Chapter 4

While Jerry and Leah were cleaning up a little in the basement, Leah had an idea for her brother.

"Why are you working so hard to make a bedroom up in that hot stuffy attic?"

"I'm sick and tired of sharing a room with our little twerp of a brother, that's why," he replied.

"But why the attic?" she asked, "why not the storage room down here where it's nice and cool, and there's a bathroom a few feet away?"

"That's a fantastic idea, Leah," he said as he hugged her, "thanks. I'll talk to Mom and Dad about it when they get home."

"I have a good reason for you to be in the basement instead of the attic," she told him with a big smile on her face.

"And what might that be, sweet dear sister and lover?" he said with a kiss.

"If you are in the attic, your bedroom would be right over Mom and Dad's head. It might be kind of hard to explain the sounds we would make when I sneak to your room for a little sucking and fucking." As she said this last part, she stuck her hand into Jerry's shorts and grabbed onto his cock and gave it a squeeze.

They sat down on the couch and turned on the TV, and snuggled there with their hands stuck in each other's pants while they waited for their parents to get home from work.

Over at Denise and Freddie's house, Denise was happy about what had happened with her brother and their friends, and was smiling and humming to herself while she was putting together a salad. She was just about to put the hamburger patties on the grill when their mother got home, looking dog-tired. Denise whispered to Freddie to get their mother a glass of cold wine, and help her relax. While he was getting the wine, Denise went into their mother's bathroom, and started running her a bath. When she came out, she saw her brother kneeling behind their mom, gently massaging her shoulders.

This was an almost nightly event, as the stress of her job as a Paralegal in a law office took its toll. She worked hard to provide for her kids since her husband left them abruptly a year or so after Denise was born, never to be heard from again as soon as the divorce was final. She had done a great job without child support, and although they did without a lot of the "niceties" that their school friends had, they never lacked the things that they truly needed, and her kids knew it.

"Your bath should be just about ready by the time you get undressed and get in it, Mom," she told her weary parent. "But don't take too long in there, dinner will be ready in about fifteen minutes, OK?" she said with a smile.

"How did I get so lucky to have kids as loving and understanding as the two of you?" She asked with a tear starting in her voice.

"You taught us well, Mother," Freddie said happily as he shooed her towards her bedroom. After his mother was out of hearing range, Freddie walked up behind his sister as she was working on something at the kitchen counter, and slipped his hands around her and cupped her little titties in his hands. She gave a little start and then relaxed into his embrace as he nuzzled her neck and nibbled her earlobe.

"We have a problem, Sister dear."

"I think I know what you're talking about, Freddie." She paused long enough to turn around in his grasp, and looked him in the eyes. "How do we hide it from Mom? I love you too much to stop what we started, but it would kill Mom if she found out."

He just stood there for a moment, and then kissed her briefly before pulling away. "I have an idea, but I need to talk to Jerry about it first, OK?"

Denise looked at him with a puzzled expression on her face, but said softly, "OK, I guess."

He gave her another quick kiss, and said, "be right back," and fled the room.

She shrugged at his disappearing figure, and went back to what she was doing before he interrupted her.

It was only about five minutes before he was back, and he walked right up to her and gave her a quick little kiss and had just started to talk when he heard the door to his mother's room open and then close. "Just follow my lead," he whispered to her, "and when I say I want to go somewhere tomorrow, insist on going too, OK?"

Their mother walked into the kitchen at that moment, so all conversation between the two of them stopped.

"I just need to take the burgers off the grill and it will be time to eat, Mom," Denise said, as she walked outside to get the patties. As she was walking back into the house, she could hear her brother saying something to their mother, but couldn't quite make out the words.

As she made it into the dining room, she heard him say "Jerry and I want to go down to the Towne Centre Mall tomorrow. He wanted to get a new swimming suit so we can go to the lake afterwards."

"I wanna go to the mall too, Mom," Denise quickly chimed in, "can I go with Freddie? Leah and I need to go shopping! And can we go swimming with them too, PLEEEEESE?"

"Just hold your horses, Denise, I haven't said that Freddie can go anywhere yet." She thought for a moment, and was just about to say something when Freddie interrupted her.

"Aw Mom, she and Leah will just get in the way! Little sisters don't go to the same places that we want to go, or do what we want to do. She and Leah can just stay home, OK?"

Denise was really puzzled and a little hurt by what he had said, but shortly figured it out. "We won't be in the way, honest Mom!" she stated in her best 'little girl' voice.

"OK, that's enough you two," she almost shouted, "after dinner, I'll talk to Jerry and Leah's mother on the phone, and see what she has to say about it."

"OK," they both said quietly, and dinner continued in relative silence.

After they finished, Freddie cleaned up the dishes and put everything away, by the time he was done and walked into the living room, his mother was laughing into the phone just before she said goodbye and hung up.

She turned to where Denise and Freddie were sitting on the couch pretending to watch TV, and told them what was decided between the parents.

"Freddie," she began, "you and Jerry can go to the mall, and then swimming." He started to say something but saw the look in her eyes and stopped. "But," she continued, "you two will take your sisters with you, and you will be responsible for them. Do you understand?"

"Yeah... OK," he said with a defeated tone in his voice.

"It'll be OK, Freddie, we won't make it too hard on you guys, you'll see," Denise said with a snicker that her mother picked up on.

"And YOU, little miss, if I hear about any grief you and Leah might cause for your brothers, it will be a long time before we will try this type of thing again, and the boys will be able to go without you! Do YOU understand?"

"Yes Mother," she said, with a little defeat in the tone of her voice as well.

They all settled down to watch TV for a while before bed, the two kids being a little more quiet than normal. Their mother could tell something was up, but just shrugged it off, attributing it to them just being teenagers. When she got up to go to bed, she saw that they had fallen asleep on the couch, and were almost cuddled together. She gently woke them up, and told them to go to bed to sleep.

When Denise woke up the next morning, it was well after their mother had left for work. She didn't even get dressed to go down the hall to her big brother's room, but only wore the oversized t-shirt that she had stolen from Freddie that she always wore to bed. She peeked in around the door, and saw that Freddie was still asleep. She didn't know about the normal occurrence of morning hardons, but was pleasantly surprised to see the tent in his sheets. She was careful not to wake him as she pulled back the covers but her gasp of surprise at seeing that he had slept naked made him stir in his sleep.

Still kneeling on the floor next to the bed, she slowly reached out to gently wrap her dainty hand around his upright pole, watching his face for any signs of waking. He started to moan a little in his sleep as she began to stroke up and down on his flesh, but he stayed sleeping. This encouraged his sister, and she leaned over his body, and tentatively licked the drop of precum from the tip of his cock. She smiled to herself, thinking that it tasted a little salty, but pretty good.

His cock really started to throb as she licked up one side and down the other, and then took the head into her tiny mouth. It was almost too much for her, but she adjusted quickly. Both of them started to breathe a little heavier and faster as she started to suck more of his prick into her mouth, and his moaning got louder the faster her head bobbed on his knob. It didn't take too long before she felt him swell in her mouth, and within seconds, her mouth was filled with jet after jet of his hot spunk. She didn't know what to do at first, but instinctively started to swallow his load, and never missed a drop.

As he started to cum, Freddie's eyes flew open in surprise. Denise giggled a little, still nursing on his cock. It finally lost all of its hardness, and slipped from her mouth.

"Good morning, Brother dear!"

"My God Denise! That was awesome! You can wake me up like that anytime!" He pulled his sister towards him, and kissed her passionately, and realized that she still had some of his cum in her mouth. He started to back off, but realized that he had nothing to be afraid of, and began to kiss her with even more passion than before.

When they finally pulled apart, Denise was left breathless from the kiss, and their shared love. Before she could even think about what Freddie was doing, he had pulled her t-shirt over her head, stripping her completely bare, and pushed her onto her back on the bed. He kneeled on the mattress in between her legs, and lowered himself until he was laying on top of her, and kissed her again, briefly. His kisses started to make a trail down her body, pausing at her hard, pointed nipples, making them longer and harder than ever. Her tits were still pretty small, just hillocks rising above her chest, but even as she was laying there on her back the were so firm that they kept the same shame as when she was sitting upright.

She knew where he was headed, so as he approached her ticklish bellybutton, she pushed his head beyond that little spot, and on to his real destination, her dripping little twelve-year-old pussy. He gave her a long, luxurious lick from the bottom, through her spread pussy lips, and up to the top, swirling around her little nubbin, causing her to gasp in pleasure.

"God Denise, I sure do love the taste of your pussy!" he told her as he returned to his task at hand, or at tongue, as it were. Her moans, sighs, and gasps cut off all coherent thought as her mind could only focus on the sensations coming from her tiny twat. His talented tongue was dancing all over her most private areas, bringing her closer and closer to ecstasy. Freddie snaked his hand up her torso, until he could latch his fingers on one of her nipples, and gave it a gentle twist, adding to her pleasure. It still wasn't enough to push her over the edge, so he slipped first one, and then two fingers into her pussy, and began twisting them around inside her.

The combination of all the stimulation brought Denise over the top, and she exploded all over Freddie's face. He drank her juices as fast as he could, but there was more than he could handle. As she started to come down from her climax, Freddie turned the fingers in her pussy again, until his hand was palm up, and he continued exploring inside, as well as letting his tongue still play with her clit.

Freddie had never heard of the G-Spot, but when his fingers felt the sponge-like mass, he rubbed a little harder. This was way too much for little Denise to handle, and her whole body shuddered in orgasm for what seemed like forever, until she gave one last scream, and passed out. It was only when she went limp that her loving brother stopped what he was doing to her body. Every few seconds, she still shuddered in ecstasy, even though she was unconscious.

Freddie started to freak out at what had happened to her. He ran into the bathroom, and got a couple of cool wet washcloths, and a few towels. He wiped her face with one of the washcloths, and then folded another and placed it on her forehead. He took another and started cleaning up her body, starting with her totally drenched pussy. He was almost completely done cleaning her when she started to stir.

"Are you OK Denise? Please be OK?" Freddie started to babble. "I'm so sorry! I don't know what happened! Please be OK! I Love You! Should I call a doctor?"

It was hard to get a word in edgewise, so Denise just grabbed him by the neck and kissed him, HARD.

'At least that shut him up, ' she thought, suppressing a giggle. She finally pulled away, and looked him in the eyes. "I love you too, Freddie, I really do. And I'm OK, really I am. Maybe better than OK. That was the most intense feeling I have ever had. What did you do to me?"

"Are you sure you're OK? I was so worried! I cleaned you up so nobody would know what we were doing if you had to go to the hospital!"