeing sense of inevitabilitycame over me, and I opened the door contented, and even excited, at what Iknew was to come. After we chatted a bit in the kitchen and had a soda, Isuggested we go up to the spare room and kick back. He knew what that meant,and agreed eagerly.We entered the spare room and locked the door. Even though my Dad was atwork, we had the sense that what we were doing was so taboo that paranoiawas in order. I saw the closet door was open a crack, and knew Cathy was inposition, watching eagerly; that knowledge was suddenly extremely excitingto me. I nonchalantly maneuvered us so that we were standing in her field ofview facing the closet, and started to take my pants and underwear off, Gregfollowing suit.We were both already hard with the anticipation of what was to come, and Ilooked at us appraisingly, as I imagined Cathy must be doing also. My tall,moderately athletic frame was a good match for the thick, swollen hardonprojecting prominently from beneath my shirt, and Greg’s slighter build alsowent well with his cock- it was almost as long as mine, but not nearly sothick, its slimness making it look longer than it was by proportion.He said, “Well, who’s going to go first?”. I suggested that we do him first;I was eager to get that possible humiliation in Cathy’s eyes over with assoon as possible, and also after I come my doubts about the taboos we’reviolating bother me more- I’d just as soon keep up the eagerness my lustgenerated in me.He layed down on his back on the bed nearest the closet, just a few feetfrom Cathy’s gaze, and I knelt on the floor next to the bed, being carefulto position myself so that Cathy would have the best possible view. Hiserection was fully swollen, straining straight upwards; I imagined how wemust look to Cathy, me kneeling as if in worship at the altar of the sacredcock, both of our prominent projecting hardons reinforcing that image. Wewere both rock-hard from pavlovian conditioning, the memory of the intenseorgasms we had learned to consistently give each other giving rise in ourbodies to the anticipation of another toe-curling come.He gave his erection a few preparatory strokes; and as I reached for it Ifelt an extra wave of excitement wash over me, the secret knowledge that wewere being watched greatly intensifying the sexy nastiness I always feltwhen Greg and I got together to do each other. The swollen head of my hardonwas already dripping cream at the thought of the tableau we were presenting,and we hadn’t even started yet.I took hold of his cock, and started with a series of the swelling squeezesthat Cathy had discovered; I told him it was a trick I had stumbled on, and,as we watched, after getting reassurance that it wasn’t hurting him to besqueezed so hard, we marveled at the increased girth of his cock; especiallyits head, which was now a stretched, shiny purple, under the pressure of allthe additional blood I was forcing into it. He was sighing under his breathat the intense pleasure of feeling so stretched out; and after a few minutesof this technique his erection was swollen to new heights.I started jacking him off slowly, pulling the loose skin of his shaft inlong strokes from its base, up over the rim of its head and back down allthe way to the light shock of hair at its base, telling him to let me knowbefore he got too close to coming, so I could stop and let him recover a bitbefore I started up again, to work up a really huge load. He had a stupidsmile on his face at the prospect, and his eyes were drifting half-closed asthe familiar sensation of getting jacked off took possession of his senses.I imagined Cathy watching his large balls riding up and down with eachstroke.I worked on him steadily. After a few minutes a drop of cream appeared onthe tip of his upright cock, which quickly increased and started to trickledown toward the rim. Seeing it I paused in my jacking him, and caught thethick fluid along the inside of my thumb, smearing it all around the rim ofhis cock-head (theatrically for Cathy’s benefit), then resumed my slow,steady jacking, producing a sticky sound each time my hand hit the now-slicktip. He half-groaned, half-sighed in pleasure, and after only a few moreminutes, the shiny film of fluid on the head being constantly replenished,he warned me that he was about to come.I quickly took my hand away from his erection so as not to accidentally pushhim over the edge. His rod stuck out stiffly, bouncing strongly with hisheartbeat, which was pumping fast; he was breathing heavily, and as wewatched a fresh pulse of cream oozed from out of his cock-head. Afterseveral seconds he sighed deeply, and said he was passing the danger point;I asked him if I could start in again, and he nodded.Now I formed my thumb and first finger into a circle, and started to rubfairly quickly lightly up and down just over the rim of his cockhead, maybea quarter-inch or so above and below it. I knew this produced an intense,burning stimulation that would make him hotter and hotter, but wouldn’t makehim come; eventually it would, but then he would really explode.As I kept this up he started breathing faster, almost panting; he wascreaming thickly now, in pulses, which my quick, light jacking was whippinginto a white froth that was building up around the top of his shaft. Hiscock was swollen rock-hard, a bright red from all the stimulation it wasreceiving, and he was sighing under his breath on each out-breath. Afterseveral more minutes of this I could see his balls start to rise as he onceagain approached orgasm, and I again quickly took my hand away.This time his dick went into several irregular spasms of a half-orgasm, thestream of thick fluid oozing from its tip thickening on each pulse, but Ihad pulled my hand away in time, and he didn’t go quite over the top. He waspanting, and his legs gave several involuntary twitches; and after maybe aminute, we decided it was safe to start in again.I was really giving Cathy a show; I had decided to pull out all the stops totry to really turn her on watching us, and also there was a slightcompetitive edge; I wanted to raise the bar on what her idea of a greathandjob could be, so I was pouring it on.I almost brought Greg to orgasm three more times, stopping each time just atthe brink. I kept up the same technique, just tickling the rim of hiscock-head. I knew it would be getting somewhat numb and irritated, making iteven harder, but more urgent, for him to come. His body was covered in ashiny film of sweat; he was panting, his eyes rolled back; his limbs weretwitching irregularly, and his erection was purple, and covered in frothycream.After he passed the danger point the fifth time, I went back to doing himwith a full stroke over the entire length of his shaft; but he was now sowet that I could glide my hand smoothly along the surface of his skin. Iknew this would make him come soon, but I jacked him ultra-slowly to prolongthe inevitable a bit longer. He groaned as he felt my full hand gliding overhis throbbing erection, knowing that release was just around the corner.Very suddenly, without any warning, his cock started violently pulsing; thefirst three spastic throbs were dry, and very close together; then on thefourth pulse, a jet of come shot forth from his cock like I’d never seen; Itwent up over his head and hit the headboard! It was followed by two moresuper-strong jets that flew over his chest, then settled down into a seriesof more normal sized spurts that kept coming in an ever diminishing series,pooling on his belly.I couldn’t believe how long he kept coming. After maybe eleven spurts hecouldn’t shoot anymore, but his dick kept throbbing, a stream of comepulsing in a diminishing flow down over my hand. He had let out a yell onthat first shot, and and moaned “Oh, oh, oh..” with each throb throughoutthe entire incredible explosion.His erection finally stopped pulsing and slowly began to shrink in my hand.Greg’s eyes drifted open dazedly, and we surveyed the results; his chest wasstreaked with ropes of semen, and there was a large elongated pool of comefrom his navel to the base of his cock. There was a large wet spot on thecarpet between my legs where I was kneeling under the end of where mystill-raging erection was hanging, a sticky string of pre-come trailing frommy cock-head to the puddle. “Wow, man, you out did yourself! That wasincredible!”, he said, starting to wipe himself up with one of the towels Ihad put out for the occasion; then, smiling at the sight of my angrilyswollen cock, added “And I can see you’re ready for payback”.We traded places, he kneeling by the side of the bed, and I laying back, mylarge erection jutting from my midsection eagerly. He of course didn’t knowabout Cathy watching from the closet, so although the position he tookwasn’t optimum for her viewing, still I thought it would be adequate, and Iwinked over in her direction as Greg grasped my stretched, stiff cock.The feeling of his hand on my burning cock was heaven; although Cathy’ssmall hand felt much nastier on my big hardon, just the feeling of lettinggo and relaxing into the experience of someone else working to make me comewas paradise. I suggested he try the stretching squeeze I had used on him,and he got the hang of it quickly, commenting on how much bigger my alreadylarge member swelled under the pressure. “It’s cool that you’re bigger thanme”, he said, “It’s a turn-on feeling such a big one in my hand- and look atit now!”he added, in the midst of a particularly strong squeeze. It feltalmost painful, his hard squeezing and the forced stretching out of the skinas it swelled under unusual pressure, but also felt extremely erotic andsensitive to be so swollen.He started jacking me off slowly, using both hands moving in unison, onenear the base of my shaft and the other above it. I was already very wetfrom the excitement of doing him, and his previous squeezing had squoze outa stream of cream each time; so my erection was shiny with pre-come beforehe even started jacking it off, and his motions were producing a wet,slurping sound from the start, more cream flowing out with each stroke.The knowledge that Cathy was watching me eagerly submit to this forbiddensexual indulgence, willingly having my huge erection pumped by a male,working to have as large an orgasm as possible, all under her surreptitious,eager gaze, was incredibly erotic and nasty. I was panting uncontrollablywithin a few minutes; I wanted to hold out as long as possible for Cathy’sbenefit, but my cock was already starting to twitch randomly as my orgasmwas building up, and I could feel that tingling feeling starting to possessmy extremities, slowly building toward my groin.And then, with an uncontrollable suddenness my hardon slammed into its firstorgasmic contraction as lightning exploded in my head; I felt a massivevolume of come surging through my cock, as if someone had suddenly turned agarden hose on full blast; and a thick rope of semen jetted out in a higharc over my belly, landing on my neck and along my chest, followed byanother and another, in a seemingly endless succession- I was swallowed inecstasy, completely lost in the warm, enveloping universe of orgasm,timelessly suspended in the bliss of the massive flow of semen pulsingthrough my cock, over and over again…Eventually I came to myself and felt my eyes drift open, as Greg wasreleasing my slowly sagging organ. My chest and belly, and his hand, weredrenched in come; I reached out for a towel, sighing deeply at the release Ifelt, strongly multiplied by the knowledge of its having been witnessed bymy sister. I was excitedly looking forward to talking with her later aboutit, and to find out how she enjoyed the spectacle. With that anticipation inmind, and my enthusiasm for the encounter with Greg drained along with mysemen, I allowed his visit to wind down to an end as smoothly as I couldmanage.5. It turned out to be a while before I got to talk to her about what she hadwitnessed; our dad got home just as Greg was leaving, and insisted on takingus out for burgers and a movie, trying to manufacture quality family time asbest he could. So by the time we got home and had dispensed with theparental visiting, it was time to head up to bed; but on the stairs Cathysaid to me quietly, “I’ll come in later; I can’t wait to tell you how yourŒshow’ was for me!”.I rushed through my nightime routine and turned in, eagerly anticipating hervisit; and a while after I had drifted off into my thoughts, I heard my doorquietly open, and, opening my eyes, saw Cathy come over and climb into bed,cuddling next to me, her head on my shoulder, her arm reaching across mychest, as I lay there on my back. “Are you still awake?” she whispered nearmy ear, and hearing my assent, continued “That was incredible thisafternoon! I got so hot watching you I had to finger myself while I watched,and I came four times before you finally did!”She had reached her hand down the waistband of my pajama bottoms while shewas talking, and, grasping my rapidly swelling cock, started to slowlystroke it as she spoke. “It was so hot watching you do each other. For somereason it was particularly nasty- I think it was the nastiest thing I’veever seen.” She told me how she had been excited going in to hide in thecloset, and then when we had come into the room it didn’t seem like much atfirst, until when we pulled down our pants and she saw our erections, all ofa sudden she had a incredible flush of eroticism, and she had to put herhand in her pants right away; just seeing our hardons she almost came, andshe said she actually did just a minute later when she saw me start doinghim.As she was telling me all this she was slowly jerking my dick off, and nowfeeling how big it was getting, without interrupting her story she pushed mypajama bottoms down my thighs and pulled down the sheets until they wereclear of my genitals, as she continued to jack me off while we talked, so Iwouldn’t get any come on my sheets.She told me she was amazed to see how well I did him, drawing it out,stopping and starting in again to make him last as long, and come as hard,as possible. She had her second orgasm the first time I started back inafter our first pause; she said it was just so nasty seeing me working onhim; then her third come was just when he finally exploded; she said shekept coming and coming as long as he did.Hearing her excitement as she talked about it, and the exquisite sensationof her warm hand slowly pumping my dick, was bringing me close to the edge.”I’d never seen so much come! You really made him explode! And then when youswitched, and he started in on you, I could tell you were so hot that youwouldn’t last long. I’ve never seen your hardon so swollen! It was so big!”She said that she came again just before I did, and again was amazed at howhard he made me come.I felt the delicious warmth of the juices pooling in my balls as she slowlyjacked me off while she was talking, then as she described our simultaneousorgasms of that afternoon, I started to come; as she felt my shaftthrobbing in orgasm she purred “mmmmm…”. It wasn’t nearly as spectacularas what she witnessed that afternoon, but the warmth of her body by my sideand her head on my shoulder, as the semen ran down my shaft and over herhand to pool on my belly, made it even better than that explosion.We both drifted off to sleep, and sometime in the night she tiptoed quietlyback to her room, so that our father wouldn’t stumble upon our secret.We spent the next morning doing housework while Dad was off at work. We madegames of the chores we were doing, and there was constant laughter andteasing. Then, after a lunch of ham sandwiches, Cathy suddenly looked up atme with that playful twinkle in her eyes I had learned meant that she wasfeeling sexy, and said, “Let’s go in the living room. I have an idea I wantto try out.”She led the way into the living room, and, standing facing me in front ofthe sofa, started to undo my belt. As she continued to undo my pants, shelooked up and smiled mysteriously up at me, a knowing twinkle in her eyes; Ifelt my cock swelling in anticipation of whatever she had in mind.After she got my belt undone, the snap of my jeans opened, and my zipperdown, she sat down on the sofa. She then reached forward and guided my pantsdown my thighs, revealing the distended tent my swelling erection was makingin my briefs, the outline of its head clearly visible, pointing downwards ata rakish angle. She slipped her fingers under the waistband, and slowlypulled my underwear down, revealing the length of my hardon inch by inch,until finally it sprang free, bouncing up, pointing right at her face, rockhard.Her eyes never left it as she encircled its base with the thumb andforefinger of her right hand, while starting to gently tug on my scrotumwith her left. Squeezing my shaft tightly, she slowly drew her right handforward along it, watching intently as my cock-head swelled under thepressure she was exerting; then releasing her squeezing, gliding back to thebase, then another strong squeezing pull, with even more swelling than thefirst time. She did me like this for maybe fifteen pulls, then removed herhand, admiring her handiwork; the head of my erection, bobbing a few inchesin front of her Escort Bayan face, was now inflated to a smooth, shiny bulb, a deep angryred from the blood engorging it, big as a small plum, as large as I had everseen it.Cathy looked up at me with a twinkle in her eye and said enigmatically,”Well, it looks like you’re ready”; and then, steadying its bouncing lengthwith her thumb and fingers at its base, she leaned forward, parting herlips, and slipped the head of my dick into her mouth.Or rather, tried to. She got about two-thirds of it into her open mouth andtried to get her lips over its rim, but her mouth wouldn’t open far enough.After trying for a few seconds, she withdrew it from her lips, giving it asucking kiss as it emerged, thoughtfull saying “wow!”; and did several mouthexercises, stretching her mouth around as far as she could while opening andclosing it. She then worked up some saliva in her closed mouth for a momentand licked her lips several times, all the while eyeing her challenge; thenleaning forward again, she took it between her lips and, sucking, succeededin fitting its rim in her widly stretched mouth, her lips coming to rest onthe shaft just beyond the rim.My god, the way that felt! I almost came right then; the warm, wet silkyhaven of her mouth, coupled with the extremely nasty sight of my bigerection protruding from her face was intensely erotic; but I managed tohold on, accustoming myself somewhat to the sensations while Cathy got usedto the punishing stretching my dick was inflicting on her mouth. Seeing itup against her face, watching her petite mouth grappling with trying to fitaround it, really showed me how big my hardon was- of course I took its sizefor granted as normal; but seeing it in this context, it looked huge and outof proportion to her face.She moved her head back, slowly squeezing my cock-head out of her mouth inanother wet kiss, again stretched her lips around a bit, and then again tookme into her mouth, getting her lips well onto the shaft this time. Shestarted trying to move her head back and forth a bit, pulling her lips backover the rim of my head but still keeping the tip in her mouth, then slidingher lips back over the rim to the shaft, as if I was fucking her mouth, atleast with the first quarter of my cock.I can’t describe how good this felt; I was holding back my orgasm as hard asI could, but still felt like I was about to lose it. My erection was swollenrock-hard under cathy’s stimulation, and watching it silding in and outbetween her lips added to my excitement tremendously.She pulled it out of her mouth again, trailing a string of cream from itstip to her lips, and started temporarily jacking it with her hand, while sheasked me how what she was doing felt, if it was ok. I told her that it wasincredible, I couldn’t beleive how good it felt, how I was already on theedge of coming, trying to hold myself back; but I was worried about comingin her mouth. She said “No, I want you to; don’t worry!”. She told me not tohold back, since she wasn’t used to how big I was in her mouth, and she washaving to stretch her mouth a lot.She licked her lips again and sucked me back into her mouth, getting it inpast the head again, and resumed pumping it in and out over the rim. It feltincredible; I watched her pumping me in and out of her mouth, my shaftshining with her saliva, when after only a minute or so I felt the comepooling in my balls, and whispered urgently to Cathy that I was about tocome. She responded by grabbing both my ass-cheeks with her hands, as if tohold me in her mouth, while she continued pumping her mouth on my dick; butshe pulled me out slightly and decreased the length of her sucking strokes,as if readying herself for the flood of semen that she anticipated soon tobe flooding her mouth.I felt the familiar dizzieness descending on me as my limbs grew paralyzed,and my knees grew weak; the familiar electric tingling spreading from myextremities in toward my crotch, as the fluids began to surge in my groin;and as I felt my hardon swelling further, a flash of light went off in myhead, and my erection began to pulse spasmodically as a heavy flow of semensurged down its shaft.The first spurt of come caught Cathy by surprise, and she gagged, pullingher mouth back so that she was just sucking on the tip of my hardon as if itwas a huge straw. She fought to keep control and continue trying to suck asspurt after spurt of my come filled her mouth, but it was all she could doto try to keep her mouth on my dick, and semen was squirting out around herlips and all over her face as she gasped for air. On top of herinexperience, the huge size of the orgasm her wonderful blowjob had wrungfrom my dick made coping with the situation even harder for her; it felt sogood to be shooting so much come through my cock into her mouth; She had meso turned on, the stream of semen was so thick that I felt as if I waspeeing. She sputtered trying to swallow and clear her mouth as my orgasmslowly subsided; she had pulled my dick out of her mouth, and its last fewspasms sent come dripping in an unsteady stream from its tip down onto thefloor. Cathy was choking, coughing, and laughing all at once; aparently some hadgone up her nose, and she sputtered as she regained control of herself. Asshe settled down, she let go of my cock that she had been holding all thiswhile, and, still laughing, looked up at me, wiping at her lips that weresmeared with come, and exclaimed,”Wow! That was intense! I guess I neverrealized just how hard you come! I thought I was drowning!”. She continuedto clean up, saying that next time she’d know what to expect.Standing there in front of her, I felt completely drained, satisfied, in aglow of wellbeing from the enormous come she had given me- and as I heardthe words “next time”, a nasty twinge welled up through me inanticipation…6.We spent the afternoon in completely non-sexual pursuits. Cathy didn’tmention our experiment with oral sex, and in fact behaved as if nothing ofthe kind had ever taken place, and I didn’t bring it up either, for fear ofjinxing any future developments in that area; so we carried on as a “normal”brother and sister should. After an uneventful evening we turned in. I wasfeeling depressed, fearing that the whole experience of the mouthful of comehad been too much for her, and she might be turned off to any more oralplay, or worse yet, turned off too our sex-play altogether! My negativefantasies were running wild, fed by the lack of communication with Cathy.I was just drifting off to sleep, when I was startled out of my reverie bythe sound of my door opening, and someone coming into the room. “Are youawake?”, I heard Cathy whisper. As I mumbled assent I heard her closing thedoor, noticed the distinct sound of the lock being turned, and felt her siton the bed next to where I was lying. I reached and turned on my bedsidelight, which revealed Cathy in her nightgown, a warm smile on her face, anda twinkle in her eyes.”That was really amazing, this afternoon, don’t you think?” As I heard thesewords my gloom of the evening lifted as if it had never been there. She wasreaching to fold back my covers, turning them down to my mid-thigh, as shewas saying “You really see how hard someone comes when they do it in yourmouth! But now that I know what it’s like, I think I’ll be able to handle itnext time.”She was feeling up the bulge of my crotch through my pajamas; of course, Istarted getting hard right away, and she pulled the waistband of my pajamabottoms down to just below my balls, revealing my swollen erection pointingdue north. She reached and started to absentmindedly fondle my balls as shestudied the fullness of my hardon bobbing there, thinking out loud, “Itreally made my mouth tired holding it open so far, you’re so big! Maybe I’llneed to do some exercises or something… but for now I think I’ll just jackyou off, and when you’re just coming I’ll hold my mouth over your hole, andget to try again to see if I can handle it this time, without having tostrain my mouth. So tell me when you’re about to come.” She looked up at me,smiling mischievously, and added “That is, if you don’t mind.”She grasped the base of my shaft and began slowly rubbing it, as I answeredher, telling her that her letting me come in her mouth was the hottest thingthat I’d ever done, and that was why I came so hard- of course she could dothat with me whenever she wanted! She laughed, continuing to jack me off,telling me how she had thought she had been ready for my orgasm, but how thecome squirted into the back of her mouth so hard that she had gagged, thenstarted coughing, and got some up her nose, until she was afraid she wasgoing to drown! She said that this time she was going to just hold the very tip of mycockhead in her mouth and hold her mouth more closed, so my shots would hither tongue, and not the back of her throat, so she wouldn’t choke, and couldjust try to drink it all as I squirted.I was intensely excited to hear what she had in mind, almost coming at thethought; the sensation of her soft hand milking my swollen rod was alreadyworking its magic, and her description was sending me over the top; so Itried to relax, so I wouldn’t come right then. I was getting pretty wet, andher hand was starting to make slurpy sounds as she slid the loose skin of myerection along its shaft.She added, “And I’ll make you a deal! You have to do me with your mouthafterward, if you want me to go on! Ok?” Of course I was a captive audience,I would have agreed to anything at that point, so I panted my agreement; butthe thought of her coming in my mouth only added to my excitement.She continued to do me in silence, focusing intently on her work; she wasadding extra strokes and caresses to my rod to drive me over the top. I wasso wet now that her hands were gliding over my genitals smoothly on a filmof cream, that was being steadily replenished, flowing down in a steadystream to be spread by her hands.I began to feel that tingling all over my body announcing my impendingorgasm, so I warned Cathy that I was going to come. She leaned over andclamped her lips to the tip of my cockhead in a sucking kiss, and continuedher inspired jacking. I felt the come pooling in my balls, that deliciousdizziness and warmth wash over my whole body, my hardon swelling togranite-hardness, and then suddenly, with a flash of light inside my head,felt the thick fluid surging down my shaft in a massive flow.As the first pulse of come hit her mouth she almost gagged, as the thickstream of semen jetted between her lips, filling her mouth; but she startedswallowing, sucking powerfully, drinking down the rich cocktail that she wasbeing force-fed, as if she was drinking from a huge straw. Each squirt wasso voluminous that I could actually feel the streams of liquid as theysurged through the channel in my shaft and out the tip into her waitingmouth. She found the rhythm of the pulses of my coming erection, suckingstrongly with each jet, then swallowing between them.I was completely overcome with pleasure; the nastiness of her obsession withdrinking all my come was giving me a huge orgasm, and I kept squirting jetafter huge jet of hot come into her mouth. She was managing to swallow allof it this time, only a few small trickles escaping her lips and runningdown her chin. Slowly my orgasm subsided, but Cathy kept sucking my cockhead until everytrace of its orgasmic throbbing had completely stopped, and my red,shiny-wet hardon started slowly softening. Letting it pull away from herlips as it softened, she then looked up at me flushed and smiling, a look oftriumph on her face. “Wow, you come a lot! I feel like I just drank amilkshake! …But, this time, I handled it!” She asked me if it felt good; Itold her how incredible it was, that again she had given me one of thebiggest orgasms I’d ever had; I told her how hot it was to see her drinkingmy come, that it made me keep shooting and shooting!She wiped at the come on her chin, telling me how once she got the hang ofhow big each jet was, and found the rhythm of the throbs, it wasn’t hard tokeep on top of it, and not let her mouth fill up; and that her trick ofusing her tongue to stop the jets from hitting the back of her throat seemedto work well; the only problem was that the first spurt came with outwarning, and was the hardest, so she’d have to learn to anticipate it.As she spoke Cathy was lying back and pulling up her nightgown, exposing hercute thighs and belly, gift wrapped in skimpy white-lace bikini panties; Iknelt on the floor between her spread legs hanging off the side of the bed,as she slid the panties down her petite legs and off her feet. I warned herthat I really wasn’t sure what to do; she replied, “I don’t know, just tryanything, and we’ll see what works. I’m so hot, I’m sure whatever you trywill work fine, as long as you’re touching me there.”I leaned forward tentatively, unsure how to start. I didn’t mind trying it,especially after Cathy’s prodigious performances with her mouth, but thiswas new territory for me, and I didn’t know what to expect.Her legs were spread widely, and at their softly hollow crotch theprojecting, rounded mound of her pussy looked reddish and swollen beneathits crown of downy curls, a heavy film of shiny moisture coating the foldsof her inner lips and clit hood, which were projecting prominently out fromher slightly spread, very puffy outer lips; she appeared to be well aroused,no doubt from having just brought me to such a powerful orgasm in her mouth.I leaned forward, and tentatively gave her pussy lips a kiss over herswollen clit; Cathy’s body jumped involuntarily at the first contact of mymouth with her sensitive organs, and she gasped a quick breath.The feeling of her hot genitals against my lips was exquisite. Encouraged bythe pleasant quality of the sensations I felt and her obvious excitement, Ilicked greedily, flattening my tongue against the bottom of her gash where athick rivulet of her fluids was building. Sticking out my tongue as far as Icould as I drew it up along her slit, it immediately went to its fullextension into the now dripping wet cavern of her cunt, then stronglycaressed the textured, stiff smooth flesh lying deep between her lips aboveher hole; as I moved upward, my tongue reached less and less deeply betweenher lips, until it reached the swollen folds of flesh at the top projectingwell out from her cunt-lips altogether, concealing the prize of her clit.As I hit her clit, she moaned and tightened her calves and the small of herback, thrusting her cunt forward to meet my mouth greedily. Holding mytongue spread wide, I gave her clit a thorough, wet sloppy licking, thenbegan to lick downward, towards the bottom of her slit again where I hadstarted.Her cunt was soaked, both from the fluids that were being copiously producedby her arousal, and my drooling open mouth; my chin and cheeks felt soaked.I continued slowly licking up and down her slit, sticking my tongue into heras far as I could each pass, and licking sloppily around her clit when Iarrived there. It seemed to be working; her legs were tightened, resting onthe tips of her toes, quivering with tension; she was panting, and makingspasmodic shivering pushes forward with her hips as I licked her.The next time I reached it, I started sucking hard on her clit. She criedout “Yes!”, then managed to gasp, “Put your fingers in me!”; I slid twofingers into the now cavernous hollow of her open cunt as I continued tosuck on her clit; suddenly, with no warning, her pussy clamped hard on myhand, then released it, and grabbing it again and again spastically, as shecame, hard.As soon as she started coming Cathy began an eerie high-pitched whining thatI had never heard before- and it continued as she continued to come, andcome. I’d never felt her come like that; her cunt clamped down on my fingerswith each pulse of her orgasm; hard, again and again and again, maybe twentytimes, until her spasms started weakening, finally diminishing intooccasional throbs.When at last it was over, she lay back unmoving, completely spent. Herentire crotch and rear end was completely soaked, as was my face; that anda wet spot on the carpet beneath her crotch made me think that maybe sheactually squirted some fluid when she came this time, like a man does.I lay with my cheek against her belly as she recovered, and we both wallowedin the post-orgasmic glow. “Oh my god,”, she was finally able to whisper,”that was INCREDIBLE! If you’ll do that again I’ll do ANYTHING you want!Jesus, that was amazing… Tomorrow I’ll do you with my mouth all the wayif you’ll do that again!”I felt a hot glow of additional pleasure as I looked forward to whattomorrow might bring…7.The next afternoon, Cathy and I were sitting around the kitchen tablereading magazines. She seemed to be amused at something; she kept smiling toherself, then glancing surreptitiously up at me and back to her magazine,smiling again.The third time she did this, my curiosity piqued, I asked, “What?” Sheblushed deeply, and continued smiling to herself as she read, beforereplying, still looking at the magazine, “I was just thinking how…Œthirsty’… I was getting- I was just wondering if you’re ready to let mehave a… Œdrink’… yet .”At my smiling response we got up, and she led me into the living room,pausing at the hall linen closet to grab a towel, then she sat on the sofa,positioning me to stand in front of her. She spread the towel out on thefloor right beneath where she was sitting. As she opened it, she said “Idon’t know if you noticed, but we made quite a wet spot on your carpet lastnight- if we keep on doing that, Dad’ll notice sooner or later.” She pausedand looked up at me as if assessing me, then looked back down, thinking,then continued. “Sometimes with Liz when she would do me and I would have areally big come, it would get really wet, it seemed like the whole bed wouldbe soaked… I used to be embarrassed about it, because it never happenedwith her… I thought maybe there was something wrong with me- but it onlyhappens when it’s really good, so that can’t be bad, can it? But anyway webetter take precautions… because YOU’RE going to do ME with your mouthagain after I’m done with you, and if it’s as good as last night again,there might be a flood!”As she spoke the last sentence she undid my belt, and started sliding mypants down. Of course I was already fully erect, my hardon straining againstmy underwear. Cathy deftly slid that down, allowing my swollen erection tospring free, hanging inches in front of her face. She paused and looked upat me, and, taking advantage of my readiness, asked “So, do we have a deal?Will you do me with your mouth again?”At my eager assent she paused, contemplating my erection for an additionalmoment as if admiring it, then did her usual preparatory swelling strokes,leaving it an angry red, it’s skin stretched shiny-tight.She sat up on the edge of the sofa with her legs spread, and guided me to bestanding between them, my cock brushing her soft cheek. She took it with thefingertips of her right hand at its base, and guided it towards her mouth.”It’s so big to suck in my mouth, I thought I’d try something else and seeif it does the trick.” She then pointed it up, leaned forward, and slowlylicked it along the underside from its base up to the head, and over thetip, as if it was a big lollypop. She followed this long lick with pullingthe skin up along its shaft and back down, followed by another long lick.She continued licking up my erection, being careful to cover its sides andtop, as well as its bottom, and jacking it a single stroke between licks. Itwas heaven; I had never felt a more stimulating sensation on my cock- anindescribably mix of softness, wetness, tickling, slightly raspy rubbing…I quickly started oozing cream, which added to the saliva her wet mouth wasleaving coating my shaft, so that her hand started sliding as she rubbed itup and down my erection, with a wet, sticky sound. After each lick an arc ofthick come-juice trailed from the tip of my rod to her tongue, sometimestrailing down to catch on her chin when she leaned forward again, andsometimes it broke, dripping down to the waiting towel on the floor.After maybe five or ten minutes of this I was about to come; I warned Cathy,but instead of taking the tip of my cock between her lips to drink my comelike she did yesterday, she immediately stopped her motions, let go of myerection, and leaned back on the sofa. She then reached a hand down betweenher spread legs, where her short skirt did nothing to conceal her pantielessgenitals, now puffy , pink, and spread with her arousal, and startedabsently lightly tickling her clit, as she admired the results of herhandiwork.I was standing in front of her in my t-shirt, my pants and underwear in abundle around my feet; my nearly-coming hardon was huge, swollen to itsmaximum by her inspired mouth- and hand-work, an angry red; its head shonefrom its skin being stretched so tight in arousal,and from being coated withour combined fluids, as indeed its whole thick shaft was down to my balls; athick ribbon of cream dangled from its tip down to the floor, quiveringslightly as my erection bounced with my pulse, and from the larger bounce ofthe occasional uncontrollable throb that surged through it, betraying itscloseness to orgasm.To be so close to coming and then suddenly have all stimulation removed leftme hanging in a big way. My pulse was pounding, and I was panting; myrock-hard erection hanging heavily in front of me felt red-hot as ittwitched spasmodically, right on the edge of coming… I could feel thejuices churning in my balls and groin as they surged, pooling, almost readyto ejaculate. The nastiness of the spectacle we were presenting, me standing shamelesslywith my huge near-coming hardon right in front of Cathy, who was stilltickling her pussy and enjoying her view of my condition with a lustfulgleam in her eyes, was itself almost enough to send me over the top, andrelease the thick flow of pent-up juices that had been building in me tospurt out all over Cathy and onto the towel she had put there; butgradually, in the absence of any stimulation on my eager prick, theimpending orgasm slowly subsided. I felt very hot and aroused, but in nodanger of coming; and Cathy, evidently noticing my orgasm receding, asked,”Are you ready for some more?”Without waiting for an answer, she leaned forward so that she was againsitting on the edge of the sofa, and resumed the licking/jacking she hadbeen doing on my cock, while continuing to do herself. She kept it up thistime for only a few minutes before I again warned her that I was about tocome; and she again layed back on the sofa and watched my erectionthrobbing, continuing to finger herself, while my orgasm again receded.She was looking flushed and breathing hard, as of course I was, both fromthe excitement of doing me and her own masturbation, and only about twentyseconds after she sat back she breathed,” Kneel down and put your finger inme; I’m going to come.” She was lying back, her legs spread wide apart, hereyes closed to slits as she picked up the pace of her hand on her clit; Iquickly knelt and put my right index finger in her pussy; and just as I wasinserting it, she sighed deeply, and I felt the walls of her pussy clampdown on my finger, over and over, as she came.She continued to lie there with her eyes closed, recovering for a fewmoments; then slowly opened them and looked at me, sighed deeply, and askedagain, “Are you ready for some more now?” I stood up, trailing a thickribbon of cream from the tip of my hardon to the towel below; she leanedforward, and touched her finger to the head of my cock, catching thesemen-string, and guided it to the towel, then started in on me again. Inoticed she resumed doing herself again, too.I had barely recovered my equilibrium, since feeling her come had beenincredibly arousing; I had almost come myself in sympathy, and onlyrecovered myself slightly while she had rested; so when she started in againI was close to orgasm almost immediately. I warned her, and she stopped herlicking, but kept her hand on my cock, and gave it a long, slow, powerfulstroke along its full length. She watched intently as her action squeezedout a large bead of cream, which immediately began dripping towards thefloor. “It makes me so hot to see you so big and hard and turned on”, shepurred, then, still holding my hardon around its middle, she suddenly closedher eyes and said urgently, “Oh!… I’m coming again”.I watched her body quiver as she again succumbed to orgasm, rubbing herpussy feverishly, gradually slowing as she finished. She opened her eyes andlooked at my erection, and without preamble resumed licking it, faster thistime, without any jacking movements. She licked it hard and fast along itsfull length with a little extra swirl around its head, over and over,steadying it with her free hand, her other continuing to jack herself off. Icould feel an orgasm building again, but this time when I told her, she justsped up her movements.My hardon was burning, hard as concrete, swollen deep red, as my ballstightened up and I crossed the point of no return into orgasm. I felt myknees grow weak as that familiar paralysis swept through my body, my cockstiffened even more, and then started to bounce as my whole groin tightenedover and over, sending thick stream after thick stream of come spurtedthrough my urethra. It felt so incredibly good to have that huge volume offluid jetting uncontrollably through my erection as I came. When she felt mestart to come, Cathy held her tongue tightly under my cockhead and held hermouth wide opened, and jet after jet of come shot into her mouth. Her mouthwas about a half-inch from the tip of my dick, so I could see each spurtshooting into her mouth. She sputtered a little; but now that she knew whatto expect from her previous experiments, she handled it well, managing toswallow it all, only a few trickles running down her chin. Again she hadmade me come so hard I almost blacked out, and I had to struggle to remainstanding through it all.As the jets of semen gradually diminished to a pulsing trickle she clampedher mouth onto my cockhead and sucked the last bit of my ejaculate into hermouth, until my orgasm subsided entirely. I sighed loudly, completelyovercome by the intensity of the pleasure Cathy had wrung from me. As myeyes opened I noticed from the trembling of her torso that she was comingyet again; this time when it subsided she removed her hand from between herlegs and lay back, obviously very satisfied. I collapsed onto the sofa nextto her.We both leaned back in a post-orgasmic stupor for a few minutes; then Cathypulled the hem of her short skirt up, displaying her very wet, swollenpussy, and said “Okay, now it’s your turn… and judging from how much of a”drink” you fed me, you owe me big!” A bit surprised, I asked her if shecould come again after already coming so many times- she replied “Oh, thosewere little ones- I can do that over and over; but I can feel one of my bigones close… and all I need is a little help to get to it!”I knelt between her legs as I had yesterday, but this time I stuck my tonguestraight out as far as I could and buried it in her pussy hole up to mycheeks. I wiggled my tongue as strongly as I could inside the mouth of herpussy, moving my whole face side to side slightly, nuzzling my lips andcheeks inside her pussy-lips. She said “Oh!” and spread her legs as widelyas she could, pushing her cunt up into my face.Then I ran my tongue up from her pussy along the inside of her slit up toher clit, licking it back and forth for a few seconds, then back down to herpussy, again sticking it in as far as I could. She was very wet from herprevious orgasms and her lips were swollen wide apart, so I felt as if Icould bury my whole face inside her. She kept pushing her pelvis up againstme as I licked her, thrusting it to aid my efforts.I continued like this for several minutes, encouraged by her moans and thesoft, surprised-sounding “Oh!”s that escaped her lips from time to time; shewas teaching me involuntarily what she liked by how she responded, and I wascareful to do what she seemed to like the best. She was now pushing hercrotch back and forth u*********sly in a fucking motion as she became lostin her arousal; as I licked and sucked on various parts of her cuntfollowing her responses to my actions she became more vocal, now moaning”Oh!” on each outbreath, panting as she inhaled to moan again; her thrustingwas getting more and more insistent; and intuitively as I imagined she wasapproaching orgasm I slipped two fingers inside her pussy while I licked herclit in long, firm strokes, fucking her with my hand while I licked her; andfinally, as her “Oh!”s reached a crescendo, she came.The inside of her pussy had expanded cavernously while I fingered her, untilit suddenly contracted spastically, gripping my fingers, hard. At the sametime I felt her throw her head back and a throaty, a****l-like sound I hadnever heard began deep in her throat; her pussy opened again, but not nearlyas much as before, and again suddenly clamped down hard on my hand, and thisrepeated, over and over, as she came, hard.She was getting very wet, too; I couldn’t tell where it was coming from, buton each of the first few hard contractions a fragrant fluid was being forcedout of her, just as she had mentioned to me before; it was like she wascoming somehow like a man comes.Her whole pelvis was quivering, her legs tightened forcefully, and I couldfeel each contraction of her orgasm grip her entire body. She continued herstrange moan, punctuating it each time her body throbbed and I felt her cuntclamping down on my hand. The fluids of her orgasm ran down the inside ofher thighs and her ass, dripping down onto the waiting towel. She would havesoaked the sofa, but her thrusting had left her crotch hanging well out awayfrom the edge.I can’t tell how long she came; it was a timeless event that seemed to neverend. We were both transported into the most primeval sexual ritualimaginable, our whole beings singlemindedly devoted to giving and receivingpleasure on the most primitive, basic, instinctual level.When finally her orgasm began to wane, I felt as if I was emerging from atrance. Her pussy was throbbing around my hand now weakly and irregularly,then only occasional throbs washed through it, punctuated by deliberatesqueezes as Cathy tried to maximize and prolong her ecstasy. She had stoppedher throaty crying, and finally heaved a deep sigh as I felt her body relaxback completely, totally satisfied and drained by coming so thoroughly.I left my fingers buried inside her, and rested my head on her soaked pubichair while we recovered ourselves. I felt limp; drained; liberated; I feltas if my life was whole and complete.8.The next week or so we spent making each other come with our mouths,sometimes twice a day. Cathy took regularly now to doing herself while shedid me, so she was coming maybe six to ten times a day- I could easilymuster twice, and could have done more, but it was much better when I waiteda while between times to build up more fluids.It was the high point of our day; we didn’t talk about it between times, butCathy seemed to come up with new ideas about how to do it almost every day,so she must have been thinking about it. One time she had me kneel over herchest while she lay on her back, my legs spread over her, my cockhead justat her mouth. She used a pillow to put her head at a good angle, but even sothat time when I came it squirted all over her face and hair. She managed toswallow some of it but the angle was all wrong. I think that time shehappened to be coming just when my orgasm began, so that may have distractedher, too.Another time she had us lie down next to each other, but backwards, so thather pussy was near my mouth and my erection was near hers, and we trieddoing each other at the same time like that. It was good; we came almost atthe same time, but we agreed we preferred taking turns- it was more fun toconcentrate wholeheartedly on getting done, or doing it. We could be a lotmore controlled that way, making each other last as long as we could, tobuild up the biggest orgasm possible.One night she knelt straddling my face, with her pussy right on my mouth.That was great; I made her come three times, the third time one of herdrenching supercomes. It was amazing; she was panting,and thrusting herpelvis slightly into my face as I sucked on her inner cunt-lips, hard, whilelicking her clit fast; all of a sudden my mouth was full of her come, and itwas running down my cheeks! That time I was the one trying to swallowseveral mouthfuls; I could appreciate how it was for Cathy when I came!Three times that week she had one of her big ones. We knew to always use atowel now in case she did, and it’s a good thing, because when we needed itwe really needed it. She could come a much bigger load of juices than Icould when it was right, and wherever we were positioned would’ve gottensoaked, unless we took the precautions we did. She told me that she washaving them much more often than she ever had before; she had apparentlyonly had a few when she was being done by her friend Liz, to the surprise ofboth of them, but it turned out that the combination of my tongue on herclit while I finger-fucked her was the magic combination. She said when shecame like that it was the best, most satisfying feeling she had ever had;she felt completely purged, drained, fulfilled in the most basic wayimaginable.After we discovered that position, we usually did it with her kneeling overme when it was her turn; she said that was the best for her. It was verysexy for me too; even when she didn’t have one of her big ones, my facewould be drenched by the time we were done. I loved the taste of her, andhaving her all over me was ecstasy.She regularly came into my bed after we had turned in, and we either usedour mouths again, or she jacked me off, invariably drinking my come at theend. I usually sucked on her, since she liked it so much.We were living a double life; around our father, and during most of the day,we lived as brother and sister, joking around, teasing, and having fun inthe most normal way- but when we had one of our sex sessions, we transformedinto orgasm addicts, working intently and singlemindedly to make each othercome as long, and as hard, as possible. Neither of us, at least I know Ihadn’t, had ever experienced pleasure so intense and satisfying as we hadstumbled into giving each other; and we were addicted, consumed by the lustfor more and more intense orgasms. I know now that the similar intensity ofour appetites was probably due to our heritage; I’ve learned since that notall women are as sexually driven as Cathy was, and I matched her perfectly.I think we got it from our Mother; I gather from things Cathy said about herthat she must have been strongly driven in that area, as we seemed to be.One afternoon, we were lying on my bed, recuperating from a particularlynice session, Cathy absentmindedly fondling my semi-hard dick, when shesaid, “I’ve been thinking- it might be fun to invite your friend Greg overto join in on one of our sessions… I think it might be really good be doneby two people at once- we could each take turns getting done by the othertwo… Do you think he might go for it?”I had mixed feelings about her suggestion; on the one hand I was jealous atthe thought of sharing Cathy with anyone else, and apprehensive about mixingmy taboo same-sex experiments with my recently-found heterosexual bliss; buton the other, the thought of an additional participant on our lewdactivities was exciting- and I had had some excellent orgasms with Greg,too.We discussed it and agreed that the best strategy was to have Greg over andspring it on him, rather than let him know in advance what we were thinkingof, in case he got cold feet. He didn’t know that my sister was living hereor certainly what we were up to, and we thought it might be a lot for him toswallow (no pun intended!). So I called him and invited him to come over thefollowing afternoon, implying that we would jack each other off like usual;my father would be at work, so we could pursue our intentions without fearof discovery.The next day the doorbell rang at one o’clock, and we set our plan inmotion. We had agreed that Cathy would hide until I got “started” with Greg,then she would come in and join in, when he would be less inclined toresist. So she went up to her room and closed the door, while I greeted Gregas I usually did, eventually leading him to my room.I closed the door, being careful not to latch it fully so Cathy could comein soundlessly, and started to take my pants off. Greg followed suit, andsoon we were both standing there in our t-shirts, with our hardonsprojecting out in front of us. I was particularly Bayan Escort excited at theanticipation of what was to come, and my erection reflected my excitement;Greg noticed it, and said, “Wow! Looks like you’re really ready! You’re notusually that big until you’re about to come!”.I reminded him about the “stretching” stroke that I had said I’d discovered;he told me he’d remembered it & used it every day. I turned to be facinghim, and reached my right hand out, encircled the base of his shaft with mythumb and forefinger, and gave it the slow, forceful squeezing stroke. Hesoftly sighed “Ah…” in familiar anticipation as my hand touched hisgenitals, and we both watched his cockhead swell menacingly as I putpressure on it; I repeated the stroke a few dozen more times, and stopped toadmire my handiwork. His erection had swelled considerably, and was now adeep red color, its skin stretched shiny-tight. “It looks like you’re readynow”, I said, and indicated that he should lie on the bed, and we’d do himfirst.He layed down on his back and I grasped his hardon, and started jacking itslowly. Now was the time to enact our plan, I judged, so I said to him, “Whydon’t you close your eyes and just lie back and concentrate on the feeling,and I’ll do you.” He acquiesced, putting his hands behind his head, andclosing his eyes.This was the cue Cathy and I agreed on; if she was watching us through thekeyhole as we planned, she was supposed to come in to the room quietly assoon as his eyes were closed; and sure enough, the door opened without asound and she entered, almost closing it behind her.Her trim body was covered by only a skimpy bra and lace bikini panties, andotherwise was completely naked. She tiptoed over to the side of the bedacross from me and knelt down, while I continued to do him. Then came themoment of crisis; she reached out a hand, and started to lightly stroke thehead of his swollen cock with her fingertips.At first Greg must have thought it was me doing it; but then, somethingabout it must have seemed different, so he opened his eyes. “Hey!” heexclaimed, but I cut him off immediately and told him to just lie back,explaining that she was my sister, and she wanted to do him with me, if itwas ok with him. Of course her expert work on his cock-head while heabsorbed the information helped him come to the decision to go along withour program.While we continued to do him, we explained how Cathy was visiting, and howwe did it with each other all the time, and how she had been hiding in thecloset watching us the last time he had been over, and how much she hadenjoyed the show, and wanted to participate with us. Greg was obviouslyadjusting to the surprise we had forced on him, and clearly seemed to likethe idea of having a girl to join in our activities.We stopped jacking him, and all three of us sat on the bed, us boys with ourvery firm erections projecting up from our laps, and Cathy in her skimpyunderwear. Greg was making a half-hearted effort to conceal his hardonbehind his arm, but I knew he would feel more comfortable with us after afew orgasms had happened, and he saw how enthusiastic Cathy was with sex.Cathy reached over and started slowly stroking both our cocks to keep ourinterest up, one in each hand, while she opened discussion of what we shoulddo next. Greg was clearly very turned on at this scene; I knew he had neverbeen with a girl before, and I could tell he was in danger of coming soonwith Cathy’s hand on his cock. I nodded to Cathy, indicating his condition;he had started creaming heavily and was swollen rock-hard, and as shenoticed these signs she suggested we should take turns doing each other, andthat they should do me first. She knew I could last, and that we could getmore mileage out of Greg if he didn’t come so soon.Greg agreed enthusiastically, so I was layed back on the bed, with one ofthem sitting on either side of me. They both started to feel me up, runningtheir hands over my erection and balls; it was very hot, they were eachobviously encouraged by watching what the other was doing, and they tooktheir time languidly torturing me with slow, gentle tickling and lightstroking, that had me starting to cream in a few minutes.They were talking about my prick between themselves as they did me, as if Iwas some object they were investigating; Cathy had broken the ice by tellinghim how much she enjoyed how big I was, and Greg agreed, saying how nasty mybigger erection felt in his hand when he jacked me off, and they went onfrom there. As they chatted about my equipment and how it was responding towhat they were doing, they were coordinating their efforts wonderfully, andwere becoming quite a team. For example Cathy said, “Go down a littlefurther, while I do his head… try it a little lighter”; then a littlelater, “Look how much he creams when you squeeze him there- Do it again!….Not too much, I think he’s getting close.”They were encouraging each other to be much more creative than I had everknown either of them to be before. Greg was firmly massaging the hard bulgebelow my balls with one hand, while jacking around the rim of my cockheadwith the thumb and index finger of his other, while Cathy had one handaround the base of my shaft and was squeezing it rhythmically, while softlyexploring my balls with the fingertips of her other hand.It was heaven; being done in so many ways, I was incredibly turned on; creamwas flowing in a thick, steady stream from my cockhead, coating its shaft,my balls, and all four of their hands, causing a wide range of squishysounds as the rubbed, squoze, and stroked different parts of my dick as theymasturbated me. I could feel a massive orgasm building; I warned them, andat Cathy’s direction they stopped their motions and just held my genitals.I suggested that since they had brought me so close it would be easy to getme back there again, so why didn’t we do Greg far a while; he and I switchedplaces, and Cathy and I started in on him.We gave him a similar treatment as they gave me; when his cock startedthrobbing involuntarily we stopped, and switched places again, Cathyremoving her bra and panties, and greg and I started exploring her. I showedGreg what kind of things she liked, and he was delighted when she came underour touch in only a few minutes; I guess she WAS very excited by ourexperiment. I had explained how she could come over and over, and he hadthought that was wonderful; then in only a few minutes, he had his firstexperience of a girl coming.We had thoroughly explored her genitals, running our fingers up and down herslit, around all the folds of her inner lips, around her clit; I pulled backits hood, showing him its little button, then showed him how she liked itjacked off; and of course we both had our fingers deep in her cunt,thoroughly exploring its shape and many textures. We both had a fingerinside her at the same time feeling the sides of her cunt while I jacked herclit and Greg was stroking between her lips between her clit and pussy whenshe came the first time. We were both very aroused at doing her together,our erections were both very hard, red, and freshly wet as we creamed withour enjoyment of her pussy; she was lying with her head thrown back, pantingand sighing, her cunt expanded to a cavernous cavity that our fingers wereexploring. I was just telling him how her cunt opened like this deeply whenshe was close to coming, when all of a sudden her pussy clamped down hard onour exploring fingers as she came.Our fingers were squeezed again and again by the spasmodic contractions ofher orgasm; I told Greg to keep rubbing her until she was done, so that shewould come longer. He was wide eyed, clearly on the brink of coming himselfwith the intense eroticism of feeling a woman’s cunt coming for the firsttime. Cathy came for maybe fifteen seconds, then lay back for a minute recovering;until I said, “I think Greg’s close- feeling you come was the last straw forhim; let’s finish him off.”She and Greg switched places, and I took his shaft in my hand. He wasrock-hard, soaked with cream, and he let out an involuntary moan as soon ashe felt my touch on his erection. Cathy started tickling his balls, and as Istarted to jack him off, she leaned forward and took the head of his cock inher mouth. Being considerably smaller than mine, she could easily get hermouth around it, and she started bobbing her head up and down on it, makinga loud slurpy sucking sound.That did it- I felt the pulses of his shaft in my hand as he started coming,his cock straining, bouncing hard as each violent contraction of orgasmshook him, sending streams of semen squirting through his cock into Cathy’swaiting mouth. She sputtered slightly as the first stream of come shot intoher mouth, but quickly regained control, using the experience that she hadgained from all our recent oral practice. She kept bobbing her head on hiscock as he came, while I jacked his shaft and pushed hard on the hard bulgebetween his legs below his balls.I couldn’t see how much he came, since Cathy swallowed all but a fewdribbles of it as it filled her mouth, but I could feel jerk after jerk oforgasm grip his body, over and over; I don’t think I ever saw him comeharder. His entire body shook with each spasm, his legs and torso jerking asthey were wracked by each strong contraction.It seemed to go on forever; then finally the intensity of the throbbing ofhis cock in my hand gradually diminished, but continued for many more softerpulses, before finally dwindling to a few random throbs as his orgasm faded.Cathy raised her mouth from his cock, licking her lips, and said throatily,”Wow! Quite a mouthful! Do you always come so hard?”Greg was passed out on the bed, lost in post-orgasmic ecstasy. He wasdrenched in sweat, but now his cock, that had been displaying such urgentarousal since we started, was relaxing along his wet thigh. Cathy and I hadour hands on each other’s genitals while we waited for him to recover,rubbing each other’s wetnesses languidly.Greg eventually opened his eyes, and Cathy suggested they do me next. I laydown gladly, my erection, thickly swollen, dripping, and beet-red, stickingstraight up towards the roof. They repeated what Cathy and I had done onGreg, except since Cathy couldn’t get her mouth completely around my largercock, she licked at its head and sucked its tip while he jacked me off. Hewas using both hands on my shaft while she used her mouth; it was sointense, after so much eroticism, that I knew I wouldn’t last long.I could feel my hardon growing painfully swollen and my balls tightening asthe fluids surged in my groin, pooling for their impending ejaculation. Iwas panting, trying to hold back, but it was no use; I felt my bodystiffening and that familiar burning-tingling radiating from my extremitiesin towards my midsection, then a flash of light went off in my head and Iwas coming.My erection swelled and tightened powerfully as the first jet of semensurged through it into Cathy’s waiting mouth, and it continued bouncing intheir hands with each subsequent orgasmic contraction. I felt the comesurging through my shaft in thick jet after thick jet; it was heaven. Icould feel that I was really giving Cathy a flood, but she handled it well,being prepared since the signs of my impending orgasm were so clear in myhighly-aroused genitals.I was completely lost in orgasm; I think my head was thrown back and I wasthrusting my cock forward as each powerful contraction seized my body, but Iwas mostly u*********s of my surroundings, being totally possessed by theprimitive grip of primeval sexuality, the urge to shoot as much semen as Icould into Cathy. I think she was as eager to receive it as I was toejaculate it; as I recall her eyes were closed, and her face was twisted upin a passionate grimace as she sucked desperately on my erection as if itwas a huge straw feeding her the most essential nutrients for her survival.Gradually my orgasm lessened in its intensity, until only a few random weakpulses, like afterthoughts of the storm that had surged through my groin,gripped mildly at my erection, and then it was over. Cathy continued suckingfor a few moments as if to be sure she had gotten it all, then raised herhead and said, “Jesus! Between the two of you I feel like I drank about aquart of come! That was great!… but now it’s MY turn!”Cathy and I switched places, scooting her down so her ass was hanging offthe bed, her toes resting on the floor, her legs spread. there was already atowel on the bed, but I put another under her on the floor, in case. Gregand I both got on the floor and knelt between her legs; she put one leg overeach of our shoulders to accommodate us.I helped Greg get two fingers inside her and showed him what she liked, thenI went to work on her clit, licking it, sucking it, and nibbling all aroundthe top of her slit.We had Cathy writhing with a few moments of this, and sure enough she hadher second come of the afternoon in just a few minutes. It was a good, hardone, not one of her big ones, but long and strong. I could feel her pussyclenching and releasing under my mouth as she came, and I’m sure Greg wasgetting an “inside view” of her orgasm. She gasped at us to keep going, sowhen she recovered we started pouring it on, trying to stimulate her pussyas excitingly as we could.Within a few minutes she was panting again, and her skin was shiny with afilm of sweat. Her slit was drenched in her juices and my saliva, and herlegs were starting to twitch spastically. I could sense that she was goingto have one of her big ones, so I started really pouring it on, and Gregseemed to follow suit.She was making little desperate sighs with each outbreath, and they werebeginning to get more throaty and despairing; I knew she was close. Then shestarted to make that eerie guttural moan, and I knew she was coming.And it WAS one of her big ones; her whole body was bucking as she came, herpussy contracting in violently strong, rhythmic pulsations; my face wassoaked, and juice was dripping down her ass onto the waiting towel as shecontinued coming. It was a very hard, long orgasm, and it was intensely hotto feel her coming so strongly under my mouth.As it began to subside, Greg said “Damn!”. I could see he was incrediblyexcited by the intensely erotic spectacle he had just witnessed, his cockwas rock-hard and dripping again; mine was too, even though I had just come;it was such a turn-on to make Cathy come so hard.As she came around and saw the state we were in again, she sat us bothside-by-side on the bed, knelt down on the floor, and started jerking usboth off again, one with each hand. She did it fast and hard, evidentlyintending to make sure we each came again. Greg and I leaned back and lether do us, and I suggested we try to come at the same time if we could; hegrinned assent.In only a few minutes I felt my juices surging, and told him I was ready tocome soon. He said, “Me too”, and I started a countdown. “Ten, nine, eight,seven…” When I hit three he started coming, and I followed suit at “one”.Neither of us came as hard as we had previously of course, but it feltgreat, coming with Cathy’s hand on my hardon, and we each shot respectableloads that jetted several inches in the air before falling back on ourerections and Cathy’s hands.She kept up her stroking until we were completely finished, hoping to extendour orgasms as much as she could. We all three then sat back with satisfiedgrins on our faces, and chatted languidly about our orgy.”Man, that was incredible! Cathy, that was so cool having you do all thatstuff, both of you, I never came so hard! And in your mouth, too! Damn!””That was hot” I agreed,”it’s amazing getting done by two people.” “I reallyliked getting both of you to come in my mouth” added Cathy, “It was greatgetting to feel two big ones coming, and getting to drink them, one rightafter the other- You guys must have fed me a quart of come! It made me sohot I almost came while I was doing you- but then you guys took care of thatvery nicely when you did me!” Greg looked at me and said, “it was cool to doyou with Cathy- it takes two people to do you well, you’re cock is so big!””Yeah, that was really good,” agreed Cathy, “but I was really glad to getto do one I could actually fit in my mouth… I felt like I could do abetter job” Greg grinned, adding “Damn, that was just incredible! Thefeeling of my dick in your mouth… Damn!”We cleaned up ourselves and the room, and went downstairs for a soda.Eventually Greg left, and we continued with our afternoon with a verysatisfied ease.9.Summer was drawing to a close, and for reasons having to do with ourMother’s situation it was decided that Cathy should spend at least the fallhere with us, and perhaps the winter too, and maybe on indefinitely.I was of course overjoyed to hear the news when Dad told us; my sex lifehad become the central focus of my life, and of course Cathy WAS my sexlife. The remainder of the summer had continued on along the lines I havedescribed; Greg became an occasional associate in out activities, but withhis much busier schedule than ours, we were on our own most days; but ofcourse we managed to rise to the occasion without him, and continued tosinglemindedly explore ways of helping each other come harder.With our new school schedule and homework and all, our daily sessionsdiminished to usually a quickie most days, with a thorough extended sessiona couple of times a week. For example, one morning before school Cathy heardme peeing in the bathroom, and she came in and held my cock while Ifinished, squeezing out the last few drops of urine; of course I was hard bythen, so she jacked me off quickly standing there over the toilet, whichcaught my spurting load when I came; we then hurried down to breakfast, onlya couple of minutes behind schedule.Our father was a little more vigilant over our evening activities than hehad been during the summer, trying to make sure we were on top of ourhomework and all, but we discovered that Cathy could use a lot of “help withher homework”; so I would go into her room and sit right next to her at herdesk as if we were in consultation; but of course our hands were otherwiseengaged. Since we were in the appropriate position to appear be doing oursupposed activity, we just had to move our hands if we heard the dooropening, and all looked fine if Dad checked in on us. Of course we had to becareful to have nothing showing that couldn’t be quickly concealed;fortunately her desk didn’t have a center drawer over its footwell, so therewas plenty of height under the top to tuck my exposed erection into in ahurry.Usually we were pretty lucky and he didn’t check on us at the wrong time,but once I was just about to come when we heard the door opening. Cathy newI was just coming, but skillfully aimed my erection into the footwell as weleaned forward up against the desk hiding it, and she even continued to jackme off as I came on the floor while he talked to us.Then several times a week we found time for a full length sex session,getting to spend an hour or two making each other as hot as possible,resulting in our mutually-explosive orgasms. Dad had a regular meeting everyThursday night, and we were at it right after dinner once he left. He wasgone for about three hours, so there was plenty of time for whatever wewanted to do, no matter how involved.By now we had a very full repertoire of ways of making each other come;nothing was taboo between us, we tried out whatever we could think of. Onlyone act was forbidden, and that was putting my dick inside her pussy. Wetalked about it at times, but we both knew that that was more than we daredhandle; if she should get pregnant by her brother, there would be hell topay.Then one day a friend of mine was showing off how he had a bunch of rubbers;a lightbulb went off in my head, and I got him to sell me a few. That nightwhile I “helped Cathy with her homework”, and we each helped the other come,I told her about what I’d gotten, and asked her if she thought it would beok to try it out using one. She responded, “I don’t know… Do you thinkit’d be safe? I guess those things are supposed to work pretty good… God,I’d love to try, if only we could be sure that it would be safe.”That was wednesday. The next evening was Thursday, and she agreed to try outthe rubber then. As soon as our father walked out the front door we both ran up the stairs,into my room, and ripped our clothes off. I was already hard as a rock inanticipation of what we planned to do, and Cathy seemed excited too, and abit nervous. As we looked at the rubber and took it out of its package, shewas chattering nervously “It’s supposed to hurt a bit on the first time…and you’re so big! I hope it works ok… I can’t wait to feel you cominginside me!”We got it unwrapped and I worked at getting it on my erection. It justunrolled over it- it was quite tight; I wondered if they made larger ones;but finally I got it on ok. It only covered the first two-thirds of myhardon, but I imagined that would be ok, I was doubtful if more than thatwould fit inside her. I was extremely excited; my erection was swollenfully, stretching the condom wrapped around it very tightly. It lookedbigger than ever with the shiny stretched condom sheathing it.Cathy lay back on the bed with her legs spread, and I knelt in between them,and pushed my hardon towards her pussy. She grasped its shaft and guided itto where it belonged; neither of us knew what to expect, so we were movingslowly and tentatively.My cockhead came up against the mouth of her cunt, and we slowly pushed totry to get it to enter her; but it wouldn’t go in other than a tiny bit. Wetried several more pushes, but without much better results. “Just a sec…”Cathy said, and reached for the jar of vaseline that we kept in my bedsidetable. We used a bit of it occasionally when we jacked each other off; theslippery feeling was great sometimes. She scooped out a generous dab of thestuff and reached down, putting it on herself around her hole. “Try now”,she directed.I pushed my cock again against her cunt, and felt it slip in slightly. Cathygasped, and said “Wait… let me relax…”. In a moment she said “Ok”, so Ipushed again. A little bit more squeezed into her. She said, “Again!”Another push got a little bit more in her. I could feel my whole cockheadinside her tight pussy. It felt like heaven, her very tight cunt squeezingfirmly all around my swollen cockhead: the whole experience was so exciting,I was close to coming.”Oh!”, she muttered; I asked her if she was ok, and she said it kind of hurta little, but felt strange and incredible; she thought she’d really like itonce she got used to it. I told her how incredible it felt to me, and that Iwas close to coming. We agreed to wait like we were a minute so I wouldn’tcome and she could relax and get used to it.We lay like that, the head of my rock-hard erection throbbing in her pussy,for a minute, and then she said, “Try a little more.” I pushed firmly butgently, and another inch slid into her, a bit more easily now that I hadgotten the opening stretched out a bit. “Oh my…” she said as she felt mysize sliding into her. “You’re so big! I feel very stretched out… it feelsamazing!” She was getting a wild, dazed look in her eyes. “Try a little morenow.” Again I pushed gently, and another inch and a half or so slid into herstretched cunt. “Oh!” she said now, a bit more urgently. Again I asked ifshe was ok. “Oh, yes! It feels intense, but it’s so hot to feel so filled upand stretched out… I think I’m going to be ok doing this…” She added,”Don’t give me any more yet… Why don’t you try moving it in and out abit?”I gently experimented pulling it out a bit and back in. It slid in and outof her tightly gripping cunt smoothly, but stiffly, it was being squeezed sotightly. The vaseline helped a lot, and I think she was getting wet too.”Oh! Keep going… gently, gently…” I repeated pumping it slowly in andout an inch or so; but again I felt an orgasm building under the exquisitesensations of being inside her, having my hardon rubbed by her firmlygripping cunt; I told her, “I’m almost coming…” She said, “wait then…”,but it was too late. I felt my orgasm surging up, then my body gripped inthe contractions of ejaculation as I came inside her. I must haveu*********sly pushed my hardon much further inside her as I came, for shecried out, “Oh! Too much! Too much!” Then as she felt an erection throbbingin orgasm inside her for the first time, shooting jet after jet of warmsemen into her cunt, she moaned victoriously, “Ahh… Ahh… Ah!”As my orgasm subsided I collapsed down onto her; after I recovered myself,we carefully pulled my deflating cock out. I asked her if she was ok, or ifI had hurt her. “Well, it’s a little sore now, but it was amazing feelingyou coming inside- I think I’m going to like this a lot! Even though it hurta bit, I almost came when I felt you come inside me!” I asked her if she’dlike a “kiss” now, and she answered, “Oh, yes!… just stay away from whereI’m sore.”I shifted myself down between her spread legs, and started licking aroundher clit; she gasped immediately, and in only a few minutes she startedcoming. It was a hard come, not one of her “big ones”, but almost; herentire body shook with the spasms of her orgasmic contractions as her pussytightened repeatedly under my mouth.When it was over, we talked excitedly about this new phase of our sexualexperiments with each other. She suggested I get a lot more rubbers, andwe’d work on getting as good at this as we were our other techniques. Shespeculated that she was going to have huge orgasms doing it, since it feltso fulfilling to be filled up by my big cock. We chatted on enthusiasticallyas we cleaned ourselves up, removed the towel I had put under us in case,and straightened the bed, hiding all evidence of our taboo activities fromour father, in case he should look in later; we each then went to do ourhomework like responsible teenage siblings should.10.The next day after school I arranged with our ride that I would be a fewminutes later than usual, and I stopped in at the d**gstore down the blockfrom our highschool. I was very nervous, but, screwing up my courage, Imustered the nerve to ask for a big box of large sized condoms. I didn’tknow if they made them in different sizes, but I figured I’d ask in casethey did. The clerk asked me if the particular brand they carried wasalright, and I ended up carrying two twelve-packs of large sized rubbersdiscreetly hidden in a bag as I hurried back to meet my ride home.When I got home I showed my prize to Cathy; her eyes lit up, and she smiledhappily. “I bet we’ll be pretty good at it by the time we need more,” shesaid.This was friday, and we didn’t necessarily have to do homework on fridays,so our dad was pretty loose about checking up on us in the evening. Mysister and I were watching a movie on tv, when Dad poked his head in thedoor and announced he was turning in, wishing us goodnight. We waited abouttwenty minutes, when Cathy demanded, a twinkle in her eye, “Alright! Getthem out! I think we ought to see how they fit, don’t you?” I grinned andled the way to my room, where I had the rubbers concealed in my dresserunder my shirts.We closed my bedroom door, and Cathy worked at getting one out of the boxand taking it out of its wrapper, while I took my pants off. She sat on thebed while I stood facing her. I was already getting hard. “We better make itas big as we can, to make sure they fit ok” she teased, starting hersqueezing strokes on my erection, forcing blood into its head, swelling itto its maximum size.After a few minutes of this she stopped, admiring her handiwork, and said,”That’s about as big as I’ve ever seen it!” My hardon was hard as a rock,swollen a dark red, projecting out from my midsection like a log. Cathy tookthe condom and fitted it to the tip of my erection, and started to unrollit. “How’s that feel?” she asked. It unrolled onto my thick shaft evenly,still quite tight, but not as constricting as the one we had used the otherday. “Pretty good”, I answered, “It seems to fit better than the last one,but it’s still tight.” “That’s because you’re so big!” she observed proudly.”I want to make you come in it, and see how it works.” She started to jackme off, exploring how the rubber moved with the skin on my shaft as she slidher hand up and down it. For some reason it was very exciting watching myhardon enclosed in its smooth, shiny covering being done; the rubber made myerection look so glassy, the veins and the thick projection of the rim ofits head smoothed out a bit, so it looked like a big sausage than usual.after a few minutes of this Cathy reached down between her legs and startedto masturbate herself while she did me. Her hand on my cock felt strangethrough the stretched skin covering it, exciting in its difference from whatI was used to, and I could feel my juices flowing as I became more aroused.She noticed the little tip of the rubber beginning to fill up from mycreaming, and she stopped a minute to squeeze it with her fingers, watchingit squish around inside.I was getting very hot, and announced that I was going to come soon; insteadof pausing like she usually would to draw it out, she kept going, slowingdown a little, saying, “I can’t wait to see how much you can fill this thingup when you come… and.. I THINK I’m going to… come too…”She was breathing hard, her eyes drifting down to little slits as sheapproached orgasm, and seeing her arousal sent me over the top; I felt myswollen cock, hot and burning from the friction of her hand, seized by thepowerful, rhythmic contractions of orgasm, forcing stream after stream ofsemen into the condom. We watched its tip bulge more and more, a largebubble white from its come filling, growing around my cockhead, droopingtowards the floor under its own weight as it got fuller and fuller with eachspurt of my forceful ejaculation.Cathy sighed and started coming too just as my orgasm started to diminish,and I watched her angelic face as she came: flushed cheeks, eyes closed; hermouth open, softly sighing “ooh.. ooh…” on each panting outbreath; a lookof delicious desperation on her features, as wave after wave of orgasmwashed through her body.She came for a long time; it looked not so strong, but unusually long.Finally she came to herself and opened her eyes, looking eagerly for theresults of our experiment at filling a condom with come. “Wow… prettygood!” she said as she saw the large, white rubber bulb filled with semendrooping from the end of my softening dick. She reached out and felt thecome-bubble, squeezing it and squishing it between her fingers, watching howthe come moved and flowed as she squeezed its container. “Seems to hold itin ok… I guess it’ll do its job ok… I’m glad, Œcause I really want tohave you come inside me again, and this time I’m going to come too!”Saturday mornings were one of our regular sex times; we slept in, and Dadusually went out for the morning, so as soon as he left we usually gottogether in one of our rooms and did it. We both understood that thissaturday we’d try to fuck again, and as soon as we heard Dad leaving Cathyshowed up at my bedroom door dressed only in her nightie. I already had thecondoms and vaseline out on my nightstand, and my erection was fully hard inanticipation, projecting out proudly from beneath my pajama tops.Cathy eagerly hopped up on the bed while I opened one of the rubbers, andshe applied vaseline between her legs while I unrolled it over my swollenshaft. She directed me to lie on my back, saying she wanted to try it inanother position, to see how that was; she thought that if she was on top,she could maybe have a little more control, to minimize her discomfort andmaximize her arousal.She got up on her knees straddling me, but I was sticking up so high she hadto point it down a bit to fit it between her legs. She guided it to herslit, and started to lean down on it, forcing it into her pussy.Like last time, she got my cockhead inside and paused, breathing hard,becoming accustomed to having her privates so assaulted by my size. After aminute or so she moved her butt around a bit, shifting the angle that I wasentering her from slightly, exploring how it felt. I asked her if she was okand she said yes, much better than last time. She leaned on it harder, andanother inch or so went in her. again she paused, but for just a moment,before slowly pulling up an inch, then back down, this time letting a tinybit more of my thick shaft enter her. She repeated this six or seven moretimes, withdrawing my cock a bit, then pushing it back in slightly farther,then rested again.She was breathing hard, her eyes closed and her face looking veryconcentrated as she explored the new sensations in her genitals. As we laythere she moved her ass very slightly back and forth, slowly, in a steadyrhythm. It felt incredible; I was about halfway into her, and as she swayedback and forth her cunt gave an exquisite, subtle massage to my hardon.”You’ll make me come if you keep that up for a while”, I said; “Me, too” shereplied breathily. “Is it ok when I’m in you that far?” “Yeah, once Irelaxed… and feeling your big dick filling me is definitely going to makeme come, too!”She started slowly moving up and down on me, so I would pull out of her alittle bit and then back in the same amount. She was moving carefully,cautiously exploring what she could do without hurting herself; even thoughmy cock was squeezing tightly within her pussy, the vaseline and theslickness of the rubber allowed it to slide smoothly in her, and she verygradually let more and more of it into her as she pushed down.It felt incredible having my erection sliding in and out of her very warm,squeezing pussy. I was on the edge of coming and told her so; she answered”Me too” through her heavy breathing, and she stopped her movements, and letherself down to lie on me.We embraced, allowing our immanent orgasms to recede a bit, for severalminutes; even lying there without moving felt amazing. I had aboutthree-quarters of my length inside her. The sensation I noticed most was howhot she was inside; it felt like my hardon was being squeezed in a tight,wet oven. It was incredibly arousing, even not moving; the urge to come grewless very slowly; if she had moved even a quarter inch I’m sure I would havefilled her with come.Finally she sat up on me, holding herself up on her arms, and looked in myeyes. She was flushed, her face was puffy as if she’d been asleep, and herface was shiny with a light film of sweat, but her breath, though stillquite strong, was a little steadier. “How’re you doing?” she asked, hervoice warm and thick. I told her how good it felt, and that I was stillclose to coming just from being in her, but was a bit more in control. “Me,too… God, feeling so filled up is so hot, I could just lie here and comeand come and come…”I asked her if we could fit any more in, and she replied that I was hittingthe back of her pussy now, just perfectly, and if we pushed any more itwould hurt. I was about three-quarters of the way into her, so that wasthat. She started moving slowly up and down again; feeling it out,exploring, she found a rhythm where she pulled out a little slower, paused aminute, then slid it in a little faster and harder, pausing again. Once shesettled on this she kept it up very steadily, without wavering.We were both involuntarily moaning “Oh!” under our breath on eachdownstroke; I was completely possessed by the sensations I was feeling;wrapped up in a cloud of pleasure, feeling her hot body against mine, herhotter pussy enveloping my hardon and jacking it off, my rising orgasm aboutto engulf me entirely, all mixed together in a stew of ecstasy.Suddenly she started loudly, desperately calling, “Oh… Oh… Oh… Oh…”,and I knew she was coming. I couldn’t feel it on my cock, it wasexperiencing so many new sensations I couldn’t distinguish them; but I couldfeel myself starting to come with her.I was gripped by that familiar paralysis as my body grew stiff, and felt mycock grow even harder and start to pulsate as it shot jet after jet of comedeep into Cathy. She felt it, for her voice lost some of its desperation,and she started calling “Ah… Ah…” joyfully, as she felt me coming deepinside her as her own orgasm diminished.As the throbbing in our genitals finally subsided she lay forward on me, andfor a long time we let go of everything, relaxing and floating in the warmthof each other, just being. I don’t think I fell asleep, but my mind went tothat dreamy place that isn’t awake, but isn’t quite asleep, either. It wasso satisfying in a primal way to have come in her cunt, and have her comingaround my erection; it added a level of satisfaction that was more than justsexual, but was somehow very fulfilling.After a long time I was roused from my reverie by Cathy stirring. Sheshifted herself up onto one elbow and looked at me, happily, finally saying”Hi” in a thick voice. I said “Hi” back, and we smiled at each other, proudof our performance, and contented to be with each other so intimately,totally satisfied in the warm glow of completion.