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Party of Five Ch. 01

By: VertigoJ



Chapter 1

Josh lay on his side in bed, watching the minutes tick by on the digital alarm clock beside him. The luminous green figures lent the room an eerie, alien glow that mingled with soft rays of the moon outside. It looked a depressing scene; fit for the occasion, Josh thought. He held his breath as the clock hit midnight and then exhaled, whispering to himself "Happy Birthday", before turning over and falling asleep.

* * *

Josh woke again that night, at around four o'clock in the morning, busting to go to the toilet. After emptying his bladder, he found himself looking in the mirror, his face lit up only by the moonlight, making him look like an ivory replica of himself. Not wanting to turn on the lights and blind himself, he leaned closer and explored his face.

For the first time in years, he thought, his acne was actually receding quite a bit, his face looking a lot clearer. He knew better than to get his hopes up, but couldn't prevent a small smile from gracing his lips.

Those accursed spots had plagued him for years, certainly longer than any of his friends, who had enjoyed at least a year of pimple-free experiences. Josh found that he could trace almost all of his problems in life back to his acne, which prevented him from doing things he knew he could otherwise do; talking to girls, going to parties, looking people in the eye as he spoke to them, flirting with female shop assistants as he visited expensive clothing stores to buy the latest in haute couture. He knew, of course, he was a long way from the latter, financially speaking, but he was free to dream.

And dream he did, of what his life would be like when his face cleared up. He had pictured, more times than he could remember, what he would say to Valerie, who he had been intoxicated with since early high school. Now, in his final year, he had feared it would be too late to ever reveal his feelings to her. He wondered now, looking in the mirror again, whether things were finally set to change – whether he was finally free.

Snorting derisively, he returned to his bed, and dreamt not of Valerie, as he usually did, but of giant pears and a homicidal orang-utan.

* * *

"JOSH!"

"Argh!" Josh cried out, sitting up blindly in bed and waving his arms about, batting away something invisible. He was forced to pause for a moment, letting the blood flow back into his head. Once it had, he blinked his eyes open and looked around his room, his vision sharpening.

He saw, to his right, his older sister's face grinning at him with cruel delight. She burst out laughing. Josh scowled at her, seizing his pillow and flinging it bodily at her.

"Jacquie, you stupid bitch," he exclaimed heatedly. Jacquie's eyes went wide, as did her mouth, apparently shocked and no longer laughing. She slapped his shoulder, hard.

"Watch your mouth," she warned, though the glee in her eyes belied her anger. "You don't call a girl a bitch unless you really mean it."

Josh stared blankly at her. "Your point?"

Jacquie slapped him again and stormed out of the room. Sighing in frustration, Josh fell back onto his bed and shut his eyes again, willing sleep to return. It didn't.

Now fuming, Josh threw the covers off himself and stomped into the bathroom, stripping his clothes off and showering in record time. (He usually took half-hour showers, to the irritation of his mother and sisters.) Living in a house with four other women meant certain cosmetic comforts had to be kept to a minimum, which meant using the bathroom for a total of five minutes each morning, making absolutely, positively sure Josh hadn't left a single hair in the sink after shaving, and always remembering not to confuse Dawn's sixty dollar facial cream with the shampoo. It was a hard life.

The reason Josh lived with four other women was that his father had, when Josh was five years old, assumed his responsibilities to his family were at an end, and consequently decided to move to France with his secretary. Josh wasn't sure if he believed that – the boss/secretary affair just seemed like such a cliché. Maybe his father had actually been a covert government agent who had gone into hiding after a compromised mission; perhaps he had been an activist for Greenpeace, found and killed after he discovered a secret testing facility in the Antarctic where Walrus' were biogenetically modified into marine assassins; or possibly he was a covert government agent who had been eaten by biogenetically modified Walrus' while on assignment in Antarctica. Whatever his fate, Josh didn't care. He was never openly hostile towards his erstwhile father, but neither was he at all concerned with the man's welfare, considering he had left Josh's mother alone with her four children. Still, Josh found it helped the healing process to let his imagination run wild, which he did frequently.

His father, though, wasn't the only feature of his rampant imagination. More often than not – indeed, once ever five seconds, according to a study he'd read – Josh's mind would be overcome by sex, sex and just a little bit more sex. He supposed it was normal to be obsessed with all things sex at his age; he was less certain whether or not an 18-year-old virgin was considered commonplace. He just wished he could exhibit some control over his urges, which, he guessed, meant feeding them – something he was not ready to do just yet. Still, constantly gawking at pornography, followed by frequent masturbation sessions, really did lose its novelty after a few thousand times.

By now, Josh was dressed in his school uniform (white shirt and grey chinos) and heading downstairs with his towel and dirty clothes clutched in a bundle under his arm. He deposited the bundle into the washing hamper and walked into the kitchen, where Jacquie and Alice, his sister's – both older – were eating cereal at the table, and his mother, Laura, was sipping a mug of steaming coffee (quite possibly her third already) and speaking on the phone. Dawn, his other sister, also older, was nowhere to be seen.

"No, no, Marcy," Laura was saying, "the deadline is Thursday. Yeah. Yeah. Uh huh. Yeah." Josh phased out the rest of his mother's illuminating conversation.

Now several steps into the room, all three women turned and looked at Josh with amused expressions, his mother's mingled with what appeared to be sympathy.

"What?" Josh asked, wishing Alice would shove her spoon in her mouth to muffle her giggles.

Jacquie waved her own spoon in the air, looking mirthful. "Saturday," she said succinctly.

Josh looked down at his clothes, then up at his sisters. "Shit!" He spun on his heel and stomped back upstairs, his sisters' now unrestrained laughter following him up, along with the sound of his mother saying: "Leave him alone, girls."

As soon as Josh had slammed the door of his bedroom, he pulled his shirt over his head, without undoing the buttons, and fished around in his closet for a top to wear. He picked a plain black T-shirt and a pair of jeans, which he traded for his school pants. He didn't bother returning his school uniform to his closet, but let it lie strewn on the floor instead, which gave him a small amount of satisfaction. He spent another several minutes thinking about whether there was anything else he had forgotten, so as to spare himself further ridicule from the giggling chorus downstairs. Finally satisfied, he returned to the kitchen.

He was aware, as he bustled around the kitchen preparing himself a bowl of cereal, of his sisters' jovial gazes following him. He plonked his cereal down on the table and saturated it with milk before consuming it in large spoonfuls.

"So," Jacquie said, "have a nice sleep, Josh?"

Josh glared at her. "No thanks to you," he replied.

"Aw, come on," said Jacquie, "I was just messing around. It got you up didn't it?"

"It also nearly gave me a heart attack."

"Oh, stop exaggerating," Jacquie said.

"What did you do?" asked Alice.

"I just yelled his name. Once!"

Alice giggled. "And what did he do?"

"He did this..." Jacquie proceeded to wave her arms about like a drunken zombie.

"I did not," Josh spat, both the words and bits of cereal.

"Ugh," Jacquie groaned, flicking grains of wheat and soggy sultanas off her blouse. "Gross."

Josh laughed. "Serves you right."

Jacquie finished her cereal, placed her bowl in the sink and walked towards the stairs, hitting Josh on the back of the head on her way.

"Ow!" Josh bellowed. He glared at her back for a while before turning back to his cereal. Alice was giving him a placatory smile.

"She's just teasing," she said.

Josh felt his anger abate, now that Jacquie was out of the room. She was always the mischievous one, and the eldest, at twenty-four. The truth was Josh didn't really mind her playful antics, and was usually even livelier himself. Today, however, he wasn't in the mood. Alice's calming tones, though, had a soothing effect on him, as they usually did when she played the peacemaker. She was four years younger than Jacquie, at twenty years old, and definitely the easiest to get along with out of Josh's three sisters. She could even be shy at times in public, Josh had noticed, which he thought was cute.

And then there was Dawn, the middle sister, or second eldest child. She was twenty-two and something of a nemesis to Josh. They just plain didn't get along. They fought, they squabbled, they quarrelled, they bickered – they did just about everything except kill each other, though they often came close. Dawn, and not Jacquie, was the true source of the practical jokes and carefully placed insults. She liked to go out a lot though, which suited Josh fine. She also seemed, to Josh, a bit of a slut, always going out with guys and wearing those skimpy clothes. Josh thought he would rather endure Jacquie's torment any day than be locked in a room alone with Dawn for even five minutes. They would surely kill each other then.

Luckily, Dawn seemed to be out already, which meant Josh was able to finish his cereal in peace. Laura had just finished her phone call, and was collecting her handbag and jacket, ready for work.

Josh's mother worked to support the family, as did Dawn and Alice. Josh and Jacquie saw to the housework and meals, which made for a good arrangement. After Josh's father had walked out, Jacquie found that she had been forced to take on most of the adult responsibility in the house, whilst her mother was out working. She didn't mind it at all, though, and the constant help from Josh made the work a lot easier.

All four children felt they had something of a duty to stay at home and help their mother, rather than move out periodically, leaving her alone. They found that no one really suffered from this arrangement. Laura though, was extremely thankful for the kindness of her kids, who meant the world to her. As a result, she was always lenient when it came to their socialising, which, Josh guessed, was part of the reason why Dawn was such a harlot. 

"I'll see you later, kids," Laura said, kissing both Alice and Josh on the head. "Bye, Jacquie," she called out loudly, before leaving.

"What are you grinning about?" Alice asked Josh, eyeing him suspiciously.

"Huh?" Josh thought about this for a moment, and then realised he had been amused by thinking of Dawn as a harlot. He could insult her as much as he liked in his head, and she was none the wiser. "Oh, nothing."

Josh finished off the last of his cereal and washed his bowl in the sink. Alice came over and he took her bowl, washing it too.

"Thanks," she said, pushing herself up to sit on the bench. Kicking her legs like a child, she asked, "So, what are you doing today?"

Josh began loading the two bowls into the dishwasher. "I don't know," he replied. "Read a book maybe."

Alice stared off into space, as she often did, before turning back to look at Josh. She smiled. "Okay," she said, then jumped down off the bench, crossed the kitchen and threw her arms around Josh, hugging him tightly. "Happy Birthday."

Josh felt himself redden from the contact, which was something he got very little of, despite the fact that he lived with four women. He supposed he should be better suited to female company, considering this fact, and he guessed he was – just...not the contact. He put one arm around Alice awkwardly, thankful for the wet dishtowel in his other hand, providing a convenient excuse.

Alice pulled back, though she left her arms on her brother's shoulders. "They didn't forget," she said. "Mom's just busy and Jacquie probably forgot after you spat on her top."

"Yeah, I guess," Josh replied, somewhat dejectedly, though he had no idea why. He didn't really care that he had just turned eighteen, so why should he expect anyone else to?. Josh just didn't assign much importance to birthdays. Parties either, especially his own. He found the whole idea of throwing yourself a party rather vain.

Alice leaned her head a little closer to Josh's. "Trust me," she said, "they didn't forget."

Following Alice's words, the next two that popped into Josh's head were 'surprise' and 'party'. Oh, no, he thought. Please, no.

He was about to wring Alice for further information when she turned and headed upstairs, probably to get ready for work. Josh found himself staring at her bare calves as she went, and scolded himself mentally. Sick, pervert freak. He went back to loading the dishwasher.

Five minutes later, Jacquie came bounding back downstairs and into the kitchen where she walked up behind her brother and put her hands on his shoulders.

"Hey," she said. "Sorry about before; I was just riling you up."

Josh turned, no longer feeling that intense anger that he had associated with his eldest sister's face since this morning. "Yeah, I know," he replied. "I was just in a bad mood."

"I noticed that," Jacquie pointed out, moving to wipe the stray water droplets off the bench with a sponge. "How come?"

Josh shrugged. Jacquie looked sidelong at him.

"It's not 'cause of your birthday is it?"

Josh turned and looked at her.

"Because I didn't forget. I just know how much you hate us making a fuss over it, so I refrained from putting sloppy wet kisses all over your face." She smiled.

Josh smiled back. "I think it was just the way in which I was woken up this morning," he said cynically.

"So it wasn't the embarrassment at getting sloppy wet kisses all over your face?"

"No," Josh replied absently, putting a plate in the dishwasher. Then, he spun around extraordinarily fast. "I mean, yes!" he yelled, but it was too late.

Jacquie grabbed his arms and started planting kisses all over his cheeks. She didn't have much trouble, as she and Josh were the same height, unlike Dawn and Alice who were slightly shorter than the two.

"Blech," Josh cried. "Get off me."

Jacquie released him and surveyed his face with a jovial expression, disappointed she hadn't put lipstick on, which would have made the moment funnier.

Josh was scrubbing at his face furiously with the back of his hand. "Don't do that!" he cried indignantly.

Jacquie laughed. "Boys bash; girls kiss," she said simply. "Get used to it."

"I think I could," Josh replied, "if it weren't my sister doing it."

"Oh, boo hoo," Jacquie teased, flouncing out of the room. It wasn't Jacquie's calves that Josh found himself looking at, but the swaying of her ass, which looked incredibly tight and extremely...

Ah, get a hold of yourself man!

He turned back to the dishes.

* * *

Alice left for work at around one o'clock. Josh was masturbating in his room at the time, and so he didn't see her leave. He came rather blandly, not really extracting any enjoyment from the experience. It did, however, get rid of some of those nasty hormones for a while – specifically the next few minutes, after which they would return in full force. Still, it would stop him from staring at Jacquie's breasts again, as he had been doing too often lately. She didn't exactly go around flaunting them, but they were large enough to be conspicuous to a partially blind eunuch, let alone a pubescent eighteen-year-old boy.

Josh always found the physical differences between his three sisters of interest, though only subconsciously so. Jacquie definitely had the largest breasts, though Alice and Dawn were certainly not flat, just average – in Dawn's case – and slightly larger than average – in Alice's case. They all had great legs, though only Dawn really showed them off. Jacquie's hair was a dark brown colour, like mahogany mostly, even in the way it could appear a crimson colour when lit up by the sun. Alice was honey blonde, lighter than the other two but also longer, by an inch or so. Dawn's hair was identical in most regards to Jacquie's hair, though she had chased it with a series of blonde streaks, which, Josh hated to admit, looked quite sexy. All three girls, however, were similar in their build, being slim to average, and all three were highly appealing.

Josh often wondered whether the reason he was so constantly horny was because of the enormous volume of pheromones that must be floating around the air inside the house. It was an intelligent theory, he thought, and one he clung to, to explain away the awkward moments like watching his sisters' calves and asses, or jerking himself off after he brushed up against their breasts in the hallway. Overall, it was a good system for him.

And it received a lot of use, like at the present moment, when Josh looked down to realise he had been stroking his cock the whole time he had been thinking of his sisters, making it painfully hard again. Almost impulsively, he justified the action, telling himself it was perfectly normal. He refused to oblige his member though, and hastily zipped it back inside his jeans before making his way back downstairs.

Jacquie was in the lounge room, dusting. Josh walked in and stretched himself out on one of the sofas, turning on the TV by the remote.

"No homework?" Jacquie inquired.

"It's my birthday," Josh replied.

"I suppose so. But you're not just going to watch day-time TV all day are you?"

Josh grunted lazily, his eyes fixed on the television. Jacquie went about her dusting, working around the prone body of her brother, asking him to occasionally "lift your leg" or "move your head". When she'd finished, she stood with her hands on her hips, surveying the room. Satisfied, she plopped down on the armrest of the sofa Josh was reclined on. She thought for a moment, then turned to him.

"Hey, Josh..."

"Mmm," he muttered by way of reply.

"I want to ask you something."

Josh was silent. Sighing, Jacquie picked up the remote and muted the TV.

"Hey, I was watching that," Josh complained.

"Too bad, I need to ask you something."

Josh sighed and pushed himself into a sitting position, his back leaning on the opposite armrest. "What?"

"Okay," Jacquie began. "Say you were going out with this girl, who you really liked, but she'd slept with your best friend behind your back. Then she decides she doesn't want to keep doing that, and actually likes you more – would you want her to tell you about it or just keep it a secret?"

By the end of Jacquie's question, Josh's mouth was hanging open, his eyes were wide and his eyebrows were lost somewhere in his hair. He tried several times to speak before he found he could.

"You're sleeping with your boyfriend's best friend?" he choked out.

Jacquie threw a cushion at him. "Not me, you idiot. Dawn!"

"Oh," Josh said, settling back on the sofa and returning to the realm of believability. He then promptly started to laugh. "What a slut," he said.

Jacquie threw another cushion at him. "Don't," she warned, looking quite serious this time – serious enough to wipe Josh's smile off his face. "She has feelings too you know."


Party of Five Ch. 01



The call came on Monday afternoon.

"We can discuss everything over coffee. Are you free tomorrow, say 9:30?" Mark asked. 

"That will work, I'll see you then," said Chloe.

Mark had seen success at an early age and now was thriving with his movie theater franchises. Money wasn't an issue. He wanted to do something for himself. After weighing his options, he put the math together. He had a fantastic physique, loved women and had those years of dance lessons forced on him as a child by his mother.

He had become a private exotic dancer.

He had only done two jobs, but received great feedback from his clients. His first job was given by a friend who wanted to cheer up her divorced cousin. Despite the heavy-set body of his first client, he wanted to give his all. $100, a happy customer and a referral. Not too bad. They got a little better along the way. He second job was a randy group of housewives. At times he felt he was going to be torn apart, but he got out of there with $400 plus another $200 in tips.

Then came Chloe.

The organizer of the housewives had referred Mark to Chloe. Mark only worked by referrals. It made it easier to know he was doing a good job. Chloe called with an invitation for a party, while Mark wanted to meet with her to lay down the rules and get everything straight.

By the time their meeting rolled around, Mark had been up for over four hours. Following a morning workout and four-mile run, he had more than enough time to be ready. He sat patiently, in a tan three-piece suit with a white shirt and a blue tie. He didn't like flaunting his money, but he was more than willing to play the part for a potential client.

Chloe walked in to the coffee shop. She was dressed as any college student would be dressed, in a hooded sweatshirt, tight jeans and tennis shoes. Her fashion didn't hide her natural beauty and jet-black hair, cut to her shoulders. Mark was slightly taken aback at her 5'11" height.

Mark rose to greet Chloe and shook her hand. After sitting, Mark started his inquiry. "So, what kind of party are we talking about?"

Chloe began, "Well, our college volleyball season finished this weekend, and we had a somewhat cheesy year-end party held by our coaches. It was PG fun, but we want to have our own fun."

Mark liked the idea of cute college students to dance for. Chloe continued, "Myself and another teammate rent a house and we want to host our own year-end party and you will be the main attraction."

"It sounds like a great time," Mark said. "Now, I have a contract that protects myself as well as you and anyone else at the party. If it doesn't sound like something you want to do, the coffee is on me and we can go our separate ways. If it sounds good, we'll move forward on Friday night."

"Sounds clear enough," said Chloe.

"Great," said Mark. He pulled out a one-page contract with a carbon-copy behind the original. The nameplate Long Services emblazoned at the top. 

"Everything is very basic," Mark said. "You can either pay $100 per hour, or $500 for the whole night. Tips are encouraged, but not required. I will bring some props, outfits and music. You will not need to provide anything."

"Now this is very important. The state laws are very clear. Any 'extra' activity while I am under contract can be considered prostitution. That is not something I am doing. But, at any time during the night, you can pay an extra $100 and it releases me from service."

"All that does is no longer bound me to my contract. I am no longer a contract worker and I can do anything of my own free will. I will not do anything I am not comfortable with. Also, if at any point you are uncomfortable and want me to leave, I will refund any time that was not used if prepaid."

"Any questions?" Mark asked.

Chloe asked, "So, if we pay another $100, the contract is done and you can go home if you want?"

"Technically," Mark said. "But you can pay me the $100 at any time and I can go home. Or, I can stay and enjoy the party with you as your guest by my own free will. Do you understand?" 

Mark gave a sly look, while Chloe smiled in return and said she understood. 

"Also, I will need a list of all the ladies at the party. Again, this is for yours and my protection," Mark said. "I also need to be assured of no men attending the party. I won't dance for men, for obvious reasons. And try to limit jealous boyfriends to a minimum."

Chloe prepaid $500 for the whole night as they shook hands and parted ways. 

Mark went home and began to prepare for Friday night at 8:00.

Chloe had called Thursday night and requested the policeman uniform. Mark showed up to the modestly-sized, but welcoming home that Friday night. He already noticed a half-dozen cars out front and walked up to the door in his uniform and aviator sunglasses.

When Chloe answered the door, Mark almost fell over. She was dressed in a tight white button-up shirt that emphasized her modest, yet well-rounded breasts. Her shirt was complimented by her crinkled and styled hair and a tight, waist-high black skirt stopping just above her knees. With her high heels, she was only a few inches shorter than Mark's 6'5" frame.

She smiled and invited him in to the hoops and hollers of the other party goers. As he entered the living room, he tried his best to remain in character, but could hardly contain his glee as he scanned the room of 12 beautiful, in-shape college volleyball players.

Mark began his program by pulling out a small pad of golden star stickers. "Before I begin, I need to know which ones of you lawbreakers has a boyfriend or husband. This way, I won't take any 'liberties' with you ladies. Please raise your hand."

Five of the 12 women raised their hands, prompting Mark to place a sticker on each one of the ladies' shoulders.

"As for the rest of you, prepare to be frisked. GET ON THE WALL AND SPREAD 'EM!!!" Mark declared.

The seven remaining women lined up against the wall as Mark playfully went up and down the line, lightly groping each one or lightly poking them with his nightstick.

"Alright, time to break the law..." as Mark turned on the music from his boombox and began his routine. He ripped his shirt open and quickly threw it to one of the starred women sitting down. The seven women against the wall all sat down and started to scream.

Mark was tall, but he was by no means burly. He was more svelte and had a six-pack of abs to go along with his hard pecks, broad shoulders and toned arms. He eyed Chloe sitting next to her best friend and team captain Abby. He began to mingle into the mass of females and whipped his belt of at Abby.

Abby was an auburn-haired beauty with a full bust and legs that could crush watermelons. Mark whipped off his belt and held it behind Abby's head, gyrating his hips in her direction as the other women began to get rowdy.

Leaving behind his belt, Mark waited for the beat to drop on the music. Facing the wall, the music dropped as he ripped off his tear-away pants to expose his thonged ass. He turned to massive catcalls from the crowd.

Mark never had a problem with confidence, and this was no exception as his cock held behind the fabric hammock of his maroon thong. He was six inches flaccid and an easy nine-and-a-half hard. He was already half-hard as he turned and saw all the ladies eyes gaze below his waist. He spread his arms and gave them all a good look.

After some dancing around the outskirts, Mark went to his bag and returned with a pair of scissors. As he held them up, he exclaimed, "Who's the lucky lady who gets to do the unveiling?"

All 12 women raised their hands.

Mark found a star-less pixie-hair blond named Madison to his right and invited her to the front. Madison was dressed in a tight green dress, barely covering her round ass. Mark asked her to drop to her knees and handed her the scissors.

Madison cut one side of the thong and then the other as the fabric held slightly to Mark's engorged dick. Before continuing, Mark yelled to the crowd, "Who thinks she should use her teeth to take off the rest?"

The ladies were in a frenzy and did not hesitate to say yes.

Madison cupped her hands in her hands in embarrassment but shook it off and looked up at Mark's face. Mark had a wonderful view of her medium-sized breasts down her dress as he smiled to encourage her.

Madison leaned in and exhaled deeply before opening her mouth wider than Mark expected. She lightly placed her mouth on the tip of his cock and breathed out again, sending a shiver up Mark's back. She pulled away and clamped down with her teeth on the fabric. She quickly whipped her head back as Mark's dick was exposed to all it's nine-and-a-half inches of glory.

Mark kicked his program into high gear as he began to grind on all the ladies and place his swollen member in their direction for the better part of two hours. 

As the drinks flowed in the house, Mark sensed a lull. He called out to the ladies that it was time for a game. He came back from his bag with a series of rings. "It's time for ring toss!!!"

All ladies who are willing and do not have a star, please line up for the chance for a private dance. Chloe, Abby, Madison, three other women and Bree lined up. Bree was a dark blond with little to no makeup, but one of the more naturally beautiful faces Mark had ever seen. She was short, only 5'4", for a volleyball player, but her small body added to her voluptuous curves.

Mark laid back on an ottoman with his cock erect and ready as he handed a ring to Abby, who was first in line. Her throw almost hit Mark in the nose. Chloe and Madison succeeded on their first try, as did one of the three other women and Bree.

In round two, Mark backed up another five feet. Chloe threw her ring successfully, while Madison and the other women did not. Bree, without hesitation or waiting, perfectly threw the ring around Mark's cock.

In the final round, Chloe and Bree both missed on their first try. Chloe tried again and was visibly disappointed, while Bree nailed her final throw. Bree screamed with joy as Mark stood up. Chloe whispered quickly in Bree's ear and handed her a $100 bill. Mark took Bree's hand and led her into another room.

Bree closed the door to a small room and sat on the edge of the bed. Mark took off his sunglasses and shook Bree's hand in welcome. He asked, "How far would you like me to go with you?"

Bree took out the $100 and handed the money to Mark. She said, "As far as you are willing to go."

Mark knew exactly what he was going to do.

He turned off the light and set up a small black light from his bag. Bree was wearing a form-fitting red tank-top and black mini skirt. He placed his hands on the bed on each side of Bree's legs and slowly brought his lips across her neck.

Mark breathed out on to her neck and began to sway his naked body in front of her, straddling her lap all the while. He suddenly threw Bree back and found himself with his head between her legs. Bree was wearing a small, black thong and began to eat her wet pussy through her panties. Bree's moans were a welcome sound as he grasped her legs below her ass.

Before he had the chance to get Bree too excited, she pulled his head up and took Mark's cock into her open mouth.

It was sloppy, it was fast and it was fantastic. Mark moaned as he looked down to see Bree slurping up and down his thick shaft as deep as she could go. She couldn't deep throat his dick, but she tried her best and pushed through any gag reflex she was hitting.

Mark had always been able to hold his cum for as long as needed and this was no exception. He always wanted things to last.

Bree continued to slurp as Mark was enjoying the view, when she suddenly pulled away and shoved him towards the door. She pulled her shirt and bra off in one fell swoop, exposing her caramel-colored nipples and tanned body. She stood up and pulled down her skirt and thong to get completely naked. She turned and bent over on the bed, looked over her shoulder and told Mark, "Now come fuck me until I cum...hard!"

Mark was more than happy to oblige as he slid his fat cock in Bree's willing cunt. He began rhythmically pounding as Bree arched her back and began to moan in unison with his thrusts. "Oh fuck, harder baby!" she yelled, as her tits swayed in motion. Mark looked down and saw his wet dick sliding in and out with Bree's apple bottom ass presenting the perfect view.

Bree continued to talk dirty and it began to push Mark over the edge. He had always loved dirty talk. Bree had cum at least three times when she told Mark to put his thumb in her ass. He quickly licked his thumb and entered her ass. He continued fucking her and she continued to moan.

Mark felt his jizz start to bubble to the surface as he told Bree, "I'm gonna cum!"

Bree screamed, "Slam it in my ass!" Mark almost lost his concentration, but sent a few more long strokes, eliciting screams of pleasure from Bree. Just before he came, he pulled out his dick; now soaked in Bree's juices, and slammed it into Bree's asshole, which she had spread open with both hands. He unleashed a furious load of cum deep in her asshole as she cried out in lust.

After pulling out, Bree collapsed off her arms and legs to lay flat on her stomach and said, "I have never been fucked like that. You are worth every penny."

"We should get back to the party," Mark said. He helped Bree clean up as his swollen member hung wildly between his legs.

Mark continued through the night, enjoying himself too much to go home. With the $100 paid, he didn't stop any woman from putting their hands all over him. 

The night was winding down and most of the girls had left, with the exception of Chloe, Abby, Madison and Bree.

Mark was still naked and began to gather his things into his bag. He was about to put on his pants when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Where are you going?" asked Chloe. 

"I have no where to be, is there a reason for me to stay?" Mark asked before he turned around. As he turned, Chloe's lips jumped into his. It was a deeply passionate kiss as Mark grabbed her ass. She let go and recoiled with a smile. He looked to see all four girls without a stitch of clothing.

In addition to eight of the most perfect tits he'd ever seen, he noticed Abby and Chloe rubbing each other's hips sensually. "Would you like me to dance for you?" asked Mark.

"No. You are ours now," said Abby.

Madison grabbed his wrist and threw him on the living room couch. The view of the four women quickly brought Mark's cock to full attention as the quintet surrounded him, with Madison and Abby pressing their tits against his each of his arms. "I hope you have stamina, because we all expect to be satisfied," said Chloe as she dropped to her knees between Mark's legs.

Chloe round tits were held up between Mark's thighs but eventually slid down. Chloe's big, brown eyes looked up at Mark as she grabbed the base of his cock and licked up from the hilt of his shaft to the top of his dick head. With no hesitation, Chloe took all of Mark's cock deep into her throat down to the balls. She popped up for air just as Abby went down to lick one of Mark's balls. Bree joined Abby in assisting Mark's balls as Madison grabbed Mark's face and kissed him deeply.

Mark cupped one of Madison's tits to discover a bar piercing the nipple. He LOVED nipple rings. He pulled away from her face to take as much of her ample bosom into his mouth as he could manage. She suddenly jumped up and straddled his body and moved her pussy on top of Mark's face. She began to grind into his mouth as his tongue willfully searched for the greatest area of pleasure.

With his face obscured, Mark grabbed both of Madison's ass cheeks and noticed a finger in her ass, which wasn't hers. One of the three on Mark's cock was helping. He continued to lap up Madison's sweetness as he tried to solve the mystery of who was currently sucking his dick.

Fast and sloppy, Mark thought, that's Bree. Down to the bottom, that must be Chloe. Lots of hands, I'm assuming that is Abby. 

Mark peeked below the vagina he was currently eating to see Abby jerking his massive dong into her mouth between dropping her mouth as low as it would go on his cock.

The feelings were almost overwhelming but Mark wanted to make this last. He continued to pulse his tongue at Madison's clit as she began to climax. All of the sudden, a gush of liquid came at Mark's face as Madison let out a scream.

"I didn't know you were a squirter, Madison," said Abby.

"Neither did I," said Madison. Mark sat with a smirk of satisfaction in a job well done as Chloe continued to work her mouth on his dick.

Chloe hopped up and exclaimed, "Enough of this, I want that fat cock."

Mark barely had time to register everything before Chloe pounced. His cock was still wet from the blowjobs and Chloe was plenty moist for him. Despite all the lubrication, Chloe had a slight look of pain from the massive cock filling up her pussy walls. Once she was down, pain turned to pleasure as she bounced lightly two or three times before fully taking over.

As Chloe began to bounce and grind on Mark's fat prick, he looked over to see Abby and Bree in a 69 on the couch beside them. He placed a finger in Bree's ass as Abby licked her clit. As he removed it, Abby grabbed his finger and shoved it down her throat. She then led one finger in Bree's asshole and one in her pussy.

All the while, Madison made her way down between Mark's legs. Chloe was still bouncing and moaning deeply when Madison started to lick Mark's balls. The cool sensation of the air hitting his wet balls was fantastic. He looked up to see Chloe hit a peak with her eyes rolling back in her head. He suddenly realized Madison was eating Chloe's ass.

Chloe readjusted her legs to place her feet next to Mark's hips. She raised up as high as she could go without her pussy releasing Mark's dick and slammed down in one motion. It took four of those thrusts for Chloe to let out a high-pitched scream and a leg-shaking orgasm.

"My God, it's fucking perfect!" exclaimed Chloe. Bree had matched Chloe's orgasm with the help of Abby and Mark. As soon as Chloe pulled herself off, Madison jumped on.

The blond had a small ass, but it was tight and perfect. She faced out and Mark noticed the athleticism in her legs. As she dropped down on Mark's shaft, he reached around to tweak her pierced nipple and rub her clit while she went up and down. Abby now wanted some of Mark's mouth as she put her hands on the back of his head and slammed his face into her ample tits.

With her hands still on the back of his head, Abby moved Mark to her waiting slit. As she began to moan with pleasure, Mark propped up his knees and began to jackhammer fuck Madison. His large cock pounded Madison's aching cunt and she let out a series of yells. All the while, Chloe was sitting on the ground with a face-full of Bree's pussy, who simultaneously was sucking Madison's clit while Mark's balls hit Bree's chin with each thrust.

Mark pulled his face away between Abby's orgasms to announce his own upcoming orgasm. He continued to slam Madison and she let out another squirting orgasm. Suddenly, Chloe declared, "Fuck my face and cum down my throat."

Mark removed his cock from Madison and put Chloe on the couch. He stood and straddled her face and put every inch of his cock in front of the raven-haired beauty. She lurched forward and began to bob up and down as Mark took her hair and began to violently pull her face to his hilt. Chloe pulled towards Mark's hips as the other girls cheered her on. Mark could take no more as he moaned loudly, leading Chloe to pull all the way down. Suddenly, Abby had both of Mark's balls in her mouth as Chloe welcomed wave after wave of cum down her throat. 

He loved the feeling of dominating Chloe as he looked down. The coed wiped her face and gave Bree a full kiss. He wanted to continue that feeling and he grabbed Abby and threw her on her back. He wasn't back to his full erection, but that didn't stop him from pushing her legs back and plunging everything he had into her willing pussy.




Party of Five Ch. 01



For the first time, Mark had time to register Abby's body. It was flawless. She was thicker than the other girls, but the only jiggle she had was in all the right places. Her natural tits were buoyed on her back as her shapely legs were spread as Mark's cock thrust in and out.

With every thrust, Abby let out a high-pitched squeal of delight. Madison was cupped to Mark's back with her tits pressed against his back and a hand on his balls as he fucked Abby. He couldn't see Bree, but Chloe had parked herself on top of Abby's face as Mark had a full-length view.

He arched forward and began to slam Abby with everything he had as he got a mouthful of Chloe's tits in the process. Madison's hands were now on Mark's ass, assisting in Abby's penetration. With a final thrust, Abby was sent over the edge of her orgasm and held Mark's dick as deep as it would go, perusing the inner walls of her opening.

Bree suddenly returned with a large tan dildo, equal to Mark's size and declared, "Time for me to have my fun..."

Mark exited Abby and faced Bree, who was sucking the dildo. She stuck the plastic cock deep into her pussy, let out a moan and said, "You go in my ass."

After a flashed smile, Mark bent Bree's legs back while Chloe and Abby flanked her and held her legs almost behind her head. With her pucker hole exposed, Mark slowly inched his rod into her entrance. "Holy fucking shit!" said Bree as she closed her eyes and bit her lip.

Madison had made her way to Chloe and was playing with her tits and slamming the dildo in and out of her friend. After a few dozen deep thrusts of medium pace, Mark grabbed Bree's shoulders and lifted her up off the couch, still with the dildo in her pussy and still with his dick in her ass.

He proceeded to fuck Bree as hard as he could until she came three separate times. Her cries of lust were only matched by the catcalling of her three friends, who had taken to pleasuring each other in the absence of Mark's rod.

He put Bree down as he noticed another gush coming from Madison, via the tongue of Chloe. His third orgasm of the night was not far off as he searched for who would be the receiver. He eyed Abby again on the couch and placed her sideways as he took position behind her. He placed his prick on her swollen clit and flicked it, sending sears of joy up and down Abby.

Suddenly, Chloe grabbed his cock and pressed it deep into her friend. Mark held Abby's leg and put another around her neck to grab one of her breasts. As he continued, he began to tweak Abby's nipple, only to be assisted there by Madison's tongue. Chloe had taken station at Abby's face where she was kissing her deeply, holding her throat and muffling her squeals. Bree planted her face between Mark's thrusting balls and Abby's clit, taking turns in licking both.

Mark felt his orgasm building and announced his upcoming ejaculation. Abby pulled her face away from Chloe just long enough to let out an exasperated, "Cum in my pussy."

Those words sent Mark over the edge as Abby's pussy lips clamped over the hilt of Mark's dick as he unleashed a steady stream of cum into the coed's canal. Bree was lightly rubbing Mark's balls to elicit every possible drop into her friend's slit.

Mark retracted and Bree was there to suck out the remaining semen as Madison searched for any cum oozing from Abby. Madison found leaking remnants and proceeded to swallow what she found.

He collapsed on the couch, flanked by the four naked beauties. "You can stay as long as you would like," said Chloe. Mark smiled and quickly fell asleep.



Party of Five Ch. 01



Josh goggled at her. "This is Dawn we're talking about. The only feeling she knows is the orgasmic kind. You can't honestly say she doesn't deserve that dilemma."

"Look, are you going to be helpful or not?" Jacquie demanded.

Josh blew air through his teeth. It was Jacquie, so he'd help her, but he made a mental note to laugh in Dawn's face when she walked through the door tonight.

"How the hell should I know?" he asked.

"Well, you're a guy. What would you prefer?"

Josh was now feeling slightly awkward. He wanted this conversation to conclude soon, which meant answering Jacquie's stupid questions.

"I really have no experience in this area," he said.

"Okay, so none of your girlfriends have ever cheated on you," Jacquie said, "but can't you just imagine what you'd prefer."

Josh shuffled uncomfortably in his seat, feeling his palms start to sweat. He found he could no longer meet Jacquie's gaze, which had nothing to do with his acne.

"Ah," he began, "you see," he continued, "I...uh...I don't really...that is to say, I haven't..."

Jacquie was now looking at her brother very peculiarly. Josh felt her gaze weighing on him like a sack of stones, and felt as though he was crumbling under its pressure.

"Well, the truth is...I haven't really ever had a...girlfriend...sort of," he finished lamely.

"Sort of?" Jacquie inquired, already a bit unseated by the news.

"I mean 'sort of' as in...never." Josh was plainly refusing to meet Jacquie's eyes now.

"Never?!" Jacquie asked, amazed.

Her tone sent sparks of fury charging through Josh's body. He leapt off the sofa.

"No, okay. Never! What's the big deal? Just because I'm not some...some..." he cast around for words, "male slut, it makes me what? A dork? Well...I'd rather be a dork than a...a...an STD factory."

Jacquie was wearing an expression of mixed amusement and sympathy, though the sympathy, in this case, far outweighed the amusement.

"So...does that mean you haven't had sex either?" she asked.

Josh was too furious to listen to his brain, which was screaming "Dignity! Dignity! Don't forget your dignity!" He replied,

"No, I haven't."

He stood there, fuming, waves of anger radiating from his body like heat from a furnace. Jacquie, though, didn't quail under his glare, and spoke, apparently to herself.

"Huh," she said. "I guess I owe Dawn twenty bucks."

Josh did a double take, his eyes bulging dangerously out of his sockets. "You bet on me!?" he cried in outrage, looking scandalised.

It was now Jacquie's turn to fidget and avert her gaze. "Well...we didn't really take it seriously. It was just something we did for fun."

"Fun?" Josh bellowed. "Fun? My virginity is not something to be used for your amusement!"

At this point, Josh's brain gave up entirely and diverted blood flow back to his penis, where it usually was.

"No," Jacquie replied. "I'm sorry."

Josh's fists were still clenching and unclenching at his sides, but he registered the apology, and felt his heart rate begin to fall. Apologies from Jacquie were usually genuine, apologies from Alice were always genuine, and apologies from Dawn were never genuine.

The peak of energy had now left Josh feeling tired and deflated. He waved away the apology with his hand. "Don't worry," he said. "Sorry I exploded."

"That's okay," Jacquie replied. "It was just a shock, that's all. I always assumed you would have. Even Dawn assumed you'd had a girlfriend. But," she added, seeing Josh's shoulders tense up again, "it doesn't matter if you haven't. There's nothing wrong with that."

Josh nodded absently. Heaving a sigh of relief, Jacquie stood up, ready to run the hell out of the lounge room.

"Well," she said, "at least now I know."

Josh's eyes flashed and his whole body stiffened. "You mean," he said in measured tones, "this was just to find out if I'd had sex?"

Jacquie smiled her mischievous smile. Josh got ready to erupt again. "I'm just kidding," Jacquie chimed in, not a moment too soon. "I'm kidding. Dawn really is having a problem."

Josh breathed normally again. "You," he said, "will get the biggest comeuppance one day, and it'll be in the form of my foot kicking your fat ass."

Jacquie squealed, looking affronted. "I do not have a fat ass," she screeched, chasing Josh out of the room. 



Party of Five Ch. 02



Saturday afternoon dragged on as slowly as Josh was now dragging his foot. Having tripped over the leg of a chair whilst he was fleeing his eldest sister, he was now limping around the house with much less grace than usual.

After two hours, Jacquie had finally stopped laughing and gone upstairs to do whatever it was girls did in the confines of their bedrooms – make hour-long and pointless phone calls to their friends, was Josh's guess. Finally at peace, he had settled sat down in the kitchen (on one of the other chairs, not the one that was responsible for his injury – he now harboured a keen dislike for that particular chair) and nursed his sore ankle.

He had just thought the pain was abating, when the front door opened and Dawn walked inside. Josh then decided he'd rather have the pain back in both ankles than sit here and talk to her. Unfortunately, his somewhat crippling injury meant he was staying put, for now.

"Hey," Dawn said. She was carrying three shopping bags with her, each scrawled with calligraphic words that were most likely the names of the stores she had bought whatever garments were in the bag in. "Where's everyone else?"

"Mom and Alice are at work, Jacquie's upstairs in her room, you're standing in the meal's area and I'm sitting at the kitchen table."

Dawn wrinkled her nose and brows into a sarcastic expression. "Oh, you're so funny."

"Don't start," Josh cautioned her, "I have a swollen ankle and I'm really not in the mood."

Dawn dropped her bags at the foot of the stairs and sidled over to Josh's side. "Aw," she intoned sarcastically, "does little Joshy have a sore foot? Want me to kiss it and make it better?"

"Yeah," Josh replied. "I have a sore ass as well, so you can kiss that too."

Dawn stood up straight and crossed the room to the refrigerator. "Someone's in a foul mood today," her voice mumbled from within. She pulled out the jug of water, flipped over a glass and poured herself a drink.

"I just told you I wasn't in a good mood!" Josh exclaimed.

Dawn finished her water and put the glass in the sink before walking over to the stairs and picking up her bags.

"Fine," she said, "if you want to be that way, maybe I won't give you your present." As she said this, she dangled one of the bags on her index finger, looking at Josh with her head cocked to the side. It was a coy, alluring look; Josh guessed that she probably used it on hundreds of guys to show them what they were missing out on.

"Oh, great," he said, "I always wanted a pair of those scarlet panties you wear."

Dawn's mouth formed an 'O' of indignation. "How do you know what colour panties I wear?"

Josh snorted contemptuously. "With the skirts you wear?"

Dawn shot Josh a scornful glare, held her chin up high and walked upstairs with that gait only Dawn seemed capable of, in which her butt swayed from side to side without looking as though she was doing it on purpose. The sad thing, Josh thought, was that you really couldn't blame all those poor guys who fell like dominoes under her gaze. There was nothing worse than a person who boasted about their good looks, and actually had the looks to back it up. Josh hoped that once his acne vanished for good, he would be one of those people.

Again, Josh reflected on how well he had fit into this family, which he did on occasion. He and Jacquie were so alike in their roguish playfulness, always cracking a joke when given the opportunity. And yet he was also a lot like Alice – intelligent, shy in public and with a tendency to keep his feelings to himself, rather than out in the open. And despite their squabbling, Josh knew he was a very similar person to Dawn – which, he thought, not for the first time, may in fact be the reason why they squabbled. They were both complacent at times and independent and determined to get what they wanted, which for Dawn was the latest flavour of the month in sports stars at her college, and for Josh was extra chocolate chips on his ice cream. He supposed the qualities he shared with Dawn simply opposed each other, whilst those he shared with Alice and Jacquie made for a pleasant relationship.

When Josh snapped out of his reverie, he found that Dawn was back in the kitchen, wearing jeans now and a different top; her 'around the house' clothes, which were usually a lot more extravagant than most peoples 'going out' clothes. The jeans were hipsters, revealing a fine section of her belly, which was, of course, impeccably toned from regular sessions at the gym. Her top was a red, short-sleeved number with the words 'Sex Machine' printed on it in sparkling sequins. How, very, very true, Josh wanted to say to her.

The words on the blouse triggered something in Josh's memory. He stopped for a moment, trying to recall what it was. And then he remembered.

"So," he said casually, "how was your day today?"

Dawn had her hands busy peeling and slicing a banana over the blender, which would undoubtedly be for one of her trademark smoothies. The good thing about having a sister who is obsessed with her figure, Josh thought, is that you always know what is and isn't healthy. When Josh began going through the period of puberty in which he wanted to start working out and eating healthy (as all boys do), he found it was easy to simply copy Dawn's diet and workout routines. True, he wasn't exactly as dedicated as she was, and after a year or two, still had no impressive muscles to show for his work. Then again, Josh was blessed with that teenage boy metabolism, which meant he could eat whatever he wanted and not gain a single pound. He supposed he should be happy with that, even if he didn't have a well-defined six-pack and biceps that could crush walnuts.

"It was fine, thank you," Dawn replied without lifting her eyes from her handiwork.

"Yeah?" Josh inquired. "Find any cheap sales? See any good movies? Sleep with your boyfriend's best friend?"

Dawn spun around so fast her hair needed time to catch up. It sailed through the air like the hair of those women in the shampoo commercials, shining just as bright and colourful, too. Josh was looking back at his sister with polite innocence, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"What did you say?" Dawn demanded.

"Um...I asked if you'd seen any good movies," Josh answered coyly. "I heard there's this new Brad Pitt movie out; or maybe that new one with Jim Carrey in it. No?"

"Don't play dumb with me!" Dawn exploded. "Why did you say that?"

"Say what?" Josh asked naively. He would get her to say it, even if it took him all day.

"You know perfectly well what I'm talking about."

"I'm afraid I don't," he said. "Can you refresh my memory for me?"

Dawn was shaking with suppressed anger, taking deep breaths and clenching and unclenching her fists. In that regard, too, she was a lot like her brother, though Josh was not to know that.

It looked as though the words were being dragged out of Dawn's mouth with a fishing hook. "What you said about sleeping with my boyfriend's best friend," she said through tightly clenched teeth.

"Oooh, that," Josh yielded. "Well, you see," he began examining his fingernails, "I heard the strangest rumour today, and I was just wondering if it was true – which, obviously, it is."

"Who told you that?" Dawn demanded. "Was it Jacquie? I'll kill that bitch."

Josh couldn't stop himself; the sound he made was as natural as the picture he had already conjured. He meowed like a cat. Dawn's eyes would have burned holes through solid steel. Josh didn't move; he would stand there and face her like a man. Well, he would sit there and face her like a man, but that was only because he had sprained his ankle...running from a girl. Shut up, Josh told his inner voice.

"What was that?" Dawn asked.





Party of Five Ch. 02



Deep and full.

That was how Mark slept. He never slept late into the morning, and this morning was no exception. He awoke on the couch with Abby spooned in front of him, Chloe on the floor, and Bree at the other end of the couch. Everyone was still naked.

He didn't see Madison.

The previous night was a simultaneous blur and sharp memory. So much had happened, Mark remembered it as a streak of events, but when he focused on the night's progression, he could recall almost every detail.

He sat up as the four girls continued to sleep. He began recounting the night as he stood, trying his best to keep everyone asleep. He walked down the hallway to the bathroom as he remembered cumming in Bree's ass. As he shut the door, he recalled each of Chloe's tits rubbing his thighs as he came down her throat. He glanced at himself in the mirror to the memory of Abby's exasperated call to "Cum in my pussy."

Three orgasms for four women, not bad... Mark thought. He continued to look at his face in the mirror as he attempted to wake himself from the dream of the night before. He laughed at himself at the memory.

After composing himself, he thought seriously for a second to leaving the house. He decided it would best to say goodbye to each girl personally before leaving. After all, they did so much for him, it's the least he could do. Mark's flaccid six inches hung between his legs as he turned back down the hallway. He found Madison lying face down on a bed in a bathroom across from the bathroom.

Still nude, Mark found himself studying her naked form. Her pixie-cut blond hair was still as arranged as it was the night before. Her tan skin presented a beautiful muscular canvas of her back. Mark noticed a tattoo of a musical note on her left hip. Last night, he noted Madison's small, but tight ass. With one leg arched and the other extended, her ass extended into the air past the invisible line made by her back. Her butt led down to two perfectly athletic, newly shaven legs.

Suddenly, Mark noticed something emerging from her pussy. He didn't know what it looked like until he processed what he was watching. Madison had snuck her hand down and was rubbing her pussy and grinding on her hand. Maybe it was the toilet flushing, maybe it was the sunlight, but Madison had definitely woken up.

Mark looked down to see his slowly growing member, which he began to fondle. He silently walked into the room and closed the door. He sat himself on a chair on the opposite end of the room as the bed and took in the view.

Madison was writhing on the bed with her fingers beginning to enter and exit her wetness as her hips went up and down on the bed. Mark spied her other hand cupping her left breast and let out a muffled moan. He was almost fully erect as he walked around to face Madison's head on the end of the bed. He looked down to see Madison's gorgeous face. Her defined cheekbones pulsating with the grinding of her hips to correspond with her griding her teeth. She began to bite her lip.

"Do you need any assistance, ma'am?" Mark asked playfully.

Madison was momentarily startled, but then continued to probe herself as she realized who was in the room. "Yes I do. You gave everyone else your cum, but you didn't leave any for me," she said.

"Well, we better remedy that, shouldn't we," said Mark. 

Madison repositioned herself to put her tits right at the edge of the bed and kissed the area between Mark's dick and his thigh. He looked down to see her take his fully realized cock in her left hand, raise it up and lick the bottom of his balls. She quickly rose up his shaft and licked each side up and down, down and up. He felt a shiver as a rush of cold, as his dick was coated in a thin layer of spit.

The blond held Mark's cock at its base, with two fingers wrapped around the base of his balls and began to flick his dickhead with her tongue. The tickling sensation was almost too much for him, but Madison quickly ceased and plunged her head down. In all the sucking and fucking from the night before, Mark couldn't recall Madison sucking his dick. He was right, because he would have definitely remembered what she was doing.

Madison didn't go as deep as Chloe could, she wasn't as sloppy as Bree and she didn't use her hands as much as Abby. But there was something else. It reminded Mark of chugging water. He looked down to see Madison slide down about two-thirds the way down his shaft and immediately retract right below his crown. It was a constant, repetitive motion that hit the back of Madison's throat on every stroke, but never made her gag. 

It was too good. Mark was gonna cum unless something changed. He pulled away from Madison's mouth and spun her where she now faced the ceiling. She tilted her head back as Mark re-entered her mouth. The different angle helped slow Mark's orgasm, but it did not stop the pleasure. She could take his cock much deeper at this angle and she pulled it down as far as it would go. Mark noticed the bulge hit her throat at her deepest point.

She was still fingering herself as Mark reached down and began playing with her pierced nipples. Madison pulled the prick out of her mouth and exalted it to the sky as she immersed her mouth with balls. After plunging back in, the sight of Madison pleasuring herself got the best of him. He bent down and grabbed Madison behind the hips to lift her pussy to his lips. Mark bent his knees and used his momentum to stand back up with Madison's pussy still in his face and his cock still firmly in her mouth.

Madison's muffled moans stopped muffling as she kept pulling Mark's dick from her mouth to curse her pleasure or to get a deep breath. Mark began exploring the deeper regions of Madison's pussy with his tongue. He must have been on the right track because the coed slammed her head back down on his cock and began to bob as fast as she could manage.

Just when he thought Madison might bite his dick off in excitement, Mark pulled his lips together on her clit and began to retract and pulse his tongue. That move did the job as Madison gushed once again all over Mark's chin and chest. She still had his cock in her throat as she let out a scream that tickled Mark's cockhead. He fought through any juices and continued to probe as he felt the cunny juice flowing down his abs and down to his dick.

Madison unwrapped her legs from around Mark's head and he gently placed her back down on the bed. After a large exhale, Madison continued Mark's stimulation as she tugged clumsily on his still hard prick.

She repositioned herself in the middle of the bed, placed her ass up high in the air and dropped her arms to place her face on the bed. She didn't need to tell Mark what to do as he stood upright on the bed, squatted down and angled his dick down into Madison's willing opening.

He put his hands on the top of her ass and lowered all nine-plus inches into Madison's cunt down to his balls. Madison let out a low moan. Mark decided there had been enough lovemaking; now was the time to fuck.

Mark quickly repositioned his legs and began to slam down his dick as deep and as quickly as his muscles would allow. Madison was unprepared and buried her face into the comforter. She was screeching in pleasure with every stroke. 

After only a few seconds, Mark felt the pressure of liquids pushing against his cock inside Madison's pussy. He pulled out to receive a stream of juices on his abs. He plunged right back in and continued his assault on her cunt. Twice more Madison would squirt and twice more Mark took it in the stomach like a badge of honor.

Despite Madison's enjoyment, Mark couldn't go as fast or as hard as he wanted to at the angle he was at. He dismounted and jumped off the bed, pulling Madison sideways and sliding her onto his awaiting member. With one of her legs straight up in the air and the other pointing towards the door, Mark put his hands behind Madison's thighs and began to pump furiously into her pulsing cunt.

Mark was approaching his own eruptive orgasm as he continued to slam down on the willing coed. Madison's legs began to shake as he announced his approaching orgasm. Madison pushed Mark out of her and opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Mark jumped up on the bed and unleashed an opening stream of cum that hit her across the left eye, down her mouth and off her chin. The second stream hit her upper lip, while the remaining streams found Madison's mouth.

She quickly swallowed what found her mouth and threw Mark back down off the bed. With cum caked to her chin line, Madison grabbed Mark's still sensitive cock and threw it back into her pussy.

Mark was taken aback and took a few seconds to recuperate before he could begin fucking again. He was impressed at how hard he remained as he Madison's interrupted orgasm could be resumed. Mark pumped away as Madison spewed her spray on his cock. Another orgasm quickly approached for Mark and he once again announced its coming to Madison.

This time, the blond said nothing and rocked herself in unison with Mark's thrusts. As Mark stiffened to cum, Madison sat up and grabbed his ass and pulled him into her so deep, his pelvis ground into hers. Streams of cum were pumped into his paramour as she grasped for air. Their shared ecstasy lingered for a minute before they kissed deeply.

Mark cleaned himself and Madison up and headed back into the living room. Abby and Bree had found each other's arms and were beginning to stir. Chloe was sitting on the floor, sitting up against the couch and gave Abby a kiss before standing up. Everyone was still naked. 

Chloe strolled past Mark and gave him a longing look as she headed towards the bathroom. Mark turned and blatantly stared at Chloe's shapely ass walking past him. His overworked prick gave a slight bob at the sight of Chloe's backside.

Bree and Abby were all the way awake now as Madison announced, "Who wants breakfast?"

Everyone was more than happy to say yes as they all headed to the kitchen. Bree gave a slight smack to the asses of Madison and Mark as she walked towards the fridge.

Chloe emerged from the bathroom and pulled out a chair from the kitchen table and invited Mark to sit. He obliged as the coeds began to pull out fruit, cereal and yogurts from the refrigerator and cabinets.

Chloe stopped, turned to Mark and announced, "You know what I want for breakfast?"

Without waiting for a reply, she crawled under the table and took all of Mark's flaccid cock in her mouth. Bree and Abby snickered as her ass peered out from under the table. Mark stiffened quickly, but Chloe emerged with a questioning look to Mark.

"You taste like pussy," Chloe said. She turned and looked at the three other girls. Abby and Bree plead their innocence as Madison smiled brightly.

Chloe crawled over and took a giant lick of Madison's pussy, backed up and jokingly said, "You slut! I wanted him first this morning."

Between Chloe's quick blowjob and her licking Madison's pussy, Mark was ready to go again. Chloe noticed this and pulled Mark's chair back from the table. She quickly straddled and mounted him and began to bounce. Bree was suddenly kissing Mark as his prick was being attacked.

Chloe jumped off and Abby jumped on. It was a fury of thrusts as Madison began to kiss him. Bree emerged with a large napkin and covered Mark's face. Abby dismounted and another girl jumped on.

It was an assembly line of pleasure. Mark would occasionally hold his hands by his sides and enjoy the motion on his cock. Other times, he would hold the tits or ass of the girl on top of him. The girls would switch positions; sometimes facing him, sometimes reversed.

There was little to no way to tell which each girl was based on pussy. When Mark would reach up and feel the girls tits, he could feel Madison's nipple rings or he would be squirted on. At one point, he felt Bree put his dick up her ass and bounce slower. At least, he assumed it was Bree.

Each girl had had at least four or five turns as Mark's cum began to bubble to the surface. As soon as he announced his intentions, Abby ripped off his mask, Chloe released his cock from her pussy and all four girls bent down to have a chance at Mark's cock with their mouths.

Mark was given a slight reprieve from Chloe's exit, but the four girls gave him no chance to settle himself. Chloe and Bree had their mouths on his balls, soaking them in saliva, while Madison and Abby slurped in unison up and down Mark's massive shaft.

Mark could take no more as he orgasm came. Abby moved the other girls out of the way and jerked off Mark's cock into her mouth, taking in every drop of cum he delivered.

Abby recoiled and took Chloe's face in her hands and spit all the white semen into Chloe's mouth. Chloe did the same to Madison and Madison made the final exchange to Bree, which she swallowed down.

It was the best time Mark could have imagined. The five actually ate breakfast and the time had come for Mark to leave. He gave all four girls deep kisses and gave them his business card. "Call me anytime, professionally or otherwise," Mark said.

The girls tried to keep Mark there, but he was able finally able to leave. Mark said goodbye and headed towards the door. Pausing at the door, he turned and asked the girls, "Have any of you girls been on a cruise?"



Party of Five Ch. 02



Once at the sink, Jacquie threw him a dishtowel. "I'll do the washing, you do the drying."

"All right," Josh replied, leaning against the bench as Jacquie began filling the sink with water and detergent. She let the tap run for a while, turning to Josh as it did.

"You're not letting Dawn's teasing get to you are you? Because there's nothing wrong with being a virgin at eighteen."

Josh gave her a scathing look. "Thanks, I needed that reassurance."

"Just trying to help," Jacquie said, turning off the faucets and rolling up her sleeves. She picked up one of the plates and set to work on it with a sponge.

"So, you, er..." Josh began, feeling extremely foolish, "you don't think there's anything unusual about it?"

Jacquie turned towards him with a sympathetic smile. She thought it was cute the way he was so concerned about it. She didn't think she'd ever heard him muster up the courage to ask something like that. He certainly wouldn't have asked any of the others, which touched Jacquie deeply.

"Of course not," she assured him. "I had my first time when I was nineteen, and I know other people my age who are still virgins. There's nothing to be ashamed of. You're just looking for the right girl, and that's sweet."

Josh was staring down at the plate he was absent-mindedly drying. He thought of what Jacquie had said, about finding the right girl, and then about Valerie. He wondered, not for the first time, whether she was the right girl for him, or whether he had simply built her up in his mind to be something she wasn't. Thoughts like that had haunted him for years, and still he didn't feel comfortable talking about it. They lapsed into an easy silence for several minutes, punctuated sporadically by Alice's voice answering more Wheel questions from the living room, and once, bizarrely, Dawn's voice, although the answer had been Calvin Klein.

Eventually, Jacquie broke the silence. "So, regarding the girlfriend thing," she said, judging from her brother's expression whether or not it was safe to continue – apparently it was – "is it just because you haven't found the right girl or because you're not ready for it? Or something else?"

"I really don't know," Josh answered truthfully.

"Well, is there a girl?" Jacquie felt somewhat awkward asking these questions, as though they were her duty as a surrogate parent. She knew, however, that her curiosity was the driving force behind her inquiries.

"Yes," Josh said, "there's a girl."

Jacquie broke into a giddy smile. "Ooh, what's her name? What's she like?"

Josh glanced apprehensively at his sister, and wondered, again, not for the first time, why girls became partially deranged when the subject of crushes was brought up. Perhaps female hormones told their owners to become filled with glee whenever they heard about someone liking someone else, instead of telling them to masturbate six times a day after catching even the tiniest glimpse of a bra strap. The mysteries of women, Josh thought.

"Valerie," Josh said. "Her name's Valerie."

"Ooh, sexy name." Josh looked at his sister incredulously. "Well, it is," she said. "Go on. What's she like?"

"Well," Josh said, "she's...she's nice."

"Nice?" Jacquie inquired sceptically. "That's all you have to say?"

"No. She's beautiful, too. Really beautiful. And she has a great smile, and perfect teeth. Her skin is flawless. She looks great in anything; her hair is long and silky; and she likes movies, too, so we've got something in common."

"She likes movies?" Jacquie inquired, eyebrow raised.

"Yeah. Well...I mean, I saw her at the movies once, so I suppose she likes them."

"You're a very keen observer," said Jacquie.

Josh caught the sarcasm. "Shut up," he said half-heartedly.

"It sounds like you really like this girl," said Jacquie. "So what's the problem? Has she got a boyfriend?"

"No," Josh replied. "She did, but she doesn't at the moment."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Josh thought about the question for a moment, and decided he didn't feel like answering it truthfully. "I don't know," he said.

"Well, don't wait too long or you might lose her."

Josh nodded slowly, mostly to himself. They finished the washing in silence, Jacquie casting furtive glances at her brother. When all the dishes were washed, dried and put away, Josh dropped the dishtowel on the bench and exhaled a breath of relief. He turned to Jacquie with the intention of remarking on how long the washing up had taken, when his gaze was arrested and his windpipe congested by the sight before him. Jacquie, of course, noticed his stunned expression

"What? What's wrong?" she asked. She followed her brothers eyes, down his body, across the floor and down to her own body. She gasped and quickly threw her arms over her chest. She had splashed water all over her top, turning the material transparent and giving anyone who cared to look a fantastic view of her nipples.

Josh looked down at the ground quickly. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to look...I was just..."

"It's okay," Jacquie said. "Don't worry about it. I'm just going to go get changed." Josh nodded as Jacquie edged slowly past him and jogged up the stairs.

He found he needed to sit down, and did so. He forced his eyes back to their normal size and shut his jaw, then promptly started scalding himself. Why had he looked at them for so long? Why hadn't he turned away and pretended he hadn't seen them at all? Why was he being such a bloody pillock about seeing a girl's breasts? For God's sake, he told himself, they're just breasts. No big deal – nothing special. You've seen them before, loads of times. Get a hold of yourself.

He found it hard, however, to get a hold of himself. He found it even harder (that is, excruciatingly hard) not to run up stairs to his room as fast as he could and jack himself off. Perverted bastard, he thought.

He stayed where he was for a long while, waiting for his hard-on to soften at least enough so that it wasn't conspicuous. Dawn came into the kitchen, paying Josh no attention, until the fact that he was just sitting there doing nothing began to bother her.

"What are you doing?" she asked curiously.

"Huh?" Josh asked, looking up. "I'm uh...I'm sitting. And thinking. I'm sitting and thinking." Idiot, he thought.

"Right...sitting and thinking," Dawn said in a voice she might use when talking to an escaped lunatic. Then, her voice took on its more familiar sharpened edge. "Sitting and thinking about your sexual frustration?" she asked, sitting down herself, on the chair opposite Josh.

You're spot on for once, Josh thought wryly. "No," he said, regaining his composure, "I was actually sitting and thinking about how many guys you must have slept with. The number was just too large to comprehend though, hence the dazed look on my face."

"Oh, come on, Josh, don't be jealous," Dawn said with mock compassion. "If you're lucky, a guy might agree to sleep with you one day and break your embarrassing virginity streak."

"I'm sure that one day, you'll have devoured all the men on the planet," Josh replied.

"Ooh, a succubus, that's a new one. I don't think you've called me that before."

"I am astonished," Josh said, "astonished...that you know what a succubus is."

"Hey," Dawn said, "Alice is the blonde, not me."

"Alice is a hundred times more intelligent than you could ever hope to be," Josh retorted, feeling it was his duty to defend Alice's honour.

Dawn replied: "Is that why you have such a crush on her, then? Because she's clever?"

Josh thought that if his jaw dropped any more today, it would surely fall off. "A crush?" he echoed, almost laughing aloud. "You're delusional."

Dawn stood, gracefully, elegantly...lithely. "Am I?" she said, winking at Josh before exiting the room.

"What the hell is she on about?" Josh asked the kitchen aloud. He shook his head, giving up on the task of ever understanding the convoluted inner workings of Dawn's brain. He sat in silence once more, until again, one of his sisters entered the room. It was Jacquie this time, now wearing a much drier black top, rather than the white one she had been wearing previously, which had led to the awkwardness. She approached the kitchen table confidently, if a little hesitantly, and laid her hand over Josh's, giving it a comforting squeeze.

"Don't worry about it," she said. "It's normal."

"What?" Josh mumbled. He had so much on his mind now it was difficult to extract a single strand of thought. He wasn't exactly dedicating a lot of his brain to thinking about why he'd looked, which Jacquie seemed to think he was; he was thinking more about why it was getting him so God damned flustered. And then there was Dawn's cryptic remark to contend with. "Oh," he said finally, "yeah, I'm fine. Not worrying at all."

"Good," Jacquie said, squeezing Josh's hand harder and, much to Josh's dismay, refusing to let it go. His sister cocked her head to the side, trying to see his eyes. "I saw Dawn coming upstairs. Did she say something to you?"

"No, not really."

"Not really?" Jacquie said sceptically. "So you argued, then?"

"A bit," Josh replied. Then he stood up. "I think I'm gonna take a shower."

"Okay," Jacquie said, "but don't take too long 'cause we have to give you your presents."

"Presents?" Josh asked before he twigged. "Oh, yeah...presents."

"Honestly..." Jacquie said, shaking her head and watching her brother's retreating back as he climbed the stairs.



Party of Five Ch. 03



I think I owe everyone an apology, as I just recently actually read through the first two chapters that I'd uploaded, and become enlightened as to the usefulness of editing and a beta reader. I found heaps of spelling and grammar mistakes and even used the wrong name twice, which was Josh's original name. So, I'm sorry for that. But rest assured that (if anyone is still reading this) all future chapters will be thoroughly edited before being uploaded. I only wish there were an edit option on the site. Oh well; I promise it'll get better. Enjoy.

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Once inside the safe confines of the upstairs bathroom, Josh peeled off his clothes and hopped in the shower. He adjusted the taps until the water was almost painfully hot, and let the fine cloud of vapour swirl around him soothingly. He wished instantly that the steam were thick enough to inhibit his vision, which would have prevented him from seeing his own exceedingly stiff erection. He wished, too, that the water could penetrate his skull and wash his mind clean of its sordid images; it seemed he couldn't stop picturing Jacquie's moistened breasts floating in front of his eyes.

Damn it, Josh thought. He focused all of his willpower on keeping his hands off his penis, which was no easy task. When he looked at porn websites on the Internet, Josh found that his hand usually drifted towards his crotch subconsciously. Now he had that same urge, as though it was instinctive behaviour, and not something he could easily defy.

He spent an inordinate amount of time in the shower, until finally, when the last drop of water had turned cold, he got out and started towelling himself off. The bathroom mirror was completely fogged up, despite the working fan. It took a while for the fine sheen of mist to condense, which Josh then wiped away.

He ran across the hall to his room and donned a pair of tracksuit pants and a T-shirt. After this, he found himself wandering about his room, apparently prolonging his return downstairs for as long as possible. He wondered why he was doing this, then stopped, because it made his head hurt. At length, there was a knock on the door, and Jacquie's voice came through it.

"Are you coming, Josh?" she asked. "We're all waiting."

"Uh..." said Josh, "yeah, in a minute. I just have to...er...clean up my room a bit." Josh cringed at his poor excuse.

"You're still thinking about before aren't you?"

"Of course not," Josh lied. "Totally over that. Nothing could be further from my mind."

"Open the door, will you," said Jacquie.

Josh cast his eyes around his room, as though looking for an escape route. He realised, however, that it would be both foolish and futile to leap out the window and make a break for it down the street. He crossed the room and opened the door.

Distressingly, Josh found that, following the dishwashing incident, Jacquie's breasts seemed to have grown a cup size or two. They seemed more pronounced, more conspicuous – or perhaps, Josh thought, even more distressingly, it was simply that he was noticing them a lot more. God, why won't she wear a bloody bra.

"Josh..."

"Hmmm?"

"You're staring at my breasts."

Josh almost toppled over backwards. He snapped his head up and looked instead at his sister's forehead, unable to meet her eyes.

"Oh...was I? I...didn't notice."

Jacquie furrowed her brow sceptically. "Look," she said, turning and shutting the door, then turning back to face Josh, "they're just boobs, Josh. I'm sure you've seen them before. So why are you flaking out?"

Josh felt like replying that he had never actually seen 'boobs' in real life before; but then, Jacquie had probably guessed that from the conversation they'd had that afternoon.

"I'm not flaking out," he replied instead. "Who's flaking out? Not me. I'm not flaking out."

"Josh," Jacquie said gently, leaning forward, "you're flaking out."

Josh realised this was true, and quickly resolved to stop flaking out. "Can we go downstairs now?" he asked.

"Sure," Jacquie replied, stepping aside and gesturing Josh through the door. "Mind the boobs on the way out," she said with a large grin.

"Shut up," Josh said irritably, taking the stairs two at a time and leaving Jacquie trailing behind. He walked into the living room, where Dawn, Alice and his mother were sitting on the sofas, chatting casually amongst themselves – hopefully not about him. His gaze, however, was attracted by the colourfully wrapped box-shaped items on the coffee table. He felt like a kid, and was thoroughly enjoying it.

"There you are," his mom said. "We've been waiting for you."

"Sorry," Josh said, kneeling down on the floor beside the coffee table.

"Shall we sing Happy Birthday?" Josh's mother inquired.

"No!" Josh cried.

His mother registered his adamant tone. "Well, if you don't want us to,"

"I've got a song we can sing," Dawn offered with an evil glint in her eye. She had one of the armchairs all to herself, sitting with her legs hanging over the side and curling one of the blonde tendrils of her hair around her right index finger. She looked very alluring, and yet Josh felt like smacking the Cheshire grin off her face.

"How about you open your presents now," Alice interrupted, ever the diplomat.

"Sounds good," Josh said, picking up a cube-shaped package wrapped in shiny purple paper.

"That's mine," said Jacquie.

Josh held it up to his ear and gave it a good rattle. Hearing no telltale sounds from within, he commenced ripping the paper off. Inside was a new Discman, or rather, a box containing a new Discman.

"Wow, thanks, Jacquie."

"No problem."

Josh was busily admiring the Discman, when Alice bounced up and handed him a red-wrapped present, saying, "Mine next."

Alice had bought him a boxed set of Homer's The Iliad and The Odyssey. Aside from herself, Josh was the only other person in the house who appreciated a good book. Unless you counted that bosom-heaving drivel his mother read, which he didn't. "Thanks, Al," he repeated no less than three times.

"You're welcome," Alice replied politely. A strange tingle ran along Josh's spine. He thought she looked irresistibly cute sitting on the couch with her legs folded beneath her and her hair pulled up into a simple ponytail. He was beginning to think there might be some truth to what Dawn had said; but then that was preposterous, and merited no further consideration. Still, she did look awfully pretty.

"Here you go, Josh," his mother said, handing him her present and leaning over to kiss him on the head. He tolerated it only by refusing to look at Dawn, who would undoubtedly be making smooching faces in his direction.

Laura's gift turned out to be a package containing a shaving razor and shaving cream, a can of deodorant, a bottle of aftershave and an auburn coloured bottle of cologne, all bearing strange French names and logos that Josh didn't recognise, but were obviously very upper-class. "Thanks, mom," he said.

"My little boy's all grown up," Laura said, wiping her nose with a tissue.

Behind her, Dawn managed to roll her eyes, lean forward and hand Josh a large flat package all at the same time. "Here's mine," she said, in that way she spoke that made everything sound like an insult. Indeed, she was wearing a sly smile on her lips as she handed her brother the gift, which was arguably her favourite expression. Perhaps, Josh pondered, she simply didn't know how to behave nicely and employed that sarcastic smirk as her all-occasions expression.

He pulled off the red bow, which was the only decoration on the otherwise plain white box, and opened the gift. It was clothes, of course, but they were very fine, very expensive looking clothes. Josh pulled out the black shirt on top to examine it, and found that there was also a pair of grey pants underneath.

"Oh my God!" he heard Jacquie say behind him. "You got him D&G?"

Dawn was still smiling her mischievous little smile, though it appeared to have widened slightly. "It thought he could use some proper clothes," she said.

Josh narrowed his eyes at her over the shirt, which he had to admit was a very attractive garment. "Thank you, Dawn," he said a little stiffly.

"You're welcome, sweetie," she returned with exaggerated congeniality.

Josh narrowed his eyes further at the moniker. If there was one thing he hated about living in a house with four women (and there wasn't just one; there were many) it was the extravagant amount of nicknames he received, which never actually stuck, but changed with the whim of the supplier. He had to admit though, that being called "sweetie" and "darling" and "dude" by three gorgeous women did make him feel kind of warm inside.

"Well," Laura said, clapping her hands together, "how about I go make a cake." She stood and walked into the kitchen.

"Chocolate, please," Josh called after her.

"No," Dawn protested. "Banana."

Alice and Jacquie both shouted "Chocolate" and laughed at Dawn's unhappy look. Jacquie asked Josh if she could look at the clothes Dawn had bought for him, and spread them out on the sofa once he had handed them to her. Alice reached for The Iliad and asked Josh if she could borrow it after he had finished with it, to which he was happy to acquiesce. Dawn had joined Jacquie in examining the clothes. She paused after showing Jacquie the fine stitching and said to Josh, "You might even get someone to sleep with you if you wear these."

Dawn dissolved into peals of laughter, Jacquie slapped Dawn's knee and said, "Don't," and Alice looked from one girl to the other with a small smile on her face saying, "What?"

Jacquie said to Alice, "It's nothing. Dawn just found out Josh is still a virgin and she's giving him shit about it."

Alice began to giggle as Josh bellowed, "Does the whole world have to know?"

"Oh, sorry, Josh," Jacquie said, patting his head.

"I think it's cute," Alice said.

Josh's mind was suddenly struck by the though of Alice's virginity. Unlike his other sisters, he was sure he'd never seen Alice bring home any boys; and really, she didn't strike him as the type to have a lot of sex, even during her rebellious teenage years. He wondered if she had slept with a guy before, and then who it might have been, then scratched that line of thought because it led to dangerous waters. But he supposed that her remark, as well as the fact that he'd never heard Dawn teasing her (which was definitely a clincher) meant she had, in fact, had sex. He felt the sudden urge to whistle and say, Go, Alice – but he didn't.

He was snapped out of his trance by Dawn's cruel voice, saying, "I think 'pathetic' is a better word than 'cute'."

"Dawn..." Alice entreated.

"Come on, Dawn," Jacquie interjected, "Josh hasn't been blabbing about your secret."

Oh my God, Josh thought. I forgot. Got you now, bitch.

"What secret?" Alice asked with trepidation. Josh didn't blame her; Dawn's secrets were usually juicy ones. That was why it was his duty – no, his responsibility – to tell anyone and everyone he could about it.

"Dawn sl—" he began, before feeling Dawn's perfectly manicured hand clap over his mouth, throwing him into the same predicament Jacquie had been in earlier. Dawn though, was standing much closer to Josh than Josh had to Jacquie, her breasts pushing into his back and her other arm wrapped around his neck. He instantly hoped he hadn't been pushing his crotch against Jacquie's ass when he had silenced her earlier. 

Josh tried prying her hand off his mouth, but to no avail. He was sucking air in through his nose greedily, hoping it was enough to keep him alive. He thought about stepping on Dawn's foot, or elbowing her in the ribs, but he knew that would be a very bad idea; Dawn would completely overreact to physical violence and either talk his ears off for days about what a little wimp he was, or get him back with some highly extravagant prank, which would no doubt culminate with Josh being humiliated in front of the entire school/neighbourhood/general public. He had no desire to try that again.

And then inspiration struck, and he remembered what Jacquie had done to get out of the same situation. Grinning to himself – as best he could – he stuck out his tongue and vigorously licked Dawn's palm. Much to his dismay, she didn't yank it away, or even move it at all. She simply laughed and said, "Hey, he's licking me."

Alice was doubled over on the floor, clutching her stomach – a very un-Alice way to laugh. Jacquie was somewhere out of Josh's view, laughing also, from the sound of her. Josh felt absolutely powerless to repel Dawn's bony little hand.

"Ooh, it tickles," said Dawn.

That's it, thought Josh. He took his hands away from his mouth and looped them behind him and underneath Dawn's ass. He leant forward and hoisted her onto his back. She shrieked, but kept her hand over his mouth. Unsure of what to do now, Josh staggered over to the empty sofa, turned around, grinned at Dawn's squeal of realisation, and fell backwards as heavily as possible.

Josh regained his feet immediately, his mouth no longer concealed. He shouted in victory and looked down at the crippled form of his sister. She didn't look too injured, but what was most surprising was that her top had ridden halfway up her belly, exposing the washboard abs beneath; all of the skin was covered by a lovely tan – the product of regular sunbathing sessions.

Dawn sat up and shook her head from side to side. Her eyes cleared slowly, then swivelled sideways and fixed menacingly on Josh.

"You little pratt!" she screamed. She reached out and smacked Josh in the stomach, causing him to expel his breath violently and throw his arms around his midsection.

"Bitch!" he said.

"Wanker," Dawn replied.

"Tramp."

"Git."

"Slut."

"What's going on in here?" It was Laura, wearing an apron and holding a carton of eggs in her hand. "What are you doing?"

"Um...we, uh..." Josh stuttered.

"Josh and I were just wrestling," Dawn put in. "Just for fun." She shot Josh a cheeky smirk.

"Alright," Laura said, "but watch the furniture. You don't want to break something." She returned to the kitchen, egg carton in hand.

Josh stood, massaging his stomach. He looked up and saw Dawn mouth, "No sex for Joshy." Infuriated, he lunged at her, but was stopped by Jacquie's placating hand. She clutched his own tightly and dragged him from the room.

"Come on, tough guy," she said, as Josh shot Dawn the meanest, cruellest, most evil look he could.

Once they reached the stairs, Jacquie released her grip on her brother's arm, and started up. She was clutching the Discman under her arm.

"Come on," she said, "let's go see if this works."

Josh followed reluctantly, doing his best to avoid staring at Jacquie's butt as she ascended the steps. She led the way to Josh's bedroom, walked in and sat down cross-legged on the bed. She opened the box and extracted the contents. Josh shut the door and sat opposite his sister on the bed, the Discman between them.

"Sometimes I think the rest of this family's testosterone went into Dawn," Jacquie said, her head bent over the contents of the box. "You two fight like animals when you get angry."

"She started it," said Josh childishly.

"You have to learn to ignore her," Jacquie replied.

Josh decided to let it go.

"So you're sure you don't want to go out tonight?" Jacquie asked. "We could go to a nightclub; or a bar; or how 'bout a strip club?" She smiled.

Josh brushed off the obvious attempt to cheer him up. He had already explained to Jacquie that he had no desire to party or get drunk or go crazy, even if it was his eighteenth birthday. He just wasn't that type of person. And besides, his acne still hadn't cleared up and that made it hard for him to socialise properly. Still, it was looking promising.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Josh answered.

Jacquie gave a disappointed groan. "I was looking forward to going to a strip club."

"Why would you want to go to a strip club?" Josh asked.

Jacquie shrugged. "Nice atmosphere," she said. "Chatty people, cheap drinks. Plus," she added, looking up from the Discman, "I really want to see you squirm when you're surrounded by so many naked breasts." She chuckled.

Josh flushed scarlet and grabbed the headphones to untie them.

"Oh, come on," said Jacquie, slapping her brother gently on the arm, "I'm just messing with you."

Josh concentrated on the headphones and said nothing. Jacquie seemed to take his silence as the humiliation kind. She lowered her head and looked up through her hair to her brother's sullen face. Josh found that this, coupled with the fact that she was sitting cross-legged, afforded him a generous view of her cleavage, confirming that his sister apparently still harboured a phobia of bras.

"Did I upset you?" she asked. Josh shook his head. Jacquie leaned back again (thankfully), glanced at the door, then back at the Discman, then at the door again, before finally standing up. She crossed the room, locked the door and then returned to the bed.

"What are you doing?" Josh asked.

"I want to show you something," Jacquie said. She reached out and took both of her brother's hands in hers. "Promise me you won't freak, OK?"

"Uh...OK," Josh said, unsure of why he was promising any such thing when he had no idea what she was going to do.

He watched on, filled with curiosity, as Jacquie withdrew her hands, and then, filled with horror, as she clasped the hem of her top and pulled it up towards her head. Josh gasped and looked reflexively at the door.

"What the hell are you doing?" he shrieked, too shocked to be embarrassed that he had actually shrieked.

Jacquie lowered her arms, her top stopping precariously under her breasts. "You promised you wouldn't freak out," she said.

"I didn't know you were going to do this," cried Josh, gesturing towards her still covered breasts with his hands.

"Well, then you should have asked," Jacquie replied with a sly smile. "Look," she said, more seriously, "just stop panicking and calm down, OK."

Josh took a few very deep breaths. He paused, took a few more, then paused again. "I really don't think you should be doing this," he said in a measured tone.

"Josh," said Jacquie, "you're obviously really disturbed about what happened, or, possibly, really excited – I'm not sure – but I think if I just show you them, it'll be like...closure. OK?"

Josh goggled at his sister. "Are you crazy?" he demanded.

Jacquie rolled her eyes. "No, Josh. Look...just sit there and be quiet, OK."

Josh sat and kept quiet, not because Jacquie had told him to, but because he was too stunned to move or speak. He watched, again with horror and curiosity, as his sister's top continued its journey north and finally lifted over her head. And there they were – perfectly round, perfectly natural and just plain perfect. Josh had to stop himself from falling face first into them, which took so much energy and willpower that he had none to spare for the effort of keeping his cock limp. It sprang to life faster than he could've said "Oh my God, I'm looking at my sister's tits."

He had often wondered what the two giant orbs would look like when they were free, whether they would sag or not, or whether they had tan lines. He could see now, that they didn't sag as much as he'd thought they would, and displayed only faint tan lines, which looked very sexy, he thought. They didn't look as large either, though they were still considerably bigger than average. He gawked at them in silence, too astounded to speak, too captivated to even begin to describe the beauty of what he was seeing.

On the other side of the bed, Jacquie was attempting to keep calm as her brother sat staring at her breasts like a little boy looking through the window of a candy store. She felt somewhat insecure, desperate to put her top back on. And yet, at the same time, she couldn't deny the taboo excitement she felt at what she was doing. It was so unlike her. Josh was obviously very pleased with her body, which made her feel exceedingly grateful towards him.




Party of Five Ch. 03



Josh had always been so close to her, from the time when he was just a baby, clutching her tightly while she held him on one of the armchairs. She had formed a clear partition in her mind between the boy she had once mothered and this growing teenager who was fast becoming a man. He impressed her every day with the level of maturity he showed and his proclivity for helping people. She also thoroughly enjoyed his company, certainly more than she enjoyed anyone else's, which she found to be a rather quaint detail.

Her eyes were concentrating on his expression, but she couldn't fail to notice the bulge in his pants. She only hoped that he failed to notice that she hadn't failed to notice it. She found it cute. She was well aware of the crush Josh had always had on Alice, but she didn't think he'd ever grown hard over her. Briefly, she wondered about his size... Stop it, Jacquie, she told herself.

As time flowed by, she began to feel slightly awkward and at a loss for what to do next. Talk to him, she thought.

"So..." she began awkwardly, "does that help things?"

"I...uh...uh...um..." Josh was making no sense at all. Jacquie was again flattered.

"Can I put my top back on now?" she asked.

"Yeah," Josh said airily.

Jacquie picked up her top and put an arm through one of the sleeves.

"No," Josh corrected, putting a hand on her arm. Jacquie looked at him quizzically, her top half on. "I mean...uh..."

"Do you want to look at them more?" Jacquie asked – Josh nodded – and she brought her blouse down again.

She noticed, alarmingly, that her nipples were stiff. She felt the same impulsive urge to rub her breasts as Josh had felt to rub his crotch – though she wasn't to know that. Jacquie clasped her hands together tightly and took a deep breath. She looked around the room, feeling silly and wondering when she would be able to get out of here. Then, as she looked across at Josh, she noticed that his hands, too, were clasped tightly together in his lap, the nails digging into the knuckles. She looked up at his face, though it had been impossible to make eye contact for the last few minutes.

Tentatively, she said, "Do you want to touch them, Josh?" She expected him to say no, out of shyness, but when he looked up at her, mouth wide, he said, "Can I?"

Jacquie wondered if that was going too far, but she knew that her breasts were craving attention and needed to be touched. She had never had very pleasant experiences with guys touching her breasts; they would suck on them and then squeeze them roughly maybe, but never really pay them the attention they usually craved. After all her sexual experiences, Jacquie had found that only she could really work her tits right. She wondered what Josh's touch would be like.

"Sure," she said, leaning back on her hands. She almost giggled at the look on Josh's face, which was now the look of a little boy being told to come inside the candy store he had been looking at and take as much candy as he wanted. He leaned forward eagerly, his hands shaking.

Jacquie's eyes closed involuntarily, her lips parted and the muscles around her crotch tightened as Josh's hands closed over both of her breasts. She felt the urge now to touch her crotch, which was even more overpowering than the urge to touch her breasts had been. She opened her eyes and saw that Josh's knee was only a foot away from her groin. She stopped herself, with some effort, from rubbing up against it.

Her brother had his fingers splayed out wide, enclosing most of her breasts with his hands. He squeezed them gently and moved his palms around, but did little else. It took him some time to muster the courage to try anything more, but when he did, Jacquie was grateful. He used his thumbs to massage her nipples, which made her shiver. Thus far, she was forcing herself not to look at his face, particularly his eyes.

But Josh was far too enthralled with her breasts to look up. He was in awe, not only because of the fleshy mounds he was kneading with his hands, but also because of his sister's reaction to his touch. He had seen her shut her eyes and open her mouth, thrusting her chest further out and into his touch. He had forced himself not to look at her again, which worked out fine for both of them.

Feeling Jacquie's breasts was wonderful, but inevitably, Josh's attention began to wander. He found himself examining her belly, and her neck. He raked her entire upper body with his gaze and was riveted by the effect it was having on his own body. He was just contemplating whether he dared run his fingers down her stomach, when Jacquie's hands closed around his wrists, gently, but firmly.

"We should stop now," she said, her voice a little shaky.

Josh looked up and felt his cock jerk. Her big cinnamon brown eyes were staring at him, darting across his face tentatively. He had never seen his eldest sister so unguarded before. She, like Dawn, usually kept up a constant facade of confidence, which almost never faltered. This was new territory indeed.

Jacquie was forced to remove Josh's hands for him. She did it slowly, and softly, but the speed with which she replaced her top belied her indifference. She was obviously a little shaken by the experience, though not as much as Josh was, it appeared. Jacquie, however, unlike Josh, was able to wrap her old composure around herself like a cloak. In a moment, the timid look in her eyes was replaced by the familiar sparkle.

"All better?" she asked.

"Yeah...much," Josh replied, more than a little upset that he was not able to rally the same amount of self-control as Jacquie was. And he was more than a lot upset that she had put her top back on so soon, just when he had surmounted his incredulity and was beginning to enjoy the soft curves of her body. Still, he was glad someone had stopped them.

"So no more being weird, OK," said Jacquie.

Josh felt like pointing out that after groping his sister's breasts, there was likely to be a palpable weirdness between them for a while. However, he simply nodded and watched as Jacquie stood and headed for the door. He felt like saying something, possibly thanking her, but then that would make it sound as though she had bared her breasts to him for his benefit, rather than the benefit of their relationship. Instead, he simply watched her leave in silence.

Once Jacquie's footsteps had died away, Josh sat staring at the far wall, lost in thought...for approximately twenty seconds...after which he yanked his trousers down and brought himself to the most intense, mind-numbing orgasm he could ever remember having. Afterwards, he felt unclean, perverted, and a little queasy. He resolved never to think about Jacquie again when he masturbated.



Party of Five Ch. 04



Josh experienced a rather turbulent night's sleep that evening. He was incurably restless, tossing and turning, then turning and tossing, then falling out of bed completely. One moment he was freezing cold, the next he was burning beneath his blankets. He was exceedingly relieved in the morning when he woke up without a fever.

Sunday, he thought, plodding into the bathroom and taking a long shower. He let the water run over his face and shoulders, soaped his body and then shampooed and conditioned his hair. He always omitted the last fact when he spoke to other people about his bathroom activities, which wasn't very often really. Even his mother and sister's had no idea he not only used their shampoo, but their conditioner also. He figured, what was the point of living in a house full of women if you didn't pick up a few beauty tips. Plus his hair always felt so soft afterwards; he was sure some girl would appreciate that one day.

When Josh stepped out of the shower, he threw a towel over his head and dried off his hair. He moved on to his face, then his chest and legs, and finally his back. That was when he caught sight of his face in the mirror and dropped the towel. He leaned closer, wiped away some of the steam that had condensed on the surface of the mirror and stared at himself and his own flabbergasted expression.

It was almost all gone! His acne, which had tormented him for close to four years now, was finally vanishing. The front of his face was entirely clear, and only a few red bumps remained along his jaw line. He smiled at himself, then grinned at himself, then told himself he was a "sexy beast". He wrapped his towel hurriedly around his waist and ran down the hall to his room. Once there, he threw open his closet doors and donned his best pair of jeans and a long-sleeved charcoal-coloured top. He was ecstatic – close to bouncing off the walls and shooting through the neighbour's attic window. It took him a while to compose himself before he was ready to go downstairs.

He took the stairs three at a time, landed deftly at the bottom and then strolled to the laundry and slam-dunked his towel and pyjamas into the hamper. After that, he made his way into the kitchen and paused in the doorway, flashing Alice, Dawn and his mother a winning smile.

"Good morning," he said cheerfully.

Dawn looked up from her grapefruit. "What are you so happy about?"

Josh shrugged. "Just a beautiful morning, isn't it?"

Dawn wrinkled her nose at him and returned to peeling her grapefruit. Josh's mother returned his smile. "I think that's the first time I've ever heard you say good morning without grunting it."

Josh had an inkling that Alice alone knew what he was so happy about. She was beaming him a warm smile that seemed to be saying "Congratulations." Josh sat himself around the circular kitchen table, facing both of his sisters.

He quickly remembered, however, that he didn't have any breakfast, and so returned to the table a minute later with a bowl overflowing with cereal. He took big mouthfuls and thought it tasted a lot better than it usually did.

Dawn looked up at him again. "I think I preferred it when you were moody and depressed."

"Dawn," Josh said, flashing a genuine smile at her, "not even you can upset me today."

Alice muffled a giggle and went back to her toast. Josh looked at her surreptitiously and thought that she looked positively divine this morning. Her hair, arranged into pigtails, looked particularly adorable. Normally, he would have said nothing, but today was such a fine day.

"I like your hair," he said between mouthfuls.

Alice looked up, beaming. "Thanks," she said.

Josh noticed Dawn's eyes flicking back and forth between himself and Alice; she wore an expression of revulsion.

"I like yours, too," Alice said to Josh. Lately he had been growing it longer, letting it hang as it would rather than saturating it with gel and trying to get it to stick up in the air. The colour was a mixture between the three girls – light like Alice's, and yet darker like Dawn's and Jacquie's. He warmed with the compliment.

"Would you two get a room," said Dawn.

"Don't," Alice said, nudging her sister. "Leave him alone."

Dawn pursed her lips at Josh. "I think his hair looks messy."

"It's the 'in' look," said Alice. "I think it looks cute."

Josh grinned at her. Dawn rolled her eyes. "You would."

Both Alice and Josh chose to ignore this, and continued eating their breakfast. When Josh was finished, he took his bowl to the sink and added it to the pile of dishes his mother was washing.

"Where's Jacquie?" he asked her.

"Still sleeping," she answered. "Must be tired; it's not like her to sleep in."

Josh was instantly and guiltily reminded of the previous day's events. Surely she hadn't been kept up half the night, too. And even so, if Josh had managed to wake up after so little sleep, certainly Jacquie could. She had always been an early riser; it came with the job of looking after the house.

Josh thought for a moment. "I'll go and see if she's up," he said, and started up the stairs.

"Don't wake her if she is," his mother called up after him. "And don't shoot her in the face with the hairdryer like you did last time."

Josh smiled to himself, remembering the memory fondly. Josh, you fucking little shit, I'm gonna rip your nuts off. Good times.

Jacquie's bedroom door was ajar, which in itself was strange. She usually shut it while she slept. During the day though, she had an open-door policy, especially for Josh, who used to come to her with his homework problems.

Josh pushed the door open and stepped inside. Jacquie was, in fact, still in bed. She was buried beneath her rather thick coverlet, with only a tangle of dark hair and a thin, bare arm protruding. Josh knew from experience than Jacquie wore singlets to bed, along with a pair of shorts or pants, depending on the weather. He also knew from experience that her singlets did little to contain her bust, and, given recent circumstances, was not the kind of sight Josh should be seeing right now. Her bare arm, however, was enough to make the back of his neck prickle. She slept inelegantly, unlike Alice and Dawn, but in Josh's eyes it was far more endearing.

He turned slowly and reached for the door.

"Good morning to you too," said a muffled voice. Josh jumped.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to wake you."

Jacquie sat up and ran the back of her hand across her eyes. "It's OK," she mumbled, "I was awake anyway."

Josh nodded, stupidly, and wrung his hands together behind his back. He felt strangely out of place. He looked down at the floor, at his feet, at the foot of the bed – anywhere but at his sister and her voluptuous bosom.

"So you're not looking at me again?" Jacquie inquired.

Josh looked up, and wished that he hadn't. "I am," he said clumsily, as though his words had tripped over Jacquie's breasts on their way to her ears. "I am looking at you," he repeated.

"Right," Jacquie replied dubiously. She pulled the covers off herself and swung her legs out of bed. Shorts, Josh realised with a wince. He looked up, saw her breasts, looked down again, saw her legs, then tried to do both at once and ended up looking at her crotch.

"I'm just gonna take a shower," Jacquie said. "Would you like to join me?"

"Mm-hmm," Josh said distractedly.

Jacquie smiled a sympathetic smile. "Go downstairs, Josh," she suggested.

"Yeah," Josh said, nodding far more vigorously than was necessary. "I think I will." He turned and walked downstairs like a zombie. Only Dawn was left in the kitchen, sitting at the table peeling another grapefruit. She looked up when Josh entered.

"Wake up your bosom buddy?" she asked. Josh almost lost his footing. He straightened up and was about to unload a torrent of explanations and/or excuses when he realised that Dawn was simply referring to how much time Jacquie and he usually spent together. After all, she had called Jacquie that before. Jacquie herself had used the nickname a few times, though usually in a more benevolent context, as in "Me and my bosom buddy are staying home today," which would usually be followed by Jacquie putting her arm around Josh's shoulders and giving him a sisterly shake. He cooled his nerves and reassembled the scattered threads of his dignity – he usually needed it when facing Dawn.

"She was already awake," Josh replied, unable to think of a witty answer, though he did say it nastily.

"Aw, so you didn't get to kiss sleeping beauty awake?"

Calm down, Josh told himself, this is still traditional Dawn territory. Don't panic; she doesn't know a thing.

"As opposed to what you do," Josh replied, "which is have sex with any sleeping guy you come across?"

"Josh," Dawn said with a mock sigh, "you've called me a slut so many times it's lost all meaning."

"Maybe you should look it up then," Josh retorted. "Finally figure out what it means."

Dawn assumed one of her many tactical looks, each of which was sexy and alluring. She pursed her lips, creased her brow and tilted her head to the side.

"There's no need to be jealous, Joshy," she said simply. Her expression negated the need for clever banter.

"Jealous?" Josh coughed. "Why the hell would I be jealous of you? I mean, let's face it, you're an STD breeding ground."

"Ooh, that's cold," said Dawn, unfazed. 

"Not as cold as your love life, I bet," Josh returned. "And, just to clarify, that's a different thing to a sex life."

To Josh's surprise, Dawn actually looked wounded. It was only a brief moment, but he had caught it, and it startled him. So that's her weak point, he thought, mentally pocketing the information for later use.

Immediately, Dawn's gaze darkened, and Josh could tell she was about to get serious, rather than coy.

"What about you?" she asked. "You have neither!" She laughed hollowly. "Not only is it impossible for you to get laid, but you spend all your time fawning over your sweet little Valerie while she doesn't even know you exist. That is pathetic."

Josh bristled, staring at Dawn in disbelief.

"That's right," she said, wearing a superior smirk, "I read your little diary, all of that crap about how," she assumed a mocking voice, "she doesn't even notice me, and I'm hurting so much inside. I just wish I could get her alone so I could tell her how I feel and then maybe we could be happy together." She laughed again, mirthlessly.

Josh was too angry for words. He felt his blood coursing through his veins like lava, his heart thumping a painful tattoo against his rib cage. The kitchen seemed to have dissolved around him, omitting from sight everything except Dawn, who he saw with perfect clarity.

Aside from Jacquie, Josh had never told anyone else how he felt about Valerie. And he had really only told Jacquie a few fleeting remarks; she had no idea what he really felt – all of that was inside his diary, which he had never shown a soul. The idea that Dawn, of all people, was the very first person to find out, and that she had read his diary...it infuriated him beyond reason. He would get her this time.

Slowly, Josh turned on his heel, and started to walk casually up the stairs.

"Where are you going, Joshy?" Dawn laughed after him. There was another moment of silence, followed by the unmistakable sound of Dawn leaving her chair and running up the stairs.

Josh quickened his pace and reached her room before she reached him. He ducked inside then shut and locked the door behind him with a satisfied and slightly sadistic smile. A second later, a heavy weight hit the door, followed by an incessant pounding.

"Josh, you little fucker," Dawn screamed, "open the door right now. Don't you dare touch any of my stuff! I'll kill you if you do."

She continued in this vein for some time, so Josh blocked out the sound of her voice and began rummaging around in her draws and closet until he found what he had been searching for. It had been hidden in a box in her closet, sandwiched between stacks of old school textbooks, looking very inconspicuous. It couldn't avoid his prying eyes though, and soon it was in his hands. He sat down on the bed and opened it up.

Dawn's scandalised cries finally subsided, after she mentioned something about chilli powder, a funnel and Josh's anus. Josh, however, was too busy scanning Dawn's diary to hear. At length, he located a suitably humiliating passage; he stood, crossed the room and leant against the door.

"Hey Dawn," he said maliciously, "have a listen to this...

"Sometimes I wonder if I really am ugly. Josh says it so often I wonder whether it might be true. I know I shouldn't let it get to me, but he can be so serious when he says it. I say awful things to him as well, I know, but I usually don't mean them. Sometimes I even feel bad after saying them; but I'd rather be dead than apologise to him. And this one, too...

"I asked Mitch out yesterday, but he said he wasn't really looking for a relationship at the moment. Then, today, I saw him kissing Claire in the park. Why do guys only like me if sex is involved? I've never even had a real boyfriend before – someone that actually cares about me and likes me for who I am. I wonder if I'll ever find someone like that."

Josh was laughing hard now, thinking that this was all far too good. This was gold! Why hadn't he ever thought of this before? He scanned the most recent pages and found another passage with his name in it. He began reading. 

"I found out today that Josh hasn't had sex yet, or even had a girlfriend before. Of course, I teased him about it, which I know I shouldn't have done. I remember my first time, when I was 16, and how I regretted it – and still do. I wish I could have waited like Josh is. And after finding out he's never had a girlfriend before, it made me think about how many boyfriends I've had – heaps. Then I thought about how many stayed with me longer than a few months – none. It really hurts to think that what Josh says is right – that I'm just a slut."

Josh was rather touched by the sentimental words Dawn had written about him, but he was still far too angry to appreciate this fact. He was much more interested in the lies Dawn's diary had exposed.

"Not such a happy camper are you, Dawn?" he called through the door.

He stopped and listened, and thought he heard sobbing sounds coming through the door. He put his ear against the door and listened harder. Oh God, he thought, she's crying. Josh dropped the diary and opened the door. Dawn was sitting on the floor, her back leaning against the wall opposite her bedroom door. She was indeed crying, her face buried in her hands.

Josh felt terrible – worse than terrible. He felt as if someone had crept up behind him with a giant meat hook and fished out his intestines. Only he felt worse than that. He knelt down on the floor and put an arm on Dawn's shoulder.

"I'm sorry," he said gently.

Dawn shrugged his hand away violently. "Just fuck off, Josh," she wept, her voice lacking all of its usual strength and confidence. Josh thought dimly that in two days he had seen two of his sisters stripped of their stoic composure and laid bare for him to see – quite literally in Jacquie's case.

Dawn's body shook with every sob. She was no longer weeping softly, but was overcome by an extremely wretched bout of guttural sobs, the kind that little children made on their first day of school. Josh now wished someone had crept up behind him with a giant meat hook and fished out his intestines; that would be paradise compared to how he felt now.

Regardless of how much she would undoubtedly protest, Josh sat down beside his sister and put an arm around her shoulders. "I'm sorry," he repeated. Dawn said nothing, just continued crying.

"Please, Dawn," Josh implored her, "say something. I feel awful."

Dawn lifted her head up slightly and wiped her nose with her hand. "Me too," she said.

Josh smiled, relieved to see that her sense of humour was intact. He ran his thumb up and down her shoulder and rubbed her shin with his other hand. "I never meant to hurt you," he said. "I just got carried away."

Dawn waved his explanations away with a hand gesture. "I shouldn't have read your diary," she said. "I'm sorry."

"Doesn't matter," Josh said. "I'm sure it was a really boring read – so you've already been punished enough."

Dawn's soft laughter broke through her tears. She finally lifted her head and looked at her brother. Josh noted the smudged mascara, the moist tear streaks and the puffy red eyes and thought she had never looked more beautiful.

"Friends again?" said Dawn.

"Well...technically," Josh replied, "I don't think we've ever been friends. So...I guess it's back to being mortal enemies."

Dawn smiled. "I want to be friends."

"Me too," said Josh. Then added, "That doesn't mean you're going to get all sentimental though does it? Because I don't think I could handle that."

Dawn chuckled. "No, I'm still going to tease the hell out of you, but now you know I don't mean most of it."

"Most of it?" Josh inquired, raising his eyebrows.

"Well, I still don't like your hair," Dawn replied.

Josh laughed and rubbed her leg more vigorously.



Party of Five Ch. 05



Author’s note: Well, a few people are apparently bothered by the fact that nothing has happened yet to justify the story’s inclusion under the Incest/Taboo heading, which leads me to think that perhaps it would have been better under the Novel heading, which is what this story will probably be length-wise. I can only ask you to be patient and assure you that when it happens, it happens. I appreciate all the advice and constructive criticism as well, so keep that coming. And, as of right now, I have written up to chapter 12, so if people are still interested, I’ll keep posting them. I’ll probably slow it down one I get closer to where I’ve written so that the waits aren’t too long. Anyway, enjoy.

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Chapter 5

Josh spent an uncharacteristically pleasant Sunday afternoon bonding with Dawn; or, more specifically, teaching her how to play chess. She picked it up easily enough but kept complaining whenever Josh captured one of her pieces. When he captured her queen, for the first time, she told him it wasn’t polite to attack women, and that he should attack the little pawns instead, seeing as he spent enough time around porn anyway. The remark wasn’t as sharpened as Dawn’s insults usually were, and Josh was grateful for her softened humour.

After six rather short games, they packed up the chess set and returned downstairs. Laura was outside pottering around in the garden, as she usually did in her free time; Alice was apparently in the study reading or writing or some such creative thing; and Jacquie was lying on the sofa watching a soap opera. She looked up when they entered the room.

“Where have you two been?”

“Playing chess,” said Dawn, as though the word ‘chess’ was new to her and required perfect pronunciation.

“Chess?” Jacquie asked incredulously.

“Uh huh,” Dawn replied, dropping down on one of the armchairs and swinging her legs over the side. “I won.”

“You did not,” protested Josh.

“Oh, he just says that ‘cause he hates being beaten by a girl,” Dawn explained to Jacquie. “I took all of his prawns.”

Jacquie laughed. “Prawns?”

“What?” said Dawn, genuinely confused.

“Never mind,” said Jacquie. “When did you two become such close friends anyway?”

“About an hour and a half ago,” Dawn replied. “I read Josh’s diary, he read mine...we played chess.” She shrugged elegantly, as though this were a perfectly normal sequence of events.

Jacquie goggled at Dawn. “You read his diary?”

“Yeah,” said Dawn, “but I apologised. So now we’re cool.”

That was Dawn all right, Josh thought, never one to beat around the bush – she said exactly what was on her mind and damned if it sounded odd. Josh had always admired her in that respect; he wished he had enough confidence to say whatever he wanted. Then he might have Valerie.

Jacquie stared at them as though they had both gone quite mad. “Well,” she said, sitting up and then standing, “I’m gonna make lunch.” And with that she vanished into the kitchen.

Josh took Jacquie’s vacated sofa and he and Dawn watched the television in silence. The programme was dull; a soap opera – Josh had no idea which one, but then, weren’t they all the same anyway? He watched as Fabio-look-alike number one pulled his lips off silicone-girl and stared contemplatively into the camera, somehow looking less like he were actually contemplating something and more like he had something pointy stashed up his behind.

“I don’t get these shows,” Josh commented.

Dawn leaned her head back. “He’s upset because she’s not being affectionate with him, which is because she’s actually sleeping with his brother, only he doesn’t know that. And the brother is married, but his wife is pregnant with someone else’s baby and he suspects she’s having an affair with that guy,” she pointed at the Fabio-look-alike again, “which she isn’t, but secretly wants to. Quite simple really.”

“Whatever,” said Josh, “I think it’s bonkers.”

“True,” Dawn replied thoughtfully.

Lunch was ready after another five minutes – ham and cheese sandwiches – and they all five sat around the kitchen table to eat. They were all unusually silent, which Josh attributed to the fact that their mouths were full of ham and cheese.

Josh was happily stuffing sandwich after sandwich into his mouth, whilst Dawn was nibbling on a single triangle and the others were eating at what could be considered a normal pace. Once all the sandwiches had disappeared – most into Josh’s stomach – everyone scattered like billiard balls, back to whatever it was they had been doing. Josh, however, stayed to help Jacquie with the dishes.

He collected them and piled them on the bench as usual, waiting for Jacquie to fill the sink. Josh frequently asked Jacquie why she insisted on washing the dishes after every meal, rather than at the end of the day, but was always given the same reply of “I like to be organised.” Josh usually shrugged, realised he had no problem with spending more time with Jacquie, and got on with drying the plates.

They settled into their usual mechanical routine, Jacquie washing and Josh drying. At length, Jacquie spoke.

“So you and Dawn are friends now?” she asked in a casual tone.

“I guess,” Josh replied.

Jacquie grinned. “That’s really weird.”

“It’s not that weird,” Josh responded defensively. He looked sideways at Jacquie, who was wearing an expression of intense amusement. “OK,” Josh conceded, “it is weird. But it’s not bad weird.”

“If you say so,” said Jacquie.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Jacquie said, “I know you guys, and I guarantee you’ll be at each others throats by the end of the day.”

Josh sneered at her and turned back to drying the glass he was holding. He finished it, placed it on the rack and reached for the next glass Jacquie was passing him. He couldn’t help but notice the way her breasts jutted out from her chest so firmly, as if they had no respect for gravity. He remembered – as he did now every time he saw them – how it had felt touching them, the soft flesh creasing and rolling under his fingers. He grew hard immediately, and promptly jammed his crotch up against the bench to hide it.

Jacquie handed him another glass. “Still looking at my breasts, ey?”

“Wh— no...of course not...I—“

Jacquie started to laugh at her brother’s discomfort. “Stay cool, Josh,” she said. “And hold onto that glass,” she added, more firmly, straightening the glass in Josh’s hands, which had been perilously close to falling.

Jacquie turned back to the sink, as did Josh, though with a considerably redder face than before. He kept his gaze down, using the towel on the dishes in a perfunctory manner.

Jacquie, seeing his embarrassment, knocked her hip into his playfully. “Come on,” she said, “I thought you were over this.”

“I am,” replied Josh in a highly unconvincing tone.

Jacquie turned back to the sink, mused for a moment, then turned back to Josh and asked, "Do you want to see them again?”

This time the glass did drop. Luckily, it was in the sink, and not on the floor, which did it no grave harm. Jacquie smiled again, obviously enjoying making her brother squirm. Josh looked up at her face, scanning it for sarcasm. When he was satisfied she was not joking, he too mused for a moment, before speaking.

“Why would you show me them again just because I wanted to see them?” he asked suspiciously.

Jacquie shrugged. “Maybe I want you to see them, too.”

“I knew it,” chirped Josh. “You liked it too.”

“Maybe,” Jacquie replied with a wicked grin. “Come on,” she said, “let’s finish these quickly.”

Josh dried each and every item Jacquie handed him in five seconds flat, which often meant he was standing there waiting for Jacquie to finish washing the next item.

“Hold your horses,” Jacquie said, thoroughly amused.

Josh slowed his pace – by a few seconds – and attempted to assume a casual air of indifference. He suspected he failed miserably, and was, in fact, radiating sexual tension.

At last, Jacquie handed him the last plate and began draining the sink. Josh scrubbed it dry hurriedly before folding the dishtowel up hastily and then leaning nonchalantly against the kitchen counter. In his opinion, Jacquie was taking her sweet time, and though he didn’t think she was doing it purposefully, her breasts and ass seemed to be swishing all over the place as she wiped the sink down and squeezed the sponge dry. Finally, she turned to Josh.

“Ready?” she said simply, which nevertheless struck a chord of taboo excitement inside Josh’s ribcage. It just seemed so strange and so thrilling to hear his sister ask him, in a casual manner no less, if he was ready to feel up her breasts.

Josh nodded and followed Jacquie as she led the way upstairs.

“You haven’t told anyone have you?” she asked him over her shoulder as she mounted the stairs.

“No,” Josh replied.

“Good,” said Jacquie, “we have to keep it that way.”

Did that imply that she was happy to make this a regular thing? Josh certainly hoped so as he gained the upstairs landing. They went to Jacquie’s room this time, which Josh found terribly exciting. Jacquie shut the door behind them, then pulled the curtains and sat down on the bed beside her brother.

She thought Josh looked quite visibly nervous, and not a little eager. She pulled her legs up onto the bed and scooted back until her back was resting against the headboard, her legs bent at the knees. Without preamble, she reached down, took hold of her blouse and pulled it over her head. Again she felt the thrill of being topless in front of her brother. She beckoned him closer, eager for his inexpert touch.

Josh glided towards her as if in a dream. Having seen his sister’s bare breasts once before did little to lessen the impact of seeing them again. If anything, he was more excited this time, no longer caught up in the shock of it all and more intent on fully enjoying the experience, possibly even making her shut her eyes again, or even moan this time.

He wanted to start at her belly, and work his way up; but again he wasn’t sure whether or not Jacquie would tolerate that, so he simply closed his hands over her breasts once more. He shifted his legs slightly, to accommodate his erection, which was pushing up painfully against his underwear. He twisted his hands around, as he would if he were making orange juice, then tweaked the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, and then ran a single index finger up and down the sexy crevasse between his sister’s breasts.

Jacquie did indeed shut her eyes again this time, though only at the beginning – after that, she kept them wide open and watched her brother with interest. Right away he had tried something new, rather than simply cupping her breasts in his unmoving hands.

She watched his eyes as they roamed over her chest, taking in every intricate detail. She found that she became quite flustered when she did this, and even more so when Josh returned her gaze.

As Josh began repeating some of his routines, Jacquie slid her hand behind his neck and drew his head down to her chest. “Come here,” she said.

Josh shook with excitement, wondering whether his sister had read his thoughts. It mustn’t have been hard, he reasoned, considering he had been mentally chanting “Let me lick them, let me lick them, let me lick them,” over and over. He looked up uncertainly.

“Can I?”

“Of course,” Jacquie replied. “If you want to.”

In response, Josh opened his mouth in a small ‘O’ and closed it over Jacquie’s right nipple. He felt her body jerk beneath him, and smiled against her breast. First, he used his tongue to flick the nipple and lather it with saliva. Then, he tried sucking on it, which didn’t feel very spectacular, he thought. Instead, he tried taking more of Jacquie’s breast into his mouth, so that he was sucking on more than just the nipple. This, he realised, felt much better. He used his tongue again, running it in circles around the nipple.

Satisfied, he lifted his mouth off Jacquie’s right breast and directed it towards the left one. Jacquie, however, caught his head.

“You don’t have to be symmetrical,” she said. “I hate when guys do that.” She saw Josh’s guilty look, then added, “You can suck it if you want, but don’t think you have to do everything you did on the other one.”

Josh left Jacquie’s other breast alone for now and instead used his tongue to probe the crease between both breasts. The skin there, he noticed, was impossibly smooth; it was like licking liquid silk. After he licked the skin up and down a few times, he returned to Jacquie’s left breast, drawing as much of it into his mouth as he could, which wasn’t even half of it. He felt Jacquie take hold of his left hand and place it on her right breast.

“That’s better,” she said.

Josh licked and sucked and slobbered away until his mouth was beginning to feel sore – but still he wanted more. A lot more. He went back to the right breast, but again, Jacquie stopped him. Every time she did, he became increasingly nervous that she was about to stop him and tell him they were making a mistake and to get the hell out of her room. Luckily, she didn’t.

“I think we need to make this a bit more equal,” she said, taking hold of the bottom of Josh’s T-shirt. “I want to see your big muscles.”

“I haven’t got any big muscles,” Josh admitted.

Jacquie smiled. “I still want to see your body.” She lifted the top over his head in one swift motion and threw it to the floor, where it landed atop her own.

Josh now knew what it must be like for Jacquie, exposing herself to him like this, and he felt an immense flood of gratitude towards her for doing it. He felt insecure and worried that she would judge him too harshly. What she did, however, was reach her hand forward and run it over his abdomen. It felt to Josh like her fingers were carving rivers of fire on his skin. He felt now, more than ever, the reality of what they were doing. He was never usually very physical with his sisters, even when they fought (though the previous two days had been an exception). Feeling Jacquie’s hand raking lovingly across his chest like this was driving him mad with forbidden lust.

“What happens when you flex?” Jacquie asked.

Josh tightened his abs, which condensed into a rippled six-pack. He had no idea what the use of it was if he could only see it when he flexed. Still, it was better than nothing.

To his surprise, Jacquie actually went “Mmmmm,” as she traced the muscles with her fingertips. Josh exhaled very slowly, savouring the touch that he hoped would last forever. Jacquie took her hand away though, sat up and pushed Josh back into the position she herself had been in, effectively trading their places. Josh looked up at his sister anxiously, wondering what she was going to do, and whether he would like it.

In answer to his question, Jacquie leaned forward over his body, dropped her face down low and resumed the work her fingers had been doing with her tongue. She traced the muscles, then kissed Josh’s torso in random spots, and then snaked her tongue up his midline, which was something of a cup de grace for Josh’s already heated nerves.

Jacquie smiled at him and then lay down beside him. Josh pushed himself up again, emboldened by Jacquie’s erotic display. He knew now that he could explore the rest of her upper body, which he planned to do with acute detail.

Jacquie was lying flat on her back this time, gazing up at her brother with openly loving eyes. Her dark hair was tumbled about her head and spread over the pillow like tendrils of satin. She rested her hands on her chest, above her breasts, and smiled more widely as Josh’s mouth came down on her navel. His tongue prodded inside, which elicited small squeals of delight from his sister. He traced the waistband of her jeans next, stopping at irregular intervals to administer a soft kiss or nibble on her skin with his teeth. He was vastly encouraged when he heard her say, “God, Josh, that’s amazing.”

Jacquie moved her hands to her sides as Josh began licking her collarbones, terminating at her neck where he planted huge wet kisses. Jacquie felt he was perilously close to her face. She wondered whether he would continue his journey up to her lips, then wondered whether she wanted him to.

Josh leaned further forward over his sister’s prone body, placing a hand on her belly to steady himself. This clinched the debate inside Jacquie’s head, and soon she was drawing his face up towards hers and kissing him passionately on the lips.

Josh pulled away instantly, leaving Jacquie feeling cold and foolish. “What’s wrong?” she asked.

He looked at Jacquie as though he had forgotten she was there. The fact that he was doing these things to his sister came bubbling to the surface of his mind.

“Nothing,” he said. “I just...”

“What?” Jacquie asked him in a concerned tone.

“I’ve never kissed anyone before,” he said sheepishly.

“Oh,” said Jacquie, relieved. “Well, I’ll show you. Here.” She held out her hand to him, which he took, and drew him closer to her. Their faces stopped only inches apart, a distance at which Josh had never seen his sister before. He looked for tiny imperfections in her face and found none. She was perfect.

“It’s easy, really,” Jacquie said, as though she were explaining how to ride a bike. “Just press your lips against mine, and then when you’re ready, put your tongue in my mouth and do whatever you want with it.”

Josh looked at her dubiously. “That’s it?” he asked.

“That’s it.”

Nodding, Josh leaned forward and sealed his lips over his sister’s, which were far thicker and softer. This, he thought immediately, is the real taboo. He had never felt anything like this before, as though he was invading some sacred space he was not meant to be inside. He felt too close to his eldest sister, and that sent waves of excitement up and down his body.

She was kissing him back, quite vigorously, twisting her head from side to side and probing his mouth with her tongue. Josh followed her lead and used his tongue to lick the underside of hers. She laughed against his mouth, which sounded strange, but encouraging. Their lips closed, then opened once more and Josh felt their tongues twist together like strands of DNA – an ironic simile, he thought.

They spent several minutes savouring the taste of each other’s mouth, which were the most invigorating minutes of Josh’s life. Touching her breasts, sucking on them, licking her belly – none of that compared to how amazingly wicked this felt.

When they finally stopped, Josh knew he had to cum like a horse, and fast.

“We should probably stop now,” he suggested.

“OK,” Jacquie replied brightly, patting her brother on the head. She stood up slowly and picked up their tops, throwing Josh’s to him and donning her own.

“Was that fun?” she asked as Josh pulled his T-shirt over his head.

“Very,” he replied.

Jacquie chuckled. “You learn fast; I have to say that.”

Josh beamed a pride-filled smile. “Thanks,” he said.

“Don’t mention it,” Jacquie replied, walking over to the door. “I enjoyed it too.” She planted a kiss squarely on his cheek and left the room.

Dazed and a little out of breath, Josh wandered down the hall to his bedroom where he soaked a hand towel only seconds after the door had swung shut.



Party of Five Ch. 06



Author's Note: I seem to be making a lot of these explanatory notes, which is probably not a great thing. However...I wanted to quickly reply to a comment left by bodasiousds, pertaining to the shifting point of view. I had originally intended to shift quite often, using Josh as a base character but also rounding out the opinions of the other sisters. However, as you see, I end up focusing on Josh a lot, mainly because he's so fun to write. So, yes, there will be a bit more shifting in the story, though not so much in mid-scene.

As for the pace, people seem to be taking either the "hurry up and make them fuck" opinion, or the "I like it slow and realistic – but they should still fuck soon" opinion. All I can say is soon. I really should have put this in the novel length section. Ah well. Enjoy.

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Chapter 6

When Monday morning arrived, the sun's rays streamed through Josh's window and woke him from his pleasant slumber. He couldn't remember exactly why he was feeling so good, but it was a welcome change from how he usually felt in the morning – cramped, tired and as musty as an old wardrobe. He bounced out of bed and padded down the hall to the bathroom.

He grinned broadly once he saw himself in the mirror; his acne was all but gone now. In fact, unless he looked at his reflection from closer than a foot away, he couldn't recognise any pimples at all. One more day, he reasoned, and he would be free from the tyrannical grip of the acne monster's claws.

He showered quickly and changed into his school uniform, feeling as though it had been a lifetime since he was last at school, even though it had only been two days – albeit, two long, event-filled days. In one weekend, he had turned 18 years old, befriended his unbefreindable sister Dawn, and even kissed and groped his eldest sister. All in all, he was feeling mighty pleased with himself, despite the niggling feeling of guilt and disgust that seemed to have permeated his mind since Saturday evening. He resolved not to pay it any heed; he loved massaging his sister's breasts and he wasn't hurting anyone in the process – so why should he feel guilty about it?

Josh's mother, as well as his sister's Dawn and Alice, had already left for their respective jobs by the time he arrived in the kitchen downstairs. Jacquie was up, of course, making toast and frying eggs in the kitchen.

"Smells good," Josh remarked as he entered.

"Morning," Jacquie said, flashing him a welcoming smile.

"Is any of that for me?" Josh asked, craning his neck over his sister's shoulder to see the eggs simmering on the frying pan.

"It's all for you," Jacquie replied, turning off the gas and serving up the eggs and toast. She handed him the plate, which Josh took gratefully and dug into on the kitchen table.

Jacquie cleaned up some of the mess she had made before taking a seat next to Josh at the table. She looked keenly at him and smiled a motherly smile.

"Your acne's all cleared up," she said.

"I know," Josh replied around a mouthful of eggs. He seemed awfully pleased about the news.

"Maybe now you can ask Valerie out," Jacquie said.

"Huh?" Josh muttered, wiping his mouth with a napkin.

"Valerie...? The girl you told me you had the major hots for. Remember?"

"Oh," Josh said, twigging, "yeah...her."

Josh was a little hurt that his sister was telling him to ask out another girl after what they had done together. He knew, of course, that it was nothing serious, but would it have killed her to show a little jealousy. After all, if he did start going out with Valerie, he wouldn't be fooling around with Jacquie anymore. Would he?

Josh shook the mental cobwebs from his mind and stuffed another piece of toast into his mouth. "I guess I could," he said.

"You guess you could?" Jacquie mimicked incredulously. "I thought you really liked this girl?"

"I do," said Josh.

Jacquie punched him lightly in the arm. "Then ask her out, dumby."

"OK, I will," said Josh, sounding a little scandalized. He made a garish display of massaging his arm where Jacquie had punched him. "That hurt," he said, bits of egg splattering on the table like mini asteroids. Jacquie yanked her arms back.

"Watch it," she scolded him lightly. "Would it kill you to use some table manners?"

"I have excellent table manners," Josh replied. "I just choose not to use them when you're around."

"Oh, that's nice." Josh beamed a toothy smile at his sister.

"Are you walking?" Jacquie inquired of his trip to school. "I can give you a lift if you like."

"Nah, I'll walk," Josh answered.

"Sure?"

"Yep."

"OK. Well," Jacquie stood from the table, "I have to take the washing out, so have a good day at school. And promise me," she added, pointing a menacing finger at him, "you'll ask Valerie out."

Josh exhaled through his nose in annoyance (his mouth was full of egg and toast) and nodded.

"OK. See you when you get back," and she walked away to the laundry, as Josh turned to watch her go, thinking that she had a little of Dawn's walk in her, though it was far more subtle.

After he had finished his breakfast, and cleaned up his mess, Josh grabbed his school bag and walked out the door.

* * *

Jacquie spent most of her day attending to the various household chores that had become her daily routine over the last few years. She supposed she should have loathed them by now, but they always seemed to comfort her with their methodical simplicity. She hung out the washing, put in another load, washed the breakfast dishes, made the beds, dusted the entire house and even fished around under Josh's bed for his socks, which would need to be washed. She smiled to herself when she found a wad of tissues under there with a dried up stain in the centre. She disposed of it in his wastebasket and took his socks downstairs to the hamper, all the while wondering if she had been the source of the stain.

At around two o'clock, Alice came home from work, looking her cheery self despite the fine sheen of sweat that clung to her face and neck.

"Hot outside?" Jacquie asked her as Alice ran a tissue over her forehead.

"Yeah," Alice replied. Then she cast her eyes about the kitchen before turning back to Jacquie. "Josh isn't home yet?"

"No, he finishes at three," Jacquie replied.

"I thought he finished at one on Mondays."

"No, he finishes at one on Wednesdays."

"You know his timetable?" Alice asked with an amused little smile.

Jacquie shrugged. "I'm home through the week, so I know what time he gets home." Alice dabbed the tissue underneath her eyes and then disposed of it in the rubbish bin. "But he might be home a bit later today," Jacquie added.

"Why's that?"

"He's asking his crush out," Jacquie explained with a wide grin.

Alice looked up with a curious smile. "What!? I didn't know Josh had a crush."

"I don't think anyone does," Jacquie replied. "Apart from me, and possibly Dawn – she read his diary."

"She did? Oh my God, why did she do that?" Alice inquired.

"No idea," answered Jacquie. "But they're friends now, apparently." Jacquie raised her eyebrows and rolled her eyes as she said 'friends'.

"Oooh, that's cute," said Alice.

"Please," said Jacquie, "it won't last a week."

"You're so cynical."

"And you're so optimistic."

Alice laughed and slipped off her shoes, feeling much more comfortable standing bare foot on the cool floorboards. "I don't see what's wrong with being optimistic," she said.

"And I don't see what's wrong with being cynical," Jacquie replied.

Alice placed her hands on her hips. "Now you're being childish."

Jacquie chuckled. "Whatever. I'm gonna watch some TV," she said, starting towards the living room.

"What's on?" Alice called after her.

"Soapies," Jacquie called back.

"Ooh, I'm in," said Alice, running into the living room.

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The two girls sat and watched for an hour, until they were rudely interrupted by the sound of the front door slamming. They craned their necks to see Josh stomping through the meal's area and up the stairs. Jacquie looked at Alice.

"Uh oh," she said. "Better go see if he's OK." She stood up.

"I'll go," said Alice, standing and walking towards the stairs. "I have some experience in this area."

Alice found her brother sitting slumped against his bed in his room, having not bothered to close the door. He didn't seem to have bothered to do much else either, as his school bag was lying in front of the doorway, his shoes were still on and he wasn't moving very much. Alice stepped over the bag, picked it up and moved it aside, then closed the door behind her.

She turned and faced Josh, giving him a warm, sympathetic smile. He didn't look at her, so Alice sat down beside him, leaning cross-legged against the bed.

"You wanna talk about it?" she asked. Josh shook his head without looking at her. Alice, employing her rather broad knowledge of conciliatory psychology, simply sat and stared at the side of her brother's head, until he finally turned to her and said, "What?"

"Tell me what happened," she said politely.

Josh searched her face apprehensively, as though he were expecting a trap of some kind. Apparently sensing none, he bowed his head and started to speak.

"I asked Valerie out today..." he said, then turned to Alice. "You know about Valerie, right?"

Alice nodded. "How did you know?"

Josh shrugged. "I figured Jacquie or Dawn would have told you."

"Jacquie," Alice clarified, "if that makes any difference."

"Well," Josh continued, "I asked her out, which is something I never would have done ordinarily; I think I only did it 'cause I was on such a buzz, now that my acne's all gone. But I did it anyway, and...she said no. Said I was nice, and that she wanted to be friends, but that I wasn't the type of guy she went out with." Josh's voice was acidic, startling Alice with its barely-contained rage. "I was so sure it was her," he added sullenly, then allowed his head to droop again in defeat. His hair, Alice noticed, hung like a curtain in front of his face when he lowered it like that; it really was getting long. Still, she liked it.

"I had a crush when I was in high school," Alice said contemplatively, causing Josh to look up from the floor with interest. "I was obsessed with this boy, but I never had the courage to ask him out. And when school finished, I still hadn't done it, so I left without ever telling him how I felt. And I thought, at the time, that it was the end of the world. But then you know what happened after that?" Josh shook his head, looking enthralled by her story. "I met another guy, just like him, on the first day of college. I never told that guy either, but I met another one in third year, and another one at my swimming club. The point is, Josh – you'll find lots more girls like Valerie and you'll look back on this as something that wasn't really as important as you thought it was at the time. But lucky for you, you actually did something about your feelings, which will make it even easier to cope with."

Josh had to grudgingly admit there was some logic to Alice's words; she was, if nothing else, always logical. It didn't take the pain away, but he knew, if he was honest with himself, that crushes would come and go many times before he found the right person. He felt strangely serene at the moment, as though he had just had an epiphany. He turned to Alice.

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it," said Alice, patting him on the shoulder. "You'll make a girl very happy one day," she added, leaning closer and giving him a kiss on the cheek. Josh felt a hot blush creep up his face and, again, wondered whether there was some truth to Dawn's words. He had been shy and nervous when he kissed Jacquie, but he hadn't blushed. He wanted to kiss Alice back, even on the cheek, but he knew it would be highly inappropriate. Besides, Alice was already getting to her feet. She smoothed her dress down and smiled warmly at her brother.

Alice was the only one of Josh's sisters that wore dresses, aside from at classy parties and balls. She wore skirts too, but rarely ever wore pants. Dawn wore skirts, though they were always miniskirts and worn more to show off her thighs than because she liked them. And Jacquie favoured jeans most of the time. Josh had always liked the dress Alice was wearing at the moment; it seemed to be one of her favourites too, as she wore it often. It was sky blue, with big white daisy's printed all over and some thin green leaves here and there. The dress didn't reach her knees, as Dawn's skirts never did, but it didn't look remotely slutty on Alice – only...sweet. And from his current vantage point, Josh could see even further up the dress, to the creamy, whiter parts of her thighs. Her panties though, were hidden from view, whatever style they may be.

He had postulated on the style of panties his sisters wore before. Dawn, he assumed, would of course wear thongs or a g-string or perhaps even none at all; Jacquie would wear lace panties that matched her bra (when she wore one, that is); and Alice would wear thin cotton underwear, most likely white, with flowers or little hearts on them. He could never decide which he thought was sexier. Then again, they might all wear thongs, for all he knew.

Thinking about panties had made Josh hard, which was luckily unnoticeable from the way he was sitting. He would have to remain seated, however, until Alice left.

"Coming downstairs?" Alice asked.

"Yeah, in a minute," Josh replied.

Alice smiled again and left the room. Somewhat relieved, Josh scrambled to his feet and shut the door again.

He felt like masturbating, which was bad. He was pretty sure – though he usually repressed the memory very deeply inside his brain – that he had masturbated while thinking about Dawn and Jacquie at least once, not including the weekend. The thought of doing it with Alice in mind though struck him as wrong. He didn't feel comfortable doing that, especially after Alice had just comforted him and cheered him up when he thought no one possibly could.

So, pushing down the memory of Valerie's rejection, he was able to reunite himself with his willpower, and prevent himself from touching his penis any further. Occasionally, when he refrained from indulging his sexual desires, he came down with minor stomach aches – Josh hoped desperately that this wouldn't be one of those times.

* * *

"How is he?" Jacquie asked curiously when Alice returned to the living room.

"Better," Alice replied. "We had a nice talk."

"So...he's alright, then?"

"I think so," said Alice. "Although I think he was a bit embarrassed talking about it to me – he was blushing a lot."

Jacquie raised an eyebrow. "Did you kiss him?"

"Pardon?" Alice asked, slightly puzzled by Jacquie's question.

"Did you kiss him? Like on the cheek or anything?"

"Um...yeah, I did. Why?"

Jacquie leaned back on her sofa. "That's why he blushed," she said as though it were a certifiable fact.

"What!?" Alice exclaimed with a laugh. "It is not."

"Alice, come on...you know he has a huge crush on you."

Alice sighed deeply. "I don't know why you guys keep saying that. He does not have a crush on me. You're the one he used to follow around like a shadow and ask to help him with all his problems."

"Yes, but you were the one he used to have trouble talking to because he was so shy."

"That's not true!"

"Alice," said Jacquie, "trust me. Ask Dawn if you like, she'll tell you. Besides, it's not as if I'm insulting you or anything. I think it's cute."

Alice fixed her sister with a penetrating gaze, then shrugged and settled back into the sofa. "Whatever you say."

Jacquie was busy enjoying a victory smirk, when she saw Josh coming down the stairs. She called out to him, and he entered the living room a moment later.

"Yeah, what?"

"We need your advice," said Jacquie. She flicked her head in Alice's direction. "Do you think Alice's hair looks better in a ponytail or in pigtails?"

She could see, straight away, that she had got him. He opened his mouth, shut it again, looked down at the floor, flushed the colour of a fire engine and then pretended to be pondering an answer.

"Er...I don't know. I like them both."

Nice try, thought Jacquie. "But if you had to choose one," she said, "which would it be?"

Josh shifted around awkwardly, looking at Jacquie rather than at Alice. It was so easy, she thought; all you had to do was mention Alice's appearance and he squirmed worse than a fish out of water.

Alice, Jacquie noticed, had fixed her with a disapproving look at first, as if to say "Leave him alone." After that though, curiosity seemed to have overwhelmed her, and she was now looking at their younger brother with inquisitive eyes.

"The pigtails, I guess," Josh spluttered out finally.

"Why though?" asked Jacquie, earning another glare from Alice. This time, however, Alice turned back to Josh much quicker, waiting for him to speak.

"I dunno..." he said, "they...they're cute," he finished with a furious blush.

Jacquie smiled to herself, feeling sadistic for the second time in her life. Maybe a bit more, she thought.

"And what about the dress? Dawn and I reckon it's old and boring. What do you think?"

Josh had had this conversation before, though not under such strenuous circumstances. Dawn and Jacquie did, in fact, tell Alice on occasion, that she should get rid of that dress – Dawn mostly. And every time, Josh would tell them to leave her alone and say that she could wear what ever she wanted, though he secretly wanted her to keep it for his own benefit.

"The dress?" he asked, as though this were just too much to handle.

"You don't have to answer that," Alice said, coming to the rescue. Josh looked relieved, although he was still intensely crimson. He turned and hurried from the room. He paused at the door, however, and turned back.

"I like it," he said. Jacquie and Alice, who had already turned back to the TV (Jacquie awaiting the exit of her brother to say her big "I told you so"), looked up again with confused expressions.

"The dress," Josh clarified, "I like it. I think you should keep it." He spun then and stalked out of the room, attempting to hide his face as one might try to hide a six-foot high tomato – very poorly.

Back in the living room, Jacquie whipped her head dramatically towards Alice, feeling the look said it all.

"Don't," said Alice, grinning despite herself and looking exceedingly flattered about something. "Don't be cruel." She turned back to the television, but was unable to remove her smile for the next few hours.

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The family ate dinner as soon as Laura came home, which was spaghetti carbonara – Josh's favourite meal. He had avoided Jacquie and Alice for the two hours after he had last spoken to them. He had not realised that Jacquie had purposefully tried to embarrass him, but was simply too humiliated to face them again so soon. He genuinely thought that Alice and Jacquie had required advice pertaining to Alice's appearance, which was lucky for Jacquie, as it was the kind of thing that would make him explode.

At the dinner table, Josh was beginning to be bothered by Dawn, who was grinning at him and constantly kicking him beneath the table. It had started off as a quaint little gesture that was very unlike Dawn, and which had amused him for a while, as it seemingly validated their new friendship. But now, after half an hour of it, his shin was becoming sore and that impish little grin she was wearing (Alluring Sexy Look number forty-two) was wearing on his nerves. Sexual frustration, too, played a large part, though Josh failed to notice that.

Dawn always had that effect on men, especially when she became tactile or playful; she was both at the moment, judging by her kicks and her expression. She was wearing stockings, too, which didn't help matters at all. She had a different beauty to Alice and Jacquie, one that, rather than make you smile and feel all warm inside, made you salivate and feel all warm downstairs. Knowing that she wasn't the enormous tramp that Josh had previously thought she was, and that she, too, battled with emotional issues every day, made her all the more appealing in his eyes.




Party of Five Ch. 06



Her eyes, too – or perhaps primarily –, were beaming a 'come hither' look that could make your legs turn to jelly if you weren't immune to it, as Josh most certainly was. They were a combined green and hazel colour, sheltered above and below by the longest eyelashes in the family (Josh's were the second longest). When she blinked, which she almost always did slowly, they stood out like streaks of ink against her skin. She was gorgeous, there was no doubt about it. If only she would stop bloody kicking me!

When the meal ended (not a moment too soon), Dawn announced that she was going out with her friends for a while, and promptly vanished upstairs to make herself look even more attractive – a logical, scientific and probably mathematical impossibility, Josh thought.

Alice said she had an assignment to work on, and disappeared into the study – her haven. Laura, Josh's mother, said she might have a night on the town too, and started calling all of her girlfriends. This left, as always, Josh and Jacquie, to occupy themselves as they saw fit. Josh positively tingled with anticipation, and marvelled at the perfect symmetry with which it had all worked out.

Alice would still be in the house, true, but she was dead to the world once she entered the study. They'd be lucky if they saw her once during the rest of the night.

Josh never even contemplated going out with his friends. Not only was there nowhere he particularly wanted to go, and no one he particularly wanted to see, but the thought of spending another excitement-charged night with Jacquie was too good to pass up. He only hoped she would be up for it.

It seemed she was, as the first thing she did once Dawn and their mother were out the door, was beckon Josh upstairs with a tantalising finger. Josh sped up the stairs so fast he tripped over and smacked his jaw. Jacquie laughed and Josh joined in, managing to chuckle at his own clumsiness despite the excruciating pain in his mouth.

Jacquie led him once again to her room, where she sat on the bed and waited as Josh closed the door. She held out her arms and after Josh went to her, wrapped them around his neck and kissed him on the lips. Josh felt at home again, every inch of his skin buzzing with excitement.

"How are you, dude?" Jacquie asked, her arms fixed firmly around her brother.

"Right now?" Josh asked. "Fantastic."

Jacquie giggled. "Well...you'll be feeling even better in a little while. I thought we could try some new things tonight."

A pair of invisible fingers plucked Josh's heartstrings, a feeling that reverberated all the way down to his toes. "Like what?" he asked, his voice several octaves higher than normal.

"You'll see," Jacquie replied with a roguish grin and pulled him down on top of her.

She cupped the right side of his face in her left hand and planted a kiss on his lips. The tongue wrestle began and endured for the greater part of twenty minutes. Josh still marvelled at how good it felt to put his tongue inside his sister's mouth. He wondered whether kissing another girl would feel quite this good. He doubted it.

Jacquie was certainly enjoying herself. She ran her hands up and down Josh's chest, along his arms, over his cheeks and all around his back. They spent more time with their lips pressed together than they did with them apart, which meant both Jacquie and Josh were short of breath after twenty minutes.

"And two days ago you didn't even know how to kiss a girl," Jacquie said, then nudged him in the ribs. "Look at you now – you're an expert."

Josh appreciated the flattery, though he doubted whether his kissing was all that better than anyone else's. He stopped thinking about it as Jacquie tugged his top off. Her own followed a moment later, and Josh felt a new sensation – that of having his own naked chest pressed up against Jacquie's, her breasts being smothered between them. Everything they did, it seemed, felt absolutely perfect, and everything, it seemed, was better than the thing they had done before. He wondered where the road ended.

Kissing was great, but this...this – this was far more intimate, especially when coupled with the kissing. It filled him with an intense lust, seeing his much older sister lying there beneath him, looking up at him with large eyes and pressing her breasts against his body. Heaven, thought Josh, I'm in heaven.

He began thinking to himself how incredibly beautiful his sister was, and realised he had never said so. Now was the time, it seemed.

"You're so beautiful," Josh said.

Jacquie beamed at him, radiating gratitude. "And you're my handsome little devil," she replied, causing Josh's heartstrings to be plucked again.

"No," Josh said, feeling he needed to emphasise the point, "I mean you're really hot."

Jacquie smiled again. "Flattery will only get you so far, Josh," she said. "Which, in this case, will be pretty damn far."

Josh wondered what that rather cryptic remark meant, but banished it for now. He would have banished the screams of a burning nun right then, rather than break the contact with Jacquie's breasts. He did shift his body, however, so that he could get his hands on the fleshy mounds and manipulate the smooth skin with his fingers. Jacquie moaned and shut her eyes.

Josh lowered his mouth to the valley between her breasts, which he had come to like very much. He tickled it with his tongue and used his hands to massage Jacquie's midsection. She wasn't the least bit flabby, but she didn't have the same washboard abs that Dawn had, which meant that Jacquie's skin moved beneath his hands like a volatile liquid, a feeling that Josh adored.

He could tell she was getting hot, as she began to use her own hands to knead her breasts together. Josh felt his nerves heat up at watching her play with her own body. She didn't carry on for long, however. Soon, Jacquie opened her eyes and pushed herself into a sitting position.

"I've got a surprise for you," she said, reaching over to her bedside table.

A surprise? Josh felt himself shiver with anticipation. What would it be? He found there were no possible ideas floating around his head, so he kept quiet and watched as Jacquie extracted something from a drawer, then pushed it shut again. She turned back to him with a large grin on her face, holding something between her thumb and forefinger. Josh, though he had never seen one in real life before, let alone used one, new what it was instantly. A condom.

"What's that for?" he asked in shock, his shivering beginning to take on a more sinister effect.

Jacquie inclined her head. "I thought I'd use it as a change purse – keep coins in it," she said sarcastically. "What do you think it's for?"

Josh goggled at her. "You want to have sex...with me?"

Jacquie smiled. "I've been thinking about it a lot, and I figured that maybe you'd like to try it. You know; your first time. I could be your first."

Josh felt cold now, as though a breeze was coming in through both the window and his skin to freeze his bones. "But...but that's incest," he stammered. "We can't do that."

"I think we've been doing a lot of things that brothers and sisters don't normally do. This is just taking it one step further."

"I...I...." Josh found himself at a loss for words. His mind was spinning crazily out of control; each individual part of his body was sending him different messages; and his thoughts were fragmented and unintelligible. "I don't think we should," he said at last.

Jacquie looked startled and mildly embarrassed. "If you don't want to, we don't have to," she said somewhat sheepishly. "I just thought you might want to try it, that's all."

"I do," said Josh. "I mean...part of me does. I just don't think we should."

"It's up to you," Jacquie said, lowering her hand and dropping the condom on the bed between them. "We'll do whatever you want."

Josh told himself to slow down for a second, to consider all those rabid little voices echoing around the back of his mind.

His sister – his eldest sister – wanted to have sex with him. That was certainly a shocking prospect, and not a little overwhelming. On the one hand, he would be fulfilling so many fantasies, finally experiencing the ultimate pleasure with a woman he trusted and loved and now lusted after. On the other, he would be losing his virginity to his own sister! And how was he to know if he would regret it afterwards, like he usually regretted masturbating to really explicit images after he had done it. How would he live with it? What would happen to their relationship? This is too much, he thought.

"I'm sorry," Josh said, jumping to his feet and scooping up his top. "I just...I...." Without another word, he turned and ran from the room, back to his own, where he shut the curtains, turned off the light and curled up in the darkness to escape the torture of his thoughts.



Party of Five Ch. 07



Josh's lonely reverie blended quickly into sleep, filled with nightmares he didn't remember in the morning. Every bone in his body ached when he pulled himself out of bed early on Tuesday. He moved his head from side to side and heard his neck crack twice. He felt awful and certainly in no shape to go to school – but the alternative...

He made his way, as per usual, down the hall and into the bathroom, where he ran the hottest shower he could tolerate and stood perfectly still underneath the water for half an hour before he was shivering from the cold. He stepped out, dripping water all over the floor, and reached for a towel.

He shied away from green towel on the rack, as he had seen Jacquie wrapped in it once before. He chose instead a black one, worn and coarse, like his mood. He barely registered the complete disappearance of his acne in the mirror, which went against everything he knew – he was supposed to celebrate like there would be no tomorrow once it cleared up completely. Now, however, he only wished there was no tomorrow.

She was there, in the kitchen when he went down. No one else was, and so he kept his distance, skirting the edge of the room with an apprehensive disposition. Jacquie saw him.

"Hey," she said, a little dispiritedly, but with perfect civility.

Josh didn't reply, or even nod. He said, "I'm going to school."

"What about breakfast?" Jacquie asked him.

"I'm not hungry."

Jacquie looked hurt. "Oh. Well, OK...I'll see you later."

Josh fumbled for the strap of his school bag. He caught it, swung it over his shoulder and walked quickly to the door. When he was outside, he sagged against it and sighed repentantly.

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School that day was a disastrous affair; one of those days where nothing seems to go right, and nothing seems to go left, and so everyone just walks straight into you. Josh's friends either didn't notice his despondent mood, or didn't care. Either way suited him. He didn't care that they didn't notice and he didn't care that they didn't care.

It was around lunchtime, when Josh was sitting a little outside his circle of friends, staring across the courtyard at Valerie, that he realised what a complete and utter ass he was.

He began to see things from Jacquie's point of view, to comprehend her reasons for suggesting what she had. Really, she was only trying to help. Of course she wouldn't be doing it only for Josh's benefit, but then she probably didn't want or need it as badly as he did. Not that he needed it; he just wanted it. Desperately.

He wasn't so upset about running away last night – he had been extremely nervous and he had simply acted on an impulse; he was more upset about the way he had treated Jacquie this morning. He had ignored her, like a stubborn little boy. He hadn't intended to – and really, if he didn't have Jacquie, who did he have? She was always there for him, always there to help him and joke with him and cheer him up when he felt like absolute crap. And he had abandoned her when she was probably feeling rejected or at least a little foolish.

Josh nearly slapped him self on the forehead. Instead, he stood and took off for his locker, ignoring the calls of his friends, asking him where he was going. He reached his locker, opened it with a few spins of the combination lock and grabbed his bag. He ran home as fast as he could, and thought, to hell with chemistry.

When he arrived home, he paused outside the door for a moment to hold his breath and gather his thoughts. Realising there wasn't really much to gather, he opened the door and went inside.

He threw his bag and let it skid across the floor until it hitched up against the bench. Where was she? Not in the kitchen; not in the living room; not in the study. Josh mounted the stairs and peaked inside her room. She was sitting on the bed, clipping her toenails. Perhaps not the most elegant way to appear for a sibling reunion, but Josh would take what he could. He took a step forward and Jacquie looked up.

"Josh," she said, shocked. "What are you doing here?"

Words failed him, at the cruellest of moments. He wracked his brain for something to say and came up with a good old traditional,

"I'm sorry."

Jacquie stared. "For what?"

"Uh...for not having sex with you," Josh said awkwardly. Jacquie's lips began to curl. "But mostly for running away and ignoring you. I was a real jerk."

Jacquie smiled genuinely, her face coming alive and strengthening Josh's resolve. She stood and approached him. "No you weren't," she said, two feet away. "You were just scared. I shouldn't have brought it up so casually. I know it's a big thing for you and I guess I just forgot that."

Josh returned her smile, closed the gap and put his arms around his sister. They hugged tightly for a long while, both of them unmoving.

"So, uh..." Josh said at length, "is your offer still available?"

Jacquie broke the embrace and looked into her brother's eyes. "Only if you're interested."

"Oh, I am," said Josh. "Very interested."

Jacquie giggled and shut the door. She sashayed around the bed and retrieved the condom from the drawer, throwing it to Josh.

"We've got," she checked her watch, "an hour before Alice comes home. So it'll have to be a quickie."

"A quickie?" Josh inquired.

"Well, not too much foreplay, is what I mean."

She lay down on the bed and began unbuttoning her blouse. Josh leapt onto the bed beside her and kissed her as she giggled. He yanked his own shirt off, then sidled closer to his sister and kissed her again. Her lips parted eagerly beneath the onslaught of his tongue. Josh felt her sucking on it and couldn't explain the feeling if he tried.

He took his tongue out of Jacquie's mouth and used it to tickle her ear lobes. He planted a row of butterfly kisses along her jaw line and nibbled on her collarbone. She was loving the attention, letting her brother do as he would and hoping she could make him feel this good. As it was his first time with a woman, and as she was his sister, she was pretty confident she could make him feel ecstatic. Not to mention she hadn't had sex in quite some time, which would make it great for her too.

Josh had moved on to her breasts, paying them the same curtsey as her face and coating them in saliva. He had to steady himself when he saw Jacquie start to unfasten the buttons on her jeans. He told himself again, that this was what he wanted, and hoped that the tiny little voice of guilt in his head – which was now only a whisper – vanished completely.

Her crotch unbuttoned, Jacquie started to work on Josh's, which was only a zip, and thus came apart much faster. She grabbed hold of her jeans and snaked her hips out of them. Josh realised he had been right on the money concerning her panties; they were lace and black. He wished briefly that she was wearing the matching bra, but then discarded the wish when he looked at her breasts again.

Jacquie leaned forward to help her brother remove his pants, which ended with Josh having to stand up and pull them down. Nevertheless, he was back on the bed within a few seconds, wearing his...

"Jocks. Guess that answers the question." Jacquie smiled.

"I don't wear boxers because my erections are really visible when I do. I mean...it makes a tent."

Jacquie's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Ooh, I can't wait to see how big that monster is."

"It's not," said Josh. "...big. It's only average."

Jacquie took her brother by the hands and drew him to the top of the bed. "You know that saying about how it doesn't matter what you've got, it's how you use it?"

Josh nodded.

"It's true," said Jacquie. "For this girl at least."

Josh smiled at her, feeling a large knot in his stomach unfurl. That, he thought, was a relief.

Jacquie lifted up the covers and ushered him under. "We'll do it under the sheets this time," she said.

Josh crawled under. "Does that mean there'll be other times?"

Jacquie leaned her face close to his, touching her nose to his nose. "You'll just have to wait and see." She wiggled her nose from side to side.

Soon, Jacquie had joined her brother beneath the sheets and was shifting around into a comfortable position. "I know it's always embarrassing to be naked in front of someone the first time you do it, when you have enough things to worry about." She smiled reassuringly. "You be on top."

Josh marvelled at the casual way in which she was saying all this, as though having passionate sex with your sister was something akin to buying a carton of milk from the supermarket. Josh realised he had never bought a carton of milk from a supermarket before, and wondered which would be harder.

From the way she was wriggling about, Josh could tell Jacquie was pulling her panties off. Sure enough, a moment later her arm emerged carrying the skimpy little garment and tossed it to the floor. She was naked beneath him now, and there was only one piece of clothing left. He fumbled blindly underneath the sheets, pulling his jocks off his legs and dropping them on top of Jacquie's panties.

"Here," Jacquie said, ripping the condom wrapper open and handing it to him. Josh dropped the small rubber circle into his palm and then paused. He looked up at Jacquie.

"Just put it on the tip of your cock and roll it down," she said.

Josh did as he was told, and quickly decided he didn't like condoms. It felt tight and uncomfortable, but it was bearable; then again, lying on a bed of needles would have been bearable with his sister lying naked below him.

Jacquie grabbed his arms and positioned them so that his hands were resting on the pillow on either side of her head. She grabbed his hips and moved him into the centre, then flicked her hair out of her eyes and adjusted her own hips.

"Now," she said, in a husky voice, "just take it slowly and don't worry about whether you're doing it right or not. OK?" Josh nodded, feeling like a teacher was telling him how to complete a maths problem, though he never shook this much or felt this nervous when that happened. Except for that substitute teacher they'd had last year – that was an unproductive two weeks...academically speaking. "Just relax and have fun," Jacquie added. She dropped her eyes to where their crotches were located beneath the sheets, and waited expectantly.

Josh eased his hips forward and felt a soft, cotton-like material on the head of his cock. Shit, I missed. He pulled back, moved slightly to the right and moved forward again. This time, the head of his cock came to rest against a fleshy strip of skin that Josh knew well from pictures. He took a deep breath and felt Jacquie's reassuring hand on his elbow.

"Nice and slow," she said.

Josh eased his cock forward and felt the lips part in front of it, emitting his dick into a moist cavern of magic and wonder. OK, he scolded himself; it's not a fucking candy store! Although, he thought, I bet it tastes sweet.

Josh felt himself smile, and met a similar expression on Jacquie's face, whose eyes were moving back and forth between their crotches (still concealed) and Josh's face. He hoped to God she wasn't sitting there and thinking, when is he going to put it in?

Over half his length was inside his sister's cunt now, and it felt soaked to the core. He had never imagined quite how warm and moist it would be inside a vagina. Now, he didn't need to imagine.

"That's it," said Jacquie encouragingly, "a bit further."

Josh slid it in a bit further and then stopped. He found he could only get approximately three quarters of his cock inside, which astounded him, and for once, made him pity all the poor bastards with ten-inch beasts who were forced to carry mobile phones in case they wanted to say something to their partner. He would rather have an average sized cock any day, than trade the feeling of his and Jacquie's bellies pressed together, their pubic hair (if she had any) mingling together.

"That's it," gasped Jacquie, showing her first sign of pleasure. Her eyes flickered, but she kept them open and looked up at Josh. She smiled, as though all the work had been done. "How does it feel?"

"Great," Josh replied, a notable hitch in his voice.

Jacquie's smile broadened. She brought her hands up and ran them along her brother's arms, creating the sensuous shhhhh sound of skin rubbing other skin. She ran them around his back, and moved them up and down on either side of his spine. She could tell he liked being touched. And she was receiving considerable thrill from being in control – a feeling she hadn't experienced before.

She was hit once more by the shocking thought that this boy – this man – inside her, was her little Josh who had clung to her legs when he was a toddler while she helped her mother in the kitchen. She could hardly believe it, but it sent waves of wicked pleasure through her body.

"You ready to go, cowboy?" Jacquie asked.

Josh nodded. He pulled out of Jacquie's pussy – felt like a stray cat left outside – and pushed back in – and felt like he had come home again to a dish of warm milk. He had done it too slowly to produce any sort of real sensation, but it was a start, and already he loved it. He tried it again, faster, and then again, faster still.

Jacquie was making long, drawn-out sounds that soon melted into deep moans. Josh braced himself on his knees and lifted a hand to squeeze Jacquie's breast. In response, her tongue slithered out over her lips and her hands came up to her breasts, the left one closing over Josh's right, which was still on her left breast.

"I like to squeeze them together," she explained, and proceeded to do exactly that. Josh removed his hand to watch. The two large orbs mashed together and then bounced away again. He watched the motion several times before he decided it was time to kiss her again. He leaned forward, shifting his weight onto his hands, and sealed his sister's mouth with a kiss, a long, soul-searching kiss that he hoped would communicate all of his love and gratitude.

Jacquie opened her mouth wide and kissed Josh back vigorously, using her tongue to touch every part of his mouth. She was pleased when he began thrusting again, without her having to prompt him. He could do two things at once then, which placed him above most of the guys she had been intimate with.

His pace didn't really match hers, and sometimes left her pushing forward as he pulled back and pulling back as he pushed forward. She didn't mind though, and she found that if she kept her hips still and let him do most of the thrusting, it worked out fine.

By the time Josh had worked up a consistent rhythm, Jacquie was in ecstasy. She was having her first sex in months, with a younger man, who also happened to be her brother. Oh, how deliciously naughty. She could only imagine how Josh felt, having his very first time on top of all that.

As it turned out, Jacquie couldn't possibly imagine how Josh was feeling, as he was out of his mind with pleasure. He delved into her yet again and felt the first warning twinge, reverberating along his shaft. This is gonna be big, he thought.

He found that the most comfortable position put him only inches away from Jacquie's face, which made for an extremely personal and intimate experience, as he looked deep into her eyes while he fucked her. The second, third and fourth twinges came in quick succession and he knew he wasn't far off.

"I'm gonna cum soon," he warned her.

"OK," Jacquie replied, managing a smile. She abandoned her own hopes at orgasm and instead applied her energy to making this the best possible feeling Josh would ever have. She knew the touching would make it better, and so ran her hands up and down his back. She knew also that, most of all, looking into his sister's eyes from only inches away while he shot his load would multiply the orgasm by many, many times. She kept up both efforts, and let him continue his quickening thrusts into her vagina.

The end came soon, very soon. Josh felt it build inside his balls like a fire, spreading through his entire body and then rebounding into his shaft. His sister's hands felt amazing on his back, and her unblinking gaze was exhilarating...and too much. He shut his eyes hard and felt the heat explode out of his cock and fill the condom. He cried out and felt all his senses blur. He was only dimly aware of Jacquie's hands caressing his back, and of her knees knocking against his hips. He could smell her, not her perfume but her, and he could hear her, vaguely, saying his name and things like, "That's it, Josh. Good boy."

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open and his hearing returned to normal. His knees grew weak and he collapsed against his sister's chest, his head resting between her breasts. She rubbed the back of his head and caressed his neck with a finger, soothing him with soft words.

"Way to go, cowboy," she said. "You did really good. Just rest for a minute."

Josh thought that was the most sensible thing he had ever heard anyone say – apart from "Don't feed the bears." He felt physically drained, of his strength and of his cum, which had poured out of his cock as though it were being sucked out by a vacuum. He was panting against Jacquie's breasts, his muscles gone to jelly and his cock something even wobblier than jelly.

They sat like that for a long while, Jacquie nursing her younger brother back to full strength. He had started to stir now, and was even running a finger around her belly.

"That," he said, "was amazing!"

Jacquie kissed the top of his head. "Glad you liked it."

Josh raised his face and kissed her deeply. "Thank you," he said.

"Thank you," Jacquie replied.

"Did you...?" Josh asked tentatively.

"No," said Jacquie. "But it doesn't matter; this wasn't for me." She smoothed his hair out and rubbed his shoulder. "Do you feel weird?"

"A little," Josh replied. "Not as much as I thought I would though. I thought I'd feel really guilty about it."

"Are you?" Jacquie asked. "Guilty?

"No," answered Josh.

"Good," Jacquie replied, smiling.

They spent another few minutes in silence, until Josh started to move and became conscious of the condom around his limp cock. He peeked under the sheets but couldn't see anything.

"Should I..."

"Wrap the sheet around your waist," Jacquie suggested, "and go to the bathroom."

Josh collected the sheet and held it together around his waist. He took his clothes with him and entered the bathroom. Once he had shut the door, he dropped the sheet and pulled the condom off his cock. He couldn't resist looking inside.

The thing was absolutely bulging with cum. Josh marvelled at the amount; never had he cum that much before – not even half of that. He started towards the bin but heard a knock on the door.

"Don't throw the condom in the bin in there," Jacquie said. "We have to throw it away somewhere else."

Josh paused. "What do I do with it?" he asked, feeling foolish.

"Tie it up at the end," Jacquie replied. Josh began tying the open end into a knot. "Oh, and Josh," Jacquie's voice again, "check if it's broken."

Josh felt his heart plummet to somewhere around his feet. Oh shit, he thought. Oh shit, Oh shit, Oh shit. Jacquie's voice, too, sounded anxious. He held the condom up to the light and felt around the cum-filled end. He sighed in relief.

"No, it's not broken."

"Are you sure?"

"I think so."

There was a pause.

"Let me see it when you're finished."

Josh felt wickedly amused at the idea of handing a cum-filled condom to his sister, saying, "Here you are."

Nevertheless, after wiping his cock off with a tissue and putting his clothes back on, he opened the door and handed Jacquie the bulging rubber tube. She, too, was fully dressed, looking as casual as ever and not at all like someone who had just been fucked by their sibling.




Party of Five Ch. 07



"Yeah, it's OK," Jacquie said after examining the condom. She handed it back to him. "Can you take it outside and put it in the bin? And don't let Alice see you if she's home," she added.

"What?" said Josh, startled. "She's home already?"

"I don't know," replied Jacquie. "I wasn't really concentrating on listening for the door. I don't think she is, but just be careful." Josh still looked rather startled. "Don't worry," Jacquie reassured him. "Just take it out and put it in the bin. I have to clean my room."

"OK," said Josh, wondering if there would be this much work every time. Bah – he couldn't even think of next time, not after the powerful emotional experience he had just had. He would ruminate on it for days. "Here's your sheet," he said, holding it out to her.

"Thanks," Jacquie said, then smiled and leaned in close for a kiss. "Remember," she said, nuzzling her nose against her brother's, "don't tell anyone."

"How dumb do you think I am?" Josh replied.

"Well, let's just see if you can act normally with me in public from now on."

"I can act perfectly normal," said Josh defensively. "They'll never suspect a thing."

"That's not the only thing I meant," said Jacquie. "I mean, I don't want our relationship to change outside the bedroom, OK?"

"Sure," said Josh, thinking this was a good idea.

"I'm still your sister and you're still my little brother and we still crack jokes and insult each other and all the rest. If we're alone in the house, then that's OK, but otherwise, nothing's changed."

"Sounds good to me," said Josh, strolling down the hallway with a bulging condom in his hand.



Party of Five Ch. 08



Author's Note: Here's my favourite chapter. I had to take quite a few breaks while I was writing this one – for food, of course. I was hungry.

For all those people complaining about the pace: you won't be sorry for reading this chapter. So hold onto your seats. Or...whatever is it you hold onto while you're reading erotica. And you can be guaranteed even more raunchiness because there's a lot more Dawn in the next few chapters.

Just wanted to say also that I appreciate ALL the feedback that I'm getting, positive or negative. I've been lucky in that no one has slammed my story completely. But there are many more people reading than sending me feedback, so come on guys...I'd like to hear from you. I've been getting quite a few e-mails and I'm replying to some of them so if you want to hear back just tell me. Send me one and tell me who your favourite character is or something.

And, lastly, I'll just say that although I said the story would be picking up speed now, that wasn't because of the feedback I got. I'd already written up to chapter ten or so when I posted the first one, so although I do listen to the feedback, I'm not copping out and writing in an orgy because that's what people want. But like I said, it does get hot now. Enjoy.

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Chapter 8

In the days after Josh's intimate encounter with his eldest sister, he thought he had never felt so un-horny in his life. He supposed he had emptied a week's worth of sexual hormones into that condom. It didn't bother him though; in fact, it had quite a few benefits. His mind had never been clearer and it allowed him to do more homework than he usually did – which still wasn't very much.

Jacquie had been right about Alice not being home on Tuesday afternoon. Josh was sure he would be able to tell if she had heard anything, and for that he was immensely thankful. He didn't know what they would be able to say to excuse their behaviour.

And yet, he started to feel prickles of guilt every time he spoke to Alice, or Dawn, or his mother. He imagined, more than once, being thrown out on the street by his wrathful mother and being forced to earn a living by selling old shoes on the street until the local drug lord killed him for mistakenly thinking he was hiding cocaine in the soles. Nah, Josh thought, that would never happen. Mom would be the one that killed me. He wondered briefly whether his mother was the local drug lord.

As for his relationship with Jacquie, things had hardly changed. The first time they found themselves alone, on Wednesday night – Josh had finished school early on Wednesday but Jacquie had been out grocery shopping – they were washing the dishes, as usual, and Josh found himself feeling slightly uncomfortable. It was a new sensation for him, standing so close to the person you had copulated with – not to mention doing something so mundane as washing the dishes with them. It was bizarre, but Jacquie didn't seem to mind at all.

It wasn't that she ignored Josh, or pretended it hadn't happened – she was simply able to separate it from their daily interactions. He admired her ability to do so. Nevertheless, after that night he found it became much easier to be around her without constantly picturing her naked in front of him with a look of rapture on her face. They were still brother and sister, Josh thought, and felt a strangely large amount of relief flood through him.

Friday night was the next time they had the house to themselves. Josh's mother was out with her friends again, as was Dawn, who had even managed to drag Alice along, telling her she was spending far too much time doing homework and needed a night out. 

"Plus," Dawn had said, "I know this great guy that you'll really like."

Josh had felt a flood of jealousy at that, though he didn't register it consciously. Besides, Alice was far too intelligent for any of the guys Dawn hung around with; she would see right through this guy, whoever he was. Feeling somewhat better, Josh watched them leave and found Jacquie standing behind him.

"Just you and me again, cowboy," she said, using the nickname that made Josh think immediately of cumming inside her pussy.

Jacquie came around the back of the sofa that Josh was sitting on and wrapped her arms around his neck. He could feel her breasts leaning heavily on his shoulders and let a soft sigh escape his lips.

"If you're not doing anything," said Jacquie, "I have something in mind to keep us...occupied."

A smile spread across Josh's lips. He stood up and followed Jacquie upstairs, into his own bedroom this time. Jacquie shut the door behind them.

"So," she said conversationally, "now that you've had time to think about it, how was your first time?"

Josh sat down on the bed. "Pretty good, I'd say."

Jacquie smiled. "Glad I could be of service," she said as she swooped down on the bed and kissed Josh on the cheek. Josh turned his face and met her mouth with his own.

They kissed passionately four or five times before Josh was aware of Jacquie drawing something out of the back pocket of her jeans – a condom. Josh took it in his hand and kissed her again. He kissed her on the corner of her lips, then on her throat as she removed her top. Josh fell onto her breasts like a starving dog onto food. He spread his hands out wider than he had before and tried to fit both breasts into his grasp. He was close, but not quite close enough. He gave them a firm squeeze and heard Jacquie moan.

Josh slid a hand around her waist and leaned his head over her shoulder to kiss the back of her neck. He felt her hands running up the back of his shirt, tracing the bumpy line of his spine.

A minute later his shirt was off, and Jacquie was in the process of tugging off her jeans. Once she had, she lowered Josh back onto the bed and planted sultry kisses all over his chest. Her expert fingers undid the buttons on his jeans and slid them down his legs.

After they landed on the floor, Jacquie pulled the coverlet up and over their bodies, which Josh was extremely thankful for, as he was still very nervous about being completely nude in front of her.

"I'll take the top this time," said Jacquie, running a slender finger down his chin and the middle of his chest. Josh watched her rummage under the covers to remove her panties and did the same for his jocks. They both threw them to the floor together. Jacquie's were black again, he noticed.

Josh stuck his hand underneath the sheets and applied the condom to his penis, which didn't feel quite as irritating as last time. He told Jacquie it was on, and watched in awe as she lowered herself onto his erect cock. She sighed as she slid down his shaft, welcoming him into her depths.

She started moving straight away, rocking her hips back and forth in a fluid motion. She supported herself on her arms, which were locked straight, the shoulders protruding above her back, reminding Josh of how a cheetah looks stalking its prey. A couple times, she raked her breasts up his chest and even swept them across his face. Josh stuck out his tongue but barely made contact before she was on a downward motion again.

He could tell – and felt quite guilty about it – that Jacquie was trying to achieve her own orgasm this time. She was varying her pace a lot and stopping at regular intervals to make sure Josh didn't approach his own climax too soon.

When he felt the blissful pressure at the base of his cock, Josh could tell Jacquie was very close too. She was gasping with every upward thrust, and now had one hand placed on his chest, fingers splayed wide. Josh tried to hold on a little longer but it was futile. His hips spasmed once and he was gushing semen.

"Oooooh," he groaned, this time relaxing into the feeling and letting it carry him to uncharted heights.

He felt Jacquie's hand slide down – involuntarily – to his abs. She started to move faster, panting now with the effort. Luckily, Josh's cock stayed stiff long enough for her to hit her climax, which was extraordinarily powerful. She fell onto Josh's chest and literally screamed aloud as it spread through her loins.

The advantages of mutual climax dawned on Josh immediately. His sister's vaginal muscles had contracted around his cock, as though they were hungry for its seed, drawing it forth greedily. Josh didn't experience the full extent of the sensation, as he had come too soon; but he realised it produced another few spurts of cum and would, if they managed to cum more simultaneously next time, double the amount.

Jacquie was pushing herself off his chest now, breathing hard and still moving herself slowly against his cock. Josh soon grew limp though, and she lifted her hips off him.

"How was that?" she asked.

"Better than the first time," said Josh. "My head didn't explode this time."

Jacquie laughed. "No, but I think your cock did."

Josh returned the smile.

"I'm gonna go get cleaned up," said Jacquie, bundling a sheet around her body. She bent down and kissed Josh, sucking on his bottom lip as she pulled away. "Put your pants on and get rid of the condom like last time," she added. "I'll see you in a minute."

Josh watched her go and then stripped the condom from his cock. He knotted the open end and rested it on the floor while he pulled his pants on. He threw his shirt on too, but left it unbuttoned while he ran downstairs, out the backdoor and deposited the used condom into the garbage bin. He made sure to throw it down the side where it disappeared underneath the other waste.

Jacquie was still gone when he returned to his room. He fixed the sheets up a bit and sat down to wait. When she returned, she was wearing her jeans but not her top. Her breasts hung out like big beige fun bags.

"How 'bout some hindplay?" she said.

"Hindplay?" asked Josh.

"Opposite of foreplay, I guess," replied Jacquie. She tossed the sheet on the bed and lay down on it on her side. Josh mimicked her position, facing her. Jacquie ran a finger along his jaw and gave him a single kiss.

"I came this time, you know," said Jacquie.

"Yeah."

"It felt really good...in case you wanted to know."

"Really?" said Josh.

Jacquie nodded. "Really good," she said, kissing him more passionately. "I need a rest though."

"OK," said Josh, and stood to leave her in peace. Jacquie's hand grabbed his arm. 

"Where are you going?" she asked.

Josh smiled and let her pull him back down. She reached a hand out and drew the sheets up to their shoulders. She slung an arm over Josh's body and closed her eyes.

Josh watched her rest and hoped they didn't both fall asleep. That could be disastrous. They didn't, however – after a while, Jacquie opened her eyes and they started to kiss and touch each other again, softly and tenderly, no longer impatient with lust.

"I'm sorry things didn't work out with Valerie," Jacquie said suddenly.

"Oh," said Josh, "that's OK. I guess she wasn't really the girl I thought she was."

"Well," said Jacquie, hugging his neck, "you know I'm here for you. I'm just happy I can satisfy your emotional and your physical needs."

Josh eyed her sceptically. "That's not why you're doing this is it? Just to help me out?"

"No," replied Jacquie, "I'm doing it because you're a great fuck." She kissed him. "And because I love you."

"I love you, too," said Josh, feeling it was the right thing to say.

Jacquie rested her head on the pillow and shut her eyes again. Josh stroked her hair affectionately, wondering if this was the prettiest sight he had ever seen.

* * *

On Saturday morning, Jacquie had left to see a friend of hers in town who was going through some sort of personal crisis. Josh wondered whether a woman who was having sex her 18-year-old brother was the right kind of person to be giving relationship advice.

Alice was also out, working at the bookstore, and Laura, too, was at work. She worked at some big design company which Josh knew nothing about, but that working at it was good for his mother, who enjoyed having something to do during the day rather than playing the traditional role of the divorced housewife.

This left, strangely, Dawn and Josh. He couldn't remember the last time he and Dawn had been alone together on a Saturday, or even at all. Dawn was almost always out with friends, or at work, and when she was home, Jacquie or Alice were usually there. It was perhaps lucky, Josh considered, that they had become friends, otherwise they would surely have destroyed the house.

Dawn was lazing on a sofa in the living room when Josh found her. She was wearing a skirt, as usual, and a top that left most of her belly uncovered. Josh saw the exposed skin and found himself unable to look away. She really did have a remarkable physique, especially her stomach. Josh wondered if she could take a punch when she flexed it, like some of the guys at school tried, but decided it was better not to find out.

Dawn sat up when Josh walked into the living room, revealing that her top wasn't actually that revealing, but had simply ridden up her body while she lay. It still exposed some of her belly though.

"What's up, Joshy?" she asked.

"Nothing," said Josh casually, flopping onto an armchair. "You're belly's showing," he added, without knowing why he had.

Dawn looked down and ran a hand across the exposed skin. "So?" she said. "If you've got, flaunt it."

"And what exactly do you have?" asked Josh.

"Killer abs," Dawn replied with a wicked grin, and Josh silently agreed.

"Think awfully highly of yourself, don't you," said Josh.

"I have reason to," Dawn answered. Josh snorted. "Let's see your abs then," demanded Dawn.

"No!"

"Don't have any, huh? Too bad."

"I don't have a big nose either."

Dawn looked scandalized. "Your nose is bigger than mine, you twerp." It was true.

"Yes, well, I haven't had a nose job," replied Josh.

Dawn looked outraged, her eyes like emerald coals. "You bastard," she yelled, and lunged at him. Josh was too quick for her though; he leapt out of his seat and took off in a flash. Dawn pursued him, running surprisingly fast for a glamour queen. She caught him at the foot of the stairs, and grabbed the back of his shirt, but Josh pulled himself free and sprinted up. He ran for his room, Dawn following close behind.

Josh tripped at the entrance and scrambled at the wall for a foothold. Dawn bowled into him and they went tumbling into his room. Josh smacked his head hard on the floor. Dawn landed more gracefully, on one knee. She stood up and dusted her skirt off.

Then, her eyes glazed over, her brow furrowed, and she began sniffing. What the hell is she doing? thought Josh. Her eyes widened.

"You had sex!" she squealed.

Josh fell back on the floor. "What!?" he bellowed.

"You had sex!" Dawn repeated, pointing at him and grinning hugely.

"I did not!" Josh exclaimed.

"Yes you did," said Dawn. "I can smell it."

"You can't smell it," Josh said flippantly. Although, he thought, if anyone knew what sex smelled like, it would be Dawn.

"Oh, yes I can," said Dawn, looking extremely pleased about the whole affair. "Tell me," she said, dropping to her knees and looking at Josh expectantly, "who was it?"

She looked positively deranged. "Was it that girl from school?"

"I didn't have sex!" Josh cried.

"You're lying," said Dawn, fixing him with a penetrating look. "I know you are."

Josh was astounded that she knew what sex smelled like, and also that she could tell he was lying so easily. Would it help to keep denying it? Or should he just make up some girl from school? He didn't get a chance to decide; what Dawn said next rocked him.

"That's Jacquie's perfume," she said, sniffing the corner of a sheet she had bundled in her hand. Josh hadn't even seen her grab it; he was cowering on the floor, thinking that Dawn was rather scary when she was on the verge of discovering some scandalizing gossip.

Her eyes grew huge, her mouth opened up like a yawning abyss that was threatening to swallow Josh whole.

"You and Jacquie are having sex!" she shrieked. "Oh my God!" She was staring at Josh, with that same crazy, goggle-eyed expression.

What should he say? What could he say? I had sex with a girl who uses the same perfume as Jacquie; the smell is just from masturbating, I don't know why the perfume's there; I was actually making pancakes in my room, when I accidentally grabbed Jacquie's perfume instead of the maple syrup and voila: sex smell. Josh doubted whether even Dawn would believe you could get sex smell from mixing perfume and pancake batter. Sounded like a potential science fair winner though.

Dawn had dropped to her knees again, right in front of Josh. She grabbed his wrists and was shaking him. "You and Jacquie had sex!" she was crying with a huge smile now. "You had sex!"

"Shut up!" yelled Josh.

Dawn stopped yelling, and stopped shaking him, but kept a firm hold on his wrists. Josh took a few deep breaths.

"Well..." said Dawn, "did you?"

Josh didn't see the sense in lying. He knew Dawn, and he knew she wouldn't rest until she discovered the truth, which would make finding time alone with Jacquie extremely hard. Besides, she didn't seem too upset about it. For God's sake, she was laughing!

Josh nodded, unable to bring himself to use words.

"Oh my God!" Dawn squealed. "I can't believe it. Jacquie had sex with you."

Josh looked up, furious. "Hey!" he cried indignantly. "What's so hard to believe about someone wanting to have sex with me?"

Dawn just looked at him. "But she did it coz you're a virgin, right? Because I was teasing you about it?"

"No," said Josh, thinking he shouldn't say what he said next. "She liked it, too."

Dawn looked aghast. "She did?"

"Yes!"

"You mean she wanted to have sex with you?"

"Yes!"

"Wow," said Dawn, sounding impressed. She leaned in closer and lowered her gaze.

"Is it really huge?" she whispered conspiratorially.

"No!" Josh bellowed angrily, forgetting the number one rule of the Talking About Your Penis handbook. "She just wanted to."

Dawn looked dubious. "Are you sure it's not huge, coz I don't think Jacquie has seen that many."

"Dawn!" Josh spat vehemently.

"Alright, alright," Dawn yielded. She thought for a moment. "Is it because you can do something really well – cuz I once knew this guy who wasn't that hot, but all the girls liked him because he could—"

"Dawn!"

"OK," said Dawn, startled by Josh's anger. "You can't do anything." Josh looked scandalized. "I mean..." clarified Dawn, "you can do lots of things." She patted the side of his face consolingly.

Her other hand, Josh now realised, was resting on his knee. He felt uncomfortable at the contact, but enjoyed it at the same time. Dawn never touched him affectionately.

"So was it just a one off thing?" she asked. "Or has it happened more than once.

Josh was reluctant to answer any more questions, but her soothing voice and her hand on his knee prompted him to do so. "More than once," he said, which sounded more impressive than "twice".

"How long has this been going on for?"

"About a week, I guess."

Dawn pursed her lips thoughtfully. She stood up and put her hands on her hips. Josh averted his gaze, fearing the view of her panties.

"I kinda thought you'd be having sex with Alice," she said.

Josh pushed himself up onto his bed, then looked up. He was shocked. "You did?"

Dawn looked at him. "Oh, no...not before. I just meant – if you were having sex with one of your sisters, I figured it'd be Alice."

"Why would you think that?"

Dawn shook her head. "Never mind."

"You don't seem very concerned about it."




Party of Five Ch. 08



Dawn shrugged. "No big deal," she said. "I'm sure lot's of brother's and sister's experiment with each other."

"We're not experimenting," corrected Josh.

"Right," said Dawn. "Whatever."

"Are you gonna tell anyone?" Josh asked anxiously.

"Nah."

"Are you gonna tell Jacquie you know?"

"I don't know," said Dawn. "Maybe."

Despite Josh's hopes that she would leave, now that this extremely awkward conversation was winding down, Dawn plopped herself down on the bed beside Josh and showed no sign of leaving just yet.

"So what's it like?" she asked.

"What do you mean?"

"What was it like? Having sex?"

Josh raised his eyebrows. "You wanna know?"

"Yeah," said Dawn. She leaned back on her arms. "Was it good?"

"It's sex," Josh said concisely.

"Right," Dawn replied. "So it's good." She looked thoughtful. "How do you do it?"

"How do we do it?" Josh inquired incredulously.

"What position?"

Josh sighed. "I dunno...missionary, I guess."

"That's it?"

"We've only done it twice," Josh let out, forgetting what he'd thought earlier.

"Oh...is that all?"

"What do you mean 'is that all'? I said we've been doing it a week."

"Yeah, well, I thought you'd have done it a lot more."

"Only you can have sex a hundred times in a week, Dawn," Josh said, causing his sister to hit him on the shoulder.

"So why didn't you ask me?" she said.

"Ask you what?"

"To have sex with you," Dawn said, as though this was obvious.

Josh felt rationality and logic bounce around inside his head. "Why would I do that!?" he said.

"Didn't you ask Jacquie?"

"No," said Josh, "she asked me."

"Oh."

There was a pause. "You wanted me to ask you?" Josh said, very confused and a little curious.

Dawn shrugged. "Could be fun."

Josh's heart went off like a triphammer. His jaw muscles walked off the job again and his eyes became stuck on 'wide'. Dawn, noticing his silence, turned and looked at him with a neutral expression.

"What?" she said.

Josh couldn't answer.

"Aren't you curious?"

Josh started to splutter an answer. "I...I..."

"I am," said Dawn."

Josh recovered enough to cry out, "You want to have sex with me!?"

Dawn rolled her eyes. "Were you like this with Jacquie? She must have had a lot of patience."

"But...but..."

Dawn raised her eyebrows. "'But...yes I want to', or 'but...no thank you'."

Josh goggled at her. "You would?" he said. "If I asked you to."

"No. Not if you asked me and I didn't want to. But I'm asking you, and I want to know if you want to. Well...do you?"

Josh clenched his eyes tightly shut, then opened them again. She's still there. He had to admit, that if he could have sex with any of his sisters (and it now looked like he could with two of them), he would have it with Dawn. She was the one that provoked lust and physical desire. He imagined she'd be wild and very, very kinky in bed. Gah...my sister!

"You're my sister, Dawn," said Josh.

Dawn looked upset. "Oh, and Jacquie isn't?"

"That's different," said Josh. "Jacquie and I...get along."

Dawn cocked her head to the side. "Look, do you want to or not?"

"I...I guess." Josh was surprised by his answer. Would he really go through with this? Having sex with Jacquie had been almost accidental. If she hadn't dropped her tits in the water that night, it never would have happened. It had been a gradual affair also, starting with innocent touching and exploring before it progressed to sex. This...this felt different.

"Good," said Dawn, leaping to her feet and crossing the room to shut the door. Josh was astounded by her confidence. Did she know what she was about to do?

"Are you sure this is something you want to do?" Josh asked, voicing his thoughts.

"Yes!" Dawn said impatiently, drawing the curtains. "Quit worrying."

She sat back on the bed, and breathed out deeply, her shoulders dropping as the stress escaped. She then took on her usual impish smile and looked at Josh.

"Are you sure you want to?" she said. "You might catch an STD." Josh smiled at the irony. "Coz I'm such a slut," continued Dawn, making Josh feel very foolish. "I mean...who would possibly want to have sex with me?"

"Shut up," said Josh good-naturedly.

Dawn's smile widened. "So," she said, "does Jacquie normally kiss you?"

"Sometimes," said Josh, feeling his stomach twist into a knot. Every nerve ending in his body felt electrified. He was in complete lust over her; his entire body felt drawn to her like a piece of metal to a magnet. His cock, he supposed, was responsible for that – it was as hard as steel.

Dawn placed a hand tenderly on her Josh's and leaned in to him. It surprised Josh, how affectionate she was being; he'd always assumed Dawn would have sex like a pornstar – barely touching and devoting no time to kissing or fondling. He parted his lips as Dawn's tongue slid snakelike past his teeth.

She kissed far more passionately than Jacquie, opening her mouth wide to Josh and adopting a much slower pace. She prolonged each individual kiss, moving her head in circles, twisting her tongue around and then making wet smacking sounds when she pulled away. She would never pull away completely though; she hovered extremely close to Josh's face, parts of their cheeks or noses or chins touching. Then she would reach forward for another kiss, taking forever to get there, which drove Josh insane with desire.

Her palm was flat on his chest, roaming around with more force than Jacquie had used. The hand slid in between two of the buttons on his shirt, and massaged his skin. The feeling Josh had now was more familiar to him. This was how he felt when he looked at porn or masturbated, craving it like air. He wanted her so bad...and he was going to get her.

Dawn was more vocal than Jacquie too, moaning with her kisses and breathing in huskily between them. Josh recovered himself somewhat from Dawn's erotic onslaught. He brought his hands up and ran them along her slender arms. He pushed the sleeves of her top up when he reached them, and noted the extent of her tan.

Her hand was driving him crazy beneath his shirt, and her kisses were overloading his senses. God, she's good at this, Josh thought, wondering why he'd ever teased her about it.

Dawn broke away from his mouth. She dropped her head and dragged her tongue up the length of his throat. Josh let out an audible groan.

"You like that?" Dawn asked, smiling. She lowered her head again, tilted it completely sideways and sucked the skin of Josh's throat into her mouth. Josh groaned again, and started moving his hands around her back.

Dawn attended to his neck for a while, then leaned around it in search of more flesh. She licked his ears, she kissed the curve of his shoulder, then she did something that Josh knew only Dawn could do. She arched her back and craned her neck, so that she was staring up at him with parted lips and a sultry gaze. She was shorter than he was, so Josh was looking down at her upturned face. He lunged at her exposed neck and tried to mimic some of the things she had done to his. Dawn moaned and ran her hands into his hair. Josh kept his own hands running all over her back, revelling in how very tight her top was. He could also feel a bra strap underneath.

Dawn lowered her head again. She reached behind her and grabbed Josh's hands.

"Don't be shy," she said, moving them down to her butt. Josh let her place them there, then gripped her cheeks tightly. They fit perfectly into his hands, so compact was her ass. Josh had never really considered himself an 'ass man', but he knew that was set to change.

He slipped both hands underneath her butt, cupping it and enjoying more kisses in the meantime. Dawn now had one hand on the back of his head and another wrapped around his neck. Josh brought one of his up and tangled it in her hair. He had never seen – let alone felt – a more intimate embrace than this. It was as if their bodies were trying to fuse together.

Josh lowered his lips and kissed the skin where Dawn's neck met her shoulder.

"You're good at this," said Dawn.

Josh lifted his lips just long enough to reply. "Coming from you, Dawn," he said, "that means a lot."

Dawn laughed. "Am I still a slut, then?"

"No," said Josh, sucking on the skin. "You're just very experienced."

"Mmmm," said Dawn, half in reply to what Josh had said and half in response to what he was doing to her shoulder. She savoured it for a minute longer, then placed her hands on his chest and pushed him back slightly.

Her fingers found the buttons on his shirt and she began undoing them, her eyes watching them move until she had finished them all. She looked up then and met his gaze. She reached her arms around the side of his body, which brought her face very close to his chest, and pushed the sleeves off his arms, sustaining eye contact the entire time, which Josh found incredibly sexy. Once the shirt was off – which Dawn left lying on the bed rather than throwing it to the floor – her cheek was resting lightly against Josh's chest. She turned to face it and planted soft kisses in lines across his torso.

Josh shut his eyes for a second, just to experience the extreme rhapsody of feeling his sister kissing him in that way. As Dawn was kneeling, and bending over to reach his chest, Josh was able to reach his arms over her shoulders and run his hands down her back. When he reached the hem of her top, he curled his fingers around it and drew it up her back. Dawn's position meant he couldn't get it off yet, but he was able to massage the skin he had exposed. Ah, he thought, the wonders of moisturiser.

Josh lifted the waistband of her skirt and slid his hands inside, his middle finger running along the crease of her butt. Dawn made a muffled noise against his chest. She pried her lips away and leaned back on her knees. Her fingers took hold of the bottom of her top and lifted it over her head. The motion was extremely sexy – Dawn could make anything look sexy.

After the garment had fallen to the bed, Dawn shook her hair back into place with a flick of her head, the blonde highlights flying in all directions before it settled back into perfect place.

"I told you you wear scarlet underwear," said Josh, admiring her bra. Her breasts were smaller than either Jacquie's or Alice's, though still about the size of mangoes. Josh thought the size was even more appealing.

"You said I wear scarlet panties," Dawn corrected.

"Well, what colour panties do you wear?"

Dawn lowered her gaze and smiled seductively. "You'll just have to find out," she said.

After that, she leaned back on her elbows and stared at Josh with an amused and expectant expression. Lying as she was, her belly had gone concave, and the hint of her ribs was visible. This, Josh thought, had to be one of his all time favourite poses. Pornstars never did it, but supermodels did, and Dawn could have easily been a supermodel. Even her tan didn't diminish when you got to her belly.

Josh ran his hand up her stomach and between her breasts. He ran it up her neck and then back down again to her belly.

"My skirt, silly," said Dawn. "Take it off."

Josh wanted to tell her how mind-blowingly, incredibly fucking sexy she was when she spoke like that, but he thought his sister already had enough of an inflated ego. And besides, she probably already knew it.

Josh reached out and took hold of the waistband of Dawn's skirt. Then, he realised he had no idea how to take a skirt off.

"Um..." he said, looking around for a zip or something.

"Just slide it off," said Dawn, making the word 'slide' sound like the phrase 'I'm going to make passionate, hardcore love to you all night long'.

Josh slid the skirt down over her toned legs, off her feet and then dumped it on the bed. Their clothes, he realised, were strewn all around them. He looked back at Dawn, and swallowed so he wouldn't drool. She looked phenomenal, lying there on her elbows in her bra and panties and her slender figure, a naughty little sparkle in her eyes. She was more gorgeous than gorgeous.

"You do wear scarlet panties," Josh said, noticing them. They were lace, like Jacquie's.

Dawn looked at him from beneath her eyelashes. "Now do you wish I'd bought you a pair?"

"No," Josh said, and he leant forward and started kissing her belly. "They look much better on you."

He slid the tip of his tongue up the middle of her chest, and when his eyes reached her bra, he realised she was undoing it. Josh lifted his tongue and watched in awe as Dawn worked the clasp behind her back. She brought her hands back around front a minute later and lifted the cups.

Her breasts were round, tanned...beautiful. She smiled at Josh's admiring look and told him to touch them. Josh obliged and closed his hands over them, into which they fitted perfectly. He felt the nipples digging into the centres of his palms.

"You don't have to be so gentle," said Dawn. "They won't break. Squeeze them harder."

Josh smiled at her continually erotic language and squeezed her breasts harder.

"Mmm, yeah," Dawn groaned. She covered Josh's hands with her own and moved them around. They rolled her breasts around in tandem.

"How do they feel?" asked Dawn.

"Really, really good," Josh replied.

"Better than Jacquie's?"

"The same," Josh said diplomatically.

He removed his hands from her breasts and brought them down to her panties. Dawn caught at his wrists.

"Leave them on for now," she said. Josh had to admit that seeing a girl wearing only panties was another of his favourite sights, so he complied.

Dawn pushed herself up and stepped off the bed, her long slender legs arcing in graceful circles before hitting the floor. How does she manage to make everything look so God damned sexy? Josh turned towards his sister and watched as she got down on her knees between his legs. He noticed that unlike Jacquie's breasts – which sagged a little once they were out of her top – Dawn's breasts didn't sag at all, they jutted out prominently as though they had a good idea of how beautiful they were and were showing themselves off. 

Dawn's fingers went to the buttons on Josh's jeans and began to unfasten them. Josh watched in awe as she pushed the flaps of his fly apart and then dug her hand deep inside to fish out his cock. He jumped slightly and steadied himself with a deep breath. Dawn took her hand out and instead yanked his jeans down his legs. His jocks followed and his cock bounced free, showing itself to another person for the very first time (since he was two). It seemed to want to make quite an entrance too, as it was standing fully and solidly erect. Dawn actually licked her lips.

"Mmmm."

She began to lower her face towards it.

"Wh- what are you doing?" stammered Josh.

Dawn looked up with confusion. It was an astounding picture, Josh thought – his sister's face looking up at him only inches away from his throbbing dick.

"Hasn't Jacquie blown you before?" she asked. Josh blinked and thought for a moment that he was about to cum. He wasn't, luckily, as Dawn's face was perilously close to his cock.

"No, she hasn't."

Dawn frowned. "Well, that's no fun," she said. "That's the best part."

She reached out her hand and curled her fingers around Josh's shaft. She gave an impressed little moan and moved her hand up and down a bit. Josh held onto the edge of the bed and gasped loudly.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" said Dawn, looking up. "Wait 'til you feel this." She started to lower her mouth. Josh's hips bucked and she looked up at him again. "Do you want me to?"

All Josh could do was nod, and nod heartily. Dawn seemed to get the message, and closed her lips over his cock.

"Ah."

Dawn laughed, which, with Josh's cock in her mouth, gave him a curious sensation. She pulled her lips off again.

"You won't hold out long," she said, "so do you want to cum like this or do you wanna fuck?"

Josh thought she really had no shortage of sexy things to say. "What do you want?" he asked.

Dawn smiled. "You're a lot more considerate than most guys," she said. "We'll do the blowjob for now, but you have to fuck me some other time."

"OK," said Josh, his spine tingling.

"Ready?" said Dawn, looking up at him, her mouth hovering less than an inch away from his cock. Josh nodded.

She took it inside her mouth again, her hand gripping the shaft. Josh tried to relax and stem the enormous flood of cum that was waiting impatiently inside his balls, threatening to surge out at any moment.

Dawn's experience showed; she was good at this – really good. She slid her mouth down Josh's shaft, taking almost all of it inside. She stayed there for a moment, her nose in his pubic hair, then tightened her lips and dragged them back up. Josh groaned loudly and clutched the bed tighter. Dawn reached out, took one of his hands and placed it on the back of her head.

Josh was trying desperately to calm down, to think about something else for a while, but it was hard when Dawn was sliding her tongue over the head of his cock. She finally pulled it out of her mouth with a soft 'pop' and looked up at Josh with a wicked grin. A thin rope of saliva was hanging from the corner of her mouth. Josh's cock though, was completely covered with it. My sister's saliva, he thought. Dawn's saliva!

"Are you close?" she asked. Josh nodded. "We'll just wait a bit then." She started to lightly caress his balls with one of her hands and used the other to wipe her mouth.

"How's it feel?" she asked, her eyes on Josh's face.

"Incredible," croaked Josh.

Dawn laughed. "But I'm a slut, Josh."

"No, you're not," said Josh. "You're amazing." Dawn's smile widened.

"Bet you never thought you'd be getting your first blowjob from your sister."

Josh shook his head. "Glad I am though."

Dawn looked down and raked her hand across Josh's belly. "I never thought I'd be this naughty." She looked up again. "But I like it – having my brother's cock in my mouth. Feels nasty."

"It's so hot – the things you say," said Josh, finally voicing his thoughts.

"Makes it much better," Dawn replied, massaging Josh's cock head with her fingers. Then she looked up again, fixing him with a fervent look, no longer smiling. "Like when I say, 'I'm going to suck on your cock until you cum inside your sister's mouth'."

"Hohhhhhh," Josh groaned, his control slipping a bit.

Dawn grinned again. "See...much better."

She gave her head a flick, shifting her hair, and lowered her mouth again.

"By the way," she said, looking up, "that's exactly what I'm gonna do. And I'm gonna swallow it all, too."

Josh started to lose control rapidly. He hung on desperately as Dawn's mouth sunk over his cock again. This time, she didn't tease or tantalise; she started bobbing her head up and down, using her mouth like Jacquie had used her pussy. She was making heaps of saliva though, and spreading it all over Josh's length. She reached up and gripped the sides of his torso as the barrier inside his balls was shattered into a million tiny pieces.

The cum rushed down his cock and started spilling into Dawn's mouth. She drew back a bit and used her hand to keep stimulating him. Josh felt the same sensation he had felt having sex with Jacquie the first time – complete disorientation – only magnified a hundred times. He made sure he watched though, and what he saw took his breath away, as well as his cum.

He could see the muscles in Dawn's throat working furiously as she swallowed mouthful after mouthful of his cum. She was even making low moaning sounds that made Josh cum harder. He decided to say something.

"You are so fucking hot," he told her.





Party of Five Ch. 08



Dawn didn't respond, which was little wonder considering Josh's cock was jammed firmly inside her mouth. He felt the tide begin to diminish, and he began to cum like he did when he masturbated. Only a few more squirts were left and Dawn got them all. When the cum had stopped, she lowered her lips again to the base of Josh's cock and slid them back firmly, extracting another two squirts, though they dribbled out this time rather than rocketed out. After that, she pulled her mouth off and opened it, looking up at Josh with her bright green eyes. There was cum on her tongue, and she stuck it out to show him. It was on the walls of her mouth too, on her gums, her teeth, everywhere.

"Oh, my God," said Josh, feeling dizzy.

Dawn smiled and pulled her tongue back inside her mouth. She shut her lips and swallowed, then showed it to him again. Her mouth was empty.

"You are so nasty," said Josh. Then he added, "I thought girls didn't like the taste. I thought it was too salty."

Dawn shrugged. "I like it," she said. "Especially yours."

"Was it better than other guys'?" Josh asked out of curiosity.

"It tastes the same really," Dawn replied truthfully. "But it's yours, so it's better."

"Thank you," Josh replied, feeling he had never been so thankful before in his life, nor meant the words so genuinely. "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome, Joshy," Dawn replied, taking hold of his cock again. She opened her mouth and put it inside. Josh was stunned. He was far too limp and far too cum-free to derive any physical pleasure from it; but mentally and visually he could have had another orgasm. Dawn seemed to like it too.

Eventually, she pulled the limp appendage out of her mouth, which now resembled a large raisin.

"I thought you'd make fun of how small it was," Josh said, voicing something he had been worrying about.

"I wouldn't do that," Dawn said, resting his cock on the palm of her hand for a second to look at it. "Besides, it's not small – it's average. And let me tell you that almost all cocks are around five or six inches. So don't be shy about yours. It's beautiful."

Josh's heart swelled with affection towards his sister. "And," she said, "it's how you use it that matters."

"Jacquie said that, too," said Josh.

Still kneeling, Dawn raised her body, so that her butt was no longer resting on the back of her legs, and faced Josh on a level. "She's right," she said, and kissed him.

Josh had always cringed at the idea of tasting cum, even his own. But he really, really didn't care right now, and it turned out not to be that bad after all. He returned the kiss as best he could but was a little too drained to put much ardour into it.

Dawn pried her lips off his and jumped up onto the bed. She lay down with her head on a pillow, looking at Josh with a curious smile.

"Thanks, Dawn," Josh said again and stood up. Dawn caught his hand.

"Where do you think you're going?" Her hand was clutching his so tenderly and softly; it looked tiny.

"We can't have sex now," Josh said incredulously. "I won't be able to get hard for days after what you did."

Dawn smiled sympathetically, as though he was missing the point of something entirely. "I said we'd fuck next time, but I didn't say we wouldn't do anything else now."

She released Josh's hands and dropped both of hers to her waist, where she took hold of her panties and slid them off. This time, she held them out, dangling on her index finger, and let them fall to the floor.

"I gave you head, now you have to give me head."

"But I don't know how," Josh replied.

"Then I'll show you," said Dawn, turning over slightly to lean on her elbow. "Just get back on the bed and put your head between my thighs, little bro."

Josh looked about the room nervously. "Can I put my pants back on first?" he asked.

Dawn sighed. "Fine, just hurry up. I'm horny as hell."

Josh smiled and felt his chest swell with pride. She needs me, he thought.

He picked up his pants and jocks and put both on. He then pushed his shirt off the bed and knelt down with his head close to Dawn's pussy.

"I haven't seen a vagina before," Josh said.

"What about Jacquie's?" asked Dawn.

"We do it under the sheets."

Dawn rolled her eyes. "Don't you guys have any fun?"

"It was my first time!" Josh replied defensively.

"What about the second time?"

Josh thought for a moment, then replied, "It was my second time!"

Dawn rolled her eyes again. "Just put your tongue in my pussy, will you."

"Well, if you're going to be so bossy about it...maybe I won't. Maybe I'll just leave you alone, all hot and horny with no one to satisfy you."

Dawn scoffed indignantly. "I don't need you to satisfy me," she said.

"I'll just leave, then," said Josh. He paused to see if she'd protest. She only crossed her arms (which smothered her breasts) and glared at him with her chin raised defiantly.

Josh shrugged, grabbed his shirt and walked to the door. He twisted the knob and pulled it open.

"Get back here!" Dawn shouted furiously.

Josh turned back with a wide grin. "I thought you didn't need me."

Dawn's jaw clenched tightly and she looked at Josh as though she was trying to decide what to say.

"Argh!" she yelled, slamming her leg down on the bed like a stubborn child. "You're an asshole."

"Say it, Dawn," said Josh, thoroughly enjoying himself. "Say it and I'll come back."

Dawn's look was full of malice; she looked like she was trying to set Josh's clothes alight just by staring at him. "You're a bastard, you know that."

Dawn hated to cave; she would rather have her most prized belongings broken or ripped or dipped in rancid milk than give in to Josh. He had used that ploy for the first few years but quickly discovered it didn't work on Dawn. Still, she hadn't told him to fuck off yet, which was always a good sign.

"Are you going to say it, Dawn?" Josh asked.

Dawn gave him one final look of pure hatred, then sighed and looked down at the floor. "I need you, Josh," she said.

"Well, that wasn't very sincere," Josh said. "You'll have to do better than that."

Dawn uncrossed her arms and slapped the side of the bed. "Joooooosh," she wailed, and her pleading tone almost broke him, but he stayed strong.

Dawn opened her eyes wider and curled her lips into a smile. She inclined her head and looked up at Josh through her long eyelashes. "Please, Josh," she said alluringly, "if you come back to bed, I'll let you put your cock in my mouth again." She said the entire thing as though she were playing the part of a schoolgirl in a porn movie.

Josh's heart flipped around inside his chest but his cock stayed limp. "You know, that would have worked if I hadn't just cum like a horse."

"Arrrghh!" Dawn roared with fury. "Would you just please, please come back."

"Only if you say it properly."

Dawn looked at him, not angrily but thoughtfully, and Josh saw her defences crumble. This time, she said it earnestly – very earnestly.

"I need you Josh," she said. "I need you so bad. Please eat me out."

Josh was satisfied, and incredibly turned on, despite his soft cock. He closed the door again and locked it before returning to the bed.

"You're evil," Dawn said, sounding a little impressed.

Josh knelt down again and positioned his head between his sister's legs.

"So do you know what to do?" she asked.

"Not really," replied Josh, "but I'll experiment first and then you can tell me what to do."

"OK," Dawn agreed, letting him lower his head and service her desires.

Josh felt like he was in front of a smorgasbord of his favourite foods – he didn't know where to start. First, he ran his hand over Dawn's slit, savouring the feel of it.

"So you shave?" he said.

"Obviously," Dawn replied. "Are you gonna lick it or not?"

"In a minute," said Josh, staggered by how casually they were discussing the eating of Dawn's pussy.

He lowered his head and used his tongue to do the same thing he had done with his hand. With his hands no free, he pushed Dawn's lips apart and continued licking the soft pink interior.

"Do many guys do this for you?" he asked.

"Not many," said Dawn. "And the ones that do are usually terrible at it."

"Won't I be terrible then?" Josh asked, prodding a part of her pussy.

"Probably. But you'll get to practice more often."

Josh looked up and over Dawn's breasts at her face. "How often?"

"Every day, tiger," she said, making Josh's blood run hot.

"I don't think I'll have any more cum for a few weeks," he said.

"We'll get you stocked up again," said Dawn. "You know those miniskirts I wear around the house?" Josh nodded. "I've got shorter ones."

Josh smiled and returned to his sister's pussy. He stiffened his tongue and pushed it inside her opening. It didn't sound like it was doing much for her though, so he pulled it out and licked her again.

"Where's your clit?" he asked.

Dawn reached a hand down and felt around her pussy. "Riiiiiight...there," she said after locating it. It became clear to Josh that he had to move apart another set of lips before he got to it.

"So what should I do to it?" he asked.

"Come here first," said Dawn, beckoning him up. She took hold of his hand and licked on his fingers for a while. "There," she said, when she was finished. "It's not good if you touch it with dry fingers."

"Couldn't I have licked them myself?" Josh asked as he returned to his position between her legs.

"Yeah, but it's more fun this way," Dawn replied with a grin.

"So I should use my fingers?"

"You can if you want to. But use your tongue more."

"OK," said Josh, spreading apart Dawn's inner pussy lips and licking them with his tongue. He swirled it around, lathering every surface with saliva. He stopped and kissed various parts of her pussy, then opened his mouth as wide as it would go and closed his lips over it.

"Mmm, that's nice," Dawn said. "Kiss it a bit more."

Josh planted kisses around the pink area, which was now very moist.

"Not like that," said Dawn. "Pretend it's my mouth."

Josh's cock twitched at her words. He imagined he was kissing Dawn again; he used his tongue to lick the mouthful of pussy he had and then sucked softly.

"Mmm, yeah – that's it. Now do my clit."

Josh moved his mouth up to the engorged bud. He poked his tongue out of his mouth and flicked it gently with the tip. Dawn started to move her pelvis around.

"That's it, Joshy," she said, bringing her hands up to rub her breasts. "Just like that."

Josh flicked her clit a few more times before applying more pressure with his tongue. He drew circles around it and then ran the surface of his tongue over it.

"Mmmmm." Dawn grabbed his head with both hands; her hips were gyrating wildly now. "It won't take long," she warned.

Josh opened his lips into an 'o' and closed them around Dawn's clit, sucking it into his mouth and touching the tip of his tongue to it. This evoked a long moan from Dawn. She arched her back and stuck her breasts up into the air. Josh was getting hot again.

"Don't stop, Josh," said Dawn. "Don't you dare stop! I'll kill you if you do."

Josh got the message and kept going, applying more suction to her clit and prodding it with his tongue again.

"Oooooh, I'm gonna cum, Josh. Keep going, OK? Even while I cum."

Josh continued, sucking and licking and poking until his jaw was beginning to feel sore. He didn't stop however; he didn't doubt that Dawn would kill him if he did.

Her hips bucked and she screamed – way too loud. Josh felt like telling her to keep it down but he resisted and kept eating her pussy. Dawn kneaded her breasts with her hands, then put them on the top of Josh's head, and then used one for either.

"Ooooooooh," she moaned, the motion of her hips becoming more consistent. She moved her pussy around as Josh kept doing what he was doing.

Finally, just as Josh thought his jaw was going to fall off, Dawn's leg muscles relaxed and she started to rub her breasts with a contented "Mmmmm."

Josh looked up and waited for her to meet his gaze. "You can stop now," she said when she saw him.

Josh lifted his mouth away and sat back on his knees to admire the sight of his post-orgasmic sister. Dawn sat up too and looked at him with dazzled eyes.

"Where did you learn to do that so well?" she said.

"I've read a bit about it on the 'net," he explained.

"You naughty boy," said Dawn enticingly, crawling closer and taking Josh's hand in both of hers. She lifted it up and ran it around her belly and over her breasts. "You've been spending all that time reading about how to eat pussy on the 'net when you could've been eating mine all along."

"All you had to do was ask," said Josh

Dawn smiled, lifting his hand up and kissing the centre of his palm. "We'd better get dressed," she said. "Jacquie will be back soon."

Josh nodded. He stood up and picked his shirt up, which was the only garment he had to put on. He slid it on and started doing up the buttons. Dawn was bending over to pick up her bra, which had fallen on the floor, affording Josh a superb view of her ass and pussy. She wiggled it at him before straightening up.

Dawn clipped her bra back on and then shrugged on her top. Josh thought it was a strange order to put your clothes back on in, but it was infinitely more sexy, especially when Dawn did it.

She fixed him with a coy look. "Can you hand me my panties, little brother." Josh stooped down to collect his sister's panties and threw them to her. "Thanks, tiger," she said and began to pull them on. Next she slid her skirt back on and they were both fully dressed.

"So are you going to tell Jacquie?" Josh asked.

"Nah," said Dawn, "she might flip out."

"Why would she flip out?"

Dawn shrugged. "She might not like it that I'm fucking her man."

"Don't you mind that she and I will still have sex?"

"Why spoil your fun?" said Dawn. "You'll enjoy having sex with two girls. You'll probably get really tired though." She favoured him with that sultry look of hers that only Dawn could do. "Just make sure you save some cum for me."

Josh laughed. "You have to make sure I save some cum for you. If you blow me like that again I'll die of dehydration."

"Oh, I plan to blow you like that every chance I get," said Dawn with a salacious grin. She crossed the room and kissed Josh on the mouth while she cupped his crotch in one of her delicate hands.

"I'll see you two later," she said, and walked out of the room.



Party of Five Ch. 09



Author's Note: For those of you who want to know – no, the story is not going to dissolve into a cum-spewing orgy. With that aside, you can be sure that Dawn's presence more than equates to several other women. Keep the feedback coming, and for those of you who never comment, please do. Enjoy.

* * *

Josh discovered two things when he returned downstairs on Saturday afternoon, approximately half an hour after the events with Dawn. The first was that Dawn had already left the house, probably to get some shopping done or something; and two, that he felt extremely tired. His jaw still ached and he found that his crotch was beginning to feel itchy, which struck him as quite odd.

All in all, Dawn had definitely lived up to her reputation. Josh only wondered why she had wanted to do it again some time – very frequently, if her words were to be taken literally. Even if Dawn was some kind of crazy nymphomaniac, surely there were guys she knew who were both more equipped and more experienced than he was. Then again, crazy nymphomaniacs most likely engaged in very nasty sexual deeds, and sucking the cum out of your brother's cock was the nastiest sexual deed Josh could think of. He didn't think of it for long though – he was too tired.

No sooner had he collapsed in an exhausted heap on the sofa than Jacquie walked through the door, followed by Alice. Josh checked the clock on the wall and discovered it was past one. He had lost track of time while he had been... Well, let's just say he had lost track of time.

Both girls were carrying shopping bags, which they dumped on the kitchen counter. Alice ducked into the fridge for a drink while Jacquie began to unpack the groceries she had bought.

"Josh," she called out, "can you come and help me."

Josh groaned loudly. "I'm too tired."

"From what?" Jacquie inquired. "You've been home all morning." Josh rolled over and stuffed his face deep into the corner of the sofa. "Where's Dawn by the way," Jacquie asked.

"She went out," Josh mumbled into the material.

"Are you coming or not?" Jacquie persisted.

Josh groaned again and got to his feet. He sauntered into the kitchen with a sullen look and started pulling items out of the shopping bags.

"You do look tired," Alice observed, sipping her glass of apple juice.

Josh said nothing and continued emptying the bags. They finished a few minutes later. Josh was now positively exhausted; his legs could barely keep him up.

"Go lie down," Jacquie said.

Josh nodded and began to climb the stairs. He didn't really want to lie on his bed right now, but he didn't want to be disturbed either.

The sheets now smelled of Jacquie and Dawn, which made Josh's head spin when he inhaled. He wondered if he was coming down with something. Before long, however, he had shut his eyes and drifted off to sleep with images of Dawn's bare stomach in his mind.

* * *

When Josh woke up, at around five in the afternoon, Jacquie was sitting on the end of his bed looking at him with concern. Josh rubbed his eyes and sat up, leaning his back against the headboard for support.

"Hey," she said. "I brought you some water." She handed him a glass, which he drained gratefully.

"Thanks," he said once he'd finished it.

"Do you feel better now?"

"Yeah," said Josh. "I just didn't get much sleep last night," he lied.

"Did you and Dawn fight or something?"

"What? Oh, no. I was just tired."

Jacquie nodded. She looked at her brother thoughtfully, then crawled up the bed and sat next to him, leaning back against the headboard as he was. She put a hand on his thigh and ran it up and down.

"Maybe you're exhausting yourself too much," she said, and fixed him with a look to convey her meaning.

"I'm fine," said Josh. "It's not that."

"Are you sure? Coz you went from never having had it to having it twice in a week. Maybe it just took a toll on your body."

"I'm fine," repeated Josh. "Really."

"OK," said Jacquie and kissed him on the cheek. "I'll see you downstairs." She stood up and walked from the room, leaving Josh alone once more.

He shook his head vigorously until he felt more alert. The rest had done him well. He lifted himself out of bed and changed into another T-shirt, now that the one he had slept in was creased and crinkled. He then walked into the bathroom and ran his hands through his hair until it wasn't sticking up as much. Satisfied that he was now presentable, he made his way downstairs.

Dawn was home again, eating grapes at the table and reading a magazine. When she saw Josh she smiled and looked at him until he took the seat opposite her.

"Where are the others?" he asked.

"Around somewhere," Dawn replied.

Josh nodded, then asked, "Why are you grinning at me?"

"I heard you were completely exhausted this afternoon," she said, her smile widening. "Tire you out, did I?"

"Would you keep your voice down," Josh snapped.

Dawn giggled under her breath and turned back to her magazine for a while. Within a few minutes though she was looking at her brother again.

"Your pimples are all gone," she said.

"Yeah," replied Josh, "now you won't be able to tease me about them anymore. What a shame."

"Hey," said Dawn, leaning forward, "I used to tell Jacquie that I thought you'd be kinda handsome when they disappeared. And I was right wasn't I?" She sat back with a satisfied look.

"You think I'm handsome?" Josh asked sceptically, eyebrows raised.

"In your own rugged way," Dawn replied. "Don't you think I am?"

"What...handsome?"

"Or beautiful..."

"Why would you care what I think?" asked Josh.

Dawn shrugged. "I just wanted to know." She continued to look expectantly at Josh.

"You're not ugly," said Josh.

Dawn glowered. "I know that," she said.

"And so modest, too," said Josh wistfully.

Dawn shot him another indignant look then transformed it into a sick-puppy kind of look. "Aren't I beautiful, Josh?"

"That's not gonna work," he said, though it was a downright lie, and if she kept it up any longer, he'd probably agree to be her slave for a week if she'd only kiss him.

"Oh, no?" said Dawn. "What about this?"

She slumped slightly in her seat and a second later Josh felt her foot start massaging his crotch. He jumped. "Dawn!" he barked.

Dawn giggled gleefully. "Still not working?" she said. "I could always crawl underneath the table and do something else."

Josh batted her foot away and scowled at her as she laughed. Just then, Jacquie came into the kitchen carrying an empty glass, which she placed in the sink.

"What are you laughing about?" she said.

"Oh, Josh and I were just talking about the time I stuck tampons up his nose while he was sleeping on the sofa. Do you remember that?"

"Not really," said Jacquie. "Sounds like something you'd do though."

Dawn grinned mischievously. "He's just lucky I didn't put used tampons up there."

"Gross, Dawn!" Jacquie said, then shuddered.

Dawn giggled like mad. "You wouldn't have minded that would you, Josh?"

Josh glared at her and felt his ears burning.

"Whoops," said Dawn, "I think I've gotten him angry." She didn't sound the least bit repentant.

"Leave him alone," said Jacquie, patting her brother on the shoulder.

"I thought it was Alice's job to stick up for him," said Dawn.

At that moment, Alice walked into the kitchen and said, "Stick up for who?"

What was left of Josh's composure melted beneath the heat that had spread over his face. He had never felt so uncomfortable in his life. He started to formulate, as quickly as he could, how he could get out of this situation both as soon as possible and with as much of his dignity intact as possible. Dawn, however, had other ideas.

"For Joshyboy," she said in reply to Alice's question.

Alice actually blushed a bit, which made her look extremely endearing. "That's only because you harry him relentlessly."

"You'd be out of the job if I didn't," said Dawn.

"Well," said Alice, "Josh can stick up for himself, can't you, Josh?"

Josh experienced a rush of gratitude for Alice. She wasn't belittling him like the other two did – Jacquie on occasion, Dawn every chance she got; she was letting him fight his own fights and giving him the chance to reclaim what was left of his self-esteem.

"Yes...I can," he told Dawn.

"Oh, I agree," she replied. "I think he can stick up for himself very well." Dawn put just enough emphasis on the 'stick up' bit to let Josh know she was referring to his penis. He blushed intensely again and sunk lower in his seat. Dawn watched him with mirth, enjoying his humiliation. She was going to pay for this.

"Come on, Josh," Jacquie finally interceded, motioning him to get up. Josh stood and followed Jacquie out of the room, glaring back at Dawn who was winding a tendril of blonde hair around her finger and looking at him with a coy smile. Stupid bloody, gorgeous bitch, he thought.

He noticed Jacquie had him by the hand, and was leading him towards the stairs. Again? Josh thought. If he kept this up he wouldn't be able to walk. And in the current mood he was in, he didn't think he'd be too tender about it.

Jacquie led him into her own room. She shut the door behind him and then let go of his hand. "Dawn really has it in for you, doesn't she?" she asked Josh.

"What's new," Josh replied cynically.

Jacquie came over to him and put a hand on his chest. "Don't worry about her," she said. "She's just bored." Josh smiled tiredly. "And so am I," Jacquie added, running her hand down his chest.

Josh met her eyes. "I'm too tired," he said, wondering why in God's name he was saying it. He silenced the small voice in the back of his head that was telling him to shut the hell up and take off his pants. Jacquie looked disappointed.

"OK," she said. "Do you want to lie down then?" Josh nodded in agreement. Jacquie drew him over to the bed by his hand and pulled him down beside her. Despite Josh's excuse, she trailed her fingers over his face and chest while they rested. Her full breasts were bridging the gap between their bodies and resting lightly against Josh's chest.

In all, it was a relaxing, if slightly distracting, respite. Josh found himself unable to fall asleep though, probably due to his recent mid-day nap. Jacquie, however, eventually did drift off to sleep, with her arm resting lightly across Josh's chest. Josh thought, as he had before, that she looked adorable as she slept, and he watched her at it for well over half an hour before he finally decided to get up. He slowly and carefully removed Jacquie's arm from his chest and then slid off the bed. After taking one last, long look at her, he left the room with a smile on his face.

* * *

As Josh was descending the stairs, he met Dawn coming up them. He wondered if she'd timed it this way or if it was just a coincidence. He didn't wonder for long however, as his serene mood was rudely nudged aside by the return of his Dawn-inspired fury – the most furious kind of fury there was. He glared at her with malice in his eyes.

"Have a nice rest, did we?" Dawn asked with her customary wicked smile. Josh could tell by her sarcastic tone that she had assumed he and Jacquie had been intimate once again. He didn't bother correcting her, as he was too busy trying to peel the skin off her face with his gaze.

"What's wrong with you?" Dawn asked, noting her brother's rather unfriendly look.

"What's wrong with me?" Josh repeated, lowering his voice in the hopes that Dawn would do the same. "I should have known better when you started with all that friends crap. You're as bad as you ever were."

"Oooooh, are you still upset about before?" asked Dawn with mock sympathy.

"Upset is not the word," replied Josh, his fists shaking by his side.

"Well," said Dawn, leaning against the banister and running a hand up and down its polished surface, "if you remember – I didn't actually insult you."

Josh was about to spew out a garrulous retort when he stopped, thought about it, and then realised Dawn was telling the truth. She hadn't – contrary to all her natural instincts, most likely – insulted him at all, merely made him feel extremely uncomfortable with her sarcastic comments and double entendres. Still, that didn't make it alright.

"Not directly," Josh replied somewhat lamely, in his opinion, "but you were still being a bitch on purpose."

Dawn took a step up, closing the six step gap between them to five. Being on lower ground, she was able to use her upturned pixy-faced expressions and minor cleavage to great effect. Still, if she had been on the higher ground, there would have been the site of her panties to contend with.

Her head now inclined seductively, and her hand slowing its smooth motion on the banister, she said to Josh, "We have to keep up the façade, don't we? We wouldn't want anyone finding out about our little secret." She mounted another step.

Josh was beginning to feel a bit flustered, and wished that his legs would respond to his brain so that he could take a few steps backwards. As it was, however, he was staying where he was for the moment.

"And besides," Dawn continued, "I thought you liked it. No one gives a verbal fight like you do, Joshy."

The nickname, Josh realised, had now taken on a sensual edge, and rather than conjuring up images of Josh's fist hitting Dawn's pretty face in his mind, it conjured images of his hand touching other areas of her body entirely. Dawn took another step up. Three steps to go.

Josh, recovering his wits, spoke again, though the words were slow and shaky. "You said we were meant to keep up the façade; I—," Dawn took another step and Josh swallowed, "I hardly think talking about me 'sticking up' is going to perpetrate it."

Dawn was smiling now in a way that Josh wasn't quite used to, as he had only discovered this particular expression this morning. He did not like the look of it.

With only two stairs between them, Dawn was able to sweep her fingers up and off the banister, and onto Josh's shoulder, where she ran them down to his fingertips. Josh shivered involuntarily and tried to turn and run, but it was useless – utterly, utterly useless.

Another step and Dawn was almost directly beneath Josh, her lips curled into a pert and...hungry?...smile. She reached out both arms and placed her flattened palms on Josh's chest. It was enough to break down Josh's resolve completely. He was about to reach out and wrap his arms around Dawn's waist when her arms suddenly tightened and she pushed Josh with astounding force, sending him falling back against the stairs above him. His elbow struck the edge of one of the steps and began to hurt badly. He snapped his head up to look at Dawn, first with confusion, and then with unadulterated rage at having fallen for her stupid act.

He opened his mouth to spit violent threats at her but she spoke first. "You thought just because we were friends it meant you could read my diary again?"

Josh's rage fell away under a tide of complete and utter bewilderment. What the hell was she talking about?  He opened his mouth to speak once more, but was again interrupted, this time by a soft groan from the top of the stairs. Josh turned around and saw Jacquie standing on the top step, rubbing one of her eyes with the back of her hand.

"You two fighting again?" she asked sleepily.

Josh spun his head back around to look at Dawn, who was staring at him with a self-satisfied expression. Crafty bitch, Josh thought.

"Josh decided to read my diary again," said Dawn, still looking at her brother. "He thought I wouldn't mind because of what happened last week."

Jacquie started to descend the stairs. "Josh," she said admonishingly, "that's not very nice. You shouldn't be reading other people's diaries."

Josh looked back at Dawn, caught between the urge to yell at her and demand why she had made such a convincing show of it all, and the urge to thank her, however small it was. "I...uh...I know. I won't do it again," he replied.

"Good boy," said Jacquie, walking past Josh and Dawn and out of view once she'd hit the ground floor. Josh turned back to Dawn, who was still looking at him with a superior smirk.

"Came close, didn't we?" she said. "Don't get upset though; I only pushed you because Jacquie was there."

Typical, thought Josh, she doesn't even apologise. "I'm not upset," Josh said sharply. "I don't care what you do."

"Oh, come on, Josh," said Dawn. "I saw the look on your face when I did it. You were hurt."

"I was not," spat Josh, pulling himself into a sitting position and rubbing his elbow.

"Yes you were," Dawn chimed in melodically. "Did I hurt your feelings?" she added with an angled head and a voice that was fit only for speaking to babies. "Want me to make it better?" With that, Dawn leaned forward and licked Josh from the base of his neck to his ear, causing his eyes to close momentarily. Damn, he thought. Dawn smiled.

"Did you hurt your elbow too?" She lifted his arm up and kissed his elbow firmly, then pulled back and smiled again. "Are you sure you didn't hurt your cock?" she asked, sticking out her tongue and flicking it up and down. A tremor ran through Josh's body and almost erupted out the end of his cock, which was, of course, now hard as a rock.

Whatever was about to happen next remained a mystery, as they heard Jacquie's voice calling from the kitchen. "Josh, can you help me with dinner?"

Dawn looked at her brother with her usual sly grin. She leaned in closer, stopping a mere inch from his face. "Guess you'll just have to wait," she said, taking his bottom lip in her mouth and sucking on it erotically. After that, she moved aside and let Josh stumble dazedly to his feet and descend the stairs into the kitchen. Once alone, Dawn stopped smiling and sighed in irritation.

"Damn," she said aloud, and started up the stairs to her room, unbuttoning her skirt on the way.

* * *

Josh found it hard to concentrate on the dinner preparations, as he was now stuffed full of sexual energy. Jacquie caught him chopping up the carrots, which were only meant to be cut in half, and peeling the cucumbers until they resembled green matchsticks.

"Not on the ball today are you?" she said after wresting the peeler from his hands which he had been using to peel a tomato.

"Oh, sorry," said Josh.

"You're not still tired are you?" asked Jacquie, looking at him with motherly concern. "Maybe you're sick." She wiped her hand on a tea towel and placed it over Josh's forehead. Josh pulled away in irritation.

"I'm not a baby," he said.

Jacquie smiled and returned to chopping up the tomatoes. "You'll always be my baby," she said, glancing at him. Josh returned the smile and leaned back against the bench.

"Does that mean you have to breastfeed me?" he asked quietly.

Jacquie looked instinctively over her shoulder, then back at Josh with a smile. She slapped him lightly on the chest. "You're not supposed to talk about that when the others are in the house."

"I can't help it," replied Josh. "You look so good in an apron."

"Really?" said Jacquie, once again peeling the tomatoes.

"Yep – very sexy. Edible, almost."

Jacquie opened her mouth in mirthful indignation. "Edible?" she said.

"Uh-huh," replied Josh.

"And which part of me, exactly, is edible?"

"Oh, I don't know," said Josh, stepping away from the bench and coming up behind his sister. He lowered his hand and squeezed her butt. "This part, for one."

Jacquie looked over her shoulder with quite a bit of confusion on her face, though she was still smiling slightly. "Josh...? When did you get so frisky?"

Thinking for a moment, Josh realised that he really hadn't done anything so adventurous with Jacquie as grabbing her ass like this. All they had really done was have sex, beneath the sheets; perhaps Jacquie wasn't into the whole kinky act as Dawn was. Perhaps Josh shouldn't be so exploratory with her.




Party of Five Ch. 09



"Sorry," he said, coming back to lean against the bench, "just horny I guess."

Jacquie was eyeing him with suspicious amusement, as well as peeling the tomatoes at the same time. "You don't have to be sorry," she said. "I just didn't think you were so...kinky." She turned her attention back to the tomatoes, still smiling.

Was Jacquie into that stuff? Had she ever given or received oral sex from a guy before? Did she like talking as Dawn did during the act? Ah, it didn't matter; sex with Jacquie was sensual and romantic, which was what Josh liked. And besides, he had Dawn to satisfy those other, more primal urges.

Josh, having stuffed up all the jobs he'd been given pertaining to food, was relegated to setting the table and then placing the plates on it once Jacquie had finished them. Alice wandered into the kitchen almost immediately, saying something smelled good. Josh called out to Dawn and his mother, who joined them a minute later.

The meal was, as usual, dominated by girl-talk, which left Josh, as usual, to amuse himself with his own imagination, which, lately, had resulted in him picturing Jacquie naked. Tonight, however, it was Dawn he pictured naked, which was much easier, as he had, in fact, seen her completely naked. Dawn would occasionally look across from her engrossing conversation and smile wickedly at him, which would stiffen Josh's cock if it wasn't already stiff, which was never the case when Dawn was near.

Tormenting his thoughts though, was apparently not enough for Dawn. Halfway through the meal, Josh felt a slender, stocking-clad foot press down on his cock. He jumped straight away, which made all the cutlery and glasses at the table shake and jingle. Everyone looked at him; Alice, Jacquie and his mother with confusion and Dawn with mischievous innocence. Dawn however, never managed to look completely innocent.

"Uh..." said Josh, "stomach cramp."

Satisfied, the three bewildered women turned back to their meals and began another conversation on some new hairdresser that had opened at the mall. Dawn, however, didn't appear to be finished. Her foot came to rest on Josh's crotch again, which he bore with more composure. She wasn't looking at him, but rather concentrating on her meal and then joining in the conversation. It amazed Josh that she could speak coherently and still manage to rub her foot in circles around his crotch. Josh stared down at his meal with enough concentration to make it levitate. He gritted his teeth and tried desperately to stop his eyes from shutting and his mouth from moaning.

Dawn kept her pace extremely slow, ensuring that there were no unfortunate accidents at the dinner table. She was, however, driving Josh insane, to the point where he was actually pushing his crotch more firmly against her foot. All too soon, dinner ended and Josh was called on to help Jacquie with the dishes. Dawn, grinning like an imp, disappeared somewhere else, as did Laura and Alice. Josh and Jacquie fell into their routine: washing, rinsing, drying, stacking.

"Stomach cramps?" Jacquie asked as she handed her brother one of the plates. "Maybe you really are coming down with something?"

"Wha...? Oh...no, I'm fine," Josh replied.

"Well, then, what are you getting stomach cramps for?"

"Oh, probably just from exercising," said Josh, stacking the plate.

"Exercising?" asked Jacquie. "Since when do you exercise?"

"I do, on occasion, engage in a bout of sit-ups."

"Really? When?"

"Before I go to bed."

"Do you put your feet under the bed?"

"Yeah," said Josh, "why?"

"Ah...so maybe that's what all the creaking was. I always thought you were just pleasing the old peter."

"Jacquie!"

Jacquie chuckled. "Oh, come on," she said, "as if you need to be embarrassed about jacking off, after what we've done." True, thought Josh.

"So, have you been doing them long or just recently?" Jacquie asked with a smile.

"I've been doing them on and off for years."

"Oh," said Jacquie. "I thought you might just be doing it to impress me – get rock solid abs."

"Would that turn you on?" asked Josh, surprised at his own candidness.

"Not really," replied Jacquie. "You abs already turn me on."

Josh smiled, thankful that he wouldn't have to start doing a thousand sit-ups a day just to impress his sister. They were hard!

There were a few minutes of silence in which they continued washing the dishes. Then, Josh spoke, out of pure sexual frustration.

"So, do you think tonight, we could...?"

Jacquie looked at him. "Not with the others in the house," Jacquie replied. "I told you."

"Right," said Josh, turning back to the glass he was drying.

"You're horny?" said Jacquie.

"Like a bull in mating season."

Jacquie laughed. "Well, you'll just have to go solo tonight."

"That's no fun anymore," said Josh with disappointment.

"Well, that's probably because you've done it a million times already."

"I have not—" Jacquie looked at him with eyebrows raised. "Okay, so maybe I have done it that many times," Josh conceded. "It's still no fun."

"Would it help if you thought of me?"

Josh crinkled his brow. "You'd let me?"

"I let you go inside me," Jacquie said, "I don't think imagining it would be a problem."

Josh nodded. "Okay...thanks." The weirdness struck Josh; thanking his sister for letting him picture her as he brought himself to orgasm. He liked it.

"Have you ever thought about me before?" Jacquie asked, curious.

"Before?"

"Before we started," amended Jacquie.

"Oh." Josh felt his face turn red and wondered why it was. It seemed he was doomed to embarrassment even if he was having sex with his eldest sister. "Once," he said.

Jacquie grinned broadly. "Really?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"And what was I doing?"

Josh eyed her sceptically. "What were you doing?"

"Yeah...in your fantasy."

"Well...it wasn't so much a fantasy as just picturing you."

"That's all?" asked Jacquie dubiously.

"Well, you were topless."

"And I wasn't doing anything else?"

"Not really."

"Oh," said Jacquie. "Did you cum a lot?"

"Like a horse."

Jacquie smiled, satisfied. It was true, of course; Josh had, that one time he had thought about her, pictured her naked breasts, which he'd always longed to see, at least subconsciously. He couldn't tell her though, for obvious reasons, that the time he had pictured Dawn, she had been rubbing her panty-clad pussy and saying things like "You bad boy, Josh." He had cum wildly that time, his entire body shaking as the cum splattered all over his own hand – something which he usually avoided.

"You can go if you want," said Jacquie. "I'll finish here."

"Are you sure?" Josh asked.

"Yeah," Jacquie replied. "Go make yourself cum for me."

Josh knew right away that he would be picturing those words as he orgasmed. Thanking Jacquie, he dried off his hands and sprinted up the stairs. He resisted the urge to start unzipping his jeans on the way, as it could lead to unexplainable questions if Alice, Dawn or his mother walked passed. Well, not so much Dawn anymore; she would probably offer to unzip them for him.

As if she had read his thoughts, Dawn came strolling out of her room from down the hall, noticing Josh and grinning at him. "Where are you off to?" she asked.

"Uh...my room. To...do homework." 

"Homework?" Dawn asked sceptically, her hands on her hips and her hips angled erotically. Josh nodded. Dawn looked at him a moment longer, as though trying to discern whether he was lying from his expression. She seemed to have a better solution though, and promptly dropped her gaze to Josh's crotch, which, though not conspicuous enough for any of the others to notice, told Dawn that his cock was immensely hard.

"You're going to jack off, aren't you?" she asked. Josh opened his mouth, but couldn't think of anything to say really. Dawn sauntered towards him, stopping less than a foot away. She was quite a bit shorter than him, Josh realised; even that small fact he found sexy. Dawn reached a hand down and cupped his bulging crotch.

"It's too bad we're not alone," she said, "or I could help you."

Josh's spine started to wriggle inside his body and he finally saw the truth in the expression 'the hairs on the back of his neck stood up.' Even though she wasn't that much shorter than Josh, Dawn managed to position herself so that her face was looking up into his. She wasn't smiling anymore, but simply looking at him with a coy, teenage girl look. Her voice took on a different, far huskier edge. "And you could cum all over my face."

Sparks of electricity or lust or something ran through Josh's entire body and he felt perilously close to cumming. But no, he couldn't do it here, not in plain view of everyone. He had to stop having these hallway rendezvous' with Dawn – it was dangerous.

Josh's brain sent out a tendril of thought and eventually reached his voice box. "I...should...we shouldn't. Not now."

Dawn looked down at his chest and ran her fingertips around it in slow circles. "Mmm, you're right. Too bad." She looked back up into Josh's eyes. "Wait here for a second." Leaving Josh standing in a pre-orgasmic state, Dawn spun around and walked back to her room. She remained inside for only a few seconds, then returned to Josh. She came up close to him again and held out his palm, which she placed something in – something lace and scarlet. Her panties.

"Use these," Dawn said.

Josh stared down at the tiny garment in awe and disbelief. "You want me to masturbate with these?"

"Yeah," said Dawn. "You can cum on them if you like, I don't mind. I might even lick it off."

Josh gritted his teeth so tightly they began to hurt. He curled his free hand into a fist and dug the nails into his palm. Not yet, not yet.

"I can even find a photo of me, if you want."

"This is fine," Josh chirped in a high-pitched voice.

Dawn smiled, then sucked on his earlobe. "Make me proud," she said, then giggled and disappeared down the stairs.

Josh stood completely still, completely flabbergasted and completely horny. He looked down again at Dawn's panties and then wandered dazedly into his room, shutting the door behind him.

Dawn's panties! He was holding Dawn's panties. In his hand. And he could masturbate with them. On them. This was...this was incredible. But then, he was supposed to be thinking about Jacquie. So much for imagination; he now had two gorgeous women telling him to think of them while he got off. How the hell did that make things worse than having no one to think about? Argh.

Josh looked down at Dawn's panties again, and felt his crotch stir with anticipation. He wanted to use them desperately, to wrap them around his cock and blow his load right into them. But Jacquie...Jacquie's breasts...Jacquie's big, gorgeous breasts. And what she had said to him.

At last, Josh decided it was only fair to honour Jacquie's request first, and put Dawn's panties away in his draw, which he hoped he would be able to hang on to for at least a few days. He pulled the curtains closed and sat back on his bed, unzipping his jeans and extracting his cock. He shut his eyes and pictured Jacquie kneading her breasts with her hands and telling him to cum for her. It didn't take long at all, no longer than a few seconds really, until he slammed a wad of tissues over the top of his cock and exploded into them as wave after wave of pleasure ran through his body.

"Jacquie," he groaned quietly and then waited until the paroxysms of pleasure had abated. The tissues were, of course, soaked beyond compare with any of his previous masturbation sessions. He imagined Dawn licking the pearly white cream up with her tongue and dribbled another tiny spurt which he caught with the tissues. He disposed of them in his wastebasket and then pulled his pants back up, feeling very clear-headed and relaxed. Before he left his room, Josh took a moment to reflect on his life, and reckoned, at the present at least, it was pretty damn good.



Party of Five Ch. 10



Author's Note: I was beginning to wonder if I'd submitted the right chapter 8 – so many people were alluding to a Dawn/Jacquie scene. Hopefully these next few chapters will prove to most people that I am not about to trivialize this story. Yes, Dawn is a complete minx, but that doesn't mean the rest of the characters are going to start behaving that way. Just stick with it and you'll see what I mean.

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Chapter 10

Sunday was, relatively speaking, one of the dullest days Josh had lived through in recent times. Having engaged in all manner of unsanitary acts with two of his sisters, he found that the amount of homework he had waiting to be completed was astounding. So, he locked himself in the study and set to it

The time seemed to go by both quickly and slowly at the same time. When Josh was in the study, working through yet another maths problem or English essay, he found that the minutes crept by at a snails pace. When he left the study for a break, however, he found that two or three hours had slipped by and that the sky outside was an entirely different color from when he had last seen it.

He didn't see much of anyone during the day, except for one brief visit from Jacquie who crept in silently and wrapped her arms around Josh's neck from behind.

"Whatcha doin'?" she asked.

"Homework," Josh replied simply.

"Need help?"

"Nah, I'm fine. Thanks."

"Can I bring you anything? Are you hungry?"

"Not really."

"How 'bout a massage?" Jacquie asked, and without waiting for an answer, began kneading Josh's shoulders with her hands. Josh, not having experienced a massage before – that he could remember – found this extremely comforting and shut his eyes to revel in the feeling of Jacquie's tender soft, tender hands.

"That feels nice," Josh complimented.

"Do you have a lot of homework?" Jacquie asked.

"Heaps."

Jacquie ceased rubbing Josh's shoulders and leant her face down close to his. "Better let you get to it then," she said, kissing the side of his face and then leaving the room as quietly as she had come in.

Barring this incident, Josh didn't have any contact with any of the other members of the house all day. He even forwent dinner so that he could finish up his last essay with no interruptions. When finally, at around nine-thirty, he had completed enough of his homework to see him through the next week, he made his way into the kitchen for a glass of milk. After he had drained it, he stuck his head into the living room where all four women were sitting watching TV, mumbled a hasty goodnight and retreated upstairs for a welcome night's sleep.

* * *

The next morning, a Monday, Josh found staring at his face in the mirror with mingled delight and boredom. So it was gone, finally. But did it really matter now? The main reason he had wished away the accursed pox was so that he could talk to Valerie. And that hadn't turned out well. Still, it was better than the alternative.

After showering, dressing and pillaging the entire house for a clean pair of socks, Josh lumbered downstairs and greeted Jacquie as civilly as he could. Monday mornings were always terrible, regardless of how he felt.

"Morning sunshine," Jacquie replied. "You feel like breakfast?"

"I'll eat it on the way," said Josh, grabbing a slice of buttered toast off what was presumably Jacquie's own stack. He stuck it into his mouth and tore off a corner. "Bye," he mumbled through his mouthful as he opened the door.

"Have a good day!" Jacquie called out just before Josh shut the door.

The weather outside, like Josh's mood, was somewhat neutral; there were cloud covering most of the sky, but none of them were grey or heavy with rain. The sun was making a feeble attempt to warm the streets and there was a slight breeze, but at least it wasn't wet.

Josh took his time getting to school, neither anxious nor reluctant to get there. When he did finally arrive, he found his friends at the gates, who greeted him pleasantly enough before they all started towards the locker bay.

Dean, one of his friends, a blonde, outspoken kid, fell in step beside Josh. "How you holding up?" he asked.

"Huh?" Josh replied.

"Valerie. You're OK now?"

"Oh...yeah. Fine."

Dean nodded and they continued to their lockers in silence. Once Josh had deposited his bag and collected his books for morning classes, he joined his friends once more as they headed off for roll call. A voice, however, stopped him before he could leave the locker bay.

"Josh," it said, obviously female. Josh turned around and saw Valerie standing behind him. He swallowed instinctively and felt his face begin to burn.

God, I thought I was over this, Josh thought. She was still a vision, however, and still the subject of many of his dreams. She was, to use a relevant comparison, something of a mix between his three sisters. She had light brown hair that she almost always wore in a simple, yet elegant ponytail; skin that looked coated in ivory; and a smile that set Josh's world on fire. And then there was her sense of humor, her kindness, her intelligence, all of which Josh had discovered through mere observation, and all of which he had apparently been wrong about.

"Can I talk to you?"

Feeling both insecure and slightly annoyed, Josh stuck his hands inside his pockets and tried his best to sound nonchalant. "I have to get roll call," he said, hoping she would just leave him to his tortured thoughts.

"I won't take long," Valerie replied.

Josh looked into her eyes to try to discern the vein of this 'talk' she wanted to have, but found that he couldn't. He just hadn't looked her in the eyes often enough – or indeed, at all – to be able to tell what she was thinking. All this time spent obsessed with her and he had rarely even seen her this close. He found himself staring at her feet, which were clad in the regulation brown school shoes for the girls (the boys' were black). Above that she wore the usual knee-high white socks, plaid skirt and maroon woolen jumper. She never wore the uniform in the lewd way that some of the girls did, but she never failed to look astonishing in it.

"Fine," Josh replied at length, nodding his lowered head. He followed Valerie in the opposite direction to which most of the students were walking in, out into one of the courtyards. At lunchtime, it would undoubtedly be overrun by hormonal teenagers all vying for their places amongst the social landscape of the school. Now though, it afforded them a few minutes of privacy.

Valerie stopped as they neared a small group of benches and turned to face Josh, once again reminding him how elegantly beautiful she was. Her beauty was a lot like Alice's, not showy or gaudy or crotch-stirringly erotic; he beauty was in her simplicity, in the simple clothes she wore and the simple ponytail she drew her hair into. She was the kind of girl Josh fell head over heels for, which he was sure he had done on at least one occasion.

Usually confident, but never conceited, Valerie was now alternating between looking at Josh's face and down at the ground while she twisted her hands together inside the joined sleeves of her jumper. Josh decided to start, as he would be late for roll call if this took too long.

"So...you wanted to talk to me?"

"Yeah, I did." Valerie swept a stray tendril of hair behind her ears using her fingers, which were protruding adorably from the end of her sleeve. "I was wondering if...maybe...you wanted to go out sometime."

Josh resisted the urge to clean his ears out, which he would have done if he had been speaking to Dawn. Valerie was...asking him out? He didn't get it.

"I thought you said I wasn't the type of guy you went out with?"

"I know," Valerie replied. "But I was being a real bitch. I was worrying too much about what other people were thinking and not about what you were thinking, or...what I was thinking."

"What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking that...it might be nice to get to know you better."

Josh was dumbfounded, shocked, a little giddy and very, very confused. "You're serious?" he said.

"Yeah, unless you still hate me for what I said...which, I wouldn't blame you for."

Josh looked down at his hands. He wanted to know whether the disappearance of his acne had anything to do with this, and considered asking her, but there really was no subtle way to do it. And did it even matter? Shallow as it was, Josh had to admit that he probably wouldn't have found Valerie as attractive had her face been ravished by a similar plague – not that it ever would have been; in Josh's mind, she had been carved by the gods. I knew I was right about her, Josh thought.

He was smiling now, he realized, and tried to hide it, but to no avail. "I'd love to go out with you," he said, looking up and watching Valerie's face as it lit up magnificently.

"Really? You would?"

Josh nodded. "For about the last six years."

Valerie grinned broadly and blushed. "Should I call you then?"

Josh's mind was reeling. This was all new territory for him: trading phone numbers, dating, being a couple – he had no idea how to do any of it. And on top of all that, why was Jacquie's face swimming behind his eyes?

"Uh, yeah," he replied. "You want my number?"

"Sure," Valerie said, opening her school diary and handing Josh a pen. Josh wrote his number down and then handed the pen back, feeling increasingly lightheaded.

"So...," Valerie said, smiling at Josh.

"We should probably get to class," Josh replied, still unable to get rid of that stupid smile.

Valerie nodded. "Walk with me?" Josh smiled in reply and they headed off towards roll call, a pleasant silence between them.

* * *

When Josh arrived home that afternoon, he was certain he emanating waves of bliss. Jacquie, however, didn't seem to notice. She simply greeted him in her usual manner and wiped the bench top down with a sponge.

"Good day?" she asked.

"Yeah," Josh replied, starting up the stairs. "I'm gonna get changed."

"'kay," Jacquie replied.

Once inside his room, Josh dumped his bag on the floor and proceeded to change out of his school uniform and into a pair a cords and a long-sleeve shirt. He now had a permanent smile affixed to his face. He was just sweeping up his wrinkled uniform when Jacquie came through the door, smiling at him. Josh stopped and looked at her, wondering how he was going to tell her about Valerie and why he felt so anxious about it.

Jacquie would understand; she wouldn't mind at all – hell, she had told Josh to ask Valerie out, of course she'd understand. Josh though, would have trouble with it, he knew. Still, it had to come out, and in this case, sooner was definitely better than later.

Jacquie closed the gap between them and put her arms around her brother's neck, still smiling her dazzling smile. "I missed you," she said, driving a stake through the heart of Josh's explanation. Why did she have to say that?

Josh dropped his eyes to the floor and refrained from putting his arms around Jacquie's waist. Here goes...

"Valerie asked me out today," he said, looking up at Jacquie's face. There was a moment, a bare moment, in which she looked surprised and perhaps a little disappointed, but it was gone almost immediately.

"She did?" Jacquie asked.

Josh nodded. "She apologized for what she said last week and...asked me out."

"Oh." Jacquie's arms returned to her side. "Well, that's great. I'm happy for you."

Josh nodded again. "You know...this means that...that you and I can't...we can't..."

"Oh, of course," Jacquie said. She sighed. "I knew it wouldn't last forever. I'm just glad I could help you out. Now you know what to do when the time comes."

"I don't think that time's coming soon," Josh replied.

"Well, someday. Still, I had fun."

"Me, too," said Josh.

Jacquie smiled at him – her usual, previously dormant, sisterly smile – and patted him on the arm. "I knew she'd come around. You're too special to pass up." Josh flushed with genuine appreciation, feeling an intense love for his eldest sister.

"Well," Jacquie said, "I guess I'll go back downstairs and dust something."

Josh nodded and watched her leave the room, purposefully keeping his eyes off her ass. Well, he thought, that's that. And it went a hell of a lot better than I thought it would. Jacquie had genuinely seemed to understand. She was a hell of a girl, really. Smiling broadly once more, Josh galloped down the stairs and deposited his uniform in the laundry basket.

He returned to his room and spent an hour writing in his diary about Valerie and how all his dreams had come true. When he came back downstairs, Alice was home and chatting casually with Jacquie.

"Hey," she said when Josh entered the room. Her voice, as always, was music, but it wouldn't do to think about that anymore. I'm...unavailable, Josh thought to himself, still not tired of those words.

"Hey," Josh replied. "How was work?"

"Busy," said Alice. "What about school?"

"Great," said Josh.

"Valerie asked him out," Jacquie informed Alice.

"She did? Oh, that's great." She gave Josh a big hug. "I'm so happy for you."

"Thanks," Josh replied sheepishly, sure he was bright red in the face. Jacquie smiled at him knowingly, though he wasn't to know that she knew.

Another hour passed with Jacquie and Alice wringing information out of Josh about his upcoming date with Valerie – where they would be going, what he would wear, what he'd say to her. As most of Josh's answers were a firm "I don't know", most of the time was filled by Jacquie's and Alice's suggestions, which ranged from the movies, to an expensive restaurant, from the clothes Dawn had bought him to something knew he should buy from the mall, and then some downright corny things to say, which were mostly for the enjoyment of Jacquie and Alice.

Josh was so busy listening to Jacquie's latest suggestion on wearing a cowboy hat to dinner, that he didn't hear Dawn enter the room.

"What's going on here?" she asked. Josh turned around and immediately began to salivate. Dawn had her hair pulled up into a ponytail, which Josh had never seen before, and which looked extremely sexy on her. She also wore a pair of low riding jeans and exposed her navel beneath a red, sleeveless top that was pulled taut between her breasts. OK, Josh thought, telling Dawn is going to be a little trickier.

"Valerie asked Josh out," Alice told Dawn.

Dawn's reaction was barely measurable, or perhaps, nonexistent. "Oh," she said, "is that all?"

"Dawn...be nice," Alice said.

Dawn's version of nice, however, was not concordant with most other peoples. "Guess that means you might have sex after all," she said.

Josh couldn't resist. "Unlike you, Dawn, most people don't tend to have sex on the first date, or...in the first minute."

"Oh, but that's only because girls find you so repulsive."

"Whereas guys don't find you repulsive; the just find you...incredibly loose."

Jacquie slapped Josh hard on the arm, though both she and Alice had burst out laughing. Josh felt thoroughly pleased with himself, and Dawn looked ready to explode. "That wasn't funny," she exclaimed at Alice and Jacquie.

"Sorry, Dawn," Jacquie said, wiping her eyes.

Alice had, as usual, covered her mouth with her hand in an attempt to spare Dawn's feelings. Still, there was no denying how hard she was laughing beneath it. Dawn made an angry grunting sound and stormed upstairs. Once she was out of sight, and once the laughter had subsided, Jacquie rounded on Josh.

"You shouldn't say things like that to her, you know."

"She started it," Josh protested.

"Then be a man and finish it." Josh rolled his eyes. "Maybe you should apologize before she retaliates."

"I am not apologizing. It was her fault."

"Do you want to end up naked in the backyard again?!" said Jacquie.

Josh shuddered at the memory. "Why do you always have to make sense," he said, getting to his feet.

"Just think of me as your conscience," Jacquie replied sweetly.

"Oh," said Josh, "so you're the little bastard with the whiny voice who's been telling me not to look in the girl's bathroom."

Alice and Jacquie started to laugh again as Josh started up the stairs with trepidation in his stomach. Surely this wouldn't go well. Confronting Dawn after she had been humiliated was like returning to the scene of a brutal murder – very unwise. Still, he really didn't want to end up naked again.

Reaching her door, Josh knocked and twisted the handle, which was unlocked and so meant her could enter. "Dawn?" he asked tentatively.

"What!?" she spat from where she was sitting on her bed with a magazine in her hands. She had her bare legs stretched out in front of her, one flat on the bed and the other bent at the knee.

"I want to apologize," Josh said, shutting the door behind him.

"You're not getting soft on me, are you?" Dawn asked, lowering her magazine. She didn't look quite so furious as Josh would have imagined.

"I'm just trying to do the right thing."

"Uh-huh," Dawn replied. "Because Jacquie told you to."

"So what," said Josh, leaning back against the door.

"You'd do anything for a pretty girl, Josh."

"Maybe that's why I never do anything you tell me to."

"Oh, so you don't think I'm pretty now?" Dawn asked, getting to her feet. Josh tried to back up, but realized he was already against the wall. Dawn sashayed towards him, stopping half a foot away and making Josh's mouth go dry. Dawn's hand reached out and cupped his crotch delicately. "Well," she said, "your cock would say otherwise." A mischievous grin spread across her face and she started to unzip Josh's pants.

"I know the others are in the house, but I just want a quick taste," she said.

Regaining control over his motor functions, and not a moment too soon, Josh seized Dawn's hand and pulled it away from his open fly. "We can't," he said in what he hoped was a firm voice.

"They won't hear us," Dawn said. "I'll be really quiet, I promise." She made to pull her hand out of Josh's but he held fast.

"No, I mean...Valerie. I'm going out with her remember?"

"So?" said Dawn, her eyebrows raised.

"What do you mean 'so'?"

"I don't see a problem," said Dawn.

"The problem," Josh answered, "is that I'm going out with another girl. I'm not gonna cheat on her."

Dawn looked increasingly vexed, as though Josh were a child failing to grasp a simple concept. "She'll never know," she said.

"But I would," replied Josh. "And I don't want to."

"Why the hell not?"

"Because...because it's wrong, that's why. Everyone knows that."

Dawn rolled her eyes. "Don't tell me you're gonna start with the moral bullshit. Look...it's just a quick blowjob – no harm done."

"You're still not getting the point," Josh said, becoming increasingly affected by Dawn's proximity and her oh-so-enticing language.

"No," said Dawn, "you're not getting the point. I want to blow you. Just take off your pants and I'll make it quick."

Josh's heart, while full of unlimited resolve, was being relentlessly attacked by his cock, which was screaming at it to take its morals and fuck the hell off. But no, Josh wouldn't do it; couldn't do it – not to Valerie.

"No," he said firmly. "I won't."

Dawn stuck her hands on her hips and her tongue between her teeth, exhaling in frustration. "I don't believe this," she said. "You call yourself a guy?"

"Dawn..." Josh began.

"No...fine...whatever," said Dawn, turning around and waving away Josh's supplications. "I don't care. Go be with your girlfriend."

"Dawn..."

"Piss off, Josh," Dawn said, not angrily but in a rather bored tone that let Josh knew she wasn't really hurt. He shrugged and made a quick exit. Inside, Dawn sat on her bed glaring at her closed door. "Bastard," she said, and turned back to her magazine.




Party of Five Ch. 10



* * *

After leaving Dawn's room, Josh discovered that there was a phone call for him, and practically set the floorboards alight as he sped to the phone in the kitchen. He stopped to compose himself and to catch his breath before picking up the receiver.

"Hello?" he asked.

"Hey, it's me." Valerie's voice.

"Oh, hi." Josh leapt up to sit on the bench and dangled his legs over the side like the giddy child he felt like. He spent at least an hour talking with Valerie – quite possibly the best hour of his life. They were both timid at first, but they relaxed quickly and soon they were discovering how much they had in common and talking like old friends. Josh was at his comical best, making her laugh whenever the situation called for it and trying his best to maintain a suave James Bond voice, sans the British accent.

Alice came in once, but kept perfectly quiet and simply smiled encouragingly at Josh. She left soon after and Josh continued his conversation.

By the end of their conversation, Josh and Valerie had decided that they would see a movie on Friday night, keeping things simple to start with. Once Josh hung up the phone he felt like he would melt into a puddle of happy goo and slide down the drain. He didn't much fancy doing that though, and so he hopped down from the bench and went upstairs to his room for some peace and quiet.

He fell down on his bed and stared up at the ceiling with the same recurring thought in his mind, one which he had never before experienced. I love my life.

* * *

Josh didn't see Valerie much at school the following day, as he was dragged into the library to work on an assignment with his friends during lunchtime. Even so, they tended to stick to their respective groups in the schoolyard, as Josh guessed their relationship hadn't progressed enough to be group-swapping yet. Hopefully, after Friday, he would be able to walk through the courtyard holding her hand.

After school, not feeling much up to returning home, primarily because Dawn had the day off and with both her and Jacquie home, his hormones would have a field day. So instead, he decided to catch a bus to the mall and maybe look around for some new clothes to wear on Friday or a nice cologne to spray on, which he had never done before.

The bus ambled along, stopping occasionally to pick up passengers. To Josh's surprise, and utter, utter dismay, one of those passengers was Dawn, and another three her close friends. She caught site of him as soon as she boarded. Her friends trailed behind her, and, having not seen Josh for years, would most likely not recognize him. If Dawn kept her silence, everything would be fine. However, she had that mischievous glint in her eye and a cheeky smile on her lips.

"Hey, Josh," she said, taking the seat in front of him and turning around. "This is my brother, guys," Dawn informed her friends.

Bitch, Josh thought. He looked up at Dawn's friends. Like her, they were all gorgeous, though none of them quite as attractive as Dawn, in Josh's opinion at least. Perhaps Dawn had selected them personally, surrounding herself with a beautiful entourage of female sirens, and yet, at the same time, ensuring that none of them outshone her beauty. Although, knowing Dawn, she probably just befriended the sluttiest girls in school...for company.

"Really?" one of the girls said; a blonde one who wore jeans and pink top. "This is your brother?"

Dawn nodded, grinning maliciously at Josh. She knew he'd be uncomfortable with this, and she was loving it.

"Wow, he's a cutie," another blonde said. My God, if this isn't the hottest collection of babes I've ever seen in one place...

The other girls giggled and took seats around Josh. One of them was looking over the back of the seat in front, along with Dawn, while the other two were sitting on separate seats across the aisle, facing him and making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You said he was a pimply-faced geek," the first blonde said – Lara, if Josh remembered correctly. The one in front was Rebecca, and the other one, the brunette, was Carla.

"He was," Dawn answered.

"She's so mean," said Lara. "I don't know how you put up with her."

"I don't either," Josh said, hoping his voice didn't hitch in mid-sentence.

The girls all giggled. "You should hear some of the things she says about you," Lara continued. "Obviously they weren't true. I think you're a stud."

Josh flushed scarlet and looked out the window. The girls, again, giggled. "You're embarrassing him, Lara," said Carla.

"No I'm not," Lara said, crossing the aisle and taking the seat next to Josh, and just plain refusing to look away from him. "I bet Dawn's a real pain to have around the house."

Josh looked up at Dawn, who was observing the scene with amused curiosity. "You have no idea," Josh replied.

"Does she bring home boys all the time?"

"Every other night," said Josh.

Lara laughed. "She's a real slut, isn't she?"

Josh started to laugh too. "I think I'm starting to like your friends," he said to Dawn. The girls laughed.

"See," said Lara, "he likes me." She turned back towards Josh. "You know, if Dawn pisses you off too much, you can always come and see me. I'll make sure she doesn't bug you."

"Now who's a slut..." said Dawn.

Josh, not for the first time, began to wander if turning eighteen had somehow catapulted him into a parallel universe. It was the only explanation for why so many beautiful girls wanted to have sex with him.

"I bet you're all tense, too," said Lara. "I've seen those skirts Dawn wears around the house. They've gotta be distracting."

"Not really," Josh lied, "I don't find her that attractive."

"Oooh," the girls chorused. Dawn simply laughed. Damn bitch knows it isn't true.

"What about me?" said Lara, pushing her chest out. "Do you find me attractive?"

Josh swallowed hard and wiped his palms on the inside of his pockets. How could he possibly answer that safely? He settled for,

"I guess so."

Lara grinned. "Maybe we could get together sometime," she said, raking her eyes across Josh's body in a way he wasn't too comfortable with.

"He won't," said Dawn. "He's got a girlfriend."

"Oh," said Lara. "Well, you can bring her along too if you want."

Josh almost started to choke. The girls laughed and Lara waited for his reply.

"No, thanks," he finally managed to say.

"Aw, too bad," said Lara.

"I think it's cute," Rebecca added from the front seat. "He's loyal to his girl."

"But does she satisfy you?" Lara asked in a voice she had either learnt from or taught Dawn. "I mean, one girl can't possibly be enough for a guy like you." Her eyes were twinkling.

Self-control, man! Josh thought to himself. Remember your self-control.

"We're almost there," Carla chimed in, looking out the window.

"We're going to the mall," said Lara. "Wanna come?"

"Uh...actually, I was headed to a friend's place," Josh lied.

"Are you sure? We could model lingerie for you."

Again the girls laughed and again Josh flushed. "No, thanks."

The bus began to slow to a stop. "Well," said Lara, getting to her feet along with the other girls, "if you change your mind, ask Dawn for my number." With that, the four girls all strutted down the aisle and off the bus, all of their perfect asses swaying in tandem and fuelling a hormonal rebellion in Josh's loins. If he wasn't going out with Valerie, and if he wasn't on a bus at the moment, he would have stroked himself to possibly the largest solo orgasm he'd ever had. As it was however, he looked back out the window and the bus ambled on.

* * *

"Why didn't you tell us he was so cute?" Lara asked Dawn once they'd disembarked. The bus drove away and they started towards the entrance of the mall.

"Because he's a wanker," Dawn replied.

"That's only because he doesn't have a real girl to do it for him."

Carla and Rebecca laughed.

"I think he's a little Prince Charming," Lara added.

"He's taller than you," Dawn pointed out.

"Well, he's still charming. Did you see how shy he was? It was so cute."

Dawn rolled her eyes, and hoped she wouldn't have to tolerate this for the entire afternoon.

* * *

Josh got off at the next stop and, realizing he was quite far from home, began walking in the hopes that he'd get there before dinner. On the way, he tried not to think about Lara's round tits or Carla's full lips or Rebecca's tight ass or – God help him – Dawn's cum-filled mouth; he resolved instead to think about Valerie, which worked immediately, cleansing him of all unclean thoughts and fixing a smile upon his face.

The walk was long, hot and tiring. By the time Josh reached his front door, his heels were blistered and the sky was even beginning to darken. He walked inside and collapsed on the sofa. No sooner had he shut his eyes and began to wish that he not be disturbed, than Dawn walked into the room sipping a cold drink through a straw. She sat down on one of the armchairs, assuming her usual pose, which was to have her legs draped over the side.

"I was wondering when you'd get back," she said. Josh looked at her briefly and then turned towards the television, which he discovered was not on, but didn't care. "No thanks to you," said Dawn, "I had to endure an entire afternoon of Lara's sordid fantasies involving you."

Josh looked at her. "I thought she was kidding."

Dawn laughed. "She was ready to rip your clothes off." Josh leaned his head back and closed his eyes, willing his body to relax. "She wants me to tell her as soon as you break up with Valerie." Josh's eyes snapped open and he glared at Dawn. "If you break up with her," Dawn amended.

She finished the last of her drink noisily, placed the empty glass on the coffee table and came to sit next to Josh. "So you don't think I'm attractive?" she asked.

Josh looked down at her. "Is there a problem with that?"

"No," said Dawn nonchalantly. "Only I think it's bullshit."

"Think what you like," Josh replied.

Dawn wriggled closer. "Let's just see what Mr. Cock has to say about that, shall we?" She reached out for Josh's crotch, but was stopped, once more, by Josh's restraining hand.

"Would you cut that out! Jacquie or Alice might see you."

"They're not home," Dawn replied. "Mom's car broke down at work; they've gone to get her."

"That still doesn't make it okay."

Dawn slumped her head against Josh's shoulder in defeat. "You're no fun," she said. "We haven't even fucked yet."

Josh was again astounded by how commonplace this type of language had become between he and Dawn. Once it had excited him, and, admittedly, it still did, but it also annoyed him that she thought he would ever betray Valerie like that.

"Why can't we just say your relationship is official on Friday, and until then," Dawn started dancing her fingertips across Josh's chest, "we can do whatever we want."

"I don't understand why you want to," said Josh. "I'm sure you can find heaps of guys out there willing to satisfy your urges."

"Yeah...but it's much more exciting when it's with my brother. It's so naughty."

"So that's the only reason you did it?" Josh asked, feeling slightly offended.

"Of course not...it just makes it even better." Josh looked at her dubiously. "Look," said Dawn, sitting up straight, "we just go upstairs, fuck once, and then that's it; we don't have to do it again."

Josh's stomach turned to soup. Why did she have to keep talking like that? "No," he replied.

"One fuck," said Dawn, "that's all I want. Just one fuck."

"No!" Josh repeated, now very annoyed.

"Pleeeeease," Dawn entreated her brother. "Please, just once."

"No!"

"You know I can show you a lot more than Jacquie did. I'll even let you cum inside me."

Josh looked startled. "Why would you do that?"

"Because it feel awesome," replied Dawn. "And I'm on the pill, so it doesn't matter. You could spray all your juicy, thick cum inside my pussy and then feed it to me."

Oh my fucking God she's insane. And...insanely sexy. But, no. "No!"

"Fucking hell, Josh," Dawn exclaimed, getting to her feet. "You can't just give me head once and then expect me to stop. You...you used me."

"Excuse me?" Josh barked, getting to his own feet. "You were the one who asked for it."

"Yeah," said Dawn, "because I thought there'd be more."

This was a first, Josh thought. They had argued so often before, and about so many different things, but arguing about Josh giving Dawn head...that was new.

"For someone who thought I was a pimply-faced geek, you seem to be awfully fond of me."

"Of course I am," said Dawn. "I'm very fond of you."

"Because I gave you head..."

"No, not just because of that. Do you know I've been thinking about you every night since we did it? I fingered myself thinking about you."

Josh's jaw reached for the floor. "You did."

"Yes, I did."

"I don't understand," said Josh. "Why can't you just get someone else? I'm sure you can come up with enough kinky things to equate it to incest."

"Because I want you, Josh. I don't know why, but I fuckin' want you so bad."

Wow, thought Josh, she really wants me. "I told you," Josh said, still resolute, "I'm going out with Valerie."

"So break it off with her," said Dawn. "I'll go to the movies with you if you want. And then afterwards we can fuck all night."

My God she knows how to be convincing. Her language...it was phenomenal. It was the most erotic experience Josh had ever had, and it was only words.

"I am not going to break it off with Valerie. I've had a crush on her for years – do you think I'm just going to throw my one chance away."

"If I mean anything to you, you would."

"That's not fair," Josh said. "That is not fair."

"Fine!" Dawn spat. She spun on her heel and stormed out of the room. Josh could hear her feet pounding up the stairs and then the sound of her bedroom door slamming. Once the noise stopped, he sat back down and shut his eyes again.

Why couldn't Dawn have just understood like Jacquie? And why did she want him so bad? More importantly, why did she admit it? That wasn't like Dawn, to admit that she needed anything. It was endearing really, if a little scary. Still, Josh knew he had done the right thing, and Dawn would calm down in time.



Party of Five Ch. 11



Author’s Note: Don’t forget to leave a comment or send an e-mail. If you have questions and leave your own address I’ll reply. More chapters to come. Enjoy.

***

Josh felt quite terrible on Wednesday morning, which he suspected was due to the row he’d had with Dawn. He still couldn’t get the things she’d said out of his mind, and he’d even caught himself rubbing his crotch last night while he lay in bed.

The worst part was, he wasn’t entirely sure how he should feel about it; gratified that he seemed to mean so much to her; annoyed that she could even think he’d betray Valerie for a casual fling; or sympathetic to her misery. Whichever it was, anger ruled them all, such as only Dawn could produce. Josh was fire-breathing, ear-smoking, blood-boiling angry, and he knew that was not a good thing.

He showered rather quickly and threw his uniform on hastily before going downstairs. He met Jacquie in the kitchen.

“Morning,” said Jacquie. Josh grunted in reply. “I take it you didn’t sleep well,” Jacquie inquired.

“Not really.”

“You fought with Dawn again, didn’t you?”

“Does that surprise you?” Jacquie smiled considerately. “Did you see her this morning?” Josh asked out of curiosity.

“Yeah, just before she left.”

“How was she?”

“She seemed fine,” said Jacquie. “Like she always does.”

What!? Josh wanted to yell. How could she possibly be fine? Unless she was acting, of course. Then again, perhaps it had been one of those spare-of-the-moment things that she forgot all about once she’d calmed down. And that meant that she didn’t really mean what she had said, which meant that she had just been using Josh for sex, not that they’d actually had sex. Josh felt even angrier.

“I’m off,” he told Jacquie, forgoing breakfast once again and heading out the door.

“Bye,” Jacquie called out, but the door was already shut.

***

The school day was infinitely boring. Again, Josh didn’t see Valerie much at all, which was rather a good thing, he supposed; he didn’t want her bearing any of his anger – she didn’t deserve that. All the same, Josh was dreading returning home, and so he took his time walking, effectively doubling the amount of time he usually took.

Surprisingly, and pleasantly, he found that the house was empty when he arrived. Jacquie must be out doing the grocery shopping, and Alice wouldn’t be home for at least another two hours. There was, however, a note on the kitchen table, written in Jacquie’s eloquent handwriting. It said simply: Valerie called. Josh supposed this meant she wanted him to call her back, which he was happy to do. He leapt up onto the bench, picked up the receiver and dialed her number.

He was surprised she had called so quickly. It was possible, though, that she had finished earlier than Josh had. The phone rung, once, twice, and then connected.

“Hello?”

“Valerie?”

“Josh?”

“Yeah, it’s me.”

“Oh, hi.”

Josh leant his had back against the wall and as always, found himself lost in her voice. “You called before…”

“Yeah, I did. I, uh…I just wanted to tell you that…I won’t be able to make it on Friday.”

Josh repositioned himself slightly. He tried – and failed – to keep the disappointment out of his voice. “Oh, how come?”

“Well…” Valerie sighed, “I’ve been thinking a lot and…I realized that I’m not really ready for another relationship. I know that sounds like an excuse, but…I don’t think it’s fair on you if I pretend I am.”

“Oh,” was all Josh could manage, due to the fact that his heart was in the process of splitting in two.

“I mean, I only broke up with Danny a few weeks ago, and I was going out with someone before him, and I just think I need a break – some time to myself.”

“Oh,” Josh repeated.

“Please don’t think that it’s you, because it’s not. I really would like to go out with you, and I’m hoping we can still be friends for now. I just…I just need some time.”

“Right,” said Josh. “Time.”

“I’m sorry,” Valerie said, sounding extremely genuine.

“No…I understand,” said Josh.

“You do?”

“Yeah. You need some time to yourself.”

“Yeah,” said Valerie. “I’d still like to be friends though…if you would.”

“I’d like that.”

“Thanks – for understanding.”

“No problem,” said Josh.

“Will I see you at school then?” Valerie asked.

“Yeah, I’ll see you then.”

“Bye, Josh.”

“Bye.”

Josh hung up the phone and exhaled deeply. So it was over before it had even begun. Josh was again struggling to choose which emotions to express. He was disappointed, of course, but not angry. Mostly, he was glad Valerie had told him, and that she had been thinking of him when making her decision. Maybe it was best; he’d seen her go through a bunch of bad boyfriends before, and that she was taking him seriously was a good sign. Still, it didn’t lessen the pain. What did lessen it was the fact that Valerie wanted to be friends. He would actually get to see her everyday and talk to her whenever he wanted. It could even be a good thing, to build up a rapport before they decided to give a relationship a go. And how many times had he written in his diary that all he really wanted was to be around her, to be considered her friend and to have her as his friend. No, it wasn’t all bad, and in the long run it would probably improve things between them.

Now in a strangely neutral and content mood, Josh hopped off the bench and walked into the living room. He felt almost better now than he had when he had been awaiting a date with Valerie. If he had simply been dating her, he would just be the boyfriend, restricted to only certain parts of her life. It would mean she’d still have her friends and he’d still have his friends and they’d just give each other that something else that friends couldn’t give you. Now, however, he could be both a friend and a boyfriend, in time, of course. He liked the idea of going to the movies for a date with a close female friend much better than going to the movies for a date with a stranger.

So now he and Valerie were friends, there was the definite possibility of a relationship in the future, he was acne-free, young, handsome and had actually gotten an A on his math’s assignment. Life was, again, looking up. Josh felt so good, in fact, that he resolved to patch things up with Dawn once she came home. He wasn’t entirely sure what he’d say, as he was positive he’d done nothing wrong, but perhaps he could force an apology out of her and things would be okay between them again. Would she still want to make love to him? And did he want to? Well, of course he did, but he still felt kind of guilty when thinking about Valerie. She was his friend now, true, but it was almost as though they were betrothed; she had definitely hinted that there could be a future to their relationship. But no, it didn’t mean Josh had to stay celibate until then – he wasn’t even celibate now.

Around four-thirty, Jacquie arrived home with a trunk full of shopping bags.

“Josh,” she called out from the front door. “Can you give me a hand.”

Josh made his way outside and started fishing bags out of the trunk. He followed Jacquie inside and set them down on the table.

“Did you call Valerie back?” Jacquie asked.

“Yeah.”

“What did she want?”

“To tell me that she wasn’t ready to start dating again and she just wants to be friends for now.”

Jacquie stopped what she was doing and looked over at her brother with concern. “Oh, Josh, I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s OK,” said Josh, meaning it. “I’m thinking maybe it’s better this way. I mean, this way we can get to know each other without the pressure.” Josh extracted a loaf of bread from one of the bags and handed it to Jacquie, who opened the refrigerator and put it inside. “This way I get to be around her and talk to her, which is what I really wanted in the first place.”

“Wow,” said Jacquie. “Five stars for maturity. If that had happened to me at your age I probably would’ve locked myself in my room and cried for weeks.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t cry,” said Josh.

“What about that time Dawn held you down and plucked your eyebrows?”

“That doesn’t count,” Josh replied defensively. “They were tears of physical pain, not emotional pain.”

“Whatever you say, Josh,” Jacquie said with a smile. “Still, I’m impressed.”

Josh began to wander whether this was the right time to bring up the little matter of their now dormant sex life, and the possibility of resurrecting it. Would Jacquie take offense to it? She definitely wasn’t as hot tempered as Dawn, but she might accuse Josh of simply ‘settling’ for her when he had no one else, only to run off again once Valerie decided she was ready for a relationship. Perhaps it would be better to wait and see if Jacquie brought the subject up.

“Casserole tonight,” said Jacquie, referring to what was on the menu for dinner.

“You need help?” Josh inquired.

“If you have time.”

“Sure.”

They spent the next two hours in the kitchen preparing the meal, neither of them saying much at all, other than the occasional request for a knife or the sponge. The entire time, Josh was wrestling with the idea of whether or not to talk to Jacquie about their relationship. His train of thought mostly followed the pattern: OK, I’m going to ask her. Here goes – at which point he would open his mouth – Crap – I can’t. I’ll just wait for her to say something – at which point he would close his mouth. Overall, it was a rather distracting mental loop that he followed and after two hours his thoughts were so muddled he decided it was best not to think of anything too strenuous for the time being. With luck, he thought, Jacquie would drop her tits in the water again tonight. Wouldn’t that be something…

Dawn didn’t arrive home for dinner, so Jacquie set aside her portion and the rest of them ate anyway. It was a quiet meal, as they usually were when Dawn was absent. Josh’s proclivity for starting conversation rivaled Dawn’s, but at the moment he was too preoccupied staring at Jacquie’s breasts to say anything. The meal ended on a similar silent note and Jacquie and Josh began on the dishes – again, in silence.

As Josh dried the items Jacquie handed him, he found his gaze begin to drop from her breasts to her ass, and was unable to pry his eyes off it for most of the time. Jacquie, fortunately, didn’t notice. She was keeping her attention on the washing, and though she didn’t seem to be ignoring Josh, he got the feeling she simply had nothing to say to him. Josh, however, was busy trying to come up with something witty or profound to say, that might trigger one of those deep and meaningful situations that more often than not led to raunchy sex. He supposed Dawn would be better suited to helping him out, as his lust had definitely overtaken his affection. But Dawn wasn’t here, and nor was she speaking to him. Still, that didn’t stop him from picturing her face between his knees telling him she was going to suck his cock until he came inside her mouth. Oh God. Josh absent-mindedly mashed his crotch against the cupboard.

“Having fun there?” Jacquie asked, holding a plate out expectantly. Josh immediately turned bright red and took the plate from Jacquie without meeting her eyes. Jacquie turned back to her side of the sink with an amused smile on her face.

“You know, Josh,” she said after a while, “now that you and Valerie aren’t going out together…” Josh turned towards her, looking rather anxious and excited, “…maybe we can still…” She didn’t finish, but Josh knew exactly what she was talking about. He smiled as Jacquie moved close to him, so that there hips were now touching.

“That is, if you want to,” said Jacquie.

Josh’s blood ran hot in the face of Jacquie’s proximity. She was right there, right next to him, and if his hands weren’t wet and soapy he could reach out and squeeze her ass.

“I want to,” Josh said. “If you do.”

“I already said I wanted to, Josh,” Jacquie said as though he should have remembered that fact.

“Oh, right,” Josh replied. He turned back to drying a glass he was holding and Jacquie turned back to her business. A minute passed before Jacquie glanced briefly over her shoulder and then leaned over and kissed Josh once on the lips.

***

Josh was lying awake in his bed, staring up at the ceiling, when he heard Dawn come home. He looked over at his alarm clock, reading the display as 1:30. It wasn’t like Dawn to stay out so late during the week. The weekend was a different story of course; it was considered commonplace for Dawn not to come home at all some nights.

Josh followed her aural progress as she made her way into the kitchen, opened and closed the fridge, did something for several minutes (possibly eat or drink whatever she’d removed from the fridge) and then start quietly up the stairs. He heard her pass his door and enter her own room, shutting the door behind her.

The thought that this might be the perfect time to talk to Dawn occurred to Josh. Everyone else would be asleep, and even if they weren’t, the rooms were relatively soundproof, as Josh had learnt from Dawn’s nightly escapades. When he thought about it though, she hadn’t brought a boy home in weeks, perhaps even a month or two. Of course, that didn’t mean she wasn’t screwing their brains out at a friend’s place or – knowing Dawn – in the middle of the dance floor at one of the clubs she went to.

Josh waited a while so that Dawn could get changed, brush her teeth and do whatever else women did before going to bed. Then, as quietly as he could, he pushed his bedcovers aside and hopped out of bed. Despite being a rather warm night, he was wearing his black polyester pajamas – not quite wealthy enough yet to afford the silk equivalents. Still, he liked them, and thought they leant him a mysterious brooding quality that girls seemed to go for, if television and movies had taught him anything – which they probably hadn’t.

He opened his door and padded barefoot down the hall, to the last room on the left – Dawn’s room. He put his ear to the door, and, hearing nothing, opened it quietly. Like most people, Josh reasoned, Dawn didn’t lock her door during the night, probably in case of fire or, more likely, in case of urgent urination. One just couldn’t operate a simple doorknob during the night as one could during the day.

As Dawn’s room faced the opposite side of the houses to Josh’s, it was receiving much more light from the full moon tonight, and wasn’t very dark at all. There was an almost dramatic feel to the room; the windows cast their crisscrossed shadows across the carpet, half of the bed was lit by the moon and the other half was in shadow. And, standing over by the full length mirror, was Dawn, the moonlight bouncing off her skin and making her look like an ivory sculpture in all her astonishing beauty.

“Josh!” she whispered heatedly. “What the fuck are you doing in my room?”

“Hello, to you too,” Josh whispered back angrily.

He registered quickly what Dawn was wearing, and were he wearing socks, they would have been knocked off. She had dressed for the hot weather, clad in a pair of pink silk boxers and a white sports bra. Her arms, her legs, her hair – even her prized abdominal muscles – were all sleek and soft in the darkness.

“I asked you what you were doing in my room,” Dawn snapped, still whispering.

“I wanted to talk to you,” Josh replied. He couldn’t seem to take his eyes off her stomach; it was so flat and toned – why couldn’t he have abs like that.

“Oh,” said Dawn, “so you want to talk to me now. Well, as it so happens, I’d rather you burn in hell.” She started walking towards her bed. “Good night, Josh,” she added, calling on her awesome power to make even a pleasantry sound like an insult.

“Wait,” said Josh, and she stopped, hands on hips, staring at him with an air of immense irritation.

“What?!” she demanded.

“You’re still upset at me…” Josh said.

“No, not really,” Dawn replied. “Just tired of looking at your face. So if you don’t mind…”

“Valerie called me today…” Josh said. He wasn’t sure how to begin, but he was quite positive an apology wasn’t in order. He hadn’t done anything wrong. He expected Dawn to stop again and look at him possibly with curiosity or with greater irritation. But she just kept on walking and started removing bracelets from her wrists and placing them on her bedside table.

“Did she?” she said. “Calling to dump you, was she?”

“Well, yes, actually,” Josh replied.

Dawn looked up. “Seriously?”

“Yeah,” said Josh. “She said she needed some time to herself; that she wasn’t ready for another relationship yet.”

Dawn resumed denuding her wrist of its trinkets. “Oooh, poor Joshy,” she said mockingly. “No sex for him after all.”

“I wasn’t going to have sex with her!” Josh spat.

“Why not?” asked Dawn. “She wouldn’t have you?”

Josh’s blood began to boil. “Is it so hard for you to comprehend the fact that some people actually go out together for reasons other than sex?”

Dawn pursed her lips, looking thoughtful as she removed the last bracelet from her slender wrist. “Hand jobs, I guess,” she said.

Josh sighed in frustration. “You’re impossible.”

“Why are you even telling me this?” Dawn asked. “I don’t care what happened with your little girlfriend.”

“Right,” said Josh, thoroughly unsurprised. “All you care about is fucking.”

“You won’t even get that from me now,” Dawn retorted, smirking derisively.

Josh opened his mouth to tell her, quite vehemently, that she was the one that had practically begged him for sex. He was silenced however, as Dawn took several steps towards him and said, “You thought you could just come crawling back after things didn’t work out with your little girlfriend and I’d still want to have sex with you? I don’t think so, pal,” she added, jabbing Josh in the chest with a finger.

“Ow,” Josh said, clapping his hands over his chest. “You’re the one who was all over me last night.”

“All over you?” exclaimed Dawn. “I was not all over you. Now, I’m over you.”

“You’ve got a poor memory then,” said Josh, taking a step back from his sister, whose eyes now seemed to be boring holes through the back of his skull.

“I think there’s a difference between being ‘all over you’ and just wanting a quick fuck,” said Dawn.

“So that’s all you wanted? A quick fuck?”

“What did you think I wanted?” Dawn asked. “A relationship? “I’m your sister for fuck’s sake.”

“I know that,” Josh replied rather lamely. And he did…know it. Of course he knew it. But still, would it kill her to show him a little affection, other than the purely physical kind, which she had certainly shown him thus far.

“You want me to tell you I love you and that you make me feel all tingly inside and I can’t stop thinking about you?”

“No…I don’t want that. But…”

“But what?”

“Jacquie doesn’t just do it for a quick fuck,” Josh said, finding nothing else to say.

“Then why don’t you go visit Jacquie’s room?” said Dawn. “Ask her to suck your cock. Oh, that’s right, she doesn’t do that.”

“I didn’t come here for…that,” said Josh, outraged.

“Then what did you come here for Josh?” Dawn asked, taking another step forward so that she was toe-to-toe with her younger brother. “What do you want from me?”

Josh noticed her breasts hovering inches from his chest, her eyes shining like gemstones in the moonlight, and the way she managed to be looking up at him, rather than eye-to-eye. Her face was astonishingly pretty. In the back of his mind somewhere – in that place that he kept his fantasies about Mrs. Austin, his science teacher, and the memory of having his pants pulled down by Dawn in the middle of a swimming complex when he was little – Josh remembered that he had blown his load on that face. He shook his head furiously and tried to focus.




Party of Five Ch. 11



“What do you want from me, Josh?” Dawn asked again, lowering her eyes to look at his chest, then flicking her hair behind her and looking back up at him in one swift motion. Oh my God.

“I…I…”

“You what?” Her lips were so full and her eyes so deep, like wells of liquefied emeralds.

“I…”

Dawn’s hand reached out and cupped his crotch gently. “Is this what you want? You want me to suck it again?”

Josh felt like someone had used his spine as a piano, running their fingers up it and back down again. His heart was thumping along at a mile a minute, banging painfully against his ribcage. And her hand, her hand felt so…

Almost in response to his thoughts, Dawn tightened her grip on Josh’s crotch, leaned in closer, stood on her toes, looked him in the eye and said, “Go to hell, Josh.” She released him with a satisfied sneer and walked back to her bed.

“You…bitch!” Josh whispered as loudly as he dared.

“Life’s a bitch, Josh…not me.”

He wanted to scream at her, to grab her by the shoulders and shake her until her head exploded, but most of all he wanted her to grab his cock again. The way she was smirking at him, looking so superior and arrogant – it was infuriating. God, she’s a bitch.

“Didn’t come her for that, huh?” said Dawn.

“No!” Josh spat.

“The cock never lies, Josh. You were hard as a rock.”

Well, what the fuck does she expect? “What do you expect?” Josh said, voicing his thoughts. He gestured towards her body. “Look what you’re wearing.”

“I could’ve been wearing a lot less for you, Josh.”

“And saying things like that – that doesn’t help either.”

“You told me the things I said were hot, remember? I had your cock in my mouth at the time.”

“Yeah, but you were different then,” Josh said. He was running out of things to say that might appease her anger, so he started saying whatever came into his head, whatever he felt.

“Really?” said Dawn. “How was I different?”

“Well…we were friends then. I saw you crying.”

“You saw me crying?” said Dawn, her eyebrows raised. “That’s how I was different.”

“I’d never seen you cry before,” Josh continued. “Not once. Ever. I’ve called you some of the foulest names imaginable, play the worst practical jokes I could think of on you, and not once did you cry. It was just…different, seeing that side of you.”

Josh hoped his speech was moving, as he was feeling extremely stupid and humiliated saying it. Dawn, however, remained as stoic as ever.

“So what? You like vulnerable women? I think that classifies as a fetish.”

“I don’t like vulnerable women!” Josh spat back. It was like talking a wall…that had spikes on it and cannons and things that breathed fire.

“Well, that’s good news for the female population out there, then, isn’t it?”

Josh dug his nails into his palms and set his jaw tightly, hoping the pressure of his joints would relieve the pressure his brain was putting on his mouth to yell at Dawn at the top of his lungs. He decided to continue, to ignore her distracting retorts that were branching the conversation off in a million directions.

“I saw you crying, and I liked it – because I realized there was actually a person underneath all those snide remarks and vicious abuse. I thought: maybe she’s not as superficial as I thought she was. Obviously though, I was wrong.”

Dawn sighed, finally looking wearied. Had he done it? Had he broken through her resolve? “Look, Josh,” she said, rubbing her temple, “I’m really tired. I’ve been out all day and I need to get some sleep. So just tell me what you want.”

Josh, initially startled by her directness and complete lack of sarcasm, took a deep breath and said, “I want us to be friends again. Or, at least, like we were before.”

“Before we were enemies,” said Dawn.

“After that.”

“We’re enemies now as well.”

“Before that,” said Josh exasperatedly. “You know what I mean.”

Dawn just looked at him – just looked, with unblinking eyes and an unmoving body. She wore a tiny smile on her face that, hopefully, hinted at a positive outcome to the relentless emotional battle she was no doubt waging in her head. She finally blinked and her smile broadened.

“I guess I got a bit crazy, huh?”

Josh frowned. “Crazy?”

“After you told me about Valerie.”

“Oh, well…I’d probably go with insane; but, you know, whatever.”

Dawn’s smile reached her eyes, lighting up her face and the entire room. She stood up. “Maybe we can be friends again,” she said. “As long as you promise not to hold all the things I said over me.” Josh smiled. “Because I was just really horny, and I wasn’t, uh…thinking straight.”

“Deal,” said Josh.

“I have to admit though,” said Dawn, “I didn’t think I’d get so jealous.”

“You were jealous?” Josh asked, surprised.

“Oh, yeah,” replied Dawn, taking a step forward. “I wanted you in my bed, not hers.”

Josh’s smile faded. “Right – the sex.”

Dawn took another step forward. Josh noticed she was running a finger around her belly and inclining her head in that playful way she sometimes did. “Not just the sex,” she said. “I don’t know what love is – because I’ve never felt it for anyone before – but,” she took another step forward, “it was different with you. More passionate.”

“Maybe that was just because we’re brother and sister. You know, the taboo factor.”

“Maybe,” said Dawn. “Or maybe I really like you.”

“You…do?” said Josh.

“Well,” another step forward, “we are pretty similar. And I never have found a guy who can argue with me the way you can. Not to mention eat me out like you can.” A shiver ran through Josh’s body. Dawn was now only three or four feet away from him. She looked down at the ground and then back up at him. “I’m sorry about Valerie,” she said, surprising Josh by both the use of her name and the genuine sympathy in her voice. That was…new. “I’m probably supposed to say something to make it better.”

“You don’t have to say anything,” said Josh, his voice wavering.

“What if I do this instead?” She closed the gap between them, placed her palms flat on Josh’s chest and sucked his right ear lobe into her mouth. Josh gasped and shut his eyes. Dawn did her thing for a minute or so before coming back to look into Josh’s eyes. “Is that better?”

“Much,” Josh whispered, though not out of concern for the other people in the house.

“You know,” said Dawn, her gaze on her brother’s chest, and her finger circling it, “everyone’s asleep.” She looked back up into Josh’s eyes, smiling.

“We can’t,” he said, not wanting to say it at all. “They might wake up.”

“No they won’t,” said Dawn, running her nose up the side of Josh’s neck. “We’ll be really quiet.”

“You’re never quiet, Dawn. You screamed last time and I can’t count the number of times I’ve heard you with other guys.”

“I promise I won’t make a lot of noise,” she said, tracing the path of her nose with her tongue. Josh felt her hand clamp around his cock. “You can put this in my mouth to muffle my screams.”

It was too much – way, way too much. Josh grabbed her shoulders and shut his eyes and felt himself cum all over his underwear and his pubes and his belly. Dawn quickly sensed what was going on and pulled back slightly, looking amused.

“Couldn’t wait for me, could you?”

“I’m sorry,” said Josh. And he was – very, very sorry.

“Don’t worry,” said Dawn. “It’s better this way; you’ll last longer.”

“You still want to…”

“Oh, yeah,” said Dawn. “We’ll have you hard again in no time.”

“But I’m…I’m not horny anymore.”

“We’ll make you that, too,” said Dawn. “Just come and sit down.” She took Josh’s hand in hers and led him towards the bed. They sat down together and faced each other. Dawn, her hand still holding one of Josh’s, leant closer and kissed him on the lips. Josh returned the kiss and then the second one, and the one after that, parting his lips eventually so that Dawn could twist her tongue down his mouth. Josh had only ever kissed two girls, at present count, but he knew that Dawn’s kissing was one of the most sensual he would ever feel. He had downloaded enough movies of lesbians kissing each other to know that she was doing things with her mouth that other girls didn’t even think of. She sucked and nibbled on every part of his mouth, both inside and out; she varied her pace and her angle; and the way she used her hands was unbelievable. They were rubbing his thighs one minute, then run along his spine the next; they were wrapped tightly around his neck or tangled in his hair; it was amazing.

Pretty soon Dawn was beginning to undo the buttons of Josh’s pajama top. She pushed it open and ran her hands up the middle of his body, fanning them out once she reached his pecks, sliding them around the back and gripping him tightly as she sucked on his bottom lip.

“Isn’t this much better than arguing?” she said with her mouth buried in the ridge of Josh’s shoulder. Josh nodded in agreement. “We could’ve been doing this all along.”

Dawn, finished with Josh’s shoulder, climbed down from the bed and knelt between his legs. She was much too close to do what Josh thought she was going to do, though. Instead, she pushed his top off his arms and began to lick his stomach. Her hair shone in the moonlight, spread over her shoulders like a veil of silk.

The first few degrees of stiffness returned to Josh’s cock as Dawn planted kisses all over his torso. She dragged her bottom lip all the way up to his collarbone and then nibbled on it with her teeth. Overcome by the desire to feel her hair, Josh ran his fingers through it and realized he was spot on with the silk metaphor.

“You’re hair’s so soft,” Josh told her. Dawn looked up at him, affording him a perfect view of the cleavage her top revealed. She smiled, and turned back to orally pleasuring his chest. She began to speak in between kisses.

“It’s too bad…we’re not alone. We could do some…much wilder things if we were.”

“Such as?”

“Well,” said Dawn, prying her lips from Josh’s skin, and leaning back on her haunches, “I was just thinking what it would be like to have you spank me.” She grinned mirthfully.

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah!” said Dawn. “Make me bend over and spank me like a naughty girl. I’d love that.” Josh’s cock hardened some more. She really knew how to get his blood going, both frustratingly and erotically. She ran her hands up and down the inside of Josh’s thighs. “Would you like that?” Josh nodded. “Next time, then,” said Dawn, reaching her arms out so that Josh could pull her back up on the bed.

She was now sitting on his lap, facing him with her arms around his neck, their heads angled together and their noses rubbing in an Eskimo kiss.

“I had no idea you could be so…sensual,” Josh said, wondering whether it was safe to do so.

“What – you thought I’d be just a fuck and suck girl?”

“Well…”

“You can say it, Josh. It doesn’t matter.” She looked intensely into his eyes. “I’m not like this with many of the guys I fuck. But I do like it better. And, seeing as this is…your third time? – I thought I’d make it extra special.”

Josh wrapped his arms around Dawn’s lower back, the skin their feeling astonishingly soft against his hands.

“You’re being kinda slow tonight, though,” said Dawn. She touched her temple to Josh’s again. “Take my bra off.”

Marveling at her beauty, her passion, everything about her, Josh reached up and started fiddling with the clasp. He tried it one way, then another, and then began to feel his ears get hot. Damn it.

“Let me show you,” said Dawn, surprising Josh with her patience. She took his hands in hers, and showed him how to undo the clasp. It was hard, with both their hands on it, but it eventually came loose. Josh ran his hands up the length of her back, the smooth skin no longer interrupted by the bra strap.

“Now off the shoulders,” Dawn said with an amused smile.

“I know,” Josh replied with mild exasperation. He reached up – as Dawn was no kneeling on either side of his waist and therefore sitting taller than Josh was – and slipped the loops off her shoulders. Dawn clamped her arms to her sides so that the cups stayed where they were. She was looking at her brother with something like delight or amused curiosity in her eyes. Obviously she was enjoying watching him explore her body and fumble his way around.

Josh slid his fingers inside the top of the cups and pulled them away from Dawn’s breasts, exposing those gorgeous mounds of flesh that suited her so well. Their size was perfect; enormous breasts just would not have suited Dawn, as they did Jacquie. Dawn had the slim physique that Josh liked to look at on the teen porn stars on the net. They always had toned legs and flat stomachs; they normally wore white panties and their breasts were the perfect size to hold in the palm of your hands. The main difference, Josh thought, was that on girls like that – girls like Dawn – it was like the breasts were upturned cups or halves of fleshy spheres. With girls like Jacquie, it was as though you have over three-quarters of the spheres protruding from the chest. It was a wonder that they had been gifted with pairs of tits that matched their bodies so well.

“Are you gonna suck on them or not?” Dawn asked impatiently.

Josh took first one, then the other breast into his mouth, paying them the same amount of attention that he had Jacquie’s. Dawn rested a hand on his head and was inclining her neck to look down at Josh’s display. “That’s it, Josh,” she said encouragingly. “Suck my titties.”

Josh laughed into his sister’s right breast. He continued to alternate between them, sucking and licking and nibbling and using his hands to stimulate them. Dawn sighed contentedly and left Josh to his own instruments.

He finished on his own, prying his mouth off Dawn’s nipple and licking his lips. Dawn looked down at her chest – it was almost glowing in the moonlight.

“You got saliva all over me,” she said.

“Is that a problem?” Josh asked, confused.

“Of course not,” said Dawn, sweeping down for a kiss. “So what…position did you have in mind?” she asked.

“Position? I don’t know.”

“Well,” said Dawn, kneeling back to her full height and looking down into Josh’s eyes. “Are you a fan of doggy style?”

“I don’t know,” Josh replied.

“We’ll do that next time, ‘cuz I wanna be looking into your eyes when I cum.” Josh was still having trouble grasping her incessantly erotic vocabulary, as well as the fact that this was a certainty – he would be having sex with his sister, it was only a matter of time.

“Do you remember what I said to you last night?” said Dawn.

“Which part?”

“About how you could cum inside me…”

“Oh. Were you serious?”

“Uh-huh,” said Dawn. “And trust me – it’ll feel a lot better than spoofing in a condom.”

Josh kissed her neck. “You’re so hot.”

Dawn smiled. She swung her leg over Josh’s lap so that she was no longer kneeling on him. She took his hands and drew him further up the bed. “Come on, tiger,” she said, “time to make Dawny wet.”

“Wet?” Josh inquired.

“Yeah,” said Dawn. “I’ve gotta be nice and wet so you can penetrate me.” Josh groaned and Dawn giggled.

“How do we do that?” Josh asked.

“I’ll show you,” said Dawn, and she began to wriggle out of her boxers. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath, and her pussy was immediately visible in all its sexy, shaven glory. Dawn swept her boxers across Josh’s face before tossing them to the floor. “Lie down,” she said, placing a hand on his chest and pushing him gently back, so that he was lying on the bed, perpendicular to the way he would sleep. His legs rested on the floor but his head was on Dawn’s pale blue coverlet.

“Did you know I had silk sheets?” she asked Josh.

“No.”

Dawn grinned. “Wait till you feel them wrapped around your cock.”

Josh lay perfectly still, looking over at her, and then, up at her, as she raised one leg and lowered her hips onto Josh’s face. “Wriggle further down the bed,” she said, and Josh obliged, so that Dawn could kneel on either side of his torso and brace her hands on the bed while her pussy hovered above Josh’s face. “Tongue out, lover,” she said. Josh stuck out his tongue and Dawn lowered her pussy onto his face, immediately moaning. “Lick me,” she groaned.

Josh tongued the outside of her pussy until Dawn lowered herself some more and allowed Josh to use more of his mouth. He brought his fingers up to push the lips apart, but Dawn stopped him. “No hands,” she said. “Just your mouth for now.” Josh obeyed, using his hands instead to hold onto Dawn’s ass cheeks, which fit perfectly into them.

Dawn began to do most of the work, dragging her crotch back and forth over Josh’s face, pulling it up when it got too sensitive and mashing it down again when she wanted more. Josh didn’t get much of a chance to revel in the experience of tasting Dawn’s pussy again, but the smell was another thing entirely. It was intoxicating; filling his nostrils up and seeping into his brain. God, she smells good.

He had heard the stories and the reasons why some guys didn’t like eating girls out; but then this was Dawn, so he was pretty much guaranteed he was eating the most hygienic pussy in the world, not to mention the tastiest.

Dawn raised herself up after a while, resting her weight on her knees. In this position, Josh was able to look up at her, and see that she was cupping her breasts and rubbing them together. She smiled down at him. “Having fun?”

“Mmm,” Josh muttered.

Dawn threw her head back and sighed deeply, then smiled again and looked down at Josh. “I am going to cum so hard when we fuck,” she said. She scooted down Josh’s body and leaned down so that she was face-to-face with him, her naked body pressed up against his. “So will you,” she said, smiling and kissing him. “Are you hard yet?”

Josh nodded. Dawn licked her lips and wriggled further down the bed. “Pull your underpants down,” she said. Josh reached down and took hold of the waistband of his pajama pants. “Not your pants,” said Dawn, “just the underwear.”

Puzzled, but certainly willing to comply, Josh reached his hands inside his pants and worked his underwear down to his knees. Dawn smiled and wriggled even further down the bed. She slid her hand up Josh’s bare foot, the right one, and then under the edge of his pant leg.

“What are you doing?” Josh asked, looking down at her. Dawn just smiled back and within another second Josh could feel her hand – her entire arm – snaking its way up his leg. Eventually, she reached his cock and took it in her hand.

“You said you were hard,” she said disappointedly.

“I am,” said Josh.

“You can be harder than that,” Dawn replied, withdrawing her hand. She wriggled back up the bed and yanked Josh’s pants down to his ankles. She drew them off his feet, bundled them up and brought them up to her face. She took a deep breath and smiled at Josh. “My brother’s crotch,” she said in a wistful voice. She threw the pants aside and positioned herself over Josh’s body, her eyes on his cock, which was hard, though not as hard as it could be. Dawn wrapped her fingers around it.

“I think he needs some stimulation,” she said, and began to slowly pump her hand up and down. Josh, once again, was completely overcome by the feeling of Dawn’s hand on his cock. It seemed like such an unlikely event to take place, in the great scheme of things. Not only were he and Dawn siblings, but they were once vicious mortal enemies. And now…now she was jacking him off with her expert hand. Josh found that if he kept reminding himself, over and over, that this was his sister, ripples of inexplicable pleasure ran through his entire body.

Dawn lowered her mouth and took Josh’s semi-hard cock into her mouth. Josh saw it pushing out her cheek and wondered whether she was doing that on purpose. She pulled her mouth off with a popping sound. “God I love having you in there,” she said, then lowered her mouth again.




Party of Five Ch. 11



Josh seized bundles of Dawn’s coverlet in his hands, scrunching them tightly as his mind spun in the face of these unbelievable sensations. Dawn took her mouth off again and rested her brother’s cock against her cheek as she looked up at him. “This is gonna be in my pussy,” she said, taking delight in Josh’s facial expression. “Are you gonna put this in my pussy, little brother?” She sucked it again, three, four, ten times up and down, before she pulled it out and surveyed her handy work.

“Now that’s hard,” she said, gripping it tightly in her hand and squeezing it to emphasize her point. “That’s what I want inside my pussy.” Dawn crawled, cat-like, up Josh’s body until they were on a level. She looked down into his eyes. “Ready to go, tiger?”

Josh watched as Dawn crawled up the bed so that her back was resting on her stack of white pillows. Now facing him, with a wicked grin, she parted her legs and rubbed the palm of her hand across her pussy. “Come on,” she said.

Finding himself far more nervous than he had been the first time with Dawn – and only marginally less than his first time with Jacquie – Josh followed her lead and crept up the bed to kneel between her spread legs. Her smile was driving him crazy. He still couldn’t believe, couldn’t comprehend, the fact that this was Dawn, of all people, staring back at him in the moonlight with her pussy bared. If stranger things had happened, Josh wasn’t aware of them.

“Remember,” said Dawn, “keep it quiet.”

Josh nodded, as his jaw was shaking too wildly to speak. He clenched his teeth tightly together to shut them up. As Dawn slid lower down, into a more comfortable position, Josh positioned himself so that his cock was hovering in front of her naked pussy. He looked up once more at Dawn, who nodded. Slowly, Josh began to guide his cock down to her pussy.

“Wait,” said Dawn, producing the same expression on Josh’s face that he had seen in movies when someone in the bomb squad is told to ‘wait’.

“What is it?” he asked, suddenly concerned.

“Can I ask you a favor?” Josh simply frowned in response. “Can you please get a haircut.”

“What!?” Josh exclaimed. “Now?”

“No, not now! But…soon.”

Josh looked down to see the head of his cock only an inch away from Dawn’s waiting hole. Did she have to ask him now?

“Yes, okay, whatever,” he said hurriedly.

Dawn chuckled to herself. “Hmm,” she said thoughtfully, “you know – I could probably get you to agree to almost anything right now.”

“Dawn!” Josh whispered angrily.

“I could make you my slave for the week,” Dawn mused, clearly enjoying this.

“Maybe I should just go then,” said Josh, turning the tables. Dawn’s smile quickly faded.

“Oh, let’s not do this again. Just put it in me.”

Satisfied, Josh continued his journey towards Dawn’s center. As the head of his cock made contact with her skin, he felt her palm on his chest. “But you will get a haircut, right?”

“Yes!” Josh snapped. She was spoiling the mood.

“Okay, that’s all I want,” said Dawn. Josh took a deep breath and thrust his hips forward before she could do anything else, other than moan, which she did. “That’s it,” she said, shutting her eyes a moment and then opening them to look at Josh with a passionate intensity. “Fuck that’s awesome.”

Josh relaxed into his sister and lowered his body so that they were now half lying down. It was incredibly sensual, to feel Dawn’s entire body pressed up against his. With Jacquie, there had been something of a gap between them borne out of nerves and apprehension on Josh’s part. But with Dawn, it was as though they were planning to rub their whole bodies together, rather than just their loins. But the most erotic thing by far, was the way Dawn was looking at him, all passion and lust and wickedness.

“Come on, Josh,” she said, opting for his name for once. “Fuck me. Fuck me like crazy.”

Taking his cue, Josh started to rock his hips back and forth, driving his cock in and out of Dawn’s saturated pussy. Dawn pressed her lips tightly together to muffle the sounds she was making. Josh knew full well that had they been alone in the house, she would’ve been breaking windows with her screams.

In an effort to preserve the sensuality of the act, Josh wrapped his arms tightly around Dawn’s body, gripping her as a child might grip a favorite toy. He slid his cock back and forth constantly, pleased when he began to realize it would take him a lot longer to cum this time. Dawn, as well, seemed to be pleased, to put it lightly. She was gasping, and muffling more groans, while the entire time she maintained a sultry eye contact with Josh. He would cum like a fire hose if she kept that up during his orgasm.

“Oh, yes, Josh,” she whispered between her panting. “Fuck me nice and hard. I want it bad, Josh. So bad.”

Josh’s ears themselves seemed to be building to their own orgasm. Despite the fact that he was still no where near his orgasm, every word she spoke pushed him leaps and bounds towards it.

“God, yes,” Dawn groaned softly, looking at Josh with what he could only describe as animal hunger. “Fuck your sister, you bad boy. She wants it so bad.”

Josh kept up a steady rhythm, increasing it slightly every time Dawn spoke to him. Dawn made an initial attempt to thrust back at Josh, but soon relaxed and let him control the pace, driving into her with the force of a virile young man every time. Josh’s eyes wandered her body, raking it with his astounded gaze, coming back every few seconds to meet her eyes, which never left his face.

“Ooh, that feels so good, Josh,” Dawn encouraged him. “I love having your big cock inside my pussy.” Josh didn’t think his cock was all that…well, if she said so.

Josh began to gather momentum, his balls swinging wildly beneath him. He wanted to touch her breasts or kiss her, but he didn’t have the attention or energy to spare. “You’re so gorgeous,” he managed to say.

Dawn was now looking very primal, her mouth gaping open and her eyes wide with desire. “My big handsome man,” she said. “Fuck your slutty sister. She likes it when you fuck her.”

Josh felt the first pre-orgasmic sensation in his cock, though it faded soon after. His mind was reeling, struggling to cope with the reality of the situation. Dawn…he was fucking Dawn. I’m having sex with Dawn. Another sensation ran through his cock.

Dawn held on to Josh’s elbows, steadying herself against his relentless onslaught. He was building speed now, going deeper than he had been. She couldn’t believe how utterly amazing it felt to have him in there, inside her. She had gone about it the wrong way, trying to cope with life with Josh. She shouldn’t have argued with him all these years, insulted him incessantly and played all those jokes on him; she should have just fucked the little bastard’s brains out and that would have made it easier.

“Are you gonna make me cum, Josh?” Dawn asked him. “I’m gonna cum so hard for you. Will you cum for me, too? I want you to cum inside me. I want all of it inside me.”

She received considerable delight at watching Josh throw his head back and grunt loudly. No one would here it though; Dawn had made more noise than this before.

Josh now knew he was getting there, speeding towards orgasm like a runaway train. He only hoped Dawn was nearing hers too; the memory of what it had been liking cumming in unison with Jacquie was still one of his most pleasant. All of the sudden, Dawn gave an entirely different gasp and tightened her grip on Josh’s elbows.

“I’m gonna cum, Josh,” she said. “Are you close?”

Josh nodded vigorously. He shuffled closer and slid a hand beneath Dawn’s thigh, lifting her leg slightly and pressing their bodies closer together. Josh’s face began to contort and his muscles tighten. He clenched his teeth together as tightly as they would go and forced himself to keep his eyes open, looking into Dawn’s. Sensing he was near, Dawn encouraged him heartily.

“That’s it, Josh,” she said. “Cum for me. Cum inside my pussy. Do it, Josh. Cum inside me, you bad, bad boy.”

Josh muffled an enormous grunt as he began to orgasm. Cum erupted out of the end of his cock at an astounding speed. He tried to keep his eyes open but it was too much; he shut them and hung his head over Dawn’s shoulder. Dawn, too, was about to cum. She was panting erratically, yet still managing to whisper encouraging words into his ear.

“Make me cum, Josh. I want your cum inside my pussy. That’s it, baby, that’s it.”

Soon she herself became unable to speak as her orgasm overtook her, surprising her with its intensity. She sealed her mouth over Josh’s shoulder and sunk her teeth into it, screaming wildly into his flesh. They were cumming together, driving each other to higher and higher plateaus of pleasure. Dawn felt her vaginal muscles clamping down on Josh’s cock; he felt them draw out what felt like every bit of cum he had in his balls.

A minute on, he was still cumming and couldn’t believe it. He was vaguely aware of Dawn’s mouth biting his shoulder as well as her muffled cries. He was still squirting, still gushing into her pussy. Whether Dawn was finished or not, he didn’t know, but she was able to remove her mouth from his shoulder and whisper into his ear again.

“Yes, that’s it, good boy. Cum inside me. Good boy.”

Her arms were wrapped firmly around Josh’s torso, clutching him with unwavering tenacity. She was still cumming, still acutely aware of the warm liquid being emptied into her birth canal. She wrapped her legs around Josh’s waist and asked for more.

“More, Josh, more. Good boy.”

Josh’s head was spinning, his sense of direction shattered, his hearing tuned only to Dawn’s erotic requests. Then, at last, at long last, everything snapped back into focus and he felt himself stop cumming, unless he forced out more, which he did at Dawn’s bidding. There was nothing left in his cock, or his balls – he was sure of it. He had depleted every reserve of semen he had ever been given and it was now inside Dawn’s belly, along with all of his sperm. He felt an inhuman weariness take over his body and slumped against Dawn.

“Whoa,” Dawn said. “Careful there, tiger. I think you’re empty.” She rubbed a sensual hand up and down his spine, coaxing his strength back. She pushed his sweaty hair out of his eyes and kissed his temple. “You alright, Josh?” she asked, trying to find his eyes.

Josh grunted a half-hearted reply. His face was buried in the pillows to the right of Dawn, his body lying on top of hers. “Come on, now,” said Dawn, pushing herself up the bed so that her head and neck were propped on her pillows. “Can you sit up?” Josh let Dawn help him up until he was resting unsteadily on his knees. Dawn herself looked thoroughly exhausted, lying as she was.

“Fucking awesome,” she said. Josh nodded.

“Come here,” said Dawn, taking his hand and pulling him closer. Josh shuffled up the bed, coming to kneel beside her prone form. “Put it in my mouth; I can’t be bothered getting up.”

Surprised at her request, Josh slid his cock – which now resembled nothing so much as a dehydrated prune – into Dawn’s open mouth. As the last time she had done this, Josh received pleasure on a more visual and mental level than on a physical one. His cock was covered with his own semen, which Dawn was happily licking off. She kept her hands by her side, using only her mouth to clean Josh’s cock. Once she had finished, she collapsed back onto the pillows with her arms spread wide.

“Oh…I’m exhausted.”

“Me too,” said Josh. “That was…unbelievable.”

“I’ll say,” Dawn concurred. “I’ve never cum so hard in my life.”

“Really?” Josh inquired, rather surprised.

“Never. And I don’t think I’ve ever felt a guy cum that much either.” Josh felt his ego swell with pride. “Look,” Dawn said. She lowered her hand to her pussy and used her fingers to coax several drops of Josh’s cum out of the opening. “Creampie,” she said merrily. She scooped up the escaped drops with her fingers and licked them off. “God, could you imagine if you’d cum that much while I was blowing you?” Honestly, Josh couldn’t imagine doing that ever again.

Dawn looked up at him from her reclined position, looking like a vision in the soft glow of the moonlight. “Lie down with me,” she said, pushing herself into a sitting position and drawing the covers over her body. Josh slid his legs underneath her sheets – silk, as she had said – and sat down next to Dawn, who cuddled up to his chest. He put an arm around her shoulders and gazed at the far wall. This was a position he had seen at the end of almost every Hollywood sex scene – he felt almost as though he should be smoking a cigarette, were it not for the fact that he despised the things.

Somehow, nestled against him as she was, Dawn didn’t feel like an older sister, but like a girl his own age who had just shared the most intimate encounter of his life with him. They both kept their eyes on the far wall, sitting in silence that spoke far louder than words – barring of course Dawn’s unique brand of sexual quips.

“Let’s hope I don’t get pregnant,” she said, resting a hand on Josh’s upper body. “I don’t know if birth control pills are designed to get rid of that much cum.”

“What!?” Josh exclaimed. Was she serious? What if… Oh, God. Oh, God no.

“Relax,” Dawn said, smiling. “I’m just kidding.”

“Oh, right,” said Josh. “I knew that.” He relaxed visibly.

It was only then that Josh started to ponder how nice this felt, just sitting here with cuddling naked with Dawn, not talking about much in particular. Apparently they could spend five minutes together without killing each other. Though there was still the possibility that Josh would die of dehydration.

Dawn slid a hand beneath the sheets and fumbled around with Josh’s extremely limp cock, occasionally cupping and squeezing his balls. “What time is it?” she asked.

“Quarter past three.”

“I’m gonna have to call in sick tomorrow. There’s no way I’ll be getting up in time. I probably won’t get any sleep at all.”

“I can go if you want,” Josh offered.

Dawn wrapped both arms around Josh’s midsection. “You’re staying right here.”

Smiling, Josh kissed the top of Dawn’s head and gazed back at the far wall. They lapsed into a sated silence, Josh curling a tendril of Dawn’s hair around his finger.

“You know what,” said Dawn at length.

“What?”

“We just had sex.”

Josh paused for a moment. “So we did.”

“But, I mean, you and me. We, like, hate each other. And we just fucked.” Josh smiled. It had hit him too, earlier, but it was good to know Dawn was amazed at the concept as much as he was. “I just had sex with my brother,” Dawn added in a wistful voice. “And I have his cum inside me right now.” Josh looked down at her. “That is so awesome.” She snuggled closer to Josh, who reciprocated by throwing his other arm around her. They were now in a very passionate embrace, which was even more unbelievable to the both of them than having sex had been. This meant they actually liked each other.

“If someone had told me a few weeks ago,” said Dawn, “that I’d have sex with my brother, I would’ve laughed in their face. I probably would have slapped them too.” She smiled at the thought, then looked up at Josh. “What about you?”

“If someone had told me a few weeks ago that I’d have sex with you?”

“Yeah.”

“I would’ve told them to get out of my fantasies.”

Dawn looked shocked. “You’re kidding!” she said. She gaped at him for a long moment. “You seriously fantasized about having sex with me, before all this happened, with Jacquie and everything?”

“Well, not actual sex. I just kind of, thought about you while I jacked off.”

“Did you now?” Dawn replied with a wide grin. “And what was I doing in these fantasies of yours?”

“Nothing much. Like I said, we weren’t really doing anything together. I just pictured your ass or how you looked that time we went to the beach – in that red bikini – and I came hard.”

Dawn smiled. “Ever think about Jacquie?”

“Once,” Josh replied. “Not including recent events.”

“What about Alice?”

Josh looked at Dawn seriously. “Alice?”

“Yeah. Have you ever thought about her like that?”

“I…no.”

“Why not?” Dawn was peering up at him through her curious green eyes. She looked positively adorable.

“I just…I don’t think about her like that.” Josh returned his gaze to the wall, but was keenly aware of Dawn’s lingering gaze. Eventually, she looked away.

“You’re so in love with her,” she said.

“I am not!”

“Josh,” said Dawn with exasperation, “just accept it.”

“But I’m not.”

“Whatever.” They lapsed into a less comfortable silence, punctuated by the occasional hoot outside or the sound of the wind brushing against the window pane.

“Ever think about mom?” asked Dawn.

“Gross!” Josh exclaimed heatedly.

Dawn laughed. “Just checking.” She pulled Josh’s face down and nuzzled her nose against his.

“So did you ever think about me like that?” Josh asked. “Before all this?”

“Nope,” Dawn replied casually. Josh was slightly hurt by her blunt tone.

“Oh.”

“Oh, come on,” Dawn said conciliatorily. “Don’t get upset. I just didn’t think of you like that. But what I said last night, about fingering myself almost every night…that was true.”

Josh smiled. “I’d like to see that one day.”

“What? Me fingering myself?”

“Yeah, I think it’d be hot.”

Dawn shrugged. “If you want to.”

The great thing about Dawn, Josh thought; she’ll go for anything.

“Nothing’s too kinky for you is it?” Josh asked.

“Nope,” Dawn replied simply. “I’ll fuck the bedpost next time if you want me to.”

Josh smiled and leant his head on top of his sister’s. This was one of the most pleasant moments he had ever experienced – one of the most pleasant nights, actually. With Dawn lying naked in his arms, Josh felt a strange contentment settle over him and wrap around his heart. He could stay like this for hours, just lying with her, talking with her. He wanted to do that more than anything. But the sun would come up soon and everyone else would wake up, completely oblivious to the fact that he and Dawn had forged some new kind of pseudo-friendship during the night. So now it was time to leave.



Party of Five Ch. 12



"No!" was the first word out of Josh's mouth as he woke up late on Thursday morning. It took him a moment to come back to earth and shake off the dregs of his dream. He held his fingers to his temple and tried to clear his head.

Of course it was a dream, he thought. A terrifying, horrible, nightmare of a dream, but a dream all the same. The details were fading fast now, but he could remember the crux of his reverie. Dawn had announced that she was pregnant, and almost immediately, gave birth to a child, and then another, and another, and hundreds more. And then something else had happened after that that had resulted in Josh falling off a bridge, as usually happened in his dreams.

Still feeling heavy-headed, he glanced over at his alarm clock, reading 8:00. He fell back onto the bed and shut his eyes. So tired, he thought. Need more sleep. He pulled the sheet up over his face and tried to coax sleep into welcoming him again. Alas, it was not to be.

"Josh!" screamed Jacquie's voice, which no doubt came from Jacquie herself, who was apparently standing at his door. "I've woken you up twice now!" She crossed the room and pulled the sheet off Josh. "School is in an hour."

"Shhh," Josh mumbled. "Sleepy time."

"No, Josh," Jacquie persisted, grabbing his wrist. "Wakey time. Now unless you get up right now, I'm gonna drag you out of bed."

"'S fine with me," Josh replied groggily, eyes still closed.

Jacquie grunted with ire and yanked Josh bodily off his bed. She didn't have the strength to support him – or perhaps it was never her intention – so Josh went tumbling over the side and smacked his head on a leg of his bedside table.

"Ow!" he snapped. "What'd you do that for?"

"To wake you up!" Jacquie spat back. "Now get up, take a shower, get dressed and go to school!"

"All right!" Josh exclaimed indignantly. "Jeez."

Jacquie stormed out of the room leaving Josh to nurse his sore head on the way to the bathroom. As he walked down the hall, he noticed Dawn's bedroom door was still closed, most likely confirming she had indeed called in sick. Even walking past the door made Josh's body respond to the memories of the previous night – one of the best nights of his life, along with his first time with Jacquie. Even better, apparently no one had noticed. They were lucky in that regard, Josh thought. As much fun as it had been though, they would have to keep their nighttime rendezvous to a minimum.

* * *

An hour and a half later, Jacquie had ushered Josh out the door, refusing to write a note of tardiness for him. "It's your own fault," she told him.

"Can't you drive me?"

"Mom's using my car," said Jacquie. "Now hurry up."

She shut the door in his face, leaving Josh to amble wearily in the direction he hoped his school was. God was he tired. He had fallen asleep the second his head hit his pillow once he was back in his own room last night. Even so, his encounter with Dawn had left him feeling drained and tired. She really knows how to have a good time, Josh thought to himself. He felt himself smile and almost walked into a tree.

* * *

Josh was hardly aware of anything that happened at school that day. He slept through most of his classes, slept in the library during lunchtime and even drifted off in the middle of school assembly. He did feel much better at the end of the day, but it didn't help with his first conversation with Valerie as friends. She had wanted him to come and sit with her and her friends, get to know each other better, that sort of thing. Josh, however, was having a tough time keeping his eyes open, so he muttered something about needing to complete an urgent assignment before wandering of to the quiet halls of the library. He was better prepared after he arrived home to face Jacquie, who would no doubt still be angry with him.

He didn't find her in the kitchen or in the living room watching TV, so he wandered upstairs in search of her. It was almost a ritual to him now, to seek out Jacquie after he got home. She would ask him how his day was, and he would answer her in a single word, perhaps two. Occasionally he would open up to her, which is something he would never do with the others. Maybe she went out. But she doesn't have a car. Maybe she walked.

Josh's questions were silenced once he reached his room. Jacquie was inside, dusting over his bookshelf and chest of drawers. Josh stopped in the doorway and threw his bag inside causing Jacquie to turn around as it thudded on the floor.

"Hello," she said.

"Hi," Josh replied. "Are you still angry with me?"

"Angry? I'm not angry. You were late for school, so I had to yell at you."

"Right," replied Josh. "And you didn't derive any pleasure from doing it?"

"Of course not," said Jacquie, turning back to her dusting. "Don't be silly."

Feeling better, Josh watched her go about her dusting for a few minutes. "I'm gonna get something to eat," he announced at length, and turned to go.

"Wait," said Jacquie. Josh stepped back in the door.

"What?" He was aware, quite consciously, that Jacquie was avoiding his eyes. She seemed reluctant to say whatever was on her mind. "What is it?"

Jacquie sighed, crossed the room and held something out to Josh – something scarlet and lacey. "I found these in your drawer," she said. Josh didn't take them, but nor did Jacquie retract her arm. "They're Dawn's."

What should he say? What should he do? What should he say? In the end, he opted for nothing on all three accounts.

"Maybe it's none of my business," Jacquie said, though she was clearly thinking it was her business. "I just..."

Josh felt terrible. It was something he'd never thought of – telling Jacquie about Dawn. Somehow, he didn't think she'd take it as lightly as his other sister had. There was a way out, certainly, but it could hurt Jacquie just as much.

"I..." said Josh, trailing off.

"Did you use them to masturbate?" Jacquie asked.

Josh feared his own answer. He didn't want to hurt Jacquie. It was the last thing he wanted to do, but it had to be done. It was the lesser of two evils. There was no way she'd believe they'd been put there by mistake. Josh simply nodded, unable to bring himself to say the words.

"I see," said Jacquie.

"But...it was before you and I..." Josh felt terrible lying to her, absolutely terrible, but it would spare her feelings... And her face did visibly relax.

"Was it really?"

Josh nodded, feeling more terrible by the minute.

"So...do you feel the same way about Dawn then?" Josh was, again, at a loss for what to say. He could lie again, but he'd be digging himself such an enormous hole. It could have major repercussions if Jacquie was to learn more, or if Dawn was to learn more. He was playing a dangerous game.

"Not the same way," he lied. "I was just...horny. And she's...the slutty one."

Jacquie started at his face for a while; Josh did his best to keep it straight and unreadable. Would she buy it? Eventually – finally – Jacquie smiled.

"If she ever found out about this..."

"I know," said Josh, not really knowing at all. Dawn had given him those panties and asked him to cum all over them – which he hadn't. No, instead he'd come all over her pussy.

They both looked down at the floor, Jacquie finally, mercifully, retracting the panties. "I know I shouldn't be jealous," Jacquie said. "But...I just like having you all to myself. It's nice."

Josh couldn't bring himself to smile. Terrible no longer described how he felt.

"But," continued Jacquie, "if you and Dawn ever...you know...if you ever have the same opportunity with her...well, I'll understand." Josh looked up, startled. Did she really mean that? Oh, God, why is my life so complicated? In two short weeks he had gone from having no female company, sexual or otherwise, to having a complete overabundance of it. Was life ever fair?

"Me and Dawn?" Josh asked flippantly. "That would never happen. She hates me...and I hate her."

"I thought you were friends?" Jacquie asked.

"Oh, right," said Josh, thinking perhaps he had gone for overkill. "Maybe I don't hate her, but...she's Dawn."

Jacquie laughed. "Right. She's Dawn. She also happens to be very attractive and not a little tempting."

"You find her attractive and tempting?"

"For guys I meant," Jacquie clarified with exasperation.

"Oh. I guess."

"Well, anyway," said Jacquie, composing herself once more and heading towards the door. "I'll put these back in Dawn's room when she's up."

"She's still in bed?"

"Yeah. I haven't seen her all day. She got in late last night, though. Probably didn't get much sleep."

"Probably not," Josh agreed.

"I have to go out, too," Jacquie added. "I've got some errands to run."

"How long will you be?"

"An hour maybe."

Josh nodded. With nothing left to say, Jacquie left the room and started down the stairs. That was a close one, thought Josh. How could he have forgotten about the panties? He'd have to be more careful in the future. A lot more careful, considering what was now at stake.

It had felt truly awful to say the things he'd said; to lie to Jacquie and pretend he felt nothing for Dawn. His relationship with his middle sister was undoubtedly a very sexually charged and physical one to say the least, but Josh felt as though there was at least some connection between them, at least enough of one to make each other's presence bearable. Did Dawn feel the same way? Was she happy to simply satisfy her carnal urges with him and nothing else? Probably. If Jacquie was going out for an hour though, Josh wanted to find Dawn, just to be around her. God, did I just think that?

After changing out of his school uniform, Josh returned downstairs.

"I'm going," Jacquie said, collecting her handbag and Dawn's car keys from the kitchen table. To Josh's surprise, his eldest sister walked up to him and kissed him once on the lips, as casually as if they had been dating for years. "Bye."

"See ya," Josh replied, both shocked and pleased. It almost made him feel guilty that he was about to run off to see Dawn. But then, she would probably still be wearing her pajamas...so the guilt faded fast.

Josh padded back upstairs and down the hall, where he found Dawn's bedroom door open. He stuck his head inside and saw her bed unmade and empty. He continued down the hall and found the bathroom door ajar. He pushed it open slowly and saw Dawn inside, standing in front of the mirror, clad in the same pink boxers and white sports bra she had been wearing the night before. Josh crept up behind her silently and slid his arms around her waist, hanging his head over her shoulder. Dawn smiled and looked at his reflection in the mirror.

"Hey, lover boy."

"Hi."

"What's up? Where's Jacquie?"

"She went out," said Josh. "To run some errands."

"Oh, really? How long is she gone for?"

"About an hour."

"Really?" Dawn turned around to face Josh, looping her arms about his neck. "Guess that gives us a little time to ourselves, doesn't it?"

"Guess so."

Dawn fixed her brother with a naughty grin and sang in a melodious tone, "Time...to suck...some cooooooock."

Josh smiled nervously. "You want to?"

In reply, Dawn took one of his hands and held it to her chest. "Is my heart still beating?"

Josh laughed. "Don't you care that you make yourself sound shallow, when you say that stuff."

"No," said Dawn simply, pushing out her lips like a small child. "Besides, I'm not shallow anymore. I'm actually having one of those deep and meaningful relationships that you keep talking about."

"You are?" asked Josh.

Dawn nodded, and her mischievous grin was replaced by a more subdued, more bashful smile. She dropped her eyes to Josh's chest and ran her finger along it. "Last night," she said, her voice surprisingly devoid of sarcasm (which made her sound like an entirely different person), "afterwards...it was nice." She looked up. "Just lying there with you and talking. I don't think I've ever done that with a guy before. They usually just leave or fall asleep. But...I liked it."

"I liked it to," replied Josh, completely elated that Dawn felt the same way as he did.

"Maybe...maybe we could do it again some time. We don't even have to have sex – just...lie together."

"I'd like that," said Josh, now beaming.

Dawn smiled back a warm, hearty smile. Then the mischievous grin returned. "But that's for later. Right now, I wanna suck your cock."

"Okay," Josh breathed. He still couldn't get used to this whole idea, having access to all of his fantasies whenever he wanted, so long as they were alone. And the casual way Dawn went about it, making it sound as though she really enjoyed doing what she did. Josh wasn't sure whether he should relax and start to enjoy it or just continue being nervous and possibly thank her when he got the chance.

Dawn was already on her knees, unzipping Josh's fly with her deft fingers. She pushed his underwear down as well and fished inside, drawing out his cock. Unsurprisingly, it was already painfully stiff. Dawn held it in her hand for a moment, savoring the feel as Josh had noticed she often liked to do. Then, without further delay, she stuck it inside her mouth and locked her lips together. Josh shivered wildly, his knees almost buckling under the strain of pleasure. Dawn began to bob her head back and forth, giving Josh her most simple blowjob yet. Still, it felt unbelievable.

Josh was dismayed when Dawn stopped, pulled his cock out of her mouth and stood up. "I changed my mind," she said. "Let's fuck instead. I can suck it after if you want."

"Okay," Josh mumbled. It would be different now, having sex in the bathroom during the day. He had been beneath the sheets with Jacquie both times, and with Dawn he had been in darkness, but now – now he could see everything.

Dawn moved back against the bench, resting her ass against it. She bent down and stripped out of her boxers, tossing them randomly aside. Naked from the waist down, she held out her arms and said, "Come on. Take your pants off."

Josh moved forward anxiously. "Will we take long? What if Jacquie..."

"She won't," Dawn replied firmly. "Now, come on. Pants off."

Dawn helped him to pull his pants down his legs, followed by his underwear. She then set to work unbuttoning his top, though she didn't bother to remove it or her bra. She braced herself against the bench, took Josh's cock in her hand, and guided it towards her opening.

Josh slid in easily, though she wasn't as wet as she had been the night before. He felt, once again that incredible feeling of oneness, astounded that he was inside her again, filling her up as he wasn't supposed to – wasn't allowed to.

He was slow and cumbersome at the beginning. Dawn was forced to take his hands and put them around her waist. She then held onto his shoulders and helped him thrust in and out of her cunt. She watched their genitals working together for a while before looking up at Josh's face.

"So did you have a good day today?" she asked.

"What!?" Josh spluttered.

"Your day," said Dawn. "Was it good?"

"You're asking me that now?"

Dawn grinned. "No reason why we shouldn't talk while we're fucking."

Josh could think of a few reasons, though he had no desire to voice them. The truth was, he found it extremely erotic to hear Dawn making casual conversation with him while he was stuffing his cock inside her. Everything seemed so normal and so strange at the same time. Just watching her body bounce back and forth without even looking down, produced funny waves of pleasure in Josh's mind and body. Dawn herself was alternating between looking at his eyes and looking down at his cock as it disappeared into her over and over again. All too soon, the familiar feeling of orgasm rose in the base of Josh's cock.

"I'm gonna cum," he sputtered out.

"Already?" Dawn asked.

Josh nodded. "Sorry."

"Don't worry," said Dawn. "Not like this though." And before Josh could protest – which he would have, and quite ardently – Dawn pushed his belly back so that his cock slid out of her pussy. Quickly, she moved away from the bench and lay down on the floor, staring up at Josh. "On my belly," she said.

On your belly? Josh would have asked, but he was too close, and the idea didn't exactly bother him. He knelt down over Dawn's midsection and started to vigorously pump the shaft of his cock. Three or four tugs was all it took before he was shooting ropes of thick cum across Dawn's stomach. This time, he was finally able to see it all coming out, without a condom or a pussy obscuring his view. And there was a lot of it. He had always wondered why the guys in the porn he watched seemed to cum bucket loads, while he only managed two or three good squirts on his own. He assumed that the presence of a girl had something to do with it and hoped he didn't have a low sperm count.

His suspicions were confirmed as he splashed the thick, white liquid all over Dawn's belly, groaning the whole time.

"Mmmm, that's it," said Dawn, looking up at him with a very pleased expression. Josh stopped groaning and started to pant as the stream let up, finally dwindling to a few lazy droplets. He squeezed the last few bits out of his cock and started to catch his breath.

"Quite a load," said Dawn, sounding impressed. "After last night I thought you'd be running on empty." Josh smiled back dimly. "So do you want to feed it to me?" Dawn asked, startling him. "Or don't you like touching your own cum?"

Josh just shook his head. "I don't mind."

Dawn smiled at him as Josh used two of his fingers to scoop up some of his cum from her belly and take it to her mouth. Dawn lifted her head off the floor and sucked it from his fingers. "Mmmm."

"You're so wild," Josh commented, scooping up more. He did it several times, until all of the tangible cum had been wiped off her stomach. Dawn used the palm of her hand to try and collect the rest of the liquid, now smeared irretrievably into her skin. Josh found it incredible to watch the muscles in her throat contract as she swallowed. Once she had finished, she held her arms up so that Josh could pull her into a sitting position. She kissed him fiercely, and he could taste the salty tang in her mouth.

"I love you, Josh," she said, bringing his heart to a stand still.

"You do?" Dawn nodded and kissed him again.

She loved him? She told him she loved him? Wow. This was...major. The mere thought that Dawn was capable of such a complex emotion as love was staggering, but that she would direct it towards Josh and openly admit it – that was mind-boggling.

"I love you, too," Josh replied. And then, unexpectedly – certainly more so than if she had asked him to give her head or cum in her mouth – Dawn hugged him, tightly and lovingly. Josh patted her back awkwardly. They held each other for a long while, neither of them speaking, until Dawn broke the silence.

"Still want to watch me finger myself?" she asked.

Josh smiled. "Hell yeah."

Dawn jumped up and then crawled up onto the bench, so that she was sitting with her legs spread, facing her brother. Josh stood up and came to stand by her, watching in awe as she plunged two fingers into her cunt, forgoing all foreplay.

"Come closer," she said, and once he did, she held onto his arm with her free hand. With her other, she probed the depths of her pussy, scooping out her juices and bringing her fingers to Josh's lips. Josh opened his mouth and sucked them. "Do I taste good, little brother?" Dawn asked. Josh didn't reply.

He continued to watch as Dawn began to work up a rhythm, thrusting her fingers in and out at a much faster pace than he could have managed with his cock. "Put your finger there and rub my clit," she told Josh, who promptly complied. He watched her fingers going in and out, and his fingers rubbing her clit around in circles, and the wild expression on her face. She panted and moaned, faster and faster, and then,




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"Kiss me!" she cried, yanking Josh forward and closing her lips over his. Josh could hear her squeal into his mouth, her body bucking against him. He kept rubbing her clit in circles. It took several minutes before Dawn's body stopped shaking and she pulled her lips away from Josh's mouth. She removed her sopping wet fingers from her pussy and smeared her juices along her neck and collarbone. She then looked up at Josh with a sexy look. "Clean me up?"

Wondering if there was no end to her sexual repertoire, Josh bent down and licked the juice off Dawn's skin, making sure he got every last drop. When he had finished, she sighed with satisfaction. "All better now?"

"Much," said Josh.

"You still want me to suck your cock?"

"No, it's okay," said Josh with a smile.

"Okay, well – just tell me if you want me to."



Party of Five Ch. 13



Author’s Note: Are you getting sick of these notes? Well, too bad because here’s another one. I just wanted to thank everyone for their patience and support. The feeling seems to have migrated from “This is too slow and boring” to “This is too fast and orgy-ish” to “Take your time and write it as you please.” As I said, I’m not that far ahead of what I submit, and due to computer problems I just lost an entire chapter. I may be able to get it back, depending on whether the hard drive needs replacing, but if not then I’ll just have write it again. Remember to keep the feedback coming. Are you sick of hearing that too?

And another big thanks to MaginMan for the proofread. Here it is:

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Chapter 13

Josh’s life was something of a double-edged sword in the days after his full-fledged sexual encounter with Dawn. On the one hand, he now had an amiable relationship with his erstwhile nemesis; he was able to satisfy his sexual urges almost whenever he wished; and though he and Jacquie hadn’t been intimate in over a week, they had settled into a comfortable relationship that Josh knew he couldn’t do without. On the other hand, he was having an incredibly hard time lying to his sisters or skirting certain issues whenever he spoke to them. Once he had committed his thoughts to his diary, Josh began to formulate a rudimentary solution to his problem. He needed to simplify things; to slow down and stop hurtling towards so many new experiences that they threatened to suffocate him. Of course, formulating this plan and implementing it were not equally simple. Dawn made sure of that.

She would pop up in the most unlikely places, or at the most bizarre moments, pattering Josh with her sexually charged lingo.

“Hey, Josh,” she would say, “I’ve got a craving for some cock,” or, “My clit is so swollen – can you lick it for me?”

Josh did his best to discourage her advances, but Dawn would have none of it.

“Slow down?” she said when Josh raised the point one Tuesday afternoon. “Why would I want to do that?”

“I just think we’re taking things a little too fast,” Josh replied, taking a step back against the wall. Dawn’s proximity was doing crazy things to his mind. The smell of her hair was like a hammer that was smashing his Time-To-Simplify plan to bits. Have I adopted the hippie motto? Josh thought to himself.

“Too fast?” Dawn said, her voice still – at this point – even. “We’re not dating Josh. We can do whatever we want.”

“I know,” Josh replied, fetching up against the wall. “I just...maybe it’d be better if we...you know...savoured what we were doing...rather than doing it so often.”

“Oh, so you don’t want to fuck me any more? Is that it?”

“No,” said Josh. “Of course not. I...I like fucking you. It’s great fun. Really great fun. I just...”

“Just what, Josh?” Dawn took a step forward, putting her palms flat on the wall on either side of Josh’s body. Her face was perilously close, looking innocently up at him with her big brown eyes sheltered beneath her eyelashes.

“…want to slow down,” Josh squeaked.

Dawn stared at him blankly for a moment; then she stepped back and looked at him as if he had gone quite mad. “What is wrong with you?”

“What? What do you mean?”

“I thought teenage guys were supposed to be horny twenty-four seven. You should be...pulling my skirt down or something.”

“It’s not like I don’t want to,” Josh replied defensively. “I just...don’t want to do it so often that it becomes...boring.”

Dawn’s eyes flashed. “So I’m boring now, am I?”

“No...no! Of course not.”

“Well, sorry if I’m boring you Josh. I didn’t mean to be such drag. I guess having your cock sucked by your sister isn’t exciting enough for you!”

“Not what I said,” Josh replied feebly. Dawn wasn’t exactly taking this the way he had hoped. But then why should that surprise him? “I didn’t say you were boring. You’re not. You’re...far from it.”

“Far from it?” Dawn asked, calming down (Josh hoped – he could never tell with Dawn).

“Yes,” replied Josh. “Far, far from it. The complete opposite of boring.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“But you want to slow down?”

“If that’s all right with you.”

Dawn sighed and put her hands on her hips. “I suppose I should listen to you considering you’re the deep-and-meaningful-relationship guy.” Was that an insult or a compliment? Josh wondered. “So what exactly do you mean by slowing down? Can we still fuck?”

“Yes. But not every night.”

Dawn snorted. “Well that’s no fun.”

“We might get caught, Dawn!”

“We didn’t get caught the other night.”

“But we could have been. It’s dangerous.”

“Okay, okay,” Dawn said, sighing. “No daily-fucking. What about all the other stuff?”

“We can do that too. Just not every time the others have a toilet break or something. We have to be alone.”

Dawn sighed again. “Fine.”

“Okay?”

“Okay.”

“All right.”

Dawn looked down at the floor for a minute and then back up. “Wanna go make out?”

“Sure.”

***

Josh began to experience pangs of guilt whenever he was around Jacquie. He felt almost as though he had betrayed her by shacking up so shamelessly with Dawn. He did, however, still have the desire to be with Jacquie again, to be nervous and tender and exploratory. Not only that but he really enjoyed their subtle flirting. Subtle was a word completely foreign to his other, raven-haired sister.

“Good day today?” Jacquie asked once she’d returned home and started on dinner. Dawn had slipped out the door soon after saying she might be late so they could eat without her. Josh had wondered into the kitchen and offered his services, which Jacquie had greatly accepted and asked him to start peeling some carrots.


”Not bad,” Josh replied.

“Things going okay with Valerie?”

“Yeah. They’re good.”

“And the whole friendship thing?”

“It’s nice. I’ve never really had a close female friend before.” Jacquie turned towards him with a wounded expression. “Excluding you, of course,” Josh quickly replied.

“Nice try,” Jacquie said with a smile.

“You’re more than a friend, Jacquie – you know that.”

“Sorry, Josh, but flattery isn’t going to get you anywhere.”

“You once told me it would get me pretty damn far.”

“Oh, so that’s what you’re after, is it?” Jacquie asked him with a grin.

“Wh— no. No, I didn’t... I wasn’t trying to...”

“Josh,” said Jacquie, leaning closer, “you’re rambling.”

“Oh,” said Josh sheepishly. “Right. I’ll just, uh, peel these carrots.”

“Good idea,” Jacquie said, smiling warmly at him.

Half an hour later, Alice arrived home, her face glittering with her usual optimism and her hair done up in… Pigtails, Josh realised with a sinking feeling.

“Hey, you two,” she said, putting her bag down on the table.

“Hey, Al,” Jacquie called over her shoulder.

“Hi,” Josh mumbled, staring down at the carrot he had in his hand.

Alice walked up behind Josh and leaned around him. “Ooh, they look nice,” she said, pinching a peeled carrot.

“Hands off,” Jacquie said.

Alice walked off towards the stairs with the stolen carrot in hand. She disappeared for several minutes and returned downstairs in a different top. Josh’s eyes were drawn to the folds between her breasts. Alice! he reminded himself.

Laura came home an hour after that, and sat down at the table looking exhausted. “Rough day?” Jacquie asked her.

“Very,” Laura replied, accepting a glass of water from Alice. “You’ve got dinner started?”

“Under control,” Jacquie replied.

“Thanks, girls.”

“Hey!” Josh barked resentfully.

“Sorry, dear,” Laura replied.

Jacquie laughed and put her arm around Josh’s shoulders. “Can’t forget about our little man of the house, can we?”

She made gave Josh a sloppy kiss on his forehead, and it took him a moment to realise he would have to react angrily.

“Argh, yuck!” he cried vehemently.

Alice laughed along with Jacquie. The laughing made Josh’s irritation real. He watched his mother leave the room and then raised his foot and kicked Jacquie in the butt.

“Josh!” Jacquie cried. She looked at him with open-mouthed amusement. “You’re not supposed to do that to girls.”

“Your point?”

Behind Jacquie, Alice opened her mouth in shock, her eyes holding the same amusement that Jacquie’s were. “He’s like this all the time,” Jacquie told Alice with a roll of her eyes.

Josh turned smugly back to the carrots, pleased he had gotten the last word. It was always a possibility when Dawn wasn’t involved.

When the meal was prepared and on the table, Dawn was still nowhere to be seen, so they ate without her. Josh had never thought he would force himself to stare at Jacquie’s breasts to deter his wandering eyes; but at this point it seemed the lesser of two evils. Alice never dressed in a slutty fashion, and never wore clothes that even came close to Dawn’s outrageous attire. But she did tend to cling to her older items and as such many of them were slightly small on her, as the top she wore now was. So Josh scolded himself for looking and trained his eyes firmly on Jacquie’s large melons. That’s better.

Primetime television wiled away the rest of the night, Josh taking the opportunity to focus instead on the female newsreader’s rack. Dawn still wasn’t home though, and it looked like she’d be out late.

Eventually, tired with the reality trash that his mother and sisters insisted on watching, he retired to his room and read the books that Alice had given him for his birthday. But then the books triggered memories of Alice, and Alice triggered memories of Alice’s breasts, and…where the hell is Dawn!?

Josh took a deep, calming breath and kept reading.

***

Josh woke up the next morning without being aware he’d fallen asleep. The Iliad was lying beside him and the bed was still made. He rubbed his eyes and walked down the hall to the bathroom. Falling asleep so suddenly had screwed up his sense of time. He felt as though he was late for school, when in fact he was up earlier than he usually was.

The water from the showerhead did wonders for his sleepy body. He donned his uniform once he was back in his room and headed downstairs. Apparently, no one was up yet. It was strange, not seeing Jacquie in the kitchen, preparing breakfast – her smile was usually the first thing that greeted him in the morning. He walked into the living room to watch some TV to pass the time.

Apparently, someone was up, if not awake. Dawn was reclined on one of the sofas, snoring loudly with a pillow clutched in her arms. Josh grinned when he noticed her.

It was always endearing to watch Dawn sleep, and he’d had the chance to do that up-close recently. But with her snoring like a lawnmower – something she’d never done before that he knew of – Josh struggled to refrain from bursting into laughter. He couldn’t refrain though, from walking up to her and pinching her nose closed. She snorted a few times, jerked awake and opened her eyes.

“Josh!” she yelled, loud enough to wake the rest of the house. “You little fucker!” Josh held onto his stomach, doubling up with laughter. “I am going to kill you!” Dawn squealed.

She made no attempt at the moment, however, as Josh suspected she was still too dazed with sleep. She sat up and glared at him indignantly. “You bastard. What’d you do that for!?”

“Entertainment,” Josh replied.

“I’ll give you entertainment, you little wanker.”

Josh continued laughing. “You were snoring, you know?”

Dawn opened her eyes and mouth wide with offence. “I was not! I never snore.”

“Beg to differ,” said Josh.

“You’re lying.”

“Nope.”

“Fuck you.”

“Right back atcha.”

Dawn gave him a “very funny” look. “You’re such a turd, you know that.” She swung around and planted her feet on the floor, leaning over to rub the sleep from her eyes. Josh noticed that she was still wearing the clothes she had been wearing yesterday – her going-out clothes, which included the khaki skirt that had ridden right up her legs and was showing off a pair of pink cotton panties. His cock responded immediately.

Dawn looked up and stood. She walked towards him and stopped two feet away. “See these?” she said, grabbing her tits, “no morning snack for you.”

Josh would have apologised fervently if the others hadn’t been upstairs and likely to walk in on them at any minute, given the volume of Dawn’s indignant cries.

Dawn spun around and flounced irritably from the room. Josh was sad to see her go. So was his cock.

It wasn’t the best start to the day, and it certainly wasn’t going to make it a good one. In Josh’s experience, whenever he repressed his sexual tension he tended to come down with minor stomach cramps. So into the toilet he went to engage in his first masturbation session for a while. It was so dull compared to what it had to live up to though, and all it did was empty hormones – which, in the end, was all Josh needed it to do. Satisfied, he left the bathroom.

Jacquie was alighting from the stairs just as Josh walked into the kitchen. “Morning,” she said. Boy did she look gorgeous. Apparently all Josh’s sisters looked extremely attractive when they were just waking up. “You’re up early.”

“Went to bed early,” Josh replied.

Jacquie headed towards the kitchen counter and started on breakfast. If Josh hadn’t just blown his load all over a wad of tissues, he would have found it hard to keep his concentration off the bare stretch of legs beneath Jacquie’s robe.

Then again, he thought, as Dawn bounded down the stairs, at least Jacquie wears a robe. It was typical Dawn fair to come down to breakfast wearing a pair of pyjama pants and a sports bra. None of the others ever seemed to find this peculiar, but in the past, Josh had never been able to make his toast interesting enough to take his eyes off her. He’d never realised what it was at that point though. Now he did: sheer, unadulterated lust!

Dawn glared darkly at him as she entered the kitchen. As she walked past him towards the fridge, she took advantage of Jacquie’s turned back and brushed a hand over Josh’s crotch and stuck her tongue out at him. Bitch, Josh thought as he stared at her ass while she leaned over to inspect the interior of the fridge. She was doing that on purpose!

“You working today, Dawn?” Jacquie asked her as she pulled a bottle of juice out of the fridge.

“No.”

“Can you pick Josh up from school then?”

Dawn glanced suspiciously at Josh as though he had planned this. “Why?”

“I’m going to see Leah again – take her shopping to cheer her up.”

“And you want me to pick up Josh?”

“If you can.”

“I’ll walk,” Josh interjected.

“It’s going to be a hundred today!” Jacquie informed him.

“I don’t mind,” Josh replied.

“Don’t be stupid,” said Jacquie. “Can you pick him up, Dawn?”

Dawn grinned widely at Josh, and behind that grin, Josh could see the promise of mischief. “Sure. I’ll take you now if you want too.”

“Thanks, Dawn,” said Jacquie.

Josh, cursing both sisters, turned around and stormed back upstairs. In his room, he packed his books roughly into his bag and sat on his bad and looked out the window. Bloody hell, it looked hot outside even this early in the day. Not as hot as Dawn though, thought Josh. Damn! Why can’t I ever just be angry with her without thinking about her ass? 

Josh was roused from his thoughts by none other than Dawn’s voice, calling from downstairs. “Time to go, Joshy,” she shouted. He kicked his bed and then picked up his bag and walked downstairs. The front door was open and Dawn was already walking down the driveway.

“See ya,” he muttered to Jacquie.

“Bye,” Jacquie replied. “Have a good day.”

Not likely, Josh thought slamming the door behind him. He walked down the driveway and around to the passenger side of Dawn’s car. It was a hatchback – a real chick’s car. Josh glared angrily at it noting that Dawn owned a pair of panties that were the exact same green as the car. He opened the door and climbed in beside her.

“Ready to go to school, Joshy?” she asked in a mocking tone.

“Shut up,” Josh snapped.

“Oh, is Joshy still upset? Maybe I should talk to your teacher.” Josh turned to glare at her and Dawn burst into laughter. She turned the engine on, looked over her shoulder, and backed out of the driveway.

“When are you going to get your license?” Dawn asked.

“When I’m ready,” Josh replied shortly.

“Driving’s fun you know,” Dawn said, glancing at Josh with a smile. “You get to use this big, hard gearstick.” She slid her hand up and down it for emphasis.

Josh narrowed his eyes as Dawn laughed again. “It feels really good in my hand, Josh – kind of like something else. I can’t remember what though.”

Dawn was clearly enjoying watching Josh bristle with fury. She taunted him in this vein the entire way, until they reached Josh’s school. Dawn didn’t make the correct turn though – she continued past the main gate and swung into a side street where she parked the car on the side of the road.

“Why are we stopping here?”

“You’re still early,” said Dawn indicating the clock.

“So? Just drop me off.”

“In a minute,” said Dawn. “Let’s talk first.”

“About what?” Josh snapped.

“About how you’re still angry with me, and about how I can change that.” Dawn unbuckled her seat belt and leaned over the gearbox to Josh, putting her hands on his chest. “Want me to make it up to you?”

“Dawn!” Josh exclaimed. “We’re right next to my school!”

“No, we’re not,” said Dawn, looking outside the windows. She turned back to Josh with a seductive smile. “How ‘bout we play naughty teacher and failing student. You can be the teacher if you like.”

“Dawn!” Josh glanced nervously around, looking for goggle-eyed passers-by. There were none though, and no cars were in the street they had turned into. Not that it mattered – Dawn was already unzipping his fly.

“I really need to pass this class,” she said musically, her hand snaking its way down to Josh’s underwear. She yanked them down and pulled his cock out. “I’ll do anything, sir.”

Josh cast a last, anxious look around as Dawn lowered her head, one hand holding her hair back, and sucked his cock into her mouth. Josh exhaled deeply, his eyes shutting of their own accord.

“Mmm,” Dawn purred. She was slowly moving her mouth up and down Josh’s very erect cock. The way she was holding her hair back in her hand was turning Josh on for some reason.

He put a hand on her back and another on the door handle; he only hoped Dawn’s ass wasn’t sticking up above the windows – that would make it extremely simple for people walking past to figure out what was going on. Josh couldn’t spare much thought for them though, as his mind was lost in the elation Dawn was making him feel.

She licked her way off his cock. “Having fun, Josh?”

“Yeah,” Josh gasped.

“Am I doing it right, sir?” Dawn asked in a voice younger than her own. “Is this how I’m supposed to suck cock?”

Dawn’s words, as always, drove Josh crazy. He had cum once already this morning but he didn’t see it being a problem again; not with Dawn using her tongue like that. God!

She wasn’t keeping quiet either, but making those muffled sounds that porn stars always liked to make when they were doing the same thing. “Fuck,” Josh said aloud.

Dawn didn’t slow down a bit; she kept sliding her mouth up and down until the pressure in Josh’s balls became too much. “I’m gonna cum,” he gasped out. Dawn, however, didn’t lift her head; she simply stopped moving it, with close to Josh’s entire length inside her mouth. He started to cum, squirting it up inside her mouth. He wasn’t sure how she managed to take it like that without gagging or choking, but she was – all of it. She slurped it down as quickly as it spilled from Josh’s cock until there was none left, and Dawn was sucking hungrily on his softening cock for more. When she’d extracted the last drop she looked up at Josh and grinned. “Mmm. Thanks for breakfast.”




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Josh laughed slightly. There wasn’t a single trace of cum on her face or inside her mouth. She’d swallowed it all. And now, she was licking her lips and climbing over the gearbox. “I have to cum,” she said, straddling Josh’s lap.

“Dawn, I have to go. That’s the bell.” And indeed it was ringing in the background.

“You can be late.”

“Yeah – and get in trouble.”

“I just blew you, Josh. You owe me.”

Josh saw that he wasn’t going to win this argument, and that trying to do so would only make him even later. “I can’t get hard again that quickly,” he said.

“You don’t have to.” Dawn took his hand and put it down her pants and inside her panties. “Quickly,” she said.

Josh curled his fingers so that two of them found their way into Dawn’s pussy. She groaned and mashed her crotch down against them. Josh fingered her as fast as he could, while Dawn wrapped her arms around his neck and alternated her gaze between her dancing skirt and Josh’s eyes. She was remarkably close to him now. As always, she fed off the eye contact.

“Come on, Josh,” she breathed. “Harder.”

Josh moved his fingers as fast as he could, plunging them as deep as he could. Dawn tightened her grip around his neck, and then, all of the sudden, flattened her lips against his, kissing him furiously and squealing into his mouth as her vaginal muscles contracted around Josh’s fingers. She must have been seriously horny to have cum that quickly, Josh thought.

Her body bucked and writhed against Josh’s, her breasts pressed flat against his chest. When her orgasm subsided, she leaned back, panting and looking down at her crotch. “Thanks,” she said, as Josh removed his fingers. She gave him a quick peck on the lips and then sucked his fingers into her mouth. “See you this afternoon.”

***

After fingering Dawn to orgasm outside his school, Josh couldn’t help worrying that people would somehow know. He’d gotten the feeling before when he masturbated at home and returned downstairs straight away. He checked and double checked and triple checked that there were no cum stains on his trousers and made sure to wash his fingers in the bathroom before running to class. No one did notice anything, of course.

The rest of Josh’s day was not nearly as exciting as the morning had been. Math’s equations just weren’t as enjoyable as Dawn’s warm mouth around his cock. Josh made the best of it though and even managed to speak to Valerie during lunch.

He was beginning to detect a pattern – fighting with Dawn, cumming with Dawn, boring day at school – while he waited for her after school. Half an hour passed, though, and still she hadn’t shown up. Giving up, Josh slung his bag over his shoulder and started the walk home.

Jacquie had not been kidding about the heat. It was boiling hot. Josh was sweating beneath his shirt, and his mouth was completely dry. His desire to strangle Dawn was all that kept him going. She wasn’t there when he finally collapsed through the front door. He left his bag there and traipsed into the kitchen where he drained five glasses of water consecutively. He was just wiping the residue off his mouth when the sound of the front door opening caught his ears. It closed again, and Josh heard hurried footsteps in the hall. Dawn came bounding into the kitchen like a little girl, her skirt flaring. Josh was momentarily diverted from his planned tirade. Why the hell did she look so giddy?

“Hey!” Dawn said, bouncing up and down on her toes.

“Hey!?” Josh replied incredulously. “Where the hell were you?”

Dawn stopped bouncing and looked at him curiously.

“What do you mean?”

“School – you were supposed to pick me up!”

“Oh…right. Sorry.” She started bouncing up and down again, looking as though she would burst with excitement at any moment. “Guess what?”

Josh’s curiosity at his sister’s animated state overwhelmed his anger. “What?” he asked suspiciously.

“I got a tattoo!”

“You did?”

“Uh-huh.”

Josh stared at her with astonishment. He shouldn’t be surprised really. It was the kind of thing Dawn would do impulsively. In fact, he should be surprised she hadn’t had a tattoo before. “Where is it?” he asked.

Dawn grinned at him. “You’ll have to find out.”

Josh raised an eyebrow. In response, Dawn raised her arms as though she were about to be measured in a clothes store. She was grinning broadly.

“You’re serious?” Josh asked. Dawn nodded, so Josh took a step forward and looked her up and down.

Well, he thought, lifting up her sleeves, it’s not on her arms. Smiling now himself, he lifted Dawn’s top up to expose her belly. Not there either. He was beginning to suspect that Dawn – being Dawn – had hidden it in a place he had visited this morning. He knelt down and lifted her skirt to expose her thighs. Not there. He stood up again and walked around her back, lifting her top. Ah-hah! He could see the top of a red figure protruding above the waistband of her skirt, obviously printed on her tailbone. He held the skirt down a bit so that he could uncover the rest of it.

“A heart?” he asked. It was large and coloured red with fancy curls and loops tattooed around it like vines, coloured in the generic tattoo-parlour green. It was the kind of tattoo he’d seen on women on the Internet.

Dawn turned to look over her shoulder. “I was going to get one that said ‘I love Josh’,” she explained, “but then that would have led to awkward questions whenever I wore a bikini.”

Josh goggled at her. “You’re not serious.”

“Of course I am,” replied Dawn. “I even considered changing it to D loves J, but then people would ask me who the J was.”

“I can’t believe you were going to get that tattooed on your back.”

“Well, what do you think of this one?”

“It’s…nice.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

Dawn spun around and looped her arms around Josh’s neck. “Cool. I hoped you’d like it.” Josh smiled back. “Sorry I forgot to pick you up.”

“That’s okay.” Josh wasn’t really in the mood to strangle her anyway.

“I went shopping, and I lost track of time. But I did buy some new underwear. I’ll let you see them later.”

“Why not now?” Josh asked. “We’re alone.”

“Because they’re in the bag, and I can’t be bothered putting them on.” Dawn touched his crotch. “Right now I just want this big hunk of man meat inside my pussy.”



Party of Five Ch. 14



Author's Note: Yes, another one. A lot of people seem to think Alice won't be in the story. I won't tell you how she'll be in it or when, but I will tell you that she is going to be in it. I mean, of course she will be. The chapters themselves are kind of short so I don't think as much time has passed as people may think. And, in my defence, Dawn is insanely addictive and fun to write, and scenes with her and Josh just tend to pop into my head and I know that I have to write them. Also, although the plot is important, it's still erotica, so some sex-scene filling in between the wholemeal pieces of plot don't go astray, I don't think. Anyway, just wanted to clear that up.

Also, it's two for one this time. Chapters fourteen and fifteen should be up, if not at the same time, then very near to each other. I also saw that some paragraphs got cut out of chapter twelve, between page one and two. I'm not sure how that happened but I submitted an edited version and that should be up soon.

Thanks again to MaginMan for the editing. Enjoy.

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Chapter 14

Josh lifted his arm slowly from beneath Dawn's shoulders, careful not to wake her. He kept a vigilant eye on her smiling, sleeping face to make sure she didn't wake up from the movement. He had watched her for the past ten minutes or so; content to lie there with the weight of her body beside him and the smile on her face warming his heart. But Alice would be home soon and he couldn't afford to linger here.

He got down on his hands and knees and fished around for his pants under the bed. Once he found them he pulled them on and threw his shirt around his shoulders, buttoned it up, and crept silently from the room, casting one long, loving look back at Dawn before shutting the door.

Okay, he thought, time to be regular Josh. He padded downstairs with a clear head and a sore pelvis. Dawn had really taken it out of him this time. He felt as physically and hormonally drained as he had after his first time with Jacquie. Even his loads of cum were beginning to shrink. He would have to make sure that Dawn didn't deter him anymore from his resolution to slow things down with both sisters. Not that he had done much with Jacquie lately, other than flirt jovially in the kitchen.

Josh decided to busy himself with the dishes that had amassed in the sink, stacking the dishwasher-friendly ones into the dishwasher. He found the powder beneath the sink and filled the compartment before switching it on. Then Alice came home.

Josh realised almost immediately what a rare occurrence it was for him to be alone with the youngest of his sisters. Being alone with Dawn had been rarer before they'd started frolicking beneath the sheets that is. But either Jacquie or Dawn were usually floating somewhere nearby when Alice was in the room, and as such, Josh was never forced to make direct conversation with her, which may account for the fact that he found it so difficult to do so. A lack of practice, most likely.

"Hey, Josh," Alice greeted him in her mellifluous voice.

"Hi," Josh replied, busying himself with wiping down the sink.

"Where's Jacquie?"

"Visiting her friend," Josh replied simply.

"Oh, that's right. What about Dawn?"

"Sleeping," Josh answered with a twinge of guilt.

"Oh."

Alice walked up to the sink and stood beside him, her hands resting on the edge of the counter, her head turned towards him. Josh felt uncomfortable being this close to her.

"Are you okay?" she asked him.

Josh turned towards her, startled to see she was even closer than he'd thought. "Fine," he said, his voice breaking in the middle of the word. I'm supposed to be over puberty, damn it! "Why?"

"I don't know. You seem kind of distant lately. Tired I suppose."

"I guess."

"Have you been sleeping okay?" Josh was touched by Alice's concern. Jacquie had always been so close to Josh, able to pick up intuitively on his problems, but even Alice seemed capable of reading his moods. Dawn read only how horny he was.

"Yeah," Josh answered her.

"Are you still upset about Valerie?"

"No. I'm fine with that now."

Alice smiled warmly. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Well, I'm going to get changed. I'll be back in a sec." She turned and started up the stairs, Josh watching her go.

When she returned she was wearing Josh's favourite dress and smiling pleasantly. "Hot today isn't it?"

"Mmm," Josh mumbled in reply, staring at Alice as though she were the Second Coming. He wasn't sure how far off his second cumming was. Alice resumed her position beside Josh, her arms straightened on the counter and leaning over it as she swayed on her toes.

"So what are you doing?"

"I'm...er...just wiping the sink."

"Sounds like fun."

"Yeah," said Josh, chuckling. "It's a real blast."

Alice smiled at him. The smile gradually receded from her eyes, and soon, she was looking at him with concern once more. "Something's bothering you," she said.

"Like what?" Josh inquired.

"I don't know," Alice replied curiously. "I was hoping you'd tell me."

"It's nothing," said Josh.

Alice poked him in the side with a finger. "You can talk to me you know," she said. "I know we never get much of a chance to spend time together, but I'm here to listen."

So she'd noticed it too. It was bizarre actually, considering that Alice was the sister Josh was probably the most like. He should be best friends with her as he was with Jacquie.

"So?" Alice asked. "What's up?"

Josh shook his head. "Nothing's up." Not strictly true, he thought with wry amusement.

Alice leaned in closer, still smiling. "Josh...I can tell you're lying."

"I'm not lying."

"Yes, you are," Alice persisted, knocking her hip playfully against Josh's as Jacquie often did.

"Oy!" Josh exclaimed with mock indignation. Alice laughed – that pretty, musical laugh. Josh went for her sides.

Alice squealed and spun around. Josh knew from experience how ticklish she was – certainly more so than his other sisters – and he also knew that he never felt so warm inside as when Alice was giggling madly under his fingers. She tried to bat his hands away, but Josh moved closer and renewed his assault.

"Josh!" she cried, with tears in her eyes, though she was still laughing like crazy. Josh would have stopped if he hadn't been so thrilled by the feel of her waist in his hands. He wanted to hold her as he had held Jacquie and Dawn, but this was the closest he would get.

"Joooosh, stop!" She turned towards him and Josh took the opportunity to tickle her back, which didn't really do much other than put his arms further around her, which, of course, was his intention. Alice was able to breathe though, now that he wasn't hitting any sensitive spots. She looked up at him. My, God she's gorgeous.

Josh stopped tickling her but left his hands where they were, staring at her. "You can let go of me now, Josh," Alice said softly.

Josh nodded. "Okay." But he couldn't let her go because his damned arms wouldn't move. How could he take them away when they felt so good where they were? He began to focus on her lips and imagined what it would be like kissing them. He realised he was staring, as Alice inclined her head and looked up at him with amusement.

"Josh?"

"Uh...right." He quickly retracted his arms, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. "I'm...ah...going to the bathroom." With that pretence Josh hurriedly walked out of the kitchen and into the bathroom, closing the door behind him and settling back against it.

That had been close. Too close. What had he been thinking? That was Alice he'd been imagining kissing. Alice! The nice one. The one that always stuck up for him and laughed at his jokes and calmed him down when Dawn got him riled up. Nice, good, pretty, gorgeous, sexy Alice. Argh!

Suddenly realising that spending too long in the bathroom might look a lot worse than putting his arms around her, Josh hurried the hell out of there before Alice could come to the wrong conclusion. He entered the kitchen and no sooner had he banished thoughts of Alice's lips than he saw her, standing on her toes, reaching for a glass on the top shelf of the cupboard where they were kept. And, of course, her too-small dress was riding impossibly high up her legs, so that Josh was afforded a magnificent view of her bare thighs. He couldn't see her panties, but if she kept up what she was doing that might change. Why was it that good things, bad things and awkward sexual things always happened in pairs? Josh wondered glumly. He swallowed the lump in his throat and quickly darted across the room to retrieve the glass for her.

“Thanks,” she said, smiling at him as she took it.

"You're welcome." Again his voice broke, and again Alice didn't seem to notice.

She took the water jug out of the fridge and filled up the glass. "Would you like one?" she asked.

"No, thanks," Josh replied, making his voice a little deeper than he had intended to.

Alice replaced the jug in the fridge and sipped her drink. Eyes off her legs, you damn pervert! Josh scolded himself. He had rarely ever picked up on things like Alice's legs before. Usually it was her hair or her skin or her cute little nose that just made him want to...

Get a hold of yourself!

Luckily (or unluckily – Josh wasn't sure yet) Dawn chose that moment to come downstairs, looking slightly worn out but otherwise awake and ready to play the distraction. If there's one thing Dawn's good at, thought Josh, it's providing a distraction. Oh, and blowjobs. She gives killer blowjobs.

"Hey, Al," Dawn said.

"Hi," said Alice. She turned to look at Dawn. "I've never known you to take a nap during the day."

"Josh tired me out," said Dawn, turning towards him and grinning. He felt his chest tighten and an angry tendril of thought rush at her.

"You weren't fighting again were you?" Alice asked dubiously.

"Oh, no," Dawn said melodiously, still grinning. "We were exercising."

"So you two are still...on good terms?"

"Very good terms," said Dawn, smiling at Josh as she strolled past him towards the fridge. His heartbeat returned to something close to normal. Little minx.

Dawn found a bottle of juice in the fridge and then returned upstairs, smiling again at Josh when she walked past.

"I still can't believe you two are friends," Alice said. "It's so weird."

"We're not exactly friends," Josh explained. "More like acquaintances. Or companions. Possibly chums."

Alice giggled, spreading a warm feeling through Josh's stomach. "Well, I think it's nice," she said.

"Yeah," said Josh. "Nice."

* * *

That night Dawn found her way into Josh's room and crept onto his bed. She tried to shake him awake, but Josh rolled over and grunted several times before he opened his eyes.

"Whatisit?" he mumbled.

"It's me," whispered Dawn. "Move over."

Josh swallowed the bitter taste in his mouth and shuffled to his right. Dawn climbed in beside him. "Dawn, I'm tired," he said.

Dawn looked at him indignantly. "What makes you think I'm here for that?"

Josh opened his eyes. "Aren't you?"

Dawn rolled her eyes. "Use your pillow. I'm tired, too." She cuddled up to Josh and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Dawn...this isn't a good idea."

Dawn sighed. With her eyes still closed she said, "I won't fall asleep. Just let me lie here for a while. I told you I wanted to do this some time."

Josh sighed and put his arms around her, then closed his eyes again. Several minutes passed in silence. Then:

"Dawn."

"Yeah?"

"Your hand's on my cock."

"Oh. Sorry."

* * *

The next morning, Josh nearly had a heart attack when he opened his eyes. "Dawn!" he cried. Next to him, his sister began to rouse, and her eyes fluttered open, staring up at him.

"What?"

"You're in my room!" Josh said vehemently.

Dawn looked around dazedly. "I am?"

"Yes! And it's six-thirty. You need to go. Right now!"

Dawn groaned, shut her eyes, and squeezed Josh's arm tighter. "I'll go in a minute."

"No!" said Josh. "Not in a minute. Right now!"

"Just one more minute," said Dawn, and beneath the covers, her hand slid down Josh's pyjama pants. "Okay?"

Josh gasped. "No. Not okay. Very not okay."

Dawn began to rub his cock in circles through his underwear. Josh squirmed back against the headboard. "Dawn!"

Dawn opened her eyes with a smile. "What's the matter?" she said. "Isn't this much better than waking up to your alarm?"

It was, Josh thought, but that didn't make it okay. Jacquie would be getting up soon, and if she saw Dawn leaving Josh's room, it would not look good.

"Dawn, seriously – you have to go."

"I will," said Dawn, rolling the sheets back and opening Josh's underwear. She took out his cock, which was already hard, and lowered her face towards it.

"Dawn!" Josh's voice was half an exclamation and half a groan.

Dawn paused with her lips less than an inch from the tip of Josh's cock. "What?" she said, looking up.

"You need to go!"

"After I blow you," she said.

"No! Now!"

"Just one blowjob, Josh."

"Now!"

Dawn pouted and let go of Josh's cock. She pushed the covers back and stood up, looking sulky. "You're no fun," she said, and stomped out of the room.

Josh leaned back against the wall and breathed deeply, both out of relief and to calm his sexual excitement. She is such a slut, he thought.

With his heartbeat not looking to return to normal any time soon, he decided to get up.

* * *

"Want me to drive you to school?" Dawn asked Josh hopefully at the breakfast table.

Josh looked up and glanced anxiously at Alice before turning back to Dawn. "I'll be fine," he said.

"Are you sure?" Dawn asked, raising her eyebrows meaningfully. "It's no trouble really. No trouble at all."

"I'm fine, Dawn," Josh replied through his teeth. Dawn looked sulky again. She looked sexy when she sulked, Josh observed. And when she was angry. And happy, and confused, and bored...tired, surprised, excited, determined. God, she even managed to make eating cereal sexy. Look at the way she brings the spoon to her mouth and licks it clean.

Josh shook his head. Best not to think like that so early in the morning. He turned to Alice instead, who was eating her cereal with her usual impeccable manners. Somehow, she made it look cute and rather charming. The way she brushed her hair behind her ear so it wouldn't go in the bowl, or the way she tipped the bowl to get the last few sultanas onto her spoon.

Josh shook his head and looked up at Jacquie who was washing dishes at the sink. Good, he thought. Jacquie's washing dishes. And she's wearing jeans and a plain white top. So not sexy. Her ass doesn't look that good in denim. And so what if she's not wearing a bra again? Her breasts might be huge but... Oh, my God I can see her nipples!

Josh forced his gaze down. I'm hard again. Damn! He jumped up from the table and emptied his bowl in the sink, then grabbed his bag and headed for the door. "Gotta go, bye!" he called over his shoulder before slamming the door.

* * *

"He was in a hurry," Jacquie remarked.

"Probably anxious to get to school," said Dawn. "That's what nerds are like."

"Josh isn't a nerd," said Alice.

"He could be," said Dawn. "They don't all wear glasses you know."

Jacquie rolled her eyes. "You're an idiot."

"Your nipples are sticking out," Dawn informed Jacquie by way of a retort. Jacquie looked down and then threw a hand across her chest. Dawn smiled. "Now we know what drove Josh away so quickly."

"My nipples had nothing to do with it," said Jacquie.

"Oh, come on," said Dawn. "I mean, you never wear a bra. Don't you think Josh notices that?"

"I don't know. He might."

"He's eighteen," said Dawn. "Of course he does."

"And you don't think he notices you? Those skirts you wear and the tiny little tops."

"I don't think Josh would complain about what I wear," said Dawn haughtily.

"I don't think any guy would complain about what you wear, Dawn."

"You're the one flaunting your chest all over the place!"

"I don't flaunt it. I can't help it if I'm blessed with an ample bosom."

"No more than I can help being blessed with killer legs and a gorgeous ass."

"I think you're both being very vain," said Alice. "And I don't think Josh thinks about his sister's that way."

Both Jacquie and Dawn rolled their eyes. "Who do you think he notices the most, Al?" said Dawn. "He can't look at you without blushing like a little girl."

Alice dismissed the remark. "That's not true."

"Oh, yes it is," said Jacquie. "Josh looks at you like that all the time."

"He does not."

"Does so," said Dawn. "He's always smiling at you or telling you how nice your hair looks. He's a big flirt where you're concerned."

"Josh does not flirt with me," Alice exclaimed indignantly.

Dawn snorted derisively. "Look who's talking."

"What does that mean?"

"Oh...," Dawn put on a bashful voice, "Did you hurt your knee, Josh? Let me put a bandaid on it for you. Will you help me reach this book, Josh? Oh, no – I don't think that shirt makes you look gay. I think you look very cute. Leave him alone, Dawn."

Dawn finished with a wry smirk. Jacquie was chuckling.

"I do not sound like that," Alice protested.

"Oh, please," said Dawn, "you're practically his mother."

"I look out for him, that's all. Someone has to with you two terrorizing him all the time."

"Yeah, but you like us terrorizing him don't you?" said Dawn. "Because then you get to comfort him."

"I'm not a sadist, Dawn."

"No, you're just Josh's object of desire," Dawn said in a mockingly wistful tone, her hand over her heart.

"Shut up," Alice said, flushing bright red and hiding a smile.

"See," said Dawn, "you're blushing. I swear, you two were made for each other."

* * *

Josh contemplated during the school day whether the phrase 'sexual frustration' was being used correctly these days. Shouldn't it be sexless frustration that teenage boys felt? Because right now Josh was pretty sure he was feeling sexual frustration; that is, having plenty of sex and yet still ending up frustrated.

When he came home in the afternoon, he was almost relieved to find that both Dawn and Alice were at work. This would be more like a normal day, like it used to be with just him and Jacquie at home. He wasn't sure he could handle much more of Dawn's sometimes stimulating, sometimes irritating teasing or Alice's lack of teasing which teased him even more than Dawn's teasing teased him. No – this would be a normal day.

"Hey, stud," Jacquie greeted him when he walked through the door.

"Hi," Josh replied.

"I've been waiting for you," said Jacquie, standing close to him and smiling.

"You have?" asked Josh.

"Mm-hmm." Jacquie brought her lips to Josh's neck and kissed him softly. Josh had almost forgotten what gentle, tender kisses felt like. When he kissed Dawn, they were usually mashing their lips together as hard as they could and struggling for air while they tore each other's clothes off. "I had an idea," said Jacquie.

"What kind of idea?"

She smiled against Josh's neck. "Well...seeing as we're alone...and Alice won't be home for another few hours...I thought we could...have a little fun."

"Such as?"

Jacquie's smile widened. "Let's go upstairs."

They went into Josh's room, and Jacquie shut the door behind them. "Did you have a good day today?" she asked.

"It was okay."

Jacquie smiled warmly. "Well, I'll try to make it better than okay."




Party of Five Ch. 14



She walked over to Josh and eased him into a sitting position on the bed. She leaned over and kissed him on the lips. This is nice, thought Josh. Take things slow – keep it nice and simple. It's nice.

Jacquie straightened up and peeled off her top, her breasts bouncing free. God, thought Josh, I'd forgotten how nice those are. His mouth flooded with saliva just from looking at them.

"So, I thought," said Jacquie, kneeling down on the ground and taking hold of Josh's fly, "that we could," she undid the buttons, "try something new."

"New?" said Josh.

"Yeah" Jacquie tugged his pants down to his ankles and looked up at him. "You don't mind if I see it do you?" It took Josh a moment to remember that Jacquie hadn't seem him completely naked yet, nor he her. He had been nervous those first two times, but after being buck naked more than once in front of his most critical sister, he didn't see a problem with doing the same with Jacquie.

"No, I don't mind."

"Okay," said Jacquie, and she pulled down his underwear. Josh trembled with excitement.

"Ooh, it's even nicer in person," said Jacquie, laughing. She looked up and kept her eyes on Josh's as she took his cock in his hand. Josh gasped as her fingers curled around his shaft. "That nice?"

"Very," Josh managed to say.

"What about this?" asked Jacquie. Keeping her eyes on Josh's, she slid her tongue slowly along the underside of his cock. Josh had thought that after experiencing oral sex with Dawn, he would be more inured to the sensation of a tongue on his cock. But it was an entirely different feeling when Jacquie did it. Not so much physically, but the fact that it was Jacquie's head down there and Jacquie's eyes looking up at him. Josh loved it.

She smiled up at him and retraced the path of her tongue with soft kisses. "How's that, Josh?"

"Amazing," he choked out.

"Good." Jacquie opened her mouth up and sunk it over Josh's cock.

"Oh, God!" He forced himself to keep his eyes open and was well rewarded. It was like a million fireworks going off inside his head, each of them getting blowjobs from a million hot female fireworks. To Josh, this was the epitome of taboo. Jacquie was practically his mother! He knew her better than anyone, almost as well as he knew himself. It was the same feeling that platonic best friends must feel when they crossed that line, beyond friendship country and into orgasm territory. Josh's mind spun with the image before him. It would stay imprinted in his mind for the rest of his life, he was sure.

It was surprising how good Jacquie was at this. "Have you done this before?" Josh asked her.

"Twice," Jacquie replied, taking his cock briefly out of her mouth. "You're the third."

She sank her mouth over his length again, and Josh leaned his head back in ecstasy. His heart was thumping away inside his chest at the thought of what was about to happen. He would cum inside her mouth; the nastiest, most wicked thing he could imagine doing with her. Jacquie who had helped him dress and cut up his food and even bathed him when he was little; in a few moments time she would be looking up at him with a mouthful of his own semen. The thought sent waves of wicked pleasure through him.

Jacquie removed his cock once more and said, "You don't mind if I spit it out do you? I don't really like the taste."

"No," said Josh. "I don't mind."

Jacquie smiled gratefully and resumed her oral onslaught. Josh was so close to cumming and all it took in the end was for Jacquie to wrap her arms around his waist and pull him further into her mouth. "I'm cumming!" Josh warned her quickly before he lost control of his voice box.

Unlike Dawn, Jacquie didn't seem able to take the full flow of his seed directly into her mouth. She lifted his cock out and held it above her mouth instead, jerking his shaft and sticking her tongue out in wait. She didn't have to wait long. It was like a volcano erupting inside Josh's balls. He could almost feel the cum surging through his testicles and down the length of his shaft, and then he could see the first thick, white rope coil out and disappear deep inside Jacquie's throat. He didn't see much after that, because everything went out of focus, and he started to feel dizzy.

Jacquie was working every last drop out of his cock and catching all of it in her mouth; her aim was impressive. After years and years of masturbating, it was going to take a lot longer, in Josh's opinion, to get used to the sight of his cum actually going somewhere after it spilled out of the end of his cock. There were no puddles of creamy semen to look at once his orgasm subsided – it all just vanished into Jacquie's mouth.

Once Josh's cock had shrunk to an embarrassing miniature of what it usually was, Jacquie, her cheeks bulging, took Josh by the hand and led him down the hall and into the bathroom. She leaned over the sink and started to spit Josh's cum into it, which, Josh had to admit, was as erotic as watching Dawn swallowing it. Once a good proportion of it was lying in the sink, Jacquie turned to Josh.

"Sorry," she said. "I just really don't like the taste."

"Don't apologise," said Josh, admiring the view.

"I don't suppose you could look away," said Jacquie, "so that I can...you know...retain some of my dignity."

"Oh...sure," said Josh, with a smile. He turned around and faced the wall. "So," he said conversationally, "seen any good movies lately?"

Jacquie snorted with laughter. "Get lost, Josh," she said without malice.

Josh chuckled and turned towards the door. "I'll wait outside then," he said.

He waited in the hallway until the door opened and Jacquie stepped out, closing it behind her. She ran the back of her hand self-consciously over her mouth and smiled at Josh. "So how's your day now?"

"I'm still going to have to go with okay," Josh replied.

Jacquie took a step towards him and poked him in the chest. "You must have a death wish, mister."

"My wish doesn't involve death," Josh replied. "And I think you just granted it anyway."

"And you didn't even rub me," said Jacquie with cheeky grin. "So, are you going to return the favor?" she asked, putting her hands on Josh's shoulders.

"Now?" Josh asked, both ready and willing.

"No, not now," Jacquie replied. "Alice'll be home soon. We'll wait till next time."

Josh positively tingled at the prospect. He still hadn't seen Jacquie's pussy yet, and the thought of intimately acquainting his mouth with it was enough to make said mouth water. He only hoped they'd be alone again soon.

"I have to do some shopping," Jacquie announced. "There's no food in the house. You wanna come?"

"Er..." said Josh unenthusiastically. He didn't particularly like shopping with women. Clothes shopping was the worst, because they frequented dozens of stores without purchasing a single item - it was always too big or too small or too pink or too slutty (of course, Josh had never heard Dawn complain about the last one). But even grocery shopping was, in Josh's opinion, immensely boring. He would usually have to push the trolley while Jacquie threw items into it and asked him whether he thought a dollar a pound was a good price. And then there was the fact that he almost always saw someone he knew working as a checkout chick or a mop boy and there was the endless supply of wailing kids and the...

"Josh?"

"Huh?"

"Oh, forget it," said Jacquie. "I'll be back in an hour or two." With that, she turned and made her way down the stairs. Josh, enormously relieved, returned to his room and decided to do some reading. As Jacquie had said, Alice would be home soon and he usually didn't like to be downstairs alone when she arrived. She would walk into the kitchen smiling with her pigtails waving about and ask Josh how his day was, and unlike most people who asked him that, she would take a genuine interest in his answer. Maybe she'd sit down and look at him until he finished speaking, resting her beautiful chin on her palm and smiling that smile that made him feel like...

"Josh?"

"Aaah!" Josh literally shouted. He whipped his head to the side and saw Alice standing in the doorway. "Alice," he croaked. "Hi."

She was laughing. "Are you okay?"

"Fine. I just...I was...reading a horror scene...and...you startled me."

"In the Iliad?" Alice asked dubiously.

Josh looked down at the book he had in his hands. "Uh...yeah. Swords and...gods and stuff. Very creepy."

Again, Alice laughed. She took a step into the room despite Josh's repeated mental pleading that she wouldn't. "Jacquie said you were up here," Alice said to him. Did that mean she was looking for him? "I wanted to talk to you about something."

"You...okay...I...what about?" he stammered lamely.

"Well," said Alice, and did the worst possible thing she could do - sit down on the bed beside Josh. Josh saw her fingertips resting less than an inch away from his leg, and suddenly the leg felt very itchy. Alice looked thoughtfully at him and then down at the bed. "I want you to promise me you won't be angry," she said.

"Why would I be angry?" Josh asked curiously, forehead wrinkled with confusion.

"I want to ask you something," said Alice. "But you have to promise me you won't get angry."

"Okay," Josh said. "I won't."

"All right," said Alice. "And I want you to know that I'm not angry either, I'm just...asking."

Uh oh, Josh thought. This was going to be bad. What could she possibly...

"Are you and Dawn having sex?"

"WHAT!?" Josh bellowed. He recovered himself and lowered his voice. "What are you talking about?"

"I...are you?" Alice asked hesitantly. Josh muttered several incoherent noises but was unable to form anything resembling a sentence. "I told you I'm not angry," Alice said reassuringly. "So are you?" Again the incomprehensible words came. "Josh?" Alice asked, looking amused. "Are you going to say anything?"

"What do you want me to say?" Josh asked sheepishly.

"Well," said Alice, "you could tell me to mind my own business and go away, or...you could tell me the truth."

Josh's shock began to give way to a terrible, pitted feeling of despair. "How did you know?" he asked miserably.

"Well," Alice began to look mildly embarrassed, "I kind of figured that if you two were getting along so well, you must be..." She looked up as though Josh should understand what she meant. He kept silent though, because he couldn't speak. "I mean...you're a young boy," Alice continued, "and she's...Dawn. It just seemed logical. And then when I heard her talking about you the other day, it clinched it for me I guess."

"You're not angry?" Josh asked incredulously, remembering what Alice had said.

"No, of course not," Alice replied gently.

"But aren't you...disgusted?"

"I could never be disgusted with you, Josh." Josh was deeply touched by the compassion she had for him - compassion he didn't deserve. He felt like an idiot.

"I'm sorry," he said, unable to meet her eyes.

"Don't be sorry, Josh," said Alice. "You haven't done anything wrong." Josh looked at her dubiously. "Okay," Alice conceded, "maybe legally you have, but you still don't have to be sorry."

He should have seen it. Alice, smartest of all his sisters – smartest of all the family – would have jumped to that conclusion straight away. It was a wonder that Jacquie and his mother hadn't, too. He and Dawn, bitter enemies for their entire lives; the only thing they had in common was that Josh was – previously – a sex-staved teenager and Dawn was a sultry minx – it added up. Why hadn't he seen that before? Before Alice had ever found out and his life had been ruined.

"I'm sorry, Al," he repeated.

Alice was looking at him with concern. "Josh, I told you you don't have to be sorry. I was just...curious. I'm not going to tell anyone."

"You're not?" Josh asked in amazement.

"No. What you do with other people is private, and it's not my place to tell. I just hope you're not mad at me for asking you about it."

Josh couldn't believe Alice's thoughtfulness. Not only was she respecting his privacy - which, again, Josh felt he didn't deserve, but she was also worried that he – the committer of incest! – was going to be upset with her. Josh wanted more than anything to hug her right then and there and then lock himself away because there was no way he deserved that kind of compassion.

"I'm not mad at you," Josh said sincerely. "I'm just...ashamed."

Alice looked up suddenly and put a hand on Josh's arm. "Oh, no, Josh...please don't feel bad about it," she said earnestly. "I'm not blaming you or anything like that. I just wanted to ask you. Maybe I shouldn't have."

Every kind word stabbed Josh in the heart like a silver dagger. Slowly, a wall of resistance was breaking apart inside him and he knew what he had to do. "There's something else," he said, avoiding Alice's eyes.

"What is it?" she asked, both curiously and gently.

Josh tried to meet her gaze but couldn't. "I..." he began, then paused for several seconds, before adding, "it's not just Dawn." He looked up to see her reaction – her disgusted, fire-breathing, poison-spitting reaction – but Alice merely looked politely shocked.

"Jacquie, too?" she asked incredulously. Josh nodded. Alice looked down at the bed to digest this new information. "Wow," she said. "I didn't see that one."

"I'm sorry," said Josh.

"Josh," Alice said seriously, looking at him again, "stop apologizing. You've done nothing wrong."

"I should've...told you or something," Josh replied hopelessly.

"What, over breakfast?" Alice asked with a smile, dropping her head so that she could look into Josh's downcast eyes. Josh couldn't help but smile back, albeit weakly.

"I can't believe you're so okay with this," he said.

"How did you expect me to be?" Alice asked. "You thought I'd run straight to mom and tell her everything and never speak to you again?"

"I thought it would cross your mind," Josh replied.

"I told you, Josh," said Alice, "it's your business. You can do whatever you like."

"I'm sorry," Josh said again, miserably.

"Josh, if you say that again I'm going to have to hit you over the head with something." Josh smiled wanly. Another difference between Dawn and Alice: Alice would have to hit him over the head with something, whereas Dawn would simply seize the nearest solid object and, without warning, land a solid blow right on his noggin.

"Will you be okay?" Alice asked with concern.

Will I be okay? Josh thought with disbelief. "Will you?" he asked.

"I'll be fine, Josh," Alice replied. "This doesn't have to change anything, you know."

"But...whenever you look at me..."

"I'll see the same person I always have," Alice finished for him. "You're still my brother, and I still love you, Josh."

Oh, God. That had done it; that created a small colony of live bats inside his stomach and lit a fire underneath his heart. He knew that the typical, innate familial love existed in this family, but it wasn't as though they said it to each other every day – the opportunity just didn't come up. This was the first time he could ever remember hearing it from Alice. He just...he wanted to...

"I love you too, Al," Josh said with as much sincerity as he could muster. And he did...love her – so much.

Alice took his hand in both of hers and gave it a comforting squeeze. "I'm going downstairs," she said, and stood up. "Promise me you won't sit here and mope all day."

"I promise," Josh replied.

"Good." Alice smiled warmly at him and then left the room, leaving Josh feeling sad and empty. Whether it was still because of Alice's revelation or because she had left, he wasn't sure.

* * *

This is the last thing I need, Josh thought as he was sitting with the rest of the family watching TV. He was doing his best to avoid looking at Alice, simply because it made him feel ill to do so. Alice, however, kept giving him reassuring smiles whenever his eyes passed over her. It became easier to refrain from looking at her, though, when a scantily clad, buxom blonde started parading around her apartment for a lingerie ad. Josh had to hand it to the marketers – even he felt like buying a new bra.

He was aware that Dawn was looking at him with narrow-eyed amusement, but he chose to ignore her and instead mumbled something about doing homework and vanished into the study. He didn't quite feel like engaging in any incestuous antics tonight after his discussion with Alice, and even if he had, it was too risky with everyone in the house. So, almost nostalgically, he sat himself in front of the computer and punched in the address of a porn site (which he could barely remember).

A whole page of smutty images appeared and Josh surveyed them listlessly. Too tanned, he thought to himself, too tall, too baby-faced, too big around the thighs, urgh...too many pegs. Incredibly, he found himself softening with each image that he looked at. None of these women looked anything like Jacquie or Dawn or...

Ah, thought Josh, clicking on a picture of a girl with auburn pigtails. She was crouching with her legs spread, smiling at the camera and covering her breasts suggestively. Josh reached over and snagged a wad of four or five tissues and bundled them inside his underwear. It was almost like putting a brick wall between his cock and his hand. He missed the tender lips of Jacquie's vagina and the saliva-coated interior of Dawn's mouth. He forced himself, though, to think about the girl on the screen and started to massage his cock.

God, this is boring, he thought. And as if she'd read his mind (or detected the smell of cock) Dawn came bounding into the room. She knelt down beside Josh's chair and relieved him of his cock-rubbing, using her own hand to stimulate him through his pants.

"Whatcha looking at?" she asked, peering at the screen.

"Dawn!" Josh exclaimed. "The others are in the living room!"

"Don't worry," Dawn said, dismissing his concern. "I told them I was bringing you a drink. Although, I'm hoping you'll be the one giving me a drink." She grinned with mischief.

Josh tried once more to discourage her and failed. He couldn't deny how much better her hand felt on his cock, even through the layers of clothing. She was rubbing him in rapid circles, so Josh knew at least that she was conscious of time. He had no idea why she was so interested with the pictures on the screen though.

"Ooh, click on that one!" Dawn said, pointing at one of the pictures. Without waiting for Josh, she used her free hand on the mouse to enlarge it. It was of a particularly attractive brunette, kneeling on the floor and sucking a long cock deep into her mouth. One of her hands was on her pussy, and she was wearing black high heels. "She's hot, don't you think?" Dawn asked.

Josh looked at her incredulously, but Dawn didn't seem to notice. She continued to rub his cock and brought up another image, this time of a girl, definitely younger than Dawn, sporting a large load of cum all over her breasts. "Are you close?" Dawn asked.

"Very," Josh gasped.

"Tell me when you're gonna cum," said Dawn. "I wanna tell you something."

Josh looked down at her with confusion, but a second later, his balls were burning. He didn't need to tell Dawn; she saw his face begin to screw up with pleasure. She leaned up and whispered into Josh's ear:

"You remember Lara?" The blonde girl he'd met on the bus; he nodded. "We fuck every time I go to her house."

Holy mother of God! Josh's eyes flew wide and he opened his mouth to ask Dawn if that was true, but he was suddenly prevented from doing so as he exploded into the tissues inside his pants. He couldn't see the picture on the computer screen or Dawn's face; only the image of Dawn's brown and blonde head bobbing up and down between Lara's long, parted legs. He came like a whale.




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Dawn watched him with glee. "You like that, don't you?" she asked with a wide grin.

Her circular hand movements on Josh's crotch became slower, though they were still as firm. She was pressing down on it much harder than Josh usually did and it felt a lot better. Dawn raised her head and licked Josh's ear, sending several more jolts of electrical pleasure through his pelvis. He was panting and gasping by the time his orgasm had stopped. Dawn showed no sign of letting up on his cock though. He turned to her instantly.

"Were you serious?"

"Mm-hmm," Dawn replied, running a hand along his chest. "Every time. She tastes amazing."

"Oh, fuck," Josh breathed, and he was sure several more drops of cum leaked out of his cock. "So you're a lesbian?" he asked incredulously.

"I'm bi, Josh," Dawn corrected him. "You don't think I could live without cock, do you?"

"But...how long?"

Dawn looked thoughtfully up at the ceiling. "Since I was...fifteen, I think."

"You've been fucking Lara for nine years!?"

"Oh, not just Lara. I've fucked heaps of girls."

"Heaps?" Josh breathed, feeling dizzy. Dawn was still absent-mindedly rubbing his cock, though Josh was hardly aware of it. She also seemed to be unaware of his astonishment.

"Did you cum a lot?" she asked, opening up his pants and drawing the wad of tissues out. She opened them up and found the large puddle of semen inside. "Oh, what a waste," she said with disappointment. She dipped a finger into the cum and licked it clean. Josh's legs, mind, and voice seemed to have turned to jelly. He watched in a daze as Dawn transferred the majority of his cum, via her fingers, from the tissues to her mouth.

After she was satisfied, she slid her finger out of her mouth with a soft pop. "Mmm."

"You are so bad," Josh said, shaking his head.

"But that's why you love me right?" said Dawn, smiling at him. "'Cause I swallow your cum?"

"Among other things," Josh replied.

"Oh, that's sweet," said Dawn. "And you're not even trying to get into my pants!" Josh smiled back. "You can if you want to though," Dawn added. Josh looked at her sternly. "Okay, okay," she yielded reluctantly, getting to her feet. "You can't blame a girl for trying.



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Author's Note: It's amazing how many people think Alice might be a closet dominatrix. I wonder how she'd feel about those remarks. Don't make her cry or Josh will come knocking at your door with a two-by-four (rhyme!).

Oh, and please leave a comment. I read them all no matter how short or long or critical. They actually do encourage me to write more. Anyway...enjoy.

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Chapter 15

Late on Wednesday morning, Josh found himself sitting on his bed, completely out of breath and looking up at Dawn. She was lying with her head propped up on his pillow, wearing nothing but a pair of pink panties. Her breasts stood up magnificently and her skin was gleaming like gold. A minute ago, Josh had been kneeling over her chest and thrusting his cock into her mouth, while Dawn simply looked up at him and allowed him to do as he pleased. She had asked him, though, not to cum in her mouth, so now she lay with Josh's thick globs of cum all over her gorgeous face, grinning at him.

"Wow," she said. "Quite a load."

Josh was too tried to even smile back. He was completely floored by the sight of his sexy sister lying naked on his bed with her face covered in his semen. He could have cum again, if there was any left.

"Bet you don't want to kiss me now," said Dawn, dissolving into giggles.

Josh was finally able to smile. She was incredibly cute when she giggled, even if she had a massive load of her brother's cum all over her face. But, no, he didn't particular want to kiss her right now.

As usual, Dawn wasted no time in scooping Josh's cum into her mouth. He watched attentively as she did it, enthralled by the sight.

"Are you sure Jacquie's out all day?" Dawn asked, collecting a dollop of cum from her cheek with a finger.

"That's what she said," replied Josh.

Dawn sucked her finger clean. "Do you think you'll be ready again soon?"

"I just came more than my own body weight," said Josh. "What do you think?"

"I guess it's my turn then," Dawn replied.

Josh smiled wearily. He and Dawn, by a lucky coincidence, had the entire day to themselves.  Jacquie had informed Josh in the morning that she was going to be out all day – shopping, visiting friends, shopping again – and Josh, having only two classes, had decided to forgo school for the day. Once Dawn had learnt of these facts, she'd insisted that she call in sick and spend the day with Josh.

"You can fuck me as long and hard as you want," she had told him the second Jacquie had walked out the door, looping her arms around his neck. "You're going to be dry by the time I'm finished with you, Joshy."

So much for slowing down, Josh had thought to himself. Still, he wasn't complaining.

It was a long, tiring day. There was cunnilingus in the bedroom, a blowjob in the shower, sex in the laundry, a scene involving chocolate sauce in the bathroom and lots and lots of making out on the couch. By the end, Josh was so tired that he literally collapsed on his bed and could do nothing against Dawn's continually playful antics. She was kneeling on the bed beside him and lightly dancing her fingers across his chest.

"How ‘bout another blow job?" she suggested hopefully. "I bet you're hard again."

"Don't you ever get tired?" Josh asked.

"Oh, come on," said Dawn, "we haven't done that much."

"My pelvis is numb!" Josh exclaimed.

"Well, you're not very durable are you?" she commented. "Lara and I once went for twenty-four hours straight. We spent all day and night in bed and…"

Twenty seconds later Josh's cock was wedged firmly between Dawn's eager lips. She peeled her top off quickly and rubbed her breasts against his legs as she sucked him. It took close to half an hour for Josh to cum, and though there wasn't much of it when he did, his orgasm was a powerful one nonetheless.

Finally, at long last, Dawn seemed sated. She crawled up the bed and lay down beside him, still very topless. They both stared up at the ceiling, Dawn's head resting lightly on Josh's shoulder.

"So whatever happened with that Valerie chick?" Dawn asked curiously.

"We're friends," Josh replied succinctly.

"Bummer," said Dawn.

"What do you mean ‘bummer'?" Josh demanded. "I happen to like being friends with her."

"You do?"

"Yes!"

"So, are you like…casual sex friends?"

"No! We haven't had sex."

"I thought you liked her?"

"I do."

"But she won't put out?"

"You're impossible, Dawn, you know that."

"Oh, right…you don't care about the sex."

"Not primarily, no."

"Then I guess it's a good thing I'm here to satisfy your urges, isn't it?"

"I don't have sex with you just to satisfy my urges, Dawn."

"Of course you do. That's why people have sex, Josh. You can attach a deeper meaning to it if you like, but in the end it all comes down to pure, human lust."

"Are you trying to be profound?"

"I dunno. Am I being profound?"

"Kind of."

"Then, yes."

They fell into a comfortable silence, staring up the ceiling, the weight of Dawn's head on Josh's shoulder filling him with a pleasant serenity.

"So, is she cute?" Dawn asked at length.

"Who?" Josh replied.

"Valerie."

"Oh. Yeah."

"Well, what does she look like?"

"Well…she has light brown hair which she usually wears in a ponytail; she's got incredible skin; her teeth are perfectly straight and perfectly white. Her eyes are brown and she's got a great body, although I never really look at that much. And her voice is like music and when she smiles at you it's like nothing in the world could possibly upset you."

"Sounds like you really love this girl."

"Love? I don't know. I never really thought about it."

"Well, it's obviously more than a crush. I never paid any attention to the teeth of the boys I had a crush on."

"You had crushes?"

"Of course I did! What, you think I went around blowing every guy I liked?"

"Didn't you?"

"Not all of them."

"I guess I just don't see you as the type to have a crush. I figured you'd tell the people you liked how you felt about them."

"Telling's hard. Showing's easier."

"So how do you show someone that you care about them?"

"Well, you can let them cum on your face."

"And supposing you're not into that kind of thing?"

"Well, then I guess you have to go with the telling. Just suck it up and do it. Like me."

"I'm supposed to take that literally aren't I?"

"If you like."

"Right."

"So, she's got a nice body, huh? What size are her tits?"

"I told you, I don't pay attention to that kind of stuff very much."

"Liar."

"I said ‘not very much'."

"But they're nice, aren't they?"

"Well… Wait – why are you so curious about all this?"

"No reason. She just sounds hot."

"You're not thinking about her are you?"

"Would that be a problem?"

"Dawn!"

"What?"

"I've had a crush on this girl for years, not to mention she's now one of my closest friends, and you're mentally undressing her!?"

"Jeez. Any other guy, Josh…"

"I can't believe you."

"Are you saying you wouldn't want to spend a day with both of us?"

"Not everyone is as open-minded about incest as we are, you know."

"Yeah, but she'd get used to it. I gotta say, I'm curious to see her now. Can I drive you to school tomorrow? You can point her out to me."

"No!"

"Oh, come on. I can pretend to be your new girlfriend; I bet that'd make her jealous enough to ask you out again."

"I don't want her to ask me out out of jealousy. And how long do you think it would be before she figured out you're my sister?"

"Well, then she'd know and we could all have fun together."

"You're sick, Dawn."

"Hey, let's not forget who's swallowing your loads for you, mister."

"You're lying half-naked beside me, Dawn – I'm not going to forget any time soon."

"I could be lying fully-naked beside you if you want."

"Maybe later."

Again, a casual silence ensued, the ceiling the focus of attention. Josh was having a hard time comprehending the fact that he was speaking so openly with his once bitter enemy, who, even if she didn't seem to understand some of his views on life, still listened thoughtfully enough. The silence drew on and Josh felt entirely at ease, until Dawn broke it.

"Can I blow you again?"

"Dawn!"

"Fiiine," she sighed and sat up. She pulled her top on and left the room

Slut, Josh thought with a smile.

***

"So what's wrong with you?" Jacquie asked Dawn in the kitchen.

"Oh, I was coming down with a cold I think. But it's gone now."

Jacquie nodded as she packed the groceries away in the cupboards, Josh helping her. "So what did the two of you get up to?" she asked.

"Oh, nothing much," Dawn replied with a conspiratorial grin at Josh, who glared warningly at her. "We had a nice, long talk."

"Oh?" Jacquie said inquisitively. "About what?"

"Driving," Dawn supplied. "Josh is going to let me teach him."

"You are?" Jacquie asked with surprise, turning to Josh.

"Er…yeah," Josh replied, making a mental note to: Kill Dawn.

"So, the friendship thing is still working then?" Jacquie inquired.

"Oh, yeah," Dawn replied. "We're best buddies." She laughed silently at the look on Josh's face. Josh simply amended his mental note to: Kill Dawn slowly.

By the time they'd finished packing away all of the shopping (with no help from Dawn – she was content to watch) Alice arrived home, flushed and exhausted. "Hey," she said as she walked into the kitchen.

"Howdy," said Dawn, looking up. "Hot outside?"

"Very," Alice replied, going straight for a glass of water. "Weren't you working today?" she asked Dawn as she ran the taps.

"No – I didn't feel up to it."

Alice leant against the counter and brought the glass to her lips, sipping it elegantly. She must be completely parched, Josh mused, and yet she still retains all her grace. If it had been him he would have upended the glass over his head and hoped that most of it hit his mouth. She did look hot though (with respect to temperature, Josh reminded himself firmly). The bright red spots on her cheeks and the sheen of sweat on her collarbones did make her look particularly adorable though. Josh wanted to find a palm tree branch and wave it up and down in front of her to cool her down, or maybe spray her with the hose, though he wasn't sure whose benefit that was for.

He realised he was staring and quickly averted his eyes. Luckily, Alice hadn't seemed to notice, nor had Jacquie, though Dawn was looking at him with a knowing grin, her chin resting on her palm. He stared back defiantly, but as she showed no sign of looking away anytime soon, and as it might raise questions if he was found to be engaged in a staring competition with her, Josh looked away. He suspected that only concreted Dawn's suspicions though.

Finally, Dawn seemed to tire of sitting and doing nothing. She announced boisterously that, "I have a phone call to make", and then jumped up and walked into the study, closing the door behind her. The only thing Josh could think about were the words ‘phone', ‘sex' and ‘Lara'. He quivered with the thought.

Beside him, Jacquie was rolling her neck from side to side. "I think I'll take a bath," she said and then disappeared upstairs. Josh realised a second too late who this left him with and felt his stomach plummet into his feet. He turned around to do something in the fridge or the cupboard and found Alice looking at him.

"Are you okay, Josh?" she asked.

"Fine," Josh replied distractedly.

"You're not still upset about what we talked about are you?"

Suddenly, all of the heat in Alice's body had rushed itself into Josh's; he felt his cheeks burning and his palms beginning to sweat. "I…uh…"

"Josh," said Alice, coming closer, which to Josh spelled the end of the world, "I told you I wasn't angry. You do believe me, don't you?"

Josh nodded.

"I don't want you to be ashamed or embarrassed or anything like that," Alice told him. "And I don't want things to be awkward between us."

Josh almost laughed aloud. Which Josh was she talking about?

Alice was smiling at him and standing disconcertingly close too. "Is that why Dawn stayed home all day?"

Bloody hell, she's smart, Josh thought. You couldn't trick or deceive Alice – not that you would ever want to. How could you lie to someone so sweet and adorable and not feel like a monster? Luckily, Josh's silence was enough to answer her question, though he doubted how accurate her mental picture would be, lacking a cum-faced Dawn as it undoubtedly would be.

"You're still worried," Alice said with some disappointment. She took Josh's hand. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything."

"No, it's not you," Josh assured her. "I'm not worried, I'm just...it's weird, talking about it."

"I suppose it is," Alice replied. "But you don't have to talk to me about it. Just don't stop talking to me completely, okay?"

"Okay," said Josh. Alice smiled warmly at him and turned around. "Al," he said, calling her back.

"Hmm?"

"Thanks," said Josh. "For being so understanding."

She smiled again and put a hand on his arm. "You can talk to me about anything, Josh. I hope you know that. Whenever you need to, I'm here for you."

Josh nodded with a smile. "I know."

And then Alice did something completely unexpected; something that made Josh redefine the colour red: she stood on her toes and kissed him on the cheek. A great warmth radiated out from the place her lips had touched and filled Josh's entire body. He was left staring over her shoulder at one of the kitchen windows, breathing in heavy, ragged gasps, until Alice moved back and he forced his breathing back to normal. She was smiling at him and running her hand up and down his arm in a soothing manner. If she was wondering why Josh's face resembled a large tomato, she didn't show it. She took her hand away and smiled at him again before leaving the room. Josh felt as though someone had poured warm honey inside his chest. He stood absolutely still, fearing that if he moved he'd fall over.

Several minutes passed before he regained control of his body, and when he did, he found Dawn walking towards him with a grin. "Someone's in love with Aaaalice!" she chorused.

Josh blushed hotly and hissed, "Shut up!" He glanced nervously at the stairs.

Dawn ran a hand over his cheek. "Aw, look…he's all red."

Josh swatted her hand away. "Will you stop that!"

She giggled and walked to the fridge. "What was she kissing you for anyway?"

"Uh…" Josh hesitated. He was relieved that Dawn hadn't heard the beginning of their conversation, but what could he say to justify the end of it? "She was just saying that I looked tired and she thought something was on my mind," he settled for. It was true that Alice had spoken to him about that, even if it had been several days ago.

"And did you tell her why you were so tired?" Dawn asked, her head buried in the fridge and her ass staring at Josh. She straightened up and shut the door, clutching a tub of yoghurt in her hand. "Did you tell her that I made you cum eleven times?" she said, standing close to Josh.

"Keep your voice down!" Josh hissed.

"It's still all over me," Dawn informed him seductively. "It's on my skin and around my nipples. I can still taste it on my lips." She licked them for emphasis.

"What the hell are you trying to pull?" Josh demanded.

"Nothing," Dawn replied innocently. "I just enjoy watching you squirm."

"I would have thought you'd seen enough of that this afternoon."

Dawn grinned. "See – you like talking about it, too."

"Not with the others in the house," Josh whispered crossly and pushed Dawn along. Though he still had trouble coming to terms with the things he and Dawn did behind closed (and not so closed) doors, it was even more bizarre to touch her normally like this, even if it was on her back with her clothes on.

"Okay, okay," Dawn said as Josh ushered her out of the kitchen. She had her tub of yoghurt open by the time he nudged her into the living room; she scooped a spoonful up and made a suggestive display of licking it clean, which told Josh that it wasn't yoghurt she was thinking of. She grinned at his dark look and continued to laugh as Josh turned his back on her and walked away.

***

The following day, a Thursday, was far more normal for Josh. He arrived home after school to find Jacquie on the floor in the living room, surrounded by a mass of boxes.

"What are you doing?" Josh asked curiously after dumping his bag.

"Going through all this stuff that was in the spare room," Jacquie replied, wiping the back of her arm over her forehead. "We haven't cleaned it out in years."

"So let's wait a few more," Josh suggested, taking a seat on the couch. He picked up an old racing car that he remembered from his childhood. "You're not going to get rid of this stuff are you?"

"They're toys, Josh! You haven't used them since you were five."

"That doesn't mean that I won't one day rekindle my love of matchbox cars."

"Well, let me know when you do, so I can move out."

Josh smiled and put the car down, picking up a box of photographs instead. "What are these?"

"Photos," Jacquie replied. "From everywhere and anywhere."

Josh pulled a handful out of the box to look at them. He saw himself as a child, sitting in front of a birthday cake with his sisters, all much younger, standing around him. He saw himself at fifteen in Fiji, standing in front of a swimming pool with Dawn giving him bunny ears. She was wearing an orange bikini and looked incredible. There was one of him and Jacquie covered in chocolate mousse and a picture of Alice looking up from the couch and smiling at the camera. Josh smiled back at her.

"Anything good?" Jacquie inquired.

"Yeah," said Josh. "I don't remember some of these."

Josh quickly flipped back to the one of him and Jacquie post-food-fight as she came to kneel beside him. She laughed when she saw the photo. "I remember that. You threw mousse all over me and then I tipped my whole bowl on your head."

Josh smiled. "Good times."

"I guess we were a lot more innocent back then, huh?"

"Being innocent isn't all it's cut out to be," Josh replied. Jacquie smiled at him and leaned up to kiss him. Josh wrapped his arms around her and fell back on the couch with Jacquie on top of him, kissing her slowly and passionately.

"I was…supposed to…pack this stuff up," Jacquie said between kisses, dropping a dirty rag on the floor and putting her other hand around Josh's neck.

"You can do that later," Josh said. "I still owe you a favour, remember?"

"I remember," Jacquie said with a grin. "And I'm not going to forget either. But Alice and Dawn will be home soon."

Josh felt a twinge of guilt as soon as the other girls were mentioned. He usually tried to banish all thoughts of Dawn when he was with Jacquie and vice versa. But he was playing a dangerous game now and he knew it. Alice knew about Jacquie and Dawn, and Dawn knew about Jacquie but Jacquie knew nothing. He felt like he was betraying her confidence; like he didn't deserve to be doing what he did with her. It felt good though, so maybe he'd worry about it later.

Jacquie put her hands on his chest and pushed him gently away. "Come on, we'd better stop."

"Do we have to?" Josh asked like a stubborn kid.

"Next time," said Jacquie, kissing him on the cheek. "I promise." She stood up and collected her rag again. "Can you give me a hand taking these boxes back?"

"Sure," said Josh. They spent the next ten minutes transferring the boxes from the living room to the spare room and stacking them as best they could. When they'd finished, Jacquie exhaled an exhausted breath and dusted her hands off. "That should do us for a few more years, I suppose. Come on." She hooked her arm around Josh's and led him back to the kitchen. "What do you want for dinner tonight?" she asked. Once Josh had opened his mouth, she added, "And don't say pussy." Josh shut his mouth again.




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***

It turned out that Dawn was quite serious about taking Josh driving; it also turned out that she was less serious about actually teaching him to drive. She came home on Friday evening and asked Josh whether he wanted to go driving for a while, only a few minutes after she'd stepped in the door.

"You don't mind, do you, mom?" she asked Laura.

"Of course not," Laura replied. "I think it's very nice that you want to spend some time with your brother."

"Oh, I do," Dawn replied mischievously. "He's cool." She laughed as Josh narrowed his eyes menacingly at her.

"Leave him alone, Dawn," Jacquie put in.

"I just want to take him driving," Dawn replied defensively. "He might as well learn something from me, seeing as he never picked up my fashion sense."

"Mini-skirts tend not to suit me," Josh quipped.

"Oh, I don't know," said Dawn. "A bit of a wax, a nice diet…you could really pull the guys if you wanted to."

"Dawn," Laura chided her gently.

"Come on," Dawn said finally, starting towards the door with her keys. Josh sighed and followed reluctantly. Luckily, Alice was in the study doing homework so he didn't have to worry about her knowing gaze.

"Just remember," Jacquie called after them, "I don't think your insurance will cover it if you kill each other!"

Josh closed the door behind him and started down the driveway to Dawn's car. It was still light out, the days extended by the presence of summer. Sunset was possibly an hour or two off, Josh guessed. Right now, the sky was a brilliant melange of oranges and reds, as though the sun wanted to go out with a bang. Josh suspected Dawn of wanting something similar. He opened the passenger side door and hopped in beside her.

"Are you really taking me driving?" he asked sceptically.

"If you want me to," Dawn replied, buckling her seat belt and checking her hair in the rear view mirror. There was no need to, of course – it was perfect, as usual. "But there's something much more interesting that I want to do with you," she added

"You can cut the ambiguity, you know," said Josh. "It's not like I don't know what you're talking about."

"Well, you're no fun, are you," said Dawn, backing the car out of the driveway. "You weren't exactly upset about coming, though, were you?"

"At heart, I'm still a guy," Josh replied.

"Really? I'd never have guessed."

"Very funny. I thought you'd graduated past gender jokes."

"You know me, Josh," Dawn replied, "I'm all about the classics." They drove for several streets before she spoke again. "So where should we go?" she asked. "It's too bad we don't have a make-out peak or something like they do in the movies. I guess this will have to do."

Josh realised with shock that Dawn had parked outside his school, the exact same place she had last time when she had treated Josh to an early morning blowjob. The place was deserted this time, the school shut down for the day. Dawn cut the engine and immediately started scurrying between the seats into the back. "Come on," she said to Josh. He sighed and followed her. "Oh, don't pretend you don't want to," said Dawn. "I can tell you're hard already."

Josh looked down at his crotch. "How the hell can you tell that?"

"Sisterly intuition," Dawn replied with a giggle. "Now let me make that better." Her hands went straight to Josh's fly and started to unbutton it. Within moments she had his cock free of his trousers and was gripping it firmly in her fist.

"See!" she said. "He's ready and willing."

"Just because I'm hard, doesn't mean that I want you to blow me," said Josh, though it was a blatant lie. Perhaps, in a parallel universe in which the girl before him was anyone but Dawn, it may have been true, but right now he would have begged her to put her lips on his cock. Of course, he couldn't tell her that.

"Well, who else is going to suck this for you if I don't?" Dawn asked, moving her hand up and down Josh's cock.

"Jacquie did," Josh replied shortly.

Dawn looked up. "She did?" Josh nodded as Dawn began to smile. "And was it as good as when I do it?"

"I told you, Dawn, I am not going to compare you to each other."

"Don't you ever get tired of being polite?"

"Don't you ever get tired of being impolite?"

Dawn sighed in exasperation. "Well, I'm curious. Does she do anything differently?"

"She doesn't swallow," Josh replied.

"What!" Dawn said incredulously. "Why not?"

Josh shrugged. "She said she doesn't like the taste."

"Crazy girl," said Dawn, rubbing Josh's cock along her cheek. "I could live on this stuff."

"Yes, well, we're not all as flexible with our diets as you are," Josh replied somewhat unevenly, now that his cock was making contact with Dawn's gorgeous face. Her skin was like nothing he'd ever felt before.

"Have you eaten her out yet?" she inquired.

"No. But she said she wanted me to next time we're alone."

"Really?" said Dawn. "Well, then I'd better give you some practice." She tucked Josh's cock back into his underwear (to Josh's immense disappointment) and reclined back on the seat with her legs spread. She pushed her skirt down her legs and then lifted her top off, now wearing only her bra and panties – crimson, like the first pair Josh had ever seen her in.

"I thought you said I was good at it," said Josh in a slightly wounded tone.

"Yeah, but there's always room to improve," Dawn replied. "And think how much Jacquie will thank you when you do it like an expert the very first time. Come on." She beckoned him forward. Josh shifted his position until he was kneeling on the seat with his head between Dawn's legs. He slowly slid her panties down and inhaled the sweet scent of her pussy. It looked extremely edible, lips lying in perfect symmetry, hair completely absent. He still wondered how she had managed to avoid getting tan lines in the area, but he'd have to ask her that later.

"Okay," said Dawn, as though preparing to teach him algebra, "the best thing you can do is pay attention to the clit. More than anything else you want to stimulate that. But it's boring if you go straight there so you have to tease her first. Remember to lick your fingers or wet them if you're going to touch her pussy, as well." Dawn shifted her position slightly so that she was resting on her elbows. "So…maybe lick around the inside of her thighs for a while and go close to her pussy but don't touch it just yet."

Josh smiled vaguely at how strange and exhilarating it was to hear Dawn talking about Jacquie like that. She certainly wasn't afraid to cross the boundaries of taboo. He lowered his mouth and slid his tongue around the inside of her thighs as well as sucked the skin into his mouth.

"That's good," Dawn commented. "Do it like that. That's nice. Just make sure she gets wet first, okay. Once she is, you can start licking her lips and all over her pussy, but leave the clit till last." Josh moved his mouth up to Dawn's opening and did as she'd said; just as he'd done every other time he'd given her head.

"And don't stop too early!" Dawn said firmly. "If you stop before she's finished cumming, I'll kill you."

Much as Josh was curious to see Dawn burst in on him giving Jacquie head and start belting him around the ears, he nodded his assent.

"And you can do other stuff as well, don't forget," Dawn continued. "Jacquie probably likes it when you rub her tits."

Josh looked up curiously. "How would you know that?"

"Well, they are pretty big, Josh. Guys probably go straight for them every time. I used to be so jealous of her when I was growing up."

"You've always had decent sized tits," Josh pointed out.

"Yeah," said Dawn, "but I wanted them as big as hers.

"I think yours are nice," Josh replied, reaching a hand up to run it across her bra.

"Aren't you sweet," said Dawn in a sugary voice. "Now, are you gonna lick me again or do I have to do it myself?"

"How are you going to lick yourself?" Josh asked in confusion. "Not that I wouldn't want to see that."

"Just fucking lick my pussy, Josh," Dawn replied impatiently. Josh obliged and managed to elicit a few moans of pleasure from his sister.

"What about Alice's tits?" Dawn asked at length. "They're about the same size as mine. What do you think of them?"

"I told you," said Josh, blushing slightly, "I don't think about Alice like that."

"Oh, come on," Dawn replied dismissively. "I saw how red you went when she kissed you. You're even going red now! Don't tell me you don't want to rip that little dress off her and see if she really is a good girl."

"That's sick, Dawn," said Josh. Her words inevitably had an effect on him but there was no way he'd rip Alice's dress off and he didn't want to find out if she was really a ‘good girl'. She was perfect just the way she was and that's all Josh cared about.

"Maybe I should put my hair into pigtails and wear a mouldy old dress," said Dawn. "You never blush like that for me."

"You don't give me a chance to blush!" Josh protested. "You're either annoying the hell out of me or trying to get my pants off – neither of them a blush-inducing situation."

"Oh, and you really complain when I take your pants off. Poor Joshy, has to put up with his horny sister who blows him whenever he wants."

"Whenever you want," Josh corrected.

"It's the same thing," Dawn replied with a glint in her eye. "You and I aren't very different, Josh. We both want the same thing and we can both give it to each other. I don't have a problem with that."

"Neither do I," Josh replied, fearing he'd lost the thread of the conversation.

"Then what are you complaining about?" Dawn asked (quite irrationally, in Josh's opinion). He decided not to pursue it and licked her clit instead. "So are you sure you don't want to involve Valerie?" Dawn asked casually. "Because, you know, I have no problem with that."

Josh sighed irritably, frustrated that Dawn wouldn't let him finish what he was doing. "I don't think she's into girls," he replied, knowing how well the ‘not into incest' argument had gotten him last time.

"Even better," said Dawn. "It's always fun breaking someone in. Don't you want to see me making out with her? Maybe eating her pussy?"

To Josh's annoyance, his cock jumped shockingly inside his pants. "I swear to God, Dawn," he said, trying to remain rational.

"Okay, fine," Dawn said reluctantly. "God, any other guy would jump at the chance but you…"

"Well, I'm not any other guy," Josh replied crossly.

"I guess not," said Dawn. "Are you finished down there? Can you hurry up and make me cum so that we can make out."

"You want to make out?" Josh replied dubiously.

"Yeah. All that romantic loyalty crap is turning me on. So hurry up."

***

That night, Josh lay awake in bed, unable to fall asleep. He had started counting sheep but ended up counting naked Jacquies and Dawns instead. Fortunately that image didn't last long, but unfortunately, the one that replaced it was even worse, rationally speaking. No matter what he did, Josh simply couldn't stop thinking about Alice. He remembered how it had felt to have his arms around her waist and her lips touching his cheek. If he mixed all of the feelings and sensations together, he found he could come up with an extremely erotic, if inappropriate image. He rolled over to face the other wall.

It wasn't that he didn't find Alice attractive – he did – but to think of her in that way made him feel as though he were betraying her. He felt the same thing for Valerie and he would have felt it for Jacquie too if they hadn't been involved as they were. But Josh didn't think he'd feel quite as much compunction at thinking of Dawn that way, even if they weren't having sex on a regular basis. Alice, though, was different. What would she say if she knew what Josh was thinking? And what was he thinking? He certainly wasn't picturing doing with Alice the same things he was doing with Jacquie and Dawn. It was more like what he pictured doing with Valerie – the nice things, romantic things. Even that would disgust her though, surely.

God, Josh thought miserably, I'm such a mess. He rolled over again and thought of Jacquie. Nice, funny, reliable Jacquie. Thinking about his eldest sister always brought a smile to Josh's face. She was like his best friend – was his best friend. It used to be that he could tell Jacquie everything except for his concerns about sex and love and growing up as a teenage boy; but now he could even tell her about those things. He loved her more than he could possibly ever tell her, and depended on her just as much. But what would she think of him if she knew he was doing the same things with Dawn as he was doing with her? She had said she would understand but then she'd also said she liked having him to herself. And the fact that someone wanted Josh like that – desired him like that – made his heart warm with gratitude. It was entirely different to the way that Dawn wanted and desired him.

Dawn, Josh thought, rolling back over. Did he even need to think about her? She'd barely batted an eyelid when she'd found out about Jacquie, and she'd mentioned Alice more than once, not to mention Valerie. Dawn would go for anything. And yet, for some reason, she cared about Josh in a way similar to Jacquie and Alice. He found, if he looked deep enough, that he cared about her too, even loved her, like a brother. Sure she had made his life a living hell for eighteen years, but then he'd done the same to her, or at least tried to. And he'd long since realised that his childhood had been full of subconscious fantasies of her. They were complete opposites and they had the attraction to prove it.

Josh rolled over and thought of Valerie. His heart immediately began to beat faster. She was amazing – so smart and funny and kind. But if Jacquie or Alice would be horrified to learn of his expansive exploits, what would Valerie think? She would never speak to him again if she discovered his incestuous activities. It had come so naturally to Josh that the word ‘incest' hadn't even occurred to him until recently. But that's what he was doing. He was having sex with his own sisters. How could he expect anyone else to be able to live with that? He was having a hard enough time doing so on his own.

Miserably, Josh rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling. It would be better in the morning, as it always was. The night brought thoughts of betrayal and angst and hopelessness, but the day would bring peace and happiness and most likely a lot more sex. Josh smiled at the ceiling and thought about Alice again.

***



Party of Five Ch. 16



Author's Note: The way I see it, I'm either going to make a few people happy, or disappoint a lot. I thought I'd mention that I have the whole plot sketched out already, so I know what I want to happen and roughly when it will happen.

For those asking about Alice, I can say that next chapter she's in it quite a bit. She also has some time in this chapter. But she'll play a big part soon.

And there will be more depth to Dawn. I know she's been a bit of a superficial slut lately, but that's what she enjoys.

Finally, a huge thanks to everyone who has sent feedback, via either the comment system or e-mail. Your encouragement is what keeps me writing, so if there are people out there who are tempted to leave a comment or send an e-mail but haven't done so yet, please do. Leave your e-mail address as well and I'll reply. Thanks again to MaginMan for the read-through. Enjoy.

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Chapter 16

"Oh, shit!" Josh exclaimed, scrambling back on his bed. He lifted the sheets and looked down at the stains he'd made on them. "Oh, shit!" He looked around in panic, wondering if maybe Dawn was somewhere nearby or if he simply couldn't remember her coming to his room last night. But no, she hadn't. He had been alone and unable to sleep and thinking about...

"Oh, God!"

Josh leapt up quickly and stripped the sheets off his bed. He bundled them up ran to the door, opening it awkwardly before ducking out into the hallway. He hurried forward but was forced to stop when a voice spoke from in front of him.

"Hey, slow down," it said, and Josh knew it was Dawn. He moved the sheets aside to look at her. She looked as though she had just woken up. She wore a sports bra and a pair of long satin trousers – black, like Josh's. "What are you doing?" she asked with her brow furrowed curiously.

"I'm...uh...I'm...just putting my sheets in for washing," Josh replied lamely.

"Why?" Dawn inquired, looking confused. "I thought Jacquie takes them off your bed?"

"She does," said Josh, glancing nervously around the hall. "But, I...I thought I'd take them myself today – you know, give her a break."

Dawn narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Can I smell them?" she asked.

"What?" said Josh, certain he had heard wrong.

"Let me smell them," said Dawn. Without waiting for an answer, she took a step forward and inhaled a decent whiff of the bundle. She looked up with a wicked grin. "Wet dream, huh?"

"No," Josh replied crossly.

"Then why do they smell like cum?"

"I don't know," said Josh. "Probably from the last time you and I were..." He trailed off.

"It smells fresh though," said Dawn. Josh wondered how she could possibly know how fresh his semen was simply by smelling it. She couldn't, could she? "And besides," Dawn added, "you cum in my mouth or my pussy, not on your sheets."

Josh glanced even more nervously around the hallway. He turned back to Dawn with his teeth clenched. "Okay!" he conceded. "It was a wet dream. Now can you please move out of the way before someone wakes up?"

Dawn held her ground, still grinning wickedly. "So who's the lucky girl?"

"You, Dawn," Josh replied. "You're the lucky girl. Now move!"

Dawn looked at him suspiciously. "I don't believe you."

Josh grunted in frustration, wondering why he was bothering taking the rational route with her. "I don't have time for this," he hissed, brushing rudely past her.

"I can clean them for you if you like," Dawn called after him. Josh ignored her.

"Damn slutty Dawn," he muttered under his breath as he descended the stairs. "Always sticking her nose in other people's business. One of these days I swear I'll..."

"Morning, Josh."

"Aagh!" Josh jumped backwards and moved his sheets aside again. He was outside the downstairs toilet now and only a dozen or so feet from the laundry, but it looked as though Alice had just come out of the bathroom. "Alice!" he cried. "Hi!"

Alice smiled at him curiously. "Hi. What's wrong?"

"Nothing," said Josh. "Nothing's wrong. I'm just...uh...taking these sheets to the laundry."

"I thought Jacquie does that."

Josh clenched his teeth tightly together. Was he running a gauntlet or something?

"She does," he replied. "But I thought I'd do it today, to help her out."

"Well, that's nice," said Alice. "I thought you might have been getting rid of some evidence." She continued to smile at him innocently.

"Evidence?" Josh inquired, as though he couldn't imagine what she was talking about.

"Evidence," said Alice. "The kind that teenage boys usually..."

"Okay, okay!" Josh cried.

Alice giggled madly. "Sorry," she said. "I couldn't resist."

Josh aimed his bright red face down at the floor and waited until Alice had walked away, then hurtled like a cannonball into the laundry and stuffed his sheets as far down into the hamper as they would go. With that done, he straightened up and took a deep breath to compose himself. His heart rate was beginning to return to normal when Jacquie walked in.

"Hey," she said, opening the washing machine. "You're up early."

"Yeah," Josh replied, laughing nervously.

"Anything planned for today?" Jacquie inquired, reaching into the washing machine to transfer the wet clothes to a basket.

"Not really," Josh replied absently. He was glancing at the door, eager to get away and into the shower. He inched towards it.

"Are you going driving with Dawn again?"

"Huh?" said Josh, momentarily deterred from his escape. "Oh, driving. Um...I don't know. Probably not."

"How did you go last time?" Jacquie asked, straightening up with a smile. "I imagine Dawn wasn't the most patient teacher in the world."

"Oh," said Josh, laughing nervously again. "No, she wasn't."

"I think it's nice though," said Jacquie. "That she's making an effort."

Josh felt as though gravity had forgotten to exert its influence over his stomach and let it fall through the floor. The guilt lanced through him like an Arctic wind.

"Yeah," he said, "nice."

He found that he couldn't look Jacquie in the eyes any longer. He looked instead towards the door and then mumbled something about a shower before walking out glumly. He collected his clothes from his room and entered the bathroom, shutting the door behind him and sinking down to the floor with his back against it.

It was getting harder now, lying to Jacquie. Of course, he wasn't technically lying to her, but Josh was quick to dismiss that voice inside his head. He wasn't telling her the truth, and that was as good as lying. He knew as well that he wouldn't be able to do it much longer. And if he didn't tell her, then she would likely find out the hard way, and Josh didn't want that to happen.

* * *

To clear his mind on Saturday afternoon, Josh did something he very rarely ever did: homework. He sat himself down in the study, with the door shut and the curtains open, and encouraged his brain to turn to maths for the next few hours. It was difficult, but not nearly as difficult as the work itself.

Within five minutes, he was staring blankly at his notes, puzzling over the lines of figures and symbols that seem to have dissolved into an incoherent mass. He rubbed his eyes and tried to focus again, but it was no use. He put his pen down and leaned back in his chair to stare at the ceiling.

A moment later the door opened and Alice came in, knocking first of course, as Alice always did. "Hi," she said sweetly.

Josh straightened up at once. "Hi."

"Am I interrupting?" Alice asked.

"No," said Josh. "I'm just...trying not to fall asleep."

Alice smiled and came further into the room. "Maths?" she said, looking over Josh's books and papers. He nodded in reply. "Need some help?"

Josh felt his heart flood with gratitude. Alice was the only one that would have thought to offer to help him. Jacquie may have, but she had as little patience for maths as Josh did. He knew how smart Alice was though, and although she would never consent to doing the work for him, her assistance was more than welcome. "Thanks," Josh said, moving aside to make room for her. She pulled a spare chair up beside him and sat down, flipping through his notes.

"Calculus," she said, making a face.

"Do you remember any of it?"

Alice nodded. She pushed some of Josh's notes aside and pulled his textbook forward. She scanned the page quickly, said "Okay..." and began to explain. At first, Josh listened with rapt attention as she explained something that had previously seemed as incomprehensible as Japanese to him in fairly simple terms. Josh found himself muttering "Oh" and "I get it" quite often. His attention began to waver though, mainly because of Alice's proximity.

He was still thinking about what had happened before he went to sleep last night and after he woke up this morning. Alice was wearing a simple white summer dress that hugged her figure closely without appearing slutty. The difference, Josh supposed, was the cleavage; Alice displayed none whereas Dawn would have flaunted her chest quite readily. Nevertheless, the curve of Alice's breast resting on the edge of the desk was enough to make Josh light-headed. Soon, he was hard and pressed his legs together to hide it.

It was a wonder Alice didn't catch him staring at her chest or her bare arms or the curve of her neck. Several times, she asked Josh a question, and he would snap out of his trance long enough to mutter "Hmm? What?" before letting his eyes roam her body again. He scolded himself liberally, but there was no way to avoid looking at her when she was less than a foot away from him. He should be thankful for that space, Josh supposed; if her leg or arm had brushed up against him, he wasn't sure pressing his legs together would be enough to hide his desire. Only it wasn't desire, was it? Because Josh didn't desire Alice – he simply noticed things about her that any red-blooded male would notice. Almost immediately Josh felt himself swell with anger towards a faceless group of men. He wouldn't let anyone look at Alice the way he was looking at her right now.

"So do you understand?" she asked him when she had finished explaining.

"I think so," Josh replied. He had failed to catch half of it, but that left him with half more than he had understood originally.

"You think so?" Alice inquired uncertainly.

"Ah...I get most of it," said Josh.

"Well, which parts don't you get?" She always did have more patience than the rest of us, Josh mused. If Dawn had somehow gotten this far, she would have told him to figure the rest out on his own and then thrown a pencil at him. But not Alice.

Josh indicated the sections that he didn't understand, this time prying his eyes and mind away from Alice's body to listen to her explanations. Even once he had managed to do that (and it had taken considerable effort), he found himself mesmerised by the way she wrote in his book. Each time she sketched a graph she would draw the curve of the line perfectly, sliding the end of the pencil across the paper as though it was made of silk. Even the way she was holding the pencil between the ends of three of her delicate fingers was absorbing Josh's attention and giving him the urge to sigh blissfully. When at last she lifted the pencil from the paper, Josh woke from his reverie and blinked several times to clear his mind.

"Is that okay?" Alice asked him.

"Fine," Josh replied. "Thanks."

Alice smiled at him and handed him back his pencil. She patted him on the shoulder and left the room, closing the door gently behind her. Josh took a deep breath (it felt like the first since Alice had entered the room) and bent his head over the desk once more. He began another question and, even though every graph he drew reminded him of the curve of Alice's breasts, eventually managed to complete the chapter.

* * *

Being the weekend, Dawn had left around dinnertime to go out with her friends, joyriding or clubbing or whatever it was she did with them. Josh didn't even want to think about some of the possibilities. He was thankful that she was gone though; after Alice's kind assistance this afternoon, he didn't feel in the mood to indulge Dawn's fantasies, or his own for that matter.

Jacquie spent most of the afternoon in the kitchen, outdoing herself on a delectable roast, which Josh helped with a little, but not much. Alice occupied herself on the couch with a book, deeply engrossed in its pages and failing even to notice when Josh stopped in the doorway to watch her for several moments. Luckily, Jacquie didn't notice either.

When dinner was served and Josh's mother was home, they ate at the kitchen table in a comfortable silence. Jacquie, as always, asked Laura about work, who in turn asked how things were at home today. It had been a dull afternoon though, and there was nothing much to tell.

After the meal had concluded, Josh, Jacquie, and Alice carried the empty plates to the sink, though they decided to forgo the washing up for tonight. Alice and Jacquie returned to the living room to watch TV, and Josh was about to follow them, after washing his hands, when the phone rang. He dried his hands off quickly and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Hi...uh...who's this?"

"Josh," he said, frowning. "Who's this?"

"Marty," came the reply; a male voice. Josh's frown deepened. One of Dawn's paramours no doubt. "Is Alice there?" Marty asked.

Josh's frown became so deep his cheeks were in danger of falling off. "Why do you want her?" he asked suspiciously.

"I need to talk to her," Marty replied quizzically.

"About what?"

"Look, is she there or not?" Marty said, a little irritably.

Josh scowled at the phone. "Hold on," he said coldly. He covered the mouth of the receiver and called out. "Alice. Phone."

A moment later Alice walked into the kitchen. "Thanks," she said, taking the phone from Josh. It was extremely rare for her to receive phone calls, and Josh didn't think she'd ever received one from a boy before. Whoever this Marty fellow was, Josh didn't like him.

"Hello?" Alice said in her sweet voice.

There were several seconds of silence, and then Alice smiled. "Oh, hi," she said. "How are you?"

That's what she does, Josh reminded himself. She's polite. She always asks people how they are no matter how much of a tosser they may be. He stood nearby, observing Alice's conversation through narrowed eyes.

"Yeah, I did," she was saying. "Oh, that was my brother...yeah...yeah...no, that should be fine...yeah...Thursday's fine...okay...I'll see you then." And she hung up the phone.

Josh folded his arms across his chest. "Who was that?" he asked in what he hoped was a nonchalant voice.

"Hmm?" said Alice. "Oh, that was Marty. He's in my Literature class at college."

"What did he want?" Josh inquired stiffly.

"We have a project we have to do together," Alice replied. "He wanted to arrange a time to work on it."

"At his house?" Josh asked distrustfully.

"No, at the library." Alice's mouth curved into a smile. "Why are you so curious?" she asked gently.

"No reason," Josh replied dismissively. "I just thought...you know...he might be asking you out."

"Oh," said Alice, chuckling. "No. We're just working together."

Josh's entire ribcage seemed to expand with relief. He breathed easier and smiled back at Alice.

"Look at you, Mr. Protective Brother," she said, smiling broadly at him as Josh flushed. "I think Marty was scared of you."

Josh turned even redder, but Alice had already turned and walked back to the living room. Instead of following her and enduring her pleasant smiles (which could, on occasion, be worse than Dawn's smirks), he sprinted up the stairs and walked into his room.

The days were continuing to lengthen; the sun was casting its last golden rays over the horizon and through Josh's window before it set for the day. Josh paced among them, sneering with contempt at the floor.

"Hi," he said a loud in a mocking tone, "I'm Marty. I'm some desperate wanker who wants to pretend I'm doing work with your sister just so I can cop a perve and make it look like I'm smarter than I really am because she's going to do all the work and I'm just a dumb pillock whose brains would fill a thimble. And I smell like rotten cheese," Josh added. "Bastard"

* * *

It was dark by the time Josh returned downstairs for a glass of water. As he entered the kitchen, the phone rang again, and he was ready to tell Alice's study partner where he could put his homework. It wasn't Marty, however; it was Lara.

"Hi, is that Josh?" she said.

"Uh, yeah," Josh replied.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Uh, not much."

"Are you at home?"

Josh felt like pointing out that she had called his home number, but refrained. "Yeah."

"Is Dawn there?" Lara asked.

"No," said Josh, frowning, "I thought she was out with you."

"Well, she was, but we've lost her. We thought she might have gone home."

"Someone else's home probably," Josh replied with a stab of jealousy.

Lara laughed on the other end of the line. "You're so funny, Josh," she said, making Josh's brain send off warning signals. Despite her obviously coy tone, he couldn't help feeling gratified at her attention. She was outrageously gorgeous after all. "Are you staying home all night?" Lara asked him.

"Pretty much," Josh replied.

"Why don't you come out with us? You're eighteen, yeah? I can introduce you to some other friends of Dawn's."

Josh, who knew the kinds of friends Dawn was likely to have, declined. "Um, thanks, but, I think I'll stay in tonight."

"Are you sure? It'll be lots of fun, I promise." Her tone almost made Josh's resolve crumble. He could tell that 'I promise' meant something else entirely, something that only his dreams were likely to conjure. But he thought of Jacquie and of Alice and of Valerie.

"I'm sure," he said.

Lara sounded disappointed. "Oh, well, if you change your mind..." She proceeded to give Josh her phone number, which he pretended to write down. It took a fair amount of willpower not to pick up a pen. If this had happened six months ago, before he had become involved with Jacquie and Dawn, he likely would have jumped at the chance. Parties and nightclubs and strange twenty-year-olds still wouldn't have been his cup of tea, but how could he possibly have said no to a perpetually horny, bi-sexual blonde goddess? Perhaps it was best that Jacquie and Dawn had intervened when they had.

After Josh hung up the phone he was left no choice but to beat himself off furiously in his room, with images of Lara and Dawn inside his head. When he was finished, he felt tired and drained and fell asleep straight away.

* * *

It was a soft creaking that woke him several hours later. He turned his head to the side and noted the darkness outside his window, then to the other side and noted his door slowly opening. He sat up quickly and watched it cautiously. There was no light inside the room, but even so, Josh could see, once the door was open enough, that his night-time visitor was Dawn.

"Josh?" she whispered.

"What?"

Satisfied that he was awake, Dawn closed the door behind her and padded quickly but quietly into the room. She climbed up on the bed and straddled Josh's waist, her arms hanging over his shoulders. "Hey, Joshy," she said, grinning at him. "How come you're not asleep?"

"You woke me up."

"I'm sorry," said Dawn. She slid her hand down Josh's chest and onto his crotch. Josh flinched at her touch. "Want me to help you relax?"

"Dawn!" Josh chided her, glancing reflexively at the door. "It's the middle of the night."

"So?" said Dawn, with a pout. "We've done it in the middle of the night before." She was grinning at him provocatively.

"You're drunk," Josh observed.

"Only a little."

"Well," said Josh, taking her arms away from his neck, "that's a little too much. Maybe you should just go to sleep."




Party of Five Ch. 16



"I don't want to go to sleep," Dawn said petulantly. "I want to suck this." She leaned down and massaged Josh's cock through his pyjama pants. "Will you put it in my mouth?" she asked, looking up at Josh, though her eyes were lost in the darkness.

A shiver ran through Josh's body, not only because of how Dawn's hand felt on him. "Dawn," he said laboriously, "this isn't the time to be doing this."

He tried to swat her hand away, but she dug it down between his legs, forcing Josh to stifle a groan. "Come on, Joshy," she said earnestly, "don't you wanna fuck me?"

Josh swallowed hard and bit his teeth together to stop them from chattering. "Dawn," he said firmly, "no. I don't want to do anything with you while you're drunk."

"How come?" Dawn asked in a wounded tone.

"Because you probably won't even remember it," said Josh, putting his hands on her shoulders and pushing her back gently.

"So?" Dawn said. She was letting him push her off him. "You'll remember it."

"Well, I want you to remember it too," said Josh. Dawn was kneeling on the bed now, no longer straddling him, which made it easier for Josh to refuse her advances.

"So you want me to go to bed?" she asked.

"Yes."

Dawn sighed and got to her feet. "Whatever, Josh," she said, and left his room.

Josh let his head hit his pillow and sighed at the ceiling. Some things about Dawn would never change. How many guys was she out with tonight? Or girls, for that matter? And how easy it would have been for any of them to take advantage of her, assuming they weren't drunk off their faces as well. In the past, Josh had never cared what Dawn got up to on the weekends; now though, he didn't like the thought of her hanging around a bunch of randy guys without being in full possession of her senses. Perhaps Alice had been right; perhaps he was playing the protective brother. It didn't surprise him, but the fact that he felt that way towards Dawn did. It made for a restless night's sleep.

* * *

On Sunday morning, Josh woke around nine-thirty, which was only slightly later than he usually woke. He showered, dressed, and went downstairs to find the house almost deserted. Jacquie would be up by now and most likely Alice as well, though where they were Josh couldn't guess. His mother was probably still sleeping, and after he remembered what had happened last night, he wagered that Dawn was too. The urge to check on her eventually overpowered his reluctance, so he stole upstairs to her room, pushing the door open as slowly as she had pushed his open the night before.

Dawn was sleeping rather haphazardly on one side of her bed. Her sheet was hanging on the floor and only the quilt was covering her. The pillow that she was resting her head on was wedged up against the headboard, her face smothered against it. A bare arm was protruding from beneath the quilt, hanging down to the floor. Her skin looked like copper in the pale sunlight streaming in through her window. Josh took a step forward and smiled down at her sleeping form. She looked rather endearing when all her grace had fled her; usually Dawn even managed to sleep in such a way as to look elegant and alert. Now though, she looked as though someone had thrown her down carelessly and left her to sleep as she lay.

Josh stooped down to pick up her sheet and laid it over her feet, which were sticking out at the bottom of the quilt. Dawn made a sudden movement and lifted her head, looking at Josh through her hair. "Josh?" she mumbled thickly, brushing her hair aside.

"Hi," said Josh, smiling with amusement.

Dawn let her head hit the pillow again and shut her eyes. "What are you doing here?" she asked.

"I just came to see if you'd managed to make it back to your room last night."

Dawn made a rather inelegant snorting sound. "After you kicked me out, you mean?"

"I didn't kick you out," Josh replied. "You were drunk."

"So?" said Dawn. "That doesn't mean we couldn't have had sex."

Josh sighed in frustration. "Maybe not for you," he said, starting towards the door, "but it did for me."

Dawn's slender arm reached up, and she grabbed his wrist with her hand. "Wait," she said. Josh stopped and watched her roll onto her back and open her eyes, her head propped up on her pillow. Her hair was more disorganised than it had ever been, her face completely devoid of make-up, her eyes lacking their usual cunning twinkle; Josh didn't think he'd ever seen her look so beautiful.

Dawn was considering him thoughtfully. "Thanks, Josh," she said, and Josh nearly fell over.

"For what?" he asked.

"For not taking advantage of me last night," Dawn replied. "I mean, don't get me wrong – I wish you had – but I think it was nice that you chose not to."

Josh broke into a smile. "You're welcome."

"Don't do it again though," said Dawn. "If I offer to suck your cock again, just let me, okay?"

Josh chuckled. "Okay."

Dawn smiled back, though it was a shrewd, amused smile. "Come here," she said, holding her hands out. Josh hesitated, looking at her suspiciously. Dawn sighed and dropped her hands on the quilt with frustration. "I'm not going to try to fuck you," she said. "Just come here!"

Josh moved cautiously forward and knelt on the floor beside Dawn. She pulled him forward and kissed him passionately on the lips until Josh's head was buzzing. "Wow," he said, after Dawn had removed her lips from his and he was able to breathe. "That was, um..." He trailed off into breathlessness. Dawn smiled at him again and rose to her feet.

"I have to take a shower," she said, opening her closet and surveying her clothes. She selected a pink, sleeveless top and a black skirt, then closed her closet again.

"Oh, I forgot," said Josh, getting to his feet at last, "Lara called last night."

"About what?" Dawn inquired.

"She was looking for you. She said she'd lost you."

"Oh, yeah, we got split up. Did she talk to you much?"

"Er...not really."

"Did she sound like she wanted to jump your bones?" Dawn asked with a grin

In spite of all he'd been through with his prurient sister, Josh felt his cheeks redden. "Maybe a bit," he conceded.

"And you didn't take her up on her offer?"

"Of course not," Josh replied incredulously.

Dawn rolled her eyes. "Don't tell me you have that loyalty crap for me now."

Josh suddenly became very interested with a loose thread on his shirt cuff. "No, of course not," he said offhandedly. "We're not in a relationship – I know that. And we can see whoever we want. And I know you probably did last night, so..."

Josh looked up to find Dawn standing in front of him with a smile. She ran a hand over his cheek. "You're so cute," she said, in what struck Josh as a derogatory tone. He was about to recover himself and retort, but Dawn was already walking out of the room, still smiling. Josh just knew she was making her ass sway like that on purpose.

* * *

Though he wasn't sure why, Josh did his best to avoid Dawn for the rest of the day. Luckily for him, she seemed too hung over to do anything other than sit in front of the television and watch all manner of sporting shows that Josh was sure she had no interest in. Had things been as they once were, he would have been quick to capitalise on her lethargic state, perhaps asking her how many poor, unfortunate men she was able to add to her tally after the previous nights antics, and then taking advantage of her sluggish reactions to dart out of the way before she could pull out his hair. But, as it was, he merely left her to her lassitude.

It was times like these that Josh realised how significantly Dawn's mood impacted the rest of the house. When she was out, or asleep, or hung over, everything seemed eerily quiet, almost disconcertingly so. Sometimes Josh would make up for this by playing a prank on Jacquie or bugging Dawn until she finally woke up enough to wreak some havoc. Now, though, he felt just as languid as she did.

So Josh found himself sitting at the kitchen table, staring at the wall and wondering why it was called a 'wall'. He gave up quickly though, after he realised he had no knowledge of etymology. He was just about to breathe an extravagant sigh and leave the room in pursuit of more interesting endeavours when Alice wandered in, looking as bright-eyed and cheerful as she always did. Josh found himself smiling involuntarily, simply because it was impossible to frown when Alice was in the room.

"Hey, Josh," she said to him as she crossed the room and placed an empty water bottle in the sink. "What's up?"

"Nothing," Josh replied listlessly.

"You look bored."

"That would be an accurate assessment."

"Well, it's a nice day outside – do you want to go for a walk?"

"A walk?" said Josh. He took his chin off his palm and straightened up. A walk. Did he want to go for a walk? With Alice? Alone with Alice? Now that he thought about it he realised how very little time they usually spent together. They spoke often and they were on perfectly amiable terms, but...they didn't really spend much one-on-one time together. So, yes, of course Josh wanted to go walking with her. But then, it wouldn't be the most comfortable walk in the world, what with their recent topics of conversation. What if Alice spoke to him about Dawn again? Or about Jacquie? What if she—

"I could always go on my own," said Alice, looking at Josh with a curious amusement.

Josh blinked and flushed, feeling stupid. "Um, sure. That'd be nice. I'll just get my shoes." He hurried out of the room and pulled on his sneakers, then stopped briefly in the bathroom to make sure his face was no longer red and his hair tidy. When he was satisfied – or as close to satisfied as he was going to get – he returned to the kitchen and walked to the front door where Alice was waiting outside. Josh stepped out and shut the door behind him.

There had been hotter days than this this summer but not many. The sun was beating down on the streets without mercy, baking the poor, shrivelling flowers and conjuring a haze in the distance. Josh had never minded the heat, and he definitely preferred it to the bitter cold of winter, but he feared for Alice's delicate complexion, which would surely burn if she stayed out here too long. To make matters worse – or better, possibly – she was wearing her blue floral dress (Josh's favourite) which did little to protect her arms and legs. She didn't seem perturbed by the heat though, so Josh didn't say anything.

They started walking along the sidewalk, with no particular destination in mind. Alice was walking slowly, enjoying the scenery and the sights and smells of summer, looking around with a wonderfully optimistic expression, as though she couldn't have been happier. Josh matched her pace but admired the coarse grey concrete instead. Someone had to give it some attention.

After several minutes, Josh became aware of the silence between them and wondered if he ought to break it. He glanced several times at Alice, but she seemed preoccupied with the scenery, so he remained silent and continued to look at the ground. Before long, however, Alice turned away from the trees and flowers and butterflies and looked expectantly at Josh.

"So..." she said.

Josh looked up, racking his brain for something, anything, to say. "Um...nice weather," he settled for, then scolded himself so sharply that he almost missed Alice's reply.

"Yeah, it's lovely," she said, looking around again. Josh chanced a look sideways and noticed the fine sheen of sweat on her forehead and cheeks and neck. Her skin was shining like diamond in the sunlight.

"So how are things going with Valerie?" Alice asked, looking back at Josh.

"Um, good. I think."

"Are you still friends?"

"Yeah."

"Well, that's good."

"Yeah," Josh replied with a weak smile. God, he thought, why is this so awkward? I should say something else. Something funny – something witty. Like, um...like... His thoughts trailed off as he realised Alice was looking at him curiously. He stared wide-eyed at the pavement.

Alice seemed amused. "What are you thinking about?" she asked.

"Thinking about?" Josh echoed. "Nothing – I wasn't thinking about anything."

"You must have been thinking about something," said Alice.

"No – nothing. Nothing at all. Completely thought-free at the moment." Josh would have given everything he owned to know what Alice was thinking about, but he didn't tell her that. He noticed the disappointed look on her face as she turned away, and felt awful. "Actually, I..." he began.

"It's okay, Josh," Alice said, smiling. "I know you still find it hard to talk to me. It doesn't matter."

"I don't," Josh replied quickly. "Find it hard to talk to you."

Alice raised her eyebrows. "You don't?"

"No – of course not. I'm over that. Honestly."

Alice considered him for a moment, then her smile widened. She looked ahead again, and Josh dropped his eyes, both of them settling into a comfortable silence. Several minutes passed before Alice spoke.

"So were you thinking about Dawn?" she asked. Josh could feel his cheeks turning bright red. He willed them not to, but the damn things wouldn't listen. Alice saw his face and giggled, which, as always, only made Josh's blush deepen. "Sorry," she said.

Josh said nothing in reply,and they rounded the block and started back towards home. The walk back seemed to pass by a lot more quickly to Josh, until, that is, Alice started wiping the sweat from her neck and collarbone and everything began to move in slow motion. She raised her chin and wiped her palm along the underside, sighing with exhaustion. "It's so hot," she remarked. "But look at you, you're not even sweating."

I am, Josh wanted to say, just not anywhere you can see. He swallowed the thought as the house came into sight, and they hurried into its air-conditioned interior. Alice went straight to the sink for a glass of water and a damp towel. She poured a glass for Josh as well, which he accepted gratefully. He sipped it slowly, watching Alice over the top of it as she ran the moist dishtowel over her neck and face. At that moment, Alice was exciting him far more than even Dawn ever had. His breath was shallow, his palms sweaty, and his mind spinning uncontrollably. He had to do something, and fast.

"I'm, uh, going to take a shower," he said, standing up.

Alice merely nodded and poured herself another glass of water. Josh was up the stairs in five seconds and inside the bathroom in another three. He shut the door, walked to the sink and splashed copious amounts of water on his face. He was debating whether to relieve his own excitement, or to find Dawn and see if she was willing to. But, no, he didn't feel right doing anything with Dawn when he was thinking about...

"Oh, God," he said aloud, with dread. He stared horror-struck at his reflection. No, no, no, he thought. No – I'm not. I'm not thinking about...her. I'm not. I'm thinking about Dawn. Dawn's ass and Dawn's breasts and Dawn's sweaty neck. Oh, God.

Josh cast a nervous glance around the bathroom, as though he expected an ambush. He wasn't sure what to do. He couldn't relieve himself now – not now. But he had to; it would be much worse if he didn't. What do I do? he thought desperately. I have to think about something else – someone else. I—

His thoughts were cut off abruptly by the knock on the bathroom door. "Dawn?" Jacquie's voice. "Is that you? Can you hurry up; I need to use the bathroom."

Josh thought for a moment, then crossed the room and opened the door. "Josh," Jacquie said with surprise. "I thought Dawn was—" She was cut off mid-sentence as Josh yanked her forward and kissed her full on the lips. Jacquie was so surprised that she didn't kiss him back, only stared at him with wide eyes and gave a little cry of shock that was muffled against Josh's lips. Josh had shut the door and pushed her back against it; his fingers were wrapped tightly around her elbows and his body was crushing her to the door. His head was still spinning, and his heart was thumping like crazy inside his chest, but he managed to cling to the sliver of control he had and let go of his eldest sister. He took a step back and looked at her with an expression almost identical to hers.

"I'm sorry," he panted quickly. "I'm..."

Jacquie was still leaning against the door, blinking with confusion, mouth open and eyes wide. "Wow," she gasped. "That... Wow."

Josh tried and failed to speak. He wished Jacquie would close her mouth and straighten up, so that she didn't look so...violated. "Wow," she said again.

Josh looked at her with concern. "Are you... I didn't mean to... I'm sorry... I..." In response, Jacquie took hold of Josh's arms and pulled him forward, sealing his mouth with hers once more. Now it was Josh's turn to lie stiffly in her arms, staring at her with eyes wide. He recovered quickly though and shut his eyes to kiss her properly. Their arms ran around each others backs and waists and necks and tangled in their hair. Josh could smell Jacquie's perfume more than he'd ever been able to before, and it was mingled with another, more pungent aroma. He was barely aware of what was happening when he felt her fingers unzipping him. He opened his eyes and looked down, but all he saw was Jacquie's face.

She continued to kiss him as her hand slid inside his trousers and rubbed up against his cock, which had never been harder. She curled her fingers around it and gripped it tightly, making Josh gasp into her mouth. He was disappointed when Jacquie took her hand away, but the feeling vanished when he saw her take hold of her blouse and pull it up towards her head. She broke their kiss only long enough to draw the garment over her head, and then she was kissing him more fiercely than ever. One of her hands went to the left and fumbled around for the lock on the door; once it clicked the hand was on the side of Josh's face, pulling him closer.

Josh's senses were overloading, his mind dissolving into a euphoric haze. He wasn't sure what was happening or where his hands were or how many items of clothing he'd lost; he was aware only of Jacquie's lips pressed firmly against his and the touch of her hands on his body. She had made short work of the buttons on his shirt and quickly tugged it off. Her bra followed, so that her large breasts were squashed against Josh's chest. She held his face with both hands and kissed him fervently, turning Josh's knees to water.

Soon she was fumbling with the buttons on her jeans, quickly tugging them down to her knees. Her panties went down as well, as did Josh's trousers and underwear. Distantly, he realised this was only the third time he and Jacquie had made love – he also realised that he did, in fact, think of it as making love (whereas with Dawn he thought of it as raw, animalistic sex). They had never done it quite like this though; never with other people in the house and never standing up. Half of Josh's brain – what little of it was operating – worried about what might happen if one of the others were to come knocking; the other half did the equivalent of a mental Mexican Wave at the prospect of having sex.

Suddenly, Jacquie was gripping Josh's back more tightly, and she was raising a long, slender leg, back pressed against the door. Josh put a hand beneath her thigh to support her and moved closer. They were still on the same long kiss, inhaling desperately through their noses, so that they wouldn't be forced to take their lips off each other. Josh's cock was suspended before Jacquie's pussy, hungry for its touch. He realised, oddly, that even now, there was still the tiny voice inside his head that mentioned 'sister' and 'incest' and 'wrong', only now that voice excited him rather than frightened him.




Party of Five Ch. 16



Jacquie seemed just as eager for the penetration as Josh did; she gripped his cock in her hand and pulled it towards her opening. Josh was forced to take his lips off hers and look down to get his bearings. He remembered, immediately, that he hadn't seen Jacquie's naked pussy before either. He had time only to register the fact that it was gorgeous.

They were both staring down at their genitals, heads bent together. Josh renewed his hold on Jacquie's leg and slowly pushed himself inside her. Jacquie raised her head and leant it back against the door, sighing as Josh slid inside her.

"God," she said, and then laughed. She looked at Josh and grinned, her eyes bright. "What are we doing?"

"Having sex, I think," Josh replied as he slid home. He looked up at Jacquie and began to move his cock in and out of her, relishing the way her body jolted back and forth with every thrust. She continued to smile at him, palms flat on the door behind her. Occasionally, she would look down to see their bodies moving together or raise her arms and put them around Josh's neck. Josh was so far gone by then that he wouldn't have noticed if the room had collapsed around them. He was savouring every delightful sensation that ran through his body and that he hoped was running through Jacquie's.

Their heights were so perfectly matched that their eyes were always on a level, and being as close as they were, it was easy to look into one another's and see the love and lust and laughter inside them. Jacquie permitted herself a soft moan and ran a hand into Josh's hair. After that, she seemed to permanently adopt the head-against-the-door position and closed her eyes while Josh held her tight and continued his steady rhythm. Soon he was burning with a ridiculous amount of pleasure, and he knew he wasn't far from cumming. Fortunately, Jacquie seemed to be approaching her climax too. She opened her eyes and began to breathe faster, pulling Josh forward despite the fact that he couldn't move any closer.

The orgasm rose like a spring tide inside Josh's body. He quickly remembered that he couldn't cum inside Jacquie and managed to pull his cock out just in time. Jacquie groaned with disappointment, but it quickly turned into a groan of pleasure as her own orgasm consumed her. Josh pushed himself against her, flattening his cock between their bellies, and started to cum. He screwed his eyes shut and let his mouth hang open as he squirted his cum onto Jacquie's stomach and some onto his own. He pushed his cock against her fiercely, forcing out every last bit of the white liquid. Jacquie looked almost in tears as she muffled her cries. Once her head had cleared enough, she ran her hands up and down Josh's back to enhance his orgasm and encourage him to cum some more. Josh had, however, already emptied a huge amount of it onto Jacquie's belly. He took a wobbly step back and looked down at her stomach. Jacquie smiled at him.

"Yikes," she said. She reached for a tissue on the bench and wiped the cum off her skin, then discarded the tissue in the bin. Josh was in awe of her naked form, so stunningly beautiful it was. He cleaned his own belly and bent down to retrieve his clothes. They dressed together, slowly and comfortably. Once Jacquie had pulled on her top and run a hand through her hair she looked at Josh curiously. "So that was...a bit different."

"Sorry," said Josh. "I didn't mean to be so forceful."

"You weren't forceful," said Jacquie. "Well, apart from the yanking me into the bathroom and kissing me bit. But I liked that. In fact, I liked all of this. You really know how to surprise me, don't you?" She sauntered over to Josh and looped her hands around his neck, kissing him softly on the lips. "You still owe me some head though. Don't forget."

"I won't," Josh replied.

* * * 

After his frolics in the bathroom with Jacquie, Josh felt far more clear-headed and rational, which was fortunate because he had to deal with Dawn. She had shaken off the last dregs of her hangover and slipped back into her usual wicked self as easily as she slipped into one of her miniskirts.

Jacquie was bustling around in the kitchen as usual, and Alice was in the living room watching television, so Josh retreated to the study and sat down in front of his homework. He didn't really have any intention of doing any of it, but he felt less guilty if he was at least looking at it. That was when Dawn came in, slipping through the half-open door like a graceful cat and then plopping herself down on Josh's lap.

"Dawn, what are you doing?"

"I'm just..." she began, and then looked down. "Hey," she said disappointedly, wriggling her ass around on Josh's crotch, "you're soft."

"So?" said Josh.

"So...why?"

"What do you mean 'why'?"

"Why are you soft? Did you jack off?"

"No!"

Dawn looked at him with disbelief, her eyes extremely close to his. Suddenly, they widened. "You fucked Jacquie, didn't you?"

Josh looked nervously at the door and then rounded on Dawn, his voice full of rage. "Will you keep it down!"

"That's no fair," said Dawn. "You always go on about not fucking me when the others are in the house, but you don't have a problem fucking Jacquie, do you?"

"I... It wasn't... It was just a spur of the moment thing," Josh stammered.

"Well, why can't we have a 'spur of the moment thing'?" Dawn demanded.

"We do," said Josh, irritated. "All the time."

"Oh, yeah? When?"

"The other week," said Josh. "In here. Remember?"

Dawn twisted her lips and looked at Josh as if he were crazy. "That?" she said. "I just rubbed your cock. Through your pants."

"So?"

"So that's no fun."

"It's not supposed to be f..." Josh began, then registered the look on Dawn's face and changed tack. "Okay...maybe it is, but...it's not like I planned it with Jacquie. I was just..."

"Horny?"

Suddenly, Josh was very annoyed. "Yes!" he said sharply. "So what if I was? You're not the only one that I...do those things with. You think I'm just going to forget about Jacquie to satisfy your needs?"

"No," said Dawn, looking slightly sheepish. "I don't want you to do that."

"Then what do you want?"

"I'm just pissed off that you fucked Jacquie when there were others in the house, but you won't fuck me."

"I told you," said Josh, "it was a once-off thing. It won't happen again."

Dawn pouted. "Can't we make it a twice-off thing?"

"No!" Josh replied vehemently. "N – O. Now get off my lap."

Dawn narrowed her eyes and slid lithely off Josh's lap. "Fine," she said petulantly. "But the next time you come looking for relief, maybe I won't give it to you."

"Yes, you will," said Josh.

Dawn looked at him silently for a moment; then her expression erupted into a fierce glare. "Fuck you," she said, and stormed out. Josh grinned to himself and leaned back in his seat. Still got it, he thought haughtily, and then fell off his chair.

* * *

Dawn stayed angry for several days afterwards, glaring at Josh whenever he walked past with narrowed eyes and curled lips. Usually, when she was angry with him, she couldn't keep her tongue still, and she did nothing but spout pointed insults at him all day, sometimes accompanying them with a humiliating prank. Now, though, she said nothing. It was a while before Josh began to suspect that she was having some sort of withdrawal symptoms. He himself was amassing those bothersome hormones, seeing as he hadn't gotten off all week. It was nice, in a way, to not have to worry about it, but in another far more significant way, it was torture, and he craved release. He tried to keep it off his face though, lest Dawn see it there and turn the tables on him. Over the years they had experienced all kinds of silence between them – awkward, tense, bitter, enraged – but now it seemed to be a horny kind of silence. They would walk into a room at the same time and find themselves staring at each other with a mixture of fury and desire, both emotions fighting desperately for supremacy. So far, fury had always won, but Josh didn't think it would stay that way.

He plain refused to get himself off, because if he did he knew he would think of Dawn, and he was still angry with her, more because she was angry with him than because he had anything to be upset about. He considered asking Jacquie for an encore, but he didn't feel right using her for simple release, especially when all he could think about was Dawn.

The wily minx had pulled out all the stops to try and best Josh in their little game of sexual poker. They both bluffed a calm, unruffled exterior, but Dawn seemed determined to see Josh fold; her skirts became shorter, her hairstyles younger, and her cleavage more prevalent than ever. She cavorted around the house in a sports bra, made sure to stretch her bare legs out on the sofa when she lay down, and she even left her bikini on when she returned from the beach with her friends. All in all, Josh was ready to explode in a shower of hormones and suppressed cum. He'd never been hornier in his life.

He could see something similar in Dawn's eyes though, and that alone kept him from falling to his knees and begging her to touch him. If anything, she looked worse off than he did. Josh wasn't sure why she couldn't just step outside for a minute, shake her ass and conjure a handsome guy to sate her urges. He could only suppose that the taboo of incest was what she wanted. Well, she can bloody well have it, Josh's brain would say, and then send messages to his legs to start moving towards Dawn. He would dig his nails into his palms and stop himself though, then quickly look away when Dawn's eyes fell on him. Those green, leaf-coloured eyes, flecked with gold that drew him forward like a puppet on a string. Oh, he just wanted to...

No! Josh chastised himself. I won't do it. I'm a sensible, rational human being, and I won't be manipulated by her, no matter how good she looks or how incredible, inhumanly tight her ass is and those breasts, oh, God, I could suck on them all...

At that moment, Josh staggered to his feet and hurried out of the room. He sought shelter in the bathroom, slammed the door behind him, and breathed deeply in front of the mirror. He splashed one, two, seven lots of cold – ice cold – water on his face, and then dried it with a towel and straightened up. His hand gravitated naturally towards his cock, but he slapped it away with the other hand. He couldn't do that – he had even more reason not to now. Now it was almost a contest, to see who could go the longest without seeking relief. He'd know it if Dawn had, and she'd know it if he had – of course she would – so he couldn't touch himself at all, no matter how badly he wanted – needed – to. He would just have to sit it out like a real man and wait for Dawn to cave. And she would. She had to.

* * *

She didn't. The days passed by and turned into weeks and Josh was going out of his mind! Everywhere he looked, he was reminded of either sex or Dawn: the prickly bush in the garden that she had once pushed him into; the buxom weather girl on television; the black mark on the wall where Josh had ducked the shoe Dawn had thrown at him for feeding her face cream to the neighbours' dog; the little giraffe figurine on the mantelpiece, which, if he squinted, kind of looked like Dawn. Didn't it?

It was becoming increasingly hard not to touch himself, and he had woken up more than once with his hand rubbing his cock. If he could somehow make himself have another wet dream, then he'd be able to relieve himself without actually relieving himself – it would be a default, and he could explain that to Dawn and then they could go to the beach and have hot, wild, mammalian sex in the sand for forty-eight hours straight. But the wet dreams didn't come, and neither did Josh.

He was positive that Dawn hadn't relieved herself yet – he could see the animal lust in her eyes whenever she looked at him. He was quite taken aback that anyone could desire him that much, but in her current state, he suspected she'd desire a reasonably splinter-free tree-branch if she could. He wondered if it would be cheating on her part to find release in Lara instead, because then she wouldn't actually be having sex she'd just be... Josh stopped dead before his mind began to implode.

Wednesday afternoon was the worst; Jacquie and Alice were out, Laura was at work, and he and Dawn were home alone. Alone! his mind screamed at him. Alone, you stupid bloody moron! Just grab her, tear off her clothes and PUT IT IN! He ignored the voice, however, which beat its furious fists on the door to his brain.

Josh was so highly strung by now that he shook involuntarily when Dawn was in the room and moved in an almost erratic fashion. He felt like what a caffeine addict must feel like. Only, he couldn't settle for decaffeinated Dawn if he wanted to.

He was sitting at the kitchen table after school, trying to learn how to meditate or at least attain Nirvana, when Dawn walked in...and stopped dead in the doorway. They looked at each other like opponents across a battlefield. It was the first time they had been alone together in weeks, so Dawn, apparently, saw the need for conversation.

"Hi," she said stiffly.

"Hi," Josh replied, his heart thumping painfully against his ribcage. The voice was back and it was screaming like mad inside his head. Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her, fuck her, fuck her!

Shut up! Josh reproached it.

"So," Dawn continued, "you're, ah, you're home early today."

"Yeah," said Josh. "Home early."

"That's good. Because...it's hot outside."

"Oh...yeah. Really hot. Really, really hot."

"Really hot," Dawn echoed, biting her lip and staring at Josh as a starving dog might stare at a plate of meat. He could see the muscles working in her throat as she swallowed. Swallowed... he thought numbly.

"I was, ah..." Dawn pointed behind her, in the general direction of the stairs, "going to take a bath."

"A bath?" said Josh. His mind was filled instantly with images of Dawn lying naked in the bath, wet and soapy and ready to be pleasured. His hands began to sweat. "I was...planning to take a shower," he said at length. Dawn's eyes lit up straight away.

"Really?" she said. "A shower. Well...you can go first...if you want to."

"No, you go," said Josh. "I'll wait."

"Are you sure? I'll wait if you like."

"No, it's fine," Josh persisted. "You go. You look hotter than I do. You're all...sweaty."

His eyes raked the sheen of sweat along her neck, her collarbones, the V of skin between her breasts. Sweaty... he thought.

"But...you're sweaty, too," Dawn pointed out. "All...sweaty and..." Her breathing was shallow now, her eyes refusing to blink. "...and...hot. You probably want to...get out of your clothes and...and..." Something in her eyes melted and suddenly she was running forward and Josh had leapt to his feet to as well. The chair leg caught his ankle but he kicked it away and ran towards Dawn. They met halfway and grabbed each other around the neck, waist, back – anywhere there was room. Dawn's lips were on his in a second, smothering them to the point where it was painful – but he didn't care. He grabbed hold of her blouse and tugged it free of her skirt, then ran his hands up her back. Dawn was planting kisses all over his face and fumbling around with his fly. Josh had never seen her fumble with anything before.

"Not...here," he mumbled against her lips.

Dawn moaned into his mouth, and they shuffled awkwardly towards the stairs. They fell onto the first step and used the wall to pull themselves back up, then staggered sideways up the stairs, still kissing like mad.

They made it Dawn's room, which was closer, and after kicking the door shut behind them, Dawn slammed Josh up against it and slid her hands underneath his shirt. She didn't bother with the buttons, but pulled it over his head instead. Josh did the same to her blouse and then tried to unfasten her bra. He tried several times but he couldn't get it, so Dawn reached around her back, lips still on his, and did it for him. She slid it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, then smothered her breasts against Josh's chest. Her breath was coming in deep exhalations through her nose, which were louder even than the creaking of the door on its hinges. It was almost exactly the same situation he had been in with Jacquie several weeks before. But he wasn't thinking about Jacquie at all right now.

Dawn was like a wild animal. She kissed every part of Josh's face, neck, and chest that she could find, rubbed her breasts and face against him, forced him back against the wall whenever he took a step forward. She returned to his mouth at length and kissed him fiercely.

"You asshole," she mumbled between her kisses. "You – should have – done this – earlier."

"Why couldn't you?" Josh asked, the words spoken against her neck.

Dawn wrapped her arms around his head and let him nuzzle her neck. "I never lose, Josh," she said.

"You didn't win either."

Dawn groaned. "Would you shut the fuck up and kiss me." Josh leaned back and kissed her lips again, tasting the sweat and saliva and the hair that was caught between their mouths. Most of Dawn's hair was plastered to her face by the sweat; her whole body was slick with it.

Her hand found its way to Josh's cock, as it always did. "I'm gonna stick this so far down my mouth," she said, and dropped to her knees with a thud. She unzipped the rest of Josh's fly and yanked his pants and underwear down to his ankles. She let out a shaky breath when she saw his cock and grinned wickedly. Josh was almost frightened by the look on her face. She put her hands around the back of him and held onto his ass, then pulled him forward and drove him deep into her mouth.

He was in heaven. He was experiencing complete and utter bliss. Oh, God, how he'd missed this. It was like the first time again. The wait, the absence...it had all been worth it. Dawn was sucking on his cock with complete abandon; she couldn't have done it with more enthusiasm if her life had depended on it. Her saliva wasn't only on Josh's cock but on his belly and his thighs as well, though he had no idea how it had gotten there.

She was deepthroating him, he could see; every last inch of his cock was buried inside her mouth. It wasn't just a fleeting technique this time; she was leaving it that deep permanently. She moved her head back and forth, but it always went back in that deep. Josh leaned his head back and closed his eyes with a sigh. He wanted to enjoy the sight though, so he opened his eyes again and looked down at Dawn's brunette-blonde head, bobbing back and forth in front of his crotch. He would never get used to this sight, as long as he lived. He would never get used to the fact that that was Dawn, his bitter enemy and sister, who had, at one point, abhorred touching even his hand. Now she was sucking his cock and moaning about it.

When she took her mouth away, Josh's cock was coated with more saliva than he'd ever seen in his life. Several strings of it were connecting his cock to Dawn's lips – which she was careful not to break – and more of it was dribbling down her chin. She looked up at him with a wicked smile.

"Isn't this better than fighting?" she said.

"Much," Josh croaked.

Dawn looked down again and pumped Josh's cock with her hand. "Mmm." It made the same sound that Josh had often heard in the porn he used to watch on the Internet – a kind of squelching sound. Dawn didn't keep it up for long though and soon her mouth was buried over his cock again.

Josh gasped and felt that he should warn her. "You know...if you keep this up I'm going to cum really soon."





Party of Five Ch. 17



Author's Note: Okay, I know this one took a while, and, unfortunately, it looks like the next one will too. But they're the longest chapters yet so hopefully that will keep people satisfied. Once again, a huge thanks to everyone who has left a comment, voted or sent me an e-mail. To say I'm overwhelmed by the reaction to the story would be an enormous understatement. I'm extremely grateful for all the feedback though, so keep it coming. Also grateful to MaginMan for the editing. So, enjoy.

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Chapter 17

Josh had had plenty of 'quickies' with Dawn over the last few months, but never any with Jacquie. Until, that is, one Wednesday afternoon when he found himself, of all places, inside the pantry, clutching Jacquie's shadowy form and trying to find her opening. As she had been quick to remind him, Alice would be home in less than twenty minutes, and as she had also been quick to remind him, she was extremely horny. Of course, that wasn't a problem for Josh, as he could slip into a horny mood like a wetsuit. Apparently, the 'Dawn' genes were currently activated in Jacquie's body; she had suggested they do the deed in the pantry, because it was the closest room with a door, and it would be, as she said, quite naughty.

So now they were down among the packets of food, squinting in the darkness and trying to lock their bodies together desperately. For some reason, Jacquie was muffling an inordinate amount of giggles, and Josh, who found them contagious, was laughing along with her. He tried to make his voice serious.

"Jacquie!" he chided her softly, grinning at her darkened face. 

"Come on, hurry up," she laughed.

"I'm trying," said Josh. "I can't find your pussy."

"Here," Jacquie said. She grabbed Josh's cock and guided it to her opening, where it slotted inside perfectly, wet as she was. She giggled like mad and clutched him tightly while he quickly started to fuck her.

"Would you stop laughing," Josh said, though he was laughing himself.

"Shh!" Jacquie reproached him. "Alice will be back any minute."

"Where am I going to cum?" Josh asked her.

"In the spaghetti packet?" Jacquie ventured, then dissolved into giggles again.

"Bloody hell," said Josh. "I can't see a thing."

"You don't need to see," Jacquie said. "Just use the force." And again, more laughter. 

Josh groaned in frustration. "You're not helping."

"Not trying to."

"Well, then maybe I shouldn't help you."

Jacquie gasped and tightened her grip on his arms. "Don't you dare," she said. "You're not leaving until I cum."

"Well, maybe if you'd set a better mood..."

"What mood would you like? Should I do my Barry White impersonation?"

"Please, God, no."

Jacquie giggled insanely. To stop her, Josh reached out blindly with his lips, where he thought her mouth might be, and once he found it, sealed it with his own. Jacquie laughed harder than ever, but at least it was muffled by Josh's mouth. She was shaking against him, which was producing a curious sensation in his cock. Unfortunately, he wasn't able to keep his mouth on hers for long, as the position was somewhat awkward and he couldn't concentrate with the building pleasure in his balls.

"I should have just given you head," he said.

"Cock now, head later," Jacquie replied.

"Are you sure you didn't knock back a bottle of whisky this afternoon?"

Jacquie's only reply was to laugh again. She's insane, Josh thought, not for the first time. The laughter eventually died away though and was replaced by several long and euphoric moans. Now Jacquie's grip on his back was hard and possessive, and her hips were moving up against him, pulling him further inside her. "Yes, Josh," she whispered. "Oh, God, fuck me." She continued to whisper erotic encouragement into his ear as he climbed the hills of orgasm.

Luckily, Jacquie came first, and Josh was able to grit his teeth and hold on until she was finished. "Oh, my God, Josh, that was fantastic." She kissed him several times on his face. "Oh, I love you so much."

"Ah...little help here," he choked out.

"Oh, right," said Jacquie. "The cum. Here – do it in my hands."

"In your hands!?"

"Well, there's nowhere else. I'll just carry it to the bathroom."

"That's not going to work."

"Yes, it will," Jacquie assured him. "I can just...oh, no, wait...here," she reached out for something on the floor, "do it in my panties."

"Your panties!?"

"Yeah, I can wash them."

Josh had neither the energy nor the time to ask any more questions, so he grabbed Jacquie's panties, draped them over the end of his cock and mashed it against her pussy. She ran her fingertips gently up and down his arms and whispered soft words to him while he came. And he came quite a lot, considering the two encounters he'd had only last week.

When he was finished, he let Jacquie take her panties and rose to his feet to pull on his clothes. Then he held the panties for her while she donned her own. He pushed the door open to allow a sliver of light inside, so that Jacquie could see. He also checked to make sure none of his cum had dripped onto the floor. Once Jacquie was fully clothed, he peered around the door, announced that the coast was clear and slipped outside, Jacquie following close behind.

No sooner had they shut the door than they heard a "Hi" from the other end of the room and saw Alice coming into the kitchen. Josh's heart missed several beats and then thumped extra fast to make up for them. Beside him, Jacquie's eyes went wide, and she quickly stuffed her cum-soaked panties into her pocket. As soon as she did, she cringed. She'd be washing more than just the panties now.

"Hi!" Jacquie said loudly, to cover up the guilt, Josh supposed. "How are you?"

"I'm good," Alice replied. She was looking at them curiously, and Josh was quite sure she knew what she'd just walked in on.

"That's good," said Jacquie. "I was...uh...just going to do some washing. I should get to it."

Alice smiled as Jacquie hurried out of the room, hand over her pocket. Josh attempted to bore holes through her back with his eyes; she had just run out and left him here alone. What if Alice asked questions? What would he say? Alice had watched Jacquie leave too, and now she turned back to Josh with a smile.

"Did I...um...interrupt anything?"

Josh was overcome by a very horrible sinking feeling. "No. No, of course not. We were just...um...we were cleaning up the pantry. Organising some stuff, sweeping, that kind of thing."

"Oh," said Alice, still smiling. Josh was almost positive she didn't believe him. She chose not to pursue it though. "Well, I'm going to take a shower," she said, and walked upstairs. Josh heaved a sigh of relief and then started off towards the laundry, where he would find and kill Jacquie.

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The task of hiding his incestuous antics from his sisters and his mother, was taking its toll on Josh. It was a difficult job in the first place, but once you factored in Dawn's unwavering sexual zeal, it became close to impossible. Did she care that the phone was ringing behind Josh while she impaled herself on his cock? Or that their mother was waving at him from the driveway while, in his room, Dawn was on her knees sucking his cock beneath the window? No, of course she didn't. Consequences weren't worth Dawn's attention apparently.

Although Alice knew of Josh's activities with both Jacquie and Dawn, he still didn't feel comfortable talking about them with her or giving her any sort of hints that she'd just walked in on them. That was why he was hiding in his room on a Saturday evening, avoiding the first floor of the house like a smelly, disgusting, poisonous fungus.

Dawn had left for the night and most likely wouldn't return until early in the morning; and Jacquie and Laura had left in the afternoon for Aunt Beth's house to see her new baby. Alice was working tomorrow, so she had remained behind, and Josh didn't particularly want to spend two and a half hours in the car with Jacquie and his mother. A few months ago he would have eschewed the idea of spending it even with Jacquie only, though now he would have jumped at the chance. As it was though, he was alone, with Alice, and in need of a Valium or something.

He knew he would have to go downstairs soon, but he was putting it off for as long as he could. If it had been Jacquie or Dawn that had stayed home with him, he'd be down there in a flash and tearing their clothes off in another flash. But he was apprehensive about spending the night alone with Alice, with no one else to draw his attention or engage her in conversation. There was no Jacquie to poke fun at now and no Dawn to chase around the living room. He was on his own...and he was terrified.

When he finally did muster up the courage (which took a little over an hour), he descended the stairs like a man walking to his execution. He rather thought he'd prefer a hanging or a quick beheading to what he was being faced with now. Dawn would have done that for him.

He found Alice in the living room, which was lit only by the blue light from the television. She was sitting with one of her legs pulled up to her chest, the other lying underneath her. She was resting her chin on her knee, arms wrapped around her leg. Josh's heart leapt inside his chest as he approached. He felt like he was intruding; walking into the garden of one of those Greek goddesses who no mortal was supposed to lay eyes on. She looked the part too; skin glowing like pale ivory in the half-light, eyes flickering with the images on the television. Josh's stomach was doing some sort of crazy dance inside his chest, which succeeded only in tying itself into knots.

He took another step forward and Alice looked up. She smiled warmly at him. "Hi," she said.

"Hi," Josh replied, his voice breaking. Alice either didn't notice or chose to spare his feelings.

"I thought you might have fallen asleep," she said. Josh smiled in reply and settled down on one of the armchairs. "Are you hungry?" Alice asked him. "There's some soup there if you want it."

"No, thanks," Josh replied. He turned his attention towards the television, though what was on it he had no idea. They settled into an anxious silence, though Josh hoped it was only he that felt that way, and that Alice was quite comfortable. He observed her out of the corner of his eye and smiled to himself when he saw the little curve to her lips. Even when she was doing something as mundane as watching TV, she still smiled. She was like Valerie in that way – once Josh caught sight of her smile, he felt as though everything would be all right.

Soon, Josh was feeling incredibly stupid for sitting so far away from Alice. He felt as though she was aware of it and began pumping himself up to move. It took him a while, but eventually he stood up as casually as he could and sat down on the other end of the three-seater that she was on. Alice merely looked up and smiled, then turned back to the TV.

Josh's heart rate was climbing steadily now, his hands sweating to an insane degree. They seemed to be jettisoning as much weight as they could so that they could forget about Josh's scruples and float up around Alice's waist. Josh realised suddenly that that's what he was thinking and gave his brain the mental equivalent of fifty lashings.

It was not just the show on the television that he had tuned out now, but the rest of the world; now it was only a small sofa in the middle of nowhere with he and Alice sitting on it. He chanced a look sideways and felt his heart swell up like a balloon. She was so beautiful! Amazingly, stunningly, extraordinarily beautiful. Josh had never, ever seen anything so pretty in his life. She was like a jewel, like a songbird, like a flower-filled meadow that he could gaze at all day and night. If Josh's conscience had eyes, it would have rolled them.

He was more aware of her presence than he'd ever been of anyone's in his life. The soft curve of her jaw, the honey-coloured ponytail that hung down her back, the dim line of her calf. She was like an engraving, etched in shadow and marble and a faint blue light. He would never have taken his eyes off her were it not for the advertisement on TV. His eyes were drawn to the writhing and twisting women, all of who seemed to want Josh to call them, call them now. Alice was moving beside him. "Oops," she said, reaching out for the remote, "I think I'd better change the channel."

"No, no," said Josh. "This is fine."

Alice giggled and picked up the remote from the coffee table, so Josh pounced. Okay, so he didn't have to pounce, exactly, but what was the point of doing something if you were only going to do it halfway? His hands were drawn to her sides like a moth to a flame, and his brain told him he'd suffer the same fate if he touched her. He was already burning up as it was.

That didn't stop him though. Alice saw him coming at her and squealed with laughter. "No, Josh, please. Please, no." She twisted away from him and held the remote out behind her. Josh seized her, though, and started tickling her sides without mercy. She squealed even louder and twisted and squirmed and wriggled in an attempt to free herself.

Josh's heart was thumping in his chest, beating a loud tattoo against his ribs. And his stomach was so warm. He felt like he had swallowed hot syrup. He grinned down at Alice as she broke into peals of unrestrained laughter and screwed her eyes up tight. She arched her back and then slid down the couch, effectively putting Josh...on top of her, he realised with dread. He had stopped tickling her now, and it took Alice a moment to realise that he had. She finally stopped laughing and opened her eyes, which were glowing brilliantly in the semi-darkness. She looked up at Josh with a smile, which he was unable to return.

He was staring down at her – and he was staring – as though he couldn't quite believe she was there. He couldn't take his eyes off her; even threatened with torture or maiming or live fire ants he wouldn't have been able to take them away. Alice was looking back at him with a small smile, searching his face with her eyes.

"Josh," she said softly. "You can get off me now."

Josh opened his mouth and struggled to find his voice. "Do I have to?"

Oh, God, he thought immediately. Oh, God. I didn't say that. I did not say that. A thousand different thoughts rushed through his brain, all of them bad, most of them terrible. How could he have said that? What would she think of him? The agony he felt was beyond description, but then, so was the relief when Alice finally smiled at him.

"No," she whispered.

And that one word sent sparks of shock and pleasure through Josh's nervous system. He wasn't sure he'd heard right. He was dreaming. He was having some stupid dream, and in reality, he was really lying next to Dawn or Jacquie or an empty space and this wasn't happening. Alice was still smiling at him though, a small, timid smile but a smile nonetheless.

"No?" Josh asked incredulously.

Alice shook her head. "No."

She shifted her position so that Josh could lie down behind her, both of them facing the television. He was intensely hard, but for the first time ever, he wasn't aware of it at all. The blood supply was there but the hormones didn't seem to be. Or, if they were, he was ignoring them. He looked down at Alice with his jaw hanging open, then slowly lay down beside her.

Alice took one of his arms and pulled it over the top of her waist, and Josh, abandoning all reason and guilt, slid his other arm beneath her so that he was holding her around the waist. Alice settled back against him and pillowed her head on her hands to watch the television. Only she was watching it though – Josh still couldn't take his eyes off her.

There was a current of joy and fear and love running through his body and it shook him from head to toe. He quivered slightly against Alice, but she seemed not to notice. She was watching the TV still, smiling slightly and resting delicately in Josh's arms.

They spent close to half an hour lying like that, and not once did Josh take his eyes off her. He could have watched her for years and never gotten bored of the sight. Eventually, Alice adjusted her position and took one of Josh's hands in her own. She held it to her chest like a child might hold a favourite toy, then closed her eyes and fell asleep. Josh, though, stayed awake all night.

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Watching Jacquie and Dawn wake up had been wonderful, but watching Alice wake up was like being accosted by an army of fluffy pink bunnies, each of them dipped in honey and sugar and everything sweet. She made soft little noises as she stirred and then finally her eyes fluttered open. She looked around for a moment and then turned her head around to see Josh. His heart flipped over, then flipped over again, then had a series of crazy spasms.

For a long while she just looked at him, her eyes searching his face and her lips slightly parted. At length, she smiled, and lowered her gaze shyly. Josh smiled back and moved a strand of hair away from her face.

"Hi," Alice said.

"Hi."

She looked down at Josh's arms and then back up, apparently with nothing to say. So she turned back around instead and closed her eyes again, smiling this time. Josh sighed pleasantly and settled his head against her shoulder, closing his own eyes at last.

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He woke some time later with the sun streaming in through the kitchen. It was warm, but not unbearably so. Alice had turned around to face him and was smiling at him, her face extraordinarily close to his.

"We should get up," she said.

"Mm-hmm," Josh replied, and held her tighter.

She giggled softly and snuggled closer to him. Another half-hour passed before Alice decided that it was really time to get up. She eased herself away from Josh and stood up, smoothing her dress down.

"I...um...I'm going to take a shower," she said and then left the room.

Josh fell onto his back and stared at the ceiling, his arms feeling strangely empty and cold. He wasn't sure what to make of this just yet; all he knew was that last night was as pleasant as anything he'd ever done with Jacquie or Dawn. He raised himself into a sitting position and leant on his arms as though he was about to get up, though he stayed like that until Alice returned. She had changed into another dress and brushed her hair and now she was smiling nervously at Josh. This was how he'd seen her in public, with other people.

"Um...are you okay?" she asked.

"I'm fine," Josh replied.

Alice's smile widened. "Okay," she said. "Well, I'll make breakfast." She went into the kitchen and a moment later Josh was climbing the stairs, walking slowly and blissfully. He showered for a long while, his limbs and muscles feeling looser than they ever had. Every part of him felt looser – his mind, his body, his knotted stomach. He couldn't have felt better if he'd just received a shiatsu massage.

When he returned downstairs, Alice was setting two plates of bacon and eggs on the table. Josh took a seat and inhaled the mouth-watering aroma. Alice finished at the stove and sat down opposite him. They looked at each other nervously and then ate in silence.

Alice had to work in the morning, so after she'd finished breakfast she collected her things and left Josh alone in the house, though not before she asked him if he was okay again.

"I'm all right," he said. "Really. I'm great."

Alice smiled at him and – to Josh's immense pleasure – kissed him lightly on the cheek. "I'll see you this afternoon," she said, and left.

Josh almost collapsed with joy right there, but he managed to drag himself to his bedroom first and collapse there instead. He fell onto his bed like a starfish and looked at the ceiling, which acted like a canvas on which the images of last night were displayed over and over. He saw Alice's sleeping form, her soft cheek pale in the blue light as he stroked it gently. He'd never felt anything so soft before. He'd made sure, though, that he kept absolutely still so that he wouldn't wake her. She had slept so peacefully.




Party of Five Ch. 17



It was Josh's turn to sleep now, and sleep he did, for several hours. When he woke up late in the afternoon, he heard more than one voice downstairs. It sounded as though Jacquie, Dawn and his mother were all home, along with Alice. It took him a while to wake up fully, as it always did when he slept during the day. He padded into the bathroom and washed his face first before returning downstairs.

He was right about everyone being home. Jacquie was already starting on dinner, Laura was apparently making some calls in the study, the TV was on the living room so Josh supposed Dawn was in there, and Alice was...in the kitchen with Jacquie. She looked up at his arrival and, though her expression remained blank for a second, smiled at him. Josh smiled back awkwardly and sat down at the table. Jacquie noticed him and turned around.

"You're awake," she said. "Want to help me with dinner?"

"Sure," Josh replied, eager for something to do, to keep his mind off Alice's waist and how it had felt to hold it in his arms.

Alice lingered in the kitchen for a minute or so before joining Dawn in the living room. Josh set about chopping cucumbers for a salad, which he did in silence. Jacquie was looking at him quizzically. "Are you okay?" she asked.

"Hmm? Oh...fine."

"You look tired," she observed. "Didn't you sleep last night or something?"

Josh shifted nervously. "Ah...not really."

"Oh. Well, you can go and lie down if you want – I can finish this."

"No, it's fine," Josh replied, and continued cutting the cucumbers.

It was good to have something simple and mechanical to do for the afternoon, but it let his mind wander, into the living room to be precise. He would have to be careful this evening, during dinner – if he looked too often at Alice, much as he wanted to, Dawn would surely pick up on it. She may have different methods of deduction to Alice, but they were just as effective. So Josh played it conservatively for the time being, and managed to get through the meal unscathed. He helped Jacquie wash up afterwards, then went into the study to do some homework, which he actually did this time. If he kept his mind occupied with calculus and Victorian novels and the reproductive system (No, not that one, he quickly realised) then he could keep thoughts of Alice's feather-soft cheeks at bay. He realised he had avoided her for most of the day, without meaning to do so, and he hoped that she wasn't taking his remoteness the wrong way. What if she thinks I'm freaked out by what happened? he thought at one point. And what did actually happen? Was it just a normal brother-sister thing? Well, even if it was, Alice and I never do that so it has to be something. What though?

He wasn't sure, even after he spent several hours thinking about it. Before he knew it, it was midnight, and he could barely keep his eyes open. He packed his books away, turned off the light and walked into the living room. It was dark and everyone was apparently upstairs in bed, most likely asleep. Josh walked slowly up the stairs, sliding his hand along the banister to prevent himself from falling in the dark. He refrained from turning on the light in case it woke anyone up.

Once inside his room, he shut the door and shrugged out of his clothes and into his pyjamas. He lifted up his sheets and crawled into bed, half lying, half sitting and staring at the wall. This business with Alice was still bugging him. He wanted to know what had happened. Why had she let him put his arms around her? And why had she clutched his hand to her chest so protectively? Maybe she was just being nice. One of Josh's sisters actually did that, didn't they? Still, it was bothering him, and he couldn't sleep because of it.

He rolled back and forth, tossed and turned, lay below his sheets, lay on top of his sheets, lay upside down...but nothing made sleep come. Finally, he gave up and headed out the door. He looked up and down the passageway several times. Left was Dawn's room and the stairs, across the hall was Jacquie's room and to the right were Alice's and his mother's rooms. At first he intended on going downstairs, to watch TV or get something to eat, but he changed his mind and walked silently in the other direction, to Alice's door. He raised his hand to knock, and paused, with his knuckles hovering in front of the wood.

What was he going to do? What did he want to do? He had no idea – all he knew was that he wanted to see her again, just to be around her. Was that a plausible reason for visiting her room during the night? Probably not. But then, if he didn't do something to calm his restless mind, he would never get to sleep. So he reached out and tapped softly on the door, loud enough only to attract the attention of whoever was on the other side.

A few moments passed and then the door started to open. Alice came into view, standing in the dark in her...nightgown, Josh realised with a sinking feeling. Uh oh. It was white and pale and gave her a spectral appearance. He forced his eyes up to her face, which was barely visible in the darkness and waited for her to speak.

"Josh," she said, a little surprised. "What is it? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Josh said, then lapsed back into silence, floored by her shadowy beauty.

"Did you want something?" Alice inquired gently.

"Um...no," Josh said in reply. "I was just...I couldn't sleep, and I...was going to go downstairs, only I got turned around and I...was walking past your room and...I just...wanted to see you," he finished truthfully, glancing up.

Alice's smile was easily visible in the dark, bright as it was. "Do you want to come in?" she said. Josh's heart gave a little jump inside his chest, like a hospital patient being revived by a defibrillator. He nodded and stepped cautiously inside, letting Alice close the door behind him. Once she had, he felt stupid.

He stood there, staring at her bed with the covers folded back where she had gotten out, and wondered why he had come here. He turned around to look at Alice, who was looking back with a nervous smile. She glanced over at the bed and then back at Josh. "Do you want to lie down?" she asked.

Josh felt himself smile and nodded. He followed Alice over to her bed and crawled in beside her. She wriggled into a comfortable position on her side then held up her arm, which Josh supposed meant she wanted him to put his around her. So he did that, and once again, he was in heaven. Alice leaned back against him, the back of her head on his chest this time, and his chin resting on her hair.

Josh realised, as he looked around, that he could count the number of times he'd been in Alice's room before on one hand, even if someone had cut off most of his fingers. Her room was simple and elegant, not covered in girly paraphernalia or discarded clothes as Jacquie's and Dawn's sometimes were. Everything was pastel – soft pinks, powdery blues, pure whites, canary yellows. And everything was incredibly neat, as he knew it would be. He lost interest in his surroundings quickly though and turned back to Alice, whose eyes were open and staring at the wall.

"Josh," she whispered, and Josh's heart melted at the sound of her voice.

"Yeah?"

"I feel safe," she said quietly. "When I'm in your arms."

Now Josh's heart reformed itself and swelled with pride. He felt an enormous amount of it, to think that he could make Alice feel safe and protected. It was usually she that protected him from whatever was bothering him. He'd never needed to safeguard Dawn or Jacquie in any way – they could usually look after themselves – but he felt an immense amount of satisfaction at the thought of looking after Alice like this, holding her tightly in his arms so that she was happy, as she deserved to be.

He sighed a deep, contented sigh and hugged her closer to him. He raised a hand and gently caressed her cheek with the back his index finger. Alice continued to smile at the wall and let her eyes flutter closed. Josh delighted in the feel of her breathing against him, quiet and soft and alive. He'd lain with Jacquie a few times now, and with Dawn, but he was usually never in a position to enjoy it, especially with the latter. At those times, he was exhausted, and he couldn't have found the strength to caress their cheeks even if he'd wanted to. Now though, he could enjoy it all.

Alice was quiet for so long, eyes closed and still smiling, that Josh thought she had fallen asleep. Eventually, however, she opened her eyes. "Josh," she said and rolled over to face him. She put her hands on his shoulders and looked him in the eyes with an anxious expression.

"I know..." she began and paused for several moments before she went on. "I know that that Jacquie and Dawn let you do a lot more with them," she said, "but...I..." She trailed off, lowering her gaze and looking uncertain.

"Al," Josh said, lifting her chin gently, "I don't care about that. That's not why I came. I just wanted to see you."

Alice smiled weakly. Josh smiled back reassuringly until she stopped looking doubtful and nervous. "This is what I want, Al," he said, and hugged her tighter. She curled against him and rested her head on his chest. It was a different sensation again, to hold her while they faced each other; he found that they could get even closer when they lay like that. His erection, he realised, was pressing against her belly, but neither of them really noticed.

Before long, Alice had fallen asleep, head buried in Josh's chest and feet twined around his. Josh put his head down on the pillow and soon fell asleep too, dreaming of the exact same scene he was living.

* * *

In the morning, Josh woke up to find Alice awake and looking up at him, caressing the side of his face. There was a pale grey light seeping in through the blinds, and Josh guessed the sun wasn't fully up yet. He looked over at her alarm clock, which read two minutes past six, and then back at Alice's smiling face. "It's early," he said.

Alice nodded and continued to stroke his temple. "Did you sleep okay?"

"Yeah," Josh replied, closing his eyes again and pulling her closer to him. He was on his back now and Alice was resting her head and palm on his chest, looking across the room with a blissful expression. The embrace felt more than intimate to Josh – it felt comfortable, as though they were lifelong partners who were used to waking up in bed together. He could have been doing this with her all his life as far as anyone watching would know.

He listened to her soft breathing and felt the rise and fall of her breasts against his torso. They were slightly bigger than Dawn's, though it had taken Josh a long time to realise that. She didn't flaunt them or support them with a Wonder Bra, so they weren't as obvious and noticeable as Dawn's were. It was a strangely unsexual sensation to have them pressed against Josh's side; he was more pleased by the fact that she was comfortable enough with him to do so. Everything about this felt comfortable and so very, very perfect.

Josh didn't fall asleep again because he neither wanted nor needed to. He'd never slept better in his life than he had last night, and he felt completely awake and full of energy as a result. They both closed their eyes, however and lay still and silent for another hour. Josh opened his eyes after that and slowly stroked Alice's hair, eliciting a wider smile.

As the clock ticked over to seven o'clock, he heard the shower turn on in the bathroom and realised Jacquie was getting up. Alice opened he eyes and rolled over onto her back. "You'd better go," she said, and Josh was thrilled to hear the reluctance in her voice. He rolled onto his side and wrapped his arms fiercely around her once more. Alice giggled and touched her hand to the side of his face. "Josh..." she reminded him gently.

"I'm going, I'm going," Josh replied. He rolled over and pushed the covers back, then got to his feet. He looked down at Alice, who was lying with the covers gathered around her waist, bare arms gleaming in the morning sunlight and blue eyes staring up at him with a lucid happiness. He wanted more than anything to get back in the bed and spend the entire day with her in his arms. But he couldn't, so he gave her one last warm smile and walked out of the room, closing the door quietly behind him. In a few seconds he was back in his own room, finding his school clothes and looking forward to the day, for a change.

* * *

Although school was boring, it wasn't unbearably so. Josh spent most of his classes sitting with his chin on his palm, staring out the window and remembering how nice it had been to wake up to Alice's smiling face. No one got much out of him during the day, except Valerie, who met him in the library in the afternoon, seeing as they both had a class off. She had mentioned that she was having some trouble with maths, so Josh explained to her everything Alice had explained to him, though he wasn't sure he was as good a teacher as Alice had been.

Spending time with Valerie was a lot like spending time with Alice; they were so similar in many ways. She had the same simple beauty, the same optimistic smile – the same calves, Josh noticed when his attention began to wander. She even had the same beautifully warm laugh that turned Josh's stomach to liquid. And they were getting along so well now; cracking jokes and leaning their heads close together to look at a textbook. Valerie even felt comfortable enough to hit him on the shoulder when he made a rather suggestive remark about the skirts some of the girls at school wore and unfortunately, forgot to omit her from the observation. "Present company excluded!" he added quickly as she hit him playfully and dissolved into laughter. In all, it was one of the best days of Josh's life, and there were plenty to choose from these days.

He had seen Alice only briefly after he'd left her room this morning, and that was in the kitchen just before she'd left, where they'd exchanged knowing smiles. It was easy for Alice to hide her elation, as she looked naturally happy most of the time, but Josh had to suppress many a cheerful grin when she was in the room. It was so much harder hiding cuddling with Alice than sex with Jacquie or blowjobs with Dawn. No one seemed to suspect anything though, and Josh himself wasn't sure whether what they were doing was anything risque.

Alice wasn't there when he came home from school, but Jacquie and Dawn were and it took some heavy cajoling to persuade the latter to stay out of his pants.

"Jacquie is in the other room!" Josh enunciated clearly to her when she accosted him in the laundry.

"So?" said Dawn. "We'll go upstairs. She won't hear anything."

"She will," Josh insisted. "She'll hear everything. You're louder than me even when I'm cumming!"

"Oh, I am not," Dawn replied dismissively. Then, at Josh's agape look, she said, "Am I really?"

"Yes!"

"Well...then we'll drive somewhere. Somewhere private."

"Dawn – no. Alice will be home soon, and Jacquie will want my help with dinner. We'll do it next time."

Dawn put her hands on her hips and pouted. "When?" she demanded.

"I don't know!" Josh cried a little more loudly than he meant to. "I don't keep a schedule!"

"Well, maybe you should," Dawn replied. "Maybe you should keep a schedule and write in it 'Have sex with Dawn'."

"And how often would I have to write that?" Josh inquired. "Everyday?"

"No," Dawn replied resentfully. "Not everyday. You could have a day off each week or something...if you wanted to."

Josh goggled at her. "Dawn..." He struggled for words. "You're incredible."

Dawn, obviously taking this the wrong way, beamed at him. "So does that mean you'll fuck me?"

"No!" Josh yelled. He looked nervously at the door and then back at Dawn, who was now looking sulky. "No fucking, no blowjobs, no making out, no...fingering. Nothing! Not while Jacquie's home. Okay? Do you understand? Am I speaking English?"

Dawn pushed her lips out petulantly and narrowed her eyes at him. "Fine!" she snapped. "Maybe I'll go out and find a guy who's willing to satisfy me. A real guy."

"Great," said Josh. "You do that."

Clearly, this wasn't the response Dawn had been looking for. Not jealous enough, Josh suspected. She cocked her head to the side and tried again.

"Maybe I'll call Lara and ask her if she wants to lick my pussy," she said, articulating the last three words carefully with her mouth and tongue. She smirked at Josh with satisfaction, probably noticing the way his eyes seemed to widen slightly and his bottom lip quiver. He blinked several times and swallowed.

"I don't care what you do," he said, with more resolve than he felt.

Now Dawn looked murderous. Now she looked homicidal. And now Josh was shrinking back against the washing machine, wondering if it might be a good time to remind her how much he loved her or perhaps to run like hell down the street.

Dawn took a step forward and brought her face to within an inch of Josh's. "If you," she said, jabbing him in the chest with a finger, "make me wait another two weeks to fuck you...I will personally...pull out your eyeballs and stuff them down your pants so you can watch me kick the crap out of you. Is that clear?"

"Yes," Josh replied nervously, leaning away from her despite the pain in his back. "Crystal clear."

Dawn looked at him through her narrowed eyes a moment longer, then raised her chin and straightened up with a smirk. "Good," she said. Then she slid a hand around Josh's neck, pulled him forward and kissed him with more passion than he thought a single person capable of. When she'd finished, she smiled with satisfaction at the dazed look on his face and left the room. He had to bite his tongue to stop himself from calling her back.

It was funny to think that after all these years of never seeing Dawn give in to anything, all it took was sex with her brother to make her cave. If their conversation had been about anything else, she would have walked out of the room long before it got to the point where she kissed him. Although, Josh thought, that probably wouldn't have happened if they'd been talking about something else. But he did find it interesting, and wished he'd discovered this weakness years ago. Perhaps he could exploit it; maybe the next time she threatened to throw his entire underwear drawer out the window, he could simply threaten to not have sex with her. Josh smiled to himself at the thought.

When he returned to the kitchen, Dawn had apparently scampered, so he was free of her warning glares and sexual innuendo, at least for the moment. Jacquie was washing dishes, and Josh felt like sliding his arms around her and burying his face in her hair, but if Dawn happened to wander back into the room, things would get bad. Not because of what he was doing with Jacquie – Dawn would have no problem with that – but most likely because of the affection he was showing her and refusing to show Dawn. Dawn would kill him for sure, after she forced him to have sex with her.

If he had slowed down to think about it – which he didn't – Josh would have realised that his sudden craving to put his arms around Jacquie was actually due to his desire to do the same to Alice. He missed her, even though it had only been six or seven hours since he'd seen her last. He wasn't sure what was going on between them, but he liked it, and he hoped Alice did too.

While he wandered around the house and waited for her to come home, he decided that he was pretty sure Dawn was fingering herself in her room. He wanted to open the door and 'pretend' to have walked in on her, but he clenched his hands into fists and forced his feet to carry him away from her room. Once that thought – and image – was banished from his mind, thoughts – and images – of Alice returned. He wondered if he might be setting himself up for a big disappointment; as even when she did come home, they wouldn't be able to do anything like they'd done last night. He was proven wrong, though, the moment she walked in the door, and he realised that all he really wanted was to see her again. She wandered in with a smile on her face, not aimed at anyone in particular, but just that bright smile that was Alice's neutral look. Josh's, he supposed, was a brooding stare, Jacquie's a blank expression, and Dawn's a sly smirk.




Party of Five Ch. 17



Josh found that he was anxious and a little nervous to see Alice again. He wanted her to notice him and smile at him and lavish attention on him. He realised that this made him something of a baby, but he couldn't help it. He'd bust out his old pogo stick and do crazy stunts on it yelling "Look at me, Alice!" if he had to. He didn't particularly want to, but he would.

Luckily, the pogo stick strategy wasn't needed, as the first thing Alice did after walking into the kitchen and saying hi to everyone, was smile warmly at Josh. He felt his heart thud against his chest as though it was trying to get closer to Alice. His whole body was drawn to her. She had taken on a new clarity now, standing out as the brightest, clearest thing in whatever room she was in. If she was absent, the room seemed empty and plain, but once she walked inside, she lit it up like a golden torch.

It was incredibly hard not to stare at her for too long. As soon as Josh managed to wrench his eyes away, they would drift back to her like birds back to a nest. It was pure instinct now that made him look at her, made him caress every tender plane of her face as his fingers had done the night before. Alice was either far more adept at hiding her emotions than Josh was, or she didn't feel them the same way he did. She would glance at him occasionally, but she did so just as often as she glanced at any of the others in the room. Maybe there was a bit more meaning in the looks she gave him, or maybe he was reading too much into them. He had no idea; all he wanted was to be alone with her again.

He told himself he wouldn't do anything until later that night, when everyone else was asleep, but the temptation proved too much for him, and once she'd gone upstairs to get changed, he waited and then followed. It was just as tempting as sex with Jacquie and Dawn had ever been. It was a different kind of longing though, and it lived in his chest rather than in his pants.

He found her bedroom door closed and knocked on it softly. He had given her time to get dressed but perhaps she was still changing. The door opened though, and Alice was looking back at him as she adjusted her hair.

She smiled. "Hi, Josh."

"Hi," he breathed. Once again, he found himself utterly speechless.

Alice lowered her hands, her hair now sitting in a simple ponytail, and looked back at Josh inquisitively. Josh was at a loss for what to say or do; he realised, again, that all he'd really wanted was to see her, to be around her. Anything he said would only be an attempt to prolong the time they had together. So what should he say to do that? Ask her if she'd like to discuss all ten thousand volumes of the Chinese Ming Dynasty encyclopedia? He wasn't sure how much Alice knew of Asian history though, nor himself for that matter. So he said nothing, because he could think of nothing.

In the end, Josh supposed this proved a better response than if he had spoken, as Alice seemed extremely gratified by his speechlessness. She looked down at the floor, her smile widening by the second, until her cheeks were in danger of impinging upon her eyes. Josh's facial muscles seemed to be mimicking everything Alice's were doing, and soon, he was grinning as well.

Alice looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to speak, trying not to smile too broadly. Josh became aware of the fact that they had been standing there for quite some time, and glanced apprehensively down the hall. It was still empty, so he turned back to Alice.

"Jacquie will probably...be a while with dinner," he said, nervously. "Do you want to...maybe...do something?"

Alice beamed at him. "Okay," she said. "What do you want to do?"

"Um...we could...play chess?" he ventured.

"Chess?" said Alice. "Sure." She moved aside to let Josh into her room, and Josh thought he saw the glint in her eye that meant she knew why he'd suggested chess. She had a set in her room of course.

Josh closed the door behind him whilst Alice went to her closet to get the chess set. She had to stand on her toes to reach it, and as she did, her dress lifted a little way up her legs, and Josh's eyes became glued to the soft skin there. Alice always dressed conservatively, so any glimpse of skin outside of her arms or legs or face sent a thrill down Josh's spine. He waited nervously until Alice had retrieved the chess set and shut her closet door. She brought it to the foot of her bed and sat down cross-legged, tucking her hair behind her ears. She opened the box, and they started setting up the board.

After half an hour, they had played three games, and Josh was beginning to think he preferred playing with Dawn – when he played with Alice, she usually handed his ass to him within a few minutes. They played more games though, and Josh won a few, although he suspected that Alice had let him win. He didn't care though – as long as he got to spend some time alone with her, he would play with lobsters attached to his toes if he had to.

His repeated losses may have been due to the fact that he was paying far more attention to Alice than to the chessboard. He couldn't have said where his king and queen were, but he could have told anyone how many eyelashes Alice had. He ran his gaze along the curve of her cheek, the lobe of her ear, the edge of her lips. He loved to watch her bite her lip in concentration and to see her eyes light up when she saw a move. He'd never watched her so closely in his life, but now, he was free to do so every time it was Alice's turn to move. And he took full advantage of the opportunity.

After they'd been playing for an hour and a half, there was a knock on the door and Jacquie told them that dinner was ready, so Alice got up, dusted off her dress and led the way downstairs. When they arrived, Dawn was giving Josh a suspicious look, which he tried to ignore. She still looked upset about before, so he put it down to that.

They ate mostly in silence, as they usually did these days, now that Josh and Dawn were on good terms. He suffered her glares as best he could and traded more than a few bashful smiles with Alice. Laura walked in the door a few minutes into the meal and, after apologising profusely, took a seat and accepted the plate Jacquie handed her. The rest of the meal was dedicated to workplace gossip, which only Laura and Jacquie seemed interested in, and Jacquie only to be polite. More glares from Dawn and many, many more smiles from Alice, and then the meal was over. Josh helped with the washing up, and then, not feeling particularly keen on sitting in the living room with all four women, withdrew to the study for some homework. He managed to get a little done, but before long, he had given up and laid his head down on the desk instead.

He was thinking of Alice, again, he realised; he had thought of little else since Saturday evening. He felt a strange melancholy settle over him, though he had no idea why it did. He was overjoyed with what was happening between he and Alice, so why was his stomach stirring uncertainly? It wasn't a very powerful feeling, but it was strong enough to be noticeable.

He spent the remainder of the night in the study, as he had the night before, and once he was sure everyone was upstairs, crept silently up to his room. He changed into his pyjamas, lifted the sheets on his bed and then paused. He thought for a moment and then looked at his door. He told himself not to – told himself that he was overdoing it; but it was no good – once the idea formed in his brain there was no ignoring it. So he stepped away from his bed and opened his door quietly, then made his way down the hall to Alice's room. He was far more nervous than the night before, which was strange because he had been really nervous then, but he managed to swallow his anxiety and raise his hand to knock. Before he could, the door opened wide, and he saw Alice looking at him with a smile.

"I heard you in the hallway," she said. Josh was encouraged by her smile, so he smiled back. He was even more encouraged when Alice moved aside and let him slip past her, then shut the door. The room was thrown back into darkness, but he would have known where Alice was even if he'd been blindfolded.

"I'm sorry," he said, looking at her darkened form. "I just..."

"It's okay," said Alice. "You don't have to explain."

Josh both tensed and relaxed when he felt Alice's soft, silky hand take hold of his own, which felt rough and coarse by comparison. He expected her to lead him to the bed, but instead she came closer until she was standing toe-to-toe with him and looking up at him. He swallowed and drew a shaky breath as he realised how close she was and how much clearer he could see her now. Her eyes were sparkling, even though there was no light to speak of inside the room. A moment passed, in which they simply stared at each other, captivated. Then Alice moved closer still and put her arms around Josh, laying her cheek against his chest. He slid his arms around her back and hugged her tight, resting his chin on top of her head. For Josh, it was a fierce, jealous embrace, and he never wanted to let go. Alice didn't seem to want to either, and it felt as though an hour went by before she moved. Josh had lost track of time, however, so he couldn't tell. It might have been two.

With her arms still around him, she looked up at his face with big, expressive eyes. Everything that Alice thought or sensed or felt was written on her face, for the whole world to see. She didn't hide her emotions, as Josh and Jacquie sometimes did; she was as open and expressive as a book, if anyone cared to read it.

Josh looked into her eyes, and he saw a lucid apprehension there, maybe even fear. He would have asked her what was wrong, but she spoke first.

"Josh," she said, "are we going to talk about what's happening?"

"If you want to," he replied.

She lowered her eyes and ran a hand gently up and down his arm. "I don't know what it is," she said, "but I know that I like it."

"So do I," Josh assured her.

"But...you don't think it's weird?"

Josh smiled as she raised her eyes to his face again. "I've had sex with two of my sisters," he said. "This is the least weird thing I've done this year."

Alice smiled but vaguely. "I know you have," she said. "But, sex is...physical. I can understand why you would do something like that with Jacquie and Dawn, but this..."

"Feels different," Josh finished for her. Alice nodded and fell silent. Josh hesitated for a moment, but he mastered it and lifted her chin up delicately so that he could see her eyes. "I don't care if it's weird," he said. "I don't care if it's wrong or strange or...bizarre. I like it, and I don't want to stop. The only reason I would is if you wanted me to."

"I don't," Alice replied in a whisper. Josh was surprised by how much relief he felt at that. He had been wound as tightly as a spring a moment ago, but now he relaxed profoundly. He renewed their embrace and held her tightly to him, until he could feel her heart beating against his own. "I love you, Al," he said, and to cement the sense of pure bliss he was feeling, she replied, "I love you too, Josh."

And that was when she raised her face to his, and he looked down at her with his mouth dry and his breathing shallow. It was still dark, but he could see her eyes, and he could see her lips, and his own lips were seeking them out like a lost treasure. He heard her little intake of breath and ignored the buzzing in his head as he pressed his mouth against hers, and the entire world dissolved around him.

His ears were roaring, he was sure, and the room was spinning. The only things he was truly aware of was the feel of Alice's arms behind his back, her hair against his neck, her breasts against his chest, and her lips, moving against his own, opening, closing, opening again. He let his tongue leave his mouth and enter hers, and she let hers do the same. They twined together as tightly as their arms had, sliding against each other and clinging to one another zealously. He couldn't see in the dark, and he couldn't hear from the ringing in his ears; the only sensations he had were taste and touch. They were lost in a silent, black void; so they clung to each other desperately, for fear of losing one another.

Josh was gentle with her, but he wanted to hug her to him as tight as he could and kiss her until his lips were blue. She had raised a hand and placed it against the side of his face, her skin cool and soft. It was the single most intimate experience of Josh's life; the most gentle, loving, tender embrace he'd ever experienced. He didn't want to stop kissing her, ever, but she closed her lips and gently took them away, the world returning to normal around him. If it weren't for Alice's hand on his chest, he would have fallen over. He wasn't sure where his skeleton had gone, but it wasn't here.

The first breath he drew was more of a gasp than a breath and a shaky one at that. He pressed his lips together and swallowed, to savour the taste, then slowly opened his eyes. Alice wasn't smiling, but she leaned her head against his chest again and sighed with content. Josh raised a hand and stroked the tresses of her hair.

Several minutes passed by in silence, the most serene minutes of Josh's life. When Alice spoke, her voice was muffled by his chest. "Josh?"

"Mmm?"

"Thank you." She raised her face and kissed him on the lips again. After that, with Josh's heart alternating between overdrive and Sunday drive, Alice took his hand and led him to the bed, where he climbed in beside her. She pushed herself against him as close as she could; arms, legs, fingers wrapping around him like a ribbon around a maypole. They were so tightly entangled that it was impossible to tell where his body ended and hers began. Josh felt that, now, he knew what it meant to be one with someone.

They held each other in the dark, like two sobbing children, only they weren't children, and they were both deliriously happy. Josh relied solely on his sense of touch, still unable to see much. Instead of his fingers, he pressed his cheek against Alice's cheek, and rubbed it softly. She giggled and whispered, "You need to shave."

Josh flushed and was suddenly thankful for the darkness. "Sorry."

In reply, Alice shifted around slightly and ran her hand over Josh's cheek while she kissed him. His mind spun crazily again, and he would have liked to continue, but Alice lifted her face and whispered, "Get some sleep." Then she lay her head down on Josh's chest and closed her eyes, a little smile on her face. Josh kissed her on the temple and then put his head back on the pillow and sighed. Sleep came easily, as it had the last time, and just as last time, he dreamt, though nothing his mind could conjure lived up to the pure happiness he felt at that moment.

* * *

Josh was surprised to find the room still dark when he woke up. He had expected it to be morning and time to leave Alice and make his lonely way back to his room, where he would have to face another day without her. It wasn't though. Carefully, so as not to wake Alice, he turned his head to the side to check her alarm clock. Three o'clock, it read, which meant that he had been asleep for less than three hours. It felt like more, but he supposed that was because of how effective sleep was when Alice was in his arms.

He turned his head back and lowered his eyes to look at Alice, who, he thought, was staring at him in the darkness. "You're awake," she said, confirming his suspicion.

"Mmm," Josh mumbled, and hugged her more tightly. "What are you doing up?"

Alice wriggled up the bed and laid her head on the pillow beside Josh's. She held his hand beneath the sheets and looked down, her head angled towards him. "I was thinking," she said, "and..." She stopped and looked up, into Josh's eyes from less than two inches away. Her own eyes were wide and gleaming with their own light, trying to impart some meaning to Josh that her words couldn't. "I want to," she said.

Josh understood right away. He opened and closed his mouth in shock. "You do?" he said at last. Alice nodded. "But...are you sure? Alice, you don't have to do this just because..."

"I know," Alice interjected. "But I want to."

"We don't have to," said Josh. "I don't want you to think that I came here for that, because I just wanted to see you. I didn't..."

"I know that," Alice said firmly. "But I want to."

Josh blinked. "You do?" Again, she nodded. A cold shiver ran down his spine, through his heart and across his stomach. He'd never felt anything quite like it before. Just hearing Alice say this; that she wanted to do that with him – it was new and different and strange. And exciting.

Alice touched the side of his face and kissed him lightly on the lips, until Josh relaxed and melted into her touch. She was so warm beneath the covers, and her lips were like fire on his, burning with a passion all of their own. He hadn't expected Alice to want this, but then, he hadn't expected her to want to cuddle and kiss him either. He would have kept it at bay for her, but now, his body was burning with desire. A soft, controllable desire, but desire nonetheless.

They spent a long time kissing, and Josh began to think that maybe she was stalling and that she didn't want to do it after all. But when she broke the kiss she started to unbutton his nightshirt and suddenly Josh felt as inexperienced and nervous as he had the first time with Jacquie. He trembled as much as her fingers were trembling, watching her with a fascinated interest. She had an artist's hands, a musician's hands; the fingers worked slowly but skilfully with the buttons and soon they were all undone and Josh's shirt had fallen open. He trembled even harder when Alice slid her hands inside and around his back, touching not his clothes this time but his bare skin. She trailed her fingertips down the front of his chest, to his navel, watching their progress with what Josh thought of as wonder. Slowly, she leant her head forward and kissed his bare chest, her lips leaving that same fire where they touched. She kissed him several times, in different places, as slowly as she had unbuttoned his shirt. Josh's eyes were forced closed by the sensation.

When he opened them, a thought was already forming in his mind. He lowered his head to Alice's and waited for her to look up. "I need..." he began, then stopped, feeling sheepish. "Um...I...I need to...to get a, um...a..."

Alice frowned at him for a moment, then said, "A condom?"

Josh blushed intensely and nodded. Alice smiled and took her hands off his chest. "Do you have any?" she asked.

"Yeah," Josh replied, embarrassed. "Dawn bought some for me."

Alice giggled. "Do you have any left?"

Josh blushed harder than ever, but the darkness concealed it. "Should I get one?" he asked.

Alice nodded. "Hurry though." Josh realised suddenly how keen she was and climbed quickly out of the bed.

It was hard to hurry for Alice's sake, and to keep quiet for everyone else's sake. He crept as quietly as he could towards his room, cursing every floorboard that creaked beneath his feet. He felt around inside his room until he reached his closet, then opened it silently and dropped to his knees. He fished around behind his old school books and found one of the (many) packets, then extracted one and shut the door again. It felt even longer getting back to Alice's room, and when he did, he shut the door and crawled back onto the bed, climbing beneath the sheets with her.

"Did you get it?" she asked.

"Yeah." Josh reached out and put it on the bedside table for now, then turned back to Alice. "I hope no one heard me," he said.

"They wouldn't have," Alice assured him and kissed him again. It was difficult to worry about anyone else after that.




Party of Five Ch. 18



Author’s Note: Wow. I received a lot of feedback on chapter 17, all of it good, and that’s not a generalisation. I have to say I’m slightly (read: massively) overwhelmed by the reaction to these stories; I never in my wildest dreams thought people would like them this much. It’s also very bizarre when people start asking me what other Literotica stories I read and what my inspirations are. So, uh, before I start gushing, I’ll just say a quick thank you, to everyone that has left a comment, sent an e-mail, voted or just read the stories. You’re my inspirations. And how tacky does that sound? Oh, well. 

Thanks again to MaginMan for the editing. Enjoy.

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Josh felt as though he was swimming up through murky water when he woke the next morning. It took him a while to regain conciousness, but the second he did, the memory of the previous night lanced through him like a burning spear. He screwed his eyes shut and willed it not to be real, not to be in Alice’s bed when he opened them. But it was real, and he was in her bed, and the pain was worse than ever.

It was barely daylight, and the room was still hazy with darkness. Josh was lying with his head on Alice’s chest, his mouth leaking saliva onto her breast. He lifted his head and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then looked down at his sister. She looked agitated, even in her sleep. Josh had spent enough time over the last few days watching her sleeping face, and he knew now that it wasn’t as peaceful as it could have been. She was lying still nevertheless – on her back, with an arm around Josh’s shoulders. She looked thin and fragile, he thought, like a house of cards that he was threatening to destroy. But at the same time her cheeks were red and her heart was beating methodically – so full of life.

Josh felt dead though. Life was a bitter memory in the back of his mind that no longer welcomed him. His stomach was tied impossibly tight, stiff and heavy and hollow with the weight of his guilt. It threatened to overwhelm him, and he let it, and drowned in its misery.

Alice began to stir; her eyes fluttered open as if in a dream. “Josh?” she whispered.

Josh found that he couldn’t look at her. He lifted his head away from her body and untangled his legs from hers. “I should go.”

“No,” said Alice, holding his wrist. “Josh, please don’t.”

Josh shook his head and tried to move. “Al, I have to,” he said. “I can’t—“

“Neither can I,” said Alice. “I’m scared too, Josh, but I can’t do this alone. I don’t want you to go.”

Josh lifted his eyes to hers and realised that he couldn’t leave, not after what he’d done. He felt terrible and racked with guilt, but how much worse must Alice feel? He couldn’t just abandon her because of his own selfish feelings. So he lay back down and let her put her arms around him, and when she had, he wondered how he had ever hoped to leave. She cuddled him tight and he felt lost in her, falling almost. The only thing that had any clarity in his mind was Alice, her naked body pressed against him, one leg between his legs and both arms wrapped around him. He clung to her desperately, afraid and ashamed, but not alone.

Minutes passed. Josh felt soothed by Alice’s soft caress as her fingertips brushed his cheek. His eyes closed for a long time, before he opened them to look up at her. “I’m sorry, Al,” he whispered.

“Shh,” Alice said softly. “We’ll work it out.”

“But...how?”

“Well,” said Alice, thoughtfully, “we’ll wait and we’ll see if I get my period.”

Josh lowered his head again and choked back tears. “I’m sorry,” he said.

“Josh, don’t,” said Alice. “Don’t apologise. It’s not your fault.”

“It is,” Josh croaked. “I couldn’t stop. I should have, but...I couldn’t.”

“Neither could I,” said Alice. “And I’m not sorry that I didn’t.”

Josh looked up again. “You’re not?”

Alice shook her head and smiled softly. “I love you, Josh,” she said. “It was going to happen sooner or later.”

Josh looked away again, his ear resting on her chest as she stroked his hair. He was torn between his emotions: fear and overpowering guilt on the one hand, a calm serenity on the other. He knew that if Alice weren’t here to soothe his pain with her kind words and soft touch, the fear and guilt would win and he would drown in them, just as he was drowning in her arms.

***

The next few days were some of the most terrible of Josh’s life. He had found it far harder than he thought to leave Alice’s bed that morning and stalk miserably back to his room. He registered very little of what he did during the day. He may have showered or he may not have, he may have walked to school or been driven by Jacquie, and he had no idea how many hours he slept at night, because it made little difference in the morning.

He missed Alice with an aching throb inside his chest, so much so that on occasion he would be forced to lock his door, curl up on his bed and cry...if he could. He wanted to hold her and stroke her again, but more than that he wanted her to hold and stroke him, to tell him everything would be okay and that he didn’t have to worry. It was such an intense physical pain that his muscles cramped up and his appetite vanished and he felt all the time as though he was going to be sick.

He wanted Jacquie as well, to smile at him and rub his back and hug him tightly; but he couldn’t go to her because she would ask for an explanation. Dawn was the biggest problem; Josh was so tired and miserable that he couldn’t even summon the energy to reproach her when she threw herself at him. She attempted to cheer him up, but Josh had no delusions about why she was doing it.

“What’s wrong?” she asked him in the study one afternoon, not for the first time. Josh had been sitting in the high-backed leather chair, doing homework, when she skipped in and straddled his lap so that she was facing him.

“Nothing,” Josh replied, brushing aside her concern.

Dawn rolled her eyes. “Come on, Josh – something’s wrong. What is it?”

“It’s nothing,” Josh said again.

“I will listen, you know,” said Dawn. “We may be bitter enemies and fuck-buddies but I’m still your sister. Come on – what is it?”

Josh sighed. “It’s nothing, Dawn, okay? Just forget about it.”

Dawn pressed her nose up against his and smiled mischievously. “I can make it better,” she said in a singsong voice, her hand sliding down his body to his crotch and gripping it firmly.

Josh jumped and gasped. It felt nice, and he wanted it – was burning for it – but he couldn’t. Not with Dawn. “Don’t,” he said, and lifted her hand away.

Dawn moaned in disappointment and looked sulky. “Jooooosh,” she crooned, “what is it? Come on, tell me.” She paused and waited for him to say something, then continued when he didn’t. “Do you want me to blow you?” she said. “Or we can take a shower. Or make out? Anything, Josh – I’ll let you do anything you want. Do you want me to invite Lara over?” Josh shook his head. “Wanna watch me finger myself, if you’re too tired?” He shook his head again. Dawn groaned and put her hands on his shoulders. “Josh, come on, snap out of it. I don’t like seeing you like this – it makes me feel bad and I don’t like it.”

Josh smiled vaguely, unable to appreciate the landmark event that was Dawn discovering empathy. It took her a while – all day actually – to give up, but she did eventually, and left Josh to his tortured thoughts.

***

Alice had told Josh that it would be around two weeks before she got her next period, and they passed by more slowly than any other weeks in Josh’s life. The days trickled by like grains of burnt sand through a miserable wreck of an hourglass. Time was Josh’s enemy now, but he wished it would go faster, so that he would know.

He’d dreamt of Dawn becoming pregnant before, but the horror he’d felt then had faded the moment he woke up. Now it clung to him wherever he went and stayed with him at all hours of the day. In the end he had to make up a story about a fight he and Valerie were having, to deter the constant questions he received from Jacquie, Dawn and his mother. He sent out a silent apology to Valerie, and felt awful for using her like this, but it couldn’t be helped.

The only time he felt any peace, and the only time he felt completely miserable, was when he was with Alice. She had come to his room the night after they had slept together. Josh had enough strength only to move aside and then roll back into her arms once she was in the bed with him. She held him like a child to her breast and caressed him until he stopped shaking and fell asleep. In the morning she was gone, and Josh started to shake again.

The days were particularly hard, sitting in class at school and pretending to be so engrossed in the work that he couldn’t hold a conversation. It worked, for the most part, except with Valerie. He had no classes with her but he saw her often in the yard now, and she had picked up on his melancholy right away.

“Are you okay, Josh?” she’d asked him.

“I’m fine,” he replied, putting on a brave face.

She’d smiled so warmly at him that for a second all his fears and concerns had vanished and he’d felt nothing but a blissful happiness. It was only for a second, though, and then they returned, as painful as ever.

Spending time with Valerie, however, was too painful, as she reminded Josh so much of Alice. She had the same brilliant smile, the same simple hairstyle and that amazing ivory skin. So he found ways of avoiding her, just as he found ways of avoiding Dawn and Jacquie.

During the nights he would wait for Alice to come to his room and then he would cling to her until he fell asleep. She hugged him and rubbed his back and comforted him as best she could, but still he was restless.

After two weeks had finally passed – the longest period of time Josh had lived through, since he was twelve, without cumming – he woke early one morning, when it was still dark, and found Alice awake beside him.

“I should get my period today,” she told him, and squeezed his hands tight. “It’ll be okay, Josh. Don’t worry.”

By now, though, he could sense the same tone of fear in her voice as he could in his, though Alice hid it well, for his sake. They clutched each other desperately and calmed themselves with soft kisses on the lips, but once the morning began Josh was as frightened as he’d ever been.

He saw Alice one more time in his room before he left for school, and almost collapsed against her. She rubbed his shoulders and smiled at him. “It’ll be fine, Josh,” she said. “Just go to school and have fun and don’t worry about it.”

“I want to stay,” said Josh. “I want to stay home with you.”

Alice shook her head. “You have to go to school. The others are already suspicious. And it won’t be long. I’ll see you this afternoon, okay?”

Josh looked miserably at the floor and nodded. “Okay.”

***

It was the longest day of Josh’s life. He watched every clock in every classroom as the minutes ticked by slower than falling feathers. Every movement of the hands matched the ominous beating of his own heart, counting down the time until he would know, for certain, whether he had ruined Alice’s life.

The second the final bell rang, he rushed out of the classroom, grabbed his bag from his locker – without packing any books – and ran home. Every step made his heart beat faster, his head throb harder and his stomach twist tighter. He wanted to get to Alice as quickly as possible but he also wanted to turn around and run as fast as he could in the other direction. She would be home alone, luckily, so he wouldn’t have to wait for the answer.

She wasn’t in the living room when Josh walked in, nor in the kitchen or the study. His heart beat faster and faster as he climbed the stairs and checked her room. She wasn’t there either, and now he was beginning to panic.

He hadn’t really expected to find her in his room, but that was where she was, sitting neatly on the edge of the bed, hands folded in her lap. She looked up when Josh came in, and he could see right away that she’d been crying. No, he thought, please, no.

He crossed over to the bed and sat down beside her, putting an arm around her shoulders. Alice looked and him for a moment and tried to smile, then leaned into him and let him put both arms around her. Josh could tell that she was holding back the majority of her tears, and he hated that she was, because she was doing it for him. And she shouldn’t be; she shouldn’t have to be strong for his sake. So he would be strong for her.

“Al,” he whispered, inclining his head.

She turned her tear-stained face up to his and opened her mouth. “I’m late,” she said. “It hasn’t come.”

Suddenly the ground had vanished, along with the walls and the bed and everything else inside Josh’s room. He couldn’t see anything except Alice’s teary eyes; couldn’t hear anything except her muffled sobs; and couldn’t feel anything except her shaking body in his arms. His throat was constricted so tightly that he couldn’t speak for a long time.

“What...” he said at length, “what does that mean?”

Alice sniffed and brushed the back of her hand across her eyes. “It might not mean I’m pregnant,” she said. “It might come tonight, or maybe tomorrow.”

“And if it comes after that?” Josh asked, already dreading the answer.

Alice didn’t bother to reply; she just lowered her head to Josh’s chest again and held him fiercely. It was his turn to swallow his grief and slowly caress her and whisper to her until she stopped crying. She never did though.

***

Josh felt a great deal of anger, which he knew was irrational, towards Jacquie, Dawn and his mother, who had come home and forced Alice into her room. It was the worst feeling yet, to know that she was lying in her bed, alone and crying, and he couldn’t even go to her. They should have been together for this.

He waited barely five minutes after everyone had retired to their rooms before sneaking out of his and going to Alice’s. He kept quiet, in case anyone was still awake, but he couldn’t wait any longer.

Alice’s door was unlocked, as he somehow knew it would be. He eased it gently open and closed it behind him. The room was as dark as it had been on that night two weeks ago. In the bed he could make out the shape of Alice’s body: a huddled lump of darkness, the rise and fall of her chest the only thing that differentiated her from the inanimate objects around her. Josh walked forward and knelt down on the floor. Alice rolled over and sat up, then leaned into Josh as his arms went around her. “Josh,” she said, her voice muffled by his shoulder and her tears.

“I’m here,” he said, squeezing her in his arms. “Did you...”

“No,” she whispered. A shuddering breath escaped Josh’s lips, but he bit others back so that he wouldn’t alarm her.

“It’s okay,” he said, cupping the back of her head in his palm. “We’ll wait.”

He climbed into the bed beside her and she clung to him so tightly that it became painful, though he said nothing. Hours went by before she spoke. She swallowed her tears and took advantage of the small respite between them.

“Josh…if we…if I am…” She couldn’t finish. She pressed her lips tightly together as fresh tears rolled down her cheeks.

Josh held her to him and squeezed her hand. “It’s okay,” he said, though he wasn’t sure if that was true. “We can think about that later.”

Alice sobbed against his chest, Josh holding her closely in the hopes that he could bear some of her unhappiness, this misery that he’d inflicted upon her. She squeezed his hands between hers and whispered, “I love you, Josh,” more than once, before she fell asleep.

***

Josh woke in the morning without realising he’d fallen asleep. His head was groggy with sleep but he managed to open his eyes against the pale dawn light. He realised, instantly, and with an intense pining, that Alice wasn’t in his arms. He turned his head to the side and saw that she was sitting up, back to the headboard and knees pulled up to her chest.

“Hi,” she said when she saw him wake.

“Hi,” Josh mumbled, pushing himself up beside her. “Are you okay?”

Alice nodded, laboriously. Josh put his arm around her shoulders and she leaned against him, head nestled in the crook of his neck. He found her hand and twined his fingers together with hers, both of them looking down at the skin-coloured weave they made. Josh found the simple gesture more pleasant than any he’d experienced so far; it was so comfortable, so easy.

He bent his head towards Alice’s and with his free hand, stroked the soft skin below her ear. She was the first to speak.

“Josh?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m going to buy a pregnancy test. I don’t want to wait any longer.”

Josh bit back the shaky breath his lungs were dying to expel and gave her hand a squeeze. “Okay.”

Alice turned her face up to his and kissed him on the jaw. “If I am,” she said, “I’m keeping it.”

Josh’s heart banged hard against his ribcage and he felt every nerve in his body turn hot. “You are?” he said, looking down at her in disbelief. Her eyelids were red and puffy, betraying the copious amounts of tears she’d shed the night before. Josh knew that if she hadn’t used up all her tears then, she’d still be crying now. But, as it was, she looked too tired to do anything, even weep.

“Yes,” she said. “I love you.”

Josh supposed that was her reason, and he felt his heart beat even faster. To do something like that, to risk everything, she must love him as much he loved her. He was taken aback by it, and could do little but hug her and kiss the top of her head repeatedly.

When it came time to leave, Josh was giving serious consideration to any excuse that would allow him to stay at home with Alice today. But she told him that it was important he didn’t, and that she would be at work anyway.

“You’re working?” Josh asked incredulously.

Alice nodded. “I have to do something or I’ll lose my mind. I’ll work until two and then I’ll stop at the pharmacy on my way home. I’ll wait for you though.”

Josh kissed her head again. “Al, no matter what happens…”

She smiled at him – a real smile. “I know.”

Josh smiled back as best he could, then disentangled himself – fingers last of all – and left her room.

The day dragged as slowly as the one before; more so even, now that he knew he’d definitely have an answer when it finished. He saw Valerie once, in the library, where she’d sat down next to him and just smiled encouragingly. Feeling he owed her an explanation, he inverted his story and told her he’d had a fight with one of his sisters.

“Is that Dawn?” she asked. She knew all about his sisters now – now that they were friends.

“Yeah,” said Josh, managing a smile.

“You guys really don’t like each other, do you?” Valerie observed.

“No, not really,” Josh replied, apologising to Dawn in his head.

Valerie hadn’t stayed long. She should have finished ten minutes earlier, and she even had her bag with her, but she’d stopped to see if Josh was okay, and he was touched more than he could tell her. She stood up at last, slung her bag over her shoulder and rubbed his arm comfortingly. “Cheer up,” she said, and gave him one of her cure-all smiles. He almost wanted her to stay, to sit with him just so that he wouldn’t feel so alone, but he watched her go, and waited for the bell.

This time he walked instead of ran home, because he was dreading it a lot more. His feet felt abnormally heavy in his shoes, hitting the pavement with damning echoes. He counted his steps, but lost track as soon as the house came into view. He was at the door in ten seconds, inside in five and up the stairs in another five. He went straight to his room and found Alice there, sitting on his bed in much the same pose as the day before, only this time she was holding a small box in her lap. When Josh entered, she looked up and smiled at him. Not a weary smile or an encouraging smile but a real, genuine Alice smile.




Party of Five Ch. 18



Josh felt his own face light up and his body steel itself for a flush of relief. “Did you check?” he asked.

“No,” said Alice. “I didn’t need to.”

Josh broke into a smile. “You mean…”

Alice nodded. Josh rushed forward, fell to the floor and threw his arms around her, burying his face in her lap. “I’m so sorry you had to go through that, Al.”

“Don’t be,” Alice said, leaning back to look at his face. She stroked his hair and looked at him with something like pride, though Josh could have been interpreting it wrong. “Thank you,” she said. “For not freaking out. I know it must have been hard for you too.”

“I’m an idiot,” said Josh. “I should never have—”

“Don’t apologise, Josh,” Alice interrupted him. “I wouldn’t have let you stop even if you tried.”

Josh lowered his gaze to the floor. “I’m not doing it again,” he said. “I’ll stop.”

Alice slid off the bed and onto the floor, raising Josh’s face with her hand. “No, you won’t,” she said.

“Al, I have to.”

“No,” Alice said earnestly. “I don’t want you to stop. We had some trouble this time but that doesn’t mean we can’t continue. I’ll take pills. You can use two condoms if you like. Six, even. But I don’t want to stop.”

Josh smiled weakly and looked down at the floor. He let her take his hand and run her fingers between his. “I’m not letting you go, Josh,” she said. “Not after everything we went through. Not now.”

Alice stood up and pulled Josh up onto his bed, where they enjoyed their last hour alone together before Jacquie came home. Josh took the opportunity to explore every inch of her skin, every curve, every hollow, every single place that gave her pleasure. He made her giggle just so that he could hear her laugh, which was something he hadn’t heard in a while. With ten short minutes to go, he lay beside her and let her snuggle in under his arm.

“Josh,” she said. “I don’t want you to stop with Jacquie and Dawn either, okay?”

Josh looked down at her and frowned. “You don’t?”

“No,” said Alice. “They’re your sisters too and I know you love them as much as you love me, so don’t think you have to stop just because of me. Okay?”

“Are you sure?” asked Josh.

“Positive.”

Josh was slightly shocked, but he thought about what Alice had said and realised that he did love both Jacquie and Dawn as much as he loved her, though in different ways. His relationship with Jacquie was based on companionship; they were the lifelong best friends who had discovered that their affection for each other ran deeper than friendship. His relationship with Dawn was fuelled by unbridled lust and the pleasant realisation that she wasn’t shallow and always callous – that she thought about and dealt with the same things he did. And with Alice, they were the shy, inexperienced youths whose attraction had blossomed from a mere crush. It was all love and it was all equal but it had so many different faces.

Josh thought it would be good to finally have things back the way they were, albeit now with Alice as his paramour. He spent their last ten minutes together tickling her and making her giggle uncontrollably.

When the time was up, they kissed for so long that Josh was sure another ten minutes had passed. Every time Alice turned to leave, Josh pulled her back and kissed her again, muffling her giggling protests with his mouth. It was only when they heard Jacquie’s car in the driveway that they finally sprang apart, wiped their mouths and left the room.

Downstairs, Josh helped Jacquie bring some groceries in and then sat down at the table and let the bliss of relief wash over him. He smiled at Jacquie as she moved around the kitchen, packing things away, wiping things down, smiling back at him and asking why he was looking at her with a dreamy look on his face.

“Uh...no reason,” Josh replied, straightening up.

“You look a lot better,” Jacquie observed. “Did you patch things up with Valerie?”

“Huh? Oh...yeah. Yeah, we’re okay now.”

“I’m glad,” said Jacquie. She came over to Josh and leaned down to kiss him on the cheek, which, in spite of everything, made him blush. He wanted to kiss her back and wrap his arms around her, but Alice was somewhere in the house and although she’d said he could continue things with Jacquie, he didn’t think she’d react very well if she found them naked on the table together.

That evening felt to Josh like so many other evenings he’d lived through before – before Jacquie had soaked her T-shirt in the kitchen sink. He helped Jacquie with dinner: cutting vegetables, stirring sauces, tapping her on the ass when she was in the way. The last part, of course, was new, but he found it just as comfortable as their old routine.

If anything, they were more comfortable with each other now. Josh didn’t have to worry about brushing up against her breasts or standing too close to her while he was chopping at the sink. And if she yawned tiredly and stretched her arms, he could rub her back and give her a heartening smile. It was so nice and pleasant that it seemed as though the last week had never happened; except for the good parts – Josh remembered those like the back of his hand, even though he didn’t really know much about the back of his hand.

When Laura had arrived home and the meal was finished, all five of them ate at the table amidst a healthy dose of conversation, just like old times, apart from the fact that Dawn was rubbing Josh’s crotch beneath the table with her foot. He was so content though, that he didn’t mind it, and he even smiled back at her when she grinned at him.

Afterwards, Laura said she would see to the washing up and Alice offered to help, so Jacquie was given the night off and chose to spend it relaxing on the sofa. After Dawn put her plate in the sink, she caught Josh’s eye and he knew straight away what she was thinking. It wasn’t hard to know, as she was almost always thinking the same thing. He decided that he deserved a bit of reckless fun, so he followed her upstairs after a few minutes.

He found her reading a magazine on her bed, her bare, tanned legs stretched out before her. As soon as Josh had closed the door behind him, she dropped her magazine, jumped up and wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss him.

“Mmm,” she said with a smile, leaning her head against his. “Feeling better now?” Josh smiled and nodded. “So are we going to go for a drive?” she asked.

“It’s late,” said Josh. “Maybe we should just wait until we’re alone.”

Dawn looked disappointed, but she didn’t argue. “Well, at least you’re not sulking any more. I was about to take some drastic measures to cheer you up.”

“Such as?”

“Such as tying you to the bed and fucking you until you stopped moping.”

“Oh, well, you know...I’m still a bit depressed.”

Dawn grinned slyly and ran her hands down to Josh’s ass. “All you have to do is ask, Joshy.”

She kissed him again and moaned into his mouth, and he almost caved into her demands. But Dawn seemed content with kissing and cuddling for now, so he let it be.

“Josh,” she said after a while.

“Mmm?”

“I want you to know that...I wasn’t just trying to cheer you up for my sake. I mean...I did feel bad seeing you like that.”

Josh smiled appreciatively. “You know that that makes you a nice person, right?”

Dawn gave him a funny look. “Are you sure?”

“Pretty sure.”

“Well...I can live with that.”

“So can I,” said Josh, sucking one of her earlobes into his mouth.

Dawn closed her eyes and groaned. “Okay, we have to stop,” she said.

Josh lifted his head and goggled at her. “You want to stop?”

“No,” said Dawn. “But if you keep doing that I won’t be able to.”

Josh slid his hands down to her hips and put a little more space between them. It was worse, like that, because now he could see her legs and her breasts and her feet with their nail-polished toes. He looked up and said, “You know, you have the best body I have ever seen. On anyone. Models and pornstars included.”

Dawn beamed at him. “Guess something has to compensate for my personality, doesn’t it?”

Josh frowned at her and pulled her closer again. “What are you saying that for? I love your personality.”

“You do?” asked Dawn, eyebrow raised.

“Of course I do.”

“Even though you used to call me bitchy, and slutty, and heartless and moronic and—”

“Okay, okay, I get the point. But I didn’t necessarily mean all of those things, and the ones I did...don’t really apply anymore.”

Dawn smiled. “We are growing up, aren’t we?”

“Hopefully not too much,” said Josh.

“No,” said Dawn, looking down at his chest and possibly his crotch. She said, in a dreamlike voice, “We want to stay young and vibrant and...virile forever.”

“Dawn?” said Josh.

Dawn’s head snapped up. “We have to fuck,” she said. “Right now.”

“Dawn, we can’t. We already talked about this.”

Dawn sighed and thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up. “Let me get you off then,” she said. “I can do that through your pants; we wouldn’t even have to get undressed.”

Josh frowned at her. “I thought you were horny? What could getting me off possibly do for you?”

“Trust me, Josh,” she said. “It’ll do a lot. I wanna watch you cum.”

Josh opened and closed his mouth several times, looked at the door, then back at Dawn. “Now?” he said. “Here?”

“Yes, here, now,” said Dawn impatiently. “Come on.”

The door was locked, so no one could walk in, but it wouldn’t matter if he stayed in here too long, or if he wasn’t able to muffle his groans. Still, she was Dawn, and he was alive, so he didn’t have much choice.

Before he could ask her if she was sure, Dawn moved as close as she could to him, body pressed against his, and slipped her hand between his legs. Josh gasped instantly and clutched her tightly. “Mmm,” said Dawn, rubbing her entire body against him. “I missed this.”

With the heel of her palm, she rubbed Josh’s cock through his trousers and underwear, until he found himself grinding it against her hand. She had her face turned up to his, mouth open and eyes gleaming, almost as if she were ready to cum herself.

Josh kept his eyes open, and looked into hers, watching her body move up and down in time with his. He was shuddering and gasping and close to cumming when she said, “Let me suck it, Josh.”

“Dawn!”

“Please, Josh, please,” she said desperately. “It’ll take the same amount of time and no one will hear. We’ll just tell them we were playing chess or something. Okay? Come on. Please.”

There was absolutely no way Josh could resist that – he tried, but he couldn’t. He nodded absently and let her sit him down on the bed, then watched her kneel between his legs. She had his pants and underwear around his ankles in seconds and was then gripping his cock firmly in her hand. “Oh, God, I missed this.”

She slid the tip of her tongue along the underside of his cock, making him quiver. Josh watched her eyes most of all, as she sunk her mouth over his length and drew it all the way inside. He had no idea how Dawn got it that deep but neither did he care right now. She moved her head from side to side, nose brushing his belly. When she took her mouth off, his cock was soaked in saliva, little bubbles and ropes of it dripping onto the floor. Dawn held it in her hand again and rubbed it all over her face, which always made Josh squirm. “Mmm.”

She smiled up at him and lifted her mouth over his cock again, lowering it and stopping, teasing him several times. She grinned with mirth before finally putting him out of his misery and burying his cock inside her mouth again.

Josh’s stomach started to tighten. “Dawn,” he croaked, putting a hand on the back of her head. She lifted her mouth off and held the end of his cock over it, sliding her hand wetly across his shaft. “Come on, Joshy,” she said. “Cum in my mouth. Big sister wants it all.” Josh gasped as he heard her words and squeezed his eyes shut. The longer he held on the better it would be, but Dawn wasn’t making that easy. “You naughty boy, Josh,” she said. “You’re going to cum all over your sister’s face. I bet she wants it though. I bet she wants it in her mouth so she can swallow it all and...”

Josh was barely able to suppress the yell he wanted to utter, as the muscles in his groin tightened suddenly and started to release load after load of cum inside Dawn’s open mouth. And she did manage to get it in her mouth – not a single drop went anywhere else. Josh tried to lock eyes with her as he came, but it was too much and he had to close them. Dawn was pumping his cock with her hand and making “Aaahhh” sounds, as though she was at the doctor.

Josh had no idea how much time passed before he stopped cumming. When the wild spasms subsided, he pried his eyes open and looked down at Dawn with a dazed expression. He actually felt dizzy, and the room was slightly blurry for a moment, but it refocused quickly.

The way that Dawn was holding her mouth let Josh know that she still had most of his cum inside. She squeezed the last few drops out of his cock and sank her mouth over it again, confirming Josh’s suspicions. After she took his cock out again, she opened wide to show him the white mass of liquid inside her mouth, then lowered her head and dribbled it into her cupped hands. Josh had seen this before, and it always made him feel faint to watch. Dawn loved to play with his cum, whether it be smearing it over her body, gargling it for many minutes after she’d received it, or spitting it onto her fingers and spreading it over the lips of her pussy. She made it last as long as she could and she was always disappointed when she had to finally swallow it. So was Josh.

Now she was dribbling it into her hands, licking it up and then doing the same thing again, over and over. Josh wished there was someway of seeing her do that before he came, as he could only imagine how much it would spur him on.

The worst – or best – was when she spoke with it in her mouth, or laughed, and it trickled out and oozed down her chin. And once, after Josh had overcome his hesitation, she’d dribbled it onto his belly and licked it off again. He was amazed that she didn’t mind it on her skin, as his was sticky for hours afterwards. There was just no end to the amazing talents Dawn had, even if some of them were unintentional.

She carried on for so long that Josh considered getting up and leaving her to her fun; but finally she tipped her head back, licked the cum off her palm and swallowed it. She turned to Josh with a grin. “Better than chess, huh?”

***

The next day, at school, most of Josh’s thoughts were dedicated to Jacquie, and most of them were guilty ones. He’d spent so much time with Alice over the last few weeks that he could picture her exactly whenever he closed his eyes. And cumming in Dawn’s mouth, he supposed, was a bonding activity of sorts, so he was spending at least some time with her. But he hadn’t spent much time with Jacquie lately, sexual or otherwise. It wasn’t that he wanted to sleep with her or do anything along those lines; he just wanted to see her and talk to her and be around her again. And, if that happened to lead to a beneath-the-sheets romp, so much the better.

So on his way home from school, as he was passing a row of shops, Josh noticed a florist and walked inside. He’d never bought flowers for anyone before, and he wasn’t sure if Jacquie would think it dorky, but he was feeling guilty and he had to do something.

He wasn’t prepared for the sheer number of different floral species inside, and in the end he picked a bunch at random that he thought Jacquie might like – big yellow flowers that looked kind of tropical to Josh. He paid for them, left the store and walked home, trying not to attract too much attention, as he felt slightly embarrassed carrying a bouquet of bright yellow flowers. They’re for my girlfriend, he thought, that’s what people will think. They won’t think that I received them. Nevertheless he held them low and walked quickly.

At the front door, he spent close to five minutes trying to hide them properly behind his back, and wondering how guys in the movies did it. In the end, he gave up, wiped his feet on the doormat and went inside.

He put his bag beside the door and walked through the living room, hearing the tap running in the kitchen. He found Jacquie in there, her back to him, washing some dishes. Suddenly, he felt very uncomfortable, and considered abandoning his idea. But he swallowed his trepidation and took a step forward, then another, and another, until he was at the table.

He cleared his throat and said, “Uh...hi.”

“Hey, Josh,” Jacquie replied, without turning around. She leaned forward to wipe the back of the bench with a sponge, her blouse lifting up to expose a strip of soft skin.

Josh swallowed again and bit back his frustration. Why couldn’t she turn around? “Uh...um...” he stammered.

Jacquie straightened up and finally turned. When she saw the flowers, her face split into a huge grin. “What’s this?” she said. “Who are they for?”

“You,” said Josh, his cheeks burning. Now he really felt stupid. Flowers? he thought cynically. Why did I buy flowers? Everyone buys flowers. They’re such a cliché. No one wants flowers anymore.

But Jacquie’s face had lit up and her mouth was hanging open. “For me?” she said. “What for?”

“Uh...just...because I’ve been a bit preoccupied lately.”

Jacquie walked forward and took the flowers from him, looking at them with delighted astonishment. They were about half as big as Josh’s body, from the end of the stalks to the tips of the flowers. Jacquie bent one towards her and smelled it. “I can’t believe you bought me flowers,” she said. “This is...”

Josh smiled nervously and waited until Jacquie had lowered the bouquet and come closer to him. “You bought me flowers,” she said.

“It’s...uh...yeah,” he said, overwhelmed by her reaction.

“But flowers, Josh!” she said. “For me!”

“Yeah,” said Josh, wondering if she were all right. “For you.”

Jacquie smiled at him and closed the rest of the distance between them, holding the bouquet aside so that she could kiss Josh on the lips. Josh put his hands lightly on her upper arms, to steady himself, as he’d never been kissed like this before. Jacquie kept her mouth on his for so long that he ran out of breath and had to lift his mouth away. He swallowed, let out an unsteady breath, and opened his eyes. “Wow.”

Jacquie grinned and looked at her flowers again, then back at Josh. “Of course, you realise I’m going to have to screw your brains out now,” she said.

“You are?” said Josh.

“Oh, yeah. Big time.”

Josh quivered with anticipation. “When?” he breathed, his hormones rallying to the call. His body was responding very quickly to this news.

“Oh, tonight, maybe,” said Jacquie. “If we’re alone. And then tomorrow. And on Friday. Most of the weekend too. Pretty much for the rest of the year.”

“Do I get this treatment every time I buy you flowers?” Josh inquired.

“No,” said Jacquie, with a grin. “Next time you have to buy me chocolates.”

Josh made several, underlined mental notes to buy Jacquie the largest, richest, most expensive box of chocolates he could find. He was breathing shallowly now and his palms were sweating. Jacquie leaned closer and pressed her nose against his. “Thank you,” she said. “I love them.”

“You’re welcome,” said Josh, accepting another kiss.

“I’m going to put my flowers in some water,” said Jacquie, giggling. Josh sat down and watched her find a vase for her flowers and put her flowers in some water and then listened to her tell him how much she loved her flowers. Which was quite a bit, apparently.

After that, she yanked Josh to his feet, put her back to a cupboard and pulled him towards her. She kissed him for so long and with so much force that Josh’s lips were sore and his mind buzzing with a new kind of pleasure. Flowers, was all he could think. Why didn’t I ever see it before?




Party of Five Ch. 18



He had no doubt that Jacquie would have lived up to her promise, right there in the kitchen, if Alice hadn’t come home when she did. They were on the floor by then, and as soon as they heard the door, Jacquie jumped up and composed herself. Josh was startled to see her buttoning her jeans back up, when he hadn’t even seen her get them open. He stood up quickly and took a few deep, calming breaths. He was beginning to suspect, though, that Alice was purposefully stalling and making a lot of noise, so that he had enough time to stop whatever it was he might be doing. He was pretty sure he was right, when Alice walked tentatively into the kitchen, peeking her head around the door. She saw Josh and Jacquie and smiled. “Hi.”

“Hey, Al,” said Jacquie, breathing hard..

Alice put a bag full of books down on the table and stood smiling at them. Jacquie looked nervous. “Um...I have to take a shower,” she said. “I’ve been...working in the garden all day,” she added nonchalantly, looking down at herself. “I’m filthy.” She gave Alice an anxious smile and then, after a quick glance at Josh, hurried from the room. Alice watched her go until she was out of sight, then turned back to Josh with a smile. “Did I interrupt something?”

Josh flushed and looked down at the floor. Alice giggled and came towards him. He could already hear the shower running upstairs, and he suspected that it was a cold one. As soon as Alice was a few feet away, Josh’s body tensed up and his mouth became suddenly dry. His arms were itching at his sides, desperate to encircle Alice’s waist. She hesitated, and he saw the doubt in her eyes, but then she came closer and slid her arms around his back, hugging him tight. Relief and pleasure flooded Josh’s body, and he hugged her back.

“Did you have a good day today?” Alice asked, looking up at him. He found it hard to reply, as he was struck speechless by the beauty of her face. She was the most adorable thing he’d ever seen, and his heart seemed to change its pace drastically whenever she looked at him like this, or even looked at him at all. She’d always smiled at him, but he’d never been able to look back properly; now though, he could see just how pretty her lips were, how soft her cheeks looked, and how her eyes sparkled when she looked at him. He wondered if they sparkled like that for anyone else.

“I had a very good day,” he said. “And it just got better.” Alice smiled and turned her head to the side to rest it on his chest.

Josh always felt stronger and more courageous when he was with her. She felt like the younger one sometimes, nestling against his body or standing on her toes to kiss him. Jacquie made him feel like an equal some of the time, and the inexperienced one other times. And Dawn...Dawn liked to take charge. But with Alice resting her soft cheek against him, Josh felt like a pillar of strength, and loved that she depended on him so much.

They were so familiar and comfortable with each other now, and yet at the same time they were shy and awkward and nervous. Josh liked it both ways, though right now he felt as though they had been lovers forever.

Alice raised her head and nuzzled her nose against Josh’s, speaking in whispers. He found that these days they usually spoke to one another with their faces pressed together. “Are we going to be alone again soon?” she asked.

Josh nodded, his nose sliding up and down hers. “Definitely.”

“But it won’t be long until we are, will it?”

“No,” said Josh, smiling. “You can’t wait?”

Alice shook her head, their noses brushing side-to-side. “Not even for a minute.”

Josh grinned at her and slid his hands down to the small of her back, marvelling at how slender her waist seemed. The difference in height also seemed far more pronounced with Alice than with Dawn. She seemed so little and soft and so damned cute.

“I’ll take longer than that just kissing you,” said Josh. “And much longer doing other things.”

“Oh, yeah?” said Alice. “How long?”

Josh looked at the ceiling and pretended to think. “Forty-eight hours,” he said. “Maybe more.”

“Forty-eight hours?” Alice echoed, mouth hanging open. “I don’t think I could last that long.”

“Oh, you’d have to,” said Josh. “Because I wouldn’t be able to let you go.”

Alice grinned broadly and kissed him slowly, softly...sweetly, on the mouth. Her kisses made Josh tremble, made the world turn upside down and his heart do the same. He felt weaker and stronger at the same time, full of courage and completely frightened, burning with desire and yet perfectly calm. He’d never experienced anything like it before and he didn’t think he ever would.

Alice lowered her face so that Josh could kiss her on the forehead, then raised it to him again and spoke in a quiet voice. “I have to work tonight,” she said. “Someone else called in sick.”

“No!” said Josh, disappointed. “Do you have to?”

Alice smiled at him. “Yeah. We wouldn’t have been able to do anything, anyway.”

“I don’t care,” said Josh. “I just wanted to see you.”

Alice beamed and hugged him harder. “You’re so sweet.”

“So you’ll stay?” asked Josh.

Alice laughed and raised her lips to him, Josh kissing them softly. “I wish I could,” she said. “I really do. I wish I could spend all day with you.”

“We’ll do that,” said Josh. “One day.”

Alice nodded. “One day.”

She stepped back, gave Josh a warm smile and then turned away, letting her fingers fall from his at the last possible moment. She was ten feet away from him and already Josh missed her. She smiled at him over her shoulder and Josh smiled back until she’d left the room. He let out a long sigh once he was alone, deliriously happy but still disappointed that Jacquie and Alice had both left so soon. He supposed that’s what he got for being in love with two girls.

Three girls, Josh corrected himself, as he heard the front door open and footsteps in the living room. Dawn came into the kitchen, looked around, and, finding only Josh there, pounced on him and kissed him fiercely. What is this? he thought. Tour de Josh day? Still, he wasn’t complaining. Not in the slightest.

“Do we have the house to ourselves?” Dawn asked with an enormous grin. “Oh, I’m gonna fuck you so hard, Josh. I’m going to stick your dick in my pussy and squeeze your balls until you—”

“Jacquie and Alice are upstairs,” Josh interjected, definitely bursting her bubble. He regretted it as soon as he said it; he would have liked to hear the rest of what she had planned.

“They are?” said Dawn, her face falling. “Oh, well, that’s just fucking great!” She looked angrily at the stairs, as though expecting Jacquie or Alice to appear at any moment. “Spoilsports.”

“Calm down,” said Josh. “I can come to your room tonight.”

Dawn’s face lit up, and then fell again. “Oh, I can’t – I’m going out tonight.”

“Oh,” said Josh, disappointed too. “Well...next time then.”

Dawn sighed in irritation. “It’s always next time. We never get to have any fun.”

“Dawn...we have fun, like, five times a day.”

“So?” said Dawn. “I want it six times a day.”

Josh shook his head with a smile. “I’m sure you can find some other guy tonight if you want to,” he said. He looked at Dawn closely, waiting for her response. It was something he’d been wondering about for a while now: whether she was still sleeping with other guys. He knew that Jacquie’s love life had been slow for the last few years (she’d told him as much once he became a part of it), and he knew that Alice had only had sex with one other guy, but he had no idea if Dawn was still pursuing her libidinous lifestyle outside the house. He hoped the curiosity didn’t show on his face.

Dawn began her reply with a groan, which Josh supposed was a good sign. “Noooo,” she said miserably. “Other guys are no fun anymore. I wanna fuck you.”

Josh’s chest swelled with gratitude and a little relief. He had no idea when he’d become so possessive of Dawn, but he seemed to have picked up some brotherly affection for her along the way. Among all the fingering and cock sucking, that is.

He was about to reply when Dawn looked up with a shrewd smile. “You’re not jealous, are you?”

“Jealous?” said Josh. “Of course not. Why would I be jealous? I’m not jealous.”

Dawn came closer and pressed her body up against his. “I think you are,” she said. “I think you want me all to yourself.”

Josh flushed. “I...I don’t,” he said. “I don’t care who you sleep with.”

Dawn smiled genuinely and leaned her head against his. “Oh, yes, you do. And I think it’s cute.” Josh flushed even more and turned his eyes away. “But, Josh,” Dawn added, suddenly serious, “remember that this can’t last forever. I will have to start seeing other guys at some point.”

“I- I know that,” Josh replied, though he felt a sudden despondency hearing her talk about the end of their relationship. Of course he knew it couldn’t last forever; he couldn’t spend the rest of his life sleeping with his three sisters, as much as he wanted to. But it was still jarring to hear Dawn bring it up. “I know that,” he said again.

He wondered whether it was fair to feel jealous towards Dawn when he himself was intimate with two other girls. He’d never seen himself as the sleep-around type; he’d always thought he’d find one girl to love and be faithful to and never need or want anyone else. But then these were his sisters and that was different, wasn’t it? He loved them all equally, and sex with them was different to sex with any other girl. It was something to make them feel good and get closer to one another; a conduit to better relationships than the ones they’d had. And both Dawn and Alice didn’t seem to mind that he was intimate with other girls, so maybe he shouldn’t be looking at his sisters the same way he would look at three other girls.

When Josh snapped out of his reverie, he found Dawn smiling at him. She put a hand against his cheek. “Don’t think about that now,” she said. “We’ve got ages together. And even if I do find some other guy, I’ll still fuck you if you want.”

Josh frowned. “You wouldn’t care that that’s being unfaithful?”

“You’re my brother,” said Dawn, shrugging. “It doesn’t count.”

Josh smiled and put his arms around her, inhaling the fruity scent of her hair. It wasn’t long before her hand found its way between his legs. He could still hear the shower upstairs, so he didn’t stop her, and before long he was groaning and squirming against her touch. Dawn paused long enough to grab some tissues from the bench and stuff them down his pants; then she made him cum. Josh gripped her hard and ground his crotch against her, filling up the tissues.

“Nice?” she inquired, when he’d opened his eyes again.

“Very,” said Josh. He took several deep breaths and kissed her on the lips. “Alice will be down soon,” he said. Dawn nodded and took her hand and body away from him, just as Jacquie and Alice had, except that Dawn had relieved some of his tension.

She turned around, flashed him a brilliant smile, and marched up the stairs. It was only because he’d just cum that Josh was able to ignore the sight of her magnificent thighs. Now alone, he sat down at the table and realised for the first time how tired he felt. It wasn’t yet five o’clock, but he figured a decent nap before dinner might do him some good. So, staggering to his feet, he made his way to his room, lay down on his bed and fell asleep within two minutes, more exhausted than he’d realised.



Party of Five Ch. 19



Author's Note: I know the waits are getting longer, but then writing is a fickle talent and it seems to have left me lately. That doesn't mean forever though, so don't despair. 

Some people seem to think the story is about to end or did end last chapter. I can't say how many more chapters there'll be, as I don't know myself, but I wouldn't say we're near the end yet. When the story does finish, you'll know it by the big "This is the last chapter" statement at the beginning. Until then, I'd appreciate any feedback people care to give. I read it all, so leave some sort of comment or e-mail or anything really, if you have the time. Okay, okay, I'm boring you. So here's chapter 19. Oh, and I should say that the pace is slower in this one, but I'm treating this like a novel, so the chapters don't have to act as stand-alones. Therefore, I won't simply be adding new girls and new locations and new toys to stir up the story. Anyway, I should let you read it.

Thanks to MaginMan again. Enjoy.

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Chapter 19

Jacquie hadn't been kidding about screwing Josh's brains out. He had decided to miss school for a day in order to spend some time with her, which he ended up doing in her bed for five hours straight. After experiencing more orgasms than he could count, Josh wasn't sure where his brains had gone, but they sure as hell weren't inside his head. He had discovered during their time together that Jacquie could be quite a bit like Dawn when she wanted to. She was relentless in her pursuit of pleasure – both giving and receiving it – and by the time three o'clock rolled around, Josh was utterly exhausted.

"You look tired," Jacquie observed, lying naked under the sheets.

"I've just had more orgasms in the last five hours than I have in the last five weeks!" Josh replied by way of an explanation.

Jacquie propped herself up on her elbow and smiled at him. "But you're not complaining are you?"

Josh smiled back. "No, I'm not complaining."

"I think we're running out of condoms though," said Jacquie, leaning over to check the box. As she did, Josh saw once again her full, magnificent breasts, always so much larger when he was in bed with them. They were too tempting for him, so despite his lassitude, he reached out and took them in his hands. Jacquie rolled back over with a smile. "Oh, you like my breasts do you?"

"I love your breasts," said Josh. "And I love your nose. And your arms. And your ass. And I love your pussy too."

"What, no love for my legs?" said Jacquie.

"Oh, lots of love for your legs," said Josh. "I think your legs are the most exquisite legs I've ever seen."

"Really?" said Jacquie. "Would you like to feel them around you again?"

"Again!?" Josh exclaimed incredulously. "You're not serious?"

Jacquie chuckled. "Well, I just thought you might like to get the full mileage out of your gift."

"So this is a gift now?"

"No, I meant the flowers you gave me. They're good for as many fucks as you want within a twenty-four hour period."

"So I can't save some for later?"

"No, you'll get new ones then."

Josh sighed tiredly. "Do I have to?"

"Yep, come on," said Jacquie, and slid on top of him. "Here," she added, putting Josh's hands on her breasts, "you can play with my tits. I'll do all the work."

With another extravagant sigh, Josh pulled her chest down to his face and put his mouth around one of her nipples, as Jacquie eased his cock inside her. Just as every other time that day, she was an animal, rivalling even Dawn's unbridled hunger for carnal delight. She dragged her breasts all over Josh's chest and face and grinned at him in a very Dawn-like way when he was building to his climax. He came with his face buried between Jacquie's breasts and then collapsed back on the bed, hardly believing he could feel more tired than he had before.

Jacquie rolled off him and slid the condom off his cock with a smile, then dropped it in the wastebasket beside her bed, which was very full and very colourful by now. After that, she lay satisfied – for the moment at least – beside Josh and drew circles on his chest with her fingers.

"So do I get that head today as well?" she asked.

"That I can do," said Josh. "But...in a little while."

Jacquie smiled at him and kissed his chest. "Looking forward to eating your first pussy?"

Again, Josh felt a stab – several stabs actually – of guilt, as he did every time Jacquie mentioned him doing something for the first time which he had already done with Dawn. It was becoming increasingly hard to keep the truth from her, and he knew that soon, he would have to tell her everything, and tell Dawn too, about Alice. But he'd have to do it right, and he wasn't ready yet.

More than once today, as he was about to cum, with Jacquie's face pressed against his and her eyes boring into him, Josh was struck by nostalgic memories, which ran through his head like wild rabbits. The last time, he had thought of their trip to Fiji, when he had been in the pool, and Dawn had snagged his swimming shorts. As soon as Jacquie had noticed, she'd chased Dawn around the pool – despite the 'No Running' sign – until she got Josh's shorts back and handed them to him without making fun of him. Josh was extremely grateful as he took them, scowling over Jacquie's shoulder at Dawn, who was making kissing faces at him. He remembered it fondly, even though it was one of his more humiliating memories. It made it a lot harder to keep the truth from Jacquie, when he thought of everything they'd been through together.

"I'm looking forward to it very much," he said in response to her question.

"What do you think it'll taste like?" Jacquie asked.

"Um...like fish, probably." She hit him in the chest. "Ow!"

"You couldn't have said 'chocolate' or 'caramel' or 'the air on a warm summer's night, wrapped in velvet and sprinkled with raindrops'?"

"Yes, well, as I have no idea what wet, velvet-wrapped air tastes like, I'll stick with fish."

Jacquie lowered her face dangerously close to Josh's, her gaze piercing. "Just remember who cooks the meals around here, mister. I might accidentally mix up the paprika and the rat poison next time you have to eat."

"I don't see how," Josh replied. "They're in completely different containers and they have those big labels that—"

Jacquie hit him in the chest again, grinning broadly. Josh took it good-naturedly and put an arm around her. "I'm kidding," he said. "I think your pussy will taste like rare, Tibetan spring water, hand-collected by blind monks who purify it by deep meditation." Josh grinned. "That, and fish."

"Aargh!" Jacquie rolled over and flattened Josh to the bed, tickling every part of his body as he tried to hold back her hands. They writhed and twisted and squirmed for several minutes before Jacquie rolled off him and they both lay on their backs, staring up at the ceiling and gasping for air.

"Ice cream," panted Josh. "I meant ice cream."

Jacquie broke into peals of unrestrained laughter and continued for quite some time, until she subsided into giggles, which she muffled against Josh's shoulder. When she had recovered herself, and wiped the tears from her eyes, she looked down at Josh and asked, "Wanna taste the fish yet?"

Josh grinned. "Sure." He traded places with Jacquie, so that she was lying on her back, head on a pillow, and he was kneeling between her legs. She spread her thighs apart and smiled down at Josh as he lay on his front and propped himself on his elbows. "So, do you need any help?" she asked.

"I'll see how I go first," Josh replied. Jacquie settled back into the pillows and waited eagerly for Josh's tongue. Josh racked his brain and tried to think of everything Dawn had ever taught him about the fine art of cunnilingus. After he had sketched out a rough plan in his head, he lowered his mouth to Jacquie's puss and did his thing.

At first, he was dismayed by the lack of moans and groans and weak-kneed whimpers. But when he looked up, he noticed that Jacquie was uttering the silent type of moans and whimpers; her mouth gaping open with pleasure, and her eyes screwed tightly shut. That didn't last long though; soon, she was vocalising her pleasure as much as Dawn ever did.

"Oh, fuck, Josh!" she exclaimed. "That is... Oh, my God!"

Josh grinned and reminded himself to thank Dawn profusely. Jacquie's amazed exclamations accompanied him all the way, as he used his tongue and lips and fingers to probe every inch of her pussy, inside and out. He made sure that he wet his fingers first, as Dawn had taught him and that he paid close attention to Jacquie's clit, which was quite prominent by now. Before long, she was running her hands through his hair and panting like an Olympic athlete, telling him not to stop. And Josh didn't, because he heard Dawn's voice inside his head, telling him that she'd kill him if he did. Thinking of Dawn sent an extra thrill down Josh's spine, but Jacquie was the focus of his attention right now.

He backed her away from orgasm and built her up again several times, until she was begging him to make her cum. Josh decided to oblige and sucked her clit into his mouth while his fingers probed her pussy. Her orgasm was intense; she threw her head back and wrapped her legs around Josh's head, moaning and screaming and making a funny gargling sound. When the yells subsided, she looked down and started panting as Josh continued licking her. He did so for some time and was about to stop, when Jacquie suddenly cried, "Oh, my God, I'm going to cum again. Oh, my God!"

Spasms racked her body, and Josh felt her vagina contract around his fingers again. His tongue was working overtime, and his jaw was aching, but it was all worth it to hear Jacquie cum again. He didn't think even Dawn had ever had two orgasms so close together. By the time the second one was over, Jacquie was staring wide-eyed at him, mouth hanging open like a carnival clown. Josh supposed he was allowed to stop, and took his mouth off her pussy, rubbing the side of his jaw. The way Jacquie was looking at him was a bit disconcerting. She kept quiet for a long time, and Josh was about to say something when she leapt forward, pinned him down on the bed and smothered his lips with her own. It was a very intense, almost painful kiss. Jacquie was pressing her lips against his with complete abandon, holding his face still between her hands. When she finally lifted her mouth, Josh was the one staring wide-eyed and open-mouthed.

"Where the fuck did you learn how to do that?" Jacquie asked, amazed.

"The Internet," Josh replied, pushing himself up. "I read about it."

"You did?" said Jacquie. "That was...amazing. I mean...guys have done that to me before but they never knew what they were doing and...and it was never like that."

Wow, thought Josh, Dawn really knew what she was talking about. He felt bad taking the credit for himself, but the alternative really wasn't an option.

"Well, they don't know you like I do," he said. "And what guys gave you head?" he added with jealousy.

Jacquie smiled. "That was a long time ago, Josh. But why didn't you tell me you could do that?"

"I...didn't know."

"Well," she said, "you're going to have to do that every day now."

"I have no problem with that," Josh replied. He liked the way Jacquie was beaming at him and loved the fact that he could make her feel so good, so he had no objection to doing it again, whenever she wanted.

"Come on," said Jacquie, taking him by the hand and pulling him back to the top of the bed. "I think I have to reward you for that."

Josh wondered what she meant by that, as he watched her settle into the same position she had been in a moment ago, then tap her hips. "Come up here," she said. Shivering with anticipation, Josh crawled up her body, until he was kneeling on either side of her chest. "Do you know what tit-fucking is?" she asked him.

Josh goggled at her. "Are you serious?"

"Might as well put these things to good use," Jacquie replied.

Josh looked down at her breasts, thinking that they suddenly looked a lot bigger than Dawn's and Alice's. He'd done this with Dawn before, but he'd always wanted to do it with Jacquie, though he'd been too afraid to ask. Encouraged by her smile, he eased his cock into the crease between her breasts and watched her squeeze them together to close it in.

"Should I...use a condom?" Josh asked.

"No," said Jacquie. "Just cum on my chest."

A spasm ran through Josh's hips and started him off. He slid his cock back and forth, Jacquie's breasts and chest cushioning it wonderfully. It had always produced some of his largest orgasms, when Dawn let him fuck her instead of fucking him back – in her mouth, between her tits, against her belly. Add to that the curious sensation of sitting astride your sister's chest, and you have one hell of an orgasm. It was the same with Jacquie now, seeing her face below him, eyes looking up into his and sparkling with desire. Just as always, the taboo was strongest with her – his second mother figure lying beneath him and letting him fuck her chest. It was the idea of letting him that always spun Josh's mind. Dawn – and now Jacquie – would simply sit back and offer him their bodies, like a gift, to do with it what he would. And the way they looked at him... It was incredible.

Josh ran through all these thoughts in his head, and soon, his orgasm was rearing its very welcome head. The skin of Jacquie's breasts felt suddenly softer, her eyes became suddenly brighter, and his cum suddenly felt a whole lot closer to the surface. He groaned as his orgasm came upon him and thrust his cock hard between Jacquie's breasts, depositing quite a large load of cum – considering how much he'd already deposited today – onto her chest. Her breasts smothered most of it, but some of it escaped and shot up near her collarbones. To Josh's extremely pleasant surprise, Jacquie scooped those stray beads up with her fingers and sucked them into her mouth. There wasn't much, so she didn't grimace, but merely grinned at Josh and laughed as she saw his reaction.

"You like that?" she said, taking her hands away from her breasts and rubbing them up and down his thighs. It always made him cum harder when Jacquie or Dawn or – to a lesser extent – Alice rubbed any part of his body and watched him while he came.

Now that Jacquie's breasts had bounced apart, Josh could see the spider web of cum between them. He finished milking his cock and collapsed breathlessly beside her. Jacquie trailed a finger through the puddle of cum between her breasts and looked over at Josh. "Was that good?"

"Define 'good'," Josh panted.

Jacquie laughed. "Did you like seeing me eat it?" All Josh could do was nod. "It's not that bad really," she said. "At least, yours isn't. But I've had some guys who tasted like sea water." Josh made a face at her. "Sorry," she said, patting his arm with a smile.

A few minutes passed in silence, and then Jacquie said: "You know...I'm thinking you deserve more of a reward than that."

"More?" said Josh, hardly daring to believe what it could be.

"Yeah," said Jacquie, rolling closer to him. "I think I should blow you again. And I'll swallow it this time."

Josh's face went either very pale or very red – he wasn't sure. "Are you serious?"

"Yep," Jacquie replied. "As soon as you're hard again...or whenever you want...I'll blow you and swallow it all."

A shaky breath escaped Josh's lips. "Okay," he said faintly.

"So, when do you want it?"

"Maybe later," he replied. "I need a chance to...restock."

"Oh, God," said Jacquie, sounding as if she was having second thoughts.

Josh put his arm around her shoulders, drew her closer and kissed the top of her head. "Do you realise how many times I've cum today?"

In response, Jacquie reached down and hoisted the wastebasket onto the bed, then started sorting through the used condoms. "I think there's at least fifteen in here," she said.

"Fifteen?" Josh exclaimed. "That's more than twice an hour."

"Don't forget the one on my tits and the two blowjobs," said Jacquie.

Josh felt faint just thinking about it. "It's going to take weeks before I can cum again," he remarked.

"Well, don't wait too long," said Jacquie. "I don't know how much of it I'll be able to swallow."

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Cumming more than fifteen times in a single day may have been a difficult thing to do, but Dawn didn't care. Josh had downplayed the number slightly, so as not to have her demanding that he fuck her fifteen times, but it didn't do much to placate her. She knew it had been with Jacquie though, and it was such a relief to be able to tell someone the truth about his daily activities.

It was in the bathroom, of all places, where she accosted him after school. Josh had been shaving, concentrating carefully, when Dawn walked in, pulled down her skirt and panties and sat on the toilet. "Hey, Josh," she said casually.

Josh spun around, looking at her with horror. "What the hell are you doing!?"

"What?" Dawn replied innocently. "I'm taking a leak, what does it look like?"

Josh goggled at her. "I'm in the room!" he cried.

"So?" said Dawn. "You've seen me naked before. Quit being such a baby."

Josh opened and closed his mouth and stammered several things while Dawn looked at him with an amused expression. "Maybe you should put the razor down first," she said. "If you're going to go crazy and all."

Josh shook his head and muttered under his breath, then turned back to the mirror. It didn't help that he could see Dawn's reflection in it, grinning at him, and hear the trickle of urine she was expelling. He tried not to look at her but quickly abandoned that idea when he cut himself.

Finally finished, Dawn flushed the toilet, washed her hands and stood beside Josh to watch him shave, which was even more distracting than seeing her pee. "You missed a spot," she said, pointing at his cheek.

"Dawn!" Josh exclaimed. "That is really distracting."

Dawn expelled a long breath and kept silent while she watched. Josh was disconcerted by her attention and her presence, but he managed to refrain from cutting himself again. After he'd finished and washed his face, Dawn ran her hand over his cheek. "Ooh, nice and smooth," she said, kissing his jaw. "You shave a lot more these days, you know. You used to let it grow all shaggy and messy and..." Josh looked at her pointedly. "What?" she said. "Oh...right...the pimples. Well, they're gone now, so there's no excuse for being Mr Hobo anymore."

Josh gave her a "Very funny" smirk and wiped his face with a towel. That was when Dawn had asked him what he did today, and when he'd told her.

"It's just not fair," she said when he'd finished. "Jacquie gets to fuck you all day and now you don't have any left for me."

"Dawn...we don't have to have sex just for the sake of it you know. Why can't we wait until we really want to?"

"But I do really want to," Dawn replied petulantly.

"More than you did yesterday?" asked Josh. "And the day before? And the day before that? My God, you wanted to blow me in the front garden the other day!"

"No one would have seen," Dawn replied defensively. "There were trees and stuff around."

"That's not the point," said Josh. "Sometimes...sometimes sex can be more than just relieving hormones. Haven't you ever experienced that?"

"What, you mean like making love?"

"Well...I guess so."

"No, Josh," Dawn replied resignedly. "I've never been in love before, have I? Well, except for you."

"You're in love with me?" Josh asked incredulously, eyes wide.

"I told you that," said Dawn. "Remember?"

Josh frowned. "No."

"In the bathroom that day, when you came on my belly."




Party of Five Ch. 19



"Oh," said Josh. "Then I was probably preoccupied. But...wait...so you're in love with me?"

Dawn shrugged. "I don't know. How am I supposed to know if I am?"

"You just...feel it," said Josh.

"Feel what?"

"I don't know. You feel like you can't live without the person; like you can't wait to see them when you get home; and you'd do anything to make them happy..."

"Check, check and check," said Dawn.

"What!?" Josh exclaimed. "You're not serious..."

"I am," Dawn replied in a wounded tone.

Josh rubbed his temple, feeling tired. "Dawn...you would throw me into the ocean if it meant saving your own skin."

"I would not!" said Dawn, looking horrified. At Josh's sceptical look, she added, "Okay...so maybe I would have before; but not now. I like you now."

"You like my cock," said Josh. "And there are plenty of those around."

Dawn sighed irritably and came closer to Josh, looking up at his face. "I don't just like your cock," she said. "I like you. I like talking to you and spending time with you and lying in bed with you." She looked down at the floor, and it was the first time in eighteen years of knowing her that Josh saw Dawn looking embarrassed. "You make me laugh."

"I make you laugh?" said Josh, with his eyebrows raised.

Dawn looked up. "Yeah."

"And that means that you're in love with me?"

"Not just that," said Dawn. "The other stuff too." Her voice became suddenly sharper. "Why are you so eager to prove me wrong? Just tell me you don't love me if that's how you feel."

"I do though," said Josh.

"Then what's the big deal? Is it the sex thing? You want to have meaningful sex?"

"I- I don't know."

Dawn sighed. "Well, I do," she said, with finality.

"You do?"

"Yes. I want to make love to you and kiss you and...and not use the word fuck even once. And I won't blow you either."

Josh was smiling at her now, floored by her reaction to all this. "So...you want to make love?" he said.

"Yes," Dawn replied firmly. "I want to make love to you so that you'll believe I'm in love with you."

"When?" asked Josh.

"The next time you can stay home from school," replied Dawn.

"That might be a while."

"Well, I'll wait. If this love shit is all you make it out to be, then it should be worth the wait, right?"

Josh raised his eyebrows again. "Love shit?"

"Sorry...love stuff," amended Dawn, putting her arms around Josh's neck and kissing him the way Jacquie and Alice kissed him. Maybe she was serious after all.

"So you let me know, all right," she said. "And I'll call in sick at work, and we'll stay home together and make sweet, sweet love."

"If I were a betting man..." said Josh.

"Oh, shut up," said Dawn, slapping him on the arm.

She leaned into him and closed her eyes, resting her head against his chest. They stayed like that for several minutes, before Dawn finally opened her eyes and untangled herself from Josh. She looked at his reflection in the mirror. "What's up with your hair?"

"What do you mean?" said Josh. "What's wrong with my hair?"

"I dunno," said Dawn. "Why you don't change it a bit?" She found a tub of gel, spread some on her hands and started fiddling around with Josh's hair. After a few more minutes and several different hairstyles, she washed her hands and smiled at Josh with satisfaction. "See – doesn't that look better?"

Josh looked at his reflection and raised his eyebrows. "It looks stupid."

"It does not," said Dawn. "You look better like this." Josh snorted sceptically, which made Dawn throw up her hands. "Fine," she said, "do it however you want." She turned on her heel and left the room. Josh turned back to the mirror, looked at his hair for a few moments, and decided to leave it as it was.

* * *

Josh had to admit to himself that he was highly intrigued by the prospect of actually making love to Dawn. More than anything, he was curious to see if she would be capable of it. Whenever he played a potential scene out in his mind, it always ended with Dawn complaining it was too slow and sticking his cock in her mouth instead. But then, that wouldn't be an entirely unwelcome outcome, so there was no reason not to look forward to it.

Being on good terms with all of his sisters at once was proving difficult for Josh. Whenever he was alone with one of them, they'd be all over each other, and whenever he was with all three of them, they would all be casting him conspiratorial grins. He wasn't sure how he'd managed to keep everything a secret up until now, but he was worried that it wouldn't last.

Things with Alice were great because they were new and different and, unlike with Jacquie and Dawn, they both seemed shy and timid when it came to their new relationship. He drank up her bashful smiles and nervous gazes like an intoxicating wine, which, just like real wine, made his head buzz.

She seemed so much smaller than his other sisters when she was in his arms, so delicate and soft and so receptive to his touch. Even stroking the skin on her neck could make her tremble against him. Josh could restrain himself a lot more around her, but nowhere near as much as he'd thought. When he hugged her, her breasts pressing against his chest and her hands planted firmly on his back, it took a decent effort to suppress his desires. But he did so, because he was afraid of scaring her or hurting her.

Alice seemed to be looking forward to their next time together as much as Josh was, though. The only problem was that they got very little time to themselves, certainly less than Josh got with Jacquie or Dawn. Jacquie was home every day of the week and Josh finished school early on some of them, so he could see her quite often. And, of course, they were able to talk to each other when they cooked meals or washed the dishes in the evening. Finding time alone with Dawn was a little more difficult, but with her, they didn't always have to be alone. She was getting more and more reckless, and although Josh tried to reason with her, she just brushed his concerns aside and went about her business – which was to make him cum, powerfully and repeatedly.

Time alone with Alice was a much rarer commodity; it was only at night that they could really be alone together. At one o'clock in the morning on a Sunday night, Josh left his room and made his way silently to Alice's door. She left it open for him now, so he turned the knob, stepped inside and shut it behind him. Alice rolled over instantly, and Josh was sure she was smiling.

"Hey," he whispered.

"Hey."

He went over to the bed and embraced her, letting her pull him down beneath the sheets. "I was wondering when you'd come," she whispered. He hadn't been to see her at night since their first time together, because he could only do so when everyone else was in their room asleep. If Dawn was out or Laura was staying up late, it became too risky and Josh had to stay in his room, in case he was checked on. Tonight though, had been the perfect opportunity.

They were lying on their sides, facing each other and punctuating the silence with the occasional kiss or stroke of the cheek. It was always nice being able to take things slow with Alice; the pace with Jacquie was usually a medium one and it could be measured in split seconds with Dawn. With Alice, Josh felt young and inexperienced again, full of curiosity at the soft beauty in bed with him.

"You have school tomorrow," said Alice, running a finger down the side of his face. "Are you sure you don't need to sleep?"

"I can sleep here," said Josh.

Alice smiled. "You won't sleep and you know it."

Josh smiled back and kissed her lightly on the lips. "There are other things more relaxing than sleep, you know."

"Such as?"

"Such as this," said Josh, kissing her neck. "And this," – kissing her below the ear – "and this" – sliding his tongue all the way inside her mouth and eliciting a soft little sigh.

"Anything else?" said Alice.

Josh grinned and held up a condom. Alice wrapped her hand around Josh's and looked at him closely. "Are you sure?"

"Only if you want to," Josh replied.

"I do," said Alice.

Josh kissed her forehead and rolled on top of her, careful not to weigh her down too much. "I...um...brought another one," he said, taking a second condom out of his shirt pocket.

Alice merely smiled in reply. For Josh, the next ten minutes were all about Alice. He neglected the nagging desire of his own body, so that he could please her. He explored her face with his lips and her stomach with his hand. He inhaled the soapy smell of her hair and marvelled at how impossibly soft the skin on her throat was. Alice watched him with a smile, letting him do as he pleased.

"You're good at this," she said at one point. "Now that you have all that practice."

Josh's smile faded and he looked away from her with a little ball of guilt bouncing around inside his stomach. But Alice took his face gently between her hands and waited until he looked at her. "Josh, don't feel bad about it," she said, her voice so soft that Josh's heavy breathing sounded like a jet engine in comparison. "I told you it was okay."

Josh nodded. "I know."

"And besides," Alice added, "I get to reap all the benefits." She gave him such a sweet smile that Josh couldn't help but smile back and kiss her again. They kissed for a long while, and then Alice said, "I like your hair," while she plucked at it with her fingers.

"I thought I needed a change," said Josh.

Alice raised her head off the pillow and touched her lips to his, barely a kiss, but enough to send a shiver down Josh's spine.

Then it was time to lift up her nightdress and slip it over her head. Josh put it carefully on the floor before turning back to Alice. She became shy again, now that she was naked, but just like the first time, she was a vision. Her bare shoulders, her slender arms, her soft breasts; they all caught slivers of moonlight from the window and looked like something far softer than human skin. Josh ran his hand across her stomach and leaned down to kiss the top of her chest.

As he did that, he let Alice unbutton his shirt and drop it on the floor. She ran her hands over his back and sighed into his ear. Her hands, like the rest of her body, were impeccably soft; it was like being caressed by silk gloves.

Josh took his pants and underwear off himself, piling them on top of his nightshirt when he was done. He applied both condoms to his cock and made sure that they were secure. It was tighter and a bit restrictive, but he would rather suffer that than the hell they'd been through the first time. He pulled the sheet higher to cover them both and sucked Alice's ear lobe into his mouth, which always made her giggle.

"That's nice," she sighed. "I didn't think boys did things like that."

"Boys are morons," said Josh. Alice laughed before he had a chance to correct himself.

"They're not all morons," she said. "I've got one here that's very nice and romantic."

Josh smiled and locked his lips together with Alice's, looking into her eyes as they kissed. He'd only ever done that a few times before, with his sisters, as he always found it to be emotionally overwhelming. It was now, and he was forced to close his eyes before long.

His cock was pressing lightly against Alice's opening, begging for the entry that Josh was denying it. He wanted more time to enjoy her body; to savour her taste and her touch and make her giggle again. But his cock kept poking her between the legs, and soon, it was making even Alice gasp.

"You're teasing me," she said, holding onto Josh's head as he attacked the side of her neck with his mouth.

She moaned his name into his ear, soft as a breeze, and they both trembled against each other. Josh loved that he could make her sigh and moan and gasp with pleasure; he'd do it all night if he could. But his cock was tensing with anticipation, and he could tell that Alice was waiting too, so he lifted his mouth away from her neck and positioned himself between her legs. She parted them a bit more to give him room and held onto his back as he slid himself inside. A gasp and a sigh from them both, and then he was all the way in, shaking from the feeling. She was wet inside, more so than the first time, and Josh's cock felt saturated to the base. He eased himself down and wrapped his arms around her; she did the same until not even a molecule would have passed between their bodies.

He had tried different positions with Dawn lots of times and several times with Jacquie as well, but when he was with Alice he didn't think he could stand not to be facing her and holding her as tightly as possible. She was trapped in his arms for the next few minutes or hours or however long they would take, and Josh was equally trapped in hers.

Alice closed her eyes and bit her lip as Josh started to move. He watched the changing expressions on her face: an open-mouthed sigh one minute, a coy smile the next, a look of pure ecstasy as he pushed himself in deep and stayed there for several seconds. He could feel her heartbeat through her chest and her pulse in her throat when he kissed it. Everything about her was so alive and conscious. It was a strange thought to have, but after years of pleasing himself with his hand or his pillow, Josh still marvelled at the feel of a living body beneath him, a set of soft, damp muscles clinging to his cock like his own hand never could.

He felt sad, again, now that he was inside her; seized by a strange melancholy similar to what he had experienced with Jacquie. He couldn't blame Dawn for wanting to try this, soft and sweaty and passionate as it was. He struggled more with Alice to draw the line between his memories of her as a sister and his discovery of her as a sexual being. It blurred so often that the two perceptions of her faded into one, and he felt strange and guilty to be making love to his sister. But it was the guilt that made the experience unique, and he was sure she felt it to by the way her sad, angelic eyes looked into his, apologising to him and willing him to make her cum at the same time. It was like the movies he'd seen, with the dramatic music and the montage of images: bare backs, tangled legs, dishevelled sheets. She seemed so small beneath him that he was afraid of breaking her; afraid that at any moment she would burst into tears and tell him they were making a mistake. But the tears she cried weren't from sadness, Josh thought, as he brushed them away gently.

He saw himself as a kid, six or seven perhaps, at a department store with his mother and sisters, craning his neck to look at the glass ceiling above. He was holding Alice's hand, staying close to her whenever they entered a crowd. He remembered getting sick a few days after that, and Alice bringing him soup in his room, walking slowly and keeping her eyes on the bowl so she wouldn't spill any of it. He saw that little girl in his mind and the young woman beneath him and struggled to reconcile them, though he got it eventually. She was still the same Alice she had always been, only their relationship had deepened on the same level that any relationship can deepen between a male and a female, whether they're related or not. When he looked into her eyes, Josh saw that girl, smiling back at him and bringing him soup.

When he came, his mind exploded and tremors racked his body. Alice's mouth opened wide, and she arched her back, pushing up against him. Her eyes shone teary in the darkness, and her expulsion of breath was all Josh heard echoing inside his head. They fed off each other's gaze, playing the same game they had when they were little, and seeing who would look away first. It was Josh, when his orgasm subsided; his arms buckled beneath him, and he collapsed onto her, head on her shoulder and arms slackening around her torso. Alice held onto him though and brushed the sweat from his face.

He felt like a child again, safe in her embrace, as she had said she felt safe in his. He was as exhausted as he had been that day with Jacquie, or on any day with Dawn. He could barely keep his eyes open.

"Josh," Alice whispered. "Are you okay?"

He nodded against her shoulder. Alice put one hand on his back and the other on the back of his head and soothed him with soft words. Her voice was so like music that it sounded as though she was singing to him. Josh found strength enough to kiss her on the shoulder, then fell asleep.

* * *

He woke less than an hour later, with a little more energy. He raised his head to see if Alice was asleep and found her looking back at him. "Awake already?" she said.

Josh moved off her and lay on his side so that he could see her. She pillowed her head on her hands and smiled at him.

"Sorry," said Josh, feeling guilty. "For falling asleep."

"You don't have to be sorry," Alice replied. She reached out and smoothed his hair down, which he supposed was sticking up. Josh looked down at the bed as she did it, thoughts rising to the surface of his mind. Alice noticed, as she always did.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

Josh nodded.

Alice found his hand beneath the sheets and held it in her own. "What is it?"

Josh looked up, saw the concern in her eyes, and sighed. "It just feels weird," he said. "Doing this with you."

"Weird good, or weird bad?"

"Weird good," Josh replied quickly and decisively. "Definitely good. But still weird."

"Well," said Alice, "it's bound to be a bit weird. It's not something you do every day. Unless you're Dawn," she added, making Josh smile. She touched his cheek softly. "What's weird about it?"

"I don't know," said Josh. "It's just...with Dawn, I don't have that many fond memories of her when I was growing up. I know that sounds bad, but...we hated each other then. And I guess that made it easier to do what we're doing, because we'd finally found some common ground. I never knew her that well, and she's always been so strong and outgoing, so it didn't even seem weird doing what we did. I mean...apart from the mortal enemies thing. But with you and Jacquie...I see my sisters first and then the girls that I'm sleeping with. And sometimes that knowledge just hits me and it seems strange and weird again. It seems wrong."

Alice had kept quiet and still as Josh spoke, her eyes locked on his. Now she raised his hand and held it below their chins. "Do you think it's wrong?" she asked.

"I...don't know," Josh replied.

"I bet I know when you think that," said Alice. Josh looked up curiously. "After you cum, right?"

Josh blushed, hearing Alice speak like that, and looked down again. "Well...yeah."

"So that's normal," said Alice. "You don't think I feel guilty afterwards? And Jacquie? I bet even Dawn does." Josh highly doubted that, but he said nothing. "It's the hormones, Josh," Alice continued. "And sometimes you have to ignore them. Because I know that I like what we're doing, and I'm sure the others do, too. You've got nothing to be afraid or ashamed about."

She snuggled closer to Josh, pinning their intertwined hands between their chests and rested her head against his. "You're a good person, Josh," she said.

Josh put his free arm around her and closed his eyes. He couldn't fall asleep there, so he'd have to leave soon, but he'd stay as long as he could. Alice did fall asleep, eventually, and Josh watched her for an hour or two before easing himself out of bed and putting his clothes back on. He picked up Alice's discarded nightgown and folded it next to her on the bed, then returned to his room where he got very little sleep.

* * *

Josh's eyes were heavy, and his very bones weary the next morning. The shower woke him up a little, but not completely. Dawn was the best thing for that. He met her in the hallway after he'd finished in the bathroom.




Party of Five Ch. 19



"Morning sunshine," she said, looking amused at Josh's drowsy state.

"What do you want?" he asked shortly, not in the mood for small talk, especially the kind that involved Dawn and her sexual innuendo.

"I came to your room last night," she said. "You weren't there."

That woke Josh up. "I...uh...I was downstairs," he stammered, hoping to God she hadn't looked there. "I couldn't sleep."

"It shows," said Dawn. "You've got bags under your eyes." She brushed a finger beneath Josh's eye to emphasise her point. "I thought you might have been with Jacquie," she added.

"Oh," said Josh. "No...I wasn't with her."

"Well, next time you can't sleep, come and see me, okay? I'll tire you out in no time." She finished with a grin.

Josh managed a weak smile. "I should go," he said. "I don't want to be late for school."

"Want me to drive you?"

"I said I don't want to be late," Josh replied.

Dawn smiled at him. "Suit yourself." She walked down the hall to her room, her ass hypnotising Josh like a pendulum. He snapped out of it quickly though and went downstairs.

Both Jacquie and Alice were sitting at the table eating cereal when he arrived, and both looked up with a sweet smile. Josh felt himself blush under their gazes and hoped that neither looked at the other. He tried to look meaningfully at both of them without seeming to.

He found a bowl in the cupboard and a spoon in the drawer and poured himself some cereal at the table, sitting opposite his sisters and keeping his eyes down. He could feel their twin gazes on him, heating up the tops of his ears and the back of his neck. Jacquie was the first to finish; she took her bowl to the sink, rinsed it and dried her hands on a tea towel. "Do you want a lift to school?" she asked Josh.

"Uh...all right," Josh replied, looking up. Jacquie nodded and left the room, most likely to change her clothes or brush her hair, Josh guessed. He looked up at Alice now that they were alone and moved to a chair closer to her. She smiled at him and found his hand beneath the table, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Did you sleep okay last night?" she asked.

"Yeah," Josh lied.

"I didn't," said Alice, looking back at her cereal a little self-consciously. "I find it hard to sleep without you now."

A blush crept into her cheeks, which made Josh smile. "Me too," he said, and squeezed her hand back. He had to let it go quickly when Dawn swept into the room, looking livid. Her anger, as always, seemed to swirl around her like a cloud.

"Josh, you dipshit," she said, brandishing something red at him. "You used my hairbrush!"

"I did not!" Josh replied defensively.

"Yes, you did," said Dawn. "Look." She pulled several hairs off the teeth of the brush and held them up to show him. "These are yours!"

"No, they're not," said Josh. "They could be anyone's."

"Look!" Dawn said sharply, holding them up to his face. "They're short. None of us have short hair. They're yours."

Josh shrank away from her hand. "Okay," he conceded, "I used it. I'm sorry."

"I'll give you sorry, you little wanker," Dawn said acidly. "Clean it next time you use it okay?"

"Okay," said Josh.

Dawn narrowed her eyes at him. She straightened up after that, turned on her heel and swept from the room again, leaving Josh feeling, once again, strangely nostalgic. That was the Dawn he remembered, that Dawn that had found simple little things to yell at him about for so many years. It almost brought a smile to his face.

"Sounds like she had a rough night, too," said Alice.

Josh turned to her quickly. "I didn't..." he said awkwardly. "I mean...after I left...I didn't..."

Alice blinked at him for a moment, looking confused. Then she smiled. "I didn't mean that," she said. "And you don't have to explain. I told you that."

Josh nodded and smiled back. He knew she'd said that, but he still felt bad. If Jacquie and Dawn hadn't been his sisters, he never in a million years would have cheated on Alice like that. And the same applied for Jacquie and Dawn, had Alice not been his sister. It was strange to think like that though, because he might never have met any of them otherwise. And if he had, he would have fallen in love with the first one he met, and stayed faithful to her. Even Dawn.

Jacquie came back in presently and hurried Josh along. He finished his cereal, darted back upstairs to collect his bag and bolted down the stairs again. Jacquie was waiting outside, so he kissed Alice goodbye and made his way down the driveway to Jacquie's car. He hopped inside the passenger seat, and they set off for Josh's school. Jacquie turned to him almost immediately.

"You look tired," she remarked.

"Yeah," said Josh, shifting nervously. "I didn't sleep much last night."

Jacquie smiled reassuringly. "You know," she said, and looked nervous herself, "if you can't sleep at night, you can always...come and see me if you like."

Josh turned to her with a grin. "And that would result in me getting some rest would it?"

"Not necessarily," said Jacquie, with a smile. "But we could be restless together."

Great, thought Josh. Now I have three midnight visits to pay during the week. This is getting hard.

"I will," he said. "Next time."

They rounded a corner and Jacquie said, "I forgot to tell you I'll be out for most of tomorrow."

"You will?" said Josh.

"Yeah. I'm going to the beach."

"You are? With who?"

"My friends," said Jacquie. "I do have friends you know."

"Right. Which ones?"

"Leah, Stacey, Nick...Tina's coming as well, you remember her?"

Josh searched his memory. "Short, blonde chick?" he said.

"Chick?" said Jacquie, her eyebrows raised.

"Girl," Josh corrected himself.

"That's her," said Jacquie.

"So...uh...who's Nick?" Josh asked out of curiosity.

Jacquie broke instantly into a smile. "My secret lover," she said. "I'll be spending the entire day with him in the back seat of the car."

"You wh- You're not serious, are you?"

Jacquie laughed. "No. Of course I'm not. You're my secret lover, Josh."

Josh felt a stab of guilt inside his chest. He turned to look out the window and stayed silent for a while until the guilt subsided. It stayed longer these days.

They were getting close to his school now. Jacquie made another turn and asked: "How are things going with Valerie, by the way?"

"Great," said Josh, smiling reflexively. "Really great."

"I want you to know," Jacquie said, "that if you get a chance with Valerie..." Josh looked away. Jacquie noticed. "You will though, won't you? You won't stop just because of me?"

"I..." Josh began, but couldn't say any more. What could he say? No, I won't stop because of you; I'll dump you straight away and run off with someone else. He didn't want to do that, but he'd have to eventually, wouldn't he? He felt quite depressed now.

Jacquie dropped him off outside the front gate and Josh sat perfectly still for a moment, staring out through the windscreen. He saw some of the other students trickling through the gate and over the fences, the bell only a few minutes off. They were quite exposed here, and though no one was watching them, if anyone had wanted to, they could easily have looked through the window and seen them. Josh ignored everyone else though, and leaned over to kiss Jacquie. "I love you," he said.

Jacquie's mouth opened, as though she wanted to speak, but she looked too surprised to do so.

"I want you to know that," said Josh. "That I love you. And that I always will. As more than a sister, too."

Jacquie looked down at her hands, her expression unreadable, and then back up again. "Josh..." she said.

"It's okay," he said quickly. "I know."

"If things were different..."

"I know. And I'd want to. For the rest of our lives."

Jacquie gave him a sad smile and leaned close to kiss him again. "I love you," she said. Josh found her hand and slid his fingers between hers, squeezing tight. He wanted to go home again now; to take Jacquie upstairs and make love to her like they had the first time, when he'd been afraid. He was still afraid, he realised; his whole body was coursing with fear. Fear of hurting her, of betraying her...of losing her. But he wouldn't ever let that happen; he would never lose Jacquie. Ever.

He felt stronger when he got out of the car. He stood on the curb and looked at Jacquie through the window, grateful for her comforting smile. He watched her turn the car around and disappear down the road, gazing after her for some time. He may have stood there all day if he hadn't heard a voice calling him. One of the softest, sweetest voices he had ever heard. He only knew of three others like it.

"Josh," said Valerie, walking towards him with her bag over her shoulders. Her hair was free of its barrettes today, running like sun-touched water down her back. Josh's heart bounced up and down like a jackrabbit, nudging his cheeks up into a smile.

"Hi," he said.

Valerie smiled that brilliant, heart-splitting smile that Josh would have crossed barren deserts just to see. He smiled back, but it seemed feeble in comparison. He fell into step beside her, as they walked to their lockers. The earth could spin around the sun a million times and still Josh would never get used to this. His entire body always seemed alive with consciousness when he was this close to her, as if his hands and feet and arms and ears were all aware of her presence. He never felt quite himself at those times.

"I wanted to ask you something," Valerie said as they walked, at the slow, casual pace of friends. "I've been having trouble with biology lately – I think I failed the last test. So, I was wondering...if you didn't mind maybe you could...you know...help me?"

Her voice was so sweet as she asked him that to resist Josh would have needed a heart of solid stone. But then, he wasn't Dawn.

"Uh...sure," he said. "But...I don't know if I'd be able to help you much. I'm not that great at it myself."

"Better than me, I'm sure," said Valerie. "And we could help each other. It'd be easier studying together."

"Yeah," said Josh. "When should we do it?"

"Well," said Valerie, "we have a spare together on Monday. But that's only one day a week."

Josh looked more closely at the ground (he had already been looking there) and felt his ears start to burn. He turned to Valerie and said, "Well...we could...I mean...if you wanted to...we could...study at my house."

Valerie smiled softly. "Is that okay with you?"

Josh nodded, fairly certain his voice would break if he used it.

"Okay then," she said. "So...when do you want to start?"

Josh's ears burned hotter. "Um...when- whenever you want. We...could start today."

"Today?" said Valerie, and for a second Josh was sure she was going to say something like "Sorry, but I have this wild party I'm going to..." But all she said was, "Okay."

They walked in silence to the locker bay. Josh's heart, stomach, and head weren't silent though; they were screaming madly inside him.

* * *

Josh's day at school was one long, trembling anticipation. He watched the minutes slip by on the clocks in the classrooms and found that he was both dreading and waiting hopefully for them to hit three o'clock. Time was behaving strangely though, trickling slowly by at some points and vanishing in large chunks at others. The last minute of the day, at two fifty-nine in the afternoon, was the most thrilling and frightening of Josh's life. He watched the second hand on the clock in the literature classroom making its ponderous way around the face; each tick and each tock sounding like the word Valerie.

When the bell rang, Josh literally jumped out of his seat, mumbled something which he hoped sounded like good bye to his friends, and sped to his locker. He yanked out his bag (five or six times, as it kept getting caught on the sides) and raced to the front of the school. Breathless, he waited beside the gate, as a stream of students poured out.

He had gotten there rather quickly, so he had to wait close to ten minutes for Valerie to show up. When she did, it seemed like another ten minutes went by with each step she took. She smiled at Josh as she walked towards him, and he was sure his heart was going to pour out of his mouth, completely melted as it was.

"Hi," he breathed hoarsely, as Valerie joined him.

"Hey." She fell into step beside him, and they walked in the direction Josh hoped his house was. "So do you walk to and from school every day?" Valerie asked.

"Most days," said Josh. "My sister gives me a lift sometimes though."

As Josh mentioned his sisters, he suddenly realised that, if he was correct, they would all be home when he got there. Oh, no, he thought. He wasn't sure why he thought it, but he did.

Just as when he had walked with Alice, the scenery seemed to be celebrating Valerie's beauty. Rows of flowers followed her all the way; clouds parted over her head to reveal the blue sky; birds sang their songs from whichever tree was closest to her. Josh couldn't pay much attention to all of that though, as his brain was busy undoing the knots in his stomach.

They arrived at the house and started up the driveway towards the front door, Josh watching Valerie's reaction. She looked up at the house with her usual smile, and Josh hoped that she liked it. He took out his key, slid it into the lock, took a deep breath and opened the door.

He held it open for Valerie and shut it behind her, quickly noting the emptiness of the living room. It sounded as though his sisters were in the kitchen, talking and laughing about something. Josh hoisted his bag onto his shoulder and led Valerie inside with increasing trepidation.

Alice and Dawn were sitting at the table, Jacquie on the bench. They looked up when Josh and Valerie entered, stopping their conversation. "Er...hi," said Josh. Introductions! his brain yelled at him. Right, the rest of him replied. "Um...this is Valerie," he said. "Valerie, this is...Alice, Jacquie and Dawn." He pointed to each of them in turn.

"Hi," said Valerie, smiling timidly. Josh tried to look at his sisters through her eyes, or the eyes of an outsider, and only one thing came to mind: My God they're beautiful. Would Valerie feel intimidated? He hoped not. She looked it though, and the sly smile Dawn was giving her didn't help. It looked as though Dawn was...sizing her up or something.

"Hi," said Jacquie, hopping down off the bench. "It's nice to meet you." Thank you, Josh thought towards her. At least he could count on Jacquie to make Valerie feel welcome. Jacquie was always polite. So was Alice, but she was shy.

"It's nice to meet you, too," said Valerie, looking nervous.

Dawn was grinning. Josh really didn't like that grin. "So you go to school with Josh?" she asked Valerie.

"Yeah," Valerie replied.

"So what's he like there?" Dawn inquired. "Is he a Teacher's Pet?"

"Dawn!" Jacquie chided her.

"I'm just asking," Dawn replied defensively. She was obviously unfazed by the look of pure, unrestrained fury on Josh's face.

"Don't answer that," Jacquie chimed in. "She's being a twit."

"I am not being a twit!" Dawn exclaimed indignantly, swivelling around to glare at Jacquie.

Jacquie merely rolled her eyes and turned back to Josh and Valerie. "So what are you two doing?"

"We're...uh...going to study," said Josh.

"All right," said Jacquie. "We'll stay out of your hair."

"Thanks," said Josh. He turned to Valerie, who, unlike him, still looked composed and happy. "You, um...wanna go upstairs?"

"Sure," Valerie replied. Josh looked back at his sisters once more, then led the way to his room.

"Keep it G-rated, kiddies," Dawn called after them. Josh gritted his teeth and started compiling a mental list of things he was going to throw at Dawn, once Valerie left. Pointed metal objects featured quite prominently.

They alighted from the stairs and took the first door on the right – Josh's room. He looked around quickly to make sure there were no clothes on the floor or dirty tissues on the bed, then shut the door behind Valerie. He turned to her, to see her reaction, and felt instantly self-conscious. She was looking around with a curious smile, so very like Alice at that moment. Once again, Josh tried to see things through her eyes, and took in the simple grey curtains, the crowded bookshelf, the...Spiderman bedspread? he realised with a sinking feeling. Damn it, Jacquie, why did you have to put that one on today?

Josh stood in front of his bed, trying in vain to hide it from view. "This...uh...this isn't really mine," he said. "Jacquie sometimes mixes my stuff up with Dawn's. She's a big Spiderman fan."

Valerie giggled. "I would never have guessed."

Josh flushed. He wet his lips with his tongue and dried his hands in his pockets. "So...um...should we...do some studying?"

"Yeah," Valerie replied.

"I'll just get another chair," said Josh, and hurried out of the room. He stopped at the top of the stairs and hurried back. "Are you hungry or thirsty or anything?" he asked, leaning around the door.

"No, I'm fine," Valerie replied with a smile.

Josh nodded. "Okay. I'll be right back." He bolted down the stairs and into the kitchen as fast as he possibly could. He ignored his sisters and picked up a chair. "I'm going to kill you," he said to Dawn before he left, making all three of them laugh.

He stopped outside his room, to regain his breath and composure, then went inside and put the chair down in front of his desk. Valerie sat down and took her books out of her bag. "So they're your sisters?" she said. "They're nice. I don't know what you were talking about."

"They're not nice," said Josh. "Well...Alice is and Jacquie is most of the time, but Dawn is..." He finished with a shake of his head.

Valerie laughed. "I'm sure she loves you deep down inside."

Josh's stomach squirmed like a live earthworm. He took his own books out and tried to ignore Valerie's bare legs. He'd never been so close to her before and never alone with her. This was the single most nerve-racking experience of his life. He felt like some sort of clumsy, hideous beast beside her. She was so soft and beautiful and graceful in comparison. He tried not to think about that though, and they started studying.

It was easier than Josh had thought and far more pleasant. He'd never really had anyone to collaborate with on his schoolwork, but now, he realised how advantageous it was. Between them, they managed to work out most of the things they didn't know and Valerie made a note of the rest to ask her teacher tomorrow. Josh's elevated heart rate and knotted stomach never left him, but they never interfered with his work either.

He looked at Valerie whenever he got the chance, watched her bite her lip in concentration or brush her hair behind her ears when it got in the way. Her handwriting was as elegant as she was, curly and fancy and smooth. The worst was when she took her hands off the desk and hugged her waist as she puzzled over a question or put her pencil down and stretched her arms and neck. Josh thought he'd faint from an overdose of pleasure when she did that.

They spoke about other things while they worked, and Josh found it easy to talk to her. She always seemed genuinely interested in what he had to say. And he was more than interested in anything she had to say. She could be telling him about the mating habits of Brazilian slugs, and he'd still listen with rapt attention. How easy it was to get lost in her voice.

Valerie used the phone to call her mother and tell her they'd be finished around six-thirty. The time passed far too quickly in Josh's opinion, and almost at once, they were closing their books and standing up from the desk.




Party of Five Ch. 20



Author's Note: All right, I know it's been a while but I've been working some other (non-erotic) stories, and I couldn't find the time to finish chapter 20. But here it is.

I also wanted to make people aware that I now have an online journal dedicated to Party of Five and my other erotica, so if you want things like updates on new chapters and to discuss how the story is going, with me and with other readers, give it a look. I can't actually put the address in this author's note, but if you click on my username above (it's blue) it will lead you to my member's page, where you can find the link in the Biography tab. Hopefully someone's interested. Enjoy the chapter.

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Chapter 20

After Valerie left on Monday afternoon, Josh chased Dawn around the house for close to an hour, until he finally cornered her in her room and threw her down on the bed. He gripped her wrists and brought his face close to hers, smiling now that the adrenaline had eroded his anger. A few months ago, Dawn would have done anything (including kneeing Josh in the crotch that she now loved so much) to get him off her. Now though, she looked entirely pleased with their current position.

"What're you gonna do, Josh?" she asked him, grinning like mad. "Are you gonna spank me? Have I been a naughty girl?"

Josh suppressed his smile and lowered his face until their noses were almost touching – something he never would have done a few months ago. He articulated each syllable carefully as he spoke. "Leave – Valerie – alone."

"Ooh, sticking up for your girl are you?" said Dawn. "I bet you'd never stick up for me. Or would you?" she added, tapping Josh's crotch lightly with her knee. He was hard, of course, and of course Dawn's grin widened.

Josh turned around to check that the door was closed, then turned back to Dawn. "She's not my girl," he said. "She's my friend. And if you embarrass me in front of her again..."

"You'll do what?" said Dawn. "Spank me? Slap me? Whip me? Because I'm fine with any of those."

Josh grunted in frustration and let Dawn's wrists go. Dawn sat up slowly and looked up at him, smiling brilliantly. She ran her hands over his chest, then took his hands in her own and pulled him gradually down on top of her. "Want me to make it up to you?"

"Dawn..." Josh replied, sounding reluctant; but her lips found his and she kissed him until he was forced to kiss her back. Josh hadn't realised how much pent up excitement he had, after suppressing it when he was with Valerie. He didn't like to ogle her like a piece of meat (not that he liked to do that to anyone), but he couldn't fail to notice her bare legs or the soft curve of her breasts, much smaller than his sisters' but much cuter too. Luckily though, he managed to keep his hormones under control when she was around.

"She's cute," said Dawn, after she had turned her head aside to let Josh kiss her neck.

"Can we please not talk about her now," said Josh. "I feel bad enough as it is doing this after she's just left."

"Why?" said Dawn. "You're not dating her."

"No," said Josh. "But I still feel guilty."

"Mmm ... I don't know why," said Dawn, as Josh slid his tongue up the side of her neck. "She might be a lot more open-minded than you think. Maybe the real reason she was blushing in front of us was because she was getting all we—"

"Don't!" said Josh, clapping his hand over Dawn's mouth. "Don't finish that sentence." Dawn's tongue slithered out from between her lips and licked Josh's palm all over. "That won't work anymore," he said with a satisfied smile.

In response, Dawn arched her back so that her breasts were pressing up against Josh's chest, and moaned deeply. Josh staggered back a bit, his hand coming off her mouth. Dawn giggled and pulled him back by his hand, sucking each of his fingers into her mouth in turn. "Valerie might not have been wet," she said, "but I am. Wanna see?"

Josh yanked his hand back and stood up straight. "No, not now," he said, even though he was trembling with excitement. "We can do that tomorrow. Jacquie's going out with some friends. She'll be gone all day."

"She will?" said Dawn, looking as though Christmas had come early and Josh hadn't gotten any presents. "And can you stay home from school?"

"I have one class in the morning that I have to go to," said Josh, "but I can come back after that. Should be around ten-thirty."

"And then we can make love," said Dawn, with a funny twist in her tone on the last two words.

"Yes," said Josh. "Then we can make love. Although I'm still doubting your ability to do so."

"Oh, I'll be good," Dawn promised. "I'll get rid of all those nasty hormones tonight. I think that if I finger myself, say...eight or nine times...I'll be right." Josh's body shook. Dawn grinned as she noticed it. "You could always do it for me."

Josh shook his head clear. "I think I'll leave you to it."

Dawn shrugged. "Suit yourself."

***

Josh was so excitable that night that he, like Dawn, had to relieve some of those nasty hormones. It was true that he was doubting Dawn's ability to make actual love to someone, but he was also doubting his own ability to make love to her. She wasn't the kind of girl that inspired a slow pace when it came to sex. One look at her supple young body was enough to make most guys want to tear her clothes off, and other guys to cum straight away. Josh wasn't sure if he'd be able to restrain himself, but he liked a challenge.

Though he only had one class at school that he really needed to go to that day, it dragged as long as five classes. Luckily, he didn't see Valerie, so he managed to avoid the inevitable guilt trip that would result if he did. He was burning and itching and tingling all over to get home to Dawn, but he reminded himself that she wouldn't be satisfying his urges with a quick blowjob this time. So he calmed his nerves with a few deep breaths and began the seemingly long walk home.

He found Dawn in the kitchen when he arrived; all the curtains were pulled shut across the windows and backlit by the orange light of the sun. It was dark inside, but that only added to the atmosphere. Dawn stood up when she saw him and Josh almost burst out laughing. "Pigtails?" he said dubiously.

Dawn shook them from side to side with a grin. "Like 'em?"

He did. He'd never seen Dawn with pigtails before, and she did look quite cute with them, but Josh hoped she wasn't wearing them for the wrong reasons. He chose not to say anything though.

Aside from the new hairdo, Dawn looked positively divine in the semi-darkness. The light that filtered through the blinds turned her skin a coppery colour and accentuated all the soft curves of her body. Even her eyes, which were usually the only sharpened parts of her, looked soft. Josh couldn't help but smile with amusement as Dawn crossed the kitchen and stood on her toes to kiss him. She didn't really need to stand on her toes to reach his mouth, but it did make her look awfully adorable.

Josh remembered suddenly that day he had read Dawn's diary aloud to her, and made her cry. It was the first time he had ever seen her without her emotional defences up, and he remembered liking it, just as he liked the way she was rubbing her hands up and down his arms now. And that smile...

"Come on," said Dawn, taking him by the hand and leading him upstairs. She took him into her bedroom, where the blinds were closed and the darkness lit only by—

"Candles?" Josh laughed. The entire room was bathed in the scent of jasmine or lavender or one of those girlish aromas that his sisters seemed to like so much. It was quite pleasant though. But... "You lit candles?"

Dawn was smiling. "I found them in my closet. I think Jacquie gave them to me, but I've never used them." Her smile widened as she drew Josh over to the bed and sat down. She was holding his hands lightly with her fingers and smiling expectantly up at him. Josh, however, was still looking bewilderedly at the purple stalks burning around the room. "I can't believe you lit candles," he said, laughing.

"Would shut up about the fucking candles!" Dawn barked, then sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose in exasperation. "This isn't off to a very good start."

"Sorry," said Josh, turning to look at her. "I just...I mean...candles..."

Dawn grunted irately and yanked Josh down onto her. "Come here!" Losing his balance, Josh tumbled forward and flattened Dawn to the bed. She didn't seem to mind though; she let out a long, calming breath and forced her face into a smile again. "Now...are you going to make love to me, or not?"

In reply, Josh lowered his face and pressed his lips against Dawn's. Her arms snaked around his neck, and it was nice to be able to kiss her without having the breath squeezed out of him as he did. Maybe Dawn was up to this.

They managed to shuffle around on the bed without breaking the contact between their lips, so that Dawn's head was resting on her pillow. "Under the sheets?" she asked.

"If you like."

Dawn held them up for Josh to crawl under, and once he had, he realised suddenly how nervous he felt. It was different, being this close to Dawn when she was smiling at him like that. She usually looked into his eyes when they were intimate, but instead of their normal impish twinkle, Dawn's green eyes now held a polite curiosity and seemed to be looking far deeper into Josh's. That, coupled with her beatific smile and adorable pigtails made her look...rather pleasant. Josh couldn't help but stare at her, and marvel at the sheer amount of beauty that existed within her body. She was gorgeous.

"Josh," Dawn chorused. "You're staring."

"Sorry," said Josh, making no effort to stop. It wasn't until Dawn raised her head, with some effort, and kissed him that Josh was snapped out of his reverie. With a soft smile, he wrapped his arms around her and began to cover her entire face and neck with kisses. Dawn closed her eyes with a sigh and let Josh do as he pleased.

The kissing was addictive. Minutes passed, and Josh knew he should move onto something else, but he didn't want to take his lips off Dawn's. If he ever needed any pointers on kissing (not that he would, now that he had three grown-up girls to practice with) he was sure he'd ask Dawn – she was incredible at it. Every kiss was different, every sensation unique. One moment she would drag her tongue along the roof of his mouth, the next she would nibble on his lip, and then, to Josh's utter delight, she would take the entire length of his tongue inside her mouth and suck on it until he trembled. And when he had any kind of reaction to her kisses, like trembling, Dawn would always smile, which, as their lips were still pressed together, aroused another sensation yet again.

If it had been any other day, Dawn would have taken matters into her own beautiful hands and shrugged off her top or removed her skirt. Now, however, she seemed perfectly content with kissing, which was good because Josh was sure that only some kind of natural disaster would be able to stop him from enjoying this carnal delight. And even then, he'd simply try to avoid the falling rocks and keep his feet out of the lava, so that he could continue kissing Dawn.

But all good things, Josh knew, had to come to an end, and – if you were lucky – move on to even better things; in this case, Dawn's breasts. Josh felt them through her purple top as Dawn watched him with satisfaction, in the way Josh guessed an older woman must watch her boy toy. Was she still amused by his inexperience or was she simply enjoying the sight of her brother groping her chest? The latter, Josh hoped. He could stand to be inexperienced around Jacquie and Alice, but he didn't want Dawn to see any of it, or to know how nervous he was whenever he was with her. Better to simply talk the way she talked and go with the flow – even if it was a very rapid, very orgasmic flow.

Josh drew out the time it took to fondle Dawn's breasts through her top, for no other reason than he wanted to see if she'd stop him. And while she didn't, she did pick up on his intentions. "You think I'm going to get frustrated and tell you to rip it off, aren't you?" She grinned at him knowingly.

"I do," admitted Josh.

"Well," said Dawn, running a finger down the side of Josh's face, which again made him tremble, "I'm not going to do that. I told you I'd be good. You can take as long as you like."

Josh turned his mouth aside to kiss Dawn's hand. "I think I'm done waiting." Dawn smiled back at him and let him work her top up to her collarbones. She was wearing a seamless black bra, which Josh discovered, on inspection of the tag, was a Calvin Klein. Dawn did love her designer labels.

For the meantime, Josh forced his attention away from her ample, succulent, delectable breasts (Shut up!) and started low on her belly, where he planted kisses around her navel. Dawn was watching him with a smile on her face that was bookended by her mountainous breasts, which looked extremely large from Josh's vantage point. The voice inside his head got the better of him and he reached his hands up to hold them. Dawn let out a soft moan and closed her eyes with a smile. Josh's mouth, meanwhile, was still preoccupied with her taut stomach, which was just as soft to his lips as her face had been.

It struck Josh that whatever part of Dawn's body he kissed, it had most likely been covered in his cum at one point. He found himself ticking them off mentally. Stomach, hands, neck, face (definitely), thighs, and that one time on her feet where she'd squished her toes together and laughed like a little girl. Josh remembered it with a smile.

He wanted to see her in her underwear before removing her bra, so he slipped her skirt off next and found it hard to breathe all of the sudden. "You should be in magazines, you know," he told Dawn as he brought his face close to hers.

Dawn encircled his neck with her slender arms. "I'd rather just have you look at me," she said, and kissed him. As she did, she undid the buttons on Josh's school shirt and slipped it off his shoulders, then cast it to the floor. After that she flipped Josh over, quite suddenly, so that she was on top, radiant in her black underwear. She lowered her mouth to Josh's chest and kissed it as he had kissed hers. Josh wondered how Dawn had managed to keep so still when she had been in his position, when he felt like squirming his way to orgasm. His muscles tensed every time she kissed them, and he gritted his teeth to avoid the other reactions his body was on the verge of expressing.

Dawn took much longer than Josh had to explore his chest. When she finished, she moved lithely up the bed so that she was straddling Josh's hips, and carefully removed her bra. She did it so slowly, and so enticingly, that Josh feared he might cum. It didn't help matters much that Dawn had sat her pussy directly down on his cock. It had been many months since Josh had needed to resort to sexually discouraging thoughts, but he did now. A cold shower, he thought, but then remembered the time he and Dawn had spent so long in the shower that the water had turned icy cold. Damn. Um...okay...spiders. But that made him think of the way Dawn walked her hand up his chest when they were in bed together. Er...um, Josh thought desperately, baseball! But he banished that thought immediately when a conversation he'd had with Dawn came back to him.

"Why do you have to go out today? We've got the whole house to ourselves!"

"I'm playing baseball in the park with my friends. I won't be long."

"Well, why can't you play baseball with me?"

Josh snorted. "You know how to play baseball?"

"No," Dawn replied. "But I know how to use the bat," she added with a wicked grin.

Josh shook his head clear and was extremely grateful when Dawn lowered her body to him, raising her hips off his cock. He was less grateful when he remembered her bra was gone.

"What are you thinking about?" Dawn asked him.

"Ah...those," Josh replied, indicating her breasts.

Dawn smiled alluringly. "They're all yours, Joshy."

Like a kid on Christmas morning, and not knowing where to start, Josh put a hand on Dawn's back and drew one of her breasts down into his mouth. Her nipple was hard and her skin soft, as Dawn's skin always was. As he had taken some pointers from Dawn when making love to Jacquie, Josh thought it only fitting he take some from Jacquie now that he was making love to Dawn, and so he refrained from being symmetrical with his attentions. Dawn, though, let out a little disappointed groan. "What about the other one?" So Josh simply smiled and obliged. He lathered her left breast quite profusely with saliva, until both breasts were glowing in the candlelight. Dawn was still peering down at him, her face inches from his own and her pigtails on either side of his head. She looked adorable; Josh found it hard to touch enough of her body to satisfy his desire. He tried though, and made sure he ran his hands all over her back and chest and butt. His cock was screaming with hunger, but he told it to sit quietly and wait.

"You wanna be on top?" Dawn asked with her lips brushing Josh's, so that she was half speaking the words and half kissing him.

"If you want," Josh replied. In response, Dawn moved aside so that they could trade places, until Josh was looking down at her gorgeous face.

"You know, I realised something," Dawn told him.

"What?" Josh asked, smiling at her.

"We have made love before."

Josh blinked. "We have?"

"Yeah. The first time."

"The first time you blew me," Josh said with a frown.

"I meant the first time we had sex," Dawn corrected him. "Remember?"

Of course he did; it was one of the three most treasured memories he had. "I do," he said. "Only I remember you were telling me what to do the whole time."

Dawn grinned widely. "Someone had to teach you."

"I know," said Josh, lowering his nose to Dawn's. "And I'm grateful for it."

Dawn made a showy display of coughing and spluttering. "You're actually thanking me for something?"

Josh laughed. "Well, technically I didn't thank you; I just said I was grateful."

"Technically, I'm going to kick your ass," Dawn replied.

"Okay," said Josh, kissing her behind the ear. "But after we make love."

"Okay," Dawn sighed contentedly.

Josh pushed his chest down lower so that he could feel Dawn's naked breasts against it, the nipples digging into his skin. Dawn's hands were on his back, holding him to her in a way Josh thought was rather tender, for Dawn. She was also rubbing her foot against his and trying to kiss him back whenever Josh paused from his own kisses, which wasn't very often. Nevertheless, they spent very little time without at least one of their mouths on the other's body. It was also the longest time they had been in a room together in recent memory that Dawn hadn't mentioned the words 'cum,' 'fuck' or 'ohmygodIwannablowyousobad'. Josh was impressed.

It was that time though (well past that time, according to his cock), so Josh reached blindly for his fly and got it apart. Then, with Dawn's help, he slid his pants off and pushed them to the end of the bed, where they lay forgotten.

They were lying underneath Dawn's silk sheets, but even they paled in comparison to the softness of Dawn's skin. Bookended between the sheets and Dawn's supple body, Josh thought he might die of sheer pleasure, and then decided that he wouldn't care if he did. There were worse ways to go than in your gorgeous sister's naked embrace. But he'd rather live and get the orgasm, so he didn't dwell on it.

Removing what was left of their clothes was somewhat awkward, as Dawn tried to remove Josh's boxers and underpants and Josh tried to remove her panties at the same time. The result was that their arms became tangled and Josh was forced to wait for Dawn before taking off her panties. When he had, Dawn took them from his hands and flipped them up to the top of the bed, where they lay tantalisingly behind her head, the blonde streaks in her hair standing out against the midnight-black of the panties. "Come here," said Dawn, and pulled Josh into a fierce embrace. She had one hand on the back of his neck, the other on his butt, and was kissing him so intensely that they rolled sideways and then back again, like a ship in a storm. All the while, Josh's cock was pushing up against Dawn's pussy, impatiently waiting its turn.




Party of Five Ch. 20



It was still odd, to Josh, to think how little he worried about his naked cock touching Dawn's naked pussy. A few months ago, and before that, he would have been outraged to feel his clothed cock touch her clothed pussy, or any part of her body. And it had happened, usually at the most inappropriate moments. Josh remembered the time Dawn had chased him around the house after he'd walked in on her changing. When she found him, she'd sat down so heavily on his hips that there was no way she could fail to notice the erection inside Josh's pants.

"Ooh," she'd said. "What do we have here? Is little Joshy hard for his sister?"

"You wish!" Josh had snapped, managing to avoid both a lie and the humiliation of telling the truth.

Josh had been so shocked when Dawn began rubbing her crotch vigorously up and down, causing him the same amount of pleasure as revulsion. "Piss off!" he'd yelled, though he had definitely liked it.

"What's the matter, Joshy?" Dawn had said, lowering her face to Josh's, which in those days was a cause for alarm. "Would you rather touch it yourself?"

She'd laughed after that, as Josh turned red, and then mercifully stood up. Josh had thought, afterwards, that perhaps Dawn had liked it, but that thought had been silenced once she began teasing him about it for weeks. That was, he suddenly realised, the first time he'd masturbated to the thought of his middle sister, or any of his sisters. Would Dawn have done the things for him then that she did now? Could they have avoided years of bitter rivalry, just by confessing their mutual desire? The questions were intriguing ones, but Josh chose not to linger on them, as Dawn was now positioning herself for the main event.

There was nothing particularly different about it, physically speaking. They'd certainly been this close before, wrapped up in each other's arms and sweating beneath the sheets; but something did feel different. Perhaps it was the look in Dawn's eyes, so open and loving and lacking in mischief; perhaps it was the slow pace they adopted, which drew every little scrap of pleasure out into its own mini orgasm; or, perhaps it was simply her pigtails. Whatever it was, it was making Josh's head spin, and he needed more than a little help from Dawn to get his cock inside her.

"You okay?" she asked genuinely, once they had paused for a break.

"I'm fine," said Josh.

"Does it feel good?"

"It feels great."

Dawn took his face in her hands and kissed him, so slowly that Josh found himself waiting for each kiss. It was not only his mouth but the rest of his face that her lips touched, scorching the skin wherever they did. It was a warm day – quite hot actually – and the candles were only adding to the humidity inside the room. Sweat resulted, and quite a lot of it. It coated both their bodies and made Dawn's face shine as bright as her eyes. It was a heady cocktail of sweat, perfume, lavender and the smell of sex – it may have been the real reason why Josh's head was spinning.

He found that he needed a moment's respite, but was reluctant to tell Dawn that. He also found no way of taking the weight off his arms, which were propping him up. If it had been Alice, or Jacquie, he could have lowered himself and lain on top of them. They would have soothed him too, and maybe stroked his cheek or rubbed his back. He was pretty sure Dawn wouldn't do anything like that, but his arms were aching and he was already puffing with the heat and the effort, so he lowered himself slightly, whilst remaining inside her.

"What's wrong?" Dawn asked with sudden concern.

"Nothing," said Josh. "I'm just hot."

"Oh, me too."

It was Dawn, in the end, who drew Josh's head down to her breast and let him leave it there. She also, miraculously, ran her fingers through his hair until he had closed his eyes and was sighing with bliss. Despite what he'd said, he wrapped his arms around her so that the temperature in his body rose even higher. Dawn rested her chin on top of Josh's head and kissed it briefly, then said, "We can stop, if you want."

That was too much for Josh. He raised his head, as best he could, and looked at Dawn with a smile and half-lidded eyes. "You're different," he said.

"Am I?" Dawn inquired.

"Yeah," said Josh, turning his face down again. "I like you like this."

"Well, I'll just have to be like this more often, won't I?"

Josh smiled and kissed the only part of Dawn's chest that was close enough to kiss. "So do you want to stop?" Dawn asked again.

"Not on your life," Josh replied, making her smile. He turned to face Dawn, and without raising his body, started to move his hips back and forth, as best he could.

Dawn exhaled deeply and closed her eyes. She moaned Josh's name softly, and for a moment she sounded exactly like Alice. As she said it, Josh couldn't stand not to be kissing her, so he put his lips on hers and kissed them awkwardly as his hips continued to move. Their lips wobbled against each other's, as Josh's entire body shifted along Dawn's. He was beginning to rethink whether he had ever been this close to Dawn before, both physically and emotionally, when Dawn wrapped both arms around his body as tightly as she could and did the same with her legs. Josh had made love to Jacquie and Alice several times, but they'd never wrapped their legs around his waist before. If they had, he'd probably have cum a lot more.

They were moving much slower, but Josh's orgasm was building much faster. To keep it at bay for a while longer, he concentrated on Dawn's eyes, which were looking back at him and sparkling like seawater under the sun. The green was bluer all of the sudden.

Dawn held his gaze for a while, but then she arched her back and looked at the ceiling instead, her entire body rising and falling under the force of Josh's thrusts. Josh took the opportunity to kiss her throat, which was exposed in her current position, but he found that his mouth was shaking too much to do it properly.

When Dawn lowered her face and looked at him again, she was grimacing, the way Alice or Jacquie grimaced, with eyes that looked both sad and full of happiness at the same time. That was a moment of epiphany for Josh, because he knew, beyond any doubt, that he did love Dawn – not just as a sister but as something much more. He felt a sudden joy inside his heart, to acknowledge it and to be free of doubt. It was there, and it was real, and it meant that this relationship was about something more than just physical desire. What was more, he could see the same thing reflected in Dawn's eyes. She loved him too.

"I love you," Josh told her, with a big smile. "I really do."

"I..." Dawn began, but the words turned into a long moan that heralded her orgasm. She was panting deeply, and pulling Josh closer every second. She looked as though the whole thing was taking a huge effort on her part. Josh felt like telling her to slow down, or pointing out that she couldn't hold him any more tightly, but his own orgasm was suddenly upon him, and he knew it was going to be big. It didn't really feel like an orgasm, but something much larger and much more destructive. He felt sure it would tear a hole through his body, and maybe Dawn's too.

Dawn was smiling at him though, as best she could. One moment she was screwing her eyes tightly shut and grimacing with pleasure, the next she was trying her hardest to look Josh in the eyes and smile encouragingly. The moment Josh knew he was going to cum, however, he lowered his head so that he could no longer see Dawn's face. She raised both her arms to encircle his shoulders and held him tight as he drove into her a few more times. In the end, it was the way that Dawn whispered Josh's name into his ear that made him cum. He tried to silence the cry building in his chest, but it escaped through his mouth and was quickly muffled by Dawn's open mouth.

He came a lot. There was so much and it came so fast that he wondered, for a frightening second, whether he was emptying the wrong organ. But the alternative would never have felt this good.

Dawn was in a frenzy. She sealed Josh's mouth with her own one moment, then turned her head aside and pressed her lips together as hard as she could, then buried her head in his neck and screwed her eyes shut. The entire time she moaned, long and deep and full of satisfaction. The moaning grew louder and eventually Josh realised it was building to something. Dawn finally threw back her head and screamed Josh's name aloud. She very rarely screamed, because they were never alone in the house, but Josh suddenly realised the benefits of having sex without fear of people eavesdropping. He heard the scream and he came some more.

"My, God," Dawn was whimpering. Josh was sure her orgasm had subsided by now, but his own was still running rampant. Dawn brought his head down to her and sucked his ear into her mouth. "I love you," she whispered.

Josh was becoming rapidly soft, but he pushed himself in as far as he could go and tried to cling to his orgasm. It had gone, though, and all that was left was his limp cock and Dawn's cum-filled pussy. Wherever those birth control pills were, Josh mused, they'd have their job cut out for them tonight.

If he had been exhausted before, it was nothing to how he felt now. He collapsed on top of Dawn, this time without fear of ridicule. Dawn was smiling now; she rested her chin on Josh's shoulder and held him in a very sisterly way, though maybe Josh was imagining it. "Wow," she said brightly. "That was intense, huh?"

Josh tried to smile, but the majority of his energy was directed towards not falling asleep.

"Are you okay?" Dawn asked, her finger running along the length of his spine.

"Fine," Josh replied weakly. "Just tired."

"I'll bet," said Dawn, making Josh smile at last. "You were quite generous with the cum there."

Josh laughed softly. They spent quite a long time – how long, Josh wasn't sure – lying like that, not so much in each other's arms as Josh in Dawn's. He had never felt like he could turn to Dawn for comfort before, even recently; but now he did feel comforted, and he never wanted to leave her embrace.

"Josh?" Dawn said quietly.

"Mmm?"

"Did you mean it? What you said?"

Josh raised his head at last, to look into Dawn's eyes, which were strangely devoid of everything that he had come to associate her with. "Of course I did," he replied.

"And do you believe me now that I love you?"

"Yes," said Josh, kissing her lips. "I believe you."

After that, Josh rolled off Dawn and they lay side-by-side, staring up at the ceiling as they sometimes did after they had both cum. This time, however, their heads were touching and their hands brushing together.

"So you liked it?" Josh inquired.

"I loved it," Dawn replied. "It was amazing. I've never done it like that before."

"So it was better than normal sex?"

"Hmmm," Dawn replied thoughtfully. "I guess it was."

Josh smiled triumphantly. "That's what I meant," he said, thinking that Dawn might finally understand now. "I don't want us to do it so many times that it just becomes commonplace. If we do it only when we really want to...it can be great. Not that it isn't always great," he added quickly, expecting a sharp comment from Dawn. She remained silent for a while, however, until she turned to look at Josh with a smile.

"If I admit you're right," she said, "will you promise not to say 'I told you so'?"

Josh grinned. "I promise."

Dawn turned back to look at the ceiling. "Well, I don't believe you so I'm still not going to say it."

Josh's grin became wider – much wider – and he rolled sideways to kiss Dawn, who grinned just as widely and even giggled as he tickled her. Her reaction, though, was somewhat different to Alice's. "Josh!" she squealed, with tears in her eyes. "Stop it, fucker! I'm gonna kill you." With little doubt in his mind that she would, Josh continued tickling her for fear of what would happen when he stopped. His hands soon became tired, however, and he was forced to withdraw them. Dawn was grinning still. She growled with mock frustration and pretended to wrap her hands around Josh's neck. "You're a bastard, you know that?"

"Am I?" asked Josh.

Dawn rolled across and knelt over Josh's midsection, lowering her face to his. "Mm-hmm," she said. "My bastard."

They kissed for a long while, the way they usually kissed, only now it seemed to have changed – taken on more meaning and become more sensual. Josh dedicated a lot of his attention to Dawn's hair, which he found wonderfully soft when he ran his hands through it. He bundled it above her head and let it tumble down again. Dawn lowered her head so that it tickled Josh's face.

"Still thinking about my breasts?" she asked, rolling off Josh once more so that they were again looking up at the ceiling.

"Not so much," Josh replied.

"Then what are you thinking about?"

In truth, Josh was thinking about the same thing he'd thought about the last time he'd been intimate with Jacquie and Alice – the memories he had of his sister. As he'd said to Alice, there weren't many pleasant ones of Dawn, but some, if not pleasant, at least brought a smile to his face. "I was thinking about my twelfth birthday party," said Josh. "I had it here, remember? And you told everyone I was gay."

Dawn laughed as she recalled the memory. "I set them straight afterwards though. No pun intended."

"Only because mom made you," said Josh.

Dawn shrugged. "It wouldn't have really mattered. Just think how many of those girls would be vying for your attention now."

"Yeah, a lot I'm sure," Josh replied sceptically.

Dawn rolled over to rest her chin on Josh's chest, so that she could look up at him. "Don't discount yourself," she said. "I'm sure there are lots of girls interested in you."

"One massive shock at a time please," said Josh. "I don't think I can handle getting praise from you."

"I praise you lots of times," said Dawn.

"Like when?"

"Like when we're fucking."

"No," Josh said slowly. "When we're fucking you're usually telling me what a bad boy I am'."

"I also tell you that I love your cock," said Dawn, reaching down to touch it. It was still soft, however, and would likely remain that way for some time. Dawn laid the side of her head down on Josh's chest and brought her hand up to his stomach. He felt like the older one when she leaned on him like that, and suddenly very protective of her. It took Josh a while to realise that Dawn was thinking. "You remember that time we went to Fiji," she asked, "and there was that cute girl in the hotel that you liked?"

"Kind of," Josh replied, his face heating up. Even now, he found it hard to talk about girls.

"And you remember how I gave you shit about it because you were too afraid to talk to her?"

"Yeah."

"And how she started giving you dirty looks?"

"Yeeeahh," said Josh, suspiciously.

"Well," said Dawn, "I kind of...may have...told her that you were a hermaphrodite."

"WHAT!?

"I didn't mean it," Dawn said repentantly, looking up at Josh. "I was...just...having fun."

Josh tried to be angry with her, but found he couldn't. Things like that seemed a world away now, as distant as he and Dawn had once been. Perhaps he should just try to laugh about it as Dawn would. Or perhaps he should get even.

"I told the lifeguard you had three kids," he said.

"You did what!? Dawn bellowed. "You little shit!" She dug her fingers into Josh's chest so hard that the imprints of her nails remained even after she took them away.

"Ow!" Josh complained, rubbing his chest. "That hurt."

"That was the point," said Dawn sourly.

"So it's okay for you to tell someone I like that I'm a hermaphrodite..."

"Oh, please," Dawn interrupted him. "That girl was a total skank; I did you a favour."

"She was not a skank!" Josh protested. "She was cute."

"Was not."

"Was too."

Dawn looked up and grinned. "Just like old times, huh?"

"Except we're both naked," Josh pointed out.

"Except that," Dawn conceded, resting her head on Josh's chest again. "So what else have you done to ruin my life that you haven't told me about?"

Josh racked his brain and looked up at the ceiling. "Ummm... I kept pranking you on your phone while you were out with that football player; you know that one that you were going on about for weeks?"

"That was you?" Dawn asked, shocked.

"And Jacquie," said Josh. "And Alice listened in."

"Bitches," Dawn replied scathingly. "Anything else?"

"Um... I put a cockroach in your underwear drawer."

"What cockroach?" Dawn asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.

"Uh...never mind," said Josh.

Dawn narrowed her eyes but said nothing. The candles had burned low now, and the room was swimming with their scent. Half of the blinds were also in shade, the sun beginning its trip down for the day. Even without the light from the candles and the sun, Dawn looked radiant. Josh wondered how he had ever been able to look at her – or any of his sisters – before, and not feel the stirrings of desire. That had changed somewhere along the way, and he didn't think he'd ever be able to change it back again.

"I stuck a note to your back once," said Dawn. "Before you went to school."

"The 'I'm a male slut' one?"

"Yeah. Did you find it?"

"No," Josh replied stiffly. "My maths teacher did."

Dawn laughed heartily. "Oh, I would have given anything to see that."

Josh, however, had no desire to relive that particular memory. He could still remember his attempt at an explanation, spluttering and stammering and finally turning bright red as the rest of the class laughed. He'd gotten Dawn back for that one though. She'd had to change her cell phone number afterwards.

"When's Alice coming home?" Dawn asked, yawning. How she managed to make even that look elegant Josh had no idea.

"About half an hour," he replied, his stomach churning with renewed guilt. It was so easy to forget it when he was about to cum.

Dawn raised a bare leg and ran her hand down it. "I suppose you want to get dressed now?"

"I think I should," said Josh, looking around for his clothes. He leaned over as far as he could to pick up his pants and swung his legs sideways to put them on. Once he'd zipped them up and turned back around, he could see that Dawn was obliging herself once more beneath the sheets. She looked up with a wicked smile. "Wanna help?"

"N– no," said Josh, and shook his head. "I should go. And you should probably get rid of these candles. And fix your hair up."

Dawn sat up, so that the sheets fell down and exposed her breasts. Josh found that he was no longer in the post-sex, un-horny mood – he wanted to stay now, but he couldn't.

"What's wrong with my hair?" asked Dawn, pouting.

"Nothing," said Josh, tugging on his shirt. "I just think that ... before Alice comes home...."

"Is that why you think I'm wearing pigtails?" inquired Dawn.

"Of course not," said Josh, trying to laugh. "I just—" He broke off. "Is it?"

"Well," said Dawn, lying back with her hands behind her head – a pose that succeeded in throwing her breasts out provocatively, "you seem to have such a fascination with them. And you never look at me the way you look at Alice."

Josh's stomach squirmed. Bail out, his mind yelled at him. Bail out!

"I don't look at Alice any way," he said, picking up his socks and starting towards the door. Behind him, Dawn snorted. Josh ducked out of the room before she expound on her scepticism.

***

He showered first, before having to face Alice and Jacquie, but the hot water did little to calm his conscience. He still felt awful – lying to his sisters, betraying them behind their backs. How could Alice stand it, when Josh himself couldn't? There was only one reason, and he knew what it was... They're my sisters.




Party of Five Ch. 20



After he had washed and made sure to scrub off any and all traces of Dawn's expensive perfume, he threw on a fresh pair of clothes and headed downstairs, where he found Alice drinking a glass of water, as was her custom after coming home on a hot day. His heart distended immediately, wanting to encompass her. She was wearing a yellow sundress that fell just short of her knees. And her hair, of course, was in pigtails.

Josh tried to say high, but his voice failed him and he cleared his throat before trying again. "Hi, Al."

"Oh, hey, Josh," she replied turning around with a luminescent smile on her face. Josh's heart began the long climb up to his throat.

"Y– you look nice," he stammered, trying to smile back, but finding it hard on account of how much anxiety he needed to swallow. Alice flashed her smile at him, showing her teeth. "Where's Dawn?" he asked.

"I don't know," said Alice, looking about. "She was here somewhere."

"Oh," said Josh, his heart sinking back down. He was hoping that Dawn would have had the sudden urge to buy a new miniskirt or visit one of her trampy girlfriends. But it was no use – he would get no time alone with Alice tonight. Especially since Jacquie had just walked in.

"Hey," she said, looking hot and flustered. Her hair was damp as well, probably, Josh thought, because she had been swimming. It had been a long time since Josh had seen any of his sisters at the beach or in the pool, and he was dying to see them in their bikinis again. He couldn't stop himself from picturing Jacquie wearing her hot red number, which made her tits look oh-so-squeezable.

"How'd you go?" he asked, so that she wouldn't see the cogs working inside his head, or cock, or wherever they were.

"Good," Jacquie replied bracingly, setting her straw bag down on the table. Perhaps her bikini was in there. Perhaps Josh could convince her to wear it again soon.

"You look a bit sunburnt," said Alice, lifting her head to see Jacquie's neck. It was true – her collarbones had a pink hue to them. Jacquie wiped her hand across them, causing Josh's knees to wobble.

"Yeah," she said. "I think the lotion wore off."

Lotion, thought Josh, choking down a mouthful of saliva that felt like jagged metal as it went down.

Alice, after briefly mentioning that she was going to get changed, turned and headed up the stairs, leaving Josh alone with Jacquie. They both watched Alice go, before turning back to each other. "So," said Jacquie briskly, "how was your day?"

"It was okay," said Josh, battling with his guilt once more. I've been at school all day, he reminded himself.

Jacquie began unpacking her bag. "You should have come to the beach with us. It was great."

"Yeah?" said Josh, intensely curious. "What'd you do?"

"Oh, we went swimming, played volleyball, sunbathed ... the usual stuff."

"So you had fun?"

"Mm-hmm," said Jacquie. "And there were lots of cute guys there, too. Walking around with their shirts off and their pecks bulging...." She turned to Josh with a sadistic smile. He simply glared at her. Jacquie laughed and poked him in the stomach. "You are such a jealous little thing."

"I am not little," Josh protested indignantly. "And I'm not jealous either. I don't care how many cute guys you perved on today."

Jacquie came closer, looking amused. "Oh, you so do."

"Do not," said Josh, tensing his stomach in case she poked him again.

"And what if I were to tell you that I took one of those cute guys behind the restrooms and screwed him silly?"

Josh felt the blood drain out of his face. She was kidding. She had to be. "You didn't do that."

"Well, what if I told you that one of them asked me out?" said Jacquie.

"D– did they?" Josh asked, his insides burning with anxiety.

Jacquie resumed her unpacking. "Mm-hmm." Josh waited for a further account of the story, but it didn't come. Jacquie seemed intent on torturing him.

"And?" he said at last.

Jacquie shrugged. "And ... I said no."

"Y– you did? Why?"

Once again, Jacquie stopped and turned to face Josh. She was smiling sympathetically, as though pitying him for not grasping her point. "Do you really think I'm going to start dating someone while I'm having sex with my brother?"

"Well, you could always stop," said Josh. And a moment later: No! Don't say that! You stupid, fucking moron! That's it, I'm cutting off the blood supply to your legs.

"I could," said Jacquie, "but I think that's a decision we both have to make." She stepped closer to Josh – close enough to arouse suspicion if anyone else had been in the room. With a soft smile on her face, she slid her hand up his chest and looked him in the eyes. "So, Josh ... do you want to stop?"

Her brown eyes shone with the same radiance as her smile. She looked so coy and adorable. Of course he didn't want to stop. "No," he said, shaking his head so fast it hurt. "I don't want to stop."

"Me either," said Jacquie, lowering her gaze and drawing in a long, unmistakably horny breath. "But my day at the beach did make me hungry."

Josh began to sweat. Shouldn't the air-conditioner be on? he wondered, even though he could hear its gentle hum. Jacquie's hips were less than a foot away from his own – he could reach out, grab them and pull her towards him in less than a second if he wanted to. And he did want to. Badly.

"Ah ... maybe ... maybe we shouldn't..." he stuttered, glancing around nervously. "Dawn and ... and Alice are ... are ... sweaty and ... touching ... my crotch – okay, you have to stop!" He pulled Jacquie's hand away, surprised at how much she was acting like Dawn.

Jacquie pretended to pout, still obviously amused. "You don't want me."

"I do!" said Josh hastily. "I ... really do. But, the others are in the house and...."

Jacquie rolled her eyes and laughed. "I know they are, Josh. I'm just trying to rile you up."

"Oh. Well ... it's working."

Jacquie finished unpacking the last items in her bag. "Go and beat off then – dinner will be ready soon."

Josh made a sound of indignation. He was not going to beat off. Jacquie was clearly as excited as he was, so why should he go and... Ah, screw it. He went up to his room, shut the door, pulled out an old towel and flopped out his cock. Now, he thought, let's see if I remember how to do this.

He had gotten five seconds into his rhythm when he stopped suddenly and zipped himself up as quickly as he could. This was not good. Masturbating had been easy before, when he picked this picture, or this video, or that slightly attractive Disney character, and let himself go. But now... Now it was the kiss he'd shared with Alice, the blowjob he'd gotten from Dawn and the sex he'd had with Jacquie. The images ran like a film reel in his head, and try as he might, he couldn't separate them. But he was still horny, and he couldn't very well go downstairs in this condition, so he pulled his trousers down again and gave it another try.

Only he had no idea who to think about. Not Alice, he thought, I don't feel right doing that. But then she certainly hadn't minded some of the other things they'd done together, and it wasn't as though he was picturing doing things to her – just with her. So she was back on the list.

Jacquie, also, was a definite contender, because all Josh had to do was think about her breasts and he started... Drooling. Damn. He wiped the back of his hand over his mouth and swallowed the rest of his saliva.

Dawn, also, was an easy choice. She got Josh's motor running faster than a car thief on a caffeine fix. All he had to do was think about one of the many times she had blown him – like that day she had told him to keep cutting carrots and let her do her thing – and he...

"Oh, God," Josh groaned, pitching forward on the floor and squeezing out his cum. His head was full of images of all three sisters, but at this point he didn't care – he just needed release.

It was a tiny little puddle he left on the towel, hardly enough to fill a teaspoon. And his orgasm was short-lived and lacking in intensity, so by the time he left his room he wasn't as satisfied as he had hoped he would be. Still, he was thinking clearer.

His mother was in the kitchen when he got down, talking to Dawn about something. Jacquie was likely upstaris getting changed. "Hi, sweetie," his mother greeted him when he entered. "How was school today?"

Josh buried his face in the fridge, pretending to be thirsty. "Uh – it was okay."

"Oh, good," said Laura, and, perhaps because Josh looked busy, disappeared upstairs to her room.

Josh abandoned the jug of water he was holding and shut the fridge. When he looked over at Dawn she was smiling at him.

"She suspects something, you know."

Josh nearly tripped and fell, even though there was nothing to trip over. "W– what? What do you mean?"

"I didn't mean like that," Dawn assured him, hopping up onto the counter. "She just told me she thinks it's nice that we're spending more time together."

Josh opened his mouth wide and took several deep breaths. His heart was beating so hard he thought it might crack a rib. Dawn was watching him and giggling. "Scared ya, didn't I?"

"That's not funny," said Josh, panting. "That is really not funny."

"It is a little funny," said Dawn, trying to smile sweetly, but ending up looking sly. "Do you need a paper bag?"

Josh coughed, swallowed, sniffed and finally managed to compose himself. "Did she ask why?" he inquired. "Why we're spending so much time together?"

"Yep."

"And what'd you say?"

"I told her that her darling daughter was sucking her only son's cock every chance she got."

Josh looked nervously towards the door, his teeth clenched. "Dawn!"

"Oh, relax," said Dawn. "I told her that you weren't as annoying as you used to be, now that you're older." She jumped down from the bench and walked past Josh towards the living room. "And that I love the taste of your cum." She turned around and grinned over her shoulder before walking out of sight.

I need to masturbate again, thought Josh.

***

Making love to Dawn had been an amazing experience, but it only seemed to have intensified Dawn's lust for casual sex with Josh. She had insisted that they try the slow-paced eroticism again some time, but that until then, they would continue to play naughty siblings whenever they wanted. Which, Josh translated, meant whenever she wanted. And it certainly looked that way.

It was getting to the point where Josh was begging her to let him make her cum. Dawn would always say, "In a minute, in a minute," and plunge her mouth over Josh's cock again before he could protest. It wasn't that he was complaining, but he often wondered whether Dawn was entirely satisfied with their arrangement.

The real reason, he supposed, why Dawn so often forwent her own orgasms, was because they got so little time together, and making Josh cum was certainly a lot quicker than making Dawn cum. She seemed to have developed a large threshold for pleasure over the years. So whilst Dawn always came at least once when they were alone together, it was easy to fit in a quick blowjob when they weren't. And Dawn, like Josh, wasn't complaining. Well, except on Thursday afternoon.

"Josh, you fucker!" she snarled, her eyes filled with anger. "You got it on my hair! I told you you could cum any place you like, but not my hair!"

"I'm sorry," Josh spluttered, trying to zip himself up. He felt distinctly stupid having his cock hanging out when Dawn was angry with him. She seemed more like his sister at those times. "I couldn't help it."

"Well, maybe you should warn me next time," Dawn said sharply, holding several strands of hair in front of her eyes and trying to slide Josh's semen off. "Honestly, I let you do anything you want – I ask only one thing in return – and you can't even do that for me."

"I'm sorry," Josh said in earnest. "You were going too fast for me."

Dawn scoffed. She looked quite peculiarly trying to see her own hair, which was sprinkled with bits of bright white cum. Eventually, she cast it aside with an irritable sigh and said, "I'm going to have to wash it. And you'd better hope it comes out," she added, jabbing Josh sharply in the chest.

Without bothering to collect her clothes, she stormed out of the room and left Josh to breathe a sigh of relief. A moment later, however, her head reappeared in the doorway. "Oh, and I love you," she said, smiling sweetly, and left.

Josh raised his eyebrows. Talk about mood swings.

***

Dinner that night was a very typical affair. They ate at the table in the kitchen, praising Jacquie's lamb casserole and trading idle scraps of conversation, such as what Josh did at school that day, how Laura's work was going, and, to Josh's complete dismay, whether Dawn's hair looked any less shiny than usual. Thankfully, all three women concluded that she was being pedantic. Josh breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he had even finished his sigh though, he was sucking the breath of air back in again. "So who's Valerie?" his mother had asked, casually piercing a piece of lamb with her fork and bringing it to her mouth. She looked politely curious. Which was in complete contrast to how Josh's sisters looked – like grinning, homicidal maniacs. Well, Alice was merely grinning, but Dawn and Jacquie definitely looked sadistic.

"V– Valerie?" said Josh, his cheeks beginning to burn.

"Mmm," said his mother, swallowing her mouthful. "Dawn tells me she came over the other day."

Josh turned his smouldering gaze on Dawn. Her grin only widened. "Uh – yeah," he said, turning back to his mother. "We were studying."

Now his mother did smile. "Is she ... someone you're interested in?"

"Mom!" Josh bellowed, glancing anxiously at his sisters as they began to laugh. He briefly considered ducking under the table to wait out the rest of his humiliation, but he was quite sure the four of them would simply sit down on the floor, possibly with their plates, and continue pelting him with questions. So he stayed put, for now.

"I'm just asking," said Laura defensively. "I think it's nice that you have some female company now."

The sound of Jacquie, Dawn and Alice's laughter was deafening. Jacquie was squirming around in her chair, apparently trying to hold her stomach in place; Dawn was making no attempt to muffle her high-pitched laughter; and Alice was giggling like mad, even though she had covered her mouth with her hand, which would have been quite an endearing sight, if Josh wasn't so angry.

"Come on, girls," said his mother, though she too looked as though she might begin laughing at any second. Slowly, very slowly, Josh's sisters came around, and their laughter subsided. They were still grinning though. And Josh was being very liberal with his glares.

"So, when do I get to meet her?" his mother asked.

"She's just a friend, mom," said Josh, eager to end this conversation.

"Just a friend Josh is in luuuurve with," crooned Dawn, adding a few more giggles to her tally for the night.

"You are?" asked Laura, astonished.

"NO!" Josh said firmly. "I'm not in love with her. She's just a friend – like I said five seconds ago!"

"Okay, dear," said his mother hastily. "I wasn't trying to pry. I'm just curious about your ... friends."

"Well, you do have a right to be," put in Jacquie, who was looking mirthful. "I mean, you are his mother."

"Yeah," said Dawn, obviously keen to add her insult to Josh's injury. "And if we've all met her...." She broke off and grinned at Josh. It became obvious, rather quickly, that Dawn hadn't informed their mother of this fact earlier.

"You have?" said Laura. "Well, what's she like?"

"Mooooom," Josh groaned, burying his head on the table.

"Oh, she's really nice," said Dawn, her voice lilting with amusement. "And she and Josh just make the perfect couple."

Josh raised his head and glared at Dawn so furiously that even she looked surprised. Surprised, but still amused.

"So, is she coming over again soon?" Laura inquired.

Josh opened his mouth to utter a very firm "No!", but Dawn beat him to it. "Josh is going to her house tomorrow."

"You are?" asked Laura, surprised.

"That's it!" said Josh, pushed his chair back and rose angrily to his feet. More laughter greeted this dramatic gesture, and he chose to ignore his mother's soothing apologies. He lifted his plate up, carried it to the sink and then walked into the living room, where he dropped haphazardly onto the sofa and flicked on the TV. He was absolutely mortified. More so when Dawn and Alice came strolling in, five minutes later.

Dawn, annoyingly, seated herself right next to Josh, whilst Alice sat down on one of the armchairs.

"Piss off, Dawn," Josh said coldly, before she could open her mouth.

"Oh, is Joshy upset that his mommy knows about his little girlfriend?" Dawn said, with such false concern she wouldn't have been out of place in a daytime soap opera.

"Leave him alone, Dawn," Alice chimed in. She gave Josh an encouraging smile and blushed a little when he returned it, which he never would have done a few months ago.

Dawn started making kissing sounds. That's it, thought Josh, seized a cushion and started pelting Dawn with it. Now he was the one grinning like mad.

"Josh!" Dawn wailed, trying to protect herself with her hands. "Piss off, you little shit!"

Josh ignored her cries of indignation and picked up another cushion for some extra punishment. Despite herself, Alice was laughing.

Josh had discovered very early on in his life-long feud with Dawn, that while she at first tried to keep her composure during their fights, so that she wouldn't break a nail or upset her hair, she could quickly become a rabid, relentless animal that rivalled any teenage boy Josh had ever met. And with all the experience Josh had fighting Dawn, he had learnt to predict when this transformation happened. Like now, for instance. Dawn's eyes suddenly flashed and she abandoned her attempt to protect herself. She leapt up from the sofa, roared furiously and bolted after Josh, who was desperately fleeing from the room.

He ran up the stairs first, taking two at a time, and into his own bedroom. He leapt onto the bed when Dawn came in, her teeth bared like a wild dog, and jumped down just in time to avoid her swiping hands. Dawn chased him from the room, back downstairs and into the kitchen, where Josh put the table between them. They were both grinning now. And, Josh had to admit, Dawn looked quite sexy with her hair all messed up and her eyes glimmering with excitement.

"No where to go now, Joshy," she panted, trying to edge around the table.

"Dawn, Josh, come on," their mother said, a little half-heartedly. She knew better than to try and stop them.

Josh waited for the perfect moment, which came when Dawn reached up to brush her hair out of her eyes, and bolted back into the living room. Dawn, however, quickly leapt over the table and caught up to Josh, bringing him crashing to the floor in front of the TV. Josh rolled over to find her kneeling over his waist. And panting. This was not good.

"Now," said Dawn, pinning Josh's wrists down above his head and trying to catch her breath, "what do we say when we hit our sister with a pair of cushions?"

Josh pretended to think. "Umm ... next time I'll use bricks?" Dawn dug her fingernails into Josh's wrists. "Ahh!"

"Try again. What do we say?"

"Lose some weight!" Josh spluttered, his chest constricted beneath Dawn's hips. "You're squashing me!"

Perhaps, in retrospect, it wasn't the best thing to say. Whereas before Dawn had been poising herself over Josh's stomach, she now lowered her body and actually sat on it. "Oof!" said Josh.




Party of Five Ch. 21



I am writing this story series as a continuation of 'party of five' by vertigoj. I thought that a story like that deserves a proper ending, so I am planning on finishing the series. If you haven't read chapter 1-20 I advice you to do so. the link for the stories is here.

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lostangelkira-thank you for the editing.

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Josh stirred in his sleep and finally woke up to hear a faint voice calling his name. It took him a little more time to realize that Alice was standing beside his bed. 

"You awake?" she asked, in a voice even softer than her normal polite tone.

"I am now," Josh replied groggily.

She sat beside him. "Please Josh...tell me what you're worried about."

He kept quiet for a moment. "It's nothing, really."

With her usual grace she slipped under the sheets snuggling into his chest. From that position she looked into his eyes and said, "You think I can't tell that you're worried? Is it something about Valerie?" 

Josh closed his arms around her, feeling her warmth and savoring the feeling before responding very stiffly, "I'm worried about Jacquie."

A silence followed the comment for a moment. They could only hear each other's breathing for about half a minute, which seemed like an eternity to Josh. Alice did not say anything but she lied on top of him and kissed him on the lips. It was not a French kiss, she just relaxed completely and kept her lips connected to his. This intimacy, although not new to Josh always exhilarated him even more than the last time. Then she slowly removed her lips and just rested on his body. Her face rested on his pillow and her mouth was very close to his ear.

She then spoke in his ear, "I know how you feel, but I don't think that you are cheating on her. We are brother and sister after all."

"But I feel so bad lying to her." Josh mumbled. 

"Then you should tell her. If I'm okay with the fact that I'm sharing you with my sisters, I feel confident that she would be okay with it too." 

Then she kissed him on his forehead and trailed her way down to find his lips. They kissed passionately until Alice ran out of breath. They paused for a moment but in no longer than a few seconds their tongues were entwined in each other's mouths, fighting for control. Josh felt Alice melt into his embrace before she removed her tongue from his mouth and after taking a long breath she finally spoke up, "You wanna do it tonight?" 

"Hell yes!"

Josh sprang up to get a condom from his closet but Alice grabbed his wrist. She pulled him back to her and pecked him on the lips briefly before leaning up to his ear.

"I'm on the pill now," she murmured. She blushed in front of her younger brother's questioning eyes. "So we won't be needing those anymore."

Josh's questioning look turned into a surprised one as it dawned on him and the corners of his mouth turned up into a small smile. In a moment they were lying naked, touching and caressing each other everywhere their hands could reach. Alice moved in even closer just when Josh started to think getting any closer was not possible. He kissed the hollow of her neck, moving up to her ear and gently sucking her earlobes into his mouth, wetting them with his saliva. Then he turned his attention towards her perky breasts, licking and sucking her nipples and sometimes forcing a moan out of her by nibbling on her nipples and suddenly blowing onto her wet areolas, making them even harder. 

She pushed him flat on his back and straddled him slowly lowering her throbbing pussy onto his cock. Both of them were gasping as they felt each other for the first time without any condoms obstructing them. The skin of his cock touching the inner walls of her dripping wet sex set both of them right on the edge even before they started moving. Both of them were still for a minute which seemed like an eternity judging by the powerful feeling that wracked their nerves. After recovering from the shock, Alice started to raise and lower her hips in a slow, rhythmic motion, occasionally stopping to grind her hips, trying to churn her hole with his cock. They sped up after gaining a comfortable rhythm, Josh countering her descends with an upward thrust. 

It was not long before their breathing became faster and their grunts were louder. Even Alice started to whimper a low yes, yes, yes!, before she bit her lower lip afraid of waking anyone.

"I'm going to cum soon," Josh managed to growl, his thrusts getting more and more powerful.

"I'm close too," Alice gasped, her fingernails biting into his shoulders. 

After three or four strokes, Josh felt her pussy spasm around his cock, her pussy muscles flexing as her body was torn by an orgasm which had be the most powerful she ever had. She bent to kiss him which muffled her cries of pleasure. Josh could not hold on any longer. Her juice showering his cock was just too much for him. With a final grunt, Josh's cock squirted thick ropes of spunk, painting her inner walls with his cum. It lasted for a minute as her pussy muscles squeezed his cock like it was trying to milk every drop possible out of him. They relaxed into each other's arms, trying to catch their breaths as the two of them came down from their orgasmic highs. His cock still buried deep inside her, they kissed. Josh loved the feeling of Alice lying on top of him. He drank in the beauty of her sweaty face shining in the glow of the street lamp outside. Tired, they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

The sun's rays seeped into the room through the blinds to wake Josh from his sleep. It was 7 in the morning. He looked at the alarm clock, then froze after realizing that Alice was still lying on top of him, sound asleep. He thought of what might happen if anyone else sees them lying naked in bed, hugging one another like they were married and it surely was not a happy future. He shook Alice to wake her from her slumber. She was just as afraid as he was and even more panicky. It looked like a competition when they grabbed their clothes and somehow managed to put them on in record time. Josh opened his door a crack and peeked out to see if the coast was clear. After Josh gave the signal, Alice ran off to her room so fast, Josh could swear she just set a new world record.

He came out of his room and went to the bathroom after Alice closed the door behind her after her Olympic sprint. As usual, Josh found himself standing under the hot water flowing over his body, trying to find a way to break the news of his newfound relationship with his other two sisters to Jacquie.

Josh dressed for school in the usual boring uniform and went downstairs for breakfast. Jacquie blew him a kiss.

"Good morning," she said cheerfully.

"Hi," Josh said, grabbing a bowl before going to the dining table and pouring a good enough amount of cereal and milk into it. He didn't talk very much during his breakfast. But Jacquie didn't suspect anything because she thought that he was late for school as he gobbled his food in huge scoops and rushed through the front door without saying good bye.

After Josh left for school, she concentrated on her household duties or at least tried to concentrate. But she kept ending up thinking about the way Josh was acting for the last few days. He was always deep in thought and was so distracted. At first, she thought that he was starting to realize the fact that society will never approve of his love for his big sister, but she discarded that option because he was acting in that manner with everyone, not just her. Thinking about the oral pleasure her little brother, now her lover, gave her last week, she herself became so dreamy that she messed up quite a few of her chores, which was very unusual. She broke two plates, mistakenly dropped an unused carton of milk in the garbage bin...she just couldn't stop thinking about Josh all day long.

For Josh, the day was even more boring than the usual school day. He couldn't concentrate in any of his lectures so after two classes he blew off the rest of the classes and went to the library. He opened a book and tried to stop thinking about his sexy sisters. But it was all in vain because whenever he closed his eyes he felt and relived the precious moments spent with his sisters, all three of them. He felt Jacquie's warm smile and hugs, Dawn's passionate kisses and Alice's body lying over his in an embrace that made him feel complete. Suddenly his reverie was broken by a voice so close to his ear, it made him jump. Valerie stood beside his desk with her arms folded in front of her body. It was clear by her smile that she definitely enjoyed startling Josh. She quietly sat on the chair beside Josh.

"So...where were you? I've been calling you for the last two minutes but you were so lost in that book that you could not even hear me."

"No actually I was, ahem...um..." Josh muttered, unable to finish his sentence. Valerie seemed to dismiss his lack of communication with a slight shrug.

"Anyways, I hope you didn't forget about coming to my house to study together today," she sighed exasperatedly, frowning. "I waited for you at the front gate for 15 minutes before coming to look for you here."

"Of course I didn't forget. I just lost track of time reading this book." Josh replied, trying to hide the furious blush he was sporting.

Realizing that this would keep him out of his home for a few more hours , a smile spread across his face. Because the last thing he needed while thinking about a solution was three horny women giving him hard-ons all evening. So he followed Valerie to her house, only two blocks away. Her swaying hips made him momentarily forget his thoughts but then Alice's image appeared before his eyes strongly than before, as her hips were just like Valerie's; not too big, but just as firm.

As they studied, Josh felt that it was even more distracting because his eyes constantly strayed off to Valerie's firm and ample breasts and before half an hour had passed, he was as hard as a steel rod. He tried to act normal when Valerie looked at the obvious bulge in his trousers through the corner of her eyes. He looked at her face for signs of anger or disappointment, but what he saw was a faint smile on her lips. He thought that it was his imagination and looked away, but there it was again; a glance and another smile. It was no mistake. She was checking him out and his cock stiffened even more in anticipation of what was coming next.

"It's not polite to look at a girl like that you know," Valerie said, giving him a slight smile.

Josh couldn't think of anything to say, but he could feel a blush spreading across his face. Mumbling some excuses, he tried to turn his head in the other direction but his body would not respond. Looking into each other's eyes, he suddenly caught a hold of her arm and then without even thinking their lips met in a kiss, a passionate kiss which only someone madly in love could share. There was no tongue involved, their lips just rested together and stayed glued until both of them realized what was happening and quickly broke the kiss.

Josh thought that Valerie would be mad at him for his bold and somewhat unexpected move but strangely enough, she wasn't angry at all. She seemed to be quite happy about him making the first move. She just looked into his eyes for another minute before finally speaking. "Please Josh, you have to leave now. My mom is in the next room, if she finds out we'll get in big trouble." 

He left with a nod. About halfway home, it hit him that she'd said, 'we'. He suddenly felt light on his feet as he almost flew to his house and flopped onto his bed, thinking of what to say to her when they met again.

He was flying high in his mind when suddenly he was forced back into reality by Jacquie's voice.

"Josh! You have a call, it's Valerie!" she shouted up the stairwell.

He almost fell down the stairs running to get the call. Dawn laughed out loud at his clumsy movement but also blew him a kiss. In reply he just smiled and held the phone tentatively.

"Hey, it's Valerie. Can I come to your house tomorrow? I need to talk to you about something."

"But what about school?"

"Tomorrow's Saturday."

"Oh yeah, I forgot."

"So...will you be staying home?"

"Yes. Please come."

"Ok. See you tomorrow then," she replied before hanging up.

Josh couldn't believe his luck. He was so excited that a smile was plastered on his face permanently for the rest of the evening. Dinner was just like usual. He did not talk much as his thoughts drifted from reality, dreaming of Valerie. After a few moments, he noticed something didn't feel right. He then remembered that Dawn's foot didn't touch his crotch even once that evening, which had become a normal ritual for the past month. When he looked into her eyes, he did not see the usual shine and smile. Her eyes were blank, like she was in deep thought. He looked right into her eyes with a demanding look. She smiled a little but her eyes remained the same.

Right after dinner, when Josh and Jacquie were carrying the plates to the sink, Dawn entered the kitchen.

"Mom, can I take Josh for a driving lesson?" she asked.

As it was not the first time they used this excuse to fuck in the car, it was a quite common occurrence. So their mother, Laura, approved immediately, happy that her children were helping each other. Especially Dawn and Josh, since they seemed to fight constantly until about a month ago.

In five minutes they were in Dawn's car with her driving towards the outskirts of the city. She wore a tight spaghetti top which showed off her boobs nicely with faded daisy dukes.

"She looks sexy as always," Josh thought.

She was awfully quiet throughout their trip to View Point, where the entire city could be seen. She was a little too silent; no groping , no dirty talk, it seemed very abnormal to Josh, but he kept his mouth shut until they reached the point. With the lights twinkling in the darkness, the city looked very beautiful.

"Wow, Dawn....it's beautiful," were the only words he could manage. For the next few minutes he drank in the beauty of the scenery. He was oblivious to his surroundings at that moment until a movement from Dawn to grab his attention. Raising the steering wheel, she moved onto his lap silently. She sat on his lap with her legs straddling him, but to his wonder, she kept her clothes on.

"Dawn, you're acting very strange," Josh said softly in her ear, running hand up her spine. "Can I ask why?" 

"All my life...no one has ever loved me for any other reason than sex, so I never had the reason to love anyone. But now, little brother, I'm in love with a man. I want to have his baby and live with him forever." Dawn said in a ragged voice, choked with tears.

As she said this, two teardrops rolled onto her cheeks and landed on his neck. Realizing how hard it had been for her to admit this to her brother and lover, he tried to comfort her. He closed his hands around her, holding her to his chest.

"It'll be ok. I'm so happy for you," he told her.

She broke down completely, sobbing into his chest. She convulsed as her tears flowed and soaked his shirt. When she settled a little, he got her to look at him.

"So, who's the lucky guy?" he asked, his voice filled with curiosity.

She looked right at him, a bewildered look on his face. "You don't get it, do you? You're the only man I've ever loved, Josh. I was blind not to see it at first but now I know for sure. You've always treated me like a lady and not just another fuck hole", she told him, sniffling, "You are the first man to make love with me. Love, not just some hard fucking."

She hugged him tightly and started crying again. Josh didn't know what to say because he never thought that he would face this situation. He has never seen Dawn so vulnerable, so fragile. He'd always seen her as an independent woman who always stood up for herself. He was so surprised by her new persona that it took a few minutes for the words to get into his head. And when he finally understood, he couldn't find anything to say. His stomach twirled into a knot as it was inclined to do in this situation.

As Dawn kept still on his lap, she felt like a totally different person; more like Alice or Jacquie than herself. She scanned his face anxiously for his reaction to her revalation. His face stayed blank for another moment before finally breaking into a pleasant smile.

"I love you too, Dawn," he said. They hugged again and Josh's expression went grim. "I have something to admit."

"I know it already, and I'm not angry."

"No Dawn. I'm serious, you need to know this."

"I know about you and Al, you were sleeping naked in your bed last night," she said with a coy smile.

"Anything else you want to tell me, love?" he asked with a frown. 

"Only one," she said, grabbing his crotch and giving it a squeeze. "This is the only cock I want, and I want it inside me right now."

Without another word, they kissed passionately. Their tongues wrestled until both of them were entwined and feeling every part of each others' mouth. The sexual tension was felt by both of them but there was no hurry like before. They relished their union even more than the last time. He pulled her top off to gain access to her breasts which weren't huge, just a perfect handful. Her nipples were already hard and pressing into Josh's palms like diamonds. She pulled off his shirt, showering every inch of his chest with warm kisses. He never stopped kneading her breasts, occasionally pulling and tugging on her nipples, forcing a moan out of her.

Both of them were reaching heights neither had reached before. Dawn unzipped Josh's jeans and grabbed his cock, which was doing its perfect impression of a lead pipe. He pulled down her shorts as she was grinding her crotch into his like she was possessed. He kissed the hollow of her neck while running his hands down the small of her back toward her ass. His tongue trailed his way to behind her ear and gave it a little lick and sucked it into his mouth. This sudden wetness made her giggle like a little girl. She finally turned the knob to get his seat into recliner mode and lay down beside him. Grabbing his cock, she guided it to her pussy lips which were already very wet. He slid in smoothly and gasped with this sudden pleasure.

"Mmmmm," Dawn purred as she kissed him again.

He pushed as hard as he could, engulfed up to his balls while lying there beside her. He stayed still for her to adjust to his intrusion into her, but she was already working him slowly, but surely towards a huge orgasm by her pussy muscles.

He felt her pussy holding him in a vice like grip, milking him and making him even harder. He dropped his head and took her left nipple in his mouth, licking it and blowing on it to make her shiver. He kept nibbling on her nipples alternatively, paying the same attention to both of her treasures while she kept pushing him towards his orgasm as she drifted towards her own.

"This is the best sex we've ever had," Josh thought as he finally started to move against the sucking motions of her pussy.

Dawn let out a guttural moan as she came on her brother's cock. 

The feeling of her squirting juices pushed Josh over the edge as he felt his balls tighten and cum squirted through his cock before finally spraying inside her womb. The orgasm was so huge he arched his back and pressed Dawn to her side of the car. It lasted for a minute before he could feel the final few drops drip into her love channel. Both of them panted for breath as they recovered from the huge orgasm. They laid there, his cock buried inside her for nearly ten minutes, listening to the sound of their beating hearts and slowly relaxing breathing.




Party of Five Ch. 21



"That was huge," Josh sighed.

"You bet," Dawn replied.

They held each other's hands tightly and explored each others' bodies, caressing every inch. 

"Thank you," Josh whispered, finally breaking the silence.

"What for?" Dawn asked with a subtle smile.

"For telling me, silly."

"I can help you with Jacquie if you want me to, I know she would understand."

"Yeah, I hope she does, I can't live without any one of you three."

He shut his eyes and pressed his face against her shoulder and drifted off into sleep, thinking about his good luck.

To be continued ...