Jerry Hull
Sister rope lust

Chapter 1

Phyllis Fields made a last-minute check around the bedroom. Everything necessary seemed to be packed for the trip. Mike was dressed and ready. His shaving gear was the last thing to go into his suitcase.

"All set?" he asked his wife.

"I suppose," Phyllis answered. "I've looked and looked, but I know we'll forget something."

"People always do," he said, smiling.

Phyllis sat on the edge of the bed, a worried expression creeping across her face.

"Come on, hon," her husband said, crossing the room and putting his arm around her shoulders. "Bobbi and Teddy will be just fine."

"But they're only babies!"

"They'll soon be thirteen, and they're very smart for their ages. They know how to take care of themselves, "

"If we could have found someone to stay with them,-"

"It isn't necessary. They have the neighbors, and Mrs. Wilson will be in almost every day to cook for them, and they have money, and, "

"Oh, I know," Phyllis Fields said. "But two weeks is such a long time to leave them alone."

"Maybe we can get back earlier. If your father improved, "

"I promised my sister I'd take some of the work off her hands. Oh, Mike, maybe we should take them with us after all."

"You know that's impossible, hon. The show at the school is for the benefit of some very important charities. And Bobbi and Teddy are almost the stars of it. Why, they're even singing one of their own songs. They just can't walk out on it now. I understand their feelings perfectly."

Phyllis could have cried. The twins probably had a deeper sense of civic responsibility than she did.

"You're right," she said, standing up. "Our children are not only the most beautiful and talented kids in this town, they're, they're angels!"

Mike Fields laughed.

"And they understand that our leaving town is an emergency. Now why don't you try to remember that?"

Phyllis Fields smiled at her husband.

"Come on," she said, "let's say goodbye to them and get going. If I wait around any longer, I might not go!"

The twins watched their parents drive away. Standing in the doorway, both dressed in jeans and plaid shirts, it was hard to tell them apart. They were the same height and both had blond hair that was almost white. Teddy's was a bit shorter than Bobbi's, but just as curly. And when Bobbi stood up very straight, the beginnings of very prominent breasts pressed against the material of her shirt. Except for that, they could have passed for one another in a pinch.

"Want to rehearse?" Teddy asked, when the car was finally out of sight.

"Bobbi had a different idea.

"Not right now. There are a couple of things I have to do. Besides, I thought you were rehearsing with Cal Malone on your scene together."

"Yeah," Teddy said. "He'll be over in about a half hour."

"Okay, see you later."

Bobbi made a beeline for her parents' bedroom. She knew exactly where to look for the magazines. She'd seen her father quickly hide them when she walked into the room one morning without knocking. She went to the small smoking stand between the twin beds and opened the door.

Damn! she thought. They aren't there!

Bobbi only had a glimpse of the cover of the book her father had been reading in bed, but the photograph was enough to tell her just what kind of magazine it was. These were strictly adult publications. Some of the girls at school talked about them, but nobody «her age could buy them, even if they knew where to look.

She began to search the bedroom now. Unless her parents had thrown away these books, they'd have to be somewhere! She took a chair from her mother's dressing table and searched the top shelves of the closets. The search yielded nothing. Then she looked in various boxes on the lower shelves, boxes containing hats, old shoes, discarded clothing, odds and ends of things that had been stored away for years. Still nothing.

Her mother's bureau was also devoid of anything very interesting. Her father's was a little bit more intriguing. She found several boxes of contraceptives. "Rubbers," she'd heard boys call them. She knew exactly what they were and what they were used for. She and some of her girlfriends had even played with a box of them once, blowing them up like balloons.

Then in the bottom drawer of her father's bureau, she found the magazines and books. There were over a dozen of them, and Bobbi couldn't believe her good luck!

She didn't waste time looking at them then. She wanted, instead, to get them safely into her own room before Teddy saw her. He was still downstairs, she knew, because she heard the refrigerator door closing when she tiptoed down the hallway. She went into her bedroom, closed the door, and spread the magazines and books out on her bed, making sure she could see the covers of every one of them.

Bobbi was astounded! She hadn't realized that it was possible to buy books with pictures like these. The first one she picked up was the one her father had been reading. She knew it was the same because it was the largest, a full-sized, glossy magazine with a color photograph of a man and woman on the cover. They were both nude and lying on a bed. The picture had been taken between their legs, looking up. Her one thigh was raised, and the man's stiff cock was penetrating her hairy pussy. From the angle of the shot, it was possible to see his buttocks as well as hers, and also his big, fat balls.

Bobbi had never seen an adult man nude before, except on rare occasions when some of her girlfriends brought pictures to school. But those photographs had only been classic poses, never specifically sexy pictures like these. She was surprised to see how much hair the man had on his ass and balls. She wondered if all men did.

The girl reached down and let her hand gently rub the front of her crotch. A warm, tingling sensation had started there, and her other hand almost trembled as she turned the pages.

The same man and woman were in another photograph on the inside cover. In this pose, he was straddling her chest and playing with her big, round breasts. The nipples of her breasts were the largest Bobbi had ever seen. Her own nipples were still quite small, as were most of her girlfriends' that she showered with at school, but she knew her mother's were not this big either, because she had seen her mother dressing one day when she forgot to close the bedroom door all the way.

The woman had her hand wrapped around the man's enormous cock, and she was holding her mouth open to indicate that she wanted to suck it. The photograph Was so clear, and taken in such a good light, that Bobbi could see a little drop of moisture oozing from the tip of the man's big prick. As she stared at the picture, the warmth in her crotch got hotter and hotter, and she began to rub her fingers more firmly against the denim material of her jeans.

On the next page, the photograph almost made the girl's head feel dizzy! The woman's pussy was being pictured in a real closeup, and the man was holding the lips of it apart. Bobbi had never seen what a pussy looked like inside. She had examined herself in the mirror, of course, and she and several of her school friends had looked at each other, but their young cunts were nothing like this. The woman's hole was so open a fat finger could have gone into it without being felt. And the hair that framed the lips was thick and black, becoming even thicker on the lower belly around the vee of her crotch.

Bobbi quickly slipped out of her jeans while she continued to stare at the magazines. She examined her pussy then, darting her eyes back and forth between her crotch and the picture. No, there was no comparison. Her own cunt lips, just starting to show a prominent fullness, were almost devoid of hair. A very fine down of white, white hairs could be seen if you looked in the proper light. Otherwise, it seemed completely bald. She leaned down and tried to separate the lips of her vagina, but they would only stretch so far. She caught the same glimpse of soft pink flesh behind the lips that she had seen many times, but her hole wasn't prominent at all. She could only make it open with her fingers, and she began to do this now while she continued to turn pages of the magazine.

In the next photograph, the woman was sucking the man's cock and playing with his balls. Considering the size of the thick piece of meat, Bobbi couldn't understand how she was able to take so much of it. It was all inside her mouth and throat except for perhaps two inches, and the man's big tool had looked to be ten inches long at least. He was stretched back with his thighs spread, and the balls in her hand looked wet and slimy. Bobbi wondered if the woman had been licking them with her tongue!

The girl's groin was catching on fire now, and she forced two fingers deeply into the cleft of her vagina. She knew how far she could push before the pain started.

Damn my virginity! she thought. I'll have to get rid of it one of these days!

In the next photograph, the man was pushing something up inside the woman's pussy. It was round and long and white, with little ridges running along the sides. Bobbi had never seen a vibrator, but she had come upon an ad in the back of a magazine once that had a drawing of one. This must surely be what the man was using. The girl knew that the plastic object had a battery inside, and that when it was turned on, it made tingling sensations. She closed her eyes for a moment and pretended that it was her own pussy that was getting the vibrator shoved into it. She wished the man in the picture could have been in the bed with her now, pushing her back, spreading her legs! She wondered if her father had a cock so big and thick and fat and beautiful looking, if he ever did these things with Mama, Bobbi's fingers began to move quickly back and forth in her hot little hole now, and the sensation was going to be one of the most intense she'd ever experienced, she knew that for sure! She and her girlfriends had been masturbating alone and with one another for over a year now, and each time seemed to be better and better.

In the next picture, the woman had pushed the man onto his stomach, and she was working the same vibrator up between the cheeks of his ass, shoving it right into his hole!

Oh, no! the little girl thought. Surely a man couldn't, or could he?

The fingers in her pussy were beginning to feel moist.

Downstairs, Teddy was getting bored. It was past time for Cal Malone to show up. Cal was a good friend, but he sometimes forgot the dates he made. Teddy got another glass of milk from the refrigerator, drank it down, and then went upstairs. He decided to sit in his bedroom with the door open and work on a song that was still needed for the school play. If the doorbell rang, he'd hear it.

When he passed Bobbi's room, the "ohhhhhhh" sound he heard was barely audible, but it was enough to make him stop and listen. Normally, he didn't spy on his sister, or anybody else, but there was something in her voice that held his attention.

Bobbi was on her back now, her legs spread and lifted. Her two fingers continued to work their way in and out of her small hole, and she held the magazine up in front of her face. It wasn't necessary to turn any more pages. The photograph she stared at was all she would want to see until her orgasm finally came.

It was a picture of the man's cock penetrating deeply into the woman's pussy. It was a closeup shot. Her legs were pushed up as she lay on her back, and he was on his knees, slightly over her. In the picture, his cock seemed to be coming straight down from above. His balls were tightening up, and nothing was hidden from view. Every hair on her vagina shone in the brilliant light of the picture, and her pussy looked stretched to the breaking point. Bobbi's heart was pounding as she looked at the picture and fingered herself.

"Owwwwwww,!" she grunted softly.

To Teddy, Bobbi sounded almost like she was in pain. He knocked lightly on the door, but there was no answer.

Bobbi didn't hear the knock. Her eyes opened and closed as she began to gyrate her hips and work her fingers in little circular motions. She didn't hear Teddy's voice when he called "Bobbi?" softly from the hallway. In her passion, she could hear only the thrashing sounds she was making on the bed, and the pounding of her heart.

Teddy heard the thrashing sounds too. He wondered if someone were in the room with his sister. That was impossible, he thought, but he tried the door and found that it was unlocked. He opened it a couple of inches and peeked in.

It was the first time he'd seen his sister naked. He had seen her in bathing suits and shorts, of course, but never like this. She had taken off her jeans and unbuttoned her plaid shirt so that it fell away from her body. Her small but beautifully formed breasts were heaving, and he hadn't realized she had so much in that department. Her lovely legs he was familiar with, but he'd never realized what a pretty tummy and ass she had. With her legs lifted the way they were, he had a perfect view of almost every inch of her. He knew exactly what she was doing to herself, but it was a shock. Sure, the guys at school talked about girls doing this sort of thing, but his own sister, he never thought he'd see it with his own eyes!

Then Teddy's eyes caught sight of the magazine that she held in her hand. The page was folded back, and the picture he saw was the one where the man was holding the woman's pussy wide open. Even from across the room, the boy had no trouble seeing exactly what the picture was. He knew that all the pictures in the magazine his sister was reading must be of a similar nature. Where on earth had she gotten such a book? And what was it doing to her?

The boy watched his sister's fingers diving in and out between the lips of her pussy. He felt almost embarrassed to be staring at Bobbi's most private parts, but he couldn't take his eyes away. Also, he felt a swelling in the front of his jeans and a rush of heat like he'd never felt in his life.

While he watched her masturbate, he reached down and saw that his cock was rock hard. He'd played with it many times, even had mutual jerk-offs with some of his friends, but this was different from any sensation he'd ever felt. It was as though hot oil was replacing the blood that ran in every vein of his young crotch.

He wasn't really aware of unzipping his jeans and taking his cock out. Before he knew what happened, it was in his hand, and he was pulling it slowly back and forth, watching his sister roll from side to side now. She dropped the magazine on the bed alongside her, and her eyes were tightly shut as she continued to tear at her pussy with her fingers. She used both hands now, and they seemed to be fighting one another for a feel of the soft, throbbing vagina.

Teddy began to jerk himself harder. He grabbed his balls with his left hand, and his right fist made a blur as he beat his meat with increasing fury. His own breathing was getting as heavy and loud as his sister's, but he didn't care whether she heard him or not. He couldn't help himself. The twins had always reacted similarly in emotional situations. This was no different. His excitement and passion were beginning to match hers, even without the benefit of the sexy photographs. He saw the other books lying around on her bed, and he knew they were probably just as sexy, but at the moment all he cared about was the sight of her naked crotch, bucking in the air, twisting and turning and heaving,

His cock was just large enough to make a good fist-full. He knew he was better equipped than a lot of boys his age, but he'd never given his size much thought. He wondered now if he might not be exactly the right size to fit into Bobbi. The thought of trying to fuck his sister pushed him over the edge, and he had to use all his willpower to keep from crying out when his cum began to gush into his palm. He put both hands down then to catch it. It was more than he'd ever come before, and it was beginning to drip and ooze through his fingers.

"Aaaggghhhh!!" Bobbi cried. She didn't care who heard her, and she didn't know anyone was listening, let alone watching. Her back arched high into the air and froze there, every muscle and nerve of her body at the breaking point. An expression of both pain and rapture came over her face, and slowly, slowly, her clutching pussy let her fingers slide back out of her vagina. Then she sank heavily down on the bed in a state of exhaustion.

Teddy quickly left the doorway and almost ran to the bathroom to clean himself up. He knew he hadn't been seen, but his heart beat fast anyway.

Bobbi felt the stickiness on her fingers. She put them to her nose and sniffed, she flicked her tongue out and tasted the fresh young juices of her passion.

She had always been in the habit of taking an afternoon nap, when she had the time. She'd never outgrown it. As her mind drifted off to sleep now, she wondered what it would be like to pose for pictures like the ones in the magazines that framed her body on the bed.

She and her brother were already celebrities of sorts in their town because of their songwriting talents. And, after all, modeling for pictures was just another form of show biz!

Bobbi smiled and fell asleep.