Date: Tue, 06 May 2003 21:16:02 -0700
From: Star Stevenson <starsapphire_34@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Dashwood Chronicles (BISEXUAL)

THE DASHWOOD CHRONICLES

PART ONE
Crissy and I

By StarSapphire

Copyright 2003 All Rights Reserved



INTRODUCTION

This is a work of fiction intended for the personal use and pleasure of
readers over the age of 18 only. Copying and distributing this work for sale
is strictly prohibited. Those operating FREE web sites only may post this
work without my written permission. If you see this work posted on a pay
site please inform me. I will be most grateful. I assert copyright and
otherwise reserve all rights.

In Part One of the Dashwood Chronicles I write from the point of view of my
boy character Will Sterling. This has been something of a challenge as I am
female, so guys I hope I got it right! In Part Two I tell the story through
my girl character Crissy, Will's twin sister (a work still in progress at
this time). This of course was less challenging. However, and in answer to
already anticipated questions, none of the events portrayed here actually
happened to me or anyone I know about. This is a work of fiction entirely
and any resemblance to persons or events in the real world is strictly
coincidental!

I truly hope this story brings you some pleasure. That is my sole purpose in
writing it. To those of us who toil away at these works your kind words in
response are our only reward and deeply appreciated. I answer everyone who
writes as a matter of principle and plain good manners. I also welcome
criticism. It is the only way I can grow and improve as a writer. You may be
as brutal as you feel necessary so long as it is my writing that you are
commenting on and not my character or person. If my subject matter offends
you, please don't read it. This is a work of sexual fantasy and not a
guidebook on sexual morals or practices. I neither endorse nor oppose the
behaviors I write about. Like all writers I simply explore the possibilities
through my imagination and see where it goes, then hope you enjoy the
journey I take you on.

I try to write to please both sexes so I am especially interested in
comments from both men and women (and all sexual orientations) as to how my
stories worked or didn't for you. I am a bisexual female and write with that
background to inform me. I personally enjoy a wide range of erotic writing
and borrow from it for experiences I haven't had or possibly even prefer, so
if I get something wrong from a particular lifestyle or practice I write
about please let me know.

In the meantime, enjoy!

Star*
starsapphire_34@hotmail.com



CHAPTER 1


Crissy and I were twins. We weren't identical though. In fact we are boy and
girl but we were also the best of friends and we shared everything. Being
the boy I was the adventurous one but Crissy was no wimp. Ours was a special
relationship.

Crissy is `older' than me by about twenty minutes. This may seem odd to
others but to twins knowing your birth order is important. It affects the
nature of your relationship profoundly. Crissy was my older sister and
therefor became the more dominant of the two of us. Even to Mom and Jane,
who was our older sister by a full 3 years, I was the baby of the family.

Mom and Dad had split up several years ago and so Mom raised us alone. She
did her best working two jobs but that meant we spent a lot of time on our
own. We saw her in the mornings before school, and some evenings, but she
worked at the Super Save weekends and often went out on Saturday nights with
her work friends.  Who could blame her? This meant Crissy and I were often
left on our own so we grew to be very close.  Jane was okay but at 13 she
had her own teenybopper life and was deeply into the High School thing and
becoming a `woman'. Crissy and I lived in a different world.

Our home was out in the country on an old farming estate known as Dashwood
Acres. It was miles from town and so we didn't have a lot of friends close
by. Jane hated it but Crissy and I loved the privacy and the solitude.  It
was a big old farmhouse with lots of land left to our mother when our
grandparents had died just before we were born. It had been in the family
for generations, so long that nobody remembered exactly who the Dashwoods
were anymore. Crissy and I spent hours in those fields thick with grasses,
insects, small rodents, trees, two little creeks, a small mountain-fed lake,
and a thousand and one little dips and gullies to hide and play in. In
winter the landscape was transformed into a veritable fairyland of white and
green Christmas trees, icy frost and snow that hurt the eyes in the low
sunlight as we barreled and tumbled about in it. Even Jane would sometimes
join us in snowball fights and snow angel contests.

At school Crissy and I were very bright students but a little remote from
the other kids. We weren't snobby or anything, we just preferred our own
company. We were both attractive children, who shared our father's bright
red hair. We were also quite athletic from ranging and romping through our
fields. This kept us popular enough not to be picked on or ostracized and
allowed us to be choosy about our few steady companions. We weren't
unfriendly. It's just that growing up on our isolated farmland had made us
comfortably insular. We were just, well, kind of distant - but not
anti-social.

Nothing sexual had ever happened between Crissy and I. We knew about sex of
course. Being avid readers we had both done some basic research after
hearing stories from school mates, but we hadn't talked about it much at
all. I knew Crissy was pretty. Everyone knew that. She had long wavy red
hair, a pale complexion with bright blue eyes, full lips and a big smile.
But I'd never looked on her as someone possessed of any kind of sexual
attractiveness. I was a boy of course, but my sexual interests hadn't truly
awakened yet and neither had Crissy's. But that, in our tenth summer, was
all about to change.

I had seen Crissy half dressed or in swimsuits often enough, but that summer
a terrible urge descended upon me to see just what it was she looked like
without anything on at all. I didn't know where this aching lust had come
from but it seemed like some sort of natural progression in my feelings
toward her, although I knew other people (especially our mother, or so I
thought) would probably think it was definitely wrong to feel that way.

Crissy and I had taken baths together until age 4 or 5 but that was too long
ago to count. Lately, I'd begun to daydream about Crissy naked. And when I
did my little cock went ballistic, something of a new experience for me - a
sexual awakening. I hadn't yet learned to masturbate so these erections were
something of a nuisance and I wasn't sure what to do about them. Other boys
at school got them I knew and we laughed about it, but these, and their
attendant fantasies, were becoming troublesome. So, one day at the small
lake at the far end of our property, I decided to do something about this
irrational, compelling desire of mine. I was deeply afraid it would all go
wrong but I tried to be as casual as I could.

"Hey Crissy, let's go up there, into the trees," I called to her pointing up
the beach as we came out of the lake after a quick swim. The small forest
grove was about 30 yards away.

"Yeah, what for?" she looked at me quizzically.

"I wanna show you something I found out, but we've got to be in private," I
told her, hoping I sounded nothing like as nervous or excited as I felt.

Crissy seemed a little reluctant but I could tell her curiosity was
overcoming her desire to continue swimming. She began to follow me as I made
my way across the sandy beach to the edge of the trees. I glanced back and
admired her in the 2-piece red swimsuit she was wearing. We were both tall
for our ages and Crissy's legs were even then long and lithe. She had no
breasts yet of course but I admired the beauty in her face and her long red
hair. We entered the woods and I headed for a pre-selected spot, completely
hidden from view of the beach.

"Over here," I beckoned to her, looking around to ensure our privacy.

"Okay, so what's the big deal that we have to come here?" she asked me as
she joined me at the base of a huge cedar tree surrounded by ferns and other
bushes.

I looked at her standing there and a wave of doubt passed through me. I had
started to get an erection as soon as we headed for the woods and now I
wasn't sure exactly what to do. This wasn't in my plan! I'd wanted to make
some `Oh by the way, I have to pee...' kind of preliminary and proceed from
there, but what do I do now?  I felt certain my little cock under my dark
blue trunks had become at least a foot long and 6 inches wide as I stood
there momentarily dumbfounded. How could she miss it? I gazed at the
juncture between her legs and imagined what her pussy might look like which
only made things worse. I blushed and stammered, then saw her staring openly
at my cock standing erect and upright inside my swimsuit.

"It's about this," I said, pointing to my erection finally. Crissy covered
her face and giggled as I stood there letting her watch me. "It gets hard
like this now," I stammered, the words falling out of me of their own
accord. I was bright red with embarrassment.  "And, and if I touch it, it
feels really neat!" I couldn't believe I said that. "Do you want to see it?"
Crissy blushed and giggled some more. Did I really say that??? Yep.

"Oh yeah, I'd love to!" Crissy exclaimed much to my relief. In that moment
our relationship had irrevocably changed.  Her eyes grew big and round as
they moved from my crotch to my face and back again. Mustering up my courage
I quickly peeled off my trunks and let my little hard-on loose to the world.
Her look of excited astonishment banished all my worries, especially when
she asked me if she could touch it.

"Oh yeah you can," I told her, my breath catching in my throat. Crissy
extended her little hand then grasped my hard little cock and curled her
fingers around it. It stood upright at about 4 inches at the time and was
circumcised. The tip was large and red and capped it like a helmet. "Ooo
that feels nice!" I sighed in gentle understatement as I let my trunks fall
to the forest floor.

We stood there, her one hand around my cock the other on my shoulder as she
stroked my cock then lightly twisted her fingers around it driving me
delirious with the sensation. She brought her other hand down next and began
to play with my balls. She couldn't take her eyes off my cock as it jutted
upward through her hand from its then hairless base. I placed both my hands
on her hips then began to move my right towards her pussy. She didn't stop
me so I cupped it outside of her suit. Even through the Lycra and spandex I
could feel her heat. She looked up then and took a step back. Moving her
hands to the sides of her swimsuit bottom she lowered it quickly, exposing
her little slit to me. I gazed at it rapturously, just as she had at my
jutting erection.

Crissy giggled again. "You can touch me there too," she smiled. "It feels
nice," she said and lightly ran a finger over her little nether lips. Then
she put her hands on her flat little chest about where her nipples would be.
"I don't have any titties yet," she said, then quickly removed her top over
her head, "but you can look at them anyways," she laughed and struck a pose,
her elbows touching behind her back. We stood before each other naked and
laughing with suppressed excitement, looking each other up and down.

Crissy's nipples were small and coral colored, very much like my own. My
throat was dry with excitement. She stepped closer and again grasped my cock
in her hand. "Touch me down there, " she said with a slight quiver in her
voice. "It feels really good for me too."  I eagerly placed my hand on her
naked hot pussy and my middle finger found her tight little slot. I slid it
between her tiny labia and discovered for the first time how wet Crissy got
when she was aroused.

We stood there facing each other, our hands busy between each other's legs.
I could just make out the bump of her clitoris against my finger at the top
of her slit as I gently rubbed her precious little cunt. Our eyes glazed
over and our mouths opened in wonder as we stroked and masturbated each
other, and reveled in the new sensations we were experiencing. Then we
looked into each other's eyes and kissed - then embraced each other.

We spent the next hour or so lying together on a beach towel kissing,
fondling and exploring each other's bodies even though we didn't climax that
first time. I lay on my back as she raptly took in a close-up view of my
rock hard little erection, even rubbing it gently against her cheek as her
hand cupped my balls and rolled them in her fingers. Then, with a little
giggle she gave the tip a quick kiss.

Spreading first her legs then her pussy lips Crissy reciprocated, so that I
could take in all her mysterious details. Her vagina looked so small and her
clit like a wee tree bud, but pink and glistening from her secretions. I
touched each part with reverent gentleness, awed by the sight exposed so
brazenly for me. I slowly inserted a moistened finger inside her up to the
first knuckle but felt her hymen resist me. Crissy moaned as I moved it in
and out of her. I didn't yet kiss her sweet puss, but I came close.

We played with each other's nipples and discovered that Crissy's were much
more sensitive than mine. Then we clung to each other like we never wanted
to let go. I couldn't get enough of her round little ass soft under my hands
as I squeezed and massaged each cheek. She did the same to mine but returned
often to my rampant prick that intruded between us so rudely. I fingered her
wet little pussy too, such that the fingertips of each hand would meet
between her legs.

We lay together pulling our hips into each other, in simulation of the
fucking motion that seemed to come instinctually. Our mouths opened to
accept our dueling tongues in deep passionate kisses that left us awestruck.
We would pause occasionally and gaze into each other's eyes in wonderment
and love then return to our newfound joyful activities. We both had some
idea of what sex was about but our discovery of its power that day reduced
us to mute incredulity.

We felt no guilt that we were brother and sister because we were already so
close - and so alone in the world that it seemed only natural to us then.
Crissy and I knew that brothers and sisters shouldn't have babies together
and we knew a little bit about how they were made from our `research'. But
we didn't feel that what we were doing was wrong. We just knew that other
people thought it was wrong. We were just affectionate, curious and horny
children exploring our emerging sexuality; searching for release and solace
in a world that threw us together on an isolated farm miles from our friends
at school and the town where we shopped. But we knew we had to keep what we
had a secret.

When we felt that afternoon that enough time had passed that we might be
missed we donned our suits, grabbed the beach towel and returned to Mom and
Jane at the beach. We waved to them quickly then plunged into the water to
rid ourselves of the twigs, leaves, sweat and other bodily fluids that were
now making us uncomfortable. We surfaced together from the lake and gave
each other a wicked little grin. No one seemed the wiser that our whole
world had been transformed.


* * * *

"You kids are awfully quiet back there," our mother said into the rear view
mirror as we drove home over the dusty farm road from our private lake. Mom
and Jane were in the front and Crissy and I were sitting respectfully apart
in the back seat.

"Just tired," answered Crissy for us, which was true enough. We would cast
glances at each other and smile. We watched the backs of Mom and Jane's
heads patiently as they chatted together amiably. They both had straight
chestnut colored hair worn long and parted in the middle and were more like
twins than Crissy and I. Their lips moved in conversation but Crissy and I
didn't hear a word. Instead, we were together in our own brand new world, a
world that seemed open to endless possibilities. Our minds were on each
other and the experience we had just been through together in the woods. We
were in love, among many other things.

When we got home we helped unload the car and made our way inside through
the back door up a narrow set of steps that took us to the kitchen. Once
inside Crissy and I put away the cooler and headed upstairs to our
respective bedrooms. We paused together at the top.

"Come to my room in five minutes," Crissy whispered to me.

I gave Crissy a quick nod then ran into my room, instantly peeling off my
damp swim trunks and replacing them with underwear and shorts. When I
estimated that five minutes had passed I quietly made my way down the hall
and slowly opened the door to Crissy's bedroom. Entering, I spied her
sitting on the edge of her bed wrapped in her shower robe. She looked up at
me and smiled, enchanting me instantly. Our magic was still working and has
never quit.

"Come here," she said urgently, patting the bed beside her. I sat down and
we kissed -- a warm passionate kiss, a very grown up kind of kiss I thought.
Then we parted our lips and lay down next to each other.

"We've got to talk," Crissy said as we lay looking fondly into each other's
eyes, seeking then finding that acceptance that was and is still our bond.

"I know. But we're not doing wrong," I said. "I feel even more close to you
now than before. It's -- it's just that other people might not like it that
we're, uh ...together".

"Then we'd better make sure they don't find out," Crissy answered. "I -- I've
never felt anything like that today! It's too good to be wrong!" she stated
firmly. "And -- and I love you Will. I always have," she said almost matter
of factly. "I just didn't know how to say it or -- or show you," she laughed,
and reached between my legs. "I love that thing too!" she chuckled grabbing
my now stiffening cock in her hand. "Can I see it whenever I want?" she
asked coyly. "I love to play with it. Do you like it when I touch you
there?" she inquired seriously

"Oh yeah, it feels really good. Especially the head, the top part. It's more
sensitive..." I was about to take my shorts off when Mom called to us from
downstairs.

"Jane and I are going into town to buy groceries for supper and rent a
movie. Do you want to come along?" she called up.

We looked at each other and Crissy answered. "No Mom. Will and I want to
listen to some music so we'll stay here. See ya later!"

"Okay you two, be good!"

"Oh we will!" Crissy answered stifling a laugh. As we heard the back door
close we fell into each other's arms again.

"You were gonna show me that thing again, weren't you?" Crissy asked me with
a wicked smile.

"Only if I can see yours too!"  I answered.

I lowered my shorts and underpants as Crissy sat up and opened her robe. I
again marveled at the expanse of pale skin she was allowing me to see, her
rosy taut nipples and the dear little cleft between her thighs. We let our
garments fall to the floor and hugged each other, relishing in the feel of
our naked young bodies touching each other so intimately. Lying down on her
bed we kissed and held each other as our hands went almost on their own
between each other's legs. My cock was at full raging stand as her fingers
encircled me.

As Crissy began to slowly masturbate me I kissed her deeply and felt for her
sopping wet pussy. I loved the feel of her juices against my fingers and
longed to taste her for some odd reason. Only a week or so ago I would have
found the idea gross, but now I couldn't wait. I kissed her neck then moved
down to nibble and suck at her hard little nipples.

"Oooo that feels good!" Crissy moaned, her hand tangling in my hair. I
continued sucking in first one hard pink nipple, then the other. I stopped
briefly.

"Just wait!" I smiled up at her and began kissing my way down her abdomen,
stopping to insert my tongue in her belly button. Crissy squealed with
delight as the sensation hit her. I moved lower.

"You're not!" she cried out, seeing where I was heading. "Oh Will, stop!"
she implored me but did nothing to resist as my lips went lower and my
nostrils took in the musky hot scent of her arousal. My tongue hit the top
of her moistened cleft and I licked up her tangy nectar before plunging it
between her pussy lips to lap repeatedly up and down her hot red slit. I
inserted my finger into her vagina and gently worked it in and out as far as
it would comfortably go, remembering how much she had enjoyed me doing that
earlier today.

"Oh GOD, Will that feels good!" Crissy cried as I continued to perform my
first act of oral sex on her. I loved it, the feel and taste of her hot
little pussy, my finger sliding effortlessly inside of her sex and her
growing excitement and agitation. Both her hands were tangling in my hair,
pushing my face ever deeper into her bucking crotch.

Then Crissy came. For the first time she had an orgasm and nearly broke my
nose in the process. "Oooo God!" she screamed out then arched her back
tautly as wave after wave of pleasure wracked her slim young body. "What's
HAPPENING to me!" she wailed. The quakes and shivers in Crissy's body slowly
subsided as I made my way up to lie beside her.

"Hold me!" she whispered urgently. I did so willingly and wrapped my arms
around her. She alternately whimpered, cried and laughed into my shoulder as
her body settled slowly down from its first shattering sexual release. "What
WAS that?" she finally asked me.

"I guess that's an orgasm, like I read about," I answered her as best as I
could. I was still a little shaky myself and not a little jealous either.

"Oh WOW! So that's what they're like! But do YOU get them too?" Crissy asked
me looking me straight in the eye.

"I -- I guess so. I'm supposed to shoot my sperm into you when it happens but
I don't think I have any yet, so maybe I can't have orgasms either," I
answered her with a sense of injustice building in me.

"Hey, if I can, so can you!" Crissy declared defiantly. "I'm going to try,
okay?"

Okay? Is the Pope Catholic? "Sure," I said, "Are you going to use your mouth
too?" I asked her hopefully.

"Heheheh" she giggled, "You betcha! I'm gonna give you a blowjob!" she
smiled at me and we both laughed at her use of the vernacular phrasing. I
couldn't wait. Kissing her way down my body she finally arrived at my
rampant cock and quickly engulfed it with her mouth. With her fingers
circling the base she began to move her head up and down, taking my cock
inside her mouth like she'd been doing it for years. The feeling was
exquisite.

For several minutes I was in an agony of pleasure as Crissy expertly sucked
me off. She continued to work away at my turgid cock with her mouth and
tongue until I felt the initial stirrings of my first ever climax. Looking
down I took in Crissy's naked form curled up around my legs, her head
bobbing up and down as her mouth filled then emptied itself of my rigid
little prick. The sight was too much and I went over the top.

Wave after wave of pulsing pleasure passed through my groin and into
Crissy's mouth as my first ever climax hit. She kept sucking until all
motion had ceased and I was still. She took my twitching cock from between
her full red lips then looked up at me and grinned. "See?" she giggled. "You
can come too!"

I was in heaven. Blissfully I lay in Crissy's arms and she in mine. We
plotted and planned our future together in whispered intimate conversations,
oblivious to everything except each other as we awaited our mother and
sister's return. Everything had changed, of course, but we needed to act as
if nothing at all had happened if we were to preserve our secret. We made a
noble effort.



CHAPTER 2


As the summer continued Crissy and I developed a routine. We would normally
disappear into the landscape so no one found it unusual when we spent a lot
of time together up in the old cow barn or rode our bikes down to our lake
to be by ourselves. There we would strip and continue our exploration of
each other and our burgeoning sexuality. We had always played together
before so Mom and Jane paid us no attention during the day. It was at night
in the house that we faced the most problems.

Crissy and I would often sneak into each other's room after dark, cuddle and
make love, then sleep together for a few brief hours before returning to our
own beds. It wasn't entirely satisfactory but it had to do for now. Of
course, with all our sexual experimentation we had also discovered
masturbation.

Masturbation was good for us and we didn't spend all our time engaged in
erotic pastimes. We were still bright, curious and healthy children who
delighted in exploring our own massive back yard, liked videos and cartoons
and who jumped at the chance to be in town once in a while. Mom ensured that
we were always well dressed and took us there shopping regularly. We also
made mandatory visits to the public library each trip too. Aside from
providing us with normal reading material we could also `research' our
favorite joint activity, albeit tacitly. Ironically, it was masturbation
that nearly caused what I thought was going to be an end to our sexual
adventures together.

Crissy and I had photocopied portions of some medical texts and I had
actually managed to steal a `Hustler' magazine from a local bookstore. It
was these I was fantasizing with one late afternoon bare naked on my bed,
cock in hand, when Jane suddenly burst into my room.

"Hey, will. Where's Cris...? Oh my God!"  she gasped, taking in the scene
before her. Although Crissy and I now often masturbated in front of each
other, I was mortified that Jane should see me jacking off. I tried
desperately to cover my erection with my hands.

"Don't you ever knock!" I managed to croak as Jane's face turned as red as
mine.  She had both her hands covering her mouth in shock, then dropped them
to her chest. She began to smile and her hazel eyes got big and round as she
stared into my crotch.

Oh, God, I'm so sorry Will! I didn't mean to...well, interrupt you," she
laughed. I continued hiding my rampant cock in my hands as she glanced at my
magazine. "Where'd you get that?" she asked
with a suspicious little grin on her face.

"Jane! Just leave me alone, okay?" I implored her in total embarrassment too
profound to notice the playfulness creeping into her voice.

Well, I'm just going to have a look," she said and plunked herself done on
my mattress as I lay there in total humiliation. She grabbed the Hustler
from me, thumbed through the pages and made little grunts of disapproval and
giggles of amusement as my cock quickly withered under this excruciating
invasion of my privacy. "It's okay, you know -- what you're doing. I
masturbate and Mom does too." I just groaned at this bit of news.

Jane continued looking at the pictures spread out in her hands then looked
down at me smiling. "I've never seen a boy's cock before," she said,
startling me with her outspokenness. "Don't be shy. Let me have a look. I'm
not gonna tell on you or anything."

Jane seemed so casual that she caught me off guard and I dropped my hands to
my sides. I lay there exposed to her gaze, completely dumbstruck. Jane was
so like Mom in looks, very feminine and petite, that associating anything
sexual with her took me a few moments to digest (Mom masturbates too? Yes,
she had said that). Soon though, I could see that glazed look of lust come
over her eyes that I knew so well from Crissy. I could tell right away that
Jane was turned on big time and I began to see her in a different light.

"It's gone all soft," Jane remarked staring at my now flaccid penis. "Can
you make it get hard again?" she asked me.

You -- you mean you want me to rub it?" I asked her not quite believing this
entire conversation.

"Yes, I want to watch you masturbate, to play with yourself," she calmly
announced. "Don't stop just because I came in the room. Here, do you want
the magazine back?" she asked me as if offering me the comics section of the
paper.

I looked at Jane with amazement. At 13 she was, as I said, a smaller version
of Mom with long dark straight hair, hazel eyes and a very cute rather than
pretty face. Her breasts were just beginning to show as soft mounds on her
chest but they complimented her slim figure nicely. Crissy and her were
about the same height so she was small for her age. Today she wore a white
cotton blouse and dark blue shorts and she was beginning to turn me on.

"No -- no. Th -- that's okay" I stammered. Looking at her eyes staring at my
now hardening penis I began to stroke myself with my right hand, not
believing what I was doing.

Jane sat entranced at the side of my bed as I lay on my back nude
masturbating for her. A hand crept slowly towards the juncture of her legs
but she remained essentially motionless after that as I continued.

I worked my cock vigorously and felt extraordinarily turned on having Jane
watch me. I kept up a fast, rapid rhythm on myself, my eyes never leaving
her face as she watched me jacking off. Every few seconds she would lick her
lips and I would imagine my cock being licked and caressed by that tongue.
Finally, I discharged a flow of clear pre-come from the head of my prick
that brought a shivering great climax along with it. For 10 years old
(almost 11) it wasn't bad.

"Wow, Will you really came!" Jane exclaimed. "Can I touch it?" she asked me.
I nodded my approval still marveling at this strange interlude in my life.
She reached out her hand, grasped my now slippery wet member and gave it a
few strokes. "Cool!" was all she said.

I wasn't sure where this was all going when fate decided to intervene and
really complicate my young life just then. Jane and I both turned our heads
at a noise only to see Crissy standing in the doorway to my room, hands
clasped to the sides of her face and a look of bright red astonishment on
her face. Busted! I thought.

I panicked for an instant then called out to her. "Crissy! Come here, it's --
it's okay!" was all I could manage. With a look of shocked amusement on her
face Crissy approached my bed and came to stand at the head looking down at
Jane and I.

"W-what are you guys DOING?" she cried in a strained little voice. I wasn't
sure what to do but Crissy was a master of these situations. She giggled out
"Your playing with Will's dink, Jane!" I wasn't about to give the game away
to Jane about Crissy and I and neither was Crissy. Crissy sensed control
here and I could almost feel her devious little mind turning over the
possibilities. I played along making sure Jane remained in the dark.

"Oh God," I groaned. "Let's just open the door and sell tickets!"

"Now you be quiet," admonished Jane, trying desperately to recover her
composure. "I caught him with this magazine," she told Crissy, holding the
Hustler up for her inspection. Crissy had seen it before, but she took it
from Jane's hands and pretended to look through it as if for the first time.
A feigned look of shock fell over her features as she turned to Jane.

"You mean he was like, playing with himself and you caught him?" she
squealed in delight.

"Yes!" said Jane triumphantly.

"Then why were you playing with him when I came in?" Crissy her asked
innocently.

It was Jane's turn to blush again. "Oh Gosh, I made him finish and then -
then I wanted to touch it," she confessed. "Please don't tell, Crissy!" she
implored.

Crissy laughed. "I won't -- for now anyway. Besides, I want to see it too,"
she said as if she hadn't before! "Will, take your hands away! Let me see
you," Crissy ordered enthralled by her newfound powers over her two
siblings.

I let my hands drop away as my poor limp dick was again put on display. "It
doesn't look like much," was all she had to say.

We all three burst out laughing and that broke the awkward tension. Crissy
winked at me slyly then threw her arms around Jane, laughing out loud as I
lay stark naked looking up at them, wondering what was going to happen next.
I decided to sit up.

"I'm going to have a shower," I announced, getting to my feet. I grabbed a
towel from the floor, wrapped it around me and left them together in the
room. `Phew' I thought. What a day! I made my way to the bathroom shower and
washed away all the detritus of my recent encounter with Jane. I really
needed to play that cartoon through a couple of more times before I could
take it all in. I wasn't to be given the time.

When I returned to my room both girls were seated on the foot of my bed.
Crissy had on her standard T-shirt and shorts while Jane remained primly
attired in her white blouse done up to the neck and navy blue shorts. All I
had on was the towel wrapped around my waist. I felt at a distinct
disadvantage.

"Crissy and I have decided we want to see more of you," Jane said. "Or we'll
tell Mom about the magazine!" They both giggled mischievously at the deal
they had cooked up - with me as the entrée of course.

I could have killed Crissy but then I realized that she had only gotten us
out of a sticky situation. Neither was she mad at me for fooling around with
Jane, something I felt deep relief about, although I had been somewhat
coerced. I loved Crissy dearly and I didn't want to hurt her in any way.
Now, the way things had worked out, our past relationship could remain a
secret while the future was beginning to look rather interesting. Jane -
well what do you know about that?

"Okay, okay" I sighed in mock surrender. "But you molested me Jane. I'm
gonna be scarred for life and grow up to be a pervert! What do I get out of
this, huh?" I asked them both through their tense laughter at my lame
attempt at humor.

"You get to have us both," said Crissy as she came up to me, smiled, kissed
me quickly on the lips and looked openly into my eyes. The unspoken message
on her face was that this is what she wanted and would I please go along
with it? No problemo, dudette.

"Cool," I said and dropped my towel. "Only this time YOU guys have to take
your clothes off, too," I told them.

Jane and Crissy looked at each other, giggled, then began to undress while I
watched. Crissy was fast with only her T-shirt, shorts and underpants. We
had to wait as Jane undid the buttons on her blouse and then removed her
small bra. Her navy blue shorts and cotton panties followed with only a
slight hesitation. Crissy and I both gasped at her naked figure.

Jane was slender but well proportioned, even for 13. Her breasts were small
prominences on her pale chest and were capped by two small pink nipples that
had just begun to mature into a more womanly form than Crissy's. Above her
mound was a tuft of dark pubic hair that had yet to cover her vaginal area
completely. Her pink slit stood out with pouting lips, moist from all the
recent excitement. Crissy and I both agreed that she looked beautiful and we
made sure we told her so.

My cock naturally sprang to attention at the sight of my two beautiful naked
sisters. They were quite a contrast, as different as Mom and Dad had been
yet with some shared features. While Crissy was tall and lanky, Jane was
petite and delicate looking, much like our mother. We all shared a pale
complexion but Jane's eyes were hazel and ours blue like our father's.
Jane's personality, though, was all her own.

"Are you happy now, Will?" Jane teased me as we three sat together on my
bedroom floor, Jane to my right and Crissy left. "You can touch me now if
you want," she giggled.

I reached my hand over and made contact with Jane's pussy lips, lightly
running my finger up her slit. She moaned and shivered a little at my touch.
Moving more boldly I sank my middle finger between her labia and felt her
hot musky wetness coat me. The aroma wafted up to my nose and I savored the
smell. I found her opening and inserted my finger inside, gently fucking her
with it. She let out a low moan and began to breathe more quickly. Jane was
very sensitive.

Crissy was watching intently and, not to be left out, was stroking my
throbbing cock with one hand and playing with herself with the other. Jane
and I both watched her for a moment as her fingers drew knowing circles
around her little clit while her other hand grasped and pulled at my rock
hard little cock. It was an amazing sight.

"Crissy, you look so cool doing that," Jane sighed as I continued inserting
my finger inside her sex as far as it would reach. "I'm -- I'm gonna too,"
she breathed. Licking her middle finger she immediately brought it in
contact with her little clit and began rubbing it around in tight little
circles as I continued to finger fuck her virgin cunt. I stared intently at
Jane's busy little hand as Crissy gamely pumped my stiff little pego.

Crissy and I had masturbated together before but nothing topped this
three-way scene with our sister Jane. She came first and the most loudly. My
hand was drenched with her juices as I felt her shudder and shake from the
aftershocks of her momentous orgasm. Crissy came next, her fingers a blur
between her legs, my cock sadly forgotten in her all-absorbing act of
self-pleasuring. I didn't mind and jacked myself off quickly watching her
fingers at work and the intense expression on her face as she climaxed. My
own orgasm was mild by comparison, and it would be another year or so before
I was contributing a full load of semen to our little orgies, but no one was
complaining.

"That was so incredible!" I said to my sisters when it was over. I hugged
both of them close to me. "You guys are the best. You can molest me anytime
you like!" I exclaimed.

"I can't believe we did that!" said Jane with a laugh "I've never felt
anything like that Will!" Then she grabbed my slowly shrinking cock. "This
is OURS!" she declared to Crissy. We all embraced and rolled together on the
floor laughing and giggling and feeling each other up some more.

Afterward, we all showered together then lay naked on Jane's queen sized bed
with her between Crissy and I. We all three languished in that comfortable,
contented state of being that always follows good sex no matter what age you
are, then talked about what it all meant. Crissy and I also explored Jane's
body some more, squeezing her small breast buds and teasing her nipples with
our fingers and tongues. We ran our fingers through her light dusting of
pussy fur until we had Jane once more moaning in pleasure.

Crissy took absolute delight in making our hot big sister come again with
her small but experienced child's hand, frigging her clit fast while
passionately kissing her wide open mouth at the same time. I contented
myself with fondling Jane's tiny breasts. I was honored and deeply aroused
by being allowed to watch my two lovely sisters engaged in such an intimate
and loving act but my little balls and prostate had given their all for that
afternoon.

Crissy, Jane and I didn't go any farther that day. We felt and stroked
Jane's pale young body and then watching avidly while Crissy's sexual
excitement spilled over. She settled back on her haunches and placed her
right hand between her legs.

"I'm dying to come again you guys. Do you want to watch me do myself?" she
asked us breathlessly from excitement and her recent exertions. Jane and I
nodded our heads vigorously. I stared intently as Crissy worked away at her
bare little slit. Jane was even more into it, I could tell, and revealed to
us her strongly voyeuristic nature for the first time. Crissy meanwhile
churned out yet another rapturous climax for us, wailing out her pleasure
then collapsing into my arms. When Jane moved in beside us and enfolded us
into her, our bonding became complete.

We all curled up together giggling, cuddling and wallowing in our newfound
intimacy, until finally Jane and Crissy arose and had another quick shower
together. The scent of sex was heavy on their young bodies. Afterwards we
all made ourselves respectable and dressed, as Mom was due home shortly from
work.

Crissy, Jane and I thus ended our first encounter together. The fact that
Jane and Crissy were both girls did not seem to bother either of them and I
never questioned the fact. We only learned about bisexuality later although
I had felt attracted to other boys at school and to one of our male teachers
in particular. We all certainly liked members of the opposite sex too but
gay jokes were all too common among our school crowd. Our feelings just
seemed normal to us, but we knew enough to keep them a secret.

All three of us turned out to be strongly bisexual, something we seemed to
be born with. We all treat it now as a great blessing, which it surely has
been. Then, it was mysterious and wonderfully exciting to contemplate, with
us having, it seemed, the best of both worlds - as we certainly did! This
naturally led us into all kinds of fascinating adventures that began to
happen quite quickly.



CHAPTER 3


"What do you mean, Mom masturbates?" I asked Jane the next day when we were
alone together on the back porch.

That night Crissy, Jane and I had managed to sleep together in Jane's room
but Jane made us be quiet. Mom's bedroom was right next door. I was curious
about this fact about our mother that she had let drop yesterday after
catching me inflagrante delecto, cock in hand.

"I can hear her sometimes," Jane said. "That's why I wanted you guys to be
so quiet last night. The walls are thin. I hear her moaning and coming when
she plays with herself - AND she has a vibrator." she laughed. "I can hear
that too!"

I knew what a vibrator was from the `research' Crissy and I had done but it
took me awhile to picture my mother with one. Then, I became surprised by
how much the notion of my mother using a sexual toy to get herself off was
arousing me.

"Have you ever seen her do it?" I asked Jane in wonderment, eager to learn
more.

"No, but I bet we could. My closet is right across from her bed and if we
could make some holes in the wall we could all watch her." Jane said with a
smile. I liked how she had included Crissy and I in this scheme.

A short while later Mom and Jane went into town. I quickly found Crissy and
filled her in on Jane's little piece of intelligence about our mother's
nocturnal habits and Jane's idea about her closet. We ran up to Mom's room
to investigate and found the place where the closet was while I hurried over
to Jane's room and tapped on her closet's back wall. Sure enough, there
seemed to be only a single piece of wallboard separating the two rooms,
which also accounted for how well sound was traveling between them. At a
guess I'd say it used to be a doorway but, in slapdash fashion, was later
converted to its present use.

Crissy meantime wanted to find the vibrator Jane had mentioned hearing. She
searched in Mom's nightstand drawer and found it right away. It was a long
white plastic tube, tapered to a point at one end with a speed dial set in
the base. I was a bit uneasy invading Mom's space like this but watching
Crissy's eyes as she fondled and toyed with it quickly overcame my guilt.
She handed it to me and I was surprised by its heaviness. I looked at it in
wonder, imaging my mother using it on herself.

"Let's go try it out," Crissy said with that wicked little grin I loved so
much. She reached over, took the ivory colored instrument back from me, and
turned the dial on the base. A loud buzzing noise erupted from her hands and
we both giggled at the sound. "Wow, does that ever feel neat!" she said. We
immediately headed off to her bedroom.

I anxiously followed Crissy down the hall and went into her room. Setting
the vibrator down on the bed she quickly removed her clothes. "You too," she
ordered me. I complied and sat at the foot of her bed eagerly awaiting her
next move. My little cock was already stiffening in anticipation as she
picked up our mother's hard plastic phallus and turned it on. The sound
filled the room.

Crissy's eyes grew wide with anticipation as she lay back at the head of her
bed, brought her knees up and spread her legs wide. I could see the
glistening moisture gather around her pussy lips as she made ready to
masturbate using Mom's buzzing vibrator. She laid it against her pussy lips
and almost instantly curled up on her side into a little ball as the
sensation hit her.

"Holy cow!" Crissy cried as the magic wand in her hands continued to hum
away against her unsuspecting clit. "Oh, God! Oh God that feels good!" she
squeaked out to me. I stared in fascination as Crissy alternately moaned and
cried out her pleasure at the wondrous effects the vibrator was producing
inside her.
It wasn't long before a body wracking orgasm consumed her and she panted and
sobbed her way through a shuddering climax.

I was speechless at the power of Crissy's orgasm and a little jealous too as
I quickly gathered her up into my arms. She put her head gratefully into my
shoulder and laughed through the tears that were flowing from her. At the
same time Mom's vibrator buzzed away, ignored between her thighs. It was no
longer touching her throbbing pussy but continued to protrude outwards as
she slowly came back to earth. I reached down and turned it off then removed
it from between us. Was this now my competition? I thought to myself.

I needn't have worried. Crissy soon found my raging hard-on and began
playing with it, kissing me and telling me how much she loved me. I
sincerely and eagerly returned her affections as she worked away at me, then
went down to take my turgid young cock in her mouth. She quickly brought me
off with her expert ministrations and swallowed my come delighting, as
always, in the taste and sensation of it.

After washing the heavy vibe off we carefully replaced it then went along to
our favorite spot in the old barn about a hundred yards from the house. This
was no longer a working farm but there were still bales of hay piled up in
the loft. There amongst the straw, Crissy and I had made ourselves a snug
little nest out of blankets, sleeping bags, pillows and old sheets. We also
furnished it with a small table, some books and pictures, and a battery
powered lantern for nighttime. It was so cozy in fact that we often
contrived to sleep together up there even before the events of this summer.
Our mother was usually quite amenable.

Crissy and I hadn't yet had a chance to talk alone about the major events of
yesterday and the barn seemed the perfect place for it. As we made our way
up to the hay loft I looked behind me at Crissy and smiled to her as we
climbed the stairs leading up to it. She smiled back at me with such warmth
and love that I knew right away we were still partners, friends and lovers
no matter what had happened with Jane. My heart was at rest.

"Jane was awesome!" Crissy exclaimed as we settled down side by side in some
blanket-covered hay. "And she always seemed so proper! I could have died
when I saw her playing with your cock!"

"When I saw you I was really scared. I thought you'd be mad at me." I told
Crissy, who just laughed.

"I was kinda mad at Jane," she said. "But then I thought the whole thing was
such a turn-on, watching her jacking you off, that I'd like to maybe be
there too. Did you like how I scared her into it?" she laughed.

I told Crissy she was wickedly clever. "But don't you think we should tell
her about us? It would make things a lot easier and we could just relax and
not have to pretend with her any more." I reasoned.

Crissy pondered this suggestion for a few moments before replying. "Yeah,
you're probably right," she declared finally. "Jane sure can't tell Mom
about us, hey? She's as big a perv as we are!" she laughed

"Oh boy, is she ever!" I said. "She really likes watching you play with
yourself. Can you imagine when I go down and use my mouth on her? She'll
flip out!" I predicted, with not a little accuracy. "What if she wants me to
fuck her though? She just CAN'T get pregnant!"

"Will, I don't think you can get any girl pregnant." Crissy told me. "You
aren't making any sperm yet, I can tell. Besides, you're going to fuck me
long before you put that little rascal of yours in Jane. In fact," she
hesitated a moment, "I want you to m -- make love to me tonight. Here, in the
barn," she said to me with tender urgency. "I think it's time we did it."

My heart started beating eight to the bar. Going `all the way' had been
something we had put off up `til now, figuring that we weren't really having
sex as long as we didn't have proper intercourse. We were only experimenting
the way all kids do, we rationalized. This had protected us from our own
guilt about being brother and sister, but with Jane's appearance it looked
like we had to either put up or shut up. Crissy and I were brother and
sister, twins and lovers and perhaps it was now time to make a full
declaration of those facts to ourselves - and to Jane.

"Crissy, I love you," I said simply and kissed her. "Tonight, I promise."
Crissy and I lay together in quiet contemplation of all that had been and
all that was to come. After an hour or so our silent meditation was broken
by the sound of a car pulling up to the house. Car doors opened and shut and
we knew at once that Mom and Jane had returned. Coming back into the real
world we climbed down from our loft and raced to talk to Jane.

Corralling her finally in my back bedroom, Crissy and I proceeded to tell
Jane of our extensive sexual experimentation and relationship. Jane was
shocked at first but came to accept it all with a good laugh. "Wow," she
said "Sounds like you guys have been having ALL the fun around here! I've
got some catching up to do!"

I also told Jane that Crissy and I needed a night alone together in the
barn. We needed to sort things out between us and to see how she now fit
into our partnership. Jane generously she agreed. I think she knew there was
something special about this night together for Crissy and I as later events
proved. All three of us hugged but Jane couldn't resist running her hand up
between my legs on her way to the door. With a wink and a wave she was gone.
We were truly grateful for her understanding and acceptance.

I got the okay from Mom to sleep out in the loft that night and Crissy went
away to prepare herself, almost as if this was to be her wedding, which in
fact I suppose it was. We certainly treated the whole thing with a great
deal of respect and reverence. For my part I spent the time fixing up our
`nest' fancier than any horny boy bird that ever strutted his stuff on a
National Geographic special. I brought in fresh wildflowers I picked in the
fields and decorated our loft with cedar boughs and pine branches. I even
carefully contrived to create some mood lighting using flashlights and
colored cellophane. A cooler full of snacks, treats and drinks topped off my
efforts that day. But what I had done with our loft, Crissy had done with
herself.

I was not prepared for the sight that met my eyes that evening. Jane grabbed
my arm about an hour after a late supper at which Crissy had been absent and
took me outside on the front porch. "Crissy's going to meet you in the
field. I said I'd bring you," she told me, and began leading the way. "Come
on," she urged.

Jane escorted me about half way to the barn where I encountered Crissy for
the first time since that morning. Jane waved us both good bye and retreated
to the house leaving me standing in front of Crissy with my mouth agape. She
was radiant.

Crissy's long wavy red hair was brushed out and shimmered in the dying light
of dusk. On her head was a circle of daisies that somehow transformed her
features into that of an ethereal fairy creature from an entirely different
dimension. The very edges of her image became diffuse and her face appeared
almost translucent. In her hands was a small bouquet of pussy willows and
snapdragons. Her blue eyes sparkled with laughter as she caught my look of
wonder. She wore a long white caftan tied in the middle with a gold tasseled
belt and pearl white slippers over bare feet. I had never seen anything so
beautiful in my whole young life as my sister Crystal Lynn that night.

"Oh Crissy, you're beautiful!" I croaked "I love you so much," I said and
embraced her. We held each other for a few precious seconds then laughed
together like old times. Holding hands, we started off to the barn. Within
moments Crissy and I stood at the threshold of the room I had created in the
hay.

"Oh Will, it's incredible!" Crissy exclaimed, immediately relieving my
anxiety. Her reaction to my decorating efforts was perfect and I felt a
flood of relief run through me. She grabbed me and kissed me firmly on the
lips. "Let's lie down," she suggested.

We curled up together on top of a mauve colored down-filled sleeping bag
spread over the top of six big hay bales. We grabbed some pillows and
arranged them to suit us. From where we lay we could look out the hayloft's
loading window and take in the full clear sky at twilight undimmed by city
lights. Bright stars and planets twinkled against a red, orange and blue
sunset while the moon appeared in the corner a quarter full against a nearly
black background higher in the sky. A gentle cooling breeze blew in from
across the fields and lightly tussled our hair. It was spectacular.

Crissy and I kissed and held each other. "Do you like this dress, Will?" she
asked me. " Jane gave it to me. She was so sweet today!"

"I love it - and the flowers. You look amazing!" I answered truthfully.

Crissy responded by rising up, undoing the golden belt and lifting her dress
at the hem. She quickly pulled it up and off over her head and let it fall
gently to the floor. She stood there smiling in a pair of sexy looking white
panties that I guessed also came from Jane. Her skin and face were flushed
with health and excitement. I admired her long beautiful legs and lifted my
gaze to take in her bare torso, her glowing face and the cascade of red hair
that framed it all. Her nipples had begun to harden I noticed as she
returned to our bed.

"Do you like these?" she asked looking down at her panties. "Jane gave them
to me," she giggled. "Sexy underwear! Cool huh?"

"Yeah, sure is." I said with a laugh. I removed my own clothing. Crissy
posed for a second in her new panties then whisked them off her hips and
kicked them free. My own shirt, shorts and underpants joined them as we lay
together reveling in our nakedness and the feel of our bare skin against
each other. We kissed passionately as I lightly lifted her crown of daisies
from her hair and laid it carefully down near our clothes.

Crissy's hand quickly found my hard little cock as we continued to kiss and
hold each other on our makeshift bed.  My own hand found her wet pussy slit
and I began exploring her vagina with my middle finger. She seemed very
small and her hymen blocked any further entry. I began to wonder if I'd be
able to do what Crissy wanted and take her virginity.

"I think it's going to hurt," I whispered to her.

"I know," she replied. "But don't worry Will. I want you to anyway. We can
do it."

After many minutes of kissing and fondling she whispered urgently in my ear
"Now, Will. Take me now!"

I got up and knelt between Crissy's legs and guided my cock to what I hoped
was the right spot. She reached down and re-directed me slightly, and then I
began to gently push. I could get the tip of my penis in with no problem,
she was very wet and well lubricated, but it was her hymen that had me
concerned. I pushed hard against it and saw her face contort with pain. I
backed out.

"No, Will!" she cried. "Keep going! It's okay!"

I returned to the scene and re-entered her tight little vagina, this time
trying to ignore Crissy's anguish. I began pushing bluntly ahead with more
force, feeling myself go deeper, until something finally gave way and she
gasped. Suddenly my young cock was buried completely up  inside her.

"Oh my God, Will, it's in me. Go slowly please!" she panted to me.

I looked down at Crissy and saw her eyes squeezed shut and a look of
astonishment on her angelic young face. I slowly moved my cock in and out of
her incredibly tight pussy, relishing the exquisite sensation but worried
that I might be hurting her. Her expression never changed as I continued
slowly fucking her for the first time. After many slow and gentle strokes
she finally let out a great gasp of air and wrapped her arms hard around me.

"Come Will!" she panted. "Come inside me. Go faster now! Please!"

I needed no more urging and began to pump my hips faster and harder. My
swollen prick was near to bursting as I felt her every movement and
contraction around it. Her juices were flowing freely, lubricating my ride
until I could not hold back. My little prick began to pump its fluid into
Crissy's virgin pussy as a huge orgasm washed through my body and loins. I
shook and shuddered with its power until I lay spent in her enfolding arms.
She moaned, cried and laughed, all at the same time as I settled my weight
on top of her. Eventually my cock slowly withered and fell out of her and I
felt the odd sensation of coldness on it as the night air evaporated her
juices. We held and rocked each other for what seemed like hours before
stopping to gaze into each other's eyes.

"Wow," was all she said to me as we moved apart smiling.

"Are you okay?" I earnestly asked her.

"Sure I am," she grinned. "It only hurt for a little bit, then it just felt
WILD!" she exclaimed.

We both looked down and noticed a small patch of blood on the sleeping bag
along with some more on my cock and her thighs, but it was not much. I was
glad it hadn't been too uncomfortable for her. Still, I got some water and
napkins from the cooler and cleaned us both up and asked again if she was in
any pain.

"Only just a little," she replied. "But it feels good, so stop worrying
about it, okay?" she admonished me while stroking my hair. "You're just too
sweet for caring so much though," she giggled.

For the rest of that night Crissy and I held each other, made love again and
after snacking on the food I'd brought, slept a deep contented sleep
together. We awoke at dawn and listened to the delightful chatter of dozens
of birds who had congregated in the big maple tree beside the barn. As they
preened and sang away to each other Crissy and I sat up, embraced each other
and kissed, then lay back together in a state of profound bliss. Life
couldn't get any better, we thought.

As the sky lightened to full morning we got up from our bed and dressed.
Crissy had brought a change of clothing with her. With a final kiss we
descended the stairs and made our way back to the house. Jane and Mom were
still asleep when we got there so we made our way quietly to my room and lay
down together.

"I love you Crissy," is all I said as we cuddled.

"Me too Will," she replied.

School started again in a few short days. Along with Jane, we decided to
make the most of the time remaining, beginning with that thin little wall at
the back of Jane's closet.



CHAPTER 4


On the Labor Day weekend just before school started, Crissy, Jane and I got
together to nefariously plot and plan the total invasion of our mother's
privacy. We figured that three holes drilled well apart in the back wall of
Jane's closet ought to do the trick. We also conceived the idea of filling
them in again with flour and water paste. As the walls in Mom's room were
also white it seemed a perfect solution. She would never notice them during
the day and the lights would be too low at night to notice the small
penetrations after the plugs were removed.

After our mother went to work that Saturday morning I went down to the
basement and found our dad's old electric drill he'd left behind. Grabbing a
small box of bits I hurried upstairs to Mom's room where my sisters were
waiting. Jane went back to her closet and tapped on the wall where the first
hole should be drilled. Choosing a 1/8th-inch bit I inserted it in the drill
and effortlessly made the required hole through the wallboard. Jane said the
size was perfect, so two more quickly followed.

I next took a small round file and smoothed down the edges of the holes
while Crissy got the vacuum and cleaned up the sawdust that had fallen on
Mom's rug. When Crissy and I joined Jane we looked through our respective
view ports and were amazed at how much we could see. Mom's bed was right in
front of us against the far wall with the foot only a few feet away from our
closet. By standing, we had a clear view down onto her bed.

We were eager to try it all out but first we fashioned the flour plugs,
shaping them such that they could be taken out and re-inserted easily. We
went around to Mom's side and made sure the paste was flat against the wall.
Within a couple of hours the plugs had dried and worked to perfection. We
were all set! But there was some residual doubt, as Crissy expressed it.

"Should we be doing this, guys?" she asked us. "I mean, how would you feel
if you found out you were being spied on like this?"

"Hey, I was!" I answered with a giggle, remembering Jane's intrusion into my
wank-off session just two days ago.

"That's not the same, Will," Crissy stated firmly. "Jane wasn't hiding."

"Okay, so what's your idea Crissy?" Jane asked.

"Why don't we try to get Mom and Jane together for some instruction with her
vibrator. You know, like a mother/daughter teaching thing?" Crissy grinned.
Oh, the beauty of that idea! I was already getting hard.

"While you two get to watch!" Jane exclaimed somewhat gruffly.

"Hey," I said. "You get to masturbate with Mom which has to be just too cool
to think about! All Crissy and I can do is watch you guys. You've got the
best deal going," I declared.

"But how do I get Mom to go along with this plan of yours, Crissy?" Jane
asked.

"Easy" she said. "You do just like with Will. Walk into her room while she's
doing it and act surprised. Then get her to explain what she's doing and ask
her if you can do it too. I bet it'll be easy!" exclaimed Crissy with a big
smile. "Are you up for it Jane?" Crissy asked.

After a brief pause a tiny smile appeared on Jane's cat-like face. "You
betcha!" she said. She clearly liked the idea. So did I, and it did seem
more fair to our mother. She'd know that one person was watching her. Two
more watching didn't seem to matter as much as when she believed she was
alone, with no one watching. At least we hoped that was so. We were being
little monsters but we were trying our best to be ethical little monsters.

Mom usually came home late Saturday nights after clubbing with her friends
and having a few drinks. It was also, according to Jane, the one night of
the week she never failed to pleasure herself before she fell asleep. That
being the case, we prepared to launch our plan that very night and we
shivered in delightful anticipation.

Crissy and I prepared ourselves to `man' our stations as we finally heard
Mom's car returning down our long driveway. Her car stopped and the engine
was turned off, which was followed by the sound of a car door opening and
slamming shut followed by our mother's familiar quick tapping of her heels
as she ascended the back stair case and entered the house. Our breath caught
in our throats as we heard her make her way upstairs.

We were each in our own bed, as we knew she liked to check on us when she
got home. She first came into my room and I feigned deep sleep as she opened
the door and stood for a moment watching me breathe. Convinced I was all
right she backed out and closed the door. I could hear her repeating the
same ritual in Crissy and Jane's rooms before she finally entered her own
boudoir.

After a few silent moments Crissy and I crept down the hall to Jane's room.
She quietly let us in then we took up our positions in the closet watching
the bedroom as Jane joined us. We all knew to be very still.

Mom had her night table lamp on but seemed to be busy in her private
bathroom. We could see by the soft glow of the lamp her pink and white
coverlet on her bed as it cast warm shadows in the rest of the room. We
could clearly hear mom brushing her teeth then in a few moments she came
into our view. She had on only a pair of white panties and a bra and looked
terrific. In fact she took our collective breath away.

I'd seen my mother in a swimsuit before but hadn't paid much attention to
her figure. Like Jane, she tended to dress rather primly and this hid what
was in fact a knockout body for a woman of 36. Although small framed,
everything was in proportion. Her breasts were a full `C' cup at least and
tapered down to a lean waist and a stunning pair of hips. She had well toned
thighs from all the work and exercise she did and her legs were short but
beautiful. I had to admit it, my Mom was a fox. Her dark chestnut hair was
loose and fell around her shoulders as she stood at the side of her bed.

Reaching behind her, Mom unhooked and removed her bra revealing to us a pair
of succulent breasts capped with long pink nipples. They were round and full
and stood out proudly from her chest in no need of support. Right on Mom! I
thought. Quickly removing her panties she briefly showed us a dark patch of
trimmed pussy hair before she scooted under the covers naked. We looked
quickly at each other behind the wall and grinned.

As Jane had said, the show was not over. Mom reached into her nightstand
drawer and withdrew a paperback. I couldn't see what it was but we later
learned it was one of the Penthouse Letters books. She found a place to read
and we could see one of her hands cupping a breast under the covers. My
little John Thomas was coming instantly awake as I watched her clearly
stroking her nipple as she read the story. We could hear the rustle of the
paper as she turned a page. After a few minutes of this she lay the book
aside and threw back the covers.

Again we were afforded a magnificent view of our mother's glorious body
before she went back to the nightstand to fetch the vibrator we knew was
there. Picking it up she gently stroked it before turning the dial in the
base. A familiar buzz met our ears as she laid it first against her turgid
nipples then lowered it down to entangle the tip in her dark thatch of pubic
hair. Quickly she embedded the length along her slit between her labia and
gave it several rapid strokes. Then sitting partially upright we saw her aim
the tip right at her cunt and begin to insert it. Jane took this as her cue
to leave us.

Crissy and I watched amazed as Mom inserted the full length of the throbbing
vibrator deep inside her moistening pussy and began to fuck herself slowly
with it. The buzz would alternately muffle and clear as the vibrator entered
and left her sopping cunt. Crissy and I were both in a state of high
excitement, our hands between our own legs gently touching ourselves as we
watched our mother openly masturbating before our eyes. Her cheeks were
flushed and a look of astonishment appeared on her face as her stroking
continued.

I couldn't believe how turned on I was, until a few moments later when Jane
silently entered the room and stood at the side of Mom's bed, clad in her
T-shirt and panties. She stood for a second taking in the awesome sight of
our mother, eyes closed tight, pleasuring herself with her vibrator.

"Mom, mom!" she cried out. "Are you all right?" she asked in feigned alarm,
her hands clasped to her astonished looking face.

"Oh my God!" screamed mom as she popped open her eyes and saw Jane before
her. She frantically tried to hide by rolling on her side and dragging the
covers over top of herself. "Yes, yes! I'm fine baby. You weren't supposed
to see this," she whimpered curling up in a ball as the vibrator buzzed away
between her legs. She quickly screwed the end into the `off' position and
the room fell silent. "Oh baby, I'm so embarrassed!" she wailed.

"Mom, were you, uh, masturbating?" Jane asked innocently. "Is THAT what your
crying was all about? Oh, I'm so sorry I interrupted you. I thought you'd
hurt yourself or something!" The look of innocent wonder on her face was
worthy of an Oscar.

"Oh no honey! I'm fine," mom said clearly mortified. "Y-Yes I was
masturbating. I'm so sorry you saw that," she babbled from under the covers,
her face a deep shade of scarlet.

"It's okay mom. Please don't be mad at me!" Jane pleaded. She was clearly
enjoying this moment and was going to milk it for everything it was worth. "
I- I mean, well, I do it too sometimes. I mean it's ... Ohh, I don't know what
I'm saying! Please don't be angry, okay?"  Jane sat down on the bed and
wrapped her arms around mom's small shoulders.

"I'm not angry baby. I'm not angry at all. I-I'm just embarrassed," mom said
hurriedly, and I saw some of the tension ease from her body as she warmed to
Jane's touch in this awkward moment. "You -- you masturbate too?" Mom asked
quietly as she sat upright in bed, the covers tucked under her chin tightly.

"Well, I try. You know, the girls at school told me about it. I know it's
supposed to be okay and everything but I -- I don't think I do it right. And
I don't have a vibrator that's for sure!" Jane laughed, putting a hand to
her mouth.

Mother groaned and put a hand over her eyes. "Oh God," she murmured.

"Please, can I see it?" Jane asked her coyly.

"Oh my, oh God y-yes sure. Why not! The damage is already done," mom said
then thrust it out from under the covers to hold it straight-armed in front
of Jane's face. Her eyes were averted in shame.

"Mom, please don't be embarrassed," Jane pleaded.  "It, it... well I kind of
liked watching you do it," she said as she took the plastic phallus from her
mother's hand. "I'm so glad that I'm not so weird to like doing it and that
you do it too. I just don't want you to feel all creeped out about me
watching you. I love you mom and I'd like to learn how to do it properly, if
-- if you'd like, show me?" Jane asked hopefully.

"Oh baby doll!" mom exclaimed and wrapped her arms around Jane. She started
to both laugh and cry at the same time as she held her close. "I -- I don't
know what to say! You're being really sweet about this but you - you want me
to teach you how to masturbate? Really now, Jane honey..."

"Oh PLEASE mom! It was so cool watching you. I want to learn how, just like
you do it. I -- I have all these thoughts and feelings and I need the release
so bad, mom. Please?" Jane begged shamelessly as Crissy and I stared in awe
at her performance.

Mom sat back and looked at Jane for a few moments before speaking. She
seemed to gather her thoughts. "You understand what you're asking me to do.
You want us to masturbate together? I'm you're mother, honey..." she faltered.
"I mean, I don't think we should do this. It's wrong, isn't it?"

"I don't think so mom! Gosh, who better to teach me! I'm not afraid and I
won't tell anyone!" Jane wheedled. "Besides, I really liked watching you
with that vibrator. You looked so darn sexy mom, you just turned me right
on," she giggled. "I hope you're not offended!" Jane added with a coy smile.

Mom smiled at Jane's remarks. "It turned you ON? Watching me play with
myself? Oh my!" she exclaimed. She paused as this strange new idea played
through her mind. "But -- but ..." A wicked little grin came to her face. "I --
I guess it's okay. But if you ever tell anyone I'll MURDER you!" she
threatened mockingly.

"I promise! I promise!" Jane chanted, clapping her hands.

As we learned shortly mom, or Cynthia as we came to call her later, was
avidly bisexual and had a few naughty thoughts about our Jane as she'd
watched her develop. We didn't know this at the time of course and were
amazed at how easily Jane seemed to talk mom into participating in this
intimate sexual act with her. There were a few years of unbridled lust
contained within mom's small body that were finally going to be unleashed on
Jane this night, little did we know.

"Okay then," mom said with resolve. "Uh - take off your clothes, honey, and
lay down beside me," mom ordered Jane as she moved over and patted the space
beside her. She threw back the covers and tossed them to the foot of the
bed. We again marveled at the sight of mom fully exposed as Jane quickly
removed her shirt and underpants and lay on her back beside our mother. Both
were starkly beautiful in their own way, but the similarities between them
were obvious. The same hair, body structure and facial features with Jane
presenting as a slightly smaller and less developed version of Cynthia.
Their combined beauty astounded me.

"Jane, baby you are so beautiful!" mother gushed as she caught sight of our
sister naked. "Let me look at you a minute," she said as her eyes roved over
Jane's lithe form and took in her small cherry tipped breasts, the tuft of
brown pubic hair between her legs and the slim length of her young legs.
"You're growing into such a gorgeous woman!" she said admiringly.

Glancing over at Crissy I noticed she was naked below the waist with one
hand busy lightly stroking herself between the legs. I was fondling my cock
too and let my underpants drop to the floor. We both stood there
masturbating in anticipation of the action about to unfold.  I was very
close to coming as I noticed Crissy give a sharp intake of breath, clench
her thighs tightly together and squeezed her eyes shut. After a few moments
almost frozen in this position she suddenly smiled over at me and told me
she'd just come. I was envious but wanted to save myself for the scenes I
knew were coming up with Jane and mom.

Turning my attention back to the bedroom I saw Jane propped up on her side
as my mother lay back and parted her nether lips wide with her fingers to
show our sister her glistening pink little clitoris. I drank in the awesome
sight of my mother's naked pussy bared for examination only a few short feet
away from me.

"This is my clit, honey," mother cooed as she lowered a finger down to begin
rubbing it in small circles. "When I touch it like this I get very excited,"
she explained as a look of dull passion began to overtake her features. Her
breathing intensified as Jane watched mom's finger form rapid little circles
over her excited clit. "Now you do it baby," she urged Jane. "Play with your
clitty like I'm doing," she barely whispered. "Let me watch you do it so I
can see if you're doing it right."

Jane was kneeling now on her side of the bed gazing down at the sight of mom
playing with herself. "Like this?" she asked as her right hand moved down
between her legs and found her own hypersensitive button. Jane worked away
at herself in quick little circles all the while staring down at our
mother's hands busy between her own legs. "Am -- am I doing it right momma?"
she gasped as a climax rapidly approached.

"That looks so good baby, yes! Can you feel it? Can you feel your come
starting?" she asked Jane urgently as her own hand continued stroking
herself. "I think you've got it Jane honey! Don't stop baby! Let it come!
Come for me baby Ohhhh! Ohhhh! I'm coming baby, I'm coming so hard!" mom
screamed as a great orgasm engulfed her small frame. Mom shook and quivered
with the power of her sexual release but continued to stare intently into
Jane's crotch, not wanting to miss a moment of the action.

"Yes momma I can feel it!" panted Jane as she worked away feverishly at
herself. Her fingers stopped their circular motion and took on long and fast
strokes as she sluiced her finger up and down her sopping wet slit. As
Crissy and I watched Jane's back arched and a great shuddering overtook her
whole body. Slowly a low wail escaped her lips as wave after wave of sexual
pleasure pulsated through her body. Jane shivered and shook then collapsed
into mother's arms. "Oh GOD momma!" she cried into her shoulder "I came
momma! I really CAME!" she cried again.

With that I let my own orgasm go and spurted my boy come against the
wallboard of Jane's closet. Crissy watched me then ran her fingers around my
little cock and balls, savoring the slippery mess my come had created there.

"That was SO hot!" Crissy whispered to me and laughed. I had to agree. We
returned to our peepholes.

"Oh baby I've never come so fast before!"" exclaimed mom as she tightly
embraced Jane's quivering form. "Are you okay baby?" she asked quickly,
running her hand down Jane's hair to her back.

"Yes momma! I've never felt anything that good before! Momma, I love you so
much! Thank you momma, thank you!" Jane gushed into mom's shoulder. Jane was
clearly sobbing now as mom gently rocked her in her arms. I don't think Jane
was acting any more. This was the culmination of a ton of her own hidden
desires and they were finally let loose and had found expression.

After a few minutes mom whispered into Jane's ear. "Baby, I want you to
spend the night with me. Is -- is that okay?"

"Of course it is," mumbled Jane as they looked finally into each other's
eyes. The moment was exquisitely poignant as their lips slowly came together
for their first lover's kiss. "I didn't -- uh -- know how much I felt for you
momma until now," Jane said as they broke briefly apart. "I just want to get
something from my room and I'll be right back, okay?" Jane asked quickly.

"Certainly darling," mom replied as Jane got up and headed our way.

As she came in the room she was smiling all over her face but she got
serious for a moment. "Okay you guys, you've seen enough for tonight. I'll
tell you all about it tomorrow. I want some privacy now, don't you know,"
she announced quietly. Crissy and I gathered up our things and quickly made
our way to my room, giving mom and Jane all the solitude they wished. We
didn't feel the need to intrude any further into their lives and we were
delightfully happy for them both. The next day began our new lives together.

Crissy and I fell into my bed together and fucked our little brains out for
at least another hour. The sight we had witnessed had totally inflamed us
and our passions had to be slaked. Holding Crissy gently in my arms we
drifted off to sleep in wondrous anticipation of what the next day might
bring.



CHAPTER 5


Crissy and I awoke before dawn and had a quick discussion of the previous
night's events. We were both still pleasantly shocked at how our mother had
fallen so quickly into such wicked embraces with our sister Jane. Their
passion was stunning and left us both drooling in anticipation, yet fearful
of what was to come next.

"Wasn't mom awesome!" Crissy whispered to me in bed. "She got me so hot
watching her. She and Jane are really gonna get into it," she predicted.

"I know! I was so turned on. Do you think Jane's gonna tell her about us?" I
asked with some concern. At this point I felt a little confused. Nothing
prepares a 10 year old boy for the image of his mother having passionate sex
with his older sister while he secretly watches and masturbates together
with his female twin. It's not in a manual somewhere.

"We better talk to Jane real quick this morning," Crissy said. I couldn't
have agreed more.

It wasn't long before we heard Jane in the hallway returning to her own room
after her night of raucous incestuous sex with mom. Crissy and I waited a
few minutes then made our way quietly to her room and slowly opened the
door. Jane was sitting upright in bed bare breasted, with a big smile on her
face.

"It was incredible!" Jane announced to us. "We had sex all night long and
I'm exhausted. Mom is so cool you guys!"

"You didn't tell her about us did you?" I asked Jane.

"No silly, but we did talk about you guys. Mom thinks there's something
going on between you two, but she doesn't know for sure," Jane told us as a
bolt of fear shot through me. "It's cool though. She thinks it's cute. Can
you believe it?"

Crissy and I giggled at the thought. "So what do we do now?" You're not
going to tell are you?" I asked her still worried that things were spinning
out of control for me.

"No. I'll let you guys decided what you want to do but I bet mom is open to
all four of us being together." Jane said with a smile. "Wouldn't that be
fun? I'd really like to watch you fuck her Will. That would be so awesome!"
Jane laughed.

I was a bit taken aback by Jane's frankness but I came to relish the idea
she had proposed. I just wasn't sure how that was ever going to happen. I
needn't have worried of course. Forces stronger than I were already at work.

The three of us curled up in Jane's bed and had a little nap together. It
was delicious feeling the naked bodies of my sisters on either side of me as
we drifted off to a short but satisfying slumber. We awoke as we heard mom
rattling the breakfast dishes down stairs. Quickly scurrying back to our
respective rooms we dressed to meet the day, after showering and grooming
ourselves. Mom was a stickler on appearance and cleanliness.

When all four of us were gathered in the kitchen I took the time to look at
mom with new eyes. She was truly beautiful, curvy and sexy. I'd never really
noticed before. Crissy was looking at her the same way with a hungry little
smile on her face. Mom wore a dark blue halter-top and matching shorts, all
of which emphasized her sensual figure for us. She seemed a bit distracted
and had a little smile on her face as she served us bacon and eggs. I kept
staring at her breasts, remembering what they looked like with their big
hard nipples standing upright from their melon- like shape and ate without
really tasting anything.

After breakfast Crissy and I went outside to play. Jane remained inside with
mom helping her to clean up. We laughed and giggled together for over an
hour before Jane came looking for us. We were in the barn and invited her up
to our loft. As her head appeared above the floor level we could see she was
smiling happily to herself. She sat down across from us.

"Mom wants to talk to you guys," she announced with a big grin. "I think she
wants to tell you about her and I and to see if that's cool with you. I told
her that you guys were very mature and able to handle it and she doesn't
want it to be secret from you. At least I think that's what she wants to
say," Jane concluded.

Crissy and I just looked at each other, awestruck by this summons so soon
after the dirty deed. "Should we tell?" Crissy asked Jane. "I mean about
Will and I?"

"I think it would be okay, you know? But just see what she has to say. Mom
is way cool about this sex stuff. She's told me lots that you don't know
yet," Jane smiled mysteriously. I couldn't wait to find out what that meant.
"But don't tell her you were watching her last night, please? I don't think
she'd like that," Jane implored. We both quickly agreed it would remain our
little secret.

The three of us returned to the house and Jane went her own way leaving
Crissy and I alone to face our mother. With both fear and anticipation we
stood before her in the kitchen as she finished washing her hands at the
sink. She turned around to greet us with a tentative smile on her face. She
seemed a little nervous which I thought was good. I was nervous too and so
was Crissy.

"Let's go up to my room," mom suggested after looking at us both a few
furtive times and then ushered us up the stairs. She climbed along behind us
until we all stood before her door and she threw it open. As we entered we
could see that our spy holes had remained undetected and that mom had made
up her bed carefully. She sat on the side of it and had us sit in the two
chairs she had opposite.

"Something happened between Jane and I last night, " she began. Crissy and I
remained silent looking at her. We could feel her discomfort and I so wanted
to reach out and relieve her anxiety but I let her proceed in her own way.
"We -- we have become lovers," she gasped out at last. "We slept together
last night and had sex and I'd like that relationship to continue. But not
if it hurts you two in any way," she stated plainly, her eyes cast
downwards. We could see that her face was flushed with embarrassment as she
struggled to regain some composure. "I don't want there to be any secrets in
this house," she concluded as a tear made its way down her flushed cheek.

My heart went out to her. It was incredibly brave of her to disclose such a
thing to us, although of course we already knew about her and Jane. "Oh
mom!" I cried as I ran up to her. "It's really okay mom. Please don't cry,"
I begged plaintively. "I'm just so glad you're happy. You've been so all
alone since dad left and I think it's great that you have Jane now," I told
her sincerely.

Crissy came up, sat on the other side of mom and put her arm around her. "I
think it's terrific and I'm even a little jealous," she proclaimed. Mom
looked up at her with a smile on her face.

"Jealous?" mom asked incredulously.

"Yes, cause I think you're the best and sexiest mom in the world and who
wouldn't want to have sex with you?" Crissy giggled and kissed mom's cheek.
I snuggled up closer and kissed her on the other one.

"I hope you like boys too," I said tasting her salty tears on my lips. At
this point I really didn't want to be left out of the scene! Mom reassured
me by hugging me close.

"Yes, I like boys," mom laughed. "But I've always liked girls too. Are you
shocked at your wicked old mother?"

"No mom" I replied. "Crissy and I have been, uh having sex together for
awhile now..." I stammered out loud, amazed at my boldness in disclosing our
secret so quickly. "I mean -- we love each other and it doesn't feel wrong at
all. I know other people might not like it but as far as I'm concerned it's
none of their business!" I blurted out.
Crissy looked a bit shocked at my disclosure but mom just laughed. "I
thought you guys were up to something!" she said with a grin. Crissy gave me
a look of relief and I knew it was okay with her that I'd told mom about us.

"You're not upset?" I asked mom cautiously.

"No, of course not Will. My brother and sisters all had sex with me and each
other when we were growing up. Do you remember my Aunt Lucy, my mom's
sister? We had lots of sex together too. She's the one who first taught me
how good it can be, especially with another girl," mom said.

Crissy and I were both amazed at mom's revelation of her past incestuous
history but delighted to be included in a long-standing family tradition it
seemed. It was okay. What a relief!

"So, you mean it's okay if Will and I sleep together and stuff? You won't be
all upset?" Crissy asked mom cautiously.

"I don't mind at all honey. If you two love each other like you say then
it's okay with me. I think sex is wonderful when everybody cares about each
other. Nothing else really matters, does it?" she asked us rhetorically. "I
-- I just want to be sure that everything is out in the open and nobody gets
hurt, okay?"

"So does that mean we can have sex with you too then?" asked Crissy
mischievously as she wrapped both arms around mom.

"Mmm, yes it does. I'd love that but only if you want to honey. And you too
Will. How do you feel about that baby?" mom asked me as she gently stroked
my face and looked into my eyes.

I gazed back at her with wonder and adoration. "Gosh mom sure I want to! I
think you are just so beautiful and wonderful! Please!" I pleaded openly.
Mom and Crissy both laughed at my eagerness.

"Tell you what Will," mom said next. "Come over here and lie down on my bed
in the middle. I want to see what Crissy is all so excited about.' As she
said this she began moving her hand up my thigh then moved it up to cup my
little balls and throbbing cock. I stared at her hand in wonder as she began
to rub me through my shorts.

"Mom, that is so cool!" Crissy exclaimed as she stared at mom's busy hand.
She looked at her and smiled.

Take off your clothes honey, don't be shy," she cooed to Crissy. "And you
too, my big little man!" Crissy and I obeyed immediately, only too aware of
my small hard on that had appeared during our talk. When I scooted off my
shorts, shirt and underwear (and Crissy too) mom gazed down at my boy-sized
erection with almost clinical interest. She then watched eagerly as Crissy
knelt naked on the other side of me lightly rubbing a nipple and gazing
raptly at my mom's hand in action on my now naked body.

"Oh honey doll, it's so sweet!" mom gurgled as she lovingly grasped my
swollen little prick in her hand and began stroking it. "Your growing to be
quite the young man with a big ol' cock to go with it. Do you like it when I
play with you like that?" she asked me with a big grin. My satisfied groan
was all the encouragement she needed. "Now you wait a minute. Mom's gonna
strip for you guys. Gonna show you her bod!" And she did, first removing her
top and freeing her succulent breasts then unzipping her shorts and letting
them fall. Her small blue panties followed quickly and Crissy and I were
soon standing enraptured by the sight of our naked mom in all her sexy
natural glory.

We both stared up at her as she next cupped her breasts and held them for
our inspection. "You like?" she asked us coyly. We just laughed and reveled
in the sight of her unashamed nakedness. Her pink nipples were hard as
little stones and we could detect the faint aroma of her arousal seeping
from her damp, hairy pussy. I couldn't wait to get my hands (and other body
parts) on her. The look in Crissy's eyes told the same story.

I had a moment's reflection here at this joyous turn of events. I was alone
naked with two of the three women I loved most in the world. My heart
swelled with pride and desire that they both wanted me as badly as I wanted
them. I knew others would think this all very wrong but I couldn't see the
harm in anything I was feeling or experiencing. The harm, I thought, would
all come from their reaction should we be caught.

My conscience freed, I took up mom's invitation to feel her bare titties.
Crissy and I each took a breast in our hands and felt it's smooth softness
and the contrasting rubbery hardness of her nipple. It wasn't long before we
each had them in our mouths. I savored the taste and feel of my mother's tit
and suckled her like the avid, horny infant I felt myself to be then. Crissy
was equally busy. Mom moaned out her pleasure as she gently guided our heads
with her hands.

"Let's lie down," mom urged us and we arranged ourselves on either side of
her in the middle of her large bed. "Let me touch you both," she said and
grabbed my turgid cock in one hand while she lightly stroked Crissy's wet
little slit with her long slender finger. What a sensation as I continued
working away at her breast. Crissy had her thighs scissored around mom's leg
now and had reached down to feel her furry soft pussy. "Oh yes baby," mom
panted. "Feel my pussy. Put your fingers inside me Crissy. Baby, fuck me
with your little hand!" she moaned. We discovered mom's little kink for
dirty talk!

Crissy complied with a will and was soon pumping away inside mom's cunt
while mom continued to jack me off. I could feel my own come approaching as
I watched Crissy at work and then saw the look of total bliss on mom's face
as Crissy's fingers worked their magic inside her. She was alternately
staring at mom's pussy and her face as she drove her towards an urgent
climax. Mom reached down and began rubbing her own clit in time with
Crissy's strokes and soon the floodgates burst.

"Sweet Jesus!" mom wailed out loud. "I'm coming!" she screamed as her back
arched off the bed and she grabbed Crissy's hand between her legs, forcing
her fingers deeper inside her hot pulsating cunt. I could see the juices
pouring out to coat Crissy's hand.  Gradually mom sobbed her way back to a
contented stillness as the waves of her orgasm washed through her whole
body. She trembled slightly as Crissy and I moved up to embrace her on
either side.

"Oh sweet heaven that was great!" mom gasped as we held her tightly. "You
guys are so good. I love you both so much! My sweet babies, you made me come
like I've never done before," she praised us.

Crissy and I laughed at her compliments and felt a delicious warmth flood
through us, that we had given mom such pleasure. We were also horny as hell.
Neither of us had come ourselves yet, something mom was quick to note.

"Now it's your turn," she said to us. "Do -- do you want to fuck me Will? You
know, put your cock inside me? I really want to feel you there." She said a
bit hesitantly, unsure if she had gone too far in her request.

"More than anything, mom! Yeah! And -- and Crissy and I fuck too. It's okay"
I hastened to reassure her. "Just help me in, okay?" I asked, positioning
myself between her outstretched legs. So saying she took hold of my cock and
guided it inside her. What a sensation! She was so hot, moist and tight I
felt myself almost compelled to begin grinding my hips against her, driving
my young prick as deep as I could into her waiting cunt. It didn't take me
long to climax after all the preceding events and mom held me close against
her big breasts and whispered sweet little nothings in my ear as I returned
to planet Earth.

"Your turn sweetie," mom said to Crissy as I rolled off her. "Sit on my face
honey. I want to eat that darling little pussy of yours. Would you like
that?" she asked.

"God yes mom!" enthused Crissy as she straddled our mom's neck. Holding her
pink pussy lips open she lowered it to mom's waiting mouth. She quickly
smothered mom with her sopping wet cunt and proceeded to ride her face and
tongue with rapid little grinds of her hips. I watched enthralled as mom's
hand next came around from behind and began to play with Crissy's cute butt
then stuck a finger against her little asshole. Crissy gasped out her
pleasure.

"God mom that feels good! Put it in my bum! Don't stop! Please, don't stop!"
she wailed. Mom responded by inserting her finger up to at least the second
knuckle as she continued to suck on Crissy's hot little clit. "Fuck my ass
momma! Oooo that feels so good in there!" she cried as mom rapidly finger
fucked Crissy's tight little backside. I'd never done that with her. Now I
knew!

It wasn't long before Crissy climaxed. With a great shudder she threw her
head back and moaned as she came hard into mom's lapping mouth. Mom's finger
continued its ministrations to her ass for a few moments then Crissy rolled
over and lay beside mom opposite to me. Crissy snuggled up tight and mom
warmly embraced us both.

"I love you both so much," mom purred. I brought my face up to hers and
began kissing her, relishing the taste of Crissy still smeared across her
lips and cheeks. Her tongue probed inside my mouth as I continued to kiss
then we broke apart. I gazed into her warm brown eyes and saw for the first
time that look of playfulness and love that I've come to cherish. "Then you
guys are okay with this?" she asked.

"You betcha!" Crissy pronounced and I quickly added my heartfelt agreement.

We lay there snug and happy for a few minutes until a sound at the door
caught our attention. "Jane!" my mother hollered. "Don't you ever knock!"
she said as we all dissolved into laughter. Mom was a bit puzzled by our
reaction, not knowing of course that Jane's intrusiveness was the catalyst
to everything that had happened up to now. It seemed only ironically proper
that she should catch us all once again as a prelude to our new life
together.



CHAPTER 6


Jane stood in the doorway to mom's room with a look of astonished pleasure
on her face. Crissy mom and I were at right angles to her and cuddled
together naked in mom's bed.  She stared down at us for a few moments taking
in the sight. There was no hiding the fact that she had caught us all
freshly fucked. Our looks of contented langour told it all.

"Holy cow, mom! You didn't waste any time, did you?" Jane exclaimed. When
Crissy and I broke out in laughter mom realized that Jane was okay with what
had happened and held her arms out to welcome her in to our new family
relationship.

"Jane honey, I'm just so glad we can all be together like this. I've been so
lonely and this is making me just way too happy!" mom burbled as she pulled
Jane into our circle. "Do you want to get naked too, baby Jane?" mom asked
hopefully.

Jane's reply was to stand up and remove her clothes. For 13 she was a
stunner and I could feel myself getting hard again looking at her. Mom was
not a little impressed herself and sat up to caress Jane's small titties
with her hands, bringing her pretty pink nipples into an excited state of
attention. From there she wrapped her arms around Jane and pulled her down
to the bed. Crissy and I moved out of the way as our mom and sister embraced
and kissed each other passionately, mom rolling herself on top of Jane.

When their kiss finally ended Jane looked up at mom and smiled. "So I guess
you told them about us huh?" she laughed.

"Yes I did honey, and then we fucked ourselves silly. Isn't that wicked?"
mom giggled. "It seems that these two," she said, pointing to Crissy and I,
"have been going at it like rabbits all along. Isn't that BAD?" she laughed,
looking over at Jane then back to us. "Have you guys, well, done it yet?
Fucked? I think you said you did. That's amazing! How wonderful for you!"

"We have mom," I answered. "Crissy and I are special, just like you and Jane
are," I explained as best I could in my 10 year old way. "But what we have
all together like this is just so nice too. Please Jane, is it okay if we
have sex and stuff with you guys too?" I asked her.

"Oh yes, little one," Jane snickered. "You're the only man around here so
you're going to get quite a work out from all of us I'm sure! Think your
little pecker is up for the job?" she giggled.

"Yeah, it is. You've just got to leave some left for Crissy though!" I
demanded. They all laughed and turned their attention to my stiffening pego
sprouting proudly out of my lap.  "She has first dibs always," I told them
as I looked into her eyes and saw her smile back at me.

We all agreed to respect each other's relationship and to do nothing behind
the other's back. We could all have sex with whomever we wished provided our
partners agreed. Crissy and I thus blessed mom and Jane's relationship and
they ours. It was a wondrous moment and it allowed us to experiment freely
with each other without invoking any caustic jealousy or envy. It seemed
like we had some nuptials to celebrate afterwards.

"Crissy, I want you honey," mom said as she held open her arms. Crissy and
mom embraced lying on the bed and proceeded to kiss each other passionately.
It was a thrilling sight to see Crissy and mom locked together, mouths
working furiously away at each other. Crissy slipped a leg between mom's
thigh and began humping herself as their kissing continued. Meanwhile mom's
hand couldn't get enough of Crissy's tight little ass. I knew how she felt.

Jane and I watched them for a few moments totally enjoying their freedom and
passion before she dragged me down beside her. "Okay Will. It seems you've
fucked everyone but me," she whispered between kisses. "I want some too!"
she said.
Jane and I embraced and my hands began to play with her little titties,
feeling her nipples come erect as I toyed with them. Our tongues danced
joyfully together in our mouths as we ground out our lusty feelings for each
other, hips thrusting, hands groping. She grabbed my cock and began stroking
me off and I reciprocated, feeling the warm juices build in her tight slit
as I masturbated her.

"Get on top of me Will. Put it in me now. I want it, Will. Please fuck me!"
Jane panted in my ear. I sat up to kneel between her legs and saw mom and
Crissy still entangled together, hands now busy between each other's legs.
They were oblivious to us.

"This might hurt, Jane," I warned her, remembering my deflowering of Crissy
just days before.

"No, it's okay Will. Mom broke it last night. Please, just fuck me now!" she
pleaded with me.

I couldn't refuse such a request had I wanted to. Taking my hard little
demon in my hand I guided it to Jane's moist crack and felt it slip inside
her. She was almost as tight as Crissy and wetter too. She began to buck and
moan, helping me to build up a furious rhythm with her. "Yes, fuck me
please! Fuck me!" she snarled into my ear as we pounded together. "Harder!"
she screamed. I could hear the juices sluicing round my cock as we fucked.
The feeling was almost unbearable as I continued thrusting my hard little
cock into her virgin pussy. "I'm gonna come Will! I'm COMING!" she screamed
as a savage contraction shook her slender young body.

"Ohmygod, ohmygod," Jane kept muttering as her orgasm peaked and faded. I
still had fuel to burn however. Jane felt me thrusting away and urged me on.
"Yes Will, fuck me more! Come inside me! I want to feel you come inside me!"
she encouraged me. She grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands and began
grinding my hips into her. The moment finally came and I burst forth with a
spray of hot jism inside her, feeling like every drop I had was being sucked
out of my cock by her hot, agile little cunt.

I collapsed on top of Jane as the aftershocks of my orgasm coursed through
me. I could still feel my cock pulsating in response to the workout Jane had
given it. The sensation was almost painful as my tired little member began
to shrink inside her. I held on to her tightly as we rocked ourselves
together in a moment of soul shattering bliss that transcended any need for
words.

As Jane and I gradually came down from our sexual peak we glanced over at
mom and Crissy. Crissy's mouth was busy drinking in as much come juice as
mom could produce at that moment. Lying with her bare little pussy beside
mom's breast her head was firmly planted between her legs, sucking and
licking away at mom's glistening sex for all she was worth. Mom was groaning
in agony as she squeezed and massaged a nipple and wrapped her other arm
tight around Crissy's ass. As her orgasm began her hand clutched hard at the
flesh of Crissy's butt cheek and I watched her face tighten into a hard
rictus of a smile as a throbbing shudder charged through her body and a loud
cry came from her throat.

"Oh GOD baby, you're good!" mom panted "God your good! Oh baby, I've never
had my pussy eaten like that before!" She couldn't stop the praises. Crissy
finally looked up at all of us with a big wet grin on her face, mom's come
juice spread from her chin to eye brows, and fell against mom's chest
hugging her closely.

Jane and I moved to surround them both as we all began to take in the
enormity of what had just happened for all of us. It was a pivotal moment in
our lives, no doubt about it. I had never felt such excitement, love and
pleasure before or since. The love we felt for each other at that moment was
overwhelming.

After the glow wore off some we all showered, dressed and went downstairs
for lunch. We were all pleasantly tired and, it being a lazy Sunday, after
eating we decided to head for our lake. When we arrived clothing became
strictly optional and we all quickly stripped to the buff, a new tradition
that hasn't varied over the years except when guests are present, and
sometimes even then. But that's another story.

As Crissy and I enjoyed the cool water of our mountain fed lake we watched
mom and Jane make lazy love on the beach. After a mutual climax they joined
us in the water. We splashed around together then Crissy and I went ashore
to indulge our own passions.

"Fuck me Will," Crissy whispered urgently in my ear as we kissed deeply. My
hands encased her hard little ass as I laid her down on the blanket. After
stroking each other's privates awhile I climbed between her lithe young legs
and inserted myself in her hot wet cunny. I felt like I was home. We
finished our lovemaking to find mom and Jane watching us intently, looks of
passionate wonder in their eyes.

"Oh kids, that was so beautiful!" mom gushed as Jane just laughed. We all
collected on the blanket and hugged and kissed each other fondly, but this
time with more love and less passion. We decided it was time for a rest.
After Crissy and I quickly cooled and cleaned ourselves in the lake we all
lay down for a quick late afternoon snooze.

When we awoke we dressed and returned home. Mom was particular about keeping
our clothes on except when in private. For everyday occasions like driving
in the car or eating a meal she insisted we dress. This suited us fine and
made the times we were naked together more exciting and special. Too,
company could arrive at anytime!

That evening we gathered in our large cozy living room in anticipation of
another night of raw sex. And such it turned out to be.

Boldly, I started the proceedings. "Mom can I undress you?" I asked her with
a hungry little smile on my face.

"Sure baby," she laughed. "Come here honey." I scooted over between her legs
as she sat on the couch waiting for me.

With no further urging I began to unbutton mom's white cotton blouse and
drank in the sight of her deep cleavage. Her breasts were encased in a white
filmy bra through which I could just make out her large pink nipples. I
gently slid her blouse over her shoulders and she shrugged her way out of
it. Sitting there in just her bra I couldn't resist and cupped each of her
big titties in my hands. After fondling them a few seconds I reached behind
her and fumbled at her bra clasp. Mom smiled at my efforts. "Here, let me
help," she said and reached back to undo it. Her bra fell loose and free and
her glorious tits were revealed to us. I gasped and to this day never tire
at the sight of them.

Turning my attention to her shorts I undid the top button and ran down her
zipper. I caught sight of her sparkling clean panties as she raised up and I
tugged her shorts down and off her. She again raised her hips as I peeled
away her panties to reveal her neatly trimmed dark brown bush and moistening
pussy lips. I smiled up at her from the floor as she sat fully exposed
before me on the couch.

Crissy and Jane meanwhile had undressed them selves and hurried to sit on
either side of mom. They both began playing with her breasts as mom's arms
went around them. Looking down she shook her pussy at me, inviting me to
join in. I eagerly plunged my mouth down on her succulent sex and began to
lick and suck away at her clit. My fingers quickly found her opening and
inserted themselves as I started up a fast fucking rhythm in her hot wet
cunt.

Mom began to moan out her pleasure as our actions continued. "Yes Will, eat
my pussy baby! Finger fuck my cunt honey! Fast and hard, just like that!"
she gasped harshly. Her words inflamed me and I began stroking my cock as I
ate her out. Looking up briefly I could see mom now kissing Jane and
fondling her tits as Crissy sucked on one of her nipples and played with
herself too. It was an amazing sight and one I felt privileged to witness.

Mom's climax came quickly. "Oh fuck!" she cried. "I'm coming! Fuck me harder
Will! I'm coming!" she screamed in ecstasy. I pumped away furiously with my
hand. As she shuddered and quaked out her orgasm, right beside her Crissy
began to apply rapid little strokes to her own sweet puss. We watched avidly
as she masturbated herself to an equally thrilling come after which she fell
across mom's lap with a huge, satisfied grin on her face.

"Crissy, you are so hot!" mom cooed. She leaned down and kissed her waiting
mouth as Crissy wrapped her arms around her neck. They pulled apart after a
good few minutes of very hot and sexy kissing. "I'm so glad you've all
learned to masturbate. It's so much fun!" mom giggled as she lightly stroked
Crissy's pink little nether lips. "My mom would have freaked at the thought
of us kids playing with ourselves. I want you guys to feel comfortable about
it, and not feel ashamed," she said warmly.

"We know how mom," Crissy said. "Will and I do it together sometimes, don't
we Will?" she said looking in my direction. I shook my head in reply.

"You're poor little cock is still so hard Will," mom said to me gazing at my
rampant prick. "Can we watch you masturbate honey? Would you like to do that
for us?" Mom looked around and saw total agreement in the faces of her two
daughters. "I love watching a man play with his cock," mom cajoled. Crissy
and Jane added their requests to moms and soon all three were seated on the
couch as I sat on the floor with my throbbing little dick in my hand. Who
could refuse such entreaties?

I began slowly, moving my hand up and down my turgid cock, aware that it
would not take much stroking to make me come yet again that day. I put one
arm behind me and spread my legs wide as I continued to work away at myself.
I put my head back and closed my eyes briefly as the warm sensation in my
hard cock flooded through the rest of me. I moved my hand faster, up and
down the shaft as I felt my pre-cum start to ooze out the end of my
overheated prick. I opened my eyes to see Crissy, mom and Jane all leaning
forward in eager anticipation, their eyes glazed over with lust as I
masturbated for them.

Seeing them was all it took. A big spurt of boy-cum shot out of me and fell
to the carpet. More semen dribbled out and coated my thrusting cock as my
hand continued to stroke out every last drop. I shuddered and shook with the
power of it. I'd just jacked off in front of my mother and two sisters. Who
would believe it? What a trip! All three came down to embrace me and run
their fingers through my sticky come.

"That was so special. Thank you Will," mom purred gratefully into my ear. "I
love watching you do that honey," she said. "You make so much jism for a boy
your age!"

"You really turn me on little brother," Jane chimed in my other ear while
running her hand over my wet and now flaccid cock and balls.

Crissy meantime was in front of me with her golden smile and shining red
hair. "He's mine," Crissy declared in mock severity. Mom and Jane laughed
and parted from me, allowing Crissy full access to my body. She snuggled up
close and kissed my ear. "Now it's you guys' turn," Crissy told mom and
Jane. "We want to watch you play with yourselves too!" she giggled, putting
a hand in front of her mouth. I added my endorsement to her request.

Mom and Jane looked at each other and passed an embarrassed little smile to
each other before sitting together on the couch. Jane put her left leg over
moms' right and they both spread themselves wide. As Crissy and I stared
entranced, each brought her right hand down to lightly tangle her fingers in
dark brown pussy fur. Mom stared right at me as her finger began making
rapid little circles around her clit. Jane's eyes were closed as she sluiced
up and down her tight little slit with her middle finger. It took only a few
seconds for their initial nervousness to wear off before they began to truly
get into it.

Our whole family were confirmed voyeurs, but mom and Jane both discovered
their exhibitionist side that night. Mom's eyes remained open as Crissy and
I watched her bring her left nipple up to her lips and begin to suck it.
Three fingers meanwhile had found their way into her juicy cunt and we
watched in amazement as she began to rapidly finger fuck herself.

"You like watching me?' mom panted. "You like watching me play with my hot
cunt, little ones? Yes, I can see you do!" she said with a little chuckle.
"You like that dirty talk too, don't you honeys!" she added. Crissy and I
smiled in acknowledgment. "You want to see me and Jane fuck our wet little
pussies for you, don't you babies! Yes! You want to watch your wicked old
momma play with herself for you," she laughed as she continued to frig away
at herself.  I loved to hear her soft, prim voice utter these raunchy
profanities.

Crissy and I stared in awe as mom and Jane continued masturbating in front
of us. Jane was fast approaching her own orgasm as her fingers became a blur
between her legs. She opened her eyes and looked over at mom busily engaged
with four fingers pounding in and out of her cunt in rapid succession. Mom
was peaking and this took Jane over the edge as well. They both climaxed at
about the same time with great wonderful shakes and shivers. As they both
came down from their sexual high in little waves and ripples of movement in
their bodies they slowly moved their mouths together and softly kissed. It
was a truly awesome sight.

Jane lay exhausted with her head on mom's shoulder while mom had her arm
across her forehead and a look of immense satisfaction on her face. They
both lay still in contented apres fuck mode for several minutes. Crissy and
I actually applauded which caused them to giggle and the spell was broken.

"That was so cool, you guys!" Crissy exclaimed in total amazement at the
performance her sister and mother had just performed for us. It truly was
cool.

We retired to mom's room after this, where we all slept together that night
for the first time. Naturally, we had a long talk first and some exciting
gropings and fondlings, but we were played out for that day. Before sleep
overtook us mom told us about her past sexual adventures with her brothers
and sisters and others along the way. We were quite startled to know of this
licentious history but also intrigued. I hope one day mom writes her own
book.

In the meantime our family dynamic had changed dramatically to say the
least. As time went by, together we faced enormous perils but we also
experienced some of the best things life has to offer. We had no idea of the
adventure we were about to embark upon.


END OF PART ONE.

Your comments are my only reward. Please write.

starsapphire_34@hotmail.com

Copyright 2003 By Star Stevenson. All rights reserved.




The Dashwood Chronicles

PART TWO
Crissy's Story

7.

Will has told of the events of that fateful summer when he and I, then Mom
and Jane became lovers and how the four of us came together. Thanks to
Will's boldness that day at the lake, when he showed me his dear little
hard-on, a whole series of events followed that he has just related. It is
now my joyful duty to take up the rest of the story, as my role becomes more
central to what eventually happened.

School began two days after the four of us first came together. Jane was in
Middle School and Will and I were in the same class in Elementary School. We
were a little distracted the first couple of days by all that had happened
but Mom kept us on a tight leash. Schoolwork came before sex and romance!
Will and I were only allowed to sleep together on weekends until we proved
we could keep our marks up. To be fair the same went for Mom and Jane.

We began to notice our classmates a little more closely. We had become well
sexualized now and so saw our peers differently this year. Several people in
our school completely turned me on, something Will and I discussed the first
few weeks we were back. He was having the same experience, so we decided to
have a family conference around the matter.

"It's okay for you guys to have lovers outside the family," Mom counselled.
"Just remember we have to keep our relationship here secret. If people found
out about us our whole family would be torn apart. We also need to consider
each other's feelings. Jealousy is just too toxic," she shuddered. "That's
where my family relationships all came all went wrong. We weren't open with
each other about who we were seeing and how we felt." She fell silent for a
moment. "We didn't put our family first," she concluded.

We understood. I really couldn't imagine having sex with anyone besides Will
right then but I knew where my desires might take me, especially with other
girls. I suggested that maybe a girlfriend would be okay but not a
boyfriend. Then Will spoke up and surprised us all.

"Then can I have a boyfriend?" Will asked with a big grin on his face.

"You want to have a boyfriend?" Mom asked surprised.

"Yeah," he replied. "I mean it's okay if you guys like girls, right? So
please don't be upset because I also like boys!" Will asserted. Of course it
hadn't occurred to us that he might be bisexual and might want his own male
partners that the family couldn't provide. Personally I thought he was very
brave in making this announcement and I supported him completely. It only
took a few seconds for Mom and Jane to come around as well.

"Honey, I'm not upset at all!" Mom told Will "You go and make the best life
for yourself you can. I think it's terrific that you like boys too. We'll
all get the best of both worlds!" Mom laughed. "But for right now you're my
man," Mom told Will. "For now no men for me besides you, okay baby?" Will
agreed and Jane promised the same. We all felt clear about our boundaries.
No lovers of the opposite sex yet. Everything would be out in the open and
no one should get hurt. Thus supplied with our `rules of engagement' we set
forth into the world. And then along came Constanza.

Connie was new to our town. Brookfield had only 20,000 people and she had
come from metropolitan Vancouver so she felt a bit awkward at first. I could
see her discomfort and so I went up to her during our first lunch break to
introduce myself.

Connie was as tall as me but with beautiful straight black hair, brown eyes
and nicely tanned skin. She was quite attractive but I wasn't seeking her
out as a sexual partner at first. I was totally drawn to her personality.
She seemed bright and funny, but without that cruel streak that sometimes
develops in gifted people less sure of their place in the world. Connie, in
spite of her strange new rural surroundings, seemed to be the master of
herself. I was drawn to her for that reason I think.

"I've been to Vancouver lots," I told her on first meeting. "Brookfield must
seem a bit of a drag for you huh?" I commiserated.  Melinda looked at me and
grinned.

"No, it's okay," she said. "We've got a cool house and even a horse barn. My
dad's going to get me my own horse, can you believe it?" she gasped. "We
both wanted to be in the country so it's okay here."

Loving Dashwood as I did I understood her feelings. "I'm glad. I like it
here too and you can't have your own horse in Vancouver!" I quipped. "So
what does your father do?"

"He's the new doctor in town. I thought everyone knew," she told me.

"Oh that's right! You're Connie Williams. Of course! I forgot. Our mom's the
paralegal at Stan Dentry's law office and a weekend store clerk sometimes.
Cynthia Sterling," I informed her.

"Hey, I met her when my dad was building our house! She's that nice pretty
lady with the shiny brown hair. She's always dressed SO neat!" Connie
complimented.

"Yeah, that's Mom. She's pretty cool. The best one we've ever had!" I joked.

I explained to Connie that our father was no longer around and that we were
a quote single parent family unquote. So was Connie's. She and her Dad were
alone after her mother abandoned the family and returned to Europe several
years ago, a move they didn't regret. It seemed we had something in common.
Our father never took any interest in us and Mom seldom talked about him.
The same was true of Connie's mother.

It wasn't long before Connie and I became new best friends, which pleased us
both immensely. And through our friendship she came to know Will. The three
of us would hang out at lunch sometimes, or Will or I would spend time alone
with her on different occasions.

Not long after meeting I began to notice Connie looking at me with something
more than friendship in her eyes, but I wasn't sure what it meant. She would
compliment me on my long red hair while running her fingers through it
almost lovingly, but then she was also telling me that Will had a cute butt
(as if I didn't know). I was confused. Did she want me. Will or both of us?
Just when we had the rules all figured out along comes the exception!

I didn't know what or who Connie wanted but I was developing a strong
attraction to her. She was a beautiful sexy girl. I hoped and wondered if
she felt the same towards me. If she did, fine. But for Will it would mean
breaking the conditions we had set up. I decided to be a little pro-active
and try to sort things out before a family meeting became necessary or I
started barking up a very wrong tree!

A few weeks after school started I arranged with Mom to get a ride home with
her after work and miss the school bus so I could visit Connie's new house
and horse barn. Her Father didn't get home until around 6 o'clock, the same
time Mom would pick me up. I figured being alone with her for a couple of
hours was enough time to test the waters. She was delighted to have me come
over.

"Nice house!" I exclaimed. I was blown away as I entered her front door. It
was all post and beam construction and brand new. The furnishings were
exquisitely matched in style and color, the pictures breathtaking and the
total ambience one of laid back western elegance. Melinda's father had good
taste, even I could tell that in spite of my young years. After a tour of
the kitchen, dining and living room areas she took me upstairs.

Connie's bedroom was as impressive as the rest of the house. Horse pictures
and posters predominated on the walls but her bed and other furnishings were
purely feminine and obviously put together by herself. She had a wonderful
light colored natural wood dressing table with a large mirror and a
nightstand with an attractive lamp beside her oversized single bed. It faced
a big bay window that looked out onto their several acres of lush green
pasture at the back of the house. Their new red horse barn was in full view.
The headboard and all the furniture were finished in the same light natural
wood style as her vanity. She had neatly laid out some of her private
pictures and possessions on top of a small bookcase that was nestled beside
her spacious closet. Both father and daughter it seemed were skilled
interior designers.

"Your room is just so cool!" I gushed out. "And this BED! Wow!" I said
bouncing on it a couple of times. It was big and plush and made you want to
fall into the middle and sink slowly to sleep. Lace and taffeta adorned her
coverlet and her pillows were all silky white and plump. I was green with
envy, to match the delicate ivy color scheme that ran through her bed
coverings. I fell back wanting to be embraced by its soft comfort.

As I lay there, my feet over the side of Connie's bed, I saw her looking at
my legs. I was wearing a dark plaid skirt and white knee socks. The devil in
me made me raise my skirt a few inches to show her my thighs and I saw her
mouth open as she caught a glimpse of my white panties. I laughed up at her.
"You're staring at my legs Connie." She immediately turned beet red.

"No -- no I'm not, I mean I'm sorry, you have really nice legs, that's all!"
she stammered.

"Thank you. It's okay Connie," I reassured her. "I like your legs too.
They're really sexy. Here," I said hiking my skirt up to my waist. "You can
see all of them now!" I giggled. She laughed and covered her sweet little
mouth with her hands.

"I can see your underwear Crissy!" she blushed.

"They're just panties. Show me your legs too," I said playfully. I saw her
eyes staring into my crotch and I swear she licked her lips!

Connie had on a navy blue pleated skirt and a white cotton blouse. I wanted
to see if she would raise that skirt and show me her legs. Instead, her eyes
widened and a look of anxious hesitation appeared on her face. She seemed on
the verge of making a decision, one she was having trouble with. I thought
and hoped I knew what it was,  so I decided to move things along a bit. I
moved my hands along the insides of my thighs until they parted at the
juncture of my legs. Apparently it was the signal Connie needed.

"Okay!" she giggled as a look of resolution came over her. She surprised me
by reaching for and undoing the zip at the side of her skirt. Instead of
raising it she took it off and let it fall to the floor! Then she kicked it
away towards her closet and stood there in a pair of pale blue cotton
panties that were partially covered by the tails of her blouse. She quickly
swept them up and held them aside at her waist. "There, do you like them?"
she asked me nervously. My heart was beating eight to the bar. Her legs were
magnificent!

"You have great legs Connie," I told her staring down at a pair of smooth,
tanned well-toned thighs and calves. I was also looking at the juncture
between them, covered by her light blue panties. I could see a faint trace
of her delicious little slit beneath and began to get seriously turned on.
"Let's compare," I suggested, patting the place beside me, feeling both
scared and excited. I'd never faced the possibility of embarrassing
rejection before.

As Connie sat down next to me I began removing my knee socks and shoes then
stood up to slide my skirt off as well. Connie removed her black patent
leather shoes and white ankle socks as I rejoined her on the bed. Sitting
side by side it was obvious that she took the sun much better than I. My
tanned fair skin looked pale beside hers as I told her, brushing my thigh
gently against hers to better highlight the contrast. She seemed to jump a
little at the touch. My own juices were starting to flow but I was still
afraid things might backfire.

We held both legs straight out in front of us while Melinda explained that
she'd inherited her olive complexion and dark hair and eyes from her Spanish
mother who was native to Andalusia in Spain. Constanza was her mother's
name, although she preferred Connie. Spanish seemed very exotic to me coming
as I did from my little world in Dashwood just outside small town
Brookfield. We had traveled a lot as a family but I hadn't grown up in
cosmopolitan Vancouver either. Despite these limitations, in other matters I
knew myself to be more sophisticated than Connie so, scared or not, I
decided to take the plunge.

"Do you ever touch yourself down there?"  I asked Connie pointing between
her legs.

Connie looked at me and blushed deeply as she lowered her eyes. "Yeah, it
feels really neat. Do you?" I told her that I did and that I'd begun to have
orgasms. Her eyes went big and round. "Really?" she gasped. "I've never had
one, I think."

I tried to explain to her what they felt like, which of course is nearly
impossible. "Maybe I can show you how to get one. But we'll have to take off
our underpants," I said nervously, awaiting her reaction. I hoped I hadn't
gone too far.

Connie relieved my worries by smiling. "Okay," she grinned and stood up. I
followed her to my feet as we stood facing each other beside the bed.

"Let's get undressed, take off all our clothes," I suggested anxiously.
"It'll be easier to show you that way."

Connie just smiled nervously and started undoing her blouse, much to my
relief. I did the same, my fingers anxiously fumbling with my buttons.
Connie finished first and threw her top over by her skirt. She was left in a
small training bra and panties and looked glorious to me. I began to feel
the moisture building between my legs as I quickly removed my top and
singlet. Then as I watched eagerly, Connie unhooked her bra and tossed it
aside.

"Nice boobs!" I said to her with a giggle. Connie indeed had beautiful
little breast mounds capped by a pair of puffy dark nipples that had me
drooling. I couldn't wait to get some of my own and I longed to kiss, fondle
and caress the little treasures displayed in front of me.

They're real sensitive too," Connie said stroking a brown nipple gently and
driving me wild. As she said this she looked me in the eye. "Now your
underpants. I want to see all of you," she spoke quietly but with a newfound
confidence. She had just let me know, in no uncertain terms, of her desire
for me. I shivered inside at this realization.

We both slid our panties off at the same time and kicked them aside.
Standing naked before each other I saw her staring at my little pink pussy
just as I took in the sight of hers. It was lightly capped with a dusting of
black pubic hair. Her swollen nether lips were in full view, not yet covered
by pussy fur while her hips swelled in a very womanly way for someone 11
years old. To me at that moment Connie was the sexiest creature I'd ever
seen.

I looked back into Connie's eyes. "Is this turning you on too?" I giggled a
little at my boldness.

"Gosh yes!" Connie smiled. "Does this mean we're like, well, lesbians?"

"I don't think so," I answered her. "I still like boys. How about you?" I
asked her.

"Me too," Connie replied.

"So we can't be lesbians can we?" I reasoned and we both laughed. I had
succeeded in reassuring her that she need not question her sexual
orientation regardless of anything she might feel towards me. It seems she
needed this moral roadblock cleared away before we could continue together.
To me it didn't matter. I was just hot for her and labels like `lesbian'
were unimportant, but I was glad to see the concern leave her face.

Connie regrouped quickly. "Okay, so how do I have an orgasm?"

"Get up on the bed and I'll show you," I directed. I settled myself in at
the head and arranged her pillows behind me as props. Connie sat facing me
at the foot of her bed with her knees drawn up as I opened my legs wide to
show her my damp little pussy. I spread my slit open for her with my left
hand while I moistened the middle finger of my right in my mouth. "This is
my clitoris," I showed her. "When you play with it you can make yourself
come!"

We both giggled nervously as I lowered my finger down and began rubbing my
clit using small circular strokes. Connie stared raptly at my busy hand. It
wasn't long before that familiar tingle began in my pussy, echoed in my
nipples and started growing into pre-orgasmic heat, firing up my entire
nervous system. I gazed at Connie and found her hypnotized by my
masturbation. I knew that feeling. Her dazed beauty drove my fantasy. My
come was fast approaching but I needed more.

"Show me your pussy!" I whispered urgently. "I want to see it while I come,
okay?"

Almost robotically Connie spread her knees apart and allowed me an
unobstructed view of her precious fur trimmed treasure. I could see the
smear of moisture on her pussy lips and the merest hint of her ruby red clit
peeking out at the top of her slit.

Connie was very turned on. I could tell by her blank stare and the
glistening dew gathering along her nether lips. The sight of her naked
exposed cunt sent me beyond redemption as I shamelessly brought myself off
in front of her. My fingers were now a blur as I masturbated to a force 8
orgasm, great but not a 10. I shivered and moaned with its power and fell
back into Connie's pillows as its tremors and aftershocks slowly left my
body. I lay spent and in peace for several moments.

When I finally opened my eyes I could see Connie frozen in place, looking
across at me with amazement. "What happened to you? Was that an orgasm?" she
asked me somewhat rhetorically. What else could it have been? Duh!

"Oh yeah, that was an orgasm," I said with my best Cheshire cat grin. "Do
you want to have one too?"

"Does it hurt? You looked like you were in pain!" Connie laughed still
feeling slightly awkward, I guessed.

"Of course not, silly! It feels just way too cool. It feels really, really
good!" I reported with enthusiasm. "Come up here and lie beside me," I said
patting the bed to my left. Connie scooted up and did as directed. "Do you
want me to make you come?" I asked her, excitement adding a quiver to my
voice. "I'll do it for you if you like, so next time you'll know how to do
it properly," Connie just nodded her head beside me while her cute little
mouth hung open with astonishment at the direction things had rapidly taken.

"First I want to touch your boobs," I said to her. Again, Connie just
nodded. "And let's kiss too," I ventured boldly. In mute response Connie
simply closed her eyes and brought her pouting red lips up to touch mine.
The moment was here and the connection was magical. As I pressed my lips
into hers my right hand stole up to play with her left breast and nipple.

Our lips quickly parted again and we looked up at each other in brief
wonder. Our eyes, only inches apart, beheld a new reality. They closed again
suddenly and our mouths met in an act of searing consummation.
This time our lips parted and our tongues met in no man's land before I
invaded her sweet mouth. Connie moaned as our kiss deepened and our tongues
fought a playful but passionate war with each other. My hand continued to
fondle and caress her hard little nipple and breast.

With a tender little mewing sound Connie took my hand from her small tittie
and moved it between her legs. "Make me come too," she whispered into my
lips. I simply could not refuse. My fingers felt her wet heat along her
crease then plunged boldly between her pussy lips to bath themselves in her
slippery wetness. "Yes!" she cried out as I began to stroke her hot juicy
slit. As I made contact with her sensitive little clit I felt her shudder
and almost pull away. "Don't stop!" she urged me.

I could feel Connie's whole body thrusting and contorting around my hand
busy between her legs. Her breath was drawn in and out in deep ragged sobs
into my neck as her excitement built. I was nearing my own orgasm. The
passion of the moment was overwhelming me. I hadn't anticipated Connie
becoming such a sexual firecracker and it was turning me on deeply. As I
began to masturbate Connie's heaving pussy ever faster her orgasm broke as
if she'd been suddenly shocked by a high voltage current.  Her whole body
arched and froze in place against me for several seconds as, for the first
time, wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her in a wracking great
climax. Then, rubbing my legs together, I made myself come along with her.
This time it was force 10!

Connie and I cried and sobbed out our coming into each other's ear, hips
grinding and arms wrapped tightly around each other. Our bodies rocked and
swayed in erratic rhythms as our orgasms peaked and crested sending us into
a state of awestruck bliss before we finally lay together trying desperately
to catch our breath.

"What the hell was THAT!" Connie asked me in wide-eyed wonder as she pulled
away from me slightly.

I laughed out loud. "THAT was the best orgasm I ever had!" I exclaimed.

We hugged each other fondly. With great warmth and love we reveled in our
shared sexual experience. We paused to look into each other's eyes.

"This is fun," Connie said smiling warmly at me.

"It feels really good too. Not just the orgasm part but being together like
this. Do you like it? You're not all creeped out or anything?" I asked her.
I so hoped we could continue being lovers.

"Oh no Crissy! This feels so special! I was just so nervous. I mean," she
paused. "You turned me on from the first time I saw you. I was scared you'd
think I was weird or something and I didn't know how to tell you about it.
I've never felt this way about a girl before." Connie said, then kissed me
almost bashfully. "I mean I like boys and everything but I hope we can keep
doing this!" She looked up at me expectantly.

"Always!" I exclaimed. Relief flooded through me. Connie was still my friend
and I was ecstatic that she was now my lover too. " I liked you right away
and wow, did you turn me on! Your body is way too hot. You are just SO sexy
Connie, I could eat you all up!" She laughed gently as I nuzzled and licked
at her smooth little neck. She ran her hand down my backside.

"I like yours too. You've got a nice ass!" she laughed and gave me a little
slap. "And I love your hair," she said as she stroked it softly. "Such a
nice red color. It really turns me on," she giggled. "And I love your pussy.
Can I touch it?" She asked me.

"Yeah, and I'll touch yours, okay? Then we can kiss some more, too. You're a
great kisser," I told her.

We drew together, then our lips pressed against each other as our hands
found their way between each other's legs. Our fingers began gently to
explore each other then started working away, slipping between our soft
pussy lips rub our tender little clits. Connie's touch at first was light
and delicate but as I rubbed her faster and more passionately she quickly
followed suit. "Go inside! I want to feel your fingers inside me!" I urged
her as my own began exploring her small pussy entrance. She had no hymen and
two of my fingers slipped easily inside.

"Yes, oh yes! Gosh, keep going!"  Connie panted into my mouth as my busy
fingers fucked her tight little cunt. Two of her fingers were also inside
me, pumping rapidly in and out of my burning pussy, matching the rhythm of
my own fingers inside her. As our lips and bodies remained glued together we
frigged each other into another overwhelming orgasm.

We held each other tightly and basked in the wonderful afterglow of our
mutual climax. Slowly we came back down to earth, broke apart and looked
into each other's eyes again, then glanced at Connie's bedside clock. We had
only an hour before her father and my mom would arrive. We had a quick
little shower together, careful to keep our hair dry, then dressed to greet
the adults.

Life had taken yet another fascinating turn. Connie became part of our
adventure.


TO BE CONTINUED...