Chapter 6

Three days later Crystal slipped into her brother's room. He was reading again, but lying there naked, his cock already stiff.

"I can't stop thinking about you," he said, putting the book down.

"I know," she said, slipping her flannel James off and dropping them to the floor. "But we have to be careful Mark. We have to use control."

"OK" he said. Boys will say "OK" to anything if it will get them access to a soft, wet pussy.

She crawled on top of him and settled her dripping pussy down on his cock, which was lying on his stomach. She wiggled until her pussy lips straddled his long log and then she began sliding her pussy up and down his length. Four long hot kisses later she shuddered as she got her first orgasm.

"Let me be on top of you." he husked.

"I don't think that's a good idea," she panted.

"I won't put it in you." he promised.

"You're sure?" she begged, wanting to believe him.

"Honest," he gasped.

She rolled over but kept her legs closed. "You have to stick it through my legs." she whispered.

He raised up and aimed his cock at her pussy lips, which poached out, swollen and wet. They both sighed as his cock head slid into the triangle made by her thighs and pussy lips. His cock was so long it drove into the bed covers.

Then he sawed in and out, breathing more and more erratically.

"This feels so good." he breathed. He began to suck her nipples while he fucked at her pussy.

When Mark felt his balls boil over, he didn't want the tip of his cock pressed against the bed, so he raised up until the tip was right against her pussy lips. He couldn't stay still. His wiggling made his cock tip press between her pussy lips.

"Mark!" she warned.

He froze, and let his cum bathe her pussy, the head right between her lips, his semen flooding her opening. He sagged and the tip nudged into her opening, firing it's last two shots.

Crystal felt his warm spend saturate her pussy lips. It felt wonderful, all warm and gooey and nice. The heat of it went deeper than she thought it would have. Some of it must have seeped into her pussy. Her period had been three weeks ago, so she was probably pretty safe. She let herself have one more orgasm as she thought about all that nice thick cum in the mouth of her pussy.

When they had caught their breath she pushed him away. "That was too close." she sighed. "You promised."

"I didn't go inside you." he defended.

"Yes, but your stuff did a little." she grumped.

"I don't want to make you pregnant Crystal" he said with honesty.

"We're OK this time," she said. "But I don't' think we should do that again."

"But it feels so good." he complained.

"I know," she said. "That's why we shouldn't do it again."

They went for the rest of the week satisfying themselves, in their own rooms, alone.

Friday came and Crystal was ready to play. She'd heard one of her friends talking about the first time she had gone "all the way" and about how it had hurt when the boy popped her cherry. Crystal had listened carefully, but remembered her uncle's finger deep in her pussy. There had been no pain at all ... just that fantastic tingling feeling. She planned on asking her uncle why there had been no pain.

But he wasn't there when she reported for work.

Dave, a college kid who wore the name tag "assistant manager" because it made him feel older, told her what to do, even though she'd been working there longer than he had.

"Where's my uncle?" she asked, plaintively.

"He's at a trade show. They're unveiling a bunch of new flavors and some new cones and stuff like that." said Dave.

"How will I get my paycheck?" she asked, disappointed beyond what she should have been.

"He left them for me." Dave said importantly. "I'll hand them out."

Crystal didn't want to get her paycheck from Dave.

But, when he strode around preening and handing out the envelopes, she took hers and stuffed it in her back pocket. For one crazy moment she thought about giving it back to her uncle, so she could bargain for it. She went home frustrated and horny.

She took it out on Mark, who had no idea why his loving sister was suddenly so bitchy toward him. He cupped her butt one night as he passed her coming out of the bathroom while he went in. She slapped at his hand and hissed at him.

"What did I do?" he asked miserably.

"Nothing. Just don't talk to me!" she snarled.

By Wednesday, though, she had calmed down and she went to Mark's room to apologize. She apologized by showing him the new thing she'd learned. His prick was slimmer and went into her throat with less trouble, though he was also longer, so it went deeper. She was able to stay all the way on him as he spurted, but it backed up in her throat because she couldn't swallow and she choked and coughed while he pounded her on her naked back. He made it up to her by licking her pussy. She told him to put his finger inside her, but he didn't do it the way Uncle Bob did and it wasn't quite as good a feeling.

As a result, the next payday, Crystal was so horny that she almost went to the employee bathroom to masturbate. But she didn't, because she didn't want to have to hurry. At the end of the day, when all the others were gone, she walked into her Uncle's office ready to scratch that itch.

Bob looked up. He was horny too. "Hi sweetness," he said.

"You were gone last week!" she accused him.

He smiled. "I'm sorry sweetie. I tried to find a new flavor that had your name in it." he offered.

She snorted. "I had to get my paycheck from Dave," she said without thinking of just how he might hear that.

Bob leaned forward. "Crystal, tell me you didn't do anything with Dave to get him to give you your paycheck." He looked very serious.

Crystal realized what had happened and she laughed. "No silly. He just handed it to me. I missed you though." She tried to look sad, but the fact that he was jealous made her feel too happy to pull it off.

Bob looked at the single pay envelope on his desk. "Well, I have THIS week's paycheck here." He felt like teasing her just a little for some reason.

"I see that," she said in her soprano voice. "I'd really like to have it. There are some things at the Mall I'd like to buy."

"Well, I suppose I could be convinced to give it to you," he said.

Crystal started taking her clothes off. She was impatient and wanted that good feeling. She knew what she thought would give it to her. She got the chair and sat in it, legs splayed apart.

"No whipped cream today?" teased Uncle Bob.

"You're going to have to provide the cream," she said, her voice suddenly lower. "Right here," she said, sliding one long finger between her pussy lips.