Chapter 1

Several people have asked me to please tell what happened 'that night' when my older sister, Janine, asked me to come to her room. As you may recall, she now had a roommate in the person of the sister just younger than I by three years. I was 13 going on 14, Janine was 16 going on 17, and Sandra was 10 or 11.

In my mind, Janine was not at all pleased to have a roommate (they were using the old double decker I used to sleep in) since it interfered with our liaisons. After Aunt Kelly went away to college, that left just Janine and me to get together for sexual delights. With another sister in the room, we had to make do with the barn or special places in the fields. For some reason, my room was not a good place for our trysts. I think that had to do with my room being grand central station for everybody. I had started a newspaper and people were in and out all the time.

I left off in the last chapter of Aunt Kelly where I had just gone into Janine and Sandra's room thinking Sandra would be asleep. It was pretty late at night. Boy, was I surprised to see them both sitting nude on the bottom bunk. As per custom in the upstairs we didn't bother with clothes, especially at night since we all slept in the nude and I would often run into a sister on her way to the bathroom. There was nothing sexual about this. In fact, if someone had to use the bathroom and another was taking a bath, we just walked in and did our stuff.

The only exception to this was a sister just older than I by 18 months. She would object, but if I had to pee, I went ahead while she complained. She would rail at me from the tub while I peed away into the toilet. My relationship with her was quite good otherwise. She would have been shocked at what was going on between me and Janine. However, I digress; this part is really about Janine and Sandra.

On entering their room, I acted like I was simply coming in to find out what Janine wanted. It was her idea for me to go there, so I said, "OK, I'm here. What did you want?"

I kept looking at Sandra and then back at Janine as if she must be out of her mind. All of our liaisons out in the barn or elsewhere had been carefully planned to keep our secret. If anything else, Aunt Kelly had drummed this into both of us. Now, I thought she was being very reckless.

Janine said, "It's OK, Jimmie, Sandra knows about our games. She wants to join us."

Sandra was smiling as was Janine. With them both nude, sitting together on the bunk, I could get a good comparison of their bodies. Janine's ample grapefruit breasts (she was the only sister with big ones) stood out next to Sandra's little lemons which were just beginning to sprout. Because of the way they were sitting, I could easily see between their legs. Most of my sisters were blond as was Sandra (there was even a red head). They sat in stark contrast with dark brown hair on Janine's pussy, and nothing at all on Sandra's.

I think it was at that moment that I realized how revealingly pleasant was the sight of a bare pussy. Nothing was left to the imagination. Sandra's legs were parted allowing me to see her slit in all its glory. Ordinarily, the anticipation of a get together with Janine would give me an erection even before I got there. This situation, however, left me in a normal state about which I was glad since I didn't want to shock Sandra.

"What do you mean she knows about our games?" I replied. I decided to play dumb. Sandra was one of the two sisters who had grabbed at my penis a few years ago and we ended up under the covers feeling each other up. One of them had ratted on us to my mother. I didn't know which one it was so was being very careful. That episode was really mild compared to what Janine and I were doing.

"No, really, Jimmie," Janine repeated, "Sandra knows about us and wants to play too."

Later on Janine explained that she had come into the room while Sandra was playing with herself. Yeah, I thought only boys did that. Instead of acting superior or making fun of her, Janine told her she did it too, but masturbation was not as much fun as fooling around with a boy. Not only did Janine give her pointers on how to do it, but slowly convinced her that she could introduce her to much more pleasurable ways if she could keep a secret. In short, that led to my being called to their room. The boy, of course, was moi.

In Janine's mind, this was the perfect solution to resolve the problem of a roommate preventing her and me from getting together in the house. The barn didn't have a bathroom next door, and it got awfully cold in the winter. However, at that moment, I didn't know any of this. As far as I was concerned, Janine had broached something very dangerous. If Sandra was a snitch, then everybody would know. It wasn't that I would be caught fucking my sisters (the incest thing), but that I was doing something verboten no matter who it was. I would have been just as embarrassed had it been someone outside the family. I was simply not aware of how much worse people would have considered it knowing it was with my sisters.

Back to the confrontation in Janine and Sandra's bedroom: They asked me to sit between them, and Janine would explain what Sandra knew, and how much she wanted to participate. I was still uncomfortable, and could not really think of Sandra as other than a little sister whom I had protected, picked up after school to walk her home, or any number of other big brotherly things. Janine was a very good persuader.

Janine began to play with my penis while she was talking. For the first time, it took a while for her to get me erect. By the way, I did not have a lot of hair on me then, so Sandra and I looked more alike between our legs than Janine did. To my surprise, Janine invited Sandra to take hold of my penis to see how it felt as it grew in her hands. Grasping it by the shaft, she truly looked amazed as it got hard in her hand. Curiosity drew her head down to look at it.

Like Aunt Kelly before her, Janine was now the acting director of the situation. She urged me to put my hand on Sandra's pussy and to caress her as she was now doing to me. By this time, Janine was kneeling on the floor between us to make sure we did as she said. She pretty much gave an anatomy lesson on penises to Sandra whose interest was obvious, esecially after it started to get hard. I discovered that I loved the feel of a hairless pussy, and could tell that Sandra's was beginning to get slippery. I had been slipping a finger in her and then drawing it up between those puffy lips to her tiny clitoris where I tarried with a few swirls.

Apparently, Janine's description of how much better this would be with a boy was coming true. Sandra took her hand off my erection and grabbed hold of me like she were trying to save herself from drowning. She began to pant, and pushing up against my pussy hand, groaned aloud. Janine had to put her hand over her mouth to stifle the sound. It was obvious she was having one huge orgasm. After it subsided, we let her lie down on the bunk.

Janine wasted no time in getting in on the act. This had been her purpose. She was in charge of the rubbers, and told Sandra to watch her put one on me. Apparently, she was going to give Sandra a demonstration of fucking since she told her to just watch and learn.

"Jimmie won't have to wear one of these with you, 'cause you haven't started menstruating yet," she said.

I sure hoped she hadn't told her about getting pregnant or that Aunt Kelly was our teacher. Playing with Sandra's hairless pussy had gotten me as hot as a firecracker so I needed no urging to plunge into Janine regardless of the audience. Sandra had recuperated and was watching us so intently that our mother could have come in and her attention would not have been diverted. All three of us were now in the bunk with Sandra up against the wall as I fucked Janine missionary style.

It was obvious that Sandra wanted to see how we connected so ended up crawling over my humping bottom to get a better view. Actually, she had just twisted around so that half her body was on mine and her head ended up between our legs. She kept complaining that she couldn't see it all. Janine suggested we do it doggie style so she could see better. I was about to come, so it was lucky she stopped the action to reposition ourselves. Sandra was like a monkey crawling around to find better views. She wanted to see it going in and out.

I had no idea that Sandra was such a little sex kitten. She was asking Janine if Jimmie could do her too while she continued to twist around to see what was going on. When she got behind us, I could feel her hands on my balls. In the meantime, I was playing with Janine's tits and clitoris while pumping in and out. Both Aunt Kelly and Janine had given me a lot of instruction on how to rub and suck that organ, so it was always part of my repertoire. It worked once again, and Janine was soon coming. I followed right behind.

Sandra was flabbergasted at the rubber full of my semen when I finally pulled out and slipped it off. At 13 ½ years, I never lost the erection after coming the first time. If anything, this situation seemed more erotic than any before, so I was ready for more. She stared at Janine's gaping pussy and then looked down at her own. The show had excited her no end, so whatever misgivings she may have had were not apparent.

"Janine said you don't have to use one of those things with me, Jimmie," she said. "Where will all that stuff go when you do it inside me?"

Janine laughed, and said, "Oh Sandra, don't worry 'bout it. Some will stay in you, but a lot will just leak out after he's through. You'll see. The main thing is that it's so much fun. Having his penis in you when you go off is a total different experience. I know you'll like it."

Now, you may be wondering about Sandra's age and ability to take me. First of all, my little sisters were little in age only. They were tall, lanky, and athletic. They worked on the farm doing chores, riding horses, and other things to make them strong. It did not occur to me that she wouldn't be able to take my penis. I had not run into a hymen with Janine or Aunt Kelly, so that was the farthest from my mind. In fact, I still didn't know what a hymen was or that virgins had them. Also, I was not fully grown yet, although I was taller than Sandra. Janine was practically an adult, but Sandra and I were still kids.

Janine was going to direct us on Sandra's first fuck. She had her lie on her back, spread her legs and draw them back up so she could introduce my penis into her vagina. Sandra was worked up from watching us so her vagina was as ready as it would ever be. She tucked a pillow under her head so she could watch the operation. There was no doubt that she was as fascinated and aroused as her body and mind would allow. I was in no less an anticipatory mood as Janine moved my penis up and down Sandra's bare pussy to get it wet with her juices. She was flowing like a river.

At first, it was so easy to get the head in that I thought it would be like Janine the first time. After that, it was so tight that I thought I had hit an obstruction. On occasion with Janine or Aunt Kelly, I had gone in before they were fully ready, so knew to make short, slow thrusts to ease myself in. That's what I did, and while it took a while, I was finally in all the way. Sandra grimaced a few times, but once I was in, I let her get used to it before proceeding. Janine kept talking to her, saying that if it hurt to just wait because it was going to feel really good.

This was the first time I had not used a rubber except for those times right after Janine had her period. She had since learned about those things. Sandra's pussy was not as hot as Janine's, but it was squeezing me lovingly. Now that I had already come, I was able to go longer with Sandra. Somehow, this was a new situation for me. I couldn't keep my mind from saying 'I'm fucking my little sister' as if that were a whole new ball game. I wasn't thinking of the sin of incest; it was just that I was doing something I had never thought of as a possibility. It had never entered my mind.

You see, the situation with Janine just wasn't the same. She was older, and the instigator of most of our sexual play. Suddenly, I am the older one, and I loved all of my sisters dearly, but Sandra looked up to me. I was her protector, and there I was fucking her. Of course, such thoughts were in the back of my mind. The immediate goal was to enjoy this and give her as much enjoyment as I could. I had been taught well by both Aunt Kelly and Janine.

Eventually, I was able to move more easily in Sandra, and with Janine's help (she reached in with a hand and played with her clitoris while I humped her) we were able to give her another orgasm. Janine kept asking her if it didn't feel better with a penis in her while she had it. I know she had one because of the way it went haywire and squeezed me not to speak of her other actions. What did she know about faking?

We now had a new partner for our sex games. These were not daily affairs. Initially, it was always the three of us together. Janine was very busy at school as were all of us, but we managed at least once a week. Sometimes, I would ask Sandra if she wanted to go with me to help out at the barn. She was always willing if our mother didn't already have a task for her. On those occasions, we would find a place, we would both drop our pants, and I would take her from behind as she leaned over a table or stanchion. If she was like my other sisters, then she wouldn't be menstruating for two more years, so we didn't have to worry about rubbers.

We soon learned that we had to stuff our pockets with tissues (usually toilet paper) so she wouldn't leak in her panties or have it running down her leg after I deposited my ejaculate. Our mother would have blown a gasket on seeing her little daughter's panties encrusted with semen when she did the wash. This was a far cry from playing hide and seek years ago.

It soon became apparent to me that Sandra would do anything for me. When doing the quickies, she did not usually have an orgasm. We had to be quick in order not to cause any suspicion. Janine did not know about this extra curricular activity. Since I was older, I began to feel a bit guilty in that I was taking advantage of my little sister. She followed me around like she was my shadow. I had to tell her on occasion that she should not always be around me since people might notice. I was never unkind to her, but she really looked forlorn on hearing me say that.

If you hadn't already guessed, it soon became apparent to me that Sandra was in love with me. Oh, it may have been puppy love, but given our sexual trysts and her age, it was bound to happen. She would kiss me on the lips when we fucked, and after we introduced her to fellatio and cunnilingus, she began to French kiss me. Janine and I never kissed, let alone French kissed. We had seen movies where such things appeared to be going on (no movies were ever made in those days like today where one can see a couple practically massaging each other's tonsils with their tongue).

Actually, about three months after Sandra joined 'our club', I noticed that I, myself, looked forward to being with her in other than just sexual situations. She was a fun, smart girl. Everybody enjoyed her company, and I even think our mother tended to favor her. I no longer told her to stay at arm's length, and nobody else seemed to care that she was always around me. Of course, some of the other younger sisters did the same, so it may have been my paranoid imagination.