Chapter 1

“Josh, what are you doing?” I said in a shrill, despairing voice before continuing. “Why are you wearing my best pair of sheer panties, and what the ... You’ve got another pair on your face. You’re ... yuk. You’re like jerking off into my panties, you little shit.”

“Chill, Sis. All boys do this.”

“No, they don’t. And like you’ve been in my pantie drawer, looking for my sexy panties, and now you’re going to cum in them. Gross, Bro, really gross, even for you. That has got to be an all-time low.”

“Don’t go crazy. Go on, watch me cum in your panties, I’m really close. You know, if you’d just let me get into your pussy, I wouldn’t have to jerk off into them so much while I think of you.”

Despite being grossed out, I found I was attracted to looking at my brother’s cock, the tip was sticking out above the waistband of my panties as he stroked himself, and I knew he fancied me.

Joshua pulled the sheer material over the end of his cock. “Look, Sis, watch me cum. I’m cumming.” And with a couple of grunts, I saw his cum seep through the thin sheer material of my prized, sexy panties.

“Do you want your panties back? Do you want to lick my cum from them and taste it?”

“Bro, you’re sick, like you know, perverted. Lock the bathroom door next time so I don’t have to watch you jerk off ... you, like sicko.”

That was a couple of weeks ago.

“Suzie, Brad’s here,” Dad called down the hallway.

Brad and I have been going out for a week now. He’s seventeen and has a car. Yeah, that’s so cool. But all he wants to do is like, talk about sex all the time, then more sex talk. That’s all he talks about, and he’s always asking me to do it with him. Pressuring me, you know. Even though I haven’t done it with him yet, he like, so wants, to have sex with me. But I’m still a virgin, and I’m not sure I should have sex yet, at least not with Brad.

“Hey, sexy babe, how you going? Let’s split.”

We gave each other a quick chaste kiss, before Brad pulled me out of the house to his car.

“What’s the rush? And where are we going?”

“You’re the rush, babe. We’re going to a quiet spot in the industrial area I’ve checked out. Then we can make out. No one will be around on a Sunday afternoon.”

Brad raced around the road, squealing his tyres. He’s only had his license for a month, and the way he drives, I’m sure the cops will pick him up for speeding or something.

We parked at the end of a dead-end street, and yes. There was no one around.

“Quick, get in the back.” We both got into the back of Brad’s Falcon, where we kissed passionately, and he was all over me like a rash. He ran his hand up my legs and under my short skirt and rubbed my pussy through my panties, then he pushed my top over my tits and undid my bra, pulling them out from their confines.

Brad mauled my tits. He squeezed them hard, licked, and sucked my nipple. “Grab my cock and jerk me, hurry up. I want so bad to stick my cock in you.”

Brad had returned one hand to my pussy, and found its way inside my panties. “Oh, wow, you’re wet. You want my cock don’t you?”

He put two fingers into my tight pussy and fingered me while he went back to kissing and squeezing my tit with his other hand. I was gasping for breath as I broke our kiss. Brad was hot and on fire. I’d never seen him this excited before. His excitement and naked lust had turned me on, and yes, he had me so wound up I wanted his cock.

“Brad, have you got rubbers today like I asked you to get?” He kissed my neck down to my tits, and he had me moaning. “Brad, please, have you got rubbers? I need to feel your cock in me ... be my first, you know. Fuck me.”

“Babe, a girl can’t get pregnant the first time she gets fucked, like, everybody knows that you know. Molly didn’t get pregnant when I fucked her four months ago, and she didn’t make me wear a rubber, you know. So, no, I don’t have any rubbers, but I’m still going to fuck you.”

“Nooo, please no. You can’t put your cock in me if you don’t have a rubber, and a girl can get pregnant the first time she has sex. You and Molly were lucky, that’s all.”

Brad pushed his shorts and undies down to his ankles and got on top of me. Then he pulled my panties to the side and rubbed his cock up and down my wet slit.

“Brad, please don’t ... or I’ll go to the cops and tell them you raped me.”

He stopped and looked shocked that I’d threatened to go to the cops if he stuck his cock up me.

“Okay, okay ... suck me off, instead.”

“No way! I’m not putting your cock in my mouth so you can fill it with cum. That’s so gross. Yuk.”

“You little tease. You get me all horny. Then you won’t let me fuck you or suck me off. Well, screw you, you cunt, we’re over. I’ll find a girl that will put out and not tease me like you have ... cunt.”

After he had finished his verbal abusive tirade, he took me home. I slammed his car door as I got out, and he squealed his tyres as he took off.

I went to my room in a rage, and after only a few minutes, even before I had a chance to cry. There was a knock at the door.

“Suzie, can I come in?”

“Sure, it’s ok. Come in.”

“Have you just, like ... you know, split with Brad?”

“Yeah, we have. He wanted to screw me without wearing a rubber, and I wouldn’t let him. And do you know what was worse? I would have let him fuck me if he’d used a rubber.”

Josh put his hand on my thigh and gently rubbed it up and down, and my pussy tingled. His touch was warm, so soft it felt good, and I didn’t object or push it away.

He waited for a second as he looked at me before he said gently, “I’m sorry, he’s a moron. I’m sure you’ll find another guy soon, you know. You’re a great-looking girl. You know I fancy you, even though we’re brother and sister. Like, wow, those short skirts you wear. I get hard looking at you. Let me kiss you better.”

I looked at my brother’s crotch, and I could see the bulge in his shorts. He was hard. Was Josh going to kiss me on the lips? I hoped so. Or would it be just a brother-sister kiss despite what he had said about fancying me? Did I want him to kiss me? Yes. Am I vulnerable after breaking up with Brad and seeking comfort from my brother? Yes, even so, I can feel my pussy getting wet.

Shit, my brother is turning me on by rubbing my leg and him wanting me. I parted my legs slightly to see if Josh would take a chance and run his hand further up my leg. I wanted him to, but I felt let down and was disappointed when he kissed my forehead instead.

The next day at school, my three besties, Rebecca, Phoebe, Molly, and I got together for lunch to catch up and talk about what we did with our boyfriends over the weekend.

“Hey, Suze, you don’t look too happy. What’s wrong?” Molly asked.

“Brad and I split. But he told me he fucked you four months ago without wearing a rubber. Are you crazy? Do you want to get pregnant? Who’s your new guy ... Jack. Isn’t it? Does he wear a rubber when you do it?” I replied.

“Like yeah. Brad screwed me, and he didn’t wear a rubber. He told me a girl couldn’t get pregnant when she did it for the first time, and I believed him. But I know that’s soooo wrong now, so like when, you know, Jack and I do it, he wears one. Sorry, you broke up with Brad. Why did he dump you?”

“Because I wouldn’t let him screw me without a rubber, and I wouldn’t suck him off,” I replied.

“Oh, that’s like so gross, and I bet he wanted to cum in your mouth,” Beccy said.

“Yeah, Beccy, he did,” I replied.

“What did you and Liam get up to, Phoebe? Did you let him get into your panties? He’s like so cool. He could get into my panties anytime,” said Molly.

“Shut up, Mol. You’re such a slut at times,” Phoebe replied.

“Well, Phoebe. What did you and Liam get up to? We’re all besties, you know you have to tell us, we share everything. Is his cock as big as what some of the other girls say?” I asked.

“Liam’s, so like nice. So cool. We went to Macca’s for burgers, and when we’d finished, he drove out to the sand hills and ... you know ... we did it in the sand hills. But the best of all was he went down on me and ate my pussy. It blew me away when he did that, and he gave me the big O twice. I’ve never had an orgasm that big before. Liam held me by my thighs. I was rolling around so much, and then we made love. He’s so good to me, and I love his cock, like, yeah, he’s well hung, like you know, a donkey.” Phoebe dreamily replied.

“Did it hurt when he put it in your pussy?” Beccy asked.

“At first, yeah, but I wasn’t a virgin. It’s just like he has a big dick. Cool. When Liam puts his dick in you, you feel like so stretched and full. I was in heaven, and stop drooling, girls. I can’t wait for him to eat me out again, like wicked. He can put his cock in me anytime.” Phoebe replied with a distant look about her.

“Cool, you had an ace weekend getting laid with Mr. Wonderful,” I snarkily replied. Still shitty that I hadn’t.

“What about you, Mol? How many guys did you screw on the weekend?” Phoebe asked.

“Hey, Phoebe, don’t be like that. Just because I like the feel of cock doesn’t mean I screw every boy I see. Besides, Jack is neat, and he looks after me. We must have fucked about three times on Saturday night and another twice on Sunday,” replied Molly.

“You’re a slut, Molly,” Phoebe said.

“Just because my boyfriend and I fuck a lot doesn’t make me a slut,” countered Molly.

“Beccy, your turn. Did you get screwed over the weekend? I asked.

“No, Noah didn’t have any rubbers, and like. He was too embarrassed to buy some. He’s only seventeen, so we made out in the back seat of his car. I took off my top, and Noah undid my bra. He grabbed my tits, he played and sucked on them, you know. Then he pushed my skirt up around my waist and pulled my panties down to my ankles, fingered me while he sucked on my tits, and I pulled him off. Gee, like, he shot so much cum it went everywhere,” Beccy explained.

It looks like I’m the only sixteen-year-old virgin in year eleven. All my besties got screwed or had a good time. Like, wow. I missed out again, and now I don’t have a boyfriend. I so want one, to be like my besties, lose my virginity, and fuck my guy like they do.

Back at home, I was doing my homework in my room when there was a knock on my door.

“Come in.”

“Hey, Sis, like, are you doing homework? What a bore, that’s so uncool.”

I swung around on my chair to face Josh, and he looked straight at my crotch. I was still wearing my short school skirt. I knew he could see my crotch, and he said nothing as he looked up my skirt and stared at my panties. I know he has a pantie fetish after I found him in the bathroom wearing mine and jerking off into them. What was it that so intrigued him? Did he like looking at panties? Yeah, I know that’s a yes. Did he like the shape of a girl’s crotch? Was he imagining how my pussy looked? Was he trying to see my pubic hair? Did he like the idea of seeing me with my legs spread? Or did he get a thrill looking up girls’ skirts?

“Enjoying the view? Is there something you want, Bro?”

Josh kept staring, and I teased him further by opening my legs a little wider. “Josh, yoo-hoo, anyone home?”

“Your legs are so slender and beautiful, and I can see your crotch. Will you let me ... let me touch it, please?”

I looked at Josh, then down at his crotch. He had his hand in his pocket, and it looked like he was stroking himself as he stared at my panties. He removed his hand and held up a string of six rubbers.

“I bought these for you, you know. Next time, if you know ... a guy doesn’t have any like you could have some in your purse or bag, then you can, hey, let your guy fuck you, you know. I was thinking of you.”

How nice is that? My baby brother is thinking of me and trying to help me get laid. How sweet. But like the last time, as Josh put his hand on my thigh, I could feel my pussy getting wet, and I noticed he was sporting a boner. That’s when I realised I didn’t need a boyfriend, and I didn’t have to look any further to find a cock. I had one sitting right in front of me. I took a risk and asked, “Would you like to lay on the bed with me? Cuddle me, hold me? It’s ok, no one will know.”

“Wow, neat, I’d love that.” He paused before continuing, unsure if he was pushing things too far. “Can I touch you? You know ... your tits or your pussy?”

I wasn’t going to give him the go-ahead that easily, so I said coyly, “I’m not saying yes, but I’m not saying no either. Let’s lay on the bed and see what happens.”

Josh couldn’t get on the bed fast enough, his boner standing up hard in his shorts. I’ve no experience with cocks other than seeing Brad’s, and I hadn’t even touched that. But it looked like Josh had some serious meat hiding in his shorts, much to my delight.

We lay on the bed facing each other as I played with his hair, unbuttoned his shirt, ran my hands across his not-so-hairy chest, then down to his arse, and squeezed his bum. Josh held me close and squashed my small tits against his chest. We kissed each other gently on the lips.

He moved his hands between my legs, and I rolled over onto my back, letting him rub my pussy through my panties. Breaking off for a second, I took off my blouse and bra, and as his gaze feasted on my small tits, I could see the look of trepidation in his eyes. My poor brother didn’t know whether to play with my pussy or tits.

“Take your time. Start with my tits a little, and when you’re ready, go back down to my pussy. I’m not going to stop you.”

His hands were on my tits in a flash, squeezing and mauling them, and as with all boys, it was too hard. “Josh, please don’t squeeze so hard. Gently rub them. That feels a lot better for me, then softly squeeze my nipples. I like that.”

He paid attention to my tits and followed my instructions, gently squeezing and rubbing them. I urged him to lick and suck on my nipples as things were hotting up. I could feel my excitement growing between my legs, my pussy getting wet as he sucked my nipples. “Yes, that’s it, please keep doing that. It feels so good.” Motivated by my encouragement, he moved his hand down to my pussy.

“Wow, Sis, your panties are so wet, like awesome.”

My panties were so wet they stuck to my crotch as he ran his fingers up and down my slit, then he pulled them down so he could play with my pussy. “Gee Sis, your pubic hair is like wow. You know, so soft.”

He stroked my pubic mons before putting a finger into my hot, sopping pussy. “Oh, wow, your pussy is so, like, soft and squishy. I love it.”

Josh soon added a second finger, and we both moaned. He pushed his shorts and jocks down to his ankles before struggling to kick them off. Now I could fully appreciate his erect member, and he looked to have a good-sized cock for a sixteen-year-old. I tentatively held his cock, feeling one for the first time, and I was surprised to find it hard, warm, and spongy. I knew it would be soon inside my pussy, my brother taking my virginity, and I took his. I couldn’t think of a better way for a brother and sister to lose their virginity than together.

“Find my clit.”

“What’s that? Where is it?”

“Sorry, I forgot it’s your first time. I’ll spread my pussy lips for you, and you will see a shiny little button at the top of my pussy, under a hood. Get close and have a look.”

“Oh yeah, I can see it.”

“When you finger me, wet your thumb and rub it. It’s a girl’s pleasure button, and once you know how to play with it, you’ll give a girl a big orgasm.”

“Neat, Sis, you’re the best.”

He went back to fingering me with one finger, but I wanted more. “Put another finger in my pussy, and your thumb on my clit and rub it. I want you to make me cum.”

“Awesome, Sis. I want to make you happy, like wild.”

He soon got the idea as I implored him. “Finger me harder and faster. I’m nearly there.”

This felt so good with two fingers up my cunt, while he sped up and furiously finger fucked me with his thumb on my clit. I resumed jerking his cock, and after a while. “Yes, oh yes, oh yes, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, oooh yes,” I moaned as my thighs clamped around his hands. Poor Bro, he didn’t know what to do. He looked like a stunned mullet.