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Jason & Jennifer Naked In School - Thursday
By Jeremy Spencer
Copyright 2004


CHAPTER ONE - JASON

I was just in the middle of a very nice dream, when someone started 
shaking my shoulder.

"Huh?  What is it?" I asked, slowly opening my eyes.  As my eyes 
cleared I saw Jennifer sitting on the edge of my bed, a serious 
expression on her face.

"I'm sorry, Jason," she whispered.  "It's really early, but we have to 
talk.  Right now."

I looked at my alarm clock and saw that it was four thirty in the morning.

"What's wrong?" I asked, starting to become a bit concerned.  Jennifer 
put her hand on my shoulder, gently pushing me back to the bed.

"It's nothing... nothing's wrong.  We just have to talk."

"About what?"  Couldn't this wait 'til... say... breakfast?"

"No.  Jason," she said, taking a deep breath.  "I want you to make love to me."

"Now?"  I asked sarcastically, assuming she was joking.  She wasn't.

"Yes.  Now.  It has to be now."

I sat up, ignoring the hand still resting on my shoulder.  Rubbing my 
eyes roughly, I blinked a few times.  Nope, Jennifer was still sitting 
there, naked I now realized.  She looked serious enough.

"What?  Why?"

"Because... we're going back to the junior high, and who knows what 
will happen there, and I don't want the first time you kiss me or... 
whatever... to be in front of a bunch of eighth graders," she hissed, 
finally sitting back on her heels.

"First time?" I gulped.  "Jennifer... you've never had sex before?"  I 
was surprised at this.  I'd always assumed my step-sister was more 
sexually active than I was, and wasn't sure I was ready for this.

"No, silly," she grinned.  "I've... I've done it quite a lot, actually. 
 But I want our first time to be special.  Not in front of a crowd," 
she explained and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you sure?" I asked.  "I know this has been a rush so far, and 
being naked has certainly sped things along, but... frankly I don't 
expect to move this quickly with anybody I go out with."  I sighed, 
figuring I had to tell her sometime.  "Jennifer, I'm still really 
nervous about this.  What if it all falls apart?"

To my surprise, Jennifer smiled a big smile before leaning in and 
placing a soft kiss on my lips.

"That's one of the things I love about you," she grinned.  "You're so 
kind and considerate, and it turns me on.  Make love to me?" she asked 
again, and I watched, mesmerized, as she crawled over me.

Her eyes stared into mine, our faces only inches apart.  I could feel 
the heat of her breath as she looked intently into my eyes, very much 
aware of her breasts hanging down, brushing against my chest.  Gulping, 
afraid to speak, I nodded.

"Thanks," she said before crushing her lips to mine.  She was more 
fevered than I'd seen her all week, her tongue darting insistently 
against my own, as our wet tongues fought for oral supremacy.  Jennifer 
slowly sank down on me, and I groaned into her mouth as I felt her 
breasts flatten against my chest.

I generally sleep in the nude, and this was no exception, so there was 
only a sheet separating our bodies, and Jennifer soon took care of the 
obstacle, throwing it aside.

My cock was already beginning to swell with my arousal, and Jennifer 
quickly grabbed ahold and began to pump me to full hardness.

"I'm so horny," she panted.  "I don't want any foreplay right now.  
There'll be time enough for that later.  Right now, I just want this," 
she said, giving my cock a squeeze, "in me."  I nodded, reaching out to 
cup her warm pussy, already dripping wet with her juices.

Looking me in the eye, Jennifer sat up on her haunches, giving me a 
full view of her breasts and pussy.  She raised up, still holding my 
erection in her hand, and wiped the spongy head through her soft folds, 
wetting my shaft to make it easier for me to penetrate her.

"Are you sure?" she asked as I groaned.  "I wouldn't want to rush you 
or anything."

"Do it," I hissed, humping up towards her cunt, trying to embed my cock 
in her hot depths.

"Good," she moaned, as she seated my head between her labia. Even 
before she thrust down I could feel her heat, but it was nothing 
compared to the furnace which awaited me.

Assuming Jennifer would take things slowly, I relaxed back on the bed, 
nearly screaming at the sudden rush of heat and wetness as Jennifer 
dropped her full weight down on me, impaling herself on my cock in one 
smooth stroke.

"Oh fuck," I moaned and I heard her squeal as her tight pussy expanded 
to accept my full length.  Her pussy was like nothing I'd experienced 
before, as it flexed and tightened around my shaft, even as Jennifer 
remained motionless in my lap.

I reached out to cup her breasts, finding the nipples already swollen 
and puffy.  I could feel Jennifer's heart beating in her chest as I 
caressed her soft tits in my hands.

Finally she began to move, a slow up and down motion that had my cock 
alternately buried in her cunt before she lifted off me so only my head 
was held between the tight lips of her pussy.  Jennifer's mouth hung 
open as she fingered her clit, frantically trying to bring herself off.

I reached one hand down, joining her fingers as we teased and aroused 
her tiny nub, bringing moans of pleasure to her lips.

"Oh God, Jason," she gasped as a small climax hit her.  She collapsed 
onto my chest again, hips still thrusting wildly.  As I reached my 
hands around to cup her firm ass cheeks, one finger brushed over the 
wrinkled pucker of her anus, and I felt Jennifer shudder in my arms.

I held her in place there, thrusting up against her with all the speed 
I could muster.   By this point Jennifer had thrown her arms around my 
neck and was holding on as best she could as I hammered in and out of 
her pussy.  I realized I wasn't going to cum like this, and rolled us 
around, so Jennifer lay on her back as I looked down between her parted 
thighs.

As I began thrusting again, I found that our new position gave me a 
much deeper penetration and suddenly I felt the cum boiling up out of 
my balls.

"I'm close," I gasped.  "Where do you want me to cum?" I asked.

"Cum in me," Jennifer panted.  "I want to feel you shoot inside me."

I thrust again and again before with little warning my sperm erupted 
out of my cock and I felt myself shoot my sticky sperm in her wet cunt.

"Fuck," I groaned as Jennifer had another orgasm.  Her slick walls 
clamped down on my cock, making thrusting difficult and almost painful.

As the last of my ejaculations passed, I collapsed down on Jennifer.  
Her lips sought mine and we kissed, panting into each other's mouths as 
our heart rates slowed to normal.

With a last kiss I rolled off, not wanting to crush her with my weight, 
and I lay there, still short of breath.  Jennifer rolled to her side, 
looking at me, and I could see the love in her eyes.

"Thank you," she said, kissing me softly all over my face.  "Thank you 
thank you thank you."

Not wanting to let her go, I took her into my arms and lay there, our 
legs wrapped together, my sperm slowly dripping onto the bedding.  I 
knew she would have to go back to her room before people woke up in the 
rest of the house, but if I could have I would have spent the entire 
night in her arms.  That was my last thought as I drifted off to sleep.


CHAPTER TWO - JENNIFER

I spent most of an hour just watching Jason sleep after we made love.  
I knew it was dangerous, being in his room like this, but he was just 
so cute.  He'd curled up against me in his sleep and one hand had 
managed to latch onto one of my breasts.  He wasn't grabbing at me, 
more like resting his hand against me, and it felt good.  He had a soft 
touch.

I'd checked the time around five o'clock, but I was just too 
comfortable where I was, and besides... I still had another hour or so, 
but I must have fallen asleep.

"What is going on here!?!" I was jolted out of my sleep by the sound of 
an angry scream.  I whipped my head around and saw the horror-stricken 
face of my mom.  Shit shit shit shit shit.

Jason had wakened also, and had managed to slide off the bed in his 
haste to get away from me.  I grabbed for the covers, but he only had 
one sheet, and I sat there, feeling very naked and near tears as my 
mom's face got redder and redder.

"Jennifer, get out of here this instant.  Jason, get dressed.  What... 
oh my God!"  She ran out of words and stormed out of the room, the door 
crashing closed behind her.

The two of us sat there for a moment, too stunned to move, before Jason 
finally got up and started walking around the room in a daze, looking 
for clothes.  The reality of getting caught in bed with a lover, much 
less one who was nearly my brother, had started to sink in, and my 
tears were flowing in earnest now.

"God, Jason.  I... I'm sorry," I sniffed, curling up in a ball on his 
bed.  I felt his warm hand reach out and pat me on the shoulder.

"It's not your fault," he said, although I knew that wasn't the case.  
"We both fell asleep."  He sat on the edge of the bed, silently trying 
to comfort me.  "What... what's going to happen now?" he finally asked.

"I don't know," I moaned.  "We get kicked out on the street?  I get 
disowned?  We never see each other again?  Who knows?"  I wanted him to 
go away.  We were dead as far as I was concerned.  No way would my 
mother let this slide, and it was all my fault, no matter what Jason 
said.

"Jennifer, look at me."

"Go away."

"Jennifer, look at me."

"I said go away," I mumbled.

"No.  It's my room."

I laughed in spite of myself, and rolled over too look at him.  To my 
surprise Jason wasn't angry.  In fact, he had a smile on his face.

"Give me a kiss," he said simply, reaching out and running a finger 
over my lips.  Give me a kiss, because I love you."

"You do?"

"I wouldn't have... this morning wouldn't have happened if I didn't," 
he said, and before he could react I was in his arms.  He loved me!  I 
peppered his face with kisses, having almost forgotten how much trouble 
we were in, when there was a light tapping at the door.

I bolted under the covers, trying to hide myself but Jason, who had 
managed to get dressed somehow, simply called out, after checking to 
see I was covered.

"Come in," he sighed.  I expected another bout of shouting and 
screaming from my mother, but somewhat to my relief it was our dad.

"Hey kids," he said with a grim look.  He wasn't happy to see his son 
and step-daughter in bed, but he didn't look like he would be reaching 
for a shotgun any time soon.

"Hi."

"Hey."

"Your mother seemed to think the world was crashing down around her," 
he said.  "Care to tell me what's going on?"

Jason and I looked at each other.  I was still too much in shock to try 
and explain, so Jason came to our rescue.

"We're in love," he said.  "We didn't mean for it to happen, but 
something did.  I don't know if it was being in The Program, or what, 
but it happened, and... well..."

"Last night?" Dad said, smiling tightly.  Jason hung his head.

"That probably wasn't very cool," he said.  "But it will never..."

"Yes it will," I broke in.  "I want it to happen again.  It was my 
fault, I came in here in the middle of the night and we fell asleep, 
and... it was my fault."  Jason shook his head violently, but I stared 
at him until he relaxed.  I didn't want him getting in more trouble 
than was necessary.

I explained everything to Dad then.  The Program, how I'd been feeling 
about Jason... what had gone on at the middle school the day before...  
everything.  He seemed surprised to hear about the middle school, 
realizing that Samantha would have been present.  I didn't leave 
anything out about Jason and I, and finally ran out of things to say 
and sat there, nervously picking at my fingernails, before he finally 
spoke.

"I can't say I'm all that surprised, you know.  You two have always 
been great kids, and you've gotten along so well.  But this... this 
probably wasn't the best way for your mother and I to find out about 
it."

Both Jason and I had a hard time looking at him, but he just chuckled 
softly and got up to leave.

"That's it?" Jason asked, expecting something worse, as had I.

"I don't know," his dad sighed, shrugging his shoulders in defeat.  "I 
kind of think your mom might have something to say about this, don't 
you?"  We both nodded, of course she would.

"I... I should probably go talk to her," I said, waiting for Dad to 
leave.  He held the door for me, but I shook my head, turning red 
faced.  "I'm still naked under here," I admitted.

He had the decency to blush at my revelation and quickly left the room. 
 I jumped out of the bed, wanting nothing more than to run out of the 
house to the safety of school, but knew I had to deal with this.

I hadn't worn any clothes to Jason's room, a decision I now regretted.  
Thankfully there was no one in the hallway, so I ran naked to my own 
room.


CHAPTER THREE - JASON

I showered and dressed, then ate breakfast alone in a strangely empty 
house.  I wasn't sure where Jennifer and Mom had gone, and Dad was 
already at work.  That left only Samantha, and it was too early for her 
to have gone to school, so I read the paper before heading out to the 
car to wait for Jennifer.  We had a half day left at the middle school, 
and then back to classes.

I was looking over my notes, trying to study for the English test I had 
tomorrow, when I heard two sets of footsteps racing for the car.  
Jennifer and Samantha were in an all-out sprint and I slid over as 
Samantha opened the front passenger door as Jennifer slid behind the 
wheel.

"What's going on?" I asked as Jennifer frantically tried to stuff the 
key into the ignition.  She finally started the car and the three of us 
squealed out of the driveway, heading for the middle school.

"Mom.  Completely.  Freaked."  I looked at Samantha who nodded to 
confirm Jennifer's words.

"What?  What happened?"  Jennifer was intent on the road and didn't 
answer, so Samantha began telling the story of their morning.

"I heard Mom yelling at you guys, but didn't know what was going on, 
and then all of a sudden Jennifer comes into my room with Mom right 
behind her.  Mom starts going on and on about how Jennifer was going to 
corrupt me, and what would the neighbors and our friends think, and 
that she had a responsibility to me as an older sister, and she started 
talking about finishing schools and convents and how Jennifer was 
probably going to hell."  Samantha let out a deep breath, while I tried 
to figure out what was happening.

"So she's pissed?" I said, and Samantha rolled her eyes.

"She was really mad," she said.  "I tried to tell her that I was old 
enough to understand, and then... I'm sorry, but I mentioned you being 
at the middle school yesterday."

"What did you say?" I thought, a sinking feeling in my stomach.

"I told her what happened," she said, sinking down in the car seat, 
suddenly looking very small.  "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get you guys 
in trouble."

"It's not your fault," I said, for perhaps the tenth time this morning. 
 "Why does everyone think it's their fault.  It's not.  Jennifer and I 
are the ones who got caught naked in bed, and..."

"You did?" Samantha said, wide-eyed.

"Yeah.  What did you think this was about?"

"I don't know," she stammered.  "I... I thought it was still about you 
being in The Program.  You were in bed together?  Why?"  Samantha 
asked, then blushed as she realized what that meant.  "Oh... oh!  
You... you guys are..."

"Yep."

"Oh.  Wow.  Is... is this because of The Program?" she asked.  I 
shrugged, not quite knowing what to say.  Fortunately, Jennifer had 
apparently been following the conversation and chose that moment to 
join in.

"No.  Well, not entirely.  I've been in love with Jason for a long 
time, and finally had the opportunity to show him," she said, and 
Samantha giggled.

"I'll say," she laughed.  "You've been showing everybody a lot!"  She 
covered her mouth as she laughed, trying not to embarrass her sister, 
but Jennifer just smiled.

"That's the point of The Program," she said.  "It's supposed to make 
you more comfortable, and more at ease with yourself, and it's 
certainly done that for me.  I don't know if I would have had the guts 
to do any of this if I wasn't in The Program.

"Wow... that's cool, I guess.  So what's going to happen with you 
guys?" Samantha asked, a worried expression returning to her face.

"I don't know," I shrugged.  "Dad didn't seem overly mad, but Mom did, 
I guess?"  They both nodded.  "We'll have to wait and see.  I just wish 
I knew what it was that had her so tied up in knots over this."

Unfortunately, neither Jennifer nor Samantha had the answer to that, 
and we rode in silence the remainder of the trip to the middle school.


CHAPTER FOUR - JENNIFER

I was happy to get out of the house alive.  It was horrible to have 
been discovered like that in Jason's bed, but I didn't regret going 
there in the first place, not even a little bit.

Samantha had been really cool about the whole thing, even sticking up 
for me in front of Mom.  She had said Jason and I were perfect for each 
other, and started calling Mom a bunch of names like "old fart" and 
claiming she was out of touch with kids today.  Mom got pissed at that, 
she had this wild look on her face, and as much as I tried not to, I 
started giggling she looked so bizarre, which is when Mom really blew 
up and is why we ran out to the car.

When we got to the middle school Samantha gave me a little hug before 
running inside to meet her friends.  Jason sat there, not looking at me 
for a little while, before turning and smiling at me.

"You ready for this?" he asked.  I nodded, and started unbuttoning my 
blouse, since I couldn't wear it inside.  Jason saw what I was doing 
and started shucking his own clothes.  It occurred to me that it would 
make as much sense to wear a bathrobe on the drive to school, since it 
would be so much easier to get out of, but that would be a little 
embarrassing if we would get into an accident, God forbid.

Finally the two of us were naked and we walked, hand in hand, into the 
building.  We didn't cause nearly as big a stir among the kids as we 
had the day before, since most of the older ones had seen us.  I 
thought I saw the secretary eyeing Jason's cock, which was once again 
erect.  It was maybe a little mean of me, but I grabbed it in my hand 
and led him to the stage of the auditorium, where we waited for Mrs. 
Becker to arrive.

"Don't get any ideas," I warned Jason, who was still a little bit in 
shock from having me grab him like that.  I jacked on his shaft a 
couple times to get his attention.  "You're all mine," I said.  Jason 
leaned in and kissed me soundly, his tongue playing lightly with mine.  
He reached down and his fingers had just brushed over my erect clit 
when we heard the sound of someone clearing their throat.  The two of 
us jumped apart guiltily, and we quickly heard the sound of laughter.

"Don't mind me," the voice said, and I realized it was Mrs. Becker.  
Somehow she had managed to sneak onto the stage and was now standing 
behind us.  "In fact, if my guess is right, you'll be doing a lot more 
of that this morning."

"What do you mean?" I asked, glancing at Jason, who was blushing madly.

"I mean this morning is all about answering the kids' questions about 
sex and dating.  If you're agreeable, they'll probably ask you to 
demonstrate things for them."

"Things like what?"

"Oh, like kissing, oral sex, finger stimulation, things like that."

"Oh!  And this is approved by the school?" I asked, not wanting to have 
this get back to my mom!

"Certainly."

I was letting that sink in when the bell rang, and the same students 
from yesterday, boys and girls together this time, started filing into 
their seats.  One hundred pairs of eyes were focused on Jason and I, 
and I suddenly got very nervous about what to expect.  Jason sensed 
this, and gave my hand a little squeeze.

How bizarre is that?  At the beginning of the week, I thought I was 
going to have to work really hard to get him out of his shell, and it 
turns out I'm the skittish one.

Mrs. Becker called the students to order, and gave a little 
introduction.  After describing what Jason and I were here for, she 
opened up the floor for questions.  There was a long silence before a 
girl in the front row timidly raised her hand.

"Could you two kiss for us?" she asked.

"Gladly," I answered and flowed into Jason's arms.  I sighed as our 
lips met.  It was the most natural feeling in the world, and it felt 
very right being in his arms.  I don't know how long we kissed, but we 
were both a bit out of breath as we broke our embrace.  The girl was a 
little red in the face and seemed to be short of breath herself from 
watching us.

"How was that?" I asked, grinning as she squirmed in her seat.  She 
nodded furiously.

"Great, thanks."

"Next question," called Nurse Becker.

This time a boy in the front row asked if we could show him how to use 
a condom.  Jennifer and I turned to the nurse for help... we certainly 
hadn't brought any.  In this day and age condoms are rarely necessary 
because of the Pill and some serious advances in medical technology.

Sexually transmitted diseases are mostly a thing of the past, although 
we still study them in school, but I knew some girls didn't like how 
the Pill made them feel, and of course it's always better to be safe 
than sorry, so some people still used condoms, just for that extra bit 
of protection.

It turns out she didn't have any rubbers, so the boy had to settle for 
an explanation of how they're used, and not an actual demonstration.

The next few questions were fairly innocuous, asking Jason to touch my 
breasts or my pussy.  I jumped when his finger slid over my swollen 
lips, and had to fight the urge to push him to his knees and have him 
lick up all my juices, but I didn't know if he'd done that before.

I was standing there, my knees shaking a bit, when I realized I was 
about to find out.  Samantha raised her hand, although I didn't realize 
it was her at first.  I certainly recognized her voice, however, as her 
question reached the stage.

"Could Jason lick her pussy?"

I was going to kill her when we got home!


CHAPTER FIVE - JASON

I about dropped when I heard Samantha's question.  Jennifer stiffened 
too, and her hand grabbed mine, I think to keep her from going after 
her sister.

"Oh, well, I'm not sure if that's really appropriate," stammered Mrs. 
Becker, but to my surprise the next voice I heard was my own.

"Sure," I said in a voice that didn't reflect how nervous I was.  I've 
said it before, that I'm no virgin, and certainly wasn't after this 
morning, but eating pussy is one of those things I've discovered I have 
a real affinity for, plus I really enjoy doing it.

Jennifer whipped her head around to stare at me, and I had to smile at 
her shocked expression.

"Payback for jacking me off on Monday," I whispered.

Jennifer just stood there, frozen in place, so I dropped to my knees 
and took the first tentative lick of her slit.

"Delicious," I mumbled, sticking my tongue as far up her juicy slit as 
I could.  I could actually feel the muscles in Jennifer's legs 
trembling as I stroked my tongue up and down her pink outer labia.  
Realizing this whole process could be made to be much simpler, I pulled 
Jennifer to the floor of the stage, and knelt between her widespread 
thighs.

The outer lips of her pussy had spread wide, and I could see the 
delicate inner lips of her pussy spread before me like a flower.  She 
was very damp, and little droplets of her moisture glinted in the harsh 
stage lights.

"Do it," she whispered, and I looked up to see Jennifer staring 
intently at me.  "Suck my pussy, Jason."

I hurriedly complied, ignoring the pain as my knees scraped against the 
hard wood floor.  In the back of my consciousness I could hear the soft 
cries of surprise from some of the students, as well as Mrs. Becker 
describing what I was doing.  I pushed the sounds of my mind, wanting 
to concentrate solely on Jennifer, and again dropped my face to her 
sweet cunt.

Using my fingers I spread her fat lips apart and found her clit peeking 
up from its fleshy hood.  With little warning I attached my lips to the 
tiny nub, flicking my tongue rapidly over the sensitive flesh.  
Jennifer arched her hips up at me, crying out as her body reacted to my 
manipulations.

I could feel a wash of her fluids rush up from deep inside, lubricating 
her slit, and I reached out to gather some on my finger.  Once my 
finger was coated with her juices, I traced a small circle all around 
Jennifer clit, trying to maintain a smooth motion as her hips bucked up 
against me.

"Use your tongue," she panted, all embarrassment forgotten in her passion.

Gently, I resumed licking all around her slick mound, while I inserted 
two fingers inside her steaming tunnel.  Jennifer's pussy was slick and 
ready for me, grasping at my fingers, trying to draw them further 
inside.

"Oh god oh god oh god," I heard her moan, and happened to glance up 
from between her thighs.  Jennifer was manhandling her tits, squeezing 
and pulling at her erect nipples.  Her upper chest and neck were 
flushed with her arousal, and it took but another moment before she 
came, clamping her legs around my head as her body shook with her 
orgasm.

Jennifer lay there for a moment, deep breaths pushing her large tits 
out from her chest.  My cock was as hard as a rock, both from the sight 
and smell of her.  Before I really knew what was happening, Jennifer 
had pulled herself up and somehow managed to push me to my back.

She hovered over me, long hair dragging on my chest and nipples and I 
groaned as I felt the wet warmth of Jennifer's pussy brush over my 
thigh.  I looked into her eyes and saw love and affection, but could 
scarcely believe she was going to do what I thought was coming.

Jennifer leaned down and our lips met, crushing together in a mad bout 
of passion and lust.  I wasn't aware of anything else in the room.  A 
fire could have started, Mrs. Becker could have tried to pull me away 
and I wouldn't have noticed.  My whole world at that moment was 
Jennifer.

She broke our kiss, reaching down to tease my erect shaft.  Pulling 
herself on top of me, Jennifer again impaled herself on my cock.  Our 
coupling on the stage was slow and unhurried.  Jennifer set a moderate 
pace and I was happy to lay back and watch, as she shifted her hips up 
and down my cock.

Jennifer again twisted and pulled at her nipples as she rode me, 
occasionally leaning forward to kiss and lick at my nipples.  My hands 
reached down around her ass, feeling my cock as it plowed into the 
steaming glove of her tight pussy.  First wetting my finger with our 
juices, I slipped a finger past the tight ring of her anus, remembering 
her reaction to my accidental brushing of her ass earlier.

Once again I felt Jennifer tense as my finger explored her tight rear hole.

"Fuck yes," she moaned into my ear, speeding her pussy's movement on my 
cock.  I thrust into her in tandem, my cock and finger spearing into 
her front and rear entrances.  Our lips met, tongues rapidly flicking 
over one another as Jennifer slammed her hips down against mine.

Suddenly Jennifer froze in my arms, her cunt flooding my cock and balls 
as she came, screaming her passion.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck!" she cried out as her body was wracked with a 
powerful climax.

I had expected her to lean against me, but Jennifer surprised me by 
quickly jumping off my body.  My cock waved in the air a moment, but 
Jennifer quickly reached down and pulled me to my feet.

She dropped to her knees, looking up at me a moment before her lips 
attached themselves to the crown of my cock, and Jennifer began sucking 
on me for all she was worth.

"God," I moaned as I felt her tongue bathing along the veiny bottom 
surface of my cock.  I realized Jennifer was humming as she tried to 
swallow my entire shaft, and the vibrations quickly had me straining to 
keep from coating the inside of her mouth with my hot semen.

Jennifer realized how close I was and doubled her efforts, all the 
while her hands stroked and fondled my balls.

The first shot of my orgasm bubbled out of my cock with no warning, and 
Jennifer gagged sharply, before releasing me from her hot mouth.  She 
stroked me onto her tits as I released shot after shot, coating her 
mounds with my sticky cum.

I was aware of little else as I focused all my attentions on my dick.  
Jennifer squeezed out the last drops of my cum onto her tits before 
licking at the remnants on the purple head of my now-deflating cock.

"Yummy," she said, licking her fingers clean.  I gasped, then surprised 
her as I pulled Jennifer to me.  I could feel the semen on her tits rub 
against my chest as our slippery bodies thrust together.  I leaned down 
to kiss her and could taste my cum on her lips as my hands dropped to 
Jennifer's waist.

We stood there a moment, embracing one another before the sounds in the 
auditorium filtered their way into my brain.  Slowly I looked up to see 
many of the middle school kids looking at us in surprise, some in lust. 
 I spotted Samantha and was happy to see an ecstatic look on her face.  
I turned to Mrs. Becker who was staring at us, although I was unable to 
read her expression.

No one spoke for a moment, when suddenly the bell rang.  The sound 
jarred Jennifer and I out of our fog, and we quickly turned to the 
school nurse.

"Class, please meet back here after lunch, there are many things we 
need to talk about," she said quickly as the students raced for the 
back of the auditorium.

Nothing much was said to Jennifer or I as we left the middle school.  I 
certainly hadn't planned on making love to Jennifer on the school 
stage, but didn't think I regretted it.  The two of us grabbed lunch at 
a fast food place, feeding each other french fries and bites of chicken 
in the car before heading back to the high school.


CHAPTER SIX - JENNIFER

Oh wow.  I couldn't believe we did that up on the stage in front of 
everybody!  I guess I started most of it, but Jason still shocked me 
when he said he'd go down on me.  And go down on me he did!  I was so 
relaxed by the time I had my first orgasm that I kind of forgot where I 
was, and had to do something nice for the guy.  Right?

I was still on cloud nine when Jason and I walked into choir.  It was 
our last practice before the concert tonight, and I knew Jason was 
nervous, since he was directing part of it, so I promised to behave 
myself.

As it turns out, it wasn't me that got things going!

Allison Parker, one of the juniors involved in The Program this week is 
usually pretty shy, so I was surprised when she asked for relief at the 
beginning of the hour.  I was even more surprised when she asked Jason 
to be the one to give it to her.  He looked at me, his eyes asking me 
if it was okay.  What was I going to say?  Of course it was, that's 
what The Program was all about.  It wasn't like he was going to screw 
her right there on the choir room floor.

Although the choir room is carpeted, and would be much more comfortable 
than the wood floor we'd just left behind at the middle school.  Hmm... 
something to think about for later, maybe.

Allison is really cute.  She has nice tits, although they're not nearly 
as big as mine, but they're really nice.  Tiny pink nipples that were 
hard from the moment Jason touched her, and an ass that I'd kill for.  
I know Jason thinks I have a cute butt, and I suppose I do, from 
playing volleyball, but Allison has what I'd call a bubble butt.  Not 
too muscular, but not at all flabby.

What really surprised me was that she shaves her pussy.  I hadn't seen 
her around much this week, so I don't know if it was newly shaved, but 
just looking at her pink slit had me all hot and bothered, and that 
confused me.

When I'd gone to see Nurse Becker on Tuesday, it had almost felt like 
she was coming onto me, and I hadn't minded all that much, and here I 
was getting wet watching my step-brother eat out another girl.  What 
was wrong with me?

I put the question out of my mind though, and almost managed to get 
myself off by the time Jason had licked and sucked Allison to what 
looked like an earth-shattering orgasm.  He helped her up and Allison 
walked back to her spot next to me in the choir, looking kind of 
unsteady.

"How was he?" I asked, grinning as she blushed.

"Pretty good," she answered.

"He's got a great tongue, doesn't he?" I asked dreamily, laughing at 
the shocked expression on her face.  "Oh yeah, he ate me out this 
morning."

"What?  He's your brother," she whispered, trying not to draw attention 
to our conversation.

"Step-brother," I said, dismissing her concerned look with a tiny wave 
of my hand.  "Although if I'd known how good he was, I'm not sure if it 
would have mattered if we really were brother and sister."  I went on 
to give a short recap of what had happened while Mr. Bergerud led the 
choir in warming up.  She looked shocked, but I caught her looking at 
me out of the corner of my eye.  Maybe she's interested in me, I found 
myself thinking, shocked that the thought occurred to me.

The rest of the rehearsal went well, I thought.  Jason managed to 
direct his portion of the concert without any obvious difficulties, by 
which I mean he didn't get a hard-on.  It was kind of surprising, 
because as we sang I noticed how strong Allison's smell was.  My 
nipples were hard and my pussy was dripping the whole time, but I don't 
think she noticed.

Finally the period was over and I got ready to take off.  Jason has a 
study hall and would be hanging out in the choir room like he always 
does, and I started to head off to math.  Before I could get out of the 
choir room, however, I heard our names called over the intercom, paging 
us to the office.  I was curious about what that could mean, but I 
waited for Jason, who rushed to catch up with me.

"What's this about, you suppose?" he asked.

"No idea," I answered.

Like most of the times we'd been called to the office this week, the 
two of us had to wait for quite a while before finally being waved into 
Miss Pomeroy's office.  I got a nervous feeling when I saw her sitting 
behind her desk, looking very annoyed.  She waved us to take our seats.

"We need to talk."


CHAPTER SEVEN - JASON

Do you want to talk about waiting for the other shoe to drop?  That's 
what it felt like this entire week.  Jennifer and I kept getting called 
to the principal's office, and each time it was nothing I'd been 
expecting.  My first thought was that we'd been called down here to get 
chewed out for what had happened at the middle school, but since that 
was my first thought, I figured it was something else and settled back 
in my chair.

"I heard what happened at the middle school," Miss Pomeroy said, 
clearly displeased.

Shit.

"Oh?" Jennifer said.

"I received a call from Mrs. Becker during the lunch period.  She 
seemed quite upset at what had gone on during her sex education classes 
this morning."

"But it wasn't our fault," Jennifer protested.  Miss Pomeroy shook her 
head, raising her hand for silence.

"I'm not here to scold you, but I am disappointed.  This wasn't quite 
the exposure I'd hoped to give our younger students."

"But..."

"Jennifer, that's enough.  I'm just trying to figure out where things 
went awry.  Care to give me your version?" Miss Pomeroy asked, looking 
at me for the first time.  I swallowed, taking a deep breath before 
answering.

"Well, first a couple kids asked us to kiss, then they wanted us to 
fondle each other, and then..."  I paused, looking at Jennifer, who 
nodded.  "Then... and then... a girl asked me to... to give... to give 
oral sex to Jennifer."  I immediately shut my mouth, and waited for the 
explosion, but it never came.

"Oh?"

She wasn't mad?

"Yeah, and it was great," chimed in Jennifer.

"And then what?" asked Miss Pomeroy.

"Well, then I jumped him," said Jennifer, smiling at me.

"Oh dear.  I can't say I saw this coming at all.  So what I hear you 
saying is that Nurse Becker had lost control of the class?"

"What?  No.  We were answering questions just like she wanted us to."

"Ah... clearly there's been a misunderstanding.  I had in mind more of 
a living example for the kids.  They would be able to study your 
anatomy, but... I didn't plan on an actual example.  Clearly a 
misunderstanding."  She nodded a moment, seemingly mulling things over. 
 Suddenly, she looked up with surprise, as if realizing we were still 
there.  "You're dismissed," she said, waving in the direction of the 
door.

"Do we need a pass?" Jennifer asked.  We'd been waiting in the 
reception area for so long that we were at risk of being late for our 
next class.  Miss Pomeroy checked her clock and shook her head.

"You should have enough time," she said, and Jennifer and I started for 
the door.  I stopped suddenly and turned back.

"So... we're not in trouble?" I asked, breathing a sigh of relief when 
she shook her head.  With that out of the way Jennifer and I bolted out 
of the office and practically sprinted to art.

Class was like Tuesday, except the poses were a little more suggestive. 
 I'm not sure who Miss Danforth had used as models when Jennifer and I 
were gone, maybe she got the same ones from Monday, but today it was 
back to the two of us in front of everyone.

"Jennifer?  Jason?  May I see the two of you?" she asked, and we 
quickly walked to where she was sitting at her drawing board.  "I have 
an idea for today's class," she said, "but I'm not sure if you'll be 
willing to pose... this way.  She turned her pad of paper toward us and 
Jennifer gasped.

The drawing was kind of rough, sketched with pencil and charcoal, but 
it was very obviously a man and woman.  The woman was astride the man, 
facing away from him, and although the image was a bit smudgy, his cock 
was clearly embedded in her cunt.  His hands were covering her breasts, 
with the woman's head leaning back against the man's chest.  It was 
very erotic, and I felt myself starting to get hard just imagining 
Jennifer and I in that position.

"Are... are you sure?" Jennifer asked, her voice a bit shaky.

"Yeah," I joked, trying to lighten the mood.  "I don't know if I can 
stay hard that long!"

Miss Danforth smiled at my comment, but remained serious.  "There would 
be no need for actual... penetration," she said.  "Just the appearance 
would be enough for the class."  Jennifer and I looked at each other, 
conversing with our eyes, before we turned to her and nodded.

"I guess," Jennifer said, and I quickly agreed.

"Wonderful," Miss Danforth said, her mood suddenly brightened, and she 
clapped her hands.

The class quickly filed into the classroom, and soon enough Miss 
Danforth had me sitting on the chair.  I grimaced as I saw Brenda look 
at me and sneer.  I'd forgotten she was in the class, and tried to hide 
myself from her view, before realizing that wasn't allowed, and dropped 
my arms to my sides.  Happily, she seemed to quickly lose interest.

As the class readied to sketch us, Jennifer sat in my lap.  We had 
agreed to the no penetration idea, but it was still difficult having my 
gorgeous step-sister in my lap.  My cock was as hard as it had ever 
been, and as Jennifer sat on my lap I groaned as my cock slipped 
between the cheeks of her ass, bumping against the bottom of her pussy.

Jennifer purred as she squirmed to get in better position, and I felt 
her nipples harden as my palms covered the soft cones of her tits.  We 
sat like that, her head resting on my chest, just relaxing, as the 
class drew us.  Before we had talked, but the position we found 
ourselves in this period didn't allow that, so we just enjoyed being 
close to one another.

As the midway point of the period neared, Miss Danforth called a short 
break, and the two of us got up to stretch.  I wandered around to look 
at some of the drawings, and was quite pleased with what I saw.

Jody Schwartz, Kyle's girlfriend, was in this class, and her drawing 
was very nice.  She had improvised a bit, and had actually shown my 
cock piercing Jennifer's pussy.  It was a really hot picture, and she 
blushed when I said so, although she seemed to have put a tad too much 
emphasis on the size of my dick, not that I was complaining.

Alissa Meyers, one of Jennifer's friends, had also drawn us very well.  
She seemed to have a really good eye, and it was obvious just looking 
at her drawing that Jennifer and I were in love.

"That's nice," I said.

"Thanks, you two make a cute couple."

"Quick question for you though.  Don't you think Jennifer's boobs are a 
little too big in your drawing?"  Alissa blushed at my question.

"I know, but... I like 'em.  I wish mine were that big.  I think big 
boobs are hot," she said, turning bright pink as I grinned at her.

"You do, huh?" I asked, laughing as she nodded rapidly.  "I'll have to 
keep that in mind," I said, turning to walk away.

"Do that," she called after me.


CHAPTER EIGHT - JENNIFER

Art was so hot today.  We posed in front of the class, and I was 
sitting on Jason's lap the whole time.  It was almost like we were 
screwing, and he must have been able to feel how excited I was.  The 
tip of his dick kept scraping against the bottom of my pussy, and my 
nipples were hard from him holding my tits the whole time, but we 
managed to survive without embarrassing ourselves.

The second class was over, however, we ran to the choir room.  We had 
to be back at school for the concert in a couple hours, so we'd decided 
to just stay here.  Mr. Bergerud had parking lot duty, so the two of us 
were thankfully alone.

I was in his arms immediately after closing the choir room door, and it 
didn't take long before I was cumming on his fingers as he diddled my 
clit.  Soon after that I was on my knees in front of him, and I drank 
my first mouthful of his hot cum.

Delicious.

We had barely had time to get straightened when Mr. Bergerud came into 
the choir room.  He seemed surprised to see us, but told us he had 
things to do in his office, and left us alone.

"Jennifer?" Jason asked, and I could tell he was a little nervous.

"What?"

"What the heck happened during choir?" he asked.  "You looked really... 
I don't know... kind of funny."

"What do you mean?"

"When I was... with Allison."

"Oh!"  I blushed a little.  "I don't know what that was, but it was 
really hot watching you eat out her pussy."

"I only did it because you said it was okay," he protested.

"No!  I really enjoyed it.  I almost got myself off watching you.  I 
know what a talented tongue you have, but..."

"But what."

"I don't know... it was really hot watching Allison too."

"What do you mean?" Jason asked.  He was watching me intently, and I 
think he'd sort of figured out what I was getting at.

"I kind of wanted to trade places, you know?"

"With Allison."

"With you."

He got it, and almost choked on the carrot stick he was eating from the 
supper we'd brought from home.

"What?"

"Yeah... I kind of found myself wondering what it would be like.... you 
know... to be with another girl."

"What... what about the two of us?" he asked, his face falling.

"No, I'm not saying that at all!  But maybe... sometime... the two of 
us might want to try another... might want to bring someone else..."

"Like a threesome?" he asked.

"Yeah."

"Wow," Jason said, sitting back in his chair.  "I don't know what to think..."

"Your dick does," I laughed, grinning as he looked down and saw the 
massive erection sticking up from his crotch.  "I think it knows 
exactly what it wants!"

"I guess so," he said, laughing with me before suddenly turning 
serious.  "But, what about... I don't know.  This is all happening so 
quickly," he said.

"Jason, don't worry about it."  I kissed him quickly on the cheek.  "If 
it freaks you out that much, we don't have to do it."

I tried to change the subject after that, but I could tell Jason was 
preoccupied with what I'd said, and I hoped I hadn't ruined anything 
for us.


CHAPTER NINE - JASON

After a wild morning and afternoon, it was nice to be able to just sit 
back and relax for a while, even if Jennifer was throwing out these 
wild ideas about the two of us involved in a threesome with another 
girl.

I had to admit the idea had a certain appeal to me... okay, I admit 
it... every guy wants to get it on with two women at the same time.  
Who wouldn't?  The idea of one girl riding my cock while the other sits 
on my mouth while I lick her pussy... hot!  Or better yet me behind one 
girl, doing her doggy style, while she and the other girl eat each 
other out.

But I knew it would never happen.  I'm a bit too conservative for that, 
and maybe a little jealous.  This news of Jennifer's possible 
bisexuality had thrown me for a loop, and I found myself having visions 
of her dumping me for another girl.  I shook my head at one point, 
trying to get the image out of my head, and Jennifer looked at me 
curiously.

"Nothing," I said.  "Just trying to get the cobwebs out before the concert.

I was pretty nervous once the choir started singing.  I was in the back 
row, and Jennifer was in the second row thankfully, so we weren't a 
distraction for the audience.  It was still kind of odd though, what 
with everyone else wearing their velvet choir robes.

Actually, it was kind of nice.  Mindy Carlson was standing in front of 
me, and she kept rubbing her ass back against my cock as we sang 
through some of Brahms' liebeslieder waltzes.  They're fun pieces and 
take a lot of concentration, which was hard, since I could feel the 
heat of her pussy as she wedged my cock between her ass cheeks.  
Fortunately she let up after a few minutes.  The last thing I wanted to 
do was exit the stage with a big hard-on wagging in front of me.

At intermission I tried to ignore everyone, since the first three songs 
we were singing were the ones I was conducting.  I had selected a 
series of three spirituals arranged by L.L. Fleming, and wanted some 
time to go over the music by myself.  Thankfully Mr. Bergerud let me 
use his office so I was able to get some peace and quiet.

When I walked on stage there were a few gasps from people who hadn't 
seen me walk on during the first part of the concert.  The last thing I 
wanted to do was turn and face the audience, but I took my bow and as 
quickly as I could turned back to the choir.  A few people in the 
chorus were giggling at my predicament, but they soon turned serious 
for the heavy pieces we were singing.

Jennifer had a funny look on her face all through the songs, but the 
rest of the choir was right with me, as I took us through the songs, 
which were alternately sad, happy and serious.  The choir did a great 
job, and I felt we had earned the thunderous round of applause we 
received.

After my pieces, the choir still had a couple numbers to do, and then 
it was time for the stage choir to perform.  We were doing a tango, and 
once again I had a huge erection as my partner and I swayed across the 
stage.  Fortunately the two of us were pressed together, so the 
audience didn't see it, although she certainly did!

At the end of the concert, Mr. Bergerud had me come out to take one 
last bow along with Stacy O'Keefe, who was the piano player.  Jennifer 
and I got out of there as quickly as we could.  I think we were both 
horny as hell and wanted to get home, although we were a little worried 
about running into our parents.

Surprisingly the house was empty, but there was a note for the two of 
us from Samantha.

"J & J," she had written.  "Mom & Dad and I are going out to eat with 
Bob & Joanne Miller after the concert and will be back late.  Sam"

Knowing we had the house all to ourselves, I turned to Jennifer.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I asked, laughing as she started 
unbuttoning her blouse as quickly as she was able.

"Damn right," she muttered.


CHAPTER TEN - JENNIFER

I swear I about jumped his bones the second we walked in the door!  I 
don't know who it was, but somebody behind me was fingering my pussy 
all the way through the second half of the concert.  I wasn't ever able 
to cum though, and I was as wet as a dishrag by the time we were done 
singing.

So when Jason asked me if I was thinking what he was thinking, I hoped 
my answer was obvious as I stripped as fast as I could.  Apparently I 
was right, and soon the two of us were naked on the living room floor, 
groping at each other like the frantic high school kids we were!

"Kiss me," I panted, reaching for Jason's rapidly expanding cock.  Our 
lips met and once again I marveled at the electric shock I felt every 
time we kissed.  My nipples would have been instantly hard and the 
juices would have flowed straight to my pussy, if I hadn't already been 
excited and wet.  It was that good a kiss.

Jason moaned into my mouth as we kissed, his hands everywhere on my 
body.  First he teased my nipples, then his fingers dipped into my 
moist folds, stroking and caressing my pussy.  I jumped as he spread my 
juices over my clit, humping up at his fingers, my body begging for 
more stimulation.

Feeling myself ready for him, I started to lay back, but Jason had other ideas.

"On your hands and knees," he said, his eyes glazed over with lust.  I 
knew what he wanted and shivered in anticipation as I turned away from 
him, knowing Jason could see the pink of my pussy along with the 
crinkled bud of my asshole.

"You want me like this?" I asked, wagging my behind at him.  His hands 
were stroking my ass cheeks as he nodded, and suddenly I felt the 
fleshy knob of his cock spreading me open.  I moaned, pushing back at 
him, willing him to shove his way inside me, but he kept teasing me.  I 
groaned, wanting more stimulation, and turned to look back at him, 
almost screaming as I saw we weren't alone.

"Why don't you guys get a room?" asked Samantha, and Jason jumped, 
having not realized she was watching us.  He quickly pulled away from 
me, attempting to cover himself up, before realizing Samantha had seen 
everything already today.

"Why don't you knock?" I asked.

"Knock on what?" Samantha retorted.  "You're in the living room!"

Oh.  Right.  The living room.

"Well..."

"Well, what?  What if Mom and Dad had walked in on you like this?  Again?"

Crap, Mom and Dad!

"Where are they?" I asked.

"They're still at the restaurant.  I got bored and wanted to go home, 
only to walk in on your... on your homemade porno!"

"Sorry," mumbled Jason, unable to look Samantha in the eye.

"Yeah, we'll go somewhere else," I said starting to get up, but 
Samantha quickly answered.

"No, you can stay here."

"What?  I thought you wanted us somewhere else?" I asked.

Samantha blushed.  "No... I just want you to be more careful.  I... I 
want to watch."

"What!"

"You two were really... were really something today at the auditorium, 
and... I want to watch."  I was beginning to get the idea that my 
little sister wasn't so little anymore.  I tried to remember what I was 
like at her age.  It had only been four years ago, but it seemed like 
forever.  Had I been that horny?  Probably, I laughed to myself.

"Okay, sure," I said, watching Jason's head whip around to stare at me. 
 "What?" I asked.  "It's not like she hasn't seen it before."

"Yeah, but..."

"If you don't I'll tell Mom and Dad," Samantha said quietly.

"Hey, listen here," I said.  "We're probably going to do it for you 
anyway, so there's no need to start blackmailing us, got it?"

"But..."

"No buts about it.  Don't play like that, okay?" I said, and Samantha 
nodded shyly.

"Sorry."

"Besides," I continued.  "You tell Mom and Dad and it's likely they 
will find out about Joe," I said.

"You wouldn't!" Samantha gasped.

"Who's Joe?" Jason asked, looking back and forth between us.  "Some guy?"

"I'll say!" I laughed as Samantha blushed.  It was her turn to be 
unable to look either one of us in the eye.  I held my hands about a 
foot apart.  "He's about this tall, and about this big around," I said, 
holding my thumb and index finger in a circle.  "And he just loves to 
vibrate as fast as he can.  Right Sam?"

"I guess.  Jeez, I said I was sorry.  Who's blackmailing who now?" she asked.

I leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.  "I won't tell if you 
don't.  Agreed?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Good, now where were we Jason?" I asked, reaching for his prick, which 
had long since deflated.

"What?"  He looked around as if he wasn't sure what we were doing.

"I think this needs a little stimulation," I said, stroking on his 
cock, which quickly expanded to its full length.  Samantha watched on 
in rapt attention.  I realized she had been at the school, but hadn't 
been able to watch this closely.

"Oh God," Jason moaned as I leaned over and licked the head of his 
cock.  He was slowly pumping in and out of my fist and I licked the 
head each time it came through my tight grip.  He was fully erect 
again, and more than ready to fuck me, but I was enjoying the look on 
Samantha's face as she watched.

"It's okay if you touch yourself," I said, seeing how she seemed to be 
fighting to keep her hands from running over her breasts.  No sooner 
had I said this than Samantha stood and quickly shucked off her shirt 
and pants.  She slowed in embarrassment when she realized both Jason 
and I were watching her, but took a deep breath and unsnapped her bra.

Jason gasped as her tiny tits came into view.  The cones of her breasts 
were no larger than tennis balls, but were perfectly formed, topped 
with nipples already tight with arousal.

"You like that?" I teased, letting my own breasts drag over the hard 
surface of his cock.

"Yes," he gasped, nodding quickly.  We both watched as Samantha turned 
away from us to lower her panties.  She wasn't all that developed in 
the way of curves, but when she bent over we had a great view of the 
puffy lips of her pink slit.  Jason's cock gave a twitch in my hand and 
I squeezed in response.

"That's twice today you've gotten all hard looking at a bare pussy," I 
teased.  "Maybe I should shave."  I'd always liked my mat of fine pussy 
hair, but Jason did seem to have a thing for a bald cunt, so I'd have 
to consider it.

Hmm... his birthday is coming up soon!


CHAPTER ELEVEN - JASON

I thought we were dead when Samantha walked in on us.  I don't know how 
long she'd been standing there, but I about had a heart attack when she 
started talking.  Then when Jennifer practically invited her to join us 
I wanted to run out of the room.  I know she'd watched us at school, 
but that was... school.

Whatever, I guess.  I have to admit she has a hot little body.  I'm not 
into the whole little girl thing, but Jennifer's right.  I do have a 
thing for bald pussies, and if she wants to shave hers for me, more 
power to her, I say!

Samantha lay back in the chair, spreading her legs wide and began 
lightly touching around the smooth lips of her cunt.  I'd gathered that 
Joe was the "name" she had given to her vibrator, so I knew that sex 
wasn't as new for her as it would have been for me when I was her age.  
If I'd had an older brother or sister and walked in on them about to 
make love in the middle of the living room, I would have freaked out.

"You're some kind of voyeur," I said to Samantha, who grinned and 
nodded, blushing madly as she toyed with her tits with one hand, while 
with the other she brushed her fingers over her little clit.  I felt 
something bump against me and turned back to Jennifer, who was once 
again on her hands and knees.

"Get back here," she said, once again wiggling her ass at me.  I 
stroked my cock a few times before placing the head at her wet entrance.

"Gladly," I said, pushing ahead slowly.  I could feel the walls of her 
pussy expanding to allow me entrance, and we both sighed as I bottomed 
out.

"God that feels good," she moaned, looking over her shoulder at me.

I held back and slowly pumped in and out, reveling in the sensations of 
her hot cunt sucking at my hard shaft.  I wanted nothing more than to 
thrust in and out as hard and fast as I could, but I wanted this to 
last.  I leaned over, kissing the smooth expanse of Jennifer's back, 
reaching around to cup her large tits.

"Faster?" Jennifer panted, pushing her hips against mine, trying to 
increase the pace of our lovemaking.

"In a bit," I said, squeezing the hard tips of her nipples.  "Let's 
make this last."

Jennifer still tried to increase our tempo, but I grabbed ahold of her 
hips, slowing her movements, and kept up my deliberate pace.  
Eventually the friction and steady sensations started to get to 
Jennifer and I felt the slick walls of her cunt flutter against my cock 
as her body started to warm up.

Feeling this I began to increase my tempo, pushing more rapidly into 
her wet tunnel.  I happened to glance over to Samantha and her eyes 
were glassed over as her hands twisted and squeezed at her tender 
flesh.  He cunt was flushed deep pink and I could see the wet trails of 
her arousal as she spread her juices all over her tiny crotch.

Sensing Jennifer close to going over the edge, I tried something which 
had been successful before.  Keeping my eyes on Samantha I licked my 
thumb and slowly pushed against the bud of Jennifer's asshole.  She 
hissed through her teeth, slowing her hip movements as she allowed me 
to penetrate her tight backdoor.

Samantha gasped as she realized what I was doing, and began furiously 
rubbing her pussy.  I thought I saw a hand begin to steal down toward 
her own anus, but she blushed and quickly moved it back to her pussy 
when she saw I was watching.

I was able to feel the added pressure my thumb gave through the thin 
wall of Jennifer's rectum, and the increased sensation drove me more 
quickly to my own orgasm.  Ignoring Jennifer for the moment, I 
concentrated solely on my own climax, shoving my cock as deep and as 
hard into her pussy as I could.

Jennifer was panting as she humped back against me, and I could hear my 
balls slapping against her cunt with each thrust.  Suddenly I felt my 
cum boiling up from my nuts, just as Jennifer froze in place as her own 
orgasm hit her.  I felt like my testicles were being shot out the end 
of my dick as my cock erupted inside her.  Combined with the pressure 
her clenching pussy muscles put on the end of my dick as Jennifer cried 
out in her own orgasm, I nearly passed out.

My climax seemed to last ages, but finally I was spent.  Samantha too 
had reached her own peak during the orgasm Jennifer and I shared, and 
was collapsed back in the chair, her tiny hand making lazy circles 
around her swollen pussy.

Jennifer was the first of us to recover, pulling away from my dick with 
an audible pop.  She quickly put her hand over her opening to stem the 
flood of our juices, and ran to the bathroom.  She came back shortly 
carrying a towel and proceeded to wipe off my cock and balls before 
throwing the towel to Samantha.

"You'd better clean up," she said.  "Actually, we'd better do some 
cleaning," she clarified, sniffing the air in the living room.  "Smells 
like someone just had sex in here."

I grinned, stretching my muscles as I stood.  Samantha was still 
watching us intently, staring at my cock as it slowly returned to its 
flaccid state.

"It isn't always that big," I shrugged at her unasked question.  She 
nodded, and quickly scampered to her room.  Jennifer looked as if she 
intended to follow her, but I grabbed her arm before she could leave.  
"I don't think she'll tell," I said, pulling Jennifer into a hug.

"Wow," she said as she squeezed herself against me.  "That was something."

"Sure was," I said.  "But you're right.  Mom and Dad could be home any 
minute, we better clean up."

It didn't take too long for us to wipe up any telltale signs of our 
lovemaking.  We aired out the room for a bit to get rid of our stink, 
just in case.  By the time Mom and Dad returned all three children were 
asleep, each in our own beds.

End Thursday

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