Message-ID: <2149eli$9707181246@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Francis Dashwood Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (12b/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <199707180127.TAA17669@shaman.lycaeum.org> Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 12b "If you stand up I'll wash you first, then you do the same to me, OK? Mike stood, his cock jutting out proudly from his stomach, his balls hanging loosely down beneath. Lauren took the soap and knelt in front of him, pulling his foot onto her thigh. She soaped in between his toes, up to his knees and around the back of his shins, noticing how much firmer his legs were than Kristal's, and how many hairs he had already. She turned her attention to the other foot, repeating the ceremony and then continuing up his thighs, around to his bottom and finishing with his balls in her hand. With a flannel, she rinsed him down, pleased to see the veins in his cock thumping as the blood provided the strength she yearned for inside. As she soaped the other thigh, she took his cock and rubbed the bar of soap over the bulbous end, pulling his foreskin down gently and running the soap all the way around. Mike held on tightly to her head and the wall, willingly moving his left foot onto the edge of the bath when guided by his naked little sister. She pushed the soap between his legs, lathering his anus until the soap felt sticky and dry. Wetting her hands, she dropped the soap and took his cock in both her hands, rubbing slowly the slick length of his shaft. She continued for several minutes as Mike moaned contentedly with his eyes closed. Lauren turned him round and asked him to kneel down, head low and bottom up to expose his anus. "What for?" he asked "I'm going to clean all of you, all over" "No, this is weird" protested her brother "Hey, honest, it's nice. Please?" Reluctantly, he bent down and knelt as she had asked, She massaged the area with soap, ensuring that he understood her intentions. Very slowly, she inserted her wet soapy finger into the hole, pulled it out, rinsed it and repeated her actions. His hole relaxed, allowing her slippery finger uncontended access to the tight chamber. Lauren was careful not to take him too far, and sensing that he must be somewhere on the way to coming, she stopped and whispered to him. "Now it's my turn. Slowly and gently." Mike turned to face her, pulling her to her feet as he found the soap and, slightly self-consciously, lathered his hands. He washed her feet in turn, moving up to her thighs and covering her pubic area generously with soap. Lauren was pleased that he was in no rush, and that he was taking care to feel his way around her body and explore the centres of pleasure. He made no attempt to push a finger into her vagina, but instead turned her round away from him. Lauren leant on the end of the bath, her little breasts squashed against the cold surface, her bottom up in the air, demanding attention. Mike rubbed the bar of soap through the valley between her cheeks, dropped it and massaged the area to ensure the hole was slippery. He placed his left hand on her back and slid his index finger in less than an inch. Lauren gripped the bath tightly, turning her head to one side on the bath, eyes closed, mouth open as she murmured encouragement. He pushed harder, watching his finger disappear into his sister in a wondrous sight that caused a little cum to appear again on his cock. With all the time in the world, he copied her actions exactly, cleaning his finger and making sure it was slippery before reinserting it, feeling as he did the walls of muscle inside her gripping him so tightly that he thought he might be trapped. When he was sure that she was clean, he removed his finger and massaged the cheeks of her bottom. "Let the water out?" she asked. Taking a towel, she placed it over the end of the bath, turned and leaned back, watching his cock glistening with soap as the water gurgled away. "There's some oil by the sink, can you get it please?" Mike flipped the cap and passed the bottle to her. As he sat back down between her feet and faced her, he pushed his own legs alongside her. She squirted a little oil over each breast, massaging it over her skin with the palm of her hand. She then led a thick trail of oil from her stomach to her thighs and back up over her vagina, allowing it to drip between her pussy lips, down over her clitoris and disappear into the pink folds of her protruding inner lips. Her fingers moved sensuously from her breasts, over her stomach to disappear with the lovely liquid between her long legs. She passed him the bottle and closed her eyes, her stomach trembling as she waited for his touch. "More" Mike sat up, allowing Lauren to part her legs slightly more. He held the bottle over her vagina and squeezed as the clear oil drenched her pussy, collecting around her bottom, making the floor of the bath slippery. He rubbed the oil over her inner thighs, moving slowly towards her vagina as his fingers ensured that every inch of her skin was slippery and oiled for action. She looked at him through half- opened eyes. "Let me see you rub it on your cock" she commanded. Blissfully obeying her orders, Mike got to his knees, held the bottle at the top of his cock and squeezed, watching the little river run from the knob, down underneath his cock and disappear within the hair around his balls. After another squirt, he took his cock in his hand and pulled the foreskin down, rubbing the knob again with his thumb, noting the wondrous shine and the way the veins bulged at the heightened sensitivity of his tool. Lauren moved her feet so they were resting on the edges of the bath, reaching out for his cock as she slid slightly deeper into the bath. She guided him towards her gaping pussy, allowing the tip of his cock to rest at her entrance for only a second before she slid further. Mike dropped the bottle and carefully balanced himself as he withdrew almost all the way and then pushed back in. Lauren held his arms as she stared at him wide-eyed, his powerful cock filling her with warmth beyond all her fantasies. He thrust even deeper as she felt the ribbed veins of his cock meet the tiny ripples inside her and when he stopped slipping into her she realised that he had encountered her virginity. He looked at Lauren in amazement. "Lori. You're sure you want to do this?" Smiling, Lauren sighed and slid quickly down as her feet left the sides of the bath. She felt the slightest twinge as he plunged hard into her, the pubic hair from his balls covering most of her pussy. He took up the rhythm again, without any rush, stroking in and out as he looked at his sister below, the expression on her face changing from surprise to pleasure. The oil spread over their limbs as their excitement grew, and Lauren wrapped her silky legs around his back, pulling him tighter into her, his cock growing noticeably in length and girth. Lauren held on for her life as the thrusting increased in pace, her face now sweaty and her legs aching from their task of helping her brother thrust deeply into her pussy. She was groaning now, as Mike plunged in and out, changing the length of his stroke, withdrawing until he was fully out and then spearing her unmercifully, as he lowered himself slowly, pushing her knees into her chest. Pounding rapidly, Lauren felt her orgasm building, felt him expanding again and heard both of them breathing quickly in time with the cock that ground into her relentlessly. He leaned forward to kiss her ear and as he worked his way round to her lips with his tongue she came, screaming as patterns of light sparked behind her eyes and her legs muscles froze in place. Her throat and mouth went dry as her lungs refused to draw breath and she saw him still thrusting into her, faster and faster. As the wave of orgasm passed over her, he came violently, jerking so hard that she was pushed hard against the bath. She felt the warm flood of semen shooting inside her as he stopped, his arms holding her so tightly that she thought would suffocate, until he started pumping slowly, moaning as he came and came inside her sweet hot body. Lauren slowly unwrapped her legs and noticed the pain in her muscles as she released her grip on his arms. Her brother lay heavily on top of her, still nestling into her ear as they both rolled onto their sides, his cock still pulsing inside her. Their hair was matted in sweat and oil, and stuck to the sides of the bath as they caught their breath and savoured the glow within. Lauren reached down between her legs as if to confirm that there really was a cock in her pussy and wrapped her fingers round the base of his shaft. She noted that his balls had disappeared inside him, leaving crinkled skin where they had been minutes before. Gently, and under a little protest from his sister, Mike moved down towards the taps, leaving her feeling empty and alone as her lips let go of their prisoner and retreated within. "Help me up, please?" she asked, holding out her hand to him as he stood up. Mike took her hand and steadied her as she ensured that her legs would indeed hold her. She wrapped a towel round herself and stood on the bathmat as Mike cleaned himself quickly with a flannel, sensitive to her body language that asked to be alone. He left as she stared at the mirror, anxious to see if she looked any different. With the exception of a sweaty face and messy hair, Lauren decided that there was no difference that anyone would notice. Internally, though, she knew that she would never be the same, a view hastily confirmed as she felt a trickle down her leg. She ran her hand over her vagina, and was not suprised to see a thick white liquid mixed with heavy traces of blood on her fingers. She raised her fingers to her mouth, looking closely at the mixture before smelling it and finally tasting it with the tip of her tongue. She smiled at her experiences of the past few days, at her discoveries and the growing feeling that being a teenager was going to be fun. End of Chapter 12b -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /