Chapter 4

Samantha and Rebecca

Mom called me into the bedroom:

"Sam is staying the weekend. In your bedroom. Samantha wants to do this so you be nice to her and don't take it as an invitation to keep her in bed all weekend. But far more importantly please remember just how possessive Rebecca is of you Nicholas. I've already spoken to her and she says she will behave but your father and I are not at all sure she will. You will have to act for more mature than your age in this situation. It is a grown up matter and you are going to have to act like a grown up otherwise Samantha might get hurt. You don't want that do you?"

Actually, when I had heard Sam was staying the whole weekend at our house I had thought of not getting out of bed the whole weekend. A bed! And showers and a bath! With Samantha! I had been thinking of little else, even while fucking Rebecca, who seemed to have increased just how many times we could fuck in one day to absolutely Herculean proportions immediately she too learned of the upcoming weekend. I started to think that Rebecca was trying to wear my cock out. She was already very bitchy about Sam at the best of times and as my time with Sam in the treehouse had increased so had her displeasure.

One very big mistake I had made was that I had simply assumed that Rebecca had told Sam about us when she set me up with Samantha. I had not mentioned anything about it because I felt that Samantha would think it impolite. Just to make it my week for not thinking things through, I forgot all about Cyndi, Sam's little sister. I didn't even contemplate that Sam's parents might go away for the weekend and not take Cyn, as everyone called her. It was sort of dumb not to think that perhaps Sam and Cyn might be a package deal for the weekend.

I guess I now have to explain a bit about Cyn. Samantha could do no wrong in the eyes of her parents (well except the bit about the hospital but she had been forgiven for that). Cyn was the exact opposite. She seemed to delight in getting into trouble. She was wilful, brash, and extremely resentful of her sister. She was a few months older than me. I didn't like her. She would stick her tongue out at me if I looked at her for more than a couple of seconds. She was mean to her sister. However, she was very cute. She had strawberry blonde hair with gentle waves through it all the way down to her bum, she was quite a bit less than 5', did have breasts but probably an A cup. I don't exactly know. As I said, bras and I were not really all that well acquainted at the time.

Cyn was mischievous and always had an evil smile either fully formed or being hinted at. She had huge doe eyes and a figure that hinted she was going to be absolutely stunning in the not too distant future. Oh yeah, and Cyn and Rebecca got on like a house on fire, which should have scared the bejeezus out of me. But I had a nice little arrangement going on and was dumb enough to think it would just keep going on forever. Maybe until I was even as old as 15 or 16 and really old and experienced.

Samantha and Cyn walked up to our house on Friday evening, Cyn, carrying a sleeping bag, and actually chose to wear flannelette jammies with bunny slippers on up to the house. How her father let her do that, I do not know. On some girls this would have looked silly. Well, now that I think about it, Cyn did look silly but very very sexy for the silliness. It was when she turned away from me that I was amazed. The bottoms had a, well, a bottom. A flap with two buttons holding it up. I thought this was something made up for old movies. Something stirred in my trousers and it was not my pet snake. I know. You're thinking greedy bastard. But hey, I've already admitted to that sin, so I'm not going to stop now.

When it was time for bed, Mom ushered Cyn into my sister's room. Cyn looked at her sister who was at that moment staring at the floor. Then she turned her gaze to me and I went bright red from the intense gaze as a look of concentration stuck on Cyn's face. She said rather pointedly:

"And just where is Sam sleeping?"

All my dreams of sleeping the whole night with Samantha and staying in bed for a ridiculously long time in the morning, evaporated in one sudden uncomfortable rush to be replaced by Sam's father reaching for a shotgun. I can't help it. I really did have an active imagination.

Somehow my mother deflected the question and ushered Cyn off into Rebecca's room. Rebecca was already in bed, in a very deep funk. She was not happy at all that her little fuck toy was going to not only be sleeping in another bed but with someone that she had admitted during the week as:

"Nicky, honey. You do love me don't you? You'd rather sleep with me than Sam, the stuck up little bitch. All this time and she won't even let you fuck her for Christ's sake. Come here and fuck me. I've never once said no to you fucking me have I? Don't I feel good to fuck? I'm your sister. That has to be kinky for you. Ahh, that's it not so little brother, shove your cock in as hard as you can. Just keep remembering who let's you fuck them anytime you remotely feel like it. No condoms, no nothing. You do know you are the only person who has been in me that way, don't you? Oh, God! Harder!"

The whole monologue was a shock. Big word isn't it. Learned it only that week in English. So I kept fucking my sister, HARD! This was the third time of the evening and I had somehow managed to gain some control, even with Rebecca's absolutely amazing cunt muscles rippling along my cock, squeezing it tight even as I fucked her as hard as I could.

I started to wheeze but for once, Rebecca started to moan and even said;

"Oh, Fuck! Yes! Yes, Yes, Yes! Fuck me little brother. Fuck big sis's very tight cunt. I make it tight just for you, sitting in class everyday working on the muscles, thinking of your fat, fat cock. I practice on a pencil right there in class with Janice watching the pencil move in and out. I even shoot it out onto the floor. Janice then picks it up and sucks on it drawing the attention of the whole class. Would you like to be in class watching that, you darling little pervert?"

This was exciting. The last bit certainly got my attention. I wasn't at all sure you could shoot a pencil out of a cunt but just the same the image immediately became firmly fixed in my brain. I even lost my concentration on fucking Rebecca as hard as I could and that was a good thing too because I had been about to pass the point of no return. But this didn't please Rebecca one itty bit and she quickly reverted to the sister that I knew and loved:

"Oh for fuck's sake. Concentrate! You little fuckwit. I was about to Cum and now I've lost it. I said fuck me, HARD! Now get back to the job at hand and fuck me hard until I Cum. And I'm so hot now that if you Cum before me, I'll make you suck my cunt until I'm all screamed out of orgasms."

I had been having fun. My cock was completely buried in Rebecca's very tight cunt. She certainly wasn't exaggerating about that. Rebecca was being vocal and actually was telling me that she was close to Cumming and I wasn't up her arse or anything. But to suddenly be able to taste my sister made me almost Cum on the spot and for a moment I actually thought I should. Then for the first time I would find out what she tasted like and Rebecca having multiple screaming orgasms from me munching on her pussy wasn't exactly an incentive to make her Cum form just fucking her hard.

The trouble is Rebecca would then be pissed and I was pretty sure she wasn't going to let me try to get her to a point of screaming orgasms or even get my mouth anywhere near her pussy. My hand had not even got anywhere near there. Well it had once. I "accidentally" pushed the tip of my finger into her when I was supposed to be getting her arse ready. I got hit for that one and a nasty little comment virtually spat at me:

"Wrong hole you fucking arsehole. If you don't want that figure snapped like a twig get back to MY arsehole."

You know I'm writing this while listening to music and the Pussycat Dolls came on. I realised that the song could have been written about my sister.

"Dont cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me

Dont cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me

Dont cha, dont cha

Dont cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me

Dont cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me

Dont cha, dont cha"

I did consider Samantha to be my girlfriend and while I adored her gentleness and tenderness, just once and a while I wondered what she might be like to act a little raw or even just play acting at being a freak. The only thing about the lyrics was I didn't have to wish and I certainly did want her "ha ha ha" to run with the same theme. Here was I buried to the hilt in my sister, fucking merrily away with my cock virtually being squeezed as if Rebecca was trying to see if she could get the blood to flow out of it. Not bloody likely! But one thing I can say, Rebecca was hot, definitely a freak, very raw and a whole heap of fun, that is when she wasn't getting mad at me or screaming at me.

Not wishing to sleep on the floor, I obeyed my instructions and continued to fuck Rebecca, HARD! My cock moved like it was enveloped in butter, well butter encased in a pressurised tube. It moved so easily in until my balls slapped hard against her bottom and then just as easily back out until I was just outside her pussy lips, the tip a fraction of an inch out of contact for a moment. Then I slammed back in, HARD! Rebecca wanted it hard. I was going to oblige.

The feeling just continued to be amazing and I actually lost all conscious thought. It was a bit like there was nothing there at all except for Rebecca's tight cunt and my cock and a whole bunch of nerve endings hyper-sensitised. The feeling was a bit frightening for a moment, to be that immersed in just the fucking of Rebecca that everything else just completely disappeared but then I just went with it and the sensations were like nothing I had even remotely experienced before.

I just thought it was me until some small part of my brain reawakened for a small window of time and I became conscious of Rebecca's sounds, smell and face. I could smell Rebecca! I was going to Cum just from that. Rebecca's breathing was so erratic she occasionally gulped air. I have no idea how long we kept at this but it was much longer than I had ever been in Rebecca before. It felt so good that I just didn't want to stop. Rebecca wasn't saying a word although she was moaning and gasping. I was too lost inside the feelings to even be able to see her expressions. I suddenly came and it just about took my head off. The pain in my head was like nothing I had ever felt although thankfully it lasted only a little while.

I was still hard, stuffed into Rebecca and she was bucking her hips up quite forcefully so I started all over again. I was a bit scared of the pain but very quickly, Rebecca was squeezing my cock so hard that I forgot about the brain freeze type pain and returned to what Rebecca liked best, fucking her hard.

My sister's fragrance became more intense and I suddenly had the desire to replace my cock with my tongue. Rebecca's hips bucked up to meet each thrust, the coupling becoming quite violent with Rebecca moaning loudly on each impact. This was not gentle love making. This was hard, bed shaking, whole body quivering fucking. Rebecca's was rippling her cunt muscles in a continuous motion by this point and the feeling was intense to the point that I'm not even going to attempt to describe just how good this felt. She was so drenched that I thought that Rebecca had wet herself and I simply didn't care.

Rebecca seemed to be Cumming continuously, head thrown back, eyes closed, tears streaming down her cheeks, grunting:

"God! Oh, God! F ... f ... f ... FUCK MEEEEE! Nickeeee! 'mazing. Ahhhh. Cum, Cumming! Again. Un-fucking-believable!"

It wasn't half bad from my end either, even if I couldn't breathe. At that moment, I didn't even remotely care. Rebecca's muscles rippled around my cock until I could do nothing but hold on and then shoot Cum into my sister's tight tight cunt, spurt after spurt after spurt until finally I was spent, collapsing onto Rebecca's pillows of breasts both of us covered in sweat. Rebecca didn't care, wrapping her arms tightly around me and rocking me remarkably gently against her breasts before sighing:

"Nicky, Baby. Oh, Nicholas, Don't ever stop fucking me."

With that comment I was quite happy to drift into a very contented and relaxed state. I slipped off Rebecca and snuggled into her side and we both drifted off into an exhausted sleep.

OK, I guess I should get back to me being in my bed with Samantha. Hmm, now that's a pleasant thought. Samantha was naked and had disappeared under the covers to take me in her mouth and slurp away like a lollipop. This wasn't normal. Sam was being a bit aggressive and that wasn't like her. I wasn't complaining though. I was hard and Samantha's tongue was very darn good at getting little Nicky's attention. I tried to caress Sam but she was having none of it. She squirmed out of my reach while keeping her mouth firmly fixed on my cock. This really wasn't like Sam at all but since the sensations were pretty good I wasn't going to exactly throw the covers off and complain.

Funnily enough that's what Sam then did. She threw the covers off! She kept her mouth on my cock though and I was having a hard time not Cumming. She was working very hard at swirling my cock head around her tongue and mouth and was sucking quite strongly. This was new and I wasn't sure how to react, aside from Cum in Sam's mouth any moment that is.

Sam suddenly stopped and I lay there on my back watching her, now really unsure what I should do. I had become used to Sam directing me what to do and even Rebecca for that matter, and she wasn't telling me to do anything or even allowing me to do anything. Sam smiled at me a little shyly while holding my cock, she was straddling my legs and scooted forward and simply held my cock to her entrance and settled herself down on my cock. She kept smiling at me but in a rather unsure way, as if she was very concerned at my reaction. My reaction was stunned silence.

Sam had taken me into her pussy and was settling down on my cock so that she was fully impaled. She wasn't moving but my cock seemed to fit in her like a glove, a glove a couple of sizes too small! I had thought that we would make love eventually and had harboured thoughts of it being gentle and very special. But nothing like this. It was both wonderful and very simple at the same time. Sam's cunt certainly felt good around my cock just the same.

Sam leaned forward, playfully nipped at one of my nipples then the other, before kissing me very passionately indeed. I couldn't help it, my hips started to move and so did Samantha. She kept kissing me as she started to slide up and down on my cock, moaning into my mouth in time to the in strokes. She sped up and sped up some more. She shivered and sat down on me very still for a short time, then started up again pounding up and down on my cock faster than before. She was clamped on my face, tongue deep inside my mouth moving her head around in increasingly erratic movements at the same time as her hips were also bouncing around, also increasingly erratic. I Came. I couldn't help it. Sam felt wonderful and the sensations were so foreign and so very exciting. As I came, Sam shuddered quite hard, thumped down on my cock equally hard, and exclaimed:

"Oh. Nicholas. I love you. F ... f ... f ... Fu ... Fuck me! Fuck my cunt, Nicholas!"

For a moment I thought I must have been dreaming and Rebecca must have attacked me in my sleep as she has a bad habit of doing when she is horny, which is most of the time. However, the sensations were so very different and when I opened my eyes it was Samantha still straddling me with my cock still firmly wedged in her cunt.

Sam slid forward and wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my tenderly this time before fitting herself in so that we were touching all along each other's body. She lowered her head onto my chest, chin resting on it looking up at me, with what seemed to me to be a frightened half smile.

Feeling her wetness against my hip and her nipples pressed into me I stroked my hand along Sam's back slowly as she kept looking at me.

"Did you like that Nicholas. Did it feel good being in my ... in my cunt, Nicholas? You like me talking dirty to you don't you?"

Sam's voice was a soft whisper and she still looked frightened. I nodded slowly and then said that she felt wonderful and leaned my head forward awkwardly and kissed her forehead.

"I need to know Nicholas. I'm sorry but I need to know. I just gave up my virginity to you. Do you love me, Nicholas?"

The words were said so softly that it took me a little while to realise exactly what Sam had said. They whole thing had been so unexpected and so different to how I had imagined making love to Sam would be that at first I didn't say anything. But when Sam started to look stricken I quickly got out: