By this time, Cathy was beside herself. She couldn't take it any more.
Her knees started to weaken and she collapsed on the floor, still fingering herself.
Her legs were wide open. Her buttocks muscles rippled as she felt her own orgasm ripple through her. She started to shake, and she came, right there on the hall floor in front of Jimmy's room, the algebra book forgotten on the floor beside her.
Oodles of her juice flowed from her cunt. She felt it trickling down her ass crack, staining her panties thoroughly.
She took several deep breaths, to recuperate from the violence of her orgasm, and then she picked herself up off the floor, adjusted her clothes, and went back to her room.
She wanted to give Jimmy time to recover from his orgasm, and to get dressed. Frigging herself was no longer enough. Cathy figured that Jimmy would need about ten or fifteen minutes.
In her aroused state, that was enough time to frig herself again.
'Damn!' she muttered to herself.
She had been determined to finish all her homework, and here she was masturbating again, so horny that she couldn't even concentrate.
She had never seen a cock shoot scum before, although she knew instantly what it was. It looked so delicious that she felt terribly hungry to taste it. Her affection and desire for her brother grew.
His cock had been every bit as big as her father's, and Jimmy was a very popular boy in school.
So his cock couldn't be too big for the girls, because if it were, they wouldn't go out with him a second time.
Cathy lay down on the bed, after removing her panty hose, and her soaking wet panties. She brought the panties to her nose to sniff them.
She liked the smell of her juices. It turned her on even more than usual.
She wanted something stuffed up her cunt desperately, and then she gasped. She did have something she could stick up her overheated twat!
There were candles in the holder on her bureau. They were nice and thick and white.
She was a little scared about using them, but her desperately horny state made it imperative that she use something.
She went over to the bureau and extracted the candle from its holder, and brought it back to bed with her.
She spread her long, slender thighs wide apart, and pressed the end of the candlestick against her dripping twat. She was a little cautious.
She didn't know if she wanted to break her hymen or not, so her thrusting was shallow.
She started to masturbate with the candle. It got soaked with her juices. She slowly started to draw it in and out of her raw cunt, trying to imitate her father's thrusting motions, to see what it felt like.
She had never felt such pressure in her life. Having the candlestick up her twat was better than her fingers!
She started to moan and whisper to herself.
'Oh, Jimmy, what a nice big peter you've got. Come on, stick it into my cunt. Come on, please? Oh, please, please, Jimmy. I need it so bad. Oh, yes, that's nice. That feels good, that feels very good.'
Cathy started to lick her lips as her mouth went dry with her growing passion. She began to thrust her hips upward, driving the candle in a little further.
'Ohh, yes, lover. Faster, faster, keep it up. Oh, ahhhh! I love it!'
Cathy moved the candle faster and faster, trying to imagine that it was Jimmy's prick.
As her passion grew she thrust it in until the end of the candle came in contact with her hymen. She pulled the candle out somewhat, as she felt a slight sting. She was afraid the candle would hurt her.
Better have a peter push through that barrier between her and her sexuality. She kept pumping in shallow strokes, feeling the candle becoming coated fabulously with her slimy slick syrup. She rubbed her clit with her other hand, and felt more pleasure rising in her. She started to feel her orgasm rippling deep in her cunt. Her juices flowed more freely.
She started to tingle from the top of her head to the toes of her curled feet. She started to feel herself coming.
'Oh, please, please! Make me come with your peter. Jimmy, please, oh, I love it! Please put it all the way in and shoot your juice into me.
Make me come. Let me have it, please!'
She rubbed her clit harder and harder, until she felt the orgasm convulsing her body.
'Ohh, I'm coming, ohhh, that's good! Oh, Jimmy!' she gasped, as her orgasm washed over her violently.
She felt her sex sweat pouring off her body as her orgasm peaked. Her body arched up off the bed, taut with the pleasurable convulsions which ripped through her.
Then her body collapsed suddenly, and she lay still, her lovely chest heaving with her labored breath.
Cathy felt that she had to do something, and do it fast. She thought seriously of going into her brother's room and begging him to fuck her.
But she knew he would get angry, and she didn't want to make him angry, in case she needed a favor from him.
She sighed, and got up. She still had the algebra to do. Reluctantly, she put her panties back on, and her panty hose, and went to her brother's room, knocking on the door.
'Yeah!'
'Jimmy, it's Cathy. I need some help.'
Boy did she need help, she thought. She needed to have her cherry busted in the worst, possible way.
'O.K.,' Jimmy said, and Cathy pushed the door open. Jimmy was at his desk, studying. Cathy felt her cunt creaming as she walked into the room. She remembered what her brother's cock had looked like when he had been masturbating. That would have been enough, but she had seen it shoot, and the thought of all that creamy jizz, which could have been pouring into her cunt, instead of being wasted on his strong manly belly, drove her crazy!
Jimmy helped her with her algebra. It was a difficult chore, because Cathy was so very horny that her mind kept wandering away.
'Come on, Sis!' Jimmy exclaimed with irritation. 'You're smarter than that. What's the matter?'
'Oh, nothing.
'You have a problem?'
Cathy sighed. What could she say? She'd only have another argument with Jimmy, and right now he was being very patient and nice to her. Jimmy was always nice to her except when he was being bossy.
Somehow or other, she managed to get her homework all done, including her history, and the history teacher had given the class an exceptionally long assignment that day.
Then she went to bed. She frigged herself to sleep until well after her parents had gone to bed.
She even got up and went to her parents' bedroom, hoping to see them fucking again, but their door was closed, and when Cathy pressed her ear against it, she couldn't hear anything.
She had probably waited too long.
The next day in school, Cathy really tried to fight the problem of her growing sexual frustration. She paid as much attention as she could in the classes, and raised her hand a lot, just to let the teachers know that she was with it.
Tonight was going to be a fun night, she thought. Her parents were going to a dinner dance, and Jimmy and Cathy would be alone in the house. They usually made some junk food, or ordered in pizza. Their parents were nuts about balanced meals and the two young people seldom got to taste the real garbage food that lots of teenagers liked.
Jimmy came to her table at noon time.
'Do you mind staying in the house alone for a couple of hours?' he asked.
'Of course not, silly!' Cathy said.
'Well, I just wanted to know. I have basketball practice tonight. But I'll be home about eight-thirty. Is that OK with you?'
