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Becky gets more "hands on".

I sat and stared at the television, pretending I hadn't just masturbated while looking at my sister doing the same. The thought was surreal, it seemed impossible. It also was incredibly erotic – I was getting a hard on very quickly again, even though I had just gotten myself off. Fortunately I was in loose track pants, sitting on a couch. I could adjust myself to make it unnoticeable. If Becky was having any of the same thoughts it certainly didn't show. I kept stealing glances at her.

"What?" she asked me after the fourth or fifth time I peeked at her.

"Nothing." I said. She looked at me. "Oh come on!" I protested, "we just got off in front of each other. This isn't 'normal!'"

"So...you regretted it immediately?" she asked me.

I just stared at her. I thought about the question. "No, actually, now that you ask me that, I really don't regret it at all." I said to her.

"Well, neither do I. So stop being a weirdo and watch the television instead of staring at me." She replied, looking visibly relieved.

I felt relieved. I didn't regret it. It felt good and she is so beautiful. In fact, I really liked it. I had an erection to prove I liked it! I leaned back in the couch, causing my erection to tent my track pants. It was hard to miss. Becky spotted it at once, as she looked at me to see if I was relaxing yet.

"Oh my!" She said. "I thought men couldn't do that again so quickly! I mean, get hard again after they orgasm."

I laughed. "Well, it depends on the man, it depends on the situation. This situation was incredibly hot and sexy. It feels so...I don't know. Dirty? Something like that. You know what I mean? Because it is so taboo, because we shouldn't be doing it, it makes it way more exciting."

"I completely agree." She said, but her eyes remained on my tented track pants.

I watched her while she looked at me. She really was beautiful! "How exciting do you think the situation is?" I asked her. "I mean, you can see the measure of my excitement, I can't see yours." I didn't really know what I wanted here, but I know it involved her taking clothing off.

She pulled her gaze away from my crotch and looked me in the eye. "What do you want? Do you want to do that again? Are we going to do it often from now on?"

We looked at each other for quite a while, both of us considering. Finally I stood up, my tented track pants sticking straight out in front of me, terribly obvious to Becky's eyes, which were just about at the same level. "Well, I'm going to bed, and I'm going to masturbate and think about you and your body. If you would like to come with me, then do so. If not, I will respect your decision. But I'm going upstairs to get naked now."

Without waiting for an answer I walked up the stairs to my room and, leaving my door open, stripped out of all my clothes and laid down on top of my bed. I reached into my bedside table and got out my massage oil. When I looked up, Becky was in my room, pulling her shirt over her head. She had closed the door. I watched her as she got naked and climbed on my bed. She climbed over me, but was careful not to touch any part of me. Then she sat down and looked at me. Starting at my feet she moved up slowly, as though inspecting something she was going to purchase. When she got to my penis she looked at it, changed her angle, tilted her head, trying to see it from different perspectives. "Why does it bob like that?" She asked me.

"Well," I replied, "when I am really hard like this it bobs in rhythm with my heart beat." I hesitated for a moment, then said, "Would you like to touch it?"

Her eyes darted up to mine, then back down to my penis, then back to my eyes. She was clearly considering this. "Do you think that is wise?" She asked, "I mean, won't that push us down a path we might not want to travel?"

"Well, I'm not suggesting you suck on it, or I put it inside you," I said, she gaped at me. I laughed. "That's fine. I'm going to get off, I just thought you might want to try it, but obviously not. You can watch."

"I didn't say I didn't want to!" she protested. "I just have reservations. Plus I have no idea what I'm doing. I watched you pull it yourself, and I watched Sheryl suck on it, but I don't know what I'm doing."

"Well here is your golden opportunity to learn!" I said, fully controlled by the horny teen-age boy side of myself. I took her hand and wrapped it around my penis. I held her hand like that for a while, unsure if I let go if she would continue to hold it. She just stared at my hands wrapped around hers, wrapped around my cock. Eventually I let her hand go, and she kept it wrapped around me, much to my relief.

She tentatively squeezed it, then she lightly stroked me up to the top where she took her hand off and felt my cock head. Using her other hand she pulled my penis up toward my belly and looked at the underside of it, then down toward my legs and looked at the top of it. With her right hand she made little jerking motions, and with her left she gently touched my scrotum.

"Mmmm, that feels nice." I said. She looked at me.

"What does?" she asked, "the jerking or me touching your balls?"

"All of it!" I said. "but here, if you're going to jerk me, do the whole length of it, especially get to the top, the head and the area just under it are most sensitive." I once again put my hand around hers and jacked myself. This was incredible. It felt really nice, and the idea that I was jacking myself with my sisters hand around my cock made it even more erotic. I let go of her hand and she kept jacking me as I had showed her. I looked at her body. Her breasts swayed back and forth as she worked on my member. I reached out and pinched the nipple of her right breast – not hard, just enough to make sure she felt it and could object if she didn't want me to do it any more.

She inhaled sharply. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing, I just didn't expect my nipples to be so sensitive." She replied. "Don't pinch too hard, I think that would hurt."

That was all I needed. I had an invitation to touch – don't pinch but touch – the breasts I had been lusting after all summer long. I put my hand around her whole right breast. It was so different than Sheryl's small, firm breasts. I lifted it and felt the weight in my hand. I lightly traced around the end of her nipple with my finger. Her nipples were huge, my first estimations of their size were underestimations – as her nipples grew harder and jutted out from her areolas they grew longer and became thicker. I leaned over to get a closer look, laying almost on my side now. Becky adjusted her grip and continued jacking my cock with one hand while her other hand explored my scrotum.

She was clearly responding to what I was doing to her nipples. "Oh jeeze, Bob, that really feels nice. Keep doing that!" I was not going to argue. I continued tracing around her nipples, marveling in their size. They were almost as big as my middle finger up to the first knuckle. They were tantalizingly close to my mouth, but I didn't want her to freak out and stop jacking me.

I rolled back onto my back and savoured the sensations of having Becky's hand gripping my cock and stroking, with her other hand rubbing my balls, or touching the head of my cock. I put my hand on her leg and stroked her inner thigh. I pushed my hand up and felt her closely trimmed pubic hair, fine and wispy. I felt the top of her slit and rubbed across the little hood there, just like Sheryl likes me to do. She responded instantly by gripping my cock harder and moaning a little. I pushed a bit further down, and felt her wetness, but this was very awkward and I could not continue. I went back to touching her breasts.

She leaned over me to look closer at my cock head, which was an angry purple. I could feel her hot breath on my cock as she breathed open mouthed. I realized how close her mouth was to my penis, and that sent me over the edge.

"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum." I moaned as I very lightly rolled her nipple between my thumb and index finger. "Becky, I'm cuming!"

She either didn't think about it or she didn't care. My cum erupted from my cock and hit her in the face. It was a good thing I had cum just a short while earlier, there was not so much volume this time. Nevertheless, my cum was hanging off my sisters forehead and nose, and she didn't seem to mind. She kept on pumping my cock. Eventually I was too sensitive and I held her wrist and stopped the motion. She looked up at me and said, "That was incredible. It wasn't gross at all like I thought it would be. Your, uh, stuff, hitting me as you grunted and thrust your hips up, wow, that was really hot."

She hopped off the bed and cleaned her face off with Kleenex from my desk. She then returned to the bed with Kleenex in hand and carefully cleaned all the cum off my penis and belly. After throwing away the soiled tissues she hopped back onto the bed.

"That was definitely the horniest thing I've ever done!" she said. "And the dirtiest. I guess I didn't do too badly, considering you came."

"Nah," I said blithely, "it wasn't so bad."

She immediately shrieked "WASN'T SO BAD?!?!" and pounced. For a minute we were just brother and sister, having a friendly, funny wrestling moment – just like we did when we were 6 years old. Then suddenly, we both realized we were naked and she was sitting on my chest, one knee on either side of my shoulder, her arms holding mine above my head, and her breasts dangling right in front of my face.

We both froze for a second, then she whispered, "you owe me now, I made you cum, I want to cum from someone else's hand tonight too." On the pretense of removing herself from me she dipped, and her breasts touched my face. I moved my face a bit so I could feel her hard nipple against my lips. Then, she was laying beside me.

"Uh, okay..." I wasn't sure how to proceed, or what she really wanted. Usually if I were going to make Sheryl cum I would either eat her or she would hump herself against me. Neither seemed like a good option tonight. "What would you like me to do? I don't think I can do the same things with you that I do with Sheryl."

"Like what? What specifically do you think is a bad idea?" she asked me.

"Like going down on you and eating you. I don't think we should do that. I'll put my hand there, you use your hands to guide me, okay?" I said.

She agreed and I positioned myself between her legs, which I spread apart. She giggled a little when I did so. "I feel so vulnerable, no one has EVER looked at that before, except my doctor." She said to me as I got into position. As her legs opened to me, so did her vagina. She was clearly aroused. Her labia were swollen, and she was glistening wet. I put my hand over her slit, covering her clitoris as well, and just applied light pressure. Becky moaned lightly and I felt her hips respond. My sister was grinding herself against my hand. Believe it or not, I started getting hard again.

I traced my finger over her clitoral hood, and used one hand to push it back while the other lightly applied pressure in a regular rhythm on the clit itself. Becky was breathing out of her mouth, her hips rocking up, thrusting against my fingers.

"Oh, please, that's so good." She said. "Bob, I want you to put a finger inside me, go slow, but push a finger into me. Gosh I'm horny and I'm feeling dirty. Come on, Bob, finger me, find out how wet I am."

I hardly needed encouraging at this point. I kept pushing on her clit area in a regular rhythm, but took my other hand and lubed up my middle finger in her slit. "If she wants a finger, I'm giving her the big one." I thought to myself.

Slowly, painfully slowly to me, I worked a finger into her. She grabbed my wrist and stopped me a few times, then pulled so I would continue. Finally I was all the way in, and I began a very slight in and out movement that coincided with the rhythm I was applying to her clit.

She liked it, and let me know by hard breathing and some moaning. She was enjoying this, and I was looking up my sister's naked body, between her breasts which fell to her sides, to her face. Eyes closed, concentrating on the sensations, mouth open, breathing heavily.

This continued for a long time. She seemed to be growing frustrated, and a low, almost growling, started in the back of her throat.

"What's wrong with me?" she asked, through clenched teeth.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"It feels so good, oh man it feels good. I love what you are doing. I've got your finger pumping in and out of me, jeeze, I love it. But I am not getting any closer to cuming." She said between breaths.

I looked up at her. I wanted desperately to please her, I though of my cum hitting her in the face, of her pumping until I was nearly spent, and I decided I had to make her cum. I threw caution to the wind, and I adjusted my position.

I breathed in her smells. They were different than Sheryls. And it would be different with a bit of hair, but I thought I could manage. I pulled my hand away from her clit, leaving my other hand's middle finger inside her. She gasped, disappointed. Slowly I licked from where my finger was up to her clit. I made my tongue pointy and circled her clit, pushing the hood aside. She opened her eyes wide as she realized what I was doing, and looked down at me. Clearly she had decided this was okay as she grabbed a handful of my hair and tried to get my tongue to focus on her clit.

I kept fingering her, but stayed at the edges of her clit area. She groaned, frustrated and horny. Finally I flattened my tongue out and licked in a steady rhythm against her clit, my finger pumping away. She loved it. She grabbed my hair with both hands and rocked her hips up toward my tongue, which stroked over and over her clit. She gasped, held her breath, and then panted, "Oh Bob, I'm cuming, I'm cuming against your face!"

I felt the same type of contraction around my finger that I felt when I did this to Sheryl, and then something else. I felt some strange pressure from within. I looked up at Becky's face, she had her mouth open, she looked frozen, and her hips stopped bucking. I kept licking, but I slowly pulled my finger out, and felt a spray against my chin that was quite powerful. Surprised I tried to pull away from her, but her hands held my face steady. I kept licking. When the spray stopped (which was quickly), she pulled my face away from her pussy.

"Oh, oh, it's too sensitive. Oh my." She said.

It was my turn to get up and clean my face with tissue. "What just happened?" I asked her.

"Well, believe it or not, some women ejaculate. I had no idea I did, probably I won't every time, but wow, that was the most intense orgasm that anyone ever has had, I'm sure of it." She said.

"You mean, you came on my face?" I asked, with a grin.

"Yeah, that's right." She replied. "You have no idea how good that was. I thought I was going to lose consciousness for a moment. You are amazing. I realized I had your tongue on me and your finger in me, and the orgasm built and built and just washed over me."

We were sitting on my bed, both naked, and the sheets were quite soiled. The room smelled of sex, we both smelled of sex.

"We need to clean this bed and take a shower before mom and dad get home." I said, coming out of my reverie. "No one can know about this. No way. We'd be fucked in so many ways."

"No k**ding." She replied. "Come on, I'm putting your sheets in the laundry right now, go warm up the shower."

"You're showering with me?" I asked, incredulous.

"Yup," she replied, "and I'm going to take care of that while I do." She pointed at my renewed hard on.

I got into the shower and let the warm water rush over me. I heard Becky get in behind me and felt her arms wrap around me.

"Thank you for going down on me," she said. "I don't know why I couldn't cum with just your fingers, it really felt nice."

"I'm probably just not so good at it that way." I said. "Maybe I'll get good though..."

I felt her laugh into my back, then I felt her hands close around my semi-hard penis. I sighed. I had a gorgeous naked woman in the shower with me, stroking my cock. Because she was stroking me from behind it almost felt familiar, like when I masturbate. But this was much nicer. With the hot water, the naked body, it was very erotic, and I became fully erect very quickly.

"Did you know that I've been reading erotic stories online?" she asked me. Without waiting for an answer she continued, "It's true. And I've watched you and Sheryl masturbate together. Seems like a lot of people, you included, like dirty talk." Her pace on my penis increased. She stroked the full length, just as I liked it. "How do you like this: tonight I had your cum on me twice. Once when I watched you jack yourself, you came so much you spurted on my leg."

This was having a definite effect on me. I was very aroused, and climax was not far off.

"Then, I jacked you myself. I got my face right over you when I knew you were going to cum soon. Oh yes, that's right. I did it on purpose. I jerked you off so you would blow on my face. I had your cum on my face, and I liked it. Does that make me dirty? Does it make me dirty if I want you to cum on my face again?"

That did it, I came again. Becky helped me steady myself, and my orgasm, while not overwhelming, was a very nice end to the evening. Afterward we washed ourselves and dried off. We each got dressed and then I got new sheets and made my bed while Becky put the other sheets into the dryer. We met in the television room, and sat down on the couch together.

"Becky," I began, "I am glad that this all happened tonight. I have no regrets, it was amazing, you are gorgeous and I can't believe I'm so lucky to be the first guy to really mess around with you."

"I hear a big BUT coming at the end of this." Becky said to me.

"Nope, no but at all." I replied. "I was just wondering where this puts us? Are we going to do this again? This may complicate things. It might affect me and Sheryl."

"Oh no, don't let this affect you and Sheryl." She said, strongly. "She is amazing, wonderful, and you guys are perfect together. She knows that, she's rearranging her life for you. Don't you do anything that will make her pissed with you."

There was a near threat in the end of her last statement.

"Oh, I certainly don't want her to go away." I said. Becky smirked at me. "No!" I protested, "it isn't the fooling around. When I was with you and Sheryl in the kitchen the other night, I realized that you two are my absolute best friends. She is my friend, and maybe my life partner. I dunno. But you have to admit, we just complicated our lives a bit."

"Yeah. Let's sleep on it, we'll have clearer thoughts tomorrow." She said. I agreed.

And so, the night ended where it began. We watched crappy television together, held hands, and enjoyed the intimacy of our evening, which we thought would be our secret to the grave.
Siblings spy while their parents get it on.
*

Eventually we decided we were tired, and we went to bed. I thought I would sleep instantly, but the events of the evening were swirling through my head. My sister watched me whack off, then she had jacked me in my own bed and I had cum on her face, then she gave me a nice slow handjob in the shower. I thought back and remembered how it felt to have her naked body pressed against my back, her hand around my shaft in the warmness of the shower. Amazingly, though I had already cum three times that night, I was getting hard again.

About 45 minutes after we went to bed I heard my parents arrive home. They came in the front door. "That's odd," I thought. Usually they would come in the garage door. This could only mean that they drank tonight, and took a taxi home. I snickered as I imagined driving my father to their car in the morning: I would be able to lay it on pretty thick. "Now father, drinking to excess is not the way to party...." I could imagine the hilarity now.

My parents went straight to their bedroom. I could hear them rummaging around, but suddenly I heard my father groan. There was no mistaking that groan! There was a noise, like they had actually leapt onto their bed, and I could hear someone breathing pretty hard. I knew I should do something, put on headphones, anything to block it out, but I was intrigued. Very slowly and quietly I got out of bed and put on my track pants. Silently I opened my bedroom door and crept into the dark hallway.

My parents, in their hurry to get into bed, had left their door part way open. The lights in their room were on, and I could clearly see them on the bed. My jaw dropped. My mother was on top of my father, sucking his cock while he ate her. On the list of things I never expected to see, my parents in a "69" would have been pretty high. They were clearly both enjoying it. I was amazed at how far my mother was swallowing my father. He wasn't huge, probably about the same size as me, but she was taking the whole thing in with each stroke. I wished they were facing the other way, so I could see what my father was doing to my mother.

I felt more than heard that Becky's door open. I looked up and saw her coming into the hall. In the dim light that was thrown from my parents room I could see that she was naked. She quietly stole over to me and looked at mom and dad, then whispered, almost inaudibly, into my ear, "You pervert! Watching mom and dad?" but there was a wicked grin on her face. She looked into the room and watched. We backed up as far as we could and still see -- we did not want to get caught.

I marveled at how long they ate each other. I would have cum several times if someone was giving me a blow like that, I am sure. Eventually my mom threw her head back and her back arched and froze. Her eyes were closed and she breathed in deeply and held it. She was cuming, and by the sound of it, she was also a squirter. She rode my father's face until her orgasm subsided. She rolled off my father and quietly said, "Come on, pump he hard until you cum, jerk yourself onto my tits."

Becky and I looked at each other. This was amazing. Our parents were dirty talking while they fucked with abandon. I was very hard, and I rubbed myself a little through my track pants. Becky watched me for a moment, then turned back to my parents.

My father had one of my mothers ankles in each hand. He pulled her legs up and separated them. My mother grabbed his cock and guided it into her. He buried himself in one stroke, and paused. Mom's head was toward us, so while we couldn't see her pussy exactly, we could see dad's cock as it slid in and out of mom. This was very exciting! Dad got faster and faster. He was practically ramming mom, and they were both loving it. She panted, "Oh, oh, oh, oh" with each thrust, not loud, just little grunts, it was pretty clear she was getting close to cuming again. Dad kept hammering away and at one point he pushed mom's legs up toward her head and closer together. This must have made her pussy feel tighter because his head fell back with his mouth open. Mom grunted a bit louder and held still, causing dad to pick up his pace -- he was really going at it, his thrusts were very fast and obviously quite hard, as mom was bouncing with each thrust.

Suddenly he stopped and pulled his cock out, and I saw something I've never seen before: mom's pussy squirted. I don't mean some fluid oozed out, I mean she squirted a LOT of liquid hard enough that it made it all the way up to my fathers neck. His whole chest was damp with mom's ejaculation! I looked at Becky, her mouth was open, she stared in disbelief.

Dad wasted no time, he wanted to cum himself, so he plunged back in, spreading mom's legs, still held by the ankles, further apart. He only seemed to thrust a couple dozen times, and he released mom's ankles and pulled out of her. Amazingly, as dad started stroking his cock mom came again, with just as much fluid. She seemed to aim, as her fluids covered dad's cock and the hand with which he was stroking himself.

This did it for dad -- his cum erupted out of his cock and hit mom in the face. The second jet landed on her neck, and the third and fourth (and fifth!!) covered her tits and belly. I've never seen so much cum in my life. My parent's bodies were both covered with each other's and their own cum. My dad seemed to fall back, and he laid on his back. My mother rolled forward and started sucking his cock, though it was now growing soft. She cleaned it off completely, and continued sucking it, completely swallowing the semi-soft cock of my father. I looked at Becky, she was still staring at my parents. I noticed her nakedness again, and wished I could do something right then and there. But I knew that spelled disaster. She must have noticed I was looking at her, because she suddenly looked at me and motioned for me to look at our parents again.

When I looked back I saw my mother letting my father's cock out of her mouth -- it was fully erect again. She pushed him gently until he got out of the bed and stood next to it. She got onto her hands and knees and backed toward him. From our vantage point we could see her pussy, which was very wet and shaved completely bald. We saw dad put his hands around her small waist and enter her in one thrust. We watched them for a while as they fucked like dogs. It was very hot, though I had seen people fucking this way on online porn, it was different really watching it. I could hear how wet my mother was, and I could hear them slapping together with each thrust. They were both panting hard, and I felt Becky's hot breath in my ear.

"Go to bed, they won't last long like this and then they'll pass out and sleep. It will be obvious we are here if they shut off their light." She said to me. I looked at her imploringly, but she just gave me a little kiss on the cheek and went into her bedroom, silently shutting the door.

I went back to my room, incredibly frustrated and horny. I stripped off my pants and climbed back into bed as quietly as I could. I could still hear my parents fucking, and I grabbed my cock and started slowly stroking. I didn't realize just how turned on I was, but almost as soon as I started, I was ready to cum. I slowed my hand and held off my orgasm as long as I could. When I felt myself start to cum I all but stopped my stroking. This extended my euphoric state as my orgasm began but I did not yet start to erupt.

I shot many ropes of thick white cum into the air. They landed and collected on my chest. I continued to stroke myself slightly until I felt my penis softening. I laid there for quite a while, feeling the cool air on my penis and chest, not minding the feeling of being covered with my own cum. I began to think about what I had seen in my parent's bedroom. I though specifically of my mother ejaculating, and wondered what that felt like against dad's chest. I realized that Becky had ejaculated while I was eating her, but it had been no where near as much liquid, nor had she ejaculated with such force. I wondered if properly stimulated, if she could cum like that. For that matter, maybe Sheryl could do that too. I decided I was going to look it up online the next day.

I finally got up and cleaned my cum off with a t-shirt that was in the wash anyway. I wondered if anyone else did my laundry if they would notice. I thought about my parent's bed, and how badly it needed washing at this point. She'll probably do laundry first thing in the morning.

The next day was Monday. "Great," I thought, "a new work week." Though really I had nothing to complain about, there were only a few weeks left in the summer, then my working days would be over for a school year.

I was a bit tired from being awake so late the previous evening, but as I showered I remembered everything I had seen the previous night. I had masturbated with my sister, she'd given me a handjob and I'd eaten her, we'd showered together, and we had watched my parents fucking like wild a****ls. Quite an event filled evening.

By the time I made it downstairs everyone had left for work. There was a note from my mother, asking me to move the load of laundry from the washer to the dryer. It was their sheets and a few odds and ends. "Big surprise," I thought. I thought back to the previous night, and wondered at my parents. They obviously had an active sex life, and they obviously enjoyed each other. I was glad for them, but also intrigued. "What else did they do on a regular basis," I wondered aloud. I had a few hours until I had to go to work, and I decided I was going to have a snoop in their room.

First I looked in their bedside tables. There wasn't much interesting there, just some different forms of lube. I couldn't imagine my mother ever needed lube, after seeing her last night. Though I was aware she likely didn't always cum like that. I decided to keep looking. I looked through my father's underwear drawer, nothing there. I looked in my mother's underwear drawer and was startled. There were amazingly small and sheer panties. There were boy-shorts, and every kind of underwear you can imagine. But nothing else interesting.

I noticed there were no bras in the drawer. I started opening other drawers, and found her bras in the lowest drawer on the dresser. It was a little hard to open, it stuck and made noise as I forced it open.

Inside there were a lot of different shapes and colours of bras. Some were obviously utilitarian, some were very obviously sexy. Pushing them aside I heard something sc**** against the bottom of the drawer. Looking under the bras I was surprised again by my parents. It appeared there was a dildo in her drawer.

I looked carefully at her bras, hoping I could re-create their locations so she wouldn't notice if I looked more carefully in the drawer. I pulled a bunch of bras out and was surprised several times anew, as I found quite a few "marital aids." There was a small silver one attached to a battery pack that made it vibrate. It was too small to be a dildo, it must be just to stimulate the clit. There was one that was just about life size -- this one was quite something. It was about the same size as my own erection (which was starting to grow). There was one that was smooth and blue and about life-size also. It vibrated too, really quite violently. There was one that was a bit bigger and had a clit stimulator. Then there was one that was enormous. It seemed impossible that it would ever fit into any woman. It must have been 14 inches long, and nearly as big across as a beer can. It was heavy, too. As I hefted it in my hand, judging the weight, I imagined it getting slowly worked into a pussy, maybe one like my mom's. I imagined my mom cuming all over it first, making it slick. I was getting pretty hard and I released my cock from the confines of my pants.

Then there were a couple items I couldn't quite identify. They were cone shaped, then they came in sharply, then there was a base. They were not very long, and their girth was not as great even as the blue vibrator. I looked at one of these closely while I absent mindedly pulled on my cock. Then it hit me -- these were for your butt! I had read about these, but had never seen a picture of one. I wondered about these, were they for mom or dad? There were two, maybe they both used them? The thought of a couple having sex while they both had anal dildos in was exciting. I recognized that the shape would allow them to stay in your anus without holding them.

I grabbed the life-like dildo and held it along side my cock. It was similar in size and shape. I wrapped my hands around it, using one to hold it steady and one to stroke it. "So this is what it is like to give me a hand job." I joked with myself. Then I had a dirty thought. I opened my mouth and put the dildo's head into my mouth. It wasn't hard to get the whole head in, and I bobbed on it a little bit, feeling terribly dirty and perverse. I tried to put a little more of it into me, and felt the resistance of my throat. I pushed a bit harder, my eyes watered, but I tried harder. I tried to relax my throat, but got no where. I pulled it out, gasping.

"I have no idea how women do it." I said aloud. I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. My cock was sticking out of my pants and I had the dildo in my hand. I put it in my mouth again and looked in the mirror. It was a strange sight, that looked back out at me. I was sucking a dick, or at least a realistic version of one. I sat back down amidst the toys and looked at them all again.

I put them all back except for the slightly smaller anal dildo and rearranged mom's bras on top. When I was satisfied that they looked as they had before I started I shut the drawer. It groaned shut and I stood up and went to the bedside table and pulled out the different sex-lubes. I selected the one that said it was ultra lube and put the rest back. I decided the best place to try this was the shower, and I undressed for my second shower that day. I was still erect, and the anticipation was making me ooze pre-cum. Once the shower was warm I shut off the water and laid on my back. I stroked myself a few times, then grabbed the anal dildo and the lube. First I lubed a finger and worked that into my anus -- that feeling of filling my butt was quite nice. I hadn't done it since I first tried it a few weeks earlier.

I put lube all over my cock and all over my butt hole and the surrounding area. Then I coated the dildo very well. I tentatively put the tip to my hole and pushed a bit. It was a lot larger than my finger, and there was resistance right away. I pushed harder and felt a little pain, but also exhilaration -- I was lying on my back and pushing a dildo into my ass. My cock beat steadily with my heart and I stroked it a few times. I kept pushing and kept pushing. The pain increased, and I backed off. After repeating this process four or five times I got to a point where I was sure I could take no more. And then I slipped past the largest part of the dildo, and it sank the rest of the way into me and stayed there.

I felt full -- it is hard to describe. My cock felt impossibly hard and I touched it, but did not stroke it as I was afraid I would explode too quickly. I felt incredible. I straightened my legs and gasped over and over as I encountered the new sensations of my body in different positions with a dildo in my anus. I arched my back, moved my hips side to side, and pulled my knees up to my chest over and over. This last was magical. I could not believe the sensations I was feeling in my penis, even though I wasn't touching it. I grabbed my knees and pulled them up to my chest, then straightened my legs out, then repeated this, quite quickly. I was in heaven. My body was responding, and even though I was not stroking myself I knew I was going to cum. As it grew nearer and nearer, I grabbed my knees and pulled them particularly high and held them against myself. That pushed me over the edge and I began to cum.

In that position when I came, and I did so with serious force, I ejaculated right into my own face. I shut my eyes and felt my cum hitting my forehead over and over. I felt it drip down my face, over my eyes, and across my lips. I have no idea how long I held that pose, but eventually I needed to straighten out. As I did I, the sensations in my anus seemed enhanced, like my orgasm made every part of me more sensitive. I noticed that my cock was still hard, though I had just cum. I couldn't open my eyes as there was still cum in them. I laid there for a while, then decided that I wanted to taste my cum. Sheryl said it wasn't bad. I stuck just the smallest part of my tongue through my lips and tasted my own fluid. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't something I was going to consume on a regular basis. However, I was surprised at how nice it had been to cum on my own face. It added something.

Blind and groping, and with a dildo in my ass, I stood up carefully in the shower. I started the water and washed my face off and looked down. There stood my cock, as hard as it ever had been. I grabbed it again and thought, "why not, let's have another." As I stroked, I reached around and jiggled the dildo in my ass and thought I was going to jump through the ceiling. It felt wonderful. I gently pushed the dildo in rhythm with my strokes and gloried in the ensuing pleasure. Very quickly I was ready to cum again, and I did so with amazing force, considering how often I had cum already that day.

When I was finished my penis deflated to about half mast. I decided it was enough, and I squatted a little and worked the dildo out of my butt. Coming out felt even better than going in, and I was fully erect by the time it was out. I put the dido aside, but grabbed the lube and lubed both my right and left hands. With my right I jacked my cock with abandon and with my left I fingered my ass. I worked hard and fast, and very quickly had my third orgasm. I was amazed, and wondered if this was the kind of thing I would be able to share with Sheryl. I had no idea if she was into it or not.

I finished up with my shower, and washed the dildo very thoroughly. When I was done in the bathroom I put the anal dildo back very carefully in the drawer. I sniffed it to make sure it was clean, it was. When I was done I went downstairs to get some breakfast and get ready to go to work. As I sat at the table and recounted the events of the past few days I realized that I had cum more in the last day than in the previous week. I needed to make sure I didn't have too many days like this or I'd wear myself out!
Bob and Becky have oral on the beach.


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Work was boring that day, as it was most days. It seemed very drawn out. I was anxious to get home and talk to Becky about what we had seen the previous evening. I know she had been excited by it, or she would not have stayed to watch.

When I finally got home, my whole family was there. My parents were both sitting in the living room reading, and Becky was mucking about in the kitchen. After I said my initial hellos all around my father said, "Your mother and I had a late night last night, this is a fend-for-yourself sort of night. The only dinner we're going to eat as a family tonight is frozen pizza in front of the TV."

This held no appeal for me, and so in a wave of brilliance I said to Becky, "You want to go out for dinner?"

A huge grin spread across her face and she agreed right away. She said something about going to get ready and sprinted to her room. I thought we were just going to go for burgers, but if she wanted to get dressed up that was fine with me. I trundled to my room and put on some khakis and a nice shirt. Just as I finished dressing she came into my room (without knocking) and said, "Let's go!"

She looked nice. She had a fairly long skirt on, it went down to about mid-calf. Her blouse was white and button up, and it was not buttoned up very high! "She must have some magnificent bra on!" I thought. Her cleavage was incredible. I pointed at it and said, "Wow! Where did that come from?"

She snickered and said, "I got this bra when Sheryl and I went shopping. Now come on, let's get out of here."

We said bye to our parents, who looked exhausted, and got into the car. "Where to?" I asked Becky.

"Whatever," she said. "I'm up for anything. Burgers maybe?"

"That's what I was thinking, but then you went and got dressed up," I said.

"Oh, I just wanted to try out this new bra. This was a good excuse." She replied.

"Fair enough," I said, "burgers it is."

"Okay, out with it." She said. "What did you think of last night's 'show?'"

I looked over at her, she was grinning. "I was really surprised. There were several things that surprised me. First, I obviously knew that mom and dad had sex, but that was way hotter than I expected from them."

"No k**ding," Becky interrupted. "That was hotter than a porno!"

"Yeah, no k**ding indeed." I said. "I was also surprised when mom came that much. That was a lot of fluid! And it shot all the way up to dad's neck!"

"I know, it was amazing." She replied. "I know that I squirt sometimes when I cum, but it has never been like that! I went online and looked it up this afternoon."

I was surprised by her frankness. "You went online to look up female ejaculation?" I asked. "I was going to do that, but I had no idea where to look. Where did you find information, at girlcum.com?"

We both laughed and she smacked my arm. "No, you dork," she said, "I went to decent medical sites. They do exist for this topic, you know. Turns out that almost every woman is capable of ejaculating, but most don't understand it. And a lot of guys get grossed out by it."

"I think it is hot." I said. "I hope I can get Sheryl to do it."

"I'm sure you can. I got myself to do it again this afternoon." She said.

"Becky!" I said in surprise. "You wanked and squirted this afternoon?"

"Yeah, after mom got home, even." She replied. "I said I needed a shower, and while I was in there I tried the different techniques that were described on the website. I actually came quite a bit, but not with as much force as mom did last night."

I was amazed. My sister was experimenting with her masturbation techniques and telling me about it. I considered telling her about my own experimentation that morning, but wasn't ready to just yet.

"I was also surprised when mom sucked dad back to an erection right after he came on her. I didn't know men dad's age could do that!" I said.

"Yeah, that was amazing." Becky said. "I bet that sort of thing takes practice, and you need to know just what your lover likes. But after seeing mom and dad last night, it is clear they practice. Can you imagine having a love life like that for 23 years? You'd be able to please each other almost without trying!"

"No k**ding." I said. "There was one more surprise for me, and it came this morning." I paused and looked at Becky, considering how much of this story I wanted to tell. "I was so curious about what other secrets they had that I went and snooped in their bedroom."

"Bob! That's terrible!" Becky said. "What an invasion of privacy!" She paused, then said, "What did you find?"

I laughed. "Terrible, but not too terrible you don't want to know, hey?" She looked at me with mock indignation. "Oh alright, I'll tell you. I found a collection of dildos and vibrators."

"A collection?" Becky said, "why would you need more than one?"

"Well, I'm no expert," I began, "but different ones do different things. For example there was one that wasn't shaped like a penis at all, it was just a slick little egg that you could make vibrate at different speeds. I bet that one is good to use on your clit while someone is screwing you."

Becky looked interested and urged me to keep going, asking about the other toys I had found.

"Well, there was another one that was shaped just like a penis," I said, "it was about the same size and shape as my own penis. It didn't vibrate or anything, it was just for straight ramming." Becky giggled and so did I. "And there was one that was like a smooth hard dick that vibrated like crazy. I'm sure that one is to push in and let vibrate inside you. And there was one that was so big I'm sure no woman alive could get it in."

"Wow, how big was it?" Becky asked.

"Well, it had to be as big around as a beer can." Becky held her hands up, approximating the circumference of a beer can, her mouth in an O of surprise. "And it had to be as long as your forearm." She looked at her arm.

"No way," she protested, "no one could use that."

"Hey, I'm just telling you what I saw." I said. "I'll show you sometime when they're not home."

"Deal. What else was there?" she asked.

"Well," I hesitated. "There were two other dildos, but they were anal dildos."

"Gross!" she said. "I can't imagine that feels good."

"Well, it does." I said. "And I should know, I tried one in the shower this morning and I came three times in one shower."

She looked at me with her mouth open. "You really pushed a dildo in your butt? It felt good? I've never even considered that a sexy thing, somehow it just never clicked with me. Now I'm curious though. What did it feel like?"

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. This discussion was having an impact on my penis, and it was starting to strain against the pants I was wearing. "It is hard to explain. It took some work to get it in, it is cone shaped. It gets narrow after the thickest part, so it stays in without you having to hold it. It was so strange and new, that the first orgasm I had happened without me even touching my penis, I just moved my legs up and down."

"Wow, I can't believe you tried it. That's pretty hot, actually. I wonder if I should try one." She said. "Next time I'm home alone I'm at least going to look at them, where are they?"

"Under mom's bras." I said. "Careful though, the drawer is hard to open and it makes noise."

There was an extended silence. Becky seemed to be lost in thought. I wondered if she was just thinking abstractly about mom and dad's dildos, or if she was imagining using them. This thought wandered into my head and got me very excited, very quickly. "What are you thinking about?" I asked her.

She looked a little embarrassed. "Well," she began, and hesitated, "I was wondering about using the penis shaped dildo, and I don't know if I want my first time with something like that in me to be with a piece of plastic. Do you know what I mean? I want a real man to take my virginity, not a dildo."

"I think I know what you mean," I said, shifting to try to make my erection more comfortable in my pants. "I think that makes sense, but who knows. You may change your mind when you see them." I grinned. She grinned back.

We were approaching the burger joint. "Hey," I said, "want to go through the drive through and eat outside somewhere?"

"Sure, it is a gorgeous evening." She replied. "I know just the spot too! Let's go to the beach, no one is there this late because they close the gate, but I know a way to sneak in."

"Really?" I said, with mock indignation, "and when were you planning on telling me about this? How long have you known?"

"Oh settle down." She said. "I just found out about it, actually. Someone I work with showed it to me on a lunch hour this week."

We went through the drive-through of the local burger shop, each getting a big and greasy meal. Then we sped over to the beach. Becky showed me where to park, and we walked along the beach away from the private homes to the public swimming section. Becky was right, in the diminishing light no one was around. We had the whole beach to ourselves. I put the blanket down on the sand and we both sat down to eat our meals.

It was a perfect evening. It was warm, but not hot and sticky. There was just a mild breeze that felt warm, and was just strong enough to keep the bugs away. When we were done eating we both reclined and stared out at the surf and up at the sky. My thoughts wandered back to my parents and what I had seen the previous night. Then to the dildos I had seen, and I wondered about how they used them as a couple. There were two anal dildos, I wondered if they each put one in and then screwed each other. I bet that would feel amazing. I also imagined what it would be like to screw someone while they used the little vibrator against her clit.

This imagining had an impact on my penis. I was getting hard again, so I tried to push them from my mind. I was trying to think about college in the fall, and what things I would encounter in class.

"Are you still thinking about the dildos?" Becky asked me.

"Actually, I was, but I was trying not to." I answered, grinning. "I find them pretty excited, and kind of want to get one for Sheryl, do you think that would be a bad idea?"

Becky laughed. "Well, she might not need you any more!" We both laughed and settled back into our contemplation of the horizon. Suddenly, Becky sat upright and looked about. "We've been here more than 45 minutes, and I haven't seen a single soul. Do you think anyone will show up?"

"No, I think we're alone." I said. "Why? Have you become xenophobic or something?"

"No," she said, "but I have always wanted to go skinny dipping and never had the opportunity. This seems like the perfect opportunity. But I don't want to go alone!"

I laughed and stood up. I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it at her. She clapped her hands and stood up as well, unbuttoning her blouse. She pulled it off and laid it on the blanket. "Wait a minute," I said, "let me look at you in that bra. It really makes your cleavage deep."

Becky put her arms at her sides. I put my hand on her shoulder and turned her so she was in the moonlight that was now beaming down at us. "Wow," I said, "you have pretty impressive cleavage. Your boobs look pretty big in that bra."

"I like it, it makes them look like they aren't saggy." She said to me, looking down at her own cleavage. Using her arms she squeezed her boobs together even more, making her cleavage deeper. I pushed a finger between her boobs and whistled my appreciation. She grinned at me. "Glad you like them. Look, I have matching panties too." She kicked off her shoes and pulled off her skirt. I stared at her. Her underwear was miniscule, and very sheer. I looked her up and down, finding it difficult to breath.

"Spin around," I croaked out. She did, and stopped, her butt facing me. My mouth dropped open, and I slack-jaw stared at her ass. It was gorgeous, and her underwear accentuated it wonderfully. There was a tiny triangle of the sheer material that disappeared into her ass crack. "You're beautiful!" I managed to get out.

She looked back at me, smiling. "Well, come on! Let's swim!" she said excitedly. Still facing away from me she undid her bra and let it fall to the ground. Then, without bending at the knees she stripped off her panties, giving me a perfect view of her ass and pussy as she bent over. I stared, and she lingered a little longer than she had to, to make sure her underwear was properly folded and put on the blanket. Then she walked toward the water. "Are you coming?"

I stripped off my clothes very quickly and caught up to her in about 8 steps. We had been far up the beach, so there was quite a walk to the waters edge. I looked over and stared at her swinging breasts, they were beautiful. She looked over at me and laughed. "Is your cock ever soft?" she said, snickering.

"Well, when I'm around naked women that are gorgeous, no." I said. "You just seem to catch me at the wrong times."

We reached the waters edge. Becky suddenly sprinted forward and ran in as far as she could, and dove under. I followed her in and plunged into the water. It was cool and refreshing. As I surfaced I saw Becky just a few feet away from me. We were in water that came just above her breasts, so she was completely covered. The waves were very small, just a few inches tall. It was an off-shore wind, and it wasn't very strong.

"It feels so naughty, being here naked." Becky said. "I wish we could do it during the day. It would be neat to be outside and naked during daylight." She floated onto her back, exposing her fully naked front to the moonlight. I moved over to her and put my arms under her, so she could float along the water's surface without working. I looked down at her delicious body.

"I just realized that we didn't bring any towels to dry ourselves with." I said.

"Oh, we can just air-dry, if that's alright with you." She said.

"Gee, let me think," I said, "could I possibly sit next to a gorgeous naked woman on a beach in the moonlight for a while. Yeah, I think I could handle that."

She laughed and we splashed about for a while. Eventually we decided to go in, and we walked back to the blanket and sat down. I laid down on my back and Becky looked over at me. She looked at my erect cock, pointing straight up from my crotch.

"You know," she said, "I think I owe you something."

I looked at her. "What? What are you talking about?"

"Well," she said, "You went down on me, but I only jacked you." I liked where this was going. "If you would like, I could do it on you. If you wanted me to."

"Oh yes," I said, "I want you to." I felt her hand go around my cock and I sucked in breath. I felt her warm breath on the head of my cock, and I looked down. She looked up at me and said,

"I have no idea what I'm doing, other than the obvious." She said.

"Think of your mouth like a vagina," I said, "and get as much of your mouth around my cock as you can. It is really sensitive right here, so rub your tongue over that while it is in your mouth."

She stroked me a few times, and then I felt her mouth over me. It was amazing, it was so hot. I was naked on a beach getting blown by my sister. I reached down and played with her hair, pulling it out of the way so I could watch her face as my cock disappeared into it. She was pretty good! She took in way more than Sheryl did the first time she blew me. I let her blow me for as long as I could hold off, she had an appetite for it. She did not slow down or show signs of tiring.

Finally I put one hand on either side of her head and lifted her off me. She looked up, almost disappointed. "I'm going to cum soon." I said. "I didn't think you wanted me to cum in your mouth."

"Yeah, probably not." She said. "But will you get on top of me and screw my boobs, like you described before?"

I did not need to be asked twice. I rolled her onto her back and straddled her torso. "You need to spit a lot on my cock, to make it lubed." I said to her. She got on her elbows and sucked my cock into her mouth. She slobbered on it as it came out of her mouth, then she spit onto it, and settled back. I laid my cock along her sternum, and took one of her breasts in each hand and squeezed them over my cock. I very slowly pumped back and forth. It was amazing. Becky looked down and watched the head of my cock appear and disappear above her cleavage.

"You hold your boobs," I said. She immediately grabbed them and squeezed my cock tighter. I started pumping a little more.

"Oh, God, I'm going to cum soon," I said. Becky squeezed her breasts, and this did it. I started to cum, and I pushed against her. This exposed my cockhead, and my cum splashed up her neck and face and I groaned. I looked down and watched. As my orgasm subsided, Becky, her face covered in my cum, licked my cock.

"I don't mind the taste of it at all." She said, "and I sure don't mind it on my face."

I rolled off her and onto my back. "That was fucking incredible." I said.

"But you aren't done." She said. "I want you to make me squirt. Want to try?"

"Yes. Yes I do." I said.

"Okay, you have to put a finger into me, so go slowly. But your finger needs to be crooked, like this." She showed me. "And you need to move it inside me like this," she moved her finger, "in rhythm with your tongue on my clit."

"Wow, you did look this up!" I said, and got between her legs. She grabbed one of her knees in each hand and pulled them up, opening her pussy to me completely. I kissed around her pussy, enjoying her short fuzz. She was very wet already. I leaned back and looked at her nakedness. I took a finger and slid it up and down her slit, without penetrating. She wiggled her hips, and my finger became nice and wet. Slowly, very very slowly, I worked a finger into her. Her eyes opened and she looked at me.

"You're not going to lick me first?" she asked.

"No, you're good and wet already. I'm going to pump you for a while, then lick and pump." I continued to push my finger in, surprised at how easily it was going. She was very wet, and I began pumping in and out of her. She was responding, her hips moving against me, her breath coming in ragged bursts.

"Oh, oh, oh," she said, "small orgasm now!" and she grunted. Her vagina spasmed slightly, but then she started moving her hips again. "I can keep going," she said, through gritted teeth, "I need to have several orgasms like that before the big one."

She was leaking fluid now. Her open and slightly upturned pussy was slick, and dripping. Looking at it I noticed that the fluid was pooling around her anus, and I said to her, "Trust me, just relax." I pulled out my right hand index finger and replaced it with my left hand index finger. Then I took the finger that had just been in her pussy and touched it to her anus. Her eyes flew open, but then she closed them again and kept pushing against my fingers. I pushed just a little against her ass, then pulled it out and pushed again. I kept it very lubed with her own juices, and eventually had fingers from both hands buried in my sister. She was moaning quietly. Now was the time, I though.

Supporting myself on my elbows, I held the finger deep in her ass while I crooked my finger in her vagina, as she had showed me. I began to lick. She came again right away. There was more fluid, but it was still just oozing out, not shooting. I kept licking and fingering through 2 more orgasms just like that. Becky's motions became more frenetic, her breathing more ragged. She bucked against my face and screamed out, "This the one! When I come, take your fingers out."

We kept working for about a minute more, and then I felt a hard spasm in her pussy. I pulled both my fingers out and moved back a bit.

She sprayed. A lot. She covered my face, and as her cum startled me, I pushed myself up to my knees. Her cum continued longer than my mothers had, and she hit me square in the chest. She continued to writhe for a moment longer, then she released her knees and went very limp.

"Oh, wow," she said, "I didn't know it was going to feel so good." She looked at me and sat up. "Holy crap, is that all from me?" She noticed how wet I was. I was covered, head and chest, in her cum.

We sat and looked at each other, cum on both our faces. It was tremendously erotic. She took me by the hand and said, "Let's take another swim, we need to wash off." We walked, hand in hand, to the water and dove under again. After we had cleaned ourselves off, Becky swam over to me, and wrapped her arms around my neck. She kissed my mouth, and I realized that even though we had fooled around, I'd never kissed her. I wandered into deeper water, and soon we were up to my shoulders, and Becky couldn't touch bottom. She hugged me tighter around my neck and then I felt her legs go around me. She giggled.

"You took me into water that's too deep. I can't touch bottom, so I'm just going to hang on." She whispered in my ear. "You'll just have to suffer." Grinning, she adjusted her breasts so they were pushed together, up against me. My cock responded again, and as it got hard, it pushed up against her bottom.

We both felt it immediately, of course. She leaned back and looked at me. She grinned and pushed her crotch down against my cock, sliding her slit along the length of my cock.

"Hey now, careful." I said. "If you aren't careful I'm going to be inside you."

"Would that be so bad?" She whispered.

I was incredulous. Here I was, neck deep in water, my cock against my sisters vagina, and she was inviting me to screw her. Her vagina was open to me and I was seriously considering it.

"Wait," I said. "We should not rush into this. What about birth control..."

"I'm on the pill." She interrupted.

"Well, we're also not quite rational right now. We both just had great orgasms, and we're in a bad situation of our own creating. I'm not saying I don't want to, I'm just saying we should think about it. You said you didn't want your first time to be with a dildo, do you really want it to be with your brother?" I finished.

"Oh I know what you mean." She said. "It would just feel so good right now. Come into more shallow water, I'm going to get you off again."

We moved closer to shore, and she let me in until my cock was out of the water. She got down and blew me, slowly. Her tongue rolled around just below my the head of my dick, and she jacked me with her hand. Very soon I was close to cuming and I told her. She looked up at me and took as much of me into her mouth as she could, and I blew my load into her mouth. She swallowed it all, looking up into my eyes the entire time.

When I had calmed down, we both cleaned ourselves up and walked back to the blanket. We sat and air-dried, with easy, light conversation. It was like nothing out of the ordinary had happened. When we were dry, we got dressed, and went back to the car. On the way home, Becky said to me, "I think we should try sex. Who better to practice with? We can help each other."

I just nodded. Who was I to argue? The house was dark when we got there, and we each went to bed, both dreaming about sex with the other.

Plans for party and for sex 4

When we had dressed, we got back in the car and drove home. Not surprisingly the house was dark and quiet. Our parents were already in bed. We let ourselves in and snapped on the kitchen light. There on the table was a note from our parents:

k**s,

We had a call from your Uncle Robert tonight, and he just invited us to his cabin for the weekend. We will be gone from Friday morning until Monday night. We will leave money for pizza or whatever you like.

Thought we might miss you in the morning, and thought you should know now. We can talk about logistics tomorrow night at dinner.

I looked at Becky, and she looked back. "Should we have a party?" I asked her.

"Yes," she said, "but not too big, and let's not invite the heavy drinking crowd. I don't feel like patrolling all night for barfers."

"Agreed!" I said. "And now I'm going to call Sheryl. Good night." And I kissed Becky on the lips and went to my room.

"Hello beautiful!" I said, when Sheryl picked up her cell phone.

"Hey!" she said. "I wasn't sure I was going to hear from you tonight, my parents are really trying to spend 'quality time' with me before I go to college. It can be tedious."

"Well," I began, "have I got a surprise for you! My parents are going to be gone from Friday until Monday. Can you come and spend the weekend here? Becky and I are planning a party, though not too big, and I thought it would be nice to have you sleep in my bed with me. I would like waking up next to you!"

"I would love that!" She said, excitedly. "I have to figure out how to tell my parents so they don't freak out, though. I'm sure they won't like me spending a weekend alone with you!"

"I could have Becky stop by your place tomorrow afternoon and ask you in front of them if you could stay with her. That might make it better." I plotted out loud.

"That would be perfect!" Sheryl agreed. We excitedly discussed weekend plans for a very long time, though the talk was all regarding party preparations, meals we'd eat, and day-time excursions. There was no talk about the implications of her spending the night in my bed.

Finally, I could take it no more. I said, "Sheryl, I would really like to have sex with you this weekend. There won't be a much more perfect opportunity, we have all night, several nights in a row. I don't want to rush you, and of course you don't have to decide right now. But I don't want to not discuss this, and then get caught unprepared this weekend. Nothing would be worse than us deciding to go for it, but not having condoms or lube or whatever we need. Do I need to get some?"

She paused.