Chapter 1

[CLASS VALEDICTORIAN INVITES THE ENTIRE CLASS OF 1982 TO JOIN HIM FOR AN AFTER GRADUATION BASH AT HIS FAMILY’S COUNTRY CLUB HOME IN PALM SPRINGS]

I Never attend my own prom, or after grad events. Personally, I didn’t find my schoolmate all that engaging or desirable. I had a few close friends and that was all that mattered. My Sister Sue, on the other hand, was the social one, and demanded the right to go.

I had graduated two years before her, and was now fully immersed in my studies in college and my part time job. It was fortunate for Sue that my College courses were on summer break, and I only worked three days a week.

Still living with your mother at twenty is pushing the boundaries of social acceptance. But I had a plan and in a few years, I’d be out in the world and making my own way. I had plans to get a good tech job, and travel. My musings were interrupted by a knock on my bedroom door.

“What?” I croaked. Trying my best to sound half asleep. “I’m sleeping!”

“No, you aren’t idiot.” screeched my younger sister. “You’re probably jacking off. Lemme in!”

I opened my door and retorted. “And you wanted to watch?” I gave her a crooked grin.

She looked down at my crotch quickly then back up at me. “Ass!” she croaked, and walked in.

“So what do you want?” I wanted to know. Sounding as put out as I could. “I have a hard weekend of doing jack shit I need to focus on.”

Sue sat at my desk and began spinning in my desk chair. “Well, there is this party.” she began “The whole class is going to a party in Palm Springs.” With that last, she locked eyes with me.

“An Mom graciously agreed to let you go?” I gazed back steadily. “But hey, why shouldn’t she. You’re an adult now, any trouble you get in is on you now.” I batted my eyes at her.

She broke our gaze and began spinning again. “Yeah, well that’s the thing.” she was looking at the ceiling now as she spoke. “She says she won’t take me there. I have to find my own way.”

Realization hit me, and I grinned. “So you thought. My handsome generous Brother has nothing to do, I’ll go scam a ride from him. Am I close?” Her face was a scrunched up when she looked at me.

“I suppose I am.” Then she sighed and turned away. “I really want to go. There’s a guy...”

and I cut her off. “A guy you like and it’s a good chance to get together with him?”

“Fuck off!” she yelled and got up. “Fine! I’ll find another way!”

I giggled and said. “I didn’t say no. Then threw a pillow at her. “You’re Paying for gas.”

Her grin returned and she gave me a terse, “Thanks.” and she was gone.

That Saturday, I spent three hours each way, taking her to a private Country Club near Palm Canyon Dr. and dropped her at the gate. Stuffy pricks wouldn’t allow people in without an invite, even if I was just dropping her off.

Sue said she’d have one of her girlfriends bring her home on Sunday after it was over. I gave her a wave and asked for my money. She passed me a twenty dollar bill with a sour face, and I smiled. I blew her a kiss and drove off.

He phone rang about eight that night. Immediately my mind imagined that my Mom had gotten drunk and was in jail or something. Yeah, she was a drinker. Bar hopped with ‘the girls’ every weekend.

“Gateman, Goodbury and Graves. You kill’em we chill’em.” I said as I picked up the receiver. Instead of an angry comment from my Mom, or someone yelling that it wasn’t funny. I heard sobbing.

“Who is this?” I asked, I was pretty sure I knew, but wanted confirmation.

“Dave” came the weak voice. “Can you come get me? I’ll pay you.” It sounded like Sue had been crying for a while and just got up the nerve to call me.

“It’ll take me three hours.” I said then asked, “Where are you?

She said she was at the Denny’s about half a mile from where I’d dropped her off. I told her to get some coffee and take a deep breath, I’d be there as soon as I could. I give my sister a lot of shit. But that’s MY prerogative. She’s MY Sister. I was upset that someone else had messed with her.

I won’t go into all the things going through my head on the drive back down. But suffice to say I was pissed off. I made all kinds of plans to do something terrible to someone. But knew I wasn’t going to. I just like plotting to give payback.

Just over three hours later I pulled into Denny’s parking lot. Sue was sitting outside on a bench. She jumped up when she saw me and got in the car and slammed the door.

“I thought I told you to stay inside and grab some coffee.” I said in a low voice. I didn’t want to sound like I was scolding her.

“The Manager said my crying was disturbing the other customers.” she explained.

“Do I need to go in and talk to him?” I raised my voice just enough to show my displeasure.

“No.” she sniffed and hiccuped. “He comped my coffee and asked me to wait outside.”

I huffed, looked out at the diner and scowled at the employees looking out the large glass pain windows. Then I dropped the car into drive and slammed on the gas. Hoping to squeal the tires on my way out of the parking lot. It didn’t quite work out that way.

We headed home after that. On the way she explained that the guy she’d gone to see there turned out to be a real dick and not only wanted to have sex with her, but wanted to pass her around to three of his buddies as well.

I listened, and drove. Made a few comments under my breath about retaliation. But eventually she finished and the car grew silent. Wed finished the drive home. It didn’t seem that our Mom was home. Not that it was much of a surprise. Saturday night? She’d be home after two in the morning.

Sue stopped at her room, and I walked past toward my room. She grabbed the sleeve of my jacket as I passed. “Am I ugly?” she asked. A sniffle following her comment.

“What?” I responded. Maybe a bit too abruptly. “Who told you that?”

Now while Sue is no beauty queen, and definitely not a runway model she certainly wasn’t ugly. To begin with, genetics had short changed her in the height department. It would also be safe to say that Dolly Parton would never consider her a rival in the boob department.

But Ugly? No. She was about five three and only about a hundred pounds soaking wet. She was built like any other tomboy. Not curvy, but not masculine. You could definitely tell she was a woman at a glance. No, definitely not ugly. And I said so.

She told me that the guy she was meeting had told her he was doing her a favor. That not many people would want her because of her looks, so she should take what she could get.

“You’d have sex with me, wouldn’t you? She asked in a shaky voice.

“Sure.” I said, “If you weren’t my sister, I’d do you.” I hoped that would end it.

“Why?” she asked me. “Why would I have to not be your sister.”

I explained that it was weird, and I was pretty sure it wasn’t legal. She seemed to ponder that for a minute. Then.

“But you’ve seen me, right?” I sighed. I thought she hadn’t noticed.

“Yeah,” I began. “Once in a while. I mean you aren’t really modest around the house though.”

“Did you like what you saw?” she was pushing now. “If I really wanted to, would you fuck me?”

I stepped back, as if slapped. “Susan!” I yelped. “What the fuck?”

“Oh, so I’m pretty enough o peep at.” she said, then looked down. “Maybe even jack of to? But not good enough to actually touch?” The tears were starting again.

“What do you want me to say?” I asked. “You’re my sister, I love you, but it’s all kinds of wrong to have sex with you.”

With that, she began to strip right there in the hallway. I admit to not being able to tear my eyes away as she exposed her body to me one piece of clothing at a time, until she was stark naked. I gazed at all of her curves, and dimples. At her prefectly round areolas, and the pubic bush shaved into a heart shape.

I felt my pants began to tent. Sue also noticed the change, and smiled up at me.

“So you DO want me.” she said in a triumphant tone. Then she picked up her close and pushed past and into my room. “Come On, BIG Brother. I really need you to comfort me right now.”

Somehow, someway, my attempts to placate her turned into a promise to have sex. I can’t deny having peeped and even once in a while beat off to the thought of her body. I’d gone through three girlfriends between High School and now. Just think of it as another date.

She stood next to my bed completely naked as I followed her in and shut the door. When the door latched shut, she closed the distance between us and quite unceremoniously yanked my pants down to my ankles. My short went with them and my now erect cock was on full display.

I heard Sue gasp. “Has it always been that big?” she asked in astonishment.

“No, Stupid.” I said, tsking after. “It grew as I grew, Duh.”

She frowned at me, but then asked. “How big is it?” then reached out and tapped the tip with her finger.

“About seven inches, I guess.” then asked in response to her poke. “Why, Never seen one before?”

“Sure I have.” she said. “But Bill’s wasn’t nearly this big.” Bill had been her boyfriend a year ago.

“You sure you want this?” I asked. “Have you ever...” she cut me off have sentence.

“NO!” a little panic in her voice. “Just licked him.” she admitted. “Will it hurt?”

So knowing she hadn’t had sex before, these guys wanted to pass her around? What a bunch of assholes. However, the thought hit me that I might not be much better. I was about to take my own Sister’s virginity.

I stepped out of the pants laying around my feet and pulled off my shirt. “Should I take the lead, or do you have a preference of how you like it?” I asked as I moved to sit on the edge of the bed.

“Can I just start by licking it?” she asked. I told her to go ahead, but she might want to actually put it in her mouth and suck a little too. That got me a sharp slap on my thigh as she knelt before me staring at my swollen member.

“I know, I just like that term better.” then she sighed. Her warm breath wafting over my cock, and it twitched. Sue giggled and began rubbing my highs as she slipped my cock into her mouth, gingerly and began bobbing up and down stiffly.

Her mouth never actually closed around my shaft, and the mechanical motion monotonous. But I had to admit, the very light touch was kind of exciting, even it it wasn’t really a blowjob.

“So, Sue.” I asked. “Would you like to lay on your back and have me get on top, or would you like to get on all fours and have me mount you like dogs do?”

For the first time. Her mouth closed on my cock, then pulled off with a pop. She contemplated for just a moment. “I can get on all fours and you can mount me. You like that position, right?”

Not really sure where she got that idea. Unless... “You watch me masturbate?” Sue began to giggle. Yeah, many times I masturbated I would be on my knees, hunched over forward on my bed, stroking myself. Truth be told, I had a common male fantasy about sucking my own dick.”

“I guess we’re even then.” Sue claimed as she got up on my bed on all fours. “You peep on me, and I peep on you.” Then she turned her face toward the wall and her ass was facing me full on. I could see her public mound and the tuft of hair. Not to mention the puckered sphincter that seemed to wink at me.

This is gonna sting.” I offered truthfully. “And you’ll bleed. Are you sure this is what you want?”

Sue turned her head and looked at me. A grimace on her face, as she said. “What? Afraid of a little pussy?” I had to chuckle. I knew she was taunting me because she was scared. I just got up behind her and grabbed her ass cheeks and squeezed.

Close as I was, and the warmth of her skin under my palm, my cock was aching now. Throbbing, demanding I do something. I spit into my hand. Sue whispered a barely audible “eeww.” As I pressed the tip of my cock against the cleft in her swollen mound. The lips parted easily.

With one hand holding onto my cock, I leaned over her and rested some of my weight on her back. Then I reached under and stroked her belly and groped on of her tits with my other hand. She moaned a little at the touch.

“Last chance.” I said softly. “There is no going back once I pierce your hymen.”