by Anita Rimmer
“What are you gonna show me?”
“What do you mean?”
“You walked in here and saw my cock, and now you want to see it again. I think I should get to see under your clothes, too.”
I thought about it for a second and then shrugged. He was right, fair was fair. “Okay,” I said. “But then I get to put your wil- I mean, cock, in my mouth, right?”
“Sure,” he nodded vigorously.
I reached down and grabbed the hem of my light shirt, pulling it quickly over my head. Since we were just hanging around the house, I wasn’t wearing a bra and my small breasts bounced free as soon as the fabric was removed. Jimmy’s eyes shot to them and didn’t waver for a second as soon as they were in sight. I smiled slightly at his attention.
I then reached down and pulled off my jeans, wiggling my hips to roll them down past my butt. I was still wearing white cotton panties, and I noticed that Jimmy’s eyes were now flitting between my chest and my underwear. He then looked me in the eyes with a raised eyebrow and I knew he was waiting for me to remove the rest. I smiled at him, and then hooked my thumbs into my panties. Bending down, I slid them down my thighs and to my ankles, stepping out of them as I stood back up. I was now completely bare, with only the thin brown hair above my tight little hole to protect my modesty. Jimmy’s eyes were glued to that area though, my breasts already forgotten.
“Now you,” I said, motioning to his lap where his hands were still hiding his hardness.
Jimmy yanked his hands away and his cock sprang back up, no longer being held down in embarrassment and instead displaying itself shamelessly. Without his hand on it, I was able to see it in more detail. It was very thick, and pretty long, although I wasn’t sure what I would judge it against. He had a bit of hair below the shaft, but otherwise it was completely smooth. The top was a mushroom shape, and had a slightly purple tinge to it. I wondered again what it would taste like.
“So… how do you want to do this?” he said. His eyes were still staring at the hair above my slit. I walked towards the bed and then crawled up onto it.
“I guess you just lie back and let me try and lick it. You can tell me if what I’m doing feels good.”
Jimmy just nodded, his face still looked like it was in shock at what was going on. I probably should have felt similarly, but to be honest I was just so curious that I was ignoring all other feelings for the moment. Jimmy lay down but propped his head up on his pillow so that he could watch what I was doing.
Now that I was close, I was even more intrigued by the hardness in front of me. It was so different than what I had. Living on the farm, we had no computer and no television, the only time I had seen one since we were younger was in one of the anatomy books that my parents had used in some of our lessons.
They lacked a lot of the detail, or maybe it was just that this was three dimensional and only inches from my face. I reached my hand out tentatively and touched it. It seemed to jerk as soon as I did, and Jimmy made a little sound. I looked up at him, but he just nodded in encouragement. So I reached out again, and this time grasped it. As I closed my fingers around his length, I was amazed at the different sensations. First, it was much warmer than I expected. But what was more interesting was how it seemed both hard and soft at the same time. It was firm enough that I couldn’t bend it, but the skin was soft and spongy under my fingers.
I ran my hand up to the top and marveled at how even softer the tip was. My fingers grazed along the hole and noticed that it was already a bit wet, causing a string of something sticky to attach to my fingers as I moved along it. “Am I touching it okay?” I asked, unsure about how sensitive it was or whether I was hurting him at all.
“Mmm, hmmm,” was all he said.
My attention now moved to the sac underneath that I knew held his testicles. I remember from when we talked about it at home school that they were very sensitive, so I was even more gentle when I touched them. I took the whole bag in my hand, weighing it, surprised at how heavy it seemed. My hands felt each of his balls separately, and slowly pulled on the skin around them. Boys were so interesting compared to girls!
I moved my head a bit closer so that he was just inches from my face, now. I was close enough that I could smell him. It was a musky sort of smell, very masculine. I could feel my own body starting to tingle a little bit between the legs, similar to how I felt when I washed myself in the shower. I absently ground my hips into the bed as I lay on my stomach in front of my sibling.
My hand returned to his shaft and I ran it up and down his length again, feeling each ridge and bump until I just couldn’t wait anymore, I had to try tasting him to see what it felt like in my mouth. “Here goes,” I warned him.
I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out, tentatively. I just touched the side of his cock, but it didn’t really taste like anything, the contact was too brief. I tried again, this time running along the shaft from the bottom all the way to the top. It was a bit salty, but still no real flavor. So this time I moved my face up to the top and opened my mouth wider, letting the whole head of him slip between my lips. This time I could taste something, and I suspected it was the wetness that had been at this tip. It wasn’t bad, though, so I let my mouth continue to move along him, swirling my tongue along his flesh. When his hands reached down and grasped me by the hair, keeping me from removing my mouth, I was pretty sure what I was doing was working.
He was applying a gentle pressure, and each time I lifted my mouth to the tip of his cock, he would slowly push down so that I would run my lips along his shaft. I could feel each ridge and vein in my mouth, and my lips were stretched as wide as I could make them. I couldn’t go down the full length of him, he was just too big, but I got as much in as I could.
Soon I felt his hands pressing and pulling my hair a little bit faster, forcing me to pick up the pace. The hardness between my lips was pulsating a bit, and soon I felt it start to get even thicker as he urged me even faster. I kept my tongue moving because he seemed to like that, and with my mouth pushed over him as deep as I could go. I then heard him let out a loud grunt and shove his hips forward, almost causing me to gag as the top of his cock brushed against the back of my throat. I started to pull up just as I felt him jerk in my mouth, and then all of a sudden I was filled with a warm liquid. At first I thought he peed in my mouth and I was about to yank myself away in disgust, but then I remembered that this was the expected result. His cream, or baby juice, was what was coming out.
I started to swallow it down, savoring it a bit on my tongue as much as I was able. It actually didn’t taste too bad. A little bit salty and musky, but I liked the thick consistency. His hands continued to hold my head so that I couldn’t pull off completely until he stopped throbbing. Once my mouth was no longer filling with his juice, he let go and I pulled off. A little bit of white was still oozing from the tip of his cock. It even looked like cream.
I grabbed a hold of him and wiped it away with my finger, then brought it to my lips and looked up at him as I stuck it in my mouth to suck it off. He had a big crooked smile on his face as he looked back at me. “That was awesome!” he said. His chest was moving up and down and he was breathing heavy, but he looked very pleased.
“Yeah, it was kind of fun,” I said. I was wondering whether he liked me anymore now that I had done that, or if it took numerous times for his feelings to change. I wouldn’t mind if it did.
“I want to see your body now,” he said.
I was still on my stomach so I rolled over onto my back and turned a bit so that I was laying horizontally on his bed with my feet hanging over one of the sides. “Sure,” I said.
Jimmy crawled over to me, his eyes feasting along my body. Without warning, he stuck out a hand and grabbed onto one of my boobs, giving it a squeeze and causing a little sound to escape my lips, mostly from surprise. “Be gentle,” I warned him.
Jimmy nodded and then grabbed the other one with his free hand, although this time when he squeezed he wasn�
�t so rough. He was using both hands to run circles around my breasts, and each time his fingers would brush against my nipples it would cause a little jolt of electricity to run up my spine. “I like that,” I said, hoping he would continue to pay attention to my little buds.
He smiled and bent forward. I wasn’t sure at first why, but then he gave my nipple a little kiss. I think I honestly let out a purr when he did that. Encouraged, he stuck a tongue out and gave it a lick. This time I moaned. He then took the whole nipple into his mouth and gave it a suck, licking it gently with his tongue as he did. The tingly feeling had now spread down between my legs and I had an overwhelming urge to touch myself.
I can’t say that I masturbated often, but it was mostly limited to those times in the shower when I was spending far too much time cleaning myself. But I sometimes stopped after a few minutes, before I got to the shuddering conclusion, because I began to feel guilty and dirty. This time, though, I was completely ignoring those feelings and all of a sudden I found myself with a finger rubbing along my lips and teasing the sensitive nub that lay guarding the top.
Jimmy noticed what I was doing quickly, and the attention he had been giving to my breasts stopped immediately as he lifted his head to look down. “Can I do that?” he asked.
“Uh, okay, I guess so,” I said. Touching my boobs was one thing, but I wasn’t sure about him going down between my legs. I had so rarely done it myself, I wasn’t sure what it would feel like if someone else tried it. But given what we had just done, I couldn’t figure out what the harm would be in letting him have a turn.
Without hesitation, Jimmy’s fingers moved my own away and replaced them. He fumbled around at first, but then I grabbed his hand and used it to show him what felt good. I rubbed his fingers up and down my lips and then showed him how to rub back and forth on my little sensitive button. Before long I was able to let go and he continued fine on his own. Better, actually, than I had been doing. I don’t know if it was the fact that it was someone else doing it, or who it was, or what, but all of a sudden my body started to feel better than it ever had before. I was tingling in all sorts of new ways, and there was a familiar tension starting to build.
I felt Jimmy’s fingers slip down along my lips and then I let out a gasp as he pushed them into me slightly. A wetness had already started, and he slid in easily. He looked up at my face to see if I was okay, and I just nodded to him, interested in where he was going with this. I usually didn’t put anything inside of myself, usually only focusing on the outside in the brief times that I explored. So this was new territory for us both.
As the wetness coated his fingers, he pushed them deeper and deeper. I recalled from our birds and the bees talk that Ma had mentioned that sometimes there would be some resistance the first time a girl had something poking around in there, and it might be painful, but she told me not to worry as I had had an incident while horseback riding when I was younger that took care of that problem. She didn’t really go into much more detail than that, but I was glad now that I wouldn’t have to worry about something hurting.
My breath was coming in rapid gasps now, and my hips were pushing back against my brother’s hand as it moved back and forth inside of me. The feeling of tension was still building, and although I was feeling amazing I also felt like I wanted it to be released pretty soon. Suddenly, as Jimmy was moving his fingers in and out with one hand, I felt his other hand go back to the top of my slit and touch my button again. As soon as he did that, I felt an immediate explosion of pleasure shoot out from between my legs and I arched my back as it ripped through me.
“Oh my god!” I pretty much screamed, unable to keep my mouth closed. I’d never felt something so intense, it was far better than any of the times I had done it on my own. All of the tension that was building had been released in one mighty eruption of pleasure - each nerve ending in my body felt like it was being stimulated at once, shooting out into my extremities. My body shook and shuddered, and Jimmy didn’t stop his fingers for a moment. Finally, it was too much though, and I pushed his hand away as I continued to pant and shake.
“That was amazing,” I said when I eventually caught my breath.
“It sure was,” Jimmy agreed.
I looked down at him and his cock was sticking straight out from his body once more. I wondered if he wanted me to put it in my mouth again, but I wasn’t sure if I would be able to so soon, my jaw was kind of sore and I barely wanted to move after the feeling he had just produced in me. He seemed to want to do something with it, though, as his hand started to rub it and his eyes were focused between my legs again.
Suddenly he got up on all fours and moved forward, climbing over top of me. I raised an eyebrow at him as he did, and then both of my eyes widened as I felt something pressing against me.
“Can I?” he said.
I knew what he was asking immediately. He wanted to press his willie up into me. But that was how babies were made, wasn’t it? Did that mean he’d put a baby in me? I definitely didn’t want that, but at the same time my body was all of a sudden aching for him to just go ahead and do it. I had to hold myself back from shoving my hips down and virtually impaling myself on him in response.
Before I could answer, though, I heard a horrifying sound coming from the other side of the room. It sounded like someone clearing their throat.
We both looked over, and there was Pa, standing at the door and staring at us. The thing was, he didn’t look as mad as I thought he would. There was definitely an odd look on his face, but it wasn’t anger. In fact, I thought I saw that tiny little hidden smile on his face again.
“Am I interrupting something here?” he asked, and then he walked into the room and shut the door behind himself...
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