Kathy Learns
Chapter 9

Copyright© 2002 by Dark Vision

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 9 - A teenage girl learns the joys of sex without leaving home. Note, this story has been reworked and reposted on 6/7/09

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Ma/ft   mt/Fa   ft/ft   Mult   Teenagers   Consensual   BiSexual   Fiction   Incest   Mother   Brother   Sister   Father   First   Safe Sex   Oral Sex   Masturbation   Petting   Lactation   Pregnancy   Exhibitionism   Voyeurism  

When she woke up the next morning, Joanne crawled out of her bed, went to the bathroom, and splashed cold water on her face before going back to her room. She opened one of the bags from her shopping trip and looked through it. After finding a package of the white panties she bought, she pulled them out and ripped them open. Joanne removed her nightgown and black panties, pulled on a pair of the white ones, and opened the other bag.

Joanne took a cream-colored halter-top out of the bag, pulled off the tags, and tied the thin string around her neck. She reached behind her and buttoned the one large button that held it closed. Looking in the mirror, she decided that not only was the new top comfortable, she liked the way it looked on her. Taking a pair of bibs out of the closet, she pulled them on and left them folded at her waist. She put on a flannel shirt, buttoned it and then finished putting on the overalls.

Knocking on her brother's door, Joanne called his name. When he didn't answer, she opened the door and looked in. Rich was still sleeping, his back to her. She went over to his bed and shook his shoulder.

"Wake up sleepyhead, time to get up."

Rich rolled onto his back, looked up at his sister's glowing face and smiled. "Morning, Sis, what time is it?"

"Ten to six, Rich."

"Okay, I'm up," Rich said as he flipped the covers off his body.

Joanne glanced down and saw his morning erection poking out through the fly in his boxers. She giggled and quickly turned around, leaving the room. She went down to the kitchen, sat down with her parents and took a drink of her juice.

"Good morning, Sweetie," Joanne's mom said. "How was your day in Carson?"

"It was great mom. Rich and I had a real good time. I found everything I was looking for at Wal-Mart."

Her mom smiled and said, "I see you even found some makeup."

Joanne thought for a second and realized she hadn't removed her eyeliner. She glanced at her father and then back to her mom.

"I only bought eyeliner, mascara, and some lip gloss. Please don't be upset with me."

"I'm not, Jo," her mom said and got up to cook her breakfast.

"Did your brother get the shotgun he wanted?" Her father asked.

"I sure did," Rich said as he came into the kitchen. "I got the eight seventy I wanted."

"That's a good pump gun, Son. We'll have to shoot it this weekend. Do you two remember that your mother and I have to go to Carson today? We have some business there this afternoon and then I thought I'd take your mother out to dinner."

"Yes, Sir," Joanne said. "I remember. Will you be late?

"We shouldn't be too late," her mom answered. "Unless I can talk your father into a movie after dinner."

"We'll see, Betty, we have a lot of hay to put into the loft this weekend," Seth said.

"Jo and I can take care of the hay dad, what we don't get done today, we'll do tomorrow," Rich said.

"Yeah, Dad, you can take mom to the movies," Joanne said, excided at the thought of being home alone with her brother. "I know Rich and I can take care of the hay and other chores. When was the last time you and mom had a night alone?"

Seth nodded and smiled at his young daughter. He had already planned to take his wife to the movies after a nice dinner. It had been a couple of years since the last time they did anything like this and he wanted to surprise her.

When his son got up from the table and headed for the back porch, Seth followed him. Outside in the morning air, he stopped Rich and began to talk to him.

"I have a reservation at the motel in Carson Rich. I plan to surprise your mom today. Will you and your sister be okay home alone tonight?"

"Heck yes, Sir, we'll be fine. You and mom have a great time."

"I left the phone number to the motel in the phone stand. If you have any problems you call me."

Rich laughed and said, "What kind of trouble can there be out here, Dad? Don't worry about us, or the work, everything will be fine."

Joanne came out the backdoor and bounded down the stairs. She called to the dog and the two of them ran to the barn. The dog yapped as he ran along side Joanne and jumped against her leg.

Rich finished talking with his dad and walked across the damp grass to the barn. He found his sister, helped her feed and water the animals and together they went to the upper level to begin stacking the bails of hay in the loft.

Pulling the block and tackle that hung from a rail at the ceiling of the barn into place, Rich attached the scissor like hay grip to a hook on the pulley. The grip's design allowed it to open when lowered onto a bail of hay and hold the bail when someone pulled the rope. Once the hay was at the proper height, Rich would have to pull it along the rail to the loft. Joanne's job was to help release the hay and send the grip back for another bail.

Rich dropped the hook onto the first bail and pulled it up from the rows of rectangular blocks of fresh hay. He hoisted it up, pulled it over to the loft and lowered it as Joanne pulled it into the loft as far as she could. Once the grip freed, she yelled to her brother and he pulled it back for another bail. The two siblings repeated the process, moving the bails one by one.

Rich was grabbing a bail when he heard the horn of the family car sound outside the barn. He secured the rope, went to the door and pushed it open. Joanne climbed down the ladder and went outside with her brother to see their parents off.

"You two behave," Betty called across the front seat of the car and out the open window on the driver's side. "I want you kids to drink plenty of water today. It's going to be in the nineties later. I left a roast in the icebox. All you have to do is warm it in the oven."

"We'll be fine, Mom," Joanne said as she leaned in her father's window. "Go and have fun."

Joanne stepped back and Seth gave his son some last minute instructions. He backed the car down the hill that led to the barn doors and drove out onto the road. The two teens waved and Seth honked the horn as the car moved away with a cloud of dust swirling behind it.

Rich looked up at the sky, removed his cap and wiped his brow. "Mom's right, Sis, it's going to be a scorcher today. We'd best get back to work."

They went back into the barn and Joanne climbed the ladder to the loft. Rich watched her bottom move as she went up the rungs of the wooden ladder. When she was in the loft, he untied the rope and began hoisting a bail.

They worked for another hour and then Joanne called down to her brother, "There's no more room, Rich. We need to stack the hay up here."

Rich tied off the rope, climbed up into the loft and picked up the hay hooks. He began moving the bails to the back of the loft, stacking them neatly. Joanne helped by dragging the bails across the floor closer to her brother. When the last of the twenty bails were stacked, the two sat down to rest.

Rich wiped the perspiration from his face and forehead with his bandana and stuffed it into his pocket. He removed his shirt and pulled his bibs back up over his bare chest. Joanne climbed down, grabbed the water jug and headed for the pump. When she stepped into the sun, she felt the heat and humidity, and wiped her face with the sleeve of her shirt.

Joanne lifted and lowered the pump handle until the cold well water began to flow out of the spigot. She held her hand under the water and splashed some onto her face, feeling the cooling effect. She filled the water jug, set it down and removed her shirt. Placing her head under the pump's spout, she reached up and worked the handle. The cold water ran over the back of her head, wetting her hair. Some of the water ran down her back and over her sides, drenching her upper body. When she stood up, the water ran down and wet her underwear.

Picking up the water jug, she headed back to the barn. She climbed up into the loft and handed the water to her brother. Joanne pulled her wet hair into a ponytail and secured it with an elastic band she had in her pocket.

"What happened to you?" Rich asked. "You're all wet."

Joanne giggled and said, "I stuck my head under the pump. It felt good and cooled me off."

Rich looked at his sister's wet overalls and hair. When she turned sideways to him, he noticed her new halter-top. The wet top clung to her body and defined the side of her breast. The garment became translucent and Rich could see the edge of her areola. He felt his penis begin to fill with blood as he thought about touching her at the drive-in.

"What the heck do you have on, Jo?"

"It's called a halter-top. It's real comfortable and cool."

"I've never seen one before, it's looks strange."

Joanne lowered the top of her bibs and showed her brother the new top. She turned around to show him her bare back, and then back to face him. Before she pulled her bibs back up, Rich stared at her chest.

Once she had the bibs in place, Joanne moved closer to her brother, bent over and tried to kiss him. Before her lips could touch his, he turned his head and moved away. Joanne looked into his eyes and tried once again to kiss him.

"Rich, what's wrong? Don't you like kissing me?"

"Yes, Jo, I do like kissing you ... I like it too much. You're my sister and we shouldn't be doing things like that."

"But last night you wanted to, didn't you? Did I do it wrong or something?" She asked as her eyes filled with tears.

"You did it right, Jo. You're a great kisser, but it's still wrong. Brothers and sisters aren't supposed to do things like that together."

Joanne sat next to her brother on the hay bail. She was crying softly and confused.

"I know that we shouldn't be doing things like that, Rich," She sobbed. "I know about incest, but after last night ... well, I just thought things were different with us. I ... I thought you loved me."

Rich put his arm around her and pulled her to his side. His hand touched the bare flesh below her short top and she leaned her head on his shoulder. When she put her arm around her brother's waist, her breast pressed into his side.

"I do love you, Jo. You're my sister and I love you more than anything in the world. I'm afraid of what I might try to do to you if we start kissing. I'm afraid that I might hurt you or make you mad at me."

"I want to kiss you, Rich. I wouldn't be mad at you. I love you too and I want to make you happy," Joanne said, and then whispered. "I want you to make out me like you did with Mary. It was so nice kissing you last night. When I went to bed I couldn't stop thinking about it."

Rich hugged his little sister, removed his hand and stood up. "We'd better get back to work, Jo. We still have a lot of hay to move."

Joanne remained seated on the bail while her brother went down to the barn floor. When she saw a bail swing into the loft, she got up and grabbed it. She pulled the hay towards her, yelled to Rich and pulled the grip free when it hit the floor.

The two worked for another three hours, moving about a third of the bails from the barn floor into the loft. When Rich and Joanne finished stacking the last of the most resent load, they both climbed down from the loft.

They hadn't said much to one another, other than what necessary to do the work. Joanne still felt jilted by her brother and was having trouble understanding why. She wanted to tell him that she really liked it when he rubbed her breast at the drive-in and that she knew he played with himself in the shower. She wanted to feel his hands on her again and his lips on hers. She wanted to touch his penis and watch it squirt.

When the two got to the back of the house, Rich sat down under a tree and Joanne went to the back porch. She took off her bibs and went into the kitchen dressed in her panties and top like she had done for years. She never thought about being dressed like that in front of her family. Her mother wouldn't let her, her brother, or her father into the house with their work clothes on. It seemed perfectly normal to be in their underwear.

While his sister prepared their dinner, Rich stretched out in the shade under the tree. He closed his eyes and thought about the things his sister had said in the barn and the night before. He tried to excuse his guilt by reminding himself that it was her idea to kiss, her idea for him to play with breasts, all her idea. In reality, he knew that he enjoyed it and wanted to do it again,

Rich slipped his hand into overalls and down to his erect penis. He wrapped his fingers around the hard shaft and rubbed it as he thought about his sister's soft breasts and hot kisses. With his eyes closed, he thought about the sight of her bare bottom when she bent over at the porch. He began to feel his balls tighten and knew that he would soon feel the pleasure of his release.

"Dinner's ready," Joanne called from the back porch, causing him to pull his hand out of his bibs and sit up.

Rich stood up and walked towards the picnic table, but his sister stopped him.

"Let's eat in the house, Rich. I already have the table set."

Rich went to the backdoor and began to remove his bibs. When he stepped out of his dirty overalls, he realized that his penis was still erect. He glanced up and saw his sister standing at the top of the stairs in her top and panties, staring at the bulge in his boxers.

"Hurry, dinner will get cold," Joanne said as she turned and walked away.

Rich took off his boots and went into the house. He washed his hands in the sink on the porch, trying to will his erection down. After splashing cold water on his face, he dried off and went into the kitchen and sat in his usual spot. He watched as his sister moved around the kitchen, putting a platter with the meat, potatoes, and carrots on the table. When she leaned over to put the platter down, her top gapped at the side and exposed her firm breast. She hovered for several seconds before straitening up, knowing that he could see her breast.

While she was alone in the kitchen, Joanne decided that she wasn't going to take no for an answer. She was going to do whatever she could to feel her brother's arms around her and his lips on hers. While he was lying under the tree, she had watched him put his hand into his pants and knew what he was doing. She hoped that he was thinking of her when he was playing with himself. She too had touched herself while she watched her brother, wishing it were his hand instead of hers.

After putting the food on the table, Joanne sat in the chair normally used by her mom. She knew that Rich would be able to see her better in the chair at the end of the table than if she sat across from him in her place. Rising up and reaching in front of him, she picked up the platter and offered it to her brother.

Rich put some of the food on his plate and passed the platter to Joanne. She took a little of each item and put the platter back, again stretching in front of Rich. She had loosened the tie around her neck and the halter gapped each time she moved. The two ate their dinner, talking about how long it would take to finish with the hay. When they were finished with the meal, Joanne cleared the table and put away the leftover food. They went to the porch, out the backdoor and began to put their work clothes back on.

When his sister bent over to pickup the bibs she had left on the ground, Rich gazed at her bottom. He noticed how round and firm her butt had become and how muscular her thighs were. When she stood up, he turned away and put his own bibs back on.

They went to the barn and hoisted another two loads of bails into the loft. The afternoon heat made it hard to breath in the barn and the dust that filled the air clung to their exposed skin. When they finished stacking the last group of bails, they took a break.

"I think that we'll be done after two more loads, Jo," Rich said. "It's so hot that I can barely stand it."

Rich wiped his face, took a drink out of the jug and handed it to his sister. She drank some of the lukewarm water and poured some over her head.

"I've got an idea, Rich," Joanne said as she sat with water dripping off her face. "Let's go down to the creek and go swimming. Mom and dad won't be home until tomorrow and we can get up early to finish the hay, or do it tonight. We haven't been swimming yet this year."

Rich thought about his sister's suggestion. He peered down at the remaining bails of hay and knew they should finish their work. The thought of the cool creek was inviting and overcame the idea of working.

"Sounds good to me, Sis, let's go get our suits."

They climbed down and went to the house. After removing their work clothes, they went to their rooms to get their swimsuits. Joanne pulled her new white two-piece out of the Wal-Mart bag and removed the tags. She went to the hall closet, pulled two towels off a shelf and hollered at her brother.

"I'm ready, Rich. I'll meet you down stairs. I have towels for us."

Rich came out of his room carrying his swim trunks. He followed his sister outside and they put their overalls and boots back on. Joanne called for the dog, and the three of them headed down the lane to the creek that ran through the property. When they came to the narrow creek, they followed it to the pond that their father had created by scooping out some earth and building a dam.

They used the pond to collect water for the livestock. A small housing concealed the pump that sucked the water from the pond and moved it through pipes to the barn and a large trough in the small pasture. Joanne dropped the towels onto the roof of the pump house and began to remove her boots as she sat on the edge of the low roof. She pulled off her socks and stuffed them into her work boots.

"Turn around so I can put my suit on," Joanne told her brother.

Rich removed his boots and socks, stood up and turned towards the clear pond. He removed his overalls, his boxers and stepped into his suit. He could see his sister's reflection in the still water and watched as she removed her top and panties. He felt his penis stiffen when she rolled her white panties down her legs and stood naked. He could see her pubic hair and nipples in the mirror like water. When his sister pulled the bottoms of her suit over her hips and put on the top, he dove from the bank into the cold water.

"How's the water?" She asked as she stood at the edge of the pond watching her brother.

"It's great, Jo," Rich replied trying to keep from shivering.

Joanne reached for the rope that hung from a tree limb, pulled it back and jumped up on the pump house. She gripped the thick rope up as far as she could, swung out over the pond and dropped into the chilly water. She swam to the shallower water and stood on the gravel bottom. The water came up to her mid thigh and she stood shivering as she yelled at her brother.

"It's freezing!"

"Yeah," Rich said. "It's a little on the cool side."

Rich looked at Joanne as she stood waving her hand at him. The new white swimsuit was almost see-through when it was wet and he could see her hard nipples poking against the thin fabric. She glanced down to see what her brother's eyes were staring at and giggled when she realized what it was. Joanne charged towards him, splashing water before she tried to tackle him and pull him into the water. She threw her arms around his neck and attempted to pull him down, but like every other time she had tried, in past summers, she failed.

Putting his arm around her waist, he tossed her effortlessly into the deeper water. Joanne didn't give up. She charged back at her brother and once again tried to pull him down. The two frolicked in the cool water and once in a while Rich would let his sister get the better of him and go under. He came up and rubbed his hands over his eyes and Joanne jumped onto him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.

Joanne held onto her brother tightly as he twisted and turned trying to dislodge her. As she moved from side to side, her breasts rubbed against his chest. Rich grabbed her bottom and fell backwards, pulling her underwater with him. Somehow during the roughhousing, the clasp on the back of Joanne's top released. When her brother stood up, she fell away from him and back underwater. She came up and her top was missing, exposing her breasts.

Rich glared at his sister's naked chest, but she didn't realize her top was gone. Leaping at him, she once again threw her arms around his neck and pulled herself against him. With her breasts mashed into his chest, she noticed her top was gone. She remained pressed against her brother's strong chest and looked into his eyes.

When he opened his mouth to speak, she covered it with hers and pushed her tongue in. As the two kissed, they both relaxed in each other's arms. Rich didn't resist his sister's advances, and began running his hand over her naked back. Joanne pressed her hips forward and felt his rigid penis against her stomach. They continued their kiss, their tongues dancing in one another's mouths. They breathed heavily through their noses and moaned.

They finally pulled their heads apart and Joanne looked up into her brother's eyes.

"I lost my top," Joanne said, smiling trying to catch her breath.

Rich nodded and let his eyes drop to her breasts. He watched as they rose and fell with each breath and studied her hard nipples. His eyes drifted down over her tight stomach to her mons. He stared at her crotch and thought he could make out her pubic hair under the thin material of her suit bottom.

"You're beautiful, Jo," Rich told his little sister.

Joanne made no attempt to cover herself as her brother gazed over her seminude body. Her arms hung loosely at her sides and she grinned when she heard his words. She took a step closer to him, put her hands on his shoulders and reached up to kiss him again. Rich placed his hands on her sides, returned her kiss and began to rub her soft skin. He moved his hands over her ribs and soon his thumbs were bumping into the bottom of her breasts. When he ran his thumbs over her taught nipples, Joanne groaned into his mouth.

The feeling was one that she had never experienced before. She felt like jolts of electricity were running from her breasts to her crotch. Pushing her chest against her brother's hands, she moaned continuously into his open mouth. She felt him close his strong fingers over her breasts and begin to massage the firm flesh. Her mind began to reel and her breathing became labored.

Rich removed one of his hands from her breast and moved it to her bottom. He gripped her butt cheek and pulled her body to his. He moved his mouth from hers and began to kiss her neck as she moaned into the hot afternoon air. When he put his other hand on her bottom and pulled up, Joanne wrapped her legs around him.

Moving slowly, he squeezed her butt and walked towards the edge of the pond. He carried her out of the water to a grassy spot under the large tree that had the rope swing attached to it. Rich released the grip on his sister's bottom and she lowered her feet to the ground, feeling the soft grass against her toes. The two siblings never broke contact with one another as they slowly collapsed onto the grass. Joanne rolled onto her back and Rich stretched out next to her. He put his mouth on hers and began to kiss her again.

Joanne could feel her brother's penis against her hip as he rocked his body against hers. Curious, she put her hand between them and touched the hard shaft that she had watched him stroke two days before. Rich jumped when he felt her fingertips against his hard-on and groaned when she took hold of it through his suit. She could feel it throbbing in her hand and the sensation made her vagina begin to tingle as it did when she played with herself.

Rich and his sister squirmed around on the grass trying to find a comfortable position. Joanne put her head on his arm and pulled his hand over her breast. She continued to stroke his penis through his wet swim trunks as he pulled at her small nipple. He put his free hand on her stomach and began to move it over her sexually heated flesh. When his fingers brushed the bottoms of her suit, he traced the waistband with the tips. His fingertips caused her stomach to suck in and created a gap in her suit. Rich let his fingers dip beneath the suit and down to the top of the sparse curls of her pubic mound.

Joanne sucked in her breath, pulling air through her brother's nose and into her mouth when she felt his fingers closing in on her sex. When her brother began to retract his fingers from her mons, she tightened the grip on his penis and lifted her hips to maintain contact. She was breathing heavily and removed her mouth from her brothers. She looked up into his face as he hovered above her and smiled.

"I'm going to cum if you keep rubbing my cock, Jo," Rich said.

"I know, Rich. Don't you want to?"

Rich nodded at his sister and leaned down to kiss her breast. When she felt his lips on her nipple she worked her free hand to the back of his head and held him to her. Taking the hard pink nipple into his mouth, Rich began to suck it and rub it with his tongue. Joanne bucked her hips up causing his hand to go between her legs, and squealed. She felt her brother rub her crotch and moved her hand faster on his hard shaft.

Joanne felt lost in her passion as her brother suckled her breast and rubbed between her legs. His fingertip inadvertently made contact with her clitoris and she let out a heated moan.

"Right there," Joanne panted into the side of his head. "Touch me right there."

Rich wasn't sure what she was talking about, but he continued to move his fingers against her moist heated vulva. He moved from her soft labia to her clit and back trying to find the place that excited her. Each time his fingers touched her hooded nub, she would push her hips up and squeeze his penis. Finally he got the idea and left his fingertips on her clit, rubbing it firmly.

The thought of having his hands in a girl's pants, even if it was his sister, and the feeling of her hand on his penis was more than he could take. He felt his penis swell in her hand and his semen surge through it. Jet after jet of cum surged through his shaft and into his swim trunks. He lifted his head from Joanne's breast and let out a loud groan.

Joanne could feel his penis throbbing in her hand and knew that she had caused him to shoot his stuff again. This time she could feel it with her fingers and felt excited at the fact that she had brought her big brother pleasure. When the throbbing stopped, she kept her fingers resting on his still firm member and sighed.

Rich once again began to move his fingers between her legs and soon she felt the muscled in her stomach contract. She lifted her bottom off the grass and yelled out as her climax ripped through her body. Her brother took a nipple back into his mouth and started to suck on it as her butt bounced on the grass and against his fingers. She could feel her juices running between the cheeks of her butt as he kept his fingers against her clit.

Suddenly Joanne saw stars and felt her entire body tingle. Her muscles began to contract and she moved her head from side to side, groaning. When the feelings began to subside, she wiggled away from her brother and the fingers that were on her overly sensitive clitoris. She pushed her legs together, pulled her knees up and let her arms extend from her sides.

Rich watched his sister's round breasts rise and fall with her breathing as she tried to catch her breath. After several minutes, she opened her eyes, rolled her head to the side and gazed into her brother's big blue eyes. He was still on his side, his head propped up with his hand. She let her eyes travel from his face, along his bent arm to his chest. She looked down at his swimsuit and saw the bulge of his still erect penis in the material. She studied it carefully and noticed how there seemed to be a ridge near the end.

Rolling onto her side, Joanne got up on all fours. She moved over to Rich, kissed him and then stood up.

"I need to cool off," Joanne said as she moved towards the water. "Want to join me?"

Rich scrambled to his feet and walked to the edge of the pond. He took his sister's hand and they walked into the cold water together. When they were in up to their thighs, they both dove under the surface and came up on the other side.

Neither of them talked about what had just happened for several minutes. Joanne located her top near the dam, fished it out of the water, and looked at the clip to see if she could salvage it. On close inspection, she saw that it had only bent. She balled the top up and threw it at the shore, preferring to remain topless.

Rich was a few feet away from her and rinsing his trunks in the water. Joanne walked up behind him, put her arms around his waist and leaned her head against his back. Her brother flinched when he felt her hands on his stomach, but then relaxed. He stood almost motionless as she pressed her breasts into his back and slowly rubbed his stomach. Finally Joanne's curiosity got the best of her so she moved one of her hands down to his crotch. She ran her fingers through his soft pubic hair and then down to his cock.

 
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