Date: Thu, 13 Apr 2000 11:10:40 -0400 (EDT) From: Dennis Nikols Subject: The Right Time - Part 2 The Right Time Chapter Two: It was obvious that dad was not about to give us any hands on sex instructions or demonstrations. Over the next few days Monica and I did more book and internet based research then I ever thought possible. We read every book and journal article we could find in dad's library. He had a lot too. Much of the material was very physician oriented and we didn't have the background to get all that much from it. We did find things like the "Joy of Sex" and other pop literature based materials, however. Each night we experimented with the positions and techniques that we discovered during the day. I think Janet thought it a bit strange, us spending so much time reading, but she did not say anything. I discovered the "Intimate Kiss", I didn't know anything about cunnilingus and fellatio but it only took seconds of reading to decide what to do. I had never considered how powerful smell was in sexual interactions. The first time I placed my lips on her vagina and took in the full force of her smell I was hooked. If this is what it feels like to be addicted to drugs than I understood how people get into that situation. Now we knew the role of small in taste but this was clearly different as her smell and taste interacted with my cock as if it were hard wired to my nose and mouth. I was hooked, Monica gave good feed back about what felt good and what felt great and my lips, tongue and hands just did as directed. She was having climax after climax as my tongue and lips gave her clit no rest. I finley ejaculated from the shear excitement of pleasing her without her even touching me. Monica took over and began working on my boy cock and ball. She took my directions well too. It took her some time before she learned to take it all into her throat without gagging. I came several times in her mouth. The first time most of my semen ran out over her chin. Later she took it all right down her throat. We fell asleep in a side by side 69 position, waking up to our alarm. Monica rushed into her bed just as Janet came into the apartment. Janet woke everyone up and then started making breakfast. Dad was playing coy and said nothing to us but a few days of this Janet noticed we were not very energetic and looked tired all the time. About thursday, after Janet left for the day dad got the brandy out and asked us to sit and talk with him a bit before we all got involved in our evening activities. Wilma was coming to spend the night. He wanted us to spend some family time with her, if we would. He pored a small glass for each of us and as we sipped the brandy dad waxed about getting sleep and experimentation and the excitement of learning new things. Monica finley stopped him saying we got the message. Which was we didn't need to learn every new sex technique or become fully proficient all at once, we needed to take it easy. Ya, he said, you need to slow down a bit, you have years of experimentation ahead of yourselves and you don't want to get into a rut at 15. Monica also admitted she was jealous of Wilma's breasts and my reaction to them. Dad tried to be philosophical about it with her, assuring Monica her's would grow, its is heredity and pointing out that this was not the last jealous situation we would have in our relationship and if we were not careful it could damage or destroy something we should treasure. All this learning was hard work. I asked if he had any porn tapes or accounts on the internet. Dad laughed, saying no but he would rent some for all of us to watch on the weekend. A few days later he gave us visa cards of our own. I assume he knew we would use them to get internet access to restricted sites but he said nothing about it. Wilma came in and we talked and played board games. It was lots of fun too. Monica and dad formed a team but Wilma and I won all the rounds. We talked about it later before bed, we both liked Wilma and enjoyed her company a lot more then mom's studs. I promised not to ogle her breasts and Monica said she realized I loved her big or small and she would try not be to jealous. I made love to her little nipples just to reassure her I didn't care what she had as long as I could share them. I also promised to try not be jealous of fellows with bigger cocks that she would meet in the future. During the week we had been spending lots of day time at the fitness center and pool. Fred and one of the female trainers worked with us on a regular bases. We were getting to meet other teens in the building complex too. Most of the boys were interested in Monica but she was cool toward them, no chemistry I guess. One fellow Johnny, was more persistent then the others. He was about 17 and nice looking but not too pushy, just persistent. He also was relatively nice to me. I learned he had cousins that were twins so I guess he had some sensitivity to the twin relationship; and figure he realized that if he wanted get into Monica's pants he would need to be at least civil to me. I think he was hoping I would make friends with his younger sister who he talked about at length, that way we would be more willing to go our separate ways. I was a bit jealous of Monica's attention to him at first, chemistry I guessed. Janet took us with her when she went shopping in the afternoon. We did not want to go but dad had asked us to cooperate with her so we did. I think we realized we were missing a lot by not having any grand parents around. After the first few trips we rather enjoyed going along to the market and department stores. Janet made sure we became good shoppers so we could pick good produce and meat. She was a big one for comparison price shopping. We quickly learned how to stretch out allowance and clothing budgets by shopping value not image, as she put it. These times were hard for me at first as I had to discipline myself to keep my hands off Monica. She did not seem to have as much difficulty but as soon as we were alone would attack my mouth and crotch. I guess we were still in what dad called the sexual bonding phase. The twin relationship was taking a different turn, one of several, he had assured us. He figured we would always be close and would probably continue our sexual relationship through out our lives; but that did not mean we would not find mates and have separate families in the future. He just wanted us to keep our options open and to cross bridges when we came to them, and not let jealousy get in our way. Janet was also teaching us how to cook. She would give both of us small tasks in the kitchen and began letting us in on some of her cooking secrets. She wanted us to become independent people capable of looking after ourselves 100 %. Janet also dissolved any gender divisions when it came to household tasks, even cleaning toilets. The Monday night dinner with Dick and Laura was quite a success. I like them both very much. We all sat around and talk and listened to Jazz. Laura and Monica spent some time talking in the kitchen about girl stuff. The "men" were left if the living room with the brandy and music. We talked about sports and art, politics, science and all kinds of things except medicine. I felt good too as I was being treated as an equal, neither Dick or dad talked down to me and if I didn't understand or have knowledge of something they just explained it. Dick and Laura share a large apartment not unlike this one, in a building several blocks away. They have been roommates since med school. They live close but separate lives. They claim to be best friends. I assumed they are also lovers but did not ask. I guess Monica and I are roommates and best friends by Dick's definition, if we were lovers they must be too. Dick wanted to take me to some sporting events, like baseball games, Monica too if she wants to go. I like him a lot. He also invited us to work out with them at their club. We went to bed before they departed and I don't know if the three adults had sex or not. We suspected they did. This idea was not based on any data just the assumption that if we found them sexually attractive so did dad. Sleeping with my sister was just like kissing her, largely underrated by those who have never tried it. Monica and I fucked like rabbits we were at each others bodies at every spare moment. Being summer we had quite a few too. One evening when we alone she thought it might be fun to experiment with sex and food. The first thing we learned is sticky things like honey and jam did not mix well with pubic hair. It was either shave or change. Since neither of us had all that much, it was change. Honey spread over her breasts and my chest was a big hit, maple syrup was good too. Jam didn't make it Monica liked my cock dipped in honey and I sure like her homey removal techniques. We found that small amounts were better then large ones, simpler to get it all or mostly all off. Our first attempt at honey on the boobs wound up with us more or less stuck together and in the shower to get it all removed. Now taking a shower together is ok any time but not when your primary interest is getting back into the bed for another fuck. Sucking strawberries and whipped cream out of Monica's pussy was a bit of a challenge but one well worth it especially when she would lower her crotch onto my mouth giving the berries a gravity assist as it were. Mostly we just had more or less normal sex, unaided and unhindered physical passion and contact. I just love her little butt, she likes mine, I might add. Each of my hands could just about cover one of her butt cheeks. I received almost as much stimulation fondling her as she did being fondled. I had no real idea how nice it would be to share a bed with someone until we started doing it on a regular basis. The physical presence of another body is a very comforting feeling. When you get to fondle and fuck that body it is even better. We would wake up very early in the morning, do a pea and quick tooth brush and hop back into bed for a morning romp. Monica liked to mix it up so some mornings we would for play and fuck while other we would 69, on other days we would do both. In the evening we would often get into long passionate kissing and fondling sections that would always lead to her taking my cock down her throat and me fucking her pussy with my tongue. Just before sleep we would fuck again. The just before sleep times were sometimes rushed as we would both be very tired or stressed, a quick passionate fuck is good sleeping medicine too. My cock just seamed to rise for every possible occasion of plugging her sweat pussy hole. It still does. I was truly in love with Monica in every way a boy can love his women. I wanted our bodies to become glued together. Her very presence in the room sent shivers up and down my body mostly ending in my cock and balls. It caused something like physical discomfort just to be away from her. We were kissing and petting at every possible moment. Monica admitted she felt the same about me. We were not quite sure how to deal with the situation, but we knew we must at least act like twins not lovers in public. How much of this was pure passion and hormones and how much was a real love overlay on our existing twin relationship?