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Bobby continued playing with his stepsister's breasts before letting his left hand slide down her stomach. It came to rest on her soft pubic bush. His palm slipped between Sarah's legs and felt her wetness. He picked his head up to look at her and she smiled nervously at him before nodding her head, encouraging him to continue his exploration.

"Touch me, Bobby," she said again, reassuring him to keep probing her hidden place.

Two fingers easily slipped inside her wet hole as Sarah's mouth flew open with a loud exhale and her eyes squinted as if she just walked out into bright Texas sunshine. Reaching out with her own free hand she braced it against his shoulder, then spread her legs a bit to allow Bobby further access inside her pussy.

Sarah had been masturbating for years and always loved it, but that was nothing to what she was feeling at the moment as her stepbrother's fingers delved inside her hole. With her mouth wide open and her breathing labored, she groaned out to him. "Oh...Bobby...oh my."

Without really knowing what he was doing, Bobby simply moved his fingers around inside his sister's pussy. They were soaked from her juices and he pushed them in as far as they could go. Sarah threw her head back, then placed a hand over top of his - holding his fingers hostage inside her wet snatch.

Her ass started gently moving back and forth as she slid over his hand while maintaining her grasp on his stiff prick. She could feel his fingers inside, driving her wild, and she slid her feet apart which opened her legs even wider, her hand clutching his. She couldn't believe this was happening, but neither did she want it to stop.

Soft moaning escaped her lips. "Mmm...oh my God, Bobby." She leaned her body into his, her tits delicately slapping his chest in rhythm to her sliding ass below. Sarah had a look that reflected both pain and pleasure - her eyes clenched shut, her mouth forming a circle, while her breathing was labored.

In addition to everything Bobby was feeling - his hard cock thumping in his stepsister's hand and two of his fingers buried deep inside her snatch, covered with her juices - it was an added turn on for him to hear the sound of Sarah's quiet voice murmuring out to him, encouraging him in the moment. It was all the proof he needed to know he was doing something right.

"Oh Bobby," she repeated, her eyes now wide as she smiled broadly at him. "This feels so good." She rested her head on his shoulder, her mouth against his neck moaning her pleasure in his ear. "Oh, my God," she whispered. "Ohhhhhhh...mmmmmm...Bobbyyyyyyyy." She put increased pressure on his hand, somewhere down below and hidden under her bush as her ass kept up its steady rhythm over it.

Reaching orgasm was not an easy thing for Sarah - never had been. It was something that had taken lots of practice and years to perfect. She had explored with Ella a few times as well, but that had never produced anything more than just feeling good. But, now - this feeling - she couldn't even describe it. Her body tingled everywhere, blanketed in warmth. Outside, her body glistened lightly with perspiration. Inside, she felt like a pot on the stove - something had been heating up, percolating, and was just about to boil over. It was an intense feeling she had ever experienced before.

Sarah wanted release - needed release - and she wanted her brother to help.

Releasing her grip on his hard cock, Sarah widened her stance even more, causing her to squat down slightly as she placed both hands on top of his. Her pussy rubbed vigorously over top making squelching sounds from her profound wetness. As she slipped and slid over his hand, she could feel his fingers probing inside her hole while his palm was positioned perfectly over her clit. The feeling was exhilarating! She nestled her head against his chest and whimpered.

"OH! Oh, my God!" Her voice shook and her toes curled as she called out to him. "Bobby...oh, Bobby..."

Bobby didn't know what else to do so he just stood there and let his sister rub against him. The look on her face was more than enough for him anyway. He placed his free hand on her bare shoulder for support, watching as her tits bounced around in front of him in response to her movements. Again, her face reflected a countenance he had never witnessed before and, in that instant, Bobby was jealous. He wanted to feel that good too.

But, when she called out to him, he knew his stepsister was close to climax - and an enormous, immeasurable pleasure. "OH! Oh God - Bobby!" Her eyes looked up and locked on his. Her face had a pinched kind of expression as her mouth flew open wide. Sarah's nice tits slapped against him as her ass rocked back and forth, and he could feel her hard nipples poking his flesh.

"UH, oh Christ...oh my God...ohhhhhhhh..." she whimpered softly as her eyes watered. "I'm cumming Bobby. Oh, I'm cumming...," she murmured. Her eyes opened the same instant her legs stiffened and her movements stopped abruptly. Sarah's mouth was wide open and she held her breath as her body shuddered. She exhaled shakily, sounding as if she had been out in the freezing cold too long. A single tear ran down the side of her face as looked at him with a pained expression.

It was an intense moment, even for Bobby. He just stood there in amazement, watching as his beautiful stepsister experienced a powerful orgasm. He was mesmerized. It was all he could do with Sarah resting against him, his hand trapped between her legs and covered with her juices.

There was a final deep breath as Sarah's body relaxed and she collapsed into her brother's arms, her long brown hair cascading down her back. "Oh, Bobby," she whispered. "Ohh...my...that felt so good. Holy shit. I can't even explain it."

She looked up at him. He had never seen his sister look as beautiful and he leaned in to kiss her. Their lips melted as one. Sarah's arms enveloped him and pushed her body tightly against his as Bobby somehow managed to extricate his hand from between her legs.

When they finished, wrapped in an embrace, Sarah brushed hair away from her face and rested her head on his shoulder. "I've never...you know...cum like before."

"Feel better?" he asked teasingly. The result had been quite obvious to them both.

"Hmm mmm...," she answered soothingly as she repeatedly kissed his neck.

Bobby was genuinely pleased, and even happier that he had helped in that regard. "I'm glad." They kissed again, something they both seemed to be taking much pleasure from. "You were really wet Sarah," he added when they had finished.

Giggling into the nape of his neck, she agreed. "Yes, I was." She let her lips slide along his neck, kissing him softly in several places. It was something that drove Bobby fucking wild. As an afterthought she added, "Thank you."

"Sure." Bobby kissed the side of her face, clutching her naked body close to his. She felt incredible in his arms and he loved holding her.

She reached down and picked up her bathroom, letting Bobby wipe his hand on it as they chuckled. Laughter turned to kissing once again - deep, passionate, meaningful kisses that never seemed to be enough for either of them. It was like a quench they couldn't satisfy, or maybe it was just nice to be able to kiss someone deeply - with affection - and really mean it.

"Well...," he began afterwards. "That was a lot more than seeing you naked."

Seeming to realize the extent of what they had done together for the first time, Sarah looked at him awkwardly and bit her lip. "Yes...do you regret it? Feel guilty about it?"

He shook his head immediately. "No, not at all." And he was being sincere.

A look of overwhelming relief flooded her face. "Oh good. Me neither."

"Now what?" he wondered, speaking more on behalf of his throbbing boner than himself.

Gingerly sliding her hand down his back, Sarah gripped one of her brother's ass cheeks. Their lips met again, just briefly this time, before she whispered out to him. "It's your turn." Pulling her body from his, she told hold of his penis once again. "What do you want me to do?"

Bobby could hardly speak, let alone collect his thoughts into anything coherent. He simply shrugged his shoulders. "What do you want to do?"

She smiled broadly, a sinister twinkle in her eyes, and gave him a single kiss on the mouth. "Don't be shy. Not now. It's too late for that." Her hand slowly began stroking his rigid pole and when she looked down at it she could see pre-cum already glistening the tip. "Want me to suck on it?"

Just the touch of her hand on his sensitive part was enough to get him off. After everything they had already done that evening, it wouldn't take much for him to bust a nut anyway and he knew it. Sarah's touch, while gripping him firmly, was soft and gentle - quite different from his rough jerking every time he masturbated. Still, Bobby nodded his head. "Sure," he said. "If you want to."

"Ok," she answered, then kissed his cheek. "Just don't...you know...cum in my mouth."

"Alright," he whispered, his voice shaking.

Sarah slid her naked body down his - her tits brushing over his hard cock - until she was on her knees before him to stare at his pulsing member. She loved the look of her brother's dick - it was long and very hard, the tip a deep shade of red - and she inspected it up close. She had never been this close to a penis before but knew this was something she could grow very fond of.

One hand cupped his balls and gave them a gently squeeze as the other continued stroking him. Sarah stuck her tongue out and licked the length of his shaft as Bobby groaned out loud above her. Lick after lick, her tongue slid up and down the length of his penis followed by sweet, tender kisses all over his cock while fondling his nuts.

Bobby moaned and his knees began to shake slightly. The feeling was indescribable. His sister's soft lips on his penis was incredible, and her tongue licking him up and down was beyond anything he could have ever imagined. Like Sarah a few minutes earlier, he had never experienced anything like this. He wouldn't have believed it anyway. Nothing could have prepared him for how good everything felt and he knew it wouldn't be long before he exploded.

After inspecting his penis, licking it and kissing it, Sarah placed her lips on its tip for a final kiss. It was slippery from his pre-cum, and she rubbed her mouth over it, tasting him. Opening her mouth, she took just the head of his penis in and began sucking the tip. Her tongue swiveled around the mushroom-shaped tip as her mouth closed over it. Slowly her head moved further and further down until the hand that was jerking his pole bumped into her chin.

Bobby's knees were now very visibly shaking and he reached down to place both hands on his stepsister's bare shoulders in order to brace himself. Sarah's hands - her mouth - her tongue - all came together as she serviced his manhood. She kept fondling and squeezing his nutsack as her head moved slowly up and down over his shaft while her tongue did somersaults around the tip of his cock.

"Oooooohhhhhh...fuck...," Bobby exhaled in one long breath, his voice noticeably shaking. If he had thought everything felt great so far, it was nothing compared to the sensation now. No wonder guys talked about blowjobs! Sarah's hot mouth gliding along his rigid cock was the greatest thing he had ever felt. He looked down to stare at his sister's head moving over his manhood - her hair tickling his pubes - and it was more than he could endure. Gripping her shoulders tightly, he exclaimed, "HO! Here it comes!

She barely had time to take his dick out of her mouth before it erupted like a fucking volcano. Hot white jizz flew out in large spurts to land on Sarah's neck and chest and her mouth gaped open in astonishment. She couldn't believe how much cum was spewing forth but she kept a firm grip on his stick. She didn't want to let it go.

Bobby's body was stiff and inflexible as he ejaculated. Even his knees stopped shaking. He watched in fascination as his nut juice flew out in multiple bursts. He couldn't ever remember cumming like that before, unless maybe the first time he had masturbated. But, that was too long ago to recall.

Spurt after spurt flew out, covering his sister's chest with cum and they were both rendered paralyzed. What a contrast between them. Sarah's orgasm had rocked her to the core but there had been hardly anything to really show of it, except on his hand. It had all been experienced inside her body. But Bobby - holy fuck! She was coated with spunk - at least her neck and tits.

When he was through and his dick began to shrivel, Sarah kissed the tip one final time and tasted his seed. It was gooey and salty but wasn't all that bad which surprised her. Without even realizing it, Sarah started tenderly sucking on the tip of his penis, even as it retreated to its normal shape, smearing his cum on her lips before licking it off.

This was yet another sensation that was new to Bobby and this time his ass cheeks shook as his stepsister's warm mouth sucked on the head of his penis. It was both ticklish and astonishingly pleasurable. Once again, he placed his hands on her bare shoulders as an attempt to brace himself. "Aaaaaahhhh...oh shit Sarah."

When she was through, Sarah slowly rose off her knees to stare at her brother. A huge knowing smile spread across her face while maintaining a look of innocence, as if she didn't know what she had done. "Do you feel better now?" she asked quietly.

He stared at her, wide-eyed and disbelieving, trying to catch his breath. "Holy shit, yes!" He wrapped her in his arms, pulling her into a tight embrace before they kissed again. The sense of urgency from before was now gone, but their kissing was no less affectionate and loving. It was slow, deliberate, and rewarding after everything they had experienced this evening.

When they were done, Bobby took his sister by the hand and led her to the bed. They lay down next to each other and Sarah cradled her head into his neck as he wrapped an arm around her, pulling them close together. For quite some time they just lay there - two naked bodies entwined as one.

"That was really nice, Bobby," she whispered as her right hand began running slowly over his stomach.

"Yes, it was." He had only been hoping to see his stepsister naked, looking for a visual to flood his mind the next time he jerked off. Instead, not only had he seen her naked but had helped her reach an orgasm while she had given him a blowjob! "Unbelievable." He said this last part out loud but he was really speaking to himself.

Sarah slid up to rest on her elbow. She leaned down and kissed him softly on the mouth. "Bobby?"

"Mmm?" He looked up into those large brown eyes and lost himself.

"Do you really think I'm beautiful? I mean...really?" She was blushing for sure, unable to hide the broad smile and twinkling eyes.

"Yes I do," he answered instantly and with a matter of certainty. Lifting himself up, he kissed the tip of her nose then repeated, "I really do," before laying back down.

Sarah was beaming. "Well...I think you're very handsome. In fact, I think you're one of the handsomest guys I know. I've always thought that. But, well...you know...we haven't exactly been very close before."

"You do? Really?" He was shocked to hear his sister say such a thing. He would have never known it from the way she had acted toward him over the years.

"It's true," she answered. "Ella thinks so too." She leaned in and kissed him on the mouth again. "And I love kissing you, by the way. I can't get enough, I just want to kiss you all over."

"Maybe you should then." He placed both hands underneath his head as Sarah lifted herself off him and smiled.

"Put some music on, just in case Ella comes looking for us." She sat cross-legged on his bed and, once again, Bobby marveled at his sister's body - her tear-shaped breasts and those long nipples. She smiled as he stared at her body. "Come on - turn the stereo on so I can inspect you all over...then you can inspect me!" She giggled in spite of herself, raising one eyebrow askew.

Her words snapped Bobby back to reality so he hopped off the bed and flipped on the stereo. It was set to 97.1 KEGL, "The Eagle," which broadcast a litany of contemporary hits out across the ever-expanding Dallas Metroplex. At the moment, "When Doves Cry" by Prince occupied the airwaves and Bobby resumed his position on the bed with his hands behind his head.

Sarah giggled again as Bobby hopped back in place. He had looked just as handsome from the rear as he did from the front, and she planned to give everything a closer look. Flipping her right leg over him to straddle his nude frame, she bent down and kissed him tenderly on the mouth. "I want to look at every naked inch of you."

She kissed him again quickly before moving her lips slowly over his face and neck. Within seconds Bobby's limp dick spouted back to life and Sarah could feel it rubbing against her tummy as she slithered her way down his body.

By the time Madonna started singing "Like A Virgin" Sarah's mouth had moved from Bobby's chest and nipples to his flat stomach where her tongue wiggled inside his bellybutton. She gripped his erect cock and couldn't help but giggle once again. "This song is pretty appropriate, don't you think?" She looked up at him and smiled.

Now that she had mentioned it, he had to agree and he chuckled in response. "Yes, indeed."

"Maybe this should be our song. It would be fitting." She was looking at him with those luminous brown eyes, sparkling with beauty and mischief, her hand curled around his prick. When he only smiled back, Sarah went back to what she had been doing.

She ran her hands down his legs as her mouth covered his hard dick with kisses. God, she loved this thing. She could have played with it for hours and had a strong suspicion Bobby would let her. But there was more to see, much more. The songs played on and her exploration continued - massaging his scrotum, down his legs, kissing his feet and each of his little toes.

"Flip over, I want to see the other side." Sarah was kneeling at the foot of his bed waiting as Bobby lay prostrate with his eyes closed enjoying her soft touches and the music.

"Ok." As far as he was concerned, Sarah could look at and touch whatever the hell she wanted. It was all good by him and he promptly rolled over as she continued her inspection.

She gave the same full, careful attention to Bobby's backside as she did his front - the soles of his feet, his hairy legs and nice, shapely ass. She kissed it softly, each cheek, as her hands rubbed over everything. He had a nice ass, she thought. Just one more thing about him that turned her insides to mush.

Her examination continued, and when she was finished Sarah lay her naked body on top of his bare back feeling the warm figure underneath her. Just then Hall & Oates sang about a "Maneater" and Sarah moved her head around to whisper in her brother's ear.

"This song is pretty appropriate too. I could eat you up. Every inch of you." Their faces came together and they began kissing again, long protracted kisses - mouths open, tongues searching.

Bobby rolled over as Sarah lay on top of him, their lips never separating. He wrapped his arms around her. "You feel so good Sarah. I love feeling your body against mine."

She had to agree, it felt wonderful. "Hmmm...I don't ever want to get up. I could stay like this forever."

"Except, it's my turn to look at you." And with that, Bobby quickly scooted his butt out from under her and she flopped onto the bed. They both chuckled, and when he started tickling her Sarah laughed uproariously while doing her best to plead for him to stop. Her legs moved to and fro, her tits bounced and jiggled on her chest and all the while Bobby positioned himself over her with his long boner jutting out before him.

Please," she gasped. "Oh...please...stop. Ella...will hear...us. Puh...lease?!?!" Sarah was having difficulty breathing and Bobby stopped immediately. Yet, she wasn't angry at him - far from it. With every passing minute they were growing closer together, creating a bond that would prove unshakeable in the future.

He began the same way she had, kissing her lips before moving his mouth over her face and down her neck to suck softly. Sarah's breathing in his ear was incredibly erotic and a huge turn on, especially when she cooed quietly in response to his mouth and tongue.

"Oh Bobby...mmmm...," she called out peacefully. "That feels so good."

As his mouth worked its way to her chest, he played with one breast while sucking on the other. He straddled her naked body in the same way she had, pushing her tits together to take turns sucking on them. "My God, Sarah," he said. "Your nipples are so long. I...I could floss my teeth with these things."

She laughed out loud causing her tummy to jiggle underneath Bobby's ass while he kept a firm hold of her breasts and continued to fondle them.

Just then Foreigner came on the radio singing, "I Want to Know What Love Is." The song and its meaning wasn't lost on either of them, and they listening to it while smiling at each other. Sarah ran her hands up and down over Bobby's arms as he remained on top of her playing with her breasts.

Halfway through the song Bobby leaned down over her and they shared a long, loving kiss. His boner pressed into her and she reached around to take a firm hold of his ass.

When the song ended, he resumed his inspection of Sarah's naked body - moving down her stomach until his mouth came to rest on her pubic bush. Acting instinctively, she opened her legs to give Bobby a close look at her glistening pussy and his eyes focused on it like a laser.

Nothing he had seen in any girlie magazine was like the real thing before him now. He kissed her pussy lips and smelled her musky scent as Sarah squirmed slightly. Rubbing her labia, he continued to kiss all around and gave a little lick inside her pussy while his stepsister moaned with pleasure.

Gliding his mouth down one leg, then the other, Bobby kissed the bottom of Sarah's feet and sucked on each of her painted toes as she lay before him in all her splendid nudity watching him.

He winked and motioned for her to turn over, which she immediately did. Her lovely bubble-butt took center stage and he spent a couple moments just marveling at her naked body from the back. Everything he saw, everything he touched, everything he kissed...it was all fabulous. It was like Christmas, staring at all your new toys and not knowing which one to play with first.

Slowly, carefully he moved back up her body kissing the backs of her legs before spreading them. Grabbing her ass, he pulled it apart to stare at her tiny, puckered asshole, then kissed each cheek. "Don't say I never kissed your ass," he said and they both giggled.

He finished his inspection and lay on top of her. His rigid cock nestled in the crack of her ass and his face got buried in her long hair while he nibbled on her ear. She slowly moved her body underneath him, feeling his stiffness and getting excited all over again.

Sarah rolled over so that her brother could lay beside her. For the longest time they just lay there staring at each other, smiling. The realization of everything they had done together flooded their brains. Bobby reached out and brushed hair out of his stepsister's face just as "One More Night" by Phil Collins came on the radio causing him to chuckle quietly.

"All these songs seem to have much more meaning than they did before," he said quietly as Sarah looked at him and grinned.

Her insides were a knot of emotion, more than she could handle or know what to do with. "True." She ran a soft hand over the side of his face. "I had a lot of fun Bobby."

He kissed the top of her head and the sweet smell of strawberry shampoo wafted into his nostrils. "I did too." Clutching her closer he continued. "I just wanted to see you naked. I...I never thought..." He couldn't finish and he didn't have to.

"I know," she interrupted. "Me too." She was at a loss for words herself.

Soon they were snuggled against each other as he lay on his back and she curled her body into his. She rested her head on his shoulder, wrapped her right leg between his and placed a hand on his hard dick. It wasn't long before they both fell asleep, the last notes of another song coming to an end.

It was sometime later when Ella finally came up the stairs. It had been hours since she had last seen or heard from either of her siblings and she had assumed they had gone to bed. But when she walked into her room she was startled to find her sister's bed empty.

Wandering back downstairs, Ella made a broad sweep through every room in the house - including the large living area above the garage. There was no sign of anyone. Of course, her parents were still out at the country club as was their custom lately. But, where the fuck were Bobby and Sarah?

With all other options eliminated, she proceeded to the second floor once again. She tried to open Bobby's door but it was locked. She softly tapped on it. "Bobby?" she whispered. When she got no answer, Ella went down the hall to the closet.

There was a laundry basket inside and multiples shelves where an assortment of sheets and towels were stored. Hanging from a long, thin nail on the left-hand side was a flat master key that opened any room in the house. It was purely for emergencies only. As far as Ella was concerned, this was an emergency and she need Bobby's help.

Inserting the key into the round hole in the door knob, she pushed slowly until there was the familiar click signaling it had unlocked. She quietly opened the door and peaked her head in.

A faint yellow shimmer from a lamp on top of Bobby's desk in the corner cast a dim glow about the room and the sound of music faded out in the background.

As her eyes slowly adjusted, Ella could make out two distinct shapes laying together in bed and her mouth opened in surprise. Who was in Bobby's bed with him? She hadn't seen anybody come in the house - and, to her knowledge, he had never snuck a girl in before. She was both amazed and stupefied. No wonder his door had been locked.

At any rate, she still hadn't located her sister. As Ella started to shut the door, she glanced once more at the bed and her heart jumped. Her eyes had adjusted substantially now and if she had been amazed before at the thought of some unknown girl in her brother's bed, she was completely beside herself after recognizing it was her own sister!

Sarah lay curled against Bobby's bare chest, her face nestled against his. Her sister's shoulders were also bare, her right arm sloped over his stomach. Try as she might, Ella's mind couldn't quite register what she was looking at. Why were her siblings in bed together? And why did it look like Sarah had no clothes on?

Ella stood rigid as uncertain thoughts flooded her head causing suspicions to intensify. She ambled into the room, walking silently around to the side of the bed. There, she could clearly see that Sarah was topless - her breasts touching Bobby's side.

For the second time, Ella's mouth flew open in shock and she was rendered immobile. None of this made any sense to her. There was no reason or justification for what she was looking at. Just then, Bobby turned sideways away from Ella and toward the wall, and this prompted Sarah to roll over on her side as well. He stretched an arm around Sarah and pulled her into him so they were spooning.

Ella was apoplectic. What the fuck were they doing in bed together? Why were they cuddling? Nothing made any sense to her and she was about to wake them up. Somebody needed to explain things. She stepped forward, resting her legs against the side of the bed, and stopped. Maybe it was all some kind of misunderstanding.

She slowly and carefully lifted the side of the bedsheet. To her absolute shock, she saw the back of Bobby's completely naked body and immediately brought a hand to her mouth to cover any noise that might escape. Lifting the sheet further, Ella could see both of their naked figures lying together in bed.

Like an animal trapped in quicksand, Ella's legs moved like two heavy weights. Somehow, despite her complete wonder about what she had seen, she quietly slipped from the room. The door was closed and locked, the key returned to its rightful place. Ella returned to her room to sit in dark silence.

A thousand thoughts raced through her mind and she didn't know what to do with any of them. Should she tell their mother? Should she talk to Sarah? Or Bobby? Or both? And what the hell were they doing in bed together naked? Surely they hadn't done anything, right? None of it made any sense. Ella's mind was a jumbled mess.

She lay back on her bed lost in thought, her mind searching for some kind of understanding or recognition but that was like trying to catch rain with a sieve. It was a long time before sleep came and her mind went dark.Located at the south end on the campus of Southern Methodist University (SMU) in Dallas, Texas sat one of the largest churches, if not the largest church, in the entire city.

The Highland Park United Methodist Church was a massive 65,000 square foot testament to the power of God and religion, proving that everything was bigger in Texas. At least as far as churches were concerned.

Seated in the front pew of the sanctuary, on the right hand side, three siblings listened to the minister memorialize their mother. As was their custom, started from an early age in order to keep them behaved in such places, Bobby Peterson sat between his two stepsisters. Sarah, 55 years old and looking as sexy as ever, was to his immediate left. Ella, the youngest of the trio at 51 and also supremely attractive, was on his right.

Bobby, a rather decent looking man himself at 55 years old, found the surroundings nearly suffocating. This wasn't his mother anyway - not really. This was merely the woman who married his dad after his real mom had died. While she may not have been an ideal mother, she wasn't the horrible stepmother all the fairy tales seem to portray. At least, not entirely.

Yet, neither was she the devoted mother and saint the minister was praising on about. When he began talking about her love of family and how precious her children were Bobby nearly laughed out loud. This was supposed to be a eulogy, not comedy hour!

Sarah immediately and instinctively reached over to pat him on the leg. He had to keep things together for just one more day. There was the funeral followed by a graveside service and then it would all be over. Each of them needed to keep composed and play their parts until then. She squeezed his leg as if trying to telepathically convey her thoughts to him.

Ella, stealing a crooked sideways glance, noticed her sister's hand on Bobby's leg. So she casually took hold of his right hand and placed it in hers, giving it a little squeeze of reassurance. He looked over at her and smiled. Congregants seated close to them mistook the little display of affection as a sign of how much they loved their mother or how moved they were by the minister's words.

Bobby was, indeed, a lucky man and he knew it. Things hadn't always been like this between him and his siblings. In fact, at first they hardly had any relationship together after his father married their mother. Bobby had been resentful and jealous. The girls had always had each other but all Bobby had was his father. After the marriage, he had to share his father with the girls and a new mom. Needless to say, it was a long, rocky adjustment for everyone but especially him.

It wasn't until Sarah and Bobby were near the end of their senior year in high school before things began to change for the better between all three of them. It started one night while their parents fought bitterly downstairs about, yet another, unspecified annoyance. After things were smashed against the walls, Ella - who was only fourteen at the time - came into his room for comfort.

Bobby did the best he could to soothe her and gave her permission to sleep in his bed. It was least he could do, someone had to look out for her because his parents clearly weren't. Next thing he knew, Sarah was also in his room and the two of them found they shared similar opinions about many things - most especially a dislike for their parent's marriage and the constant fighting. As their parents continued shouting downstairs, Bobby and Sarah grew close for the first time since they had all been forced into a family together.

This was also the night that Bobby and Sarah messed around, although it wasn't much of anything. Having grown up in the 80s when the fear of catching AIDS predominated sexual activity of any kind, neither one of them had ever really had any kind of intimate experience.

While Ella snored softly from the comfort of his bed, Bobby exposed his penis for Sarah to look at and then she reciprocated by showing him her breasts. Perhaps even more significant, they kissed - and kissed really well! It came as a surprise to both of them how much they enjoyed kissing, and that led to an immediate and permanent détente to their own sibling confrontations.

A couple weeks later, after countless darting glances and awkward smiles had been exchanged, curiosity got the better of both of them. They wanted to see each other naked, so they met secretly in Bobby's room in order to reveal themselves to one another - all while Ella remained ensconced on the couch downstairs with her focus glued to MTV.

Predictably, seeing one another naked quickly turned into touching - and that led to Bobby fingering his stepsister until she experienced a rather seismic climax, followed by her sucking his dick until he shot his spunk all over her chest.

Afterwards they lay in bed together, comforted and secure in a new and rewarding experience. After that night, nothing had ever been the same again between Sarah and Bobby. Or with Ella for that matter who, unbeknownst to them, had a secret or two of her own after discovering her siblings naked in bed together.

Taking a deep breath, Bobby glanced quickly around the church while the minister droned on regarding the goodness of his mother. What a crock of shit, he mused to himself. If these people had known just half the truth it would have embarrassed and stunned them. But, that's not the way of things in Highland Park. Here, everyone lives a fantasy life in public while protecting and concealing their private lives. It's how they all survive here, it's the only way they can all look each other in the face.

From what he could tell, the place was packed - full of pretentious snobs feigning remorse for someone they hardly knew. It was always the same thing. This was Highland Park after all, where the only thing that mattered was keeping up appearances. That's why most of the people in the congregation were here to begin with. This was the social event of the week and they simply had to be in attendance. They certainly couldn't risk missing the main event for fear that people would mistake their absence for being snubbed by the grieving family.

Seriously though - wasn't anyone the least bit curious as to why none of this women's children brought their spouses? Wasn't that just a little suspicious? Even if it was, even if people were curious as hell they wouldn't say anything. To vocalize uncertainties would make them real. Better to ignore and pretend everything is perfect rather than ask questions that might be upsetting and just might reveal the truth. These people didn't want or need a clue, they just wanted to go on pretending life was perfect.

Yet, Sarah's husband and stepchildren were noticeably absent, and they only lived up in Plano. Ella's partner was back home in Austin, and they had been together for more years than most of these people even realized. Even Bobby's wife of nearly three decades declined to attend, preferring to stay at home in Flower Mound, another slice of suburbia in the Dallas Metroplex.

None of their respective partners wanted to be here - none of them had ever had any use for their mother-in-law and certainly none of them were grieving. She had been nothing to any of them except an obstacle that was easier to avoid than confront.

Regardless, Bobby thought how happy his mother would be that so many of her shallow friends had taken time out of their artificial lives to come and bid adieu to her. So, for her sake - her memory - he took comfort in knowing how pleased his mother would be. For him, this ridiculous charade couldn't end soon enough. This entire week couldn't end soon enough.

Squeezing Ella's hand and placing his other on top of Sarah's, Bobby settled in his seat and let his mind wander back to a time when things seemed easier, or at least less complicated and rushed. A time filled with the unlimited promise of things to come, when everyone seemed so sure of themselves and what life had in store for them. Back then, it seemed, people cared more about each other and took the time to get to know you. Realistically, that had probably never been the case but as an adolescent and just beginning life it had seemed that way.

Maybe it had all been a mirage and, if so, Bobby was fine to keep it that way. Highland Park itself was a mirage, a bubble, some freakish portal into another world so perhaps he had simply been too blind to see or recognize things for what they had been back then.

Nevertheless, he tilted his head backwards and inhaled deeply. The smell of incense and burning candles filled his lungs, and he closed his eyes briefly to lose himself to another time - another world - another life.

III

It was May 1985 and Bobby was asleep in his bed, headphones still hooked to his ears and playing hits from 97.1 KEGL - "The Eagle" - which was why he hadn't heard Sarah as she quietly slipped into his room.

It was sometime just past the midnight hour, their parents having recently returned from another night out at the Dallas Country Club. They had joined the club as a family but it was really only their parents who benefited, becoming a safe haven where they could forget about their problems and have fun with like-minded individuals.

Sarah had just been laying in her bed and knew immediately when her parents returned because she could hear them making all kinds of noise colliding into furniture downstairs followed by loud giggling and talking that they were always convinced was quiet. Even more telling of their arrival home after another night of drinking was their equally loud - and very expressive - lovemaking, something they routinely took part in after an evening at the club. Sarah couldn't help but wonder if this was what everyone's parents did after a night of drinking.

Consequently, Sarah was wet and horny and wanted to play. How could she not after listening to her very own mother wail from the other end of the house, "Fuck me baby! Mmm...that's it. Oh, yeah! Fuck that pussy. Fuck me with your hard cock." This was followed by the usual cacophony of grunting and moaning as the headboard slammed against the far wall. The whole house seemed to shake - and they lived in one very large goddamn house.

She had just begun playing with her own pussy while listening to the rhythm of her parent's fucking when she noticed Ella had also awoken. Her sister was lying on the other side of the room, eyes wide open in response to the sexual commotion as well. Tomorrow would be her 15th birthday and Sarah hoped their parents were planning to do something extra special for her.

At the moment, however, Sarah would have to wait until Ella fell asleep before satisfying herself as she didn't want to risk getting caught masturbating. Not that it mattered too much because it had happened before but Sarah had other plans tonight.

As she lay there waiting - the echoes from the other end of the second floor gradually receding once her parents had completed their mission - Sarah thought about her brother Bobby and wondered whether he was also awake in his bedroom across the hall.

She had always considered him good looking. It had been one of the first things she noticed about him when they had been all been introduced six years ago. But, their relationship had been a difficult one for a long time. Now, after they had messed around together all she could think about was repeating the experience. She wanted to play with his penis and watch him cum. Most especially, more than anything else, she wanted to kiss him again.

Her emotions were a whirl of conflict. On the one hand, having never experienced much in the way of sex or sexual exploration, Sarah was curious to learn everything she could. On the other hand, having only her brother to fool around with was not necessarily ideal. She understood completely that they were only stepsiblings - no more related to one another than any other two people. In fact, she had been the one to point that out to Bobby on a couple of occasions. And yet - somehow - there was still a part of her that felt what had happened between them was inappropriate.

Then again...what they had done together had been so much fun. She had delighted in being completely naked in front of someone, completely open and exposed in a way she had never experienced before. So what if it had been with her brother? She had wanted him to see her naked - to touch her body all over - to feel her breasts and pussy. Was there anything so wrong about that?

Lying in bed waiting for Ella to drift off to sleep, Sarah's right hand inevitably slithered down her stomach and began to rub on her clit. She couldn't help it. If anything, fooling around with Bobby had only made her hornier. Two fingers slipped easily into her wet hole, and Sarah arched her back slightly while bending her legs inward at the knees. As her breathing became heavier and her body warmed up, she had to force herself to stop. It left her body aching for release and she almost screamed out.

Rolling over on her side, she deliberately stared at her digital alarm clock watching the minutes tick by while patiently waiting for Ella to fall asleep. She listened intently for her sister's familiar soft snoring to indicate she had slipped into unconsciousness. Once that happened, Sarah was more determined than ever to go across the hall and mess around with Bobby.

Who better to play with than him? They had already done it - had already crossed that bridge, and she knew he wanted to do it as much as her because of the way he looked at her all the time. They were both holding back, but why? Why restrain themselves now? What's done is done, as far as she was concerned - so why not take advantage of the unique situation they were in?

It had been twelve minutes since she started watching her clock and finally the tell-tale signs of Ella's breathing could be detected, indicating she was asleep. A rush of excitement suddenly coursed through Sarah's body. She was ready. It was time.

Quietly slipping out of her bed, Sarah tiptoed over to view her sister lying there peacefully before making her way out of the room. Gently closing her bedroom door, she turned and crossed the hall to Bobby's room. Opening his door and peeking in, she could see him lying there on his bed with the headphones on and she giggled - a reflection of both her nervousness and the promise of what lay ahead.

Walking in, Sarah turned and closed his door soundlessly. Then she locked it for good measure before continuing on her tiptoes over to the side of his bed where she stood in silence watching him sleep.

A faint yellowish light from the lamp on his desk cast shadows all around the room. For some reason, this only added to her anticipation and without any conscious thought she rubbed a hand over her pajama bottoms and felt the moistness underneath.

Sarah thought Bobby looked so cute when he slept, completely peaceful as he lay there lightly snoring. She knelt down beside his bed and slid both hands underneath the covers. Slowly, methodically they roamed beneath the sheets until she felt his bare leg.

Pausing for just a moment or two, she debated with herself whether or not to proceed. She wondered if Bobby would get upset if he woke up suddenly to find his stepsister kneeling beside him with her hands on his dick. But temptation got the better of her and she began to caress his leg despite any reservations.

It had been a couple weeks since they had messed around together, something that culminated in powerful orgasms for both of them. Afterwards they spent time inspected one another's naked body before curling up together and falling asleep. It had been a wonderful experience for both of them.

Since then, Sarah and Bobby had tried to act casually around each other but it had been forced and not at all natural. Too many sideways glances and knowing smiles betrayed their lustful inclinations. Yet, somehow, miraculously they had restrained themselves despite the fact that they both wanted to mess around again, which was a completely normal reaction for anyone and especially for two eighteen-year-olds!

On a couple of occasions, when Bobby and Sarah had been alone - either in the kitchen during dinner or conveniently finding themselves in the library pretending to be searching for something - they had brushed up against one another. She would accidentally swipe her ass against his crotch or her breasts against his chest while pretending to squeeze by.

He, too, made a point to scratch his crotch or adjust himself noticeably a few times when he knew she was looking. And he began walking around the house in only a pair of shorts, claiming it was too hot to wear anything else, knowing full well Sarah would stare at his trim figure. Yet, there was an invisible barrier that prevented them from doing anything else together. Maybe it was the presence of Ella, they didn't know.

But tonight - right now - it was different. Sarah could hold back no longer, and she felt fairly confident that Bobby would agree.

As one of her hands skimmed down his hairy leg, the other slid up and over top of his boxer shorts. She felt his flaccid penis underneath and gently rubbed on it. Before she knew it, both hands were slithering over him - feeling his smooth, flat stomach and chest where the first wisps of hair were beginning to sprout.

Sarah exhaled loudly, her body aching for attention. She slipped a hand under her brother's boxers to caress his fluffy pubes before grabbing his cock. Even now, hidden from view and soft to touch, she loved the feel of his penis. Her other hand slid up his leg and under his shorts where they fondled his balls.

Bobby awoke with a start - his eyes flying wide open to stare at the ceiling above him. The fact that his nuts and cock were being fondled did not escape him. The fact that he wasn't the one doing it surprised him immensely and he quickly lifted himself up on both elbows and looked to his left where his stepsister was kneeling.

"What the...," he stammered, a look of profound confusion registering on his face as he yanked off the headphones. "What are you doing?"

Sarah had frozen in place, her hands still on his goods under the covers. "Nothing," she answered softly with a look of apprehension.

Sitting upright, he rubbed his eyes and looked about the room apparently in search of answers. "I don't understand. What time is it?"

"I don't know," she whispered.

Bobby stared at his beautiful sister's face, then slowly shifted his focus to the bedsheet and her hands underneath as his dick began to respond. He let out a deep sigh, "Shit..." before turning his attention back to Sarah. "What's going on?"

She swallowed and answered him meekly. "Well...I thought maybe...we could mess around a little."

Like usual when it came to his stepsister, Bobby was speechless. He had thoroughly enjoyed himself the last time they had done something, and he had thought about it every single day since - usually while he masturbated. But, like her, his emotions fluctuated between doing what was right and doing what he wanted. His psychology teacher had explained this as Freud's structure of the human psyche with the id, ego and superego in competition with each other. Since the moment he had learned about it, Bobby felt it applied to him and his situation on a daily basis. And it certainly applied to this particular moment.

When he didn't answer, Sarah felt disheartened and began to plead with him. "Please, Bobby?" she whispered out to him. "I'm so horny. Can't we play together? Just a little bit?" She refused to move her hands from his private parts.

He stared at her. Even in the dimly lit room her eyes were radiant. How could he resist? He couldn't, especially with her hands on him, and he gave in to temptation. His id had won - Freud would be so pleased, particularly as it related to his sister. He gave a sly smile and whispered back, "Ok."

"Oh really?!" she exclaimed excitedly, a smile of her own spreading across her face.

He chuckled at her reaction. "Sure. Why not? I've been hoping for another chance anyway. But...we have to be quiet."

"Ok," she whispered, finally removing her hands and standing up. Sarah quickly stepped out of her nightgown to stand before him completely naked. "Slide over."

Bobby did as instructed, and once she was beside him in his bed he reached under the covers and removed his boxer shorts, tossing them to the other side of the room.

They embraced each other, feeling their naked bodies rubbing together, and began kissing. Soft, tender kisses were replaced by a growing passion as their hands began to wonder. Sarah pressed her nude frame into him, her tits pushing into his side as a hand slid down to caress his chest.

"Oh, Bobby..." she whispered, moving her mouth to kiss on his neck. "I've been wanting to do this so bad."

"Me too," he admitted. "I just didn't...I don't know...want to seem pushy. But, I've been thinking about doing this every single day since the last time. I really love feeling your soft body next to mine."

"Mmm, yes." Their mouths met again and this time opened as tongue played together. Soon, Sarah moved on top of him to straddle his body as her hands roamed over his stomach and chest. "I've been thinking about it a lot too."

He was somewhat surprised to hear his stepsister convey the same thoughts and feelings he had been having, but was glad to hear it nonetheless. "God...you make me so horny, Sarah."

"You too! I'm horny all the time now," she stated with a bit of surprise, lifting her head to giggle at him.

"Good." He smirked up at her, then focused his eyes on her tear-shaped tits and the long nipples protruding out.

"Kiss me again Bobby," she begged softly.

He reached around Sarah and pulled her down toward him where their lips found each other. This was the one thing they did really well together, without any conscious thought. It just happened and felt exhilarating for both of them.

When they separated, Sarah sat back up and smiled at him. "I really love kissing you Bobby."

"I love kissing you too. It feels great." His hands roamed up to caress her breasts as she closed her eyes and moaned. "This feels pretty good too," he added and they both chuckled. After several minutes of mutual caressing, they were ready for some fun.

"What do you want to do?" she asked.

"Hey - this was your idea, remember?" he responded quickly with a devious smile. "What did you have in mind?"

Secretly, she was glad he asked because she did have something in mind. "Well...I'd really like to watch you play with yourself."

"Ok," he said easily. "It's not like I don't do that every single day anyway. But, can we watch each other masturbate?"

"Mmm, yeah - that sounds great," she agreed. And with that, Sarah lifted herself off his body and plopped down next to him in the bed.

Kicking the covers off, Bobby sat up to rest his back against his bed's headboard and spread his legs. His erect penis stood out before him and he slowly began tugging at it as his stepsister focused on his every movement.

For a few minutes Sarah just laid there and watched him stroke his penis. She was fascinated. Bobby slid his hand up and down the entire shaft several times, then cupped the tip with his palm and rubbed it around before repeating the process.

"Your penis is so...nice," she told him. Sarah had wanted to say that it was pretty because she honestly thought it was - the length of it, and the cute little mushroom-shaped tip, excited her beyond measure. She could have watched him play with it all night.

"I'm glad you like it," he said with a chuckle. After a bit, Bobby looked down at her where she lay watching him and quietly asked, "Want to touch my balls?"

"Yes! I would love to," she answered, leaning over and grabbing them with her right hand. Sarah fondled them gently as he tilted his head back and sighed, then picked up his rhythm and his breathing.

After a few minutes, Sarah had decided she had seen enough and wanted to play as well. Sliding up next to him and spreading her legs, she looped her left leg over top of his right one and began rubbing on her clit while her other hand continued to fondle his nuts.

Bobby looked down and stared as Sarah massaged herself and groaned. "Ohhh...mmmm...this feels so good, Bobby," she murmured. "I love watching you - and having you watch me too. It makes me so wet."

He had to admit it was pretty fucking awesome to be masturbating with his stepsister. It was fun to watch her as she pleased herself. Her wet pussy was making noises as her fingers probed inside, and her nicely shaped tits jiggled about on her chest in response to her movements.

For quite a while they sat there staring as they played with themselves before she asked, "Can I suck on it a little?"

"Sure," he said, all too happy to let her do so.

"Just...um..."

"I know. Don't cum in your mouth."

"Right," she concluded.

Sarah moved her body down to lie beside Bobby's legs. She spread hers, lifting one up to rest against the wall adjacent to his bed, and began rubbing on herself while moving her mouth over to suck on the tip of his penis.

Bobby exhaled loudly - much more loudly than he anticipated and they both started giggling. He shifted down a bit to make himself more comfortable and to accommodate his stepsister, then relaxed and let her suck on him.

Moving her head back and forth, Sarah's wet mouth tasted his hard cock while her hand moved rapidly over her clit and she continually repeated, "Mmmm..." All too soon, a feeling of intense warmth shrouded her entire body as she creamed and then went momentarily stiff.

Bobby could tell she reached climax because Sarah stopped moving her head and her eyes rolled upwards in a look of pure ecstasy. When she had finished, she resumed stroking his cock while her mouth kept sucking on the tip.

Before long, it was time. "Here it comes," he whispered quickly.

Sarah removed his penis from her mouth just as it erupted. Huge white spurts of boy juice flew out the tip and covered his tummy. She watched in utter fascination while stroking him. When he had drippled out the last of his semen, she let go of his shrinking appendage.

Sliding up, she rested against him and they shared a long, loving kiss.

"That felt unbelievable," he said at last, his breathing returning to normal.

She nodded in agreement. "Yes, it did."

Without thinking about his next statement, Bobby blurted out, "I think we should do this every day."

Sarah turned her head to look at him directly, her face full of excitement. "You want to?"

"Seriously?" he asked, studying her face to determine if she was joking or not.

"Yes!" she answered enthusiastically. "Why not?"

They sat there studying each other for a few moments before Bobby moved to get up. "I need to clean myself off, but then we can talk."

After wiping himself with a dirty undershirt he picked up from a pile of clothes in the corner, Bobby returned to sit next to his stepsister on the bed. "Look...do you really think we should?" he asked, picking up the conversation right where they had left off.

But Sarah had obviously done a lot of thinking about this and was ready to answer. "Yes," she repeated. He turned to look at her and she continued. "We're not doing anything wrong, Bobby. We're not hurting anyone. Why can't we...I don't know...have fun together? Explore with each other. We're not really related so it's ok."

"Yeah - I know that, but we still live in the same house and share the same parents."

"That just makes things easier then. I mean, you know, us living in the same house." She repositioned herself to sit cross-legged on his bed facing him, her bare feet resting against his side - her tits and those long nipples poking out at him, daring to be played with them.

He thought for a bit, apparently trying to come up with excuses or finding some kind of argument against it. At last he said the only thing he could think of. "What about Ella? She can't know about this. Ever!"

Clearly he had made up his mind and Sarah smiled broadly, excited at the prospect of being able to sexually explore with her stepbrother. "Of course," she agreed. "We need to keep things as private and secret as possible. Nobody can know."

"Ever," he finished.

"Ever," she repeated.

"Ok," he answered before addressing the next concern. "What kinds of things...you know...do you want to do?"

Sarah thought for a moment before speaking. "I don't care." she answered. "Anything - everything, I guess. I mean...I've hardly done anything sexually, except with you. So...I want to try everything." When he looked at her skeptically she continued. "Do you realize we're about to go to college in a few months and neither one of us has had any kind of sexual experience? I mean...other than the little bit we've done. I'm curious about stuff, aren't you? It'll be fun to do things with you, don't you think? Experience them together?"

He had to admit she was right, about everything. He had been a little concerned himself about going off to college never having been with a girl in any kind of sexual way. And they did have the perfect opportunity to explore, as long as they could hide it from everyone, which he didn't think would be hard. "Yeah, I think it would be great. But..." and here he paused. She stared at him intently. "I'm not sure we...you know...should have sex. That might be going a bit too far."

Surprisingly, that thought had never occurred to Sarah. She was just anxious and eager to play around and do all the things other people talked about. "Ok," she agreed. "Yeah - that might be a little weird. Or...I don't know...weirder I guess."

They both chuckled while she leaned down and slithered into his body as he wrapped an arm around her.

"Ok then," he said finally. "Wanna start tomorrow?"

"Yes!" Sarah lifted her head and kissed him tenderly on the mouth.

"For tonight..." he continued. "You should probably get back to your room. We got lucky the last time you spent the night in here. I don't want to take that chance again. Or fall asleep by accident like before."

"Ok." They kissed again, more passionately this time - tasting one another and enjoying the feel of their bodies pressing together.

When they had finished, she smiled at him. "I can't wait. It'll be so much fun to do stuff together with you."

Once again, Bobby was surprised by her admission. "Me too," he answered with astonishment. All this time he had been under the impression it was just him. He could hardly believe she had been thinking the same things.

They giggled again. Sarah touched his cheek and kissed him on the mouth one last time, then got off the bed. Slipping back into her nightgown, she headed for the door. Turning toward him she whispered, "Goodnight Bobby."

"Good night Sarah."

Sarah left his room as quietly as she had entered it and found her way back across the dark hall and her own bedroom where Ella was lying on her side facing the wall. She hopped into bed and quickly drifted off to sleep, not knowing that Ella was awake after having spent the better part of an hour out in the hallway trying to hear what her siblings had been doing together in Bobby's room. She had only heard muffled talking and some giggling, but it was enough to confirm her suspicion that her siblings were fooling around together.

Part of her was mad because they shouldn't have been doing that. In her mind, it was wrong. Why didn't they do that with their friends like everybody else did? Why did they have to mess with each other?

Another part of her - a much bigger part, it turns out - was jealous. She had always found Bobby to be really good looking. Why did he pick Sarah? All they had ever done was argue and fight. Why couldn't he have chosen her? She would have been eager and glad to mess around with him if he had ask. But he hadn't. He picked Sarah, and Ella's feelings were badly hurt.

The only thing left was for her to decide what she was going to do with this information. Ella thought about telling her mom, but she doubted whether her mother would even care much less believe her. She thought about confronting her siblings outright, but she didn't think she possessed the nerve to go through with it. So, for the time being, Ella decided to keep her little secret to herself until such time as it became useful to use it to her advantage.

The following day did not turn out as either Bobby or Sarah expected - both in a good way and a bad way. In all of their excitement over fooling around together, which occupied both of their thoughts practically every single minute that day at school, they forgot that it was Ella's birthday. And all three siblings were shocked to come home to find their parents in the living room prepared to celebrate.

It was a rare occasion for the Peterson family to celebrate anything, much less having all five of them together in one room. However, since Ella was turning 15 and the parents were enjoying a new-found renaissance in their marriage - thanks in large part to their involvement at the country club - they celebrated their youngest daughter's special day in grand style.

A few presents had been piled on the large dining room table. Once they were opened, the family went out to enjoy a special birthday dinner at Bob's Steak & Chop House over on Lemmon Avenue. It was there, while waiting for their entrees to arrive, that Mr. & Mrs. Peterson presented Ella with the last of their gifts - private tennis lessons at the club every afternoon for the next six weeks.

Ella was absolutely thrilled. So much so that she actually squealed with surprise when they told her. It was something she had been asking and hoping for ever since the family had become members. Yet, even in her moment of excitement, it wasn't lost on her that Bobby and Sarah exchanged glances and a series of smirks. Even now, in her one brief shining moment of happiness on her birthday, seeing her brother and sister swap fleeting looks and grins that they quickly covered up hurt her, and that all but ended the pleasure of the moment.

Later that night, as everyone headed upstairs for bed, Sarah tugged on Bobby's shirt and motioned for him to follow her. She quickly walked into the library and rounded on him. "Can you believe our luck?"

"No shit!" he answered with a mixture of relief and excitement. "It's a happy birthday for everyone."

Sarah giggled before wrapping him in her arms. "Now I really can't wait! It's all I can think about."

"I know! Me too," he answered.

They shared a hurried but meaningful kiss, then retreated back through the house and up the stairs to their respective rooms, each eagerly anticipating the fun they would have the next day.

At 2:20pm the following afternoon, as soon as the last bell rang throughout the high school, with mere days left before their graduation, Bobby ran down the hall and grabbed a few items from his locker. Then he nearly sprinted out the door and to his car before realizing he needed to wait for his sisters in order to drive everyone home. So, he got into his car and started up the engine to get the air conditioner going at full blast. By the time his sisters arrived, the temperature in the car was drastically cooler than it was outside in the warm Texas sun.

It had been arranged that Bobby would drop Ella off at the club immediately after school so she could make her 3:00pm lesson, and then one of her parents - or both - would bring her home later.

When he arrived at the club, Ella scooted out the back seat and slammed the door shut without so much as a "see you later," or even a nice "goodbye."

"What's up with her?" Bobby inquired, watching Ella walk away with a backpack over one shoulder and carrying her tennis bag.

Sarah appeared not to have noticed anything. "I don't know, but let's go."

As he carefully turned around and drove off, Bobby was anxious about what lay ahead that afternoon but he also couldn't help reflect on how he and Sarah had gotten to this point.

What had started out as innocent exploration between them just a couple months ago had developed into something more. Up to this point, they had only messed around three times, including the other night. But now...with the opportunity to explore and play around every single day...Bobby thought that perhaps they were about to cross the Rubicon - a point of no return and he speculated on where this all might lead.

Flicking on the radio, he heard Simple Minds singing, "Don't You (Forget about Me)," currently the biggest hit in the nation. Sarah turned up the volume and onward he drove. As he pulled into their driveway and put the car in park, "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go" by Wham! was playing on the radio and he was glad to turn it off.

"Well?" he asked nervously, looking to his right to study his stepsister.

She was biting her bottom lip and looking tense. Finally, she said, "I'm ready if you are." Her voice shook slightly, as if she was a little chilly.

He got out of the car and she followed. When they entered the house, he hung his keys on the hook by the door and walked into the spacious living room with Sarah close behind.

They faced each other, alone with the whole huge house to themselves. Bobby held out his arms and she walked into his wonderful, warm embrace. They kissed for a very long time, relaxed and at ease without the fear of being caught or having to hide their affection. She moaned lightly in his arms as their tongues glided around inside their mouths.

"Mmmm...oh, Bobby," she murmured softly.

The sweet sound of her voice sent an electric spark through his body in a way so complete he couldn't really explain it. He just knew he liked it. "What would you like to do? We have the whole place to ourselves," he said excitedly.

She placed her hands on his chest. "Right now I just want to keep kissing you." So they did.

Finally, they separated. Sarah looked at her stepbrother, bit the inside of her cheek, and began undressing. "Let's get naked."

"Ok," he answered, practically hopping out of his sneakers and pulling his clothes off.

When they were both completely nude they took a couple minutes to check each other out, to stare openly and slowly at one another. Bobby's dick, sprung out before him, pulsated to an invisible beat while Sarah's long nipples poked out teasingly.

"Come on," she said, turning around and heading for the sliding glass door and their large backyard.

She slid open the door, then sprinted to the pool and jumped in. Bobby closed the door behind them before following her in the water with a huge splash. For the next half hour the two siblings swam about and played in the pool, having fun and laughing - symbolic of their new relationship together. One that was built on friendship, closeness and trust, which was much different from how it had been when they hardly talked or had anything to do with each other at all.

That first day, the siblings simply enjoyed being naked - basking in the freedom of being outside, alone at home and not isolated in secrecy in Bobby's room. Free to stare at each other's naked body and free to touch one another all over. It was a liberating feeling.

They ended the afternoon by rushing inside, collecting the clothes they had strewn about the living room, then heading upstairs to Bobby's room where they masturbated in front of each other again, this time preferring the isolation and privacy of his room.

They sat on opposite sides of the floor, legs spread wide so they could watch intently while pleasing themselves in full view of each other. Sarah rubbed furiously on her clit as her tits moved to her rhythm, and squirming in response to her ministrations. Bobby, on the other side of the room - his back against the wall - tugged on his meat and played with his balls. Not surprisingly, it wasn't long before they were satisfied.

"I'm cumming," Bobby grunted as his seed shot up in the air, some landing on him and some on the carpet.

No sooner had he spewed when Sarah pushed her pelvis outward. "Uhhhh...oh, me too!" She rubbed on her clit as two fingers from her other hand fucked her wet pussy. She stared right at Bobby as her body spasmed and her insides ignited on fire.

Afterwards, they cuddled together naked in his bed, once again taking comfort in being close and enjoying the feeling of being naked beside each other.

The next afternoon, after dropping Ella off at the club for her lesson, they arrived back home and decided to take a shower together. Sarah started peeling off her clothes the moment Bobby shut the front door, and he followed his increasingly naked stepsister upstairs where they shared a long shower during which there was much kissing and caressing and slithering around.

When they had finished and dried off, the pair headed to Bobby's room. Once inside they embraced and continued kissing.

"I love being naked with you," Sarah admitted when they were done, turning and hopping into his bed. "I wish we could just go around naked all the time. That way I could stare at your dick all day."

"That would be great," he admitted. "And I could stare at your tits all day." He walked over and began to play with her breasts and sucked on each of her long nipples.

"Bobby?" she asked quietly.

"Hmm?"

"Will you finger me?"

He nearly choked on one of her nipples, then lifted his head to look at her. "Sure," he said while chuckling.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing - it was just the way you asked me, that's all."

"Well...I want to feel that again," she said. "Like that first time, remember?"

"I sure do!" Like he could ever forget! It had happened right here in his room as they stood together while a couple of his fingers probed her innards and she pressed his hand into her pussy. It had been quite the memorable experience.

They shared a long, passionate kiss before Bobby lowered himself and Sarah spread her legs for him. He scooted in between to get a close up and very personal look at her pussy. The labia was already slightly parted, so he ran a finger in between and felt her warm wetness as she softly moaned.

Soon, he slid one finger inside and moved it about until it was very wet, after which he inserted a second finger and began pushing back and forth. Sarah arched her back and moaned louder. "Ohhh, yeah...that feels so good Bobby."

So he continued. He lay there between her legs watching as he finger fucked her pussy and she began to rub her clit. He leaned in closer and kissed her labia, smelling her scent as his sister squirmed. Bobby pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue as Sarah practically squealed. "OH! Oh, wow," she exclaimed before relaxing her body to the pleasure of his mouth.

He had hardly begun exploring her inner regions with his tongue before his stepsister groaned loudly and went rigid. "AH...oh God...I'm gonna cum, Bobby. Don't stop - please. Keep doing what you're doing," she encouraged and he was more than happy to oblige. She began pushing her ass up and down in rhythm to his licking and soon enough Sarah called out loudly again. "OH! Oh, my God. Mmmm...I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming," she repeated as she rubbed her clit vigorously.

When she had finished, Bobby took one last look at her hole before he repositioned himself by straddling her stomach and jerking off over her body. In just a matter of seconds, he dumped a load of cum onto his stepsister's chest and stomach.

For the next two weeks, the siblings engaged in one sexual act after another and spent the better part of every afternoon naked. Some days they were able to get off more than once. But, in truth, they had the most fun just hanging out naked and being together. Their favorite activity was mutual masturbation and assisting one another to reach orgasm.

Before they knew it, graduation from high school had come and gone, and that was immediately followed by long summer days in which they spent time and played around together. Ella still had her tennis lessons every afternoon, except on weekends, but Sarah and Bobby made an effort to hang out with their younger sister in the morning knowing they would have the afternoons to themselves, something Ella appreciated as it took her mind off what they might be doing when she wasn't there.

It was during that summer that the transformation in their relationship, something that had started in the spring, was complete and it could not have been more dramatic. Just a few months before Bobby and Sarah were two typical siblings who hardly spent time together and acted as if they couldn't even be in the same room. Now, they were spending every minute in each other's company, to the point of excluding all of their other friends.

Sarah and Bobby had, in fact, become best friends and, in another sense, felt like boyfriend and girlfriend. They would steal a kiss here and there, or escape into the library for a couple seconds of groping. They went to the movies together, went out for meals together, spent time talking about things to come and laughing at things only they understood. They were having the time of their lives.

The change between them had been so complete - so inescapably noticeable - that even their parents had commented on it several times. They said how "relieved" they were to see Bobby and Sarah getting along. The siblings could only smile and nod their heads. What else could they say?

But Ella scowled, knowing there was something much more going on between them than just a friendship. She had been tempted on several occasions to spill the beans, wanting to tell her parents that Sarah and Bobby were fooling around together and maybe even having sex. But, in the end, she chose to keep quiet. It never seemed the right time to reveal what she knew.

When it came to their sexual adventures, Bobby had been right - they had definitely crossed the Rubicon. There could be no doubt about that now. They had done everything together that two people can do short of intercourse. It had now gone from innocent curiosity to novice experimentation to proficient satisfiers of each other's needs. They had gotten pretty good with all the practice they had been having, and in the process they had matured.

It's hard sometimes to witness a person maturing, especially a teenager who instinctively thinks they know everything. It usually happens after they leave for college and then come back after being away for months. The separation and absence that occurs can oftentimes allow for change to develop and for people to then be more open to seeing others for who they had become and not who they once were.

Yet, in the case of Bobby and Sarah - they appeared to be maturing right before everyone's eyes, including their own and, for them, they assumed it was because of their sexual awakening. It had released something inside of them and helped them navigate across whatever imaginary barriers there had been. Maybe it was just the absence of ignorance on their part, since they were now intimately knowledgeable about the opposite sex.

And it was because of this maturity that their relationship together was elevated to yet another level, one much more emotional than physical. It was also one in which neither of them could have anticipated or predicted.

One afternoon in late June, they cuddled together in his bed after other enjoyable experience. This time they had sat opposite each other, their feet pressed together to prop themselves up as they masturbated, before rearranging into a sixty-nine position where they sucked and licked one another until orgasm.

Sarah lifted her head to look at her brother. "Bobby?"

"Hmm?"

"Ummm...I want to say something but...I don't know how."

He turned to look at her. Those big, beautiful brown eyes of hers captivated him and he smiled - then instinctively reached out and teased one of her long nipples. "What is it?"

She didn't answer, only propped herself up on an elbow and looked at him very seriously.

His eyes shifted around her face, noticing she looked different - pensive and unsure. It was a look he had rarely seen from his stepsister before. "Are you ok?" he asked, reflecting his sudden cause for concern.

Finally, she smiled somewhat. "Yes."

"Then what is it?"

"I want to tell you something...but, I don't want you to laugh."

"Ok. I won't," he answered definitively. But, she didn't appear convinced. "I promise."

She took a deep breath and he could hear it shaking. He lifted himself up in bed and reached out to hold her hand. "What's the matter, Sarah?"

After several moments she looked him in the eyes, and this relaxed her. It always did, and she blurted out what was on her mind. "I love you, Bobby."

At first he thought he must have misheard. But, then her words sunk in and hit him like a bolt of lightning. He squeezed her hand and smiled broadly at her. "I love you, Sarah. Don't you know that? Is that what you were scared to tell me?"

"Yes. Wait...you do?"

He blinked a couple times before answering. "Yes. I love you very much."

"You mean like a sister?" she answered succinctly, assuming that was exactly what he meant.

"Yes," he began. "And no." She looked at him curiously waiting for an explanation. "Of course, I love you as my sister. I always have, even when we didn't get along. But, now...after everything we've done together...I love you more than that."

Sarah exhaled and wrapped her arms around him. "Oh, Bobby. I feel the same way. Exactly the same. I've wanted to tell you for a while but was afraid what you would think."

"Well," he answered and shrugged his bare shoulders. "I think we feel the same way. That's what I think." He moved his face to hers and they began kissing, even more relaxed and comfortable now they had shared their feelings.

When they finished, he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close to him. She dropped her right hand and began playing with his flaccid penis, something she liked to do whenever they cuddled.

After a while, Sarah spoke up again. There was more on her mind and now that the first hurdle was out of the way she was confident enough to approach the next one. "Bobby?"

"Yeah?"

"I was thinking...and, well..." she paused, unable to continued.

He looked at her again and smiled. "Yes?"

Her hand ran up his smooth stomach to rest on his chest. "I know we said no sex...but...I've been thinking and...I really want to do that with you. I want to experience that before I go to college and I want you to be my first. I mean...if we love each other, then it's ok. Right?"

To be honest, Bobby had been thinking about that a lot lately as well. At first he thought it was because they had already done everything else. But now, he thought that maybe it was because of how he felt about her. Sarah had become so much more to him than just a sister. He leaned down and kissed her nose. "I would love that."

"You mean it?" she replied excitedly. "Really?"

"Yes," he said. "I want to experience that with you too. I can't imagine losing my virginity to anyone else and...really...I don't want to. It seems like the right thing, don't you think?"

"Mmm Hmm," she purred quietly. "We can be the first for each other...just like everything else."

"Exactly," he agreed. "But...it should be special. I don't want to rush things. Not with that."

"Agreed. And...you wouldn't feel weird about having sex with your stepsister?" Sarah felt she knew the answer but had to ask it anyway.

"No," he answered with conviction. "I might have thought that before, but not now. Not after everything we've done together. I...want to...make love to you."

Sarah's body seemed to melt right into his and her heart skipped a beat. This was exactly - almost perfectly - what she had been feeling lately and was amazed Bobby shared the same sentiments. She leaned up and they kissed.

Soon, her hand wandered back down to grip his growing penis. "I'm really horny now," she whispered.

"I'm always horny with you," he whispered back.

"Good!" she answered, then swung around and straddled Bobby's left leg, placing her hands on his chest as she began to grind her ass back and forth. This was one of her favorite things to do with him as it put intense pressure on her pussy. It also allowed her to hold onto his hard cock while she slithered across his leg.

He leaned back slightly and spread his legs wide, giving his stepsister a wide berth to slip and slide as her tits jiggled about in front of him. Reaching out, he cupped both breasts in his hands as she gripped his dick.

Back and forth she moved as her long brown hair swayed around beside her. They looked at one another, both smiling from the immense pleasure and joy they gave themselves and gave to each other.

"Ohhhh...Bobby," she purred, looking at him. She bit her lower lip and moaned as her ass ground into his leg, gradually picking up the pace.

Bobby could only image what it would be like to have sex with his stepsister, but watching her now - grinding her wet pussy against his stiff leg, a look of intense gratification on her face - was just about the best thing he had ever seen.

Sarah's moaning and groaning intensified as the pleasure increased. She slithered and slid over her brother's leg, pressing down hard as he squeezed her tits firmly and she held on tightly to his boner.

When she was close to a release, Sarah let go of Bobby's cock and leaned down over him, her hair dangling down in his face as she pressed both hands against his chest. "Ohhhhh...Bobby....," she moaned again. She looked directly at him and smiled wide as her breath caressed his face. "I'm...cumming...ooooooooo..."

At once her body went rigid as her innards released - a strong wave of electric heat and vibration coursed through her from the top of her head down to her cute little toes. Her eyes never left his, wide with pleasurable ecstasy - her breathing labored and punctuated as she began to shiver lightly. When she was through, Sarah collapsed on top of him.

"Wow," he said after a couple minutes.

"Mmmmmmmm...," she exhaled.

"That was awesome!"

"Yes, it was. I think...that was the...best orgasm...I've ever had," she declared through muffled breaths. Sarah pushed herself up to look at him. A single tear rolled down the left side of her face.

Bobby was momentarily concerned once again. "Are you ok?"

But his sister's broad smile eased his mind. "Yessss, I just..." she paused, then held nothing back. "I just love you so much, Bobby. You make me feel so good inside. I can't explain it. I just want to stay here like this, with you, forever. I don't want anything to ever change between us."

He searched for the right words, the right thing to say but came up empty. Thankfully, she didn't seem to need or want to hear anything from him, and he was glad. There would be time to examine all that later.

Instead, his stepsister reached down and began jerking him off. As always, her soft touch was soothing on his hard cock. Sarah leaned down again, one hand resting on his chest and the other stroking him. "Cum for me, Bobby. I want to taste it this time."

For the second time in minutes, Bobby was taken by complete surprise, although this time he had a response. "Are...are you sure?"

"Yes." She moved her face over top of his penis while her stroking continued.

Knowing Sarah was going to take his seed this time - instead of him releasing it somewhere on one of their bodies - sent a charge through him as he looked down at the top of her head. He could barely make out her face through all the hair but he could clearly see her jerking him off. His legs began to shake. "Get ready."

While keeping the pressure on his cock, Sarah moved her mouth over top of it, swirling her tongue around its head and licking the shaft. When Bobby grunted, she moved her mouth over the tip as he ejaculated inside it.

Warm fluid filled her mouth and she quickly swallowed. Sarah had been very nervous about doing this as she had only ever licked his precum and tasted a little bit of his semen here and there. But this time, she took it all and swallowed before sucking out the rest of his seed. While it was an unusual taste, and would take a little getting used to, it wasn't necessarily bad. In fact, there was a nutty sweetness to his cum that she hadn't expected.

Bobby, on the other hand, was in a land of pure ecstasy and joy. The feel of his sister's mouth over his stiff cock sucking him clean was beyond description. He had never felt anything like it before. When he had finished, and Sarah lifted her head to smile at him, he said the first and only thing that came to mind. "I love you."

Leaning her nude frame over top of his, Sarah smiled broadly at him. "I love you too, Bobby." They shared a long and tender kiss that lasted the better part of five minutes.

As the days progressed and July grew closer to being a faded memory, the siblings tried as best they could to plan the perfect setting in which to have sex for the very first time - the act that would finally consummate their love for each other and the culmination of everything that had developed between them over the previous months. Knowing it would certainly be memorable, they hoped to make the occasion special as well. They didn't want it to be just another afternoon activity they engaged in.

Remarkably, at dinner one evening at the end July - another rare event when all five of them were home to share a sit-down meal - Mr. Peterson informed the kids that he and their mother would be taking Ella to her first tennis tournament. One for beginners only. While it would only be over in nearby Arlington, they would still be spending the night.

Mr. Peterson went on to explain, while looking at both Sarah and Bobby, "Seeing as how you two now get along quite well together...something your mother and I are relieved and pleased has happened...we thought you would be fine here for the night. Hell, it's only one night and, besides, you're both eighteen and adults now anyway. What do you think?"

Bobby tried hard to keep calm and collected despite the fact that his heart leaped into his chest. This would be the perfect opportunity for Sarah and him to have sex without having to rush. They could really have a truly meaningful experience. "Yeah - that's fine," he said, his voice cracking a bit out of either excitement or nervousness.

Sarah giggled slightly, then looked at her parents and nodded. "Yeah. We'll be fine. Probably just watch a movie or something anyway."

Ella scowled from the other end of the table, "Or something!" She was so angry she could barely look at any of them.

Both Bobby and Sarah looked at their younger sister, then exchanged looks with themselves before their father finished his thoughts.

"Well, then...it's settled." He seemed not to have noticed or cared about Ella's comment.

Later that night, meeting secretly in the library when everyone else went upstairs, Bobby and Sarah met to discuss Ella's outburst and what it might mean. In the end, however, they deluded themselves into thinking Ella was upset they weren't going to her tournament since they were absolutely convinced there was no way she could possible know about their dalliances together.