MACY AND TOM

My name is Tom, I'm 18 years old, and I am a senior in high school. My parents divorced when I was 4 years old and then my Dad remarried when I was 6. My Mom was messed up with drugs and alcohol so I have lived with my Dad and his wife, Anna, and her daughter, Macy.

Macy is also 18 years old and is a senior at the same school. Macy and I grew up together so she is like a sister to me. When we were kids, we were each other's best friend. We played together, we got in trouble together, and we even took baths together until we were too old for that.

We were never overly modest with each other and I have even seen Macy in her underwear a few times. I never really thought much about it because ... she's my sister, and I just thought that is how all brothers and sisters were. I mean, I never saw her naked and she never saw me naked, not since we stopped taking baths together.

Both of us started dating about a year ago. Our parents wouldn't let us date before then. So, we started dating some but it was nothing serious. If Macy held hands with a boy, she'd come home and tell me about it. If a boy kissed her, I heard about all the details. She even told me when the guys tried to get her to do more. And I talked to her about my experiences with girls. I know it might sound weird, a brother and sister being so close, but we were the same age, we grew up together, and we had always shared everything. It was nice having a member of the opposite sex who I could talk to, ask questions, and trust that she would be honest with me and not laugh at my questions.

So, anyway, now we're seniors. We've both dated and had make out sessions with our dates but neither of us has had sex. I've never gotten a hand job or a blow job from a girl. A few months ago, Macy let one guy put his hand on her boobs on the outside of her clothes, but that's as far as anyone ever got with her. That guy dumped her when she wouldn't agree to let him put his hand under her shirt.

"Look at us. We're probably the only two virgins at Roosevelt High with no prospects in sight. Pretty pathetic, huh?" Macy complained as we were walking home after school. Obviously, it was just the two of us walking together.

"Speak for yourself," I retorted. "I've got a girlfriend and I might get some action tonight." By the tone of my voice, Macy knew that I was joking.

"So, if you've got a girlfriend, what's 'er name?"

"Rosy," I answered.

"And I'm guessin' that her last name is Palms?" Macy asked rhetorically.

"Yeah, well at least I'm gettin' somethin'," I said, as if masturbation was something to brag about.

"Yeah, I'm gettin' that much, myself," she responded.

"You mean, you ..."

"You're such a dork! Do you think guys are the only ones who masturbate? We don't call it 'boppin the baloney' or 'chokin' the chicken' but girls get horny and get their self off."

"You get horny?" I asked. I had never really considered that girls might get horny in the same way that guys do, and Macy and I never hesitated to ask questions that were intimate.

"You think I don't get horny 'cause I don't have a big scarlet 'H' on my forehead? Are you expectin' to see a bone in my britches if I'm horny? Come on! I'm horny right now and of course you can't tell by lookin' at me. Doesn't matter; I'm horny and I might do myself when we get home." She sounded rather exasperated with me.

We were quiet a few minutes, and then I apologized. "Macy, I wasn't tryin' to embarrass you earlier, ya know, or put you on the spot or anything. I just ... I guess I just never thought about you gettin' horny."

"You didn't do anything wrong, Tom. I'm just feelin' real frustrated right now. All my girlfriends are talkin' about how they did '69' with their boyfriend, or he wants her to try anal sex, and I don't even know half of what they're talkin' about. It just feels like ... like we've been sheltered so long and I feel so out of touch with other girls my age and ... it's like I don't fit in and I don't know if ever will. I know I'm not ugly but I've got little boobs and guys all seem to want the same thing and I'm scared 'cause I don't know anything about ... about it."

"Macy, we both watch porn so it's not like we're totally stupid about sex. We just haven't jumped in and done it ourselves ... yet, but we will. Sweetie, you're beautiful and ... if you weren't my sister, I'd want you to be my girlfriend. But, listen ... you know, the last time I saw you naked, you really did have kinda small boobs ..."

"You mean like when I was 8 years old?" Macy interrupted, revealing the hint of a smile.

"Yeah, exactly. I'm sorry, but ... you were the most flat-chested 8 year old girl I ever saw. But ... well, I haven't actually seen your boobs in a few years, but they kinda look like they're well-proportioned to the rest of you hot body, and, if I wasn't your brother ... I'd probably wanna get to know 'the twins' a little better."

Macy laughed. "You always make me feel better," she said. "At least there's one guy I can always count on."

We were reaching our house as we finished this conversation. "Well, you probably oughta go take care of that horny problem before you explode or somethin'," I teased her.

She paused for a few moments and then asked, "Do you feel like doin' somethin' real naughty?" she asked.

"Whadya talkin' 'bout?"

"Do you remember when we were little and we played 'show-me-yours-and-I'll-show-you-mine?'"

"Uh, no, not really, 'cause, we took baths together until we were like 8 years old, so me seein' yours or you seein' mine wasn't a big deal."

"That's right. It wasn't a big deal, but ... we never played that game before, so what if we played it now?"

"You mean ... you'll take off your panties and let me see your ..."

"Pussy. You can call it my pussy."

"Okay. You'll pull down your panties and let me see your ... pussy, and I'll pull down my underwear and you can look at the General?" I asked.

"General Dick," Macy clarified, and then she laughed. "Yeah, somethin' like that, I mean ... we've seen each other naked before, right? So, it wouldn't be like we were seein' somethin' we hadn't seen before, and we don't hafta tell anybody, and ..."

"So you wanna go inside and get naked and look at each other?" I asked. "What's up with that?"

"I'm so horny now I'm about to go crazy and I thought it might be hot and ... neither of us has a boyfriend or girlfriend right now so ... it might be the best chance to get naked with a member of the opposite sex for quite a while and ... I haven't even seen a naked dick, you know, in person, since we were 8 years old and that really doesn't count. I'm just desperate to know about sex and maybe experience just a little bit of what everybody else is talkin' 'bout. Aren't you curious to see a girl's naked pussy in person instead of on internet porn?"

Well, I must admit that I had a boner just thinking about seeing my sister naked. Macy is cute. She's not like a cheerleader type girl but I think she's cute. She's about 5'4" and probably weighs 115 lbs. She looks like Zoe Kazan in the movie "Ruby Sparks;" I think she's very cute and very sexy. She has brown hair and green eyes. She does have small boobs but they are perfectly proportioned to her body and I hate boobs that look like watermelons. Macy's body is toned and athletic and she's just such a fun person that it makes her sexy ... at least to me.

"Well, it might be embarrassin' for me, 'cause ..." I started, and then she interrupted.

"Because you've got a small one? So what? I've got little boobs but I'll let you see 'em. I promise you, if you do it and you let me see your dick, it'll be the biggest dick I ever saw."

"Very funny, but that's not the embarrassin' part. Just talkin' about this has got the General jumpin' and, uh ... tryin' to stand up and salute," I admitted with some embarrassment.

"I guess there's some advantage to bein' a girl, 'cause, when a guy's aroused, he gets a boner and everybody can see it, but when a girl gets aroused, she gets wet inside and her nipples get hard but you can't always see that and nobody knows a thing ... unless she tells 'em. So, here's the deal, brother. I got wet just talkin' about it, and ... my nipples are hard but I'm wearin' a padded bra so you can't tell, and ... yes ... I'd like to see your dick ... the General when he's standin' and salutin'. Maybe I'll learn somethin'. And I'm very flattered that you got a boner thinkin' about seein' me naked."

"You really wanna do this?" I asked Macy. I wanted to make sure that she wasn't pulling a joke on me.

"Just follow me into my bedroom and you'll see," she replied.

I unlocked the front door, turned off the alarm, and then re-locked the door once we were inside. Macy headed towards her bedroom and I trailed behind her. Our bedrooms were next to each other so she really had no idea whether I was going to her bedroom or mine.

As we reached her bedroom, I followed her and sat down on her bed. She took off her shoes and put them in the closet, then walked over so she was standing directly in front of me. We were separated by only about two feet. She looked me directly in the eyes and said, "Your turn!"

I removed my shoes.

She took off her watch.

I took off my watch.

She took off her blouse. She was wearing a very lacy, very feminine padded bra that looked very cute cupping her small tits.

I took off my shirt.

She took off her skirt. She was wearing a pair of bikini-style panties. On the front of the panties was printed 'It's not gonna lick itself!'" I never would have guessed - not in a million years - that my sister would have worn panties with such a suggestive message.

She saw me staring at her panties and probably thought I was trying to get a sneak peak at her pussy. "Do you like what you see?" she asked suggestively.

"What's a guy supposed to do when he sees a girl in panties that say, 'It's not gonna lick itself!'?"

"Oh, that! Well ... I guess if I've let a guy get to the point of seein' me in my panties, I'll probably let him do whatever he wants to do about it. So ... your turn," she said.

I took off my pants. I was wearing a pair of whitey-tighties and my bone was causing a serious tent.

"Very impressive," Macy said. "I'm lookin' forward to seein' more."

"Me, too!" I quickly responded. "I believe it's ... your turn."

Macy only had her bra and panties remaining. Obviously, she opted to remove the bra. She reached behind her back and was fumbling with the clasp for a few seconds, then she asked, "Can you help me with this?"

I walked over to her and she turned around so that her back was towards me. I had never unfastened a woman's bra before that day, but it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out how to get it undone. She kept her arms by her sides so that the bra didn't fall away from her chest and, after I had it unclasped, she turned back to face me.

"If you've got a little dick, I'm not gonna laugh, although," she looked down at my tent, "it doesn't appear to be very small, but, anyway, I've probably got the smallest boobs at school, so ... don't laugh ... please?"

She raised her arms and the bra fell to the floor. I hadn't seen my sister's tits since we were 8 years old and things had changed since then. She had 34A boobs with nipples about the size of raisins. Her areola were a pinkish-tan color and about the size of quarters. She was obviously aroused because her nipples were stickin' straight out.

I stared with my mouth hanging open. "They're beautiful," I said. "Wow! If you weren't my sister ..." I was afraid to complete the sentence.

"You'd what?" she asked. "Go on, tell me! I need to know."

"I think I'd like to touch 'em and suck on your boobs for a long time," I sheepishly answered.

"Maybe ...," she answered coquettishly, as if beginning to make an offer but then reconsidering. "Now ... your turn!"

I reached down and removed my socks.

"Not quite what I was hopin' for," she complained. I was standing in front of my sister in just my underpants with a massive hard-on that needed relief. She was standing in front of me in just her panties. She was the sexiest girl I had ever seen and I felt so grateful that she had initiated our show-and-tell session.

"Tell you what," I said. "How 'bout if we both pull down our underwear at the same time?"

"I've got a better idea," she responded. "Would you like to pull down a girl's panties? How 'bout if I pull down your underpants and then you can pull down my panties?"

"Okay," I immediately said.

Macy got on her knees in front of me and reached up and grabbed my underpants on both sides. The flagpole in my pants served as a minor obstacle to being depantsed, but she quickly pulled the elastic out in the front and then pulled down. Mr. Bean Pole sprang into view and Macy just stared at it.

"Does it hurt when it's like that?" she asked.

"Hurt isn't the right word. It kind of throbs and nothin'll make it feel right unless I, you know, I masturbate and then it feels better after I ... after I cum."

"So, do you need to cum now?"

"Hell, yeah!" I quickly answered her.

"Can I ... touch it?" she asked.

"Fuck, yeah!" I encouraged her.

She reached up and touched the tip of her index finger to my pee hole. Then she moved the fingertip around the helmet and around the edge of the helmet. It felt so damn good I just wanted to cum right then. Then she moved her fingertip up and down the length of my shaft. I'm not a huge guy, it shrivels up to almost nothing when it's not hard but gets up to 5½" when I'm hard.

"It looks perfect!" she said. "I love the way it feels. It's smooth ... and hard ... and ... if you weren't my brother ..."

"If you weren't my sister, I'd let you," I responded. I wasn't sure what she meant that she would have done if she wasn't my sister, but I'd probably let her do anything.

Suddenly, she stood up and announced that it was her turn. I got down on my knees in front of her and I reached up and put my thumb under the elastic on both sides of her panties. As much as I wanted to see her naked pussy, I wanted to make this moment last as long as possible, so I pulled down her panties very slowly.

As soon as her pussy was exposed, I said, "It's beautiful. So beautiful! I love it."

Once I had her panties around her knees, I let them drop to the floor and she stepped out of them.

She was standing by the side of the bed. "Put your knee up on the bed," I said. She did what I requested and this had the effect of spreading her legs apart so that I could get a good look at her pussy. She had shaved all of her pubic hairs so nothing was obstructing my view. What I really wanted to do was stick my tongue between her pussy lips but I didn't think she would go that far and I didn't want to give her a reason to stop what we were doing.

"I'm gonna touch you," I said. I looked up at her and she simply nodded her head, giving me an affirmative response.

I placed the tip of my right index finger at the top of her pussy lips and slowly dragged it across the folds of her female entrance. When I reached the bottom, I reversed direction and brought it back to the top. As I reached the top, I felt a little bump and she gasped as I touched it.

I quickly pulled my finger away. "Did I hurt you?" I asked.

"No, silly. It felt good. That's my clitoris ... my clit ... and that's what I rub to make myself cum, but ... when you touched it, it felt a whole lot better than when I touch it."

"Oh," I said. I wasn't sure what to say.

"Do you wanna rub it some more?" she asked.

I responded by moving my finger back to her clit. "How do you want me to rub it?"

"Real light, not hard, and sometimes I go straight up and down and sometimes I rub it in circles. Different things work at different times. For a guy, you just hafta listen and watch how a girl's respondin' and, ya know, try different things 'til ya find somethin' that works and then keep doin' that." She lay back on the bed and moved her legs apart. I remained on my knees on the floor but turned to face her, between her legs.

"Okay," I said. I started rubbing straight up and down and her pussy seem to be making a lot of lubrication.

"Why is your pussy gettin' so wet?" I asked.

"'Cause what you're doin' is makin' me feel so good! That's what happens when I get aroused. I get wet."

Well, Macy said if what I was doing was working, just keep doing the same thing, so that's what I did.

"Do you wanna make me cum?" she asked.

"Hell yeah!" I said.

"Then just keep doin' that," she told me.

I kept rubbing on her clit and she was getting even wetter. I could smell her and it was unlike anything I had smelled before. I can't say that it was an inherently pleasant smell but there was something about it that was addicting.

"I'm real close, Tom. Put your finger inside me."

I slid my finger down her pussy lips and pushed in with my middle finger. I actually had my finger inside a girl's pussy!

"Push your finger in and out like your fuckin' me," she said.

It was a little surprising to hear Macy talk like that but I could tell that she was aroused and not really trying to stay in control. I began pushing my finger in and out and, when my finger touched the wall of her pussy on the front side, it felt a little different and it seemed to put her over the edge.

"Oh yeah, just keep doin' that," she moaned as she panted. "Right there!"

She was pushing her pelvis up while I was fingering her and her butt was almost coming off the bed. Her motions got quicker and then I felt her pussy star squeezing my finger in spasms and Macy was moaning out loud.

"Oh gawd, oh gawd, so good!" she said. I didn't know if I should stop so I just kept fingering her until she put her hand on mine and said, "Stop! Too sensitive!"

I stopped and just left my finger in her. After a few moments, her breathing began to return to normal. She was such a beautiful sight, totally naked and basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. It didn't matter that she was my sister; I thought she was the prettiest girl I knew.

"Give me a minute and I'll try to return the favor," she said.

"Did I do okay?" I asked.

"I've never cum so hard in my life!" she exclaimed. "You were great."

She lay on the bed for a few minutes and, while I joined her in her recumbency, I unashamedly stared at her naked body.

"You're beautiful," I said. "I hope this isn't the only time I ever get to see you naked."

"Don't you worry, I'm gonna want a whole lot more of that," she assuaged my fears. "Now, I've seen pornos where girls give blow jobs but not a whole lot where girls give hand jobs so ... show me what you do to get yourself off." She sat up to observe.

"Well, I just wrap my fingers around it like this," I said as I demonstrated, "and then I lightly pull up and down so that my fingers don't move over the skin but they are just tight enough to pull the skin with 'em and, when I run over the edge of it like this," moving my fingers over the corona, "it feels really good, but, kinda like you, the same thing doesn't work every time, so I'll let you know what feels good."

"Okay, here goes," she said in a shaky voice as she moved closer.

"Hey, just a minute," I said. I pulled her body to mine and gave her a hug. "You're beautiful and I feel so incredibly lucky to have such a hot girl like you naked in bed. When you touched me before, it felt incredible, and I'm sure you're gonna make me feel even more incredible, so ... relax, you're with somebody who really cares about you. You know ... I love you."

"Tom, you're so wonderful," she replied. "I wanna make you feel better than you ever felt before."

She turned around in bed so that her head was by knees. She wrapped her fingers around my dick and started gently tugging back and forth. It felt absolutely heavenly."Am I doin' it right?" Macy asked.

"Oh yeah! Don't stop!" I reassured her.

I spread my legs apart and she moved closer so she could put her left elbow between my legs. She then reached up with her left hand and placed her fingers under me so that my balls were resting in the palm of her hand. In this position, the tip of her middle finger was almost directly beneath my butt hole.

As she continued stroking my meat, I guess I started moving up and down a little bit and that made her middle finger come in contact with my back door. At first, it felt weird and really dirty. My sister's finger was touching my asshole! But it also felt ... good! I wanted her to keep touching me back there.

"That feel's good," I said. "Everything you're doin' feels great!" I emphasized "everything" so that she would know I was okay with her touching me back there.

I had my eyes closed so I didn't see her moving but I felt her hair on my leg, then I felt something wet on my dick. I opened my eyes and looked down and I saw Macy licking my dick. She was licking it like a lollipop and it felt very fine, thank you!

"Macy, that feels so damn good!" I proclaimed. "Don't stop, please ..."

That just encouraged her more and she took the head of my dick between her lips and started moving down on my man rod.

'So this is a blow job!' I thought to myself. 'No wonder other guys talk about it so much!'

"Macy, if you keep doin' that very long, I'm gonna cum!"

She stopped long enough to say, "Good. I want ya to," and she then immediately returned to swallowing my meat.

As she continued, I felt the familiar feeling of pressure building behind my balls, getting to the point when I knew that an ejaculation was inevitable.

"I'm gonna cum!" I warned her, as I was sure that she wouldn't want me to cum in her mouth, but she didn't stop.

She started sucking while moving her mouth up and down and then she pushed with her fingertip so that it put pressure on my butt hole. Her finger didn't push into me but the pressure on my anus was all it took for me to lose it. I started pumping doses of sperm into her mouth and she kept sucking like it was the greatest thing ever. She didn't let a drop escape and she didn't stop until my unit had gone into sleep mode.

She then sat up in the bed and turned around so that she could lie beside me.

"How was that?" she asked, obviously needing some reassurance that she had done well.

"If you weren't my sister, I'd propose to you right now. That was incredible. I've never had a girl make me cum with her mouth and I never understood why guys went so crazy about it, but ... wow, that was insane. And, I guess it was kinda weird havin' your finger touch me back there, but ... after I got over the weirdness of it, it really felt good. I just hope that it wasn't too weird for you."

"I'd do anything to make you feel good," Macy said. "If we continue our lessons tomorrow, I'll show you. I'd show you right now, but Mom and Dad will be home in a few minutes, and them findin' us naked together probably wouldn't be such a good thing."

"You got that right! Tomorrow after school?" I said as we both got out of bed and started collecting our clothes.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," she said.

I looked at Macy and I felt closer to her than I had ever felt before. I wanted to hug her and feel her body against mine and I wanted to kiss her.

She was looking at me and the look in her eyes suggested that she was afraid to move, like she was afraid to show her feelings if they would not be welcomed.

I dropped my clothes and walked over to her. I wrapped my arms around her and I whispered in her ear, "Nobody in the entire world makes me feel as safe as I do when I'm with you ... and especially when I'm naked."

She laughed a little bit and then we looked into each other's eyes. "I love you, Tom," she confessed.

"I love you, too, Macy!"

* * *

The next day at school, all I could think about was what was going to happen when Macy and I got home. Fortunately, I'm a good student and the teachers like me so maybe they were cutting me some slack when I was staring off into space instead of listening to their lectures.

When the final bell rang, I ran to find Macy at our usual spot for meeting. Just seeing her made me feel better.

We started walking and she began our conversation. "So, what do you wanna do when we get home?"

"You know what I wanna do! How about you?"

"Oh, I thought maybe I'd take off my clothes or maybe I'll let you take off my clothes ... and then you can do whatever you want with my naked body. How's that?"

"You sure know how to make a guy go nuts," I said, not really complaining.

"Tom, seriously, I wanna get somethin' straight with you about what we did yesterday. We can use each other to get some experience but I hope that what we do doesn't make us have less respect for each other. And, when I said 'I love you,' I meant that I love you in a way that's stronger than the usual brother/sister sibling love, but ... I didn't mean that I'm in love with you and I wanna get married and have your babies, which, by the way, wouldn't happen right now anyway 'cause I'm on birth control. But, anyway ... we need to look out for each other, okay?"

"Macy, you are the best sister in the world, even without yesterday, and I don't wanna have your babies, either. As long as we both know what we're doin and tryin' to help each other ... there isn't any reason to respect each other any less, and ... I love you too much to do anything to hurt you."

"Okay, well ... I guess we're far enough away from school now, uh ... if we're practicin' for when we get a boyfriend or girlfriend ... most girls like to have a guy hold their hand, so ..."

I reached over and offered my hand to her. After I had her fingers firmly within my grasp, I gave them a little squeeze, as if to say 'I'm here for you, friend.'"

We walked home in silence and that was okay. I was concentrating on the feeling of holding her hand. It was nice.

We walked into the house and locked the doors behind us.

"My room today," I said. Macy followed me into my bedroom. I set my books down and I turned to her.

"I want to undress you," I said. She simply nodded her head in agreement.

She was wearing a skirt which zipped on the side. I unhooked a button and then pulled down the zipper tab. Her skirt fell to the floor.

She was wearing a short sleeve shirt which buttoned up the front. I quickly unbuttoned the buttons and pushed it off of her shoulders.

I knelt in front of her and moved her skirt aside as she stepped out of it. I pulled her shoes off. I turned my gaze to her little white panties.

"Lookin' at you in just your panties and bra makes me get hard, Macy. I hope you're gonna make me cum today. I sure wanna make you cum."

I stood and announced, "I'm gonna take off your bra, now." I reached behind her and unhooked the clasps. I pulled the straps from her shoulders and she let them continue falling down her arms. I threw the bra aside.

"You're standing in front of your brother in just your panties, Macy. You're a naughty girl. Naughty girls get their panties pulled down ... but, first, I wanna touch your boobs."

Macy looked at me and again nodded her assent. I reached up with both hands and touched her nipples. They both got hard. I rolled her nipples between my thumbs and index fingers. I detected a tiny gasp from my sister.

"Yesterday, when I saw your nipples for the first time, I didn't tell you what I really thought. Now I'll tell you ... I wanna lick and suck on my sister's nipples."

Again she nodded. I leaned forward and brought my lips to her right breast. I began kissing her boob, brushing my lips against her nipple, and then I licked my tongue across her areola, and finally I held her nipple between my lips. I gently licked and then started sucking her nipple into my mouth.

I loved the taste and the sensation and I loved the effect it was having on Macy.

"Do you want me to pull down your panties?" I asked. Yet again, she quickly nodded. "I wanna hear you say it. Tell me what you want."

"Pull down my panties and lick my pussy 'til I cum. I need it real bad!"

I had certainly seen guys eating pussy in porn but I had never done it. I had the urge to do it the previous day, when Macy and I had first started exploring each other and now I would have my chance.

I knelt in front of her and slowly lowered her panties to the floor. I leaned forward to try to plane a kiss on her pussy but I was in an awkward position to actually make contact with the intended target.

"Lay sideways on the bed with your legs hangin' off the side," I requested.

She lay back and had her body so her behind was at the edge of the mattress on the side of the bed. Perfect. I knelt by the side of the bed, in between her two legs.

"Now, put your feet up on my shoulders," I said, sounding as if I knew what I was doing. I had seen this in porn but, as I said before, had never done it.

She did what I asked and the only thing left to do was to eat pussy. I was glad that she had shaved all of her pubic hair; the idea of eating pussy that was covered in hair sounded like it wouldn't be as nice.

I started out licking up on one side, but avoiding the middle, and then shifting to the other side, then I started over. Each time I started over, I started a little bit lower and a little bit towards the middle. By the fifth or sixth time, the tip of my tongue was touching her little puckered hole and I was crossing directly over her clit.

I could tell when my tongue reached her clit because she would gasp and her pelvis would make a little movement upwards. After a few more series of long, slow licks, she stared making the same noises when my tongue touched her anus. After a few more passes, I decided to change the routine.

The next time my tongue hit her clit, I started licking in circles around it. At the same time, I reached up with my left hand and started squeezing her right nipple. Macy was getting more aroused, her breath was becoming more shallow and rapid, and her pelvis was making very definite thrusting movements.

Wanting to take it up yet another notch, I stopped licking in circles and began sucking her clit into my mouth. It wasn't a huge organ but it was big enough that I could get it between my two lips and then tease it with the tip of my tongue.

Apparently, that was ground zero for explosive orgasms. Macy began moaning, "Oh gawd, oh fuck, oh fuck!" Her back was arched off the bed and she was trying to thrust her pussy into my mouth. She continued thrashing about for a few seconds and then her ecstasy began to retreat.

"If you weren't my brother, I'd propose to you right now," she said, mirroring what I had said to her yesterday after her superlative oral sex delivery. "Yesterday, when you said that me touchin' your behind felt good, it sounded kinda weird, but ... you were right. When you were lickin' my booty just now, it felt good. Not as good as when you got Miss Clitty between your lips, but ... you can do that again anytime."

"I'd be happy to do whatever gets you off," I said. With that comment, I placed my hands on the back side of her legs, directly above her knees, and pushed backwards so that her pelvis rocked up and back. That brought her pussy and behind up and accessible to me.

I leaned forward and placed my tongue directly on her anus and began licking in circles. "Like that?" I asked. The resumption of her moans told me that what I was doing was driving her crazy.

While continuing a tongue assault of her ass, I reached down with one hand and began rubbing her clit. "Oh, Tom, fuck me! Fuck me!"

I didn't know if she was saying 'fuck me' like 'wow, that's really hot,' or if she meant 'stick your dick in me and wiggle 'til it squirts.' I decided that it was ambiguous enough to construe as an invitation, so I stood and pushed her back on the bed a little and then leaned forward so that my body was directly over hers.

"Are you gonna fuck me?" she asked.

"If that's what you want," I said. She just nodded her head. "But I want you to say it out loud and tell me what you want."

"I want your dick inside me and I want you to cum in me."

"You're a ... a virgin," I said as an acknowledgment that this might be uncomfortable for her.

"Yes, but ... a vibrator took care of my ... hymen last year."

As soon as I heard those words, I felt her hand reaching down and grabbing my dick to align it with her pussy. I pushed forward and felt the General sliding in to the tightest, slickest, warmest place my dick had ever been.

Macy's pussy felt wonderful. Knowing that it was my little sister's pussy made it even more exciting. It was absolutely forbidden for me to have any knowledge of her flesh yet I was on top of her with my dick in her pussy and my balls against her ass.

"You feel so damn good, Tom," she said in a breathy voice. "Don't stop 'til you cum in me."

I had no intentions of stopping what I was doing. Every time I plunged into her womanhood, it felt that I was going deeper. It felt as if her pussy had been designed as a storage space molded especially for my dick. Every inch of her pussy was grabbing my dick and squeezing and I wanted nothing more than to shoot my cum into her and fill her pussy. Suddenly, I thought about the risk of doing that.

"Should I pull out before I cum?" I asked desperately, not wanting to hear her say 'no.'

"No! I'm on birth control," she replied.

With that green light, I started fucking her faster and harder. Her moaning became louder and more constant and I thought she was probably close to having an orgasm.

"Tell me when you're close," I requested.

"I'm real close! Cum in me," she begged as she began pumping her pelvis towards me in time with my thrusts.

I felt a tightness in my balls and I knew I was close. Without slowing my thrusting, I leaned forward to kiss Macy on the lips. "I love you," I said as I felt the first blast of semen rushing through my dick and entering her wet hole.

"Oh, fuck," she said as her body against tensed and her back arched off of the bed.

The pulses of my cum slowly subsided and I stopped humping, coming to rest with my dick totally buried in her tight teen pussy.

"Macy, I don't care if you are my sister. You've gotta marry me," I said. "I've never felt anything so damn good and ... holy cow, it's like your pussy was milking me to get every drop of cum."

Suddenly, I felt like a man. I knew about sex. I had experienced sex and it was great sex. It felt great to me and I had made my special girl feel good. I had proved that I had what it takes to please a woman in bed. I felt relieved.

"Tom, I don't know about the marryin' part, but I sure wanna do that again ... a lot! It feels so good havin' your dick in me and feelin' and knowin' that you came in me made it even better. You just can't imagine how it feels knowin' that I was the one who rocked your world. I don't know how you feel, but ... I don't need to find a boyfriend now, 'cause I've got you."

"Yeah, ain't no girl that could make me feel any better than you do. But ... we can't let anybody know, 'cause Mom and Dad'll freak out and kick me outta the house."

"Okay, I won't tell anybody, but just remember: if you need to cum, that thing belongs to me," she playfully warned me.

"Ditto," I said, remembering the line from the "Ghost" movie we had both watched recently.

* * *

Macy and I started getting into a routine of coming home from school and having sex before our parents returned from work. It was a routine but having sex didn't feel like a routine thing for either of us. It was new and exciting and made my ego soar, and it felt damn good. Real good.

We started exploring different types of sex. Apparently, girls talk about this stuff with each other a whole lot more than guys do. Somebody would mention 69 to Macy and she'd want to try it that afternoon. We did 69 with me on top and then we did it with her on top. We had sex in the missionary position and we did it doggy style. We did it with her on top and then we had to use the computer to figure out what 'reverse cowgirl' meant. I really liked that one because I could play with her behind when she was going up and down on me. Sometimes, when I was licking on her pussy, I would dip to the south and get a few licks on her heiny. She always seem to enjoy that and I got worked up when she reciprocated with me.

When "Aunt Flo" came to visit, Macy would display her oral skills. I had nothing to compare her to, but I thought she was superb. Every now and then, Macy would be horny while she was having her period and she would ask me to watch while she got off with a vibrator. I always needed a hand job or blow job after watching her masturbate.

Macy's friends never talked about anything too wild, like threesomes or doing it in public. I really wouldn't have wanted to do those things anyway and I don't think Macy would have had any interest, either.

One day, on the way home from school, Macy started talking about her girlfriends and their sex talk.

"Donna was talkin' about Billie wantin' to have anal sex and she said the whole idea was gross. The she said maybe Billie was queer and that's why he wanted to do it. I didn't say anything back to her but ... what do you think?"

"Well, I've never done that, you know, I mean ... we've never done that, so how would you know if you liked it unless you tried it? I don't think Billie's queer; you know, maybe if he wanted to stick it in my butt, maybe he'd be queer, but not with Donna. I know that when you touch me back there, it feels good and ... sometimes ... I wish you would do a little more, like stickin' your finger in me a little bit, and ... sometimes, when I lick on you back there, I don't think it's gross and, yeah ... I think I'd like to try it if you wanted to try it."

"I know some girls say it hurts but other girls say it's okay if the guy uses a bunch of lube and some girls say it feels good. You're right; we won't know unless we try it, so ... if you wanna do it, I'd try it."

"Sure," I said, hoping that I didn't sound too over-eager. "Do you know anything about doing it back there?"

"No, I don't think I've watched as much porn as you!" she teased me.

"Actually, I watched a few videos which were kinda like instructional how-to videos. What they said was too get you plenty worked up first, and then start with my tongue and finger, and then use lots of lube and go slow when we finally do it. And the chick in the video moaned really loud when the guy came in her butt!"

"You're such a liar!" she retorted.

"No, she really did. It looked like she really got off on having it in the ass."

"Well, we can try if you promise to go slow and stop if I say to stop," Macy warned me. "I've got lube that I use with the vibrator."

"You know I don't wanna hurt you," I said, "but I'm getting a boner just talkin' about it."

"We'll be home in a few minutes, so try to think about something else 'til then."

Of course, I could think of nothing else until we got home and I tried to carry my books so that the hard on in my pants wouldn't be too obvious to the neighbors.

When we got home, we locked the doors behind us and went to Macy's bedroom. By this point in our relationship, she was pretty comfortable with being naked around me so she just started taking off her clothes. I did the same thing and soon we were standing in her room, hugging, arms around each other, kissing, with my erection pressing into her stomach.

"Lay down and let me lick your pussy," I said.

She took her position at the side of the bed and I knelt between her legs and started teasing her girl parts.

"Put your feet up on my shoulders," I asked and she quickly complied. This had the effect of exposing her bumhole to me and I started dropping my tongue down to taste of her backdoor pleasures.

Once I started sucking on her clit, I brought my right index finger up to her butt and started tracing circles around the target. When I began moving my finger over the wrinkled ridges of her pucker, she started moaning and telling me that it felt good.

As her arousal increased, I applied pressure to my fingertip, hoping to get at least the tip inside her butt. Her anus was just too tight and it wasn't working.

"Maybe you need to put some lube on me," she said. "It's in the top drawer by the bed."

As I reached over to get the KY, Macy rolled over and climbed up in the bed. Her little behind was sticking up in the air, her legs were spread wide, and it was so inviting! I wanted to lick it and I wanted to finger it and then I wanted to fuck it.

I crawled up between her legs and placed my face over her behind. I dove in and started licking like a hungry man jumping on a plate of fried chicken. The moans coming from her encouraged me even more.

I brought my finger to her little pucker and teased her with it for a few seconds, and then I brought out the KY. I poured a generous amount into her butt crack and used my fingertip to push it towards her hole. As soon as I had enough on my finger and around her heiny hole, I returned to ground zero and started pushing. This time, my finger began plunging into her butt.

"Go slow!" she warned me.

"Okay," I replied. My finger was buried to the first knuckle and I stopped its forward movement. I kept my finger motionless for a few seconds and then started slowly moving it in circles, pushing out against her sphincter.

"Oh, yeah, that feels good," Macy told me. "Just go slow."

I continued moving my fingertip in circles but also began pulling it out and then pushing in. I eventually had my finger in up to the second knuckle.

"Put your hand under you and play with yourself," I told her. "It'll help."

Her butt raised up a little as she pushed her hand down towards her pussy and then I could see her fingers as she moved her hand beneath her body. I returned to slowly pistoning my finger in and out of her rear end and she started slowly thrusting her hips to meet my thrusts and drive my digit further into her forbidden orifice.

"I'm ready," she said. "Put it in me back there."

I got up on my knees, straddling her behind. I squirted some KY on my unit and put the tip of my dick on her pucker. My meat was already harder than Chinese arithmetic and her asshole was ready to accept me. As I pushed, I felt minimal resistance and then I was inside her.

"Stop, just for a minute," she said. "I need to get used to how it feels."

I paused until she signaled for me to resume. I began pushing, slowly, and the feeling was indescribable. Her ass was even tighter than her pussy and the very idea of having my dick in my sister's butt was so utterly naughty, forbidden, and disgusting, that I was more aroused than I had ever been in my entire life.

After 10 or 15 seconds, I was inside her as far as I could go.

"You can't imagine how damn good this feels to me!" I said.

"It feels ... different ... it doesn't hurt, but ... keep going," Macy responded.

I began pulling back and stopped before I completely withdrew, then began to plunge forward again. It felt as if she might be starting to relax and not tense up. I slowly completed my forward motion and began to pull back out.

"You can go faster now," she said.

I started increasing my pace until I was thrusting into her ass the same as I thrust into her pussy. My dick felt like it was on fire. I needed to cum so badly.

Macy was starting to get into it. It sounded like she was getting aroused. "Keep playing with your pussy," I encouraged her.

"Oh, fuck, I feel so full!" she said. She started moaning.

"I'm close. Do you want me to cum in you?" I asked.

"Don't stop!" she demanded.

I kept thrusting and I squirted a bit more KY on my meat. I positioned my torso a bit lower and then reached beneath her and grabbed her left nipple between my thumb and index finger.

"I'm gonna cum in your ass!" I said. The delivery of those words seemed to trigger her orgasm.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" she cried. I felt peristaltic waves of pleasure occupy her ass and squeeze my dick. Her body became rigid and that was all I needed to go over the edge. I felt a wave of cum start to surge through my manly apparatus.

"I'm cummin' in your ass!" I said as my dick began to deliver its milk into the abyss beyond the forbidden door. I continued to pump my hot liquid into Macy and her body remained stiff until my dick stopped delivering its man juice.

Neither of us said anything for a few minutes. When my dick went limp, I slowly withdrew from her silky slide. As soon as I had completed my exit, my fell down on the bed beside her.

She looked over at me and our eyes locked together. "Macy, I know you're my sister and I know what the laws are, but ... I can't imagine ever wanting anyone else in my life."

"Ditto," she said.

"I know this is risky, but ... we've gotta talk to Mom and Dad."What do we need to talk to them about?" Macy asked.

"Well, I wanna be with you all the time and . . . it feels wrong sneakin' around. And, when we start college in the fall, we oughta get an apartment together instead of livin' in the dorms. It'll probably be, well, not cheap, but not as expensive as both of us livin' in the dorms, and . . . bein' with you feels too right, too good, to be sneakin' 'round 'bout it. I don't wanna feel ashamed of what we're doin'. I wanna walk around holdin' hands and tellin' people this is my girlfriend and bein' proud of havin' you at my side, so . . . I think we need to talk to Mom and Dad. And I want us to do it together, okay?"

"Tom," Macy said with obvious love in her voice, "that sounds like such a grownup thing to do and . . . the way that you feel about me is so obvious and that makes me feel so special, but . . . what if Mom and Dad tell us we're crazy or they forbid us or . . . what if they make us go to different schools?"

"I've been thinkin' about this and I have an idea," I said. "Randy's dad is an attorney and he knows about all kind of stuff. I guess part of the problem here is that what we're doin' is technically incest and people think it's wrong, but . . . what we're doin' can't be wrong, so maybe he can give us some advice on the legal stuff and, I know his dad and I'm sure he won't call Mom or Dad and tell them, so . . . let's see if maybe we can talk to Mr. Ronson tonight."

"Tom, you're actin' like such a, a man and not a boy, and it feels so good. I'm so proud of you and . . . it feels so good bein' your girlfriend," Macy beamed.

That night, we went to Randy's house and Mr. Ronson was home. We asked to speak to him in private for a few minutes and we went into his study. I told him that Macy and I were in love and that we were afraid that letting people know about it might get us in trouble because of being related.

"Tom, Macy, I wanna make sure you understand that if you are seekin' legal advice from me, that makes you my clients, even though you aren't payin' me any money. Since you're my clients, that means that attorney-client confidentiality applies. The most important thing about privilege is that, whatever we discuss, I won't reveal anything about our conversations to anyone; not to your parents, not to Randy, not to my wife, not to anyone. One of the reasons for confidentiality is to encourage clients to be open and honest with their attorneys. To give you my best advice, I've gotta know all the facts, regardless of how embarrassin' or private they may be."

"Mr. Ronson, I'm glad you're not gonna tell our parents about this. I kinda didn't think you would but it's good to hear you say that. I think I know what you wanna hear about but ask us anything and we'll tell you the truth."

"Sometimes when a young boy and girl say they are in love, they're in the stage of holdin' hands and bein' infatuated, and sometimes it means they are deep into a sexual relationship, and sometimes it means they wanna get married. So, I need to know where you are with your relationship."

"I'll answer this one," Macy jumped in before I could say anything. "Tom and I have a physical relationship that includes sex. That is something that we've both done freely and voluntarily and it happened after both of us turned 18. We haven't thought about marriage because we don't even know if that's possible. We both feel a very strong bond with each other and we want to continue spendin' our lives together and we don't wanna hafta sneak around about bein' in love."

"Well, I have several different things to tell you and all of it will be good news for you. First, a relationship between step-brother and step-sister is not defined as incest in this state and therefore it's not illegal. Second, since it's not incest, it would be legal for you two to marry; at least, it would be legal for you to marry in this state. Other states may have different laws on that subject. Now, that doesn't mean that I'm encouragin' you to get married. I'm a parent, too, and I would be concerned about you two rushin' into somethin' like marriage, unless . . . Macy, are you pregnant?" Mr. Ronson had a decidedly serious look on his face when he asked that question.

"Oh, no, I'm not pregnant, Mr. Ronson. We're not stupid. I started birth control pills about a year ago and Tom and I have only been involved for a few months," Macy responded.

"Oh, thank God," he uttered in relief. "Well, by all means, keep usin' your birth control. You kids need to understand that what your feelin' is obviously very special and very important to both of you but, as the newness of your relationship begins to fade, it will change in some ways. You'll find things about each other that annoy you and there's gonna be times when you don't wanna be around each other. Right now, you can't imagine that and you probably can't wait to tell me how wrong I am but, ya know what, I've lived a lot longer than you two and you're both human and I know human nature pretty doggone well and I'm tellin' ya, that's the way things work. I'm not sayin' that you won't stay together; I'm just sayin' that you need to give it some time -- at least a couple of years -- before you make a decision that will affect the rest of your lives."

"We definitely wanna be together but . . . I understand what you're sayin' and we'd be happy to just walk around holdin' hands in public without worryin' 'bout what people are thinkin'," I said.

"Well now, that's a whole different question. Just 'cause it isn't illegal doesn't mean people won't treat you funny . . . and some of 'em will. Go to school Monday and walk down the hall holdin' hands and whadya think's gonna happen? You don't need for me to answer that for ya. But, pretty soon, you'll be goin' off to college and people there won't know that you're step-brother and step-sister unless you tell them . . . and you better not. If you two stay together, you're gonna hafta start over somewhere but, once you do that, you'll be able to lead a pretty normal life."

"Well, that's pretty good news, Mr. Ronson. Now we just hafta find a way to tell our parents and hope they don't flip out."

"Oh yeah, that reminds me, there was one other thing I was gonna tell you. This isn't legal advice but it's probably the best news that I have to tell you. Ya know that my wife and I have had dinner with your folks a few times, been over at their house and hung out in the hot tub, we've seen each other at some parties, and we always talk about our kids. Way back, they used to brag about how well you two got along but then they started sayin' that you two were closer than most brothers and sisters and they even wondered if there was anything more goin' on between you. Well, they both agreed that they didn't want anything to happen between you two because, obviously, if it doesn't work out, you've got major problems in your family, but . . . they realized that if something was to develop between you two, there wouldn't be anything they could do to stop it and they would just hafta accept it and support you and hope for the best, so . . . I don't think your parents are gonna be surprised if you tell them and they're definitely not gonna freak out."

"Wow," I said. "I never woulda thought that . . ." I said in amazement.

"Holy shit!" Macy exclaimed, then quickly added, "Oh, sorry, Mr. Ronson."

"Oh no, no need to apologize, when they told us about that, I said 'holy shit,' too!" he laughed.

"Well Macy, I guess we need to go home and have a conversation with Mom and Dad about you and me," I said. "Thanks for all the great advice, Mr. Ronson," I said.

"Yeah, thanks, Mr. Ronson," Macy said.

I told Randy that we needed to get back and Macy and I started walking home. It was only about a three block walk. Under the cover of darkness, I reached out and took Macy's hand in mine. I squeezed her hand and she squeezed mine.

"Hey, let's stop for a minute and talk before we get back to the house," I said.

"Okay. What do you wanna talk about?" Macy inquired.

"This," I answered. I took Macy in my arms and brought my lips to hers. It was not a kiss that a brother gives his sister. It was a kiss like a soldier going off to war gives to his girlfriend, a kiss that says 'if I don't return, never forget that I love you.'

"I love you, Macy. I know what Mr. Ronson said about Mom and Dad but they might react different when they actually hear about it. But, whatever happens when we get home, it won't change how I feel about you. They can cause problems for us but they can't keep us apart. Mr. Ronson was right, we don't need to rush into marriage, but . . . one day, I know I'll ask you to be my wife. I'm sure of that."

"Tom, you make me feel so special . . . and so loved. I hope you know how much I love you. When you ask me, the answer will be 'yes!'"

We continued walking, hand in hand, in the direction of our home but we were walking slowly, as if we both wanted to savor this moment in our lives, or maybe we were trying to delay what might become an unpleasant confrontation. I interrupted the quiet with a sudden realization.

"If we get married eventually, we'll have kids, and you'll be their momma and I'll be their daddy. Wow! That's a whole lot to think about," I said. "I mean, I know you'll be a great mother to our kids, but . . . I guess I've got some more changin' to do before I'm ready to be a daddy."

"Yeah. I guess I'll be a good mother when the time comes, but I'm not ready for that now. I guess that's why Mr. Ronson said we shouldn't rush into anything. Bein' married means a whole lot more than just bein' in love," Macy replied.

"If we have a girl, we can name her Macy, Jr." I teased.

"You're silly . . . and that's one of the things I like about you."

We finally reached home and found Mom and Dad in the family room watching TV.

"Hey guys, were you been?" Dad asked.

"We went over to Randy's for a little while. . . . Uh, Mom, Dad, there's somethin' that Macy and I need to talk to you about."

"Okay," Mom said. "Let's turn off the TV." She hit the power button on the remote and the TV went dead. "What's up?"

I began suddenly, not wanting to lose my nerve. "Well, you both know that Macy and I get along really well for a step-brother and step-sister the same age, right? And we're both goin' to the same college in September. And I've dated other girls for about a year now and nothin' ever got serious with any of 'em, and then, a few months ago, I realized that the girl I really wanted was right here beside me, and . . . I fell in love with Macy . . .."

". . . and I've dated other guys but I realized that the guy I want is this guy who I've known forever, who I already know and really like and really trust. I fell in love with Tom at the same time he fell in love with me," Macy added.

"So, are you lookin' for our permission to start datin'?" Dad asked. "That might be kinda weird."

"No, Dad," I quickly responded. "We're already in love. Datin' is somethin' you do to get to know someone better but I already know Macy."

"We're already beyond just dating," Macy interjected.

"Meanin' what?" Mom asked with a raised eyebrow.

Macy was quiet and I wasn't sure what to say.

"Are you tryin' to tell us that you two have had sex together?" Mom inquired.

"Yes," I explained. "We have a physical relationship. But it isn't just havin' sex. We both waited until we found someone who we know loves us. I love Macy and it feels right to be with her in a . . . in a intimate way."

"And everything that we've done is somethin' that we both wanted to do. Nobody talked the other into anything," Macy said, anticipating a question or doubt that her mom might have.

"When you say that you've had sex, do you mean like makin' out or do you mean like sexual intercourse?" Dad asked.

"Intercourse, Dad. Macy's on birth control so there's no risk of her gettin' pregnant and neither of us have ever had sex with anybody else, so we don't hafta worry about those horrible diseases they taught us about in health ed."

The next 15 minutes consisted of Mom and Dad taking turns trying to "explain" to us why having a relationship was a bad idea. In turn, Macy and I explained that we already had a relationship, it felt wonderful, and we had no intentions of trying to turn back the clock and undo what we had done.

Finally, Dad looked at Mom and said, "Honey, I think they're committed to each other. We talked about this and how we would handle it and I think we might as well tell them what we had agreed on."

"You're right, dear. If you don't mind, I'll explain and you can add whatever you want when I'm finished. Your Dad and I have had our suspicions about you two for a few months now -- you know, we saw the signs that things were different between you two - and we talked about how we would handle this. We can't change what you do, but we know you want our support . . . and we want to support you. We don't want this to be somethin' that comes between any of us, so there are a few rules that you need to follow.

"First, continuin' your education must be your highest priority. If you two continue your relationship and eventually decide you want to make it permanent - get married -- that'll need to wait until you have both finished college. Second, until you finish college, we want you to keep your relationship private from the rest of the family and your friends here. Whatever you do in college is your business but what you do here and what you do around the family affects your Dad and me, so we want you to keep it private, at least for now. Third, we don't like the idea of you sneakin' around behind our backs and I guess that isn't too comfortable for you, either. You will both need to maintain your separate bedrooms so nobody who comes to visit will see anything that makes 'em suspicious, but . . . when it's time to go to bed, if you want to sleep together, that's your choice. If you have any questions or concerns about sexual matters, we expect you to discuss them with us."

"Yeah," Dad interrupted, "and if you have sex in the hot tub when we're not here, you better add some chlorine when you're done." We all laughed at that and I appreciated Dad's ability to provide some much needed comic relief. "Yeah, if you're gonna 'do it,' we want you to be as happy as two pigs in slop!"

"Gee, Dad, that's rather romantic," Macy quickly responded with repartee.

"Up 'til now, we've insisted on some minimal level of modesty in the family because you two are the same age and we didn't want you to be tempted by seein' each other in a provocative way, but it's too late for that, so don't feel that you need to maintain any false modesty around us. Frankly, when you two are gone, sometimes your Dad and I actually go skinnydippin' in the pool or the hot tub and we've even been known to get 'frisky' in the hot tub, but, don't worry, we always add chlorine afterwards."

Again, we all laughed.

"Tom, Macy," Dad addressed us, "your Mom and I think that you two are actually quite perfect for each other and, if you weren't step-brother and step-sister, we'd be really excited about you two bein' together. The step-brother and sister thing is a complication for you that we hope you can overcome. At this point, the absolute worst thing would be for you two to break up your relationship because I don't know how we would work things out here, so . . . since you already are a couple, your Mom and I will do everything we can to help you succeed, absolutely everything, includin' makin' sure that you two are happy sexually. You're both young and there's so much to learn about sex and love and we both want you to come to us for advice rather than listenin' to kids your own age who probably don't know any more on the subject than you do."

"Wow, that's really not what we expected to hear and you two are the best parents ever!" Macy exclaimed.

"Yeah, it's nice to know at least there's one place we can relax and be ourselves and not have anything to worry about," I added.

"Well, your Dad and I are goin' to bed and you guys don't have school tomorrow so, if you wanna stay up and try out the hot tub -- if you know what I mean - you'll have some privacy. You'll be amazed at what it feels like naked. Just don't get so loud that you wake up the neighbors!"

"Thanks, Mom," Macy said.

Mom and Dad got up and retreated to their bedroom. Macy and I looked at each other and both of us grinned like the cat that ate the canary.

"Well, instead of getting' kicked outta the house, your Mom just invited me to take off all your clothes and jump your naked bones in the hot tub, so . . . do you wanna do it?" I asked.

"I thought you'd never ask," she replied in a coquettish voice. "Let's go to my bedroom and get naked."

When we got to Macy's bedroom, we quickly took off our clothes. Macy started to reach for a robe.

"Whatcha doin'?" I asked.

"Well, I'm gonna wear my robe out to the hot tub," she explained.

"Why?" I asked.

"Well . . .."

"Mom and Dad are in their bedroom for the night and we have the house to ourselves. They told us to go skinnydippin'. The only one who's gonna see you is me, and I've already seen you naked. So . . . just grab a towel and let's go."

Macy hesitated for a moment and then responded, "Sure. Let's go."

We exited her bedroom in the full glory of our naked state. We stopped at the bathroom and grabbed two towels, then proceeded out to the hot tub.

I sat on a bench seat and Macy sat next to me so that I could put my arm around her shoulder.

"I'm so excited," Macy said.

"You mean your nipples are hard?" I teased her, and I reached over and felt them. I changed the tone of my voice and continued, "Yeah, I know what you mean, and, me, too! I mean . . . hell yeah! We can stop sneakin' 'round and we can kiss and have sex whenever we want. This is gonna be so cool!" I proclaimed.

"Yeah, and skinnydippin' in the pool and the hot tub's gonna be great, too," Macy responded.

"Yeah, and speakin' of the hot tub, I'll bet that if we turn on the jets in this thing, you can probably find one that will rub you the right way, if you know what I mean, and get you off like a firecracker."

"Well, I wouldn't want a firecracker between my legs, but I guess I could try it," Macy answered.

I turned on the jets and Macy felt around with her hands until she found one in the hot tub floor that had the right amount of force and was in the right position for her to get up close and friendly with it. She knelt over it and closed her eyes.

"It feels good, Tom. It's not as good as your fingers, it's definitely not as good as your tongue, and it's damn sure not as good as the General, but I could stay here and do this for a while," she said in a quiet voice.

"I'm thinkin' 'bout you, Tom. You and that thing between your legs. I'm thinkin' 'bout havin' you inside me and how good it feels when you're in me. I'm thinkin' 'bout how it feels when you cum in me and I feel your cum spreadin' inside me and I feel so full. I'm thinkin' 'bout how it feels when you're lickin' me and you put your finger inside me. I gonna cum just thinkin' 'bout it."

"Macy, you're so fuckin' hot I could cum just watchin' you. I wish I had three dicks so I could be in your mouth and your pussy and your ass at the same time. I wanna fuckin' cum in you so bad!"

"Tom, get behind me and reach around and play with my nipples!" Macy asked. I was happy to accede to her request. I reach around her with both hands and got both nipples between my index fingers and thumbs. I rolled her nipples between my fingers and I lightly squeezed her boobs.

"Oh, yeah!" Macy gasped. She was getting more aroused and I thought she was close to having an orgasm.

I bent over so I could whisper in her ear. "I wanna cum deep inside you, little sister. I want your pussy full of your brother's cum!"That was what it took to put her over the edge. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," she gasped as her pelvis thrust forward and then back. Her nipples were as hard as steel and I continued rolling them between my fingers. "I want you so bad, Tom. I want you in me now!"

"Right here in the hot tub?" I asked.

"Nobody can see through the fence at night," she tried to assure me.

"What about Mom and Dad?" I asked.

"They're not here and they don't care, so . . . fuck me! Right now!" Macy seemed rather desperate, urgent, insistent, and absolutely as horny as I had ever seen her. Plus . . . I was as hard as I've ever been and she was already past the point of convincing me.

"Stand up and bend over and I'll go in you from behind," I said. We had done this position before in Macy's bedroom and she really liked it then. We had tried doing it in the shower but the water washed away any natural lubrication and I thought it would be easier if the essential body parts were out of the water.

Macy stood up and bent over, bracing herself on the side of the hot tub. I got behind her and got myself aligned with her wet slit. She was ready for me so I slid in easily and didn't stop until I bottomed out. My pelvis was against her ass and it felt like her pussy had swallowed my dick. I would have been content to stay in that position for a long time but Macy started moving forward and backward, fucking herself on my dick.

"Fuck me hard, Tom. I want all of you in me."

I held her by the hips and started thrusting hard in and out of her wet hole. "I need to cum in you, Macy. I love you so much and you make me so fuckin' horny. It probably won't take much more . . .."

Macy was still worked up from the hot tub jet stimulating her clit and she was ready to cum again. "I'm so close, Tom. Fuck me harder!"

I tried to fuck her harder but it only took two more strokes before I began to blow my load inside my sweet little baby sister's pussy.

"I'm cummin', honey," I said. "Cummin' hard . . . oh, fuck!"

"You feel so big inside me! SO good!" Macy's words encouraged me but I really didn't need any encouragement.

As our orgasms subsided, I pulled out of her and fell back into my seat in the hot tub. Macy fell back on top of me so that she was sitting in my lap and her back was against my chest. I reached around with both hands, found her nipples, and began playing with them very gently.

"What are you tryin' to do, Tom? Fuck me to death?"

"No, but it wouldn't be a bad way to go. I'll bet I could get hard in a minute and do it again," I bragged.

"And I guess you'd like the opportunity to prove your point?" Macy asked in a voice that indicated she was hoping for an affirmative answer.

I felt my dick twitching and beginning to poke her in the ass and she felt it, too. "I don't think that you'll be able to put it in me back there, not without some lube," she said. "Why don't we go up to my bedroom and we'll see what happens once we get there," Macy said invitingly.

"Sounds good to me," I responded. We got out of the hot tub and dried off. We didn't even bother with wrapping the towels around ourselves. We just walked our naked selves back into the house and up the stairs to Macy's bedroom.

* * *

At the same time, in the master bedroom, Mom and Dad were sitting in front of their bedroom computer. On the screen was the display from the security system cameras which had been installed a few months previously. The screen was filled with the image of the now empty hot tub.

"I told you they'd take the bait," Dad said.

"Yeah, but I'm the one who told you they were already doin' it," Mom replied.

"You're right. You nailed that one . . . and we were ready for it. Are you ready for the next step?"

"The only step I'm thinkin' about right now is where you step up and fuck my brains out . . . but I guess you're talkin' 'bout the next step with the kids. We'll do that tomorrow. Right now, you've got some marital responsibilities."

They shut down the computer, got naked, and got in bed. Mom and Dad then proceeded to fuck their brains out.

* * *

In Macy's bedroom, I decided that we needed to finish this night being close and intimate and the missionary position seemed like the right thing to do. Macy told me that she didn't need any foreplay, she just needed me inside her. She was right; she was already wet and ready for me to penetrate her tight teen pussy.

"You make me feel so good! You're the only girl I need," I declared.

"You make me feel like a woman wants to feel," Macy responded. "Now I wanna feel you cum in me."

It didn't take much thrusting in and out of her hot, wet slit for me to explode with an orgasm. "I'm cummin', baby, cummin' in your pussy!" Spurt after spurt of virile sperm squeezed out of my dick and filled her young vaginal orifice. I could feel spasms in the muscles of her pussy and I knew that she, too, had crossed over the precipice of arousal.

I remained on top of Macy, supporting my weight on my elbows, kissing her wonderfully sweet lips. "When the time's right, I'll ask you to marry me, Macy. You're the one for me and I know it."

"You're so sweet, Tom. . . . That feels so good, I don't wanna move. When you get off me, I'm just gonna roll over and go to sleep with your arms around me. I've dreamed about this night for a while and it's finally here. I'm so happy, so happy with you," Macy said in a voice as sweet as sweet tea.

* * *

It felt a little strange waking up with Macy the next morning. It felt strange that we didn't need to sneak around and pretend, strange and wonderful.

Mom and Dad told us they were cookin' steaks on the grill for dinner and then they were going to the Ronsons' for a while. We did our Saturday chores -- mowing the grass, vacuuming, laundry -- and we changed the sheets on Macy's bed. Once we were done, we put on our swim suits and played in the pool for a while.

At dinner, Mom asked, "What are you two lovebirds doin' tonight?"

"We might go out to a movie," I said. I didn't want to tell them that we intended to get in the hot tub and have sex like animals on the Discovery channel.

Mom and Dad seemed to be hanging around the house waiting for something to happen and they didn't seem to be too interested in going to the Ronsons' but, eventually, they left. We waited a few minutes, just to make sure that they hadn't forgotten something that required them to return home.

"It's already dark and we don't know how long they'll be gone, so let's get in the hot tub now," I said to Macy.

"We can get in the hot tub now, but they'll probably be gone for hours. You know how they start talkin' when they've had a few drinks," Macy reminded me.

"You're right, but we oughta take a robe out with us so we'll have somethin' to jump into real quick if they come back while we're still in," I advised.

We went to Macy's bedroom and got naked. Every time I see her naked body, I get hard, and this night was no exception. I think Macy is beautiful and she had my man bone harder than Chinese arithmetic.

"Looks like somebody's happy to see me," she said.

"Somebody'd be even happier to be in you," I answered.

We grabbed our robes and towels and walked out to the hot tub. We put our robes and towels on a nearby table and got out naked behinds in the tub.

"This is so relaxin'," Macy said.

"Yeah, until we start foolin' around," I responded.

"Is that all you ever think about?" Macy asked.

"No, but . . . I think about it every time I see your beautiful naked body. Why don't you get over here and sit in my lap?"

"We can't do it in the hot tub," Macy warned me, "not sittin' down, anyway."

"Yeah, I know, but that's not what I have in mind. Just sit in my lap and lay back."

Macy sat in my lap and reclined so that her back was on my chest. She spread her legs and closed her eyes. I reached around her and began massaging her beautiful, petite little boobs. Her nipples were hard within a few seconds.

"That feels so good, Tom! I want you to make me cum with just your fingers but then I really need you inside me."

"I wanna cum in you, Macy," I responded. "But, first, I wanna hear you cum."

I moved my right hand from her boob to her pussy and began rubbing her little girl slit. It didn't take long for the man in the boat to stand up and, as soon as I felt her clit getting aroused, I started paying it more attention. I rubbed little circles around her clit and then I rubbed it straight up and down. I put my middle finger inside her and started finger fucking her pussy.

"That's it, Tom, right there. Just keep doin' that . . . oh yeah . . . oh . . ." At this point, Macy was moaning and just listening to her was getting me really turned on. And then . . . I saw some movement in the house, the patio door opened, and two figures emerged.

"Hi, guys, hope we're not interruptin' anything but . . . we thought you were goin' to the movies," said a male voice which I immediately recognized as belonging to Dad.

"Mrs. Ronson wasn't feelin' very well so we just came back home. You don't mind if we join ya, do ya?" Mom asked. By this time, Macy had scrambled off of my lap and submerged her torso to gain whatever modesty she could get, and we had turned around to face our parents. They were both standing there, wearing robes and smiles.

"We're, uh . . . we're not exactly wearin' any clothes right now," Macy responded weakly.

"Well, if you guys were out on a Saturday night, we'd probably be naked in the hot tub, too. In fact, that's what we had planned when we left the Ronsons'. So, if you don't mind, we'll join ya," Dad said in a voice that I assume was meant to tell us and not ask us if it was okay.

Before I had a chance to object, Mom and Dad were both dropping their robes and they weren't wearing anything else other than a smile. I had never seen Mom naked before and she looked like a more mature version of Macy. She had boobs that were small, though not as small as Macy's, and a petite frame that made her look younger than her age. She didn't have any body parts noticeably sagging anywhere and I realized that Dad was lucky to have such a good looking wife.

Meanwhile, Macy seemed to be staring at Dad's dick like she had never before seen one. I guess this was having an effect on Dad because it seems like his unit was starting to twitch and come to life. Apparently, he realized that it might become embarrassing for him, because the next thing he said was 'let's get in.'