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CHAPTER ONE

At three-fifteen one cold morning in mid autumn, Janet Konig awakened with a steaming cunt and an itchy clit. By three-thirty that morning, her teenage pussy had dripped so much sex-juice that the bedsheet under her pretty ass was all wet and slippery. Damn! she thought if she'd only waited up for her three brothers to get home, she wouldn't be in this horny mess right now. She should know better by now than to miss her bedtime fucks. She struggled up out of her warm bed. She couldn't lie there another second.

"Brrr!" Janet said. The room was frigid, and she was stark naked.

She half-squatted on the cold wooden floor while she sawed the side of her hand up and down her pussyslit. No good. She needed a hot body to rub against. Maybe one of her brothers was still awake. She opened her door and quietly slipped out of her room.

The upstairs hallway was bathed in the blue-silver moonlight that shone in through the window at the far end. The polished hardwood floor gleamed like ice, and it felt as cold as ice on Janet's tender feet. The nights got cold this late in the year, but not cold enough to warrant building a fire in the furnace. As she crept across the hallway to peer into her parents' bedroom, Janet shivered. Her hot nipples stood out like spikes in the nippy air.

The door of her parents' bedroom was wide open. Janet peeked in. The bed was still made, parents nowhere in sight. Janet sighed, her hot breath steaming in the cold air. At least that obstacle was out of the way. She wouldn't have to worry about her parents now. If one of her brothers did happen to be awake, she could smuggle him into her bedroom without the worry of getting caught. She crossed her fingers and tiptoed down the hall.

The floorboards screeched under her feet. She winced with every step. She had to laugh, causing her creamy tits to quiver under the moonlight. She realized that if Mom and Dad were home, she'd have absolutely no chance of smuggling one of her heavy-footed brothers into her room. This hallway floor was a natural burglar alarm.

The door of the bedroom shared by her three older brothers was half open. She could make out a set of naked legs hanging off one of the beds. She peeked around the door. Goddamn! Every last one of them was snoring! Each was sprawled across his own bed under the bright light of the nearly full moon.

The three teens looked like triplets. They all stood about five-ten and weighed about 180 pounds, with lean but muscular bodies completely free of body hair. They were both cute and handsome at the same time, and they were always as horny as billy goats, with their identical seven-and-a-half-inch cocks nearly always pointing up at their chins. As Janet watched them now, their bellies rising and falling with the deep breaths of sleep, their peckers twitching against their navels, she felt a trickle of spit drip from her chin. She realized she was drooling.

"Goddamn!" she muttered, rolling her hard little clit between her thumb and fingers. She didn't dare wake them. She'd tried that before. They threw fits when anyone tried to disturb their beauty sleep. And right now, from the way their peckers were all twitching, they were undoubtedly dreaming about some wild fucking they were doing. Three sleeping bulls.

For a moment, Janet grinned to herself. Maybe if she watched them long enough she'd be able to see their pricks shoot off spontaneously. She'd read about guys having wet dreams, but she'd never seen a guy shoot off in his sleep. That would be a unique experience, something worth seeing. She stood there a full minute watching and waiting. Nothing happened. The three dicks kept twitching and the three brats kept sleeping like Rip Van Winkles. Fuck! This could take all night.

A stream of hot juice dribbled down Janet's smooth thigh. Christ, she was horny! Right now she'd take all three of those big cocks up her pussy at the same time if only those three drunken brothers of hers would wake up. What a waste! There they lay, dreaming about fucking some phantom pussy, and here she stood, the real-live pussy between her legs smoldering.

She crept closer to them. What a bunch of drunken bums! Tim lay across his bed with his long legs dangling over the edge, his bare feet resting on the icy floor. Brian lay upside-down, his silvery hair trailing off the foot of his bed. Another few inches and his head would be hanging off as well. Mike's head was mashed against the headboard of his bed, his chin resting on his chest, his legs spread wide and hanging off either side of his mattress. A beer can sat on his chest and butted up against his chin. The room reeked of beer, with beer cans scattered everywhere. For a moment Janet had the sadistic urge to get a butcher knife and slice off the three worthless peckers that lay like ivory billy clubs against her brothers' bellies. But before she realized what she was doing, she was leaning forward to kiss each of the three peckers, feeling each silky hot cock press hard against her lips in an automatic reflex. As she kissed each pecker, each brother muttered in his sleep.

Wake one of them up, a small voice in her head whispered. Take a chance. You need to get fucked. But as she listened to the voice she was aware of a throbbing sensation in her left asscheek. That's where Tim had kicked her that one and only time she'd tried to wake him up. She couldn't understand why her brothers were so touchy about having their sleep disturbed. They thought nothing of roaring around town on their motorcycles or laying rubber with their souped-up cars until three every morning, waking up half the town countless times every night. But let them get into their own beds and they were ready to kill any intruder on their slumbers.

Giving the three hot cocks a last longing look, Janet crept back out of the room, tripping over two empty beer cans on the way out. Shit! If she'd waited up for them to get home they'd all probably be fucking her right now. But then, maybe not. They might have been dead drunk when they got home and worthless as fuckers.

Let them freeze, Janet thought as she stood out in the hallway, her arms wrapped around herself. It would serve them right if they all came down with colds. She imagined the warming alcohol finally bubbling out of their blood streams and their naked bodies turning as blue as the moonlight that bathed them. She wished it was mid-winter. She'd open their windows and they'd all get frostbite. Maybe their conceited noses would fall off.

Now what? Though her entire body tingled with goosebumps, her pussy throbbed even hotter now that she'd sniffed those three sexy cocks. She looked down the hall toward her own room. Go back to bed and twiddle with her pussy? She wouldn't sleep a wink. Her eye fell on the corner door, the door next to her own. Ben's room. She'd almost forgot he existed.

Janet made a last-second check up and down the street. All clear. She lunged, flew across the street in all her naked glory. Within seconds she was climbing in through Cheryl's bedroom window as quietly as the moonlight. Cheryl was asleep, wrapped up in her quilt, her black hair fanned out over her moonlit pillow. Janet leaned over her and kissed her on her warm lips.

"Mmmmmm," Cheryl murmured, stretching under the quilt. "Timmy, mmmmmm, fuck me."

Damn that Tim! Janet thought. He was probably over here fucking Cheryl while she herself was drifting off to sleep with her horny pussy aching for cock.

"Timmy," Cheryl moaned. "Mmmmm, move that big cock." Cheryl squirmed now under her quilt. Her loins humped up and down in fucking motions.

"Damn it, Cheryl, wake up." Janet said, shaking the writhing girl by the shoulders.

"Harder," Cheryl moaned. Then she opened her eyes. "What?"

"It's me – Janet. Don't talk so loud."

"Janet. Mmmmm, I was having the most wonderful dream."

"I just bet," Janet said. "Let me in there with you before my tits freeze off." She yanked Cheryl's quilt and slid under it with her.

Cheryl squealed, fighting to push her away. "You're like ice," she gasped.

Janet cooed in the warmth of the bed. Cheryl's body heat wrapped around her and penetrated her like sunshine. Within two minutes, during which Cheryl continued to complain, Janet turned toasty warm. As soon as Cheryl would tolerate her, she wrapped her naked body around Cheryl's. At last both girls sighed, their tits pillowing against each other, their stiff clits poking at each other from between their wet hairy pussylips.

"I just had to feel some warm meat against me," Janet explained. "I didn't get fucked before bed and I was about to go out of my mind. And now, when all my brothers are home, they're all drunk and sleeping it off."

"So what do you think it's like not having any brothers to take care of you?" Cheryl asked. "Bedtime fucks don't happen in this house unless I can sneak in some horny stud. You should complain with your houseful of cocks!"

"You got a brother," Janet said. "All you've gotta do is train him."

"Let's quit jabbering and start rubbing our clits together."

"Mmmm," Cheryl said, "let's."

The two hot girls kissed, working their sweet pink tongues into each other's mouths. Their honey-sweet saliva ran freely from mouth to mouth, and each girl savored it before swallowing.

Cheryl's hard nipples pressed against Janet's soft tits like stiff clits. The girls' downy-smooth bellies slipped back and forth over each other as the nymphs squirmed with the sexy sensations of their love-making. Within seconds their naked skin broke out with sweet, misty girl sweat, and they slid against each other as if lubricated by spiced oils. Their pink toes entwined, and their twin pussy slits oozed juice.

"Mmmmmm," Janet whispered, "this feels so good. You feel so good. My pussy tingles like it's being licked."

"Mine, too," Cheryl said, wiggling her ass in order to get their pussies into closer contact. "I just love rubbing our tits and clits together like this."

"Wanna suck my pussy?" Janet asked. She lapped Cheryl's cute nose.

"Mmmmm, honey, yes – if you wanna suck mine."

Janet could think of nothing she'd rather do at the moment than suck on Cheryl's candied pussy. She tossed the quilt off their bodies, and felt refreshed by the cool air. Being wrapped up with Cheryl under that thick quilt had gotten her warmer than was comfortable.

"Close the window or we'll freeze," Cheryl said. Janet closed the window, and when she turned back toward the bed Cheryl was up on her hands and knees, her cute round ass wiggling high, her juicy cunt glistening in the moonlight. Janet sniffed at the sexy slit. It smelled just like her own – musky and pungent. The smell made Janet want to shove her nose up Cheryl's cunt, up inside the dark, humid hole. Her own cunt dribbled its warm juices, and Janet shoved a few fingers up inside herself until her whole hand was dripping. Then she rubbed her drenched hand up and down between Cheryl's cuntlips and wormed two fingers up Cheryl's hot pussy.

"Mmmmmm, feels so good," Cheryl said in a breathy, sighing voice.

"I'm mixing up our pussy juices, honey," Janet said, saliva drooling from the corners of her mouth, her tongue darting from side to side between her lips. "I got my fingers all wet up inside me, and now I've shoved them up inside you."

"Oooooh," Cheryl said, "sounds so sexy." She reached back with one hand to help spread her asscheeks and pussylips, giving Janet a better view of her sexy asscrack and steaming pussy. "Oh, God, Janet, I'm so horny! And I'm just dying to taste your pussy."

Janet buried her mouth in Cheryl's drooling cunt. She inhaled deeply. The musky aroma nearly made her pass out. It was intoxicating. She shoved her tongue up Cheryl's pussy. The hot juices drenched her tongue and rolled down her throat. Sweet, salty, warm juices from deep inside Cheryl's cunt! The only thing tastier was, hot jism from a stud. She pulled back and planted a sucking kiss on Cheryl's cute puckered asshole. The tight pucker made a reflex sucking movement back at Janet's lips. Janet shoved her middle finger up Cheryl's asshole just for a moment, then zipped it back out.

Cheryl moaned. She had a sensitive, highly sexed asshole just like Janet did. Both girls loved a hot cock up the ass.

"Honey, please let me suck you," Cheryl said, and she rolled over onto her back, her soft tits jiggling as she positioned herself and waited for Janet to get up over her so they could sixty-nine.

Janet straddled Cheryl's head and leaned forward over her, then lowered her hot naked body down on top of her girlfriend. Her tits pressed into Cheryl's soft belly and Cheryl's soft tits pressed against Janet's belly. She buried her head between Cheryl's thighs at the same moment that Cheryl mashed her face against Janet's gaping pussy. The two girls groaned, munching at each other's horny cunts.

Janet tingled from head to toe. Her smooth asscheeks felt all prickly with excitement. Her clit wiggled like a tiny tongue between her inflamed pussylips. She pressed her nose against Cheryl's hot asshole. She forced her tongue up Cheryl's cunt. She sank her teeth into the succulent slabs of Cheryl's cuntlips. She sucked and munched and twirled her tongue. She rolled her face from side to side. Cheryl's juices drenched her face. She swallowed as much of the slippery juice as she could. Janet went out of her mind with lust and pleasure.

Between Janet's own legs, Cheryl grunted and munched with the same mad lust. For every titillating movement Janet made, Cheryl matched her with a like movement. Had anyone burst into the room right then, the two girls would have been oblivious to the intrusion. Both girls were lost in their adolescent lust, in their adolescent pleasure. The girls' sex sensations were so intense that once they started feeling them, nothing else in the world mattered. All they cared about was squirming and groaning with those unbearably exciting feelings in their pussies and throughout their bodies. Their toes, their tits, their tongues, their noses – all tingled with hot feelings similar to those shooting through their ripe clits. Both Janet and Cheryl groaned with those feelings.

Janet was close to coming. She wished she could prolong this cunt eating forever, but at the same time she knew she'd go out of her mind if she didn't come soon.

Cheryl's clit jerked against Janet's tongue. Cheryl's pussy throbbed like a beating heart. Even Cheryl's asshole seemed to open and close from the excitement like the sucking mouth of a baby. The juicy little pucker nipped at Janet's nose. Cheryl kicked her legs up and wrapped them around Janet's head, nearly smothering Janet between her thighs. All the muscles in Cheryl's body tensed. Suddenly Cheryl's legs writhed, and she groaned with ecstasy. At that moment Janet gave up trying to restrain her own orgasm. She let go and spasmed.

"Ohhh, Cheryl," Janet muttered. "I'm coming too. Ohhhh! Mmmmm!"

Janet imagined a swirling ball of sparks growing in the pit of her loins. As it grew, the luscious orgasmic sensations spread throughout her writhing body. She was aware of her toes curling under, stretching backward, spreading and crossing. Cheryl's nose nestled an inch up Janet's asshole. Cheryl's fingernails ground at her asscheeks. Cheryl's thighs clamped and relaxed, clamped and relaxed, nearly crushing Janet's skull. Cheryl's hot pussy juices gushed over Janet's face, making Janet drunk with lust. Janet was smothering. She was drowning. Her loins were exploding. She passed out.

When Janet woke up, both she and Cheryl were wrapped up once again in the quilt. Cheryl was washing and cooling Janet's face with a damp cloth. Cheryl hugged her and kissed her.

"Honey, honey," Cheryl said, "for a minute I thought you were dead. Jeez, you must have had a good one!"

Janet kicked off the quilt. She stretched. "Christ, I must have really been horny! I should never have let my pussy get that horny. Next time it might kill me." She was half serious.

Cheryl laughed. "All you gotta do is rub off that hot pussy of yours before things get out of hand. You've gotta learn that you can't always have a hot cock when your pussy starts tingling. Having those three stud brothers, you're just spoiled. If you were me, you'd learn to jack off once or twice before bedtime, and then once again during the night if you happen to wake up. It works wonders."

"OK, Ann Landers," Janet said, jumping out of bed. "But I'd better be going now before it gets light. I wouldn't want the neighbors to think I'm a filthy little slut running around naked all night."

"Even though you are one," Cheryl said.

"Look who's talking," Janet said, opening the window. The cold morning air made her breath steam.

"I know why you're really running off in such a hurry," Cheryl said. "You're afraid one of your brothers will wake up with a hard-on without you being there to take care of it." Cheryl was right.