I met Sophie after school on Monday, and we walked hand-in-hand toward her house.
 I'd decided that Friday evening was going to be *the night*, after clearing it
with Jack and Cathy.  Cathy had accepted a baby- sitting assignment for that
night and assured me that the couple would be out until midnight.  Jack had
agreed to stay over at a friend's house.

As we walked and chatted about this and that, I could see on Sophie lovely face
an eager anticipation.  Having told me in no uncertain terms that she wanted the
two of us to have sex, she was expecting me to arrange something soon.  For some
perverse reason, I was enjoying keeping her in suspense, and didn't broach the
subject until we had arrived at her house and were sitting in her back yard
drinking Cokes.

"Are you free this Friday night?"  I asked, innocently.

"Maybe," she said.  "I might have to rearrange my sock drawer. What do you have
in mind."

"Dinner at my house," I said, very casually, and saw her expectations drop.  She
obviously thought I was inviting her over for a family dinner.

"Sure," she replied.

"And maybe some sex as an appetizer, and more for dessert."

"What?" she blurted out, and I had her complete attention.

"Dad's bowling.  Jack's spending the night elsewhere.  Cath is baby- sitting.  I
thought we might spend the evening together... but I know how important it is to
have an organized sock drawer."

"You... jerk!" she said, then whacked my knee.  "You're teasing me, and
thoroughly enjoying it."

I just smiled.

"You've really got it... set up?"  she asked, blushing.

"Yep."

She was silent for a minute, sipped her drink and then asked, "What... um, what
will we do?"

"I figured we grill some steaks and..."

"You asshole, that's not what I mean.  Please, Jake..." she started then stopped,
and took another long pull on her drink.

"I want to know... I don't know what to expect," she said, her face serious.

"Okay," I said, and took her hands in mine.  "I apologize about the kidding
around.  That will stop now."

I looked directly into her eyes and continued, "I'd like you to come over about
6:30.  Everyone will be gone by then.  The first thing I'd like to do is undress
you and see,  touch, kiss... your body.  Then I'd like you to do the same with
me.  Explore each other.  We will have until 11:30 or so, but I think we should
get our first... well, I think we should go upstairs and have intercourse.  It'll
be your first time and there may be some pain... some blood..."

"Yes," she exhaled, and I realized she'd been holding her breath.  "I know."

"Then I think we should go downstairs and cook our meal together.. kiss...
touch... talk... eat."

"I love you, Jake."

"Me too," I said, and leaned in to kiss her.

Just then the back door slid open and Sophie's younger sister came out to the
backyard.  We let go of one another and busied ourselves with our drinks.  Angela
joined us, despite a go-away look from her older sister, and plopped herself down
on the bench facing us.

"I'm bored.  What are you guys talking about."

While Sophie tried to get her sister to leave us alone, first nicely and then
plainly, I studied the girl.  She was thirteen and reminded me of a younger
version of Sophie.  They shared the same thick red hair and bright green eyes. 
Angela's body was just beginning to develop.  Her breasts were the size of small
lemons, and her hips were much narrower than her voluptuous sister.  Angela kept
glancing over at me while she deflected her sister's attempts to get rid of her.

"Angela, hon," I said after awhile, "your sister and I enjoy hanging with you,
but right now we're in the middle of something."

Angela's eyes sparkled, then she said, "Okay, Jake.  Sure thing," and left.

When I turned again to face Sophie, she had a smirk on her face.

"Angela, hon?" she mimicked.

"It worked," I said, shrugging.

"Yeh, right.  It worked 'cause Angela has a serious crush on you. She may be more
in love with you than I am."

I laughed and then raised my eyebrows and said, "Say, little Angela wouldn't be
free this Friday as well, would she."

"You..." Sophie gave up on finishing the thought and grabbed me. I was laughing
too hard to put up much of a fight and soon found myself flat on my back with an
angry Sophie sitting on my stomach.

"I give... I give," I said.  My laughter stopped and I looked up into the flushed
face of Sophie.

"You go near that girl and I'll kill you," she said.

I nodded and said, quietly, "shall we continue were we left off?"

"Yes," she said and in an instant her anger was gone.

"After dinner we'll try some new positions... assuming you're not too sore.  Like
this one."

Sophie blushed and must have felt my growing hard-on between the two pair of
Levi's that separated our sex.  She began to move off me but I held her arms and
shook my head.

"My cock will be inside you," I continued, "and you will be able to completely
control the action by rocking up and down, back and forth." The blush on Sophie's
face intensified, and I could also she was becoming aroused.

I dropped my gaze to her chest and said, "In this position I'll be able to hold
and caress your breasts and nipples... and occasionally lift myself up and take
them into my mouth and suck them."

"Oh, Jesus," Sophie whispered.

"Do you want to hear more?"

Sophie nodded but at that moment the back door opened and we scrambled to
disengage ourselves and, in my case, to cover the bulge in my pants.  Sophie's
mom, armed with her own cold drink and a knowing smile on her face, strolled over
and took a seat on the bench that was occupied by Angela a few minutes before. 
That pretty much ended our conversation about Friday night.



- o -



I managed to meet up with Sophie on Wednesday, and we strolled to her house
together.  Given the frequent interruptions at her house, we took our time and at
one point sat down on a park bench a couple of blocks away.

"I do have to get home soon," she said, explaining that she was expected to look
after her younger siblings after school.

"Sure," I said.

She blushed a bit then asked, "In the time we have, would you tell me more about
Friday?"

"Don't you want it to be a surprise?"

"I like to think about it," she replied, and her blush deepened.

In the few days since I set up this evening, I had been imagining the sex we'd
have, and had jacked off several times to the images of fucking Sophie.  I
wondered if Sophie did the same.

"Do you touch yourself when you think about it?"

"Jake!"

"I do," I confessed.  "I masturbate and imagine making love to you."

Sophie blushed and whispered, "So do I."

I held her hand and asked, "What would you like to try this Friday? This
shouldn't be just my night.  When you... touch yourself, what do you imagine."

Sophie looked away for a minute and then back to me.  "I imagine... I'd like
to... Jesus, Jake... I can't talk about this."

"Okay," I said, disappointed.

"Maybe after Friday, Jake.  I'm too embarrassed about what I don't know."

After a minute she said, "Please continue... y'know, about Friday."

"Where we're we.... ah, it was after dinner and you were riding on top of me
while I played with your breasts."

"Yes," she said.

"I think we skipped a part," I said.  "After our first... fuck," I continued, and
felt Sophie's hand tighten against mine at my first use of that term.  "We will
dress and go downstairs and prepare dinner.  I'd like you dressed in nothing but
a man's dress shirt... I'll borrow one of my dad's, so it's long enough.  No bra
or panties.  Just the oversized shirt with the top three buttons undone.  While
we're cooking and setting the table, I'll be able to see just the hint of your
breasts through the gap in the shirt, and will be able to feel them, or your ass
or... cunt, anytime I want."

"You'll finger my cunt?"  she asked, blushing, not to hear an answer but just to
use the naughty term.

"Oh, yes," I replied.  "Maybe after I get the steaks on the grill I'll put you up
on counter, just on the edge, and eat your cunt until you cum."

Sophie shivered and said, "Oh, God, Jake... I was hoping you'd do that."

"Do you imagine my mouth and tongue in your pussy when you masturbate?"

"Yes."

We rose and kissed hungrily, my hands embracing her ass as she thrust her crotch
up against my bulge.

"I should go," she said when we broke.  We walked the remaining two blocks to her
house in silence.  I had my hand stuck into her back pocket, and could feel her
ass flex and relax, flex and relax, as we walked.

"Call me tonight before you go to bed," I said just before we parted.  "And make
sure nobody's on the extension."

Sophie blushed, nodded and went inside.



- o -



She called a little after eleven.

"Are you ready for bed," I asked after we had exchanged greetings.

"Uh huh," she replied.

"What are you wearing?" I asked.

There was a pause at the other end, and she said, "No, not much," in a
conversational tone.  I figured that someone else was close by and she didn't
want them to know who she was talking to.

"Are you wearing a nightgown?"

"Yep," she replied.

"Panties underneath?"

"Yes," she said.

"Here's what I want you to do," I began.  "Go upstairs to your room and close the
door behind you.  Do you have a lock?"

"Yes," she said.

"Lock it and take off your nightgown.  Stand in front of your mirror and look at
your fabulous breasts, not as Sophie would but as I will.  Hold them, touch them,
pull on the nipples until they're good and hard.  Okay?"

"Yep.  That's right," she said, and I could hear the voice of her father in the
background.  She was having a harder time listening to me and sounding normal.

"Then I want you to slide your hand down your belly and under the waistband of
your panties... down... down until your fingers are over your cunt.  Do you think
it will be wet?"

"Yes, I believe that's right."

"Damn right it'll be wet.  And when you slide a finger over your clit and into
your cunt, it'll get nice and juicy, won't it?"

"Uh huh," she said, her voice cracking a bit.

I heard her dad's voice again and Sophie saying, "I'll be done in a minute, dad. 
Marie needs my help with her answers to the homework."

A few seconds later she got back on the line.

"He's left the room."

"I want you to continue fingering your juicy cunt while you watch yourself in the
mirror and imagine how hot I'll get just looking at your naked body."

"But I'm not naked yet," she said quietly into the phone.  "I've still got my
panties on... covering my cunt."

I smiled to myself and then said, "Very good.  Turn sideways and watch yourself
in the mirror while you slide your panties over your round, white ass and down
your legs.  Do you remember walking home this afternoon, when my hand on your
ass?"

"Yes."

"Think about that when your panties are off.  Think about this Friday when my
hands will be caressing your naked ass.  After you're naked, I want you to lie
down on your bed, face down, with your ass sticking up in the air."

"Okay," she whispered into the phone.

"Then I want you to reach down and finger your cunt.  You should know that I'm
gonna fuck you this way Friday night.  From the rear, I'm gonna fuck my cock into
your juicy cunt until you cum.  Think about that while you masturbate.  I'm going
upstairs right now to jack off, and I'll be imagining me behind you, fucking you
like a bitch-in-heat."

"Oh, God," she cried, a little too loudly, and I worried that she was losing it.

"Goodnight, lover," I said and hung up.



- o -



Aside from a brief hallway chat, I didn't spend any time with Sophie on Thursday.
 Thursday night, however, she called and Cathy answered the phone.  I came into
the kitchen and took the phone from her, and Cathy loitered around while Sophie
and I talked.

"Can you talk?"  asked Sophie.

"Not really," I answered and added, more for Cathy's benefit than Sophie's, "My
pesty sister is in the room."

Cathy stuck her tongue out at me, and about that time my dad came into the
kitchen and got a beer out of the fridge.

"How are things going," I said into the phone to Sophie, silently wishing that
Cathy and Dad would leave the room so I could repeat the phone sex of the
previous night.  Instead, Cathy engaged dad in a conversation.

"I'm doing super," she said, then laughed.  "It sounds like you don't have the
same privacy that you had last night."

"That's right, Sophie," I said, loud enough for all to hear, "it is hard to carry
on a private conversation in my house."

Cathy chuckled and said, "Why don't you call Sophie back from my phone."

Cathy had talked our dad into a private line for her bedroom. Unable to refuse
her anything, he had given her a phone and an answering machine for her
seventeenth birthday, and had a new line brought into the house.

"That would be great... thanks," I said to Cathy, then told Sophie I'd call her
right back and hung up.

Cathy followed me to the stairs and, out of earshot of dad said, "Don't lock the
door just yet."

Sitting on Cathy's bed, my back to the headboard, I got Sophie back on the line.

"Hello again," she said.  I explained that I was now in my sister's room, and
that we could talk freely.

"Good, Jake... I can't wait for tomorrow night."

"Me either."

I could hear her breathing into the phone.  She seemed very relaxed and at ease,
so I asked her if she was alone.

"For now, yes.  Angela and Ralph are in bed, and my folks are in the family room
watching the news.  I'm sitting in the kitchen with a clear view down the hall in
case one of them comes here."

"What are you wearing, sweet Sophie?"

"Just my nightgown."

"No panties?"

"No."

"Hmmmm... do you think that's safe?  You may get a little excited as we talk, and
your cunt will get all wet and juicy."

"I expect so", she said and giggled.

"Wont that be a problem?"

"Ah, I see your point," she said.  "... the juices will leak from my cunt and
I'll have a big wet spot on my nightgown."

"Don't you hate it when that happens," I said and we both laughed. Just then, the
door opened and Cathy slipped in, holding a finger to her lips for quiet.  She
locked the door behind her and approached the bed, a sexy smile on her face.

"Excuse me for a moment," said Sophie.

I put my hand over the receiver and said to Cathy, "I thought I was gonna get
some privacy."

"Just ignore me," she said, grinning.  She sat down on the edge of the bed and
reached over and began undoing my belt.

"I'm back," said Sophie, "and I've taken care of that little problem"

"Oh, how?"  I said.  Cathy had my belt undone and was quietly at work on the
buttons of my Levi's.

"I got a couple of paper towels, folded them and now I'm sitting on them."

"I'm jealous of those paper towels," I said.

"Why?"

"Because they're touching your cunt, and I'm not."

At this Cathy stopped what she was doing and raised her eyes to mine.  She smiled
at me then went back to work.

"But in just about... twenty hours, you'll be touching my cunt, wont you, Jake."

"Oh, yes... probably within five minutes after you get here tomorrow night.

"Hmmm... you'll undress me, right, and finger my cunt."

"And your breasts, and your ass, and your legs.  I'll use my hands and my mouth
to explore your body."

"You'll still be dressed?"

"Yes."

Cathy had my Levi's completely undone and motioned for me to raise my hips off
the bed so he could pull them down.  I eagerly complied, and she pulled my jeans
and underwear down my thighs, exposing my rapidly hardening cock.

"Will you... will you lick my cunt."

"Yes, but only briefly.  Do you think it will be wet and juicy?  How long does it
take for you to get that excited?"

"About five seconds after I see you... or think about you," said Sophie.

Cathy was slowly stroking my cock and it was now fully erect in her hand.

"When do I get to undress you?" asked Sophie.

"After a few minutes, I guess, and you get to explore my body."

"That will be the first time I've seen a guy naked... with a hard cock."

"What will you do with my cock?"  I asked Sophie, and Cathy took that moment to
lean over and kiss the head of my cock.  She then used the tip of her tongue to
spread the pre-cum all over the sensitive head.

"I'll feel it... hold it... kiss it..."

"What else?"

"Would you like me to suck it?"

"This is your chance to explore me, and do what you want."

"I know... but you didn't answer my question."

Cathy at this point was slowly drawing her tongue down the length of my cock and
I had to concentrate in order to sound normal to Sophie.

"If you're asking me, would I like to have the love-of-my-life kneeling naked in
front of me, with her beautiful red lips wrapped around my cock, sucking me, I'd
have to say yes."

"Then that's what I'd like to do," she purred into the phone.  "I'd like to suck
your hard cock until you cum."

"If you do that, make me cum in your mouth, do you realize it'll be awhile before
I get hard again... hard enough to fuck your virgin pussy."

"I guess so," she said.

"And do you realize that I'll fill your pretty mouth with hot, white cum, and
that you'll have to swallow quickly or it'll spill out of your mouth."

"I hadn't thought about that," she admitted.  "What does it taste like?"

"I don't know," I said, fibbing a bit because it would be hard to explain that
I'd tasted my brother's cum as I ate out my sister.

Cathy had the head of my cock in her mouth and was sucking gently.  I steeled
myself to block the pleasurable sensations and tried to concentrate on Sophie.

"I know you've had... experience with other girls, Jake.  Did they suck you off?"

"Yes."

"And did they swallow your cum."

"Yes."

"I will too, then."

"I'd like that."

"And then we'll go upstairs," she prompted.

"Yes, we'll go upstairs, actually to Cathy's room where there's more room."

"Oh?  Wont she mind?"

"We'll clean up after ourselves.  Don't worry about it."

"Okay."

"I'll have the room all set up.  We'll lay down, kiss and caress each other, and
I'll lick your cunt until you're just about to cum, then I'll stop."

"That doesn't seem fair," said Sophie, not really meaning it.

"I want you to cum while I'm fucking you for the first time."

"I do too.  Will you... be gentle with me?"

"Yes, I'll enter you very slowly.  It may hurt when I break though your cherry
but it should pass."

"Hmmm... then you'll be inside me."

"My cock will be in your juicy cunt."

"Yes... you'll be fucking me."

"Uh huh," I said, not trusting my voice to stay normal if I said too much more. 
Cathy's head was bobbing up and down on my cock, and the sensations were driving
me crazy.

"I did what you said last night," said Sophie.

"Tell me about it," I replied, hoping to get her talking.  She described going up
to her room and stripping, and the masturbation that followed.  I took advantage
of these few minutes and placed my free hand on Cathy's head and she took the
signal and began sucking harder as she bobbed up and down.  I held the receiver
against my chest and groaned as my cock blasted load after load of cum in Cathy's
talented mouth.  I waited a second or two to catch my breath, then picked up the
phone again.

"... and I was imagining you behind me, your cock in my pussy, your hands on my
ass, and I had the best orgasm I've ever had."

"That's great, Sophie."

"What should I do tonight?"

"The same thing, Sophie, but this time try to cum twice."

"Okay, coach."

We hung up shortly thereafter.  I thanked Cathy by returning the favor and eating
her out, then went to bed, exhausted.