****** Sister Act 5 by Rod ******
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Sister Act 5


The following morning Katey woke first, but lay still luxuriating in the feel
of Joann's arms wrapped around her; her lover's ample tit mounds softly rubbing
against Katey's own humungous hills as they rose and fell with her breathing,
and the taller girl's warm pubic mound pressed to the side of the young girl's
leg. She hugged her female lover's arm and turned her head to kiss her lightly
on the cheek. The slight stirring woke Joann.

"Good morning, creamy thighs, or should I say 'wild thing'. You were really
moving and moaning last night."

Katey turned a bright red, the crimson blush quickly spreading from her cheeks,
down her neck and to the upper slopes of her mammoth melons. "I still can't
believe that it happened," she said hiding her head in Joann's neck.

"Well it did, though I forgot to get pictures to document the occasion," Joann
beamed. Stretching up to look at the clock on her nightstand she said, "Mom and
Dad will be up soon to start on breakfast. I'd love to share another shower
with you but I'm too lazy right now. Why don't you get one first and I'll catch
another few winks."

Katey hopped out of bed and went over to the door. She peeked out, and finding
the hall empty tiptoed down to the bathroom, stopping for a towel and washcloth
on the way. Getting into the tub, the petite moppet adjusted the shower to a
hot steamy spray. She washed herself, reveling in the sensual feel of the soapy
washcloth sliding over her body. She gently washed away the dried cum juices,
both hers and Philip's, that had oozed out of her plundered pussy during the
night. Her tiny hole was still slightly sore from the stretching it had had the
night before.

Upon finishing, she wrapped the towel around her and tiptoed back to Joann's
room. Her mammoth mammeries pushing the towel out so far that the bottom of it
barely covered her cute butt. Back in the room, she sat at the vanity and dried
her hair. The noise from the blow dryer roused Joann. As Katey was finishing
up, the still sleepy older girl shambled out the door, heading toward the
bathroom. Katey found the tee shirt she had been wearing the night before, but
it was a bit smelly from all the exertion she had gone through. She wrapped the
towel back around her and again crept out into the hall, this time going to
Philip's room. Quietly opening the door, she slipped inside, pulling the door
closed behind her.

The light from the morning sun showed Philip nestled in bed with the covers up
around his ears. The sound of the door latch clicking shut was enough to rouse
him. He sat up and smiled at Katey. "Hi, ah -- how are you this morning?"

Katey blushed. "Ah - hi. I'm fine. I'm sorry I woke you. I came in to see if I
could get another tee shirt to wear. The one I had on last night is a little
smelly from all the exertion." She blushed again.

Philip started to get up, but when the covers started to fall, it was evident
that he slept naked. The young embarrassed stud grabbed at the covers and
stayed where he was. "There's more tee-shirts in the third drawer down in that
dresser," he said pointing across the room. "You really look great in that
towel, - that is, --I mean---. "

Katey smiled radiantly, and walked over to the bed. "Thank you. And you can
stop catching yourself whenever you go to compliment my looks. I know you're
not making comments about my figure. You've shown me how much you care about
me. You were so very tender and careful last night. That was my first time
making love and you made sure it was a wonderful experience I'll remember
always. Thank you, Philip." She leaned onto the bed and throwing her arms
around the surprised boy's neck, kissed him passionately.

Philip wrapped his arms around her and returned the deep kiss, thrusting his
tongue through her open lips, locking their straining mouths together. As the
two young lovers shifted about in maintaining the kiss, both the blankets on
Philip and the towel around Katey slid down leaving a pair of naked bodies
rubbing against each other. They finally came up for air and realized their
mutual state of undress. Both drank in the sight of the other's au natural
forms. Katey sat on the edge of the bed. The young lovers gazed lovingly into
each other's eyes while their hands slowly, shyly moved to stroke the other's
private parts. Philip raised his hands and lightly fondled and squeezed the
twin mountains jutting out from the little girl's chest. She moaned low in her
throat as his palms roamed over her sensitive female flesh, softly tweaking her
pliant nipples. Philip groaned also, as the nymphet's nimble fingers
dexterously and delicately cupped his taut ball sack and smoothly jacked her
hand up and down on his long hard ramrod. Katey had never done anything like
this before, but it seemed so natural to lean down and kiss the bulbous head of
the cock of this boy she cared about so much.

"Ahh, - oh Katey," Philip groaned, his hips jerking up as the diminutive doxy's
lips came in contact with his stiff fuck stick. When his groin pumped up, the
hard rounded cock pressed against her lips. Katey opened her mouth, allowing
the massive rod entrance. Sliding her wet warm tongue out, the young novice
cocksucker laved the end and sides of the tumescent tonsil tickler.

"Ohh, yes, Katey," sighed the cocked sucked teen. "It feels so good. Your mouth
is so great on my cock."

Katey thrilled to hear that she was doing this right, bringing her man
pleasure. Keeping her mouth in place over the end of his swollen penis, the
aroused lass crawled up over Philip to where she was straddling his legs. She
rubbed her rapidly moistening cunny and tender dairy domes on his legs while
keeping up her first ever blowjob.

Philip placed his hands gently on either side on her head and started to slowly
slide his big pecker in and out of his midget mistress's mouth. Katey loved the
feel of having her mouth stuffed with man-meat. She stretched her jaws as wide
as she could, allowing the long fat column of Philip's pelvis pole to crowd
further into her mouth, even to the back of her throat. Swirling her tongue all
over the intruding length, the aroused girl gradually worked her down its fat
length, as the heavily breathing male forced more and more of his love log into
her face.

Philip suddenly realized that this was probably her first time doing something
like this, and also that he was callously driving almost the full length of his
peter into Katey's mouth. He jerked his hips down and lifted her face to gaze
into her adoring eyes. "Gosh Katey, I'm sorry. I got carried away. It felt so
good. I didn't mean to push you into that."

Katey's hips hadn't stopped hunching her quim against the worried boy's knees,
as she said, "No, my love. I wanted to do this. Your cock is so warm and hard.
Please, let me do it some more?"

Even before the bemused Philip could assent, the gobbling gamin ducked her head
and pulling his rock-hard plunger upright with her hand, ovaled her lips and
popped the huge dickhead back into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down
the length of his shaft. He reached his hands under her shoulders to palm her
gigantic mammary mounds. Katey rose up on her knees slightly and taking a deep
breathe pressed her lips further and further down the long column of Philip's
man-muscle. The end slide past the back of her tongue and down into her throat.
The little girl fought to keep from gagging, as she pushed her head lower,
until her nose finally bumped against his groin.

She kept her lips pressed to the base of his penis while her tongue washed the
sides of it; as her tiny hands came up to delicately squeeze his tight
stretched scrotum. All this stimulation caused Philip to buck his hips upward
and his hands to jam the small doll's face to his groin. The pent up sperm
surged up his fuck pole and erupted into the throat of the well-stacked maid
suckling on his cock. Katey's throat rippled as she swallowed pulse after pulse
of man-goo from the slab of male pizzle filling her mouth and throat. As the
spurts of juice died down she slowly licked her way back up the long length.
Getting to the end, she sucked it gently, pumping her hand up the length of it,
making sure she had all of the creamy cum-juice. She licked it clean, then rose
up to slide forward enough, to bring their lips together. Philip sucked the
bodacious babe's cum-coated tongue deep into his mouth while his hands kept
busy mauling her hefty milk mounds. After a long, long kiss, the inflamed teens
unhurriedly drew their faces apart to foolishly grin at each other. Philip
tried to frame some sort of compliment, "Katey, that was so good. I don't know
how to thank you. Are you okay? I got a bit carried away when I was cumming. I
hope I didn't hurt you, or force you to do something you didn't want to."

Katey stretched up and kissed the slightly worried young man and reassured him.
"I wanted to do it. I've heard different girls talking about giving their
boyfriends blowjobs, and I always thought that it was such a personal thing for
a girl to do for her guy that she had to really care for him and want to please
him to do it. You've been so good to me this weekend and told me how much you
cared you me, that I couldn't believe it. I've liked you since the first time I
saw you and I'm really happy I got a chance like this to show you how much I
care for you."

Philip's smile spread as wide as Katey's. He drew her up to once again fiercely
kiss her tender lips. When they broke from this kiss Philip reluctantly
loosened his grip on the still squirming lass.

"I guess we had better get around to heading down for breakfast," he said. "I
do care for you alot, Katey. If there is anything I can do to make you happy,
just say so."

As she slowly slid off of him, Katey blushed a rosy red from her face, down her
neck, and to the upper slopes of her substantial lumps of female pulchritude.
"There is something else I heard said, that I'd like to try if you wouldn't
mind," she almost whispered.

"Whatever you want, Katey," smiled Philip.

She hesitated a few moments, the blush deepening, and then hurried on. "I hope
you don't think badly of me or anything. Last night was so great. You were so
concerned and gentle. The whole experience was wonderful. But if you don't mind
I'd like to try something, just for a moment to see how it feels."

Philip just nodded for her to go on.

"I heard that the best thing a lot of girls like, is to have a guy lying on top
of them, with their legs wrapped around him. Would you do that just for a
minute?"

She mumbled to an embarrassed stop. Philip tenderly rose up on his side and
slid the red-faced young damsel the rest of the way off of him and directed her
onto her back. He raised himself up on one arm and knee to move his upper body
over top of hers. Katey eagerly pulled her one leg up to allow him to move his
hips between her outstretched legs. When he was in place, she lay still in
anticipation.

Philip softly directed her - "Spread your legs a little wider if you can, then
bend your knees and bring your legs up beside my hips." When she had swiftly
followed his instructions, he gently lowered his hips so that their pelvises
were pressed together, and then lowered his upper body until his chest pressed
into the yielding mass of her twin buttes. He craned his neck down to once
again taste the delicate nectar of her velvety lips.

Katey threw her arms around Philip's neck hugging him tightly into their kiss.
Her fierce embrace flattened her voluminous tits against his hard chest as she
spread her thighs further apart to hook her heels together over his butt. The
slim miss groaned into his mouth, while rotating her hips against his groin and
rubbing her engorged pussy lips along the length of his again hard swollen
pecker. Philip groaned also, spearing his tongue between the soft lips of the
sleek girl-child writhing beneath him. He pumped his pelvis as much as he
could, but the tiny worked up sex squaw underneath him had her legs wound so
strongly around his back that he couldn't move without lifting her also.

He broke their kiss long enough to husk out, "Katey, loosen your legs so I can
raise up a little." The lust-inflamed wench did as she was commanded and
unhooked her heels, allowing the male stud between her legs to lift his pelvis
slightly from hers. She whimpered slightly as the pressure of his flesh against
hers lessened, but started hunching her groin again when she felt the broad
inflated head of his fuck-club slide down over the top of her yielding sex
mound and part her gaping nether lips, seating itself at the entrance to her
seeping love chute. Her hips started to dance and twitch, trying to get the big
hunk of man-muscle moving into her body. Philip clamped his arms tighter around
her and grunted into her ear, "Don't hump around so much until I get started
inside you." When she had subsided a mite, he repositioned his cock at the
opening to her squishy vagina and poked in a short ways until he was sure the
wide head of his cunt-pleaser was started in the right place. He then rammed
his hips forward while simultaneously whispering to Katey, "Now, push!"

The oversexed gamin flung her hips upward. The efforts of both popped the large
domed end of Philip's penis through the tight circle of muscles and well into
Katey's straining cunt.

"Aaaagghghghhhhhhh, eeeyyeeeaaaaahhhhh," yowled Katey as the enormous rod of
flesh surged into her tight woman-well. Philip added his own groan of pleasure
at feeling the hot tight walls of his little lover's sex-hole enclose his
blood-expanded piss-pole. But the cries coming from Katey were sure to draw
attention unless he quickly managed to muffle them. He jammed his mouth over
hers, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth to mute her ecstatic cries, and
also reaching one arm over the side of the bed groped for anything to use as a
muffle.

His hand closed on a piece of cloth. He picked it up while drawing his face
back from Katey's panting mouth. "Someone's going to hear. Is it okay if we use
something to muffle your shouts?" Philip asked with deep concern. Katey wanted
more of his massive cock shoved up into her snatch and didn't care what had to
be done, just so long as he did it. She nodded her agreement while biting her
lip to keep the moans of ecstasy quiet.

When Philip brought his hand onto the bed he saw that he had picked up the pair
of sweaty cum-juice stained shorts he had been wearing last night. He frowned
and made as to get up to find something else. Katey wrapped her legs back
around his muscular butt and tightened her arms on his neck. She whined her
need to keep going and opened her mouth for the gamy gag. Philip hesitated and
said, "Are you sure this is all right? I can get something else from my
drawers."

Katey pressed her pubic mound upward still attempting to slide more of Philip's
penile log into her squelchy cunt, almost sobbing in frustration, "No, that's
fine lover. Use it and hurry please. Philip I want you. Push harder, cram more
of your beautiful cock up me, please." She started to throw her hips about
again, as Philip brought the smelly gym shorts to her open lips and stuffed
them deep into her mouth, making a quite effective gag. When she nodded that it
was not bothering her, Philip raised himself on his arms to bring more pressure
to bear of their joined hips. He started to move his pelvis in small circles,
working his joystick further up into the constricted passage of Katey's vaginal
chute.

"Mmmmm-hummmfffff," groaned Katey through the cloth gag. She drummed her heels
on the backs of his legs and tightened her arms ever harder around his neck.
Philip lowered his chest down onto Katey's proud peaks and settled his weight
there, holding the exuberant wench pinned to the bed. He moved his hands down
and grabbing her hips, tightly clasped them to hold them still, then began to
prod his inflamed pussy-pounder further into her glory-hole. The tight tissues
soon stopped any sliding advance. So the aroused male changed tactics and
slowly began to pull his snugly held penile prod from the juicy morass of the
nude girl under him. She squealed through the muffling cloth when she felt the
bulging man-club being pulled from inside her body, and tried to arch her hips
up to keep it seated between her taut thighs.

When he had withdrawn all but the very end of his massive male-driver from the
little girl's raw honey-pot, he paused a second then rammed his hips back down
and pulled her pelvis upward with his hands, jamming as much of his cock length
up between her legs as he could. Katey jerked from the rude impaling, bawling
her hurt and pleasure into the sour tasting gym shorts stuffed deep into her
mouth. Philip pounded his penis into the saddle of Katey's thighs, humping
almost 3/4 of his fat fuck length into the body of the slight female-child
beneath him.

Her movements limited by his weight holding her down, Katey concentrated on
banging her bare butt cheeks up and down to help force more of the rampaging
male-meat higher into her wide stretched and very sore sex.

The wild sensations of pleasure mounted faster than the twinges of discomfort
from the scraping of his distended cockhead in the tender untried tissues deep
within her flowing girl-gash. Philip suddenly yanked his hands up from holding
her hips, and pushed himself up so that he could use his weight to hammer his
last orgasmic thrusts more forcefully into Katey's willing maidenhood. Katey
went wild; whining, sobbing and moaning through her own quaking climax as she
felt the jets of sperm spray into her most intimate body cavity.

The two teens lay trembling in each other's arms as the final waves of orgasm
gradually subsided. Philip rolled onto his side to take his weight off of
Katey, pulling his slowly deflating cock from the little girl's ravaged cunny.
He reached up to gently prise the wadded up gym shorts from her mouth and
dropped the wet clothe onto the floor. Leaning down, he lightly, lovingly
kissed her sweet lips. Katey was still trembling slightly in the after effects
of her second cock-induced climax. She rolled onto her side, pressing her sleek
curves against the hard male body of her lover. Philip clasped her tightly,
reveling in the feel of her feminine charms pressed against him. They cuddled
for a couple minutes until they heard Joann call Katey's name.

After showering and drying her hair, Joann pulled on a fresh nightshirt and
ambled downstairs looking for Katey. She went first to the Rec room. Not
finding her there, she spent a few minutes straightening up the room, sweeping
out the fireplace, and placing the tapes on the stand in the front hall so they
would remember to return them. As Joann neared the kitchen she heard noises
through the closed door that didn't sound like they had anything to do with
preparing breakfast. She could just make out her Mother's voice and what
sounded like a slapping sound.

"Oh yes, fuck it in, pound that big stake up my pussy. Harder Stu-y, hammer
your fuck bitch harder."

Joann could feel her nipples getting hard just from imagining what was going on
in the kitchen. She tiptoed a short ways back down the hall, toward the bottom
of the stairs, and hollered up them for Katey.

When they heard Joann's yell the two unclad teens scrambled out of Philip's
bed. He hastily got another tee shirt from the drawer for his petite paramour.
They shared one more kiss in the doorway before Philip headed for a quick
shower and Katey, pulling the tee shirt swiftly over her head, hurried toward
the stairs.

After hollering for Katey, Joann strolled back to the kitchen and easing the
door open, went in. Her Mother was standing by the sink, mixing up a pitcher of
Orange juice. She was dressed in a deep pink negligee that was opaque but still
clung to her body, showing off her ripe curves. It was not much longer than the
nightshirt Joann wore. She also had on pink high-heeled slippers. She looked
slightly flushed. Joann could see the hard tips of her nipples poking out the
front of her nightgown. Mr. Pansen was seated at the kitchen table
conspicuously staring at the Sunday paper. He was wearing a thigh length green
robe and had the bulk of the paper lying in his lap. As Joann moved into the
kitchen, her Mother went over to the stove to turn the sausages cooking there.

"Good morning, dear," her Mother said over her shoulder as she turned the
sausages.

"Hi, Sweet Cheeks, how's my darling daughter this morning?" smiled her Father.

"Mornin' Mom, Dad," returned Joann, heading for the refrigerator to get the
fruit compote bowl. As she brought the bowl to the table, Katey pushed through
the swinging kitchen door. Greetings were exchanged all around and Katey asked
what she could do to help.

Mrs. Pansen directed her to where the dishes and silverware were kept and the
short lassie set about getting the table laid.

"Hey, Kat," Joann asked, "Where did you get to? I missed you when I came
downstairs." Joann couldn't be sure because Katey was turned away from her
getting the silverware, but it looked like a blush spread across the young
girl's face and neck.

"I went to ask Philip if I could borrow a clean tee-shirt to wear," Katey
answered while fumbling with the utensils.

"I see you managed to find the right drawer," said Mrs. Pansen.

"Oh no, I didn't find it. Philip got it out for me."

"Unbelievable," exclaimed Mr. Pansen. "Lori, I'm beginning to think that Joann
was correct last night, when she characterized this young lady as a witch.
First shopping, now early rising on a Sunday morning, she definitely has a
profound effect on our son." Grinning widely he continued -- "We usually need
dynamite to get him out of bed."

As Katey finished setting the table, Joann suddenly crossed the kitchen,
grabbed her by the wrist, and pulled her toward the door saying, "C'mon Kat.
I'll get that book I said I'd loan you. I'll forget it, if I let it go 'til
later." Before the bewildered Katey could formulate a reply, Joann had dragged
her through the door and halfway down the hall. When they stopped a confused
Katey asked, "What book, Jo? I don't remember asking to borrow one."

Joann stepped over to the hallway stand and plucked a couple tissues from the
box there, as she said, "I just made that up to get you out here before Mom or
Dad noticed."

Looking even more bewildered Katey asked, "Noticed what?"

Joann turned from the stand and through a smirking grin said, "It looks like
you got at least one part of my little brother's anatomy up this morning. Not
only up, but in, as well!" Stepping behind her pixyish pal, she lifted up the
bottom of the tee shirt and wiped a large glob of sticky cum from between the
startled girl's trim thighs. "This looks a bit too fresh to be left over from
last night," she snickered as she finished wiping off the rest of the combined
juices oozing from the embarrassed kinder's sparsely covered vaginal slit. "You
can tell me all the juicy, and I do mean juicy, details later. We had better
get back into the kitchen now."

The girls went, giggling, back into the kitchen. The table was soon set and
breakfast was almost ready. Mr. Pansen still had the bulk of the Sunday paper
in his lap. Katey had offered to set it aside, but he had demurred, saying he
was still going through it. Actually he was using it to hide the huge hard-on
jutting up from his lap that was trying to push through his robe. It had
initially been stiff because he had been slamming his salami into his wife's
clasping cunt from behind as she bent over, holding on to the edge of the
table. When they heard Joann coming he had hurriedly pulled out and dropped
into the chair, pulling the paper into his lap to hide his protruding pussy
poker.

The erection had not subsided since then because he had been continually
treated to the enticing view of three pairs of bodacious boobs bouncing about
beneath the thin tops that the three well-built females parading around the
kitchen, were wearing. Added erotic stimulation was literally right out in
front of him also. All three sets of unfettered knockers had erect nipples
capping them.

Everything was almost ready and Mr. Pansen was about to ask Katey to call
Philip to breakfast, when the young man pushed through the kitchen door. He
stopped dead in his tracks, staring into the kitchen with his mouth hanging
slightly open. It took Mr. P a few seconds to figure out what had stopped him.
After considering his son's point of view, the fact that none of the females
had heard him enter, and the sight of the growing bulge in Philip's shorts,
Mr.P realized that the horny teen was getting a crotch shot, times three.

Katey was leaning over the back of a chair, reading the Sunday Funnies from the
paper laid out on the table. Mr. P could just make out the bottom hem of her
tee shirt where it climbed up her thigh and lay across the upper third of her
firm butt. That meant that Philip had a view of at least half of her bare butt
cheeks and from the way she was standing, probably a shot of her dainty little
girl slit.

Joann was standing at the stove, dishing up the sausages. She had unconsciously
used the bottom of her nightshirt as a potholder, not realizing that that
pulled the back of the shirt up far enough to expose half of her taut ass. When
she moved, curls of silky brown hair could just be seen where they bordered her
plump pussy lips.

Philip was also getting a great show from his Mother. Mrs. Pansen was
stretching up to get a bowl from a high cupboard shelf. Her reaching arms had
pulled the bottom of her short pink negligee high enough to show off her solid
nude backside. The way she was leaning forward with her feet slightly apart for
support completely exposed her cuntal mound, with her still swollen and red
vaginal lips protruding through the bush of dark blond pubic hair covering the
whole area.

Mr. Pansen came to his son's rescue by pulling out the chair beside him and
motioning Philip into it and giving him a section of the paper to cover his too
apparent crotch bulge.

After the breakfast dishes were cleaned up the three teens puttered about for
the rest of the morning. Joann and Katey packed up two boxes of Joann's old
clothes for Katey to take home and alter for her own use. Philip helped Katey
with another session on the computer, and a little more tutoring in math. After
lunch the Pansen kids packed up their weekend guest and drove her home. Katey
was no end of smiles and thanks for her stay with Joann. Her only slight worry
was what her folks would say about all her 'new' clothes. She was very
pleasantly surprised when she got home and found that her folks already knew
about the clothes and many of her adventures over the weekend. As the young
folk had pulled out of the driveway, Mrs. Pansen had called Mrs. Zilmer. She
had complimented her on what a fine, polite, considerate, and caring young lady
Katey was. She had explained all the help that Katey had been and how Mrs.
Pansen was happy that Joann's clothes would be used again.

After a short visit with the Zilmers, Joann and Philip excused themselves to
start home. Katey walked them out to the car. She hugged and kissed Joann good-
bye, then walked around to the passenger's side. Philip had already gotten in,
but had rolled down the window to say good-bye. Katey leaned and gave him a
quick hard kiss, spearing her tongue briefly into his mouth. As she drew her
head out she whispered, "Next time we get together, I want all of your cock
shoved up inside me!" She turned and ran back toward the house.

As she pulled away from the Zilmer farm, Joann was giggling hysterically and
Philip was sitting, somewhat dumbfounded, with a huge hard-on.

"Some weekend, huh little bro?" laughed Joann. "What do you think of my little
friend?"

"Ah, she's -- I mean, ah - when I first, ----" Philip stammered to a halt, his
mouth still half hanging open. Swallowing and trying again, he finally got out
-- "She is fantastic. Even after I managed to apologize for the remarks about
her bod, I guess deep down I still figured she'd be just another silly, vapid
Eighth grade girl. But she's so --I don't know. I can talk to her and it's not
awkward or embarrassing or anything like that.

She's so sweet and she blushes about everything. But then last night she looked
so hot in your old clothes and on the couch, I didn't want to scare her or
force her into anything, but once we got started she seemed to enjoy it so
much. Then this morning, she came in to get another tee shirt and we ended up
kissing and fooling around and before I knew it she was licking and kissing my
cock, then I was shooting off with the whole thing shoved down her throat. Then
we were going to get up, but she wanted to cuddle a little bit with me laying
on top of her and I guess I got carried away because the next thing I knew I
was packing a pair of my sweaty old gym shorts into her mouth to keep her cries
and moans quiet and ramming my cock up inside of her. She didn't seem scared or
upset, and just kept throwing her legs around like she wanted me to push
harder, and I did 'til I shot off another load, this time inside her little
pussy.

Muff, I really like her a lot and not just because we messed around. What
should I do the next time I see her?"

"It looks like my wee girlfriend has won over a male heart. You do realize that
she was a virgin, don't you? You were the first male to get your prick into her
pussy, Don't look so worried, Philly. We've talked about guys quite a lot and
you are the guy she has always talked about. She has had a crush on you for
quite some time. And you are right, she is sweet and inexperienced, but she
really cares for you and is not afraid to show it physically. From what you
just said, I think you feel very similarly about her now. I think you two go
well together. I can see one part of you certainly thinks highly of her. It's
still high." Still chuckling Joann reached over and rubbed the still prominent
bulge in Philip's crotch.

"My poor pussy has only had my fingers in it, this whole weekend. Maybe I can
do something to take this swelling down for you." One hand steered the car
toward the high school and around back to the rear of the parking lot near the
wood lot, while the other found the top of her brother's jean's zipper and
carefully slid it down. She worked the button at his waist loose then
insinuated her hand under his shirttails to find the tumescent tube of man-meat
there. She had just managed to delicately prise the distended porker shaft free
from its confinement when she parked the car and shut off the motor. The horny
vixen leaned across the seat and kissed her sibling full on the mouth, her
tongue surging between his receptive lips. She pressed their kiss only a few
seconds before breaking lip contact. She dropped her head, lips still ovaled,
and in one gulp slurped over half of the aroused boy's hefty dick deep into her
mouth. Philip's hips bucked upward, as the hot wetness of his sister's mouth
closed over the end of his bloated cock head. She tightened her lips around his
dick shaft and slowly raised back up it's length, lightly scraping her teeth
along the sides, sending erotic pulses shooting from his groin throughout his
body.

When Joann reached the fat crown of her younger brother's thick penis, she
laved her tongue around the rim of it, then dipped the tip of her tongue into
the small opening at the end hoping to get a taste of his cum juices that were
starting to ooze out. She drew her mouth up off the huge column of sibling
fuck-meat, then licked down the sides to his hairy ball pouch. Philip's groin
humped up again when his sucking sister tongued the tight sac, then delicately
sucked each testicle into the hot juicy cavern of her mouth. After thoroughly
polishing his scrotum and lapping all around the base of his upward jutting
man-root, Joann kissed and nibbled her way up the long length of her brother's
priapitic pole.

At the top once more, the lusty lass popped the plump glans back into her eager
oral cavity and started to bob her head up and down over the squirming man-
child's lap. She lovingly engulfed over half the length of his hefty cunt-log
with each downward thrust of her head. She reveled in the feel of the velvety
skin and thick girth of the massive prick filling her mouth and stretching her
cheeks and lips.

"Ah, shit yes, Muff. Your mouth feels soooo goooooddd on my cock. Suck it,
please. Suck harder," Philip groaned as the fellating female kept up her oral
ministrations on his inflated skin-flute. The entranced boy brought his hands
up to wind his fingers into the silky locks of the chomping chick, who was so
ably gobbling his distended johnson. Joann brought her own hands up to cradle
his ball sac and stroke the base of the tumescent tonsil tickler being humped
up through her puckered lips.

"Now, Muff," shouted the horny young male as he pushed her head forcibly
downward, causing his rampant rod to surge past the back of the aroused babe's
mouth and drive deep down her slim throat. "I'm gonna cum, Muff. I'm gonna
cum," moaned the inflamed lad holding his sister's face jammed down against his
groin as he felt the tide of hot sperm start it's eruption from the base of his
cock-stem.

"Ugggghhhhhhhh ---," groaned the surprised girl when her nose was thrust down
to be buried in the curly pubic hair of her brother's groin. "Mmmmm -
- hummmfffffff..." was her response to Philip's shouted declaration of imminent
orgasm. The big-titted bird quickly circled her fingers around the base of the
swelling cunt-pleaser and squeezed tightly. The pressure stopped the rise of
the fountain of cum juice and Philip halted his insistent hip thrusts in
surprise. He hastily released the pressure of his hands holding Joann's head
down on his peter, allowing her to unhurriedly lift her head back up, keeping
the pressure around the base on his cock to make sure none of the man-cream was
lost.

"Are you all right, Muff," asked a worried Philip? "Was I hurting you?"

"No, silly, I'm fine," purred the smiling girl. "I love sucking on your cock,
little Bro. But I want to have this monster in my hungry pussy when you blast
off. "

With that, Joann planted a quick kiss on her brother's lips and crawled over
the seat into the back seat, saying over her shoulder, "I think we'll have more
room back here. C'mon, hurry up."

As Philip clumsily, because of his pants still being unbuttoned, climbed after
his sister, she was unsnapping and unzipping her own jeans and pulling them
down over her trim hips. Philip fell/flopped face down onto the back seat.
Scrambling to turn over, he ended up sprawled half on and half off the seat.
While he was trying to get himself positioned halfway comfortably, his worked
up sister was working at his belt and pants snap, trying to haul his jeans down
over his hips.

"C'mon Philly," said the horny Joann. "Lift your butt more. There --- good."
She dragged her little brother's pants down over his knees, allowing her clear
access to the naked pleasure stake jutting up from his loins.

As Philip slid his naked butt back onto the cold seat and tried to find a
stable position, Joann knelt back on the other side of the seat to finish
pushing her own jeans and panties down to her knees, bringing goose bumps to
her lush pelvic area, now exposed to the cold air.

Pushing to get her jeans past her knees, Joann fell against the back of the
seat, half on top of Philip. He reached up to steady her and she managed to
shove the bunched up material past her knees and down almost to her shoes. That
gave her enough leeway to spread her knees and roll over completely on top of
her enflamed paramour. The lissome lass moved her hips to bring her already
engorged pussy lips in line with the bloated purplish cock head she wanted
bulldozed up into her female slot.

Joann covered Philip's mouth with hers, droving her tongue through his lips and
deep into his mouth. She maintained the fierce lip-lock and tongue battle, as
she wormed her hand down between their bodies and grabbed a hold of her
brother's big pussy pleaser. Lifting her hips slightly, she was able to bring
the bloated head of the stiff cunt-reamer down nearer the entrance to her juicy
hole between her swollen labia.

"Gghaaaaaaaah!" grunted Joann into Philip's mouth as the tip of his penis
brushed across her rigid, sensitive clitoris. She pushed the considerable heft
of the boy's prick further down until the head parted the slim girl's puffy
vaginal lips to seat itself at the entrance to her woman well. She spread her
knees out as far as the back of the seat and her own confining jeans would
allow; then pushed herself upright to bring her weight to bear in forcing her
brother's rock-hard man-bone into her body.

The distended bulbous head of Philip's major meat pole jammed up into the tight
muscle ring of his sibling lover's sleek snatch, causing them both to grunt and
hunch their hips together.

"Uunnnhhhh," groaned Philip when he felt the tip of his fuck pole press up
inside the sleek, velvety vise of his sister's honeypot. "Shit, yeah Muff. Your
cunt is soooo tight like this. Push down harder." The wildly excited boy
reached his hands up to grab onto Joann's svelte hips and pulled downward,
trying to help her power more of his penile length into her body.

The efforts of both horny teens succeeded in driving the fat end of Philip's
prick up into his sexy sister's body. The winsome wench jiggled her hips about,
maintaining the downward pressure, in trying to get more and more of her
brother's delightful dong up her slippery snatch.

Though her pussy was almost gushing cooze slime, the narrowness of the seat and
her own tight jeans restricted Joann from spreading her legs enough to allow
Philip's distended dick to freely press up into her. As she tried to pump her
groin up and down a bit, she pulled upward a little too high and the pussy
pleasing penis jerked back out of her cunt canal. In reflex, her body pushed
down and forward to recapture the fleshy intruder in her hairy slit. Instead of
ramming back into her hole, the swollen glans slid upward between the frantic
girl's labial lips and pumped hard against her stiff little seat of passion at
the top of her crack, her clitoris. The meaty prodding sent a jolt of raw
sexual pleasure firing from Joann's crotch throughout her body.

"Aah, ooh, yesss Philly like that ---," screeched Joann as she bumped her
pelvis forward and back against the pleasuring penile stick. Her vulval lips
spread around the bar of fraternal fuck flesh as Joann slid her slim thighs
rapidly up and down, repeatedly mashing the tip of his man-root against her
love button.

"Ng, ng, ng, ng, --," grunted Joann each time she humped her clit down. "Yes,
oh yes, noowwww, Philly. I'm cumminnnnnnggg." In a frenzy, the erotically
overcharged female pounded her genitalia against the hard rod of maleness
beneath her.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeessssss, --," wailed Joann as her slippery humping
repeatedly jammed her brother's cock-head against her stiff clit. She rolled
and jerked her hips about in a wild dance of orgasmic delight, sending jolt
after jolt of raw sexual delight through her loins each time the end of the
tumescent tube snake pounded against her quivering love button. She jerked and
writhed her hips about on top of the hunky younger boy beneath her.

Philip kept trying to lift her hips higher, so that he could maneuver his near-
to-bursting penis back into the warm wet vise of his sister's clasping cunt. As
her wild climax-induced humpings gradually started to subside, he managed to
lift and push her pelvis back enough to seat the distended head of his rampant
prick once again between the folds of her pussy lips right over her glory hole.
He jerked downward with his hands on her hips and thrust his groin upward,
crowding half the bloated length of his fuck-rod into the tight tissues of
Joann's vaginal folds.

"Uunnffffggfff, oowwwwww, Philly, pleeeaasssee," cried Joann, as her lust
maddened sibling tried to power more of his aching love pole into the
compressed tissues of her fuck-hole. "Easy, it's so tight like this and your
cock is sooo big. Uhhhhh, oh yess push, nooooo its toooo hard this way."

Philip kept pumping his hips upward, trying to cram more of his considerable
fuck-stake into his whimpering sister. Joann alternated between imploring him
to pump harder or to stop completely, when his colossal cunt churn rammed too
hard through her tender tissues. He had managed to stuff a little over half of
his hefty penis into the sobbing girl's cunt when she started to jerk her hips
frantically up and down on his pleasure pole.

"Awww, ohh yes, oh yes, Philly, now pump harder, fuck it into me. I'm cumming."
Joann flailed her hips madly onto the rigid bar of man-flesh inside her
frothing sex-chute and screeched out her orgasm. "Agghghgh -- fuck me, fuck me,
fuck me Philly." She swiveled and bounced her thighs about on his groin in
another burst of orgasmic frenzy, then collapsed forward onto his chest and
hugged her dear brother tightly.

"Philly, that was wonderful, thank you. I don't know if it was the position or
what, but you had me cumming one right after another." Joann lovingly stroked
her brother's smiling face then tenderly kissed his ear and worked her way
across his face to passionately press her lips to his. As the brother and
sister enjoyed their loving lip-lock, Philip's pelvis involuntarily hunched
upward, and Joann quickly realized that she still had a rampant rod embedded in
her pussy.

The grateful girl raised her chest up off of her brother to stare down between
their bodies at the inflated length of Philip's cock poking up into her snatch.
She wiggled her hips a couple times and found that the firm length was still
ready for action. "Gee, does that thing ever go down?" she giggled in delighted
wonderment. "Either your recuperative powers are superhuman, or you are such an
accomplished stud you managed to keep control and have not cum yet."

Philip grinned broadly, actually blushing a bit at the praise from his sister.
"I haven't cum yet, Muff. It was so great watching you and trying to help you
get off again, I forgot about cumming myself for a little while."

Joann leaned down, her smile alight with love and tenderness, and kissed Philip
soundly and thoroughly again. "Little brother, you are a man in a million. Kat
is one very lucky lady. Now, let's see if I can do something for your
condition." So saying Joann started to work her internal vaginal muscles around
Philip's stiff peter.

She was still learning how to best work the muscles to alternately squeeze and
release the fat man-pole inside her. From the look on Philip's face she was
starting to do something right.

"Yeah, Muff, oh fuck yessss. Your cunt is so tight and it's squeezing my
pecker." Philip moaned as he arched his hips up to shove more of his penile
length into the clasping warmth of his sister's skintight vagina.

Joann had just about figured out the right control and was managing to ripple
her pussy muscles so that she was actually drawing Philip's prick slowly
further up into her body, when a rapping on the window above their heads
interrupted the rutting teens. Luckily, all their passionate exertions had
generated enough heat to thoroughly fog up the windows, so that no one could
see in.

"Joie, is that you in there," came the familiar voice of Jean Ordini? "C'mon,
open up. Is everything okay in there," Jean asked as she tried the doors?

Joann leaned up and wiped a small patch clear in the fogged up window. Philip
slid as far down on the seat as he could below the window. "Hi Jeannie.
Everything's fine," the flushed Joann smiled at her friend.

Jean looked puzzled for a moment, then a sly grin flashed across her face. "I
was going to ask why the windows are all steamed up and you're parked back
here, but it's rather obvious, isn't it? Okay who is he. C'mon Pansen give.
You've got a guy in there, haven't you?"

Joann tried to come up with another explanation as she drew her clinging cunt
up off of Philip's mighty pole and tried to pull her pants back into place
without Jean seeing too much through the small cleared area of window. "Ah, we,
I mean I was just parked here reading. I've got to get home now. See you in
school tomorrow."

As Joann climbed over the seat and quickly got the car under way. As she pulled
away she could hear Jean howling with laughter.

They turned onto their street as Philip climbed over the seat and grinned at
his still flustered sister. She looked at him, and both of them broke out in
gales of guffaws. Still giggling and snorting as they got out of the car and
started into the house, Joann whispered to Philip, "Jean is my best friend and
as open-minded as they come; but I don't think I'm quite ready to tell her, it
was my little brother I was balling in the backseat." She grabbed Philip in a
quick hug and kiss before they went into the kitchen and further whispered in
his ear, "Even if he is the best lover I've ever had. She'd probably want to
borrow you."

At the supper table Mrs. Pansen asked her children, "One last time, kinder, are
you planning of going to the Halloween Masked Ball with your Father and me next
Saturday? If you are, and have not made any plans for costumes, you may still
be able to get good ones from Mr. Xamestro. We get all of our tailoring done at
his shop and also go to him for any costumes. He may be kind enough to whip up
something for the two of you on such short notice. What is it going to be, yea
or nay? I'll give you until after you finish the dishes to make up your minds."

As they did the supper dishes, the friendly siblings chatted over the weekend's
events. As they were finishing up they got around to discussing their plans for
the upcoming Halloween weekend. Philip wasn't at all keen about going. "That
Ball is for charity, which is great, but there won't be all that many kids my
age there."

"You're right on both counts, kiddo," agreed his sister. "But, I think Mom and
Dad were kinda looking forward to us going with them. Did you have anything
planned with the Dumb Duo," She said referring to Gog and Arn?

Philip grinned at the reference and shook his head.

"We talked about going Trick or Treating, but we thought we might get teased
about being too old. Then Arn said some of the older kids from his Temple were
going to take the younger kids around, to look out for them. Gog and I said we
wouldn't mind going along to help. That will be earlier in the evening on
Saturday, so I guess I could still make it in time to go to the Ball."

Joann gave her brother a hug and smiled in admiration. "I'm going to have to
stop dissing your goofy friends, if they keep coming up with mature, caring
ideas like that. I think it's a great idea. And as a reward for you, how would
you like to come to the Halloween Haunting Party at Mindy Faust's on Friday
night?"

"But I thought that that party was for seniors and their guests only," said
Philip. "I don't think you would be all that much appreciated if you brought
your little Freshman brother, no matter how handsome, suave and debonair he
happens to be," the young man preened and strutted around he kitchen.

Joann chuckled at her brother's parading about as she finished up wiping the
table. "You're right, they won't think much of a young boy being brought to the
party. But it Mr. Xamestro is half as good as Mom says he is, I think he may be
able to make you up to look a few years older; then I think you may be able to
pull off the masquerade. Want to give it a try?"

"Sure. It'll be fun fooling some of your snooty classmates."

The teen twosome trooped in to tell their parental units of their decision to
attend the Ball. "This is great," smiled Stu Pansen. "Your Mother and I were
hoping you would go with us. And it won't matter if you're a bit late because
of Philip helping chaperon the smaller children from Arnold's Temple around. We
are very proud that he has volunteered to help out."

Lori Pansen nodded in agreement from where she was sitting, cuddling on her
husband's lap. "I'll call Mr. Xamestro tomorrow morning and see if I can you
two appointments after school to pick out costumes and have them fitted. Joann,
you may have to miss part of your Gymnastics practice and the choice of
costumes may be limited at this late date."

"That's fine, Mom," agreed Joann. "We know it's late but I'm sure we can find
something interesting." Philip nodded his agreement. Joann continued, "I think
I'll head upstairs for the evening. I want to get everything ready for school
tomorrow. Night all." She kissed her Mother and Father good night and even gave
her brother a chaste peck on the cheek as she passed him on the way to the
stairs.

"Dad, is it all right if I light a fire in the Rec Room," asked Philip? "I'm
going to read a while and the fire sure felt great last night when we were in
there. I could lay another one in here for you guys."

"No, thanks," answered his Father hugging his Mother. "I think we'll keep warm
enough just cuddling. But you go ahead and light one in the Rec Room."

Philip did just that. After getting a nice warm blaze going, he settled in
front of it with a lamp and a book. He got so engrossed in the book that he
didn't realize how much time was passing until his Father stuck his head in the
door. "Your Mom and I are heading to bed now. There's school tomorrow, so head
on up soon."

"I will Dad, only a few more pages 'til the end of this chapter," answered
Philip.
When he was done with that chapter he laid the book aside and skinned out of
his clothes, throwing them down the laundry chute in the kitchen. Skyclad, he
padded back to the Rec Room and stretched out in front of the dying fire to
stare into the crumbling embers for a few minutes before going up to bed.

The book falling from her lap woke Joann. It took a couple seconds for her to
orient herself. A glance at her alarm clock showed that it was a few minutes
before midnight. She must have dozed off while reading in bed. She put the book
down on her nightstand and before turning in, padded to the bathroom.

As she came out of the bathroom, Joann noticed light coming from downstairs, as
though someone had left a lamp on. She tiptoed quietly down the carpeted
stairs, to turn off the light. Besides the lit lamp, she found an unclad Philip
stretched out in front of the fireplace, where the last coals of a fire were
slowly cooling. She went over and knelt beside her sleeping sibling. Bending
over, she lightly nibbled on his right ear until his eyes fluttered open.

It took Philip a couple seconds to wake up enough to place where he was. He
very quickly decided that he liked waking to find his nude sister leaning over
him. Her silky hair, falling half across her impish smiling face, tickled his
cheek and the sight of her naked breasts hanging just over his shoulder, the
nipples crinkled and erect from the coolish air, sent a flood of blood surging
to his cock, causing it to rapidly lengthen, harden and rise from where it lay
across one thigh.

"Hi Muff," Philip yawned as he raised himself up on his elbows. "I guess I fell
asleep watching the fire. Do you know what time it is?"

Joann sat back in her heels and replied. "It's just about 12. I fell asleep
reading in bed and just woke up. I noticed the light down here on my way back
from the bathroom. A little while longer and the fire would have been
completely out and you would have started getting chilly. You ready to come to
bed?"

"Yep," answered Philip starting to rise. "My bed is warmer and a lot more
comfortable."

As she turned and started to get up herself, Joann noticed Philip's erection
jutting up from his groin. Giggling, she reached over and gently wrapped her
hand around the middle of its fat length, then stroked up and down a couple
times.

"I see some parts of you are still wide awake."

Philip dropped back down to the floor and leaned back onto his elbows again. He
relished seeing and feeling his buck naked sister slowly and lovingly jacking
her hand up and down the length of his tumescent cock.

"Uummmmmm. That feels great, Muff. Your hand is so warm and soft," the
pleasured boy almost purred.

"This big pole is hot and hard," said Joann leaning in to delicately lick the
engorged purplish knob at the end of her brother's massive porking pole. "If I
remember correctly, we were interrupted today before my thoughtful,
considerate, loving not-so-little brother got his rocks off. You were so
concerned about my pleasure, that you held off cumming yourself. I think that
should be remedied and rewarded right now."

Maintaining her grasp on Philip's turgid tool, the horny girl rose up on her
knees and maneuvered herself parallel to the priapitic male's waist and lifted
one leg up and over him, so that she ended up straddling his hips.

"It's evident that your equipment is ready," snickered Joann as she slid her
hand to the end of Philip's mighty log of man-meat and dexterously caressed the
sensitive glans with her thumb, causing his hips to reflexively hump upward.

Philip watched, mesmerized as his sister brought her other hand to her own
crotch junction, spread her vulval lips wide apart and sluttishly sank two
fingers up into her squelchy tissues until her palm bumped against her pubic
mound.

"I guess I'm primed and ready also," the wanton gymnast grinned wickedly. "The
sight of my well-hung younger brother's naked body is enough to get my juices
running at flood stage. Okay Philly, let's play hide-the-salami!" So saying,
Joann spread her knees further apart and lowered her dripping snatch to the end
of the young man's rigid ramrod.

Philip stroked his hands up his sister's silky thighs and pulled her thighs
forward, stopping her from seating his distended cock-head in her sloppy slot.
"Just a minute, Muff. You were very nice to me also this afternoon and I'd like
the chance to return the favor also. You gave me a marvelous blowjob. I want to
do a little muff-diving now. Is that all right with you?"

"Ummm, that sounds good, bro. But I think I'm already wet enough. What do you
think?" Joann dragged a finger up through her dripping feminine trench and
brought the drenched digit to Philip's lips. The satyreen boy stuck his tongue
out to lick the juice from her finger, then sucked the whole finger into his
mouth to get all of the sister slime off of it. After thoroughly sucking on the
digit, he drew his head back and said, "You taste delicious. Come on, scootch
up and let me lick you."
The insistent young stud kept a gentle but steady pressure on Joann's hips with
his hands. The winsome wench slowly yielded to it, sliding forward on her knees
until she was straddling her young lover's shoulders.

Philip pulled his arms up, and then slid them down his sides, inside of Joann's
legs. He stroked his hands down her legs and up onto her tight firm haunches,
lifting and pulling, directing her forward a bit more to position the inviting
vee of her loins over his waiting mouth.

"Spread your knees a little wider, Muff," he directed. The buff bitch did as
her young lover directed, slowly sliding her knees further apart, until she had
lowered her oozing quim to within reach of his questing tongue.

Philip lifted his head up into the inviting vee between his sister's thighs and
stretching his tongue out, lapped her drooling vulva from bottom to top.

"Oooouuuuuuummmmmmm," mewed Joann as the erotic assault caused her loins to
jerk her against the pleasuring tongue. She pitched forward, catching herself
on her hands, so that she ended up leaning over Philip's head, her heavy
hooters hanging from her heaving chest, being tickled and further stimulated by
the hair on the licking man-child's scalp. She tried to keep her hips from
humping downward and half smothering Philip, but the incessant licking kept her
pelvis moving, fucking down to increase contact.

Philip licked up and down Joann's vaginal slit, lapping up the juices that were
flowing more and more copiously from her sloppy hole. He opened wide, sucking
her vaginal lips inside his mouth, then pulled and gently bit down on her whole
pussy. He stiffened his tongue and forced it between the compressed labia,
shoving it as far into her twat tunnel as he could.

"MMmmm, aahh, ooohhh, yeessss, Oh god, Philly, yesss," the breasty babe urged
her cunt-lapping sibling on.

Philip pulled his head back slightly, letting his sister's gushing gash pull
from his lips. He immediately moved back in, again licking up Joann's slit;
this time stopping at the top and pressing his tongue in to lap at her stiff
clitoris. This new stimulation elicited even wilder hip gyrations from the
aroused girl. Philip dug his fingers into the hard muscles of solid butt-cheeks
in an attempt to keep her somewhat still, as he continued his oral
ministrations.

The exuberantly licking boy alternated between slurping up the steady stream of
cunt juices that poured from his sister's gaping snatch, and nibbling and
tonguing her clit.

Joann was rocking back and forth on her arms, lost in a pleasant sexual haze
from her cunt-eating brother's attentions, when he changed his approach and
drove her over the orgasmal edge. Philip drew his head back slightly and again
stiffened his tongue. At the same time, he edged one hand inward across one
firm buttock to where he could lightly feel her puckered sphincter muscle. He
positioned one finger on the edge of the opening, and then at the same time,
speared his tongue and finger into her front and rear as deeply as possible.

"Agggghghgghgg, uuuuuuuuuhhhhffffff," Joann started to cry out then remembered
where they were and bit down on her wail. Philip kept up the duel front and
rear assault as Joann rocked back and forth, whimpering to a toe curling cum.
The moans deep in her throat gradually died down as her thighs slowly stopped
quaking and loosened from around Philip's head . Shaky from the reaction to his
tongue induced orgasm, Joann's arms gave out and she toppled over beside the
recumbent lad.

Philip eased her gently to the carpet and smiled lovingly down at his
momentarily sated sister. Joann's eyes fluttered open and she returned the
loving smile. As she sat up, Philip helped her with one hand as he pulled the
fingers of the other from their tight hot lodging in the beautiful babe's butt.
He impishly leaned closer, tilting his head as though listening and put his ear
to his sister's chest.

"Nope, you're not as good as the other brand," he declared.

"Huh! What are you yabbering about?" queried a puzzled Joann.

"Well, you just took a licking and I was listening to see if you were ticking."

Joann gave the appropriate response. She hit him up along side his head with a
hastily grabbed pillow from the couch. Then she grabbed him by the ears, drew
his still pussy juice covered face to hers and thoroughly kissed him, further
smearing her own sex drippings across both their faces.

She finally broke the kiss and leaned back to recoup a moment, as the last
flush of sexual heat faded from her still dribbling pussy.


"Little Bro, you are one quick study. With that tongue and technique, you'll
have the girls fighting each other to spread their thighs for you."

Philip blushed at the frank, flattering, erotic praise from his sister. "Thanks
Muff, but I think I agree with what Katey said. Going down on someone is very
personal and I think I'll only do it for those I really love. You most
certainly qualify there; and I'd like the chance to try it with Katey after her
doing it for me."

Joann leaned into the hard muscled chest of her brother to hug him tightly. "I
love you too, Philip Eugene Studly. And I repeat that I think Katey is one
lucky girl to have captured the heart of such a great guy."

Philip hugged his sister with one arm briefly, bringing the other up to cover a
yawn. "There is school tomorrow. Are you about ready to head for bed?"

Joann sat up a bit, but only enough to knock Philip's arms out from under him,
so that he fell flat on the floor. Before he could start to get up again, she
threw her left leg over his chest; then straddling him, facing his feet, she
shuffled her knees along his torso until her dripping honey-pot was positioned
right over his still rampant pussy-pole. His mighty missile of manhood nudged
between the lips of her steamy silo.

"I still want this big hunk of meat inside me, brother mine. No sleep for the
studly until I get my pussy plumbed." With that Joann leaned forward slightly,
placing one hand on Philip's leg to help her balance, as she rose up a little
on her knees and reaching back between her legs, gently grasped his blood-
bloated man-sausage and brought the fat head in line with her swollen vulva.

The horny girl spread her knees outward, bringing her juicy cum-hole down to
where her puffed up vaginal lips spread apart over the thick end of his prick.
The oozing sex juices thoroughly coated the massive intruder as Joann swiveled
her hips about trying to pop the huge knob into her cunt.

"Unngh, ummmmmmm," moaned the sex-besotted hussy, as she got the bloated man-
meat started up into her body. She placed both hands on her sibling lover's
legs and pushed her thighs wider apart, sinking her crotch lower, forcing still
more of her brother's delightful cock up her cunt-hole.

"Uhhh," a short grunt escaped her lips as she settled her weight, droving more
and more of the considerable length of man-flesh up into her slick woman-
sheath. With her knees spread out, she could not effectively raise and lower
herself on the bar of masculine muscle stretching the walls of her tight woman-
well; so she wiggled her pelvis side to side and forward and back, until
Philip's pussy poker bottomed out in her sloppy fuck canal, their hips pressed
firmly together.

Joann reveled in the feeling of fullness caused by her brother's hefty hard-on
stuffed up between her legs. She concentrated on the muscles of her well-toned
vagina, clamping down tightly around the hard tube of peter inside her. The
bodacious babe was getting the hang of contracting her internal muscles in a
wave, starting from the tight ring at the entrance of her love tube and moving
inward, massaging her lover's embedded cock and drawing it more firmly into her
body.

"Oh yeah, Muff. Whatever you're doing to make your pussy squeeze my cock, feels
great."
Philip reached forward and grabbing a hold of his sister's hips, bucked his
hips forward, helping to shove still more of hard fuck-rod into Joann's
yielding crotch canal. He humped his pelvis up and down, hammering his inflamed
sister-stuffer ever deeper into the squishy depths of his lustful sibling.

"Agh, unh, unh, unh, unh," grunted the slim naked damsel each time her brother
hammered his immense column of cock up into her willing snatch. Philip gripped
his sister's bare supple waist, holding her tightly as he arced his groin up
from the floor, repeatedly thrusting his pecker length as deep into the
yielding squelchy tissues of his hump crazy sister's cunt, as he could.

"Agh, agh, yes Philly, pound your meat into me," cried Joann. She leaned
forward, supporting herself with her arms braced, and her hands tightly
gripping his legs just above his knees. Her long shiny hair hung down over her
shoulders, partially obscuring her face. The light from the lamp cast her
features in shadows, her dark tresses swayed back and forth to the rhymic jolts
traveling up her body from where her brother fucked the huge log of his prick
up into the sloppy tissues of her grasping quim.

The weight of the humping harlot's substantial tits caused them to hang heavily
down from her chest. The driving pelvic slams of Philip's cock caused her
mammary mounds to also flop to and fro.

"Harder, Philly, slam it in harder," whined Joann, grinding her hips back and
down, trying to force still more of the pleasuring intruder into her body.

The slapping of flesh against flesh were the only sounds in the dim-lit room
for a number of minutes, as the satyristic boy kept up his metronomic hip
thrusts, pile-driving his bludgeoning cock upward into the deep saddle of his
sister's crotch, burying it to the bottom of her cunt-hole at each thrust.

"Ou, ou, ou, ou," Joann moaned softly. "More lover, more. I can't get enough of
you shoving your wonderful rod into me. I was getting a little jealous of Kat,
this weekend. She was getting to enjoy that mighty love-pole of yours; and I
had to be satisfied with my fingers. I hope you'll always save some lovin' for
your dear sister, little bro. I think once Katey gets used to that big sausage
of yours, she's going to want to have it stuck up between her legs as much as
possible. I know I do."

Philip managed to gasp out his reply while keeping up the relentless barrage of
pussy filling cock thrusts. "You, - ugh - don't have - ugh, ugh - to worry
about - ugh - that, Muffin. Ugh - I'll always - ugh - have time - ugh, ugh - to
make love with you."

The humping male's hip thrusts increased in strength and frequency as he
grunted out, "Now, Muff, -- I'm going to cum now."

"Oh yes, - I can feel you swelling bigger inside me," wailed Joann as she tried
to push her knees wider apart and mash her groin tighter to Philip's pistoning
pelvis.

Both fucking teens had to bite their lips to keep from moaning and crying out
in erotic abandon. Philip felt the internal muscles of the beautiful bitch
impaling herself of his loin-lance clamp down as spasm after spasm of
uncontrolled orgasm jolted her body. Her internal massage caused his cock to
start spurting cum, hosing the walls of her love hole with gouts of creamy man-
juice.

Finally sated, Joann collapsed forward onto Philip's legs. He bucked upward a
couple more times, emptying the last of his cum-load into his sister's greedy
snatch.

His slowly deflating peter finally pulled out from between Joann's loose labia.
The two tired teens lay like that for a couple minutes, until they managed to
help each other up. Then after making sure everything was okay in the Rec Room
they turned out the lamp and climbed the stairs together. They took a couple
minutes to lovingly clean up each other's genitals, before tiptoeing off to
their respective bedrooms.

The next day at school Philip looked for Katey when he arrived, and between
each of his morning classes. It seemed as though they had no classes in the
same part of the building in the first part of the day, because he caught no
sight of her. But his perseverance paid off at lunch. After getting his meal,
he scanned the huge dining hall, finally spotting his diminutive lover sitting
near the entrance, chatting with a trio of other Eighth grade girls. Gog and
Arn came up behind him and urged him to sit with them, but he declined and
walked over to the table where Katey was seated. His approach drew the notice
of the girls talking with Katey and a number of other Eight grade pupils. The
'Upperclassmen', Ninth graders and above, seldom mingled with the 'Lower'
Seventh and Eighth graders.

The girls talking with Katey fell silent and stared up at him, as Philip came
to stand beside Katey's chair. "Is this seat taken?" he said, sitting his tray
down next to his pint-sized paramour.

Katey looked up at the sound of his voice and smiled. Philip was halfway into
the chair when the smile hit him. The Sun came to mind, because he felt warm,
happy, alive and loved. Any doubts, misgivings, worries or trepidation's he had
had about how he felt about Katey, or she for him, withered up and dropped
away. At their age, others may call what he felt, 'puppy love'. Well fine, get
him a bone and call him Rover, the boy was gone.

Philip dropped the rest of the way onto the chair, his mouth gaping slightly.
He quickly recovered and reaching a hand over, laid it on one of her hands and
squeezed lightly.

"I've been looking for you all morning, in the halls. I guess we don't have any
classes in the same part of the building."

It was Katey's turn to have a wave of euphoria sweep over her. The weekend had
been fabulous beyond telling. Joann showing her how much she valued her as a
friend, all the new clothes, and eating out had been exiting and wonderful.
Then, losing, or rather giving and sharing her virginity with the boy she had
secretly admired and loved had been the stuff dreams are made of. But now, here
he was seeking her out, holding her hand, in front of her classmates and
telling her he had been looking for her, ---- Katey didn't faint, but just
barely.

Katey finally came back from being lost in Philip's eyes and managed to cover
her slack-jawed pause by concentrating on thoroughly masticating a tough
forkful of mashed potatoes. She swallowed, and managed to speak in a fairly
normal voice. "I can jot down my class and room schedule and you can see if we
have any classes close together."

Philip took his time over some really chewy Jell-O, then replied- "How 'bout we
compare notes when we're done here, out in the Solarium?"

The Solarium was part of the open Rec area the students congregated in after
lunch, when it was too inclement to venture out-of-doors.

"Fine," answered Katey. The other girls at the table started to giggle and
whisper between themselves as the minutes dragged on, and the two lovebirds sat
eating their lunch and gazing into each other's eyes, oblivious to the rest of
the world. Finally one of them broke the trance by directly addressing Katey.

"Katey, I don't believe the owner of The Shoals really called you Miss Katrina,
and had a special dish made for you."

"Wha -- oh, Bonnie, I'm sorry. This is Philip Pansen. Philip, this is Bonnie,
Judy, and Monica." Katey belatedly made introductions around the table.

Philip smiled at the girls, who nervously said 'hi' back. "My folks are good
friends of Mr. Rayman, the owner of The Shoals. Katey was at our place this
past weekend, visiting my sister; and we all went out to eat there. When Mr.
Rayman found out how much Katey loves seafood and that it was her first visit
to his establishment, he made a special point of getting to know her and having
the chef prepare one of his very special dishes for her."

The girls were already slightly slack-jawed and giggly nervous being this close
to such a handsome guy. But after Philip's confirmation of Katey's story, they
were even more abashed with envy of Katey. Especially because it was so obvious
how much he cared about her.

Philip and Katey finished up their lunch and excused themselves. They took
their trays to the clean-up area, then strolled out to the Solarium hand in
hand.

They found a spot by one of the outside windows and stood watching the leaves
drift down from the schoolyard maples. Katey finally dug into her purse and
bringing out paper and pen, quickly scribbled out her class and room schedule.
Philip then took the sheet and jotted his schedule next to hers. They found
that, unfortunately, lunch was the only time during the day that they were in
the same part of the building complex at the same time.

"We can have lunch together every day, if you'd like," Philip suggested. "That
is if you don't mind sitting with me. You may prefer talking with your friends,
I just met." He shyly went on.

Katey took his hands again and squeezed them tightly. "Of course, I'd rather
spend lunch with you, silly. Like I told Joann, I really don't have all that
many friends. My chest gets in the way." She paused and giggled at the
embarrassed blush that spread across her young beau's face. And as he started
to say something, she continued -- "You don't have to start apologizing again.
I know how you feel and I forgive you and I'm so happy that you really care for
me, all of me. But most boys just stare at my breasts, even when they come up
to try and talk to me. Most of the girls make snide comments that are just as
crude or cruel. They somehow think I grew these on purpose and that I'm trying
to get all the boys for myself. I sometimes wish that I didn't have them. But,
when I said that to Joann, she threatened to tickle me unmercifully. She said I
should be proud of my body and myself and not worry about what anyone else
thinks. But I do want to know what you think."

"I said my big sister is smart and warm and caring. I agree with her. Do the
best you can and be proud of yourself and others will care for you for
yourself. I know I care for you," Philip said.

Katey beamed. She glanced around the area, then stretched up on tiptoe and gave
Philip a quick kiss on the cheek. Philip's grin was so wide, his cheeks were
starting to ache. He gave Katey a quick hug then asked, "Are you okay today? "

"Yes, I'm fine," answered Katey. "You look, I don't know, kinda worried or
something. Are you having second thoughts about liking me or something?"

"No, Katey," the young man quickly reassured her. "That's not it at all. It's
just, well, sorta embarrassing asking, out in the open, here at school."

The now thoroughly perplexed Katey pressed him further. "Embarrassed about
what? What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, Kat," Philip almost whispered. "I just want to make sure that
you aren't having second thoughts about what we did this past weekend. Jo said
that sometimes, after a girl losses her virginity, she has doubts about whether
it was the right thing to do, and whether the guy she did it with will still
like her. I hope you're feeling okay about it, and I want you to know I care
for you very much."

Katey had to pinch herself. To hear this from the guy she had loved from afar,
since the first day she had come into the school and seen him, was almost too
much. Tears spilled down her cheeks and regardless of who saw them, she hugged
Philip tightly. He wrapped his arms around her and the two stood there
oblivious to everything else. Katey finally stepped back and wiped the tears
from her cheeks. Then seeing the concerned look on Philip's face, she hurriedly
explained.

"Don't worry. Those were happy tears. I have absolutely no worries about our
making love, and I am so happy that you really like me. I can hardly wait 'til
Gymnastics' practice to talk to Jo." The happy curvy cherub started to go on,
but noticed that her lover's face hadn't cleared completely.

"Philip, what else is there? Please tell me. I don't think I could stand it, if
you had any doubts or reservations about us. Please tell me what else is
bothering you."

Philip's face and down into his neck blushed a bright red. He stammered and
cleared his throat a couple times before getting out -- "Its not really
something to - well maybe you should wait 'til practice and talk to Jo. She's
the one who thought about it first, though I'm concerned too -- but I'm not
sure if I should --." He stuttered to a halt and stood in front of her looking
confused, concerned, and embarrassed.

Katey wasn't sure what to make of this, but pressed him further. "You, yourself
said that keeping things from someone else can only lead to eventual confusion
or hurt feelings. I think we came to a fairly solid understanding that we can
talk to each other about most anything, this past weekend. Didn't we?"

Now Katey's face was settling back into lines of concern and doubt. Philip
couldn't stand to see her like that, so he tried again. "Katey, please don't
worry or anything. It's nothing like I don't care about you, I do, more and
more all the time. This is just a bit embarrassing, but here goes. On the way
home after taking you home yesterday, I told Muff about what we did in my room.
I told her how much I like you and how careful I was trying to be, but things
got a bit wild and we were going at it pretty hard and I hoped I hadn't hurt
you. I asked her what she thought. She said as long as I never tried to force,
or coerce you into doing anything you weren't sure about and that we were both
comfortable with what we were doing, she didn't see any problem. She did say
that you might be a bit sore for a couple days. And that's what I was wondering
about. Are you okay, you know --- down there?" The thoroughly blushing boy
finally fell quiet and glanced beseechingly at his tiny girlfriend for some
sign of understanding. He was very relieved to see a smile of fondness and a
little humor spread across her face.

"I guess we'll just have to talk a lot with each other and about all topics,"
declared Katey. "Then we won't be embarrassed to ask about anything. And, thank
you for being so caring to think about how I felt, even if it was embarrassing
to ask. I am a little sore today. And don't get that look on your face, Philip
Eugene Pansen you weren't too forceful or aggressive, I was just as energetic
and enthusiastic as you were. You didn't force me to do anything I didn't
thoroughly enjoy and want to do again." The petite wanton wench moved her body
against the taller boy's to hide her hand movement as she impetuously palmed
his hardening cock through his jeans and hurriedly stroked up and down it's
growing length a few times. "If we had the time and a private place, I'd love
to suck this piece of meat into my mouth and feel it slide down my throat
again. And I meant it, when I told you yesterday, that the next time we have an
opportunity, I want to get all of that big cock of yours inside me and I intend
to keep at it until I do."

Philip wasn't sure whether to be more relieved about Katey's declarations about
feeling fine, or embarrassed about her brazen public fondling of his crotch.
But he was sure that he liked being with her whatever they did or talked about.
He looked furtively about then hastily reached one hand up to return the caress
by lightly tweaking the nipple of one of the wee wench's massive bazooms. Katey
caught her breath sharply and brought her free hand up to press her young
stud's fingers more fully against her mammary mound and groaned softly from the
erotic jolt that spread outward from her stimulated breast. Before they drew
too much attention, both aroused teens reluctantly drew a little apart and
Philip asked the first thing that came into his head.

"How do you know my middle name and what's yours?"

Katey was still getting her breathing under control, but managed to giggle and
answer. "Jo and I were whispering secrets and other girl-type talk in bed. She
told me your full name because I wanted to know all I could about you. She told
me her full name also. We even picked out pet names for each other that no one
else calls us. She's the only one that calls me, Kat. And I picked J.J. for
her, because of her middle name being Jessica. Would you like it if we had pet
names for each other only we could use." Katey's radiant smile made saying 'no'
nearly impossible, so Philip let her carry on.

"J.J. said you weren't all that happy with Eugene, but would it be alright if I
called you Gene?" Philip grinned and nodded. Katey continued on -- "Now you
have to come up with a name for me."

Philip thought a moment then smiled. "Since both of us, and especially you
tried and did so many things this past weekend, how 'bout I call you my little
Katy-did?" Katey blushed bright red all over and giggled her acceptance.

"Oh, I almost forgot," interrupted the also grinning boy. "You won't be seeing
Muff at practice after school. She and I have to go see if we can get costumes
for some charity masquerade dance our folks support. They'd like us to go with
them. It's on Saturday. I could see if they could another ticket, if you'd like
to go with me. I know the folks won't mind. They like you a lot also. I think
they think you're a good influence on me."

Katey smiled from the warm praise. "It sounds like fun Gene. But this weekend
is already filled with Halloween activities. Friday night, we're going over to
my Aunt Dot and Uncle Allen's and go Trick or Treating with my cousins, Matt
and Mark. Then Saturday we're all heading down state to visit my Dad's folks,
Gramma and Grampa Zelmer." The bell interrupted the young couples conversation,
so after a quick hand squeeze and promise to get together the next day for
lunch, they hurried back to their classes.

END OF ACT FIVE

Again, thank all of you who have taken the time to send me a note saying you
liked the goings on of Joann & Philip. I have a few more ideas so to what they
can get into (besides each other) & will keep sending these along.

Rod madwoods@erie.net