Chapter 11

While Tom and Andrew were out doing their workouts, Angela came to Lynette’s room.

“Honey, are you set with the clothing and shoes you’ll need for Europe? You’ll have lots of walking, you know, and you’ll need a nice outfit or two for going to concerts. Let’s check out what you plan to take.”

While the two were discussing the clothes Lynette would take, Angela decided to mention her concerns about what she’d been noticing regarding Tom’s and Lynette’s behavior together.

“Lynette, honey, I’ve noticed that you and Tom have become much closer during the past few months—Dad and I both have seen how you behave around each other. You were always close, but now, the way you look at each other and the way you’re always brushing against each other, kissing, or even just holding hands, we can tell that something seems changed.”

Lynette blushed shyly. “Well ... um ... well, you know how Tom and I run together and bike together too. He ... um, we do almost everything together, study too.”

“Yes, I know that you spend a lot of time with Tom ... you rarely see any of your friends outside school anymore, I’ve noticed.” Angela looked at her daughter with love and concern. “Sweetie, is there anything you want to discuss with me about you and your brother?”

Lynette thought that this was her chance to bring up her relationship questions about Tom. But how can I do it? She guessed that she should start slowly and watch her mother for cues.

“Mom—um, you know Tom’s problem? How he gets scared ... um, that’s not strong enough ... he gets panicked about the nudity stuff?”

“Yes, sweetie, and I’m really happy that the two of you won’t have to face the school’s stupid naked Program.”

Lynette began to feel uncertain about what she should say now, but she was determined to forge on, so she continued.

“Well, it was maybe four or five months ago, I thought of a way to help him.” She decided not to mention any details about the classroom scene which had made both her and her brother so horny. “We were going to work on a project but it seemed that Tom couldn’t focus. I figured out that it was ‘cause of something he had seen in school so I asked him. He had gotten a big dose of seeing more nudity that day but it turned out he had seen it on the classroom camera, not in person. But he told me that when he watched it, he got aroused, you know, um ... got hard.”

Angela’s eyes widened at this but she didn’t say anything, just motioned Lynette to continue, but Lynette had noticed her mom’s involuntary reaction.

“Um ... Mom, we’re really open with each other about everything, you know. We do talk about personal stuff; we trust and respect each other. Anyway, Tom told me that he didn’t have a real strong panic reaction like he does when it’s like a ... direct ... threat to him. Instead, he told me that he couldn’t stop watching the screen, but as he did, his panic just kinda went away. So it occurred to me to try something ... um ... sorta ... I guess you’d say it was radical. I figured if he got exposed to nudity and it wasn’t a direct threat, maybe he wouldn’t panic. So I got him to agree to let me blindfold him and then I undressed and let him touch me...”

Angela gasped, “You undressed with him there? Goodness! What happened—what did he do?” she asked, but Lynette saw that her face showed only amazement and concern; there was no shock or disapproval in her mother’s expression.

Reassured, Lynette went on. “Yeah, I figured I’d try to see if his ... um, you know, arousal, okay?—would keep the panic away; first, if he couldn’t see anything, and then—I ... um, let him touch my body with his eyes covered—then if he didn’t get panicked, I’d let him take off the blindfold to see me naked.”

“Lynette! You did that? How did you know to try something like that?”

“Mom, we’re so close, you know? I guess it felt right to me. And it worked! I was able to pull Tom’s pants down while he was touching me—that was after he had yanked off the blindfold—and he didn’t even notice his pants were down at first!”

“How can that be, honey? How could you do that without his being aware?”

“Well, I guess while he was touching me, it musta really distracted him. Giggle. He was kinda aroused—got super hard, you know. I could see it! Giggle. I just pushed his pants and shorts down. But then I kissed him and, wow, that did get his attention! He stopped rubbing my titties—he stopped then to see what I was doing—that’s when he pulled away from me and stared at me—and saw his pants at his feet—but he didn’t panic! He actually looked like he’d been hit on the head with a block of wood. But right after that, I got him to strip off the rest of his clothes and he did it without reacting—um ... panicking ... but wow, was he super aroused. Damn, he’s big. Giggle.”

“So the two of you were naked together?”

Lynette nodded shyly. “Yeah. Totally. It was just so awesome,” she added quietly.

She searched her mom’s face anxiously, looking for any sign of anger or even concern; however, if anything, Angela’s expression was one of mild surprise or perhaps even faint amusement.

Smiling now, Angela prompted, “You mentioned you had Tom touching you when you got undressed while he was blindfolded...”

Lynette blushed deeply, nodded, and looked down.

“Ah...” Angela nodded. “And you liked it, I gather.”

Lynette turned an even deeper shade of red. She felt closer to her mom than she’d felt in a long time. She realized that her mother wasn’t shocked or worried about what she had done with Tom; so it seemed. She felt relieved and was encouraged to continue.

“Aaahh ... Before I took my clothes off, I took his hand and put it on my chest,” she practically whispered. “He couldn’t see, like I said, and I got him to stroke my titties. Then I put his hand down below and I let him feel me there—I wanted to get him really aroused like he said he was when he saw the stuff on the classroom monitor. I was so, so nervous about whether my idea would work.”

She paused to look at her mother who showed no reaction other than an expression of understanding. Gaining more confidence, she continued.

“Then I wanted to see if he was ... um, you know, responding to my body? So I put my hand inside his pants and could feel his ‘thing’ all big and hard and it kind of felt good so I wrapped my fingers around it but-then-he-pulled-away-all-embarrassed-and-told-me-to-stop,” she whispered in a rush.

“Goodness!” Angela exclaimed. “But you said his clothes were off...”

“Um, not yet ... ahh ... that’s when I slipped off my panties and let him feel me down there. Then he tore off the scarf around his head, so I distracted him by grabbing his head and kissing him. That worked so well that he didn’t even realize it while I pushed his sweatpants and boxers down. Then the cool air musta got his attention. Giggle.”

“Wooo ... that was pretty daring, little girl. I’ll bet you enjoyed yourself there.”

Lynette nodded, still giggling. “Oh yeah, I did ... a lot! It was awesome, Mom, I think I fell in love with him all over again. We were kissing and holding each other, then pulling away and looking at each other, and then back to kissing again. And he saw he was naked standing there with me and didn’t panic. God, Mom, when I pulled down his underwear, his penis was sticking out like a pole. It was so big! I mean, I’ve seen plenty of boys’ penises in school but his was pushed against me and it looked so big and fat and felt rock hard.”

“Lynette, darling, you didn’t...”

“Oh, no, Mom. We didn’t ... um, you know ... go all the way. Umm ... I wasn’t scared or anything, but I sure can’t see something like that going inside of me! I did sorta like feeling it, though ... I love how it looks and I love holding it too ... is that bad?”

Angela smiled kindly and shook her head. “Sweetie, it’s never wrong to appreciate an erect penis. Many girls actually love to see them on their guy. Sure, I guess that at first they can look a bit scary, but penises are just part of a guy’s body,” she giggled, “actually an essential part, too.”

“But Tom’s penis just looks so big. It seems to be bigger than many of the boys in the Program—and I heard boys are very sensitive about their penis size too, why is that?”

“I’m no expert on penises, honey”; they both giggled at that, “but I’m guessing that boys think that if girls think that their penises look small, the girl won’t be interested in them. But the fact is that most are somewhere around five or six inches long when erect and that’s plenty long to feel good inside a woman. I’ve also heard that a penis that’s too long can hurt. It can bump into a girl’s cervix and that doesn’t feel so good.”

“Ummm ... Tom’s must be a bit longer than six ... it’s thick, though. God, it’s gorgeous ... I ... oh, this is hard for me to say...” Lynette choked.

“Oh, sweetie, never be embarrassed about talking about sex with me. You know you can always talk to me about anything—you always have, right?”

“Yeah, I guess ... ummm ... Mom ... Does it hurt the first time ... you know ... when you go all the way with a boy?”

Angela felt herself relax; she hadn’t realized until now how tense she was, but now she was relieved to know for certain that her daughter was still a virgin. But she realized that before she ended this conversation with her daughter, she’d still have to deal with the serious romance which had developed between the step-siblings.

Oh well, she thought, let’s forge on...

She looked at Lynette with compassion and love as she framed her answer. “Yes, it might hurt some if your hymen is still completely intact, but it depends on a number of things like the boy’s size but if things go right, it might not hurt much at all. What helps most is to be prepared properly.”

Lynette couldn’t believe how frank her mother was being with her and how accepting her mom was that she and Tom were sexually active with each other. She and her mom were discussing the most intimate of acts between people, yet her mom was actually not getting angry at her or embarrassing her or even warning her that she shouldn’t be thinking about sex at all. This was so fabulous.

“Mom?” she asked uncertainly. “Ah ... what do you mean by being prepared properly?”

“The best way to ensure comfortable—no, pleasurable—sex is by having enough foreplay. I’m sure you know that when a girl gets excited, her vagina secretes a fluid...”

Lynette blushed and dipped her head in embarrassment.

“Honey, don’t be embarrassed; all girls ... we all get wet down there ... anyway, girls get wet to let the boy’s penis slide into our vaginas easier. When you get horny, you get wet, right?”

Lynette nodded shyly.

“So foreplay, that’s manual or oral stimulation, helps the juices flow. Obviously you’ve learned to masturbate...”

“Oh, geez, Mom!”

“Honey, please. You’re a healthy, young girl who obviously has a healthy sex drive. Both boys and girls do it. I started doing it when I was maybe twelve and still love to do it, even though I have your dad to satisfy ... um, well, you know. Ah ... Anyway, it’s totally normal for a girl to feel horny and want to masturbate and having orgasms is wonderful. Never be embarrassed about your sexual needs, darling. Returning to your question, being prepared means getting nice and wet after plenty of stimulation to get the parts ready. If the girl is really close to her orgasm when the boy first goes into her, she probably won’t feel the pain as much as if she wasn’t as ready. You see?”

Lynette nodded, again blushing bashfully. She realized now that she couldn’t keep any secrets hidden from her mom and was surprised that now, instead of her initial intense embarrassment, she only had a feeling of relief. That was until she heard her mom’s next question.

“So how far did you and Tom actually go, if you feel you can tell me?”

Lynette shyly answered, “He sucked on my boobs, Mom. I really loved how that felt. Then I got this real strong urge to suck his penis—I saw girls doing that to the boys in school and the boys liked it so much, so I wanted to give Tom that pleasure too. Then while I was doing that, Tom pulled me around him so he could reach my ... ummm ... pussy ... and started to lick it ... my God, that felt so awesome...”

“That’s called a sixty-nine, sweetie...”

“Uh huh. Yeah, I know about that; in school I see it happening lots of times. Anyway, he was licking me there and I went crazy and exploded. I never felt anything like that before, but while I was coming down from my orgasm, Tom went off and OhMyGod! His penis just exploded and his stuff shot into my mouth and some even landed on my face!”

“Ah. So you got to taste it then.”

Lynette nodded, grimacing. “Yeah ... it was kinda warm and a little sticky; tasted like salty, bleachy paste. But wow, he shoots so hard.”

Angela smiled. “And after your first taste of Tom and of having oral sex, you found you liked it, yes?”

Lynette nodded bashfully and blushed. “I love him so much, Mom. He loves me too,” she said dreamily and a tear slid from her eye.

“So, honey, the big question now is: are you thinking about having intercourse with Tom?”

The question immediately shocked Lynette out of her reverie and she looked pleadingly at her mother.

“OhMyGod ... You know how to ask the tough ones! Oh jeez, Mom, I don’t know! Yeah, we’ve kinda discussed it ... talked around the question without really making any commitment ... I mean ... both of us feel really strong urges when we’re playing with each other ... god, I really think I want to feel his cock inside me but ... but he’s my brother ... but he’s not, really ... well, you know what I mean ... We’re so in love ... I wish we could be married.”

Angela felt her heart lurch in sympathy. “Well, I kind of thought this was where the two of you were headed. You kids always behaved like you were married, the way you act together and watch out for each other. I guess the idea that you could be a couple isn’t illegal, since you’re not related by blood, just through my marriage to Dad—but even still, some people may regard it as taboo, though. But I’m sure that if the two of you still feel the same about each other when you’re eighteen, that something could be worked out.”

“SQUEAL!” Lynette flew into Angela’s arms. “Oh, thank-you-thank-you, Mom! I was so worried that you’d be mad...”

Angela held her daughter tightly, tears running down her cheeks. Then she pulled back a little and looked Lynette in the eyes.

“My darling little girl. I’d never be angry with you because you’ve always been so responsible; Tom’s been too. You’re both amazing kids.” Angela said as she released her embrace and motioned Lynette to sit on the bed with her. “You’ve been unwillingly thrust into an environment of uncontrolled sexuality in school, and as I’ve read in the papers, the schools are filled with constant promiscuous sexual activity. The two of you have had plenty of chances to go much further than you have in exploring your physical relationship. Yet you’ve held off because of your maturity and senses of responsibility. This makes me very proud of you, Lynette.

“But I need to give you my ‘concerned parent’ talk. Both of you must absolutely understand what I’m going to say ... and Dad and I will need to talk to Tom about this too, later this evening. The feelings that both of you have for each other may seem to be very special and those feelings may seem extremely important to you both right now, but this romantic love you’ve developed for each other is a new phase of your relationship. Take it from me, your old mom, that the intensity in romantic relationships eventually begins to fade and becomes replaced with a new relationship status. Just what that status turns out to be will be determined by how you develop long after the novelty of your love is gone. Just look at what happened with Dad and his ex. They were very much in love when they got married.

“Right now, there’s probably no way that you would ever acknowledge to me—or even to yourselves—that you’d love each other any less, but believe me, there’ll be times that you’ll annoy each other and there’ll be times when you’ll find your need to just be alone to cool off after a disagreement...”

Angela saw Lynette’s face fall.

“Oh, darling,” she exclaimed, “I’m not telling you that I think that you won’t stay together. I can see how much you love each other, even right now, living together as siblings. But you’re changing your relationship and this new relationship needs time to build and get stable. That’s why I said you need to give yourselves some time, at least till you’re eighteen, before you make a decision that will affect the rest of your lives.”

Lynette nodded. “Yeah, Mom, I know what you mean and Tom and I agree that we don’t want to jump into anything as serious as marriage so soon. But when I said ‘I wish we could be married,’ I really meant ... umm ... the physical stuff ... yeah, that part of our love for each other. We’ve held that part off, but it’s not easy ... Umm ... You wouldn’t mind if Tom and I went ... you know ... um ... and I’m ... er, kind of scared about the pain too.”

Angela smiled ruefully. “Darling, I completely understand. You know, I think I must be crazy to tell you that you can go ahead and make love to Tom, but I can see how frustrating it can be if you keep holding off while feeling that strongly about each other. Hell, teens today screw each other just to satisfy their lust with no love at all involved, like you told me they do in that awful naked Program. You’ve told me how some of the kids have intercourse with everyone watching, too. It’s good that you’re not jumping into anything; you’re being responsible about taking that big step.

“And your concern about any first-time sex pain may be a sign that deep inside yourself, you don’t feel quite ready yet for that step. I also can’t believe I’m telling you this, but I wouldn’t be terribly concerned about that pain. Sure, there can be some pain, but every virgin’s experience is different. For me, it was a sharp sting that passed quickly...”

“God, Mom, TMI!” Lynette blushed.

“Well, you brought it up, darling. Some advice you’ll probably find embarrassing: if you want to get yourselves ready for Tom to deflower you, what I’d suggest is that he try stretching your hymen by using his fingers in you. I know you use tampons so your hymen must have an opening that his finger can fit into. If he’s careful, perhaps the membrane there can stretch a bit with his finger. I’ve read that careful stretching sometimes works to open the girl up a bit, so you may only feel a sharp pinch when his penis pushes through your hymen. And lots of real hot foreplay gets the juices flowing, too. If you’re nice and wet, things slide much easier.”

Lynette blushed again. “I can’t believe my mom is telling me about this...” she groaned.

Angela chuckled. “You did ask, right? Oh yes, this does bring up another major decision, Lynette. Remember, we opted you out from the birth-control shot back in the fall when we learned about that Program idiocy. I think we need to get you on the pill instead; the shot has anti-disease stuff and a powerful but short-acting hormone to make it work fast and I don’t want those extra drugs for you. Actually, I went on the pill when I was about your age. Not only is it one of the more effective forms of birth control, it’ll also help to make your periods less crampy. And you need to promise me that you’ll wait until you’re safe before you make love, okay? All I want from you is your promise that you’ll be careful.”