Chapter 1

"Lindsay!" Logan called up the stairs to his sister, "Are you ready yet? Tyson and Julie are waiting!"

Lindsay gave herself one last long look in the mirror and turned to pull on her clothing. She had been admiring herself in the mirror, she was a little short for her age and at 16 stood only 5' in height, but beyond that she was a natural beauty. She had straight, silky blonde hair that hung to her waist and icy blue eyes. Her nose was cute and small sitting above her soft, plump and pink lips. Her teeth were glistening white and her complexion was a flawless alabaster. Her body held the same perfection with pert round B cup breasts that fit perfectly into the palm of your hand and were peaked with small, puffy nipples that were just begging to be sucked. Her small waist curved into slightly flared hips and long shapely legs between which was nothing but a patch of white blonde peach fuzz sitting above her perfect plump pussy lips. It was the body of a gymnast. She pulled on her purple and black plaid miniskirt and a black belt before debating over whether to wear underwear or not and quickly deciding that it would turn Logan on more if she didn't. "Coming!" she shouted as she pulled her black wool sweater on over top of her black tank top.

She turned and walked out the door to see Logan standing at the top of the stairs smiling at her. He looked her over and then leaned in close to her and whispered into her ear, "You look delicious tonight, Sis." and turned to start down the stairs. His warm breath on ear made her shiver and her face flushed red. She knew it wouldn't be long tonight before she was going to be soaking wet and incredibly horny. Everyone in their small home town of Chelsey thought that Logan was dating Julie and she was dating Julie's brother, Tyson. That however was not the way it was at all and is why they almost always went out on double dates like tonight. It was also the only way that their mom would let Julie go out with Logan is if Tyson and I chaperoned because she didn't trust Logan. We didn't mind, this worked fine for us anyhow.

Logan, Tyson, Julie, and I had all played together as kids. Julie and I were the same age, and the boys were a year and a little older then us at 17. We all started playing "doctor" type games with each other when we were 7 and it sort of progressed from there in private when the others weren't around. One day when we were 12, Julie confessed to me that she and Tyson wanted to have sex. I told her I wanted to wait till I was married, but that I wanted to marry Logan. And you can imagine how the rest went. Logan and I fell in love and so did Tyson and Julie.

I looked at my gorgeous brother as I reached the bottom of the stairs and smiled. He was so handsome with shaggy dirty blonde hair that kind of stuck out in that snowboarder type of way. The same blue eyes I had with a strong square jaw and perfect kissable mouth. His skin was lightly tanned as he spent alot more time out doors and his body was lean and muscular, the body of a true athlete. He was much taller then her standing at 5'10 and could easily pick her up with one hand. He was the best looking guy in Chelsey, followed very closely by Tyson. He gave her a wink as they shouted goodbye to their parents and headed for Logan's car.

Logan looked down at his sister who was snuggled next to him in the driver's seat of the car at the drive-in movie theatre, and smiled. God she's hot, he thought to himself. The way her hair fell down her chest and into her cleavage, was making his cock throb every time he looked at it. And Lindsay knew he was hard. She had always been very adamant about not wanting to have sex until she was married and he respected that because he knew she would be marrying him, even if they had to run away and change their names to do it. He could wait because he loved his sister more then anything else in this world. But god damn she teased him so much and wouldn't even let him touch her anywhere besides her breasts and he had to be over the clothes. And the fact that Tyson and Julie were having sex in the back seat and all the gasping and moaning wasn't helping him any. He leaned in and kissed her neck, his hand sliding over her stomach and around her waist, stroking her softly as he purred into her ear and whispered pleadingly, "Please, Lindsay ... I promise we won't have sex but I just ... want to touch you."