Oh, Sister! - Chapter 2

The next day, Becky was busy from before breakfast on, 
helping her mother with making some of the family traditional 
goodies, shopping, and wrapping presents.  The only time the 
whole family was together was, finally, at dinner.  Vic sat in 
his usual spot across from her, and she was hard pressed to keep 
her thoughts from straying to what she now knew he had between 
his legs.  Dinner over, Becky went out to visit some of her high 
school chums and didn't get back until late.

No one was downstairs, she noticed as she let herself in the 
front door.  She locked it behind her and trudged up the stairs 
herself.  The light in her parents' room was out--not surprising 
considering the hour--but her brother was still up.  Becky 
hesitated at his door a moment, then went on to her own room.  
She sat on her bed, her mind again filled with thoughts of her 
brothers penis sliding in and out of her precious slot.

The sound of the shower coming on broke her reverie.  Becky 
stole to her door and peeked out.  Once again, the latch to the 
bathroom door had popped and the yellow light beckoned her.  
Knowing she shouldn't, but wanting to so badly, she crept down 
the hall and peeked through the crack.

Once again, she gazed on Vic's naked form as he adjusted the 
water.  Once again his ball bag teased her as she caught glimpses 
of it between his ass cheeks, until he was satisfied with the 
shower and straightened up.  This time, though, he didn't step 
into the tub and close the door behind him.  This time, he 
glanced over at the towel bar.  Becky looked at it too and saw 
that it was empty.  The linen closet was in the hall.  Before she 
could withdraw, or even move, Vic had turned around, stepped to 
the door, and opened it.

"Sis!  What are you doing here?" he asked, so surprised he 
didn't even make a token effort to cover up.

Becky felt her cheeks burn.  "I--I . . ." was all she could 
stammer before fleeing back to her room and curling up in a ball 
on her bed.

The shower stayed on a minute longer, then stopped, but 
Becky wasn't aware of it.  She did feel the bed shift, though, as 
Vic sat on it next to her.  He touched her shoulder.

"I'm not mad that you were peeking at me," he said simply.  
"But why were you doing it?"

Becky looked up and looked at her brother sitting next to 
her in his bathrobe.  Tears showed on her cheeks.  "I don't 
really know," she managed to say, and started telling him about 
Bill and what had happened to them and her mixed feelings towards 
him.  "I guess I got curious after seeing that glimpse in the 
car," she finished.  "So when I saw you last night, I just had to 
sneak a peek."

"But that was last night," Vic chided.  "Were you looking 
tonight because I'm a man, or because I'm your brother?" he 
teased.

Becky's cheeks reddened.  Casting her eyes down she said, "I 
guess a little of both."

"Are you still curious?" Vic asked quietly.  "You can look 
all you like, if you want."

Becky looked up again, but didn't manage to say anything.  
Her eyes spoke for her.

Vic stood up before her and undid the belt of his bathrobe.  
With a graceful motion he shrugged the concealing garment off his 
shoulders and onto the floor.  Looking up, Becky saw her brother 
standing nude before her.  His cock dangled before her eyes, 
within arm's reach.  She started to stretch her hand toward Vic's 
penis, then hesitated.

"Go ahead, touch it," Vic urged.

Becky reached out again and took her brother's penis within 
her grasp.  It lay in her hand, soft and warm.  Her heart skipped 
a beat as she realized she wasn't holding just anyone's prick but 
her brother's tool.  She squeezed the soft mass lightly.

"Here, let's give you a good look," Vic said, and laid down 
on the bed, on his back.  He put his hands behind his head, 
closed his eyes, and spread his legs slightly.

Becky knelt on the bed beside him and studied the scene at 
his crotch a moment.  His cock lolled on his belly with a slight 
curl, and his ball bag dangled down between his parted thighs. 
The head was deep pink with an almost velvety texture and she 
could see the small cleft on its underside that pointed towards 
the closed piss-slit at its tip.  The shaft looked soft and fat 
and was criss-crossed with countless wrinkles.  The skin of his 
scrotum was the same pink as his glans and richly textured.  It 
hung loosely from the base of her brother's prick and bulged with 
the weight of the two balls hidden inside.

Becky reached out and took the hairy ball bag in her hand 
and hefted its contents.  The fleshy sack felt warm in her hand 
as she massaged it lightly and felt the soft spheres within stir 
as they responded to her touch.  Vic sighed and spread his legs a 
bit further apart.

Abandoning Vic's balls for the moment, Becky took his penis 
between her thumb and forefinger, just below the nut, and toyed 
with it.  The male member warmed to her touch and started to 
grow.  Becky watched, fascinated, as she watched a cock erect for 
the first time.  The pink glans reddened and the wrinkles in the 
shaft disappeared as it tripled in length.  She continued to jack 
her hand up and down the column and watched the diameter 
increase.  The curve came out of Vic's rod as it stiffened and 
the velvety texture of his cockhead disappeared as the skin 
tautened and grew shiny.  Becky's hand could scarcely close on 
his tool's circumference.

Vic stirred, plainly aroused by his sister's touch, and his 
penis raised its one-eyed head off his belly as the erection 
completed.  It was about eight-inches, Becky guessed, from pubis 
to tip and quite thick--bigger around the shaft than the glans, 
which looked like a helmet stuck on the end of a telephone pole.  
The veins in his cock were distended and Becky could trace their 
course down the length of his fuck-pole until they disappeared  
at the base.  The rigid rod bounded upward with each heartbeat.  
She could feel a similar pounding in her pussy.

"You sure know how to handle a guy," Vic murmured, his eyes 
still closed.  "You sure you've never done this before?"

"Never," Becky replied, and took his hardened cock in her 
grasp again to give it a squeeze.  A droplet of clear fluid 
emerged from slit in the end of Vic's cock and Becky used her 
finger to spread it around the purple nut.  Vic stirred again and 
more pre-coital fluid seeped from the eye in his penis.  

Something inside Becky woke up and demanded satisfaction.  
The memories of the fantasy she had last night flooded her mind.  
She imagined Vic's cock spurting it's seed--spurting as it buried 
itself deep within her belly.  She imagined herself cumming and 
how it would feel as her pussy grasped her brother's penis again 
and again as she climaxed and milked the last of his semen from 
his balls.  She imagined Vic collapsing gently upon her as they 
lay gasping, their genitals still united.  Becky cradled Vic's 
balls, then slipped her circled grip from the base to the tip of 
his swollen member.  She sat a moment with her brother's manhood 
in her hand.

"Vic," she said, using the same voice she used when she 
wanted to borrow his car but was afraid he'd say no.

"Uh huh," her brother said.

"I'd like this inside me.  Would you like to be my first 
lover?"

Vic's cock pulsed twice in her hand, and she knew his answer 
before he spoke.

"Yes, Becky, I'd like that very much."

Vic's penis slipped from her grasp as he rolled onto his 
side to look at her.  It stuck out from his crotch and seemingly 
aimed at her as he talked.

"Ever since I knew the difference between men and women I've 
fantasized about making it with you," he said.  "I never dreamed 
that anything would happen, though, so I said nothing.  Maybe 
it's lewd to say this, but I couldn't count the number of times 
you spread open beneath me--in my mind.  I don't know how many 
times my semen burst out of me and flooded your pulsating pussy--
in imagination.  In reality, of course, all it did was escape my 
clenched fist and stain the sheets."

Becky gazed at her brother's cock as he went on, seeing in 
her own mind the organ spurting into the open air as Vic 
frantically jacked off.

"About the time I hit puberty you did too--remember?  I 
watched as you filled out and, in the summer when we'd go to the 
beach or were at our cousin's pool, I'd look at you and imagine 
you undressed completely.  That string bikini you wore this 
summer drove me nuts.  Did you realize how much of your ass was 
left bare?"

"Sure.  I've still got the tan lines to prove it.  But you 
weren't always modest yourself.  I remember you sneaking in some 
nights after a skinny-dipping party," Becky mused.

"Yeah.  I could never think of a graceful way to invite you 
along.  'Hey, sis!  Wanna get nekkid with me?'  And of course 
none of my friends would dream of asking a guy's sister to a 
naked frolic."

"Well, I'm here now," Becky said simply.  "Do you still want 
a naked frolic?"

Vic sat up and hugged her.  She could feel his stiff prick 
prod her hip.  "Let's," was all he could say, and started to 
unbutton her blouse. 

Becky thrilled at his touch as he undid the six buttons down 
the front, pulled the tails of her blouse out of her jeans, then 
slipped the garment off her shoulders.  Vic reached behind her 
and undid the catch on her bra.  She raised her arms and he 
slipped the straps up past her fingers, exposing her breasts to 
his gaze as they bounded free of the confining undergarment.  
They were well shaped and a generous size.  Her nipples were a 
light pink in the centers of large sized aurolae.  They tipped 
upwards slightly and looked away from each other, as if bashful.  
Vic stopped a moment, just staring, then hugged her again, 
mashing her tits against his chest.

Slowly, still holding onto her, he leaned over until they 
were both lying on their sides on the bed.  Becky felt his lips 
brush hers and opened her mouth to receive a kiss.  Not a 
brotherly kiss this time, but a lover's kiss.  Their tongues 
touched and caressed each other.

Meantime, Vic's hand had found a breast and gently cupped 
it.  Becky felt her nipple erect in his palm as he used his whole 
hand to describe circles in the soft flesh.  Still kissing her, 
Vic raised up onto one elbow, then gently laid her back until 
Becky was flat on her back.  She felt paralyzed under her 
brother's caresses.  Vic broke the kiss, then kissed her again on 
the tip of her chin, then again a little further down.  
Continuing on down he kissed her neck, the hollow of her throat, 
then onto her chest.  When he got to the space between her 
breasts, he stopped and gazed at her a moment again.  Becky could 
feel his warm breath on her body.

Shifting, Vic used his hands to massage both boobs.  He held 
them firmly as he moved the soft flesh in circles.  He then 
barely caressed them, letting his palms glide over her nipples.  
They responded to this treatment eagerly, hardening under his 
hands.  Vic shifted his caresses so that his fingers were 
touching these points on Becky's breasts.  He put his palms on 
the underside of her tits and swiveled his wrists so that each 
finger in turn struck, then glided over the erect, stiffened 
girlflesh.  With each touch, Becky felt an electric shock travel 
from her nipples down her spine to her honeypot.  Vic could tell, 
for with each pass, the aurolae of her breasts puckered further 
into corrugated little circles, raising her erect nipples until 
they stood out like a pair of fleshy grapes.

Vic released Becky's right boob to concentrate on the left, 
over her heart.  He used both hands to heap the soft, pliant 
flesh upwards so that her now constantly buzzing nipple stood at 
the top of a large mound.  Her tit was big enough that it made a 
generous double handful and he moved it gently this way and that, 
paying particular attention to the hardened nipple with his 
thumbs.  He could feel her heart thud rapidly under his hands.

Becky squirmed under the pleasurable feeling this erotic 
massage gave her and, just when she thought she couldn't stand it 
any longer, he stopped.

Releasing her trapped breast, Vic shifted again until his 
mouth was poised just above the pulsing nip on her right boob.  
He took the erect nubbin of flesh into his mouth and suckled 
powerfully, just as Bill had not so long ago.  Vic opened his 
mouth wider and wider to draw her titflesh into his mouth until 
Becky felt as if he had devoured her entire boob.

"So-o-o ni-i-ce," she managed to groan.  Vic just kept 
sucking and started tugging on the flesh trapped in his mouth.  
With each pull, Becky felt that special spot between her legs 
grow hotter and hotter with an oddly liquid fire.

He started caressing her with one hand, rubbing the ribs on 
her side, then the smooth flesh on her belly.  He toyed a moment 
with her navel then went under the denim waistband of her jeans.  
Vic flattened his hand and pushed it deeper into her jeans.  They 
were too tight, though, and Vic stopped before reaching his goal.  
He could feel Becky's excited breathing.

Vic withdrew his hand, popped the taut button on Becky's 
pants, then pulled the brass tab on the zipper down in one smooth 
motion.  He spread the parted waistband and broke his hold on her 
tit to get a glimpse of the pink nylon of her panties.  They were 
low-cut and a wisp  of the muff covering her love mound had 
escaped at the top.  Vic entwined the wisp around his finger and 
tugged.  Becky gasped then giggled at the odd sensation this gave 
her.  Vic kissed her and kept tugging rhythmically.  This 
redoubled the fire Becky felt in her pussy and she was soon 
moaning and rolling her hips from side to side.  When she drew 
her legs up raising her knees, he let go, grasped the waistband 
on either side of her hips and tugged down.

Becky obediently raised her ass off the bed and in a moment 
Vic had the crumpled denim around her ankles, then off, to be 
tossed aside.  Vic knelt beside his sister and took in her form, 
naked save for the briefest of panties still covering her virgin 
secrets.  They bulged enticingly over her mound of Venus and were 
sheer enough that Vic could make out the shadow of her bush 
underneath.  The wisp of an undergarment was pink with a bit of 
lace around the top hem and cut French-style, high on the hips, 
swooping down to a low vee in the middle.

Becky, for her part, felt her excitement rise under her 
brother's gaze.  His penis had deflated somewhat but as he looked 
down upon her, it erected again until it jutted out from between 
his thighs, rigid in anticipation.  It reddened and swelled and 
bounded eagerly as he shifted a bit.  She watched fascinated as, 
untouched, another drop of clear fluid appeared at the tip and 
slowly ran down the underside of Vic's cock.

"I can do that to him just lying here," she thought and 
reached up for her brother.  Vic leaned forward into her embrace 
and kissed her deeply again.  He rolled onto his side and Becky 
could now feel the warm stiffness of his cock as it slid between 
them, just above her hip.  She reached down with one hand and 
caressed the spongy head of his penis, spreading the slippery 
seepage onto her flesh.

Vic slid one arm under her neck and around her shoulder to 
raise her head to his kiss.  He opened his mouth on hers and 
Becky slid her tongue in.  He grasped it with his lips and sucked 
on it, recalling the treatment of her nipples a few minutes ago.  
Becky had never been kissed so deeply before and she played with 
Vic's tongue as it caressed hers.

Meanwhile, his free hand touched her thigh, then slowly 
moved up until it reached that bit of nylon where Becky's legs 
joined.  He cupped her mound, then pressed down.  The erotic 
pleasure increased with the pressure until Becky felt an 
explosion go off deep within her.  She broke the kiss to throw 
back her head and groan aloud and her legs flew open on their own 
volition.

Instantly, Vic was touching everything around Becky's loins.  
He slid his hand deep between her legs where her ass cheeks 
joined.  He caressed the taut band over her virgin slit, sodden 
with love juices welling out from within her.  He petted her love 
mound, marveling at the springiness of the mass of hair trapped 
under there.  He ran a thumb under the edge of her panties down 
between her legs again, gliding along the outer margin of her 
pussy lips.  He thrust his thumb deeper and repeated the motion, 
touching this time the soft, bare, inner folds of her cunt.  
Becky gasped at the touch, the first lover's touch on her 
womanhood.

Unable to wait any longer, Vic reached under Becky's knees 
with one arm and raised them off of the bed.  He used his free 
hand to tug on her panties:  A pull on one side of her hips, then 
the other exposed more of her pubic bush.  He reached underneath 
to pull the slackened nylon over her ass cheeks; Becky helped 
again by raising them off of the bed.  In a moment her last 
vestige of modesty was down to her knees, then to her ankles.  
Vic freed the panties from Becky's feet then tossed them aside 
where they floated down to land on top of her abandoned jeans.

Naked, Becky lay flat on the bed, looking up at her brother.  
Vic, in turn, gazed down, drinking in her form but paying most of 
his attention to her muff.  The mass of brown, curly hairs grew 
lush on her love mound and disappeared between her thighs, 
pointing like an arrowhead to where he knew her slit was hidden.  
Both panted in excited anticipation.  Neither could speak.

Vic put a hand under each of Becky's knees and raised them 
from the bed again, then slowly spread them apart.  As her most 
private spot was revealed to Vic, Becky closed her eyes and 
shuddered slightly.

"We're really going to do it!" she thought to herself.  She 
had half assumed that one or the other of them would chicken out 
and call it off.

Vic, for his part, held his breath  as his sister's cunt was 
unveiled a little at a time.  Her pubic hairs stopped not far 
from where they'd disappeared before, barely covering the cleft 
at the top her virginal slit.  He could see the pale pink nodule 
of Becky's clitoris peeping out from its hood just below that 
cleft.  The outer lips of her vulva were hairless and closed, 
encasing the wonders within.  As he spread her legs further they 
suddenly parted like a seed pod splitting and exposed the moist 
complexities within.  Vic's heart lurched as he thought of the 
fact that he was the first to gaze upon this virginal offering.

He moved so that he knelt between Becky's legs.  Becky 
looked down between her breasts and saw his rigid tool jutting 
upward from his own mass of brown curls.  The glans was a dark 
red, now, and the eye in its flared head was seeping fluid 
continuously.  Distended veins traced the length of the shaft.  
Only a few inches of air separated their two love organs.

Becky's legs were spread to their maximum now and Vic slid 
his hands down the inside of her thighs to her waiting honeypot.  
With trembling fingers he tentatively caressed her cunt.  Becky 
shuddered again at the touch and Vic watched fascinated as thick, 
clear fluid welled up from within her to run down between her ass 
cheeks.  Emboldened now, he used two fingers to spread the pink 
flanges of her inner lips.  More juices gushed from her vagina, 
within which dwelt her maidenhead, he supposed.  He didn't probe 
for it though; he wanted her first penetration to be by his 
penis.  Instead, he massaged both sets of her cuntlips, spreading 
the warm juices of her center and finishing with a trip up to 
where her clit hid.  He grasped the clitoral hood with his thumb 
and forefinger, straddling the shaft of Becky's feminine penis.  
Vic jacked Becky's sheath up and down the length of her clit 
alternately exposing and hiding the head of her love button.

Becky rolled her head from side to side as the erotic waves 
emanating from her clit engulfed her.  She suddenly reached out, 
grasped her brother's cock just below the head, and started 
jacking the rigid phallus with the same rhythm he was using on 
her.  For a minute the two masturbated each other and were 
carried higher and higher by the erotic intensity.   Becky then 
climaxed, the first in her life that was not self-induced.  
Releasing his penis, she grasped Vic's hand in both of hers and 
pushed it into her love mound and onto her clit.

"Ah-ah-ah!" she gasped in time to the waves of pleasure that 
consumed her, then she lay quiet.

Vic looked at her in wonderment as the orgasmic flush faded 
from her face and chest.  It was time.

"Are you ready?" he asked simply.

"Oh, yes!" Becky replied.  She bit her lip, then said the 
words that meant no turning back.

"Fuck me, Vic.  Fuck your sister, now!"  She drew up her 
legs, spread her knees, and rolled her pelvis to proffer her cunt 
to her brother.  "Take my cherry!  I want your cock in me!"

She reached behind her head to grasp the brass headstand and 
waited.

Vic spread his knees so that he led with his bounding cock 
and slid a few inches forward until it was suspended in the air 
just above his sister's pussy.  He slowly relaxed until his 
stiffened manhood lay full length on her moist, coral slit.  With 
this first man's touch, Becky came again and bucked her loins 
against his as she gasped.

"My God, she's hot!" thought Vic and looked on his sister 
with a new light as she relaxed again.

He collected more of her pussy juices and anointed his penis 
with them, paying particular attention to massaging the 
lubricating liquid into the glans of his prick.  Vic then put his 
cockhead against Becky's virgin vulva and raised off his haunches 
until the angle of his penile shaft matched that of her vagina.

Vic paused a moment as what they were about to do came over 
them again.  He looked at Becky silently and she nodded.  Vic 
pushed his hips forward and watched the head of his penis 
disappear into his sister.  Her box felt slippery, warm, and 
tight.  Becky felt her brother's cock, hard, warm, and large 
inside her.  Her whole concentration was on it as it made its 
slow journey up her cunt.  She could feel it stretching to 
accommodate him.

Vic leaned forward to kiss Becky and felt his rigid tool 
penetrate another inch into her pussy, then stop.  Her hymen had 
been reached.  Vic pushed forward again but made no progress, 
just an increase in pressure as she clasped him in her vise of 
flesh.  Becky moaned and he relented.

"Does it hurt?"  he asked.  "I've never deflowered a virgin 
before."

"No, it's just you feel so big," Becky replied.  "Come on.  
I want you--all of you!"

Vic sat upright and placed his hands on Becky's hips to get 
more leverage.  He pushed forward relentlessly and watched a bit 
more of his cock disappear.  About four inches was in his sister 
now, squeezed tightly in her cunt.  He renewed his attack.

Becky felt that her brother's penis was about to split her 
in two.  She closed her eyes and grasped the brass headstand 
tightly as the hard shaft of man-meat worked its way into her 
body.  The pressure increased even more and then, as she was just 
about to cry out to make him stop, she felt a slight, not quite 
painful tearing sensation as her cherry broke.  Both were caught 
by surprise as he suddenly slid past the split membrane, in up to 
his balls.

Vic looked down to where their sex organs joined.  Their 
intermingled bushes matched perfectly in color.

Eyes still closed, Becky marveled at the fullness in her, 
then Vic draw his cock out with a moist, sucking sound.  Her cunt 
felt strangely empty and she knew that it would never feel quite 
the same again.  She opened her eyes to see him regarding his 
prick jutting up at an angle from his loins.   It glistened with 
her love juices and a small streak of blood from her forever 
ruptured maidenhead adorned one side of the shaft.

"I guess I'm a woman now," she said.

"No, not yet," said Vic.  "You've measured the length of a 
man, but--"  He squeezed his penis and another drop of fluid, 
creamy-white this time, welled out the tip.  "--You haven't taken 
his seed."  He smiled.  "Anyway that's the fun part!"

He grasped his prick, inserted the head back into Becky's 
cunny, and pushed the rest of its length into his sister until 
his dangling ball bag bumped the stretched lips of her box.  He 
then started stroking her gently, pulling his cock out about 
half-way, then thrusting it back in with a squelching sound.  She 
was the tightest lay he'd ever had, thought Vic, and he wasn't 
sure how long he could keep this up before cumming.

Becky, for her part, loved feeling her brother's pole as it 
slithered into her cunt.  After a few strokes, her discomfort 
waned as her vagina stretched to accommodate the burning shaft 
inside it.  She experimented with relaxing to let the knobbed 
invader in further and tightening her pussy muscles to grasp it 
as it moved.  With every thrust home her clit was stimulated by 
his pubes as they found it hiding in its sheath.  She let go of 
the bedstead and reached down to encircle Vic's cock as it surged 
in and out of her body.  He fingers were soon slick with the love 
potion she was exuding and she sniffed them, savoring the musky 
odor of her own sex.

Vic started thrusting harder and watched as a ripple flowed 
up from her muff each time he slammed home, cross her belly, and 
made her tits leap into the air.  He reached down with one hand 
to start playing with Becky's quivering breasts.  With all the 
erotic stimulation she was getting, her nipples were erect again 
and he rolled the pink nubs in his thumb and forefinger like 
grapes in oil.  When she started moaning, he abandoned her 
heaving boobs and placed a hand on each side of her waist.  
Without a break in his copulating rhythm, he sat upright and 
raised her hips to meet his thrusting cock.  He looked down again 
and watched his wet shaft, reddened from the tight hole it was 
reaming, plunge again and again, past the stretched, grasping 
lips of Becky's pussy to disappear into her steaming interior.

"My God!" he thought to himself.  "I'm actually fucking my 
sister!"  He redoubled his efforts.

Becky planted her heels in the bed and started snapping her 
box upward, skewering herself on her brother as deeply as 
possible.  There was no gentleness left in either of them:  They 
were simply two people screwing as hard as they could before the 
inevitable finish.  Vic leaned forward again and braced himself 
on both hands above Becky's shoulders.  He shifted his legs back 
so that he was no longer crouching but lying full length on the 
bed and his sister.  Vic thrust his pelvis forward to spear 
deeper into Becky's cunt and their bellies made slapping sounds 
as they smacked together.  The bed started creaking under their 
vigorous humping.  Becky grabbed Vic's ass cheeks in both hands 
to urge him deeper.  She could feel his muscles bunch and relax 
with each thrust.  Vic felt a familiar buzzing at the base of his 
cock; he was on the verge of cumming.

Becky felt hot all over and she thrashed her head back and 
forth under Vic's assault.  The waves of heat suddenly erupted at 
her center.  They spread from her box to consume her entirely in 
waves.  Becky climaxed so hard she couldn't cry out, or even 
moan.  She simply gasped and writhed under her brother.  The 
walls of her cunt clasped his burning cock in a vain attempt to 
trap it within her.  Becky's whole world collapsed to nothing 
save the pleasure radiating from deep inside her pussy.

Vic grunted as he felt Becky's cunt massage his prick.  The 
buzzing sensation stopped and with a cry, he embraced his sister 
to pin her down and thrust into her one last time, the deepest 
penetration yet.  His cock twitched as the first stream of jism 
spat out and sprayed Becky's insides.  He started thrusting again 
as more of his seed spurted into her.

Becky was just coming down off of her climax when Vic's hit 
him.  She felt the knobbed invader make its deepest thrust.  She 
felt his penis pulsate as he filled her with cum.  She could feel 
the semen itself as it sprayed the walls of her cunt. The thought 
of brother's cock spewing its' seed washed over her and she 
immediately came again.  Even as Vic's pole was finishing its 
hose-job she was grasping at it again with her cunt walls, 
milking the last of the fluid he had.  Her cunt contracted 
rhythmically and the combined jism and pussy juice squirted out 
to inundate both their bushes and Vic's ballbag as he thrust one 
last time into his sister.

Vic sat still a moment to enjoy the last few twitches of 
Becky's climax.  The he pulled out of her with a squelching sound 
and regarded the scene before him.  Becky was panting and had a 
sheen of sweat on her face and breasts.  She lay with her legs 
still apart and she definitely didn't look virginal any more:  
The lips of her pussy were flushed, puffy, and gaping apart.  Her 
clit had vanished, retreating from the pounding far up its hood.  
The brown curls of her pubic patch were matted and sopping wet.  
A milky fluid bubbled out of her vulva and down between her ass 
cheeks as her box twitched again.

Vic looked down at his own genitals.  His patch was just as 
matted as Becky's and the same fluids dripped off his scrotum.  
His cock, no longer the proud lance of his sister's maidenhead, 
was slowly deflating, as if it were reluctant to stop its job of 
probing her love canal.  Its corona was as red as Becky's cunt-
lips and glistened as wetly.  One last drop of translucent semen 
was clinging to its tip.

"Now you're a woman," he panted.  She smiled up at him and 
started weeping happily.