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express written permission of the author.  (C)2003 By: Dark Vision.

The contents of this story are fictitious.  Any similarity to persons 
alive or dead is purely coincidental.

This story contains descriptions of sex, including sex between family 
members.  It is intended for adults only.  If you are offended by 
material of this nature, are under the legal age in your location to 
read this material, or it is illegal for you to possess this material, 
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The author may be contacted at Darkvision29@hotmail.com

Kathy Learns - Family Secrets

By: Dark Vision

"Chapter 8" (mf, voy, mast, oral, inc)

Kathy and her brother sat back and listened as their parents started to 
explain why they weren't mad at them and why they understood.

"You see kids, your father and I are well aware of the love that can 
develop between a brother and sister," Their mother began.  "We also 
know about learning about sex."

Kathy and Mike shifted uncomfortably as their mom talked.  They glanced 
at each other and then back at their parents.

Kathy said, "Did you two learn about sex when you were our age?  Did you 
learn about it from your brother's and sisters?

Rich chuckled and looked at his wife.  He turned back to his children 
and said, "Yes, you could say that.  Let us tell you about when we were 
your age and what happened, maybe you'll understand then."

Mike and Kathy sat quietly and waited for their parents to explain what 
they were talking about.  Their dad leaned forward, rested his forearms 
on his legs and clasped his hands together.  He fiddled with his wedding 
ring, rotating it around his finger.  After several minutes, he gathered 
his thoughts and began.

"Well, your mother and I were born and raised in farm country..."


"Kathy Learns - Family Secrets"

The sunrise was still an hour away when Joanne and Richard Morris woke 
up, dressed and went to the kitchen for breakfast.  Their mother and 
father were already sitting at the table, eating bacon and eggs.  The 
smell of fresh brewed coffee and hot bacon grease filled the kitchen. 
When Joanne and Rich sat down at the old wooden table, their mother got 
up, went to the stove and cracked five eggs into the hot grease.

"I'm going to be plowing the west eighty today Rich," his father told 
him.  "I want you and Jo to take care of the livestock and clean up the 
loft in the barn.  I bought hay and Mr. Wilkins will be delivering it 
tomorrow."

"Yes sir," Rich said.  "We should be able to get it all done today."

Every morning on the farm was about the same for the family.  Up before 
dawn, breakfast and then the chores.  During school, Joanne and Richard 
had to feed the animals, change from their work clothes into their 
school clothes and get to the end of the dirt road to catch the bus. 
Today, and for the rest of the summer, there was no school.  For the 
next three months the two young teens would spend their days working 
around the farm.

Joanne sat opposite her father and looked at his rugged face.  The years 
of hard work and sun had taken their toll on the man.  The family lived 
on the farm he was born on, and like his father before him, farming was 
the only life he knew.  The only time in his life he was away from the 
farm for more than a week or two was the four years he spent in the 
Army.  When he returned from overseas Seth Morris married Betty and she 
moved to the farm with him.

The couple didn't start having children until Seth's parents were dead 
and they were both in their late thirties.  Richard was born a cold 
March morning, his sister less than two years later.  The siblings had 
few friends growing up and besides school, and church on Sunday, spent 
all of their time on the farm.

Betty places a platter of fried eggs and strips of bacon on the table. 
Rich scrapped three of the eggs onto his plate, took half of the bacon 
and passed the platter to his sister.  She took the remaining eggs and 
bacon and began to eat.

"Mom," Joanne said.  "Do you think we can go into town in the next few 
days?  I need to pick up some personal items."

"I'll have to see Jo, I have a lot of work to do this week."

"I could take her mom," Rich said.  "We can get caught up on the chores 
and go tomorrow."

Joanne turned to her father and asked, "Can he take me?  There's a new 
movie at the drive-in and maybe we could go see it while we're in town."

Seth pushed his hand over his thinning gray hair, looked across at his 
daughter and smiled.  "If you two get everything done, you can take the 
pick-up and go on Friday."

Joanne giggled, got up and went over to her father.  She put her arms 
around his neck and hugged him, thanking him repeatedly.  "We'll have 
the chores done sir, I promise.  Today is only Wednesday, we have two 
days to do the work."

Seth smacked his daughter on her bottom and grinned.  He wasn't an 
unreasonable man, not like his father.  He knew his children needed to 
enjoy some of the things life had to offer and not be prisoners to the 
farm.  Jo let go of his neck, went back to her seat and drank the 
remainder of her milk.  She told her brother to hurry and headed for the 
backdoor.

Rich finished his breakfast, carried his dishes to the sink and followed 
his sister out to the back porch.  They sat on the bench, pulled their 
boots on and tied the laces.  Rich took his worn cap off a peg, pushed 
back his sandy brown hair and put it on his head.

"Let's go kid," he said to Joanne.  "We've got a lot of work to get done 
in two days."

The two siblings left the porch and headed across the yard to the barn. 
  The sun was beginning to peek above the horizon and their bodies cast 
long shadows on the dew-covered lawn.  Once in the barn, they set about 
their daily chores.  Joanne filled a pail with grain and went to feed 
the chickens while Rich fed the hogs.  After turning the small herd of 
cows out into a small pasture adjacent to the barnyard, Rich went to the 
loft to begin cleaning a place for the hay that would be arriving.

Joanne feed the sheep, playing with the two new lambs that were born a 
few weeks earlier.  She poured cat food into a large pan and waited for 
the barn cats to come to eat, talking to each of them as she petted 
their ragged fur.  Once she was done, she went to help her brother.

Rich was moving the bails of hay that were in the loft to one side so 
they wouldn't get mixed with the fresh hay.  Jo picked up a pitchfork 
and moved the loose hay from the loft, tossing it off onto the floor below.

As the morning wore on, the sun beat down on the barn's metal roof, 
heating the building.  The air was filled with dust and created an eerie 
sight in the sunlight that leaked into the barn from the cracks in the 
wooden walls.  After a couple of hours, Rich stuck his hay hooks into a 
bail and sat on another.  He pulled a red and black bandana out of the 
back pocket of his bib overalls, removed his cap and wiped his brow.

"We're almost half way done," Rich said.  "Why don't you go and get us a 
jug of water?"

"Sure," Joanne said, and headed down the ladder to the barn floor.  She 
picked up the water jug from a shelf near the door and went outside to 
the pump.

Holding the jug in her left hand, she lifted the long pump handle and 
pushed it up and down several times.  When the water began to flow out 
of the spigot, she held to jug under it and filled it with the cold well 
water.

Joanne climbed back into the loft and gave her brother the jug.  He held 
it up to his mouth and took a long drink.  Some of the water spilled 
from the corners of his mouth onto his overalls and shirt.  When he was 
finished, he handed the water to Jo and she too took a drink.

"It's starting to get hot in here," Rich said as hooked his thumbs in 
the straps of his bibs and lowered them.  He unbuttoned his checkered 
shirt, took it off and put the straps back onto his shoulders.  He laid 
back on a hay bail and covered his eyes with his forearm.

Joanne wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and nodded in 
agreement.  She too lowered the top of her blue denim bibs as she turned 
her back to her brother and unbuttoned the flannel shirt she wore. 
Beneath the blue and gray shirt, Joanne had on a girl's tee shirt.  The 
thin white cotton shirt had narrow shoulder straps with scalloped edges. 
  The arm openings dipped low beneath her armpits, reveling the swell of 
her breasts.  Joanne pulled her bibs back up and hung her flannel on a nail.

"Let's get back to work Rich, we still have a lot to do."

Joanne picked up a push broom and began to push the small pieces of hay 
and dust into a pile.  Rich sat up, grabbed the hay hooks and drove them 
into a bail.  He carried the hay to the pile of bails at the front of 
the loft and returned for another.  As he walked across the creaking 
wood floor, he glanced at his sister.

Rich froze in his tracks and stared at Joanne as she pushed the broom 
across the floor.  She was bent at the waist, gripping the broom handle 
midway down the wood shaft.  As she pushed the boom with short strokes, 
he could see her breasts sway.  He finally tore his eyes away when she 
looked up and turned away.

Rich couldn't help but wonder when the dramatic change in his little 
sister's body took place.  Although he had never paid much attention to 
her and never really thought about her as a girl, he couldn't believe 
that she had developed without him noticing.

Joanne always dressed conservatively, wearing loose fitting shirts and 
slightly baggy pants.  On Sundays, when they went to church, she wore 
dresses that covered her from her neck to below her knees.  The change 
in her body also took Joanne by surprise.  It seemed that over the 
course of the winter, her breasts grew nonstop and her waist narrowed. 
The layer of baby fat that circled her middle melted away and her hips 
took shape.

Self-conscious about the sudden changes, she had tried to shield her 
body from her mom and everyone else.  The personal items she had alluded 
to at the breakfast table were new bras and underwear.  She had always 
worn girl undershirts, like the one she had on, but felt that it was 
time for a change.  Some of her friends from school wore bras and she 
wanted to wear one too.

Rich continued to stack the hay, stealing glances at his sister at every 
opportunity.  He could feel his penis reacting to the sight of her body 
and was forced to adjust it several times.  When they two heard the loud 
bell ringing, they dropped their tools and headed to the house for 
dinner.  Before leaving the barn, Joanne put her shirt back on.

Walking from the barn to the house, Rich saw their father coming down 
the lane on the small tractor.  The big four-wheel drive tractor was 
left in the field he was plowing, the small Ford used to get back and forth.

The two kids washed their hands on the back porch and went back outside. 
  Their mother had set the picnic table and they would be eating under 
the shade of the large Oak tree near the back of the house.  Betty 
Morris carried a large covered dish of country-fried steak out of the 
house and placed it on the table.  She returned to the house and brought 
back mashed potatoes, green beans and homemade biscuits.  The noon meal 
was always the big meal of the day.  Supper was lighter and served after 
the day's work was complete.

While they ate, Seth asked his son about the progress he and his sister 
were making on the loft.  Rich told him that they would be done moving 
the old hay and cleaning before the end of the day.

"The new hay will be here tomorrow afternoon," Seth said.  "We will have 
to off load the truck onto the barn floor and then put the bails in the 
loft on Saturday."

"Jo and I can start putting it up Friday morning before we leave for 
town," Rich said.

Seth looked up from the large wedge of apple pie he was eating and said, 
"You two can take care of the stock and then go to town on Friday, and 
the hay can wait a day.  Your mother and I have business in Carson on 
Saturday and won't be home till late."

Jo helped her mom clear the table and carried the dishes to the house. 
She waited at the back door and her mom took the things into the house. 
  Jo's overalls were covered with dirt and she would have to take them 
off to enter the house.  Once the table was cleared, Jo stretched out on 
the grass under the oak, next to her dad and brother.

The three rested in the shade and talked about how unseasonably warm it 
was.  Seth looked into the cloudless sky and said, "I just hope it 
doesn't rain till I get the plowing done."

At one thirty, an hour and a half after they had stopped, the three got 
up to go back to work.  Seth climbed onto the tractor, started the 
engine and drove off.  Rich and Joanne went back to the barn and up into 
the loft.

The afternoon sun had made it so hot in the old barn that it was 
uncomfortable.  Joanne took her flannel off again and worked in her 
undershirt and bibs.  Just as before lunch, Rich couldn't help looking 
at his sister.  Near the end of the day, all of the bails were stacked 
and the dirt sweep into a series of small piles.

"Rich," Joanne said.  "Hold the shovel so I can sweep this dirt into it."

Joanne used the wide push broom to move the piles of dirt onto the 
shovel while her brother held it for her.  At one point, she glanced up 
and caught him looking down the front of her bibs and undershirt.  The 
tee shirt would gap as she moved her arms and give her brother a view of 
the tops of her breasts.

"Why do you keep staring at me Rich?"

Rich jerked his head up and began to blush.  He stammered and finally 
said, "Um, I wasn't staring at you Jo."

"Yes you were you have been all afternoon."

"Well, ah...you've changed Jo.  I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare at you."

Joanne couldn't figure out what her brother was talking about until she 
looked down and noticed that her breasts could be seen when she moved 
just right.  She pressed her hand against her bibs, closing the gap and 
blocking her brother's view.

"Let's finish this," she said, trying to change the subject.  "I need a 
shower."

Being careful of how she bent over, Joanne finished sweeping the dirt 
into the shovel.  The two put the tools away, took care of the livestock 
and headed for the house.

"You take your shower first Rich, I want to play with the dog for a few 
minutes."

Rich went to the outdoor shower that their father had built off the back 
porch.  A large holding tank on the roof of the porch collected 
rainwater from the roof of the house and the sun warmed it.  The back of 
the porch was one wall of the topless enclosure, with two sheets of 
corrugated metal sheeting making up the other two.  A canvas curtain was 
used to complete the shower.

Stepping into the shower, Rich removed his clothing and stood under the 
round showerhead in the center.  He pulled the chain that hung down, 
opening the valve and let the water cool water cover his sweaty body. 
When he was finished, he dried himself with one of the towels that hung 
on a peg and wrapped it around his waist.

"Hey Jo," Rich yelled as he walked to the back door carrying his dirty 
clothes.  "Your turn."

Joanne stopped playing with the old yellow dog and went to the shower. 
She stepped into the stall and removed her clothes.

Rich tossed his dirty clothes into a basket on the back porch and ran up 
the stairs to his bedroom.  He pulled on a pair of jeans, opened his 
bedroom window and slipped out onto the roof of the porch.  Moving 
slowly, he snuck to the water tank and peeked over the edge of the roof 
into the shower below.  He watched as his younger sister stood naked 
under the water and rubbed shampoo into her hair.  When she turned 
towards the back of the house, he could see her breasts and gasped.

Joanne's breasts had grown to the size of half grapefruits.  Her dark 
quarter-sized areolas were topped with dark pink nipples, which stood 
out because of the cool water and appeared to be slightly larger than 
pencil erasers.  Rich's penis grew and extended down the leg of his 
jeans.  He gripped his hard shaft and rubbed it as he spied on his 
unsuspecting sister.  When she was finished with her shower, Rich went 
back to his room and masturbated.

Wrapping a towel around her naked body, Joanne collected her clothes and 
took them into the house.  She tossed them into the washer, picked up 
her brothers, added them to the load and went into the kitchen.  She 
would get dressed and come back to do the laundry, after her father had 
changed so she could do his too.

"Jo," her mom said as she walked through the kitchen.  "What personal 
items do you need from town?"

"I need to get some bras and panties mom.  I don't own a bra and I've 
grown out of most of my panties."

"Bras?  What do you need bras for?"  Betty asked her daughter.

"MOM!  What do you think I need a bra for?  I have boobs now and I need 
some."

When her mother began to question her, Jo opened her towel and showed 
her mom her chest.  Betty's glanced from her daughter's firm breasts to 
her mons.  She saw the tuft of curly blond pubic hair that adorned her 
daughter's crotch and grinned.

"You're right Jo, you do need a bra.  Are you sure you don't want me to 
go with you to pick them out?"

Joanne recovered herself and shook her head no.  "I already know what I 
want mom."

"You do huh, just what is it you think you want?"

"Wait a minute mom, I'll show you," Joanne said and she left for her 
bedroom.

When she returned to the kitchen, she was wearing her nightgown and 
carrying a Sears catalog.  She flipped through the pages until she found 
what she was looking for and pointed at the pictures if young girls 
dressed in matching bra and panty sets.

"This is what I want mom."

"Joanne!  I don't think that kind of underwear is appropriate for a 
fourteen-year-old girl.  You should get plain white bras and panties," 
Betty teased.

"Aw mom, that's so old fashion.  None of the girls at school wear 
underwear like that.  They all have pretty bras and panties and I want 
some too.  Besides, I'll be fifteen in two weeks."

"Fifteen or not, I just don't know if you need that type of underwear," 
her mom said, remembering her childhood and the desire to fit in with 
the town kids.

Joanne huffed and said, "Never mind, I'll just ask daddy."

"Okay, okay," Betty said, knowing her father would tell her to do 
whatever she wanted to do.  "Get what you want."

"Thanks mom, don't worry I'll pick out nice ones."

Joanne went to her bedroom and pulled a dime store novel that a girl at 
school had given her out of its hiding place and climbed into bed.  She 
stared at the cover and the picture of a scantly dressed woman in the 
arms of a tall shirtless man.  Opening the book to the first chapter she 
began to read.

After an hour, she put the book back between her mattress and box 
spring, slid down and pulled the sheet over her.  As she drifted to 
sleep, she thought about being taken into the arms of a handsome man and 
being kissed, being touched, being loved.

A loud rap on her bedroom door interrupted Joanne's erotic dream.

"Let's go Jo, time to get up," Rich yelled before opening her door and 
looking in.

When he looked at her bed, he saw his sister lying on her back with her 
knees up and her nightgown gathered at her waist.  He could clearly see 
her white panties as he had so many times before.  This time was 
different, he didn't see his little sister, he saw a girl, a girl with 
real breasts.

Rich felt his uncontrollable cock jump in his overalls and quickly 
turned around, yelling at her to get up again.  Joanne rubbed her eyes, 
sat up and looked at her brother.  She saw that he was facing away and 
thought it strange.

"I'm up," she said.  "I'll be down in a minute."

Rich left the room and went down to the kitchen.  He was almost finished 
with his breakfast when Joanne came into the room and sat down.  She was 
wearing overalls, like every other day, but these were several years old 
and a little tight.  Her flannel shirt was over the top of her bibs, 
rather than under the shoulder straps.  Joanne quickly ate her breakfast 
and followed her brother out to the barn.

Like the day before, the two teens took care of their chores.  When they 
were finished feeding and watering the livestock, they went into the 
barn to finish cleaning the main floor.  Mr. Wilkins was due to deliver 
the hay after dinner and the barn had to be ready.  They scooped up the 
loose hay they had tossed from the loft and began to sweep up.

This day was as hot as the previous one and after a couple of hours Rich 
removed his shirt.  He didn't have an undershirt on today and Joanne 
noticed his muscular arms and chest for the first time.  She felt a 
little strange as she watched her brother's skin ripple when he picked 
up a heavy barrel and moved it across the barn.

Joanne could feel her face warm as she followed his every move.  She 
removed her own shirt and hung it over her brother's, reveling her 
undershirt.  When Rich glanced at her, she smiled and picked up her 
broom.  The tight bib overalls didn't gap like the pair she had on the 
day before, denying her brother a view if her chest.

After dinner, they two kids unloaded the hay wagon with the help of 
their father and Mr. Wilkins.  It was dark by the time they had all of 
the bails piled on the barn floor, waiting to be hoisted into the loft. 
  Rich and Jo took care of the animals and then went to shower.  Joanne 
ran ahead of her brother and slipped into the shower first.  Rich sat on 
the porch steps and waited for his sister to finish so he could wash the 
dust from his sweaty body.

Joanne stepped out of the shower with her dirty clothes over one arm and 
clutched her towel above her breasts with the other.  She went over to 
the steps, walked past her brother and reached for the screen door.  As 
she pulled the door open, she dropped her clothes and bent at the waist 
to pick them up.  Rich stood up and turned around to say something to 
his sister, but he was speechless when he saw her.

Joanne's towel had ridden up and Rich had a clear view of her bottom. 
Even though her legs were together, he could see her pubic hair between 
the gap her legs.  He turned and charged towards the shower in hopes she 
wouldn't notice him.  While in the shower room, he wrapped his hand 
around his penis and began to stroke it.

Joanne had caught her brother's quick exit and wondered what happened. 
She went over to the shower to ask him what was wrong, but stopped 
outside the canvas curtain when she heard him moaning.  She peeked into 
the gap of the curtain and stopped breathing when she saw him. 
Something told her to run, but she couldn't move.  Her eyes and mouth 
were wide open as she watched his hand sliding over his erect penis. 
When he clamped his eyes shut and she saw his semen shoot out of his 
erection, she turned and ran into the house.  She threw the clothes into 
the basket and then charged through the house.  Once in her room, she 
closed the door and sat on her bed.

Shaking her head, she closed her eyes and saw the image of her brother's 
activity.  As she thought about it, she noticed a strange tingle between 
her legs.  Neither she or her brother were strangers to sex, they had 
both seen the livestock mating many times.  They had witnessed different 
animals giving birth, and had even helped.  The thing she had just seen 
her brother do was beyond anything she could have ever imagined.

Joanne stood up, removed her towel, and pulled her nightgown over her 
head.  She stepped into a clean pair of panties and pulled them up over 
her hips.  Downstairs, she sat at the table with the rest of the family 
eating supper.  She kept glancing up at her brother and the image of him 
in the shower popped into her head.  After dinner she watched television 
until about nine and then went to bed.

  After crawling into bed, she thought about reading her book, but 
decided against it.  As she lay staring up into the darkness, Joanne ran 
her hand over her breasts, down along her tummy.  She rubbed her stomach 
in small circles, moving closer and closer to her mons.  Lifting her 
bottom, she pulled her nightgown up around her waist and slipped her 
hand into her panties.

Her fingers moved lightly over her soft curls and then ventured lower. 
She opened her legs and touched the folds of her labia, feeling her body 
warm as she rubbed herself.  Joanne had touched herself before, but only 
to wash.  This was different, much different.  This was bringing out 
feelings and sensations she had never experienced.  She moaned softly as 
she slid her finger between the hot wet lips and shuddered when she 
touched her clitoris.

The contact with the small hidden nub sent a tingle throughout her 
entire body.  She could feel it in her nipples and when she touched one 
with her other hand, it intensified the feeling.  Joanne increased the 
pressure and speed of her fingers between her now wide spread legs and 
pulled at her nipples.  Suddenly her body began to quiver and a groan 
escaped her open mouth.

Joanne didn't know what was happening, but she couldn't stop the 
feelings or the motion of her fingers that was causing them.  She 
groaned and moved her head from side to side as her very first orgasm 
ripped through her.  When the exquisite feelings began to subside, she 
renewed the effort with her fingers and tried to bring them back.

Finally, she relaxed and removed her hand from her crotch.  She lay on 
her back breathing heavily her head swimming with questions.  She 
wondered what it was that she had just experienced and if she could do 
it again.  Joanne also wondered if the things she has seen her brother 
doing earlier provided the same pleasure to him.

A little confused and very satisfied, Joanne slipped off to sleep.

On the other side of the wall that separated his room from his sister's, 
Rich lay in bed thinking about what he had seen on the porch steps.  He 
heard the moaning coming through the wall and wondered if his little 
sister was playing with herself like he was.  He stroked his cock, felt 
his balls pull up and his semen surge for the fourth time that night. 
He tried to imagine how a girl masturbated as he massaged his flaccid 
member and decided to try to find out.  After several minutes of trying, 
he realized his penis would not respond again and he removed his hand.

When Rich woke up on Friday morning and went to his sister's room, he 
found her bed empty.  He went to the bathroom, saw the door was closed 
and headed for the kitchen.  His parents were finishing their breakfast 
like most other mornings when he walked into the kitchen and sat down.

"Is your sister up yet?"  His mom asked as she began to fry his eggs.

"I think she's in the bathroom mom, her bedroom was empty and the 
bathroom door was closed."

"I want you two to be careful in Carson this afternoon.  It's not our 
little town you know," Betty told her son.

"The boy is almost seventeen Betty, you don't have to tell him to be 
careful," Seth said.  "I wasn't much older when I went into the service 
and overseas."

Rich's father reached into his overalls and pulled out a fifty dollar 
bill.  He handed it to his son and said, "This is for your dinner and 
the movie.  Do you have spending money?"

"Yes sir, I've been saving my allowance.  I think I have about two 
hundred dollars.  I want to look for a new shotgun, my twenty-gauge is 
not quite enough gun for deer."

Joanne came into the kitchen, took her seat, and said, "good morning."

"Good morning Jo," her dad said.  "Do you have enough money for today?"

"I think so daddy."

Rich finished his meal and left for the barn while his mother served his 
sister breakfast, telling her to hurry.

Seth reached into his overalls again and gave his young daughter two 
hundred dollars.

"Your mom tells me you need some new clothes Jo.  This should help you 
get what you want."

"Mom!" Joanne said.  "Did you tell him?"

"Yes dear, I did.  He said you can get the things you showed me," Betty 
said as she placed a plate in front of her.

Joanne blushed and avoided looking at her father.  She thanked him for 
the money and began to eat her breakfast.  When she was finished, she 
took care of her dishes and took off to help her brother with the daily 
chores.

The two teens breezed through their work in record time.  They ran back 
to the house to get ready for their trip to town.  Rich walked over to 
the outdoor shower and pulled the curtain back.

"Do you want to go first sis?"

"No thanks, I'm going to use the bathroom today Rich."

Joanne went onto the porch, pulled off her bibs and went up to the 
bathroom.  She showered in hot water, shampooing and conditioning her 
hair.  When she was done washing, she shaved her legs, something she 
really didn't need to do.  After slipping on her robe, she went to her 
room to dress.

She took an older pair of panties out of her drawer and slipped them on. 
  Joanne had already decided that she was going to wear her new 
underwear as soon as she could and would just throw away the old ones. 
She picked out a green sleeveless blouse and put it on without an 
undershirt.  Hunting through her closet, she found a pleated denim skirt 
and stepped into it.  After completing her outfit with a pair of 
sandals, she went to find Rich.

Joanne knocked on her brother's door and yelled, "Hey Rich, are you 
ready to go yet?"

"I'm almost finished Jo, come on in."

Joanne opened the door and stepped into her brother's bedroom.  He was 
wearing a pair of jeans and searching for a shirt.

"What shirt should I wear today Jo?" Rich asked her, holding up a white 
tee shirt with a band's picture on it and a button down striped down shirt.

"This one," she said pointing to the striped shirt.  "You look nice in 
that shirt."

Joanne watched as her brother put on his shirt.  His muscular chest 
rippled as he put his arms through the sleeves and pulled it closed. 
She continued to watch as he buttoned the shirt, leaving the top two 
buttons open.  When he unbuttoned his jeans and lowered his zipper to 
tuck his shirttails in, she glanced at his boxer shorts.  It wasn't 
uncommon for the family to be seen in their underwear, buy this seemed 
different.  There was something exciting about seeing him open his jeans 
and tuck in his shirt.

"Okay kid, I'm ready to go," Rich said as he walked past her and out of 
his room.

Following her brother down the hall to the stairs, Joanne couldn't help 
but stare at his firm butt as he walked.  Her mind thought about what 
she had seen in the shower and she felt her cheeks warm.

The two siblings went into the kitchen to tell their mother goodbye. 
After some last minute instructions, they headed for the back door. 
They almost ran to the five year old Ford pickup and climbed into the 
cab.  Joanne tossed her purse onto the bench seat between her and her 
brother and settled back for the drive into town.

Joanne was lost in her thoughts and stared out the windshield as her 
brother drove the truck down the dirt road.  When he reached the main 
road, he turned left onto the blacktop and accelerated.  After about 
fifteen minutes of driving, he glanced at his sister.

"Something bothering you Jo?  You haven't said a word since we left the 
house."

Shaking her head she replied, "Not really, just thinking."

"What you thinking about?"

Joanne remained silent for several minutes and then turned to her 
brother, pulling one leg up onto the seat.  She pulled the hem of her 
skirt down and said, "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure Jo, what do you want to know?"

"Have you ever kissed a girl before?"

Rich was a little shocked by his younger sister's question.  He grinned 
and glanced at her as she leaned against the door and looked at him.

"Yeah, I kissed Mary Martin once."

"When?"

"Last winter, we were at Bobby's birthday party."

"Are you going with her?"

"No," Rich chuckled.  "I'm not going with her, or any other girl."

"What happened Rich?  Why did you kiss her?"

"Almost everyone at the party was making out and I guess it just 
happened with Mary and I."

"Making out?"

"Yeah, you know kissing and stuff."

"What stuff?"

"You Know, some of the guys were touching the girls...you know."

Joanne leaned forward a little as if she needed to be closer to hear. 
She looked down at her hands as she fiddled with her fingers.

"No Rich, I don't know.  I've never kissed a boy before, not really 
kissed anyway.  What do you mean touching?  Don't you have to touch to 
kiss?"

Rich laughed at his sister's naivety.  He wasn't all that experienced 
himself, but he was glad he knew more than her.  Joanne had always done 
much better in school and was smart.  She always seemed to know the 
answer to everything, but now he had knowledge she didn't.  He knew more 
about farming and how mechanical things worked, but she was never 
interested in those things.

"Sometimes guys try to touch a girl's, ah..."

"What!"  She blurted out in frustration.  "What do boys try to touch?"

"Tits Jo, guys try to touch a girls tits when they make out."

Rich pulled into a fast food restaurant and parked.  Joanne's face 
turned red and she turned to face away from her brother, hoping he 
wouldn't see her blushing.  Without saying another word, Rich opened the 
door of the truck and got out.

Opening her door, Joanne also climbed out of the truck and walked behind 
Rich into the restaurant.  She thought about the feeling of her own hand 
on her breasts the night before and was curious as to why a boy would 
want to touch them.  What pleasure could another person get from 
touching a girl's boobs, she wondered.

After ordering their food and sitting in a booth, they began to eat. 
Joanne couldn't get the idea of her brother kissing Mary out of her 
mine.  The more she thought about it, the more questions she had.  After 
they had finished their meal, they threw away the empty wrappers and 
soda cups and left.

"Do you want to shop here in town or go to Carson Jo?"  Rich asked as 
they walked to the truck.

"Why don't we go right to Carson Rich?  They have more stores there."

"No problem sis, what ever you want."

Rich and his sister got back into the truck and they left for Carson. 
The bigger town was another thirty minutes from where they were, 
connected by a two-lane blacktop road.  As they rode along, Joanne 
stared out the window at the farm fields they were passing.

"Rich," Joanne said, still staring out the side window of the truck. 
"Did you try to touch Mary?  Did you try to touch her boobs?"

"Not really Jo, we just kissed," he fibbed.  Rich had tried to feel 
Mary's breasts, but she wouldn't let him.  Each time he moved his hand 
towards her, she pushed it away.

Joanne tuned to face her brother.  She studied his profile as he drove 
along the country road, noting his features.  She traced his square jaw 
with her eyes, as well as his lips and nose.  She noticed that his lips 
were full and his nose had a very slight hook to the end of it.  When he 
glanced at her, she looked into his deep blue eyes.  His head was 
covered with wavy hair that never looked brushed.  He wore it short and 
most of the time covered it with a cap.

"What was it like Rich, kissing a girl?

"It was okay I guess, we didn't really kiss that much."

"How'd it happed?"

"I don't know, it just did.  Mary and I were about the only ones that 
weren't kissing so we just did it."

"Did you kiss her first or did she kiss you?"

"She kissed me first.  We were sitting next to each other on a couch and 
the couple next to us was making out.  Mary put her arm around my neck 
and kissed me.  I kind of think she did it just so the other kids 
wouldn't think she was strange or something."

Joanne twisted around, put her leg on the seat and sat on it.  "Was the 
other boy on the couch touching the other girl's tits?"

Rich giggled and said, "I wasn't really paying any attention to them Jo."

In reality, he had paid attention to the other couple.  Bobby and his 
girlfriend Gail, two kids from his class, had been going with each other 
for quite a while.  He remembered seeing Bobby put his hand under Gail's 
sweater.  He also remembered how she moaned and wiggled when he did. 
 From where he and Mary were sitting that night, Rich could see the back 
of Bobby's hand distorting Gail's sweater as he massaged her breasts.

Joanne nodded and turned to look out the front window of the pickup. 
She thought about the description of how the man and woman in her book 
had kissed and put their tongues into each other's mouths.  She wondered 
if her brother had had his tongue in Mary's mouth, or if she had hers in 
his.

It was a little after two in the afternoon when Rich pulled the truck 
into the parking lot of the Wal-Mart store.  He found a parking place, 
pulled in between two cars, and turned off the engine.

"We're here," he said snapping Joanne out of her daydream.  "Let's go."

Joanne nodded, picked up her purse and got out of the truck.  She walked 
next to her brother as they crossed the parking lot and went to the 
entrance of the store.  Once in side, Joanne turned to Rich.

"I have some things to look for Rich, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to the sporting goods department Jo, I want to look at the 
shotguns.  I'll come look for you when I'm finished."

"Okay Rich, I'll be in the clothing department."

The two siblings separated and headed in opposite directions.  Joanne 
went into the lingerie area and began to look for new underwear.  The 
discount store didn't really have salespeople to help her so she just 
looked through the racks trying to find the type of thing she had seen 
in the catalog.

Joanne pushed her cart through the racks, placing a package of white 
socks into the basket.  She pulled two packs of white cotton panties off 
a hook and tossed them in, thinking that they would make her mother 
happy.  Next, she looked at the assortment of colored bras and panties, 
causally fingering the silky fabric.  She pulled two different sized 
black bras from the rack and moved her cart to the dressing rooms. 
Leaving the cart next to the counter, she showed the woman sitting there 
her selection and went in to try them on.

After removing her blouse, Joanne tried the first bra on and adjusted 
the shoulder straps.  She looked at her reflection in the full-length 
mirror and then turned sideways.  The bra she wore made her breasts 
stand out and the lightly padded cups made her look bigger than she 
really was.  She removed the garment and tried on the other one.

The second bra was unpadded and made her breasts look more natural.  She 
pushed and pulled at the bra, trying to make sure it was the right size. 
  As she stood in front of the full-length mirror, she looked over her 
newly developed body.

Joanne stood five foot six and weighed about one hundred and ten pounds. 
  Her straight blond hair came down to her shoulders, and was tucked 
behind her ears.  Removing her skirt and standing in her panties and the 
bra, she looked at her bottom.  It was round and firm with a slight 
crease where it met her muscular thighs.  The work on the farm kept her 
body tight and her muscles were a bit more defined than the city girls 
at her school.

After she was finished examining herself, she put her skirt back on and 
unfastened the new bra.  Removing the garment, she decided that the size 
of the first bra was good, but she liked the second's construction. 
Joanne put her blouse back on and left the dressing room to make her 
selections.

After returning the two bras to the rack, she picked out several others 
in the right size and material.  She found a black and yellow bra that 
had very shear cups and after checking the size, dropped it into the 
cart.  She selected matching panties, most of them bikinis.  She spotted 
a rack of thongs, looked at one and decided to buy a red and a black 
pair.  She thought about what her mom would say, but decided she could 
wash them by hand and her mother would never know.

Once she had the new lingerie she wanted, Joanne went to the sleepwear 
and picked out a couple pairs of pajamas with short sleeveless tops and 
tap-pant bottoms.  She selected a new skirt and went to find a matching 
top.  She selected a few tank tops and added them to her cart.  As she 
was leaving the area, Joanne saw a rack of halter-tops and stopped to 
look at them.  She looked up at a mannequin that displayed one of the 
tops and decided that they would be cool and comfortable under her bib 
overalls when she was working in the summer heat.  She put several of 
the triangular tops into the cart and moved on.  When she spotted a rack 
of tube tops, she took several white ones and added them to her growing 
items.

As she was shopping, Joanne kept a mental estimate of the amount of 
money she would have to spend to make her purchases.  She walked over to 
the swimwear and began looking at new bathing suits, knowing she would 
have enough to pay for everything using only the money her father had 
given her.

Joanne picked a cute white two-piece suit and dropped it into the cart. 
  She was looking at some of the other clothing when her brother found 
her and asked how she was doing.

"I think I have everything I need," she said waving her hand at the 
cart.  "Did you find what you were looking for?"

"Yeah, they have a nice twelve gauge over there, but it's more than I 
have.  I'll have to come back later after I save some more money."

"How much are you short Rich?  I could lend you some money if it isn't 
too much."

"About sixty dollars sis."

Joanne did some quick math in her head and said," I can give it to you, 
if you want."

"Really, that would be great Jo."

Joanne took three twenty-dollar bills out of her purse and handed them 
to her brother.  He took the money, thanked her and left for the 
sporting goods department.  Joanne headed for the cosmetic aisle to pick 
up some makeup.

Looking over the vast selection of items, Joanne picked out a couple of 
tubes of lip-gloss, an eyeliner pencil and a tube of mascara.  She also 
picked up some deodorant, shampoo, and lotion.  Joanne looked at the 
cologne and picked a fragrance she liked.

As she walked towards the checkout counter her brother walked up beside 
her carrying a box.

"Did you get it?"  She asked him.

"I sure did," he grinned holding the box up for her to see.  "Thanks a 
million for lending me the money Jo."

"No problem, glad I could help you."

Joanne pushed her loaded cart up to a register and began piling her 
selections on the moving belt.  The woman behind the counter punched the 
buttons on her cash register and put the items into bags.  Rich watched 
as the woman picked up his sister's new underwear, removed the plastic 
hangers and dropped it into the bag.  When Joanne placed her makeup on 
the counter he looked at her.

"Does mom know you're buying makeup Jo?"

"No, you won't tell will you?"

"Of course not."

When the woman told Joanne the total, she reached into her purse and 
handed her a stack of bills.  The woman gave her the change and she 
dropped it into her purse.  Joanne began to gather the bags and Rich 
helped her.  They went out to the truck and began to put the things away 
behind the seat.  Joanne shuffled several things between her bags and 
then got in.  Rich secured his new shotgun and also climbed into the truck.

Checking his watch, Rich said, "It's just after four sis, what do you 
want to do now?"

"Let's go downtown and walk around for a while, I would like to do some 
window shopping."

"Okay kid, it won't be dark for another few hours so we can go to the 
movies.  I need to get some gas in the truck too."

Rich drove to a gas station and pulled up to the pumps.  He got out and 
started to fill the tank while Joanne pulled her bag from behind the seat.

"I'm going to the restroom Rich, I'll be back in a few minutes."

Rich nodded and Joanne walked towards the building.  She went into the 
woman's room, locked the door and removed her blouse.  Reaching into the 
bag, she pulled out her new black bra, put it on and fastened the small 
clip between the shear cups.  She fixed the straps and looked at herself 
in the mirror.  Grinning, she reached under her skirt and removed the 
old panties she had worn, replacing them with a pair of black bikinis. 
She held her skirt up and stepped back so she could see what they looked 
like on her.  She turned and looked over her shoulder to see how they 
fit over her firm round bottom and pulled at the edges.

Satisfied with the way the new lingerie looked, she dropped her skirt 
and put her blouse back on.  She took the makeup out of the bag and 
applied eyeliner and mascara.  Joanne coated her lips with the pink 
gloss she had bought and dropped the makeup into her purse.  After 
shoving her old panties and the empty bag into the trash, she left the 
restroom.

When she rounded the corner, she saw Rich coming out of the building 
with two bottles of Coke.  She met him and took one of the bottles when 
he offered it to her.

"Thanks Rich, I was getting thirsty.  Are we ready to go?"

"Yup," he replied.  "Let's go."

They got back into the truck and he drove to Main Street.  He pulled up 
to the curb and turned off the engine.  When they got out of the truck, 
he locked the door.  Joanne and her brother began walking slowly along 
the shops, gazing into the windows.  The came to a small boutique and 
Joanne walked into the shop, her brother right behind her.  She looked 
at the unique clothing the store carried, flipping through the items on 
the racks.

In the back of the store, they had a selection of lingerie.  She walked 
back and looked at the items, wishing she had known about the store 
before stopping at Wal-Mart's.  When she looked at a price tag on a bra 
much like the one she had on, she decided that she was better off at the 
discount store.

Rich found her looking at the sexy underwear and blushed when she caught 
his eye.  He glanced around at the things hanging on the racks, 
wondering if women really wore them.  When his sister saw him looking at 
one of the mannequins dressed in a teddy, a garter belt and stockings, 
she smiled and went over to him.

"Sexy huh?"

Rich spun around and looked right into his sister's eyes.  His face 
turned bright red, he nodded and quickly walked away.

Joanne caught up with her brother outside the store and grabbed his arm. 
  She was giggling and trying to talk.

"I'm sorry Rich, I didn't mean to embarrass you."

"It's okay sis.  Do girls really wear that kind of stuff?"

"I guess they do, the store must sell it to someone."

As they walked along the sidewalk, Rich began glancing at the other 
women and girls, wondering what they were wearing under their clothing. 
  He felt his penis thicken as he imagined what a woman would look like 
dressed in the scanty lingerie he saw in the store.  Joanne was still 
holding onto his arm as they walked, when he realized it, he pulled his 
arm away from her.

They continued to move along, looking into the stores.  They stopped for 
ice cream at a little soda shop, sitting at a small round table to eat 
it.  The shop was full of other customers, and Rich was checking out 
everyone of the female patrons.  His sister watched his eyes dart from 
one girl to another as she finished her ice cream.

"What time is it?"  She asked.

"It's almost six, we shouldn't have eaten this," he said.  "We won't 
want supper."

"Maybe we can get something at the drive-in.  They have hotdogs and stuff."

Rich finished and they left.  They walked down the other side of the 
street, gazing into the windows.  When they were across the street from 
the truck, they crossed.  Rich unlocked the door for his sister and she 
climbed in.  As she did, her skirt rose high on her legs and gave her 
brother a glimpse of her panties.  After getting into the truck, Rich 
rolled down the window to let the heat escape.  It was another very hot 
afternoon and the closed up truck was like an oven.

They drove out to the edge of town and into the driveway of the outdoor 
theater.  The drive-in had two screens, facing in opposite directions. 
One screen had family movies, the other had films suited for adults.

"Do you want to see the Disney movie or 'Nightmare on Elm Street'?" 
Rich asked Joanne.

"What do you think?"

"Okay then," Rich laughed.  "Disney it is."

Joanne gave her brother a dirty look and said,  "I'm not a little kid 
anymore you know."

Rich looked at her.  His eyes moved from her cute face to her full 
breasts and down to her legs.  He looked back up into her eyes and said, 
"No, I guess you're not Jo."

Joanne blushed slightly and forced a giggle.  She cocked her head to the 
side and asked, "Just what's that supposed to mean."

Rich pulled into line for the movie and drove up behind the car in front 
of them.

"Nothing sis,"

By the time they got up to the ticket booth it was getting dark.  Rich 
paid for their entry and drove though the gate into the parking area.  A 
sign inside the drive-in's parking lot indicated that trucks and high 
profile vehicles were to park near the back.  He turned to his right and 
found a spot in the back row. Rich backed the truck into a slot close to 
the pipe that held the speaker, and away from the other cars and trucks.

"Do you want to get something to eat now, or wait until later?"  Rich said.

"How about after the previews?"

"Your wish is my command," he said.

Rich pulled the speaker into the cab of the truck, rolled up the window 
a couple of inches and hung it on the glass.  He turned the volume 
control and music came blaring out of the metal box.  By the time the 
screen lit up with the coming attractions, it was dark.  The two watched 
several promos for the movies that would be shown during the summer, 
commenting on the ones they wanted to see.  When the dancing hotdogs 
appeared and the countdown to the move began, Jo and Rich decided to go 
to the refreshment stand and get some food.

When Rich tried to open his door, he hit the pipe.  He pulled the door 
closed, rolled the window up and pushed the lock button down.  Sliding 
across the seat, he said, "I've got to get out on your side Jo."

Joanne climbed out of the cab and waited for her brother.  He stepped 
out, locked the door and pushed it closed.  They walked through the rows 
of cars to the small brick building that served as the projection booth 
as well as the refreshment stand.  Joanne glanced into the parked cars, 
noticing the couples sitting next to one another.  Some of them were 
holding hands, others kissing.

Inside the refreshment stand, Rich stood in the long line with his 
sister.  He looked around at the other people, noting how the girls were 
dressed.  Like he did while they walked around Main Street, he wondered 
what each girl had on under her clothing.  He could see the bra straps 
through some of the shirts the girls wore.  Joanne caught him looking at 
an older girl's chest and nudged him in the ribs.

Rich turned around to see who poked him and Joanne said quietly, "Why 
don't you just take a picture?"

"I would if I had a camera," he said grinning.

Joanne smacked his arm and called him a pervert.  The girl behind the 
counter asked them what they wanted and they gave her their order. 
After paying for their food, Rich handed his sister the two large paper 
cups of soda and he carried the cardboard tray with the hotdogs and 
chips.  Joanne picked up some napkins and straws, put them on the tray 
and followed her brother back to the truck.

Rich placed the tray on the hood, opened the passenger door and climbed 
in.  He took the sodas from his sister, placed them on the dash and 
waited for her to hand him the food.  After she passed the tray to him, 
she climbed in and closed her door.  They rolled the windows back down 
and began to eat their dinner.

When the movie started, Rich adjusted the volume on the speaker and sat 
back behind the steering wheel.  As the two teens finished their meal, 
they dropped the wrappers onto the ground next to the truck.  A car 
pulled into the spot next to Joanne's side of the truck and parked.  She 
glanced down and saw a boy and girl that looked a little older than her 
brother.

With the windows down to let what little breeze there was into the 
vehicles, Joanne was able to hear the other couple talking.  She tried 
to pay attention to the movie, but the activity in the car next to her 
made it difficult.

The moon was about half full and the sky was filled with bright stars. 
The white light filled the truck's cab, as well as the car to her side. 
  She glanced at her brother and saw he was interested in the movie and 
not paying any attention to what was going on around them.

Shifting her gaze from the big screen to the car parked next to them. 
She noticed that the boy had moved away from the window and had his arm 
around his date.  Soon the two were kissing and hugging, paying no 
attention to the movie.  The display interested Joanne and she found it 
difficult to stop looking at the couple.

For the next half an hour Joanne watched the movie, steeling glances at 
the two teen lovers.  She heard the girl giggle and turned to see her 
pull her shirt up and let the boy play with her breasts as they pressed 
their lips together.  She watched him push her bra over her mounds and 
expose her nipples.  When the boy leaned over and put his mouth over her 
boob, the girl put her hands on the back of his head and pulled him closer.

When Joanne heard the girl sat, "Let me take it off."  She watched out 
of the corner of her eye as the girl unfastened her bra and worked it 
off with out removing her shirt.  Joanne watched her toss her bra into 
the backseat of the car and go back to kissing her boyfriend.

Joanne could begin to feel a tingle between her legs as she got a visual 
lesson in sex.  She moved around on the seat, pulled one of her legs up 
and sat on her foot.  When she moved just right, her foot rubbed her 
causing the same feelings she enjoyed the night before.  The couple 
shifted around in the front of the car and the boy sat back against the 
seat with his girlfriend next to him.

Joanne almost gasped out loud when she saw the girl fiddle with the 
boy's jeans and then pull his penis out into the open.  She watched her 
move her hand up and down over the hard shaft, and the boy lean back. 
He reached over, pushed her shirt up and squeezed her breast as she kept 
her hand moving on his cock.

Rich noticed that his sister was looking out the side window as much as 
she was looking at the screen.  He saw her facial expressions changing 
as her eyes moved back and forth.  Curious about what she was looking 
at, he began to slide across the seat.

When Joanne saw what happened next in the front seat of car she couldn't 
help the noise that she made when she sucked in her breath. Her eyes 
were glued on the couple as she watched the girl kneel on the seat, bend 
over and take the boy's penis into her mouth.  Joanne didn't even notice 
her brother next to her as she watched the girl begin to bob her head on 
his erection.

Rich watched the spectacle over his little sister's shoulder, feeling 
his own penis begin to extend down the leg of his jeans.  When the guy 
pulled the girl's skirt up onto her back and start rubbing the white 
panties that covered her bottom, he groaned.

"Holy shit," Rich mumbled.  "She's giving him a blowjob!"

Joanne turned and bumped into her brother's head with hers.  She turned 
red and so did he.

"What did you say?"  She asked.

"Rich kept his eyes on the car and said, "He's getting a blowjob."

"What's a blowjob Rich?"  Joanne said as she turned to watch.

The girl had over half of the boy's member in her mouth and her cheeks 
were concaved.  He had one hand on her bottom and the other on her head. 
  He gripped her hair and moved her head up and down on him as his butt 
bounced up from the seat.

"A blowjob Jo, you know, when a girl puts a guy's cock in her 
mouth...that's a blowjob."

Joanne watched the girl's cheeks and said, "It looks more like she's 
sucking than blowing."

Just as she finished talking, the boy threw his head back and let out a 
loud groan.  She watched the girl continue to mouth his penis as the boy 
thrashed around below her.

"He's coming in her mouth," Rich muttered.  "I can't believe it."

When the girl removed her mouth and started to sit up, Joanne and Rich 
looked straight ahead, watching the movie.

Joanne put her hand on her brother's leg and asked, "Was she sucking or 
blowing on his thing?"

"She was definitely sucking," Rich said.  "They just call it a blowjob."

Joanne glanced back at the car and saw the girl slide her panties down 
her legs and off.  When the boy knelt on the floor between her legs and 
slid his hands up her thighs, she turned back to her brother.

"Look now, he's putting his hands up her skirt," she whispered to her 
brother.

Rich glanced over and watched the guy's arm moving beneath her skirt. 
He figured he had his finger in her vagina.

"I think he's fingering her," he said, forgetting that it was his little 
sister sitting next to him and not one of the guys from school.

"Doing what?"  Joanne asked.  She had heard the term in school just like 
blowjob, but she didn't really know what they meant.

"Fingering her," he said.  "I think he has his finger up her, ah..."

"Her pussy?  You mean he has his finger in her hole?"

"Yeah!"

The two siblings watched as the boy put his head under her skirt and she 
squealed loud enough for them to hear.

"What's he doing now?"  Joanne asked her brother, thinking he knew a lot 
more about sex than he had let on.

"I think he is eating her," he replied as he exhaled.

Joanne turned towards him and looked at his face.  She could see his 
eyes were wide open and his breath was quick.  When she tuned, her hand 
touched his penis through his jeans and he jumped.

"You mean he's licking her?"

The girl in the car began to moan and groan as her boyfriend kept his 
head under her skirt.  Rich and Joanne watched her lift her legs and 
hook them over his shoulders.  She pulled her skirt up and grabbed him 
by the hair.

"Yes, yes, yes," she cried.

The girl pulled his head away and up to her face.  She began running her 
tongue over his lips and chin as she slid forward on the seat.  Reaching 
between them, the girl wrapped her fingers around his penis and pulled 
it towards her splayed crotch.  The boy pushed forward and his cock slid 
into her, disappearing from the siblings view.  He began to pump his 
hips, sliding his member in and out of her.

Joanne wiggled her crotch against her foot as she watched the two teens 
doing what she had watched the animals do many times.  The only 
difference was the affect it was having on her, and obviously her 
brother.  She felt his hand on her back as he watched over her shoulder, 
his hot breath on her neck.

The boy pushed forward and closed his eyes as the girl bucked into him. 
  After several moments, he fell against her and she stroked the back of 
his head.  Joanne and her brother turned away and looked out the 
windshield in an effort to keep from being discovered.

Rich sat next to his sister and replayed what they had just witnessed. 
When he tried to speak, nothing would come out of his mouth.  Joanne was 
equally speechless and just stared straight ahead.

Joanne glanced over at the car and saw the couple sitting close, the boy 
with his arm around her shoulder.  They were watching the movie, still 
unaware that they had an audience during their sexual play.

Neither Joanne nor Rich said a word for over fifteen minutes.  Finally 
she broke the silence.

"Rich," she said very softly, still looking strait ahead.  "Would you do 
something for me?"

"Sure sis, what do you need?"

"I want you...I want you to kiss me please.  I want to know what it's 
like to kiss a boy."

Rich never thought about the fact that they were brother and sister.  He 
turned to her, took her chin in his hand and pressed his lips to hers. 
She remained motionless, her lips together as he began to move his 
mouth.  When he pulled back from her, she let go of the breath she had 
been holding.

"Well?"  Rich said.

Joanne shrugged her shoulders.  She turned to him and said, "It was okay 
I guess.  I really don't know what to do."

"Just relax Jo.  You're way too tense.  Next time open your mouth a 
little and move your lips against mine."

Rich began kissing her again.  This time she relaxed her mouth and let 
her lips part.  Her brother opened his mouth slightly and ran the tip of 
his tongue against her lips.  When he touched her teeth, she shuddered a 
little and opened her mouth, letting his tongue slip in.  Joanne began 
to breath through her nose as her brother explored the inside of her 
mouth.  She lifted one of her arms, which had been hanging limply at her 
side, and put her hand on his arm.

Putting his arm around her shoulders, Rich began to rub the back of her 
head.  She moaned into his mouth and moved her hand up and down his arm 
as she too began to move her tongue. The two maintained the kiss for 
several minutes before Rich pulled back.  Joanne took a deep breath, 
moved her hand to the back of his head and pulled his mouth back to 
hers.  This time she opened her mouth wider and pushed her tongue into 
her brother's mouth.

Joanne felt herself getting warmer as she and her brother kissed 
passionately.  She twisted around and sat in his lap as they kept their 
lips pressed together.  They continued to kiss one another for the next 
twenty minutes.  The first movie ended and the second feature started 
without either of them noticing.  Rich put his hand on her side and 
slowly rubbed her, feeling her ribs.

When his fingers brushed the side of her breast, she shuddered slightly. 
  He kept moving his hand until he was moving it from her waist to just 
under her arm.  He could feel the side band of her new bra and on a 
couple of strokes he lingered there.  His penis was hard and pressing 
against her bottom.  As she twisted and turned in his lap, her butt 
rubbed against his hard-on and made him uncomfortable.  When he was 
unable to stand the discomfort any longer, he pulled his mouth from hers 
and lifted her off his engorged member.

"Are you okay Rich," she panted into his neck.

"I will be in a minute Jo I just need to adjust myself," he replied as 
he reached into the waist of his pants and pulled his erection straight 
up.  Once he was situated, he pulled her back against him.

She pressed her breasts into his chest and put her head on his shoulder. 
  Her brother rubbed her back and held her to him.

"So, how do you like kissing Jo?"

"It's great Rich.  Can we do it a little more?"

Rich answered by kissing her neck and then her ear.  He flicked at her 
ear lobe and blew into her ear.  Joanne moaned as her brother kissed her 
cheek, pulled back and put her lips on his.  She kissed him several 
times and then opened her mouth and extended her tongue.  She swiped her 
wet tongue across his lips and pushed it into his mouth, trying some of 
the things she had read about in her new book.

Joanne felt the heat between her legs and the tingle she felt when she 
touched herself.  The way she was sitting on his lap she could feel what 
she was sure was his cock.  She thought about watching him play with it 
in the shower and how it squirted the thick fluid.  She also felt her 
nipples against the material of her bra.

During their kiss, Rich moved his hand on her side again and rubbed her 
stomach with is thumb.  As the two probed each other's mouths, he began 
to move his hand on her side.  He moved his hand up, his thumb went over 
her breast and he jerked it away.

"Sorry Jo," he said with labored breath and put his mouth back on hers.

Joanne pulled her head back and said, "It's okay Rich.  You can touch my 
tits if you want."

Placing her hand on his wrist, she guided his hand to her breast.  When 
his fingers closed around her firm mound, she put her hand over his and 
pressed it into her.  Rich began to squeeze and release her breast and 
he started to kiss her again.  She groaned into his mouth and moved her 
hand over his back.  Joanne moved in her brother's lap, inadvertently 
massaging his throbbing penis.  After several more minutes of kissing, 
touching and wiggling, Rich's body stiffened and he groaned.

Rich held his sister tightly as his penis sent surge after strong surge 
of semen into his jeans.  When the pluses stopped, he relaxed and let 
his head fall back against the seat.

"What's the matter Rich," Joanne asked.  "Are you okay?"

Nodding, Rich said, "I'm fine Jo, but you need to get up."

Joanne slid off his lap onto the seat next to him.  When she tried to 
kiss him again, he stopped her.

"We had better get going sis, it's getting late."

Joanne nodded her head and looked down into her lap.  "Are you mad at me 
Rich?  Did I do something wrong?"

Rich turned to his sister and took her chin in his hand.  He lifted her 
head, looked into her eyes and smiled.

"You didn't do anything wrong Jo," and kissed her lips.

Joanne smiled at him, glanced down and saw the large dark spot in his 
jeans.  "What happened Rich?"  She asked as she pointed at his crotch.

Pulling his shirt out of his pants and trying to cover the wet spot he 
replied, "Well, ah, you made me cum."

"How Rich?  I didn't touch you there."

"Yes you did, you touched me with your ass.  Between the kissing, 
feeling your boobs and your wiggling, I couldn't control myself."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that to you Rich."

Rich started chuckling and kissed his little sister's forehead.  "Oh you 
don't have to be sorry sis, it was wonderful."

Joanne grinned and snuggled against him.  The two siblings hugged and 
kissed tenderly.  Rich released her, slid over under the steering wheel 
and retuned the speaker to the pipe stand.  He started the truck, put it 
in gear and slowly pulled away.  Joanne glanced down at the couple in 
the car next to them and saw that they were making love again.

Rich pulled out of the drive-in, flipped on the headlights and turned 
onto the blacktop road.  He drove along the road while his sister sat 
halfway between him and the door.  She gazed lovingly at her brother as 
he gripped the wheel with both hands and steered the truck down the 
road.  She thought about kissing him, the thought of him being her 
brother never entering her mind.  Tonight he was her boyfriend, her 
date.  He was her first date, her first kiss and the first boy to touch 
her tits, even if it was through her shirt and bra.

Joanne began to feel sleepy and moved next to Rich, resting her head on 
his shoulder.  Rich put his arm around her and held her.

"Thank you Rich," she whispered.

"The pleasure was all mine sis, thank you.  You kiss a lot better than 
Mary did."

"Really!  You really think I'm a better kisser than Mary?"  She cooed 
and she pulled her legs up onto the seat.

"Oh yeah Jo, you're a better kisser and much prettier too."

Joanne leaned into him, put her arm around his waist and kissed him on 
the neck.  He squeezed her with the arm he had around her and let out a 
sigh.

Joanne slid down and rested her head on his leg.  She looked up at him 
and smiled, thinking of how special he made her feel.  When he rested 
his hand on her stomach, she took his wrist in both hands and held him. 
  She could smell the faint odor of his drying semen and it aroused her. 
  She couldn't believe that she had brought him to the point of making 
his penis shoot like it did when he played with it the day before.

Feeling drowsy, she rolled onto her side facing away from the seat.  She 
scooted up until her shoulder was against his thigh and put her hand on 
his knee.  When her brother put his hand on her side, she pulled it to 
her breast and held it against her.  Rich moved his fingers on her firm 
mound and she squeezed his knee, signaling to him she enjoyed it. 
Joanne drifted to sleep feeling her brother massage her breast and 
thinking about the things she had watched the couple next to them doing.

Joanne felt her shoulder being shaken and heard her brother calling her 
name.  She opened her eyes and looked up.  During the ride home, she had 
rolled onto her back and pulled her knees up.  She glanced down and saw 
that her skirt was around her waist and her new black panties were 
exposed to her brother's view.

"How long have I been laying like this," she asked him as she pulled her 
skirt down.

"For a while.  I tried to wake you up so you could cover yourself, but 
you were dead to the world."

"Yeah sure you did," she quipped as she sat up and swung her legs off 
the seat.  "You just left me so you could see my panties didn't you?"

Rich chuckled and shook his head no.  He opened his door, climbed out of 
the truck and ran around to the other side to open the door for his 
sister.  She slid off the seat onto the ground in front of him.  She 
looked at the house, put her arms around his neck and kissed him.

"Thanks for the date Rich, I'll never forget it as long as I live."

"Neither will I Jo.  It was the best date a guy could ever hope for."

The two siblings pulled the bags and Rich's new gun from behind the 
seat.  They carried their things into the house and up to their rooms. 
Rich went into his bedroom and Joanne went into hers.  She dropped her 
bags in a corner, took off her blouse and skirt and looked at herself in 
the mirror.  Turning around slowly, she thought about what her brother 
said about her being pretty.

Joanne took her nightgown off a hook on the back of her door and went to 
her bed.  She started to remove her bra, but stopped.  Carrying her 
nightgown over her arm, she left her room and went next door to her 
brother's.  She wrapped lightly on his door and turned the knob.  Joanne 
walked into Rich's room and found him standing in his boxers and a tee 
shirt.  She moved half way between his door and him, turned around 
slowly and then walked up to him.

"Do you like my new underwear?"

Rich nodded, unable to take his eyes off her.  She put her arms around 
his waist and pressed her near nude body against him.  Joanne stretched 
up, standing on her toes and kissed him one last time for the night. 
She let go, pulled her nightgown over her head and let it cover her 
body.  She told her brother goodnight and left his room.

When Joanne got back into her bedroom, she started to take off her 
nightgown so she could remove her bra.  She remembered the girl next to 
her at the drive-in and decided to try to take it off while wearing her 
gown.  She reached into the neck, unhooked the clasp and pulled her 
hands out.  Sticking her hand up the sleeve of the nightgown, she pulled 
the shoulder strap down and over her hand.  She repeated the process on 
the other strap and pulled the black bra out her sleeve.

Joanne turned off the light, climbed into her bed and closed her eyes.

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