Susan reached out and took Rick’s prick in her other hand and began to stroke on it. Judy watched with enormous eyes. Susan was pumping on both hard cocks, and it appeared as if she were enjoying it. She listened to the two boys grunt and moan, and now she could not stop herself from pressing a small fist into her crotch. The burning sensation was ever so delicious now.
“Oh, I don’t know if I can…” she heard Robert grunt in a thick voice. “I don’t know if I… oh, shit! I gotta…”
Judy saw the white cum spurt from the tip of his cock, and before she could see where it went, there was another one. Now she saw that the stuff was splashing onto Susan’s smooth thigh. She also saw that her little fist was jerking faster.
“Ooohh, damn!”
It was Rick’s voice, but Judy didn’t lift her eyes to his face. She had never heard her brother use such words before. She was anticipating what he would do. She hoped he would squirt stuff from his cock the way Robert did, only more so.
Susan pumped faster on his cock, still hanging on to the cock of Robert. White globs flew from the head of Rick’s prick, and then he spurted fast and furious. Judy did not see where the jism landed; her eyes were hot on the flare of his pisshole.
“That was better than doing it myself,” she heard her brother saying.
“Susan does it for me all the time,” Robert bragged. “I never have to jack myself off.”
Judy found the strength to move away, to walk on home. As she walked, she thought of what she had seen, the things she had heard. There was something very exciting about this, something that seemed to get inside her.
Many people turned to look at the girl as she walked slowly, deep in thought.
Judy was a small girl, with an extremely beautiful face. Her face was almost painfully sweet, pure with innocence. It was the kind of face people wanted to reach out to, to cuddle and take care of. Everything she wore emphasized her beauty. That day she had worn a pleated skirt and white blouse. The white blouse was not tight, but her nipples could be seen. The pleated skirt bounced gaily as she walked, her little ass writhing in a natural manner of graceful, fluid motion.
Judy had coppery-red hair, a color that glowed and glistened in the light. Normally, a girl with that hair coloring would be fair of complexion, but Judy was tanned lightly. There was not a blemish on her smooth flesh anywhere. Despite her small size, she was perfectly developed, flawlessly shaped.
Her brother Rick, only a year older, towered a full head over Judy. But she liked that.
Judy had large brown eyes, eyes that sparkled with youthful excitement, the sheer pleasure of living. She had a habit of glancing at people in such a way many considered seductive. But with her sweet face, it was not interpreted that way. Her nose was small, and her mouth full and lips moist. They were soft lips, like velvet.
Now, standing on the second-floor landing at school, looking out at the throng of students, she was once more remembering that day. She had felt herself jealous of Susan, jealous that Rick had touched her between the thighs, jealous because the girl had jacked Rick off… and not her.
Judy didn’t want any girl touching her brother, not that way. If Rick wanted that — needed it — she would be more than happy to help him. But she didn’t know how to go about letting him know. She considered simply and boldly telling him what she had seen, then bluntly saying she would let him touch her, that she would make his cock spurt. But she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
What Judy didn’t know was that as she stood on the landing above Rick and Robert, the two boys were looking up. They were discussing her as they looked up her dress. If she had been aware of this, quite possibly she would have run off blushing.
What the boys were looking at was Judy’s sweet smooth thighs, the way her ass swelled out and the tight fit of her panties. Since she was standing with her feet slightly apart and one knee hooked between the railings of the banister, they could also see the crotch of her panties. She had worn a pair of white panties today, and the material did not conceal the very small dark shadow of her scant cunthair. Also, her pussy made a tantalizing lump in the crotch of her panties.
The boys were talking about wanting to look at and feel her, the way Rick had done with Susan.
As she stood there, unaware that they were talking about her, looking up under her dress, it suddenly came to Judy who Susan was.
Susan was Robert’s sister!
For the rest of the afternoon, Judy was on pins and needles. Knowing that Susan and Robert were brother and sister, she felt she could now devise some method to let her own brother know she was available for lewd things. She felt a relief, a relief that had been hanging over her since that day, yet not quite enveloping her.
After school she ran home, knowing her parents would not be there. Both of them had jobs, and often they didn’t come home until seven or eight at night. If they were going to be later, they always called.
Now, she thought as she burst into the house, if only Rick will come home instead of hanging out at school the way he did much of the time.
With anticipation bubbling hotly inside her exquisite body, Judy ran a hot bath. She washed herself. After toweling dry, she placed perfume in strategic areas of her body. She had never used perfume before, but she wanted her brother to be attracted to her. Somehow, she managed to keep from overdoing it. She dressed in a becoming dress, discarding the idea of shorts. Instinctively, without any knowledge of how to be seductive, Judy managed to convey her availability to Rick anyway.
She heard him as he entered the house, and her heart leaped inside her chest. With a lump in her throat, she went out to meet him.
“Decided to come home for a change,” she said, her voice odd, and she had to struggle to keep a tremor out of it.
Robert glanced at his sister. “Anything wrong with that?”
Judy glanced down at the floor, shy. She had not intended to sound bossy. That was the last thing she wanted to sound like at this moment. Rick saw her crestfallen expression.
“Aw, don’t get mad, Judy,” he said.
“I’m not mad, Rick.”
“You look nice,” he said.
Judy brightened, lifting her eyes. She clamped her hands behind her and swayed her hips childishly. “Do you really think so?”
“Like the man said… good enough to eat.”
With a laugh, she skipped to him, stood on tiptoes and kissed his cheek. She had not kissed her brother in years, and now she was glad she had done it.
“What was that for?” he asked.
“You’re the best brother in the whole big world!” Judy smiled at him. “I’ve got the best brother of all!”
For a moment Rick didn’t say anything. He just looked at his sister. He was looking at her as if he had never seen her before. “You’re different,” he said.
“How am I different?” she countered, looking down shyly.
“Well you smell good, for one thing,” he said, peering at her. “You look different, too. I don’t know how different, but different. Aw, you know what I mean, Judy.”
“Do you like me?” she asked in a shy voice, looking at him from lowered lashes.
“Sure, I like you. You’re my sister, aren’t you?”
“I don’t mean that way,” she pouted. “Do you like me better than any other girl in the whole world?”
“How am I supposed to like you?”
“Well…” She shuffled one foot on the carpet. “I don’t know. I just kinda thought… well, that you liked me better than other girls.”
“You’re acting funny, Judy,” Rick said.
“Is something wrong with you?”
“No,” she said, then in a whisper: “Yes, there is something wrong with me.”
“You better tell the folks,” he said. “You might have to see a doctor.”
“I can’t tell them what’s wrong with me,” she replied. “And I certainly don’t need to see any damned old doctor.”
Rick’s eyes widene
d. “Did I hear you say ‘damned’?”
Judy placed her hands on her hips and stamped her small foot. “Yes, you did, Rick Stone! I said damn… damn, damn! I’ll say it again, too!”
“What’s wrong with you?” he asked again.
“Why don’t you open your damned old eyes and take a damned good look, damn you!” she shouted at him.
“You’re dingy,” Rick said. “I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”
“I’m talking about pussy… and fuck and… cock… and…” Her voice trailed off and she blushed a deep red. But her eyes continued to glare at her brother. Rick stood there, mystified and surprised to hear the words his sister was shouting at him.
“Yes!” she said, her courage taking hold again. “I said cock and pussy and fuck and fuck you!”
She whirled and fled from the room, going to her bedroom and flinging herself facedown onto the bed, tears in her eyes.
CHAPTER TWO
Rick stood for a while in the living room. None of it made sense to him. He went to her bedroom door and knocked.
“Judy?” he called out.
There was no reply.
“Judy? Let me talk to you,” he said through the door.
“Go away!” she yelled. “Go away and and… fuck yourself!”
He tried the doorknob, but it was locked. “Open up and let me in, Judy. Let’s talk about this.”
“Go play with Susan.”
“Huh?”
But Judy did not reply. She had shouted that at him in anger. She had not intended to let him share in her secret, to let him know she had spied on him that day. She sat up, staring at the door. Finally, she went to it and unlocked it, then flung herself facedown on the bed again.
Rick opened the door and entered.
His sister’s feet were toward him, and when she had flung herself down, the skirt of her dress flew to the lovely cheeks of her ass. Her slender, shapely thighs were fully revealed, as well as the tight panties that covered the sweet swells of her asscheeks. For a moment, Rick stood and gazed at the beautiful view, then moved to the bed and sat down on the edge of it.
He looked at his sister’s lovely thighs and the tight way her panties fit. He could see the attractive crease of her asscheeks where they met her thighs, and felt a tingle in his balls.
“What did you mean about Susan?” he asked, his voice low and slightly shaky.
“You know,” she sobbed, not looking at him.
“No, I don’t, Judy.”
“I saw you!” she sobbed. “I saw you at school.”
“What did you see?”
“You and… and Robert,” she said, her voice muffled by the pillow. “And Susan is Robert’s sis… sister!”
For a moment Rick didn’t say anything. Then, tentatively, he reached out and touched her lower leg.
Susan felt his hand on her calf and she began to tremble. She waited for him to say something, but he didn’t.
“You don’t… you don’t…” she began, stumbling over the words she wanted to say. “Oh, Rick! Why? Why did you do that to her?”
“Well, gosh…” he said. “Judy, you know how it is. I mean, a guy… a guy just has to… well, boys do that.”
“Sure they do,” she agreed, “but girls? Do they do it, too? I mean, is Susan the only one?”
“She’s the only one I’ve… you know.”
Judy turned over swiftly, glaring up at her brother. “You don’t need her!” she said, her words hissing. “You don’t need to touch her that way.”
When Judy turned over, her dress remained past her hips. Rick found himself looking at the tightness of his sister’s panties. Again he saw the bulge of her tantalizing cunt, the dark shadow of her sparse hair. Judy’s legs were open slightly, and he was sure he could see the slit of her pussy.
“Why are you looking at me that way, Rick?” she asked, her voice suddenly thick. “Do I look any different than Susan? Ant I a freak or something?”
“Gosh, Judy,” he grunted. “I don’t know what to say. I never seen you like this before.”
“Then you better take a damn good look, Ricky,” she snapped. “Because you’ll never get another look at me this way if you touch Susan again!”
Rick looked at his sister. There was anger in her dark eyes, but something else, too. “What did you say?”
“I said, I wouldn’t let you look at me this way ever again if you touch Susan,” she said, her voice no longer hers.
“I don’t understand, Judy.”
“Then let me explain,” she said, placing her warm palm on his thigh. “Whatever Susan can do, I can do.”
Excitement flared in his eyes. “You mean it, Judy?”
“Try it and see,” she challenged.
“I can… touch… touch you? The way I touched Susan?” He didn’t believe it. “You’ll let me touch you that way… down there?”
Judy lifted herself up on her elbows, looking at him. “Yes,” she said. “You can do everything with me that you do with Judy. Oh, Rick! Don’t you see I love you! I’d do anything for you!”
“Gosh!”
She waited, hardly breathing. She felt anticipation swelling in her chest, and she choked back a sob when she realized Rick still didn’t believe her.
“Oh, Goddamn it!” she snapped. She grabbed his arm and pulled it forward, placing his hand on her thigh a few inches from her cunt. “Touch me! Touch me like you touched Susan!”
“You’re sure?”
“Touch me!”
She felt her brother’s hand move up her thigh. She shivered, heat coming to the surface of her exquisite body. Still on her elbows, she watched his hand move toward her cunt. As his fingers moved to within half an inch of her twat, Judy opened her thighs wider. Then Rick had his palm cupping his sister’s pussy.
“Ooooooo!” Judy whimpered. “Oooohh, that feels… ohhhh, Rick! I like it!”
She writhed her hips as his fingers caressed the tight band of her panties. She felt something like a searing heat scorch her pussy. Rick moved his fingertip up and down her bulging slit. He discovered that what he was seeing was indeed the outline of his sister’s cunt.
“That isn’t the way you touched her,” Judy said in a low, throaty voice. “You put your finger inside her.”
“Well, Judy… are you sure?”
“Yes!” she demanded.
With a trembling hand, Rick pulled the crotch of his sister’s panties to one side. He peered down at her puffy cunt. The hair, very little of it, was as dark or darker than the hair on her head. The pink lips were fully visible. Being very careful, almost afraid Judy would change her mind, Rick began to press his middle finger between those succulent pussylips Judy moaned softly as she watched his finger slip in deeper. There was a fullness there, a feeling that both thrilled her and frightened her. For a brief moment she experienced a sharp pain, then it was gone. She was amazed at the change, at the most delicious feeling she had ever felt in her young life.
Rick’s finger was inside her cunt now to his knuckles. Judy stared between her thighs, surprised at how easily this had happened.
“Ohh, Rick!” she whimpered. “Ohhh, it so good!”
Rick was no longer hesitant with his sister. He had become even more excited than with Susan.
With her dark eyes glowing, holding herself up with her elbows, Judy stared at her brother’s finger so deeply embedded inside her bubbling, tight pussy. The sensation was so glorious her mind was reeling. She began to writhe her sweet little ass on the bed, finally arching her hips up.
“Oooooo!” she cooed with pleasure. “Oooooo, Rick. Oh, golly!” Her hips began to jerk up and down instinctively, the wet, tight lips of her cunt riding his finger. She continued to gurgle softly. “Ohhhh, yes, Rick! Golly! Ohhh, I like it!”
Unexpectedly, with her eyes wide in surprise, Judy suddenly shuddered. Her pussy convulsed strongly, and she came almost violently.
“Oooooo! Ahhhh!” she wailed, her hips writhing craz
ily as she came. “Ohhhh, that’s… that… ohhhhh, Ricky!”
Judy sprawled back, her small tits heaving up and down. Her expression was that of wonderment and delight. Rick slipped his finger from her clutching twat and gazed her. The crotch of her panties slipped almost back into place, with one cute pussylip still revealed. His cock strained inside his pants, throbbing harder than he ever remembered it.
A few moments later, Judy turned her face toward him. Her eyes fell upon the bulge in his pants and a smile spread over her sweet fact. “Look,” she murmured. “That’s the way you were with Susan.”
Rick gave her a shy smile.
Judy was not hesitant as she reached out to run her fingertip along the swelling bulge. She felt his cock lurch against her fingers. “Take it out, Ricky,” she asked in a soft, but excited, voice. “Take it out and let me see it.”
Rick pulled the zipper of his pants, then drew his throbbing prick forth. Judy gazed at it with huge eyes, the smile on her face growing.
Sitting up she leaned close, peering at his prick. The head was very swollen, very smooth looking, with a hole in the end. There was a bead clinging to the hole. She saw a vein running along one side of his cock. With a low gurgle, Judy grasped his prick in her hot little hand. She closed her fingers about it, squeezing her brother’s cock hard. The hotness of it, the hardness, the pulsations that came from it to her hand, thrilled Judy. As she had seen Susan do, Judy started pumping on her brother’s cock. She was licking at her lips, her eyes big and shining, as she stroked his cock.
If Susan could make Rick’s cock spew, then so could she, Judy thought. She would make it happen even better for her brother. She would show him she was better than Susan, show him he had no reason to play around with her. Judy had told her brother she would do anything for him and she meant it.
Her small, hot hand gripped his prick tightly, sliding up and down the way Susan had done it. Rick grunted a few times and was beginning to arch his cock upwards against her jacking fist. It was fun, Judy thought, holding his cock this way, but there was an idea forming in her mind. If this was a good feeling for her brother, then she thought of another way he might like even better.
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