Brad Allison
Brother and Sister

WLP-128
Chapter 1

Nancy Goodman softened in her boyfriend's embrace and held her mouth up for a kiss, shivering as she felt his right hand slip from her waist toward her bulging blouse. Henry Walton was rather good looking and smooth, she liked to date him, he was the right age for her, twenty-one to her seventeen, but somehow the sparks did not really fly when they were together.

She was much too aware of the couple in the back seat, her own handsome blond brother Steve and her best girlfriend, Toni Allen. On the drive from town, where the four had gone to an outdoor movie in the Walton family sedan, Toni and Steve had started playing around, and now Toni's pleased giggles and certain movements in the shadows of the rear seat told Nancy that Toni was really having a bundle of fun.

No wonder! Steve was the most popular unattached young man in Potter, he was going to WSU on a baseball scholarship, and young sexy chicks were calling him all the time. Nancy knew, because she answered the phone at home a lot, and she was sure that Steve was screwing several of them!

But Toni seemed to have the inside track; she was leggy and pretty and had been Miss Everything in high school, rather bold where Nancy was shy.

And I'm sure Steve is fucking her! Nancy thought. She said she's on the Pill, and I know my brother's reputation. If they don't put out, he dates somebody else! I still have my cherry, though. I'm saving it for a very special guy… Not Henry, either. Oh, I can't dream about this awful thing that's inside me, who I REALLY want! I must be twisted and evil because ever since I was twelve I've been nuts about my own brother!

As Henry's mouth melded into Nancy's opened, waiting lips, as his hand slid across her blouse, cuddling a tender, thinly covered breast, an excited giggle from Toni made her shudder.

"Oooohhh, Steve! Now you stop that!"

Steve's interested chuckle, another series of movements in the back seat shadows, which Nancy could see dimly via the rear-view mirror, sent waves of terrible envy through Nancy's body. A very definite aroma of pussy was in the air in spite of the opened windows, and Toni's sudden whimper of pleasure, a little intimate gasp, could mean only one thing-Steve was either screwing her or was nearly ready to!

The sounds were affecting Henry, too. His mouth pressed down harder on Nancy's lips, he began to unfasten her blouse. She had let him go quite a way the last few dates, she did love being kissed and fondled by a good-looking guy, she was turning on, she really did need a lot of it, but she would go only so far.

In spite of what a lot of hep young chicks around town were doing, Nancy wanted to be a "nice" girl. Ohhh, she knew a lot about sex, she had experienced her first orgasm at twelve, she had been having them regularly ever since, using her fingers on her clitoris, a thing she no longer felt really guilty about because a book she had read at fourteen had told her that normal girls had to have relief, just like boys.

But she carried no contraceptives, she had to be good! One little squirt of cum and her fun days would be all over…

Potter was really a square town, a farming center in the Palouse churchy wheat belt, and good girls were still expected to present the groom with an unbroken hymen. Toni was careful, too-Steve was the only guy she had ever gone steady with, she did not put out the way some of the mod GO-GO chicks did, she was very popular.

Of course Nancy was not really sure they fucked. There were lots of ways to have fun without going the distance. Nancy knew most of them herself! But with Toni on the Pill, what else was there to assume…

Although the girls were very good friends, and they talked in roundabout ways about sex and guys, Toni had never really admitted that Steve was getting his prick IN her. Probably because Nancy was his sister and was considered rather naive.

I'm not as green as they think I am! she thought, opening her mouth so Henry could stroke his tongue in and out. I'm getting so I can cum real good on my hand, especially after a date! But the trouble is, I dream about Steve when I have my goodies! It's terrible, it's incestuous, it's forbidden, but he's so wonderful and handsome and sexy I just can't help myself. I wish HE would get my cherry! He could have it any time he wanted it! Double-dating with him is awful torture! And Henry believes HE is turning me on. When we go out alone I hardly feel anything.

A muffled, excited gurgle of pleasure from Toni, a pleased chuckle from Steve, more squirming in the back seat that rocked the car a little were like hot daggers in Nancy's crotch. She slid her arms around Henry's neck and darted her tongue across his. He shuddered, his hand working faster on her blouse. Her nipples were rising in her bulging, lacy bra, she felt wetness in her bikini pants.

"Oooohhhh!" Toni gasped. There was a sudden rhythmic creaking of the rear seat cushion, rising above the music coming from the radio, then a faint unmistakable groan of male delight, and a long gaspy sigh from Toni! One of her legs kicked the back of the seat, the aroma of pussy was now stronger! Ohhhh, they were fucking!

Henry's mouth swerved away from Nancy's puffy lips, he muttered thickly as his hand fumbled with her bra.

"Let's take a blanket and split, Nancy! Jeeeesus!"

"I won't go the route!" she whispered.

Henry shuddered, releasing her and reaching under the front seat. He drew a blanket out, and Nancy reached for the car door handle. But she hesitated. When the dome light went on she would be able to see Steve and Toni actually going at it!

"We'll be back in a while, you two," Henry said. Nancy knew it was a signal that the light would turn on. There was a scramble in the back seat, several girlish giggles, and when Nancy did open the door Steve and Toni were sitting up and she was trying to pull her opened blouse together. Her red hair was tousled, her lipstick smeared and a pair of thin green panties rested on the seat beside her…

Nancy hurried out of the car, her hands shaky, her pussy turning damp and itchy. They had parked near a grove of trees on the outskirts of the village, there was a lot of thick grass this time of year in midJuly.

"Have fun, you two!" Toni giggled.

Nancy was unable to answer. Henry came around the car, carrying the blanket and Nancy clutched at her handbag, her legs trembling. She had never had a "blanket date," she had gone out with only a few guys and Henry was the only one who had ever gotten her breasts out and fondled her between the thighs. She had never had an orgasm with a date; she always had her relief after she got home!

She was familiar with Henry's prick, though. The last few times they had dated, with Steve and Toni, Nancy had played with his bare prick and worked on it until he had his climax. He deserved that, at least!

After some hot kissing and fooling around just a few squeezes on his cock brought his fun; she always aimed his prick away from her crotch, though. She had heard about a girt getting knocked up by letting her boyfriend squirt on her panties.

Several yards from the car, behind a row of bushes, Henry spread the blanket and caught her around the waist, drawing her down. She was already feeling a certain coolness, her need was not as strong as it had been in the front seat.

Knowing that Steve was getting his prick in Toni's cunt made me wild! she thought. But now that I'm away from my big, handsome brother I don't feel really excited. Henry just doesn't have what I crave. I'm NOT going to fuck, no matter what!

A pleased laugh from Toni seemed to drive a dagger in Nancy's pussy.

Steve was surely screwing her again! Now they could fuck and fuck and not be interrupted! She was safe, she was on the Pill. Steve's reputation was true; if his dates didn't fuck he found another willing chick.

She stretched out at Henry's left and his hand went instantly under her miniskirt, between her thighs. His fingers felt cold.

"Oh, kiss me and play around with my titties, honey," she whispered.

"Take it easy!"

"Jeeeesus!" he muttered, shivering and breathing faster. She almost felt sorry for him. It was flattering that she was sexy enough to really turn him on, she did have a good figure, long plump legs and melonous breasts, even if she was not as flashily pretty as Toni.

One thing that had made her a bit self-conscious about her appearance was her height; she was five ten, and just a little plump. But she had nice thick blonde hair, a full pouty mouth and good features. She was shy, though; she had never worn real sexy clothes until the past year or so when she had started working in the lingerie department of the biggest store in Potter. She had started using more makeup, more men were noticing her, she was wearing clothes that accented her nice long legs and stand-out breasts that she had not really shown off in her early bashful years.

Selling undies and slips and panties, talking to other girls and women more had been good for her, taken her out of her shell of shyness. She was an only daughter, Steve had taken the limelight in the family with his athletic ability, his drive and good looks.

Nancy had inherited her blonde fairness from her Swedish mother, Elsa, who was still at forty-one a very attractive woman, and her father Dean turned a lot of women's heads. He owned a modest hardware store, their home was not large, but comfortable. Nancy had her own room; Steve had his. But without his scholarship, Steve would never have been able to go to the university; the family had always had to be careful with their money.

Henry was quite eligible, really. His father owned a good-size ranch that he would some day inherit. A lot of girls around town envied Nancy because she was going with him.

But I don't vibe with him! Nancy thought. I want to feel about a guy the way I feel about my brother! Ready to fall over any time for him! I almost hate Toni for getting his prick! But she's the sexiest girl in town and Steve deserves a good, hot piece!

She suddenly remembered the time when she was fourteen and she had rushed into the bathroom without knocking and seen Steve naked, just out of the shower. Naturally, she had looked at his crotch! The size of his prick, even soft, had sent wild thrills through her body. He had not been circumcised, a thing that Dean had insisted on at his birth in spite of a modern practice by doctors to remove the foreskin of every male child. She had overheard her parents talking about it one day.

"I know I like yours the way it is, honey," her mother had laughed.

"The feeling is a lot better," he had answered.

Nancy was very glad her parents got along so well because she still liked to slip up to their bedroom door at night and listen to them have their pleasure. Sometimes they played around and talked sexy and screwed for hours! They really had fun together!

Elsa always had four or five orgasms before Dean finally had his cum.

The way he could delay and hold back was just marvelous! That was what a marriage should be, they were still in love after about twenty-three years. Elsa had kept her full, ripe figure. She modeled at style shows, just local things; she kept herself looking attractive so that Dean would want her when he got a good hard-on. Oh, she adored her parents.

Now and then her mother dropped hints about sex and the delights of a good marriage. They could talk quite frankly, a thing Nancy appreciated, because some of the girls she knew received no words of advice from parents to help them in the area where girls really needed help.

"When you find the right man, let him know it, honey," Elsa had smiled.

"Don't be so shy! I'm not saying you should go all the way-especially in a burg like this. In Sweden nobody cares, a girl tries the shoes on before she buys them!"

They had both laughed.

At another time recently Elsa had become more personal…

"Honey, are you letting Henry Walton have a little?"

Nancy flushed and shook her head.

"But you kind of play around, huh?" Elsa said, teasingly. "Look, why don't you go down to Doctor Bemiss and get started on the Pill? When I was your age it was just murder not to give in! I'm sure glad your father came along at the right time."

"Oh, Mother!" Nancy protested, her cheeks hot. "I can wait till I get married."

"It's dangerous, honey. Don't take any chances! Some of these guys want to fix a girl to prove how much of a man they are." She winked. "But of course, a girl can do other things…"

She knows I play with myself! Nancy thought. I imagine she did, too, at my age! But if she knew I dreamed about Steve when I did it, she would be horrified!

"Shame on you, Mom!" Nancy exclaimed, blushing furiously.

Elsa laughed and winked again. "A girl has to have relief, honey. Just like men do… But there's one big difference! Having orgasms is not so hard on a girl, she can do it a lot more often, you know… and stop acting like you were twelve years old! I understand how it is.

You're a nice healthy girl. Look, I am going to call Doc Bemiss. One of these days you'll see a guy you really flip over and you won't want to get pregnant right off the bat. Okay?"

Nancy shivered and hugged her mother. "Oh, I'm so lucky we can talk this way, Mom!"

Elsa smiled. "I'll tell you something else, honey. When you do find this very right guy, come on strong! Give him lots of you know what. Be so good he won't want any other girl! Just look at your brother. Girls hanging around all the time, just panting. Whoever nails his hide will have to be a real hot tomato!"

Nancy flushed again, hoping her mother would not guess the awful guilt inside her.

I'm panting as loudly as any of them! she thought, trembling. But I just don't DARE! It would wreck our whole family! Ohhhh, damn! And the worst of it is I believe Steve would like to touch me, too! The way he looks at me sometimes and kids around with me makes my pussy just GUSH with juice!

Now, on the blanket with Henry, his hand opening her blouse again, she decided she would go to see Doctor Bemiss. Even jacking Henry off, as she had been doing recently on their dates, was terribly risky. She was at the most dangerous age, and a very awful thought crept through her mind.

If Steve DID ever decide to fuck me, I'd be safe! I'd go all the way with him in a minute! He's just too much!

"Hey, what's the matter?" Henry muttered, trying to kiss her again, his fingers cupping one of her breasts. In some ways he was kind of stupid; she always wound up unfastening her bra herself. She did like to have her boobies fondled.

"Oh, nothing!" she giggled. He was fun to be out with, a good dancer and fairly smooth, and it pleased her to show up in public with him because a lot of other chicks around town turned green with envy. One was Sally Smith, an eager, curvy brunette, a year older than Nancy. She thought Henry was terrific; she wanted to live on a ranch, she rode horses a lot, a bit on the athletic side.

A week before she had come in the store where Nancy worked and bought some lingerie, her dark eyes taking in the abundancies of Nancy's figure. In a town the size of Potter, almost everyone knew everyone else, and the two girls had visited awhile…

"I hear you're going steady with Henry Walton," Sally remarked. It was obvious what Sally meant. Going steady in Potter was the same as putting out, most girls were…

"Oh, not that steady," Nancy answered. A year or so before she would have blushed, but not now. "You're welcome to him."

"Nummy!" Sally giggled. "I wish he'd make a pass."

"Well, call him up and pour it on, honey," Nancy smiled. "He likes to swim." She glanced over at a display of bikinis. "Try one of those mini-mini outfits."

"That's real nice of you, Nancy," Sally giggled. "Say, you got another boyfriend?"

She thought instantly of Steve, naturally. She winked. "A real big secret crush…"

"Ohhh, like that, huh?" Sally exclaimed.

Nancy rolled her eyes expressively. "You know it, honey."

They both laughed.

Now, as Nancy opened her bra, one of the front-closing kinds that Henry was too immature to manage himself, she decided this was a good time to start cooling him a little. Once she was away from Steve and Toni, her excitement diminished. Double dating with her brother and the sexy redhead was just murder! All she could think about was Steve and what he was doing with Toni's cunt and resilient breasts. And wishing she was in Toni's shoes!

I won't cum with Henry, she thought. I never have. He hasn't got it for me. When I get home I'll have my fun, as usual.

"I know a girl who wants to get in your pants, Henry," she giggled. She reached for his crotch and unzipped the fly, a thing she had done before on their last few dates. She would not cheat him-that much. He wanted a cum real bad. She would make sure he squirted away from her crotch.

He trembled, his hand tightening on Nancy's bare breast. "Hey, what is this? I'm out with you-"

"Well, I know you want to date a girl that puts out," she giggled. "I bet this one will."

"Shit," he muttered. "You trying to call this whole thing quits?"

"You're getting close," she said. "I just won't go the route, I told you that." She worked his rigid cock out of his briefs, shivering with excitement in spite of herself. Prick was still prick! His was the only one she had ever had in her hand. And when she did get on the Pill, she might just let him get her cherry…

Her mother was right, it was just hell to resist, even though she felt no overpowering urge for Henry. Hearing Steve and Toni had given her a sweet, tingling hard-on, her clit just ached for release!

"Well, why are you getting my prick out, then?" Henry muttered, shuddering. His hand left her breasts and slid down between her legs, along her thighs and in on her thinly covered pussy.

"Well, you need your fun, honey," she breathed. "I'll do that for you."

His hips arched forward, he pressed her cunt and shivered. His cock was not too big… about six inches. Steve almost had as much when he was soft! That glimpse she had had of his big, dangling prick lived in her memory, and every day her passion for it grew stronger…

Somehow I HAVE to screw him! she thought again. Wrong or not! I'm going down to Doc Bemiss tomorrow! Most of the gals my age in town have been fucked, I'm famished for cock! I can't keep playing with Henry's prick and cheating him. That's kid stuff! I want cock in my pussy! Steve's cock! I bet it's sliding in Toni's cunt right now!

"Shiiiit!" Henry muttered, his hips restless, his breathing heavier.

"Toni puts out, why the hell don't you?"

"To be real honest, I don't want to get knocked up," she said.

"Hell, I got rubbers…"

"I don't trust them," she said softly, sliding her fingers up and down on his prick. The circumcised knob was very wet, her fingers were slick with his eager juice. "You want it now, honey?"

He cursed under his breath and shuddered. "Yeah-jeeeesus-yeahhhhh!"

A faint, passionate cry of girlish delight came from beyond the bushes.

It was Toni! She was having a cum! Nancy had heard it before, but somehow tonight it seemed even more dramatic. She could almost see Steve humping away in the back seat, his prick throbbing and gushing in the sexy redhead's cunt! Her long legs would be angled high, her pretty nippled mounds would be out of her bra and blouse, arching into his chest. She really moaned and yelled when she got her fun on his cock!

Suddenly Nancy's attention was back on the blanket. Henry was trying to rise up and crawl between her legs! She jerked away, closed her thighs and stroked his prick real fast. She aimed his prick down at the blanket. He groaned, he was too far along to stop. His hips jerked, he shuddered, his cock tensed in her fingers and she felt the twitch of his penis as his passion exploded. Even in the near-darkness, she could see the gouts of his cream throb into the air and strike the blanket.

"Ughhhh-shiiiiit!" he whined, his hips working in coital thrusts. "Uhhuhhh-uhhhhh!"

Nancy shivered, her clit stinging. It was almost too exciting to feel a guy cum, feel the prick tense and shoot. She had to stop it! The temptation to fuck was becoming too strong-even with a guy she did not really go for in a heavy way. She had to stop double dating with Steve and Toni, too. Being near her brother when he was making out was just too much! It was agony!

She drew his hand from her crotch and rolled away, watching him fumble out a handkerchief and wipe his cock.

"Who the hell is this girl that wants to date me, Nancy?" he muttered, relaxing a moment on his back.

"Sally Smith," Nancy said, feeling no envy at all.

"The hell," he exclaimed. "I'll be damned."

"In fact," Nancy said. "She even bought a mini-bikini she wants to show you…"

"Hey, you're a damned fine girl, Nancy," he said, warmly.

"I can't go out with you anymore, Henry," she answered, hooking her bra and fastening her blouse.

"Yeahhhhh, I understand," he muttered. "Think they're through by now?"

I hope so! Nancy thought, trembling. I want his prick! Somehow, I'm going to have it! I'll bet he gave Toni a real good fuck!