An Ordinary Teenage Sex Life

Chapter 19: Little Sisters

Dawn and I arrived at the table for lunch, both of us with warm smiles on our faces and twinkles in our eyes. How could we not be happy? We were in LOVE. And it wasn’t just puppy love or teenage infatuation. I didn’t feel the rush of “new love” like I had with Keira or Adrienne. It wasn’t even the pleasant but slightly awkward transition from friendship to romance like with Megan and Cassidy.

It just felt… right. I’d literally known Dawn for my entire life, and the progression of our relationship, while rapidly advancing these past three summers like puberty, felt completely natural. When we first realized in grade school that we had private parts that didn’t match, we showed them to each other to try and figure it out. When our bodies first started undergoing the great change out of childhood, we similarly explored those changes together. And when hormones began to percolate through our veins, we let those feelings out with each other.

Dawn was the first girl I held hands with. She was my first kiss. We then explored masturbation with each other, and I was the one to introduce Dawn to the wonderful pleasures of sex. Didn’t it just make sense that we really explore what true love meant together? Maybe it really was destiny.

Our parents beamed at us as we arrived. Both sets of parents knew their now 17-year-old children had probably just had sex with each other, and yet there was nothing but approval in their eyes. Eden and Emma looked at us with little smiles, confident that they were witnessing the ideal romantic coupling, right up there with Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella, and (as they put it) Beauty and the Beast.

Guess which one I was.

But two people at the table weren’t giving us lovey-dovey looks. DJ caught Dawn’s attention and something was communicated non-verbally between the two sisters. And Brooke gave me a pointed look, before deliberately sweeping her gaze over to Dawn and then back again to me. Her question was clear: ‘Have you talked to her yet?’

I grimaced in apology and shook my head in the negative. I knew what Brooke wanted. She’d made her intentions quite clear, even going so far as to crawl into bed with me this morning so that I awoke with my little sister’s head on my chest and her hand on my morning wood.

It wasn’t that the idea was distasteful to me. Brooke WAS growing up into quite the hottie, with just enough resemblance to Brandi to start my engines revving and enough prettiness and curves of her own to keep my engines that way. I had no problems with incest. And I’d finally accepted for myself that Brooke was old enough to begin her sexual explorations.

But I was still just nine days into my newfound relationship with Dawn. I loved her. She talked of marriage someday. And we’d already agreed to somehow maintain a long-distance relationship come August.

I believed Dawn would accept Brooke’s desires to explore her sexuality with me. After all, Dawn had already shown comfortability with incest, given her dalliances with her own sister and in her knowledge of my affair with Brandi. She’d even let me fuck Dayna every which way from Sunday last summer.

And yet I was still hesitant to raise the subject with Dawn. I still had the noble of idea of monogamy in my head. After all, I’d never really been monogamous before. But didn’t Dawn deserve all of me? Wasn’t the point of being so completely in love that I should devote my entire self to one woman?

And what if Dawn was threatened by Brooke? No girlfriend of mine had ever thrown a fit over me screwing Keira or Dawn or Brandi because none of them KNEW about those side-affairs. I’d compartmentalized them away as “not counting”, satisfying my own conscience. But that’s not to say my girlfriend at the time would have been so generous if she’d known.

When I indicated that I’d still not yet approached Dawn with what Brooke was asking for, my little sister’s face went through a riot of emotions. Disappointment was first, as if she were waiting for a desired package to arrive only to find that it had been delayed yet again. Anger with me came next, accusing me (rightfully so) for being the cause of said delay. And sadness. Brooke loved me and desired me, for a variety of reasons, and doubt was starting to creep into her mind that I would ever fulfill my promise.

That last look broke my heart. As much as I loved Dawn, I owed it to my sister to keep up my end of the bargain and at least raise the subject. So sighing, I resolved to talk to my girlfriend that afternoon. She would understand Brooke’s desires. She’d have to understand, even if she didn’t necessarily agree.

I hoped Dawn would say ‘yes’. If not, I wasn’t sure what I would do. I loved both Dawn and Brooke. And I really didn’t want to have to make any choices between them.

I spent the first hour after lunch trying to work up how to raise the “Brooke” issue with Dawn. She had something on her mind as well, and so we spent that hour just laying out by the lake, holding hands casually and trying to relax while letting our meals digest.

But presently, a small commotion caught our attention a hundred yards away from us across the curve in the lake. Greg Kinomoto was reclining on a lounge chair with some of his friends, ranging in age from 19 to 23. There were two bikini-clad girls giggling and laughing and flirting with them, a normal event. But what had alerted Dawn and I was that the voices were VERY familiar.

Dawn saw them first, and she instinctively bolted out of her chair just seconds before I did. It was Brooke and DJ, and our 15-year-old little sisters had no business flirting with such older men. Despite her developed figure, DJ in her pigtails looked even younger and the situation looked rather disturbing with the fully grown men predatorily circling her.

I actually outran Dawn across the beach, arriving just after Brooke had plopped herself into Greg’s lap, wriggling her tight underage ass against his crotch. And just over ten seconds after leaving my lounge chair, I arrived on the scene, roughly snatched my sister’s wrist, and bodily yanked her up. “The FUCK are you doing?” I yelled in her face.

Dawn arrived just then and similarly pulled DJ back and away from Connor Metcalfe, a prototypical California surfer boy six years older than her. “Dawnnn!” DJ complained.

“We’re leaving,” Dawn growled at her little sister.

“We aren’t doing anything wrong!” Brooke whined and tried to jerk her wrist out of my grasp.

“Hey, come on, babe,” Greg spread his hands with a charming smile on his face. “The girls and us were just chatting.”

Dawn whirled on Greg and without warning, slapped his cheek with enough force to rotate his head around. The big guy winced and held a hand to his cheek protectively while glaring at Dawn. But the 17-year-old blonde just stared him down. “You stay away from our sisters, got it? They may look all adult but they’re barely fifteen and you KNOW it.”

Greg grimaced and glared at her, but he nodded his head.

Together, Dawn and I marched our little sisters away. But once we got back to our original lounge chairs, they both shook themselves free of our grasp and whirled to face us.

“You can’t be there every time, Dawn,” DJ said darkly. “It’s gonna happen again, one way or another.”

Dawn just looked in horror at her little sister, and meanwhile Brooke put her hands on her hips while glaring at me. “You promised, Ben. If you can’t keep your promises, what faith do I have left in you?”

And with that, Brooke slipped her hand into DJ’s and the two younger teens took off, headed for parts unknown.

Dawn visibly deflated as she exhaled, a look of pain on her face. I felt my own heart sinking, and simultaneously, Dawn and I turned to each other and said, “We need to talk.”

Neither Dawn nor I felt comfortable saying anything out in the open where we were. I wouldn’t have even felt comfortable at our special clearing. People just don’t go around telling their girlfriends that their little sister wants to have sex with them, and I wanted to make absolutely sure we wouldn’t be overheard.

There were too many people by the lake, period. The cabin walls weren’t soundproof. And it was too easy for someone who knew us to sneak behind some bushes by our special spot. In the end, I decided on an open field within the camp borders that had a single, solitary tree in the middle of it. At least there, I figured if we kept our voices controlled no one could overhear, and we could see in 360 degrees if anyone was around us. Yeah, we’d be visible to passersby, but I wasn’t planning on getting naked or anything during this discussion.

No sooner had we sat down than Dawn and I, as if on the same wavelength, both began, “I wasn’t sure how to say this…”

I blinked in surprise and so did Dawn. She made as if to defer to me but my chivalrous instincts kicked in first and I waved her to continue. As if eager to get this off her chest, Dawn sighed and said, “I want to invite DJ to have sex with us.”

My eyes popped wide open. I hadn’t been expecting that, and the surprise was evident on my face. Dawn just exhaled and continued, “I know DJ lost her virginity this past year. Her boyfriend was a jerk and I never liked him, but DJ did and that was all that mattered at the time. He smooth-talked her into it and then it was just three pumps and an apology. Apparently it was his first time too.”

I frowned, not yet understanding how the story of DJ’s lost virginity would lead to Dawn inviting DJ to join us.

“Anyways, they tried it once more, and it was just as pathetic. That kind of ruined DJ’s perception of the guy as a manly hunk and she dumped him. Shortly after that, we came up to camp and DJ told me in no uncertain terms that she was going to, quote, ‘do it right’.”

I arched an eyebrow and Dawn signed mournfully, shaking her head sadly. Then she continued, “Now DJ’s flirted with most of the guys her own age around camp and managed to not do anything stupid just yet, because she and Brooke are having sex together and that’s taken the urgency off for these first few days. But my little sister is dead set on getting properly laid, and I’m afraid she’s begun to turn her attentions to older men who are just going to prey on her. She’s convinced that an ‘older man’ will have more experience and be a better lover. I’m convinced that guys like Greg and Connor will just use her and leave her.”

I was starting to get what Dawn was alluding to, and I had to admit that my loins liked the idea. DJ was very cute. And yet my arousal was tempered both by the pained look in Dawn’s eyes and my own current worries about Brooke. I still hadn’t gotten my little request off my chest and I couldn’t relax until I did.

Dawn sighed. “When we first got here, DJ asked me if she could join us, make a threesome out of it. I told her I didn’t want to share. I was in love, Ben. I wanted you all to myself, you know?”

I nodded.

“But now I’m afraid that things will be worse if DJ finds some other stranger. I trust you Ben. I’m still not sure I want to share you, but I trust you. Can you do this and make it good for her, but still love me?” Dawn’s lower lip quivered.

I didn’t answer immediately, instead moving forward to kiss my girlfriend tenderly. She sighed happily and wrapped her hands behind my head to more firmly kiss me back. And when we pulled away, I looked her in the eye and said, “I’ll always love you. You never have to worry about that. No matter what else happens to us, you will always come first.”

Belatedly, I got the innuendo and I grinned. “And if you want, I can make sure you always cum first.”

Dawn rolled her eyes, but the vulgar humor broke some of the tension and she managed a wry grin. “I’m still not entirely sure I’m comfortable with letting her join us. She’s just a kid, you know?”

I sighed and rolled my eyes, thinking of Brooke. “Believe me, I know.”

“But then I think of what we were doing when we were fifteen,” Dawn continued. “Maybe we weren’t having sex yet, but the two of us got pretty hot and heavy. And I guess DJ’s just developed a little faster than me. It’s not like she’s still a virgin.” She shrugged helplessly.

I took a deep breath. “But Brooke is.”

“Brooke?” Dawn sat up straight and gave me a funny look. “What’s this got to do with Brooke?”

I exhaled and gathered my strength, looking around the field to make sure no one was within earshot. “I wasn’t sure how to say this, but Brooke wants ME to be her first.”

Dawn smirked and a twinkle came into her eyes. “Ohhh… Okay, that makes sense.”

My eyebrows shot up in confusion. “Makes sense?”

“She’s been giving you these weird looks all summer and every time she did, I would watch you tense up,” Dawn smiled. “Now I know why. I’d started to guess anyways.”

“We don’t have to,” I put in hurriedly. “I promised I’d be loyal. I love you, Dawn. And Brooke knows that. I’d never do anything to—”

“Ben, Ben,” Dawn calmed me down. Her posture relaxed even more. “It’s okay. She’s your sister. I get it.”

“But—”

“And after all, didn’t we just agree to let DJ join us? If I can accept you having sex with my sister, I can certainly accept you having sex with yours. Brooke loves you, Ben. I get it.”

I arched an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Makes sense. It’s the same reason I’d rather you be the one DJ learns sex from. Yeah, DJ’s not a virgin, but she hasn’t had good sex either.” Dawn smiled and leaned back with both arms, which thrust her chest forward and began to stimulate my arousal. “We can both teach them. After all, we’re their big siblings. I taught DJ, now it’s your turn to teach Brooke.”

“But that’s different, you’re both girls,” I frowned.

“Not so different. Sex is sex. Learning is learning. And I don’t have a dick for DJ to learn with.” Dawn grinned. “Hell, if Dayna had been a boy, I would have lost my virginity to my big brother instead of you,” she laughed.

Feeling the tension drain out of me, I started laughing too. And then Dawn let out a big sigh of relief. “You know, I thought I was going to feel really jealous and uncomfortable at the idea of DJ sleeping with you. She’s still so young and we’re only nine days into really being boyfriend/girlfriend. But now that it’s here, I don’t mind at all.”

“Really?”

Dawn smiled sweetly. “I love my little sister, Ben. I want to protect her and see her happy. And knowing she can learn with you far outweighs any jealousy of mine. It’s not like you’re going to go fall in love with her, will you?”

I shook my head. “Not planning on it. But I will warn you Dawn, one thing I’ve learned is that it’s not as simple as a few orgasms and a few pointers. Once you’ve slept with someone, it changes things… forever.”

“Yeah,” Dawn smiled and pulled my face to hers, rubbing our noses together. “It brings us closer. You’ll have tapped all three Evans sisters, Ben. And I’ve already had sex with Brandi. Now we’re just binding our two families as close as they can possibly be.”

“So how is this gonna work?” DJ asked, fidgeting nervously. Dawn looked reassuringly at her little sister while I held Brooke’s hand, similarly trying to instill her with calmness and confidence.

“There’s no pressure,” I said in a gentle tone, looking at Dawn while I said this. “We can do as little or as much as you guys are comfortable with, even if it means doing nothing.” And I meant it. Sure, the horndog part of me wanted to bury my tool inside cute DJ, whose tight body and flowing blonde hair reminded me of Dawn at fifteen. And I was certainly aroused by the naughty idea of having sex with my virginal little sister. But the nice guy in me was coming out again. No pressure. Never. And while I hadn’t been that close to DJ, she was a friend and very important to my family, and I couldn’t bear to do anything to her that she might regret.

Now if I couldn’t do anything like that to DJ, I certainly could never force myself on Brooke. I resolved that if I saw the slightest hesitation in her, I would call this whole thing off, like I had with Megan way back when.

“Why don’t you two just hang back,” Dawn suggested. “Ben and I will get things going and if you feel comfortable enough, just join in.” The breeze off the creek picked up just then and blew through my girlfriend’s hair, sending it fluttering to the side of her while she turned her beautiful face to me. I saw the sparkle in her clear blue eyes. Whatever reservations she might have over letting me, her love, have sex with her little sister and my little sister, Dawn was clearly excited by the situation.

I lay back across the blankets as Dawn crawled over me. She paused to remove her baby T-shirt, leaving her upper body clad only in her bra as she bent down to taste my lips. And as the heavenly pleasures of our kiss began spreading through my body, I felt my own tension over the situation starting to melt away.

My shirt came off shortly afterwards, followed by Dawn’s bra. She then rose up on her knees and went through the awkward gymnastics of removing her shorts and panties until she’d fully undressed, and then rolled onto her back as I similarly got myself completely naked. We moved together with the ease and comfort of lovers quite familiar with each other’s bodies, and even through closed eyes we instinctively knew where to move next in order to maximize each other’s pleasure.

“Ohhh, Ben…” Dawn sighed when she settled her crotch over mine. My long dick, trapped against my own belly, nestled in the cleft of Dawn’s juicing pussy. And while my kisses trailed down her neck, she slid forward to offer her swollen breasts to my lips. I nursed happily on one while manually stimulating the other as she began to glide her torso back and forth, using my dick as a rail.

“Ohhh, shit…” said a voice that sounded like Dawn’s, and yet wasn’t Dawn’s. I turned my head to the side to see DJ writhing in clear arousal. Her T-shirt was shoved up above her big and growing breasts so that she could tweak her own nipple. And her shorts were unbuttoned and opened enough so that a hand could dip beneath and rub inside.

But it wasn’t her own hand; it was Brooke’s. My little sister manually masturbated her best friend, and was leaning over with her chin on DJ’s shoulder. Brooke’s eyes were heavy-lidded as she watched Dawn and I rutting against each other, no doubt partially imagining herself in Dawn’s position.

“I’m gonna fuck you now, Ben,” Dawn husked, drawing my attention back to my lover. “I’m going to lift up and impale myself on this thick piece of man meat. And I’m gonna give our little sisters a great look at your big dick spearing its way into my tight pussy.”

The younger girls gasped at that pronouncement, and their eyes were locked onto our crotches as Dawn raised herself to do just as she had said. DJ’s eyes in particular went wide open as she ogled my seven-and-five-eighths column of manflesh, and she held her breath as her older sister spread her moist labia around the mushroom head and then held the position for a few extra seconds.

“OHHH!” Dawn groaned as she sank herself down the first two inches, letting her head loll back as she concentrated on feeling my invasion. Now it was Brooke’s turn to gasp as she watched, enraptured by the sight of my thick dick penetrating inside of Dawn’s wet snatch. And then all three girls were staring downward as Dawn sank herself inch after inch until I was completely buried inside my girlfriend.

For a long minute, I just savored the feeling of being inside Dawn, the girl I loved. Even without moving, her tightness and the intimacy I felt for her were more than enough to keep me aroused and interested, and I rested my hands on her hips as we stared lovingly into each other’s eyes. And then after that time of reflection, I let my hands run up to cup Dawn’s big tits, a happy smile crossing my face as I played with my favorite toys in the world. Dawn giggled at my enthusiasm and then she began to lift and lower herself on me, now beginning the actual sex act as she whimpered out her pleasure.

Dawn and I last year had explained quite a bit about sex. Our younger sisters would ask questions about various body parts like the clitoris and a man’s testicles. We had explained the basic sexual positions and more or less informed them that any position that resulted in penetration worked, as long as the two participants enjoyed it. We ourselves mostly stuck to missionary and girl-on-top, because they just felt the best.

But there’s a difference between verbal explanation and show-and-tell. And for the first time, DJ and Brooke were actually witnessing us. DJ’d had sex herself before. Brooke had at least watched me and Brandi. So it wasn’t all new. But for the two 15-year-old girls, it was still spellbinding.

And the girls had not just been idly watching us. I glanced to the side and found that both DJ and Brooke had gotten themselves naked and had their hands all over each other while they watched us. Presently, DJ was suckling Brooke’s breast and fingering my little sister’s clit while the young brunette stared at her brother being fucked by his girlfriend. And when DJ moved her face up a little higher and captured Brooke’s lips in a firm, urgent kiss, I felt an extra jolt of energy lance through my cock as I thrust upwards and lifted Dawn a few inches, purely from the excitement of seeing my little sister locking lips with her cute young friend.

“Unnngh, Ben! You feel so good inside me!” Dawn crooned. “I love you, baby! I love feeling you fucking me! Unnngh! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”

“Holy shit that’s hot!” DJ moaned while Brooke rubbed her clit. My sister removed her head from DJ’s nice, large breasts and turned to look at what DJ was exclaiming about. DJ herself continued, “My sister’s cumming on your brother’s cock, Brooke!”

She was. Dawn was in the throes of a powerful orgasm, her back arched, her neck muscles bulging, and her eyes tilted skyward. Dawn screamed out her climax to echo off the canyon walls, and soon I was joining her.

“Ugh! Ugh!” I grunted in warning, my hands back on Dawn’s hips as I clutched her body tightly against my crotch. My back rose up and off the blanket as I curled inwards, and then I erupted wave after wave of hot lava into my girlfriend’s vaginal cavity.

“Oh, Dawn!” I howled with delight, and together we showed our sisters what real happiness was all about.

A couple minutes later, after I was done spunking Dawn and we both finished off our orgasms, the tall, beautiful blonde collapsed backwards off me, her chest heaving upwards as she panted for air. DJ quickly moved over and on all fours, tilted her head to look at her big sister. “Can I taste it?”

Dawn got a goofy grin on her face and then nodded. And all of a sudden her well-fucked and satisfied expression changed into a contorted grimace of pleasure as she felt her little sister’s tongue darting into her semen-soaked channel.

Brooke was a little slower to react but no less aroused, as she moved to all fours above me and shyly asked, “Can I taste it?”

This was it. Yeah, Brooke had put me in her mouth before, back when I was unconscious and I’d thought she was Brandi. But this was the moment of acceptance, the time when we both would knowingly and willingly cross the boundary of incest. I searched my sister’s eyes for any signs of hesitation, and finding none, I nodded my approval.

And then it was my eyes rolling up into my head as I groaned with pleasure at the feelings of my little sister taking several inches of my still-sensitive cock into her hot little mouth.

I’d seen Brooke giving a blowjob to Perry once before. And her technique now wasn’t much different, leaving a lot to be desired as she hoovered me at a single speed while bobbing her head up and down. So once I got over my initial shock at knowing it was Brooke sucking my dick, I started coaching her the same way I had Megan so long ago, or the Sanders twins just recently. I explained how she was currently working to get or keep me hard after a recent orgasm, and how that differed from blowing me to get me off. I reminded her to watch her teeth, and I made suggestions for varying her technique and adding her hands into the mix. Brooke soaked it up like a sponge, and very quickly she had me at full mast and ready to go.

When she realized this, that scared little-girl look came into her expression and Brooke popped her mouth off my dick and stared at it wide-eyed in awe. The thick column, topped by a big mushroom head, looked rather imposing from up close and I had to admit, Brooke’s hand looked so small wrapped around it. I felt just a bit of my rigidity fading as I looked at Brooke become a little frightened at the possibilities of what might come next, but just as I was about to say something, she turned around and said, “OK, DJ. He’s ready.”

Dawn was moaning and holding her little sister’s head to her crotch while DJ slurped up the last of my cream from Dawn’s wet box. “Mmm, yummy,” DJ grinned.

“Cumslut,” Dawn giggled.

“Runs in the family,” DJ laughed. And then with a predatory gaze with absolutely no hesitation whatsoever, the 15-year-old blonde vixen crawled over to me and Brooke.

I kept my gaze on DJ’s pretty face the whole way, only briefly letting my eyes dip to drink in her nice body. True to Evans form, she had big breasts that hung and swayed pleasantly as she moved on all fours. She was still a little skinny around the hips and waist, not yet grown into full womanhood. And she had the same sparkle of arousal in her crystal clear blue eyes that Dawn showed me from time to time.

Then DJ moved over me and without further ado, the youngest Evans sister dropped her mouth to mine and gave me a VERY good approximation of Dawn’s volcanic kiss. Her lips molded themselves to mine and pushed my head back against the blanket with some good pressure. Her tongue pressed forth and parried my tongue to the side. And she moaned in obvious heat while dropping her naked torso on top of me, crushing those tits into my chest and rubbing herself urgently against my naked flesh.

Eventually, DJ broke back for air and sighed happily. “I always knew you’d be a great kisser, Ben.”

I grinned at the younger girl’s obvious confidence and enthusiasm. She was a budding Dayna just waiting to grow up. “Likewise, kiddo,” I smiled.

The blonde teen returned to kissing me and eventually she took hold of my shoulders and rolled us over. With some urgency, she maneuvered my hips around until I was lying between her spread thighs, and she lifted her knees into the air while wriggling her crotch around the blanket until she felt my erection nudging up against her pussy. There was no hesitation, no waiting to look at big sister Dawn. There was no brief discussion of our feelings for one another or concern for how this might change our friendship. DJ wanted to fuck, and to fuck well.

“C’mon, Ben,” DJ urged. “Show me what’s got both of my older sisters raving about what a stud you are. Show me what good fucking is supposed to feel like. Take me to heaven!”

And with that, I pivoted my hips, re-aimed my cock, and slowly began sinking my way into my youngest ever lover.

I didn’t get very far. DAMN! DJ was TIGHT! Even though she wasn’t a virgin, according to Dawn she’d only had sex twice before and my predecessor clearly had a smaller dick, for DJ winced as she was stretched farther than ever before. It wasn’t a question of lubrication; DJ’s pussy was a swamped inferno. But even with my toes scrabbling against the blanket’s surface and me focusing all my weight through my crotch, I could only manage a steady push that took a full two minutes before I was fully lodged inside DJ’s near-virginal pussy.

“Holy shit you’re big!” DJ groaned and clutched at me. I could feel her heartbeat through her vaginal walls, which seemed to be pulsing against me with a steady [bum-BUMP] [bum-BUMP].

“You’re so fucking tight!” I grunted and fought to stave off my impending orgasm, overstimulated by those pussy wall pulses. No wonder her boyfriend had popped off after only three strokes. And as I concentrated all my efforts on not bursting, I let my head move down to rest on the blanket beside DJ’s head.

She patted my back and got herself used to my thick invasion while I got myself used to her pulsing tightness. I’d nearly spurted into DJ’s 15-year-old pussy already, and the sudden memory of what happened to Allie Sanders set off an alarm in my head. “Are you safe?” I asked with some concern in my voice.

DJ giggled and nodded. “Mom put me on the pill when I turned 15. And you’re the first one in me without a condom.”

I looked to Dawn for confirmation, who was watching over us like a mother hen. She nodded and said, “Mom figured DJ would cut loose sometime this summer.”

I sighed with some relief and then turned my head, pecking the young girl’s cheek. “I just don’t want to do anything to hurt you.”

DJ winced but managed a wry grin. “Well, shoving a baseball bat up my cunt wasn’t exactly pleasant.”

I chuckled and then pushed myself up so that I was holding my weight above her. “Really? I’ve been told this part is quite nice.” And with that, I retracted my hips back several inches before gently pushing my way back in. I reveled in the feeling of her body beneath me, so much like Dawn’s and yet not. She was literally just a thinner, slightly shorter, younger version of Dawn.

When I pumped, DJ hissed and threw her head back, moaning in pleasure as she felt my thick shaft touching off every nerve she had in her pussy. “Yes… Fucking hell…”

“Feel good, Deej?” Dawn asked with a smile.

“Fuck, yeah,” DJ sighed happily as I began to push in and out of her tightness at a steady pace. “Knew this would work.”

“Knew what would work?” Dawn arched her eyebrow.

DJ smiled and put her hands on my biceps while I thrust in and out of her. “Mmm…” she moaned happily and then finally answered Dawn’s question. “Flirting with Greg Kinomoto.”

“What?” Dawn asked with some alarm.

Brooke was beside us, rubbing herself with one hand and caressing my back with the other while watching me fuck her best friend. She explained, “DJ only ever wanted to fuck Ben.”

“I didn’t care about other random guys around camp,” DJ husked. “I want to be fucked right and there was only one guy I knew could do it. That’s you, Ben.” DJ picked her head up and kissed me fiercely. I groaned into the kiss and pistoned my cock in and out of her a little faster.

Brooke finished up the explanation. “She was hoping she could talk you into it but you always seemed so reluctant. And I wanted Ben so badly but he only seemed to cave when I threatened to just go screw someone else to get my cherry popped. So we both came up with the idea of flirting with Greg and his buddies. Ever since that bonfire where he kissed you, you both seemed pretty pissed off at Greg and he’s avoiding the both of you. So we figured that if you were afraid we both might have sex with Greg, flirting with him would scare you guys enough to let us fuck Ben instead.”

Far from upset, Dawn got a grin on her face. “Manipulative little bitches.”

“You’d better believe it, sis,” DJ grunted with a grin and then immediately started moaning that an orgasm was sweeping over her. “Oh, FUCK! Ben! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Deeper! I’m gonna cum!”

DJ howled her way through that first climax, moaning the whole time about how it was her first orgasm during sex. Brooke was pretty close herself, and when she leaned in towards Dawn, the older blonde pulled my little sister in front of her, palming Brooke’s tits and rubbing the brunette teen’s clit until Brooke spasmed with her climax, eventually collapsing back against Dawn’s chest.

“Thanks,” Brooke sighed happily.

“Anytime,” Dawn grinned and then bent to peck Brooke on the lips with a cute kiss.

“Fuck me from behind.” DJ’s command brought my attention back to the blonde 15-year-old beneath me. And I moved to obey by pulling out and sitting back on my heels, my thick shaft proudly jutting outwards.

Unable to help herself, Dawn then swept down and took me into her mouth, savoring the taste of her little sister’s orgasmic nectar on my cock and giving me a few healthy sucks while DJ got into position on all fours with her tight, cute ass facing back at me. And then the younger girl barked at her older sister, “Hey! That’s mine!”

“Just for now, Deej,” Dawn smiled. But she did tug on me and aimed my cock back towards her little sister’s snatch.

“Ohhh…” DJ groaned as I slowly sank into her from behind, holding her narrow hips in my hands for leverage as I fought past her tightness to once again bury myself balls deep in the teenager’s bare-shaven twat. And then soon after, the air was filled with the sound of flesh impacting flesh as my pelvis repeatedly banged off of DJ’s firm, perky buttcheeks.

Meanwhile, our sisters were not just lying back and watching. Dawn had lain down on her back and maneuvered Brooke into a sixty-nine position over her. And with a tease in her voice, Dawn said, “Now let’s see if Miss A.D.D. over there paid enough attention to my lessons to teach you properly.”

“Whatever she taught me works just fine,” Brooke giggled.

“Little one, you’re soon going to learn the difference between ‘just fine’ and ‘mind-blowing’.” And with that, Dawn dove in.

So in our pairs, we thrust and humped and moaned and whined in ecstasy. I showed DJ what fucking was all about, with all the power and force and angles and depth necessary to do my version of blowing the young teenager’s mind. I even reached down and grabbed hold of DJ’s blonde pigtails, tugging back on them just hard enough to get her attention while I reamed her pussy from behind.

At the same time, Dawn showed Brooke what expert rug-munching was all about, with all the titillations, caresses, and finger penetrations necessary to bring Brooke to climax over and over again.

It became a little competition between Dawn and I. Who could make our 15-year-old cum more? Ultimately, I’ll admit that Dawn won that particular challenge. But I certainly made DJ scream the loudest when I popped a finger up her ass while groping her tits from behind and grinding my cock at full depth inside her tight cunt, my dickhead spitting out scalding hot semen against her sensitive inner walls.

And in the end, when DJ was collapsed facedown with our mingled cum flowing like a river from her stretched and abused pussy, and when Brooke was panting on her back with a face covered in Dawn’s nectar, Dawn and I looked over at each other and smiled.

The students had become the masters.

Remaining naked, the four of us took a break from fucking to relax and enjoy the perfect weather. Brooke and DJ seemed to revel in their nudity, having never gone completely bare while outdoors for this long before, and the two of them resolved to find their own “special spot” from which to do a little nude sunbathing and get frisky with each other.

Momentarily sated, Dawn and I cuddled together and basked in our love for one another, my head propped up by my backpack and Dawn’s head resting on my chest while she idly ran her fingers along my ribs.

DJ was in her own little world, staring glassy-eyed at the sky, absentmindedly rubbing one of her upright breasts while simultaneously stirring her finger inside the collection of cream still inside her recently-fucked pussy. Her expression was one of satisfied bliss, and she seemed to be reliving the experience quite happily.

Brooke, on the other hand, was pensive. She was sitting up and leaning back on her arms, staring off at the creek before us. Every now and again she would glance at me for a few lingering seconds, and then turn away while biting her lower lip. Her posture was rigid and while her best friend was comfortably reminiscing about her sexual experience, Brooke seemed to be anxiously considering hers. This was the moment she’d been waiting for.

Perhaps it would have been easier if Brooke had gone before DJ. Still flush with arousal and anticipation, she might have flung herself into my arms and gone through with her deflowering before she even really had time to think about it. But this way, after going through two sex rounds and a long break, Brooke now had all the time in the world to contemplate her next move, time that seemed to only make her more and more apprehensive.

But even though I sensed some hesitation from Brooke, I wasn’t about to deny her again just yet. Everyone gets a little stage fright, and it was perfectly acceptable for her to show some nervousness before surrendering her virginity. This was part of the reason my sister had chosen me. She knew she could trust me to be gentle and considerate, and to do everything I could to calm her before taking any permanent action.

The younger girls sensed the change in the wind when I lifted Dawn off me. My girlfriend rolled onto her side and propped her head up on one elbow while I leaned across the blankets and started rubbing Brooke’s naked back soothingly. On the other side of her, DJ sat up and looked on with interest, reaching over and squeezing her best friend’s hand. “You’ll love it, trust me,” DJ said earnestly. “It’s just divine.”

Biting her lip, Brooke nodded in understanding, but still hung her head forward. I leaned in and kissed my little sister’s shoulder and whispered, “You don’t have to do anything. I just want to make you happy, Brooke.”

“I want to,” she whispered in a weak voice. And then a little stronger, “I want to.”

“I know you do.” I leaned my head down and Brooke turned her head to me, a frightened look on her face as she seemed on the verge of tears. Then squeezing her eyes shut, she reached a hand to my cheek and then leaned in, pressing her lips firmly to mine.

There’s something very unique about kissing your sisters. Beyond the lust and fire, there’s a chaste tenderness in the way it feels. It’s as if I’m kissing both my lover and family member at the same time. With Brooke, I communicated both physical and platonic love; and the only other person I’d ever felt this way with was Brandi. It was like there was a basic underlying trust in that moment, something that restrained our emotions.

My relationships with girlfriends could possibly end. There was a recklessness to the way I kissed girlfriends and lovers because even if things went terribly awry, my life would go on without them in it. But that wasn’t the case with my sisters. No matter what, they would always be family, and I would always keep myself in check to prevent myself from hurting them. Even my relationship with Dawn, as close as we were, wasn’t as protective as my relationship with Brooke.

So even as I felt the lust and desire from my little sister, I could also sense the fear. And still stroking her back, I rubbed soothingly and sought to do everything I could to calm her. I broke the kiss long enough to rub noses with her, and I stroked her cheek with the back of my fingers. “I love you, Brooke. Always, little sis.”

“I love you, Ben,” she whimpered. “And I want this…”

“But you’re still scared,” I finished for her. Brooke looked deep into my eyes and nodded.

I smiled warmly. We weren’t going to do it right now. I was off the hook. “Okay. No problem. We don’t have to do this today and there’s a lot of camp left.”

DJ moaned in disappointment when she realized her best friend wasn’t going to go through with it. “Aww…”

Brooke flinched at that and immediately I turned to DJ, scolding in a firm voice. “Don’t pressure her, okay, kiddo?”

“I know, I know. I was just looking forward to watching her have her first time,” DJ sighed. “Mine sucked. I wanted to see how beautiful it could be.”

Staring off at nothing, Dawn murmured, “It WAS beautiful.” And then with a little smile, my girlfriend blinked a few times and then looked at me, coming to a realization of her own. “Ben, maybe you and Brooke should do this alone. Just the two of you. No pressure.”

And then Dawn’s eyes swiveled to DJ before she added, “No gawking friends.”

DJ pouted, but said nothing. Brooke latched onto the idea and looked at me with a world of pleading in her eyes. I just smiled and nodded. “Okay. Maybe we can arrange something in one of the cabins. Do this on a proper bed?”

And then Brooke grabbed my arm. “Ben? Let’s not… let’s not plan this, okay? If I set a date or time I’ll freak out. Can we just let it happen? If it happens?”

I looked at Dawn, who shrugged. And then I answered my sister, “Uh, sure.”

“I mean, maybe while the four of us are together, I may decide I’m really ready and I won’t mind if you’re around,” Brooke said and looked at DJ, who smiled. Then she returned her shining eyes to me. “Or… maybe while we’re out and about somewhere, I’ll just grab you.”

I gave her a wry smile. “You’ll have to be really careful about Mom and Dad then. They’re pretty liberal about sex but I don’t know if they’re THAT liberal. I’m pretty sure they’d have freaked if they caught me and Brandi at home.”

Brooke chuckled. “I know.” And then she threw her arms around me, hugging me warmly and platonically. In the spirit of the moment, I tried to ignore that the pretty, naked 15-year-old had her boobs pressing against my skin. “Thanks Ben,” Brooke sighed.

But then Brooke startled and yelped, picking her head up. I looked down to see that DJ had slid behind her best friend, cupping one of Brooke’s tits from behind while she leered at me. “Well, if Brooke doesn’t want to fuck right now, can I take her turn?”

Suddenly, someone yanked on my shoulders and I found myself flat on my back with Dawn leaning over me, her face relatively upside-down. “I got a better idea. Why don’t we all triple-team him!” And then with that, my girlfriend shoved her big tits into my face.

In revenge, I snaked my right hand over and slipped two fingers into her box, causing her to moan as I started manipulating my girlfriend’s pussy and suckling on the proffered teats.

Laughing, DJ quickly had my cock in hand, stroking it urgently before lowering her mouth to me. And behind her, Brooke just grinned and looked on.

I caught my sister’s attention with my eyes and beckoned her towards me, holding up my free hand even while I nursed at Dawn’s tits. And with a shrug and a smile, Brooke joined in.

“Laters, Ben.” Brooke kissed my cheek firmly and then dashed off after DJ, who hoisted her towel over her shoulder and was making a beeline for the lake.

I smiled and waved after my little sister as she left, then more sedately finished putting on my running shoes. Dawn and I were going to join some of our other friends for Ultimate Frisbee that afternoon.

“You two are certainly getting along well,” my mom smiled as she passed behind me, rearranging some of the mess our family had made in the past couple of weeks.

I shrugged and turned to her. “Yeah, Brooke’s been pretty cool. Not as much of a brat anymore.”

“Oh, your sister’s an angel. She’s never been a brat,” Mom insisted.

I rolled my eyes, thinking of all her little evil blackmail schemes that had come to her as naturally as breathing. “Yeah, well, believe what you want, Mom. Either way, she’s growing up.”

“She certainly is,” Mom sighed. “I see the way all the boys have started to look at her. Even some of the men.”

I didn’t bother to respond verbally to that. But my mom stood at the window and looked off at Brooke, who was hopping down the trail with DJ while wearing nothing but her bikini and some flip-flops. My little sister’s tight ass was positively delectable in her skimpy bottoms.

Mom’s voice seemed to descend from the heavens. “You don’t suppose she’s sexually active yet, do you Ben?”

My eyes went wide as I panicked for a brief moment. She didn’t suspect anything, did she? “Uh, what?” I asked, truly bewildered that my mother would ask me such a question about my little sister.

“You know I put her on the pill when she turned fifteen. Deanna Evans recommended it. She’s pretty sure DJ has started to have sex already, and that makes me worry about Brooke. I don’t know if she’s old enough or ready yet. You and Dawn at least waited until you were sixteen.”

“Then why’d you put her on the pill at fifteen?” I arched my eyebrow. “Isn’t that giving her tacit permission?”

“Maybe. I’m convinced a girl will start when she thinks she’s ready, whether she’s protected or not. I’d rather be sure not to have any premature grandchildren. So what do you think? Is she sexually active yet? That Perry boy seems nice, but we both know that all boys are constantly thinking about sex, Ben.”

I coughed to cover my snort. “Uh, yeah, Mom. And… I’m not sure if she’s ready yet. But I do talk to her, and rest assured Mom, Brooke will think things through before she does anything rash. She’s a smart girl. She won’t let herself get hurt.”

Mom smiled and then ran her fingers though my hair, something which annoyed me to no end. “Thank goodness for you, Ben. Such a good big brother. Keep talking to her. I know you’ll do what’s best for her.”

And then Mom walked further into the cabin, stooping to pick up some towels the twins had carelessly let fall to the floor. I watched her for a second and then returned my gaze to Brooke and DJ, the two cute girls no doubt deep in conversation about all that had happened this morning. I sighed and then steeled my resolve. Whatever happened, whether Brooke and I had sex or not, I WOULD do what was best for her.

I was sitting well back from the bonfire, perched on a boulder up the hill. Twenty feet before me and to the left, I could see DJ and Brooke laughing with Eden and Emma as they roasted their marshmallows and put together their s’mores. It was a routine by now, the four of them working like a well-oiled machine to churn out perfect s’more after perfect s’more.

Brooke was currently on handout duty, accepting the finished product and handing them off to the littlest kids who gratefully accepted the treats. Even a couple adults who hadn’t yet gotten sick of s’mores after two weeks of camp took a few. And of course, there were the teenaged guys who just wanted any excuse to flirt with the 15-year-old hotties.

One such teenager, Andrew Hemingway, was even so bold as to whisper something into Brooke’s ear as he took a s’more, and then he leaned in and gave her a chaste peck on the cheek. Even with the firelight in her face, I could see Brooke blush as the boy turned away almost immediately and scooted back into the crowd as if his ass was on fire, and Brooke stared after him for a long few seconds before a cute 5-year-old girl showed up and asked for the s’more in Brooke’s hands.

A rustle to my left shook me from my reverie of staring at Brooke and I turned to see Dawn climbing up onto the boulder beside me. There was a stump next to the rock, boosting her up and then she was suddenly beside me, our legs dangling off into thin air four feet above the ground. And in a quiet voice, she asked, “What are you thinking?”

I reached out and accepted Dawn’s hand into mine, squeezing gently on it three times in our now-usual greeting to one another. I sighed and then nodded back towards the fire. “I’m wondering if I made the right decision.”

Dawn followed my gaze. “What? Not having sex with Brooke this morning?”

“No, no. I’m sure that was the right decision. No I’m questioning whether I should be doing this in the first place. A girl’s virginity is pretty special to her, isn’t it?”

Dawn squeezed my hand. “It was with me. Believe me, I had lots of opportunities to lose it when I was her age.” She then leaned in and nuzzled my cheek. “But then I thought of you, Ben. And I knew. We’re meant to be together.”

I smiled and leaned in until our foreheads were touching. “Yeah…” But then I sighed. “That’s kind of what I mean. Is this the right thing for Brooke? Clearly, she and I aren’t meant to be together. And just now, Andrew Hemingway went up and shyly kissed her on the cheek.”

“Andrew’s a nice guy,” Dawn nodded.

“Exactly. Shouldn’t Brooke have the chance to find someone she really cares about?”

“She does, Ben. You. Left to her own devices, who knows how it’ll turn out. Look at Dayna, seduced by a greasy football player in the back of a car. Or DJ’s pathetic excuse for a first boyfriend. Girls have hormones too, Ben. At some point, you just get tired of waiting for Mr. Right and think you’ve found Mr. Right Now. DJ said that Brooke told her that her boyfriend Perry even tried to rape her. You think that’s how Brooke wants to lose her cherry?”

I sighed. “But I don’t love her like that. I mean, I love my sister, but not romantically. We have no future together.”

“You’re too much of an idealist, Ben. You and me, we’re a one of a kind couple. Not everyone gets to grow up with their soulmate.” Dawn beamed at me and I felt the warm glow of her love wrap around me like a blanket while she physically wrapped herself around my arm. “Now you and Brooke not having a future doesn’t matter. You don’t have to be her last lover; but you can be her first. She loves you. She trusts you. And I can’t think of anyone more perfect for her than you.”

I sighed. “You’re just trying to build up my confidence about this, aren’t you?”

Dawn shrugged. “You’re here to make this beautiful for Brooke, and you can’t do that if you’re second-guessing yourself while it happens. I’m your girlfriend; I put you at ease. It’s what I do.”

I chuckled. “I don’t think most girlfriends ever try to get their boyfriends to have sex with their sisters.”

Dawn squeezed my arm. “Like I said. We’re one of a kind.”

“Fuck me! Fuck me, Ben! Oh, lick me! Lick me, Brooke! Oh this is so fucking incredible! I never DREAMED I’d be fucking you both at the same time! Oh, shit! Oh, shit! I’m cumming!” DJ arched her back, wailing ecstatically. I was pounding the young blonde doggy-style. Her twin braids danced around with a life of their own. Her spine rippled, a shuddering that started up at the base of her neck and worked its way like an earthquake down her back, lower and lower until it reached her hips. And then I felt the tight pulsing squeezes of her pussy muscles clamping down on my cock.

This was the third time during this particular fuck that DJ had lit off into orgasm, and the way her pussy gripped me always threatened to make me blow. This time, she actually did set me off. And while I bellowed in a deep voice, I felt my balls evacuating as I nutted my load deep inside the young teenager.

Beneath DJ in the sixty-nine position, Brooke was eagerly lapping at her best friend’s clit, even though DJ was a little too distracted to return the favor. She’d also occasionally strayed to lick my balls, and if Brooke had ever done that while DJ’s pussy muscles were pulsing, I would have lost my load long ago.

As it was, I was only now blasting away, deliriously happy that I was cumming into a tight pussy, when suddenly that tight pussy was gone. The abrupt sensation was enough to draw my attention back down, and I saw that while DJ’s cute ass was still pointing back at me, she was a few inches off course while Brooke had fisted my cock from underneath me and was now aiming my spurting cannon into her gaping mouth. And then my groans only picked up in pitch and volume as I emptied the rest of my spunk down my little sister’s throat.

Brooke moaned and hummed happily while she drank down every drop of me, and even when I was done cumming, the horny young brunette couldn’t seem to get enough. Pushing my cock out of the way, she turned to where DJ had collapsed onto her side and fastened her mouth over her best friend’s shaved snatch, which had only begun to leak out the semen I’d deposited there.

That also left Brooke’s naked body wide open and vulnerable before me. Her ass was pointed back at me, her wet and juicing pussy seeming to invite me inside. For three days, the four of us had been getting together for morning sex sessions. For three days, I’d looked into my sister’s eyes with growing lust and come away certain that she wasn’t ready yet. And so for three days I’d been suppressing my urges.

Thankfully, Dawn and DJ were more than happy to relieve me of that pent-up lust.

But the lust always came back. And so I eagerly dove onto Brooke’s body from the opposite direction, pulling her thighs apart and pushing my tongue into her virginal snatch. The effect was immediate. My sister squealed and moaned happily, and while she suckled out all my remaining cream from DJ’s pussy, I worked Brooke over until she gave me some cream of her own.

Dawn wasn’t idle during this either. She’d been rubbing herself to orgasm beside us while I pounded DJ from behind. Presently, she took my deflating prick into her mouth to revive me for another go. And so the four of us were a chain of oral pleasure, Brooke eating out DJ, me eating out Brooke, and Dawn swallowing my cock.

Soon, we all seemed ready to go again. Brooke flopped onto her back and gasped for air while DJ crawled away to curl into a little ball, hoping for some time to recover from her repeated orgasms. I scooted away from Dawn at the imagined invitation from Brooke, moving into a push-up position over my little sister and nudging my hard erection against her crotch. And when I bent my head to kiss my sister, she wrapped her arms around me and hummed happily, moaning into our liplock.

Now was the time. Now I could finally be inside her. Now I would take her and make her a woman.

But when my cockhead settled in between her spread labia, the passway wonderfully lubricated by an abundance of fluid, Brooke suddenly went rigid and her eyes popped open. Lust radiated from her eyes at me, and her mouth opened in a gasp as my cock pushed fractionally forward, meeting resistance along the way.

And then Brooke’s eyes tightened as she felt the first pain of her maidenhead being stretched. But it wasn’t just pain. She was horny, and she wanted me, but she was still scared. I could see it in her eyes. And with a wail of great sorrow I tore myself away from her before my body’s instincts did something I would later regret. There always might be a chance later. But if I did this prematurely, there wouldn’t be any going back. And for me to do that to my little sister just wasn’t an option.

Brooke was quickly on her side, moaning a distraught, “I’m sorry, Ben.”

But I’d already shut my eyes and moved to Dawn, who willingly spread her legs and pulled back on her own knees for me. ‘Don’t think, don’t think, don’t think. Just MOVE, ‘ I told myself. A second later I was inside of my girlfriend, feeling a wave of relief wash over me as I settled my forehead to the blanket beside her.

I was breathing heavily and my heartbeat was still racing when Brooke moved alongside me and kissed my cheek. “I’m sorry, Ben.” Her voice was tinged with guilt.

I shook my head and forced away any disappointment. “Don’t be sorry, Brooke. I’ll always love you. You’ve nothing to feel guilty about.”

“But I’m such a tease,” she moaned.

“No, you’re not teasing. You’re just not ready yet,” I insisted.

“I’m not complaining,” Dawn grinned beside us. I turned my head to my girlfriend, giving her a soul-searching kiss of gratitude and love. And then concentrating on my feelings for the gorgeous young woman beneath me, I made love to Dawn.

Everything was as it should be.

“Feel like going up to the ridge?” Dawn looked over at me with a hopeful smile on her face. “Should be a great sunset tonight.”

I smiled and nodded. Dawn and I hadn’t been up to the romantic sunset view for about a week and I slipped my hand into hers. “Sure,” I replied. “Anywhere with you.”

The two of us left the pool table where we’d been killing time and went outside. There, standing together just outside the lodge not twenty feet from us were some familiar faces. Brooke and DJ were chatting with Andrew Hemingway, who looked simultaneously thrilled to be talking to the pretty girls and also ready to shit his pants.

It was a common enough sight. Ever since that bonfire when Andrew had first dared to kiss Brooke’s cheek, the 16-year-old boy had been following Brooke around like a lost puppy. Sure, he didn’t join us on our morning “hikes”. But in the afternoons, he was ever present as they all played around the lake, engaged in various camp activities, or even just suntanned and talked. I’d never seen any more physical contact between the kid and my little sister, but it was clear that they both had an interest in each other.

At this moment, Brooke had a bashful smile on her face while DJ just grinned mischievously. And as we watched, DJ gave her friend a not-so-subtle shove in the back, which caused Brooke to stumble forward so that Andrew caught her against his right side.

Reflexively, Andrew cinched his arm around Brooke’s waist and looked down at her, while my sister looked up at the handsome but shy boy with a pleasant expression on her face.

“They look cute together, don’t they,” I commented softly.

Dawn glanced over and shrugged. “I suppose.” Presently, Brooke stood herself up straighter and glared at DJ. Andrew immediately retracted his arms as if he was about to get in trouble for daring to touch Brooke. And DJ just laughed off the whole scene.

Dawn and I hadn’t stopped walking this entire time and we were soon carried beyond the group of younger teens. We said little to each other on the short hike up to the ridge. I was lost in my own thoughts and Dawn, seeming to sense my disquiet, didn’t intrude.

I was thankful for that. There were times when I wanted to talk things out and there were times when I just wanted a little solitude. For years, Dawn always seemed to know when to do which, and now she gave me the best of both worlds by leaving me alone and yet also squeezing my hand to remind me she was there for me.

Dawn and I were early enough that we got one of the best spots, a man-made wooden bench that provided comfortable seating for four. Two spots were already taken by an older couple but Dawn and I got the others.

As the sun slowly descended out of the sky, I found my mind wandering into further ruminations on the nature of sex, love, and relationships. All three were interconnected and yet separate. You could easily have one or two of the three without the others. I’d had sex and a relationship without real love for Megan, at least at first. I’d also had sex with girls like Donna Kincaid without love OR a relationship.

The ideal, of course, would be all three. I had it with Dawn, and my life was enriched so much the better because of it. Didn’t Brooke deserve the same? Yeah, Brandi and I had our short affair. We had the sex and I did love my sister. But a relationship just wasn’t possible.

But just because it worked for Brandi didn’t mean it was right for Brooke. Brandi had been older and experienced and had gone off to college none the worse for wear because of what we’d done. I didn’t necessarily know if things would go so well with Brooke. This was her virginity. Maybe I was overhyping the damn thing, but didn’t Brooke deserve her first experience to be with someone who could give her all three: sex, love, AND a relationship?

As if on cue, Brooke ascended up onto the ridgeline. She saw us and smiled, and then a second later Andrew Hemingway followed after her. The boy clearly looked at Brooke adoringly, filled with all the passion and attentive focus of a teenager infatuated with a pretty girl. When Brooke looked around and moved towards a flat set of rocks often used as a seat, Andrew willingly trailed along.

DJ came up next, grinning at Dawn and me while nodding her head back towards Brooke and her “date”. Dawn smiled as well and squeezed my hand. I suppose all girls feel little butterflies in their stomachs when they see another lovey-dovey couple, but all I could feel was bitterness.

It was selfish, I know. I’d gotten blowjobs and eaten Brooke out and roved my lips and fingers all over her body. After days of being offered my little sister’s body I’d come to accept it as only a matter of time before Brooke worked up the nerve to go through with penetrative sex. My conscience was questioning our actions every step of the way, but my brain had determined it would happen sometime or another. And for some reason I felt like I would be cheated if, in the end, I didn’t get to bone my little sister. But I took a deep breath and flushed the evil thoughts from my mind. It was okay. I would be okay with this.

Brooke deserved to find love outside of her family. We’d shared some pleasure together, but she could take that final step with someone who actually could give her all three things she needed, including the relationship. And just when I looked over at the budding teenage couple, Andrew leaned in and gave Brooke another soft kiss on the cheek. The two were completely ignoring the setting sun.

I sighed. “I’m happy for her,” I said softly.

Dawn turned and looked at me intently for a moment. “You sure?”

I glanced over again, where Brooke was smiling and watching her fingers intertwine in Andrew’s hands. She looked radiantly happy, in a romantic way that she could never look at me. I sighed. I’d come so close to making love to my little sister, but it was never going to happen. But I was okay with that. Sex was not a requirement in our relationship. I loved her. And I would always love her. She was my little sister.

“Yeah. I am,” I finally said firmly, with no trace of jealousy. I smiled at my girlfriend, who smiled back and squeezed my hand, leaning against me and giving me a short peck on my shoulder.

“Don’t worry Ben. We’ll sneak away and I’ll cheer you up tonight,” Dawn said encouragingly.

I let a wider expression of happiness come to my face. The love of my life wanted to cheer me up, and that knowledge in and of itself did wonders for my spirits. I wrapped my arms around Dawn, looked off over the ridge, and together, we watched the last of the sun’s rays disappear over the horizon.

After the brief cold snap of a few nights before, the evening weather had returned to summer warmth and it was still quite comfortable even as the sky rapidly darkened. And once the sun was gone, the camp routine on the ridge began.

Most of the people up there were romantic couples. Almost as soon as the sun was down, the middle-aged and older couples left to start their hike back before it got dark enough to make the trek dangerous. But the younger couples almost always stuck around and quietly got into their makeout sessions.

To our left, a few twenty-somethings were trying to inhale each other’s tongues. To the right, some older teens were necking slowly. I didn’t want to look over at Brooke and Andrew. So I turned and started kissing Dawn with sweet, tender passion.

But then Dawn pulled away abruptly and we both looked up to see DJ staring down at us. “What’s up? Feeling left out?” Dawn asked her little sister.

DJ shrugged. “Actually, I’m supposed to walk back down with you.”

I felt a bit of my good mood sinking. Brooke and Andrew were looking to be left alone to make out, so DJ was stuck being a third wheel and was going to tag along with me and Dawn as we returned to camp. I wanted to be happy for my sister hooking up with Andrew, but I still couldn’t shake the mild disappointment inside of me. “Yeah, we’ll go with you.”

“Actually,” DJ interrupted in a quiet voice. “Brooke wants to talk to Ben. She’s telling Andrew that right now.” We all turned to see Andrew nodding his head slowly while Brooke made some hand motions with an apologetic look on her face. To his credit, Andrew didn’t look disappointed. He kissed Brooke’s cheek and then came over to us.

DJ gave Andrew a tight smile, Dawn squeezed my hand one more time, and then the three of them headed for the trailhead. I think Andrew was just as amazed to be hiking back with Dawn and DJ as he was hanging out with Brooke.

The twenty-something couple got up then, giggling all the while. And hand-in-hand they hurried for the trailhead themselves, no doubt eager to find somewhere more private to get naked with each other. Meanwhile, Brooke stood up and came over to join me on the bench. I sighed and readied myself for her apologies.

“Hi, Ben,” Brooke began.

“Hey,” I put a smile on my face. “Andrew seems like a nice guy.”

“Oh, he IS. He’s so sweet and considerate and bashful. But then he’s confident enough to move in and kiss my cheek, willing to take that chance. And he’s really smart.”

My smile was all thin lips. “That’s good, that’s good.”

Brooke took a deep breath. “Andrew wants to go for a hike with me tomorrow morning, Ben.”

My eyebrows went up. Clearly, that meant that she wouldn’t be joining Dawn, DJ, and I for our usual morning sex romp. I couldn’t help but imagine that Brooke was planning a similar activity with Andrew. And so the big brother alarm went off in the back of my head. “Alone? Uh, Brooke. Isn’t that moving a little fast? How well do you know this guy?”

She recognized the abrupt shift in my tone and looked at me funny before giggling as she realized my implications. “No, Ben! He hasn’t even KISSED me yet. We’re not going to do anything naughty. He really just wants to hike and talk and get to know me.”

Relieved, I smiled. “Oh, okay. But… it’s still… a date, isn’t it?”

Brooke blushed, and even in the dimming red light I could see the flush on her face. “Yeah, I guess. I just want to get to know him a little better, too.”

“That’s good, that’s good,” I nodded, my tone not quite matching my words.

Brooke looked at me a little funny. “You’re not jealous, are you, Ben?”

“What? Jealous of my sister?” I said a little too loud. I turned my head to see the older teenage couple still necking not too far away from us. And in a quieter voice, I hissed, “No.”

Brooke looked at me a little more intently, reading my eyes. “You ARE.”

I shut up and looked away, breathing steadily and making every effort to flush away my negative emotions. At the same time, the teenage couple must have decided they weren’t going to get any privacy up here, and the two of them got up to find greener pastures. I stayed silent and Brooke waited me out until they left, leaving the two of us alone on the darkening ridge.

“Why are you jealous?” Brooke looked at me funny. “I’m not your girlfriend, Ben. You’ve GOT a girlfriend, a loving girlfriend who’s gorgeous and who adores you. Everyone knows you and Dawn are meant to be together.”

I sighed. “I can’t help it. I warned you, sex changes things between people. Even though I know I’m not yours and you’re not mine, I still feel… I still feel like you ARE mine.”

“So if DJ stopped joining you guys and found her own boyfriend, you’d be just as jealous?” Brooke asked quietly.

I furrowed my brow and then frowned. “Uh, actually, no. Don’t get me wrong, DJ is really hot and cute, but… it’s just sex. She’s my friend and all, but we don’t have feelings for each other. But you… you’re my sister.”

“Were you jealous of Brandi when she left and went to meet up with what’s-his-name at college? Brian?”

I shrugged. “No. I always knew she would leave for college and she was always planning on exploring her relationship with Brian.”

“Then how is this any different?” Brooke looked at me with a worried pout. “The last thing I want to do is hurt you, Ben. I thought you’d be okay with this Andrew thing. But if you’re not alright with it I won’t go anywhere with him.”

“No, no,” I said quickly. “I don’t want to hold you back. You deserve every chance to be happy and find a real relationship.”

Brooke shrugged. “He lives in Oregon. I’m in SoCal. A real relationship would be kind of hard in about two weeks.”

“Whatever. A summer fling. And you’ll see him next year. Meeting boys is part of growing up, Brooke. I couldn’t stand it if I was the one holding you back from getting these experiences.”

“Then what is it?” My little sister gave me an odd look. “Andrew doesn’t change anything a thing about us.”

I sighed and looked down. “It’s just… I’d miss being with you, Brooke. We’ve gotten a lot closer this summer.” My eyebrows popped wide open at my massive understatement. Who’d have ever thought I’d have my little sister swallowing my cum down her throat. “A LOT closer.”

Brooke blushed again and she shivered despite the lack of any coldness.

I exhaled. “And I guess I’d gotten used to the idea of making love with you, of teaching you and showing you how wonderful sex can be. Now it’s not gonna happen.”

Alarm crossed Brooke’s face. “What? Why not?” She looked seriously panicked that I’d reneged on my promise to her.

I blinked rapidly, thoroughly confused. “Huh? Well… because you’re going to be going with Andrew now, right? A guy who’s not your brother with whom you can really develop a relationship. And maybe, just maybe, he’ll be the type of guy you can lose your virginity with.”

“WHAT?” Brooke gave me a confused look, complete with pinched eyebrows and bewildered expression. “Ben, what did I say about fumbling around with teenagers who didn’t know what the hell they were doing? You think I want to pop my cherry like DJ did? Andrew’s nice but NO. HELL NO! I want YOU. I still want YOU.”

Now it was my turn to look bewildered.

Realization dawned on Brooke’s face. “Is THAT why you’ve been all weird about this Andrew thing? Because you think I’m going to back out of having sex with you?”

“Uh…” I stammered. “Well, weren’t you?”

Brooke giggled. “No!” And then she quickly turned around and hopped into my lap, facing me with her feet dangling off the bench behind me. “Silly brother.” And then Brooke planted a wet, fierce, passionate kiss on my lips.

Her kiss struck me with such force that my body locked up, my feet pressing into the ground while my back went rigid. Brooke just took the opportunity to further wrap herself around me, crossing her legs behind my lower back and clutching my shoulders even more tightly as she crammed her tongue down my throat.

I groaned into her kiss, feeling relief wash over me as I once again intimately held Brooke in my arms. She moaned erotically against my mouth, and at the sound of her arousal, I felt my cock stiffening inside my shorts.

Brooke felt it too, and she began to grind herself against the bulge, shifting around impatiently for a bit before she managed to locate her clit over my hardness, and then she had to pull her mouth away from mine in order to pant breathlessly while humping herself against my cock.

“Ohhh, Ben. I love you, big brother.”

“I love you, too, little sister,” I grunted and moved my lips down her neck. She was wearing a light tank-top, and moving up one hand I pulled the strap over her shoulder so that I had an unimpeded path to nibble my way along her neckline. Brooke sighed and clutched my head to the crook of her neck, moaning happily.

Almost as suddenly as she’d kissed me, Brooke suddenly stopped her hip gyrations and pulled her legs back as if to get off of me. I whimpered in disappointment, feeling for the umpteenth time that her nerves were getting the best of her as she got scared of going any further. But then her husky voice was in my ear as Brooke stood on the ground and started tugging at her shorts. “I want it, Ben. I want it now!”

“Wha—?” I looked up in surprise. Brooke dropped her shorts and panties onto the ground, hurriedly trying to pull her sneaker-clad feet through the holes.

“Now, Ben! Now!”

“Here?” My eyes popped open wide. Even though the light had gone nearly dark, we were still in twilight and however unlikely, should anyone decide to come up onto the ridge, they would certainly see brother and sister in a very compromising position.

“Now, Ben! I NEED you!” Brooke’s shorts were a distant memory. For my shorts, she’d already gotten my fly undone and pulled the flap as wide open as it could go. I still had my shorts and boxers as protection against the scratchy wood of the bench, but now she was able to extract my cock through the gap in my boxers and elevate it into a vertical position.

“Oh, Brooke!” I exclaimed. But before I could even get out the words ‘Are you sure?’ my little sister stepped over the bench with her feet on either side behind me, aimed my rod, and impaled her tight pussy over my mushroom head.

“AAAAAHHHH!” she screamed as she felt what remained of her maidenhead rip away. All I could do was hold my little sister in my arms as firmly as possible, and the first tears rolled down her cheeks as she blinked away the pain. “Ah, shit that HURT!”

“I’m so sorry, baby,” I murmured in apology. But Brooke would have none of it. Without bothering to wipe away her tears, she grabbed my head and kissed me, and then hunched with her hips to sink an extra few inches into her exquisitely tight pussy.

I’d thought 15-year-old DJ was tight. Well Brooke was a month younger, a couple inches shorter, and quite a bit thinner than her best friend. And at first it felt like her vaginal tunnel was peeling the skin off my dick. Brooke herself was gritting her teeth at the stretching sensation, and I went into protective mode and immediately sought a way to ease my sister’s pain.

I kissed her. I kissed her lips and her jaw and her neck. I rubbed her shoulders and stroked her back and rubbed her tits against my chest, even though our shirts were still between us. And I told her I loved her. Over and over again, I told Brooke, “I love you, baby. I love you, sis. I’ll always love you.”

Brooke had stopped breathing for a few seconds, but now as she exhaled and whimpered, she started to get used to the sensation and began kissing me back. “Mmmph! I love you, Ben… Mmmph! I love you, big brother…”

Those first kisses were urgent and firm, but as the seconds ticked by Brooke was able to breathe a little easier and kiss me with longer, more drawn out passion. Without even thinking about it, she slipped down another inch, moaning at the feeling, and I felt more and more of her natural lubrication flooding into our joining.

“You’re in me, Ben,” Brooke sighed once she seemed to have fully recovered from the initial deflowering. “I can’t believe you’re actually in me.”

“Believe it, baby,” I said reassuringly. “My little girl is a woman now.”

Brooke beamed at me, wrapping my head up in her arms and kissing me again. She hunched her hips and sank another few inches. And with repeated lunges and hip thrusts of my own, my little sister eventually hit bottom as her ass stopped against my thighs. She’d taken my entire dick inside her tight little pussy.

Upon accomplishing that goal, Brooke took a breather and rested her cheek on my shoulder. Neither of us moved, both of us just recovering from the incredible rush of first coupling as we adjusted to the new sensations. The longer we stayed like that, the more she loosened up. And as I slipped my hand beneath her tank top and started stroking her back, this cute young brunette began to sigh happily and really enjoy the pleasant feelings.

“I feel so full…” she groaned.

“I know,” I smiled and rubbed her lower back. I then exhaled and looked at the back of her head, as she was looking off my shoulder. “Why now, Brooke?”

She was quiet for a few seconds, but from her quiet calm I knew she’d heard me. And then picking her head up, she turned her soft brown eyes over to me and smiled. “Because I knew I wanted it to be you. I had to be you. Every time the four of us got together, I would get so horny and so aroused and I sooo wanted to do it with you. Those little… orgies… we had every morning were perfectly designed for me to get in the mood and lose my virginity. But when the moment came, I would get scared and overthink it and I kept chickening out.”

“What changed?”

She shook her head slowly. “I don’t know. A lot of little things. This Andrew situation for one. I never thought it would have this effect on you. I always had the ‘Ben’ issue completely separate from the ‘Andrew’ issue. I wanted to explore sex and losing my virginity with you, and have my summer flirtation with Andrew too, without worrying about all that sex stuff with him.”

“Good plan,” I nodded and nuzzled her cheek with my nose.

“But it never occurred to me that you’d see a conflict,” Brooke continued. “And then you said that you might never have sex with me, and all of a sudden, I just didn’t want to put it off any longer. Why wait? I knew I wouldn’t regret it. I knew I would be forever happy that my big brother, whom I love so much, got my cherry and introduced me to the world of sex. I just had to stop overthinking it and just go for it. So I did. And I don’t regret a thing.”

I chuckled. “Well, we haven’t even really gotten started yet.” I flexed my cock inside her, causing the devirginized teenager to giggle as she felt my vibrations.

“It’s okay. I already know it’ll be great. It already IS great. I feel so wonderful right now, just knowing you’re inside me. I love you, Ben.”

I leaned in and softly kissed her. “I love you, too.” And then with my hands subtly, but firmly, holding my sister’s hips, I ground her body against me and simultaneously thrust upwards, confident my pelvic bone would come up underneath her clit. The effect was immediate. Brooke moaned loudly and threw her head back, shuddering at the sensations.

“Holy shit!” she gasped, sounding a bit like DJ. “Do that again!”

I grinned. “Like that? You’ll LOVE this.”

Fucking on a hard, uneven bench on a rocky ridge in the woods isn’t the most romantic way of losing your virginity. But Brooke didn’t seem to mind. At first, I tried showing her how she could control the depth while riding on top of me, but my little sister barked, “Teach later. Fuck NOW!”

So we fucked and fucked to an aria of “Unngh!” “Ohhh!” and “Yesss!” If anyone was just down the hill from us, they would be getting an earful. And even when Brooke couldn’t form coherent words, her whimpering moans filled the empty air.

Eventually, I came deep inside my little sister. She was in the throes of what I think was her third orgasm, her legs and arms clutching me so tightly that I thought we’d fall off the bench. But when she felt the hot jets of cum splashing against her insides, Brooke threw her head back and gave me just enough leverage to get us upright once again.

The horny 15-year-old was in a damn hurry to start fucking again after that, dismounting me and letting my cum dribble out of her onto the ground without a care in the world. She pushed me flat on my back across the bench and hovered over my crotch, inhaling my prick and sucking me with an enthusiasm I’d never seen from her before.

Once she got me hard again, Brooke spread her sneakers out wide and bent at the waist, bracing her hands on the bench in an open invitation for me to take her from behind. I was quite obliging, ramming my little sister’s tight pussy while gripping the firm globes of her ass.

Her shrieks of “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” had me worried enough that someone might hear us. But then she started howling, “Fuck me, Ben! Fuck your slutty little sister! Pound my cunt!”

I freaked out that we might be overheard and leaned forward, clapping a hand over her mouth while she continued her muffled shrieking and I felt wet tears splashing my hand as she was so overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body.

Brooke calmed down somewhat after she climaxed again. I took my shirt off then and put it on the edge of the bench as a cushion. Then I turned Brooke around and lay her on her back across the bench, her ass on my shirt as I spread her legs and re-entered her sodden snatch. She reached behind her head to grip the bench for balance and immediately started moaning ecstatically once again.

Brooke wrapped her legs behind my thrusting hips as I pumped in and out of her. I could feel her thighs squeezing and could see her arms flexing as she humped her light body against me with every stroke. She put every ounce of energy she had into fucking back at me, and finally after climaxing one more time, my little sister started to run out of steam. She stopped screaming obscenities and instead just whimpered softly, the tears still rolling down her eyes as she cried in a weak voice, “Fuck me, Ben. I love you.”

“I love you too, baby,” I said softly before bending down to kiss her. And when she let go of the bench and wrapped her arms around my head again, I thrust forward just a few more times before letting myself go, pouring out a second batch of creamy jism into my little sister’s no-longer virginal pussy.

And with my cock still buried inside her, I collapsed onto my sister’s chest, gasping for oxygen. Her chest rising and falling with her own heavy breathing, Brooke stroked my hair lovingly while she moaned and sighed happily in her first post-coital afterglow.

“Wow,” a voice sounded off behind me, momentarily startling the both of us before DJ stepped forward in the dimness and made both Brooke and I exhale in relief.

The young blonde teen just hugged herself while a flashlight dangled from a strap around her wrist. DJ looked at the two of us with a really big smile on her face and sighed happily, “That really WAS beautiful.”