Midnight Swim

 
Midnight Swim:
Fetish Stories
2011-05-16
Midnight Swim

As Don put the car in gear he said, "Please continue, I want to
know what happened."
"Are you sure you want me to continue while your driving, I
don't want to distract you," she teased.
"I must admit that it's an exciting story, at least the way
your telling it, but I can drive and listen at the same time, so
please continue." Don turned right onto Federal Highway.
"Okay, but it gets a bit steamy now. Barney was staring
straight at my ass, so I reached my hands back and grabbed my
ass checks; I pulled them apart and spread my legs as wide as I
could. I knew he could now see my anus and plenty of fiery
pubic hair, maybe even my pussy lips and certainly the tips of
my nipples and the bottom of my breasts because I was leaning
over and looking at him through my legs. 'Do you like what you
see little brother,' I asked? 'You bet,' he exclaimed!"

"I wouldn't mind seeing you like that myself," Don blurted out,
pulling up to the light in the left turn lane. Colleen looked
at Don's crotch, there was no mistaking the bulge in his pants.
The green arrow came on and Don turned onto Ocean Avenue. "So
what did you do next?"
"I stood up with my legs still spread wide and pivoted around
so I was facing him with my legs still spread; then I asked,
'would you like to see me up close?'
Barney couldn't answer fast enough, 'Oh yeah, please sis, and
can I touch you? Please, I'll let you touch me.' Colleen
stopped talking again as the car stopped and Don turned off the
motor. She had been staring at Don's crotch and occasionally
looked up at him to see if he was looking at her so she hadn't
noticed that the bridge across the intercostal had started to go up.

She glanced out the front window and asked, "will it take long?"
"Long enough for you to finish your story, there are at least
two ships to go through."
Colleen continued, "I had Barney sit on my bed and then I stood
just about a foot away from him and spread my pussy lips with my
fingers. His penis was still standing out straight and hard. I
told him he could touch me anywhere he wanted to. He reached
his hand behind me and fondled my ass, pulling me closer as he
stared at my cunt. Before I could stop him he stuck his tongue
out and licked my pussy lips. He licked up and down and tried
to stick his tongue into my vagina. I pushed his head away and
told him to stop that. He immediately took his hands from my
ass and asked if he could touch my breasts. I told him yes if
he was gentle. He began caressing my breasts, his fingers
softly tweaked my nipples that were hard and pointie by this
time. It was strange, I wasn't really turned on, but parts of
my body acted as if I were; my nipples had gotten hard and my
pussy had gotten wet. My brain just wasn't turned on and I was
still in full control.

As Barney played with my breasts I began to fondle his hard
penis, it was hard but the skin was very soft. Barney had no
pubic hair to speak of, only a little bit of fuzz. Very slowly
I stroked his young cock up and down, not really grasping it,
touching it on only one side except for the head. With my other
hand I cup his balls and rolled them around in their sack with
my fingers. After a couple of minutes he started gasping and he
told me he felt really strange but good, 'don't stop,' he
begged. I asked him if he'd ever masturbated before and he
acted like he didn't know what I was talking about. He started
to lean into me trying to hump his hips in rhythm with my slow
strokes or maybe urging me to go faster. I pushed him down so
he was laying on the bed and I got on top of him; my knees on
either side of him and my ass to his face.

He fondled my ass again before he moved his hands up to my
breasts. I continued to stroke his penis that was beginning to
ooze a clear fluid from the slit at the top of its head. I
rubbed the fluid onto the palm of my hand, it was slippery and I
began to grasp his cock lightly in my hand as I stroked it
deliberately up and down. I kept my movements very slow and
Barney started to moan softly with what I was sure was pure
pleasure. He squeezed my breasts a bit harder and I felt his
balls scrunch up. I gave his penis a light squeeze and stopped
my hand, letting it merely hold his rigid member, but I
continued to fondle his balls."

Colleen looked up, it was obvious the effect that her story was
having on Don, he was gazing at her breasts intently. Colleen
looked out the window and noticed another ship start through;
she knew it would be several more minutes before they lowered
the bridge.

"Barney begged me not to stop, he said he'd do anything I
asked. Being perverse even back then I told him to give my
asshole a great big wet kiss. To my surprise he grabbed my ass
checks, pulled them apart and back to his mouth and used his
lips and tongue to give my little wrinkled brown hole a very wet
kiss. I couldn't refuse him after that.

When I resumed my hand job I squeezed his cock harder and this
time instead of a clear fluid his slit oozed a milky white fluid
that was even more slippery. Now I changed the rhythm, a few
fast strokes and then a few slow strokes, then some fast stokes
and I'd pause for several seconds to let his tension build
before I repeated the pattern. About the third time through my
new pattern his balls started to scrunch up again, but this time
I didn't stop I just stroked his cock slow, light and long, from
the tip to the base, barely touch the skin. His cock began to
twitch and more of the milky fluid flowed out, it flowed instead
of oozed and Barney went rigid. When the fluid stopped my hand
and his cock were coated with the slippery stuff. I again
resumed giving my little brother a hand job; only this time I
squeezed his cock a lot harder and used fast long strokes. It
wasn't long before cum shot out from his cock in big gobs. I
kept pumping his cock while he squirmed around. He started to
scream and I pushed my ass and pussy down onto his face. When
his penis stopped twitching I stopped pumping and Barney just
sorted of laid there, like he was too exhausted to move.

I let him lay there and I went into the bathroom to clean up, I
was a bit sweaty and my hands were covered with cum. As I was
sitting on the toilet getting ready to pee Barney walked in. I
asked him if he was all right and he said he was fine, that he'd
never felt anything like that before; then he asked if he could
watch me masturbate or even help. I told him no. He looked
disappointed but he surprised me with his next question, he
asked how girls peed with no penis. I explained that it came
out a small hole just above the vagina and he asked if he could
at least watch me pee and see where it came out. I told him
okay and had him sit in front of the toilet. He set his chin
right down on the seat and I spread my legs wide and held my
pussy lips apart so he would have a good view. At first only a
few drops dripped out and Barney leaned closer, mouth wide open;
I couldn't resist. I leaned back and my brother leaned in even
closer. I shot a stream of golden piss right into his open
mouth; he fell back gulp in surprise and swallowed my pee.
After I stopped laughing, I asked him if he was all right. He
said I couldn't do that again if I tried and I replied that I
could if he was stupid enough to get into the same position."

Don started the car chuckling at Colleen's story; the bridge
was finally going back down. "What happened after that, or was
that the end," he asked?

"Nothing else happened, he got back into the same position and
I tried to squirt piss into his mouth again but I hit him in the
chin instead. It splattered all over him and he had to take a
shower to clean up. While he took his shower I went to my room
and got dressed for dinner."

"That's the only time you and your brother ever did it?"

"Well, Barney wanted to again but it wasn't that exciting for
me and besides there never was another good opportunity. By the
way how often have you and your sister gotten it on and how did
you get interested in sibling sex?"

Don drove across the intercostal and got into the right lane,"
I don't have a sister, I'm an only child, but to answer your
question would take a lot of time. Let's just say that my two
best friends, when I was growing up, were Jimmy and his twin
sister Jamie."

"Come on, I told you, it's only fair if you tell me. How about
over our Irish Whiskey?"

"Okay," Don replied as he stopped for the light that had just
change to red.

"Can you tell me how you talked to so many people, I doubt that
many would tell you what I did, I doubt that I would have if I
hadn't drunk three pints of ale."

"When I was in college I minored in psychology and was able to
get the question on some of our standard forms for sibling
relationships and sex studies and a couple of other studies.
The questions asked if the subject had ever engaged in any
sexual activity with a sibling and then listed several types of
activities; the top one being intercourse and the bottom one
being both parties nude and showing each other their genitals.
We also asked the number of times or the frequency of such
activity and the ages of the participants over the period it
took place; other information included the ages and sex of
siblings. For my research project I eliminated all encounters
that took place when both parties were over 17 or under 10."
The light changed to green and Don turned right onto A1A.

"So what were the results of your research," Colleen asked
inquisitively?
"You're really interested," questioned Don?
"Yes!"
"Well at first the percentage was fairly low, less that 6% and

I had already eliminated all surveys in which there was no
sibling of the opposite sex, but when I eliminated subjects
whose siblings were all more than four years younger or older
the percentage jumped to 17%. The problem was that it stayed
pretty much at 17% regardless of whether the cut was 4 years or
1 year. That didn't seem to make any sense, and I also expected
the number to be a lot higher.

"How many subjects are we talking about here Don?"

"Over 3000, the research took place over five semesters, I
wanted all incoming freshmen to have to fill out the survey form
but the department didn't think they could require that, they
were afraid the administration would be concerned about invasion
of privacy; so all the participants had to be volunteers. There
were lots of other questions on the survey of course, that
survey provided data for some fifteen different projects over
the three years I was involved. The break through came when
another student doing a different study noticed that in large
families, with more than four kids there was almost no sexual
activity among the siblings. When I eliminated large families
the percentage jumped up to 32% and then the age difference also
changed. When only one year separated the siblings almost half
had at least one sexual encounter with their sibling. We also
found that the smaller the family the more likely the siblings
were to engage in sexual activity more than once. Only a small
percentage had engaged in intercourse and less than 2% engaged
in intercourse regularly, but I was surprised that over 25%
engaged in mutual masturbation at least three times.

Don turned into the parking lot of the Holiday Inn Beach Motel,
pulled into a parking space and got out of the car. He went
around the car and held the door for Colleen. "Enough
information, I really don't remember too much more."

"That was really interesting," she said as she accepted his
hand to help her out of his car. They walked into the front
lobby and down the hall by the elevator to the back of the
building and turned right. About half way down the hall Colleen
stopped and unlocked the door; Don followed her into her room.

Colleen went to the bathroom to get glasses while Don looked
out the sliding glass doors at the moonlit ocean. After a
couple of minutes Colleen returned with two glasses about half
full of Irish Whiskey. "Here's to a marvelous evening," she
said, "please sit and you promised to tell me about your twin
friends."

"To beautiful strangers who share their good whiskey," he replied.
They clinked glasses and each took a sip of the excellent whiskey.
"Do you always travel with a bottle of Tully's," asked Don?
"No, this was a gift from Air Canada, to make up for my
briefcase being stolen while I was in their VIP lounge. Now you
promised to tell me your story."

"Okay, I was thirteen, it was the summer before the three of us
started high school. I went over to play with Jimmy and his
sister. As I entered their yard their mom came out of the
garage and called to me, 'Donny, Jimmy and Jamie are upstairs
playing cards, I have to run downtown to do some shopping, will
you tell them that I'll be back in about an hour, the back
door's open just go on up." I said sure and walked to the house
as Mrs. Winston got into her car and drove off.

I went up stairs and looked into Jamie's room, but it was
empty. The door to Jimmy's room was closed and I didn't here
any noise but I didn't knock or anything, I just opened the door
and walked in. There was Jamie stark naked with her mouth
around her brother's penis and Jimmy was fondling his sisters
young but ample breasts. Jamie took her mouth off Jimmy's cock
and said, 'Donny, close the door, do you want my mother to see
us like this.'

I told them that their mom had gone shopping and would be
back in about an hour. Jamie replied that if I wanted to join
them I should take my clothes off and come over. It did not
take me long to remove my jeans and shirt, but the sight of
Jamie's naked body had given me a hard-on and my cock was
sticking out of my boxer shorts so it took a bit longer to get
them off.

I asked them how often they did this and Jimmy replied that
this was the first time. Before I could say I didn't believe
him, his sister said, 'This is the first time I've sucked on
Jimmy's cock, we've watched each other masturbate twice and we
tried exploring each other's bodies one other time but dad came
home early and we didn't get very far. I was touching Jimmy's
penis, getting it all hard and he was touching my breasts,
making my nipples hard when we had to stop or risk being caught.'

I went over to them and started touching Jamie's breast and she
took my stiff penis in one hand and Jimmy's in the other. 'If
you both will kiss and lick my breasts and my pussy to make me
come I'll give each of you a super blow-job,' she said. We both
readily agreed."

"So what did your thirteen year old lover look like Don," asked
Colleen as she drank down the last of her whiskey, "finish that
and I'll get you a refill."

"Okay, why not just bring the bottle out here."

As Colleen got up to get the bottle Don finished his drink and
resumed his story. "Jamie was my height and had full "A" sized
breasts, big for a girl her age. She had honey blond hair a bit
longer than shoulder length and her pussy hair was so blond it
almost looked like she didn't have any pubic hair. She had a
nice tight ass and I'd guess most guys would have thought she
was a bit skinny except for her breasts. Her nipples were small
and pink, a bit smaller than a quarter and her pussy lips were
the same shade of pink as her nipples.

Colleen returned with the bottle, her glass already full and
refilled Don's glass. "I bet you like blonds," she said.
"Blonds are okay, but I'm actually partial to redheads and
yours is the most magnificent color I've ever seen."
"Thank you, it's all natural, maybe I can show you more later
this evening, but right now I want to hear the rest of your story.

"Okay, Jamie laid down on Jimmy's bed and Jimmy started
licking her pussy while I began sucking on her breasts. First
I'd suck one tit into my mouth and then the other, twirling my
tongue around her hard pink nipple. At the same time I was
kneading her firm breast flesh with my fingers. I couldn't tell
what Jimmy was doing but Jamie was gasping and humping her hips
against his mouth.

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