Losing her cherry changed Jodie's life in more ways than one. Petting and regular making-out weren't enough anymore. The teenager craved cock now and craved fucking.
She thought about letting her boyfriend fuck her. But she wasn't that, much in love with him and when she caught him out with another girl she decided against it.
There was something else that bothered her. Could Jamie tell she'd lost her cherry? Uncle Rick had said a girl looked differcnt when she lost her cherry. If that was the case then she had more than Jamie to worry about. Maybe her folks could sense the change in her too.
She gazed at herself in the mirror for hours at a time and tried to see if she had changed. As far as she could see she still looked innocent and young and virginal. She decided not to worry about it. If her family could sense anything different about her there was nothing she could do about it anyway.
One evening when the adults were all out Jodie lay on her bed listening to a new tape and thumbing through a magazine. The weather was especially warm and the air conditioner in her room was out so she went downstairs and stretched out an the sofa in the den.
She flipped on the television set and settled down to watch her favorite show, aware in some part of her mind that her nightgown was sheer and she should have wrapped herself in a robe.
It's too damn hot, she thought. In any case even though her mother discouraged it, she and Jamie still ran around half-naked in front of each other.
She became absorbed in the television show. She was barely aware that her nightie had crept up to her thighs and her tits almost poured out of the top as she turned onto her side.
She heard her brother walk into the kitchen and open the refrigerator.
'Bring me a Coke, please,' she called out.
She rolled onto her back and smoothed down her nightgown. If she folded the material in a certain way her cunt-muff didn't show too much.
Still when Jamie walked into the room he snickered. 'Man, you're looking good,' he said.
She glanced down at her tits. Her nipples were clearly visible through the sheerness of her nightgown. 'It's too hot upstairs,' she said, extending her hand. 'Where's my Coke?'
'Here,' he said, handing her a can of Coke. 'Move over.'
She moved, her legs to the side and he sat down at the opposite end of the sofa. 'You're drinking beer,' she said. 'Mom'll kill you.'
'She'll kill you too for going around dressed like that,' her twin said, moving his tongue lewdly over his lips.
'Oh, stop that,' Jodie giggled, covering her tits with her hands. 'You're making me self-conscious.'
Jamie gulped his beer and gazed from his sister's boobs to her snatch which was still visible through her carefully arranged nightie. He wet his lips and put his beer can down. He placed his hand on the calf of her leg and she giggled shrilly and pulled her leg back.
'Your hand's wet and cold!' she said.
'That's the only part of me that's cold,' be chuckled.
She smiled, twisting her body seductively and letting her legs fall open very slightly. 'Are you showing off to me?' she said. Her tits rose and fell as her breathing quickened.
'Maybe,' her twin brother said.
He moved his hand back to her calf and then inched his fingers up to her thigh. The teenage girl sat up and moved around until she was sitting next to him.
She took his hand and played with his fingers. 'Are you horny?' she said, tracing her forefinger over the palm of his hand.
'Yeah,' he said.
The twins has always been honest with each other about sex, but now that Jodie had lost her cherry to her uncle she was hesitant about telling her brother. She didn't know why, but she had a feeling Jamie would be jealous.
Now she took Jamie's hand and brought it around her shoulders. 'I'm hot,' she said.
Jodie stared at the television screen. 'Hot like in temperature or hot like in horny?'
The teenage girl giggled. 'Maybe a little of both.'
'Who're you making out with now that you broke up with Chuck?'
'No one.'
'No wonder you're horny.'
Without thinking the teenage girl blurted something out that would change her relationship with her twin brother forever. 'Are you offering to fill in for Chuck?' she said.
Jamie let his fingers trail down to the slope of her tits. Without taking his eyes from the screen he pressed his thigh against her. 'Maybe you could say that,' he said.
Jodie's heart pounded as she tried to control her voice. She didn't want Jamie to know just how excited she was. No matter what happened she wanted him to think she was a virgin. That seemed more important than ever.
Suddenly Jamie's free hand was slipping inside the hem of her nightgown while his other hand slipped inside the top. He touched her bare tit and stroked her silken thigh and eventually touched her jutting nipple.
'That's feels nice,' she said.
'You won't tell Mom, will you?'
'Of course not!'
She moistened her lips end he leaned over and kissed her. The kiss began tentatively, but soon each teenager explored the nectar of each other.
Jamie was the first to increase the pressure of his lips on hers and to snake his tongue into her mouth. Then they were locked together, their lips fused in a passionate kiss. Jodie wrapped her arms around his neck and savored the sweetness of his saliva on her tongue.
His hands were all over her, on her tits and thighs and even on her ass. She twisted around until she sat on his lap and opened her thighs in silent invitation.
He clutched her tits with one hand, gently at first and then more insistently. He caressed her lust-stiffened nipples and explored the contours of her globes.
He dragged his lips from her mouth to her neck and from there to her ear. He tongued her ear and nibbled her lobe and all the while his hand expertly caressed her.
She gasped when he plunged his tongue into her ear. There seemed to be a direct link from her ear to her pussy. Or maybe it was the way he was touching her tits. Maybe the link was from her boobs to her pussy.
'We won't fuck because you're still a cherry,' he said, his mouth becoming more and more demanding.
Jodie shifted her ass on his lap. 'We can do everything else,' she whispered. 'We can make each other feel real good without fucking.'
He snickered. 'I know all about that,' he said, kissing the slope of her boobs. 'I just thought I'd say it.'
One hand continued stroking and caressing her tits. His hand was inside her nightgown, moving from the heavy underside of her boobs to her deep cleavage.
They kissed again and again, tiny hot kisses mixed with long, deep, french kisses. At one point she broke the kiss and stared deeply into her brother's eyes.
'I'm so horny, Jamie,' she said.
'Me too, Sis,' he said.
'I never felt like this before,' she said.
'I won't hurt you, Sis,' he said. 'I promise.' At last he moved his hand into the gulch between her legs.
She gasped. 'You're touching my cunt!'
'Yeah.' He looked solemn.
'It's real wet, isn't it?'
'Yeah, real wet.'
'It's because I'm so hot,' she said, clinging to his neck.
His fingers touched her most intimate parts and she let her legs fall open to give him easy access to her cunt folds. She kissed his neck and ears and fondled his hair as he explored her juicy snatch.
