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Introduction:
The second chapter in a very long series
I know it's been forever. Sorry.

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Morning. 7:45. My parents are already up. Coffee's probably on. My alarm's gonna go off in 5 minutes. My mom's gonna wake up Cody in 10 minutes. He'll actually get up in 20. I fucked my sister 7 hours ago. We're gonna have to ride in the same car to school for 10 minutes in half an hour. I'm going to have to look at her. She's going to see me. We might even make eye contact. I fucked my sister 7 hours ago. I came inside her. She could be fucking PREGNANT. AT THIRTEEN. WITH HER brother. I'm going to jail. I'm going to hell. I fucked my sister 7 hours ago. Maybe everything's already fucked. Maybe Cammi is telling my parents what happened last night. Maybe she already did. No, why would she? Even if she was pissed at me she wouldn't tell anyone to screw me over, she'd be ruining her own life just as much. Almost as much. How do you know she wouldn't? You think she's the level-headed girl you thought she was yesterday? She had you fuck her last night. This morning actually. Whatever. She reads your internet history. She watches porn. She broke her hymen on fucking purpose. Her hormones are clearly wack. You are clearly fucked.

What if she's not mad but she's scared? You came inside her. She could be pregnant. PREGNANT. SHE'S THIRTEEN. What if she doesn't know what to do and she talked to your parents crying and in hysterics? Wouldn't you? You just entered high school and your life could already be over. The girl everyone thought was so perfect and pure walking around school with a growing belly. At thirteen. Mom! Dad! What do I do?

What if she never woke up. What if you actually fucked her u*********s and she's still lying there with your cum seeping out of her pussy and Mom walks in and sees her like that? What a joke. You're a virgin. Were. You didn't fuck someone so good they actually passed out. Get over yourself. But what if I hit her head on the wall? What if she just fell asleep like that? Same thing. Mother walks in to check on daughter. She's buck naked and leaking semen. Jail. Hell. Life over.

7:46.

My head was still swimming when my alarm went off. I slammed my clock instantly. I was exhausted and it felt like could sleep for a week, but I was too stressed out. Way too stressed out. My mind was working on overdrive for seven hours. My body was functioning on pure adrenaline. I was scared to move quickly. I was scared to do anything. I had been like this ever since I nutted early this morning and actually understood what I had just done. As alert and tense as I had been this whole morning, I couldn't quite remember what happened after I had cum inside my sister, but I did remember leaving her abruptly and unceremoniously on her bed, my seed still dribbling out of her young pussy. My brain wasn't working. I panicked so hard I just left herHOLY SHIT DID I EVEN CLOSE HER DOOR?!

I jumped off my bed and bounded over to my door in less time than it takes to blink. I opened it and almost bowled over Cammi herself, who was standing right outside my room.

"Cammi?" I said in blank surprise. She was taken aback too. She had her hand out like she was about to open my door just before I yanked it open myself. I was about to stutter something panicked or apologetic before she gently pushed me back into my room and put a finger to her lips, hushing me up with an urgent "Shhh!"

She calmly but swiftly closed my door as I stood there dumbly watching her. She was all dressed and ready to go to school. No eyebags. No disheveled hair or clothes. Like nothing ever happened.

I opened my stupid mouth and blurted out, "Cammi I am so-"

Cammi turned with a quick "Shhhh!" again. "What's wrong with you?" she asked in an urgent whisper. "You want Mom to hear you? She could come wake Cody up any minute."

She was right. So I closed my agape mouth and just stood there in my boxers. Staring dumbly at her. Cammi wasted no time breaking the silence.

"We really need to talk about what happened," she said.

I was going to say something in agreement but only managed to raise my eyebrows.

"Not right now," she continued, "Later. I just wanted to tell you before school. 'Cause, you know, you kind of freak out about stuff a lot."

I was going to laugh. Then I was going to agree. Then I was going to say "no I don't." Then I was going to exhale with relief.

I just shook my head like a giant retarded bobblehead. I think my mouth was hanging open again.

"Did...did you sleep last night?" she asked.

The words in my brain turned into mush before they reached my mouth. All I managed was, "You're...mad?" Wow. Dude, you're...you're just...you are fucking retarded.

"I'm mad? What?"

"Not mad. I mean. Not mad?" Caveman talk good. Use many words.

"No I'm not mad. Even though you just left me there with the door hanging wide open-"

"OH MY GOD I'M SO-"

"SHHHHH!" Cammi actually put her hand over my mouth this time. "Shut up Jord!"

I looked at her with eyes like a deer caught in headlights and glanced over at the door. She did the same and dropped her hand from my mouth and sighed.

"Seriously stop freaking out. I'm fine." She looked at me with a frown and 10 times more composure than I had.

"You're gonna miss breakfast if you don't get dressed," she said bluntly. "And brush your teeth, your breath smells really bad."

Cammi left my room and gave me a glance that said "you better hurry" before she closed the door behind her. I continued to stand there stupidly in my boxers for another minute. I couldn't believe what just happened. Not only did Cammi not have the FBI arrest me, she looked and acted like nothing was wrong. Like I didn't just creampie her and leave her for dead in full view of anyone who wanted a late night snack a few hours ago. And she had her shit way more together than me. I felt enormous relief and soon after enormous shame. Not only did I take advantage of a young vulnerable girl to pop my cherry, but that girl was my sister. And to top it all off, she was handling it a hundred times better than me. But still, I felt a lot better. My mind stopped racing. The adrenaline stopped pumping. My mouth stopped hanging.

And then it all hit me at once. I was dead tired. I couldn't stay awake another minute. My knees wanted to fold. My eyes wanted to close. And I was STARVING.

I did as Cammi said and freshened up. I saw my reflection in the bathroom mirror as I brushed my teeth. I could carry groceries in the bags under my eyes. I put on extra deodorant instead of showering and threw on the first T-shirt and jeans I saw. By the time I was dressed I had yawned so much I was tearing up. I shuffled my way downstairs and perked up just long enough to inhale two eggs and some cereal before going back into zombie mode. I got into the car before Cammi or Cody and fell asleep the moment I buckled up. When we got to school Cammi practically pushed me out the door I was so dead.

I slept through every class that day. In half the classes the teachers angrily yelled at me to wake up. Ms. Pelletier did it three times. Four maybe. I don't know, but it was enough for her to threaten me with detention, and Ms. Pelletier fucking loved me. In the other half of the classes I woke up at end of period to feel random shit slip off the back of my head. Pencils, empty pop cans, rulers. My classmates wouldn't waste an opportunity to take advantage of my exhaustion. I woke up mid-lunch with two straws up my nose. When I hopped on my computer at home later that day I saw pictures circulating among my friends on Facebook.

By the end of the school day I had slept through classes enough to be completely fucked because I didn't learn shit but also enough to not nod off every time I stopped moving. I talked with my friends at the pickup spot and spotted Cammi a bit further away talking with her friends. If we walked somewhere a bit further this would be a good time and place to have that talk she mentioned this morning, but I decided not to force it. God knows this shit's gonna be awkward when it happens, why rush it?

When my mom pulled up a few minutes later and Cammi and I piled in, we were greeted by Cody gleefully bragging about how he got perfect on a spelling test. Cammi and I congratulated him and asked him to spell different words the entire ride home. Cammi asked him to spell a made up word and everyone laughed as he struggled to comply. I pinched his cheek and he giggled and pulled away. It really was just like any other day.

We got home and I made a beeline for my computer like usual. I started downloading the new releases of my favorite anime and manga and checked my Facebook. I was in the middle of perusing the different pictures of me with straws up my nostrils when I noticed Cammi sign onto Skype on the corner of my screen. That's weird, she's almost never online on any messenger unless she wants to talk to someone about something. No sooner had the thought crossed my mind when I saw message popups climb the corner of my screen.

~*Camille*~ says:
hey

~*Camille*~ says:
dont start watching stuff or playing poker

~*Camille*~ says:
and make sure theres a lot of cash in your wallet

What?

I was about to respond when I saw her messages get quickly deleted one by one. Then I heard the sound of Cammi's footsteps as she walked past my room and downstairs. A few minutes later heavier footsteps came back up. Then someone knocked on my door.

My mom stepped in. "Jordan you're not doing anything right now, right?"

I shook my head and said, "No."

"Great," she replied. "Can you go with Camille to Superstore and pick up a few things?"

"Now?" I asked. "Won't Dad do the groceries on his way home?"

"Yes but Camille wants me to teach her how to bake cupcakes before your father gets home. We're low on baking powder so if we're going to buy more might as well do the groceries while we're there. Or do you expect Camille to carry all those bags the whole way back?"

"The whole way back? From the garage to the kitchen?"

"Oh I'm not driving you two. You can just walk."

"What? What happened to 'while we're there'?"

"By we I meant you and Camille," she said cheekily. "I have to write some emails but I should be done by the time you get back. It's only 5 minutes away anyway, you could use the exercise."

"Are you saying I'm fat?" I retorted with false offense.

"Yes," she countered in total deadpan.

"Oh."

"Camille's waiting for you," my mom said with a lilt in her voice as she left my room.

I remembered what Cammi had said in her message and made sure I had over 200 bucks in cash before I headed downstairs. I'll be paying for the groceries by credit card anyway, so $200 should be more than enough for whatever Cammi's after, right? As I went to the front door I saw Camille leaning against the wall waiting for me.

"Cupcakes, huh?" I asked as I slipped on my shoes.

"Yeah. Something wrong with cupcakes?"

"No. As long as you don't burn them."

"Because you haven't loved everything I've ever cooked or baked, right?"

"Fair enough."

We'd been walking in silence for about a minute when I decided to bite the bullet.

"So...you made up this cupcake reason to give us time to talk with no one around right?"

"Uh...no," she answered, "I really do want to make cupcakes. But that too."

"Killing two birds with one stone, eh?"

"Three, actually."

"Three? What's the third bird?"

"You'll see when we get there," she replied coolly. Uh oh. She's gonna blackmail me to buy her something expensive isn't she? What could she possibly want in the Superstore that Mom or Dad wouldn't buy for her?

We walked for another 30 seconds or so before I bit the bullet again.

"Soooooo..." I blurted.

"Yeah," Cammi said softly.

"About last night..." I continued awkwardly.

"I can't believe you ejaculated inside me," she said bluntly.

"Oh my God Cammi I am so, SO sorry."

"That's how you get pregnant, you know? I have periods too, if you didn't know. I really can get pregnant."

Holy shit holy shit holy shit. I'm such a bastard. What have I fucking done?

"I have no idea what's wrong with me," I pleaded. "I...I just...I can't believe I did that."

"I can't believe I did that either."

"Yeah and you're so young. And I took advantage of you and...I'm sorry." I put my face in my hands and groaned.

"I'm sorry too. I don't know what came over me. That's how you get STD's too! Like, I know we probably don't have any, but still we..."

Another beat of silence.

"You didn't take advantage of me," Cammi said reassuringly.

I gave her a disbelieving look before saying, "Yeah I did. You're-"

"If you wanna be hard on yourself then do it for ejaculating in me. But you didn't take advantage of me. I asked you to fuck me. I told you to fuck me. It's not- what?" She noticed me cringing.

"It...feels weird to hear you use that kind of language," I explained.

"I'm thirteen, Dad," she responded, "and I'm not a big pottymouth like you are. It's just easier to say than 'have sex with me.'"

"And...ejaculate?" Hooh, why am I continuing this topic of conversation? Talking about this kind of stuff with Cammi feels so weird.

...Really dude? Weirder than sticking your dick in her? ...Okay. And giving her a creampie? OKAY.

"Isn't that the right word?" Cammi asked.

"It is, I guess, but there are a thousand other words you could use. Words that are easier to say," I said with attitude, like I was disappointed in this pubescent girl for not being a thesaurus of raunchiness. "You said you watch porn? Did they really say, 'OH GOD I'M EJACULATIIIIIIIIIING!'"

"Oh my God shut up! People will hear you! And I'm sorry I didn't take notes, Professor Horndog."

"Professor Horndog. Wow. That's the best you can do, eh?"

"Whatever. So what are these easier words I'm missing out on?"

"Cum, jizz, cream, there's a bunch." I felt my face getting hot. I was starting to feel a little less awkward talking about this with Cammi the way I was but it was still hella weird. "Usually cum though."

"Come? Like, come here?"

"Yeah, except spelled C-U-M. Past tense is still came though."

"That's weird."

"You know I think I thought the same thing when I first heard it too, but I'm kinda used to it now."

We were walking into the Superstore's parking lot now so we spoke a little more quietly, but that didn't stop the banter.

"You're used to it now?" A small grin slowly appeared on Cammi's face. "You make it sound like you're an expert on sex. I'm pretty sure I wasn't the only virgin last night."

"That's true. But I'm a guy. I really know my shit."

"Yeah? Did you learn it from those little girl sex comics? No wonder you were all over me last night."

I was definitely full on blushing at this point. "Uh...yeah sorry. But that's why I should stick to the comics right? And why you shouldn't make fun of me for it! I've got urges you know?"

"Oh I do know," Cammi said smoothly as we walked through the sliding doors. "I felt your -urges- inside me."

Aaaaaaand I wanna kill myself again. Man how hard did I fuck this up oh she's smiling. It was a joke. Ha. Ha ha. No.

"Too soon, Cammi," I said sadly, "and I'm sorry again."

"Well that's why you're going to make it right. How much money did you bring?"

"Cash? Like 200."

"Wow. That's plenty."

"Plenty for what?"

"Where's the pharmacy?"

I pointed over to the far corner of the supermarket and she led the way over there.

"Okay," Cammi said confidently, "you are going to go over there and look for something called Plan B. It's a pregnancy pill and it's supposed to be really expensive." Oh. Oh shit. That's what the cash is for. So this doesn't have to show up on the credit card receipt. Yeah, make things right. I definitely owe her at least this much. Man fuck I can't believe I did this to her.

"Okay," I said solemnly.

"And I don't know what condoms are good or not but just buy a bunch of those too."

Wait

what?

"Wait, what?"

"Some condoms. Whatever brand you think is good. I trust you."

Something wasn't clicking. I looked her dead in the eyes like I was trying to figure out the meaning of life right then and there for what must have been a year before...

"You want to...I thought that was it," I said. "Like one and done. You actually want to..."

"Didn't you like it?"

"No. I mean yeah. Yeah. I loved it. I mean, apart from being traumatized because I thought I killed you and then wanting to kill myself and not sleeping or even blinking all night."

"Then don't get traumatized. I told you I wasn't mad," my little sister said. "Well, too mad. We already went this far, why would we stop?"

"Um, for starters, the first time was a fucking disaster and I came inside you-"

"Can you stop. Saying stupid things. So stupidly loudly?!" Cammi snapped.

I swiveled my head around like a periscope to see if anyone heard my idiotic outburst but thankfully no one was near or looking our way.

"Look," Cammi said, "just go to the pharmacy and buy the stuff with the cash. I'll start getting the groceries."

My heart was pounding 10 times a second. Out of fear or panic or excitement, I don't know. Probably a combination of all three.

"It's gonna be so embarrassing though," I realized out loud. "An u******e teenage boy buys a morning after pill and a box of condoms? That's like telling the pharmacist straight up that I'm having u******e sex and fucked up, but I want to continue with protection."

"Isn't that the exact situation?"

"Yeah, but..."

"But what?"

"Why don't you do it?" I asked with a shit-eating grin.

"You're older. And you're a guy. It's 100 times more embarrassing for me if I do it," Cammi said forcefully. "You came inside me. You owe me."

I winced. She was absolutely right.

"Just come find me somewhere in the produce area when you're done. Oh and Jord, last night may have been a fucking disaster," this u******e vixen said as she tiptoed up to whisper in my ear, "but at least it was fucking."

I instantly pitched a tent and watched her as she traipsed down the aisle. She didn't even look at me as she said that last part. The little cocktease. Where did she learn that? Definitely not altar serving. She's probably just a natural seductress. Oh boy, yeah, seductress! She's 13 you sick fuck! Whatever. I already sold my soul to the devil. I felt bad because I thought I destroyed my beloved sister, but she's obviously got more grit than me and she wants us to keep on keeping on, so I am all. Fucking. Aboard.

I sat on a nearby chair and waited for my boner to go limp. I bit my knuckle as I watched Cammi walk further away. She really was something. Barely into her teens and not only did she handle her first time oodles better than her older brother, but she figured out what to do next on her own. She made up an excuse to fix a fucked up situation the same day it happened, and killed two, sorry, three birds with one stone. She didn't freak out. She didn't get scarred for life. And somehow, she knows how to get the heart racing. How to tease. She's going to break hearts when she's older.

Oh God she's going to break MY heart. I already know how naughty she is at just 13, when she has boyfriends at 16 just thinking about it is gonna kill me. I'm gonna know, oh man I'm gonna know what she's doing every time she leaves the house. Oh God not my little Cammi. Seriously, dude? You're 15 and you're gonna get a daughter complex over your little sister? Who you're gleefully planning to plug? How is that going to turn out, by the way? She's your sister, you moron. You live in the same house. You're gonna go the rest of your life popping boners every time you see her at the dinner table and frantically trying to find opportunities to have sex with her in the house you guys share with two parents and a younger brother until one of you moves out? How long you think that's gonna last 'til your parents suspect or even catch you? You're a terrible actor and a worse liar. What if she gets pregnant? You best be on point with the contraceptives pal, 'cause you know if you knock her up neither one of you has the heart for an abortion, and not only will your life be over as you know it, the k**'s gonna come out an autistic Cyclops or something. You really willing to risk all that, to put that pressure on yourself because you're too much of a slob to get an actual girlfriend? Because it's not enough for you to jack it to lolicons or even your own sister? You actually gotta do her for real?

Is it all worth it?





Fuck.

Yes.



Okay you're never gonna go limp if you don't stop thinking about her. Come on.

A couple minutes later I was scouring the pharmacy racks. There were so many condom brands and boxes of different sizes. Some names I recognized, some I had never heard of. I eventually narrowed my options to a 36 pack of ribbed Trojans, or a no-name pack of 100 for half the price. The Trojans were obviously way more expensive, but the box intrigued me, and I kind of wanted to hear Cammi scream and moan. But would your parents? If you're going to fuck her, it's gonna be late at night, and you guys will need to stay quiet. It's a miracle you weren't caught last time. That's true. So the value pack I guess. But what if quality is relative to price? Well, duh. That's always how it is. Things don't get better the cheaper they are. No but what if they're reeeeeally relative with condoms. Like what if the cheap ones slip off all the time? You don't have the biggest dick ever. What if they give you a rash? Or break a lot? Don't forget: autistic Cyclops.

Okay then, Trojan it is.

Now for the Plan B. Alright more condoms, allergy medicine, Vagisil......Plan B there it is. Hm. Pretty small and light. How many are in- wow one pill literally. It's...yeah it's actually one pill. That's weird I've never seeFIFTY FUCKING DOLLARS? FIFTY. FIFTY DOLLARS. FOR ONE FUCKING PILL? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?! HOW THE FU-FIFTY DOLLARS! FIFTY!


Earlier with Cammi I was sweating bullets thinking about how I was gonna deal with the embarrassment of buying from the pharmacy. While buying though, I barely even noticed the cashier's judgmental eyes. I was too busy thinking about how the Plan B pill cost FIFTY FUCKING DOLLARS. FOR THE ONE PILL. IS THERE COCAINE IN THE PILL OR SOMETHING? IS IT MADE OF DIAMOND? IT FUCKING BETTER BE. IT'S FUCKING FIFTY DOLLARS FOR ONE PILL. THIS FUCKING THING IS WORTH ITS WEIGHT IN GOLD! FIFTY! FIFTY DOLLARS! FOR ONE-

"Can you stop?"

"What?" I asked. I was paying for the groceries with Cammi. I couldn't even remember getting here.

"You keep muttering 'fifty dollars' and 'one pill',"Cammi said flatly.

"Oh. Sorry."

"I told you it was expensive."

The cupcakes turned out more like muffins, but they were still delicious. I love blueberries. Dad was pleasantly surprised when he got home and Cody was losing his mind because Mom told him he couldn't have any more until after dinner. That's one way to get Cody to eat his broccoli I guess. Tell him he can't have another blueberry cupcake-muffin until he does.

After dinner I asked my friends about what homework was due the next day since I slept through every class. Not much was assigned thankfully. I finished it all in a little more than an hour and packed up. This was usually the time when I logged a couple hours on Full Tilt or caught up on my anime and manga but tonight was different. I opened my door and peered down the hallway and downstairs to make sure everyone was asleep. Probably no one except Cody was, but at least they were all in their rooms. I locked the door to my room and took out the box of condoms I hid in the deepest, darkest corner of my closet. I didn't know when Cammi next wanted to do it, and if she even wanted to go all the way again, but I wanted to not be a fumbling mess when she did. I opened the box and took out one of the condoms. It cost the better part of a dollar, but I wasn't about to skimp out on like 60 cents to risk looking like an idiot in front of Cammi. I had already done that a million times today.

I opened the wrapper and took the condom out. I hated the slimy feel of it. I had only ever touched a condom once before, when they were handing out free samples at my school during the sex ed seminar. I opened it and put it on my dick that night, to see what it was like and learn, like tonight. The lube is pretty necessary I guess, but it feels gross. I sat on my bed and played with my flaccid dick and thought of Cammi whispering in my ear earlier today. I got rock hard real quick. I put the condom over my dick and was surprised by the girth of it. The free one from school was just like a super thin slimy dick sleeve but this one was significantly thicker and the ribs looked more intimidating the more I looked at them. Last night it took half an hour before I could move my bare dick in Cammi's pussy without her sobbing, so why did I buy this monster of a condom? Something about wanting to hear Cammi scream or something. Yeah I meant in pleasure, not agony! Should've thought about that harder. Idiot. What now? You gonna train Cammi to like this somehow? You gonna slide inside her at a snail's pace for an hour now so you don't rip her apart literally? Well done.

"What the hell is that?"

My heart leapt up into my throat.

"Cammi! Stop fucking doing that! You're gonna give me a heart attack! How did you even sneak in here? I don't even have my back to the door this time. It's right in front of me!"

"I didn't try to be sneaky. I knocked, even. You didn't hear it?"

"Obviously not."

"Your mind was too blown by the condom?" She said cheekily. "Speaking of which..."

"Yeah?"

"I don't think that's going to work."

"Yeah I was just thinking the same thing. Too big eh?"

"Yeah."

I sighed. "Shit." My boner started wilting too. "You wanted to do it tonight? Well, obviously. Why else would you come into my locked room again."

"Well, we can still try," Cammi said tentatively.

"You sure?" I noticed the uncertainty in Cammi's voice but my penis perked up nonetheless.

"Yeah," Cammi said. She sounded scared for real though.

She started to unbutton her pyjamas and my heart started racing again. With each freed button the sliver of bare chest I could see grew longer and longer, and it felt like my cock was growing too. When she undid the last button and dropped her top my mouth hung open. I had seen these same budding breasts and cute pink nipples less than 24 hours ago, but I still felt like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time. It must have shown in my face, because a shy but wide smile grew on Cammi's lips and she stripped her PJ bottom much more delicately. She took her time and looked me straight in the eyes and she slowly lowered her pyjama pants. She bent over lower and lower, and although she didn't have much for tits quite yet the view was jaw dropping. It was honestly just as much about how into it Cammi was as her body itself. She loves it. She wants it. She's only 13, and she's all yours.

When she dropped her bottom completely she totally changed pace and stripped her panties instantly and pushed me back on my bed with one hand. In contrast to her brief striptease she quickly straddled me and I knew we were in it now. I felt a huge smile creep across my face and she smiled back. She took my dick firmly in her hand as she shuffled forward on her knees to position her bare pussy over my sleeved cock. I put my hands around her waist to steady her as she slowly attempted to lower herself onto my dick. She kept wiggling my dick, trying to position it right as it pressed against her pussy, and that sensation alone had my head in the clouds. With the condom, my dick was too wide for her to take the leap and impale herself on my member, so she kept trying to maneuver it and herself. I probably should have felt frustrated, but the feeling of the head of my dick pressing against her pussy's entrance and her soft hand firmly gripping my cock and moving left right and center felt almost as good as last night's pumping. The perfect quality of her hand and grip was probably a coincidence and there's no way she was doing this on purpose, but it felt like she was giving me an amazing handjob.

I looked up at her face and saw she was lightly frowning. I may not have been frustrated, but she was. I decided to lighten her mood and took my hands off her soft waist and placed them on her silky breasts. She gasped softly and sat back, my dick springing free from her pussy's entrance. I didn't mind. I liked seeing her in pleasure just as much as I liked receiving it. I moved my thumbs around her nipples and she shivered and closed her eyes, just like last night. Her hands shot up and held mine again as I slowly traced circles around her tiny breasts.

"Jordan...come on we have to..." she said weakly.

She pulled my hands off her breasts and shot me that shy smile again. She repositioned above my dick again and started giving me another accidental handjob. She started to be able to fit the tip in, but it looked like it was killing her, so she kept sticking the tip in and then pulling off again, all the while holding and moving my dick like a joystick. It seemed she was trying to get herself used to the condomed dick by trying to slowly lower herself ever so slightly every time. It felt so good I might as well have been fucking her already.

"Jesus...Christ Cammi..." I moaned.

"Sorry Jordan I'm trying." she cried.

"No," I laughed, "don't apologize." I was loving it.

In another minute it felt like I could nut at any second, and she suddenly stopped and sighed in exasperation.

"This isn't working," she said impatiently. "Let's try it like last night."

She pulled me up and I knew what she meant. She wanted us to recreate our position last night. I sneaked a kiss and suck on her nipple before she lay down and she giggled and squealed. She covered her breasts with her arms and pushed me off. I stood up as she lay down at the edge of my bed with her pussy facing me. She spread her legs as wide as she could and I raised my eyebrows. I knew she was in gymnastics but damn she was flexible. I felt my erection get more intense. My dick was aching to be inside her hairless pussy. I leaned forward and put my hands wide on either side of her head like a weird pushup to get my dick pointed to her entrance. Slowly, I started entering her like last night, at a snail's pace. I couldn't have been going faster than a foot a minute but her face contorted and got super red, even more than last night.

I barely got the tip in before she gasped, "Stop!"

I pulled out immediately, worried that I had already hurt her. She panted heavily and looked down at where we were trying to mash privates. She took my dick in her hand again and tried to maneuver it into her slowly yet again. She tried gripping my dick in different places now, closer to the head, closer to the shaft, and actually began stroking me like a proper handjob. She looked up and away from our groins, trying to find the right spot solely off of feel, and I strained to not cum in the condom and in her hand right there. She kept this up for another minute before I was sure I couldn't go on like this.

"Cammi...you're stroking me..."

"What?"

"You're stroking me...I can't..."

"Can't what? Sorry, does it hurt?" She took her hand off my throbbing cock.

"No, it feels fucking great," I sighed.

"What does?"

"The stroking."

Cammi gingerly put her hand around my dick again and stroked the full length of my dick. I could feel every rib in the condom and I thought I might faint.

"Like this?" she asked.

"Yeah that," I said weakly.

"This feels...fucking great?" Cammi asked as she kept stroking my dick.

"Yeah I- Cammi...Cammi I'm going to cum."

"What?" Cammi sat upright, so I stood up, and I had a great downward view of her bare chest and silky, juvenile body as she kept stroking my member with it pointing directly at her chin as she looked deep into my eyes. "How are you cumming?"

"I'm-" I definitely felt it. It was happening. I took her hand off my dick and whipped the condom off. I placed her hand back on my naked cock and told her, "Keep stroking just like before. I'm cumming."

"Wait, seriously?"

"Yes!"

She looked inquisitively at my dick and with my right hand I cupped her small breast as I felt my orgasm building in my balls. She yelped but didn't stop the handjob.

"Faster," I said.

She stroked faster and looked up at me with an expression of confused innocence. She was so cute I could've eaten her up. And this cute girl, my little sister, was stroking me to climax.

I was there. "Whatever happens don't stop," I said.

"Jordy?" Cammi asked innocently.

The cute look on her face and her cute bouncing tits and her cute hand servicing my throbbing dick were too much. She was too cute. I rolled my eyes and exclaimed in hushed tones, "Cammi!" as I exploded. The first shot hit her in the chin and she stopped in surprise. Then she remembered what I said and kept tugging on my pulsating cock. I released stream after stream of hot cum, hitting her all over her naked body. Her shoulder, then her breast, then her collarbone, then her belly, then her other breast, until finally the last stream seeped out and landed in between her closed thighs. She looked like she wanted to yell in disgust but I kept softly calling her name as my orgasm shook me to my core. It seemed that seeing the pleasure she was giving me stopped her from jumping up and slicking all the cum off her body and onto my floor. She kept pumping my shaft and I kept jerking forward in weaker and weaker thrusts as an orgasm I'd never felt before continued even after I had long spent every drop of cum in me.

Cammi quickly released her grip on my cock. That felt fucking amazing. When jacking off I always reached a certain point where I just couldn't keep going and I just came, but having someone else do it past that point made my orgasm twice as long. Twice as good. My knees felt like they were made of jelly. My eyelids drooped and I let out a deep sigh as I basked in the aftergl-

"Ew ew ew ew ewwww! Jordan what the fuck!"

My eyes flew open and I saw Cammi fanning her hands frantically in disgust. Her lips were pursed and it looked like she might cry. It suddenly dawned on me that a young girl may not appreciate getting glazed all over her body on her second sexual experience. Afraid that she might hastily use my blanket or clothes to wipe herself down I leapt over to my tissue box and yanked out a massive wad of tissue. She took most of the tissue from me and quickly started wiping my cum off of herself. She looked like she was holding her breath. I helped wipe her down too.

"Oh my God that was so fucking gross!" Cammi cried.

"Sorry I should've kept the condom on," I apologized. Actually if I could have gone back in time I wouldn't have changed a thing. Cumming in a condom is lame as hell and I'd always wanted to cover a girl in jizz. Glazing my little sister like a donut was a dream come true, although it clearly grossed her out.

"What the fuck was that?" Cammi exclaimed.

"That was..." I had to think about my answer. "Actually I don't think there's a term for it. Just cumming on someone I guess? I can't believe there isn't a name for it...glazing maybe?"

"That's what cumming is like? It shoots out like you're peeing?"

"Yeah. Sorry for grossing you out again. I'll just cum in the condom next time."

"Why did you even cum?" Oh God even this girl who was a virgin yesterday thinks I'm a quick shot.

"Your...your hand felt really good. When you kept trying to fit me inside you you were like, practically jacking me off." I chuckled awkwardly.

"Jacking you off? What does that mean?"

"Hah hah. Funny," I said sarcastically.

Silence.

More silence.

"...Do you really not know?" I asked. Cammi shook her head. "How do you know 'masturbate' and 'ejaculate' but not know what jacking off is?"

"I don't know..."

"Well, jacking off is masturbating for a guy. So when I say you were jacking me off it's like saying you were giving me a handjob."

"Oh." Cammi said thoughtfully. "So a handjob is pulling on your dick?"

"Obviously."

"And it feels good like when you masturbate?" That should be even more obvious.

"Yeah."

"...So what's a blowjob?" she asked out of the blue.

"Oh, um..." I was caught off guard. I thought she would already know this but if she didn't explaining it to her would probably gross her out even more. Whatever. She asked. "It's when you make a guy feel good by sucking on his dick. And blowing, I guess. Basically using your mouth."

"Ewwwwww why would someone put a dick in their mouth? That's so gross! You pee out of there!"

"Because it feels really good for guys. I don't know, if I was a girl I don't think I would ever give a blowjob but some..." I trailed off as something clicked in my brain. "Cammi?"

"Yes?" she replied.

"How do you not know these things?"

"What do you mean? Should I?"

"You told me last night you've been watching porn for months. But you didn't know what a guy cumming looks like, you didn't know touching my dick would feel good to me, and you've never seen a blowjob before?"

"So?"

I slowly started to smile. "You've never actually seen porn have you?" Oh sweet, innocent Cammi. She told me she watched porn last night to look more perverted and grown up so I would take her first time. She's been acting like a temptress to feel her sexual flower bloom. She just desperately wanted me so she lied because she thought I would still only see her as a little girl if I knew how innocent she still was. How adorable. I love you to bits Cammi.

Cammi rolled her eyes. "Yes, I have." Her voice was dripping with annoyance.

Okay. Didn't expect that.

"What the hell kind of porn are you watching that you don't know what cumming or blowjobs look like?" I retorted.

"Um, normal porn maybe? Not the super gross, super weird kind you like apparently."

"No, in normal porn you see guys cumming. Usually the girl takes his dick in her mouth at some point. In normal porn guys don't cum in the girls because it's super scary for them to get pregnant or get STD's, but you seem to be more okay with that than giving blowjobs."

"Because putting a penis in my mouth sounds really really gross. And I had you get the Plan B, remember?"

"Yeah but when I fucked you last night you didn't look like you were gonna puke or cry like today."

"Yeah because it felt kind of good." That actually boosted my ego a bit. "Why do you care if I watch porn or not?"

"I don't," I said, "I just think you don't know a lot of stuff for someone who's been watching porn for months."

"Well, I'm sorry I'm not a super pervert like you," she said impetuously. "But I've seen porn."

"I don't believe you," I taunted.

Cammi sighed and stood up. I got a great view of her birthday suit body again and I was sad to see her leave. To my surprise, she didn't leave though. She didn't even reach for her clothes. Instead, she walked over to my desktop and opened a private browser window.

"I'll show you."