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 ï>¿Michelle's Awakening by heavyandhorny

   Michelle's Awakening Pt.  01

   Michelle notices some changes on a family vacation.

   My name is Michelle and I'm 18 years old.  I just turned 18 actually. 
It's a little weird being 18 knowing I can now do more than I could be
before like vote, join the army (not that I'm going to), and well, other
stuff.

   My life is pretty normal.  I live with my parents, Rob and Beth, and my
twin brother, not identical, Steve.  Nothing about our life is
extraordinary or different really.  My parents both have good jobs, and
work the regular 9-5 hours with the occasional late nights.  My brother and
I both go to a Catholic School in the north east.  You know, uniforms,
somewhat strict, and so on.  It's not as bad as it sounds.  I'm pretty
quiet myself.  I keep to myself mostly, and my grades are pretty good.  I'm
just about to enter my final year at highschool, and I need to start
thinking about what I want to do with my life.  Travel?  College? 
Something else?  My brother is going through the same thing, but is much
more outgoing.  He always has a girlfriend, and is one of the most popular
people at school.

   We're just on our way back from a family vacation in Florida.  We're
driving back.  It's a family tradition.  We always rent a house near Miami
and spend time together by the pool, go out for dinners, do some fishing,
and so on.  Regular family stuff really.

   I don't know if it was because I was 18 this year, or what, but I had
some real different feelings on this years trip.  I've never had a
boyfriend really.  There was someone I "dated", but it never went anywhere
sexually.  It was just young puppy love.  Don't get me wrong, I'm somewhat
sexual, I do masturbate occasionally, but I've never had sex.  It's usually
just when my hormones get the best of me and I need to get off, or relax.

   I think I'm fairly attractive, but I wouldn't call myself "sexy".  I'm
5'6", brown hair and have nice B cup breasts.  I work out sometimes at home
so I'm pretty toned.  Flat stomach, nice butt.  I don't really dress
provocatively.  I usually wear slightly baggy jeans or shorts.  If I wear a
skirt it's down to my knees for sure.  T-shirts are my go too tops.  If I
have to wear a dress it's usually old.  Oh, and I never wear heels.

   My parents are pretty average too.  Mid 40's, pretty fit, nothing out of
the ordinary.  Most people would say that they are attractive for their
age, but of course I don't see them like that.

   My brother on the other hand would be considered "hot".  6'1", hard
stomach, great hair, and he works out a lot.  This is obviously the reason
that he always has a girlfriend, because other than his looks, he's
actually an idiot.

   Like I said, this trip was a little different than usual, not because we
did anything differently, just because I noticed and felt things, and
really it confused me.  I'm thinking about them right now actually, in the
car on our way home.  This so isn't me, but I'm getting a little turned on
just thinking about it.

   The first thing that happened was the same night we arrived.  We got to
the house, brought all of our stuff in, some of us showered, and we decided
to go out for dinner.  We all got changed and I went with my usual outfit,
black Nike running shoes, mid thigh jean shorts, and a worn out black
t-shirt.  Nothing special.  We of course decided to go out Miami beach for
dinner.  We drove down there, and as I looked out the window I just started
to look, and then stare at the people.  For what seemed like the first time
I noticed how little they were wearing, especially the girls.  Their skirts
were so short, their bikinis hardly covered anything, and their shorts were
so short they showed off their ass like panties.  I remember sitting there,
starting to feel a little warm.  It was probably the first time I realized
I was actually getting turned on.

   We parked the car shortly after, I was trying to recompose myself, and
we started walking to our restaurant.  Of course we were following two
girls dressed like sluts if you want me to be honest.  The one girl had the
smallest bikini I've ever seen on, or at least smallest at that point.  It
was bright pink, and the string just disappeared into her ass crack.  Her
friend wasn't much better, she was wearing a t-shirt that must have been 10
sizes too small, and white leggings that were almost sheer.  I don't THINK
she had any panties on, but I couldn't be sure.  I was once again turned
on, and disgusted at the sametime.  How could girls dress like this?

   I looked over to my brother and his eyes were bouncing back and forth
between the two girls asses.  I think he was almost drooling.  I elbowed
him and he looked down at me.  He looked at my smiling and just acted like
it was a normal thing.  We both kind of laughed because it was so
ridiculous, but really I know we were both a little turned on.  It was an
interesting walk to say the least.

   We finally got to dinner, and the rest of the night was as expected. 
I'll be honest I had a hard time concentrating.  I kept going back to how
those girls looked, what they were wearing.  It really did turn me on.

   The second thing that was not a normal part of our vacations was when we
all decided to spend a day at the beach.  Well all got ready to go, drinks,
some snacks, towels, the regular stuff.  As we drove to the beach we went
past the same streets, and I saw the same kinds of girls wearing the same
kind of things.  I started to feel a little turned on again, but I knew
that I was in the car with my family, so I started thinking of other things
trying to get my mind off the feelings in my bikini bottoms.

   We got to the beach, found a nice area and started to take off our outer
clothes to get comfy.  I wore my regular bikini.  Probably at least a size
too big.  It gave me all the coverage I wanted.  As much as the other girls
I saw turned me on, I wasn't ready to wear anything like that.

   My dad wore regular swim trunks, same with my brother.  I must admit
when my brother took his shirt off I kind of was taken aback.  He really
does have a great body.  No wonder girls like him so much.

   My mom's bikini was actually a lot more revealing than mine.  Not
anywhere close to some of the other girls around though.  It tied on the
sides, and top looked like it was at least one size too small.  She
actually looked really good.

   I layed down and started to read my book.  My brother and dad were
throwing a football around, and my mom was reading a magazine.  Like I
said, nothing special.  After a while I was getting pretty hot so I decided
to go into the ocean to cool down.  I got up and started walking when I saw
this beautiful girl walking just in front of me.  She had the smallest
bikini I have ever seen on.  It was white and the g-string bottom
disappeared into her butt.  I couldn't help but look.

   As we got closer to the water I tried to look away so it wasn't so
obvious I was staring.  She started getting into the water, and then I
guess it was cold, because she turned around quick and ran out smiling.  I
looked over and almost tripped.  Her bikini was SO small.  The bottoms
barely covered her vagina, sorry, pussy, I'm new to this whole thing, and
the top was the perfect size to show off her breasts.  She must have
noticed me looking because she quickly looked up and smiled at me.  I got
super embarrassed and ran into the ocean.

   Just then my brother came up beside me and nudged me.  I thought he was
just going to say hi, but instead he started asking me about that girl, and
if I liked what I saw.  Once again, SO embarrassed!  I told him I was just
in shock, and his response was "Sure".  So basically my brother thought I
was a lesbian after that.  Which I'm not...  I don't think!

   Just to make things worse, right after that I was trying to get out of
the water, and a big wave came up and when it went back out my bottoms
slipped down a little.  I didn't notice at first, but my brother came up
around me and basically said that my bush was showing and I should really
shave!  I was beet red by that point.  Then he pointed over to the other
girl in the white bikini and said I should be more like her, pointing at
her pussy in her bikini.  It was basically see thru now that it was wet. 
You could see her pussy clearly, no hair.  Even though I was embarrassed by
what happened, I was actually so turned on.  Partially by the fact that she
looked so hot, but also the thought of dressing like that in public.  Part
of me wanted to wear the same thing!

   So if those two things weren't odd enough for our trip, the third was
actually worse!  My brother and I were at the rented house and were
planning to go in the pool.  We both looked around for our bathing suits
but couldn't find them.  Apparently our mom decided to wash them all.  Odd,
why wash a bathing suit?  Anyway, I still had my very old and worn out one
piece, but since we were at our own place it didn't matter.  I put it on
and noticed right away it was really tight.  It definitely showed off more
of my butt then I would usually, and it really was tight against my pussy,
but once again, at home, so who cares.  I went out back and jumped into the
pool.

   My brother came out wearing his white boxers only.  I asked him what he
was doing, and he said it was all he had to wear.  I didn't really put two
and two together, but I should have known what would happen when he got in
the water.  Thinking back now, I think I did notice his penis moving in his
boxers as he walked over, but it was nothing like after.  He jumped in the
pool and spent some time in there before deciding to get a drink.  As he
walked out I looked up and noticed is boxers went almost completely see
thru.  I was behind him, so I just saw his butt, but once again I was
staring at something I shouldn't have been!  It was even worse when he got
back, he was walking right towards the pool, I looked up, and there was his
penis hanging in his boxers.  I've never seen one up close, but it looked
like it was pretty big.  I tried to look away, but I couldn't.  I could
feel myself getting turned on.  I had to turn away and swim the other
direction.  I forced myself too.  I couldn't believe I just stared at my
brothers penis!

   As soon as he jumped back in I decided to get out.  I swam over to the
steps and started getting out.  As I did my brother called over to me and
basically said that my suit looked a little small.  I originally thought he
was saying that I was fat, but then he followed up with saying that my ass
looked really good!  What the hell!  I couldn't believe it.  I started
turning red immediately.  I said thanks back, but really I just wanted to
get out of there.  I turned to walk down the side of the pool back to the
house when I heard my brother say that he noticed I took his advice.  I was
so confused at first.  Then he pointed to my vagina.  Oh my god, my suit
was so thin over all of these years it was almost see thru now that it was
wet.  And to make it worse my vagina was now shaved!  The night before
after the beach I shaved right away after being so embarrassed.  Now it was
even worse!

   My brother lifted himself out of the pool and sat on the edge.  His
boxers were very see thru at this point.  His penis was bigger then before
I noticed, it was getting harder.  That's when I realized he was getting
turned on!  And I realized it was because he was staring at me!  The worst
part was I was getting turned on too.  It felt so dirty and so good at the
sametime!  I ran back inside right after that.

   I basically ignored my brother for the rest of the trip.  My mind was
racing.  Trying to forget everything...  but I couldn't.

   Anyway, that was the trip, and now I'm here, in the car with my family,
and we're almost home from the trip.



   Michelle's Awakening Pt.  02

   Michelle goes shopping with her brother.

   The next morning I woke up feeling a little groggy.  I stumbled out of
bed wearing my usual sleep attire, old t-shirt and sweatpants and headed
downstairs to the kitchen.  I still had a few days left until school
started so I wasn't in any kind of rush to do anything.  When I got there I
saw my parents getting breakfast ready and Steve sitting at the kitchen
island looking at his phone.

   "Morning everyone"

   "Hey honey, how did you sleep" my mom asked.

   "Not too bad.  I'm a little groggy.  Is there coffee?"

   My mom poured me a cup and I sat down as far from Steve as I could.

   "So honey, what are your plans today?"

   "Well, I thought you were going to take me to the mall to get some new
clothes, right?  I need a few things." I replied, still not fully awake.

   "Actually, something has some up and your father and I need to go out.
Do you really need anything?"

   "Yes!  I need some new stuff or I won't have anything to wear!" It was
still early and my tone was directly related to me not being fully awake.

   Even though I go to a Catholic high school, I still need some clothes,
underwear, stuff for gym class, and every Friday is "casual" Friday.

   "OK, well honey your options are either you don't go, or your brother
takes you.  Steve can you take Michelle?"

   I look over at Steve and see him smirking, and I reply with an angry
glare.

   "Sure, I have nothing to do anyway" Steve said right away.

   I didn't know what to say.  I really didn't want to go with Steve, but I
also really needed to get some new clothes.  What happened on our trip
changed things, changed our relationship, and now going out to do a simple
thing like shop seemed stressful.

   "Fine" I said in a tone that was not pleased.

   I went to get ready while Steve waited downstairs.  I wore my usual
outfit, jeans that were a little too loose, a black t-shirt and my black
shoes.  Almost the same thing I wear every time.  I grabbed my purse, made
sure I had my wallet and phone and headed downstairs.  I also made sure to
grab my mom's credit card because there was no way I was going to pay!

   "Steve!  Lets go!" I yelled while walking out the door.

   Steve came out, unlocked the car door and let me in.  We drove in basic
silence for a while.  I wasn't planning on saying anything until I needed
too, I knew that.  No eye contact, no interaction.  Then Steve broke our
perfect quiet.

   "Hey, sis, should we talk about, you know...  what happened?" Steve said
softly.

   "Uhhhhh...  we don't have too"

   "Well, I think we should say something!  I don't want it to be like this
between us forever"

   "Well, what is there to say?  It was a little weird, and it won't happen
again" I said matter of factly.

   "Well ya, of course it can't happen, I mean won't, happen again, but
still..."

   Can't?  Won't?  What was he saying?

   "...  I just wanted to let you know that I looked at you like that
because you have a really good body, you're really beautiful, hot
actually...  so really it's a compliment!" Steve said with a bit of an
awkward chuckle.

   "Uhhhh...  thanks?" I could feel myself blush when I answered.  Someone,
anyone, thinking I was hot was not something I was used too.

   "It's true!  You have a such a good body!  It's too bad you cover up the
way you do!"

   "Ya, whatever.  Thanks..." I wasn't sure what was happening anymore, I
just knew I wanted to get to the mall, and get out of this conversation.

   "Well, I won't say anything else.  But you really should get something a
little more your size, show off your body a little more.  You're 18 sis,
not 81!" Steve said now much more excited.

   "Thanks Steve...  but I'll buy what I want, OK?  Just please, stop..."

   We finally arrived at the mall and we both got out and walked towards
the mall.  As I walked towards the mall Steve was behind me, I could feel
his eyes on me, looking at me, staring at me.  Not only is it wrong, but I
don't even get it.  Why is he looking at me?  I'm not even wearing anything
revealing, just my regular too big clothes.  I picked up my pace.

   "Steve!  Are you coming?" I say while holding the door open.

   "Ya ya!  I'm coming!"

   We walked into Forever21 and I tell Steve that I'll see him in a bit.  I
head over to the women's section and pick out some stuff to try on. 
Skirts, long of course, shirts, dresses, shorts, just a little of
everything.  Everything I pick is modest, comfortable, easy to wear, my
usual style.  As I'm about to walk into the change room I run into Steve
holding a bunch of women's clothes in his hands.

   "Steve, why do you have that stuff?" I asked, very confused.

   "Well I picked some stuff up for me, but I also picked out some stuff
for you.  Try these on!" He said while handing me a pile of clothes all
jumbled together.

   "Steve...  this is weird...  what is this stuff?"

   "It's stuff I think you would look really good in.  Just try some of it
on, what's the worst that can happen?"

   "Fine..." I said a little hesitantly.  I really didn't want to try any
of it on, but I would say whatever I needed to to move this situation on.

   I walk into the change room and try on my own items first, picking what
I want and what I don't want, two piles.  Then I look at what Steve has
picked.  It actually wasn't that bad, some skirts and a couple of dresses.

   "Hey, sis" Steve said speaking through the door.

   "Uh, ya?"

   "When you try them on, let me see, OK?"

   "Why?" I roll my eyes.

   "Because I want to see what you look like in something that fits you!"

   "...Fine..." I reply, but in a soft questioning tone.  I don't want to
do it, but I also don't want to argue with him.  Getting through the day is
all that matters right now.

   I try the items on, one by one, and start going out to show my brother.
At first it's a little weird, his eyes looking at me up and down, judging
what I'm wearing, telling me I look good, but as it goes on it actually
becomes kind of fun.  I started spinning and joking around with him.  We
were actually having a good time, and even though the situation was a
little strange, it started to feel normal again.  I felt a smile on my face
for the first time today.

   "Hey Steve, guess what...  I'm actually going to get a couple of the
things you picked!"

   "Seriously?  Awesome!" He smiled.

   "Ya, I actually think some of the things look good.  Not something I
would usually wear.  I hate to say it, but you were right."

   Steve just laughed and walked out of the change room area leaving me to
finish up.

   What a strange day.  Shopping with my brother, and having a good time.
We walked around some more of the mall and went into a few more stores. 
Sometimes I went my own way, and sometimes he joined me.  We both had a
bunch of bags.

   We both walked into the Nike store as I needed to get some stuff for
working out, well really for gym class at school.  I started walking around
to the shorts and pick some regular ones that are about mid thigh.  Nothing
exciting.  As I'm grabbing some other items, socks, a t-shirt, I see Steve
walk towards me, and again he is holding clothes that aren't for him.

   "Hey sis, why don't you get these?" As he holds up a pair of black
spandex shorts.

   "First of all why would I need these?  Secondly, look how small they
are!" My eyes widened as I looked at them.

   "Well you probably don't need them, but I bet your ass would look
amazing in them!" Steve said laughing a little.

   "Steve!  I thought we weren't going to talk like this anymore?"

   "Well, I just saw them and then I thought of your ass, and I thought
they would look good on you.  What can I say?"

   "Even if they would, you shouldn't be saying this!"

   "Can you just try them on for me?  I know it's a little weird, but I'm
curious!" Steve said almost begging.

   "Ugh!  Fine!  After I try my other items on I'll try these on for 2
seconds." I said as I walked into the change room shaking my head.

   I really can't believe I just agreed to do this.  I mean, why am I doing
this?  He's my brother!  I can't wait for this day to be over with.

   I went into the change room and to try everything else on, shorts,
shirts, leggings, and now it's time to try on the shorts Steve picked.  I
pick them up and look at them.  They look so small, and short and tight. 
The more I look at the them the more my mind starts to race.  I can't
believe that people actually wear shorts like this, especially out in
public.  They must feel so tight on you, and squeeze around your butt and
your...  pussy.  I stop myself.  Pussy?  What am I thinking about.  Why is
my mind thinking like this?  But I can't stop it.  I now have this urge to
try them on, to see how they feel.  I removed my clothes and slide the
shorts on.

   As I look at myself with the shorts I realize, they look horrible with
my panties on.  They just don't fit right...  So there is only one thing to
do.  I slide the shorts down, followed by my panties, and then slide the
shorts back up my thighs and over my ass.  I immediately feel a twinge run
through my body.  The fabric on my bare skin feels amazing.  The way it
hugs my body, running up along my ass, how it rides over my pussy and stops
just below.  I turn around and look at my ass in the mirror.  Again, Steve
was right, my ass does look good.

   Even though he didn't ask, I know I need to show him.  I want him to see
how these shorts fit, how I look, how right he was.  My mind was spinning,
my hands were shaking.  What was happening to me?  I felt some resistance
fight back, but I pushed it away, the thought of opening that door was too
powerful.

   I open the door and walk out to show Steve.  His jaw almost hit the
floor.

   "Oh my god Michelle!  Those look amazing on you." Steve said excitedly.
"Turn around, let me see that ass!"

   I'm feeling so turned on.  The fabric is rubbing against my pussy.  I
turn around to show Steve my ass.  I hold in that position for a minute,
letting him stare.  My blood is rushing, I can feel my face blushing, I
can't believe I'm doing this, but at the same time I don't want it to stop.

   I turn back around and Steve is smiling ear to ear.

   "You know I'm not actually going to buy these, right?" I say, a little
disappointedly.  As exciting as this was, this wasn't me, I couldn't go
through with buying these let alone wearing them in public.

   "Why not?!"

   "Because I'll never wear them, and I have no use for them."

   Steve looked disappointed, maybe as much as me, but it wasn't going to
happen.

   I pay and walk out of the store as Steve still wanders inside.  I yell
at Steve that I'll be next door, and next door happened to be Victoria's
Secret.  Usually I wouldn't go there, but they do have some very comfy
panties.  I start to look around and pick out some of the panties I like,
head and eyes down in the pile.  And then I feel it, again, Steve with
clothes in his hands.  What is going on with him today?

   "Steve, what are you doing in here?"

   "I'm picking some things out for you, just like everywhere else!" Steve
said, kind of laughing, but also looking somewhere serious.

   "Steve, what are you talking about?"

   Steve lifts his hand and shows me a pink lace pair.  I shake my head. 
Then he lifts up a blue thong.  I shake my head.  Then he picks up a white
g-string, which is honestly the smallest pair of panties I've ever seen,
and I shake my head.  None of those were going to happen.  Even though I'm
sure Steve would like to see me model them for him, I would never wear
them. Steve drops the panties in a pile and sulks away, his usual movement
today.

   I spend the next few minutes picking out some items and paying.  I've
lost track of Steve by this point.  I wait at the front of the store and
finally he walks up beside me.

   "Ready to go?" He asks

   "Yep!"

   We walk out to the car side by side this time.  For some reason we went
to the mall first thing in the morning so we're both feeling a little tired
after a few hours of shopping.

   "Thanks for taking me today Steve."

   "No problem sis.  It was fun"

   "Ya it was...  and thanks for picking a few things for me at
Forever21... I didn't think I would like them, but I did."

   "Well thanks for showing me how they looked.  You're seriously so hot."

   I blush immediately.  Any kind of compliment seems to make me feel
embarrassed.

   "And thanks for showing me your ass in those shorts!" Steve said with a
smile.

   "...uhhh no problem..." I responded tentatively.  "I actually kind of
liked wearing them..."

   "Really?  I thought you hated them?" Steve said sounding genuinely
confused.

   "Well, no, I really liked them, the way they felt, and looked...  but I
just knew I would never have any where or reason to wear them."

   "If you liked them you should have got them.  You know you can wear
things that make you feel good even if they don't fit what others think you
should wear, right?  I mean other girls wear those shorts"

   "Ya...  I know...  maybe I should have." My head was staring straight
ahead...  something was burning inside of me "Can I tell you something else
about them?"

   "Ya, sure"

   I took a deep breath before blurting it out.

   "I wasn't wearing any panties under them"

   "What!" Steve almost yelled as the car swerved.

   I quickly responded "Ya I realized they would look weird with panties
underneath, so I took them off."

   "WOW" Steve said still in disbelief.  "That must have felt different for
you" He chuckled.

   "Ya..." I don't know why I was telling him this, but it just kind of
came out "it kind of turned me on"

   "Oh my god Michelle!" He yelled "Now I'm getting turned on" he said with
a laugh.

   "Oh shut up Steve!" I turned my head to look out the window not knowing
what was going on.

   "No seriously, look!"

   I turn to look at him and I see he is pointing down towards his shorts.
My eyes follow his finger and see a tent growing where his dick is.

   "Steve!  Your penis shouldn't be getting excited talking to me!" I feel
my face blush more than ever.

   "I'm sorry sis, but I can't help it!  You just told me you were wearing
those shorts without any panties.  Your ass looked so amazing!  You're so
hot!" Silence followed for a few seconds "And you shouldn't call it a
penis" Steve said laughing.  "Call it a dick or cock like everyone else
your age."

   The word 'cock' sent waves through my body.  Each letter felt like it
coursed through my body and moved directly down to my pussy.  I was getting
turned on now too.

   "Steve we have to stop talking like this!" I said without looking at
him. I couldn't believe what was happening.  Why were my brother and I
talking and acting like this?

   "OK, OK." Steve said smiling as he tried to focus on driving again.

   The rest of the drive home was silent, but we were both stealing looks
at each other.  It is awkward and exhilarating at the same time.  We arrive
at the house, and I quickly jump out grabbing my bags as I go.

   "Hey sis!  Wait!...  This bag is yours too"

   I look back at him confused.

   "I bought you a few things I knew you would never buy" He said with a
smirk.

   "Oh God" I said back, rolling my eyes, but I couldn't stop a small smile
breaking from my lips.

   What did he buy me?  Was it items I would actually wear?  Or something
only he would want to see me in?  I didn't know, but I couldn't wait to
find out.

   As soon as I got to my room I lock the door and dump the bag he bought
me on my bed.

   I didn't care about what I bought anymore, I just wanted to know what he
bought me.  It looked like a lot to be honest.  I started looking at the
bags within the bag and there is Forever 21, Nike, American Apparel,
Victoria Secret and Bikini Paradise.  There was so much stuff.  I didn't
know what it was, but just looking at the bags of clothes Steve bought me I
felt myself get turned on again.

   I decided to start with the Forever21 bag.  I pulled out a skirt, and it
was the shortest skirt I've ever seen.  It was blue and pleated, and I
swear it would hardly cover my ass if I put it on.  I smiled when I saw it
though.  Somehow, for some reason, this was turning me on.  There was also
some kind of white dress.  It looked like a wife beater, but just longer. A
pair of sleep shorts that were obviously very short, and seemed extremely
thin.  Some tank tops, and t-shirts, and some leggings, white, grey and
pink.  There was also one last skirt, it honestly looked like a tube top,
it was white, and I swear it wouldn't cover anything.  Instinctively my
hand reached down and touched my pussy through my jeans, my head rolled
back.  I didn't know what was happening to me but I didn't want it to stop,
it felt too good.

   The next bag I decided to open was the American Apparel bag.  I didn't
even know Steve went there while we were at the mall.  I've seen their ads
before and they are so sexy.  There didn't seem to be that much inside
unfortunately.  I pulled out two pairs of thigh high socks.  The ones that
look like school socks.  The first pair was white with black stripes and
the second pair was black with white strips.  Not the sexiest thing I've
ever seen, but maybe Steve liked them I thought.  What a weird thing for me
to think!

   The third bag I opened was the Bikini Paradise bag.  Yes I knew that my
swimwear wasn't the best, but did I really need a new bikini?  Well
according to Steve I needed several!  The first bikini I pulled out was
bright pink, which I immediately liked.  I took a closer look at it.  The
top was a tube top, a very small one at that, the bottoms were like booty
shorts, but super small and I knew they would hug my ass.  The second
bikini was white, but was extremely small, I looked at the tag and it was
from a company called Wicked Weasel.  "Well that makes sense" I said to
myself.  The top was small, but would still somewhat cover my chest, but
the bottoms were so tony, I really didn't think they would cover my pussy
at all.  The third "thing" in the bag, well I didn't really know what it
was when I saw it.  It just looked like a tangle of wires.  I finally was
able to lay it out on the bed and figure it out.  Only then did I realize
it was some kind of one piece bathing suit, but it had the smallest patch
covering the chest and pussy, and then just strings connecting everything.
On top of that it sparkled pink.  I couldn't believe they even made such a
thing, but more then that I couldn't believe Steve thought I would look
good in it!  "Mmmmm" I moaned.  For some reason the thought of wearing this
swim, thing, turned me on.  My hand went back to my pussy.  "God" I thought
to myself, what is happening to me!

   I quickly threw all of the bikinis back and started on the Victoria
Secret bag.  I pretty much knew what would be in it based on what Steve has
shown me at the store.  I started going through the items.  There were a
couple of brightly coloured bras, some lace bralettes, and then tonnes of
panties.  Booty shorts, lace thongs, see thru g-strings.  You name it, he
bought it.  I could feel my pussy getting wetter.  I wasn't sure if it was
the clothes, the thought of Steve buying them, or a little of both.

   The last bag was Nike.  I opened it and pulled out some colourful ankle
socks, a pink sports bra, and, the last thing was a pair of spandex Nike
shorts.  The same ones I tried on in the store, but bright pink instead.  I
was getting so turned on.  My mind shot right back to me in the store with
Steve, showing him my ass in the shorts.  The way it made me feel, the
shorts with no panties, Steve looking at me, saying my ass looked amazing.

   I threw the Nike stuff back in the bag, stripped down, threw on my
bathrobe and went to have a shower down the hall.  I had to cool off
immediately before I couldn't handle it.  I made sure the water was cold as
it ran over my naked body.  It wasn't really helping though.  My mind just
kept racing.  The clothes.  My brother.  My hand started to reach down and
touched my pussy.  I started rubbing it, playing with my clit.  Faster and
faster.  Hard and harder "mmmm" I moaned quiet enough to be drowned out by
the sound of the running water.  Why am I feeling like this?  Why is this
happening?  Do I just like sexy clothes?  Do I like the thought of Steve
seeing me in them?  Do I want other people to see me showing off?  The more
thoughts that rushed through my head the more turned on I got.  I didn't
know what was happening, but I wanted more.  I cummed hard into my hand as
my head fell back against the tile surround of the shower.  My breathing
heavy, sweating under the water.  I waited until I calmed down before
finishing my shower.

   I got out of the shower, towelled off and went back into my room wearing
my bathrobe.  I looked around, seeing all the bags on the bed, and I
immediately started to get turned on again.

   "What's wrong with me!" I said quietly.

   I had to find something to wear to go back downstairs for lunch.  My
eyes scanned over the items on my bed trying to figure out what to wear.

   I decided to wear something Steve bought me.  I knew it would be a
little risky, but I was so turned on I didn't really care.

   I chose a pair of blue lace booty shorts from Victoria Secret, and the
pair of sleep shorts from Forever 21.  They were short and loose.  I didn't
really think those would cause an issue.  And a t-shirt from the same
place, a white baseball t-shirt with long pink arms.  I decided not to wear
a bra underneath.  Not because I was trying to show off, but because I
basically never did when I was home.

   I slipped the lace panties on, and then pulled the flower patterned
sleep shorts on over them.  It was then that I realized how short they
were. They wouldn't show my panties, but the bottom of my ass did hang out
a little.  And secondly that they were slightly see thru.  I don't think
anyone would notice, but still, it made me a little nervous as I was going
to be in front of my parents.  I felt a little hesitant after finding those
two things out, but I kept going anyway.  I put the t-shirt on, and it was
definitely tighter then what I would usually wear, and it fell just above
the waistband of the shorts, once again, not something I would usually
wear. I looked at myself in the mirror and liked what I saw...  a little
too much I think as I could feel my pussy moisten just slightly again.  I
smiled to myself while I starred.  I couldn't believe what was happening to
me.  I slipped a small pair of green ankle socks over my feet before
leaving my room.

   I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where my parents and Steve
were.  My parents were in the middle of the kitchen working on making
everyone lunch and didn't even notice me when I walked in.  Steve on the
other hand was standing and leaning against the island, his eyes locking on
to mine as I walked in, then moving to look at my body up and down.  I
could feel the shorts riding up between my legs and my shirt struggling to
stay in place and now sliding further up my midriff.  I immediately
blushed. He smiled and gave me a playful thumbs up.

   "Looking good sis"

   I just stared back, not knowing what to say.

   He motioned for me to go and stand beside him, which I did.

   He leaned over to me and whispered in my ear "You look really hot, just
wanted to let you know"

   My pussy immediately started twitching.  Was it Steve?  Or just the
compliment?

   I smiled and said "Thanks"

   For some reason I moved a little closer.  My mind was spinning.  I
really wasn't sure what was going on, but my instincts made me do it.

   Our shoulders rubbed up against each other.

   My parents were blabbing on about something, Steve and I were joining in
whenever we had something to say.  I thought that it was going to be a
regular family lunch, nothing out of the ordinary.  Time went by as we
stood beside each other talking to our parents as anyone would.  But then I
felt it.  Steve's hand touch my thigh, then move up my side, around to my
ass, and he squeezed it.

   It felt amazing.

   I slapped Steve.  "Stop it!"

   "Steve!  Stop bothering your sister!" My parents both said almost in
unison while they continued to work away in the kitchen.

   "Don't lie sis...  you liked it" he whispered into my ear again.

   He was right.  I did like it.  I didn't know why, but I did.  I wish I
didn't tell him to stop, I wish I told him to keep going.

   His hand went back to my ass, and this time I didn't stop him.  He went
back and forth across my ass, squeezing and touching it.  His hand creeped
up he rubbed my lower back.  It felt amazing.  I didn't want him to stop.
His hand slid down into my shorts.  My pussy was so wet now.  I wanted him
to keep going.  He kept going, feeling my lace panties, and squeezing my
ass again.  I did everything I could to not moan out loud in the kitchen.

   "Lunch is ready!" my mom said while carrying plates over to the table.

   Steve's hand slipped out of my shorts before anyone noticed.  I felt
disappointment float over me.

   We looked at each other.  I was so turned on.  He looked turned on too.
I gazed down at his shorts and noticed his cock was hard.  We took out
seats beside each other, my parents on the opposite side of the table.

   As we sat there eating I felt Steve reach over with his right hand and
place it on my exposed thigh, his eyes still going between his plate and my
parents as he carried on a conversation.

   My breathing quickened as his warm hand slowly moved up my thigh,
touching the bottom hem of my shorts leg and continued under the fabric.  I
moved my ass up off the chair on that side instinctively and Steve's eyes
came to meet mine.  I was letting him do this, wanting him to do it.  His
hand kept going, slowly, gently until I felt his fingers reach the edge of
my panties.  My pussy is soaking wet.  My blood is rushing.  His fingers
slide over, closer, little by little, towards my awaiting mound, I feel it,
his touch, gently, over my pussy.  It's taking all of my might to not moan
out loud, not to yell and tell him to touch me more.  My mind is on fire.
Just as I'm about to loose control my mom gets up from the table and starts
to grab out plates.  I feel Steve's hand slide out from my shorts and
pretend nothing happened.  I was sweating, my heart beating fast, my pussy
wet.  I was in shock.

   Lunch ended and I stayed seated for a few minutes trying to regain my
composure.  My parents cleaned the kitchen while Steve had to go off to his
summer job for the last time.  When I felt I was ready I got up and headed
up stairs.  I saw Steve coming down the hall dressed for his job.  We
looked at each other.  We got closer, and he grabbed me.  He put his hands
on my hips and then slid them around to my back and into my shorts.  He
massaged my ass and I loved it.  I didn't care how wrong it was anymore.  I
just loved the feeling.  I wanted it.

   "Lets go for a swim when I get home" Steve said looking into my eyes.

   "OK" I said, staring back.

   He leaned in and kissed me on the forehead.  I almost melted.  His hands
slipped out of my shorts and he walked away down the stairs and off to
work.

   As Steve left, I walked to my room.  I got in and closed the door my
hand went into my shorts and started rubbing my pussy over my panties.  I
was so turned on, so mesmerized by the feelings I was having.  I didn't
know what was happening anymore, but I knew I didn't want it to stop.

   I laid down on my bed and opened my laptop.  I opened up Chrome and
started searching for brother sister stories, info, videos, anything I
could find.  I read confessions of others and how they felt about their
siblings.  I watched fake videos of brothers and sisters having sex.  I
read stories about it too.  The deeper I went the more I saw, more topics,
more nastiness.  Girls fucking each other, girls showing their bodies in
public, huge toys and fists, piss and more.  My eyes kept widening, my mind
growing.  It was like a whole new world.  I had no idea what was out there
until now.  Everything was new, and I wanted it all.  Being more nasty,
more slutty, open to everything.  I kept rubbing my pussy while I learned
more and more, the thoughts in my head bringing me closer to orgasm.  I
couldn't resist it, the more dirty the better, I wanted to know everything.

   As I cummed with my fingers rubbing my pussy I knew this was the
beginning of the end for me.  There was no going back now.  I passed out on
my bed with nasty thoughts swimming through my head.



   Michelle's Awakening Pt.  03

   Brother and sister finally get to play.

   "Michelle!" I heard yelled from downstairs.

   I groggily woke up and opened my door

   "What!?" I yelled downstairs.

   "Your father and I are going out for a hike.  We'll be back in a couple
of hours" my mom said more softly now.

   "OK...  have fun" I said, still not fully awake.

   I checked the time and realized that Steve would be home soon and my
mind started racing.  I could feel myself start to get excited immediately.
The thought that my brother was making me feel like this was still a
strange feeling.  I remembered he wanted to go for a swim, so I started to
look through my bikini's.  At first I wanted to throw on one of the new
ones that Steve bought me, but the thought of being dressed like that in
public scared me.  What if someone saw me?  I decided to wear an older one,
it was blue, and a little small.  It wasn't anything like my new ones.  I
got changed and put on my robe as I walked through the empty house and out
back to the pool.  I pulled a lounge chair close to the water, took off the
robe and laid down.  Trying to keep my mind off of Steve, I opened a book
and started to read.

   After reading for while I heard something behind me and turned to see
the sliding doors opening and Steve walking through.

   "Well what do we have here?" Steve said from behind me.

   I turned in my chair and smiled at him.  I could feel my heart start to
beat faster.

   "I've been waiting for you to get home!" I said.  It shocked me how
excited I was.

   Steve smiled at me.

   "Why don't you get up and show me what you're wearing?" he smirked.

   I dropped my book on the ground and got up.  I tried to be as sexy as I
could, spinning around and running my hands down my hips.

   "Why aren't you wearing one of the ones I got you?"

   "Because we have neighbours!"

   Part of me knew we were playing a little bit of a game.  Me coming out
in an old bikini, saying I didn't want to be seen.  I could feel myself, my
body, wanting more of this and I knew that the delay was part of the whole
experience.

   "The neighbours won't see anything!  On the one side they're on
vacation, and the other side they are old.  Plus Mom and Dad aren't even
home."

   "So you'd like to see me in one of the other ones?" I said coyly,
smiling back at him.

   "Yes!" Steve replied smiling, and more excited.  I looked down and
noticed he was getting hard.

   "Well OK...  just because it's you..." What am I saying?!

   I slowly walked past him and our eyes locked on to each others.  I felt
his hand grab my ass and I moaned softly to myself.  My pussy was on fire
and I couldn't wait to get back.

   "Hurry back!"

   I walked through the door and ran upstairs.  I was so excited.  I wanted
this so badly now.  All of a sudden, in just a few days, I feel like I've
completely changed.  My hand reached down and touched my pussy.  My eyes
closed as I thought about what might happen.

   I got to my room and looked at the three bikini's Steve bought me,
deciding on the white Wicked Weasel.  It wasn't the most revealing, but not
the most conservative either.  I put the top on and it barely covered my
chest.  My nipples were hard.  I felt so slutty.  The bottoms slid on and
the thong slipped into my ass.  The front of them barely covered my pussy.
If I hadn't have shaved there would have been hair everywhere.  I looked at
myself in the mirror.  I felt so hot, so slutty, so sexy.  My mind was
racing.  I didn't want this feeling to stop.

   I threw on my bathrobe just in case my parents came home and walked
downstairs and outside.  Steve was already in the pool.  He turned around
and looked me up and down.

   "Well...  are you going to show me what's underneath that robe?"

   I dropped the robe.  My pussy was dripping.  Here I was outside in this
extremely small bikini, standing in front of my brother.  I could feel the
sun beating down on my skin.

   "Holy shit!" Steve yelled.  "You look amazing!" He started to swim
closer to the stairs in the pool.

   I smiled, I loved everything about this.

   "Come closer, I want to take a closer look"

   I walked to the edge of the pool and Steve looked up at me.  My hands
moved on to my sides and started to run up and down my body.  I couldn't
control myself.  They slid upwards and over my breasts, I rubbed them. 
They moved down and towards my pussy and I rubbed my clit through the
fabric.  I turned around to show him how my ass.  My hands reached around
and caressed.  Steve reached up and grabbed my ass, one hand on each cheek.
He slipped one between my cheeks and continued forward to cup my pussy.

   "Mmmmm" I let out a soft moan, my eyes closed as I started to bend over
further allowing Steve, my brother, easier access.

   "You like that don't you" Steve asked.

   "Yes..." is all I could say.

   "Why don't you get in the pool with me?"

   I stood up and walked over to the steps and slowly lowered myself into
the water.  It wasn't too cold, but not hot either.  I could feel the water
rise up my legs, over my pussy, my stomach and then my breasts.  I slowly
walked over to my brother.  He put his hands on my hips.  It felt amazing.

   "Steve...  we shouldn't be doing this..." I said softly, knowing it was
already too late to stop myself.

   "Do you not like the way it feels?" He replied honestly.

   "No, I love the way it feels...  but it's so wrong" My eyes lowered.

   "It can't be wrong if it feels this good.  Just let the guilt go and
lets see what happens...  We can have a lot of fun" He pulled me closer and
spoke softly as his mouth got closer and closer.

   My mind took in what he said and tried to process it.  I couldn't handle
the words and the meaning, it was too much.

   "OK" I said hesitantly as our bodies touched.

   "You're so sexy Michelle, you look so amazing.  This bikini couldn't
look better on anyone else." Steve said looking into my eyes.  "When I saw
you in Florida, and then at the mall, in those gym shorts, I knew you were
the sexiest girl I'd ever seen.  And seeing the way you're starting to act,
I know you are starting to feel sexy too"

   I smiled up at him.  Happiness flowing over me.  The compliments feeling
amazing.

   "And the fact that you put this suit on and came out here shows me that
you're really a little slutty, and that you want to feel slutty.  Am I
right?"

   I nodded my head "I love the way it feels".  I couldn't help myself.

   "That's what I thought.  I want to help you feel good, and I want to
feel good too...  we can feel good together...  What do you think?"

   "Yes..." I hesitated, thinking through how wrong this was, but how good
it was all feeling.  "I want all of it...  but...  we have to go slow...  "

   "Of course sis"

   He pulled me even closer and I moved in.  Our lips met and we started
kissing.  It was amazing.  My lips spread and our tongues met.  I moved
closer.  His hands moved down my back and on to my ass.  He pulled me
tighter.  I could feel his hard cock against my stomach.  I was in heaven.
My hands started to reach out for him, landing on his shoulders, feeling
his strong arms, moving down and rubbed up and down his hard abs, and
finally reaching further feeling his cock through his swim trunks.  He
broke our kiss and smiled at me.  His hand moved around and landed on my
pussy.

   "MMMMM!" I let out a loud moan.

   "Do you like this?" He asked smiling, our faces almost touching.

   "Oh god yes...  I love it...  keep rubbing my pussy"

   Steve looked shocked.  I don't think he could believe I just said that.
To be honest, I couldn't believe it either.

   His hand kept rubbing my pussy on top of my bikini.  I was being taken
over by lust.  My hands moved and undid the tie strings on his suit, I
pushed it down and his cock was free.  My hands started stroking, up and
down, slowly.  His hand found its way into my bikini bottoms and his finger
was sliding along my slit.  The fire in my body was overpowering.  I felt
myself push my pussy against this finger, trying to get him to press back
harder.  His fingers kept moving up and down until I finally felt it, he
slid one inside my pussy.

   "Oh god...  yes!" I almost screamed, my head falling backwards.

   "Michelle!  Quite!" Steve said a little worried, his head turning side
to side looking at the neighbours fences.

   "Fuck" I said, a little quieter, but not much.  "Keep going.  Keep
fingering my pussy"

   Steve's mouth was open in shock.

   "Ya, you like when your sister strokes your cock don't you?"

   I was so turned on, so horny.  My mind looked back at the porn I had
watched.  How the girls acted, how turned on they were, how horny they
were, and how they just let themselves go, how they did what they wanted,
what they felt.  The thoughts ran through me and everything I felt started
to flow out of me.

   "Ya...  keeping going big brother...keep finger fucking your sister"

   "Jesus Christ sis!  What has gotten into you?" Steve was in shock, I
could see him sweating.

   "I'm so horny Steve...  I can't help it..."

   Steve kept fucking me harder and harder as I kept egging him on.  My
eyes started to roll back as I could feel an orgasm growing through my
body. As I cummed hard on his hand I realized how hot I was feeling, and
how more than anything I wanted more.

   I kept stroking his cock.  Looking him in the eye.  I wanted him to cum
too.

   "Come on big brother...  cum for your sister..."

   That was it.  I think saying "sister" was too much for him.  I felt him
shake as he cummed in my hands.

   His breathing was heavy.  "God Michelle...  that was the best...  What
has gotten into you?"

   Our eyes met, I smiled, smirked and shrugged.  I could feel the monster
inside of me waking up.

   As we stood there we heard it, our eyes grew and panic swept over us. 
Our parents car was coming up the driveway.

   Steve quickly pulled up his trunks.  I rushed out of the water and
grabbed my robe and threw it on.  We were both panicking.  What if they
saw? What if they knew?

   We calmed down a minute later as we realized there was no way they
could. We were done by the time they came home, and they are still in the
front.  Steve and I looked at each other and laughed.  Then the sliding
door opened.

   "Hi kids.  Did you have a nice swim?"

   "Ya...  we did mom" I said with a smile.  I walked past her and started
upstairs to go and have a shower.

   "What's up with her?" my mom asked Steve.

   "Noooo idea" He said in reply, with a smirk.

   -------------------

   My heart was still beating fast from the last 30mins, my time with
Steve, my parents coming home.  Luckily my shower helped a little in
calming me down.  I wrapped myself in my robe, and headed to my room.  I
laid down on my bed and grabbed my laptop.  When I opened it, up popped one
of my last search results, "brother sister sex".  "I should really clear my
browser history" I chuckled to myself.

   Just seeing that search turned me on again.  I instinctively opened my
legs letting the cool air rush under my robe and against my pussy.  I
remember how I felt walking outside in my super small bikini, how great it
was, how slutty I felt.  I search "small bikini's", "Micro bikini", "Wicked
Weasel" and then on to other things like "Public micro bikini", "see thru
bikini public", "nude in public", "exhibitionism", "public slut". 
Everything turned me on more and more.  The pictures, the stories, the
videos.  My mind was racing.  I don't even remember when, but at some point
during this whole time I had brought my hand down to my pussy.  I was
soaking wet.

   The whole time I was searching and seeing what others did I kept
thinking about me doing them, and how good it would feel.  I was becoming a
slut, I didn't know why, but I loved the feeling.  Being in control, the
butterflies, pushing the boundaries.  I think a big part of it was the
rush. Doing what I'm not supposed to, maybe getting caught.  It just made
me feel so good, so hot, so slutty, so horny...  I LOVED it.  I knew at
that point that I wouldn't be the same going forward.

   Knock knock "honey, are you in there?" My mom said softly.

   I quickly closed my robe and threw my laptop on the ground.

   "Uh...  ya?  What is it?"

   My mom opened the door slowly and walked in.  "Oh, there you are.  OK, I
just wanted to let you know that we're going to watch a movie downstairs if
you want to join.  Your brothers already down there."

   I wasn't going to go...  but then I heard Steve was there so I changed
my mind immediately.

   "OK, sure.  I'll be down in a few minutes, I just need to get changed" I
said now a little excited.

   My mom closed the door and I got up.  "What to wear, what to wear" I
said to myself.  I wanted to wear something that was a little revealing for
myself, and Steve, but my parents were downstairs so I couldn't go too far.
It had to be our little secret.  I decided on a pair of grey cotton boy
shorts I've had a for a few years.  They fit my ass perfectly.  I threw on
a night shirt that was probably 5 years old that I haven't worn in ages. 
When I used to wear it, it went down well past my knees, now I tried it on
and it was half way up my thighs.  I looked at myself in the mirror...  I
looked good.  I didn't put any kind of a bra on...  this was sleep wear,
right?

   I headed downstairs and was happy to see Steve sitting on the larger
couch by himself while my parents sat together on the love seat.  Steve was
wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt.  My mind started to
think about our time in the pool again.  How hot it was, how hot I was, his
cock, his rock hard cock...

   "Hey sis!" he said as I walked downstairs and patted on the couch beside
him.

   "What are we watching?" I asked as I went to sit beside Steve making
sure to keep my distance.I couldn't really care less about the movie, I
just wanted to snuggle with Steve.

   "I think we're going to watch Bridge of Spies" my mom, said.

   "OK!" I replied with a little smile.

   The movie started and we all were just sitting there.  I started to get
cold since the A/C was blasting.  I could feel my nipples poking through
the thin fabric of my night shirt.  I reached over Steve to grab a blanket,
I could feel my shirt ride up my back exposing my boy shorts as I was
laying across Steve's lap.  Instead of trying to pull the shirt back down,
I lingered in that position so that Steve could see.  This was a new
Michelle.  I never would have done that a couple of weeks ago, and now here
I was wanting Steve, my brother, to look at my ass.  I looked up at Steve
and he had definitely noticed.  His head was down staring at it and his
hand moved and cupped it.  I felt his fingers move over the fabric, slowly,
gently, I felt one slide under the elastic as the bottom of my cheek, all
while keeping one eye on my parents making sure we were not going to get
caught.  I smiled.

   I shifted back to my seat and threw the blanket over my lap.  My parents
were completely oblivious to what was going on as they were engrossed with
the movie.  Steve grabbed part of the blanket and threw it over his lap
too. I moved closer to him so we were side by side, our shoulders touching.
We watched the movie for a few minutes until I felt his hand on my knee. 
It was obvious at that point that there wouldn't be too much movie watching
going on anymore.  I let out a soft moan so he knew I approved.  His hand
slowly moved up my thigh.  I knew where his hand was going, and I loved it.
My pussy was getting wet in anticipation.  His hand kept moving up slowly,
careful that my parents didn't notice, he pushed the hem up on my shirt and
kept moving up.  Inch by inch he moved his hand.  I felt his finger finally
brushed against my mound and my head fell back, I instinctively pushed my
pussy forward trying to feel more pressure.  He started to slowly, and
quietly rub me through my panties.  I was completely soaked, I didn't care,
I just needed more.  I felt like a slut.  Doing this with my brother, in
our house, so close to my parents, so close to getting caught.  There was
nothing I wanted more.

   My hand reached under the blanket and went straight for Steve's crotch.
I grabbed his cock.  It was rock hard.  I started thinking that he liked
the risk of getting caught too.  I started to stroke him through his
sweatpants.  We looked at each other, I licked my lips.  I wanted my
brothers cock in my pussy so badly.  I slipped my hand into his sweatpants
and started jerking him off, being as careful as I could to not get caught,
but the rush was getting too much.  He kept rubbing my pussy harder and
harder.  I was getting so close to cumming right there on the couch, but I
knew we would get caught for sure, I had to do something.  How do I stop
this?!

   I got up off the couch and pulled my shirt down, covering my wet
panties.

   "Anyone want a drink?" I asked, trying to regain my composure, looking
at my parents.

   "Sure, I'll take a coffee" mom said.  "I'll have one too" my dad joined
in.  "Do you want us to pause it?"

   "Nope, it's fine, I'll be back in a few mins" I said.

   I walked to the kitchen to get started on the drinks, my face flushed,
my body shaking.  I tried to steady myself.

   I turned the coffee machine on, grabbed a glass of water for myself and
went to look in the fridge.

   Steve walked up behind me and grabbed me by the waist.  He turned me
around and lifted me up onto the counter.  I felt him step up close to me
between my legs so his cock was right against my wet panties.  He leaned in
and gave me a deep kiss, pushed his tongue into my mouth.  I kissed him
back as deep as I could.  We wanted each other.  He leaned back.

   "You're so fucking sexy" he said softly, still making sure my parents
couldn't hear.

   "You like playing with your slutty sister, don't you?" I said back, I
was becoming less and less shocked by what I said.

   "God yes" He leaned back in for a deep kiss.

   As we kissed I moved my hand down to my pussy.  I pulled my boy shorts
to the side and slid a finger in...  and then a second.  It was a little
tight, but I loved the feeling I realized.  I started to finger fuck myself
while I kissed my brother.  I moaned in our kiss and Steve noticed.  He
pulled away and looked down.

   "What a slut" He said a little louder now.

   The coffee was still brewing, we still had a couple of minutes.

   While I continued to finger my pussy faster and faster Steve pulled up
my shirt exposing my tits.  He leaned in and started sucking my nipples. 
My head fell back again, my breathing increased, I was in heaven.  I leaned
up to his ear and whispered...

   "I want you to make me cum, right here, right now"

   Steve didn't need to be told twice.  He started kissing me lower, down
my chest and stomach.  On top of my panties, and then he got to my pussy. I
pulled my fingers out and sucked them clean.  His tongue started on my
pussy, going crazy on my clit.  My one old boyfriend went down on me once,
but it was nothing like this.  I started rocking back and forth on the
counter and moaning.

   "Oh god..  It's so good...keep going..  Don't stop...  lick your sisters
pussy...  make your slutty sister cum..." I said way too loudly...  if it
wasn't for a loud scene in the movie my parents would have heard.

   I kept rocking back and forth, back and forth, trying to get more of
Steve's tongue into my pussy.  I needed more, I wanted more.  I didn't care
who knew anymore.  I was a slut for my brother and I loved it.

   "I love my sisters cunt" Steve said looking up at me and sticking a
finger into my dripping pussy.  That was what took me over the edge.  The
combination of the finger and him saying cunt.  It was so hot.  It was so
dirty.  I loved it.  Cunt.

   I came hard, all over his face, he licked up as much as he could.  Our
mouths met again and we kissed deeply.  I could taste myself, it was
amazing.  The coffee machine "dinged" and it was time to take the drinks
back.  I took a minute to catch my breath.  I got up off the counter,
pulling my panties back into place and my shirt down, I reached out and
grabbed Steve's cock through his sweatpants.





   "Don't worry...  you're next" I said as I gave him a little smile.

   We worked together to get the cups and everything ready for the coffee
and brought it out for our parents.  Our parents thanked us and went back
to the movie.

   I got on the couch and layed down with the blanket over me.

   "Steve, you can lay down too if you want" I said it loud enough so my
parents heard it, trying to make it less surprising if they saw us.

   "Ummm OK" Steve said a little unsure.

   He laid down behind me.  My brother and I were spooning on the couch
only feet away from our parents.  We both had the blanket over us, the room
was dark, and I was already horny again.

   I reached behind me and found Steve's semi-hard cock.  I heard him moan
softly into my ear.  I think even Steve was getting shocked at my boldness
now.  The more I stroked the harder he got.  I pushed my ass up against his
cock and he moaned louder into my ear.  He started to thrust, just ever so
slightly.  I'd love for him to slide his cock into me, but I knew he
couldn't.

   I reached down and started to slide my panties down.

   "Be careful" he said softly into my ear.

   I pushed his cock between my ass cheeks and started to rub harder.  He
started to thrust a little now.  I was a little worried my parents would
notice.  My hand kept flowing up and down his cock, his thrusts kept
pushing it between my cheeks.  What we were doing was so risky, but it made
it better somehow.  Brother and sister having slutty fun near their
parents. Steve's moaning got a little louder and I knew he was close. 
Stream after stream of hot cum started shooting on my back and falling on
the couch.  It was so nasty.  Here I was, laying on the couch with my
brother cumming on me and my parents are 5 feet away.  It was so dirty, so
slutty.  I loved it and I didn't want it to stop.  As Steve started to calm
down again we tried to act normal.  He slowly pulled up his sweatpants and
I pulled up my panties.  I was still horny but I also felt that we had
pushed our luck enough for one night.

   We continued to watch the movie and Steve and I both passed out shortly
after our little game ended.  I woke up sometime in the morning and Steve
was gone.  My mind thought back to the night before.  I got up and noticed
a little stain on the couch "oops" I thought with a smile.  I headed up to
my room to pass out again.



   Michelle's Awakening Pt.  04

   Michelle's Awakening

   I woke up the next morning.  My last day before school started up again.
I knew Steve was going to be out at work all day, and my parents had plans
too, so I had the house to myself.  I shook the covers off and remembered I
was still wearing my cum stained panties.  My pussy immediately started
getting wet, thinking back to the day before.  Steve and I in the pool, our
games in the kitchen and on the couch.

   My hand ran down and touched my pussy as my head bent backwards in lust.
A finger slid inside the side and started to play with my slit before
finally finding its way into me.  My finger slowly fucked me as I lay
there, my mind racing through all of the things I've done, and all of the
things I want to do.  A second slides inside beside the first and my
fucking increases its intensity.  My other hand drops down and starts to
rub my clit.  The orgasm is growing inside of me like an animal trying to
get out.  I feel my hips start to move side to side, up and down, trying to
get more of the fingers inside.  A third starts to rub my labia beside the
other too toying with my entrance.  Little by little I push, slowly trying
to get the third inside, to reach a new level, to be a bigger slut.  My
breathing is panting, my heart racing, juices flowing from me like a
waterfall.  The third finger enters, the stretch is wonderful, I love it,
the feeling of doing more, going beyond my limit, my body doing what I want
it to do.  My head falls back again, my eyes roll, and I cum hard on my
three fingers fucking my cunt.

   My body and mind come back to earth slowly as I lay out on my bed, limbs
in every direction.  Finally, I get out of bed and hop in the shower
thinking about my plans for the day.  I had everything ready for school,
the only thing I wanted to do is go and see my best friend Jen.  I hadn't
seen her for a few weeks and it would be nice to catch up before school
starts.  Jen and I have been friends since we were younger and no matter
what happened we always were close.  I tell Jen everything, but now I'm not
so sure.  Do I tell her about Steve and I, about everything that has
happened?  What we've done?  What about how I've been feeling?  My new
desires?  Part of me wants to tell her, but I'm not sure how she is going
to react to the information.  I've changed so much in just the past few
weeks.

   I got out of the shower, towelled off, and walked to my room, I had to
figure out what to wear.  There was no way I wanted to dress like I used to
dress.  I knew I wanted to dress sluttier, but the question was how slutty.
Seeing Jen for the first time since my changes tempered my excitement a
little.  My hands and eyes started to rummage through my clothes, mostly
the new ones to see what I could fine.  I picked up a pair of jean shorts
and looked at them.  I've seen girls wearing really short jean shorts
before, basically letting their ass fall out.  "Perfect" I chuckled to
myself.

   I held up the shorts and looked at them, they were long, maybe a few
inches above my knees.  As my eyes went up and down I got an idea.  I
grabbed a pair of scissors from my desk drawer, and started cutting.  It
took me a few mins, and I had to keep looking at them to make sure I didn't
screw them up.  I wanted them to be short, but not too short.  Normal
short. I finally finished, and looked at them.  I thought they looked
great.

   I went to my drawer and pulled out a yellow lace thong Steve got me from
Victoria secret.  I slide them on, and then slide the shorts on.  Small
enough to look sexy, but still completely covered my ass.  The bottom edge
of them were frayed from the cutting and showed off the curve of my ass
perfectly.  I threw on a pink lace bralette Steve also bought me, a white
t-shirt, and also a pair of hot pink ankle socks.  I looked at myself in
the mirror.  "I actually look pretty hot" I said to myself while standing
there.

   I grabbed my shoes and headed out the door to Jen's.  It was about a 5
minute walk, just the next street over.  As I walked over a couple of guys
watched me walk past.  It felt good to be looked at, to have people see me,
to want me.  What I also realized was how much I wish I was showing more. I
wanted to show off.  It was a new feeling, but I liked it.

   As I got closer to Jen's I started to think about if I should tell her
what happened between me and Steve or not.  I wasn't sure she would
understand, for all I know she would run and tell someone.  I thought about
it until I got there.  Just before knocking on the door I decided I would
start with the Florida events, and see how she reacted.

   Jen opened the door wearing a pair of loose sweat pants rolled up at the
waist and a white wife beater.  Jen was sexy.  Her long blonde hair flowed
over her shoulder, her ample breasts pressing against the material of her
shirt, her flat stomach being showcased between her sweats and shirt.  My
new found feelings made me look her up and down, I wanted to lick me lips
by restrained myself.  Jen was my best friend, I didn't want to ruin
anything.

   "What the hell?" Jen said when she opened the door.  Her jaw dropped,
her eyes widened.  "I can't believe that is you!"

   "Ya ya, I changed the way I dressed a little.  It's not a big deal" I
sheepishly replied.  Not quite sure how to act in front of her yet.

   "You look hot!" Jen said smiling.  "Come in!  We have a lot to catch up
on."

   I walked in and we went up to her room to chat.  We talked about what
Jen had done the last few weeks, what our plans for school were, and how my
trip to Florida was.  Well not all of it, yet.

   "So, some strange stuff happened when I was in Florida" I started, my
eyes looking down.

   "Really?  Strange like how?" Jen inquired.

   "Do you promise not to say ANYTHING to ANYONE" looking her straight in
the eyes.

   "Ya, of course.  You can trust me.  We're best friends.  I would never
tell anyone if you don't want me too."

   "And you can't judge me OK...  seriously" I felt nervous.  I wanted to
tell her everything, but I don't want to lose her either.

   "Michelle!  Trust me.  I won't judge and I won't tell" She put her hand
on mine.

   "OK, well I'll start off slow and we'll see how you react" I said half
joking.

   "OK...  so what is it?"

   "Well, the first thing was we were talking down the street and Steve and
I were almost hypnotized by these girls in front of us, and what they were
wearing.  It was a little awkward."

   "What were there wearing?"

   "Basically the smallest, tighested most see thru clothes we've ever
seen"

   "Ya, so?  You guys were just shocked, not a big deal.  We don't see
stuff like that very often up here" Jen laughed and pushed my shoulder.  I
smiled back, starting to feel a little more comfortable.

   "Ya, well, later on we were at the beach and this girl had a see thru
bikini on, and I was completely staring at her, and Steve asked me if I
liked what I saw."

   "OK, that's a little stranger, Steve asking you that..." I could see her
eyes change a little, but not the way I thought they would.  "...but still
not that bad.  And DID you like what you saw?" Jen chuckled.

   "Uhhhh..." I hesitated

   "That means you did!  Geez Michelle!" We both laughed, the stress was
getting released.

   "Ya ya!"

   "Was she hot?" Jen smirked.

   "Huh?"

   "The girl in the bikini, was she hot?"

   "Yes..." My eyes locking on to Jens.

   "I think little perfect Michelle might have a little bi in her!" She put
up her hand for a high five, laughing more, smiling, looking excited.  I
high fived her back, smiling.  Was I bi?

   "Jen!  Just let me finish!" I said pretending to be annoyed, trying to
move on from the bi comment.

   "There's more?"

   I wasn't sure if I should continue...  but I looked at her and trusted
her.

   "Well ya.  There was something else.  But it's pretty bad."

   "How bad could it be?  Just tell me.  I'm sure it isn't that bad.  I
PROMISE I won't tell anyone"

   "OK...  I'll tell you.  But it's weird and you'll think it's gross."

   "I promise I won't!"

   "Ugh, fine.  Steve and I went for a swim at the house we rented.  Our
regular bathing suits were in the wash so I wore an old one piece and Steve
went swimming in his boxers."

   "OK...  and?"

   "Well it turned out that my suit was pretty small so it really hugged my
ass...  and it turned out it was see thru."

   "Oh my god!  Your brother saw you in a see thru suit?" She said smiling.

   "Ya, but it's worse.  He was wearing white boxers."

   "You mean you saw his cock?!"

   "Uh, ya...  and he was hard."

   "Holy shit!" Jenn yelled excitedly.  "That is SO hot!  I love it!"

   "What?" I said confused.  "You think that's hot?"

   "Oh ya, so hot.  You don't have to worry, I won't tell anyone.  I think
your brother is hot, but you're hot too, so I'm sure the whole thing was
hot as fuck!" She said laughing.

   I couldn't believe that she called me hot.  It made me feel really good.

   "Is there anymore to this story?" Jen asked with a smirk.

   "Well, actually there is."

   "What?!  Tell me, tell me!" Jen said as she hopped up on her knees and
moved closer to me.

   "Well when we got back from Florida we went shopping together, and I
bought a bunch of stuff, and he asked me to model some of it for him.  And
at Nike I tried on a pair of spandex shorts, without panties and showed
him." I was rushing through the explanations, trying to get them out fast
and quick, like pulling a band-aid off.

   "Michelle, this is the hottest thing I've ever heard.  Tell me more!"
Jen's eyes opened bigger.  I could feel her focus on me.

   "When we got home he handed me a bunch of bags of stuff he bought for
me. He bought me clothes, and underwear and bikini's.  All stuff that is a
lot sexier then I would normally wear."

   "Uh.  Wow.  This is the best thing ever.  He obviously thinks you are
hot.  Did he say anything else?  I know you're not supposed to be into your
brother, and vice versa, but it sounds like you too might be!" Jen said
laughing.  Was she serious?  Did she know?!

   "Well there is more, still more I mean, if you want to know.  But if you
want me to stop, just let me know." I was still moving forward carefully.

   "Are you fucking kidding me?  Tell me everything!"

   "Well, having all of this stuff, and what was happening, it was all kind
of making me horny and turned on.  When Steve got home from work we had the
house to ourselves and he wanted go for a swim.  I said fine and got
changed into a Bikini, but he wanted me to wear one that he bought.  It was
this super tiny white bikini."

   "Holy crap.  You went outside in it?  Did he see you in it?  What did it
feel like?"

   "Well to be honest, I really liked it.  I feel like it really opened me
up.  I loved the feeling of showing off and being a little slutty, to be
honest." My eyes looked at hers, trying to find her reaction.  Excitement.

   "I cannot believe this is the same Michelle!"

   "Anyway...  the suit was completely see thru when wet.  We got closer.
We were both horny.  He held me.  We kissed...."

   "Wait...  what....  You kissed?"

   Uh oh...  I went to far.  I started to panic.  Trying to think of a way
out of this.

   "Michelle.  You have got to be kidding me.  Are you kidding me?  This
can't be true?"

   "Ummmm, it's true....  I'm sorry I told you.  Please don't tell anyone!"

   "I won't tell anyone!  Trust me!  I'm getting so turned on listening to
this story.  I'm just being honest.  I'll never tell anyone, but I want to
know more, I need to know how far you went!"

   I paused.  Thinking about if I should continue or now.  Should I lie and
say that was it?  I decided to continue, I've already gone this far.

   "Well, OK, next thing you know, we're making out, his fingers are in my
pussy, and I'm jacking him off.  We both cum in the pool.  That was
basically it..." I rushed through the story again, trying to avoid Jen's
gaze, worried of her reaction.

   "HOLY FUCK!" Jen replied loudly...  I was shocked.  "Michelle!  That is
so fucking hot, so slutty...  I love it!  Please tell me there is more!"

   "You really think so?"

   "Fuck yes.  Michelle you're fooling around with your hot brother.  Of
course it's fucking hot.  Is there more?"

   I was starting to get turned on by how excited Jen was.  Her acceptance
of what I did was making me feel better about how I was feeling.

   "Well, a bit, ya..."

   "Well, later that night my whole family watched a movie together.  I
wore something a lot more revealing than I usually would, an old sleep
shirt that was too short, and boy shorts.  Steve and I sat together, and
under the blanket there was some touching..."

   "In front of your parents!"

   "Uh...  well they didn't know."

   "Are you sure?"

   "Ya, we were pretty careful...  there was no reaction so we're pretty
sure...  this is a weird conversation." Jen and I both started laughing
again before falling beside each other on the bed.

   We calmed down a little "Jen, I love that you like this, I thought you
might think I'm disgusting.  It's so hot it turns you on"

   "Fuck Michelle, I'm practically dripping right now!"

   "Well it gets better!" I said with a smile "After a while I had to get
away to calm down and I went to the kitchen to get drinks for everyone. 
Steve followed me, lifted me on the counter and we made out, and then I
fingered myself, and then he started licking my cunt and I came SO hard."

   "I can't believe you said cunt!" Jen said shocked and laughing.

   "OH ya, when I'm horny I just spurt out the nastiest stuff all of a
sudden.  I was asking him how he liked his slutty sister, and everything."

   "WOW.  FUCK.  So good!" Jen said moving closer to me again.

   "After our kitchen fun we were on the couch, spooning basically, and I
jacked him off until he came on my back and the couch....  All while my
parents were on the next couch."

   "On the couch?" More laughter "That is the hottest fucking thing I've
ever heard.  Is that it?" I could tell Jen was hoping there was more.

   "Unfortunately ya, basically, that happened, then sleep, and now I'm
here."

   "Unfortunately?" Jen asked with a smirk.

   "Shut up Jen!" I said smiling at her.

   "So THAT's why you're wearing those shorts."

   "Well after all of this happened I realized how much I liked it.  I like
showing off, being slutty, and so on.  I'm still taking it kinda slow,
trying to find out what I'm comfortable with and what I'm not."

   "Well based on how much you've changed in the last couple of weeks I
think you'll be doing a lot more than you ever thought"

   "Ya, maybe...  we'll see."

   Jen moved a little closer and spoke softly to me.

   "Michelle.  I'm so glad you told me.  I have a lot of the same desires,
I just never knew how to go about them, or had someone to talk to them
about it"

   "Well you dress pretty sexy" I said intently.

   "Not as much as I'd like!  Or should I say not as slutty as I'd like!"
We both laughed.

   We chatted a bit more about what turned us on, what we liked, what we
wanted to do.  We still weren't sure of everything, but we knew that we
wanted to explore more, and now we had someone to do it with.  We started
going on line and looking up different things, different porn sites,
pictures, things we liked, we wanted to try.  We laughed and looked at each
other.  We moved closer and closer throughout the conversation.

   I leaned in and kissed Jen on the lips.

   Her first reaction was to move away, her head shot back, she looked
shocked.  Our eyes met.  I felt her hands reach around and grab my head and
pull me closer.  Our lips met again and we started to make out.  Tongues
began to infiltrate both mouths and we started to intensely make out.  This
was different then we Steve.  This was intense, carnal, lustful.  We wanted
each other so badly and there was no stopping it, no limits, no taboos.

   I pushed Jen back on the bed and straddled her as we continued to make
out like maniac.  I could feel her hands move up my legs and start to grab
my ass through my shorts.  My hands moved up her body and tugged on her
shirt.  She shifted so I could lift her shirt off her body.  I moved my
mouth down her body and started to suck on her left, and then right nipple,
caressing her tits as I did.  Her hands had slide under my shorts and I
could feel her roughly squeezing my ass.  Jen moaned.

   My right hand moved down, feeling her tight stomach, until I reached the
waist of her sweat pants, I entered and continued down, no panties.  "What
a slut" I thought as our lips met again and we continued to make out.  My
hand reached her bald mound and I could feel how wet she was, dripping like
she said.  Her hands moved up and undid the button of my shorts and started
to push them down revealing my tiny thong.  I felt her hands move up and
start to massage my pussy through my panties.  My hand was circling her
clit, her moans ringing through my mouth into my ears.

   Jen mushed me off and pointed for me to move.  I did and she got into a
position setting us up to 69.  I had never done it, but I saw it online,
and I immediately got more turned on even though I didn't think that was
possible.  Jen slide my panties off and I pulled her sweat pants down and
off.  She was completely naked and so beautiful, so sexy, I wanted her.  I
felt her mouth make contact with my sopping pussy and my eyes rolled back.
My hands went up, grabbed her ass and pulled her mound on to her face.

   "Oh ya...  lick my pussy you slut" I said out loud.  The lust taking
over me.  I couldn't control what I said.

   "Mmmmm fuck yes I will" Jen replied.

   Involuntarily I started to move my hips, trying to get her tongue into
my cunt.

   "Finger fuck me!" I almost yelled

   Without hesitation I felt Jen push a finger into my waiting pussy. 
Slowly at first, and then faster, all the way to her final knuckle.  My
mind was melting.  I couldn't control myself.  I kept rocking.

   My mouth was locked on her clit, licking and sucking as hard as I could.
I ran a finger up and down her slit as we continued to play.

   "Do it..." Jen said faintly as she continued to fuck my pussy with her
finger.

   That was all the invitation I needed.  I slowly started to push my index
finger into her pussy, deeper and deeper, in and out, a little faster.  We
both started to moan into each others pussys as we licked and fucked.

   "I need more Jen...  I need more in my greedy pussy..." I said matter of
factly.  Jen pushed a second finger in, being gentle.

   "Just fucking do it!  I NEED it!" I demanded of her.  I felt her ram it
into me.  It shocked me a little that she did it, but I loved it, being
taken over by my lust.  I started rocking hard back and forth on her two
fingers now inside my cunt.

   "Do me too...  but be gentle..." Jen asked, trying to keep up with the
slut I've become.

   I moved a second finger along side my first and slowly and gently pushed
in.  Jen was tight, and I didn't want to hurt her.  Even though I was a
giant slut it seemed who wanted to be stretched, she maybe wasn't.  I
pushed slowly as I worked my tongue over her clit.  As both fingers were
inside I started to fuck her slowly, waiting for her body to react to get
more direction.

   Jen continued to fuck me fast and hard with her fingers.  It felt
amazing.  I knew I needed to feel that feeling of being stretched again.

   "More." One word.

   "You sure?" Jen asked a little concerned in her voice, but through her
moans.

   "Yes...  I love to be stretched out like a slut...  put three fingers
into my stupid cunt..." The words flowed out, and the words, 'stupid' and
'cunt' made me tingle even more.  What has come over me?  It didn't really
matter because I loved it.  I was letting go more and more and letting my
feelings, my lust, my desires take over more and more.

   Jen gently pushed a third finger into my hole.  I pushed my body back on
to her fingers, wanting all three inside right away.  I couldn't wait.  I
pushed, and they went in, hard.

   "FUCK!  I LOVE IT!!" I screamed out.  I bucked harder and harder on the
three fingers fucking me.

   "Jesus christ Michelle!" Jen said while trying to fuck me as hard as
possible.  She could tell how much I loved it.

   I kept working on Jen, sucking hard, fingering her harder.  I could hear
her start to moan louder as her hips started to grind against my working
mouth.  I worked my fingers in and out faster, flicked her clit with my
tongue faster.  I kept going until I heard her "FUCCCKKKK".  She cummed all
over my face.  I used my tongue to lick up as much of her cum as I could,
it tasted amazing.  I was in heaven.





   "Now your turn you slut!" I heard Jen say as she started to fuck me even
harder, using her free hand to rub my pussy as she fucked me.  I moaned
louder and louder.

   "Oh shit...  OH SHIT!...  Keep going...  Fuck my you slut....  Fuck my
slutty hole harder!"

   "Cum for me you dirty fucking slut!" Jen yelled as she fucked me.

   Hearing her say that out loud was too much for me and I cummed on her
fingers, I shook as I cummed hard, my eyes rolled back, my head moved side
to side, my body convulsed.

   Jen rolled off of me, and turned around to lay beside me.  Her body was
glistening with sweat and she looked beautiful.  I moved closer to her and
kissed her, our tongues met and we made out gently and lovingly.  My head
turned to the side to look at her clock.

   "Fuck..." I said exhausted "I need to get home"

   "Michelle..." Jen started, still out of breath "That was amazing."

   We smiled at each other.

   "Fuck ya it was" I said back, still smiling.

   "I can't believe how slutty you've become...  I love it!" Jen said back.

   "Why thank you!"

   "I'm so happy this happened...  I love having someone to 'play' with"
Jen said, looking at me and using air quotes.

   "Jen, you have no idea how happy I am too.  I thought I was this freak,
but now I know I have someone to talk to..."

   I started to get up out of bed.

   "Where are you going?  Can't you stay?"

   "No, sorry...  last night before school, we're supposed to have some
kind of family dinner"

   "Oh...  with Steve..." Jen said winking.

   "Shut up!" I said with a smile while gathering up my clothes.

   Jen got out of bed, went over to her desk, got a pair of scissors and
picked up my shorts.

   "These shorts are definitely not short enough for a slut like you." Jen
said looking at me with the sexiest eyes.

   She cut them shorter and smaller all over.  As I saw the material fall
to the ground I was getting a little nervous at how they would look.  She
handed them to me.  I put my thong on and then tried them on.

   "Oh ya...  that's how they should look." She said to me, smiling.

   I stood in front of her mirror and immediately felt slutty.  The shorts
let me ass hang out the back, and the patch along my pussy was so small
that any wrong move and my panties would show.

   "They're perfect!" I said as I leaned in and gave Jen a kiss on the
lips.

   She walked me downstairs and we talked about school the next day and how
much fun we could have.  We kissed goodbye, as if it was something we would
be doing from here on out, and I left.

   I got outside and I could feel the cool breeze against my ass.  I loved
how short these shorts were now.  I kept thinking about what had just
happened.  How my best friend Jen was just as much as a freak as I was.  I
couldn't believe it.  But it also turned me on so much, and it made me
happy that I had someone to share all this with.

   I was getting so turned on thinking about it while walking home.  It was
dusk so I decided to take things a little further, just for fun.  What's
the worst that can happen?  I took my t-shirt and tied a knot on the side
so my stomach was exposed and the top of my jean shorts were now out for
everyone to see.  I was feeling so hot, so sexy, so slutty.  I think my
walk even changed so my ass was swaying.  I reached down and quickly rubbed
my hand over my pussy through my jean shorts.  It felt amazing doing it out
in the open.

   "What has happened to me?" I said softly to myself as I got more turned
on.

   I undid the button on my shorts and rolled the tops of them down.  Now
the tops of my panties were showing.  I loved it.  Every step turned me on
more.

   I kept walking home when I turned the corner and almost ran into two
teenage boys.

   "Oops!  Sorry" I said instinctively.

   "No problem" they said.  I could feel their eyes look me up and down. 
"Wow you're hot!"

   I smiled.  "Thanks".

   They stared for a few seconds before I started walking away.  I
recognized them.  They were a grade or two below me at school.  I didn't
care that they saw me, or knew who I was.  I loved showing off.  I knew
that now.  I wanted them to want me.

   As I walked away from them I could feel their eyes staring at me.  I
loved it.

   I got home and pulled down my shirt, and did up my shorts before walking
through the door.  Even though I wish I could just do what I wanted, I knew
I couldn't around my parents.  My shorts were still super short though.  I
realized Steve's car was home, and I could feel my pussy moisten.  I knew
right then that I wanted him.  I knew it was wrong, but I wanted Steve's
cock.  Bad.

   I walked into the house and everyone was in the kitchen.  My parents
were making dinner and Steve was behind the island.

   "Hey everyone.  What's for dinner?" I realized I was in a really good
mood which was odd for me.

   "Hey honey" my mom said looking up at me.  I could tell she was looking
at my shorts.  "Do you think those are a little short?"

   "All girls my age wear them like this" I responded, hoping I was
convincing.

   My dad just looked up and then away.  I'm sure he didn't want to look at
his daughter dressed like this.

   Steve piped in "Ya, she's right mom, most girls wear shorts like that"
as he smiled at me.

   I walked up beside him while we waited for dinner to be ready.  He
leaned in and whispered in my ear.

   "You're so hot.  I can't believe you're wearing shorts like that."

   His hand went down my back and squeezed my ass.  I reached down and
grabbed his hand and moved it around to my pussy.  I took control, I wanted
him to touch me.  I undid the button on my shorts and slipped his hand in
making sure he could feel how wet I was.  My parents were making small
talk, they had no idea.  Our eyes met and I could tell he was shocked.  He
couldn't believe I was doing this with our parents only a few feet away.  I
almost didn't care at this point, I was too turned on.

   He kept rubbing my pussy, making me even more wet.  I whispered into his
ear how much I loved it.  How hot it was.  How dirty it was.

   "I want you to fuck me tonight" I said at last.  His eye lit up and he
started rubbing my pussy harder, making me squirm.

   "Dinner's ready kids" my dad said.

   Steve and I quickly shuffled back to normal positions, I did up my
button and walked over to the table for dinner.

   Dinner went as normal.  Regular family talk.  Things like school the
next day, plans for the next few weeks and so on.  My mind of course was
racing, and I'm pretty sure Steve's was too.  When it was time for desert
and my parents went to get it we both looked at each other.  Eyes full of
lust.  I reached down and grabbed his cock through his shorts and kissed
him.  I knew it was a risk, but part of me didn't care.  Luckily my parents
didn't see.

   "When dinner is done, I'm going to go and have a shower, and I expect
you in there, fucking me" I said softly into his ear.  His cock immediately
grew harder in my hand.

   My parents came back with ice cream and we finished everything up. 
Steve and I helped put the dishes away.  I told everyone I was going to go
up and have a shower and then go to sleep.

   "OK honey, have a good night" my mom said.

   "Have a good first day at school tomorrow" my dad said and came in for a
hug.  His hands were on my back, but slowly moved down to just above my
shorts.  I was taken aback a little.  Was he trying to feel my ass?

   I thought about it for a second, but then I realized I was just
imagining things.

   I looked at Steve with lustful eyes and I mouthed the words "5 minutes"
to him.

   I walked upstairs and was so horny I almost took my shorts off in the
hall.

   I stepped into the washroom, but left the door unlocked.  My clothes
slipped off, I turned the water on and got in the shower.  I started
lathering up some soap.  My soapy hands cupped my breasts and moved down my
stomach to my pussy.  I went around to my ass and ran my hand through my
cheeks along my asshole, and then back to my pussy.  I pushed two fingers
into my cunt to get warmed up for Steve's cock.  I just kept thinking about
him walking in, his big cock, and him sliding it into me.

   The door opened behind me as my eyes were closed.  I knew it was Steve
and I turned around as I continued to plunge my fingers into my pussy.I
pulled the curtain back so he could see what I was doing.  I kept fingering
myself.  His eyes bulged.  I licked my lips.  The lust between us was too
much, we couldn't stop ourselves now.  No words were spoken.  His cock was
getting hard in his shorts.  I wanted it inside me.

   My free hand reached out and pulled down his shorts revealing his cock.
Just seeing it in front of me triggered another level for me as I started
to get more turned on.  I just wanted it so badly, and I didn't care who
knew.

   "Are you sure you want this?" He said, a little unsure.

   "Yes!" I said too loudly.

   "You sure?  There is no turning back."

   "Yes" I said even more loudly now, still fingering my cunt, my hand
running up and down my brother's cock.

   I turned around and bent over, my hands on the wall, giving him perfect
access to my awaiting wet pussy.  Steve moved in and slowly pushed his cock
into my cunt.  I loved it.

   "Mmmmmmm" I moaned out loud.

   "Are you OK?" he asked, still unsure of what was happening.

   "Yes!" I said "I need more..."

   Steve slowly pushed into me.  It hurt a little, but I liked it.  His
cock was stretching me wider than my two fingers.  Even though it was
intense, I loved it, I wanted to feel used and stretched.

   "More..." My eyes rolled back in my head as I started to push back
against him, trying to get his whole cock into my cunt." I want all of your
cock.  Push it all in!" I said a little frantic now.  I was so turned on, I
needed his cock deep inside me.  It felt so slutty, I just wanted to do the
dirtiest things, and this was it.  I needed his cock.

   "You OK?" he said, still sounding pensive.  He didn't want to hurt me.

   "MMMM it feels so good.  I love your cock inside me.  Now fuck me"

   Steve started moving in and out.

   "Harder!"

   He started going a little faster but not hard enough.  I wanted it hard,
I was so turned on.

   "Harder!" I said more loudly now.  It was a good thing the water drowned
out some of our sounds.

   He started going faster, his whole cock in and out, I kept pushing back,
I could feel my ass hitting him as we fucked harder and harder.

   "Ya, that's it.  Fuck your sisters cunt nice and hard.  Treat her like a
slut.  Make her cum hard on her brothers cock"

   That drove him crazy.  He started fucking me harder and harder.

   "Yes!  Fuck me!" I almost yelled.

   This was the best thing in my life.  The feeling was overwhelming.  I
loved all of this.  Fucking.  Doing it with my brother.  In my parents
house.  Everything.  It was the best thing I've ever felt.

   My hand reached down and started rubbing my clit.  I was getting so
close to cumming.

   "Fuck!" I heard Steve say.  He pulled out of me and cummed all over my
back.  That was too much for me as I came hard too.

   "Fuck sis!  That was the best fuck I've ever had!" Steve said with his
softening cock between his legs.

   I had never tasted cum before so I got down on my knees and sucked the
left over off of his cock.  There I was, on my knees, sucking my brother's
cock dry.

   I looked up at him and smiled.  I was so happy.

   "I hope I didn't hurt you." He said looking down at me.

   "Hurt me?  That was the best feeling ever!" I said with excitement.  "We
have to do that again" as I leaned in and gave him a deep kiss.

   I stepped out of the shower and went to my room and fell on my bed.  I
don't really know what Steve did next, but I passed out.  That's all I
remember until the next morning.