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 This is for adults only. It is fiction, which means it never
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               John's New Lifestyle (V.2)

My name is John Blake, 14 years old and my life is hell. I mean it.
I'm 5'7" tall with blond hair and blue eyes, not the tallest kid in my
class, but not the shortest either. I have always been very shy. I was
raised in a large city in the mid-west and that is all I was familiar
with.

Going through school until the eighth grade I somehow managed to
acquire a small group of close friends with a modicum of ease. Living
together with my now 12-year-old sister, Susan, and our parents, Janet
and George Blake, I had it pretty easy until our parents started
arguing a whole lot last year. Suddenly they got divorced, Mom got
custody of my sister and me and she moved us to her native town of
Abbottville in Arizona, a small town out in the middle of no-where
with about ten streets and no big malls, just small stores that
supplied the necessities of life, where it's hot most of the time and
I didn't know anybody. 

Susan, my bratty sister, and I hardly ever got along. Whenever I
wanted privacy, she'd be peeking in where I didn't want her. Like I
said, my life is hell.

We'd moved into a small two-story house at the end of the third week
of July. It used to belong to mom's parents who moved away suddenly
last year to Florida to a nudist camp there. The house has three
bedrooms so at least I could still have my own room and be able to
close my door for privacy. It was a month or so before school started,
so I had some time to check out the village.  

The town wasn't very big, like I said, so it didn't take very long to
check it out. It was strange. Everywhere I walked, I heard doors and
windows being closed, like the people here didn't want me to see
something that I wasn't supposed. That made me curious, but it also
made me frustrated, so I decided, rather than burn myself out under
that bright hot sun, I'd stay home where I could keep cool and read. 

On occasion, Mom would go out and visit some of her old friends.
Sometimes she would take Sue with her, sometimes not. That left Sue
and me alone. Since we didn't get along very well, we stayed in our
own rooms most of the time.

My mom seemed worried about me since I didn't seem to socialize very
much. Why bother, I thought? I didn't know anyone, and there didn't
seem to be too many kids my age around anyway, so I just minded my own
business, which included reading a lot. However, she didn't do
anything about it until shortly into the first week of August. Sue and
I had already been enrolled in the only school they had for grades
K-12 and I was just waiting for Labor Day to come around.

The new period in my life, going from just being extremely shy, (did I
tell you I was shy? oh yes, very.) to being one extremely embarrassed
and shy teenage boy happened all at once. It was an extremely hot day,
the sun was beating down fiercely and the air conditioner, although
working, was struggling. I was laying on my bed, dressed in just my
briefs, and I had seriously considered removing them, but it was just
too hot to do anything. So, there I lay, trying to keep a little cool
with two fans going trying to help the air conditioner when my mom
suddenly burst into my room dressed in a housecoat. I sat up in bed
and looked at her, surprised as she ran over to me and grabbed my
hand, pulling me almost bodily from my bed, saying that she had some
old friends she wanted me to meet. I blurted out that I couldn't meet
anyone dressed like I was and she stopped and looked at me, gave a
grin like I'd never seen before and said, grinning broadly, "You are
certainly right about that," and before I could stop her she'd whisked
down my briefs, grabbed my hand and jerked me from the room, almost
making me trip over my shorts, and leading me downstairs totally
naked.

Entering the living room, I saw three strange women sitting in chairs
set in the middle of the room, as well as Susan who was sitting on the
couch to my right. My main effort was going towards covering myself. I
was mortified. How could Mom do this to me? Then it registered. The
women, Susan, and now Mom, who had taken off her housecoat, were all
naked like me except the women had sandals on.

I was led over to the couch and told to sit next to Susan.  Before I
could, though, Mom gently removed my hands from my groin as she said,
"No more of that, John, modesty isn't necessary here," and she went
over and sat in the fourth chair next to the women. 

I could see them staring at my cock which by now was completely stiff
from embarrassment. I blushed and tried to move my hands back over it,
but Susan put her hand over it first. I gasped. She smiled at me when
I looked at her. Then she whispered, "It's nice," and squeezed it.
That was all she wrote. Her hand on me, her bare leg rubbing mine and
four naked ladies in front of me. What else was a horny, virgin
14-year-old, almost 15-year-old, boy to do. I exploded, all over Sue's
hand, which brought a "Wow!" from her, and, through the haze that
covered my eyes, smiles from the ladies. I just laid my head back and
sobbed. I just knew that I couldn't ever show my face in this town
again.

It was a moment later when I felt two arms wrap themselves around me
after my mom rushed over to sit beside me. I guess she finally
realized that it had been too sudden an exposure. "I'm sorry, John.
don't cry. You did nothing wrong. You need to learn, as Susan has,
that this town, isolated as it is, has some rather unusual laws, laws
which permit public nudity and other things."

I looked at her with my tear-stained eyes and said, "I didn't see any
nude people."

"That's because you weren't ready to," one of the women said. I looked
at her, then immediately looked back at mom. I was uncomfortable with
nudity, especially female nudity. Mom smiled and saw the doubt in my
eyes. "It's okay to look, John. I realize that you are simply reacting
because of the way your father and I brought you up, but here, you can
look all you like."

I turned and looked and gasped.  All three women, who were all
beautiful, were sitting with their legs slightly spread and I
immediately noticed that they were as hairless as Susan between their
legs. I grasped my cock and blushed, but didn't try to hide it as I
continued to look. I turned then and looked again at my sister. I
asked her, "Did you know about this?" 

She smiled at me and nodded. "For a few days now. I wasn't supposed to
say anything."

I was overcome with surprise over that whole situation. I couldn't
resist. I leaned over and kissed her cheek as my hand, my free hand,
slowly brushed her leg.  My heart was pounding away a mile a minute as
she grabbed my hand and placed it over her hairless slit as she
slouched down on the couch, almost in a reclining position. But it
wasn't completely hairless.  I could feel small strands of hair
rubbing my fingers. I groaned and fell back against the couch. 

I heard one of the women say,  "He'll need to learn about school
policy, about boys and girls going to classes nude if they choose to.
It isn't mandatory that they do so, but it is permitted.  And he'll
need more public exposure."

I lifted my head and looked at them.  "I can't go out naked!" I cried.
"I'd be put in jail, or at least laughed at. And going naked in
school? I don't think so." I shook my head.

Mom turned my head to look at her. "John, remember, I said they had
laws permitting public nudity?" I nodded. "That goes for certain rules
in school, as well. No harassment is allowed by clothed students of
unclothed ones and boys are not denigrated in any way for being
publicly aroused. In fact, girls love it," she told me and grinned.

One of the other women asked, "John, I know this is extremely personal
but we need to know, are you still a virgin?"

I turned and looked at her shocked. I guess I was getting used to them
by then, because I didn't even look at her breasts. "Why?"

"Because most, if not all, boys lose their virginities when they start
puberty here. Usually their mother or a sister helps them with it. So,
you are?"

Looking embarrassed again, I croaked, "Yes."

Susan spoke up then. "What about girls?" I looked at her and she had
her eyes on my hard cock and her tongue was swishing over her lips. I
could see what I took for little girl's lust in her eyes. Her longish
blonde hair partially obscured her eyes but I could see.  I could also
see her finger stroking herself.

"Girls, as well," the same woman said. "When a family has one of each,
they usually have them take each other's.  Are you protected, Susan?" 

Susan nodded, blushing.

"Then, if your mother agrees, you should do it that way. You'll both
be more comfortable with someone you know and love," she told us,
smiling.

"Incest?" I croaked.

"That's one of the peculiarities of the town that we don't advertise -
well, we don't advertise anything, anyway," one of the other women
said, shrugging and smiling, "- but incest is accepted as long as
birth control is used and is entirely consensual by all parties
concerned." 

I looked at my mom in a new light now. I quite clearly swept my newly-
opened eyes over her and the ladies, then over Susan. I no longer
tried to hide my embarrassingly hard cock as I ran my hand over
Susan's left nipple. She smiled and turned towards me as I heard the
woman in the right-hand chair say, "He's learning fast,"  and my mom
then asked us, I thought jokingly, "Would you two like to be alone?"

I jerked my hand away and looked at her and smiled. Looking then at
the women, I asked mom to introduce them to me, since I assumed that
Susan had already been introduced to them earlier. As she did, I
turned back and rubbed my finger over Sue's pussy again, just about to
mount her, but still not quite sure.

I said hello to Mrs. Sharon Rogers, the lady on the right, Mrs. Betty
Jones, the lady in the center, and Miss Karen Meyers, the woman on the
left and the youngest. They seemed quite interested in me, or rather,
my cock, which was again showing everything it had. I was still a bit
shy and I blushed but I didn't hide myself, why bother, they'd seen
everything anyway. 

"He's a fast learner, alright," said Mrs. Rogers, "Notice how he
doesn't try to hide himself? Twenty minutes ago, he would have been
folded over with embarrassment, but now he's taking it fine. I think
that we should go now, ladies. These nice people have some work to
do."  The others agreed and I was stunned to see them don nothing more
that a sun hat and sun glasses as mom showed them out.

When Mom returned, she smiled at us and said, "Now, that wasn't too
bad, was it? Susan, do you want your brother to pop your cherry?"

"Oh yes, please, Mom," she practically cried.

"And Johnny, I know this is a silly question but, do you want to give
your virginity to Susan?"

I looked at Sue and nodded.  She smiled so wide, I thought her face
would crack.

"Fine. Upstairs, then, the two of you," she said as she turned us
towards the stairs and patted out asses playfully to hurry us along.
"From now on, you sleep together, unless one of you has company. After
you get done, we'll all go outside and take a walk, after a liberal
application of sun tan lotion, of course."

As we walked upstairs, I asked mom, "Do they really go naked in
school?" That was incredible, I thought to myself.

"Oh, yes, boys and girls alike. Most enjoy it, although there are some
who, for personal reasons, don't. No one is forced to do it."

"Uh,  what about sex? Don't they get aroused?  I know I would, so I
probably won't go that way," I said as we walked into her room, the
largest of the three. 

"Sex is not forbidden as long as it doesn't interfere with school-
time. It also has to be completely consensual by both partners, and
done in a private area, where there are several set aside around the
school. 

"Now, enough talk, young man. Susan needs you, don't you, dear?" she
asked Susan who snatched her finger from her pussy and blushed.

She smiled at her and Sue's cheeks burned. She obviously wasn't as
calm as she had appeared downstairs. "Okay, you two, in bed. Now. Next
sound I want to hear is to be the sounds of heart-rending passion and
hard breathing. Susan, it may hurt a little at first, but then, you
can do it anytime and enjoy it, as long as you keep taking those
pills. Okay, sweetie?" she told Sue, brushing her hand through Sue's
long blond hair.

"Yes, Mommie," she said in her little girl voice. Mom laughed as she
saw me lie down on her bed, having pulled the covers down beforehand,
and Sue crawl in beside me. Mom watched a moment as I started to rub
my hand over Sue's now flat chest, something that she obviously loved
because she moaned and spread her legs. I moved my hand down between
her legs and rubbed her slit tenderly. As my sister moaned from the
feeling she was recieving from my touching her pussy, neither of us
noticed that we were alone.

I looked into her blue eyes, and saw that hers were staring into my
equally blue ones, and I moaned as I rubbed her smooth skin, my
fingers moving slowly up and down between her spread thighs over her
nearly bare slit. She was the first girl I had ever touched other than
just incidentally, and now we were supposed to fuck. No, not fuck,
make love. Show the love and respect a brother and sister should have
for one another.

"I don't want to hurt you, Susan, but this is a little too much for
me. You know?" She looked down from my eyes over my stomach to my hard
cock that rested on her thigh, pointing directly at the seat of my
desire. She smiled and said, "I know. I want you to do it. Please? I
need it so much," she cried, brushing her hand over my chest as she
stared directly into my eyes again. I nodded, pushing my hand down
over her stomach to her vaginal slit after rubbing her small breast.
My fingers touched it, one of them slipped into the tiny hole at the
bottom and her body spasmed as I entered her just a bit.

"Oh God, yes, do it!  But not with your finger, John. Oh God, I need
this," she cried out plaintively and rubbed her hand over my leaking
cock.

It was time. I pulled her on top of me. "What?" she asked. "You put it
in, Sue," I told her, my free hands stroking her nipples as I looked
into her suddenly scared eyes. 

"No, you're supposed..." she started to say as she ran her shaking
hands over me.

I caressed her face and told her,  "I read somewhere that a girl's
first time is better this way, that you can control how much and how
fast we go. Okay?"

She nodded and smiled, then she grasped my hard, dripping cock and
raised her body. She tried to put it in but couldn't find the spot.
"Let me," I told her and grasped it in my hand, placing the head
against the small opening I could see as she leaned back on the bed
supported by her arms. God, it would never fit in there, would it? She
slowly lowered her body and it sank into her. One-half inch, an inch,
there, the head disappeared. Both of us groaned, and her body
stiffened. 

"Does it hurt?"  I asked, concerned. 

"Yes," she cried, but she was determined. I was looking directly into
her face as she sat up on me, closed her eyes and gritted her teeth,
then dropped down, crying out loudly as she took my entire six inches.
She collapsed on top of me, her hands on my shoulders as she hugged
herself to me for comfort, crying out in pain.  I didn't know what to
do so I wrapped my arms around her, cuddled her and said, "There, it's
all over. No more pain. No more pain, just pleasure."  She slowly sat
back up and looked down at herself and smiled, tears still flowing
down her cheeks. 

"I did it, didn't I?" she asked me excitedly. 

"You certainly did, little sister, and now you're a big girl," and I
sat up slightly and hugged her as she went on sobbing on my chest, her
legs folded up on either side of me. After a while, her head rose and
she looked at me. 

"And you're a man now," she said to me, smiling. 

"That I am, missy, and don't you forget it," I said, grinning. I
patted her back and she sat up again. She looked between her legs,
astonished. "I got it all, see?"

I nodded as she started to rise again. There were a few more twitches
as the remainder of her hymen was torn away, then only a complete look
of pleasure and contentment as she began going up and down, pressing
her hands against my stomach. I sighed and rubbed her chest, tweaking
her nipples as she smiled at me with heavy-lidded eyes.  

"Oh, John, it feels so good. I wish we'd done this a long time ago,"
she moaned as her body pulsed around my buried cock. I moaned again,
tweaked her nipples again and lifted my hips. Overcome by the
sensations of my first fuck, I sent my cum bursting into my little
sister's no longer virgin pussy. It was incredible. No hand-job would
ever compare.

I looked into her half-closed eyes as I brushed my fingers through her
hair and whispered, "Did you cum?"

She looked at me with a wistful smile and shook her head no, "...but
it was wonderful, even the pain."

"I'm glad.  I always thought one's first time should be special. Mine
sure was," and I patted her back before she climbed off of me and laid
there quietly resting. After a moment or two, she looked up at me and
asked, smiling, "When can we do it again?" I laughed. "Soon. I have to
rest. I've cum more times today than I ever have in one day. Okay?"
She looked at me and nodded. "Okay, John. Thank you."

We rested for a few minutes, then I said, "Come  on, sleepyhead, let's
take a shower together. That is, if you can walk." I stood up as she
giggled and scrambled over to my side of the bed where I took her
hand. She laughed again as she said, "I am a little sore, but not too
bad. Let's go," and she ran across the room, making me run after her. 

"I'll get you, you scamp," I called after her. All I heard was her
laughter as she ran into the bathroom. She had to sit on the toilet
before she got in the shower, however, to let my semen drain from her
pussy. She blushed as I stood there watching.

As she stood up after cleaning herself, I rushed over and grabbed her
gently, holding her nude body in my arms. I couldn't seem to stop
touching her. I loved feeling her soft skin next to mine. I lifted her
up and over the edge of the tub and slipped her under the shower, then
I turned it on. She screamed, "It's cold!"  and laughed even more as
she jumped around. I adjusted the knobs and it was better for her.  As
I slipped in behind her, she mewed like a kitten as our wet bodies
pressed together, my arms wrapped around her, rubbing her soft small
titties.  

"Ummm, I love these," I told her softly as I nuzzled her neck. She
looked up at me and said, "They're not very big," as she rubbed her
ass against me, causing another hard-on.  

"Ummm, I feel something," she told me as she looked over her shoulder
at me.

"Yes," I said, pushing it against her gently, rubbing it on her back.
God, did she feel good. No wonder I was so horny today. I moaned and
turned her around to face me. I moved under the shower more than I had
been and washed off the blood on my cock from her pussy. She couldn't
stop from helping so we ended up washing each other. I loved it.

"Lean against the wall," I told her after a few moments. She looked up
at me puzzled. "Why?"

"Because you asked if we could do it again and so we are, my fair
damsel.  Now lean, please."  She turned around, stretched out her arms
and leaned forward.  With the shower spraying over my back, I grasped
my cock and rubbed it over her gently.  She asked me nervously over
her shoulder, "You are going to put it in my pussy, aren't you?" She
seemed nervous about this. I quickly allayed her nervousness. "Of
course, my dear. Where else?"

"I uh thought you might be going to try..."  she said as her neck went
bright pink.

"Ah," I said, "never fear, I am a gentleman and a gentleman never goes
where he isn't wanted, so relax," and I gently slipped the head into
her still sore but very wet pussy. As it went all the way in (Boy,
was/is she tight!), I stayed there a moment to let her get used to it.
Finally, as I grasped her waist and began to move it in and out of her
tight pussy, she moaned, "Oh, Johnnie, yes, faster, harder, please!"
as I moved my hands up her body to gently rub her nipples.

"I don't want to hurt you," I whispered in her ear. 

"Never mind that, Johnnie, I need it,  I need to cum.  Please," she
cried, begging me to make her cum.  Being a gentleman, I acceded to
her demands and began my first real fuck. My mind must have gone awol
then as my cock was squeezed by her tight pussy.  All I could do was
react to the sensations her pussy made in me.

I fucked her for at least five minutes until she screamed,"Yes,
Johnnie, that's  it," loud enough for the neighbors to hear, I'm sure.
"I'm cumming, Johnnie, harder." 

I wrapped my arms around this 12-year-old girl who just happened to be
my sister and I fucked her, my cock pumping in and out in furious
passion as I hugged her and brought the cum she so badly needed. Just
as she slumped forward, my cock exploded in the pits of her pussy, and
that was it for me, too. 

We sank to the floor of the tub just as the curtain was being pulled
aside and mom showed her face. As I looked up at her, I could see that
she was smiling, thank goodness. "Well, I can tell that you two are
having a great time here, but could you keep the noise down? You'll
bring the cops if someone thinks someone is being murdered." She
smiled at us and turned off the shower.   

It is amazing what a few hours can do for a guy when all he has to do
to cure his shyness is to have sex with a beautiful girl.  I rose from
the tub and stood there, naked and wet as I helped Sue to get up in
the slippery tub, and I wasn't even a bit shy in front of my mom or
sister. And even though I was seeing two beautiful women standing
there before me, as naked as I, I didn't react. My cock stayed soft.
No wonder, after all the work it had had to do that day, but I began
to wonder if I couldn't go nude in school.

"So," Mom asked, "how does it feel not to be virgins anymore?" She
looked at us as we stood shoulder to shoulder, naked, my arm around my
sister's shoulders, and we both gleamed with satisfaction, although
Susan quipped, "I'm sore," and she rubbed her slit. We all laughed at
that.

I hugged her and said, "My dear, beautiful little sister, thank you."
She pulled back a bit and asked as Mom looked on. "For what?"

"For giving me the greatest gift a girl can ever give, a gift that
should be saved for the man she loves the most (where was all this
coming from? I didn't know but it sure sounded nice.  Maybe I was
growing up?).

"What's that?" she asked.

I looked at mom and she understood from the smile on her face. I
looked at Susan again and said,  "You gave me your hymen, something
you only had one of, silly," and tweaked her nose. She giggled and
said, "But I love you the best, silly."

"Good, now that you two are friends finally," Mom said, hurding us out
the door after we had dried off, "let's put some sun tan lotion on,
get our sunglasses on and some caps and shoes and go out, shall we?"

I gasped. "Like this?" I asked. I still was unsure about walking about
in public. In school, maybe, but in public?

"Of course," she told me calmly. "Remember, this isn't back home, this
is our new home. Now, come on. You want all the girls to see you,
don't you," she joked.  I blushed when she said that. I guess my
shyness wasn't all gone after all.

With that, the three of us returned to her room where she generously
applied sunblock to each of us, spending an inordinate amount of time
on my cock and balls, saying, "We wouldn't want these to burn, would
we?" and my ass, as well as Susan's private places, which were no
longer so private. When she was done my cock was rock hard and Sue was
giggling so hard she shook because mom tickled her. However, we had
the pleasure of returning the favor, making sure she was completely
covered. I enjoyed slipping my slick fingers into her wet pussy, so
that wouldn't get sunburned. Imagine that. 

After we were done, we went downstairs and mom opened the front door,
then she looked at us and said, "Because this is your first time,
we'll make it short. Let's go see Karen Meyers, she just lives down
the street."



 

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