0 comments/ 147726 views/ 39 favorites Jessie's Sister, Jill By: Epmd607 "I told Jill she could kiss you..." My fiancee, Jessie, had just told me she wanted me to kiss her little sister. "Isn't that a bit contrived? Should I kiss her during a game of spin-the-bottle?" She didn't like that, she was being serious. "I see it as you take her for ice cream when the Sun's going down, and sit with her on a bench and as it's just getting tough to see you give her a nice kiss, no tongue...maybe a touch of tongue." Jessie was always particular about the way things should be done, but this was surreal. "She didn't think you were patronizing? I know she must of been absolutely embarrassed when you suggested it." She frowned and pinched my arm. I kind of hoped she'd drop it and go in her house and go to bed. "Well, that's the problem, isn't it? She's the shyest girl of all time and she's twenty and has never had a boy kiss her for real. All I've told her is that it's alright if she kisses you." "How would this be a 'real' kiss, you've planned it all out for her?" The real issue was eternally unspoken. She wanted me to kiss her sister because she thought Jill would get too sick or even die before she got the chance to find the right guy to kiss. Most of Jill's shyness stemmed from her disease, cystic fibrosis, but it was more of Jessie's fear that half of her sister's life was over at twenty, and that she had a better chance of dying in her twenties than not. I understood what she wanted, but didn't think her first-kiss plan was best. "You love her right? She's had the biggest crush on you since she was twelve. It wouldn't be some erotic thing, it'd just be a nice kiss from the only boy she trusts and most likely fantasizes about." "Jess, I'm too old for her--she should be kissing another twenty-year-old who has absolutely no experience with females. It's better when it's awkward." Jessie stuck her tongue in my ear and rubbed my inner thigh with her hand. I eventually agreed to consider her proposition, mainly because she pushed her gorgeous cleavage into my chest in such a mind-numbingly erotic way. *** I'd forgotten the kiss proposal, and Jessie hadn't mentioned it for weeks when I was alone with her sister, Jill, in their living room one evening in early June. Jessie was supposed to be home from work around eight and I'd driven Jill home from her cashier's job around six, so I didn't bother going back to my house. We watched consecutive episodes of her favorite show, a kid's horror series, and she asked me if I wanted ice cream. It was the first nice night after a week of rain so I thought of going out for a bit. "Wanna go get ice cream at the stand out in Drake instead?" It was about twenty-five minutes drive, but it was very good, her sister's favorite anyway. She paused the DVD, thought about it for a second then hopped up off the couch. "Ok, let me change." She returned in a light sweater and shorts. She looked so different than her sister, she was barely five foot, had straight dark hair, her breasts were the butt of many training-bra jokes, 'though her ass was shapely similar to Jessie's, and she was as cute as she was shy. She had her girlfriends, but I was pretty sure that I was the only guy close to her age that she'd ever had a serious conversation with. I had a brotherly fondness for her for as long as I'd known her. I'd started dating her sister in high school and as I got closer to Jess I'd gotten closer to Jill. The fact that Jill's illness could accelerate and she could be dead in a matter of weeks to months from some basic infection broke my heart. She was the sweetest girl I'd ever met and her shyness just made me feel more sorry for her. I initially experienced all of it through Jessie, but as time passed Jill became more and more comfortable with me and it just magnified those earlier feelings of pity. I knew how to help her put her special vest on that shook the mucus from the walls of her lungs, and had spent hours pounding her fragile body in the old way--when she'd trusted me enough to let me see her sick. It had initially been sympathy for my girlfriend who experienced her sister's illness in such a heavy way, but as I got to know Jill my feelings became more centered on her. "Can I drive, Danny?" She'd finally gotten her learner's permit that winter and had taken drivers-ed but hesitated to go for the driving test. I gave her my keys. Her smile was adorable. We were off, she drove with a foot on each pedal, left on brake, right on gas. "It seems like you're getting better at this, when you gonna go get your license?" "Not too soon, eventually I guess... If I get my license you won't have any reason to come over when Jessie's at work." She blushed. God, everything she felt you could read by the different shades of pink on her cheeks. "That's not true. Besides, if you had your license you could drive to my house anytime you wanted to hang out, or take me to a drive-in movie. You couldn't do that now, could you?" Flirting with her was fun but usually short lived, she'd just get too embarrassed and it felt like you were torturing her. The pink on her cheek turned pinker, not quite red yet. "There aren't any drive-ins around here, Danny." She giggled, so amazingly girlish. "Then where do you go with all your boyfriends on Thursday nights?" She had various doctors' appointments, usually on Thursday's because that was the night her mother didn't work. Jessie and I had a running joke for years about who she was dating that Thursday. We'd talk about her going to some pancreatic specialist as if he were some hot new guy in school--how he'd stack up against the kidney specialist, where he'd take her, a whole assortment of personality traits and illicit plots that we'd tease her with. "I don't have any boyfriends, Danny." She was flush now, I figured I shouldn't make her too nervous, she might crash the car or something. "Well, when you do I hope you torture them as much as your sister tortures me." We were quiet for the last few minutes of the drive, finally arriving at the soft-serve stand in the middle of nowhere. "Jilly, you want a Slushie too?" She shook her head. She got apple flavored ice cream, I think I got banana, but I was more interested in the cherry Slushie. We sat down at the picnic table, only then did I remember my future wife's little ploy to get Jill her first kiss. I shivered. I thought about it for a minute, but it didn't seem like it'd go over well, she might enjoy it but then we'd both be too embarrassed. I watched her eat her ice cream, it wasn't sensual, just reminded me of how a kid eats an ice cream cone. Her hair was in a pony tail, she wore beige shorts with a little stain from her ice cream and white socks and tennis shoes. She was cute enough to kiss, smiled enough at me, maybe I could kiss her... "Want some of my Slushie?" She'd finished her cone and looked at me while she sucked on my ice drink. A minute later the coughing ensued, but only for a couple minutes, short coughs, no wheezing, too much cold. I put my arm around her. "You're cold, wanna go home?" Hugging her and picking her up and carrying her around and wrapping her in blankets were all things I'd done before under the guise of fun, but this was the first time I'd done so while feeling attracted to her. "In a little while. Jessie isn't home yet, the sun isn't down all the way." She took the melting ice cream cone I'd neglected and licked it. It left a trail just to the right of her mouth. "You ice cream thief..." She looked at me funny, her eyes were big and round, I impulsively licked the little bit of ice cream from her cheek. Her eyes got wider, surprised, then her face flushed, but it was mostly desire this time. I kissed her full on the mouth, she kissed me back, it only lasted a second or two, but it was a genuine kiss. I guess Jessie was right. To my surprise Jill reached her left hand behind my neck and kissed me back. This time the kiss lasted and we touched tongues for a very heady instant. She pulled back, a little put off by her own forwardness. "That was nice, Jilly, let's go." I grabbed her hand and lead her to the car before she could process much of what happened. I drove home, she didn't say anything on the way home, just smiled and nodded when I tried to act casual about a strange happening at an ice cream stand. As far as I could tell she liked it. I guess I'd have to let Jessie find out for sure. *** I didn't have to wait long for the report on Jill's impression of our kiss. The next night Jessie came over and was giddier than usual. "Danny, she told me all about it. It was so cute, she was worried about how I'd feel about it and said she wouldn't talk about it if I didn't want to. Of course I dragged every last detail out of her. She said it was great and said it was like electric and how she grabbed you and kissed you back." Jessie jumped me on the couch, she kissed me and straddled my thighs. "You're such a good boy, you don't even know how much I love you for being so sweet to my sister." We made out for a few minutes. "I think I have an idea." "Oh, you've no idea." She ravished me. I felt like I a 19th century virgin on her wedding night. *** The summer went by fast, it was the day before Labour Day and I was at Jessie's. Jill had been in the hospital for a week in July with a bad lung infection. Things never really got awkward with the whole kiss thing, and I spent time with her alone but there was no more kissing. The desire was there for me at times and it was evident on her face plenty, but it never came down to a kiss. However, she was openly infatuated... She'd want to do things for me, like wash clothes I left at her house, she made me pies on my birthday and for my Fourth of July BBQ, mostly little things. She wasn't really nervous around me at all anymore. I was with Jessie on her bed, when she made her second, and more astounding proposal. "She 'loves you' loves you. Would you sleep with her?" I wasn't sure what she meant. Was she jealous of her little sister's crush on me? "We're getting married in December, why would I wanna ruin that?" "You know, every time she gets sick, I get unbearably nervous and think she might go away. I just want her to experience as much as possible, you know?" Evidently she wasn't jealous, she was asking me to think about having sex with her little sister. I didn't say anything immediately so she continued: "Aren't you attracted to her? You're gonna say, 'she's like a sister' but I'm just talking about if you're attracted to her at all." "You're not serious, you're talking about me having sex with Jilly just so she can have sex...I don't think you understand how silly this is, she could live 'til she's fifty. There's no reason to think she's gonna die next week or next year...really, we could die in a car accident and she can get married and have kids." She had that look on her face, that heartbroken 'I love my dying sister' insane look, the place where rational discourse would always lose out to emotion. "Danny, you know her, she isn't going to let some guy fall in love with her if she's sure she's gonna die before she's thirty. She loves you by accident. You were here when she first thought about boys as boyfriends and husbands, and became her friend when she started feeling things for boys...realistically you're the only meaningful male she's ever had in her life. Plus, you love her like I do." Now she was getting super psychological. "Jessie, she's an adult, she isn't going to have sex with her sister's future husband--especially if she knows her sister's arranging it. This isn't as harmless as a kiss." ...And it's actually insulting that you think of her as a helpless little girl who needs her big sister to pimp her boyfriend out as to let her experience life. Of course I kept that last bit to myself. No need to wake up sans testes. "Well, let her make the decision. If you think I've created her desire for you, you won't think it's morally wrong to let her decide. You're attracted to her, I'm not going to hold that against you no matter what--in fact you'll be a saint in my eyes if it's a good experience for her." I mulled it over, this was the sort of thing she'd hold against me even after we we're married. She'll still prod me to sleep with her sister just because she'd still be on the verge of never experiencing someone 'penetrating' her? "There doesn't have to be a lot of thought put behind it, Dan. I've talked to her enough about you that I know where she stands. We both know it would only be between the three of us, sharing something for a brief time. It's as simple as you taking her to the fair tomorrow then taking her home with you. I have to work all day then all night, just take her home with you and be gentle with her then I'll pick her up in the morning. She loves the fireworks, if it's warm enough she'd absolutely love laying outside on a blanket and watching the fireworks and have you hold her. Jesus, Danny, it doesn't even have to be sex. Just hold her and kiss her and make her feel good, you make her feel good about herself like me and Mom could never..." "Jessie, I get it, I love you, even if I think you're a little off on this one. Tell her I wanna go to the carnival and that I'll pick her up if she wants to go. If we go back to my house I can pretty much guarantee it's not going to be anything more mundane than watching the fireworks or TV." Finally, she was placated and let the night get on. *** I picked Jilly up for the carnival around seven. She wore a flimsy white skirt, yellow tank top and the same white tennis shoes, no socks this time. Her dark hair was straight and down her back, a little braid down the right side of her face. She wore more make-up than usual, not too much, but her lips were shiny. It was clear to me that I'd developed a little crush on her over the past few months. "You go to a BBQ today, Jill?" "Yeah, at our Aunt Jodie's house. Did you?" "Yeah, went to my grandma's." We didn't say much on the ride into town to the park where the yearly carnival was held. We parked and walked around and looked at everything for a while. "You wanna play a game or go on a ride?" She just nodded. We played the typical darts and balls and goldfish type games. We ate hot dogs and popcorn. It was all very fair-ground type stuff. "Sit with me on the ferris wheel?" She shook her head. "You don't wanna sit with me?" Her face flushed. "I don't like it when it stops at the top." "I won't let you fall out. Please go with me." I insisted and she relented, we waited in line for a bit. Finally got a spot on the ferris wheel. She sat against me in the seat, I put my arm over her shoulders. She smelled nice. As we got higher she tensed more, but eventually lay her head on my shoulder. "You look very pretty on a ferris wheel." She looked up at me ready for a kiss, but that wasn't quite my intention. "Thanks, Danny." I guess the ferris wheel's purpose had been to initiate a comfort with close contact, because when we got off she walked right up against me and it was easy to put my arm around her waist. They started closing down the rides, as the fireworks display wasn't an hour away. "You wanna stay here and watch the fireworks or go home or go somewhere else?" "Your house has the best view, can I come over?" Oh boy, it couldn't have been closer to Jessie's plan had Jessie been on a live-feed in our ears. My house did have a great unimpeded view, very little light pollution and no one else around at all. I bought a house just outside town the year I started working full-time after college. I loved how country it felt out there, yet it wasn't far from town. Jessie had helped me pick out the house but she'd resisted every suggestion of moving in. She felt like she'd be abandoning her sister and all. Co-dependent or not, I knew I was going to marry Jessie and had already accepted all her baggage years before. "Yeah, no problem, I just cut the grass so we can sit out on the lawn if you want." She smiled and we left for my car. This was easy, I wasn't going to get in trouble with myself, we were gonna watch the fireworks then I'd take her home or at the most we'd just fall asleep in my bed or on the couch after. A half hour later we were sitting on my back lawn on a blanket with sodas and crackers, her legs were covered because the temperature was dropping. The first rocket exploded and she announced that she liked watching them laying down. For the most part I watched her watching the fireworks as I lay next to her. I never really cared that much about colors in the sky. But she seemed to think it was fantastic, and commented on all the different shapes and such. It lasted for a half-hour or more. We lay on the blanket as the smoke wafted about the sky. "You're shivering, let's go inside. I'll make you tea or hot chocolate if you want." She opted for hot chocolate wrapped in my blanket on the couch. She looked pretty worn out from the day, I told her she could go sleep in my bed. "Aren't you tired, Danny?" "Yeah. If you want I'll drive you home, but I thought you'd be cool with just staying over. I'll sleep right here." "You don't have to sleep on the coach, let's just go to bed." Ok, we'll just go to bed. We went to the bedroom, I brushed my teeth, she did something in the bathroom. I stripped to my shorts and t-shirt, she got in beside me and removed her skirt under the sheets as nonchalantly as she could manage. She giggled nervously as I brushed up against her trying to turn the light off. Finally, it was dark, but then I could hear her breathing next to me and it just hit me, this wave of desire ran down my body. "Danny, I'm freezing, is your AC on?" The way she said it was as perfect as any of the experienced invitations I'd heard from her sister or any other woman. But hers was virginal and had that note of innocence to it--that maybe she didn't know how much her saying she was cold in my bed might turn me on. "No, it's off. I could get you another blanket or one of my sweatshirts if you want?" The test. "No, that's ok..." A second invitation. God, she was aware of her power as a female and she was the one casting the line. I moved to her, put my arm over her side, held her middle as she spooned to me. She accepted, holding my right arm with hers. I put my left arm around her shoulders and held her against my chest. Her breathing became heavier. I kissed her cheek and we lay still for some time. "Danny?" I was half-asleep, feeling out her flat tummy over her tank top, stroking her naked shoulder. "I thought you were asleep?" She moved, at first I thought she was trying to get away from me, but really she was just turning to face me. She moved back toward me, put her arms around me pushed her A-cup boobs into me, head against my chest. "I sleep better on my right side." It was dark but I could see enough to know she was wide awake. I put my right hand on her lower back. "I sleep better with a proper goodnight kiss." She kissed my chest. I moved her chin up toward me and planted my mouth on hers. She sucked on my lip and then on my intruding tongue. I let my hand wander toward her panties, played with the edge in my fingers, pulling up a bit. I ran the pointer of my other hand over her pantie covered slit, she shivered and kissed me harder. She rubbed my stomach under my shirt as I explored her more, slipping my hand under her panties from the back, cupping a cheek, rubbing her thighs, tippling her pussy. She was a carnival of small noises and didn't shy away when I finally put my hand down the front of her underwear and cupped her furry mound. I probably would of been bummed if she shaved, it wasn't coarse hair either, it was downy and didn't seem that thick. Jessie's Sister, Jill Ch. 02 "What about Jessie, Danny?" I didn't know what to say really, I just wanted to have her with me every day. "I need you, Jillian. I love Jessie, maybe she won't want to marry me if you move in, but I want you to." She looked confused. "I want to, but I don't want to hurt Jessie." "I don't want to either." She didn't respond, the mood changed, the rain let up. She fell asleep against me, still sharing her sleeping bag. When we awoke in the morning she was in a better mood. She lay part out of the sleeping bag, her arms stretched above her, one breast exposed. "Good morning, Danny." I leaned over and kissed her collar bone, she giggled. "I have an orange for you." I pulled two out of my bag and placed one on her belly. "Peel it for me?" We were quiet, I studied the nipple of her exposed breast. It was hard in the cool morning air. I peeled her orange for her and placed a wedge to her lips. She took it into her mouth and sucked on my fingers gently. "You like my orange?" A little bit of the juice ran down her cheek when she bit into the wedge. "Yes, sir. I still kinda like you too." She smirked, crinkled her tiny nose at me. I tickled her side, she wiggled around wildly, laughed and screeched, revealing more of her body to me. I stopped, fed her another orange slice. I kissed her lips, she stuck her tongue in my mouth. I leaned over her again and we made out, licked the orange juice from each other's lips. When I began on her neck and started to suckle her small breast with need, she stopped me. "Quit kissin' my boob so I can get dressed. We should finish the oranges and go for a walk." "It's going to be muddy, we should stay in the tent so we won't get dirty." She smiled. "Like we're not gonna get dirty if we stay in the tent..." I watched her put fresh panties and bra on. They were another pair of black, lacy panties. She watched me watching her as she hid her treasures. "Don't worry, you'll get to see 'em again...if you're fun." There wasn't much to do with her, it was too cool to swim and too muddy to walk very far in the woods. We wandered around the campsites and then down to the lake. "So you wanna fish a little?" She was dressed in tight jeans, tennis shoes, and a little pink vest, pretty much the opposite of outdoorsy. I had two poles and basic tackle gear in my backpack. "Ok, but I might just watch." "Sweetheart, nobody watches fishing." She pouted and pulled at her vest. "But I don't wanna get gunk on my cute vest..." I took her hand and guided her down onto a platform of rocks beside the water. It was a little windy, her hair was blowing around her pretty face. We sat down and I messed with the poles. "You look sexy down by the lake when it's all windy." She blushed, gave me a kiss on the cheek. "So, if I move in with you, when would you want me to?" She'd been thinking about it. I smiled, I had one pole ready to cast. "Tomorrow when we get home?" "Ok." I stood up and cast the line with an artificial lure then handed the pole to her. Using live bait would of turned her off for sure. "What do I do?!" I laughed. "Jilly, just hold the pole and gently wind it in. If that red ball disappears just wind quicker. I'll show you how to cast it when you get it back in." I figured we'd have hours of nothing, she'd get bored after a half hour, then we could just talk and pretend to fish. I was in the middle of assembling the second pole when she began to get nervous. "Danny, Danny, Danny! The red ball disappeared!" I looked out, the water wasn't exactly calm. "It's probably just the waves, do you feel any yanking on the line?" "Yes!" I dropped what I was working on and told her to wind quicker. "I don't know what I'm doing, help!" I put my arms around her and held the pole, there was the definite tugging of a fish on the other end. I started winding it for her, told her when to yank the pole back. The fish came out of the water easily, it was a small sunfish. I laughed, she was giddy. "I caught a fish, Danny!" "I know, you're a fisherwoman now." I brought the wiggling fish toward her so she could see up close. "Take her off the hook, Danny!" I removed the hook from the fish's mouth. "You get to throw her back, Jilly." She took the fish and kissed it behind the gills, told it she was sorry then threw it back into the lake. I laughed. "You just kissed a fish." "It was a traumatic experience for her." I hugged her, picked her pole up off the ground. "Want me to show you how to cast now?" She shook her head. "I already caught my fish, I get to watch now." I cast and set the pole down, took the other pole apart and sat with her against me on the rock for a few minutes in silence. "I love you, Jillian." She wrapped her arms around me and kissed my neck. "I know, you're my lover." I giggled, she said it so silly and girlie. We spent most of the morning out by the lake, no more fish bites, plenty of human bites before we returned to our camp site. A ranger drove by and talked to us for a bit, mentioned that it was going to thunderstorm again in the late afternoon. When he left I asked Jill if she wanted to go home early. "Kinda, but I really wanna finish our vacation." "We could go back to my house and finish our vacation, move you in too..." She jumped me. "Ok, let's go!" We were packed and back on the road in under an hour. She was back in her sunglasses sitting next to me for our drive home. "First thing I'm gonna do is take a shower, then I'll make us a vacation dinner." "I need to take a shower too, we should conserve water." She blushed underneath her glasses. We got back to my house in the early evening. I brought our bags in, she hesitated when I went upstairs with them. I stood in the stairway and watched her for a minute. "What's up, pretty girl?" "I'm nervous, Danny." I threw the bags on the landing and went down to her, picked her up and she squeaked. "Oh boy." I carried her up to my room and laid her on my bed. She hid behind her hair. "You don't have to be nervous, we're on vacation." I lay over her, kissed her neck and hair. She was so tiny under me, long thin legs and a short torso. She let me take her pink vest off. "Was I entertaining enough today?" She giggled and nodded. "We caught a fish. I think that's worth a peek of my underwear at least." She put her hands over her head so I could slip her top off. I kissed her perfect mouth and ran my fingers over the material of her bra. I took my jeans off while she licked my ear. "You already pitched the tent..." My cock was hard in my boxers, we both laughed. "I think you're the one that erected it." She hugged me to her, I undid her belt. "We're supposed to take a shower first, we're kinda campy, foresty smelling." I got up off her. "You smell just right, but I guess we can take a shower." She stood and shimmied out of her jeans. I really liked those little black panties. She took them off, smiled and handed them to me and ran into the bathroom. I smelt the scent of her from the fabric, fucking intoxicating, the immediate dampness from our fun on the bed. The shower turned on, I stripped and hurried into the bathroom. I peaked behind the curtain, she covered her breasts and feigned surprise. She looked agonizingly sexy. "What you want?!" She grinned. "You." I got in and we made out passionately. She stared into my eyes, her hair was wet and her body was hotter than the water as she squeezed me. I picked her up by the waist and she wrapped her legs around me. My cock found her entrance and I worked myself into her wonderful, tight puss as I sucked on her neck and small breasts. "Ohhh, Danny..." Her back was against the wall, I couldn't control myself, she was squeezing me with the walls of her pussy. I fucked her while she moaned and I grunted before spraying my load into her fertile womb. We washed each other after coming down from our intense fuck, got out and dried each other off. Jill sat on my bed in a towel combing her long hair out as I unpacked my things from the trip. I stood in front of her when I was finished. "You gonna unpack or you want me too?" "You're gonna unpack my bag?" "I'm pretty good at domestic things, I'll wash your dirty clothes too." "You will? I think I'm gonna like living with you." "I think you will too. What bedroom you want for your stuff?" As soon as I said it I wanted to take it back, her face fell. "I thought we were gonna share..." She wouldn't look me in the eye. "I love you, I want to share everything with you. I just thought you'd want your own space, somewhere to put your clothes and stuff." She'd stopped combing her hair, she wasn't happy. She was quiet so I sat down on the bed next to her, she pulled back when I touched her arm. "I'm sorry, you can have some of my drawers and closet space if you want." She smiled briefly, let me hold her hand. "I should talk to Jessie first...before I move in." She was worried, I was too. "You still wanna finish our vacation?" She smiled. "Yeah, we still have one more night of camping. Plus, your gonna have to pitch me another tent, I sorta knocked the last one down." She scurried away and put fresh clothes on. I met her in the kitchen, she insisted she was making dinner. She knew how to make good food, probably because she didn't get to play outside as much when we were younger--no sports after school or on the weekends for her. It was night, I had my window open in the bedroom, a cool breeze wafted about the room. I lay with Jillian under my makeshift tent, the bed sheet draped awkwardly on a string above the bed. "You like our tent?" "Yes, but this wasn't the sort of tent I had in mind..." I laughed. We were naked, I don't remember getting naked with her, just kissing her as she sat on the counter in my kitchen after dinner. She draped herself over me, mashed her little boobs into my chest and kissed my chin. "Danny, I wanna tell you a secret." "Yeah?" "In the summer me and Jessie always have our bedroom windows open--and for years, I've heard the two of you--all your noises, moans, the bed squeaking away, some words...and I've played along too, climaxed with the two of you." She buried her face in my shoulder, then continued: "Danny, it would get me so excited, the idea of you and her having sex, how passionate it sounded; but it was also the most lonely thing I've ever experienced. Two of my favorite people so happy, and me wishing I just had someone to flirt with over the phone." I didn't know what to say, I'm sure everyone has had that feeling at some time or another. "Maybe someone's listening to us right now, a bird laying in its nest, jealous of the way you say my name when you're about to come." She giggled and licked my cheek, placed my cock to her entrance and took me into her body. *** Jillian moved in soon after, the conversation with Jessie was strained, but she didn't really argue with me. I asked her to move in again, she said she would when we were married. She was irritated that Jill was moving in, but she didn't fight it. The appearance was that Jill had her own bedroom at my house, kept some of her things there, but really she slept in my bed almost every night. There were the nights we stayed over at Jessie's, in which case I slept with Jessie, since I was still her boyfriend. I took her out on dates as was normal. Dealing with Jill after those nights wasn't as pleasant. I was intensely in love with Jillian, but we both felt loyal to Jessie. Jillian could torture me like her sister, would withhold affection and grant supreme pleasure as she wished. It was late fall when Jillian's night breaths became more labored. I felt extreme anxiety hearing her struggling to breath, and it only got worse each night. It was the week of Thanksgiving that we had to admit her to the hospital. Her lungs were full of fluid. I was terrified of losing her, it wasn't all that bad though, the treatment was working. We would have dinner together and I'd try and stay until she fell asleep, but the nurses were only as accommodating as they were allowed to be. It was the night after Thanksgiving in the hospital, I was in bed with her breaking some rules. She was trying to steal some smooches, which were forbidden because of my outside world germy-ness. "Danny, it's so boring in here, I just wanna make out for a couple hours." She grabbed my cock through my pants. She was extra ansy tonight, she kept asking if I was happy with her. "You must be getting better, you've never been this sassy..." She cut me off with another kiss. "Sassy? Want me to totally freak you out?" She turned from playful to serious in an instant. "Yes." "I don't know when they're gonna let me go home, but this is even better than that. This is basically the greatest thing ever for me and you're gonna hyperventilate and I love you so much and I found out this morning that I'm almost three months pregnant." She said it all so fast and in one breath that I didn't immediately register the word 'pregnant'. I must of looked like an idiot. "They even told me if it was a boy or a girl, you wanna know?" "Jesus, Jillian, you're pregnant?! We're having a baby?!" She made a face and kissed my cheek. "Yes! That's what I said. We're having a girl they think...oops!" "A girl?! Hmmm. What's her name gonna be?" Actually, I wasn't as surprised as I figured I'd be at the news. Even before Jill was on birth control we didn't exactly use protection every time. I let Jill ramble on about names while I thought hard about my impending fatherhood. Jessie would be crushed, I obviously couldn't marry her now, I was sort of relieved. I wanted to be with Jill and now that she was pregnant, Jessie would have to understand. "Danny, I wanna name her after some sort of flower, like lily, or daisy, or rose, or buttercup..." "Buttercup?" She laughed, she was still pale and sickly looking, but I'd never seen her this happy. "Ok, that's not a real name, what you wanna name her?" Her eyes were shining. "I wanna name her 'Jillian', after my sweetheart." She smiled and cuddled with me. We were silent for a few minutes. "Doctor said I have to change some of my drugs and I can't take some others." I read between the lines. "Jill, they told you this baby could kill you, right?" She nodded. "I need you, promise me you'll do what's best for your health?" She frowned. "I have to have her, Danny." There was no arguing with the look on her face. "Jillian, you know better than me what a pregnancy can do to someone with CF." She pretended to watch TV, she was giving me the cold shoulder for even hinting at not having the baby for the reason that it might kill her. *** "Dan, you got her pregnant?!" Jessie was pissed, no kidding. "I've come to terms over the last few months with the fact that you want to be with her, but I mean this is too much. She has got to get an abortion, if you love her and if you ever loved me you'll help me and mom get her to agree to it." "I know, Jessie, I talk to the doctors too, look up the same stuff on the Internet. Jillian isn't going to have an abortion or endanger the baby. You know, it's not a guarantee of the worst, it's just a defined set of complications that doctors have dealt with successfully." She was eying me. "I kind of hate you, Dan. It's not all your fault, it's part mine and Jill's, but I mean, you're the one that got her pregnant. I could live with not being your wife, but not having my sister..." She was in tears, we hugged for a bit. "Even if everything goes well and the two of you have a beautiful baby and are happy together I don't want to see you or have any part in your life. I love my sister and I'll love my niece, but you don't mean anything to me now." I was taken aback by how hurt she was and how clearly she expressed it. *** "We're going home, home, home, Danny's taking us home, Baby." She sang at her stomach and rubbed her little bump as I drove us home. It was early December, right around when Jessie and me would of been married. Jillian was released from the hospital that morning. I'd gotten the day off from work to make sure she was comfortable coming home. "It's your birthday next week, wanna have a party?" "Yes." We made it in the door but not up the stairs. She pretty much attacked me in the vestibule and we did it until we got to the second floor landing, took a break then did it again in the hallway on the way to the bedroom. *** We were in my bedroom, I was watching her get dressed for the her birthday party. Most of our friends, her sister, her cousins were already downstairs talking and drinking. That first week was the best, we were telling people we were together, were having a baby. She wasn't going to return to work at the supermarket. I'd come home and she'd be there waiting, it was pretty ideal. Jill was arranging her hair, she'd chosen a flimsy black dress with a white bow around her middle. "You look gorgeous, Jilly. Are you ready to go down to your party?" She stood in front of me as I lay on the bed, she flipped her dress up in the front and I got a peek of her naked puss. The fact that she wasn't wearing panties was sexy, but I'd never seen her all shaved. I was immediately aroused. She saw and giggled. "That's a thank you for throwing me a party, Danny. But we better go down now, so settle him down." I stroked her silky leg and kissed her almost unnoticeable baby bump. She took my hand and dragged me out of bed. She was anxious because everyone was over because of her, but she settled down and was having a great time, playing games, laughing. She was drinking her juice, everyone else was a little tipsy, Jessie was being sweet to her, totally ignoring me. When Jill got up off the couch she flashed everyone. "Jill, if you're not gonna wear panties you've got to keep your legs together." Jessie didn't say it very loud, but her cousins heard and laughed. Jillian was absolutely embarrassed, she went into the kitchen. I sat down next to Jessie. "You embarrassed her, go tell her you're sorry." She had daggers in her eyes, then her face fell and she began crying. I started to say something but she got up and disappeared. She was a little drunk, so was I. It was actually getting late and since Party Girl had disappeared and someone was crying just about everyone left within ten minutes. I went into the kitchen but no one was there, searched the whole downstairs then went up to my bedroom. Jill and Jessie were on the bed hugging and crying. They saw me and wiped their tears. "What's wrong?" I sat down on the bed next to them. "We were just talking." Jessie was quiet. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her ring and handed it to me. "I should've given it back sooner..." I'd already gotten a new engagement ring for Jillian, I was actually going to give it to her after everyone left. "No problem..." "Happy birthday, Jilly, I guess I'll go." Jill grabbed her. "No, you can't drive, stay over with us. Plus it's freezing outside and so warm and toasty right here." Jessie hesitated, looked at me. "Yeah, stay over, the birthday girl wishes it so." "Ok." Jessie took off her shoes and whispered something to Jill who lay in the middle between us. Jillian shimmied out of her dress and lay absolutely naked, her arms over her head holding her dress. She looked at me and I ran my hand over her thigh. Jessie broke our trance. "Jilly, you have the best nipples." The two girls giggled. Jessie pinched one of them and Jill squealed and turned over to hide them. "Her bottom is my favorite, it's so small and round, I wanna use it for my pillow." I put my cheek to her cheek, she wiggled her butt around. She got up from under me and tugged my sweater off and unbuckled my belt. I was confused, considering Jessie was laying next to her. Jessie's Sister, Jill Ch. 02 "C'mon Danny, I can't be the only one all naked." "Yeah, Danny, get naked for Birthday Girl." Jessie was half-asleep. Jill was wide awake. I took my pants off, and she pressed herself to me to kiss. It was the feeling of her belly pressed against mine that really turned me on. I forgot Jessie was there for a few minutes. "I love you." I stroked her cheek, she was holding my cock, stroking me. "Do you love Peanut Baby too?" She held my hand over her belly. "Yes." I got between her legs, held myself over her, played with her hair in my fingers and kissed her pout. She guided me into her body, the slow opening of her moist channel to my hard cock, the nudge and finally all of me buried in her. Jessie was watching. I fucked Jill tenderly. "Ahh, eeh, oh god." Jill was whimpering, I looked down and saw Jessie rubbing her sister's arm. I placed my mouth to her breast and suckled, I felt a hand against my cheek, since Jillian had her arms around my neck I figured it was Jessie. I didn't stop penetrating Jillian, just escaped her arms to survey the scene. Jessie had her head on Jill's shoulder now, she was watching my penis disappear into her sister's puss. Jillian's head was turned, she was lost in the pleasure. Jessie turned her head and took Jill's nipple into her mouth and slowly sucked it, eliciting new sounds from Jillian. Jill came moments later, after she figured out her sister was mouthing her little boob. "Uhh, noooo, bad girl." She tried to removed her sister's mouth from her breast but she was weak from cumming. I held myself in her as she came, brought my head down to suck her other breast, cheek to cheek with my ex-girlfriend. "Kiss me." I stopped playing with her breast and stuck my tongue in her mouth, we made out and I began moving in her again. She was still so tight. I moved away from her mouth to concentrate on fucking her and Jessie took my place and kissed her briefly on the mouth, then she lay back on her shoulder to watch me fuck Jill. Jessie stared at me, she looked sad and happy and turned on all at the same time. I held her eyes as I fucked Jill with more intensity, I was about to come. "Jessie kiss Danny." She'd been quiet for a few minutes, she saw how Jessie was watching me. I moved my mouth toward her and she closed her eyes, I kissed her soft and she stuck her tongue into my mouth. I came in Jillian as I sucked on her sister's tongue. It was probably the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. When I finished cumming I pulled my mouth away from Jessie and pressed my body to Jillian's, buried my face in her hair on the bed. She wrapped herself around me and crushed me to her. "Happy birthday, sweetheart." She groaned when I finally removed my slick cock from the mess of her puss. I lay back on the other side of Jillian and saw her caressing Jessie's cheek. They said something to each other that I couldn't make out then kissed briefly. Jill sat up and pulled the blankets over us. She turned to me and said goodnight and kissed me. She fell asleep with her head against my chest and arms around my middle, while spooning with her big sister. Jessie's Sister, Jill Her lips were small, oozing moisture, incredibly warm. Actually the more we kissed the hotter she felt, almost burning. In my exploration of her cunny I'd managed to pull her panties down about half-way on her ass and just enough in the front that my hand had easy access to her. She finally found my cock after an agonizingly long movement by her hand from my chest to stomach to shorts, and finally she grasped it as I was hard and poking through the opening in the front of my shorts. "I wish I could see, it's too dark." The first thing she says. "Want me to turn the lights on?" I was joking but she paused like she was considering it. "Oh, no, this is good." When she figured out what I was doing with her top she obliged and helped me get it off. She hadn't been wearing a bra and the first grasp of her breasts in my palms was mind numbing. Her little nipples poked my palms. But her breasts weren't the missing kind of small, they were just large enough for fondling. I had to break away from sucking on her neck and earlobe to suck on her nipple. Her hand was still feeling out my package, I got my boxers half-down, enough that her hand could get in and stroke a little. "Danny, take your shirt off, please?" I kissed her other breast then took my shirt and boxers all the way off. She lay beside me almost entirely naked, her panties weren't really covering anything so I pulled them down past her knees and then off. The perv in me had me smelling her scent from her underwear. It made my cock throb in her hand. She didn't really know how to give a hand job, she just squeezed and ran her fingers over the head. "Lay all the way on your back, Jilly." She took her hand off my dick and lay back, I could tell her expression in the dark, she was anxious/nervous. I craned my neck so I could lick her slit, as she lay with her legs mostly together. She tasted like nothing else, she was sopping wet and I tasted her insides and nibbled on her clit, she arched up against my mouth and instinctively opened her legs farther, giving me more of her to taste and enhancing her pleasure. I kissed her stomach then returned to her mouth, my cock touched her leg and she jumped, but she continued to explore my mouth with hers. "Want me to get a condom, Jill?" I got as close as I had to, to look in her eyes. She was stunning, I wish I could've seen the color of her cheeks in a little more light 'though. "Yes, Danny." I kissed her neck and rolled over to my nightstand. It didn't take a minute to locate the rubber in its box and open the package. I turned back toward her to roll it on so she could see. I kissed her again and slowly worked my way between her legs, parting them inch by inch 'til I was on my elbows above her, her legs holding my sides. I had my cock at her entrance mashing around and running from the bottom of her moist slit to her hood. "Want me to make love to you, Jilly?" "Yes, Danny." She was already biting her lip, anticipating the discomfort. I took my cock in hand and placed it against her entrance and slowly pushed, she breathed in and held, I had the head in. I kissed her and pushed in farther, she was super-tight, finally I felt her hymen and plunged past her virginity. "Ouch! Unnh, oh God!" I paused while she whimpered away the pain. "You ok, Jilly?" She nodded, she was tense as hell. I pulled out a little then pushed back in. Repeated, 'til I was pubic bone to pubic bone with her. She moaned, it was finally feeling better for her, she wasn't as tense. I kissed her neck and stroked her cheek. Her pussy was just better than any other I'd ever been in, not just because of how tight she was, the natural reaction of her body, the way it moved around my cock was unbelievable. I stroked myself in and out of her, we'd found a rhythm, she was cooing now. "You're so sexy, Jilly--gorgeous, sweet." I was plainly fucking her now, not slamming into her, just pulling out and plunging in and lightly grinding against her when I was deep. "I love you, Danny. Unnh, this is ahhh, better than I imagined." I pinched her nipple and sucked on her tongue when she came, she squeezed my prick to death and shuddered, it snuck up on her. When her vise vagina relaxed enough my own impending orgasm made its way. I slammed into her and came into the condom, then continued to jab for a half-minute. I didn't get off her right away, I lay on her, trying not to crush her, she hugged me to her and kissed my cheek and whispered that she loved me. We spent the next half-hour kissing and fondling. She lay immodest and let me possess her with my hands. We went again, this time she lay on top as I thrust up into her. We slept. "I see you peeking at me." It was morning, she caught me spying on her as she read a book of mine she'd lifted from the floor. "Good morning." She put the book down and started laughing. "What?" She gave my cock a stroke over the sheet. "It won't stop pointing at me." "It misses you, wants to go back home." She giggled, pulled the sheet up to her chin and stared, mouth open. I pulled the sheet down to uncover her breasts, bent down and sucked a nipple into my mouth. "Wanna try something?" She nodded. I got on my knees and maneuvered her onto her hands and knees. It took her a minute to figure it out, but then she parted her knees on the bed before me. I held her hip and paused, fumbling with the condom wrapper. Finally, I was in her, kissed her back, stroked her body, watched my dick slide into her. She was slippery, heavenly, I could go deeper than the night before. I slapped her ass lightly, it was so perky coming back toward me. "Danny! You're not being nice..." I pulled out, she whined, then I licked her in one long stroke from clit to ass. "Oh wow, that's weird." She squealed again as I pushed back into her in one stroke. I wasn't far from coming so I reached around her hip to rub her clit. She screeched and came hard after about a minute of that. I came in the condom and tossed it toward the waste basket, but it just landed with the other ones. She lay against me. "I'm glad it was dark, I think I might of freaked out if I saw that last night." She pointed toward the red stain on the sheet. "I'm sore, need to take a shower...wanna take a shower, Danny?" She seemed totally different from the girl I took to the carnival. I carried her to the bathroom, it didn't take long to get hard with her wet body slipping against mine. She just wanted to kiss at first, then she let me take her against the tiles. I was tapped out after that. I dried her off, she seemed satisfied. I changed the sheets and we went back to bed and slept. I looked at the clock, someone was coming up the steps. It was ten something, it must be Jessie. Then I realized, panicked, that it must be Jessie and I sat up to figure out what I should do. She was already in the doorway, smiling first, Jill was still asleep, she searched the scene then her face fell. "Hey, Jess." She turned and went back down the stairs. She wasn't exactly pissed, I went after her, first slipped my shorts on 'though. I found her skulking in the kitchen. "Hey, Jessie." She didn't say anything for a few minutes. "Jesus, Danny, what did you do to her? There were half-a-dozen condoms on the floor." "You should talk to her." She walked away from me when I came toward her. "I hope you didn't treat her like a slut, Dan. I'm upset with you." Jill came in a beat after the pause between us. "Oh, hi Jessie." She was sheepish, she didn't know Jess was here until she walked in wrapped in the sheet. "Get your clothes, Jill, I'm tired and want to get home." She obediently left to retrieve her clothes. It was mostly awkward as she let me hug her and try to make plans with her. She was cold to me, Jill returned and Jess said goodbye and waited for her sister. Jill looked like she was a deer caught, she looked at me then her sister not sure what she should do. Finally she hopped over to me and hugged me then left with her sister. *** "I'm sorry, I was just shocked at the evidence..." Days of cold shoulder, Jessie finally gave in and went out with me, I talked to Jill on the phone about it but I hadn't seen her since that morning. "But I am happy that she really liked it. So you're off the hook." *** "I haven't seen you in forever." "I know. I missed you too, it's been what, four days?" I had Jill on the coach at her house after I picked her up and took her home from work. Back into the normal schedule of things, except we made out when we got back to her house instead of watching TV or playing a board game. "Can I see you every day?" Her face flushed, she kept smiling. "Yes, Danny." She held my hand and just kept smiling at me. "You wanna watch your baseball game?" Yankees/Red Sox was on. "Nah. You like baseball?" "I went to all your home games didn't I?" A lot of the away games too, her and Jessie in the bleachers yelling at me when I was at bat and ignoring the rest of the game. "Yes, you did, my personal cheerleading section." "Yeah, I don't like baseball, Jessie doesn't either... You used to take us for ice cream after, that's why I went." "You didn't go to see me hit line drives off the outfield wall and field my position expertly?" She laughed. "I also went so I could pretend you were my boyfriend too." "Oh boy, what were you, ten?" She pinched my arm. "When you were a senior I was fourteen and we went to the same school!" "I remember you in eighth grade. I drove you home all the time. I remember when we went to the mall after school and your sister got you your first bra." Her face flushed. "She told you?! That nasty snitch said she wouldn't." "I thought it was cute. Your training bra wasn't doing the job anymore, your little boobies poking out." "Too bad they haven't grown much since..." She inspected her chest. "They're perfect. Symmetry and perkiness always wins over size, naked anyway." She bit her lip. "You think so?" She studied me, I changed the subject. "I'm thinking about going camping next weekend, you ever been camping?" "Camping? No." "That's a shame. You wanna go?" "Yes." She was sitting in my lap, her dark brown hair never colored. My impossibly sweet and fragile doll. "I can ask Lora to work for me on Saturday, I've Sunday off. Do you think I should get my hair cut before we go?" She hardly ever cut her hair, it was always down to the middle of her back. "I like it long, if you get it cut you won't get it above your shoulders?" "No. I guess I'll just wait." I tried to kiss her but she held my face back. "Can I have a kiss please?" "If you make me a cheese sandwich." It's amazing how much more confident she seemed now. "I'll make you anything if you give me a kiss, Jilly." After the grilled cheese I'd managed to get her top off on her bed, played with her and kissed, but we were interrupted when her sister pulled into the drive. God, I remembered that I was engaged to Jessie and felt terrible. Really, if I chose or didn't, I'd be scummy. It was all Jessie's idea too...probably not my falling for her sister though. *** "You're going camping? Jill's going?" Jess was puzzled. "Yeah, she's never been camping and I asked and she said she wanted to." She frowned. "Dan, she can't go out to the middle of nowhere..." "Jill's an adult, she can decide if it's safe for her to leave home for a couple days. Besides, if it came down to it, I already figured out where the nearest emergency center is--a 25 minute drive from the park." "I've never been camping..." "You've always had an excuse not to go or never wanted to...I've asked plenty, Jessie." She dropped the subject. *** She wore her sunglasses beside me on our two hour drive to the state park. Her legs were summer tan even though it was a week away from fall, 'though it was supposed to be in the mid-80's. "You think the water will be too cold to go swimming? I brought my suit." "We can go swimming, the lake won't be bad. Too bad you brought your bathing suit though." She giggled. "I still have to get to the edge of the water, Danny..." "I brought two fishing poles too." "I've never been fishing either, I don't know if I want to." "That's fine, we have plenty to do." She smirked trying to hold back a laugh. The trip was pleasant, it was late in the afternoon by the time we arrived. We pulled into the designated camping area, parked and walked to the actual site. "Wow, I didn't think it'd be this foresty. There's no one around." "People don't really go camping after Labour Day, some come in October to see the leaves. Plus the individual sites are spread out pretty good." "We have the whole forest to ourselves then." I spent a couple minutes putting up the tent, she sat on a stone and watched. "Danny, make me a fire so I can cook us dinner." It took a while finding the right wood and then actually getting the kindling to light. She had a scarf in her hair, I asked her if I could borrow it to light the fire. "No way!" And then it lit. She was very good at cooking things on the fire. "You sure you never been camping before? You're very good at camping cooking." "I know, I am very good." It was dark now, she was sitting against me in front of the fire, I wanted to get her in the tent. Moments later the first crack of thunder made her jump to me. "Danny, let's go in the tent." She was scared. The first flash of lightning made her run into the tent. I spread the ashes, left some stuff lying out and followed her into the tent. She was in her sleeping bag smiling, the big flashlight in her hand. "Get in with me, I'm scared." I climbed in, she was out of her shorts, goosebumps all over. "I'll take care of you, you're sweet to me. Too bad about the weather, I thought tonight would be nice out." The rain began pelting the tent roof. She wrapped her arms around me and intertwined her legs with mine. "This is a nice date, I don't care if it rains." "You're a cheap date." She bit my neck. "I thought you were a good boy, now I know you're not." I stroked her hair. "You're still a good girl." I rubbed her puss over her panties, she cooed and rubbed her hair into my cheek. "Wait, I have a surprise, get out of my sleeping bag." "But the only surprise I want is in here." She pushed me out. "Now, sit facing the corner and keep your eyes closed or I won't let you back in my sleeping bag." She rummaged around for a bit and it seemed like it took forever for her to do whatever it was she was doing, finally she told me I could turn around. When I saw her my heart skipped a beat, she was sitting on her sleeping bag in white stockings, tiny panties and a black bra. When she moved to adjust the flashlight I discovered her panties were a thong. "Can I touch?" She giggled, nodded, then came to me. "I got this outfit just for you..." I felt the fabric over her thigh, the tops of the stockings had bows on them. "Only to look at?" "For you to look at, then take off." "We don't have to take your stockings off." I stroked her legs and stared into her eyes, she was heated, this different creature than the one from months before, even different than the girl of days before. She was perfect, her lips were shiny. "What's your dream job, Jilly?" "My dream job?!" I kissed her fingers while she thought about it. "That's easy. I wanna make a naked baby and stay at home and wash her in the sink and make dinner for my amazing husband." "You'll be the best wife and mother." She kissed me, licked my lips. "You smell like campfire and taste like rain." I wrapped her arms around me and pulled her into my lap, sucking on her neck. "You taste like you." We were in full make-out mode, she was grinding lightly against me, then she stopped. "Danny, I really have to pee." I continued nibbling at her neck. "Danny, I really have to pee and it's raining..." I stopped my explorations. "There's a bathroom about a mile back, we could run to the car and drive there..." "That's too far, I really gotta go. I'll just go outside. Come with me?" I smiled and she wrapped herself up in her jacket, still in her stockings. We slipped shoes on and wandered in the rain a dozen yards from the tent, she was looking for the right tree I guess. "Right here, Danny. I never peed in the woods before...face the other way." I turned around, the rain was still pretty heavy even under the trees. She finished and grabbed me and ran back to the tent. "I'm freezing, we're soaked. My secret outfit's ruined." She took off everything. Her nipples were poking out. I undressed to match her. She was shivering. "Let's get in my sleeping bag." I was completely hard, she pushed it with her belly when we were face to face in my sleeping bag. I kissed her soft lips for a minute. She stroked my cock and placed it against her pussy, rubbing the head over her lips. "Let me get a condom from my bag." She brought her knee to my hip, opening herself, putting the tip of my cock in her. "Jilly, I should wear a condom." I pulled back, held her hand. "No, you don't have to, I started the pill when I was in the hospital last." She moved me back to her entrance and pushed me into her. Pure heat, I became aware of how cold it was in the tent when I was introduced to her wet warmth. She squeezed me and adjusted, I was in her, pelvis to pelvis. "Oh, jeeze, I remember it now...uhhh, so good, Danny." She buried her face in my neck as I gently dug into her with my cock. I moved on top of her, her breathing was heavier and more ragged. "You ok, Jill?" She closed her eyes and nodded. I rubbed her leg while I drove deeper into her. She moaned, which I took as a good sign and fucked her harder. She whined and cooed in my ear. "You make me feel so sexy, Danny. Come in me." I thought I was good to go for a while longer, but when she said that I knew I had less than a minute in her incredible vagina. I fucked her, and I thought I might have been a little too rough because her face was in a strange wince, but she came underneath me, her vagina squeezing my cock as I ejaculated deep into her womb. "You're amazing, Jilly. I love you." She kissed me hard, attacked my tongue, I licked her lips, teased her, licked her teeth until I was soft in her. I lay next to her, let some air into the sleeping bag because it was so hot, but it got cold quick and she climbed on me and put her head on my chest. "I like how we smell together. It's like that weird kind of stinkiness that you can't help sniffing... I love you, Danny." "Jill, I want you to move in with me when we get back." She looked up at me surprised. "What about Jessie?"