Nowadays, John loves to place Val’s panties over the large head of his short penis. And while he rubs the slick nylon against his dick, he vividly remembers and re-lives the “special night” when he got those panties.
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CHAPTER 14
1969: The Real “Rude Awakening”
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John Ridgeway was only 18-years-old, when he woke up late one night to find his twin sister, Valerie, in bed with him, and playing with his little mushroom-shaped dick–which was already erect, due to a very erotic dream he had been having. Val had her hand stuck down inside the elastic waistbands of his pajama bottoms and his white cotton briefs, and she was wearing an unspectacular, light-weight cotton nightgown.
“What the hell are you doin’, Val?” John asked, when he woke up enough to realize that his own sister had her hand on his bare erect penis, and was fondling it.
“Shhhh…You’ll wake up Mom and Dad. You wouldn’t want them to catch us, would ya?” Val had calmly replied.
“Catch us doin’ what?” John whispered, as he quickly reached over to the night stand next to his bed, grabbed his glasses and put them on.
“This,” Val whispered back, as she threw the covers off him, pulled the waistbands of his pajama pants and his “tighty whities” down together–in one smooth motion–to expose his “package,” leaned over his crotch, and placed her mouth down around the head of John’s dick.
John had never had his dick sucked before by anyone–let alone by his own sister–and the experience was overwhelming for him. He couldn’t believe how great it felt. And he soon had to struggle to keep from ejaculating in Val’s mouth.
Val must have sensed this. Because she abruptly pulled her mouth up off of his penis, and then pulled his “tighty whities” back up around his waist, as if she were finished having sex with him. “I’ve always wanted to do that to a guy. Did you like it?” Val asked in a quiet voice.
“Gosh, Sis, that felt great!” John said in a forced airy whisper, praying that Val wasn’t finished having sex with him yet. But there was still hope. His hard-on was a tent pole inside his underwear, and he realized that Val had to have left the waistband of his pajama bottoms wrapped around his thighs for a reason.
“I know something that’ll feel even better. Why don’t you take off your pajamas?” Val suggested, while she was getting up to stand beside John’s twin-size bed. She pulled her nightgown up over her head, and let it fall to the floor, beside her.
There was a full moon that night. And the moonlight was streaming in through the cracks in the partially-closed blinds of the bedroom window. John could see Val’s delicate-looking petite vivacious body, and her pendulous C-cup size breasts, with those overly-long nipples that just begged to be sucked on.
It had been years since John had seen Val naked. And her large boobs really intrigued him, because the last time that he had seen her bare chest, she didn’t have any breasts at all, to speak off–only nipples.
But the oddest thing was that her white nylon panties seemed to eerily glow in the yellowish moonlight. He could make out the camel-toed shape of her vulva through the thin material crotch of her shimmering panties.
“Well, John, are you gonna take off your pajamas? Or are you just gonna lie there and stare at me?”
John quickly unbuttoned and took off his pajama shirt. And then he pulled his pajama bottoms all the way off, leaving his underwear in place, just like Val had done with her panties.
“Well aren’t you gonna take off your underwear too?” Val asked.
“I just figured that you wanted me to leave ’em on, since you’ve still got yours on.”
“I left my panties on, because I wanted to give you the honor of taking them off me,” Val said as she lay down beside him, on her back.
“I want tonight to be very special, John. Would you like to feel my breasts?” Val asked as she grabbed his hand, and placed it onto one of her bare breasts.
John touched her breasts very tentatively. He had no idea exactly what Val was up to. And his sister had never behaved in such an openly-sexual way towards him before.
Also, John had never had sex with a girl before. And it kind of scared him a little, even though he was very experienced at masturbation. Last week, he had even gotten together and jacked off with another boy. But this “sex with a girl” stuff was truly an alien experience for John.
“Go ahead, John. It’s okay. I want you to feel my titties,” Val said, as she placed her hand over the back of his, and made his hand squeeze her whole breast.
She pulled her hand away from his, and he kept on squeezing the whole globe of her breast a few more times, before he started playing with her long, erect nipple.
“Have you ever had you hands on a girl’s titties before?” Val asked coyly.
“No.”
“But I’ll bet you’ve always fantasized about it, haven’t you?”
“Sure. What guy doesn’t?”
“Would you like to touch my pussy, John?”
John didn’t answer her. He was shocked to hear the words “my pussy” flow out of Val’s mouth, so effortlessly.
“Of course you would,” Val matter-of-factly answered for him. “You think about girls’ pussies a lot. Don’t you, John? Well a girl’s pussy is a very delicate thing, just like a guy’s balls are. If you’ll trust me feeling your balls, I’ll trust you feeling my pussy. Deal?”
John pulled off his underwear, and Val placed her hand around his balls. Then he reached over to pull Val’s panties down.
But she grabbed his hand and stopped him. “Wait a minute, John. Do you know what ‘fucking’ is?”
“Sure,” John replied with confidence. His boyhood friends were always talking about “fucking.” And John had even seen two lions actually “doing it” at the zoo.
“Well, here’s the catch. Before I let you pull down my panties and feel my pussy, you’ll have to first promise me that you’ll feel it with you dick, instead of your hands. Then I want you to stick your dick all the way up into my pussy, and fuck me. Now, do we have a deal?”
John didn’t say a word. He rolled back over onto his back, and stared at the ceiling, while Val continued to fondle his balls.
“What’s the matter, John?” Val asked.
“I don’t know, Sis. It’s just not right, you know? I could get you pregnant.”
“Don’t worry, John. You can’t get me pregnant right now. It’s my ‘safe time.'”
“Your what?” John asked.
“My ‘safe time.’ My period just ended yesterday. And I’m not fertile right now. So there’s no way I can get pregnant. Don’t you find me attractive, John?”
“Of course I do.”
“Attractive enough to fuck? I’ve noticed how you’ve been staring at my breasts, and my legs, and my butt lately. I know you want to fuck me, John. You can’t deny it.”
“You’re right,” John softly admitted, feeling very embarrassed.
“Well, I’m lying here in your bed right now, with my hand on your balls, waiting for you to take off my panties, and ‘get down to business.’ So what are you waiting for? An ad in the newspaper?”
“I’m scared, Sis. I’ve never fucked anyone before.”
“Don’t worry. You’ll do just fine,” Val assured him, “I’m so wet right now. Your wiener should just slide right on in. And believe me, you’ll know what to do, after that. Well, do we have a deal? Do you wanna fuck me right now, John?”
“Yes. You have no idea how badly I wanna fuck you, Val.”
“Oh, I think I do,” Val replied, reaching up to playfully squeeze the large head of John’s fully-erect penis between her index finger and thumb.
John reached over, and slowly pulled Val’s panties down her thighs, before removing them entirely.
In the dim moonlight he could see that she had a very thick, triangle-shaped patch of brown pubic hair on her lower abdomen, which provided a stark contrast to the white panties, and also to the milk-white bare skin of her stomach and lower abdomen. The thick patch of pubic hair continued downward between her lovely well-defined thighs, and it was so thick that it almost completely hid her pussy mound from John’s view–that is, until Val finally spread her legs apart.
“John, why don’t you take off your glasses now?”
“But I can’t see very well without them,” John automatically replied.
“You don’t need to see anything right now, John. You’ve already seen everything you needed to see. Now go ahead and take your glasses off.”
After removing his glasses, and placing them back on top of the night stand, John knelt down in between Val’s spread-apart thighs.
He was getting ready to reach down and grab hold of his penis, so that he could start rubbing it against her pussy. But she beat him to the punch.
Val’s hand shot down into his crotch, grabbed hold of the short shaft of his penis, and started rubbing the large head of it back and forth against her clitoris, and against the already-moist crack of her pussy.
Just as Val was about to insert the head of John’s penis into her vagina, he was so mentally excited that he spontaneously orgasmed, and ejaculated his whole wad of sperm out onto her pussy mound, while she still had her hand wrapped around his pulsating penis.
That spontaneous orgasm and sperm-ejaculation seemed to just sneak up on John from out of nowhere. And once it hit, there was absolutely nothing he could do to stop it. All he could really do was ride it out. And naturally, the whole time that he was doing that, John also felt extremely embarrassed about his premature ejaculation.
“Geez, I’m sorry, Val,” John apologized, once his orgasmic feelings had finally wound down enough so that he could actually talk to her in a coherent manner. John could feel the sperm still oozing out of his penis. And Val still had her hand around his shaft. And she was slowly rubbing the head of his dick up and down the length of her pussy crack, as he continued apologizing, “I didn’t mean to do that. I just couldn’t help it. Please forgive me?”
“That’s okay, John. Really it is. To tell you the truth, I was expecting that you might do that,” Val said, as she removed her hand from his genitals. “Now, I just want you to lie here on top of me, and relax for a little bit. Believe me. Everything’s gonna be just fine. You’ll see,” Val reassured him.
While John passively lay on top of Val, she gave him a gentle back-massage that lasted at least five minutes.
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