The JohnsonsChapter 1:
The sun was slowly rising.
It was another one of those hot summer mornings, and the family living in the large two-storied house was wakening. Mr. Johnson woke up to the soft, delightful sound of birds singing outside. He looked down at his wife. Mrs. Johnsons dark hair framed her pretty face in the most lovely manner, and he couldn't help noticing, that the covers had slid down, exposing her firm, well shaped breasts. His pulse sped up a little. Feeling this, he wondered why she never ceased to have that effect on him. He reached out and gently placed his palm on the near breast. She moved slightly, as he slowly stroked her, and after a short while, he could feel her nipple erect against his hand. With the other hand, he moved the covers, which covered her legs and tummy, aside. She was as usual not wearing panties, and he fixed his gaze at the welltrimmed patch of dark hair in her crotch, formed as a triangle with rounded corners, two long sides and one short. He reached out with his other hand and placed it on her pubic hairs. He then began stroking it back and forth with tender movements, and soon, his wife started breathing a little heavier. He moved his right hand from her left breast to the right to continue the massage. He could feel his wife's body tensing and intensified his rubbing of her now wet hole, and seconds later, she gave a moan and climaxed. Her eyes opened slowly, and she shook her head as to clear her thoughts. Suddenly, her eyes widened as she felt his touch and looked down her body to see his hands caressing her breasts and vagina. Her angry, frightened stare was not was he had ex- pected. "Will Johnson, WHAT are you doing?! Get your hands OFF of me!", his wife exclaimed with panic in her voice. As soon as he had done this, she pulled the covers up to her shoulders. "Suzy, What's the matter with you?", he asked softly. "Me? What's the matter with YOU?! Violating your wife while she's asleep!" "Violating? Suzy, I'm your husband. If I can't touch you, then who can? You were looking so beautiful in your sleep and I wanted you to feel good. Why is that wrong?" She could hear the hurt in his voice, and she wished she could take her words back. No matter, whether she was wrong or right, she didn't want to hurt her husband. Will had always been good to her, ever since they married eight years ago. She had honestly believed that he would have stopped doing things to her, now she had turned 30, but obvious- ly, he hadn't. She couldn't quite decide who was in the right, but she felt wrong about it. Still, it had been quite nice. She just felt as if she didn't own her own body. He lowered his head and muttered "I'm sorry, Suzy. Excuse me.." He stood, dressed quickly and left the bedroom. She wanted to call him back, to tell him it was alright, but something held her back. She lay back and tried to relax. Meanwhile, downstairs, their daughter Anne was also awake. But she had been awake for some time already. She was lying in her bed in the room she shared with her kid brother, Andy, who was still asleep. As usual, he had kicked his covers off in sleep, and she could tell he was cold, tossing and turning in only his small undies. He stubbornly refused to wear pyjamas, and Anne had a feeling that it was because of her; her brother wouldn't give her a chance to make fun of him. She wouldn't have, even if she had had the chance. She liked him, and not just because he was her brother. She was sixteen years old, turning seventeen next month, and he was thirteen. Kid brothers that age usually did everything they could to irritate their older brothers and sisters. But Andy wasn't that way; he never made any trouble, not even when she had a date. Not that she had that many. Her father had told her many times, that with her looks, she could pick just about any guy she wanted; Anne just didn't want to date. She didn't think she looked so stunning as her father said. Anne got up and stood before the mirror. She saw a young girl wearing a white T-shirt look back at her. Her blonde hair was a little messy, but even so, it made her look quite pretty as it framed her beautiful face and flowed over her shoulders. Her big blue eyes and the cute little nose fit perfectly with her it framed her beautiful face and flowed over her shoulders. Her big blue eyes and the cute little nose fit perfectly with her soft, sensuous lips. Her legs were not really long, but not short either; actually they were quite muscular, due to her cy- cling to school every day. The school lay at a distance of ap- proximately eight kilometres from the Johnson residence, and her parents had wanted her to take the school bus, but Anne wouldn't hear of that. This way, she could exercise and keep fit, without having to spend time on it after school. Maybe the guys didn't like her legs? Because they were too muscular? She smiled at the thought of a guy fearing for his macho im- age because his girlfriend had more muscles than he did. Or maybe she didn't date so much for fear of exposing herself to others? She heard a noise and looked in the mirror. Her brother was waking up. He got up on his elbows and yawned silently. Without turning, she asked: "Andy, what do you think of my legs?" He turned to look at her, his eyes wide. "What?", he stut- tered. "I want a man's opinion. Do you think they are too muscu- lar?" "N..no sis, I think you have nice legs." She turned to him and smiled. "And you're not just being loyal to your sister? You really mean it?", she said as she sat down on his bed. He nodded without a word, looking in his sisters eyes. His teeth clacked a little bit, and she reached out and held him close. "Oh Andy, you're freezing! You really should be sleeping with a pyjamas, you know". She gave him a hug, then let go. She smiled to him. She looked at him. Andy was built quite strong for a boy his age. He was slim and almost as tall as her; his hair was dark brown with eyes the same color. She regarded him for a moment. Her brother was actually quite handsome, and she mused that he was the type she was looking for; strong, yet sensitive. But he was three, almost four years younger, and she hadn't found anyone her own age with just a slight hint of those qualities. They were always hanging out together, being "cool", or they were too shy to even talk to her. She had felt eyes on her, though, but that wasn't the same as talking to someone, to tell that someone that you loved him (or that he was a nerd who might as well take a hike). Anyway, she didn't understand that anyone would be looking at her. There were many other girls in the class, much prettier than her. He could feel the heat from her body, as she sat close to him. He wondered why she was asking him such a strange question. Or maybe she wasn't teasing? He had always thought that girls knew how beautiful they were, especially his sister. She always seemed so steady, resting in herself, feeling confident but not cocky. In fact, he admired his sister. And to be honest, he was a little bit in love with her. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. And she was also the first girl he ever saw naked. That happened about two years ago, and it still stood clear in his memory. He doubted that he could ever forget entering their room, finding her stark naked, changing clothes. She just smiled to him and continued to pull her panties down, exposing her sex to him. His heart had beat like wild, and he had almost fainted on the spot. Embarrassed and blushing, he had left the room quickly. She followed her brothers gaze, noticing his examining her body. Suddenly, she felt like doing something wild. She took his hand and placed it on her left, tanned thigh, saying: "If you like, you ought to like to touch it too, eh, Andy? Do you like your sisters legs?" Andy thought the whole world had gone crazy. His head was spinning, his breathing heavy, he was freezing, and there was his sister, asking him if he liked her legs! Boy did he like them! But he couldn't tell her that, not his sister. He felt his heart pounding as she pressed his hand against her smooth, soft skin. Her legs were very nicely shaped, and the light brown tan she sported, only served to enhance her breathtaking looks. He couldn't believe he was doing this. Her thigh felt so soft and warm against his fingers, it felt even better than he had ever imagined, and he couldn't help slowly moving his hand back and forth a little, caressing a small part of her thigh. Suddenly, he felt so embarrassed of touching a girl, and he pulled his hand away like if he had burnt his fingers. She smiled and said: "Don't be shy, it wont hurt you to touch me." She looked down his body, noticing his enormous erec- tion. "I can tell that you liked it", she said in a warm voice. She leaned over and sucked one of his nipples into her mouth, flitting it with her tongue. He gasped. She stopped and looked him in the eyes. With a hoarse voice, she started commanding him "Come on now, Andy. Pull your pants down. I won't hurt you; pull them down, slow and easy, yes, that's it. Good boy." Andy trembled as he slowly obeyed his sister, pulling down his tight undies. It caused some trouble because of his erec- tion; it was enormous. In fact, it had only gone stiff one time earlier, when he saw his sister naked. He wondered why. Maybe he was sick. Of course! And Anne wanted to cure him. She smiled to him again, making him feel less uncomfortable. She devoured his rigid member with her eyes. She had never seen such an erection before; the only time she had ever gotten this far with a boy, it had just been swaying around, quite soft-looking. But her brothers penis was as hard as stone, and it seemed huge compared to his young body; she figured it to be about nine inches long. He hadn't grown hairs around it yet, and the skin partly covering the glans was so tender and clean that he couldn't pos- sibly have masturbated ever before. She reached out and got hold of it with her slender hand. He gasped for air at the touch, and he thought he could scream as she began to move her hand gently up and down. "Don't worry, Andy; it's gonna be alright. Just relax and I'll take good care of you," she said in a low, soft voice, as she continued to stroke his big, hard prick. "Oh, sis", he gasped, "what are you doing?" "I'm just making you feel good, Andy. Let me try something. This won't hurt a bit." Without further notice, she suddenly bent over him and slipped his throbbing cock into her warm mouth. "Aauwh!", he exclaimed, then he stuttered "Boy, that feels *real* good, sis!" "Mmhm", she said, sucking his rock hard dick, letting her tongue swirl around his glans. She let her hand play gently with his hard balls. He moaned as his sister pushed his cock as deep in as it could go, sucking on it, licking it. Her mouth was so warm, so wet, so tender against his sensitive glans, and her tongue made him feel so good, that he had nothing to compare this feeling with. He felt strange, having his own sister doing this to him, for some reason, but for every second passed by, he became posi- tive that he wouldn't want her to ever stop. She began pumping her head up and down, making his prick slide quickly back and forth between her soft, wet lips. Her caress made him whimper, and his breathing was rather heavy. Anne could feel that her panties were getting damp, and she shifted her hips so she could rub her crotch against the bed while she sucked off her brother, who was lying on his back, legs spread. She had felt strange about this first, but now, every doubt was wiped clean from her mind. She wanted to do this, and she was enjoying it almost as much as he was. She pulled her head back, sucking only his dick-head, letting her wet lips slow- ly slide over it, kissing it. "*Please* don't stop, Anne!" His voice was almost begging, and he moaned as she mercifully slid her mouth over his hard cock again. She took his hands and placed them on her head while still sucking him. He caught on to her intentions, and softly applied pressure, moving her head down, his prick sliding into her again. "Oh yes, sis! Oh yeah! It's so good! You're so warm!" She rubbed her crotch a little faster against the sheets, on which a large damp spot was quickly appearing. He moved her head faster; with a tight grip in her hair, he enforced a quick tempo to her sucking, fucking her mouth. She felt his hard, now wet cock pumping in her mouth, and she tried to get a lick thrown in whenever possible. She could feel her tits juggle as he moved her up and down, her nipples pressing into the bed on the down strokes. His hips began moving frantic, smashing his dick as deep into her mouth as he could. Then he started thrashing as she lightly squeezed his testicles, making his sperm shoot out through his glans and into his sisters mouth and throat. He screamed as he came, sending long, wild spurts of semen into her. She sucked to the best of her ability, relishing in her brothers sticky jism. She was surprised to feel how good it tasted, and she drank it eagerly. She then lifted her head, let- ting go of his prick. His throbbing cock spurted big white gobs of come onto all of her face. She rubbed his prick against her face as the last drops oozed out, kissing it and taking it into her mouth again for one last time. She felt a bit uncomfortable, shifting her hips back and forth in frustration. Then she smiled at him, as he looked up at her, his eyes filled with awe and gratitude. "Gee-wiz! I've never felt so good before. How did you do that, sis?" "I just sucked your cock, Andy. That's the least a sister can do. It was great, huh?" "Was it ever! Did it feel good for you too?" "Not quite as good as you must have felt, no. But that's alright, Andy. This was my treat." "But can I do something like this to you? Seems I owe you one." "With this, things don't work that way. But if you mean it.." "I'll do anything for you, sis!" "Then maybe it's time you saw my pussy", she said, licking his come off her lips. "You taste good, you know that?" "Do I really?" "Yes", she muttered as she leaned over him and kissed him, sliding her tongue into his mouth. The taste he experienced was totally different from anything else he had ever tasted. By intuition, he decided the salty fla- vour to be coming from himself, mixed with a soft, sweet taste that had be his sister. He sucked on her tongue as she licked his teeth and teased his tongue. Then she broke the kiss and looked him in the eyes as she said: "Lift my shirt up, Andy." He looked at his sister on her knees before him in his bed. She looked even prettier than he remembered her to be, and he felt her beautiful, blue eyes drawing him closer. He got on his knees before her and very slowly lifted up her shirt. She in- stinctively spread her legs as he lifted her shirt, while sliding her skimpy panties down. She held her shirt up, watching him. His gaze was fixed to her crotch as he asked: "Is that your..pussy?". She answered with a whisper : "Yes, Andy, that's my pussy. Like it? " He stared at his sisters perfect triangle, She answered with a whisper : "Yes, Andy, that's my pussy. Like it? " He stared at his sisters perfect triangle, made of short, curly, soft-looking golden hair, proving her to be a real blonde. His voice was filled with awe as he muttered: "Oh yes, sis. It's so *beautiful*!" "Andy, will you do something for me then?", she asked, slow- ly moving so she could lie on her back, removing her panties. "I'll do anything you want me to, sis. *Anything*!" She gracefully parted her shapely legs, exposing her sex to him. "Then lick me. Here.", she said, rubbing her pubic hair. Without a word, he laid himself down between her parted, sweat- covered thighs. He began to carefully lick up and down her wet cunt lips, making her shudder. "Is something wrong?", suddenly frightened. "No. Please don't stop!" Relieved, he again let his tongue play along her wet lips. Then he pushed it in between, parting them. Her fingers reached down and held them there. She felt so perverted, letting her brother lick her between the legs, but most of all, she liked it more than anything else she had ever encountered. Her breathing was heavy as he began to lick around her hole. She tasted wonderful here, even better than her mouth tast- ed. Andy examined his sisters pretty, pink pussy as he ate her. Her interiors were exquisitely designed, soft, wet walls placed tight together. Andy felt his cock grow again as he imagined what it would be like to stick it in here. "Awww", he groaned as his prick drilled its way into the rough sheet. "Andy. Are you okay?", his sister gasped. "It's just my.." His voice trailed off. "Is your cock hurting, Andy?" "Yes", he muttered as he began to lick her again. "Then get up", she said, lifting his head from her wet pussy with the last of her willpower. "On your knees, that's it." She grabbed his already rock hard cock and masturbated him quickly. He gasped, as his sister stroked him whilst rubbing her wet, girlish slit. "Ok, you're ready now, Andy. Fuck me!" He looked at her with glazed eyes. "Come on now, Andy. Fuck me, now! Come into me!" He looked down as he began pressing his hard prick against his sisters cunt lips. Suddenly, he was inside her. "Ohhhh!", his sister yelled. "Are you ok, Anne?", he asked with cracking voice. His sis- ter didn't answer, she just lay there, shaking. He saw blood running out of her cunt and down his cock. Terrified, he said "I'm hurting you, I'm pulling it out!" "NOO!", she cried. "Don't take it out, please! Fuck me, Andy. Won't you please fuck me! Do it to me now!" He began slowly pumping his cock into her, carefully sliding it in. "Faster!", she moaned. He obeyed and started fucking his sister in a faster tempo. The blood coming from her cunt made it easier for him to fuck her, and his prick swelled even more. She began tossing her head wildly from side to side as the wonderful feeling in her pussy only grew and grew. She had never been really horny before, but she was sure she was making up to it now. Her pussy convulsed as she let her juices gush out. He felt her cunt squeeze his cock in a tight grip, and she screamed loud. "Fuck me harder, Andy. Harder!", she pleaded. As he did this, his sister lifted her shirt even higher, ex- posing her gorgeous breast. "These..are my...tits, Andy", she stuttered while her broth- er fucked her pussy. "Do you..arrhh..like...them?" "Oh yeah, sis! Oh yeah!", he moaned, devouring his sisters big tits with his widely opened eyes. "Suck them, Andy. Suck them!" He bent over her, still pumping her cunt, and took a tit into his mouth. They were big, soft and well shaped, and her large pink areolae invited his kiss. The nipples erected in his mouth as he sucked them off in turn, his sister moaning loudly under him. "Stop, Andy. Pull it out. It's too dangerous", she said suddenly. Reluctantly, he pulled his hard, blood-gorged prick out of his sisters wet pussy. "Come on, don't be mad. Stick it in my mouth again", she said. He did as asked, and soon, he was lying crotch-to-face on his sister, fucking her warm, wet mouth as fast as he could. She sucked on his wet cock, licking hard at it with her tongue. She could taste her own blood and the juices from her crotch, blend- ing into a sweet flavour. "AUUGGH!", he screamed as he began sperming into his sisters mouth for the second time. His jism shot into her mouth in long shots, and she lovingly sucked her brothers spurting prick as his sticky, white come overflowed her mouth. They both fell back on the bed, totally relaxed; the only sounds audible being the soft sound of Anne stroking her brothers hair, and their hurried breathing. (not the end) STORY : The Johnsons Part II 31/3-1991 So finally, here is the second chapter. It took a lot of time, and without all the support I've gotten, you wouldn't be looking at it right now. So thanks to all my fans. You're the best! Some points before we start : 1) This is erotica and as such contains *sex*. All you smallminded, frustrated, easily-offended, inhibited people might just as well commit Hara-Kiri now. 2) Also, minors (IMHO, < 16) should not read this. They should also not watch blood movies like "Friday the umpteenth" and "Nightmare on Elm Strt. CIV", but nobody gives a damn about that... 3) Everything depicted below, be it places, names, characters, expressions or opinions, is freely invented by your storyteller and is to be regarded as fiction. Similarity between aforementioned places, names, characters, expressions or opinions and real events is purely coincidental and unintentional. 4) The contents of this material is in no way intended to be derogatory, demeaning or humiliating towards any of the sexes or any kind of sexual behaviour. 5) Very special thanks goes to an unnamed party for proofreading and constructive criticism. 6) This material is copyrighted (C) 1991. It may only be distributed in unchanged form with this header intact and free of charge. 7) Criticism, encouragement and in fact, ALL kinds of feedback, are greatly appreciated. So, without further ado : Here goes...
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