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-(@ @)- Another Uncle Mike Story
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Another Uncle Mike Story
Archive name: DonaReed.txt (mf, teen, first, inc)
Authors name: Uncle Mike
Story Title : DONNA REED
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T H E D O N N A R E E D S H O W
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*The Facts Of Life*
The children were at school and Donna and Alex Stone were
having lunch together in their neat kitchen when Donna
broached the subject.
"Jeff's growing up to be quite a man, isn't he?"
"A man?" Alex almost spilled his coffee; he put it back
down, careful not to stain his lab coat, before he went on. "He's
not a man yet, is he? He's only -- what, 11? 12?"
Donna hid a smile behind her own coffee cup. "He turned 12
last month, dear, remember? And, well, I know 12 isn't really a
man, but it won't be long now. ... So don't you think it's time he
learned things?"
Alex stared at his wife. "Things? He can't drive until he's
16. What's he got to learn now?"
"The facts of life, dear. The birds and the bees? You know."
The doctor's face turned a delicate shade of pink. "Yes, I
know them. But -- I mean -- well, isn't that what we send him
to school for?"
"Now, Alex, you know they don't teach those things in
school. What's the matter? You've done this before, haven't
you? When your patients ask you questions, what do you tell
them?"
"To ask their parents," he said quickly, then stopped. "Er,
but, that is -- you did such a good job of telling Mary, why
don't you take care of Jeff, too?"
"Mary is a girl, dear -- or haven't you noticed?"
"Of course I've noticed. I'm a doctor. I mean -- but --"
Donna cut off further debate. "I found a stain in his shorts
this morning that I'm sure came from a wet dream. We can't
put this off any longer. I've told Jeff that you have something
to discuss with him and you'd do it after dinner. That's enough
time -- if you need to brush up, I mean." With a giggle, she
cleared the table and herded her husband back to his office.
=== === === ===
Jeff was waiting in his bedroom when his dad came up after
dinner. Their discussion was short and, to Jeff, very confusing.
"Your mother said it was time you learned about ... things,"
Jeff's father began. "Birds and bees. That kind of ... thing. Here."
With that, he thrust into Jeff's hands a heavy, dusty old book
and left the room quickly.
The title, what Jeff could read where the gilding hadn't
worn away, was "Medi al Ency lop d a & Syll bus." Puzzled, Jeff
opened the thick book up to a page marked by a sheet torn from
his father's prescription pad and started reading -- or trying
to read. The words were long and unfamiliar, and the pictures
weren't much help: they looked like people with spaghetti in
their laps -- no, wait, that spaghetti was INSIDE their laps.
Yuuck, Jeff thought.
=== === === ===
The next day, Jeff dropped in at his father's office after
school. He told his dad he'd tried to read the book but the words
were too big and the pictures didn't make any sense.
"Hmmm. Well," his father said heavily, "do you understand
any of it?"
"Yeah, I figure it's about making babies and what mommies
and daddies do, but that's just 'cause I recognized some stuff
I've heard kids talking about at school. But I guess I don't
really understand how it all works -- what the mommies and
daddies do, I mean."
"Yes." Dr. Stone glanced down at his appointment calendar,
which was blank. "I've ... I've got to go over my records right
now," he said, "but I'll think about this and talk to you later."
"Tonight? After dinner again? Maybe if I could just ask you
..."
"Well, we'll see. Maybe not tonight."
=== === === ===
It was three days later when Dr. Stone finally trudged up
to Jeff's room after dinner, this time carrying a thin brown
paper bag. Jeff was at his desk building a model airplane and
barely had time to turn around before his father tossed the bag
onto the bed and turned to leave. "There, those ought to help,"
Dr. Stone said over his shoulder. "You study those awhile. And
if you have any questions ..." He left the sentence hanging as
he closed the door after himself.
Curious, Jeff picked up the bag and shook out the contents:
three magazines about the size of comic books, with pictures
of women on the covers. He started flipping through one: more
women, but they were naked. And men. And they were touching
each other and ...
Each night after school for the next week or so, Jeff
hurried up to his room after dinner and pored over the books.
It didn't take him that long to figure out what was going on;
he just liked to look. He grew accustomed to the things that
happened when he looked, and figured out that the stuff that
came out of his penis was the same stuff he'd found in his
shorts once in a while recently, when he woke up in the
morning. Soon he found that if he rubbed his penis while he
looked, he could make the stuff come out even more -- plus
that felt pretty darn good, too.
In time the books were just about all he could think about.
Then he started thinking about other women, women he saw
every day, and what they'd look like naked. He even thought
about his mom, and sister which he didn't think was very nice
but he couldn't help it.
He got even bolder and tried to think of ways to see real
women naked. There didn't seem to be too many, but he was able
to do stuff like drop a pencil on the floor at school and try
to peek up the teacher's dress, or walk over to one of the girls
in the lunchroom and try to look down her blouse (though there
didn't seem to be much to see, there).
One night he even snuck up to his older sister Mary's door,
while their parents were still downstairs. He crept up to the
keyhole and peeked in. He got to see her take off her blouse, but
she had a bra on underneath and before she took that off or
anything else she moved to the other side of the room and he
couldn't see anything.
=== === === ===
Then came one Saturday night. The folks were going out to
dinner and a movie and maybe dancing after, they said. But at
the last minute, the sitter they'd hired to watch Jeff had to
cancel. Mary had plans to go out that night, too, but she had to
cancel and stay home instead. She was not happy about it, but
their mother insisted.
After his parents left, Jeff tried to apologize to Mary.
"Oh, it's not your fault," she said, forcing a smile. "I
know that. Don't worry, Jeff, I don't blame you. It's just ...
well, it's just that I had plans for tonight, that's all, and
I was looking forward to them. Well, there's no use crying over
spilled milk. Look, why don't you go up and do some homework,
like Mom said, and then we can watch TV and have some popcorn?"
"Well, I finished my homework last night," Jeff started,
"but ..."
"I haven't, and I need to work down here, so ..." Her voice
softened. "So just give me a little while, OK? I'll call you when
I'm done."
Jeff went upstairs, but not to study. He pulled out the books
his dad had given him and once again stared at the pictures.
After a little while, he tossed the books aside and lay back on
the bed, thinking about stuff.
He was staring up at the ceiling when Mary tapped on the
door and walked in. Lost in thoughts, he'd forgotten about the
books on the bed until Mary spotted them and reached down.
She got one before he could stop her.
Her eyes grew wide as she looked through it. "Where did you
get this? What if Mom and Dad find out?" Even as she said that,
though, she continued to flip through the book, and Jeff could
see her eyes flicking from picture to picture.
"Well, Dad GAVE it to me," he said. "I'm supposed to learn
stuff from it."
Mary was dubious. "Learn stuff? Just what are you supposed
to be learning?"
"You know -- what's in there. Birds and bees, Dad said. You
know."
"Birds and -- Didn't Mom talk to you about that?"
"No. I think she's the one who told Dad to talk to me, though.
But he didn't seem to want to talk about it. First he gave me this
big old book, but I couldn't figure out the words. So he gave me
these." With a wave of his hand, Jeff indicated the other books
on the bed.
Mary flopped down on the bed by her brother to look at them.
As she stretched out on the bed and flipped through the
books, Jeff looked over his sister. In her mid-teens, she had
already filled out; he knew that from his peek through the
keyhole. She had smooth, white skin, with just a hint of a tan.
Her legs were long and slender. She had on a plain white blouse
and a plaid skirt. Underneath, Jeff wondered ... was this his
chance to find out?
While Mary was still engrossed in the pictures, Jeff
cautiously reached out a hand and began to stroke her back. He
barely touched her, but he could feel the thick strap of her bra
as he slid his hand up and down.
Mary didn't seem to notice. Jeff started massaging her with
both hands now. He could feel his penis growing stiff and long,
as he did. He applied a bit more pressure. Mary stirred -- and
sighed quietly. Jeff kept rubbing.
Emboldened, he even slipped a hand down to her butt. She
wiggled a bit; he pulled it back.
But he kept rubbing her back, and as he did, Mary's blouse
rode up and slipped out of her skirt. He slipped his hand down.
A sizzle went through him when he touched her warm, smooth
skin. His sister looked back at him then. But she said nothing
as she turned back to the books.
Jeff put both hands under her blouse now, pushing it up as
he massaged her back. His penis was pressing so hard against
his slacks that he thought they would burst open. His hands
moved to Mary's sides and he pushed them up further. His
fingertips brushed against the stiff, scratchy sides of her bra
cups. Mary raised herself up slightly on her elbows! Jeff
eagerly reached for more, moving around to kneel astride her
and putting both hands firmly on the cups of his older sister's
bra.
She was breathing heavily now, and so was he. His shaft,
pressing through his slacks, rested on the cleft of Mary's
backside. Tentatively he moved the tip of it back and forth,
rubbing against her.
Neither of them had said a word since Mary flopped onto the
bed. At last Jeff broke the silence.
"Sis? Do you want to?"
Mary said nothing in reply, but she rolled over underneath
him. Her arms surrounded him and pulled him down into a
crushing, passionate kiss. Jeff kept his lips closed, like he'd
always done with his Mom and his aunts, but Mary's tongue
pressed between them and entered his mouth. Soon he was
pressing back, entwining his tongue with hers.
Mary's hands roamed his back, fingers running through his
hair, tugging his shirt out of his slacks. She hugged him to
herself tightly. Their legs wrestled, Mary's skirt riding up
her thighs' Her plain white cotton panties were soaked with her
juices and they stained the front of Jeff's pants where his hard
cock pressed against her. His hands snaked up under her blouse
to her bra. His fingers slipped underneath and their bodies
shook as he made his way up her gentle slopes and brushed
against her sensitive nipples.
Mary broke the kiss and came up gasping for air. "Oh, Jeff,
I don't know if we should," she said huskily, even as her hands
were pressing on his buttocks, pushing his shaft against her
crotch. "I don't think ... uhhhhhhhh!" Jeff cut off her doubts
by sticking his tongue into her ear; her whole body became
electrified.
Soon they were tearing off their tops and pressing their
warm bodies together. Mary's nipples were hard and Jeff could
feel them tickling his hairless chest as he and his sister
twisted on his rumpled bed. Her breasts weren't as big as
those in the books, but these were real and right there. He
hungrily moved down and sucked on them, putting into practice
what he'd learned from the pictures. Mary's back arched as he
slid his tongue along the mounds and then flicked at the
nipples that stood out from her small brown aureoles.
As he licked and sucked all over her chest and neck, Mary
undid the clasp of her skirt and tugged off her panties,
twisting and turning until she could kick herself free of the
last of her clothes.
Now that she lay naked underneath him, the metal buckle of
Jeff's belt began to scratch at her fuzzy brown pubic hair. He
lifted his hips slightly and Mary slipped her hands
in, undoing the buckle and pulling down the zipper. Soon Jeff,
too, was naked, his rock-hard member rubbing against her
smooth white thigh.
"Mary," he said in a whispery voice. "Mary, I want you so
bad. Now I know what all those pictures mean! Please let me do
it to you!"
"Oh, Jeff, how can we?" Mary struggled within herself to be
the voice of reason, but her vagina was already soaking wet
and raw passion was surging through every nerve in her body. "I
mean, we're brother and sister! We can't ... ohhhhhhh."
Jeff's roaming hands had found her labia and slipped inside.
Involuntarily Mary began to buck up at him. "Oh, God, yes, I
want you!" she shouted at last. "I want you inside me! Please,
please, put it in me!"
Not waiting any longer, Jeff placed the head of his erection
at Mary's entrance. After a few false starts as it slipped up or
down, at last his shaft drove between her lips and into her hot,
wet tunnel. Almost immediately he felt an orgasm building
within him, but Mary was bucking up at him so hard that she
drove his penis through her own hymen as Jeff let go, the warm
cum filling up his sister's cunt.
He felt a laziness overtake him, but Mary held him tight-
ly to her, refusing to let him go. Very soon his penis began to
swell again. As she felt her brother's cock fill her vagina
again, Mary resumed the rhythm. Jeff joined in, heaving his
hips into the air and driving them down again. Squashy noises
burbled out of Mary's hole as their juices bubbled out under
the pressure of his thrusts.
"Yes, yes, that's it!" Mary shouted. Jeff could only grunt
his excitement and joy as he pounded away.
Her hips rose around him, opening herself wider to his
thrusts. "Oh, God," she said, "I feel like I'm going to split
wide open!"
"Should I stop?" Jeff asked fearfully, pulling back so
quickly that the head of his penis slipped out of her.
"No, NO, DON'T STOP!" she screamed, frantically shifting
underneath him as his cockhead stabbed all around her opening.
Desperately she reached down and grabbed it herself, guiding it
to her opening and bucking up eagerly to ram it home.
"Yes, YES! Oh, YES! Harder, Jeff! Do it harder! Put it all
in NOW!" Mary's body, soaked in sweat, was gyrating madly. Her
fingernails were clawing into her younger brother's back as her
legs spread wide. Then, all at once, she seemed to lift bodily
off the bed as her groans became a screaming, sobbing bellow
of ecstasy. "YESSSSSS! Oh, God, oh, Jeff, oh, god, oh, yes!" The
orgasm shook her body over and over while Jeff held himself
still, feeling the sensations of his sister's cumming wash over
his cock and spread through his whole body.
When Mary's tremors quieted down, Jeff tried to resume his
thrusting, but she was sated below and his motions were too
much to bear. He pulled out reluctantly, but Mary could see that
her little brother was disappointed.
As he lay next to her on the bed, his shaft still standing
out from hhis stomach, she reached above her head on the bed
and picked up the books. She leafed through one until she found
the picture she wanted.
"Here, Jeff," she said, pointing it out to him. "Do you want
to try that?"
He stared at it in shock. "Would you ... do that?"
In reply, Mary crawled over so that she was squatting over
his legs. She took Jeff's hard cock in her warm hands and bent
down until the purple head was just below her lips. She
breathed on it, washing it with the warm breeze, and then bent
lower, taking the shaft into her mouth.
Jeff groaned in awe and delight as he saw and felt his cock
disappear between his sister's lips. She took it in slowly, bit
by bit, until he could feel the head bumping up against the back
of her throat. Circling her hands, she caressed the base of his
shaft as she bobbed her mouth up and down on it, flicking her
tongue at the head.
Jeff closed his eyes and lost himself in the sensations as
she ministered to his erection. At one point she let go and his
eyes opened in surprise, only to see her grab hold of him again
like an ear of corn as her lips and tongue rode up and down the
sides of his penis, at last engulfing the head again.
He felt the now-familiar sensation of orgasm began to boil
up inside him. Mary, too, must have felt his penis stiffen and
engorge, for she tightened her hands around the base, shutting
off the flow.
Then she began to shuffle around on the bed, still keeping
his cock in her mouth. She had turned around facing the other
way and now straddled his face, bringing the musty smell of
her cunt to Jeff's face. She ground herself into his mouth a few
times before he got the idea and began to lick and suckle her,
his hands grabbing at her buttocks to press her down.
His tongue drove through the sopping wet layers, pushing
deeply into the hot folds. Her juices coated his face and every
so often he had to lift her off slightly and gasp for air.
All the time Mary was keeping up her stroking and sucking
on his penis, pressing her lips hard around the shaft as her
head drove up and down.
Finally, Jeff could hold back no longer and his cum shot
into Mary's mouth, pulsing over and over again through his cock.
Mary swallowed it all and her hips began to grind against her
brother's mouth until she too orgasmed, stiffening for a second
and then releasing, stiffening and releasing. The motions
pulled deep groans from Jeff as Mary's mouth teased at his now
ultra-sensitive cockhead. The mixture of pain and passion
drove him wild and his hands clawed and clutched at his
sister's slippery wet body. Every nerve in his body seemed to
be alert; he could feel her nipples pressing against his
stomach, her hair cascading on his thighs, her legs squeezing
the sides of his head. It was several minutes before they both
calmed down and huddled under the wrinkled sheet for warmth
as the cooling sweat sent shivers through them.
=== === === ===
On their way home from dancing, Donna Stone sleepily
rested her head on her husband's shoulder.
"I forgot to ask, dear," she said quietly. "Did you ever talk
to Jeff about ... you know what?"
"Yes, I did," Alex said, keeping his eyes on the road before
them. "And if I must say so myself, I think I did a very good
job. You know, maybe I should have done this with Mary, too.
I'm pretty good at it, I think."
"That's nice, dear," Donna said, and snuggled in closer as
she drifted off to sleep.
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It’s okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
strangers. But it isn’t okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex
with strangers!! You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it.
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