Chapter 20: Old Friends?

The summer that Jane became a teenager was exciting, and marked a turning point in our relationship. I was about six feet tall and had long lean swimmer's muscles. Jane was finally five feet tall and skinny as ever. She had long coltish legs, a round little butt, and finally cute little tits. They're a very proud 'A' cup. Beautifully round shallow hills of girl-flesh, topped with little pale pink nipples.

On our birthday we celebrated. That morning we fucked, Jane told me she wanted to spend the day with my stuff inside her. I was always for that. Whenever my sister wanted my cum, she got it.

That year when I handed her presents, I knew she would love them. There were four small boxes I handed her and one I kept back. She opened one; it was a set of lacy white thong panties and bra. I could tell by the smile on her face that she loved them. My sister simply stood up and stripped and put them on. Turning and posing she modeled them for me. She looked like a wet dream, and I told her so. Glossy brown hair falling past her shoulders, big blue eyes, cute little nose, pouty lips, wonderful little tits, and an ass that got stared at whenever we went out.

I gave her another thong set in black and just some french cut in pink and white again. She tried all four sets on for me. After the last set she took them off and handed me a small box. It was nice cologne. I put some on for her and she made sexy little sounds when she leaned close to smell me. Soon, the smelling turned into a deep kiss. Jane was pulling my shirt off and then started working on my boxers. When she got them off she quickly swallowed my cock. As she sucked on me, I reached over and got her surprise gift. I slipped it out of its box and slipped it around her neck.

It was a thin gold necklace with a small gold locket on it.

"Oh, Brett!"

"Look inside and on the back."

Inside was a picture of each of us and the back had the word 'TRADE' on the back.

"I love it! TRADE!" She called and went back to my cock. She licked and sucked and rubbed.

Moaning I warned Jane, "I am gonna cum soon, slow down or get on."

My sister just stopped and looked at me, she let me relax a little then threw a leg over me, and holding my cock up, ran it through her wet little slit. She rubbed the head over her clit several times, then lined it up with her hole and started down. Pausing at the initial penetration to adjust we said almost in perfect unison, "I love you."

Slowly Jane wormed my cock in. It was a tight fit. I was finally on the large side of average. As my cock barely bumped into her cervix, she leaned forward changing the angle so that when we thrust it did not go as far in. We sighed, as I was fully seated and just lay there enjoying our connection.

"You feel so good in me."

"I wish we could spend all day like this."

"When do you think I will get my period?"

"I dunno, that book we read said it could be another year or more. I am not in a rush, when it comes we will have to get you on the pill and that will be tricky."

"Yeah, that's true, just that most of the girls in school have had theirs already."

"Yeah but how many do you think do this or have as much fun as we do?" I asked flexing my cock in her.

"None," she giggled squeezing me back.

I flexed again, and she squeezed back. We both laughed and did it again. A game of sorts developed, she squeezed and thrusted, faster and faster until I could not keep up. She could just squeeze me and hold it for a ten count, and I could never hope to match that.

"It's like you are giving me a hug," I stated.

Giggling she replied, "yeah, I can give you two hugs at once."

Suiting action to words she leaned down and wrapped her skinny arms around my chest and gave me a hug with her pussy and body and said, "I love you."

"I love you too."

Slowly, she started to move back and forth, sliding forward and back on me. My cock pulling on her smooth lips and trying to force them back inside her. We looked into each other's eyes as we moved together. Our pace quickened and my sister peaked. Her pussy clamped down on me and she froze. Coming down she lay on my chest. When she did not start moving soon I know she wanted me to do it. My sister just wanted to be fucked and listen to my heart pound. I grabbed her firm ass and moved her on me. She would cooperate by rolling her hips and assist with the thrusts some, but it was my pace and my effort mainly. I pulled her against me harder and she responded with her 'hug.' Our motions were getting erratic and I came. Shooting my cum deep inside her she jerked her hips a few more times and came again.

I sat up and laid her on her back between my legs. I ran my hands over her body cupping her little tits. Pulling my cock out of her I cupped my hand over her hairless little slit. She felt hot and wet. My sister just lay there smiling up at me. I caught my sperm as is drained out of her and rubbed it all over her chest and played with her now slick nipples.

"Yes, I love your stuff on me. I feel so naughty for some reason, why?"

"I think its because it is so special and that most people would probably think we were weird or something."

"We are not weird are we?"

"I don't think so, but who cares."

"Yeah, who cares."

That afternoon we lounged around our room naked in the summer heat and talked.

"Know what else I want for my birthday?"

"What?"

I moved my hand farther down from where it rested on her belly and probed a very sweaty slick finger on her anus. She just moaned and rolled over and presented her ass to me. I found the tube of KY we stole from Mom and squirted some out on her. As my finger put a little pressure on her pucker, it just opened up and it slid in.

"And we felt naughty before, just wait," I said in a low voice.

I pushed quite a bit of the gel in her pink little rose. God it was a sexy sight. She was on her knees with her legs spread and her face on the bed arching her back. Some of my cum was still leaking out of her hairless pussy from several hours earlier and there I was with a finger buried in her ass.

With my cock coated with the jelly I rubbed the head around her little ass. I pushed on her crinkled hole, and it slowly opened to let me in. My sister groaned, and I paused with the head inside. I was throbbing with passion and afraid I would shoot off then, but I managed to calm down. Slowly I shoved another couple inches inside and paused. Jane just lay there with her eyes closed and breathing short little breaths through her mouth. A little more went in and she moaned. I pulled back out and went back in and did not stop until my balls pressed against her hot sex.

Anal sex was exciting, and we both had to be in the mood to do it. Except for the sphincter mainly she did not really grip me like her tight little pussy did. The forbidden aspect though usually got us going. Jane just lay there, and I started to thrust into her. I reached down and leaned over her grabbing her tits with one hand and her clit with the other. Keeping my rhythm with all three was hard work, but Jane came quickly that way. Soon, I reached my peak, and held still buried in to the root and sprayed her bowels with my cum.

I just leaned over her still inside her ass and breathed heavily.

"I can feel your heartbeat down there, I love to feel your heart beat, especially when it's inside me."

I kissed her on her ear and said, "just lay there, I will be right back" and went and got a washcloth to clean her up after I washed in the bathroom.

"I am the luckiest guy in the world to have you."

"Me too," she replied.

We got birthday letters from Henry and Helen the next day. All that time we have written each other. Jane's letter always came to 'my' house as we told them. Most of the time we read each other's letters but not always. Jane read the ones I wrote pretty much all the time, but sometimes she did not share hers with me. That did not bother me. She wrote Helen every month or sometimes more often. A few weeks after our birthday Jane got a letter from Helen. I was laying on the couch reading a book when Jane came out and stood by the couch. I looked at her and could tell something was wrong. She came to me and lay down with me when I tugged on her and started sobbing.

"What's wrong?"

She just handed me the letter.

Helen wrote,

Dear Jane,

I did not want to believe it, but I just can't help it now. I know about you and Brett, your brother. At first I was shocked then I remembered how you loved each other. I looked at the pictures of that summer we spent and could see it. There was nothing your said or wrote that specifically gave it away just a whole bunch of little things. Having to write you both at the same address. Your stories about you homes, they were almost identical except from the different viewpoint. The things you write to me that you two do. It all adds up. I first thought you lived in the same house only but then thought, that's not possible. But it would be possible if you were related. Cousins I thought, but you described identical mothers and home lives with no father around. I really want to know the whole story. I will not get you guys in trouble, not even sure I could if I wanted to from here in Denmark anyway. Please write back to me. I am still your friend. It must be hard to keep this huge secret all the time.

Your friend,
Helen