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Paul and Susan

By: mary0256



It was a sunny, Monday afternoon in the middle of May in 1978. Paul and Susan Ward, a pair of eighteen-year-old twins, were in the last month of their senior year in high school. The twins had an older brother and sister who were both away at college. John was a senior at Holy Trinity University in Chicago and their sister Becky was a sophomore at St. Elizabeth University in Fairchild, Indiana. At the end of the week their bother was due to graduate from college and then the following week their sister would start her summer vacation. Although they enjoyed having their sister and brother at home, they enjoyed the fact that while the elder Ward children were away at college, they each had their own room. During the summer they each had to share a room with a sibling.

Paul was a good-looking eighteen-year-old who was very bright. He was five-foot-eleven and weighed one hundred and seventy-five pounds. He was considered very attractive by the girls in school and had recently started to date Karen Whitley, exclusively. He was very curious about sex; but his experience was very limited. He had played with the bare breasts of a few girls and had been permitted to rub the crotch of one girl that he dated. At one petting session, his own crotch had been rubbed enough that he had ejaculated in his pants. No girl had ever viewed his hard, thick member. He had come to masturbating at night after his dates had aroused him.

Susan was a black-haired girl that was five-feet-seven inches tall and weighed one hundred and ten pounds. Her pert, well-formed breasts adequately filled her size 34B bra. She had always attracted the attention of the boys at school. In addition to her good looks, Susan was a very pleasant and intelligent girl. Early this school year, she had started to date Bill Manley. She, like her brother, had a strong interest in sex. Her experiences had been quite limited, though. When she had a fondness for one of her dates, she would allow him to play with her breasts and had even had them out of her bra and in the guy's hands on one occasion. One guy that she had dated had gotten his hand in her pants and had rubbed for a short time until she could get his hand removed. She had not been ready to progress that far with that particular date and did not go out with him again. Bill had moved fairly slow at exploring her body and had not gotten his hand under her blouse yet. Although she had a deep fondness for Bill and even thought that she might love him, she was slightly put off that he was not progressing faster.

The twins had come home from school that afternoon and they each retired to their own rooms to work on the term papers that were due in one week. A week after that they would have final examinations and then they would graduate from high school. They both continued to work on their papers until their mother called them for supper. They went to the kitchen and sat at the table and waited for their mother to finish putting the food on the table. Their dad entered the room and sat at the head of the table. He fixed his plate and then passed the food to the others who were sitting at the table. When everyone had filled their plates with food, they all began to eat. About halfway through the meal, their mother announced, "John called this afternoon and he has received a job offer in Indianapolis. It's an entry-level management job for a manufacturing company. He said that he has accepted the job. He visited down there this past weekend to try to find a place to live. He starts work a week after graduation, so he only plans on spending a couple of days at home before he moves to Indianapolis, if comes home at all."

Paul said, "That's great, Mom. I hope that it's something that he will enjoy."

Mr. Ward said, "For my money, he's pretty lucky. There are a lot of guys graduating from college this year who are not getting jobs in their major field. When he calls again, if I'm not here, tell him that I am very happy for him and proud of him.

Susan thought to herself, "Wow, Dad must be ecstatic about this. That's the most emotion that I've seen him show in a long, long time. It's been quite a while since I've heard him say that he was happy about anything. I don't ever remember him saying that he was proud of someone." It wasn't that Mr. Ward was always ornery or was unemotional; he just didn't verbalize his emotions very well. The children had learned at an early age to read his facial expressions to learn his emotional state of mind at any given time. This was equally true of his happy emotions and his unhappy emotions. When dinner was done, Paul and Susan helped their mother clear the dishes from the table.

When the table was cleared, Mrs. Ward asked the children, "Do you still have homework to do?"

Paul answered, "I'm still working on my term paper. I think Susan is too."

Their mother answered, "Get those done. I can finish up here in the kitchen.

Preston and Wilhelmina Ward were proud parents. Despite the fact that he did not express these feelings, Preston Ward was very proud of his children. He had encouraged his wife to stay at home to raise the children, in spite of the fact that she also was a college graduate with a teaching certificate. As he moved into the administrative field of education, he became more sure that they had made the right choice. The two children in college were both Dean's List students and the twins were a couple of B's from being straight A students in high school. Wilhelmina had mixed emotions about being a stay-at-home mom. She had such high hopes about the contributions that she could make to education when she graduated from college. She had taken a teaching job when she first graduated from college. Back in the mid-fifties, the administration didn't take kindly to pregnant teachers, so she resigned at mid-year. She did enjoy being at home with her children to help them with their schoolwork. She took great pride in contributing to a class or a paper that earned them a high grade. But, more importantly, she was ecstatic when she helped them learn more about themselves or life.

Paul and Susan went to their respective rooms to continue working on their term papers. Paul was busy typing, what he hoped was the last draft of his paper. Susan was trying to come up with a plausible conclusion for her paper. About ten o'clock, Paul turned off the typewriter and went to the bathroom. As he came out of the bathroom and started back down the hall, his mother called his name. He turned to her and heard her say, "Before you leave for school in the morning, leave me whatever part of your paper that you have finished, so that I can proofread it for you."

Wanting to talk to Susan before she went to bed, he started to her room and said to his mother, "Okay, Mom. I'll leave it on the kitchen table in the morning. Thanks." Talking to his mother had distracted him and he neglected to knock on Susan's door; he just opened it and walked in. As he entered the room, his sister was just starting to pull a T-shirt over her head. Paul got a glimpse of her panty-clad pussy and her pert breasts. Pulling the door closed, Paul said, "I'm sorry, I forgot to knock."

Susan, red-faced, said, "That's all right. I had my panties on and I don't have much else to look at. You probably get to see more than that with Karen all of the time."

Paul answered, "No, I don't get to see them that much. I think that yours are nicer anyway."

That comment made Susan proud. She said, "Well thank you. As tight as you and Karen are, I thought that you and she might actually be getting it on."

"You thought that we were doing it. I am very lucky if I can get my hand into her bra. What about you and Bill? How much are you doing?"

"Ha-ha, he likes to rub my chest, but just when I think that he's going to either unhook or reach under my bra, he backs off. A couple of weeks ago, my hand rubbed up against the front of his pants and you would have thought that I shot him.  Do you really think that mine are nicer than hers?"

"Your what?"

"My breasts, dummy. That's what started this conversation in the first place."

"Oh yeah. Yours are pretty nice. Although I didn't get to see that much. Of course, I don't get to see much of Karen's either."

"Do you want to see them again?"

"Yeah, that would be nice. But I really want to see something that I have never seen before."

"What's that?"

"Uh-um-a, well, between your legs. I have never seen that before on anyone -- at least not since we were about six or seven."

"You've never. That kind of surprises me with some of the girls that you have been out with."

"Have you ever seen a guy, um, down there? I mean since you were real little?"

"No. A couple of guys that I have gone out with wanted to show me. But it seemed to be contingent on them seeing mine. And I wasn't ready for that."

"So, no one has ever seen you there?"

"Since I was about eight or so, no guy, except my doctor."

"Can I be the first to see it?"

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah. But if you don't want to, that's all right. I'll leave.

Susan looked at him questioningly and then said, "No, don't leave." She walked over to the door and locked it. She walked back to the bed and sat down. Susan added, "If this is some kind of joke that your friends have put you up to, I'll kill you."

"No, I never even thought of this until we started talking tonight."

Susan looked at him and said, "Okay." She lifted her rear end off of the bed and slid her panties down. With her panties lying on the floor, Susan told him, "If you get to see me; I get to see you."

Paul felt himself growing in his pants. He stared at his sister's thigh's anticipating that he may get to see his first post pubescent pussy. His gaze moved up her body and, even with her T-shirt on, he noticed that her nipples were growing before his eyes. He said, "I think that talking about this is turning you on as much as it is me."

Susan asked, "Why do you say that?"

He responded, "Look at your chest."

She glanced down and saw how large her nipples had become. She said, "Damn, they are getting big. And it's giving me a kind of tingly feeling. How about you? Are you growing, too?" She started to squeeze one of her breasts through her thin T-shirt.

Paul asked, "Well, are we going to see each other or not?"

Still rubbing her breast, Susan said, "Slide your pajamas down. All I have to do is lift my T-shirt."

Paul walked to about a foot in front of her and slid his pajamas down to his knees and said, "Your turn."

She pulled her T-shirt above her waist, exposing to Paul the live pussy that he had ever seen. Susan gazed at his hard cock admiringly and asked, "Can I touch it?"

Paul started to nod his head, then he said, "Let me sit down first; my legs are kind of rubbery." With his pajamas around his knees, he worked his way to the edge of the bed and sat down next to his sister. He then said, "I want to touch yours, too. Can I?"

Susan merely nodded her head and began to run her index finger across the crown of his hard, throbbing cock. Paul then reached down and cupped her pussy with his hand and she ran that index finger around the ridge under the crown of his cock. Paul eventually probed between her pussy lips and began to stroke his middle finger in and out. When Susan wrapped her hand around his erect member, Paul reached across his body and lifted her T-shirt farther exposing her boobs. He then began to fondle one while sliding his finger in and out of her pussy. With her free hand she pulled her T-shirt over her head and dropped it on the bed next to them. Paul dropped his head to her breast and began to suck on it. Susan was now stroking his erect phallus. He just continued to slide his finger in and out of her pussy until suddenly he felt a churning feeling in his groin and he began to erupt all over his belly and her hand.

Susan began to laugh and reached for the T-shirt lying next to her and started to wipe the cum from Paul's belly. She wiped her hand with the shirt and looked down at it. Seeing that there was still some of the creamy liquid on her fingers, she put one finger in her mouth and sucked it clean. She then repeated that motion until all of her fingers were clean. When she was finished, she said, "Hey that doesn't taste too bad."

Paul pulled his finger from her pussy and placed it in his mouth and sucked it clean. He said, "You don't taste bad either."

Susan stood up and went to the dresser for another T-shirt to put on. As she was pulling it on, she said, "This is where you came in. You had better pull your pants up and get to bed. Mom and Dad will wonder why you're in here for so long." She kissed him and said, "Now get out of here." Paul reluctantly pulled up his pajamas and left the room.

Paul and Susan were up and moving early the next morning preparing for another day of school. Paul was a little embarrassed about the events of the previous evening so he did not pay too much attention to his sister that morning. After a quick breakfast, Paul rushed back to his room to pack his schoolbooks and, on the way out of the house; he left his last draft of his term paper for his mother to proofread. Susan was a little surprised that her brother had left for school before she did. Her mother reminded her to leave her term paper so that one could also be proofread.

Paul came home from school and was greeted by his mother who had his term paper in her hand. She started going over the typos and a couple of errors in grammar that she had discovered. She then pointed out of few places where she felt that he might think about rewriting a paragraph or two to make it clearer. As she was finishing her review with Paul, Susan came home. Mrs. Ward beamed when her daughter came into the room and she said, "Susan, I have a couple of ideas that I want to run by you for a conclusion on your paper."

Paul left the two women alone to discuss Susan's paper. Susan always liked it when her mother was able to come up with a solution to one of her academic problems. She never really gave her the solution; she just presented some options. That narrowed things down for Susan and she was able to resolve the problem by herself. They both knew that her mother had pointed her in the right direction, but had left the final resolution of the problem to Susan. With the new ideas firmly planted in her mind, Susan retired to her bedroom to begin working on her paper. Before starting work on the paper she changed from the clothes that she had worn to school. She put on a pair of shorts and then found a clean T-shirt. As was usually the case when she did not plan on going anywhere that night, she did not wear a bra. After a few minutes of trying to work on her paper, she realized that she was having difficulty keeping her mind on the paper. Her thoughts kept drifting off to the events of the previous evening and the fact that Paul had seemed to be avoiding her today.

She hoped that the brazenness of her behavior the previous evening did not lessen her brother's opinion of her. She did know that he was somewhat shy, so the possibility did exist that he was simply embarrassed to the point that he was reluctant to talk about it. Susan knew that whether they were going to have a repeat of last night or not, it was necessary for them to talk about it. She got up from her desk and started for the door. A little bit of fear began to engulf her and her legs started to feel rubbery. She knew that this conversation had to take place and the longer that she put it off the harder it would become.

Susan knocked on the door of her brother's room and, after she heard him invite her in, she opened the door. She said, "See, that's how you're supposed to gain entry to another person's room. You know -- knock."

"Hey, I said that I was sorry. I didn't do it on purpose."

"I know; but I needed to tease you about it. Especially the way that you have been ignoring me all day."

"How can I ignore you? I've hardly seen you at all today."

"Yeah. But when you have; you've done your best to disappear right away."

"I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to avoid you."

"What's the matter? Are you embarrassed about last night?"

"A little. I never squirted all over in front of anyone like that before. It was almost as embarrassing as the time I did it in my pants when I was out with Bonnie Wilson. It just surprised me and then you chased me out right away. I thought that you might be mad."

"No, I wasn't mad. I was just worried about Mom or Dad coming by and finding you still there. I kind of liked it when you squirted. I've never seen anybody do that before. After you left, I felt kind of funny down there and I started to do what you were doing -- you know, with my own hand.  You actually did it in your pants when you were with Bonnie Wilson?"

"Yeah. We were making out and she was rubbing her body against me while I was playing with her breasts and it just happened. I was so embarrassed that I took her home a few minutes later. She never knew what happened. How did it feel when you fingered yourself?"

"Oh, it felt great. The next time, I'll show you the spot that really makes me feel good."

"The next time? You mean that you want to do it again?"

"Yeah. I want to do it again. Don't you?"

"Sure. I wasn't sure that you would want to. When?"

"I'll come to your room tonight about nine o'clock. Make sure that you have something to clean up the mess.

Susan walked over to him and put her hands on his cheeks and planted a kiss on his lips. She held the kiss for quite some time and Paul began to feel a stirring in his loins. He started to place a hand on her waist, but she stopped him, saying, "Later." She turned toward the door. As she got to the doorway, she faced him and said, "Here's a preview of what you'll see tonight. She lifted her T-shirt, exposing those well-formed, pert breasts to Paul's view. Susan dropped the front of the shirt and returned to her room.

The two siblings went back to work on their term papers and continued until their mother called them for supper. As they were eating supper, Mrs. Ward asked, "Susan, are you any closer to finding a conclusion to your paper?"

The young girl replied, "Yes, I went over your ideas and I think that a combination of two of them will work. Thanks for the help, Mom."

"After I have finished the dishes, would you mind if I came to take a look at where you are at."

"That would be great, Mom. Sometimes, my mind gets cluttered with too many ideas and you help me sort them out to simplify the whole thing."

Mr. Ward interjected, "From my experience, when I was still in the classroom, students try to fill their papers with too many ideas. The best ones that I have read, and graded, are the ones that start out with a choice of ideas and quickly narrow down to one path and proceed from there. Your mother thinks that your paper is developing quite nicely."

Paul asked, "How do you think my paper is coming, Mom."

Mrs. Ward said, "This one is working out very good. With both of you, your papers are like the rest of your lives. Paul, you set your focus at the beginning and proceed from there. Susan opens up all of the options. If a roadblock comes up, you have to back up and re-focus, whereas, Susan just changes directions. If there are no problems, you get there quickly. Susan, on the other hand, takes longer, but she can adapt quicker. Now speaking of your papers, your father and I are leaving Friday afternoon for Chicago. John graduates at eleven o'clock on Saturday. We will be home sometime Sunday afternoon. If you want the final draft proofread in time, you need to have them to me by Friday morning."

Paul asked, "In case I forget before then, Mom, can I use your car Friday night. I have a date."

Mrs. Ward answered, "Surely."


Paul and Susan Go to College



By twelve thirty, Paul and Susan Ward were sitting at the kitchen table eating lunch. They heard a car door slam in the driveway. Paul said, "Maybe I should help them with their bags." He went out the door and greeted his parents. They hadn't packed much for their trip so Paul and his father were able to bring everything in one load.

After insuring that everything had been placed in her bedroom, Mrs. Ward sat at the kitchen table and said, "My vacation is over; let's see those term papers. The sooner that I can go over them, the sooner you two can get your corrections done. You don't need to be staying up until two in the morning finishing up." Paul and Susan scurried off to their rooms to retrieve the papers.

While their mother was reviewing their work, Paul asked his father, "How was the graduation?"

"It was nice. As usual, the speeches were too long. We enjoyed going out to dinner with John. He has a new girl friend, you know."

"No, I didn't know. What's she like?"

"A real nice girl. Nice looking." Then attempting to whisper to Paul, he added, "Big knockers, too."

Susan, somewhat shocked by her father's blunt comment, indignantly said, "Is that all you guys think about -- the size of a woman's chest."

From the kitchen, they heard their mother say, "He couldn't keep his eyes off of them all week-end."

Wanting to change the subject, Paul said, "When is John moving to Indianapolis?"

Mr. Ward answered, "He was going to leave Chicago at about the same time that we did. He changed his mind about coming home for a few days this week. He said that he wanted to get set up in his apartment as soon as possible. He said that he would try to come home for a day or so on Memorial Day weekend. I think that Kathy, that's his girl friend's name, is going with him. They are planning to get married late this summer or early in the fall."

Susan squealed, "A wedding! Great. Where is it going to be?"

Mr. Ward said, "The details are a little sketchy right now, but it probably will be in Naperville. That's where she is from. We met her parents this weekend. I think that this decision has just been made. John said that he would call later in the week with more details."

The three of them sat around the family room taking while Mrs. Ward finished reviewing their papers. She found a minimal number of errors on each one and the teenagers had their corrections completed before supper. Everyone went to bed early that evening. As Susan lay in bed trying to go to sleep, she thought about the events of the weekend. At the beginning of the week, she had been afraid to even talk about sexual acts or parts of the anatomy. By now a penis was a cock and a vagina was a pussy and instead of talking about sexual acts, she was doing them. Then today, her dad was actually talking about John's girlfriend's anatomy. Before today, the only reason that she knew that her parents had any knowledge of sex, was the fact that they were the parents of four children.

During the ensuing week, the two of them had a fairly easy week at school. They turned their term papers in on Monday and were relieved that the final pressure of school before finals was gone. On Wednesday evening, their parents had gone to some friends to play bridge. They were able to spend about an hour and a half together in Susan's bed enjoying each other. The other nights they were unable to get together. They each had uneventful dates on Friday night. When Susan came home, she went to Paul's room to talk with him.

Susan asked, "You're not as sexually frustrated tonight as I am; are you?"

Paul pulled back the covers to expose the hard cock straining at his briefs; Susan noticed that there was a wet spot on his briefs right at the end of his cock. He answered, "Does this show you how frustrating of a night that it was for me."

"You poor baby. Unfortunately, Mom and Dad are still up. I can't do much for you tonight. They're leaving early in the morning for Fairchild to bring Becky back from school. As soon as the car heads down the street, we can be in bed together."

"That sounds like a good idea to me."

"Just make sure that you get up early so that Mom can fix you a good breakfast. You are going to need all of the energy that you can muster tomorrow."

Susan kissed her brother good night and walked out of the room. The twins each got a restless night of sleep.

Mr. and Mrs. Ward were awake at six o'clock on Saturday morning. Mr. Ward loaded two small suitcases in Mrs. Ward's station wagon for the trip to Fairchild. They intended to drive down there this morning and leave for home early on Sunday morning. They were taking the station wagon so that they would have enough room for Becky's belongings. Becky had to be out of the dormitory by five so she would also stay in the motel with them this evening. Paul and Susan awoke and went to the kitchen in time for their mother to fix a good breakfast for them. The four of them ate breakfast and then the parents prepared to leave for Indiana.

True to her word, their parents were barely out of the driveway when Susan was rushing her brother to her bedroom. The door was not yet closed and Susan was out of her clothes. Paul quickly stripped and joined her in the bed. They began kissing each other and Paul felt her soft breasts. Soon he had two fingers sluicing in and out of her fur-covered portal. After spending a considerable time sucking and chewing on her boobs, Paul began to move his head toward her pussy. As Paul began to nibble on her pussy lips and then inserted his tongue, Susan urged Paul's hips toward her head. When she had him in the position that she wanted him she began to suck on his hard cock. Soon, they were both cumming. Paul then moved to begin kissing his sister again. She loved tasting her own juices on his lips. Paul's cock was now hard again and he began to move between her legs and slid his swollen member between those waiting cuntal lips. As he continued to slide his cock in and out of that slippery twat, he became harder than he had been when he entered her. He was able to last an incredibly long time before he began to explode within her. As he was cumming, Susan began to moan and scream.

As his limp cock began to slide from between those tender folds, Paul kissed Susan and said, "If we could only quiet you down, we could do this when Mom and Dad are at home."

Susan sighed and said, "Yeah. But it wouldn't be as enjoyable. We had better enjoy today and tonight though. This will be the last time in a long while that we will be able to use this bed. Becky gets back tomorrow and we leave for school in the fall a week before she does."

"We can use my bedroom when we think that the house is empty. Mom and Dad play bridge once a week and Becky always went out as many nights as she could before. I doubt that that will change this summer. I am sure that we will be alone some days during the summer."

"As long it is more than once a week. I don't think that we are going to get any more of these weekends alone this summer."

The two youths rested for a while and then resumed their sexual activity. They spent most of the day in bed and then ordered supper from one of the delivery restaurants. The sex had been so enjoyable and time consuming that they had neglected to eat lunch. They ate their food and watched a little television and then went back to bed for the rest of the evening. At about nine o'clock, exhaustion set in and they went to sleep. Sunday morning came and Paul woke Susan by nibbling between her thighs. When she was completely awake, they got serious again about having sex. They stayed in bed until it was nearly ten o'clock. They then took a shower together and had sex one more time before they had finished their shower. They dressed and went to the kitchen to grab something to eat while they waited for the return of Becky and their parents.

On the following Monday, they began their final exams at school and then graduated on Friday. Their parents' bridge game had been at their house that week, so the two of them were unable to have sex since Becky returned from school. On graduation night, they went out for dinner with their parents after the ceremony. After they ate, Paul asked to use their mother's car saying that they had a couple of graduation parties that they wanted to attend. Their parents had no objections to them celebrating a little, but cautioned them to avoid parties that served alcohol. Paul assured them that alcohol would not be involved in any way.

As Susan was getting settled in her seat, she asked, "Do you know of some parties that I don't know about?"

"I know about a lot of parties. I just don't intend to go to any of them. I figured that you and I haven't been alone for quite some time and I know a place where we can go that is private."

"Oh, you plan to have sex in the back seat of the car."

"Yeah. If you want to. Otherwise we can just goof around for a while and then go home frustrated again."

"It was becoming so comfortable at home in a bed; but I guess that the back seat is better than going without.

Paul drove to a secluded parking lot at the edge of town. The two of them quickly moved to the back seat and began removing their clothes. The long period of abstinence that they had both endured eliminated any need for a long warm up period. They were out of their clothes fairly quickly and had a fast but satisfying session. Almost as quickly as they undressed, they were dressed again. They drove off and arrived at home before midnight. Their parents were just getting ready for bed when they arrived. Paul and Susan were still wide-awake. It was a combination of euphoria of the sex that they had just had and the exhilaration of having finally graduated from high school. Neither of them was giving any thought to the idea of going to sleep.

Susan and Paul were sitting next to each other on the couch when Susan placed her hand on his crotch and began to rub. Paul squirmed a little and said, "Are you trying to get caught?"

"No. But I know that the quickie in the car wasn't enough for you. I could stand a little more."

"What about Mom and Dad? As loud as you are, they would surely hear us. Then there is the chance that Becky will come home."

"I am not that worried about Becky. She was home last night. I don't think that she would come home two nights in a row. As far as Mom and Dad go -- we could just have oral sex. It's hard to scream with a dick in your mouth. Unless you want to go to bed and jack-off again tonight?"

"That is not what I had planned on doing. Do you want to go to my room or your room?"

"We have got to use your room just in case Becky comes home. Ready?"

Paul contemplated for a moment and then stood up, saying, "Let's go." They walked to Paul's room and once inside, locked the door. They were out of their clothes in a flash and began kissing and fondling each other. It didn't take too long for them to maneuver into a sixty-nine position. When Susan took her brother's cock into her mouth, she could still taste her juices mixed with his cum on that hard shaft. Paul did not mind the taste of his own cum that was still clinging to the walls of her pussy. He attacked that slit, striving to make her cum before he popped his load. He wanted her to cum while his hard cock was still stifling her ability to scream. When he was able to bring her to climax before he shot, she nearly swallowed his whole cock. For the first time she had taken the end of his cock down her throat. When he finally came, she nearly gagged; but was thoroughly enthralled by the excitement of taking his cum directly into her throat. The two of them stayed together until nearly two in the morning. Susan quickly dressed and returned to her own room. She was not surprised that Becky was still not home.

During the remainder of the summer, they did manage to get together for sex at least twice a week. Paul continued to date Karen and by the end of the summer he was regularly allowed to play with her bare tits. She was still resistant when Paul attempted to guide one of her hands to his crotch. Susan and Bill went out once or twice a week and she enjoyed it when he fondled and sucked her boobs. Once, Susan had gotten her hand beneath the waistband of his pants and for a very short time felt his hard pulsing member. Usually Bill tried to resist after she rubbed his crotch through his pants. They each desired more from their relationships. Paul and Susan were each content to move at the pace dictated by Karen and Bill. The fact that they were regularly having sex with each other made this easier.

Paul and Susan had enrolled at Mr. Assisi College in Joliet. Bill and Karen were also going to attend the same school. The four of them lived in the same dormitory. There were six floors of student rooms in the building. Three of them housed women and two housed men. The fourth floor of the building was co-ed. Men and women, although segregated by room, were intermingled on this floor. That was the floor on which Paul and Susan resided. Paul's room was on the opposite side of the hallway from Susan's and about four doors away. Bill was housed two floors above them and Karen was on the floor just below them. They began classes during the last full week of August.

On the Saturday of Labor Day weekend, their brother, John, and Kathy Anderson were being married in Naperville. Friday afternoon, their parents picked them up from school. They had been to Fairchild earlier in the day to pick-up Becky. There were five of them cramped in the car for the twenty-five minute drive to the motel where they would be staying. They would be staying in a motel on Friday and Saturday evenings. Mr. And Mrs. Ward had one room and they had rented two other rooms directly across the hall from them. Susan and Becky would share one room. On Friday evening, Paul and John would share the other room.

Of course, Bill and Karen had been invited to the wedding. They would drive up on Saturday morning and planned to arrive about an hour or so before the wedding. On Saturday evening, Karen would share the room occupied by Susan and Becky and Bill would share the room that Paul was in. Understandably, John did not plan to use that room on Saturday evening. There was something about Kathy having other plans for him that evening. In fact, the only reason that John had stayed in the motel on Friday was the insistence of both sets of parents. It appeared that he and Kathy were not the most traditional couple. Many of the aspects of the wedding ceremony were accepted by them only to appease the two sets of parents. Kathy's parents seemed to be just as old-fashioned and traditional as the Wards were.

Susan and Paul had an opportunity to meet the bride-to-be at the rehearsal dinner on Friday evening. Paul's first glance at Kathy told him that his father had not overstated the size of her breasts. The blond woman was only five foot tall and weighed about one hundred and twenty pounds. That small frame managed to carry a well-formed set of 36DD tits that Paul had difficulty keeping his eyes off. Susan chastised him for his intense interest in them. Paul informed her that it was just like women going window-shopping; they always paid attention to the items that they knew they could not have. Susan was not in agreement with his analogy. She wondered if Bill, when he arrived for the wedding on Saturday, would also show such an intense interest in Kathy's anatomy.

Susan took an immediate liking to Kathy and she was very sure that her brother had made a fine selection when choosing a bride. Susan hoped that her brother and his bride would visit Madrid fairly soon. She felt that she probably would be able to develop a fairly close bond with Kathy if they had an opportunity to spend a little more time together.

In spite of the fact that they knew so few people, Paul and Susan enjoyed the wedding and the reception that followed. There were about fifteen or twenty of their relatives in attendance. The remainder of the guests were either relatives of Kathy or people that John or Kathy knew from school. On Sunday, they returned to school after attending their brother's wedding and quickly got back into the regimen of their class schedule.

On this Friday night, Susan had a date with Bill. They had gone to a concert on campus and then returned to his room. They were sitting on his bed kissing and Bill's hands were fondling her breasts through her clothes. Although he was still somewhat timid about sexual activity, he had progressed far enough that he didn't hesitate to play with her boobs. She was still leaving her bra at home when she went on dates with him, though, because he always gave up trying when he encountered the barrier of a bra. He had worked her blouse out of her pants and was playing with her bare tits. He finally dropped his head to her chest and was sucking on a tit while he played with the other one with his hand. Susan continued to kiss him and grabbed the wrist of his free hand and guided it between her legs. She placed his palm against her crotch and he began to rub lightly. When he started to increase the pressure of his hand on her pussy, she began to feel his crotch. A pleasant smile crossed her face when she realized that his cock was as hard as a rock. He was so intent on sucking her tits and rubbing per pussy that he was unaware that she had opened his zipper and she slid her hand into his shorts. That thick member easily popped through the opening in his boxer shorts and tonight she had gotten her first view of Bill's cock. She was just beginning to stroke it when they heard a key being inserted into the lock on the door. Bill quickly removed his mouth from her tit and reached to zip his pants up. When Bill's roommate entered the room, Susan asked Bill if he wanted to come down to her room. He told her that he thought that he should get to bed because he had an early class in the morning. Bill was the only one of the four that had a Saturday class. Dejectedly, Susan went down the stairs to her own room.

Susan went in to her room and started to undress. She was totally frustrated. She had finally gotten Bill to start playing with her pussy and she had had his cock in her hands and then that fucking roommate had come in and ruined the whole mood. She had now stripped down to her panties and had pulled the covers on her bed back, when the bathroom door opened. There stood her roommate, Andrea, fresh from the shower, still naked with a towel in her hand. Andrea said, "Another frustrating night with the boyfriend, huh?"

Susan said, "Why would you think that?"

"You're getting ready to go to bed in just your panties."

"What does that have to do with it?"

"Whenever you go to bed without a nightgown or a T-shirt on, I can hear you playing with yourself for hours."

"Am I that transparent?"

"No. You're just horny and apparently someone is not taking care of your needs."

Tears started coming to Susan's eyes and she said, "Yes, I am horny, dammit. Tonight was looking so promising. He was playing with my pussy and I had his cock out of his pants and was just starting to play with it ..."

"Sounds good so far. And then what happened."

"His fucking roommate came home."

"Oh shit. What a bummer. So now you have to come home and use your fingers.

Now Susan was crying as she said, "I'm tired of using my fingers all of the time. I want a hard cock."

Andrea moved across the room and took her roommate in her arms and said, "I know, honey. I've been there."

Susan was enjoying the feel of Andrea's large tits against her chest. She could feel her own nipples beginning to harden and could feel that familiar tingle between her legs. Andrea said, "You sure do feel good pressed up against me. I can feel your nipples hardening. Is your pussy as wet as mine."




Paul and Susan Go to College



"Yes, it is. Your nipples are getting hard too. I think that I had better go to bed."

"Don't rush. You know, I prefer a hard cock too, but we could help each other out."

"W-W-What do you mean?"

"I mean that we could satisfy each other. That way neither one of us will have to walk around frustrated all day."

"I-I-I guess. I've never done anything like this before."

Walking Susan to her bed, Andrea said, "Relax, neither have I. My older sister told me that this was the only way that she got through her freshman and sophomore years in college." She sat Susan down on the edge of the bed and resumed kissing her. One hand went to Susan's breasts and the other started probing under the waistband of her panties. Susan reached down and pulled her panties off and tossed them aside. She then started to massage Andrea's copious mammary glands. Feeling the nipples growing in her hand, Susan began to suck on one of her roommate's tits. She then slipped her middle finger between the folds of Andrea's neatly trimmed pussy. Andrea kissed her and started to move down across Susan's chest and across her belly. She then brought her lips to the dark-haired girl's pussy and began to insert her tongue between the folds of the labia. She continued to lick and suck at Susan's pussy, making sure that she paid ample attention to the clitoris. Susan began to moan as her orgasm approached. Andrea had to grab the cheeks of the other girl's ass to keep from being thrown from the bed as Susan thrashed about. Susan began to scream and then relaxed on the bed. Andrea moved her head and started to kiss Susan. Susan rolled the two of them over so that she was on top and began to kiss her way down Andrea's torso.

As she reached the juncture of Andrea's thighs, she stopped to admire the neatly trimmed blond bush shaped like a triangle pointing at the bare pussy lips below. She then tasted pussy for the first time in her life and found it that it did not have an unpleasant taste. She ran her tongue up into Andrea's channel and frequently flicked her clit with the end of her tongue. Although she was not nearly as loud as Susan was, Andrea soon found herself in the throws of an intense orgasm. Her body tensed as she tried to drive her pussy as far into Susan's mouth as possible. Finally, she relaxed and Susan kissed her way up Andrea's body, stopping to feast on those large boobs, before kissing her on the mouth. Looking into Andrea's eyes, Susan said, "I loved that. We'll have to do this more often. You know, I really like the way you have your pussy hair trimmed. Your pussy is so accessible that way."

Andrea kissed Susan again and said, "You know, we could trim yours that way. I wouldn't get so many pussy hairs in my teeth that way. And when you finally get Bill's mouth down there, he'll like it too."

Susan gave her a puzzled look and then said, "Why not? If I don't like it, it will always grow back." Andrea jumped from the bed and rushed to the bathroom. She came back into the room carrying towels, a can of shaving cream and a razor.

Andrea said, "Susan, put this towel under your ass." When Susan had the towel arranged underneath her, Andrea applied a wet towel to Susan's pussy and when the skin was softened, she began to coat the area with shaving cream. Starting at the top, Andrea shaved off most of the hair surrounding the pussy. As she shaved the area surrounding Susan's pussy lips, she said, "Grab your ankles and pull them up to your head." Susan had a very puzzled look on her face, but she complied. Andrea then resumed shaving, baring the skin between the pussy and the ass hole and that between her ass cheeks. Andrea wiped the area with the wet towel and then admired her handiwork. She said, "Sit up and take a look." Susan sat up and stared down at her crotch. She couldn't believe it; what had been a wild bush -- hair covering her entire pussy area and most of the way up to her ass hole -- was now reduced to a small circular area not much bigger than a half-dollar coin. Susan ran her hand down to the lips of her pussy and inserted the tip of her finger.

She said, "Andrea, that really looks good. It does make it more accessible." Susan then thought, "Paul's roommate is going home for the week-end and we'll be able to spend some time alone together. Will he be surprised when he sees this." The two girls got out of bed and put the towels and the shaving materials back in the bathroom. As they were about to go to bed, Susan gave Andrea a hug and a kiss and said, "You know when I came in tonight, I was really feeling down. You were a great help to me and I really appreciate it. If I can do the same for you anytime, let me know. It really feels good that I know that there is someone to come to when frustration sets in."

Andrea replied, "You know, I enjoyed it too. This wasn't just one sided. I will definitely ask you to return the favor. It may be sooner than you think. Why don't you come and sleep in my bed tonight? Maybe we can enjoy each other some more tonight and in the morning."

Susan didn't answer; she simply walked naked to Andrea's bed and lay down. Andrea lay down next to Susan and began kissing her. They pleasured each other again that night and then again the next morning. After they showered together, Susan pulled on a pair of shorts, without panties, and a T-shirt and walked down the hall to Paul's room. Just as she was ready to knock on the door, it opened and Paul's roommate was coming out with a small suitcase in his hand.

The roommate quickly said, "Hi, Susan; bye, Susan. Sorry to rush; but my ride home is waiting for me downstairs. Paul's still in bed."

Susan said, "Thanks, Larry. I'll get his ass up. See ya' later and have a good trip."

She walked over to Paul's bed and pulled the covers back and rubbed his cock through the material of his briefs. As his cock started to stiffen, he opened his eyes and said, "Morning, sis. Be careful. That hasn't had any attention in days."

Susan reached under the waistband of his underwear and said, "I think that I can handle that." She slid his briefs down and swiftly took his erect cock into her mouth. She began sucking on his cock and Paul started to pull her T-shirt up so that he could play with her tits. She took her mouth off of his cock long enough to pull the T-shirt over her head and then resumed sucking on his hard, throbbing phallus. As she was sucking, she started to unfasten her own pants and worked them down her legs. Just as she was kicking her shorts off of her feet, Paul began to fill her mouth with cum. Susan released her twin's limp member from the confines of her warm mouth and sat on the bed with her ankles crossed and her knees spread. She asked her brother as she rubbed her nearly bare pussy, "How do like the new look."

Paul looked at that freshly shaven muff in astonishment and said, "When did you do that? And why?"

"Last night. After Andrea and I got through eating each other's pussies, I mentioned how I liked the way hers was trimmed and she offered to shave mine."

"After you got through doing what?"

"You heard me. After we got through eating each other's pussy."

"Sis, you're not turning lesbian on me are you."

"No. But it was fun. I was frustrated when Bill's roommate came in right after I got his cock in my hand and when I got back to the room. ... Well, Andrea sensed my frustration and offered to help me relieve some of it. She ate my pussy and it felt better. Then, I ate her. It tasted good. Now I know why you like it so much. In fact, I liked it so much that we did it twice last night and again this morning. I'll do it again soon. But the reason that I woke you up this morning is that I still like a hard cock better. Do you think that you can do something about that?"

Paul pulled her to her back and began to devour her tits. They remained in Paul's bed for most of the day. They left the dormitory for a while to get something to eat and then returned to Paul's room. They spent the night in his bed and stayed there until early Sunday afternoon. When they got out of bed, they showered together and then got dressed. They left the room to get some lunch and when they returned to Paul's room, Larry, his roommate, had just returned. Susan sat in the room and talked to the two guys for about forty-five minutes and then returned to her own room.

During the remainder of the semester, Paul and Susan managed to find at least one night and usually a couple during the week to get together. On weekends it was usually hit and miss. Usually, there were a couple of weekends per month that either Paul or Susan had their room to themselves for the weekend. When that happened, they took full advantage of the situation. Their frequent sexual encounters made the frustration that they endured on their dates easier to tolerate. As the semester progressed, there was not much progress in moving closer to actually having sex with their dates.

-- to be continued



Paul and Susan Have Becky



Their first semester of college had ended and the twins were home for the holidays. It was now the Thursday after Christmas and the twins had been enjoying the break, although they had not had any opportunity to have sex since they had been home. John and Sandy had been home for Christmas. They had left Wednesday morning to return to Indianapolis. Becky had been home for more than a week. Paul had been relegated to sleeping on the couch for almost a week while John and Sandy occupied his bedroom. He had been happy last night when he got to sleep in his own bed again. 

Susan was sitting on the edge of Paul's bed talking to him. She said, "Paul, we have got to find a way to be alone this week. We have to get Becky out of the house for a while."

"Yeah. Last summer, she was seldom at home more than two or three nights a week. She hasn't gone out all week."

"I don't know. Maybe it's the cold weather that is keeping her from going out. Something has got to give. To be honest, I am horny as hell."

"Don't feel lonesome, sis. Remember, I had a date last night with Karen. That just added to my frustration."

"I would suggest that you dump her if she leaves you so frustrated. If I did that, though, I would have to suggest the same thing to myself."

"Yeah. For two people who love sex as much as we do, to stay with people who don't seem to have that much interest in it; we must love them."

"That is probably true, Paul. It just doesn't make it any easier to take."

"I know. We'll find a time and a place to get together. Hopefully today or tonight."

"I had better get out of here. That urge is too strong to just jump your bones. I know that if we try it with Becky in the house, we will get caught."

Paul just nodded his head and Susan walked out of his room. She went to the kitchen to fix herself something to eat.

Since Mr. Ward was usually busy all summer interviewing prospective new teachers and planning for the new school year, he and his wife seldom took a vacation during the summer months. As was their custom, they were taking a short trip over the holidays. They had left this morning for the airport. They were spending five days in New Orleans this winter.

Susan and Becky were in the room that they normally shared when they were both at home. Becky was now in her junior year at St. Elizabeth and this trip home was the first time that the two of them had been together since the twins started college, except for the weekend of John's wedding. Susan had been sitting in her room since she had left Paul's room and gotten something to eat. She was wearing her favorite 'sit-in-her room' attire -- a T-shirt and nothing else. Becky had just come from the shower and was wearing only a robe. While looking in her dresser drawers for clean clothes to wear, she asked, "How is everything going at school?"

"Pretty good. How about you?"

"Schools going pretty good. My sex life sucks though."

"The club gets bigger every day."

"You? You've been going with the same guy for over a year. Can't he keep you satisfied? What's his name ... Bill?"

"Yeah, it's Bill. It not a matter of can't. I think that if I walked in to the room naked and sat on his lap that he'd run away."

"God. I hope that you have a friendly roommate in that dorm."

"What do you mean?"

"Damn, Susan. You're not that naïve, are you? You know a roommate that helps ease your sexual frustration. I did, my first two years. But this year, I got a super-religious fanatic that is so shy she changes clothes in the bathroom and wears ankle length nightgowns to bed. That's why I asked for a new roommate for next semester. But what about you; is your roommate helping you to take the edge off."

"Well, yeah. We have taken care of each other a few times. But neither one of us is gay."

"Hell, I'm not either. But if you can't get your pussy filled with a cock, it helps to have a friendly tongue around to take care of it."

"Without a 'friendly roommate' as you call it, what are you doing to keep satisfied this year."

"A couple of guys that I went out with this year were interesting enough that I managed to get screwed once in a while. Then my roommate from last year has an apartment with a couple of other girls; I've managed to visit her a few times during the semester. But for the last month or so -- well, it's been just my trusty fingers, my vibrator and my pussy."

When Becky tossed her robe on the bed, Susan looked admiringly at her sister's naked body. Becky was about two inches shorter than Susan and weighed about five pounds more. She sported a nice set of 36C tits. Becky was taking clean underwear out of her drawer when Susan asked, "Are you trying to tell me that you want some help that way?"

Becky responded, "No. That's not what I am trying to say. But I wouldn't pass up the opportunity." She rubbed her pussy and added, "If you're interested, get that T-shirt off." The words were barely out of her mouth and the T-shirt was on the floor and Susan was in Becky's arms. The two of them kissed ardently and Susan reached for one of her sister's breasts. As Susan fondled Becky's tit, Becky reached between them and rubbed her sister's pussy. Becky said, "Hey, I like this. How long have you had it trimmed like this?"

The two continued to play with each others' boobs and finger the others' pussy as Susan said, "Since earlier in the school year. Andrea, my roommate, did it for me. I've kept it trimmed since then." The two of them sat on the edge of Becky's bed and continued playing with each other until Susan pushed her sister to her back and placed her head between her sister's legs and started to lap at her pussy. Having been so long without any sex, it did not take Becky long to cum. She then rolled Susan to her back and started to eat her. She kept running her tongue in and out of Susan's twat until the familiar moans and then screams came as Susan had her orgasm. The two of them kissed and held each other close for some time.

When her breathing returned to normal, Becky asked, "If that guy you're going with isn't plugging this hole, he's gotta be nuts. Paul has been going with that Karen girl about as long as you've been going with Bill. He must be getting some from her."

"Not from what he tells me," said Susan. "My understanding is that he gets his hand in there once in a while, but that's it. I guess that when he tries to get her hand on his cock, even through his pants, she freaks out. No, from what he tells me, he's using his hand quite a bit."

"Poor guy. He's too good a looking guy to be walking around with 'blue balls' all of the time. If that girl doesn't start putting out pretty quick, he had better find another girl."

"I don't know. He thinks that he loves her and because of that he is willing to wait. He's a lot like me; my love for Bill makes me willing to wait for him. I think that Paul is in the same boat."

"I guess that I have never been in love. I go out with a guy and see if I want to fuck him. If I don't think that I want to fuck him, I don't go out with him again. The problem is the few that I do want to fuck; afterward I don't want to go out with them again. I guess that I'm just too picky. As a result, I only get laid about three times a month out of about fifteen or twenty guys that I go out with.

"Fifteen or twenty guys a month that you go out with. Shit, when do you study?"

"That's only about every other day. A lot of them are 'balance my budget dates -- you know, let them take me to a movie or out for a meal. That way my allowance lasts longer"

"Do you protect yourself when you go to bed with these guys?"

"Well, I'm on the pill to keep from getting pregnant. And I don't know what these guys have been doing sexually, so none of them gets his pecker wet without a condom."

"That's smart. You know, earlier you were talking about all you have had in the last couple of months are your fingers and your vibrator. What's it like to use a vibrator? I've never used one."

"Well, we can solve that. Let me get mine."

Becky walked over to the dresser and reached in her purse and pulled out a long plastic item. She walked back to her bed and said, "Lesson time. This may be the most important thing that you learn in the next six months." Becky reached down and parted the lips of Susan's pussy and inserted the tip between them. After moving it around inside of Susan for a few seconds, she flicked a switch and the device started humming. An exhilarated look crossed Susan's face and she began a low murmur. Becky moved the vibrator and it contacted the younger sister's clit. The volume and intensity of the moans increased and soon Susan was screaming. Susan was at the height of her orgasm when the door to their room suddenly opened. The two girls naked on the bed looked up to see Paul standing in the doorway, clad only in his briefs. Both girls immediately noticed that the view was causing his cock to harden.

Paul said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to barge in on you like this. But I heard the screams and thought that something was wrong. I thought that I had heard them earlier. I was asleep and it woke me up. When I didn't hear anything else, I thought that I was dreaming. Everything seems to be okay in here, so I guess that I'll go back to my room."

Becky moved the vibrator deeper into her sister's pussy and said, "No, Paul, you don't have to leave. You've seen this much. Stay for the rest. How do you like the way your sister's pussy hair is trimmed?"

Walking toward the bed, Paul said, "I like it. Especially the way that little ball of hair stands out all alone above her pussy."

Becky quickly asked, "How did you know that, Paul? I've had her pussy covered with my hand the whole time that you have been in here."

Susan had now turned beet-red and Paul was stammering for an answer, as he said, "Well, I guess that I did see it earlier . . . when she was coming out of the shower."

Becky laughed and said, "Or when you were fucking."

Susan finally spoke, "Why would you think something like that?"

Becky quickly retorted, "I don't think so, I know so. You two were too nonchalant when he walked in here and found us naked and playing with each other. Oh, don't worry. I won't spoil you secret and tell anyone else. John and I started fucking each other when I was just out of high school and kept it up when we had the opportunity until last summer. Now that he's married, I don't think we will get the chance again." Looking at Susan, she said, "Now you're going to share." She got up from the bed and walked toward the dresser and added, "How long has it been since you two got together."

Holding the vibrator in place, Susan said, "Just before Christmas, why?"

Becky answered, "That means that I get to go first. Paul, get your shorts off and get on your back on the bed." As she walked over to the bed, she said, "Susan, why don't you sit on his face. You haven't had your pussy eaten in almost half an hour." She grasped Paul's hard cock and slid a condom over it and straddled her younger brother. She raised herself in the air and slid her pussy down over his cock, taking it all in one stroke. Paul was already busy with his tongue probing the pussy above his face. Paul kept his steady attack on that nearly bare pussy, not forgetting his sister's pulsing clitoris. Meanwhile, Becky was sliding up and down on Paul's throbbing cock. Susan was beginning to moan and everyone knew that the noise would be nearly deafening very soon. What Paul and Susan didn't know, however, was the intensity of Becky's orgasms. As Becky neared her orgasm she moved just a little to change the angle of Paul's rod entering her cunt. The pace of her strokes had now picked up and her clit was being stimulated on each stroke. As Susan started to scream, Becky started matching her decibel for decibel. The two girls were just about to collapse in each other's arms when Paul began to cum profusely. The three of them relaxed together until Becky said, "Susan, have you ever eaten a freshly fucked pussy."

Maneuvering on to all fours, Susan said, "No, but I think that I am about to." Turning to Paul, she asked, "Is that thing almost hard yet?"

Paul responded, "Almost. But I am sure that watching you eat her pussy will finish the job." Susan then began to munch on her older sister's pussy. Paul watched his two sisters for a short while until his shaft had reached full erection. Sliding behind the younger of his two sisters, He slid his slick cock into her gaping hole. Susan kept lapping at Becky's slit and Paul drove his member in and out of that inviting twat. Susan was relishing the just fucked taste of her sister's pussy as she continued to eat it. Her tongue darted in and out of Becky's pussy, regularly pausing to lick and chew on the clitoris. As Paul continued to pump his cock in and out of that pussy, he reached around Susan to fondle and squeeze her boobs. As they neared orgasm, both girls started to moan, but Susan was the only one who screamed this time. Paul finally unloaded into his sister and the three of them fell into a heap on the bed.

The three of them laid there together getting their breath and regaining their composure. After several minutes, Becky sat up and started to get out of bed announcing that she had to go pee. As she stood up she spotted a used condom on the floor. She bent to pick it up and looked at her brother. Holding the condom up, she asked, Paul, "Didn't you wear anything when you fucked Susan?"

Paul said, "No, only when I was with you."

Susan quickly said, "We agreed when we started that it wasn't necessary until one of us fucked someone without using a condom."

Becky looked at Paul and asked, "Do you mean to tell me that you have never fucked anyone except Susan without a condom?"

Paul answered, "Since you two are the only ones that I have ever fucked, I guess so."

Becky then looked at Susan and said, "Have you always used a condom whenever you fucked someone else."

Susan looked at her like she was being a meddlesome mother and said, "Duh. He's the only guy that I have ever fucked."

Becky looked at them and said, "I'm sorry if I'm coming across like a worry-wart, but I care about you two. It's just a little incredulous to believe that two people who seem to like sex as much as you two and not getting any from their boy friend or girl friend would not be getting sex somewhere else." She then walked out the door to the bathroom.

When he heard the bathroom door close, Paul said, "Earlier today, we were worried about how we were going to get some time alone while Mom and Dad are gone. Now, I guess that is not a problem."

Susan frowned and said, "Paul. Am I wrong to think this way? I don't want to share."

"When you started out earlier this afternoon, I was the one who was going to have to share. That didn't seem to bother you. She's our sister. It's only going to be for a few more days. Then it will be just us again."

"Yeah. You're right." She kissed him and gave him a hug.

Becky came back into the room and said, "Paul, we need to get dressed to go pick up something for supper."

Susan said, "Why don't we just order and have it delivered. Or don't they do that in Fairchild."

Becky gave her a dirty look and said, "Yes. They do that in Fairchild. ... It's just that ... well, I only have two condoms left in my purse and I hope I need more than that."

Susan laughed and said, "Don't worry. I have a fresh box in my dresser drawer. I bought them in case Paul got lucky and we had to start using them."

Paul was laughing by now, also. He said, "And I have another box in my dresser. I thought that Susan would get tired of waiting for Bill and would go find another guy to have sex with. Then I would need them."

Becky said, "Shit and I was worried about you two being careful. Hell, you have all of the bases covered. Whoever knows the number, order the pizza? I'm buying. Maybe we won't get dressed until New Year's Eve."

The three of them came close to accomplishing Becky's prophesy. Except for putting on a robe to answer the door when food was delivered, they had stayed naked virtually the entire time until Saturday evening when Paul and Susan had dates. Becky did get dressed one day because she wanted to go to the store to get some beer. When she was gone she stopped at the grocery store to stock up on food. That cut down the amount of times that they had to order food to be delivered. They did manage to put a significant hole in the condom supply that Susan and Paul had. To Becky's way of thinking, they didn't use enough of them. When their parents came home from New Orleans, Becky didn't even start getting dressed until they were already in the house.

On New Year's Eve, they had slept most of the day and began to party at about eight o'clock. It had been Becky's plan that they would all three be about half drunk and be engaged in a three-way fuck at the stroke of midnight. Susan had never been one to drink very much and the amount of alcohol that she consumed that night had her drunk by midnight. It was just as well because after they finished their 'two-year-fuck,' as Becky called it, Susan passed out. Paul, although not as drunk as Susan, had consumed more than he should have. The alcohol had a definite negative effect on him. He was having an extremely difficult time attaining an erection. By fifteen minutes after midnight, Susan was passed out on the floor in front of the television and Becky was busy trying to raise the dead, namely Paul's cock, with her mouth. She spent more than twenty minutes sucking that limp dick and the best that she could do was get him about half hard. She straddled his legs and tried to force that half-hard cock into her well-used, wet snatch. She got him all of the way in but after riding him for half of an hour, neither of them was any way near ready to cum. She finally gave up and they both fell asleep.

It was now the first Thursday of the New Year and Paul was looking forward to Saturday when he would return to school. The amount of sex that he had experienced in the last week had exhausted him and he could use some rest. Today was not the day that he was going to get that much needed rest.

Paul and Becky were out of bed and dressed at seven o'clock. Mr. Ward had just left for work. It was the second day back after the holiday break at his high school. Mrs. Ward was fixing breakfast for her children. Becky was returning to Fairchild today and Paul was going to drive her. When they finished eating, they started loading Becky's bags into their mother's car. Becky made one last trip back to her room to make sure that she hadn't left anything behind. Paul followed her to her room. Becky checked her dresser drawers, the closet and under the bed. She was satisfied that she had not left anything behind. As she turned to leave, she noticed that Susan was awake. She walked over to her sister's bed and gave her a kiss. She said, "I'll see you later, Susan. I am looking forward to spring break. This last week has been really enjoyable." She turned to leave and said to Paul, "We had better get going. It's a long drive."

Paul said, "I'll be right there." Then, he went to Susan and gave her a kiss. He reached under the covers and felt her pussy and said, "Keep this warm for me until I get back." Susan smiled at him and nodded her head. Paul left the room and followed Becky to the car.

In about fifteen minutes, Paul had reached the toll way and was driving east. The two of them engaged in innocuous conversations during their uneventful trip to Indiana. A few miles west of Fairchild they stopped for lunch. After a quick meal, they completed the trip to Becky's new dormitory. Paul felt lucky to find a parking space right near the front door of the building. As they were walking toward the front door, Becky said, "Today is the first day that we can get into the dorm. This week-end, cars will be lined up around the block trying to unload." They walked into the dorm and approached the main desk. Becky informed them that she was checking into a new room. After checking her file, they gave her a key to her room and the name of the roommate who was assigned to her room. Becky knew from experience that the only people who checked into the dorms on the Thursday before classes begin were new students and those who were changing dorm rooms. Since she knew that her roommate had been in that room the first semester, she didn't expect to meet her until the weekend.




Paul and Susan Have Becky



Paul helped Becky carry all of her bags and other items up to the dorm room. When the last of her belongings had been placed in the room, Paul took a seat on Becky's bed. She told her brother, "I'm sorry that there was so much stuff to carry. If I wasn't changing dorm rooms, I would have only had a few suitcases of clothes." Becky began putting things in the closet and then began work arranging her dresser drawers. She was unpacking the box containing pens, pencils, notebooks and the like. She reached in and grabbed a small box. Pulling it out, she said, "Ah ha, a fresh supply to start the new semester." She waved a new box of condoms in the air and asked, "Like to help me break in the new supply, little brother."

Paul stood up and began to unbutton his shirt, saying, "It'll be my last chance until March. I had better not pass up the opportunity." As Paul bent to start untying his shoes, Becky started stripping off her clothes. When they were both naked, they fell on top of the bed and locked in an embrace. They began kissing and one of Paul's hands went to one of her size 36C breasts and the other started to massage her pussy. Paul began manipulating one and then two fingers into her pussy. He dropped his mouth to one of her tits and began to suck. She reached down and began fondling his balls and gently stroking his cock.

She gently rolled Paul to his back and said, "There is one thing that I didn't get to try enough at home. She dropped her mouth to his groin and took his hard, thick cock into her mouth. She started out by gently sucking on it while one hand cupped and massaged his balls. The intensity of her sucking action increased and Paul started to arch his hips to drive his cock deeper into her mouth. Suddenly, he began to cum in her mouth. Becky swallowed quickly as he shot his load, managing to keep it all in her mouth and her belly. When she was satisfied that she had sucked him dry, she lifted her head and said, "I had only intended to suck it for a little bit and then put it in my pussy. But, I guess that I got carried away. Now, I'll probably have to suck it some more to get it hard again." Paul's cock was starting to rise on its own, but Becky started sucking again. When she was satisfied that he was now hard enough, she took her mouth off his cock and rolled a condom over it. Rolling to her back, she said, "Now put that thing where it can do some good. It may have to last me almost three months." 

Paul slipped his hard cock into his sister's pussy and started to give her long slow strokes. Becky's ass began lifting off of the bed and Paul's strokes began to speed up. She started to moan and buck convulsively. As he continued to pound his cock into her as hard as he could, she began to scream. The blowjob that she had given him had increased his stamina; however, it had heightened her arousal level. She was ready to cum way before Paul was. Her screams increased in volume and then began to subside. About the time that they were reduced to a whimper, Paul began cumming again. The two of them collapsed in each other's arms and held each other for some time.

Paul kissed her and then said, "As much as I have enjoyed this, I had better get home. I have to pack tomorrow. We are leaving Saturday for school."

Becky said, "I understand. It's been fun; I guess that March isn't that far away." Paul put his clothes back on and started for the door. Becky ran to him and gave him a kiss before he went out the door. Before Paul could reach the car, Becky was asleep in her bed.

Paul was soon back on the road heading for Illinois. Without anyone to talk to, the trip seemed like it was taking twice as long. In actuality, the trip home did not take any longer than the trip to Fairchild had taken. As Paul pulled into the driveway of their home, he spotted his father's car in the driveway. He got out of the car thinking, "Things will be mighty interesting here this evening." He walked into the house.

-- to be continued...



Paul and Susan Move to an Apartment



Susan was sitting at the kitchen table with their father. Mrs. Ward was busy preparing supper and paying very close attention to the conversation that was taking place. Paul heard his sister saying, "Dad, the rent, utilities and food costs for the apartment for twelve months come to less than you are paying for the two of us to stay in the dorm. We could keep that extra money -- or you could hold it -- for unexpected emergencies. The apartment complex that I have checked out has several vacancies for next fall. The manager told me that if we can commit to an apartment by the end of March that he is sure that we could have it at the beginning of August. He will only need the security deposit at lease signing and then he will need the first and last month's rent before we move in."

Mr. Ward said, "How many people do you intend to put in this apartment?"

Susan was quick to reply, "It would only be Paul and I. The ones that I have the prices for are only two bedroom apartments."

Mrs. Ward proffered, "Do you want an apartment so that you can do more partying?"

Paul quickly said, "No! The dorm is a non-stop party place. If parties were what we wanted, we would just stay there. We would have more privacy in our own apartment than we have right now in the dormitory."

Mr. Ward asked, "What about transportation? I suppose that you think that you will need a car to get to and from class?"

Susan answered, "A car would be nice. But that is another conversation. If we had one, we probably wouldn't drive it to or from school anyway. The parking lots are farther from our classes than the apartment complex is. It is less than a three-block walk to the farthest classroom building. The dorm that we are in is almost as far away as the apartment."

Mr. Ward looked at Paul and asked, "Is this what you want or are you just going along with what your sister wants?"

Paul replied, "I came up with the idea a couple of months ago and discussed it with Susan. We decided that she should put together the facts and present them to you -- with my full support."

Mrs. Ward looked at them and said, "Did you decide to have Susan come to us with this because you didn't have the courage to do it yourself?"

Paul scoffed, "Mom, you know better than that. You were the one who told us when we were back in high school that I tend to have tunnel vision when researching something. Whereas, Susan tends to be more broadminded and her research tends to encompass more options, thus we can choose from all of the possibilities."

Their mother simply nodded and went back to preparing supper. Mr. Ward said, "You haven't mentioned furniture. What will you do about that?"

Susan said, "That is the one area that we haven't completely covered yet. All of the appliances, including a microwave, are included. There is a laundry room in the complex. The manager said that there are a couple of beds and some chairs in their storage room that we can have. We figured that if you agreed to let us move into the apartment that you would let us use half of the garage this summer to store stuff that we could pick up at garage sales. We have some friends who have access to pick-up trucks to help us haul it down there. Although all of the details have not been ironed out, we have a plan that is still being developed."

Mrs. Ward said, "Your older brother and sister stayed in the dorm all of the time. They never considered an apartment. Why should you two be any different?"

Susan quickly replied, "Economics, Mom. One, there have to be at least two people in the apartment to make it economically feasible. Two, location. John was at Holy Trinity. That was in a high rent area of Chicago. Becky is at St. Elizabeth. Fairchild is a college town. The rent for apartments in the university area is astronomical. Joliet is a factory town. Rent for apartments there is fairly reasonable -- if there is such a thing as reasonable real estate."

Mr. Ward mused for a few seconds and then said, "You're right, reasonable real estate is an oxymoron. You seem to have some pretty sound arguments. However, I am not prepared to make a decision at this time. I think that your mother and I need to discuss this among ourselves. You said that you had to give the manager an answer by March. Well, that gives your mother and I time to discuss it thoroughly. Then, if we think that the idea has some merit, we can drive down there and look at the apartment some weekend. This is not a decision that can or should be made too hastily."

Susan stood up and walked over to her father's chair and kissed him on the cheek and said, "Thanks, Dad. We appreciate you listening to our plan and I feel confident that you and Mom will come to a fair decision."

He laughed and said, "If my decision is 'no,' will you still think that I came to a fair decision."

Susan hesitated and then laughed and said, "Probably not. But you two are still our parents and you are paying the bills. So, I guess that we will have to live with your decision -- whatever it is."

Mrs. Ward said, "Good answer. Now all of you sit down so that we can eat. And let's find something else to talk about during supper. I think that we have talked this one to death." She then started placing the food on the table and the four of them began to eat their meal. As they were finishing the meal, Mrs. Ward said, "Can you two finish the dishes and clean up the kitchen when you are through eating? Your father and I have to leave a little before seven. We are going to the Lowry's to play bridge tonight. I also need for you to gather up all of your dirty laundry so that I can get it washed in the morning so that you have clean clothes when you get back to school."

Paul looked up from his plate and said, "Sure, Mom, we can do the dishes tonight. What time are you going to start the laundry in the morning?" "Probably at about eight or eight-thirty." "Okay. I'll have mine in the laundry room by then."

Clearing her plate from the table, Susan said, "I'll have mine there tonight. The stuff that I am wearing, I will bring to you in the morning."

Paul and Susan went to work doing the dishes and straightening up the kitchen. Their parents left for their bridge game shortly after they finished eating supper. When the dishes were finished, Susan went to her room and Paul followed. Closing the door behind him, Paul went over to Susan and put his arms around her. He asked, "Did you keep it warm for me like I asked this morning?" "Paul, why do I get the idea that you have already sampled one today? One that seems to always be ready." "Christ. Why do you always seem to be harping about Becky? You sure don't mind the way she is, when the two of you are having sex. I know that she has problems and seems to be preoccupied with sex, but she is my sister and I have deep feelings for her. When I'm with her it is more like . . . well, sympathy and a way to take the edge off of my horniness. With you I have true feelings, a love for you. I guess that the most primitive way of putting it is that I fuck her; I make love with you. Please don't think about it anymore. She is back at St. Elizabeth now. We won't have to see that much of her in the future. Let's just put all of that behind us." He kissed her.

Susan kissed him back and said, "Well, get your clothes off." The two of them stripped and got on her bed. Tonight, they took their time and had a long leisurely bout of sex. As they were getting dressed in anticipation of their parent's return, Susan said, "Now that is the way it is supposed to be done. Not that hectic, see how many times you can do it, pace that we tried to keep when Becky was here."

Paul said, "Yeah. It was nice to just enjoy it and not treat it as a contest. You know, we probably should start getting our laundry together so that Mom will think that we are somewhat responsible. Everything that we do until Dad makes a decision will probably weigh on their decision about our apartment."

Susan nodded her head and began to pick up the loose clothes on the floor of her room. As Paul moved to the door, she asked, "You can usually read Dad pretty well. What do you think our chances are?" "Right now, I would say that they are pretty good. You know how unemotional he can be. He seldom hesitates to tell us no. He wants to talk to Mom about it; that usually means that he can't find fault with it and wants to know if she thought of anything that he didn't. Tonight, though, Mom had a lot more input than she usually does. I don't think that she will come up with anything to change his mind. I expect that he will keep us in suspense as long as possible." "So we just wait; don't we?"

Paul just nodded and returned to his own room to get his own laundry together. The two of them made several trips to the laundry room and finally ran out of laundry baskets. Then they started piling their dirty clothes on the floor of the laundry room. At about ten o'clock, their parents came home. Mr. Ward went to bed immediately, but Mrs. Ward walked to the kitchen and looked around. She spotted the children coming from the laundry room and said, "Thank you for cleaning up in the kitchen tonight." She walked to the laundry room and shrieked, "My Lord, how in the world many clothes do you have in there."

Susan immediately said, "But we've been home for almost three weeks and this is the first laundry that we've brought out here."

Trying to placate his mother, Paul added, "We should have been getting it done earlier. We will help you with it in the morning. In fact, I will start a load tonight before we go to bed. None of it has been sorted yet, but I am sure that I can find a full load of jeans to put in right now."

Mrs. Ward said, "That sounds like a good idea. Sorting and folding are the toughest part of doing laundry, so you two are getting up before eight in the morning to help me sort. And then I expect you to help me fold the clothes." She then went down the hall to her bedroom.

Susan started to laugh hysterically and Paul looked at her with a puzzled look. Susan said, "How much would she have freaked if we hadn't gone all of those days without any clothes." Paul started to laugh and went to the laundry room to start the first load.

On Friday morning the twins were out of bed before seven o'clock and, after a quick breakfast, immediately went to work sorting their laundry and helping their mother get everything washed and dried. Most of Friday had been spent doing laundry, so they had to finish packing Saturday morning. Their dorms were going to re-open at noon on Saturday, so they had planned to leave Madrid early on Saturday afternoon. Mr. Ward drove them back to school and they had finished unloading the car by four-thirty. As they were walking toward the elevator with their last load of suitcases, Susan said, "You know, Paul, I talked to Andrea on the phone yesterday and she told me that she is not coming back until Sunday afternoon or evening. When you finish unpacking, why don't you come over to my room?"

Paul just smiled and the two of them continued toward their respective rooms. A short time later, Susan heard a knock on her door. Paul came in and they spent the rest of the evening in bed together. On Monday, they started attending classes for the second semester of their freshman year.

The first half of the semester had been uneventful, but they still had not gotten an answer from their parents on renting the apartment for the following year. Paul was considering taking a part-time job for a computer software company after spring break. He had talked to the owner of the company, John Slavik, the previous week. John owned a fairly new computer software operation and he was in need of a part-time programmer for some new projects that he was about to begin. John was about five years older than Paul and had been using students as programmers because they were a little cheaper and he didn't feel guilty when he had to cut back on their hours. He was a caring enough of an individual that it would have bothered him to cut back the hours of a person trying to support a family.

Things had not changed much as far as the love lives of the twins were concerned. Susan and Bill continued to date a couple of times a week and Susan remained frustrated over the lack of progress on Bill's part. One night she had tried to prod him on a little. When he arrived to pick her up from her room, she had answered the door without a shirt on. This did not get the result that Susan had hoped for; Bill had become embarrassed and was reluctant to enter her room. Susan was beginning to lose her patience in this matter. The fact that she tolerated his hesitance was the one thing that convinced Susan that she really did love him.

Likewise, Karen was not responding that well to Paul's advances. On a couple of occasions, she had become quite upset at Paul when he had become insistent on sliding his hand under her panties. He still had not managed to convince her that it was all right for her to handle his naked cock.

As frustrating as this was for the two of them, Paul and Susan managed to cope with the situation. They still had sex with each other on a regular basis and Susan still had Andrea to come home to at night.

March had arrived and it was Thursday evening. Spring break would begin at the conclusion of classes the following day. On Friday Paul had one class in the morning. Unfortunately he had a mid-term exam in that class. Normally, he had two classes on Friday, but he had had a mid-term in the other class on Wednesday and the professor had canceled the Friday class so that they could get an early start on their spring break. The other bad thing about his class tomorrow was that it was an eight o'clock. Paul knew that his sister had two classes scheduled the next day. She was in his eight o'clock English class and she also had an eleven o'clock history class. When making her schedule Susan had only been able to schedule general education courses for her first two semesters. On the other hand Paul had been able to schedule a computer-programming course each of his first two semesters. Susan had intended to major in Business Management, but the only course related to her field was the Economics course that was a requirement for her major and a general education requirement. When they started their sophomore years, Paul would have a couple of courses in his major of Computer Science under his belt.

Paul was sitting at his desk reviewing his notes from English class when he heard a knock at the door. He opened the door and saw that it was Susan. She rushed past him and he closed the door. As soon as the door was closed, Susan jumped into his arms and kissed him. When she released him, she saw the perplexed look on his face. She quickly said, "Daddy just called about coming to pick us up this week-end. He's coming down tomorrow night. He should be here by six o'clock." "Well, we're running out of time on saving that apartment. Did he say anything about that?" "That's why I'm so happy. He didn't give a definite answer. But he has a motel reservation for Friday night. We're not going home until Saturday. He wants me to get an appointment with the apartment complex manager for either Friday night after six-thirty or sometime on Saturday morning. He said that after he has seen the complex and talked to the manager; he will make his decision on the spot." "Wow. For Dad, that is quite impulsive. He never makes a decision on the spot. Even when his mind is made up in advance he doesn't make a decision on the spot. He hypothesizes forever and ever or he rants and raves. I think his mind is made up and he just wants one last chance to find some reason to change his mind at the last minute." "We just have to hope that he doesn't find any reason to change his mind. The fact that there is a very small concentration of students in the complex should help us. Tomorrow after our eight o'clock, I will go over there and try to make an appointment for Friday or Saturday." "This being the last week before spring break, it might be better to make the appointment for Saturday morning. If the few students who do live there decide to party Friday night, they will be sleeping late on Saturday. It will probably be quieter then than it will be on Friday." "Good idea. Besides Dad said he would probably take us out to dinner on Friday night. That beats the shit out of dorm food. "One more small problem. We will probably need the apartment starting in June not August. I have to call on Monday, but I think that I will start working for the computer programming shop that I told you about. If I get the job, I will work for about four or five weeks part-time from late March until the end of April and then in June, they have a project starting that will last for over two months. That will be full time and will pay big bucks." "You mean that you won't be home for the summer?" "Not, if I get this job. Hey, you type pretty well. This guy has three or four jobs for people to type the final drafts of these programs and some of his promotional stuff. Would you be interested? He is going to need some people part-time this spring and will need some more to work full-time this summer. Think about it this week-end and when I talk to him on Monday, I will bring your name up for the typing job." "Well, I am not sure that I want to go to work while I am still in school, but I will think about it." "You think about it. How are you set for that mid-term tomorrow in English?" "I am as ready as I ever will be. You know what I am really interested in for tonight?"

Paul pulled her into his arms and kissed her and said, "I think that we both are interested in the same thing tonight. The good thing is that my roommate left this afternoon. He is in my one o'clock class that has been canceled and his other class tomorrow doesn't have a mid-term, so he is going to cut it."

Susan started to pull her clothes off and said, "Maybe I'll stay the night then." During their first semester and a half at college, they had managed to spend the night together about once or twice a month. Occasionally, they spent the night in her room, but usually it was in Paul's room. She knew that they would have to spend Friday night in their own rooms since they would have to pack for their trip home. Susan was down to her bra and panties and Paul was just standing there watching her. She looked at him and asked, "Aren't you going to get undressed?"

Paul responded, "Yeah. I guess that this means that we aren't going to get any more studying done for tomorrow's mid-term." "What's to study; it's English class. If you don't know it now, you won't know it tomorrow. An 'all-nighter' won't make you ready to write a better essay on the book that he assigned you."

Paul nodded, saying, "I guess that you're right. I've read the whole book twice and studying won't improve my grammar by eight in the morning." He began pulling off his clothing. When Susan was naked, she started to pull back the covers on Paul's bed. Although Paul had gotten a late start getting undressed, he wasn't far behind her in climbing into bed. The two locked in an embrace and began to kiss each other fervently. They spent the rest of the evening pleasing each other sexually until they finally fell asleep by eleven o'clock.

Shortly before six in the morning Susan and Paul were entwined in each other's arms, still naked from the previous evening's activities. Susan was awake enjoying the feel of her brother's naked body against her own naked form. It was nearly time for them to get up and start to get ready for their first class of the day. She reached between their bodies and began to fondle her brother's limp cock. Even in his sleep, the feel of a warm hand on his cock began to bring it to life. When she felt Paul's cock start to harden in her hand, she brought her head down to his crotch and took the hardening member into her mouth. The warmth of his sister's mouth on his dick brought Paul to life and he said, "Oh, wake me up like this every day of my life." Susan wanted to answer, but her mother had taught her not to talk with her mouth full. As she continued to suck his cock, Paul started to reach for and pull on her legs and finally brought her pussy up to his face. When he was finally able to swab her slippery pussy with his tongue, he rolled them over so that Susan was on her back. As Susan frantically sucked on his turgid member, Paul was just an exuberant in his efforts at satisfying his sister with his tongue.




Paul and Susan Move to an Apartment



Susan was beginning to feel an orgasm approaching rapidly when her brother began to blast his load against the back of her mouth. She was able to swallow it all and as his cock began to go limp in her mouth she continued sucking. As he began to swell again, she pulled her mouth off of it and said, "Get hard again. I'm almost there and I want you inside of me when I cum." She dropped her head and began sucking again. When Paul was sure that his cock was again hard he pulled it from her mouth. Deftly rearranging his position, he slid his fat cock into her wet pussy and began to slowly slide it in and out of its familiar sheath. Susan began her usual whimpering as she felt her orgasmic delight. She was pleased with herself that she could still enjoy her orgasms as much as she always had; but now she could do so without everyone within three blocks hearing her. Because his sister had done such a good job in sucking him, it took him a considerable length of time to finally unload again. By the time that Paul sprayed the inside of her love channel, Susan had nearly collapsed from the intensity of her orgasm. The two of them held each other tightly for a few minutes until Susan said, "I think that we had better both get ready for class. If we didn't have a mid-term, I might suggest that we just stay here all morning."

Susan got out of bed and just threw her slacks and shirt on and stuffed her underwear into her purse. Paul slowly got out of bed and said, "I am going to take a quick shower. I'll meet you in the lobby as soon as you're ready." Susan walked out of the room and returned to her own. She quickly showered and dressed for class. Shortly after seven-thirty, Susan met Paul in the lobby and they left for their eight o'clock English class. They found that Susan had been right the night before. The mid-term was simply an essay about the author of the book that they had been assigned for their term paper. They each finished in about forty minutes and met again on their way out of the building. Susan had to go to see the apartment manager and Paul wanted to finish his preparations for their trip home. They made arrangements to meet in Paul's room after Susan's eleven o'clock class.

Susan went to the apartment complex and arranged a nine o'clock appointment for the following day, while Paul returned to his room and began packing for his trip home. Susan was one of a handful of students attending her eleven o'clock class and the professor dismissed them after about twenty minutes. She returned to her room and began to pack for spring break. Shortly after noon she went to Paul's room and suggested that they go to the cafeteria for lunch. The two of them went for a leisurely lunch and then returned to Paul's room. She helped Paul finish packing and then the two of them undressed and returned to Paul's bed. They enjoyed a slow session of lovemaking and fell asleep in each other's arms. At about four o'clock they went to Susan's room and the two of them finished her packing.

Paul returned to his room to shower and get dressed to meet their father. Shortly before six o'clock, Susan knocked on the door of Paul's room and they sat and talked while they waited for Mr. Ward's arrival. Their conversation was interrupted by the ring of the telephone. The front desk attendant informed Paul that Mr. Ward was waiting for them in the lobby. Although there were no restrictions on visitors on the floors of the dormitory before eleven o'clock, Mr. Ward could not force himself to go to his children's rooms. When he had attended college in the late forties and early fifties, residents were the only ones allowed on the floors of the dormitories and they had hours that they had to keep. Paul and Susan did not keep him waiting long. They greeted him in the lobby and informed him that they had an appointment at nine o'clock the next morning at the apartment complex. The three of them then decided on a restaurant to patronize that evening.

The three of them had just begun to eat their meal when Mr. Ward asked, "Why couldn't we get a meeting with the apartment manager tonight instead of tomorrow? Did you just want a meal in a nice restaurant or were you afraid that there would be a wild party at the apartment complex?"

Susan smiled at her dad and said, "The manager had plans for this evening. But both of your reasons have a little bit of validity."

Mr. Ward said, "I drove by there before I went to your dorm and it looked like there is fairly good sized party brewing there tonight."

Paul said, "Well, it is the last night before spring break, but there aren't that many students in the complex. We don't like to party that much anyway. We want the apartment for the privacy and economy."

Mr. Ward waved him off, saying, "I've already heard all of your arguments. I know that you will want to party some; but the way the dorms are anymore, you would be able to party whenever you wanted to. It won't matter -- dorm or apartment. So, you want to have this apartment available the middle of August."

Paul, quickly but quietly, responded, "Maybe sooner?" "What do you mean, maybe sooner?" "I won't know until the beginning of next week, but I might need to stay here all summer. If so, we will need it at the beginning of June." "Why? Are you having enough trouble with your classes that you think that you will have to go to summer school?" "No. My classes are going fine. We just finished midterms; but my grades should be about the same as last semester. Somewhere between a three-two-five and a three point five. I will find out at the beginning of the week if I got this job writing computer programs." "Is this just a summer job?" "This summer, it will be full-time for about two months. But it will be part-time off and on during the school year. When they have a project to do, they will need me." "I think that I have made my position clear on this subject for years. I am not in favor of students working while they are going to college." "I understand your position. However, I consider this to be part of my education. Writing computer programs is what I want to do -- that is why I am majoring in computer science. Right now there are not enough college trained computer programmers. Most of the guys doing custom work have learned on the job. I will learn more this summer than I will in a year in school." "And I am supposed to pay for your rent this summer, too." "No, I will make enough to pay my rent and then some. They are going to pay me almost ten dollars an hour."

Susan put her two cents worth in, saying, "I talked to the guy this morning about the apartment being available for the summer. He has one that will be available for sub-lease over the summer and then our lease would start on August sixteenth. The rent during the summer would be fifty dollars less than the fall. The people in that apartment are moving out in the middle of May."

Looking at Susan, Mr. Ward asked, "I suppose that you want to stay here for the summer too." "We talked about it a little, but I haven't really given it a whole lot of thought." "But you think that your brother should stay here for the summer." "Yes, daddy, I do. This is a big opportunity for him. If he passes it up, he may never get a chance like this again."

There was a long silence. Finally, Mr. Ward said, "Well, I still don't like the idea of you working when you're going to school. However, there is still not a lot that I can do about it. As far as this summer job, I have no problems with you doing this. As long as you are going to make enough money to support yourself while you are here; I can go along with this." Looking at Susan, he added, "If you come home for the summer, you probably will not see that much of your mother. She is taking two classes this summer in college, because she is going to start teaching high school next fall."

Susan beamed upon hearing this. She said, "Daddy that is fantastic. I wondered how long it would take her to go nuts without anybody at home all year."

The three of them finished eating and then left the restaurant. Mr. Ward took them back to their dormitory. Before he left, he informed them that he would pick them up at seven-thirty in the morning so that they could go to breakfast. They were to load their bags in the car before breakfast so that they could start for home as soon as they completed their meeting at the apartment complex. Although both of their roommates had already left for spring break, the each went to their own rooms that night to sleep. On Saturday morning, Mr. Ward wrote a check for the apartment and signed the lease for the upcoming year.

Paul and Susan were enjoying the first days of their spring break. They had spent part of Saturday helping their mother with their laundry. Since their mother and father had been home for the entire weekend, they had not had an opportunity to enjoy each other sexually since they had been home. Mrs. Ward planned to be gone for most of the afternoon on Monday, so the two of them were looking forward to getting together then. The three of them had finished eating lunch and Susan was cleaning up the kitchen as their mother prepared to leave for a meeting that would take most of the afternoon. Paul was on the telephone with John Slavik, the owner of the computer software company that was considering Paul for a job.

Susan had finished in the kitchen and had gone to her room while Paul was finishing with his telephone conversation. She was just beginning to undress when Paul knocked on her door. Paul entered the room to see his twin wearing only her panties. He walked up to her and embraced her and cupped one of her pert breasts. He gave her a kiss and said, "I got the job. I start the Wednesday after I get back to school at nine-fifty an hour. I talked to him about you. He needs someone to do some clerical work about eight to ten hours per week. This summer, he will need help about twenty to thirty hours per week. It pays about four something, which is pretty good for part-time clerical work. I told him that you weren't sure about whether you wanted to work during the school year, but he asked me to have you come and talk with him after spring break."

As she worked at unbuckling Paul's belt, Susan said, "I'm happy for you, Paul. I'm not sure about working, but I'll talk to him. Right now, though, I'm more interested in what's between your legs. Get undressed." Paul pulled his shirt over his head as Susan dropped his pants to his ankles. Paul kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants. When his socks had been tossed to the floor, he maneuvered his sister to the edge of her bed. He began to kiss her and gently rubbed her breasts. Susan nipples began to harden and Paul kissed and sucked on those nubs. The two of them reclined on the bed and kissed and embraced, not rushing their actions. Paul had paid so much attention to Susan's breasts that her nipples had hardened so much that they almost hurt. Paul spent several minutes kissing her stomach and navel and then began to slide her panties down her legs.

He tossed her panties aside and began to kiss and lick her ankles. He slowly worked his mouth up her legs until he reached her knees. He gently kissed the inside of each knee. When Susan raised her knees and spread her legs, he started to kiss the inside of each thigh, covering nearly every inch of her inner thighs, stopping inches from the juncture of her thighs. Susan was clutching the back of his head, attempting to pull his face to her, now wet, pussy. Paul was unrelenting in his determination to resist paying homage to his sister's nearly bald pussy for as long as possible. He continued to kiss her inner thighs and then he began to kiss the outer regions of her pubic area. Even though Susan continued to try to pull his face toward her center, Paul teased her for as long as possible. He kissed and licked her entire pubic area without touching the lips of her pussy or her pubic hair.

Susan was still keeping her pubic hair trimmed to a small tuft just above the lips of her pussy. Paul suddenly clamped his mouth over that tuft of hair and clamped his teeth on the hair. He began to thrash his head violently from side to side, nearly ripping Susan's pubic hair from her body. As she felt the pain of her hair being tugged violently, she screamed and pulled his head away from her crotch. Pulling his head away only increased the painful feeling in her crotch, so she pulled his head back toward her pussy. She hollered, "You son of a bitch, eat my pussy. Don't pull the hair out by the roots." Paul released the hair from his teeth and began to kiss the area. Then, he slipped his tongue between the lips of her pussy and began to lap at the inner folds of her vulva. The sharp pain from her pubic hair being pulled began to subside and it was replaced with the pleasurable feeling of a warm tongue caressing the inner lips of her pussy. Paul continued to lap at her pussy lips, occasionally sliding his tongue as far into her pussy as possible. He purposely avoided any contact with her clitoris.

Susan tried in vain to maneuver his head so that he could lick that burgeoning bud. Paul kept up his ministrations and had his sister on the verge of an orgasm without having touched her clit. He sensed that she was nearing a climax and slowed down his licking actions. When she started to relax, he resumed licking and kissing. Susan was again on the verge of cumming and Paul again slowed down. She hollered, "Don't stop, dammit. I'm almost there. Keep eating." Paul continually brought her to the edge and then let up. After nearly an hour of muff diving, he finally flicked his tongue against her clit and she let out a scream and began to cum. As she clamped her thighs around his head, he increased his intensity. Finally, Susan released his head from the vice of her thighs and lay motionless on the bed. Paul moved his head toward the head of the bed and kissed his sister. She smiled meekly at him and put her arms around his neck. He continued to kiss her and reached down with one hand to start sliding his briefs off. His cock was now rock hard and was dripping with pre-cum.

Paul kissed his sister again and she felt his hard cock against his thigh. Susan was starting to regain her senses and her energy and she said, "I think that I know where you want to put that thing." Paul simply smiled and Susan said, "I'm ready. Put that thing in me." Paul surprised her and rolled her to her belly. Instinctively, Susan pulled her knees under herself, raising her ass and looked back over her shoulder. Slipping behind her, he drove his fat cock into her dripping cunt and began to fuck in and out. He reached under her and began to fondle her boobs at the same time. He had taken so long to eat her pussy to torment her, but it had also made him so horny that he didn't last much more than a minute before blasting a load into Susan's snatch.

He collapsed on his sister's back and she struggled to roll to her back. They wrapped their arms around each other and lay there silently for several minutes. Susan was the first to speak as she said, "God, that was good. But when you turned me over on my belly, I thought that you were planning on sticking it in my ass."

Paul smirked and replied, "I thought about it, but I decided to wait until another time for that. What would you have done if I had?" "I don't know. I thought of it for that split second and I wasn't sure. ... Well, it kinda scared me but it exited me too. I might want to try it some time. But I would like to know ahead of time." "I'd like to try it too. But I think that if we do, we had better have something to grease it up. If we try it, I want it to feel good, not hurt." "Speaking of hurting -- what was this shit of biting my pubic hair?" "I don't know. It just seemed like the thing to do at the time." "Well, don't do it again. It hurt. Try it again and I'll shave the whole thing and you may go quite a while without any." "I'm sorry if it hurt. I won't do it again." "This might be our last chance to have sex this whole break. Mom or Dad will probably be home all of the time for the rest of the week." "Maybe Mom will have something to do some other afternoon this week and maybe she will have something to do on Saturday when Dad goes to get Becky in Fairchild." "Shit, look at the time. We had better get dressed pretty soon before Mom comes home and catches us."

The two of them got off of the bed and put their clothes on. The two of them were sitting in the kitchen talking when Mrs. Ward returned a few minutes later. On Wednesday evening their parents went to play bridge and the twins had a few hours to indulge themselves in some pleasant sex play. Then on Saturday, Mrs. Ward decided to accompany their father when he drove to Fairchild to pick-up Becky. Paul and Susan spent several hours in bed together that day. On Saturday evening, Paul and Susan each had dates so they were able to avoid Becky until late at night. Susan and Becky had a short stint in bed together late that evening. Shortly after returning from church on Sunday morning, Mr. Ward drove Paul and Susan back to school.

Paul had started his part-time job at the computer software company and Susan had decided that a few hours a week wouldn't cut into her study time too much. She had worked about eight to ten hours per week during the school year and would be scheduled to return to work on the first Wednesday of June for a full time schedule for the rest of the summer. Paul was going to start back to work full time that Monday. Mrs. Ward had been going to garage sales during the spring and had accumulated quite of bit of furniture for the twins' new apartment. She had even found them a small television set, which they had expected to go without for most of the summer. Bill Manley had not been too pleased when he found out that Susan would not be home for most of the summer. Karen Whitley was totally livid when she was informed that Paul had taken a job in Joliet for the summer. The four of them had discussed the situation and finally had come to a consensus that the hour drive was not too far for any of them to take. Bill and Karen had decided that they could drive down together one weekend a month and spend the weekend at Paul and Susan's apartment. Paul and Susan had planned to visit their parents at least once a month anyway.

Bill had agreed to borrow his uncle's pick-up truck to haul the furniture to the new apartment. Mr. Ward would drive his wife's station wagon to haul all of their clothes, linens and kitchen utensils. Becky was going to pick them up on the following Saturday so that they could pick up the things that they had to leave behind. It was shortly after noon when they had the truck and station wagon loaded and they were ready to make the one-hour trip. Susan rode in the pick-up with Bill and Paul rode with his father. The trip and the unloading of their belongings had gone quite smoothly. By three-thirty, the furniture was all in place and the boxes were stacked in various rooms waiting to be put away. Bill went to the store down the street to get some soft drinks so that they could all relax for a bit before starting the task of putting things away.

The four of them were all sitting at the small kitchen table sipping on their drinks and discussing what else had to be done that night and what could wait until the next day. Mr. Ward had decided that he had done pretty much all that he could do and informed them that he was going to leave for home. After Mr. Ward left, they felt that they could be more free in their discussion of what was going to be done and when. Susan and Bill had already discussed the idea of Bill staying the night and he had made arrangements to return the pick-up truck the following afternoon. He had been somewhat adamant about spending the night on the couch. Paul went to work in the bathroom putting away the linens and all of their toiletries. Bill was helping Susan in the kitchen putting away the cooking utensils and the used dishes that the twins' mother had accumulated from various garage sales. Soon the only things left to put away were the items in the bedrooms. Paul and Susan decided that most of that could wait until the next day.




Paul and Susan Move to an Apartment



They had planned this whole thing very thoroughly and had almost all of what they needed in the apartment. The furniture was all in place. Susan had had the cable TV hooked up before their arrival and the telephone had been connected. But one important aspect of moving into their own apartment had been missed. They had neglected stocking up on groceries. When she realized this, she said, "You know, we don't have anything here to eat tonight."

Paul said, "I guess that we just have to order pizza tonight. We'll worry about food tomorrow."

Susan said, "Bill, will you be able to run me to the grocery store before you leave tomorrow?"

He replied, "Sure, that's no problem. We'll wait until just before I leave so that we'll have a better idea of what else that you've forgotten."

Paul interrupted, "I'll order the pizza." He walked to the phone and placed an order for delivery. About forty minutes later the pizza arrived and the three of them sat down to eat. Susan cleaned up after everyone and then joined the other two in front of the TV set. She sat down next to Bill and nuzzled up close to him. They periodically kissed and hugged while watching the television set. At about ten o'clock, Paul stood up and said, "I think that I will go to bed. I have to be at work at eight in the morning."

As he started for bed, Susan stood up and said, "Wait a minute." She walked into the kitchen and double-checked in the cupboard and said, "We do have coffee. I'll get it ready now and set the timer on the coffee maker for you." As she closed the cupboard door and prepared to make the coffee, Paul walked up behind her. Speaking so that she could not be heard in the other room, Susan said, "I'm grateful for all of Bill's help today and I am glad that he will be here in the morning to help me, but I had kind of hoped that on our first night in our new apartment that we could sleep together."

Paul nodded and replied, "So had I. We needed his help though. We've got tomorrow night and most of the summer to make up for tonight."

Susan said, "I know. I just wanted you to know how I felt." She then resumed preparing the coffee maker for morning.

When the door to Paul's room closed, Susan began to ardently kiss Bill. He eagerly returned her affection and began to play with her breasts through her shirt. Bill eventually got his hand inside her blouse and started to work it under her bra in order to play with her bare tit. They continued to make out for some time and Bill, with Susan's help, got her bra unhooked to give him better access to her boobs. Eventually, Bill started to suck on her boobs and Susan was trying to drive each one down his throat. Bill was becoming quite aroused by the activities on the couch.

Daringly, his hand crept to Susan's crotch. He was enjoying the feel of her pussy through her shorts. Susan was enjoying it as much, if not more, than he was. He had finally gotten brave enough to put his hand on her pussy. Susan had only felt his hand there when she had guided it there in the past. Her hand was on his crotch now. She gently rubbed her hand across that hard member that was confined by his clothes. She could feel it throbbing through the jeans that he wore. His hand was now working more rapidly against her crotch and he sucked harder or her tits. As she started to unzip his pants, he reached for her wrist and pulled it away. He said, "Susan, we have a lot to do tomorrow. Why don't you get me that blanket so that I can get some sleep?"

Susan said, "Damn, I was enjoying this. All right, I'll get you a blanket."

Remorsefully, he answered, "I'm sorry. I'm really tired." Susan got up from the couch and went to her room. She returned with the blanket and handed it to him. She returned to her room and before she could turn on the light she glanced back at the couch. Bill had removed his shirt and was slipping off his pants. She could see that his cock was straining the front of his underwear, but that was not what caught her attention. There was large wet spot on the front of his underwear and Susan was sure that if she checked, she would find that it was sticky. Maybe he had not been afraid or unwilling to go any further. Maybe he was embarrassed because he came in his drawers. She got into her bed and, after fingering herself to a mild orgasm, went to sleep.

The following morning, Susan was just coming out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around herself when she met Paul at the doorway. He was dressed only in his underwear and wanted to shave and shower before work. As Paul prepared to shave, Susan returned to her room. She tossed the towel in the clothesbasket in the corner and looked around the room. She thought, "Damn, I have a load of work to do today." Still naked, she started searching through boxes until she found the box that she was looking for. She slipped a T-shirt over her head and went to the kitchen. Once there, she poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down at the kitchen table. She saw the bathroom door open and a towel-clad Paul rushed to his bedroom. She continued to sip her coffee until Paul came out from his room. She stood up and started to pour him a cup of coffee and left it sitting on the counter.

Paul started to put cream and sugar in his coffee and looked at his sister, asking, "I thought that you didn't have any food. Where did the coffee come from?" "Like I told you last night, Mom packed a box of stuff from home. Coffee, cream, sugar, flour, spices. All of that kind of stuff that you just assume is in the house. It isn't seven o'clock yet. What time do you have to go to work?" "I start at eight. Being that this is my first day back, I want to get there by seven-thirty so that I can get set up for the day. You're up early." "Yeah. Just couldn't sleep. I guess that it is the excitement of getting the new apartment all set up. By the time that I have to go back to work, I'll be back to needing a bomb under me to get me out of bed."

Paul laughed at that comment and the two of them sat and drank their coffee in virtual silence. Paul finally got up from his chair and prepared to leave for work. He leaned over and gave Susan a kiss on the cheek and asked, "Do you have enough money to get everything when you go to the grocery store?" "Yeah. I've got the money that we've been putting away from our paychecks and then Mom gave me fifty dollars before we left -- just in case money as she put it. Then Dad slipped me fifty before he left yesterday. We should have enough for groceries for the next month and a half." "Well, get what you think that we need and then we will probably have to put some of the money in the bank. It will be over two weeks before either of us gets paid again" "Wrong. I didn't pick up my last paycheck before we left for home. I've got a check for probably seventy to seventy-five dollars coming when I go back to work. We should be all right, but I'll put what we don't use back in the bank."

As Paul started to close the apartment door, he said, "See you tonight, sis." Then he closed the door and left for work. Susan returned to the kitchen and her coffee cup. After pouring her third cup of coffee of the morning, she started to putter around in the kitchen, rearranging one of the cupboards. She heard Bill beginning to toss and turn on the couch and took that as a sign that he might be waking up.

Susan walked into the living room and glanced down at the couch. Her eyes lit up when she saw that Bill's feet had kicked down the blanket and his now visible cock was as hard as it had been the night before. She saw his eyes opening and she walked over and sat on the edge of the couch next to Bill. She leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips. He looked into her eyes and asked, "Hi, honey. How long have you been here?" "I just walked in. Get a good night's sleep?"

Bill answered, "Yeah. This couch is pretty comfortable." Suddenly, he realized that the blanket was down at his feet and he began to reach for it.

Susan grabbed his wrists and pressed herself against him, giving him a kiss. She had gotten a close enough look at his underwear to see that they were indeed coated with dried cum. She continued to kiss him until his arms relaxed and went around her back. He pulled her tighter against him. They continued to kiss and Bill began to massage her throbbing breasts. She swung her legs onto the couch until their crotches were pressing against each other. She could feel his hard cock pulsing against her moist pussy. Bill continued to play with Susan's tits, which were bare under her T-shirt. She kept kissing him as he played with her boobs. When she reached for his crotch and felt the dried cum stain, Bill grabbed her wrist and pulled it away. Susan asked, "Bill, is that crusty spot on your shorts the reason that you quit making out so quickly last night."

Bill turned red and meekly said, "Yeah, I guess."

Susan reached back to his crotch and began to rub his hard cock, saying, "Don't be embarrassed, Bill. That happens. If you hadn't gotten embarrassed and insisted on going to bed, we could have finished the job and maybe I could have enjoyed it a little more." Bill was not sure what to say or do, but when Susan's hand moved under the waistband of his shorts, he started to rub the inside of her thigh. Susan could not believe that she finally had his hard, bare cock in her hand. The last time that it had happened was the night that his roommate interrupted them.

As she started to stroke Bill's cock, he slid his hand up her thigh until he reached her bare pussy. When he realized that he had his hand on her bare pussy, he quickly pulled his hand away and said, "Susan, you don't have any panties on."

Continuing to stroke his cock, she smiled and said, "I know and your hand felt good there. Put it back. I want to make you feel good; do what you can to make me feel good." Bill's hand went back to her pussy and he began to rub it gently. Susan stopped rubbing his cock long enough to slide his shorts down far enough that his cock and balls were freed from their confines. She kissed him again and said, "Bill, It will feel a whole lot better if you slide a finger in there." She pulled her T-shirt over her head and returned to stroking his cock. Bill started to slide one finger in and out of her pussy.

It didn't take too much longer before Bill began to moan, "It's happening. I think that I am going to cum." Not missing a stroke, Susan reached for her T-shirt and held it on his belly. Cum began to spew from the end of his cock and she maneuvered the shirt into position to catch most of it. As he was cumming, Bill stopped stroking her pussy. As soon as he finished unloading his cum, he resumed the strokes of his finger in and out of her pussy. Susan grabbed his hand and guided his finger to her clit. He kept moving the finger in and out occasionally rubbing it against her clitoris. Susan began to moan as he inserted a second finger into her convulsing pussy. He continued stoking until she relaxed from the results of her mild orgasm.

Susan kissed him and said, "That felt good. What took you so long?"

Bill answered, "At first I was afraid that you might get mad. Then whenever we would go so far, I would start to lose control and I would get embarrassed."

Susan said, "Well, Bill, as you just found out I didn't get mad and, in the future, if you think that you are about to cum, just let me know."

Bill kissed Susan and said, "Next time, I'll remember that."

Susan thought to herself, "'Next time.' Shit, I was hoping that we would finish this today." Then to Bill, she said, "Good, but don't make me wait so long the next time."

The two of them got up and Bill started to get dressed. Susan returned to her room and put on a clean T-shirt. Bill helped her get the apartment organized and then the two of them went to the grocery store. After the groceries were put away, Bill left to go home, promising to see her the next weekend.

-- to be continued...



Paul and Susan on Spring  Break



To the readers – I apologize for the delay in posting the final installment of this story. I have been under the weather lately.

Paul and Susan had worked all summer and had been able to accumulate quite of bit of savings after repaying their father for the rent that he had paid for the summer. Paul had been a natural at writing computer programs and their boss, John Slavik, had immensely appreciated Susan's organizational skills. John had opened his software company several years earlier and employed from three to eight people at a time, depending upon the size of the projects that he had to complete. They were quite busy this past summer and Paul had been instrumental in getting several projects completed ahead of time. Susan was a natural at organizing an office. Her skills had made it possible for him to use one less person than normal during this past busy summer. John had been able to convince her to work part-time once school started on the following Monday. He had a couple of large projects that needed new programming and he was depending on Paul's help completing them. Paul had informed him that school was his number one priority but he would give John as much time as possible.

Paul had finished a major project on Wednesday and had gone home on Thursday to visit their parents and pick up some other things that he needed from home. From the money that he had made during the summer, he had been able to pick up a used car. It wasn't anything fancy, but it was transportation. He intended to bring Karen back with him when he returned on Sunday. Bill had come back to school this morning, but didn't plan on checking into the dormitory until Sunday. He had planned on spending the night on the couch as he had done about six or seven other times during the summer. Susan spent the day at work but had given Bill the apartment key when he stopped in this morning. He came and picked her up from work at five o'clock and they stopped at a small restaurant to eat on the way home.

They were in the middle of their meal when Susan said, "You know, Bill, you don't have to spend the night on the couch tonight. The bed would probably be a whole lot more comfortable."

"I don't know. I would want to sleep in Paul's bed without asking him in advance."

"I don't mean in his bed; you could sleep in my bed."

"W-w-w-with you?"

"Yes, silly. With me."

"You mean just sleep."

"No. I think that we should have sex together. We have been going together for over a year and a half and we love each other – at least I love you. I think that it is time."

"Well, I love you too. I don't know how long it has been that I have fantasized about having sex with you. It's been just about forever. I just thought that . . . well, I thought that you were saving yourself until you were married."

"No. Remember the first time that I used my hands on you. Well, I was ready then and I am more than ready now. So let's finish eating and go back to the apartment."

The two of them quietly, but quickly, finished eating and paid the check. They returned to Bill's car and started back to Susan's apartment. On the way back to the apartment, Bill informed Susan that he had to stop to get some soda because he had finished the last cans in the refrigerator. He went into a grocery store and picked up some soda. He also purchased a package of condoms. They returned to the apartment and went into the living room and turned on the television. They began kissing and hugging while they made a pretense of watching television. Bill had begun playing with her breasts and had her blouse open. When her bra was off and her breasts were bared, Susan suggested that they go to the bedroom.

They went into the bedroom and Susan pulled the covers back from the bed. Bill walked over to her and put his arms around her. As he started to kiss her, Susan said, "Why don't you get undressed? We can be a whole lot more comfortable in the bed." She removed her blouse that was already open and her bra that was just hanging around her neck. Seeing that she was starting to disrobe, Bill sat on the edge of the bed and started to remove his shoes and socks. He then removed his shirt and when he saw Susan beginning to remove her pants, he started to slip his down his legs. Bill was down to his briefs and Susan was starting to remove her panties. Seeing the fringe above her pussy, Bill's cock became rock hard. He slid his underwear off and his fat cock stuck straight out from his body. Naked, Susan walked to one of her dressers and took out a small towel and told Bill to get into bed. Bill lay down on the bed and Susan lay down beside him. They began kissing and hugging. Bill quickly started to play with Susan's tits.

Susan reached to Bill's crotch and began to slowly stroke his cock. By this time Bill's mouth was eagerly chewing on her tits, but, at the feel of her fingers on his dick, he lifted his head and said, "Hey, I thought that you said that fingers weren't enough for you any more."

Susan replied, "Relax. You need this so you don't shoot all over me before you get it in." She continued to stroke him and guided his free hand to her pussy. He inserted two fingers between the folds of her pussy and began to slide them in and out. He continued to work on her tits and her pussy simultaneously as she increased the tempo of her strokes on his cock. Susan could tell from the erratic movement of his fingers in her pussy that he was about to cum. She reached for the towel that she had laid at the head of the bed. She had brought it with her to catch his cum. She was concentrating on the end of his cock, which was, by now, leaking pre-cum profusely. Just as she felt that he was about to cum, she threw to towel aside and said, "Shit, we don't need the towel." She dropped her mouth over the end of his cock and began sucking. It only took a few seconds before Bill started to spurt a large load into the back of her mouth. Savoring the flavor, Susan slowly swallowed it all.

Susan did not remove her mouth from his cock until it had gone completely limp. She lifted the lifeless phallus with her fingers and said, "We need to do something about this. I want it nice and hard for my pussy." She began to slowly stroke it until she felt some life coming back to his cock. When it began to grow she placed her mouth over the end of it and began to suck. With each passing second she could feel it hardening in her mouth. When it was fully erect, Susan took her mouth off of his cock and said, "Now, let's put this where we've both wanted it for so long."

Bill was lying flat on his back and Susan straddled his legs and began to move her pussy toward the end of his seven and one-half inch cock. Bill quickly reached under the pillow for the condom that he had put there when he got in bed. He said, "Wait. I need to put this on." He fumbled with the condom wrapper trying to open it.

Susan pulled the condom from his hand and said, "Here. I'll take care of that." She quickly opened it and began to roll it over the end of Bill's cock. When it was on, she lifted her ass in the air and positioned the opening of her wet, anxious pussy over the head of Bill's throbbing cock. She slowly slid her moist sheath down the length of his pulsing shaft. When she reached bottom, she began to move her ass up and down on his length. She positioned herself so that the up and down motions would cause his cock to rub against her clit. The feel of his hard cock sliding in and out of her pussy coupled with the stimulation against her clit had brought Susan to the verge of orgasm. She was moaning and started to scream. Suddenly, the orgasm completely engulfed her and she could feel Bill's rubber being filled with his cum. She leaned forward and mashed her tits against his chest. Susan could feel Bill's cock deflating in her pussy. She kissed him and then began to kiss her way down his chest until she reached his belly.

Susan gingerly removed the cum-filled rubber from Bill's soft cock and deposited it in the wastebasket. Holding his sticky cock in her hand, she said, "Let's clean this off." She dropped her head and began to swiftly lick all of the remaining cum from his soft cock. When she was satisfied that she had cleaned his cock, she began to kiss her way back up his belly and chest and then kissed him on the lips again. As they kissed, Bill rolled her to her back and began to knead her tits again. He then worked his mouth to those globes and began to suck and chew. After paying homage to her breasts, Bill began to kiss his way down her belly, stopping at her navel and running his tongue through it. He then started to kiss all around her pussy and then inserted his tongue between the lips of her pussy. He continued to eat her pussy until she had a mild orgasm. The two of them continued to explore and play with each other's bodies for the rest of the evening, managing to fuck twice more.

As they were kissing and fondling each other at about midnight, Susan asked, "Do you think that you can manage one more tonight before we go to sleep?"

"Yeah. But I don't have any more condoms. There were only three in the package that I bought."

"Don't worry. I have some. I've been prepared for tonight for several months. I'll get one out of the nightstand."

Susan reached into the nightstand and retrieved another condom and helped him put it on. As she was rolling it over his cock, Bill said, "You always think ahead; don't you? I think that is why I love you so much." They fucked one more time and then went to sleep for the evening.

Time had moved swiftly over the next few years. In May of 1980, John's wife, Kathy, had given birth to a son. Paul and Susan had visited their brother in Indianapolis that summer and had seen them the following Christmas when the whole family got together in Madrid. John and his family had not visited their parents this past Christmas. Their sister, Becky, had gotten married to a man that she had met at work. They had been married in July of 1981. They lived in Wisconsin where they both worked and they had no children.

March of 1982 had now arrived and Paul, Susan, Bill and Karen were now only half of a semester from graduating from college. Susan's sex life was quite fulfilling. Since that first night at the beginning of their sophomore year, she and Bill managed to have sex two or three times a week. Paul still was not having sex with Karen, so he and Susan had sex whenever they had an opportunity. As they had agreed when they were still in high school, Paul was now using a condom whenever they had sex. After a couple of months of sex with Bill, Susan informed him that she was on the pill and he was no longer using a condom when they were together. Both couples had planned to marry right after they graduated from college. Paul was going to marry Karen on the first Saturday in June and Susan and Bill had scheduled their nuptials for the third Saturday of the month.

Paul and Susan were still working for John Slavik. Paul would continue to work for him after graduation, but Susan would stop working for him upon graduation. Most of Paul's work was now being performed at the clients' location. In addition to his natural talent at computer programming, he had now become well versed in hardware applications and was consulting customers on all aspects of their computer systems. Since most of his clients were located in the western suburbs of Chicago, he had leased an apartment in Madrid, their hometown about fifty miles west of Chicago. Bill had been offered a job in that area and he was buying a small house for Susan and himself. Karen and Susan had not secured jobs yet because they wanted to wait until their other plans had been solidified before committing to an employer. They each were in the process of sending resumes to employers in the area and had scheduled some job interviews for the following month.

The four of them were together at Susan and Paul's apartment tonight. Today had been the last day of class before spring break. The four of them were going to leave the following morning for Florida to enjoy spring break. Their flight to Florida from Midway Airport was scheduled to depart at seven in the morning. They had just finished eating supper and were planning to go to bed early because their limo was picking them up at five o'clock. Bill was going to spend the night on the couch that he had become accustomed to using when he stayed over. Karen would spend the night sharing Susan's bed. Susan gave Bill some blankets and helped make up the sofa so that he could be comfortable for the evening. As they finished making up the sofa, Bill said, "I still think that it would be better for Karen to sleep here and I could sleep in your bed with you."

Susan laughed and said, "Yeah. It would be more enjoyable that way. We'll have plenty of time for sex next week in Florida. I've told you before that until Karen starts sleeping with Paul, we can't sleep together when they are here. Us sleeping together will put too much pressure on Karen. I don't want to force her into something that she is not ready for." She wrapped her arms around Bill and kissed him passionately. As they kissed, she could feel his cock hardening against her leg. She reached between them and squeezed his hard cock, saying, "This will still be there tomorrow."

Bill quickly responded, "Yeah. It will be here tomorrow and it'll probably stay hard until then." Susan broke off their embrace and went to her bedroom. Bill reluctantly undressed and got under the covers alone.

As she entered the bedroom, Susan saw Karen just pulling a short nightgown over her naked body. As she looked at that bare pussy, Susan thought, "She's got a nice looking pussy. When is she going to let my brother put his dick in there?" Karen got into bed and watched as Susan undressed for bed. When she was naked, Susan pulled a T-shirt over her head and got under the covers. Susan was lying there trying to go to sleep. The excitement of tomorrow's trip was apparently keeping her from going to sleep. She was lying there motionless facing away from Karen. After about fifteen minutes, Susan felt a slight bouncing of the bed and heard low moans coming from behind her. Curiosity got the best of her and she slowly rolled over to view what was going on in the bed next to her. Just as she thought, she saw the unmistakable movements of Karen fingering her pussy. Karen's eyes were closed and she frantically tried to achieve orgasm. Susan watched for a short time and then said, "Want some help with that." 

Karen abruptly opened her eyes and pulled her hand from her pussy. She asked, "What do you mean? Help with what?"

"Karen, it's obvious that you were playing with yourself. I can help you, if you want. In fact, maybe that is what I need to get to sleep."

"You mean, another woman doing it to you. Have you ever done that before?"

"Yeah, a few times. It's not as good as a hard cock; but it's satisfying." Susan pulled her T-shirt over her head and added, "Take your nightgown off and I'll help you." Karen reluctantly pulled her nightgown over her head and looked at Susan apprehensively. Susan mashed their tits together and kissed the other woman. She reached between them and began to fondle Karen's pussy. At first, Karen was hesitant about returning Susan's kisses, but when Susan's fingers went into her pussy, she began to react with more ardor. Susan's fingers were working frantically in Karen's pussy and she used her other hand to begin squeezing Karen's tits. When she could feel that Karen was beginning to relax, Susan broke off the kiss and began to suck and chew on Karen's tits. Karen's hand slowly moved to Susan's pussy and she began to work her fingers in and out. Susan moved her mouth down Karen's belly and brought her tongue to the lips of her pussy. When she inserted her tongue between the lips of Karen's pussy, Karen's body went stiff and she arched her back in an attempt to drive her pussy harder against Susan's face.

This spasmodic reaction validated Susan's belief that Karen had never had her pussy eaten before. Susan continued eating the other woman's pussy while maneuvering herself so that her own pussy was positioned in front of Karen's face. Karen was enjoying the excitement of having her pussy eaten for the first time that she couldn't resist running her tongue between the lips of Susan's pussy. After running her tongue in and out of that nearly bald pussy a few times, she found that the taste was pleasant. She more eagerly gobbled at that tasty morsel in front of her face. Susan could feel that Karen was nearing an orgasm and Susan knew that her own would not be far behind. The two of them continued lapping at each other's pussy until they finally climaxed violently. Fortunately, they had their mouths in the other's pussy when they came to muffle the loud reactions that they each had. Susan rearranged herself on the bed so that they could kiss each other.

They kissed with their pussies and tits mashed against each other's. Susan stopped kissing long enough to say, "Now isn't that a whole lot better than using your own fingers."

Karen replied, "Wow. Yeah. I've had orgasms before, but never that intense. Have you done this very often?"

Susan smiled and said, "Not often. I did it sometimes with my roommate my freshman year and then there was one other girl that I have gotten together with occasionally." She didn't think that it would be wise to tell her that the other girl was her sister.

Karen then said, "I really enjoyed this, but I don't know how often that I want to do this."

"Well, you wouldn't have to if you would start fucking my brother."

"What makes you think that I'm not fucking him?"

"He says that you aren't."

"Do you two tell each other everything?"

"Generally. He knows that I'm fucking Bill and I know that he's not fucking you."

"It's not that I don't want to; I'm just scared."

"Scared of what? The pain or what?"

"I'm a little bit afraid of the pain; but I understand that it only lasts a few seconds. I am worried about what he might think about me if we have sex before we get married.

"Jesus Christ, Karen. You two have been going out for more than four years and you're going to be married in less than three months. I know that he loves you and I think that you love him. You send him home at night with 'blue balls' and he has to whack off in his room while you're back in you own room using your fingers."

"What makes you think that he has to 'whack off' as you call it?"

"I can hear him a lot of nights. I know that you use your hands on him some times; but you both need the real thing."

"You're probably right. Maybe this week is the right time."

"Let me know when you are ready and I'll make sure that Bill and I stay away for a few hours. Right now, I think that we both need to go to sleep. We have an early flight tomorrow."

The two women embraced each other and went to sleep in each other's arms. Susan was sure that she had accomplished two things tonight. She had soothed her nerves by having a good cum and she was sure that her brother was finally going to have sex with Karen. If Karen could be half as good with Paul as she was that night, Paul would be one happy guy.

The limousine had picked them up early in the morning and they arrived at the airport shortly before six o'clock. The flight had gone smoothly and they checked into the motel shortly before noon. As the two couples were unpacking their bags, they found that there were two beds and a sofa in the room. They began a discussion about who was going to sleep where. After going back and forth for several minutes about the sleeping arrangements, Susan finally said, "Look, we're not going to resolve anything arguing. You two guys don't want to sleep in a bed with another guy. Well, I'm willing to have someone in bed with me, so I get a bed. We'll worry about the rest of it each night when it is time for bed." The subject was then dropped for the time being and the four of them finished unpacking.




Paul and Susan on Spring  Break



Karen was coming out of the bathroom when she said, "Susan, can I talk to you for a minute?"

Susan started for the bathroom, saying, "Sure. What's up?"

Karen closed the bathroom door behind them and said, "About what we were talking about last night. I want to have sex with your brother."

"Good. When?"

"Preferably this afternoon."

"Okay. I'll make sure that Bill and I are gone for at least two hours. That should give you enough time."

"Thanks, but there is one problem."

"What's that?"

"I'm not on the pill. I am worried about getting pregnant."

"Don't you have any condoms?"

"No. I never thought about it before."

"You need to go to a drug store to get some. In the meantime, I have some and I'll give you some for this afternoon."

"Thanks, Susan. I really appreciate this."

The two of them left the bathroom and Susan went to the dresser that she was using and reached under some clothing and put three condoms in the palm of her hand. She turned to Bill and said, "Bill, why don't we go check out that beach and some of the party places." She then walked over to Karen and positioning herself so that the guys could not see her, placed the condoms in Karen's hands. She whispered, "These should last you the afternoon. If not, Paul probably has some. He has been hoping for a long time that he would need them." She then walked toward the door and said, "Come on, Bill. Let's go."

After Susan and Bill closed the door behind themselves, Paul asked, "Do you want to head down to the beach for a while?"

Karen said, "We'll see. First, I want to take a shower." She went to the bathroom and took her shower. As she was taking a shower, her knees were trembling as she thought of what she was about to do. She was struggling with ideas about how to approach this major step in her life. As she was drying off, she decided that boldness was the best approach. She hung the damp towel on the rack and walked naked into the motel room. Paul was sitting on a bed and looked up as the bathroom door opened and his jaw dropped when he saw Karen standing naked in the doorway. He had seen virtually every part of her body bared before, but until this moment had never seen her completely naked before.

Stupefied by the lovely vision before him, he struggled to make a comment. Finally, he blurted out, "Going to the beach dressed like that? You know, even at the clothing optional beaches, they expect you to wear clothes on the way there."

Karen walked toward him and said, "I don't plan on going anywhere except to bed. If you get undressed, you can come with me." She reached under the pillow and took the condoms from where she had hidden them. She tossed them in the middle of the bed and asked, "Are you joining me?"

Paul quickly removed his shoes and socks and stood up to start removing his shirt. As he was pulling his shirt over his head, Karen pulled back the covers on the bed and laid down on her back with her feet pulled up near her ass and her knees spread. Paul looked down at her and the inviting look of her open pussy caused him to speed up the act of undressing. His pants and underwear were quickly on the floor and he laid down beside her and began to kiss her. After kissing her for a short time, he asked, "Why the sudden change in your attitude about this? You've always been so reluctant."

Karen replied, "I've wanted to for a very long time, but I was afraid. Now shut up and make love to me." Paul resumed kissing her and began fondling her boobs. He continued this foreplay and eventually started to stroke her pussy. His fingers found their way between the folds of her pussy and he moved his mouth to her tits. He had three fingers in her pussy and was working them in and out. Karen's excitement level had reached the highest point that she could ever remember. Paul moved his mouth from her tits and began moving down her belly until he reached the juncture of her thighs. He began to kiss the outer folds of her pussy and then slid his tongue between the lips. His tongue darted in and out of her love channel several times until he flicked it across her clitoris. He continued to flick her clit several times and then ran his tongue into her pussy as far as he could reach. He then returned to her clit and gave it several licks and then returned to the depths of her pussy. He continued alternating in this pattern until he felt her body begin to tense. He then concentrated on her clitoris until she began to moan and scream. Her screams eventually reached a deafening level and her body went limp. At this point, Paul began to move his mouth up her body. He paused briefly to nibble at her tits and then began to kiss her feverishly on the lips.

Karen said, "My God. That was fantastic. Why didn't you ever do that before?"

Kissing her again, Paul said, "I've tried. Every time that I got my face close, you started pulling my head away."

"Stupid me. I'll never pull your head away from there again. If it feels half that good when you get inside of me, I'll never want you to take it out."

"We will have to take time out to eat and sleep so that we have enough energy. Then there is that little matter of making a living."

Paul began to rub her pussy again and when he slipped a finger inside, he found that she was dripping wet. She began to rotate her hips against his hand and said, "Please, I'm ready. I want you in me." Paul opened one of the condom packages and began to roll it over his cock. He moved between her legs and positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy. He slowly began to slide his cock in until he felt resistance. He then pulled part of the way out and again began to side it inward. He stopped about three times when he met resistance. Finally, when he was approaching the point of resistance, Karen threw her hips forward and let out a short, but sharp, scream, as her hymen was broken. Paul drove his cock all of the way into her and began slow rhythmic strokes in and out of Karen's pussy. He continued his slow movements until he started to feel an urgency building in his balls. As he began to pick up his pace, Karen began to moan and scream. She was nearing the height of her orgasm as he felt that his was imminent. Karen was now moaning and screaming quite loudly. Her sounds were just beginning to fade out when Paul felt the sudden surge and his cum quickly filled his condom.

As the final spurts of his cum finished, Paul collapsed, pressing his chest against her tits. They began to kiss again and Karen said, "Why was I so foolish to wait so long? This was great. Let's rest for a few minutes and do it again."

Paul kissed her and rubbed one of her tits, saying, "You know that Bill and Susan might be back pretty soon."

"No. They won't be back for more than an hour. Susan told me that they would stay away for at least two hours."

"You mean that she knows what is going on here."

"Yeah. I told her what I wanted to do. She gave me the condoms and said that they would give us at least two hours."

"My sister knows that I am going to have sex with my fiancée before I do."

"So what. She knew that you were asking me to get married before I did."

"I guess. It just seems that she knows everything before all of the principals do."

Karen kissed him again and while feeling his balls, said, "Well, we have more than an hour. Let's not waste it." The two of them feverishly returned to their lovemaking. They had sex another time and when Paul's cock did not immediately respond for the third time, Karen sucked him back to hardness. They had maneuvered around the bed so much during the afternoon that Paul's head was at the foot of the bed. They had not paid close attention to the time because just as Karen was beginning to sit on his hard cock, the door to the room opened and Bill and Karen were treated to the sight of Karen, in full nudity, being impaled by Paul's cock.

The two of them stood, stunned, in the doorway for a moment until Susan said, "We'll be right outside. Open the door when you're dressed." She closed the door and they stood and waited. As the door closed, Karen attempted to resume her ride on Paul's cock, but she was unable to continue because the shock of seeing Bill and Susan at the door had wilted Paul's cock and it was slipping from between the lips of her pussy.

Karen slid off of her fiancée and said, "We'll finish this later."

Paul rubbed her pussy and said, "You bet your ass, we will." He then got up from the bed and slipped his pants on. Karen got up and grabbed her robe and slipped it on. Paul then opened the door and said to his sister, "I thought that you were going to be gone for over two hours."

Susan laughed and said, "We were gone for more than three hours."

"I guess that it is true that time flies when you're having fun."

"And it sure looked like you were having fun."

Karen's face was beet-red and she was avoiding eye contact with the other three. Susan sensed her embarrassment and walked over to her and took her in her arms. She said, "I'm sorry that we walked in on you. I knew what you were doing; however, I didn't expect to get to watch. The only thing that I'm worried about is that it may have made Bill horny and we don't have any privacy to do anything about it."

The levity eased the tension in Karen a little bit and she said, "I guess that he will have to go to the bathroom and take matters into hand."

Everyone laughed at that. Susan said, "One good thing has come from this." When everyone looked at her with a puzzled look, she added, "Now that everyone knows that all of us are having sex, Bill can sleep with me and Karen can sleep with Paul." This brought broad smiles to everyone's face. She then brought everyone back to earth when she said, "I don't think that we should have sex, though, whenever the other couple is in the room. I don't think that we should turn this week into a porno movie setting." Everyone reluctantly agreed to this proviso. The four of them took turns using the bathroom for a shower and they prepared to go out for supper.

Susan was in her robe waiting for Bill to come out of the bathroom. When they had been out in the afternoon, she had felt overdressed in her shorts and a halter-top. Tonight, they planned on grabbing a sandwich and then hit some of the bars down the street. As Bill opened the bathroom door, Karen and Susan each rushed toward the door. They both stopped and looked at each other and Susan said, "We can share the bathroom to get dressed." They quickly went into the bathroom and shed their robes. Susan looked at Karen and asked, "Well, how was it?"

Karen responded, "Oh god, it was great. I don't know why I waited so long. I will definitely make this a regular habit."

Susan now had her bikini bottoms on and was reaching for a T-shirt to pull over her head. She did not intend to wear a bra.

Karen had a puzzled look on her face and asked, "Is that all that you are wearing?"

Susan informed her how overdressed she had felt during the afternoon and that she was just trying to fit in with the crowd. Karen decided that she would eschew a bra, but she stayed with the shorts that she had planned on wearing. They came out of the bathroom and found that both of the guys were dressed and ready to go. Both guys were wearing shorts. Paul wore a T-shirt and Bill wore a tank top. They went to a bar down the street from the motel where they each ordered a sandwich and a beer. They stayed at that bar for a couple of hours and had several beers. They went to several other bars where they had a beer at each. At about ten thirty they ended up at a bar about one and a half blocks from their motel.

They were all feeling quite good by this time. They had been there for about fifteen minutes when they made an announcement that it was last call for the wet T-shirt contest. Paul quickly prodded Karen to enter the contest. Almost as quickly, she refused. Bill then suggested that Susan enter. She looked at him questioningly and then said, "What the fuck. We all got to see Karen's boobs today; so a few people get to see mine tonight." Before the others could stop her, she walked off to enter the contest. As soon as she had signed a form asserting that she was over twenty-one and waiving the establishment's liability, she began to get nervous. She quickly ordered another beer and drank it in a hurry. Just as she was finishing the beer, she was ushered behind a curtain on a stage with seven other women. Two of the women were quite plump and two of them had huge breasts. One did not appear to have hardly any boobs while two of them looked like they were similar in size to Susan.

The eight of them were lined up and the music started. Three guys came out with pitchers of water. One guy reached over each shoulder of each girl and poured a pitcher of water down the front of her. With the two pitchers of water soaking their shirts, the girls were supposed to start dancing about. The coldness of the water caused Susan to reach for the hem of her T-shirt and pull it away from her body. She inadvertently pulled it too far up baring her breasts for the audience. This brought a huge cheer and hoots and hollers from the men in attendance. When she realized that she had bared her boobs, she dropped the hem of her shirt. The cold water, however, had caused her nipples to become hard and they were protruding at least an inch and a half. This was still evident through the wet material of her T-shirt. As they danced around, all of the girls bounced as much as they could to make their boobs bounce and jiggle. The master of ceremonies came out and asked for applause for each of the competitors. They would pare the field to two girls for a final round.

To Susan's surprise, she and one of the large breasted girls were the finalists. The second large breasted girl was quite upset at the result. She approached Susan and said, "You fucking bitch. You're supposed to have tits to win a wet T-shirt contest." She then pulled the tie on one side of Susan's bikini bottoms. As she moved, Susan was now flashing part of the audience with a glimpse of her pussy. Since their shirts were already wet, only one pitcher of water was used on each girl for the final round. Susan's nipples had started to recede until more cold water was poured over them. They were now standing erect. She was trying not to panic over her bikini bottoms being untied on one side. Since they were not falling off, she decided that she would go with the flow and let the one side dangle. When they started to dance around the stage, she made sure that she turned in enough directions to give everyone a glimpse of her pussy. When the final results were in, Susan was absolutely shocked that she had won. A crown was placed on her head and the curtain closed. She quickly gave the other girl a hug and said, "The only reason that I beat you was that bitch untied my bottoms. It's supposed to be a wet T-shirt contest not a pussy flashing contest." 

The big-titted girl responded, "That's all right. I'll win at least one this week. Usually, having big tits is enough."

"What do you mean; you'll win at least one this week? Have you done this very often?"

"Yeah. I live in town and win enough to pay for my beer at night during the tourist season."

Susan retied her bikini bottoms and learned that her prize was a small trophy, a couple of T-shirts and a fifty-dollar gift certificate at the bar. With her tits still visible through the wet shirt, she returned to the table where the other three were sitting. As she sat down, Bill said, "I knew that you were going to show your boobs, but I didn't think that you would flash your pussy too."

Susan looked at him and said, "That wasn't on purpose. One of the broads with big tits was jealous because I beat her and she untied my bottoms."

Bill replied, "I wondered how they got undone. I didn't think that you would do it intentionally. But you sure took advantage of it." The four of them sat and drank for another half-hour and then returned to the motel room.

The week together in motel had caused them to shed most of their modesty. Basically the only times that they required privacy was when they were using the toilet, taking a shower or having sex. They had managed to arrange their schedules so that each couple would have an hour or two per day of privacy in the room. After that first night at the wet T-shirt contest, they had kept their revelry fairly low-key. They had on occasion had a few more beers than they should have but otherwise things had been fairly tame. Susan and Bill had managed to have sex several times during the week. Karen, however, had been insatiable for the first several days after their arrival in Florida. The last couple of days, her desires had diminished somewhat and she no longer needed sex two or three times per day

On Saturday morning, the four of them were busy packing their bags in preparation for their flight home. They finished packing at about the time that the taxi arrived to take them to the airport. Their plane had taken off nearly on time. It was shortly after noon when the plane began taxiing toward the runway. Minutes later they were rushing down the runway and soon they were airborne. When the 'fasten seat belt' sign was turned off, Paul arose from his seat to use the toilet. Susan waited a few minutes and after ascertaining which toilet he was using, she moved toward the back of the plane. She was happy to see that each of the other toilets was occupied and she could wait outside of the door to the one that Paul was using.

When she saw that the door was being opened, she quickly pushed Paul back inside. She whispered, "We haven't been able to be together for over a week. Besides, this is my first chance to become a member of the 'mile high club.' How does that sound to you?" She reached out and felt his crotch and found that his cock was hardening. She pointed at the toilet and said, "Drop your pants and sit down." Before he could lower his pants and sit down, her shorts and panties were on the floor. She pulled her arms out of her T-shirt and it rested atop her shoulders. She stepped in front of him and he felt one tit with a hand and began to suck the other one. She reached down and stroked his cock and found that it was rock hard. Susan straddled him and began to slide her pussy down onto his hard cock. She began to rock up and down on her brother. Since they had not had much time for foreplay before she sat on his cock, she was only able to achieve a mild orgasm by the time that Paul climaxed. After discarding the condom that they had hastily placed over his cock, Susan licked his cock clean.

As Paul was pulling his pants back up, Susan said, "Go back to your seat and I'll be there as soon as I pee. If there is a gap between when we get back there won't be any suspicion." Paul slipped out the door and Susan began to pee. A short time later, she returned to her seat. Their plane arrived at Midway Airport on schedule and they were met by their limousine. It was late afternoon when the four of them arrived at Susan and Paul's apartment. Bill and Karen stacked their bags in a corner while Paul and Susan placed their bags in their bedrooms.

Since they had only gotten peanuts on the airplane, the four of them were hungry so they ordered a pizza. While they were eating pizza and drinking beer, Paul asked, "When are you guys going to move back into the dorm."

Bill answered, "Probably early tomorrow afternoon."

Karen interjected, "Same here."

Paul said, "I wasn't sure if you were going back tomorrow or you were going to wait until Monday."

Bill said, "I have to go back tomorrow. I have an eight o'clock on Monday and my books are all in my room at the dorm." He then looked at Susan and asked, "Now that we're back, I don't have to sleep on the couch; do I?"




Paul and Susan on Spring  Break



Susan smiled and said, "No, you can sleep with me. Karen, since you can't sleep in my bed, do you want the couch or do you think that you can find another bed to sleep in?"

Karen, with fake shyness, said, "Maybe, I can sleep in Paul's bed." Then looking at Paul, she asked, "Would that be all right with you."

Paul laughingly said, "What? Sleep together before we are married. Isn't that a sin? We could go to hell for that."

Karen smugly declared, "You can go to hell if you don't quit being such a smart ass, too."

When they finished their pizza, they continued to sit around and drink beer and joke with each other. They finally went to bed and for quite some time the sounds of sex prevailed throughout the apartment. And it continued for a good part of the day on Sunday.



Paul and Susan



Mr. Ward added, "Just remember, that just because we will be out of town, your curfews should still be observed. And, since you are going to be home alone for two nights, I have to ask that you not have visitors in the evening. Especially boyfriends or girlfriends."

Mrs. Ward interrupted, "We respect your judgment, but we have a lot of busy body neighbors and the less that we can give them to talk about the better."

Susan said, "We understand, Mom. Bill gets a handshake at the door and gets sent on his way."

Mrs. Ward said, "What will be different. You hardly ever bring him to the house anyway."

Susan retorted, "Why would I bring him to the house? So Daddy can give him the third degree: 'where did you go,' 'what did you do,' 'what are your intentions,' 'are you trying to despoil my baby girl' -- yeah we really have an incentive to come back here."

Mrs. Ward frowned, saying, "We do care about you. We should be allowed know what's going on in our children's lives."

Susan contritely answered, "I know, Mom. But we're leaving for college in the fall. We've got to be able to live our own lives."

The family had finished eating supper and the twins helped clear the table. They then returned to their rooms to complete their homework and to work on their term papers. Shortly after eight thirty, Paul stopped work on his paper and left the room to take a shower. When he returned to his room, he put on a pair of underwear and slid into bed. Shortly after nine o'clock, there was a knock on his door. After Paul called for the visitor to enter, Susan walked into the room and locked the door behind her. When she turned around and saw that her brother was in bed, she said, "Oh, I didn't know that you had gone to bed already. I'll leave."

Sitting up quickly, Paul said, "No. Don't leave. I was waiting for you. Come on over and sit down."

Susan had worn a T-shirt as she had the night before. As earlier she was bra-less; tonight, however, she had left her panties behind. She walked over to the bed and pulled the blanket and sheet back from her brother. Glancing at the front of her brother's briefs, Susan said, "I see that you ARE ready for me." Paul looked down and saw that his cock had hardened in anticipation of his sister's visit. Susan sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over to her brother. She kissed him and then said, "Slip those shorts off." Susan then pulled her T-shirt over her head, exposing those beautifully formed 34B breasts and the dark V covering the lips of her wet, aching pussy to his view. As Paul pulled his briefs down his legs, Susan was treated to the sight of his thick majestic eight-inch spear pointing at the ceiling. She marveled at the purple cap shaped like a helmet with those thick, pulsing veins accentuating the shaft.

Susan slipped onto the bed and kissed him again. Paul cupped one of her breasts, feeling the firm texture of the soft skin. Rubbing her hands across his chest, Susan said, "Let me show you were it really feels good." She grabbed Paul's wrist and pulled his hand to her pussy. She rubbed his hand against her vulva. She ground it against his hand. Susan reached down and guided his middle finger into her slit. He instinctively started to slide the finger in and out. She guided that finger up to the little nub that they later would learn was her clitoris. As he flicked his fingernail against it, an electric-like shock shot through her body.

Susan squirmed as Paul toyed with her. She exclaimed, "Put two fingers in there and use your thumb on that spot. Oh, please." Paul followed her instructions. Susan began to whimper and finally had to put her hand in her mouth to stifle the sounds of her impending orgasm. She finally felt the rush of her orgasm reach its heights and then the intensity began to subside. When she caught her breath, she kissed Paul again and began to fondle his erect phallus. She then began to stoke it slowly. As she increased the pace of her strokes, she noticed the liquid oozing from the end of his cock. Susan asked, "Have you got something to clean this up with?" Paul was unable to speak; he simply cocked his head toward a T-shirt lying next to him on the bed. Her hand strokes continued to speed up and in a very short time he was arching his hips in time to her strokes.

Finally he could feel the churning in his balls and he exclaimed, "Here it comes. Oh, god. Yes." Susan reached for the T-shirt just before he erupted. She was able to use the shirt to catch most of his cum as it spewed out of the end of his cock. Some of it was spilled on his belly and a little was on her fingers. Susan wiped the remaining cum off of his belly with the shirt and licked her fingers clean. Then she kissed him again and he rubbed one of her boobs.

Susan then said, "I think you're getting to like playing with my tits; aren't you?"

"Yes. They're really nice."

"You know it really feels good when you do me with your fingers, but I kind of like licking your stuff off of my fingers."

Susan kissed him again and then reached for her own T-shirt. She stood up and slid the shirt over her head. She said, "I had better get back to my own room." Susan unlocked the door and disappeared across the hall.

For the next couple of nights, the two teenagers had each worked long into the night on their papers and had not had an opportunity to get together again. On Friday morning, Susan was awake and busy typing at six o'clock in the morning. She was about halfway through typing the final copy of her term paper. She wanted to have as much of it as possible finished this morning before she left for school, so that her mother could review it and proofread it today before her parents left for Chicago.

Paul was awake, getting ready for school. The final copy of his term paper was sitting on the desk for his mother to look at today. He would have the entire weekend to make any corrections to it. They each had dates tonight, but they would have the entire house to themselves tomorrow. Hopefully, Susan would have enough of her paper done that she and Paul could spend some time together.

The twins each left a copy of their term papers with their mother as they headed out to school. Today the two of them left together. As they were walking down the street, Paul asked, "How much more do you have to go on your paper?"

"I have about six more pages to type in final form. Plus whatever I have to do after Mom proofs it. How about you?"

"Mine is all in final form. Unless Mom finds a lot of major errors in it, I should be able to finish it up in about an hour or so."

The two of them had an uneventful day at school and returned home to see what their mother had found wrong with their papers. Paul was very happy to find that he would only have to make a few corrections on his. No pages would have to be retyped. Susan found that her mother had found hers to be in pretty good shape. The biggest problem was typing the pages that were only in draft form. Susan said, "Mom, when you get home on Sunday, will you be able to proof this again, so I can make the last minute corrections in time to turn it in on Monday."

Her mother replied, "Yes, I can do it. You had better hope that I don't find too much though. You're liable to be up half of the night on Sunday."

Susan said, "That's fine. I'll just have to catch up on my sleep next week. I don't have anything else pressing until finals start."

The two of them went back to work on their papers until it was time to leave for their dates that night. They had each taken time off to say good-bye to their parents when they left for Chicago.

Paul climbed into his mother's car at about six-thirty and drove off to pick up his date. He had been going with Karen Whitley for about three months. He really enjoyed her company, but the farthest he had gotten with her were a few bare tit necking sessions. They went to a movie that night and he enjoyed kissing her and rubbing her fully clothed breasts a few times. After the movie, Paul parked the car in an empty parking lot about a block from Karen's house. They kissed passionately for a while and he worked his hand under her blouse and began feeling her bra-covered breasts for a while. She protested a little bit when he started to slip his hand under her bra. Reluctantly, she allowed him to play with her bare tit for a few minutes. She pulled his hand away and pushed her tit back in her bra. At about ten fifteen she told him that he should take her home. He complied with her request and drove to her home. After he kissed Karen goodnight, Paul drove home and went straight to bed.

Susan had dressed for her date in a pair of shorts and a fairly tight fitting knit top. She decided that there was no need for a bra. She was picked up by her date, Bill Manley, about ten minutes after Paul had left. They went to play miniature golf and then stopped for a burger. Bill had selected a secluded place to park after they had eaten and they began to kiss passionately. Susan had him slide the car seat all of the way back so that there was room for her to maneuver her body against his. Bill started to caress one of her breasts through the fabric of her top. She could feel her nipples growing at his touch and she could feel his hardness pressing against her leg. Bill slid his hand under the hem of her top and worked his hand up to her bare breast. She positioned her body so that her crotch was rubbing against his hardened member. As Bill kneaded one of her breasts, Susan ran her hand up his thigh. When she reached his balls, Bill started to squirm. He removed his hand from her breast and a few minutes later he suggested that they should be going.

Bill took Susan home and, after kissing her good-bye at the front door, he went home. Susan went inside and made sure that the house was locked up. She had seen her mother's car in the driveway, so she knew that Paul was home. She went directly to her bedroom and started to undress for bed. She threw her shorts and top in the corner and sat down on the bed. She had been frustrated this evening by the fact Bill was content to just fondle her breasts. She had hoped that he would want to suck on them. She couldn't figure out why he suddenly lost interest when she tried to rub his balls. Clad in just her panties, she went across the hall to Paul's room.

Without knocking, she walked directly into his room. Somewhat startled and half-asleep, Paul said, "Who's not knocking now. ... Whoa dressed like that; you don't ever have to knock."

Pulling back Paul's covers, Susan saw that her brother had already become semi-hard. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she said, "I hope that you had a more satisfying evening than I did."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean; did you get very far with Karen?"

"No, shortly after I slid my hand under her bra, she asked me to take her home."

"Well, I found a way to stop his hesitation to try to get under my bra. I didn't wear one. I thought that things were going pretty good. He was rubbing one bare tit, until I started to rub his crotch through his pants. He quit playing with my tit and took me home. God, I was starting to feel so good and then he quit."

Susan laid down on the bed and kissed her brother and then said, "Will you make me feel better?"

Paul didn't answer. He just began massaging one breast with one hand and slid the other hand down to her panty-clad pussy. Susan resumed kissing him and Paul began to slide his hand under the waistband of her panties. Susan raised her legs in the air and was able to reach her panties to pull them off. When they were discarded, Paul again, began playing with her pussy. He had learned from the time before. He was working two fingers into her while an occasional flick of his thumb stimulated her clitoris. While he was fingering her pussy with one hand, he was working on her tits with the other hand and with his mouth. Susan began to work on getting his underwear off of him. When she had him naked and his cock standing out like a lance, she said, "I want you inside of me. I want to feel it throb and shoot inside of me.

Not removing his hand from her cunt, Paul said, "I don't have anything -- you know -- a condom."

"You've never done it before; you don't have anything that I can catch."

"But what about getting you pregnant?"

"Last time that I went to the doctor, he convinced Mom to let me go on the pill. Said it would make my period more regular."

"Are you sure that you want to do this?"

"Yes, please. I'm ready, now."

Paul rolled her to her back and positioned himself between her legs. He began to ease his fat eight-inch piece of meat between the lips of her virgin pussy. He slid it in until he met some resistance and then he stopped. He pulled it part way out and then started to push in again. He again stopped when he met some resistance. This time when he pulled back, Susan grabbed his ass and pulled him forward. A sharp pain went through Susan's groin and as quick as it came, it was gone. The pain was replaced by a sensation that was more pleasurable than she had ever imagined. Paul was also experiencing a pleasure like he had never had before. He now had his cock as far into her pussy as he could. He started stroking in and out and suddenly he felt a churning in his balls and he began to unload his cum into her tight slippery pussy.

Paul quickly pumped a load into his sister's freshly deflowered pussy. When his load was emptied and his hard cock had begun to shrink in Susan's cunt, he resumed massaging her boobs and kissing her on the mouth. Paul started to move his mouth to her tits and began sucking and chewing on one of the globes. Arching her back to force her breast deeper into her mouth, Susan said, "I knew that I should have done you with my hand first. I was just starting to feel real good when you finished. I hope that you can get ready to do it again real soon."

With a puzzled look on his face, Paul asked, "Didn't you like it?"

"Oh, I loved it. I was feeling so good. Just when I thought that I was getting to where I was the other night, you finished. But I didn't. This time maybe you'll last longer and I'll get there."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry; just keep sucking my tits and play with my pussy some. When it gets hard, we'll try again."

Even as Susan spoke, Paul's thick cock was coming back to life. He continued to nibble on her breasts and reached his hand down to her furry muff and began to stroke her outer lips. Eventually he slid one and then two fingers into her wet channel. Paul stroked his fingers in and out of her pussy while he occasionally flicked her clit with his thumb. Susan was busy stroking his semi-hard member trying to bring it back to life. After several minutes Paul become rock hard again. Sensing that he had reached full erection, Susan stopped stroking him because she didn't want him shooting early this time. She wanted his seed exploding inside her and wanted a longer ride this time. When she took her hand off of his hard cock, she rolled him to his back and continued to try to force an entire tit into his mouth. Paul was relishing the taste of his twin's tit in his mouth and tried to accommodate her by taking as much as possible into his mouth.

The pace of Paul's fingers working in and out of her pussy had Susan nearing orgasm already. She desperately wanted to cum, but she needed his hard pulsing dick in her pussy when she did. Paul was on his back, so Susan straddled his spear and started to slide her slippery pussy down the shaft. This time Paul met no resistance so he arched his hips to drive it all of the way into her tight snatch on the first stroke. As much as he tried to fuck in and out at a rapid pace, the fact that Susan was on top and controlling the pace prevented him from doing so. She slowly rode up and down on his dick for several strokes until the urgency of her impending orgasm overcame her. The young girl began to moan louder as each stoke was completed. She was now bucking up and down on her brother's cock at a very rapid pace. As she reached the peak of her orgasm, she started to scream and call out her brother's name.

Her first orgasm, not manually induced, was a violent one and Susan knew immediately that sex was something that she would never tire of. Paul then erupted with his second load of cum of the evening. Before she had climbed on top of his dick, Susan had felt some of the sticky liquid coating the insides of her thighs; now, however, cum was leaking profusely from her cunt. Susan collapsed on her brother's chest with his semi-hard dick still inside of her. She kissed his mouth as the two of them rolled to their sides, still locked in a tight embrace. She looked into her brother's eyes and said, "Paul, that was fantastic. I love you so much and I hope that we never have to stop doing this. The first time kind of left me hanging, but I have heard that that happens to guys pretty regularly when it is their first time. But you were great this time."

Still short of breath, Paul said, "The second time was better for me too. That first time, your pussy was so warm and tight that I just couldn't hold back. If we're going to keep doing this, we'll have to make sure that Mom and Dad aren't home -- I think that the neighbors heard you tonight."

"I'll just have to learn to be more quiet. The other night, when I got off using my fingers, I had to stuff my fist in my mouth to stifle the moans."

Kissing his sister again, Paul asked, "Will you stay here in my bed tonight? I don't want you to leave my arms tonight."

Hugging Paul tighter, Susan said, "Yes, I want to stay in you arms tonight. Remember, though, I have a term paper to finish in the morning. We'll have plenty of time after I've finished for more sex." The two naked teenagers remained cuddled together as they drifted off to sleep.

After a restful night of sleep, Susan woke up on Saturday morning still entwined in her brother's arms. She laid there for several minutes gazing at him and then kissed his lips gently. At the touch of her lips, Paul's eyes opened and a broad smile crossed his face. He ardently returned her kiss and began to caress one of her breasts. Susan pulled away slightly and said, "We'll have plenty of time for that later; remember, I have a term paper to finish this morning and so do you. But, first, I want to take a shower." She crawled out of bed and started for the door. Just before reaching the door, Susan paused and looked back at Paul and said, "You can join me if you want." In a flash Paul was out of bed and was following her down the hall toward the bathroom. In the bathroom, Susan adjusted the water temperature and the two of them stepped into the shower. Paul began to soap his sister's body, paying particular attention to her delectable breasts and the dark hair covering her pubic area. Susan was apparently quite interested in getting some more cock that day from the attention that she was paying to washing his erect dick.

Susan had intended to take a quick shower and then get to work on her paper but the ministrations of her brother with his bar of soap was getting her quite aroused. After soaping her pussy for several minutes, Paul had given up the pretext and dropped the soap. He was now sliding two fingers feverishly into that tight hole and Susan was slowly working her fist up and down on his cock. With his free hand, he was working alternately on her tits. Without releasing his cock from her hand, Susan turned and kissed her brother. He removed his fingers from her cunt and began to squeeze her ass and pulled her closer to him. The two of them began to kiss and Susan tried to pull his erect phallus toward her tight, dripping twat. Because of the four-inch difference in their heights, she could not match them up. Paul slowly bent his knees until their crotches were at the same level.




Paul and Susan



Susan guided his cock into her open and waiting pussy. Paul hunched his ass forward and was buried to the hilt in her pussy. She put her arms around his neck and he stood up straight lifting her feet from the shower stall floor. She wrapped her legs around the back of his ass and ground their crotches together. He reached down and grabbed her ass and started to slowly slide her up and down on his shaft. As Paul worked his cock in and out of her dripping pussy, Susan was tightening and loosening her legs around his ass to increase the sensation of that thick piece of meat sliding in and out of her tight channel. Unlike the night before, Paul was displaying surprising restraint this morning. Well before he was ready to unload, Susan started to moan. At first, the moans were very low and at a slow pace, but as the intensity of her approaching cum increased, she began moaning much louder and eventually the moans turned to screams. Paul was feeling the, now familiar, churning in his balls and began to slam his cock into her at a much more rapid pace.

Paul turned to place his sister's ass against the shower stall wall and began to jackhammer his cock into her pussy. At last, he erupted, coating the inner walls of her pussy with his spunk. The two of them remained standing with her arms and legs wrapped around him and Paul supporting her by holding her ass-cheeks with his now semi-hard cock still within the walls of her love box. After kissing and holding each other for several seconds, Susan let her legs drop from around his ass and Paul eased her back to the floor. They held each other for a short time until Susan said, "As much as I want to keep doing this all day, I have work to do and I want some breakfast."

They rinsed off and got out of the shower. After drying off, she followed Paul to his bedroom. Paul reached into a dresser drawer for a pair of briefs to put on and Susan retrieved her panties that were lying by his bed. As she picked them up, she said, "Can't leave any evidence behind." Still naked, she walked out of the room. Paul pulled on his briefs and followed his sister to her room. Susan placed her panties in her dirty clothesbasket and took a clean T-shirt from her dresser. Pulling it over her head, she headed for the kitchen with Paul following close behind. The two of them fixed some toast and had some juice and relaxed at the kitchen table for a few minutes. It was now nearly eight o'clock and Susan asked, "How long do you think it will take you to finish your paper?"

Paul responded, "About an hour or two. How about you?"

"Shit, who knows? For sure all morning and maybe a good part of the afternoon."

"Well, when I'm finished, maybe I can give you a hand."

"Thanks, but I don't think that a hand is what you want to give me."

"That too. But, I will help you, if you want.

"We'll see when you finish how far along that I am. But now, it's time for work. Those papers aren't going to finish themselves.

The two of them went to their separate rooms and began work on their papers. After about an hour and a half, Paul had finished his paper. He crossed the hall to his sister's room. Susan was busy at her typewriter working on the last chapter of her paper. When Paul entered the room, she looked over her shoulder and asked, "How is yours coming?"

"I'm finished, until Mom finds more mistakes."

"Smart ass. I haven't even finished writing mine and I've got a whole lot of corrections to make on the parts that Mom has proofread."

"Our typewriters are the same. So if you give me the pages that have to be corrected, I can do that while you finish writing the last part of it."

"That sounds good to me."

Susan got up from the chair and started to put together a sheaf of papers for Paul to work on. She started to hand him the pile of papers. Paul reached out as if to take the papers from her; but, instead, he reached out to squeeze one of her boobs. Her nipples immediately hardened and she glanced down to see that his cock was hardening in his briefs. As much as she wanted it, she knew that she had to finish her work, so she pulled away and said, "Not now, Paul. I want to have sex as much as you do, but I have got to get this finished. I'll tell you what; you help me finish this damn paper and I'll give you a blowjob and then we'll spend the rest of the day in bed. Okay?"

The mention of a blowjob brought his cock to full erection and it strained against the fabric of his underwear. Only in his fantasies had he ever thought about the possibility of a blowjob. He took the papers from Susan and said, "Do I get to eat your pussy, too?"

Now the young girl's pussy started to juice. She had read about cunnilingus and she had heard girls talking about it at school. She had not really considered it before; but now the thought of it intrigued her. She was on the verge of taking a break from her homework; but the urgency of the task at hand made her think better of it. She sensed that if she succumbed to the temptation of sex that she would not get back to her paper until the next day. After a long hesitation, she simply said, "You've got a deal." She handed Paul the papers and quickly explained what needed to be done with them. Some pages would require 'white out' and the insertion of a word or two on the typewriter, while others would require that the entire page be retyped. Paul headed out the door and went to his room to complete his assigned task. When he left, Susan sat down in her chair and rubbed her pussy for a few seconds and returned to the job in front of her.

Shortly before noon, she finished reviewing her morning's accomplishments and seemed to be satisfied with her work. She arose from her desk and walked toward her brother's room. The door was open, so she stuck her head in and asked, "How are you coming?"

"Pretty close to being finished."

"Good. I'm going to fix myself a hamburger. Do you want me to fix one for you?

"Fix me a couple. I'll be out in a few minutes."

Susan walked to the kitchen and started preparing lunch for the two of them. While the hamburgers were cooking, she found a bag of potato chips and put them on the table. She was just putting the hamburgers on the table when Paul entered the kitchen. She reached into the refrigerator and grabbed a couple of soft drinks for them and placed them on the table. She said, "Such as it is; lunch is served."

Sitting down, Paul said, "Looks good to me. How are you coming on your paper?"

"I have finally got it finished. How are you doing on the corrections?"

"Probably about ten minutes to go. All of the pages that have to be retyped are done. I only have a few minor corrections to finish on the other pages."

The twins sat at the table and chatted while they ate their lunch. When he had finished eating, Paul stood up and said, "I going back to finish up those last corrections."

Susan started picking up the plates from the table and said, "I'll clean up here and I'll be in shortly."

Paul headed back toward his room and Susan finished cleaning up the kitchen table. Their mother's penchant for always cleaning up the kitchen table after every meal had rubbed off on Susan, so she had to make sure that she had cleaned up after herself before she went to see her brother. When the table was clean, the paper plates were disposed of and the frying pan was washed, she returned to her own room. She closed the door behind herself and rubbed her bare pussy beneath the hem of her T-shirt. She thought to herself, "God, I'm so horny. I hope that Paul is finished with that paper when I get over there. I can't believe this; a week ago the most sexual satisfaction that I had ever had was when I fingered myself in bed at night after a boy friend had gotten me worked up on a date. I had never had a real orgasm until this week. Now I've fucked my brother twice last night and once this morning and I'm anxious to fuck him again. But first, I get to find out what it is like to give him a blowjob -- and he said that he is going to eat my pussy. Damn, I'm glad that Mom and Dad are gone for the week-end." She walked across the room and removed her T-shirt. She dropped it in the dirty clothesbasket and walked, naked, across the hall to Paul's room.

Paul had finished his work on his sister's paper and was getting the pages in order when she walked into the room. He set the papers down and his jaw dropped as he saw the beautiful, nude form of the nubile young girl standing before him. As he stood to take in the beauty of the sight before him, he realized that he had sprung a full-blown, rock-hard erection that threatened to rip the fabric of the jockey shorts that he was wearing. That fact was not lost on Susan as she was almost drooling at the sight of his tented briefs. She crossed the room and sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "How much more do you have to do?"

Ogling his sister, Paul answered, "I'm finished. I just put them all back in order."

"If you're ready for you reward, get those shorts off and get up here on the bed."

Paul skinned his briefs down his legs and climbed to the middle of the bed. He laid flat on his back and his cock pointed straight at the ceiling. Susan leaned over and kissed him on the mouth and began to work her tongue into his mouth. As he kneaded her breasts, she reached down and began to massage his balls. Although she looked forward to sucking his cock, as promised, she felt a little trepidation at trying something so bold. She continued to kiss him and then moved to his neck. Slowly, she started working her way down his body, stopping first to lick and kiss his nipples. Paul was somewhat surprised by his feelings when his sister orally worked on his nipples. He was previously unaware that he could get such an erotic sensation from having his nipples kissed. When she moved down his torso and paused to run her tongue through his belly button, he began to arch his hips. He began to fear that the erotic sensations he was feeling would cause him to cum before she reached his cock.

She moved lower until her nose was in his pubic hair. She began to kiss his body all around his groin and finally reached his balls. She slowly licked every inch of his ball sack. The anticipation of having her lips locked around his cock was driving Paul wild. He was now convinced that if she didn't get her mouth on his cock that he was going to shoot off hard enough to leave cum stains on the ceiling. Susan, unaware of his concerns, continued to slowly kiss and lick his balls. She then moved to the base of the shaft and started to lick her way up the shaft of his throbbing cock. Paul began to relax a little now, sensing that she would soon have her lips wrapped around his dick. After covering his entire shaft with her saliva, Susan took the head of his cock into her mouth. The thickness of the shaft made it difficult for her to take the whole thing between her lips. After getting the head of his cock and a small part of the shaft between her lips, she began to relax her jaw muscles and more of the shaft entered her mouth.

She began to work his cock in and out of her mouth until suddenly the head reached the back of her mouth and probed the opening to her throat. A small part of his dick had still not gotten into her mouth, but she knew that, at least today, she would not be able to take any more of it into her mouth. She began to slowly work her mouth up and down on the shaft and Paul tried feverishly to drive more of it into her throat. She started to feel liquid oozing into her mouth and this signaled to her that he was about to cum. She eased off until only about half of his cock was in her mouth until she felt warm liquid forcefully splashing at the opening to her throat and the back of her mouth. She quickly started to swallow as fast as he could shoot. She managed to get most of it down her throat, but small amounts of cum dripped out of the sides of her mouth. When she was satisfied that she had sucked him dry, she took her mouth off of his softening phallus and used her tongue to try to capture the escaping cum as it oozed from the corners of her mouth. She then licked the cum from her fingers, relishing its taste.

Susan then moved up his body and drove one tit into his mouth and Paul began sucking on it. He rolled her to her back and resumed sucking first one tit and then the other. He moved from her boobs to her navel and ran his tongue through it. Then raising his head and looking into her eyes, he said, "Now, it's time for the rest of my reward."

As Paul dropped his head and resumed kissing her belly, Susan thought, "Damn, he going to do it. He's going to eat my pussy." He continued to kiss and lick her belly. She was running her fingers through his hair and when he had moved between her legs and his tongue entered the lips of her pussy, she pulled his head tight against her. Paul worked his tongue in and out of her pussy and then remembering how she had liked the sensation when he used his fingers, he flicked her clitoris with his tongue. The sensation of Paul's tongue on her clit caused her to arch her hips upward and pull harder on his head, almost pulling his nose into her pussy. As he continued to alternately lick at her pussy lips and then he would drive his entire tongue up into her pussy, then he would occasionally run his tongue over her clit a couple of times. Susan was becoming so aroused that she now had her legs locked around the back of his head. She began her usual moans that increased in crescendo until she was screaming at the top of her lungs until, suddenly, she was silent and went limp on the bed. A little concerned, Paul moved up her body and kissed his sister. As he did so he saw a broad smile cross her face and she wrapped her arms around him.

As Paul caressed one of her breasts, she said, "I didn't think that it was possible to cum that hard. The excitement of sucking your cock and then having my pussy eaten was really a turn-on. I can see that you're ready for more sex right now. ... God, is that thing hard twenty-four hours a day?  I need some time to catch my breath. Okay?"

Kissing his sister, Paul said, "I can wait. Let's just lay here in each others' arms for a while."

She smiled and said, "Thanks, Paul. I love you."

Rolling to his side and pulling his sister closer to him, he said, "I love you too, Sis."

The two of them lay quietly together for about fifteen minutes as Paul gently ran one hand up and down her back, occasionally caressing her ass. When she had caught her breath, Susan started to kiss her brother and took Paul's hand that was caressing her back and placed it on one of her breasts. She began to feverishly kiss him. He continued to play with her breasts with one hand and slid the other between her legs and began to toy with her pussy. Paul was content to wait until he was sure that she was ready before sinking his shaft into her. After about thirty minutes or more of playing with and sucking her boobs and fingering her pussy, she grabbed his ass and started pulling his crotch toward hers. Paul moved between her legs and began to slowly insert his cock into her. He slowly worked his cock in and out of her pussy. Since they had already fucked earlier in the morning and she had given him a mind-blowing blowjob this afternoon, he did not feel an urgent need to cum in a hurry. After a long, slow fuck Susan began to moan again as another orgasm began to engulf her. This one, though not as intense as the earlier one, was nonetheless quite enjoyable. As she was reaching the heights of this orgasm, Paul began to unload into her.

The two of them laid together kissing each other and cuddling for some time. Finally, Susan said, "I'm thirsty. I think that I am going to get a soft drink. Do you want one?"

Sitting up, Paul replied, "That sounds like a good idea. I'll come with you." The two of them got out of bed and, without bothering to dress, walked to the kitchen. Susan took two soft drinks from the refrigerator and they both sat at the table.

As they sipped their drinks, Susan said, "Don't we make quite a sight? Here we sit at the kitchen table, freshly fucked and naked."

"Wouldn't we make a great sight, if someone were to walk in?"

"Well, if anyone comes in, it will be a burglar. I locked all of the doors when I came home last night and the only other ones with keys are Mom, Dad, John and Becky. I don't expect any of them will be coming in soon."

"You know, Susan, I have really enjoyed last night and today. I hope that we can keep doing this for a long time."

"I think that we can. We just have to be careful that others don't find out. There are a lot of people that would disapprove of what we are doing. Another thing, until I can learn to cum without making so much noise, we are going to have to make sure that no one else is here."

"We should be able to find opportunities and Mom and Dad will probably go to Fairchild next week-end to bring Becky home from school."

"As long as we're careful, we should be all right. There's one other thing that I need for you to promise me, if we're going to keep having sex."

"What's that?"

"If you start having sex with someone else, you will wear a condom when you're with me. There are getting be too many diseases in the world these days and now people other than drug users and gays are getting AIDS. If I start making you wear a condom, that will mean that I am having sex with someone else."

"I can agree with that. But what I can't understand is a woman even willing to talk about either partner having sex with someone else. Most women, particularly those our age, insist on true love and monogamy."

"I am not so naïve that I don't think that you would hop in bed with Karen the minute you got a chance. No, I don't think, at least at this point in my life, that I could have sex just for the sake of having sex. I would have to have a strong emotional attachment to the guy before I could go to bed with him. You're my brother and I love you very much. But, if Bill can ever get over his fear or shyness or both, I probably would have sex with him. If I am not in love with him, it is the closest that I have ever been. If I ever get the idea that you think that I am just a warm place to stick your dick that will be the end of it. You won't get any more. As long as I enjoy it, and you and I still love each other, I'm willing to keep having sex with you." 

Paul stood up and walked over to Susan and kissed her. After a brief kiss and a couple of feels of her breasts, he said, "I will always love you. I hope that as things change in our lives over the next few years, that this is the one thing that will always stay the same.  I am going to go in and lay down for a while. When you're ready, come and join me. That is, if you want to." Susan merely nodded and then turned to watch his bare ass wiggle as he plodded down the hall. Paul went back to his bedroom and lay down on his bed and was half-asleep when Susan crawled in bed next to him. They lay together for some time just enjoying the feel of each other and each other's company. About six-thirty, they called and ordered a pizza. When Susan put on a robe to answer the door when the pizza was delivered, she realized that this was the first time that she had had any clothes on since noon. The twins relaxed as they ate their pizza and then returned to bed. They had sex twice more that night before falling asleep in each other's arms, again.

It was past nine o'clock when Susan opened her eyes on this Sunday morning. She glanced over and saw that her brother's cock was half-hard, even in his sleep. The temptation was too great; she bent over and took his cock into her mouth and started to gently suck. The pleasure that he felt in his loins brought Paul to full erection. He looked at his sister who was facing away from him while sucking his cock. He grabbed her leg and pulled it over his face until her beautiful pussy was sitting directly over his face. He began to lap at the lips of her pussy. The two young lovers lay there orally ministering to each other until they each reached orgasm. They spent another two hours in bed satisfying each other sexually until Susan realized how late it was getting to be. Jumping out of bed, she said, "When Mom called last night, she said that they would be home shortly after noon. We have to get dressed and try to make things look normal around here." They two of them quickly got into the shower. Although they did take some time to fondle each other in the shower, they knew that they did not have time for any serious sex play. They finished dressing and while attempting to make sure that there were no signs in Paul's room of Susan spending the weekend there, they realized that they would have to wash Paul's sheets. They quickly got them in the washing machine and decided that if any questions were asked that they would say that Paul spilled soda on his bed.