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Author: Virgil Black
Title: Firsts and Lasts
Universe: Part of the 'Losing My Shirt' universe
Summary: A young man is frustrated by his sister's and her friend's
teasing, but they make it up to him in the end.
Keywords: Mf, Mff, oral, rim, pett, bd, 1st, inc

This story has only playful bondage.

This story picks up with characters and events from "Losing My Shirt,"
and other stories so maybe you should read those first:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/virgil_black/txt/losing_my_shirt.txt
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/virgil_black/txt/double_down.txt.
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/virgil_black/txt/booty_call.txt
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/virgil_black/txt/because_of_a_little_kink.txt
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/virgil_black/txt/getting_wet.txt
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/virgil_black/txt/a_goodbye_present.txt

You can find these and other stories by the author archived at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/virgil_black/www/

If you enjoyed this story, please let the author know:
virgilblack@gmail.com





FIRSTS AND LASTS

"I'm sorry we won't be here to take you to the airport, honey."

"That's okay, Mom. Megan said she would drop me off," I replied.

"But you're leaving again! I won't see you until Christmas. You know,
Bob and I don't have to go."

"No, Mom, that's crazy! Don't do that. It's fine, really. I'll call
you as soon as the plane lands so you'll know I'm all right, okay?"

She shook her head. "All right. I'm just going to miss you so much!"
She hugged me like I was dying.

I hugged her back. I hated when my mom got sappy, so I made an excuse
about having to pack a few more things, and went upstairs to my room.

- - - - -

I was leaving Sunday, heading back to college. Just two more days. It
had been an interesting summer - days, even weeks, of boredom
punctuated by, frankly, unbelievable situations with my younger sister
Megan and three of her friends. But it was a summer I knew I'd
remember forever, and I had no real regrets.

My mom was upset because she and my stepfather, Bob, were leaving on
another vacation Saturday morning. He had won a marketing contest or
something at work and they were sending him to Maui for a week as an
award.

I didn't actually have any packing left to do. Although most of my
stuff had been boxed and shipped out yesterday, I still had a few
valuable things I wanted to carry with me, and of course, the clothes
I'd need while waiting for the rest of my belongings to arrive.

I was looking forward to getting back to the city, I guess. I missed
my friends, and, even though I didn't have a girlfriend up there
anymore, I was excited about getting back into the social scene I'd
been out of for three months. Still, I was feeling a little melancholy
about the whole thing.

"Hey, you busy?" Megan asked, leaning in to my room through the half
open door.

"Nope," I said, patting the bed next to where I sat.

She came in. "Guess what?" she asked, plopping down next to me, the
bed bouncing.

"What?"

"Mom said Jenna could spend the the night tonight."

"Okay."

"She's coming over after dinner," Megan said.

I nodded. "Wow. Just like every other weekend."

"Yep." She slapped my thigh. "Well, I just thought you might be
interested," she said, standing up.

"Right. Thanks for the heads up, Megan."

"You know, in case you had plans."

"Nope, no plans. Thanks again."

"No problem, Big Bro." She waved over her shoulder as she walked out
the door, "See you later!"

I wondered what she was up to.

- - - - -

Jenna came over after dinner, just like Megan said.

And then the two of them left to see a movie, while I stayed at home
with my folks, watching television. I even went to bed early, because
I had to wake up a little before dawn to take my Mom and Bob to the
airport. I really didn't see why Megan had made such a big deal about
Jenna spending the night, unless she had something planned for later.

I wasn't late when Megan and Jenna came back from the movie, yet they
woke me up as they came upstairs laughing. I listened as they went
into my sister's room. I could hear them talking, but it was too
muffled to understand. I wanted to stay awake to find out if I could
hear them fooling around, but it wasn't long before I fell asleep
again.

- - - - -

I woke up again when someone pulled the bedsheet down and climbed into
bed behind me. I could immediately tell from the soft skin against my
legs that it was one of the girls.

"Hey, wake up," whispered a voice into my ear, a small hand on my arm.

"I'm awake, Jenna," I whispered back, rolling over.

"Hi... Is it okay if I'm here?" she asked.

"It's okay," I answered. She was propped up on her elbow, leaning over
me a little. In the light from the radio, I could see she was wearing
a loose, old T-shirt. Her thin shoulder was almost exposed by the
stretched out collar. "What's going on? Where's Megan?"

"Megan is fast asleep. I guess I wore her out. You know what I mean,"
She grinned, her white teeth peeking through her lips.

I chuckled. "Right. You guys must have been pretty quiet. I didn't
hear anything."

She giggled softly. Her hand rested on my chest

"So Megan doesn't know you're here?"

She shook her head.

"And why are you here?" I asked, very softly, placing my hand on her
arm.

"I... um, I thought since you are leaving Sunday, we could... uh, do
something."

"In my bed?" I asked her.

"Yeah," she whispered, looking down. A small, embarrassed smile
crossed her face.

"Well, what did you have in mind?" I asked, stroking her upper arm.

"Remember what we did that night after the slumber party?" Her finger
ran a path through my chest hair.

"Of course."

"Um, I thought maybe we could do that again. I've been thinking about
it a lot since we talked on the phone a few weeks ago."

I put my hand behind her head and lightly pulled her down and kissed
her. Was it our first kiss? I'm not sure. Her breath smelled like
bubblegum. She parted her lips, and I pushed my tongue between them.
She opened wider and I slid it inside her wet mouth, finding her
tongue with mine. As we kissed, her hand slid down my belly, stopping
just above the waistband of my shorts. I freed my arm from underneath
her and placed that hand on the small of her back. The other one
rotated around her arm to her chest, cupping her small breast. Her
hard nipple poked into my palm. She rubbed one of her smooth, lean
legs up my own.

My hand was teasing lower and lower on her back, making slow, broad
circles, until I reached where her bottom began to swell outward, the
barest hint of a valley forming. Her body was soft and supple under my
fingertips. She moaned quietly into my mouth as her right hand
suddenly moved downward, her fingers sliding underneath the elastic
into my boxers, almost immediately bumping into the head of my semi-
hard cock, which had been growing steadily since I first realized she
had come into my bed.

"Ah, there it is," she breathed into my mouth, her leg rubbing higher
up my thigh as she gently grabbed just the glans of my cock with her
fingertips, stroking it tenderly as it grew harder. "I had sort of
forgotten what it felt like." I gently pinched her nipple between my
finger and thumb and she gasped. "Be careful," she warned me, "They're
really sensitive."

I reached lower with the hand on her back, over the hem of her T-
shirt, but where I expected to find the cloth of her underpants, or
even just the narrow strip of a thong, there was only smooth, warm
skin. I felt into the valley between her cheeks, and she was, indeed,
wearing only a T-shirt.

She giggled, breaking a kiss. "Oh, that. I couldn't find them in the
dark," she said softly, "and I didn't want to wake up your sister."
She covered my mouth again, her tongue licking my teeth. She rubbed
her pelvis against my hip, and I could feel her sparse pubic hair
crinkling against my shorts. I could feel the heat and moisture of her
pussy. My cock surged, now stiffening quickly.

"Oh! It's really getting bigger," she whispered. "Do you want me to
suck it now?"

I nodded. She pushed down the sheets past my knees, and turned to face
my cock, kneeling by my side. I placed my hand on her back, up under
her T-shirt near her sweet, little ass. Grabbing the elastic, she
pushed my boxers down my thighs. My hard cock rested heavily on my
belly. She leaned forward, scooting away from me at the same time, and
licked the tip of my dick, bouncing it up and down a little as it
sprung away from the pressure of her tongue. She grabbed the base in
her left hand, steadying it, and slurped the swollen head into her
warm mouth, swirling her tongue around the corona. She started bobbing
on my cock, taking it just a bit more deeply into her mouth, her lips
coming to rest a couple of inches down the stiff, veined shaft. Her
tongue was busy, however, teasing the tip and frenulum. It was very
erotic - she was just as enthusiastic, if not as skilled as her
friends had been.

While she sucked me I toyed with her bottom, touching her lightly and
stroking up and down the dip between her firm cheeks. When my fingers
finally reached her vulva, she was dripping wet, with little dew drops
clinging to the fine, short hairs on her labia. I wanted to taste her,
and pulled her to me, positioning her knees on either side of my face,
her lovely pussy directly above my mouth. I reached out with my tongue
and licked her. She was salty sweet and a little musky.

I could tell she and my sister had been having sex earlier. Her thighs
were sticky with dried pussy juice - I wondered if it was hers or my
sister's? I started to clean her, dragging my raspy tongue up the
inside of her thighs as she straddled me, her pussy still inches from
my face. She moaned around the shaft of my erection. I grabbed her ass
with both hands and pulled her down to my open mouth, locking my lips
to her now puffy labia as I ran my tongue up the cleft of her vulva,
spreading her folds and finding her hot center. I pushed the tip
inside her vagina, opening her up just a little, while digging my
fingers into the firm flesh of her ass, and she moaned again and
sucked me hard, pulling more blood into the already engorged tip of my
cock.

I drew out of her steamy hole and started cleaning her again, licking
from her thighs up to her buttocks. I could taste the sticky honey
from her previous lovemaking everywhere my tongue touched. As I
covered her perineum and ran my tongue over her perfect butthole, she
gasped and drew off my cock, levering herself upward into a half-
sitting position, her back arched.

"Ooohhh, what is it with you two?" she moaned softly, grinding her ass
against my face. "Megan always go after my butt, too!"

My groin clenched, my cock swelling momentarily, as I imagined my sexy
little sister licking this same spot, only hours before.

"You don't like it?" I asked into her skin, my lips brushing the inner
parts of her ass cheeks and dabbing my tongue against the little star.

She shuddered. "No, no. You can do it if you want," she said
breathily, her hips rocking up and down.

I rimmed her for a few minutes as she rode my face, pressing my wet
tongue against her tight sphincter. She rode me gently, her hips
undulating slowly back and forth. She held my throbbing cock upright,
grasping the base between her thumb and forefinger, but she neglected
it as she enjoyed her own pleasure. I slid my hands up her sides under
her loose shirt, and ran them around her slender ribcage until they
both rested over her small tits, her very hard nipples digging into my
palms. I remembered that she said they were sensitive and I squeezed
her tits hard, causing her to groan. She didn't complain, though.

"Oh, eat me again," she begged, "I'm almost there..."

I kissed her swollen, peach fuzzed labia again, and found her hooded
clit with my tongue, licking around the little nubbin. She moaned and
ground down, pressing her pussy against my mouth. She dropped back
down and took my cock into her hot mouth. I felt like I could explode
any moment. I concentrated on her clit, flicking my tongue gently over
the tip, barely peeking out of it's hiding spot. She began trembling
and her thighs tightened as she moaned, her lips locked around my rod.
Both her hands clenched my thighs, her fingernails digging into my
skin. I squeezed her tits hard again, and then pinched her nipples,
rolling them between my fingers and thumbs.

She came hard, gasping around my cock as she spasmed on top of me, her
pussy mashed against my mouth. Her hips rocked in circles as she came,
grinding on me. She held my cock in mouth the entire time, her tongue
wildly thrashing my tender glans. Finally, she slipped my cock from
her mouth, and lay panting on top as her orgasm wound down. I pulled
my hands out from between us and ran them over her smooth bottom, on
which a sheen of perspiration had formed.

She sighed. "Oooh, I didn't plan on that," she mumbled, still
breathing hard. Still laying on me, her head on my hip, she pointed my
hardon at her mouth and licked the tip tenderly. I was absolutely
vibrating, ready to blow my load all over her pretty face as she
teased the glans and corona.

Then she froze.

"Did you hear that?" she whispered.

"No," I whispered back. "Come on, baby, finish me. I'm so close."

"Wait a sec..." My cock pulsed in her light grip. "I have to go," she
said, climbing off me, her long legs and arms raising her off my body.

"What?!" I couldn't believe she was leaving me like this.

"Someone's moving around out there. If I get caught in here by your
parents, you're dead, and I might never get to see Megan again. I've
got to get out of here!" She seemed almost panicky.

"Okay, okay, calm down," I told her, sitting up and shushing her.
"I'll look out the door. If my parent's are out there, you hide in
here until they go away. If it's Megan, we'll just have to fess up.
Okay?" She nodded.

I got out of bed, my raging boner bobbing in front of me. Jenna
followed me. I listened at the door while she stood next to me, her
soft hand tightly gripping my arm.

"I don't hear anything, Jenna."

She nodded. "Check anyway," she whispered.

I turned the doorknob, and she startled at the click of the latch. I
pulled the door open. The hallway, lit by a small light in the
bathroom, was empty.

"It's clear, sweetie," I assured her. "No one's there."

She sighed relief. "Okay, I'll go back to Megan's room now, but I'll
come back to you as soon as I can." She squeezed through the narrowly
opened door. "Don't do anything without me," she whispered, smiling
and glancing down at my swollen prick. She kissed me lightly on the
lips and stepped away. I watched her push open the door to Megan's
room and slip away into the darkness inside. I quietly closed my own
door.

Shit.

I got back in bed, naked, my cock throbbing. She wanted me to wait for
her. I waited, listening carefully, hoping for a sign she was coming
back to my bed. After a long time, my eyes began to get heavy, and I
fell asleep, still waiting for her.

- - - - -

I woke with a start. Someone was climbing into bed with me.

"Easy, Bro," whispered Megan.

I looked at the clock. It was fourteen minutes before my alarm was set
to go off, and still dark outside.

Megan was almost naked. I could feel her soft breasts pressing against
my arm as she snuggled against me.

"Is something wrong?" she asked. "Is it okay for me to be here?"

"Sure, Megan, it's okay," I said.

"Good," she said, her hand snaking down my stomach, across my belly.
"No boxers tonight, Bro? Were you waiting for me?"

"Um, no. I just didn't wear any."

"Uh-huh.�� I think it's sexy that you were waiting for me," she
whispered into my ear. Her fingers found my penis. "Oh, that's nice,
you're already getting hard." I put my arm around her as she cuddled
under my shoulder. She ran her fingers lightly up and down the
stiffening shaft.

"Are you and Jenna sharing pajamas now?" I asked her.

She stopped and looked at me in the dim blue light from the clock.
"What?" she asked.

Oops. Megan didn't know I knew about her and Jenna, and she wasn't
supposed to know Jenna was in here earlier either. "Um, you aren't
wearing a shirt, Megan," I tried to recover. "Where is it?"

"Oh, I was hot last night and I took it off," she said. "I didn't want
to wake up Jenna when I came in here, and I couldn't find it in the
dark."

That sounded familiar. "Jenna doesn't know you're here?" I asked.

"No, she's still asleep."

"Does she know we've been fooling around a little?"

"Don't worry, she doesn't know. Except for that night with the three
of us - she was really cool about that though, huh? I think she wishes
she had a brother..." Megan whispered, tickling my rod.

My cock was hard now, and Megan started lightly sliding her hand up
and down my erection, rubbing her palm against the swelling glans.
"You know, we've played around a couple of times but I've never jerked
you off before," she mused. "Can I try it now? This is your second to
last morning at home - I may not get another chance."

She didn't wait for permission. She curled her fingers around the
thick shaft and started pulling, sliding the skin over the tissue
underneath.

"A little softer, Meg," I cautioned her.

"Sorry," she whispered as she rested her head against my chest,
watching the sheets rise and fall with her hand as she stimulated my
erection. Her warm body pressed against my side. "It doesn't really
feel like I expected," she told me, "I can't say what it is, though.
It's nice." She rubbed her palm over the head again, sending shivers
up my back. "You like that, huh? It feels cool - I like how the tip is
really, really soft." She kept doing it, teasing the head of my cock,
until the glans became overly sensitive. The feeling was so intense I
almost wanted to scream, but instead, I just tensed up and gritted my
teeth, sucking in air.

She stopped. "Oh, sorry. Was that too much?"

"A little," I answered.

She started wanking it again, slowly, her fingers finding the right
pressure. "This is cool," she whispered, "It's almost like I can
control you..."

Over the next several minutes, she experimented with different hand
positions and pressures and paces, trying to find out what I really
enjoyed. I was very close to coming the whole time, especially after
the earlier frustration with Jenna. Megan was getting turned on, too.
She wrapped one of her smooth legs around mine and started humping me,
her panty-covered crotch rubbing against my leg. I could feel the heat
from her pussy. The more excited she got, the less care she paid to my
erection, though, and soon her hand slipped away, sliding around to my
far hip, which she pulled against to give herself more pressure as she
mashed her clit on my thigh.

I let her rub herself against me, frustrated once again. But her
breathing was erratic and I knew she would come soon. I wasn't wrong.

She stiffened against me, biting her lip to keep from making a sound
as she shook, her pussy griding spasmodically on my leg. It was only a
small orgasm, and she turned her face and smiled up at me after it
finished. Her hand slid back to my crotch, where she cupped my heavy
balls in her palm, gently hefting them and rolling them around.

"Sorry, Bro," she whispered, still looking at me. "I guess I got
distracted. I can finish you off now, though."

"Oh yeah, please," I begged her. "I'm dying." She grabbed the shaft
again and started fisting it slowly. My cock was already throbbing. A
little clear pre-cum leaked from the tip, and she smeared it around
with her hand. I could feel a faint tickle beginning in my scrotum.

Then my alarm went off, beeping.

"What's that for?" she asked, her hand still on my member, not moving.

"I have to take Mom and Bob to the airport, remember?"

"Oh, yeah," she replied.

"That means they're awake now, too."

"Oh."

"And Mom's going to come make sure I'm awake any minute," I told her.

"Really? I don't have a shirt on -�� that's not going to look good! I
better..." she said.

Suddenly, but not unexpectedly, there were several quick knocks at the
door. Megan pulled the sheets up over her head, hiding underneath. It
wouldn't have fooled anyone.

"Honey, are you awake?" my mom asked through the door.

"Yeah, Mom. I'm up." I answered.

"Okay, come downstairs and I'll make you some breakfast."

"Just a couple minutes, Mom."

"Okay, honey," she said before we heard her go downstairs. Megan got
out of my bed, her breasts jiggling as she stood up. Her nipples
crinkled from the relative cold.

"That was close!" she said.

"Yep." I couldn't believe my bad luck. We heard the shower start.
"Bob's in the shower, Mom's downstairs. Now's your chance to make your
getaway, Meg."

She peeked out the door and nodded. Before she left she smiled back at
me. "Don't worry Big Brother, I'll take care of you later."

- - - - -

When I got back from the airport I was tired, horny, and cranky, in
that order. There was an accident on the freeway and traffic coming
back had sucked. I went right up to my bedroom and got back in bed,
without even undressing. I was just about asleep when I heard the
girls get up, heading for the bathroom to shower and get ready for the
day. I covered my head with a pillow and slept on.

- - - - -

I woke up again just before noon. I dragged myself downstairs, heading
for the kitchen and some lunch. I could hear Jenna and Megan in there,
talking.

"Hey guys," I greeted them as I came around the corner. They both
smiled at me.

"Morning, sleepyhead," my sister said.

They were eating. "What's for lunch?" I asked.

"Tuna salad sandwiches," Jenna answered. "We made you one." She
pointed to the countertop by the refrigerator.

"Cool. Thanks." I was starting to feel better already. I grabbed the
plate and a Coke from the fridge and sat down at the table with them.
That's when I noticed what Jenna was wearing. It was the short, blue
sundress with white polka dots. That could not be a coincidence.

"You feel okay?" Megan asked me. My face was hot. I must have been
blushing.

"Oh, yeah," I answered. "I think it's the weird sleep I got last
night."

"Were you up late?" asked Jenna, grinning.

"No, he was up early, right Bro?"

"Sort of both, actually," I answered. "You know what? I'm going to go
outside and get some fresh air." I pushed myself away from the table
and stood up, then headed for the back door.

"That sounds good, we'll go with you."�� Megan said. They followed me
outside.

It was late August, and pretty warm out. The sun was hot, so I sat in
the shade. Megan grabbed a lounge chair and pulled it out on the
patio. She stretched out her legs - the shorts she was wearing didn't
cover much of them. "Might as well get a little sun," she remarked,
hiking her tight tank top right up under her breasts, exposing her
trim belly.

Jenna joined me under the porch, sitting on the swing. She began to
rock her legs back and forth, and pretty soon the whole bench was
swaying. She grinned at me, looked over at Megan who had closed her
eyes against the sun, and then pulled her already short dress up her
thighs, showing off even more of her long legs. When she was swinging
well, she placed her bare feet up up on the bench, exposing the crotch
of her white panties. I just about choked on the bite of sandwich I
had just taken.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Megan, turning as Jenna dropped her
feet to the floor.

I coughed and drank a swig of Coke. I shook my head.

- - - - -

That went on all afternoon. Jenna and Megan wouldn't leave me alone,
and Jenna was always trying to flash her panties at me, bending over
for something, or crouching on the floor. She even lifted the front of
her dress up over her belly button. Each time, Megan was nearby but
just out of sight. I had an erection almost the whole time.

Later, Megan promised to make me dinner if I said Jenna could spend
the night again. Of course I agreed. It was while Megan was cooking
that Jenna pushed it almost all the way.

We were watching television. She was sitting right next to me on the
couch, her hand innocently next to me, touching my thigh, her dress
pulled up until I could almost see the white fabric of her panties.
She looked toward the kitchen and the noise Megan was making. Then she
whispered in my ear, her breath tickling me, "Come with me." She
grabbed my hand and got up.

She lead me to the downstairs bathroom and went inside, pulling me
after her. After closing the door she leaned against the sink and
pushed me down to my knees, gently. I went down willingly.

Slowly, slowly she raised the hem of her dress, showing more and more
of her long, smooth, pale legs, and finally the crotch of her panties.
She spread her legs. "Lick me like you said you wanted to on the
phone," she ordered.

I leaned in to her, my hands resting on her thighs just above her
knees. I cloud smell her arousal. I gently applied my tongue to the
gusset of her cotton undies. They were damp with her nectar. She
moaned and put her hands on my head, holding me as I pressed my lips
against her mound. I licked her up and down her swollen labia, tasting
the salty juice wicking through the thin cloth. She moaned whenever I
neared her clit, but I intentionally missed it each time. Finally, I
pressed my tongue into her slit, spreading her tender lips apart. A
gush of liquid poured out, wetting her panties even more. "Oh, God,"
she moaned, "You're gonna make me come." I licked up the the folds of
her vulva, nearing her clit, and finally pressed my tongue against the
hard little nub. She groaned and pushed me against her mound, mashing
my nose into her pubis. "Yeah, yeah, I'm gonna come," she breathed as
I flicked my tongue roughly against her. Her fingers tightened in my
hair as she climaxed, her long legs shaking. I held her up, my hands
on her hips. Before she had even finished coming, though, I spun her
around and bent her over the sink. I pushed her skirt up with my hands
and licked her puffy lips again, then dug my tongue into her crease,
licking her slowly up and down. My nose pressed between her cheeks,
right against her asshole. I kept licking her as she recovered,
drawing long, slow breaths.

I stood then, my hands on her back, pressing her forward over the sink
as I rubbed my hard cock against her panty-covered butt. She could
feel the stiff organ through my pants, resting between her soft ass
cheeks. I rubbed it back and forth, teasing her and watching her face
in the mirror.

"Are you going to fuck me now?" she asked, panting slowly, her eyes
wide.

"No. Not now," I said. She looked a little relieved.

Just then, Megan called out, "Dinner's ready!" and a moment later,
"Hey, where are you guys?"

Jenna shouted, "I'm in here, I'll be out in minute! Uh, I think your
brother is in the garage or something!"

I let her straighten up. She was flushed and sweaty looking. She
opened the door and peeked out. "Okay, you can go," she said, and I
stepped through the door.

"What smells good, Sis?" I asked, walking away quickly as Jenna
quietly shut the door behind me.

- - - - -

Later that evening, after cleaning up dinner, we all watched a DVD.
Megan just wanted for us to spend time together because it was my last
night at home. She sat next to me on the sofa most of the evening,
even leaning on my shoulder when she got sleepy during the boring
parts of the movie. Jenna lay on her tummy on the floor, chin on her
hands, for most of the film. Although she wasn't obviously teasing me
anymore, her dress was still too short, and I saw the white flash of
her underpants many times as she shifted around.

I was still frustrated, and sat through most of the evening with a
semi-hardon. If I'd needed relief earlier in the day, I really needed
it now. It only got worse when the movie ended.

While Jenna flipped though the television channels, Megan stretched
out on the couch, using my lap as a pillow. She could feel my
erection, and she played with it subtly, brushing it with her fingers
of rubbing her cheek against it. This was killing me.

I yawned and reminded Megan that she had to drive me to the airport in
the morning. She nodded, and I told them I was going to get some
sleep. Megan let me get up, her hand on my boner one last time as she
rose, and they both said goodnight as I went upstairs.

- - - - -

Laying in bed, though, I couldn't sleep. I was too wound up and horny.
I started to masturbate a couple of times just to relieve the tension,
but I kept remembering Megan's promise to take care of me later. I
hoped she didn't forget, and tried to think about other things.

I was just drifting off to sleep when my door opened slowly.

"Hey, Bro? You still awake?" Megan asked, poking her head inside.

"Yeah."

She stepped inside, flipping on the light switch. The brightness hurt
my eyes. She was wearing skimpy pajamas - just panties and a loose,
short T-shirt that showed off her belly.

"Where's Jenna?" I asked.

"She's watching TV. I told her I needed to go to bed early so I could
wake up and get you to your flight on time."

"Having trouble sleeping?" she asked as she sat on my bed.

I nodded.

"Still got that big boner?" She slid her hand over the sheets and up
my thigh, stopping just short of my crotch. "Do you want your little
sister to take care of it for you now, like she promised?" She pulled
the covers lower, exposing my stomach and boxers.

Finally. She climbed all the way onto the bed and straddled me, her
knees on either side of my hips. Looking me in the eyes, she leaned
forward and started kissing my chest. She worked her way slowly up to
my neck, her soft breasts dragging over my hot skin.

"You poor thing," she breathed into my neck. "It was so sexy watching
Jenna tease you all day. Who does she think she is, trying to steal my
brother away from me?" She switched, kissing my neck on the other
side. "But just imagining how hard you must have been made me sooooo
horny." She rubbed her body against mine, my stiff cock pressing into
her belly. "Ooo, you're still really hard."

She slid her hands up my arms and grabbed my wrists, stretching my
hands up behind my head. She rose slowly, inching her knees forward
until she was sitting on me, her hot pussy pressed against my chest,
her tits hanging over my face as I looked up at her. She rubbed back
and forth, her smooth thighs tightening around my ribs.

"This is sexy," she said. "I have a naughty idea..."

"Yeah?" I asked. My cock was throbbing.

"You can say no, but... can I tie you up? I never got to play with you
that way." She was grinding against me now, her damp panties sliding
against my skin.

I nodded. She lifted her leg over me and hopped off the bed. "Cool! I
know just the thing!" she said, before leaving the room.

She was back in only a minute, dangling a pair of handcuffs from her
finger. She was smiling.

"Where'd you get those?" I asked.

"They were a gag gift from Amy at my last birthday." She got on the
bed and straddled me again. "Can I?"

"I guess so. Just don't leave me cuffed all night, all right?"

"I promise," she said. She clicked one end around my left wrist, then
passed the other around a slat in my headboard, and then locked it
around my right. "There," she smiled.

She got off me and pulled at my boxers. "Now I have to take these
off..." she said. I lifted my ass to make it easier for her, and she
pulled them down and off, past my feet. My cock was fully erect, the
glans swollen up like a mushroom.

She smiled at me, leaned over, and licked the length of my shaft. My
cock surged, lifting up off my belly.

She winked at me. "Be right back!" she said, jumping off the bed.

This was torture, dammit!

- - - - -

She came back in a few minutes, leading Jenna by that hand. Jenna was
wearing the same style pajamas as Megan, but with a tank top instead
of a T-shirt. They stood by the bed, looking down at me. My cock
pulsed, bouncing up and down slightly as I breathed.

"Did you really think you could get away with it?" Megan asked, as she
climbed over me, her panty-covered pussy above my naked cock.

Uh oh.

She settled down, pressing her soft flesh around the hard shaft. She
sighed.

"Did you actually think Jenna and I didn't tell each other everything?
I knew the next day that it wasn't your ex-girlfriend you were having
phone sex with." Jenna nodded, and climbed on to the bed, too, sitting
near my chest.

"Well, I didn't plan that," I explained, the fabric of her undies
slipping along my cock. I could feel her labia spreading around me.
"It was just sort of an opportunity that fell into my lap."

Megan snorted, and leaned forward, placing her hands on my chest. She
slowly rocked her pelvis back and forth, stimulating herself with my
organ, sliding it up the grove to her clit. She began breathing
heavily.

"And Amy? I was fine with you and Chrissy, because her last boyfriend
was an asshole, and besides, she's been crushing on you for ages. But
Amy? Amy already had a boyfriend, she didn't need you." While Megan
talked, Jenna pulled her top over her head, exposing her small, pretty
tits. Her nipples were already erect.

"In my defense, Amy c-c-called me - I n-n-n-never came on to her," I
stuttered. My cock was tingling, and it was getting tough to
concentrate.

"Oh, sure," she replied. "Poor Big Brother can only think with his
dick."

Jenna giggled, and began stroking my sister's back, her hand under
Megan's loose shirt.

"But that's when I remembered that it's better to get even than to get
mad. And that's why we've been getting even since last night." She
grinned. Jenna crawled around Megan and straddled me as well, across
my thighs. She leaned forward, sliding her hands under Megan's shirt,
and rested against her back. I could see Jenna's hands massaging my
sister's breasts.

Jenna kissed her shoulder. "Don't forget, Megan, he was very cool when
he found out about you and me."

"Yeah, you get some points for that, Bro," Megan agreed, closing her
eyes. "Which is why we just may let you shoot off some time before you
leave tomorrow." Megan kept humping me, my cock splitting the folds of
her vulva, her slick panties sliding between our sensitive skins.
Jenna pulled my sister's shirt off and resumed playing with Megan's
tits, her thumbs and index fingers occasionally pinching the nipples
and gently pulling them away from my sister's chest. Megan's breathing
got a little rough, and I thought she might be getting ready to come.

"Okay, enough of that," she said, suddenly stopping. She sat upright,
pushing Jenna back and raising up off my cock. With one hand she
pushed her panties down in the front, exposing her neatly trimmed
mound and bare pussy lips. With the other hand, she grabbed my
erection and aimed it between her legs, sliding the fat head back long
the slippery slit until it passed over her perineum and poked out from
behind her. The angle caused my cock to swell even more.

"Oh, shit," she groaned. Her tight panties held my cock firmly against
her pussy as she leaned forward. She wrapped her hands under my
shoulders, pressing her bare, soft breasts to my chest. She started
sliding my cock up and down her warm, wet pussy, caressing the top
side of the hard shaft with her plump labia, like a never-ending kiss.
Grinding her pubis into the base of my prick, she mashed her excited
clit against me.

"It's almost like we're fucking..." she gasped. I nodded, hardly able
to breath.

Jenna still sat behind her, her mons pressed against my sister's
bottom as Megan rocked up and down. She ran her hands up my sister's
bare back. The swollen tip of my cock was pressed between them,
fitting into Jenna's cleft on one side and pressed against Megan's
bare backside on the other.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," Megan breathed, starting to tremble. "I'm gonna...
oh... ahh...."

"Come, Mimi," I whispered in her ear, and she exploded, crying out as
she shuddered, her sweet body spasming above me as her thighs clenched
my hips. She buried her face in my neck and bit me, hard. It was at
least a minute before her breathing started to return to normal. She
relaxed against me, her grip loosening. My cock, still trapped against
her hot pussy, was thrumming. I still hadn't climaxed.

Jenna looked over us, her hands on Megan's shoulders. "Do you guys
think I could try, now?" she asked.

- - - - -

Jenna leaned over me, settling down on my cock. I had managed to cool
down a little while the two of them switched positions. My sister was
sitting on my left side, next to her friend. Jenna had taken off her
panties and was completely nude, her pale, lithe body almost glowing
in the lamp light. The sparse, light blond hair on her mons was almost
invisible. Her fuzzy lips spread open around my hard shaft, and the
nectar inside of her spilled out, coating my cock in slippery fluid.

She must have been as excited as I was because she gasped when the tip
of my cock rubbed against her sensitive clit. She closed her eyes and
gently moved her hips forward and backward, concentrating on the
motion. I watched her face, and then looked over at my sister, who was
watching both of us, resting one arm around Jenna's waist. She smiled
when she noticed me looking at her.

Jenna was already very worked up, and was chewing her lower lip as she
humped against me, her hands pressed to my abs. She was breathing
deeply and moaning softly. I strained at the cuffs as I hunched my
hips upward, pressing my cock into her soft folds. Megan took her hand
off Jenna's waist and stuck two fingers in her own mouth, coating them
with saliva. She winked at me and slid her hand down Jenna's backside.
I felt those fingers pass between my cock and Jenna's pussy, and then
slide out. Jenna gasped again, "Oh, no, not my butt again," she
breathed.

"I know you like it, honey," Megan said. I could see her arm moving
slightly. Her other hand stroked Jenna's thigh.

Jenna smiled sheepishly, her eyes still closed.

"What are you doing to her?" I asked.

"Just running my finger around her butthole. She likes it when I
tickle her there," Megan said conspiratorially, "but she's a little
embarrassed about it." I nodded.

Jenna groaned. The combined stimulation was too much for her and she
started to ramp up to a climax very quickly. Her deep breaths turned
to pants, and her soft moans into little cries. Just when I thought
she was going to orgasm she pushed herself off my prone cock and
simultaneously reached around her backside, grabbing Megan's wrist.

"Wait, wait, wait..." she said, breathing hard. Then she whispered
something in Megan's ear.

"Of course, Jen," Megan said, kissing her cheek.

Megan grabbed my slick erection with her right hand and held it
upright while Jenna positioned herself above it. Megan slid the
sensitive tip into Jenna's wet folds, quickly finding the opening of
her sheath. Jenna felt the placement of my cock at her vagina and
started to push down.

"Woah, woah!" I cried. They both looked startled. "Uncuff me and we
can do this the right way, okay?"

They agreed, and Megan, leaning over me, her breasts dangling in my
face, quickly flipped a catch on one end of the handcuffs that
released me. "They're for magic tricks," she said, "You could have
gotten out anytime."

Jenna got off me and lay down on the bed while I turned around, Megan
taking off the cuffs entirely. Jenna spread her long, slender legs and
I climbed between them. I held myself over her and kissed her, my
tongue slipping between her parted lips. She wrapped her arms around
my back. "Sweetie, are you protected?" I asked. She nodded.

I thought that this was probably Jenna's first time, and I wanted to
be very gentle with her. I spread her legs a little wider, and
positioning my cock against her pussy, pressed into her slippery
groove. She immediately started little humping movements. Megan lay
down next to her, caressing Jenna's tender nipples with one hand. She
kissed Jenna's neck and whispered in her ear.

Holding myself up on one elbow, I reached down and grabbed my dick,
placing the swollen head at the opening of her canal. She pushed her
hips up, stretching the small orifice a little wider and admitting
just a bit of my long staff. "Let me do it, babe," I cautioned her.
"I'll go slow."

She nodded, looking into my eyes. I looked toward Megan and she smiled
sweetly at me, nodding slightly as well.

Holding my cock, I pressed forward slowly, watching her pretty face. I
felt her open up as the head of my cock sank into her. She sucked in
air, and Megan quieted her, kissing her jaw line. Jenna spread her
legs wider and lifted them, locking her calves around my thighs. I
pushed in again. She was wet, but very tight, and resisted the
entrance of my thick shaft. I dipped slowly in and out, making steady
progress each time. Jenna seemed out of her head, swooning on the
pillow, her eyes mostly closed as her body accepted my engorged organ.

"You okay, baby?" I asked.

She opened her eyes. "How much more is there?"

"It's about half way in," I answered. I was no longer holding my cock
in place.

"Oh, God."

"Does it hurt?" Megan asked.

"No, no. It's just feels so big," she said, closing her eyes again.

Megan turned her face and kissed Jenna's mouth, and I pushed forward
again, sinking more of my cock inside her. This time, I didn't stop. I
just pushed steadily, spreading her delicate tissue as I delved
deeper, her tight flesh enveloping my shaft. Jenna started panting,
her fingernails scratching along my back. When I felt my cock press
against her cervix, I stopped. I was nearly all the way inside her. I
drew out slightly against the resistance of her strong vaginal
muscles, and then pushed back in.

"He's fucking me, Meg, I can feel him way up inside," Jenna groaned.
Megan looked at me and I grabbed her hand, directing it down over
Jenna's lower tummy, and pressing it into her. Jenna groaned again,
and I could feel the bump of Megan's fingers rubbing against my cock
as I slowly and shallowly fucked Jenna. Megan looked back at my face
and mouthed the word "Wow," her eyes wide.

"Oh, no, guys, I think I'm going to come," Jenna panted, and began
hunching her hips into me, driving my cock deeper into her body. I
tried to match her movements as she took over, fucking back at me,
meeting her thrusts with my own. Her nails dug into my back as she
fucked me more and more quickly and I drove short, shallow strokes
into her sweet, tight pussy, her clitoris bumping against me each
time.

I lowered myself, covering her body with my own as we fucked, kissing
her shoulder and neck as she started to loose control, her once
rhythmic movements becoming spastic and uneven. She cried out and
sobbed great breaths as her limbs tightened around my back and legs.
She shuddered beneath me, her sheath pulsing around my cock as she
climaxed.

I felt my own groin clench then, unexpectedly, and a terrific flood
burst from my balls, spilling out my cock into her body. I roared into
her neck, every muscle in my body straining, as pulse after pulse of
semen erupted from my organ, splattering her tender walls with white
hot come. After so many repeated denials, I felt like all my energy
was draining into her as I emptied my boiling load.

She shuddered again when the spray hit her, the warm ooze spreading
between along our tissues. The incredible tightness of her grasping
vagina milked every drop of ejaculate out of me. I fell, limply,
against her small frame, supporting myself on my elbows to keep from
crushing her entirely. We both panted slowly as we regained our
senses.

When I came around, Megan was still by our side, looking at us
lovingly. She hugged me as best she could, and I leaned over and
kissed her lips. My cock slowly shank inside Jenna, and when she
relaxed her grip around my back, I rolled off her, placing her between
Megan and myself. We both cuddled against her.

"That... was... so... cool..." she said, panting between each word.

- - - - -

Megan and Jenna went back to Megan's room, and I slept alone. It
wasn't even midnight yet, and despite the little workout I'd had, I
wasn't tired anymore. I lay in bed for a long time, looking into the
dark, and thinking about the summer just past - things I'd done that
I'd never be able to do differently, things I didn't want to do
differently. I was still awake when my door pushed open.

Megan stepped into my room. For maybe the last time, I realized.

"Hi, Mimi. I'm awake," I whispered.

"Me too. I can't sleep."

"Come over here," I said patting the bed. She got in. "Watch out for
the wet spot."

"Eeew," she giggled. "It's cold! Scoot over." I did. She snuggled into
my side. "Kind of a weird summer, huh?" she asked.

"I would never have guessed the way things turned out," I replied.

She sighed.

"What's wrong, Mimi?"

She put her head on my chest. "Jenna and I were talking before she
feel asleep." Her fingers curled in my chest hair.

"What about?"

"Well, she almost talked me into doing it," she said.

"Hmm?"

"You know, with you. Losing my virginity."

"Oh." Wow - but it's not like I had never thought about the
possibility.

"She said it was amazing."

"Oh? That was really nice of her to say."

Megan laughed. "You're such a goofball. Why do we all love you so
much?"

"All of you?"

"Well, maybe not all of us. But I love you."

"I love you too, Mimi," I told her, squeezing her. "You'll always be
my special girl."

"So will you do it?"

"You want me to do it?"

"Yeah."

"We're talking about the same thing, right?" I teased her.

"Stop goofing around. I'm trying to be serious. You know what I mean.
We've done everything else."

"Not everything."

"Oh, yeah. Amy. Almost everything, then."

We were both quiet for a few minutes.

"So will you?" she asked.

"I'd be honored, Mimi."

She reached up and kissed me sweetly, then rolled on top of me. And
while she was once again wearing her pajamas, I could feel the warmth
and softness of her body pressed to my bare skin. My cock was already
becoming erect, thickening as it filled with blood. She reached back
with her left hand and grabbed my growing, semi-hard member, rubbing
the tip between her pussy lips. "You never seem to stop, do you?"

"It'll slow down as I get older."

She kissed me again, then sat up and stripped off her shirt. When she
lay back down, I pushed her panties down over her hips, and she
wiggled them off, kicking with her feet until they were lost down in
the crumpled sheets at the foot of my bed.

I ran my fingers down her back and over her smooth bottom. "How do you
want to do this?" I asked her.

"I want you to take me," she said seriously.

I kissed her and rolled her over until I was on top. She spread her
legs around me, lifting them slightly. I ran my cock into her juicy
folds, already slick with honey, gathering her natural lubrication on
my rod. I kissed her again. "We're really going to do this?" she
asked, her lips brushing mine.

"Yes," I whispered. I pulled back until my slippery glans was just
nestled into the elastic opening of her vagina. Then I took her hands,
one at a time one, and placed them over her head, holding them there
by her wrists. She lifted her legs up higher and wider, allowing me
full access to her treasure. I kissed her cheeks and jaw tenderly.

"I love you, Mimi," I said. "This might hurt a little."

She nodded.

I took a deep breath and covered her mouth with my own, and then I
drove my full length into her in one long, persistent stroke. She
screamed, but never resisted me, and she was mine.

- - - - -

After we finished, she held me tight, her arms wrapped around me. I
was trembling, but she was steady and calm, kissing my face tenderly.
We didn't need to say anything. Eventually, I slipped from inside her
and rolled off to the side, turning her with me.

Behind Megan, in the doorway, outlined by light from the hallway,
stood Jenna, grinning happily. I shooed her away silently with my
hand. She pouted, but turned and went back to Megan's room.

We fell asleep that way, holding on to each other.

- - - - -

"It's a long time until Christmas," she said, pulling the car to the
curb. Megan was dropping me off at the airport so I could catch my
flight back to New York.

"And yet you already gave me a present!" I said, looking at the bite
mark on my neck in the vanity mirror. She glared at me. "Don't worry,
Christmas will be here before we know it," I assured her.

She turned off the engine. I opened my door and got out, headed for
the trunk, which popped open. While I unloaded my suitcase, Megan got
out of the car too. She came around the back and waited. I grabbed her
around the waist and pulled her into a hug. She wrapped her arms
around me and squeezed me tight. I pressed her soft body to mine, and
she snuggled against me, sighing.

"Do you think you'll come back next summer?" she asked.

"No, Mimi, I don't think I'll come back."

"Oh." She was quiet for a moment while I held her, stroking her hair.
"I really miss you when you're gone, Bro."

"I miss you, too. More than you think, I bet."

She nodded almost imperceptibly and sighed again.

"You can visit me, you know," I told her.

"Really? You think Mom would let me?" She seemed to brighten up.

"Sure, she knows I'll take care of you."

She stepped back from me, her hands on my arms. "What about Jenna?
Could she come too?"

"I wouldn't mind. You think her parent's would let her go to New
York?"

"No. But I've got about a while to figure something out."

I nodded, then looked around. The airport cop was eyeballing us.

"Mimi, I had better get going," I said.

She pulled me into another strong hug, her head against my shoulder.

"Thanks, Bro. I had a cool summer."

"Me too, Mimi. I'll never forget it."

"Give me a kiss, all right? A real one, and then I'll go."

I put my hands on her jaw and pulled her face to mine as she lifted up
on her tiptoes, her eyes closed. Our lips met, and she opened her
mouth. I licked her lips gently with my tongue, inhaling her sweet
breath. She rested her hands on the back of my neck, pulling me
tighter. I closed my eyes, too, our lips pressed together until she
dropped back to her heels. Looking up at me, her eyes were wet and
shiny.

"Goodbye," she said softly.

"I love you, Mimi. Goodbye."

A small smile spread across her face. "I love you, too, Big Brother."

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