“If you’ll excuse me for a few minutes, I need to go and clean myself up a little bit. But I’ll be right back, John. Don’t you dare go anywhere,” Val admonished him, giving him a modest sisterly kiss on the cheek, right afterwards. Val always had a wonderful sense of humor, as far as John was concerned.
Val put her nightgown back on, and then quietly made her way down the hall to the communal bathroom on the second floor of the house.
As soon as she entered the bathroom, she took a damp washcloth, and wiped John’s sperm off her pussy. Then she rinsed the washcloth out under the hot water faucet. And right before she left the bathroom, Val went ahead and urinated, while she had the chance.
She brought the wet washcloth with her, when she came back into John’s bedroom. After making sure to lock the bedroom door behind her, Val took off her nightgown, and got back into bed with John. Then she used the warm, damp washcloth to gently wipe down John’s penis and scrotum. She set the washcloth on top of the bedside night stand, before turning around to look John right in the eye.
“I want you to make love to me, John. I want you to French-kiss me, and suck on my titties. I want you to feel out my pussy, and play with it all you want. And yes, I want you to use your hands this time. And then, whenever you’re finally ready, I want you to fuck me, John.”
John didn’t say a word. He just embraced Val and kissed her. Her tongue instantly darted out into his mouth, searching for his.
Before he knew it, he was sucking away on Val’s lovely, long nipples, not really caring anymore that these were his own sister’s nipples.
After all, he had just squirted his sperm all over the crack of her pussy. He figured that he might as well go ahead and enjoy himself as much as possible, during this unique sexual encounter.
And that’s exactly what he did. He pretended that Val was his girlfriend–and not his twin sister. And he suspected that Val was also pretending that he was her boyfriend–instead of her twin brother. But he couldn’t be sure of that.
They both behaved like two young lovers finally “going all the way” for the first time ever. And pretty soon, John had his fingers up inside of Val’s vagina.
He moved in between Val’s spread thighs, to mount her in the missionary position.
And once again, she reached down to get the head of John’s circumcised penis wet with her sexual juices, and then gently guided it up into her own vagina.
But this time, John didn’t shoot his wad, while she was doing that. And John was amazed at how easily the wide mushroom-shaped head of his penis slid right on up into Val’s young vagina.
And when it did, Val noisily sucked in a bunch of air through her chattering teeth.
“What’s wrong, Val? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” John asked with genuine concern.
“No, John. It feels wonderful!” Val whispered back with her eyes closed.
Their intercourse lasted a good 10 minutes or so. And when John finally ejaculated his sperm inside her, Val orgasmed her ass off underneath him. He felt her warm gush of sexual fluid, as it flowed out of her vagina, and down his balls.
Val cried out in orgasmic ecstasy, “Oh, God! Oh yes! Yes, oh–”
John slapped the palm of his hand down onto Val’s too-loud mouth.
“Shhhhhh! You don’t want to wake up Mom and Dad, do you?” John whispered in Val’s ear.
She shook her head quickly from side to side, under his hand.
“Well that’s just what’s gonna happen if you keep carrying on like that. Now I’m gonna take my hand off your mouth, and you be quiet. Okay?”
“I’m sorry, John. I didn’t expect you to make me feel so good.”
“What did you expect, Val?”
“To tell you the truth, I didn’t know what to expect. Just like you, I’m a virgin. Well, maybe not anymore. But I used to be one, a few minutes ago. And up until tonight, I had never fucked anyone before. That was incredible!”
“Amen to that! But why me? I mean, why didn’t you get one of your boyfriends to fuck you?”
“What boyfriends, John?”
“Oh, come on. I know you go out on dates, once in a while.”
“Yeah, but it’s always with a different guy. And they usually only ask me out, so that they’ll have someone to take to the dance, or to the prom with them. I usually end up sitting there, and watching my date dance with other girls all night long.
“It used to really bother me at first, but I’ve gotten kind of used to it by now. I mean, I don’t exactly have the face and body of a cheerleader, now do I?”
“No. But I just made love to you, Val. And I’d be more than happy to do it again, whenever you want. There’s no reason for you to have to go looking around for all these guys who don’t appreciate you, when you’ve got a guy right here, who thinks that you have an incredibly attractive face and body.”
“But you’re my own brother. And, to tell you the truth, I kind of feel like a cheap whore right now.”
“I didn’t offer to pay you anything. And I didn’t ask you to have sex with me tonight. You came to me. Remember?”
“I just couldn’t stand it anymore, John. I had to know what it was like to be a real woman. What it was like to be with a man.
“When I first walked into your room tonight, the truth is that I had just woken up from my own erotic dream, and I was feeling really, really horny. I only intended to touch your dick, and maybe look at it for a few minutes. That’s all. I didn’t even plan to wake you up.
“But when I got into bed beside you, and reached over to touch your dick, you already had a boner. And that was something that I hadn’t expected at all.
“Once I had my hand on that sexy, stiff wiener of yours, I just wanted to keep on touching it and feeling it. So I squeezed it and played with it, hoping that you would wake up–but not really knowing what to do, if you did.
“That’s when I remembered that it was my ‘safe time.’ And that’s when I decided that if you woke up, I was gonna let you fuck me and take my virginity, if you wanted to do it.
“Of course, you did wake up. And the rest is history. And I can’t ever take back what I did.”
“Well, neither can I. And just like you, I don’t have any girlfriends who want to have sex with me, either. So I’d be more than happy to have you in my bed again, any night that you want to be here with me.”
“But I can’t, John. Mom or Dad would eventually catch on to what we’re doing. And even if they didn’t, you would eventually get me pregnant. And I can’t let that happen. I don’t want either of us to get hurt.”
“But I thought you said I couldn’t get you pregnant during your ‘safe time.'”
“I told you that, so you wouldn’t be so scared. And I wasn’t exactly lying to you either. Unfortunately, nothing in Nature is ever 100% true. There are always exceptions to every rule. And although it is extremely rare, there have been cases of girls getting pregnant during their ‘safe times.’ The fact is, that each time we fuck, the risk becomes greater and greater that you might get me pregnant.”
“But I could use one of those balloon-looking things,” John suggested. “And that would keep you from getting pregnant, wouldn’t it?”
“You mean a ‘rubber’?”
John nodded his head.
“It wouldn’t be the same, John. And you know it. Besides that, rubbers are notorious for leaking, or breaking, or slipping off at the worst possible times. And anyway, we’d always be tempted to go ahead and fuck without using the rubber. You know I’m not lying, John.”
“Yeah, but we could still have sex with each other, without actually fucking. Couldn’t we?”
“Do you really believe that, John. Look me straight in the eye right now, while you’ve still got your dick inside me, and tell me that you never want to have your dick inside my pussy again.
“You can’t do it, can you? Well, I can’t do it either. I’ll always yearn to feel you inside me again and again, John. And we’d both become totally frustrated by the whole experience,” said Val, pausing for a moment, and then shaking her head very slowly, as she added, “No. It’s better for both of us that this be the first–and the last–time that we ever make love.”
“Can I ask you something personal?”
“Sure, John.”
“Did you have an orgasm?”
“Of course I did! You mean you couldn’t tell?”
“Well I felt a bunch of wet stuff coming out of your…your pussy,…and I really wasn’t sure whether it was from me, or from you.”
“It was from me, John.”
“Wow, I never knew that girls squirted out stuff during sex. I thought only boys did that.”
“Well girls do too. It’s just that some of us squirt out more ‘stuff’ than others–at least that’s what my best friend, Sharon, told me. And I just happen to be one of those girls that gets really wet during an orgasm. I guess it’s a hereditary type of thing. I noticed that you weren’t lacking in that department either.”
“Yeah, I do leave a pretty good-size mess, don’t I? It can be a real pain-in-the-ass, whenever I’m jacking off.”
“How do you think I feel, when I’m masturbating?”
“I didn’t know that girls jacked off.”
“Well they do. But of course, they do it differently from the way that boys do. And it’s not called ‘jacking off,’ whenever us girls do it. I prefer to call it ‘playing with myself.’ But Sharon always calls it ‘diddling herself.’ Can I ask you something very personal?”
“Sure, go right ahead.”
“Have you ever had sex with another boy?”
“Why do you ask that?”
“I’ve heard that boys like to get together and jack off. Do you guys really do that?”
“Yes,” John said, feeling very embarrassed.
“Do you just watch each other jack off, or do you actually play with each other’s ‘things’?” Val asked, while pointing down to his crotch, and pretending to be disgusted with the thought.
“What do you think?” John quipped back, sounding very defensive.
“I think you’re too ashamed and embarrassed to tell me that you’ve had your hands on another guy’s wiener.”
“Yeah? Well I’m not exactly proud of it. You know? It only happened one time. And after it was over, I felt like a God damn queer, or something.”
“When did it happen, John?”
John hesitated for a guilty moment, and then quietly admitted, “Last week.”
“Last week? Wow! That wasn’t very long ago, was it?”
“No, it wasn’t,” John agreed.
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