point between her thighs. 'You have nothing to do with the look on their face.'
'I have everything to do with the look on their face,' he answered, realizing he must educate his older sister in the facts of life right away. 'They are satisfied because of me.'
'I don't know what you mean,' her voice almost gurgled from the depths of her throat as he pushed her short skirt higher onto her thighs, then she felt a desperate tingling in the depths of her virginal vagina. 'How could they have a satisfied look because of you?'
'Spread your legs and I'll try to explain,' he demanded, his cock pushing demandingly at the material of his pants, then he placed his hands on her knees and applied an outward pressure. 'I'll have to show you; words can't explain the look on their face.'
'Well, if you insist,' she answered, trying to appear the virgin she was. 'However, I don't see how spreading my legs will prove anything.'
He watched her creamy thighs part then his eyebrows raised as he looked at that delightful puffy mound. His cock throbbed as he saw the black hairs of her virgin pussy through the flimsy material of her panties.
God! Judy's pussy looked so damned good to his young eyes. He only hoped he could prove a point to her without making her mad.
His trembling hand reached out to the slitted puffiness of her panties, then he gently squeezed at the virgin softness of her delightful triangle. His forefinger followed the damp crease of her pantie-clad pussy, then he grasped the fullness of her mound in his hand. His third finger eased beneath the elastic and slid into the crevice of her little cunny, then tickled at her swollen clitoris.
'Does that feel good?' he asked, his finger easing deeper into her slippery cleft. 'Do you want me to keep doing this?'
'Yes…oh…God… yes!' she purred, her asscheeks beginning to undulate on the cushion of the couch. 'But I don't see what this has to do with Mother and Martha.'
'The same thing happened to them,' he boasted then his finger slipped into her vagina and shoved into her youthful belly. 'They needed me just like you do. I satisfied them-do you want the same things?'
'Yes… I want the same thing,' her slushy pussy fucked at his thrusting finger, kindling a small fire of desire in the tender depths of her quivering sheath. 'I want exactly the same thing.'
'All right! But you've got to promise you'll forget about the look on Mama and Martha's face,' he demanded as his finger slipped from her grinding cunny. 'You mustn't tell anyone what I did to them.' :
'I won't! I'll never say a word about it!' she promised, then looked pleadingly into his young eyes. 'Just do the same thing to me… please!'
Her plan was working. She was getting exactly what she wanted and she was making him think it was all his doing. She was allowing him to be the expert teacher while she played the part of an unlearned beginner.
'What do I do now?' she asked, trying to sound very innocent and ignorant to her younger brother. 'I've never done anything like this before.'
'Oh, gee! Don't you know anything at all about sex?' he asked, somewhat disgusted with Judy's sudden stupidity.
He saw the sensual gleam in her eyes, then realized she was playing a little game with him, Okay! If she wanted to play the part of innocence he'd gladly play the part of a learned lover.
'NO!' she cooed sweetly. 'I don't know anything about sex; you'll have to show me what to do.'
'All right!' he answered, taking on the role of sexual instructor to his older sister. 'Slide forward on the couch and lean back.'
Judy inched forward on the seat, bringing her rounded asscheeks to the very edge, then she leaned onto the backrest. She looked wonderingly into his eyes from her almost prone position.
'What happens next?' she smiled watching his young eyes dance at the sight of her protruding pantie-clad pussymound. 'Shouldn't I do anything else?'
He didn't answer. That wet crease in her panties was holding his attention. God, Judy's little cunny must be soaked with pussy juices. He licked at his lips, wondering if her pussy tasted anything like his mother's. He'd never gotten the chance to push his tongue into Martha's tender pussy but maybe he'd be lucky enough to taste Judy's virgin juices. There was nothing to keep him from doing it unless she pushed him away. Hell, it was surely worth a try.
He pushed the short skirt up to her waist, then grasped her panties at both sides. His fingers eased beneath the elastic, then he slipped them over the round fullness of her buttocks and hips. His eyes bulged with anticipation as her black-haired pussymound mysteriously revealed itself, then he slid the panties off her beautiful tapered legs. He s stared at the glistening wetness of that virgin cleft, then he licked his lips again as his cock jerked a few times. If he'd been old enough to cum, sticky goo would've been running down his leg by now.
'You didn't answer,' she purred contentedly. 'What should I do now?'
'N-n-nothing!' he stammered as his trembling fingers reached out and stroked the puffy softness of her full mound, then he wished that pretty little cunny was standing open before him. 'Well, maybe you can do something. It'd help a lot if you could get your heels on the edge of the couch and open your legs,'
'Jeez! I don't think I can do that, not with my ass already hanging over the edge,' she answered wonderingly, knowing that if she could accomplish his suggestion, her slippery little snatch would be gaping widely before his dancing eyes. 'You may have to help me.'
She brought her knees upward, trying to find the edge of the couch with her heels. It was no use; her heels wouldn't quite touch. She felt his hands upon her ankles, then he forced her heels onto the cushion at each side of her asscheeks. Her heels dug into the spongy material, sinking deep so they wouldn't slip off the edge, then her knees fell open as her pussy pushed upward, gaping with a sensuality he'd never witnessed. The tendons at the vee of her creamy thighs were stretched to the very utmost, making that beautiful little pussy stand open of its own accord.
The tender petals of her delicate labia unfolded before his wondering eyes, then his cock jerked again. It reminded him of a red tulip in full bloom. He wondered why his mother or Martha didn't have those beautiful petals on their labias. Maybe they did and he'd just failed to see them. The only thing he could think of right now is that pussy before his face. It was the most gorgeous thing in the world.
The blackness of her cunt hair seemed to frame the beauty of her young gash, making the redness of her swollen labia seem even redder. Even the slippery juice of her pussy seemed to stand out like glistening dewdrops. God, Judy's virgin pussy looked good.
His mouth watered as he crawled up to her gaping cunny on his knees, then he looked into the softness of her brown eyes. They seemed to sparkle with anticipation as he got closer and closer to that beautifully opened vee, then as his hot breath touched upon the sensitive area of her virgin labia her eyes lost themselves in unknown desire. It was as if her eyes were dancing wantonly to an unheard exotic orchestra, then his gaze fell to that tight little fuck hole. The tender lips of her vagina were contracting crazily, keeping time to the silent exotic music.
His lips parted as they gently touched the warm softness of her wet labia, then he kissed her openness with such passion it sent chills up and down her spine. He pulled her delicate petals into his mouth, then sucked them into his wanting channel. His tongue fluttered upon them, teased at them, and tasted them till he could stand it no longer.
His sister's virgin juices tasted good. They seemed to have a more tangy flavor than his mother's juices. His tongue slithered farther into her quivering crevice, then shot deep into her contracting fuck hole as his lips fastened to the mouth of her tender vagina. He tongue fucked her I virgin sheath with hot desire as he lapped up her spilling fluids, then his cock started jerking steadily.
'Ooohhh…jeeezzzzz… do something!' she begged as a sudden spasm gripped at her pussy, then die started fucking at his thrusting tongue in a kind of forbidden fantasy. 'Do something… do anything… pleaseeeeeeeee!'
John was experienced enough to realize his sister's pussy was begging for release. He'd seen his mother and Martha act exactly the same way and he knew what to do. His tongue slipped from her hot vagina and teased up the open crease of her quivering pussy, then fluttered delightfully upon the swollen knob of her clit.
'Aaahhh… baby… that's it! Sweet Jesus… I'm falling apart!' she writhed, her seething cunny churning upward at his beautiful tongue, then the spasm in her membranes turned into an orgasm of sheer delight. 'Mmmmmm…do that gently! Mummmm Hummmm… That's The Way! Ooohhh… My Goddd… that's perfect!'
The tip of his fluttering tongue tickled at the small entrance of her clitoral sheath, then she lost herself in wanton passion as her clit suddenly hardened to the bursting point. She seemed to explode inside as her pussy tried
