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Eddie and His Sisters 
by Emerson Laken-Palmer (address defunct)

***

The main focus of my life, at thirteen, wasn't alcohol 
or movies or cigarettes though. I could get those 
things. It was pussy. (mf-teens, inc, mast, oral, 
youths, voy)

***

-= Chapter 1 =-

I was thirteen in the summer of 1964. 

I was, as the saying goes, young, dumb, and full of cum. 
I did a lot of crazy things in those days. Of some of 
those crazy things I am not too proud of.

I took money, from my mom's purse, so that a friend and 
me could sneak out and see "A Hard Day's Night" at the 
old Tower theatre. After the movie, we realized that we 
didn't have enough money for the bus-fare back so (at 
eleven o'clock at night) we walked the ten miles home. I 
snuck back in my house and crawled in bed, exhausted. 

My friend Steve once lifted a gallon of red wine from 
his folk's Italian Restaurant. We sat in my room, smoked 
the Salem's I had stolen from my dad's pocket, and drank 
three quarters of the bottle (until Steve got sick and 
began to barf into our kitchen sink!). I felt my dad, 
standing next to me as I stood (on unsteady feet) with 
Steve and tried to pour Pepto-Bismol into a wavering 
spoon while looped out of my mind. 

I felt Dad hit me and then I was laying under the 
kitchen table. My dad helped me up, dusted me off, and 
said, "Seeing as how you can't feel anything right now, 
I'll beat you in the morning." Then he went to bed. I 
tried to go to sleep but (with the room spinning) I 
ended up puking purple all over passed out Steve and my 
bedroom floor.

The main focus of my life, at thirteen, wasn't alcohol 
or movies or cigarettes though. I could get those 
things. It was pussy.

Girls, and the idea of getting one to have sex with me, 
was overpowering when I was that age. I would have done 
anything to get laid. Pussy seemed to be on my mind 
constantly and if I wasn't thinking about pussy, I was 
thinking about tits. All this thinking was giving me a 
boner but it wasn't getting me any girls.

I wasn't just a horndog at 13 though, I had been a 
horndog for years. I shared my passion for pussy with my 
best friend Eddie.

Eddie had been my best friend through fifth and sixth 
grade and into my first year at Junior High. Eddie was a 
goofball and a sex fiend (like me). People, at the time, 
said that we looked like twins. We were both tall, with 
dark hair. Eddie had freckles on the bridge of his nose 
and his cheeks though. He looked (to me at least) like 
Alfalfa from "The Little Rascals." 

I just had pimples on my face, brought on (no doubt) by 
my years of sexual frustration.

Eddie had three sisters; Emily who was a year younger 
than us, Rose (they called her Rosy) who was ten and 
little Sarah who was five.  Sarah had long blonde hair, 
Rosy had jet-black hair, and Emily had the most 
terrific, long, full head of gorgeous, red hair you have 
ever seen. It cascaded down to the small of her back. 
She was tall. She was leggy.

Emily was a living, breathing, porcelain doll! She had 
pale skin and freckles on her cheekbones and the bluest 
eyes (and lips like Michelle Pfeiffer's) and a happy, 
outgoing, personality. She was nimble and athletic and 
competitive, without being a tomboy about it.

Even with these three, lovely girls in their house, it 
was obvious that Eddie's mother thought her son was the 
greatest thing in the world. She thought he was a 
"brain." He could (and did) get anything he wanted from 
his mother. He led her to believe that he was going to 
be a doctor. He did that so she would buy him medical 
books. He wanted the medical books because they 
contained pictures of naked women.

Eddie would take me in his room, get the "medical" books 
out and we'd look at the black and white pictures of "a 
woman's stages of development" and rub our stiffening 
little cocks.

Me and Eddie, when we were twelve and started Junior 
High, began to spend most of our time, in his bedroom 
(with the door locked), going through his father's girly 
magazines and masturbating. We didn't touch each other 
when we masturbated. We would lay on our backs on his 
bedroom floor and jack on our cocks and talk to each 
other about the pretty girls at school we'd like to be 
fucking at that moment. 

We'd compete with each other on who could come up with 
the best story about who (in our minds) we were fucking 
and how we were doing it to them. Then we'd cum all over 
ourselves (as our stories got really hot). Eddie would 
then go and put his dad's magazines back where he found 
them but, an hour later, we'd do it again. (We had 
plenty of cum in those days!)

I knew his sisters, because I was at his house so much, 
and we sometimes played games with them. Emily liked to 
wrestle. She liked it because she could pin Eddie to the 
floor every time and make him scream uncle. Me and Eddie 
didn't weigh 160 pounds put together when we were 
twelve. 

I would wrestle with Emily sometimes too. 

Once, when I had her down and she was laughing and 
squirming beneath me, I realized that her legs were 
apart and that my loins were in her sexual saddle. I 
could smell the closeness of her girlish body as I held 
her arms to the floor and she struggled to free herself. 
I couldn't help it. I started to dry hump her. Rubbing 
my (suddenly stiff) cock, through the material of our 
clothes, on the evident bump of her pussy mound.

Emily soon realized what I was doing to her and she 
abruptly stopped laughing and struggling and became 
suddenly very angry. In a very stern and determined 
voice, she told me to get off of her, which I did. Then, 
with a face as livid red as the color of her hair, she 
stormed out of Eddie's bedroom, leaving me sitting, 
ashamed and embarrassed, on the hardwood floor.

Eddie laughed about it. 

In the middle of seventh grade, Eddie's family moved to 
a bigger house, five miles away, in what (then) was an 
affluent part of Detroit. It was called Rosedale Park.

Junior High wasn't the same without horny Eddie to mess 
around with. I had to fantasize and masturbate by myself 
now and my dad had no girly magazines to look at.

When summer came, my folks bought me a nice bike. I 
began to take long bike rides in the warm weather. I 
went to visit Eddie one summer day.  It was a long ride 
but I wanted to know what he was up to. His house was 
nice. It was a two-story bungalow with a finished attic. 

Eddie had made a "secret room" for himself, in an alcove 
of the attic, off the finished room (which was Rosy and 
Emily's bedroom). We could smoke in that hideout. He had 
a record player (the Beatles were HOT that summer) and 
he had his own collection of girly magazines in there.

We spent the afternoon masturbating and fantasizing 
aloud about girls again, just like we did in the "old 
days" (which were only ten months ago).

Having seen Eddie's house (and it being so far away) I 
decided that I had, most likely, seen the end of him 
when I rode my bike home that day.

A few weeks later, Eddie called and asked me to come 
over again. I told him that it was a long ride and I 
just wasn't up to it. Eddie pleaded with me. He told me 
that he just hadn't made any friends in his new 
neighborhood. I told him that I was sorry but that it 
was just too bad.

That's when Eddie told me something that changed my 
life.

"Andy," he said, "there's something, about me and Emily, 
that I've been wanting to tell you..."

"Yeah?"

"Well... for a year or so now... we've been... fooling 
around with each other."

"Fooling around?"

"Yeah."

"What do you mean, 'Fooling around'?"

"Well... you won't say anything?"

"Of course not! What?"

"Well... she likes to jack me off."

"Jack you off!"

"Until I cum.... yes. She likes to do it. She likes to 
watch my jizz come out. I do it to her too. After school 
and sometimes in the afternoon when Mom's out shopping."

"You're kidding me!"

"No, really! Honest! I've never told anybody this."

"You do it to her too?"

"Oh yeah! She loves it. Girls cum too! If you rub inside 
their pussy, long enough, with your finger. It's great!"

My mind was swimming with lewd visions of that 
beautiful, red haired girl and her pussy and the thought 
of her own brother touching it and her holding and 
jacking his cock for him. The front of my pants stuck 
out as I talked on the phone.

"Andy... Emily really likes you. She always talks about 
that day you humped on her on my bedroom floor. She 
really liked that. I know that she would let you play 
with her if you came over."

Man, I was on my bike in a flash! The five-mile trip was 
a blur. I must have made it in ten minutes.

When I got there. Emily wasn't home. She had gone to a 
girlfriend's and Eddie didn't know which one. I said 
that I could wait. We went up in Eddie's "secret 
fortress" and I begged him for details on his sister's 
pussy. How it felt. How it looked. How it smelled.

Eddie was full of vivid detail. And he had more to say, 
as he saw how excited I was becoming.

"I didn't want to say anything over the phone but, she 
likes to put my cock in her mouth too."

"WHAT?!"

"She loves it. She loves to suck my cock. She really 
loves it!"

"You're kidding!"

"And.... she loves cum!"

"What?"

"She loves to suck the cum right out of me! She's like a 
vampire! Like she's hungry for it! When I tell her I'm 
about to cum, she really sucks and slurps, like mad, 
until I shoot it to her. It's funny. You know how a baby 
sucks it's bottle when it's really hungry? That's how 
Emily is when I shoot my cum in her mouth. She gets 
frantic when I'm done. Like she's still hungry!"

"Eddie, your sister's only twelve!"

"Crazy, ain't it? But that's how she is. She can't wait 
to get at me when we get home from school. Her room. My 
room. The basement..."

Man, my cock was out and I was jerking on it as he 
talked. I couldn't stand it!

"Let's go find her!" I told him.

"Nah! She'll be home. I haven't fed her today!" He 
laughed.

"God!"

And I waited. And waited. And waited. And it got dark. 
And I had to be home.

I was crushed!

I went home, thinking about what Eddie had said. All 
week long.


-= Chapter 2 =-

Eddie must have been full of shit when he told me about 
having sex with his sister Emily! 

Nobody had sex with their own sisters, no matter how 
pretty they were!

Eddie knew me like no other person on Earth. He knew how 
to control me. He knew what rang my bell, in a big way. 
He was (I reasoned) just making up stories and trying to 
control me. 

Fuck him!

The next weekend, he called again and wanted me over.

"No Eddie. I'm not falling for your bullshit this time! 
It's too far to go and I've got friends here and I know 
your sister. She's a sweet girl. She doesn't suck cock!"

Eddie laughed at me. "You don't know her like I know 
her! She just sucked me off before I called you."

"Yeah, right!"

"In the bathroom. Kneeling in front of me while I held 
her little tits in my hand..."

"Yeah, right."

"And there's something else..... something that I didn't 
want to tell you...."

"What?"

"Do you know why she does it with me?"

"Why?"

"Because I do it to her too."

"Do what?"

"Well..."

"What? Tell me!"

"I lick her. I lick inside her pussy with my tongue."

"What?!"

Believe it or not, this was an entirely new concept for 
me at the age of thirteen. I had never even imagined 
such a thing. I knew about fucking girls. I knew about 
blowjobs. I had dry humped and sniffed and finger fucked 
a few girls before. But licking pussy? Putting your 
tongue into that wet place? A place where they peed? A 
place where secretions and menstrual blood came out of 
them? 

At first, I was repulsed by the idea. But, in that same, 
exact instant, I was suddenly struck with the vision of 
being so close to a girl's pussy. Being able to feel it 
with my face and lips and my tongue. Getting right into 
it.  I loved the pungent smell of pussy. What, for the 
love of God, must it TASTE like?"

"Lemonade," Eddie said. "And, sometimes it tastes like 
celery. It depends."

"Depends on what?"

"On what time of the month she's in. Her pussy sometimes 
tastes sweet and sometimes lemony and sometimes salty. 
It depends on how close to her period we do it."

"Her period?"

"Yeah. Emily has periods now."

"You don't..."

"Lick her then? Hell no!"

I had a boner like you wouldn't believe! Even Eddie 
couldn't be making up shit like this! Lemon? Celery? 
Licking right into the sex of that beautiful, red haired 
girl?

I had seen her, when I first went over to their new 
house. She had changed since they moved away. She had 
bumps on her chest now. And her fanny had a full, round 
look to it, in her blue jeans. Her waist was thin and 
that red hair hung down and billowed all over her 
shoulders when she moved.

"Her period was last week," Eddie was saying, in the 
phone. "I just got to lick her again today. She came 
real hard, on the bathroom floor, and then she sucked me 
until I came in her mouth for her. I told her about you. 
About you wanting to do it to her. I told her that I had 
seen you cum and that you came a lot when you did it. 
She seems interested."

"You told her?"

"Yeah. She knows we used to like to beat off. It made 
her horny to hear about it. I told her to pretend that 
it was your cock she was sucking, instead of mine, and 
she really nursed on it good and sucked my load out of 
me like I was spurting chocolate milk!"

"I'll be right there!"

I was on my bike and over there as fast as my legs could 
peddle.

Eddie was there, waiting.

No Emily.

She had gone shopping with their mother and Rosy. Their 
father was off driving his truck. He drove for Allied 
Van Lines. He was a huge man! A mean, surly man! Bald as 
a bowling ball, with red freckles on his shiny head. He 
had hair on his back! Everyone gave him plenty of space 
when he was home (which wasn't too often).

I was steaming mad!

"They'll be back," Eddie assured me.

"I have to be home by dark!"

"No problem."

Eddie took me to the back yard where they had pitched 
their big, family-sized tent to air it out. It was a 
warm day and steamy hot in the tent.

"I don't believe you, Eddie!"

"What?"

"I don't believe you lick pussy."

"I'm telling you! Girls love it! It really makes them 
squirm and wiggle and cum hard when you do it to them."

"Listen," I said, "I've got to go home. I can't let you 
jerk me around like this anymore. You're wasting my 
time. You don't put your tongue in Emily."

We could hear a noise outside the tent.

Eddie unzipped the flap. It was Sarah. Eddie's cute, 
little, baby sister, with the long, blonde hair. She was 
playing, in the sand, by the back porch.

"Sarah," Eddie called. "Come in here."

Eddie's sister dropped her Barbie doll and came into the 
tent. "What?" she asked, smiling with her cherub-like, 
freckled face.

"Let's show Andy our butterfly kiss," he said to her.

She looked at me and smiled and then her gaze dropped to 
the tent floor.

"It's okay," he told her. "He knows about it. He won't 
tell."

Eddie got to his knees, in front of her, and he took her 
by the arm and pulled her to the floor. Sarah looked up 
at Eddie and at me and then giggled, as she lay on her 
back and pulled her yellow sundress up, exposing her 
flat belly. She let Eddie pull her cotton panties off of 
her.

I dropped to my knees, next to them. I was mesmerized by 
what I was seeing. Eddie and his five year old sister. 
She was the same age as my little sister Bess.

Eddie pulled her smooth, puffy pussy lips apart for me 
as I leaned and gazed at it. I could smell it's pungent 
scent in the musty tent.

"She calls it her butterfly," he laughed. Then he lay 
down, so his face was between her open legs, and I 
watched as he put his nose to her glistening slit and 
sniffed. "Mmmmmmmm!" he said and Sarah blushed and 
giggled, putting her hands over her face. Then Eddie 
stuck his tongue into her pussy and started to lick her 
smooth feminine notch broadly, like an ice cream cone.

Sarah moved her knees up and down as her brother did it 
to her.

"How does it feel?" He stopped and asked her.

"It tickles good," she said.

He looked up at me from her pussy.

"Sarah tastes different than Emily. Sarah is always more 
salty and lemony. It gets a little sweeter before she 
cums."

"Sarah cums?"

"Oh yeah! She loves it, don't you?"

Sarah just giggled and Eddie went back to her pussy. His 
mouth was enveloping her whole fleshy mound now and I 
could see his cheeks move as I imagined his tongue 
working in her.

Sarah soon stopped giggling and her face took on a far-
off expression and I could sense her probing what her 
big brother was generating within her.

My cock hurt because it was so hard!

My eyes were glued to the two of them. Sarah's legs were 
parted widely with Eddie's head at her crotch. I could 
see dirt on her knees and her bare feet.

Eddie looked up at me again. His chin was wet with 
drool. "She's juicing and sweet," he said. "That means 
she's getting close. Do you want to eat her?"

I thought about it. But I didn't want to put my tongue 
where Eddie's had been. His spit was all over it!

"No," I said. "You go ahead."

"I'm putting the tip of my tongue in her hole now. She 
likes that when she's close. It puts her over." He held 
her lips apart so I could see the opening of her tiny, 
pink vagina. It was wet with clear fluid dripping out of 
it.

Eddie put his mouth over her pussy again and now Sarah 
started to gyrate around and Eddie had to move his face 
to follow her. He placed his hands over her little, 
protruding hip bones to steady her body and she moved 
her knees up and reached down, with both hands, and held 
both of her ankles. 

She was breathing hard and I watched her stomach heaving 
up and down and then her stomach muscles would tighten 
for a moment and then she'd heave again. Her eyes were 
closed and she was rocking her head back and forth and 
whimpering now, her blonde hair clinging to her face. 
Then she suddenly sucked in air and pulled on her 
ankles. She held her breath and arched her back up as I 
saw Eddie's mouth enclosing her crotch and the outline 
of his tongue, in his cheek, as he worked in her pussy.

Little Sarah screeched through her nose as her big 
brother made her cum. It seemed to last for a full 
minute, although time, for me, was suspended.

Sarah suddenly dropped her little butt back to the floor 
and went limp and Eddie took his mouth from her pussy 
and then broadly licked into her again, with his tongue, 
causing her body to tremble noticeably.

"Mmmm!" he said, looking up at her cute face now. 
"You're like candy, Sarah."

Sarah giggled and sat up.

Eddie looked at me, wiping his chin and grinning.

I swallowed hard.

He got to his knees now, in front of his sister. "Watch 
this," he said, as he unzipped his pants and pulled his 
hard cock out.

Sarah's eyes went wide, like he had whipped out a candy 
bar, and she leaned to her brother and put the head of 
his cock into her pretty mouth and started to suck on 
him.

Eddie backed up and pushed her away. "Not so hard!"

"I'm sorry," her sweet voice intoned, and she took hold 
of his cock and placed it gently back in her mouth. 

I watched her eyes close as she sucked him and her 
blonde head started to bob on his shaft. Eddie's eyes 
were closed too.

"Do you cum in her mouth?" I whispered.

"No. She doesn't like it. She likes to suck though."

I could see that.

I rubbed by hurting cock, through my pants, and Eddie 
saw me.

"Suck Andy," he told her.

She removed her big brother's cock from her mouth and 
looked at me. I had never seen the look of lust on the 
face of a little kindergarten girl before. It was 
amazing.

I got on my knees and unfastened my pants and pulled out 
my dick, it was oozing clear liquid from the opening at 
the tip.

Sarah could see that my cock was much thicker than 
Eddie's. She scooted right over though and sat in front 
of me and put the head of my raging dick in her mouth. I 
had never felt anything like it. It was the first time 
that my cock was ever in something warm and wet (and 
alive). She knew how to do it too. She was sucking and 
working her tiny tongue on the area just to the back of 
my glans. 

My whole body shuddered, causing me to pull back from 
her. There was a loud suck sound as my dick popped from 
her little mouth.

She looked up at me, wide eyed with surprise. "Did I 
hurt you?"

"Oh, no. It felt good, Sarah. Way TOO good!"

She smiled and put the head back into her lovely mouth, 
sucking softly now and delighting me with that eager 
tongue.

I pulled my pants down to my knees and I felt her gently 
take my balls into her little hand. She cradled them as 
she worked her warm, tender mouth on me.

My face must have shown my condition, as I stroked her 
soft hair, with my eyes tightly closed, feeling her 
nimble mouth about to draw an orgasm from me.

"Don't cum in her mouth," Eddie warned.

I pulled my cock reluctantly away and twisted my body, 
taking a hold of my shaft and jacking it as I began to 
shoot cum all over the canvas tent floor.

Sarah giggled as she watched me spend.

I fell back on my naked ass, thoroughly exhausted from 
my the effects of my first blow job.

Eddie laughed, putting his cock away.

"Go on in the house now," he told her.

Sarah put her panties back on and left the tent.

"Well?" Eddie said.

"God, Eddie! You sick fucker! You do it with Sarah too?"

"She's pussy, isn't she?"

"She's your baby sister!"

"Yeah! She loves it! So does Emily! And besides, you 
should talk! You just let her suck YOU off!"

I couldn't deny that.

We waited in the tent, until after dark, for his mother 
and Emily to come home.

They never did and (pissed off as hell) I had to go. 


-= Chapter 3 =-

Again, all week, I couldn't get the visions of Eddie and 
little Sarah and Emily and pussy out of my mind.

Eddie called on Saturday.

"You coming over?"

I was unsure of what was going on.

"I don't know..."

"Come on! Emily's here! She wants to do it!"

"Yeah, right!" I said, sarcastically.

"Really!"

"Eddie. I can't waste my time."

"It's no waste. I promise! You can spend the night. My 
mom said it was okay. We can sleep in the secret room!"

"I don't think so, Eddie."

"Come on. She'll give you some! I know she will."

"I don't know..."

"Listen," he said. "I've told you so much and I've shown 
you so much.

I may as well tell you."

"Tell me what?"

"Me and Emily... we do more than I told you."

"What?!"

"Well... for the last year or so..."

"What?"

"I've been... fucking her."

"Fucking your sister?"

"Yeah."

"Fucking Emily?"

"She loves to fuck, Andy! And God is her pussy nice!"

"How do you fuck your sister? Where? When?"

"In her bed. In mine. On the couch. In my secret room. 
In the bathroom, if my folks are home."

"You fuck her with your parents home?"

"Yeah," he laughed. "She loves it then!"

"I don't believe you!"

"Last night, my dad came home from the road. He was 
tired and everyone was in the living room watching TV. 
Mom and Dad were in their chairs and Sarah and Rosy were 
on the floor. Me and Emily were on the couch, under a 
blanket. She was laying, on her side, in front of me, 
and I worked her panties down and fucked her, right 
there, with the whole family in the room!"

"Fucked her? How? How could you do that? Weren't you 
afraid of getting caught? Couldn't they hear you doing 
it? How did you cum?"

"We both came! I came right into her pussy just as she 
was getting off! Girl's pussies really clamp on your 
cock when they cum!"

"Cum in her? You shoot your cum in your sister?"

"Yeah."

"You stupid ass! You could get her pregnant!"

"No I can't! She's my sister! Your cum doesn't work in 
your own sister!"

"Yes it does!"

"How can you tell ME? YOU'VE never done it! I've been 
fucking (and cumming in) Emily for a year! I know how 
this stuff works. I've read the medical books. She's 
been having her periods for months. I must have pumped a 
gallon of my sperm into her in the last year! In both 
her mouth and her pussy! She can't get pregnant from me 
or she would have been by now. We don't worry about it."

"I don't know..."

"Anyway, when I was sixty-nining her, the other day, in 
my secret room, I asked her if she would let you fuck 
her."

"Wait a minute," I said. "Sixty-nining her? What the 
hell is that?"

"Oh," Eddie laughed, "it's something we read about in a 
magazine that my dad brought home. It's when you lay on 
your side, with a girl, and she lays the other way 
around so you can eat her pussy and she can suck your 
cock at the same time. Emily loves to do that!"

My mind reeled!

"Anyway, she didn't say much but I think she'll do it. I 
have it all set. The secret room is right off the girl's 
room and I asked Mom if we could sleep up there and she 
said okay. Okay?"

I couldn't stand it. This was the last straw! "Okay," I 
said. "But let me tell you something..."

"What?"

"If this is another false alarm... if I go all that way 
for nothing..."

"Yeah?"

"I'm going to kick the shit out of you, Eddie!"

"Yeah! Great! I'd deserve it!"

I got my mom's okay to spend the night at Eddie's and I 
rode my bike the five miles over there.

Emily was home!

"Okay," I said to him as I looked at her beautiful, 
budding body in her plaid halter top and tight, blue 
jean cut-offs. That red hair was glowing in the sunshine 
and whirling as she did cart-wheels, for her mother and 
younger sisters, on the front lawn. Emily was going to 
be a cheerleader, at their Junior High, that fall.

"Let's get her upstairs and fuck her!" I said to him, as 
we watched her from the driveway.

"Not so fast," Eddie told me. "Emily don't work like 
that. You have to go slow. You have to work her into the 
mood or she doesn't do it. I know how she is."

"Eddie!" My impatience and anger were building as I 
looked at her crotch, in her shorts, as she did the 
splits on the lawn and held her arms out to her sides. I 
could see how her halter top bumped out where her 
blossoming breasts were hidden.

"Really," Eddie said, "cool your jets! You'll get her! 
Tonight!"

"Have you even talked to her? Does she know why I'm 
here?"

"She will. I'll talk to her."

I kept watching as Rosy, Eddie's ten-year-old sister, 
joined Emily in her gymnastic motions.

Rosy had an even cuter face than her other two sisters. 
Her pale skin looked almost pure white, because of the 
contrast of her shoulder length, straight, jet-black 
hair and bangs. She had a few freckles on her nose and 
her cheekbones too and they really stood out because of 
her cream colored skin. Her eyes were warm blue-gray 
and, I thought, Rosy would be a knockout if it wasn't 
for the fact that she was only nine and flat as a board 
and shapeless as could be. 

Rosy, I knew, was the quietest of Eddie's family. She 
was a very sweet and shy person, who's feelings were 
easily hurt and who's cheeks blushed so red if you spoke 
to her. She was always clinging to her mother and trying 
to solicit approval from her family members. 

I had known her for years but never talked to her much. 
She never had much to say. Just "Hello".  She was the 
academic too. An all A student at their catholic school.  
There were darling pictures of her, over their 
fireplace, in her frilly, white communion dress and 
white gloves, smiling like a perfect angel.

I looked back at Emily now, drooling.... waiting.

Their mom made macaroni and cheese and colored popcorn 
balls for dinner. Eddie's mother was an idiot. She was a 
tall, thin woman. She had wild, unkempt, black hair and 
a crazy smile. She chain- smoked Pall Malls and she read 
Mad magazine (she subscribed!). 

She liked to put signs on the front door that said 
things like: WE SHOOT EVERY THIRD SALESMAN THAT KNOCKS 
ON OUR DOOR. THE SECOND ONE JUST LEFT! Mrs.  Patton 
would sit on the couch, for hours, rocking and smoking 
and saying nothing and then she'd yell, "Eddie? If all 
the fish, caught this year, were laid, end to end, 
across the Sahara desert, boy, would it stink!" And 
she'd cackle with laughter for a moment and then start 
quietly rocking again. 

After dinner, I waited for Eddie to talk to Emily. It 
seemed, to me, like he had plenty of opportunity but he 
just wouldn't do it.

Their dad was there and that seemed to scare Eddie.

Mr. Patton was just watching TV though. Laying on his 
side, on the living room floor, in his tank top and 
boxer shorts (his "home" uniform).

Mrs. Patton walked over to him and dropped a phone book 
in front of him. "Let's take the kids to the movies!" 
she said loudly. "Call the theatre and see what's 
playing!"

Mr. Patton didn't say a word or move from his spot on 
the floor. He just calmly ripped the entire Detroit 
telephone directory in half and tossed it in the corner. 

Loony Mrs. Patton went back to the couch and sat down 
and rocked with Rosy.

Emily went to her girlfriend's, down the street.

"Eddie," I said, getting madder as I pulled him into the 
kitchen, "don't let her get away! What if she spends the 
night there?"

"She won't. Stop worrying! You're driving me nuts! I'll 
take care of it."

"God damn it!"

Eddie put his arm around my shoulder. "Andy," he said, 
"you're my buddy! My pal! My best friend in the world! 
I've known you for years!  I know the thing you want, 
more than anything else in the world, and I'm going to 
come through for you! I'm going to get you some pussy!  
Don't you worry! I won't fail you."

I suddenly felt better. I knew that he meant it.

"Now," he said, "let's go out in the yard and play some 
catch." 


-= Chapter 4 =-

By eight o'clock, we were up in his secret room, waiting 
for Emily.  She was home now. Her and Rosy were 
downstairs. I had Eddie go down to talk to her but, when 
he came back, he said that she was having a bath and 
would be up soon.

"Did you TALK to her?"

"No. I couldn't. Mom and Rosy were there. Wait till she 
comes up here."

I waited, impatiently and then we heard the girls come 
up the stairs, saying goodnight to their mom and dad.

Me and Eddie waited a bit and then we opened the wall 
door and went into the girl's bedroom.

Emily and Rosy had a big room. It was the length of the 
whole house.  It had a big double bed and a television. 
That was unusual in those days; having a TV in your 
room. Most people only had one TV. There was a big easy-
chair in front of the TV and Eddie turned the set on and 
told me to sit and watch while he talked to Emily.

I sat. I watched Gilligen's Island. It was new then. I 
watched McHale's Navy too.

I looked around the back of the chair and Eddie was 
laying, on the bed with Emily. He was behind her and 
they were watching the TV together.  Rosy sat at the 
edge of the bed, wearing pink pajamas with her hands on 
her lap.

Emily was wearing a white, cotton "baby doll" nightie. 
The kind that had the balloon panties. Man, her long 
legs looked so nice, as she lay on her side in front of 
her brother.

"Funny show, huh?" Eddie said as he saw me looking at 
him. "That Ensign Parker! He makes me laugh."

"Yeah," I said, deadpan.

"Rosy," Eddie said to her, "go sit with Andy."

Rosy looked at me and then back at Eddie.

"Go on," he encouraged her.

Rosy shrugged her shoulders and got slowly up. She 
padded over to the chair and sat down with me. There was 
plenty of room for two.

I went back to watching the show. It ended and "F-Troop" 
came on.

I was growing impatient as I sat with Rosy and tried to 
watch the TV.

Then I heard Emily's voice from the bed behind me. "Stop 
it, Eddie!"

That sound rang in my ears as I watched the light from 
the TV.

"Cut it out!" She said now.

I looked around the back of the chair and saw Eddie, in 
just his underpants now, trying to put his hand up his 
sister's nightie. She was taking his hand and pushing it 
back at him with an annoyed expression on her pretty 
face. "Stop it!"

I looked back at the TV.

Rosy turned her china-like face to me and grinned. She 
had just turned back from watching them too.

She looked back at the TV now. I could see the light 
from the television gleaming in her jet-black hair.

"I'm telling, Eddie! I mean it! Cut it out!" I heard 
Eleanor's hushed, irritated voice coming from behind me.

I watched the TV for a time more, becoming more and more 
agitated by what was going on. But I soon noticed that 
it had become quiet behind me now. All I could hear was 
the TV set.

I looked around the back of the chair again.

Emily and Eddie were still laying on their sides, with 
him behind her, watching the TV. The only difference 
was, his hand was now up inside her nightie, and I could 
see that he was playing with her little breasts as they 
watched together. Her face held no expression. She was 
just watching TV.

I looked back ahead. My dick was twitching in my pants.

Rosy turned back to the TV (she had been looking at them 
too) and then she looked at me and grinned again.

"F Troop" ended and "I Dream of Jeanne" came on.

"No, Eddie!" I heard from behind us.

I looked back and Eddie was now trying to get his hand 
into those balloon panties.

I looked quickly back at the screen.

Rosy jostled next to me.

"Don't do that, Eddie!" Emily's voice reflected firm 
conviction now, as it came from the bed behind me. "Stop 
it!" she whispered loudly now. "I'm telling! I swear to 
god!"

Jeanne was making trouble for her master on the black 
and white screen.

"Don't! I mean it!"

Rosy smiled at me again. God, she had the whitest, 
little teeth.

"I Dream of Jeanne" ended and "Naked City" came on. I 
didn't like that show but who was watching TV?

I noticed that it had become quiet behind me again. This 
time, Rosy and I looked at each other and both turned 
away to look around our sides of the chair.

Emily and Eddie were still on their sides, watching TV, 
but now Eddie's hand was inside of her panties and I 
could see it burrowing, under the white, cotton crotch, 
as he worked his hand at his sister's pussy. She had one 
knee cocked up so that he could play with her.

I looked back ahead. My heart was pounding and my mouth 
was going dry.

I felt Rosy, next to me, take my hand from my lap. She 
moved it to her and pushed it down into her pink pajama 
bottoms! Her belly was smooth and warm on my fingertips.

I looked at her and she smiled, shyly now, tilting her 
head and bending it as her checks glowed red and she 
sheepishly grinned at me.

Why not?

I pushed my hand down between her thighs to her pussy. 
It was hairless and warm and very smooth feeling. I 
worked a finger between her lips and she opened her legs 
to accommodate me. Man, was she gushing and wet! I 
probed deeply into Rosy's tender pussy as I watched TV 
for a time more. She put her hands on my arm and kind of 
hugged me as I felt her up.

My boner was awake now. It was hard as steel and aching 
in my pants.

I pulled my finger from her pajama bottoms and, as she 
curiously watched me, I put it to my nose and sniffed 
it. It was perfumed with sharp, steamy girl smell! 

Rosy blushed deeply. 

Having never done it before, and curious as hell, I put 
it to my lips and I licked all of her slick wetness from 
it.

It tasted like sweet lemonade!

I pushed my hand back into the warmth of her pajama 
bottoms now, gently working my finger back into the 
slick furrow of her hairless pussy and into her vagina. 
I started to deeply finger fuck sweet, little Rosy as 
she hugged my arm tightly and put her head on my 
shoulder.

I was seriously thinking about taking my hard, throbbing 
cock out of my pants now.

Would it even go into this quiet little girl? Would her 
brother object? Should I get on my knees, in front of 
the chair, and take her pajama bottoms off of her?

"Andy!" I heard Eddie's loud whisper behind me.

I jumped up, leaving all thoughts of Rosy, and her 
undeveloped pussy, behind.

Eddie was now laying on his back, on the bed, and Emily 
was sitting on him with her knees on either side of him, 
like she was riding a bike.

I went to the bed.

"Show him," Eddie told his sister.

Emily sat up an inch or so and reached down to pull the 
crotch of her balloon panties aside.

I couldn't believe was I was seeing. Eddie's underpants 
were gone and his stiff cock was sticking right up into 
her pussy. I could see her red pubic hair as her slender 
fingers held her panties aside. She let me look for a 
moment and then she let go and sat back down on him.

"It's way up inside her, man! God, Emily's tight!"

I looked at her beautiful face and she smiled, demurely 
at me. Her cheeks blushed bright red and she looked back 
down at her brother.

"Fuck me, Emily!" Eddie instructed.

Emily put her hands on her brother's shoulders and I 
watched her round ass, in her bloomers, start to gyrate 
on his loins.

Eddie moved his lower body around, under her, and he 
reached into her nightie and I watched the outline of 
his hands as he clutched his lovely sister's firm, young 
breasts.

After a short while, Emily was really fucking hard on 
him. I looked at her face and her eyes were closed and 
she seemed to be concentrating on the feelings she was 
getting.

Eddie looked up at me. "She's going to cum in a moment," 
he whispered, "I can feel it."

"What about me?" I whispered back loudly. "I'm the one 
who's supposed to get fucked!"

Eddie made an agitated face and put his hands on his 
sister's hips to stop her.

"Emily. Emily!"

She stopped fucking him and sat up, pulling all of her 
long, wavy, red hair to her back. "What?"

"Emily, I told Andy that he could have a turn with you. 
Would that be okay?"

She looked at me. Her face was flushed now from her 
sexual effort. "I don't know," she said. "I'd have to 
see his thing first."

"Okay!" I said, quickly undoing my pants and pulling 
them, and my underpants, down to the floor. I stood up 
and my rigid pole bobbed in front of me.

Emily shook her head, making her long hair dance on her 
shoulders.

"It's too big, Eddie." She stated. "He'd never get that 
inside me!"

"Yes I would!"

"It would hurt," she told her brother.

"No it wouldn't!" I insisted, looking at Eddie and 
pleading.

"Let him try," Eddie said.

Emily was quiet for a while, thinking.

"I don't want to get pregnant," she said. "Just have him 
put it in for a minute."

"Five!" I said.

"Just a few minutes," Eddie said to her.

"Two" she said.

"Okay," Eddie agreed, "two minutes." He looked up at me. 
"Two minutes with her, okay?"

"Yeah," I said. 


-= Chapter 5 =-

Only a two minute fuck? What did I care? It was pussy! 
Beautiful, ripe pussy! I had never put my cock into one 
in my life and this was it! I was finally going to have 
it! July 23, 1964 was going to be a date that would live 
forever! I was going to sink my cock into the most 
beautiful girl I could ever imagine!

Emily got slowly off of her brother. I could see his 
dick as it withdrew from her rising body. It was slimy 
wet now and it glistened as it popped from her pussy and 
slapped against his stomach.

I went to lay on the bed.

"No," she said. "I want you on top."

"Sure!"

Eddie got up on his knees and moved to the wall.

Emily lay on her back with her legs apart.

I got on my knees, between her knees and looked down on 
her.

My god, Emily was beautiful! Her pretty face lay framed 
in a flowing halo of thick, red hair.

"Can I see it?" I asked her, looking down at the bump 
between her legs.

Emily reached down and pulled the crotch of her panties 
aside for me.  It was breathtaking! It was the first 
time I had ever seen a pussy that was not hairless. 
Emily had red pussy hair. Not a lot. It was thin and 
wispy. You could see her pussy lips clearly through it. 

Her pussy looked so different than the ones I had seen 
before. Emily's pussy lips were larger and very puffy 
and textured. They were also a little darker than flesh 
colored. I moved down for a closer look. I could see 
between the lips. Emily's inner skin was the brightest 
pink color. I could see her clitoris. It was moist 
looking and stood out.

Eddie reached down and spread her lips for me with his 
dirty fingers.  I could see right into her pink vagina 
now. I leaned closer, for a sniff. Emily's luscious 
pussy smelled like Ivory soap.

She put her hand over her crotch now. "That's enough 
looking," she said.

Eddie took his hand away.

"You time him, Eddie," she said. "He gets two minutes!"

"Yeah," he said, reaching for the alarm clock by the 
bed. "I'll time it." 

I got down now. Supporting myself on my elbow, above 
her, as she pulled the crotch of her bloomers to the 
side again and I held my hard cock and pushed it into 
her slit.

I couldn't find the spot though.

"Oww!" She said, as I pushed into her delicate skin, and 
I could see her pretty face wince. "That's not the 
hole!"

"Sorry," I said, excited as my cock was actually between 
the cushioned lips of her warm pussy.

"Guide it in for him," Eddie instructed.

Emily looked agitated but she took hold of my cock with 
her other hand. I watched her bite her lower lip, with 
her perfect white, row of upper teeth, as she pulled my 
cock and steered it toward Valhalla. I could feel the 
hot, wet contact of her vagina around my cock-head now 
and I started to push in.

"Oww!" she said again. "Wait! Don't push it in until I'm 
used to it!"

"Alright," I said.

She looked apprehensively up at her brother, kneeling 
next to us.

"He's going to hurt me," she said to him.

"No he's not. I'm here with you. I wouldn't let anybody 
hurt you."

She smiled nervously at her brother and reached to him. 
I saw Eddie take her hand and hold it.

"Can I put more in?" I asked her.

"A little."

I pushed. She was very tight. I could feel the head pop 
into her vagina though.

"Stop!"

"Okay," I said as I froze, feeling her warm hole 
clasping tightly around my cock-head.

She closed her eyes. Her face grimaced a little.

"Are you alright, Sis?" Eddie bent down slightly, still 
holding her hand with both of his now.

"Yeah," she said. "Just let me get used to it. God, your 
thing is big!"

I looked down at her chest, as I supported myself on my 
elbows. "Can I see your tits?"

Her eyes opened now. "Why?"

"Show him your tits."

Emily stuck her tongue out at her brother and pulled her 
hand from him. Then she pulled her nightie up so her 
chest came into view.

This was also my first look at breasts. They were 
gorgeous! Two fleshy, perfect little cones with bright 
pink nipples. Nipples that were hard and as big as 
thimbles. I could see blue veins under the pale skin.

I reached down, with my face, and took a nipple in my 
mouth and sucked it. It tasted sweet on my tongue.

I heard Emily breathe hard under me.

I looked up at her pretty face and at her freckles and 
at her sparkling blue eyes and her full lips. 

I was in love!

"Can I kiss you?" I asked her, moving my mouth toward 
hers.

"God, no!" she said loudly, turning her face to the 
side. 

So much for romance.

I pushed a little more of my burning cock into her. I 
could feel another inch sink in.

"Oww!" she said again and her body shuddered and she 
lifted one of her knees from the bed. "It's hurting me!"

"Times up!" Eddie said.

I looked up at him. "What do you mean? It's not in her! 
I'm not fucking her yet!"

"We said you could have two minutes with her. That was 
two minutes."

"You said I could fuck her for two minutes! My cock 
isn't all the way in her. I'm not fucking yet!"

"Two minutes are up!"

"Eddie!"

Eddie suddenly stood upright, on his knees, and cocked 
his head as if he were listening to something. "My Dad's 
coming!" he shouted down at me.

I knew his dad. I was off of Emily and we had collected 
our clothes and were back in the secret room in a flash.

"What did you hear?" I asked him, as we panted from the 
exertion of our frantic dash.

"Somebody's coming."

I listened intently. There was no sound.

"Nobody's coming."

"Yeah. I heard it! I know the sounds in my own house, 
asshole!"

I listened some more.

"Nobody's coming, Eddie. Let's get back out there!"

"No! My dad checks on the girls every night at this 
time."

"What time? What time is it, Fuckhead?"

"It's the time he checks on them, Scumbag!"

"You're full of shit, Eddie!"

"Yeah? Well just go out there then! Let my dad find you 
in his daughters' bedroom!"

I thought about it but I stayed put.

An hour passed.

Two hours.

"Eddie?" I said, as I lay on my back in the dark, secret 
room.

"What?"

"It's been two hours now. Let's go back in there."

"No. Go to sleep!"

"Eddie!"

"Fuck you, Andy! Go to sleep!"

I proceeded to argue with him for another solid hour. 
Finally, wore down and tired, he said, "I don't give a 
shit what you do. Go out there!"

I quietly stole back into Emily and Rosy's bedroom. It 
was dark and quiet now. I could hear them breathing in 
their sleep. There was only a dim light from the window 
as I went to their bed and I could see their bodies, 
under the blankets, and heads, with red and black hair, 
on their pillows.

"Emily!" I quietly called.

Nothing. Just breathing.

"Emily, are you awake?"

No response.

"Rosy?"

More steady breathing.

Shit!

I went back into Eddie's hell hole and went to sleep. 
Steaming mad!

***

The next morning, when I woke up, Eddie was still 
snoring.

I left the alcove and saw that the girls were up and 
gone.

I went downstairs. Loony Mom was making pancakes, in the 
shape of animals, with a cookie cutter.

"Hi, Andrew!" That's what she called me. "You want some 
hot cakes?"

"No, Mrs. Patton. I've got to be going. Tell Eddie 
goodbye for me!"

She waved her cigarette at me and I left the house, got 
on my bike, and rode home.

As that day progressed. I began to wonder and worry. My 
cock had been in Emily's vagina. What if I got her 
pregnant? God, her dad would rip me in half! Like he did 
with the phone book!

I went to my friend's house, down the street. He was 
fifteen and knew everything about girls and sex.

"Marvin," I asked him, as he waxed his dad's car, "can 
you get a girl pregnant by just sticking it in her for a 
minute?"

"Why? Did you do that?"

"Maybe."

"Did you cum in her?"

"No. I just put it in part way."

"How far?"

"About two inches."

"How old was she?"

"Twelve."

Marvin thought it over. "No," he said. "You can't get 
her pregnant like that."

Man, was I feeling better.

I went home and was able to eat dinner now.

I was thinking about going back the next weekend.

***

That night, as I was about to fall asleep. Another 
horrible thought crossed my mind. What if Eddie gets her 
pregnant? That stupid fucker has been cumming in her for 
a year! If she gets knocked up by him, would he say, 
"Oh, sure Daddy. I fucked her!" or would he say, 
"Remember when Andy spent the night."

Oh man! My stomach knotted up again.

I never went back there. I wouldn't take Eddie's calls. 
After a few weeks, he stopped calling altogether.

All this may still not have impacted on my life except 
for one thing.  Five years later, when I was eighteen 
and had a car, I was in a record store and who do I see? 
Eddie.

He ran over to me.

"Andy! Long time, no see!"

"Yeah. How have you been?"

"Great! Got a car. Quit school. Have a job. Got lots of 
girlfriends and getting plenty of pussy!"

I grinned. I had no girlfriend. I wanted a girlfriend 
desperately. I never had a girlfriend and I still had 
never been laid.

"My mom asks about you all the time," Eddie went on. 
"She really liked you."

"How's Rosy and Emily?"

"They're great! Rosy's fifteen now. She's got a 
boyfriend. Emily works at McDonald's. It's a hamburger 
place. They built one right by us, on Grand River."

"Yeah, I've seen it."

"Stop by sometime. My mom would love to see you."

I thought about it. 

***

The next day, I drove over there. Eddie wasn't home. 
Loony Mom was and she hugged me and gabbed with me for a 
while. Emily wasn't home, the goofy woman told me. She 
was working. She was seventeen now.  Boyfriend? No, 
Emily had no boyfriend.

I left the house. I was going to McDonald's. 

On the way to my car, I saw the most beautiful girl I 
had ever laid eyes on. She had long, raven colored hair 
and pale skin and freckles on her nose. She was stacked! 
She had a set of breasts that you couldn't believe! She 
was wearing a black skirt and a white blouse and a blue 
sweater. She had long, shapely legs like a dancer. Sexy 
as all get out! I had to stop and stare at her as she 
walked up the sidewalk toward me. As she came near, she 
suddenly smiled and said, "Andy?"

I looked at her closely. Did I know her?

"It's me," she said, "Rosy!"

Oh my god! I once had my finger in this beautiful 
angel's pussy!

"Hi," I said, "I was just in the neighborhood and I 
stopped in to see your mom."

"Oh, it's been so long!" She smiled warmly at me and 
touched my hand.

"Have you seen my brother?"

"Yeah. Yesterday."

God, she looked so sweet when she smiled! Her sparkling, 
gray-blue eyes radiated warmth and cheerfulness.

"Well," she said, "I've got to go in and get ready. My 
boyfriend is coming to take me to Evening Mass. It's so 
good to see you again!" she gushed.

She waved and walked up to her house. I watched her ass 
sway delectably as she moved.

I drove to McDonald's. In those days. It was just a 
walk-up place and it really had golden arches over the 
whole, white building. I walked up and looked at the 
girls inside, working.

"Can I help you?" The pretty girl, behind the counter, 
smiled at me. I saw perfect, white teeth behind the full 
lips. I looked at her closely. The long, red hair was 
done up on her head and tucked into her McDonald's cap. 
It was Emily. She was more beautiful than I had 
remembered. Much more so now, with her full breasts. I 
could see how splendid her body had become. Even in the 
baggy uniform.

"Don't you remember me?" I asked.

She squinted at me. She still had freckles on her 
cheekbones. She smiled as she looked at me with a cute, 
bewildered expression.

"It's me." I smiled. "Eddie's friend Andy!"

Emily's smile dropped from her face as if I had just 
slapped her. She didn't say anything. She just turned 
from the counter and then walked around a corner, 
leaving me standing there.

"Emily?" The other counter girl called after her. 
"Emily, where did you go? You left this customer 
standing here!"

The girl looked to me now. "May I take your order?"

Now it was my turn to walk away. 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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