8 comments/ 59556 views/ 7 favorites Tawndie's B-day Bash By: TawndieWahengle The morning of my 18th birthday I am awakened not by my alarm clock, but the way I've been awakened the morning of every birthday I can remember. By a very boisterous, if badly out of tune chorus of "Happy Birthday to You". I suppose I should be grateful that they seem to have finally abandoned the completely juvenile "you live in a zoo" version for the regular "Happy Birthday Dear Tawndie". Even so, they still sound crappy at 6:00 in the morning. "Geez you guys," I groan as I roll over and stick my tongue out at the grinning faces of my dad and three of my brothers, "you'd think after all these birthdays you'd be a bit more in tune. I thought practice was supposed to make perfect." "Yeah well, that's whatcha get for thinking." Tony says as he ruffles my hair. "C'mon Tawn, get that cute little fanny out of bed, unless you wanna be late for school... again." my dad says, and the whole crew laughs. My punctuality, or rather lack of it, is a running joke in my family. The only thing I ever seem to be on time for is my period. "Yeah well," I mimic Tony "if you dorks would get out of my room, I'd be happy to kick it into gear." "Ok boys, let's give the little lady her privacy." Daddy says as he herds Tony, Sam and Chris out the door. As Daddy stops to give me a peck on the forehead, I hear Chris joke, "It's nothing we haven't seen before." That's true enough, I think to myself as I throw back my covers and sit up for a good stretch, before heading to the shower. Growing up the only sister to 5 older brothers, privacy was almost non-existent. That's just as well, I suppose, since in the fall I'll be trading the lack of privacy here with that of a college dorm. Well, at least in the dorm, it would only be girls catching me at inopportune moments. I giggle to myself as I adjust the temp in the shower, THAT might be fun. As I step under the warm water, I realize that, wow, I'm 18 now. I'm old enough to vote, get married, and rent porn. Still not old enough to drink, but that's never stopped me from nipping a beer or two from the fridge when no one was looking. I soap up my neck and arms, standing out of the water so the lather doesn't get washed away. I massage my soapy breasts, one in each hand, feeling their weight. They're a C-cup, which isn't huge, but they sit atop my 32" chest nicely, I think. I'm not the only one who thinks so, either. I've heard my brothers' friends talking about me. On more than one occasion that kind of talk led to someone leaving with a bloody nose. I travel on to my pussy, which is in serious need of a shave. The stubble has been driving me crazy for a couple of days now, but I haven't had the time to do anything about it. I grab the shaving gel and rub it between my hands before slathering it on my lips. Then I gently go to work with my razor. Shaving my pussy is pretty new to me. I'd heard some of the girls at school talking about it one day and thought, hey, why not. The first time it took for freaking ever. And omg, it itched like hell the next day. I thought, there's no way I'd do that again, but I did. Mostly because I couldn't stand the stubble, but also because I really loved the feel of my bare snatch. And the more I did it, the less it bothered me. I'm starting to get pretty good at it too, plus, it still gets me horny as hell. So I make a couple of passes around my clit while I'm rinsing off. You know, with all of my brothers' friends that have come and gone since I've hit puberty, I can't believe I'm still a freaking virgin. It's so frustrating, I could just... oh crap, there goes the hot water. As I suspected, I was in the shower for entirely too long, and the boys and my dad are gone when I come downstairs for breakfast. There is a card on the table that reads "Happy Birthday Tawndie. Have a great day at school. The boys and I have an awesome party planned for tonight. Love, Dad". I grin. My dad has always had great parties for us kids. 'Course we're not kids anymore. Now Tawndie-the-youngest is all grown up. I pour myself a bowl of cereal and glance at the fridge as I open the door for the milk. I pause for a moment to really look at the photo of my mom that my dad has kept on the door all these years. I look absolutely nothing like her. Chad and Billy look most like her, with their wavy black hair and super blue eyes. They were her first born, twins, but not identical. Which is probably a good thing for us all, because they would have totally been the pranking kind. They're 25 and have been away from home for about 6 years now. They live nearby, and they're never more than a phone call away. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to get rid of the other three that easily. Tony's next to the oldest at 23, then Sam, he's 20. Chris looks the most like me, and since we're only 10 months apart, people often ask if we're twins. Sometimes I'm so tempted to say, why no, we're not, our parents just liked to fuck like rabbits. Of course being the polite young lady that I am, I haven't...yet. We don't talk about our mother much. She died when I was almost two, and I really don't remember her. Dad was only 27 when he became a widower, and there have been a bunch of women over the years who'd like to be the new Mrs. Wahengle, but Dad's never been interested in finding anyone to replace mom. He's always saying he's got his hands full with kids and work, and I know that's true. I put my bowl in the sink and glance at the clock on the stove. Shit, late again. No time to pack a lunch, as I grab the car keys and scram. My best friend Jessica meets me at our locker with a huge hug and a "Happy Birthday, Tawn". Jessica and I have been best buds practically all our lives, since the day we met in preschool. She had got into some of her mother's gum, and when she got tired of it, she was kind enough to stick the glob, and her hand, in my cute, red curls. Somehow, by the time that sticky situation was resolved, we were the best of friends. Like all best buds, though, we have our "off days", and on those days I swear she only likes me 'cause she hopes to get laid by one of my brothers. She links her arm through mine as we walk to class and asks, "So what amazing b-day stuff does your dad have up his sleeve this year?" "I haven't the first clue. All I heard was that it's going to be 'awesome'. Chad and Billy will be there, too. I haven't seen them in a couple of weeks, now." Jessica sighs, and I know I've lost her for the day now. For the last 10 years I've had to listen to her increasingly explicit fantasies about Chad and Billy. I roll my eyes and head to French, where I'm slapped in the face with a pop quiz. Which I sincerely hope I pass, but I'm not holding my breath, as I do not seem to be destined to parlez anything other than anglais. The rest of my morning classes go without incident, leading to lunch with Jessica. I select a salad from the meager cafeteria choices, and Jessica drives me crazy with her chatter about Chad and Billy. Geez whiz, I pity her when any of my brothers get married. She'll probably go into mourning for a month. Somehow I manage to get through the rest of the day without having to hear my brothers' virtues extolled too much. For all that I bitch about my friends drooling over my brothers, I have to admit it makes me proud. Even I can appreciate their awesome bods. Every one of them have been working in my dad's construction business since they had summer jobs there at age 16. Between that and all the sports they played in school, they were the object of more girls' desires than I really care to think about. I pull into the driveway and notice that the gang's all here. I just hope they saved me some cake this time. The front door opens as I get near and I'm swept up into a bear hug by Chad. "How's my baby sis? Ready to party down?" I pull him down and give him a big kiss on the cheek. "You know it brother! Just let me have a shower and remove all the school yuck, 'k?" Chad pulls away in mock disgust and tries to fling the imaginary school goo off his arms. "Ew, warn a guy next time." I giggle as I turn to head upstairs, but not fast enough to avoid his smack on my ass. I feel the color rush to my cheeks...both sets. God damn that Jessica, she needs to keep her thoughts to herself. I put my auburn waves up in a pony tail, so I can just take a quick shower. Seriously, last year they truly did eat my cake, and I'm not giving them an excuse this year. I hop out of the shower and don my robe, which barely covers my ass. The ass that still feels warm from Chad's smack. I plan to dart to my bedroom, but I'm ambushed as soon as I step out of the bathroom. It's Chris. "Hey babe, you better get downstairs. Dad says it can't wait." I roll my eyes, it's my most versatile expression Daddy says. "Arg. Will you bring me a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, pleeeeease?" Chris gives me a hug. "For you babe, anything." I walk into the game room wondering what in the hell could possibly be so important that it couldn't wait 5 minutes. "Belly up to the bar, little lady, and have yerself a drink." Daddy says in his intentionally horrible John Wayne imitation. I grin in spite of myself. "You do make my favorite Shirley Temples. Plenty of cherries." Daddy slides me a glass, "How about a rum and coke for the birthday girl?". "Whoa, Daddy, seriously?", I almost swallow my gum, then decide I better spit it out. Now it's Daddy's turn to roll his eyes. "Oh please, it's not like you've never nipped one of my beers out of the fridge." Omg, does this man read minds? I try the rum and coke, and it must be the world's weakest, but I'm happy that Daddy thinks I'm ready to share in the fun with the boys. "C'mon Daddy," I say as I walk to the couch, "bring your drink and tell me about your day." We often sit together, him with his drink and me with my Shirley Temple, and he tells me tales about his day. The boys usually spend the evening trying to beat each other at pool, or foosball, or video games, or sometimes they just wrestle around until I'm pretty sure someone will wind up in the hospital, and Daddy has to threaten to throw them in the pool to get them to stop. Daddy steps from behind the bar wearing his beach towel. "Oh Daddy," I pout "you went for a dip without me." Daddy shakes his head. "I tried, but the water is way to cold." He settles next to me, puts his arm around my shoulder, and tells me about his day. I lay my head back and smile, sipping my drink and listening. When my glass is empty, I get up to take it to the bar, but Daddy takes it from me and sets it on the side table. He takes my hand. "Come here Tawndie, sit on your old man's lap." I hop on his lap like I did when I was little, straddling him. I guess I'm a little fuzzy from the rum, 'cause I totally forget that I'm only wearing this skimpy ass robe. "Daddy, you know you're not old." I say as I lean forward to kiss his cheek. At least I meant to kiss his cheek. Instead my lips find his mouth. God his lips are soft. I kiss them again, so gently, barely touching really. Daddy catches his breath. Then he's kissing my lips, just as gently. I put my hands around his neck and pull him closer. The next time our lips meet, my mouth opens just a tad. I lick his top lip, so softly, and then I dip my tongue just inside Daddy's mouth and his tongue meets mine. The sensation is electric, and I can barely breathe for a moment. I expect him to stop me at any time. I expect him to be angry at me, to be shocked and appalled, but I can't stop myself. We kiss so lightly, each of our tongues caressing the other. I'm aware of the sounds of my brothers playing on the other end of the room. I know they could look over any minute and see what their little sister is doing with their father. I know that this is wrong. I know all of these things, but all I care about... all I can think about is how incredible this feeling is. Daddy shifts slightly and I feel his cock growing hard beneath his towel. I pull my hand from his neck, my mouth never leaving his, and I reach beneath the towel. He's not wearing trunks. Suddenly I realize that Daddy hadn't been in the pool at all. This is why he wanted me to come down before I got dressed. And Chris never did show up with my clothes like I'd asked him to. Daddy slips my robe off of my shoulders and his fingers trail down to my tits, leaving fire in their wake. He cups my flesh and massages so gently. Then he breaks the kiss, so smoothly that I'm left kissing the air for a moment. Before I can beg for his mouth again, it's on my nipple. It's instant fire in my pussy as Daddy licks first one, then the other. I lose all abandon. I pull his head hard against my breast, as he teases my hard little nipple with his teeth. It's like my cunt has a mind of it's own. And a one track mind at that. I want Daddy's dick inside me so bad I feel like I could scream. But I'm so afraid. I've heard girls talking about their first time. I've heard some of them say it hurt so bad they didn't think they'd ever want to have sex again. But I know Daddy would never hurt me. I'm his baby. I want to say all these things, I want to tell Daddy that it's ok. That I want to feel him deep inside me,but that I'm afraid, yet I can't bring myself to speak. I'm so afraid that he'll come to his senses and stop. I'm afraid he'll realize what we're doing and be ashamed of me. And I never want this to stop. I slide my juicy wet pussy lips along the length of his shaft. It is so hard, and so hot, and I can't see it, but it feels really big. I realize that I'm moaning softly and I freeze for a moment. "You ok, baby?" Daddy asks, with the huskiest, most sexy voice I've ever heard. I can't speak, I can only nod. "Are you sure this is what you want, Tawn?" Again, I nod, and just to show him that I mean it, I reach down and try to guide his cock in my snatch. "Whoa there baby, leave this to me, hun." I go back to kissing his delicious mouth and I feel him guide the head of his cock between my slippery lips. God, I just want to grind and have it all deep inside me, but Daddy knows best... I hope. He grabs my hips firmly and eases me up and down, getting that beast nice and wet. Inch by amazing inch he slides in until he meets resistance. I'm suddenly afraid. Maybe this isn't such a good idea. Once again Daddy stops kissing me. "Relax baby," he says "I just want to make you feel good. Trust me." Then he takes my nipple in his teeth again and I do trust him. "I trust you, Daddy." That's all we both need. Daddy slides out once more and pushes in deep. "Oh my God!" I cry out. It does hurt, but just as quickly as I realize it hurts, I'm overcome by the most wonderful feeling of emotion and energy, as though there's something about to explode deep inside me. "Oh God, baby," Daddy groans, "Oh Tawndie baby, please come for your Daddy." And then that something inside me does explode and I cry out in ecstasy as Daddy and I cum together for the first time. I ride through my orgasm, biting my lip, and moaning like a mad woman. I'm vaguely aware of my brothers standing close, watching, as I lay my head on Daddy's chest, and I realize two things. This is the best birthday ever. And I never want it to end. Tawndie's B-day Bash Ch. 02 As the warm water falls on my back and shoulders, I gently rub my breasts, lightly tweaking my nipples. Nipples that are still tender from Daddy sucking them. I dreamily realize that I may have turned 18 at 2:32 am while I was sleeping peacefully, but I became a woman just a few minutes ago. My own father had taken (or had I given?) my virginity this afternoon in what has to have been the most perfect deflowering in the history of sex. I smile, remembering how Daddy begged me to come as he was almost there, and when I felt his cock pulse and he began filling me with his cum, I had the most amazing orgasm I could ever have imagined. When I came back down to planet earth, I was afraid to look into his face. I was afraid I'd see anger, disappointment, or regret, and that would have killed me. I mean it was pretty obvious that this is what he had planned, but I hadn't had even one moment of hesitation. Well, not until his cock head was at my hymen, but the only reason I had second thoughts then was because I was afraid it was going to hurt like hell. I had felt Daddy stroke my hair and he whispered, "How's my baby girl?". I looked into his eyes, so full of love and concern and my eyes began to fill with tears. "I love you, Daddy." I said, with a voice I nearly didn't recognize as my own. "Please tell me that wasn't wrong, Daddy, because it felt so good. I don't want to be sorry we did it. I don't know that I could be sorry if I wanted to be." Daddy lifted my chin, kissing all along my jaw line to my ear, where he breathed, "It was beautiful, baby, just like you. Please don't ever regret this." Then I kissed his gorgeous mouth, deeply. I wanted him again. I wanted him forever. Daddy groaned as he broke off the kiss. "We've got all weekend for this, baby. Right now you should probably go freshen up. I think your brothers have a little something for you." It was then I remembered that my brothers had been in the same room while my dad and I had been making love. They had all witnessed my wild orgasm with our father. I looked up to see my 2 oldest brothers, Chad and Billy behind the couch, buck ass naked, with their impressive cocks in hand. "Hey, who you callin' little, old man?" Billy teases. I'm hugged from behind and my brother Chris whispers in my ear, "God Tawndie, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen." Then he kisses my neck, sucking gently, which brings a super charged blush to my already flushed face. I give Daddy another quick kiss and excused myself to take yet another shower, plus I needed some time to think. "Will you make me another drink when I get back, Daddy?" "Absolutely babe." So here I am, soaping up, still in amazement as I clean the cum, pussy juice, and just a little blood from my smooth cunt lips and thighs. Daddy had promised an awesome birthday party, and it was sure starting out that way. At this very moment there is a room full of my brothers downstairs, just waiting for me...naked. I hurry to rinse the soap off. I really don't want to keep them, or myself, waiting too long. Drying off, I check the mirror. My lips are beautifully puffy from kissing Daddy, and there's a gorgeous glow to my cheeks. I reach for my robe, but then, why bother? It's my birthday after all, what's better than my birthday suit? Daddy has another drink waiting when I get back to the game room. This one is a little stronger than the last, and I swallow it down pretty fast, then ask for another. I don't want to be drunk, I just want to catch a slight buzz. Chad and Billy are waiting for me on the couch, so I take my drink with me and sit down between them. As I sip, each of the twins grab hold of a tit and massage it tenderly, but firmly, rolling my hard nipples between their fingers. I hand my empty glass to Chad to put on the table, and I turn to kiss Billy. His mouth is much more demanding than Daddy's, and he is crushing my lips as he sticks his tongue deep in my mouth. Oh god, it feels so good. Now Chad has my nipple in his mouth and he's sucking it while he flicks his tongue over the tip which makes my cunt juices flow. Still with his tongue probing my hungry mouth, Billy strokes my clit. I move my hips up, trying to get Billy's fingers in my pussy. He groans into my mouth and quickly thrusts 2 fingers into my tight quim. He stops kissing me and is watching his fingers as he plunges them in and out of me. With Chad sucking my boob and Billy finger fucking me, it's just moments before I'm screaming with my second orgasm of the afternoon. "Oh yeah," Billy moans, "Come all over my hand, baby sis." By the time I'm done climaxing, Billy's hand is drenched with my juice. He rubs it all over my breast, then starts licking it off. This is getting me so fucking hot and I'm ready to go. I can't wait to have one of my brothers' cocks inside me. "Please fuck me." I moan, to whichever brother wants to have me first. I open my eyes, and I suddenly feel like I'm back in 4th friggin grade when I see my 25 year old twin brothers doing rock, paper, scissors, to see who's going to have me first. Seriously? Billy chooses paper, which covers Chad's rock, so I'm understandably confused when Chad pulls me onto his lap. "You guys are screwy, you know that, right?" Chad grins as he pulls my legs apart and I'm straddling him with his rock hard dick beneath my belly as he pulls me down for a kiss. God these boys are rough kissers. I just love it. I grind my crotch onto his erection, hungrily kissing him back, trying to match his ferocity. Chad grabs my hips and lifts me up till his cock head is right at my pussy lips. My brother eases me down over the head, then pulls me off, then he does it again, teasing my pussy till I feel like screaming. I try to push onto his stick, but he's way too strong for that, and just when I think I can't take any more, he slams me down and thrusts up into me at the same time. "Oh god, yes!" I cry, as my brother's cock rams into me hard. I'm uncontrollable as I ride Chad's pole. "Oh Chad, fuck me. Fuck your little sister hard!" But just as soon as the words are out of my mouth, he stops me, holding my hips firmly in place. He grabs my hair and brings my mouth to his. I melt against him, tits mashed against his hard chest as Chad's tongue meets mine again. I try to grind against him, but he's still got me locked in place, so I just enjoy sucking his face while his cock is buried deep inside me. I feel someone playing with my ass, massaging my cheeks, and tickling my asshole with a finger. Well now, that's something I never thought of, and if I had, I would probably have thought it was nasty. Now though, with a nice buzz on, and my brother's beautiful dick filling my cunt, I'm game for just about anything. The finger gets more insistent, then it's not there. I groan into Chad's mouth, then it's back, but it's slippery this time. Ah, lube. And then it enters my tight little ass. Not far, just enough to make me squirm. Then it pulls out, but it's back soon with a little more lube. Slowly, inch by inch, it works it's way into my asshole until it's all the way inside me. I quit kissing Chad so I can look behind me to see Billy fingering my ass. Chad takes my nipple in his mouth and starts nibbling on it, and I think I'm going to come already, but then Billy takes his finger out. I moan and pout at him, then I see him lubing up his dick, and I realize he's going to be sticking that monster up where only his finger has gone before. I start to panic. "Um, yeah, Billy," I start, "I'm not sure this is such a good idea." I'm sure the fear shows in my eyes, but Billy kisses me on the mouth while he rubs the slick stuff up and down his pole. "Don't worry Tawn, we know what we're doing." he tells me. Just then Chad bites down a little harder on my nipple and I turn back to him, crying out. Chad's sucking my other nipple now and thumbing the one he just bit. I pull his head hard to my chest, wishing he could somehow get the whole mass in his mouth, it feels so good. Now I feel Billy's head at my ass hole. He rubs it all around, trying to work it in. Chad gets a little more rough with my nipples as Billy's head pops inside, and I jump a little. "Just relax, baby." Chad says. "This is gonna feel real good in a minute." I have to wonder at this moment, if Chad's ever had anything put up HIS ass, and I'm sure that this is all a big mistake. I do try to relax, which is a lot easier to say, than to do. Billy slides in a little further and stops. Then a little more. Oh god, it feels like I'm going to be split open. Just when I'm sure I can't stand anymore, Billy moans "Oh yeah, I'm in. God Tawndie, this is so much better than I ever imagined." He'd imagined this? For how long, I wonder. Billy kisses me from my ear, down my neck , to my shoulder. It's so amazing. "I can't tell you how many times I fantasized about fucking you while I jerked off, wishing I could come inside you." Those words were all I need, and now I'm ready for the fucking I'm about to get. Billy pulls out a little and pumps back in, then a little further out, and slides back in, then he pulls out almost all the way, and slams back into me so hard I scream. "Oh god Billy, fuck my ass! Fuck it hard." When Billy slams his cock home, I come off Chad's cock a little, and he thrusts me back down. Over and over, and I'm moaning and crying out as my brothers ream my pussy and ass. My titties are bouncing as I'm fucked up and down on these awesome rods. I reach up and play with them, pinching my nipples hard. "Oh yeah guys, oh fuck yeah," I shout as I'm about to come, "give it to me! I want to feel you both shoot your hot cum deep inside my holes. Give it to me Chad. I need it Billy. Oh yeah, oh yeah, Oh GOD!". "Oh yeah, baby sis, take it, take it all!" Billy groans as his balls unload, his cock stretching my ass even further, shooting his cum deep in my bung hole. "God Tawn, here it comes!" Chad breathes as his dick erupts, filling my belly with his hot load. "This is my best birthday ever!" I shout as the last wave of my orgasm hits me. I collapse on Chad's chest, trying to catch my breath, reveling in the feel of my brothers' spent dicks softening inside me. Billy's slipping out which feels really weird. I feel his cum leaking from my ass once his penis has slid all the way out. Chad gives me a light kiss on the lips before lifting me off his lap and laying me on the couch. Lying here, full of my brothers' jizz, I wonder what the rest of the night, the rest of the weekend for that matter, will hold. And I can't wait. Tawndie's B-day Bash Ch. 03 I must have fallen asleep, 'cause when I open my eyes, the room is darker and I'm alone in the game room. I snuggle under the blanket that someone has draped over my naked body, and I almost feel like the afternoon has been a dream. A deliciously naughty, fantastically sexy dream. But reaching between my legs, I feel my brothers' sticky cum still leaking from my body and I know that it's all so real. What an incredible birthday I'm having. First my dad lovingly takes my virginity, then my two oldest brothers show me how wonderful double penetration can be. I've been 18 for less than a day and I've already experienced pleasures that many women will go a lifetime without knowing. And I know there's so much more to come. "Hey Beautiful." I jump at the sound. Looking over the edge of the couch, I see Chris lying on the floor. "You about scared the crap out of me, you dork." I chide, as I hit him playfully. He laughs huskily, "You don't normally scare that easily." "Well, I guess I've got a lot on my mind this evening." "Are you ready for a little dinner, Tawn?" he asks, "Maybe some cake?" Almost on cue, my tummy rumbles. I giggle, "I guess I have worked up an appetite." "I'll tell Dad you're ready for dinner. He brought fried chicken and the works." Chris brushes his lips across my cheek as he gets up. "I'll be back in a few. I've got a surprise for ya." I sit up and wrap the blanket around my slender body. It almost seems ridiculous to do so, since all of the family has seen me naked all afternoon. They've also witnessed me in the throes of orgasm, which has to be one of the most vulnerable moments in a woman's life. I'm fairly certain one does not usually have an audience for that sort of thing. I nod to myself, all the more reason to keep the blanket around me now. Chris hasn't been gone long when Daddy calls me in the kitchen. "How's my baby girl?" Daddy asks, as he puts his arm around my shoulders. "Did you have a nice nap?" I give him a kiss on the cheek. "I'm great, Daddy. And I guess I did have a good nap, since I didn't even realize I'd fallen asleep." Chad and Billy chuckle as they give each other knuckles. "We seem to have that effect on women." Chad jokes. We all crowd in at the table, the candles are lit, and "Happy Birthday" is sung, a little bit better than this morning, I might add. I blow out my candles, and I miss one, but it really doesn't matter. I know I'll still get my wish. By the time this weekend's over I'll have been screwed by my dad and all 5 of my brothers. Hopefully more than a few times. "Eat up, baby sis," Tony smiles, "you're going to need your energy." "Hell yeah!" Sam agrees. And just like that, my pussy is drenched. It's all I can do to focus on dinner. Suddenly, all I want to do it jump on the table and BE dinner. The funny thing is that before this afternoon, I had never had a sexual thought about my brothers, or my dad for that matter. Whenever one of my friends had brought up something like that, oh god, especially Jessica, I would tune out as best I could. I mean, that's just sick, right? But as soon as I felt Daddy's tongue inside my mouth, it had seemed like the perfect thing to do. It wasn't until after the act, after we had come together, when I was resting against him, feeling him softening inside me, that I had felt like maybe it wasn't right. Chewing my chicken, laughing with my dorky brothers, I realize that there's really nothing more natural than this. Society tells us it's wrong, immoral, whatever, for some reason I don't quite understand. But sex is supposed to be an act of love between adults, right? What love is greater than the love of family? There's no one in this world that I trust more than my dad and brothers, and I know that, no matter what else they may do to me, they'll never hurt me. I'm just finishing dinner when Chris comes into the kitchen. He doesn't say a word, just takes me gently by the hand, and walks me out of the room. I just try and ignore the hooting coming from the table as my dad tries to shut the boys up. We're about half way up the stairs when Chris stops and turns to me. "Are you ok with all of this, Tawndie?" he asks, his face full of concern. "Oddly, yeah, I am." I answer, "How about you, Chris, are you ok?" "I was just worried about how you were going to take it, that's all. When Dad first clued us in on his plan for your birthday, all the guys were for it, but I wasn't really sure." Chris gives me a little half smile as he starts back up the stairs again. "I guess I just always wanted to be your first." I've always been closer to Chris than with the rest of my brothers. We are so close in age, only 10 months apart, and we have just always been together. Yet I never had any clue he felt this way. I guess I was more innocent than I ever realized. Chris pulls me into the bathroom, and I have to gasp. He's got a dozen candles burning, giving the room such a beautiful glow, and there's a warm bath waiting. Standing behind me, Chris slips the blanket from my shoulders, and he lightly kisses my neck as it falls to the floor. He kisses from my left ear, down my neck to my shoulder, then does the same on the right. My breath is becoming uneven. Of all I've experienced so far, Chris' lips are giving me the most pleasure. I turn to face him and he gathers my hair into a loose ponytail. I stand on tiptoes to feel his lips on mine. As our mouths meet I get butterflies. Our lips part and I feel his tongue lick just along the inside of my lips. I wind my arms around his neck, pressing my breasts to his smooth chest. The sensation of my hard nipples against my brother's skin sends an ache through my body. I kiss him deeper, and it's the most beautiful thing in the world, this kiss. With my left hand, I reach down, I want to feel his cock. I want to stroke him, to taste it. He will be my first, as far as that goes. I've never tasted cock before. But he stops me before I can reach his shorts. Still with his lips on mine, he lifts me straight up, and I wrap my legs around him as he carries me to the tub, where he sets me down gently. "I want this to be about you, Tawn." I step into the bath and lie back. The warm water envelopes my aching body, rising over my hard little nipples. Chris lathers up a pouf with my favorite honeysuckle body wash and begins bathing me. He starts with my arms, holding each up by the hand as he lathers me with the beautiful scent. I arch as he caresses my tits, lightly rolling my nipples between his fingers. He travels down my belly, under my back, between my legs, where he softly rubs away Chad's and Billy's leavings, then down my legs, massaging my feet with his soapy hands. I have never felt more loved than I do at this moment. He runs his hands back up my legs, over my hips and waist, brushing the sides of my breasts, before cupping my face in his hands. Gazing deep into my eyes Chris says, "I love you, Tawndie." Then he kisses me with a passion I've never known existed until now. His hand moves to my pussy and he massages my clit with his thumb, while he slips a couple of fingers between my velvety folds. But he's not finger fucking me, he's just gently moving them around, letting a little water in, oh, he's washing me. "Does it feel good, baby?" he asks. "Better than I ever dreamed." I reply, before kissing him again. The urge is there, to buck my hips, to grind onto his hand, but it's not how Chris wants it, so I just lay here and enjoy the rubbing. I feel my orgasm building. At first it's like a single strand of energy, then two, then another and another until it's one big energy ball that just explodes inside my body. My cries of joy are muffled somewhat by Chris' mouth on mine. He pulls my wet body close to him, hugging me with his face in my hair. "That's my girl." "Take me to bed, Chris." He gives me his hand and helps me stand. He dries me off, as tenderly as one would a newborn, and carries my naked body to his room, laying me on the bed. He removes his shorts and I finally get a look at his penis. I'm kind of relieved to see that it's not quite as long as the others I've seen this evening. Chris climbs into bed beside me. "I want to taste it, Chris." "Only if I can taste you, too." Chris lays on his back, and says something I never expected to hear. "Come and sit on my face, sis." I'm sure my hesitation shows when I don't move. I'm not sure I can do this, it just doesn't seem right to stick something like that in someone's face. Chris chuckles, "Come here, Tawn." He pulls me to him. "Now turn around." He faces me the other way and pulls one leg across him. Oh, now I get it, we're going to 69. Hey, I'm pretty innocent, as I've said, and sometimes it takes a minute to sink in. Chris' tongue glides back and forth over my pussy lips as I bend down and take his dick in my hand. I've never been so close to one before, well, not with my eyes anyway, and I take a minute to really look at it. The skin is so smooth, but it's kind of ridged underneath, veins I suppose. I lick the head, and I hear Chris moan into my puss. I grasp the shaft and stick the head into my mouth, rolling my tongue around the head. I have no idea what I'm doing, but I'm taking the hints when I hear Chris make his happy sounds, and I do more of the things he seems to like. I start pumping his dick with my hand, while I suck on a few inches, paying lots of attention to the tip. I'm so into sucking his dick, I kind of forget that I'm grinding my cunt on my poor brother's face. He grabs my ass and lifts it off him. "Oh God, Tawn, here it comes!" he groans. I think he means it as a warning, but there's no way I'm gonna stop now. A couple more jerks, and he's squirting into my mouth. "Oh yeah, Tawn. Oh my God, sis, I can't believe you took it in your mouth." I swallow the fluid, and lick the head, till I'm sure no more is going to come out. "Why wouldn't I?" I ask. Is there really a point to sucking dick if you're not going to swallow cum? Chris flips me over onto my back and starts kissing me like crazy. I taste my juices on his lips, in his mouth, and it drives me wild. He's ready to go again in about ten seconds, and he slides in my wet pussy nicely. His arms wrap around me, pulling me up so that we're fucking while we're sitting up. Except that this is about as far from fucking as one can get. This can only be described as making love. I'm sure there's a book somewhere that tells what position this is, but I don't know the name of it. All I can say is that it's amazing. We lose ourselves in the act, kissing the whole time, and working up quite a sweat, until we finally climax in each other's arms. As we lay together, lightly caressing each other, I know that I am totally in love with my brother, and he feels the same about me. "I think this was the perfect end to my birthday." "No Tawn, there's still more fun to be had, downstairs." Chris says softly. "Tony and Sam haven't given you their "presents" yet." I can hear just a hint of bitterness in his sweet voice. "I hope you'll understand if I don't watch the rest of the show." I take his face in my hands, and kiss him softly. "Chris, I'll go back to my party, but after tonight, I only want you, do you understand?" He grabs me, pulling me onto him hard. "Is that a promise?" "Do you want it to be?" "You're the only girl I've ever wanted, Tawndie." Then we kiss once more before I leave to rejoin my party.