Chapter 3

Gerald Judge was not about to let his sister go on sleeping at a time like that. He did not have to look down at his prick to know that the thick rod was as rigid as it had been twenty minutes earlier. He had controlled himself for an unprecedented period of time but enough was enough. Thinking about his painful experiences with Judy Jeffers had made him desire his sister all the more.

Gerald knew he didn't really have to worry much about Donna. She was young and selfish most of the time, but he had changed her world in a way that could only work in his behalf. The girl had discovered her sexuality and Donna wasn't the type to be passive about it. She was young, healthy and remarkably free of guilt, considering the nature of her first sexual experience.

"Did you ever do that to anybody else?" Donna asked as she felt herself being woken, her voice deeper and more mature than usual.

"What do you think, that I've never fooled around before?" Gerald answered a little too defensively. "I didn't ride into town on a truck of watermelons, you know. Shit, there isn't a chick in this town I couldn't get into."

Donna giggled at her brother's bragging, but it did put a few doubts into her mind. Gerald was damned good-looking and even if he had refused to tell her about his sex life, she had been able to find out a few things about his dealings with Judy Jeffers. Besides, it stood to reason that most girls' were like herself, which meant that they had a similar capacity for sexual enjoyment. And most of them must have found Gerald pretty attractive.

Donna sat up suddenly, staring her brother directly in the eye. Her big tits jiggled enticingly as a byproduct of her nervousness, but Gerald met her gaze unflinchingly, an uncharacteristically peaceful and affectionate expression on his face. Suddenly Donna knew that there was something special between them, something he could never have with another girl.

Gerald's facial expression was enough to allay Donna's fears. Her brother had chosen her over all the older and better developed girls at the town high school. There was indeed something special between them, something she would eventually understand. Would he want other women also? Donna knew she had to find out more about sex and her brother, as soon as possible.

Thus, their interests coincided perfectly. Alone in the empty farmhouse, the two children could let themselves go without inhibition. Gerald reclined on the lumpy mattress and pulled Donna beside him. He would comfort her for a few seconds and let her get over her case of nerves. Once she was no longer so spaced out he would teach her how to put that gorgeous little body to proper use.

Donna snuggled comfortably into her brother's body. Gerald was sweaty but smelled nice and masculine. His muscles flexed gently around her, each like a live organism. He was very handsome indeed. His teeth were perfect, his eyes round and amber-colored, his nose short and straight. Donna didn't look too closely at her brother's physique. His muscles were nice but she was afraid to see the heavy cudgel that she had manipulated fifteen minutes earlier.

Actually, Gerald's cock had subsided to a more manageable size. Ordinarily that would have upset him but it was clear that it wouldn't take much from his sister to arouse him again. Gerald moved away from Donna, ready again, trying to decide what line to give her, how to talk her into doing his bidding.

But it was so much easier just to be active. Gerald took his sister into his strong arms and kissed her with passion, his tongue sliding all the way into her welcoming mouth. Donna met the onslaught gladly. It was more fun to fool around with Gerald than to think about it, immeasurably better.

Gerald explored his sister's tits again, hoping that Donna would take the hint and do a little feeling around on his own horny body. Sure enough, he could soon feel her arms encircling his back, the long cool fingers massaging his muscles gently. Soon she would move around to the front of his torso and let her hands touch his heavy throbbing prick.

Eventually Donna found that she was less frightened of her brother's sexual desires. His prick had hardened and filled with blood. His face was flushed as well, a similar blood-engorged color. Timidly, Donna reached out and touched the heavy wand, weighing it in her soft hands, shocked once again by the thickness and rigidity of the thing. This time she was going to please Gerald to the best of her abilities. Ignorant as she was of sex, Donna began to feel her self-confidence rising with every minute that passed.

Her long, delicately formed fingers surrounded the thick shaft, pulling the skin back and forth, occasionally venturing to touch the hypersensitive purple crown. The storm had abated and moonlight was streaming through the open window. It was easy for Donna to see just what she was doing.

The girl began to experiment, using her fingernails on the head of her brother's cock, tickling and teasing the incredibly sensitive appendage. It gave her a sense of power to drive her brother wild with desire, although Donna had little idea of the eventual outcome of his passion.

Donna let go of the huge machine temporarily, wanting to explore her brother's pendulous balls. The heavy globes seemed soft and vulnerable, not as sensitive as his prick, but nice in their own unique way. Donna squeezed the scrotum gently for a few moments, wondering if Gerald was ever going to say anything to her.

"That feels good, real good," Gerald finally announced. "I didn't think you knew how to jerk a man off right, but your hands feel fucking great. You've never done this before, have you?"

"No, not exactly," Donna temporized. "Don't ask any more questions. Just let me make you feel good, darling."

"You really want to make me feel good?"

"Oh yes, I'd do anything for you, anything at all," Donna insisted. "It's just that I don't really know what to do."

"Well, you could blow me," Gerald decided, trying to sound calm and reasonable. "I'll tell you exactly how to do it."

"I don't know if I could do that... take it into my mouth, I mean," Donna answered timidly. "Joanie told me about that once. It sounded so awful and dirty."

It took but a moment for Gerald to change his sister's mind. The thought of her thick, sensual lips surrounding his cock was sufficient to give the boy new powers of eloquence. He assured Donna that she would be doing nothing unnatural, that sucking cock was something every girl had to learn sooner or later.

Then Gerald sat up on the bed, bolstering his strong back against the oak headboard. His prick stood up straight from his groin, lined with thick, angry looking veins, bobbing gently but insistently as he watched his sister's changing reactions.

"Come on, all you have to do is take it into your mouth and kiss it and suck it a little. Just like a big candy cane."

Donna giggled, glad that her brother was making things easy for her. She was slightly nauseated by the thought of sucking the huge prick but she would do it anyway. The big organ was not to be denied. Besides, her brother had fired Donna's curiosity and there was only one way to satisfy it.

Donna squatted between her brother's parted thighs, slowly lowering her head toward the inviting target of his turgid rod. She placed a tender kiss on the purple crown, feeling her firm young tits pressing against the inside of his thighs. He had been right, Donna decided, there was nothing wrong or disgusting about using her mouth to satisfy her brother's lust.

Finally, Donna parted her bright white teeth, allowing the first three inches of her brother's meat to penetrate her moistly inviting little mouth. The thing seemed too large to handle at first, stretching Donna's lips and threatening to dislocate the girl's lovely chiseled jaw.

Donna was able to get used to the unfamiliar penetration. She found that her mouth was producing a great deal of saliva, the heavy flow making it much easier to handle the still motionless pecker. Little by little, she attempted to service the full seven inches of the fearsome cudgel.

Gerald folded his hands behind his head and tried to relax. He had what he wanted now, had talked his sister into sucking his tumid cock. Donna had no idea that she would soon be swallowing a veritable ocean of cum, but there was no need to tell her about it until the moment of truth had finally arrived.

In the meantime, she was doing a damned good job of turning him on, considering that she was a completely inexperienced little virgin. Her tongue was wrapped around his prick now, each stroke driving the handsome lad half crazy with desire. Yes, it wasn't going to take long for him to fire his wad.

Then Gerald allowed himself to move, rocking back and forth on his pelvis and shoving his prick deeper into Donna's unresisting mouth. In seconds he had reached the back of Donna's throat and was able to feel the girl gagging and struggling from the effort of handling his huge throbbing meat.

"That's right, baby," Gerald encouraged. "Just keep sucking and licking it. You're doing it just perfect."

By that point, Donna had overcome all feelings of guilt and shame. It wasn't as good as having her cunt and clitty licked but she definitely felt stimulated by the control she was exerting over Gerald's lust. It felt good to think of herself as a real woman, doing new and dangerous things with a man.

"Let it go out of your mouth and lick it a little," Gerald commanded his sister, more sure than ever that he could talk her into anything. "Just run your tongue up and down it, all the way. Especially the tip, that's where it feels best."

Donna gripped the thick member by its base, immediately protruding a pink wet tongue from her luscious lips. She ran her tongue along the shaft from base to crown, letting it linger around the collar before attacking the head. She could feel Gerald's whole body trembling. It was hard to tell if she was hurting her brother or giving him pleasure.

Her tongue was moving like a snake, coating every inch of the thick rod with a fine patina of sweet warm saliva. She could feel the blood throbbing through Gerald's prick, could feel his passion rising higher and higher. Still the boy seemed in control of his lust, at least for the moment.

"Do it to my balls," Gerald gasped, no longer trying to control his voice. "Lick them, just like my cock."

Donna obeyed her brother without hesitation, not realizing that the experience was as new to him as to herself. She held the soft globes in her right hand and then licked them gently, her tongue getting tickled by the wiry black pubic hairs. Sex was turning out to be a lot less complicated than she had expected. To her surprise she was actually enjoying it.