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[Blue Bull]

"O...K, maybe more detail than I needed. But remember how once you'd experienced it, you never wanted it to end?"

"Hmm, how things change. Did he behave well?"

"Yes. He did as told and performed as expected."

"Good."

"Oh Daddy. No worries, you've sired three lusty manly men."

"And you?"

"Lusty as they come. It's kind of nice to be out here as 'one of the guys' and not have to worry about being all lady like and such."

"Not like your mother at all."

We had what any family would consider a normal evening. After Dad had gone to bed I suggested Jason bunk in Jon's room. The reactions were priceless. Jason looked most let down, Jon did all he could to not fist bump Rick. Rick rolled his neck and tried to act all nonchalant. I sent the two younger brothers up to their room and asked Rick to get me a glass of wine. There was a fire going as he settled back on the

sofa next to me.

"OK Rick. And yes we're on first name basis. I'm your girl for the night, let me have the Rick charm. And by the way, I'm real sore from shoveling today, I don't know if I'm up to..." My story was cut short by a kiss. Long, slow, drawn out just right.

"A little wine, some more tasty kisses and you might be ready one of Rick's famous massages. Nearly guaranteed to make you melt and um, maybe be more pliable."

"Hmm, now that sounds enticing. And to think, I was going to give it up to you tonight anyway."

"Nonsense. You deserve the full treatment." We sipped wine and stared at the fire. Rick was a gentleman and held me with an arm around my shoulder, my head resting against his. When I turned to offer him a kiss, he was ready. One led to many, then we locked together, tongues doing their thing. An observer would easily assume we were passionate lovers. Now Rick's hand was caressing my back. I reached back and unhooked my bra. At that moment I didn't want him to have any doubts. Rick being a number of years older than me, I don't remember him dating much when he was home. He was out and on his own when I really got into my teen years so ours was a relationship more of close friends or cousins. Now I believed I would be learning that Rick's gentle boasting with Jon was more truth than anything. I'd lost my shirt along the way, his kisses had moved down along my neck and now he was holding and kissing around my breasts. No eager teenager clamping right onto a nipple, he knew to search for spots that created excitement, that caused me to moan, that had me biting at his neck, nibbling on his ear. I was melting already and the massage hadn't even started yet.

With a tremor I pleaded, "Upstairs." He kissed me gently on the lips, then took my hand and led me. He had no need to stare at my bare breasts, jiggling and swaying, no need to follow my ass, held tight in my jeans, up the stairs. He had confidence, and experience. He knew he had me, knew that I wanted nothing more than to make love to him, so he could wait and let it build. Whatever his needs were, mine would exceeed them by the time we'd joined together.

He closed the door behind me then led me to the middle of the small room. He stood looking down at me, held my chin in his hands, kissed me again. Then his tongue made it's way tantalisingly slow, down my body. Kissing, tongue trailing, my neck, shoulders, tits, stomach. I didn't realize he was on his knees, loosening my belt, snapping open my jeans, all the while kissing my navel, then down, following a line that would have ended if he hadn't slipped down my pants, down to where my underwear would have been if they weren't pooled at my feet. Down across the small bit of hair, one leg now hooked over his shoulder, my hands holding his head for balance as his tongue, found its destination. I swayed, I trembled, he held me around my backside, letting his tongue work alone, lapping at me, pushing into me, causing me to whimper as he found my bud and sucked it into his mouth. He'd said nothing since we were downstairs but I felt I knew him better than ever. He lifted me in strong arms, I threw my other leg over his other shoulder as he clamped onto me, holding me to him as I came and came, my hips writhing, back arching, legs entwined behind him. My fingers had a firm grasp of his hair, my head was back, mouth open, too lost in the feelings to utter a sound, then with an "uuuuuuuuuunh", I was done, slumping over him. He carried me to the bed and lay me out on my stomach. His kissed along my back let me come down and relax.

"R-rick, that was the best one ever."

"Ssh, relax Rebecca. Relax. Every muscle." Then I felt his strong hands, fingers, start at my neck and works their way down my body. Deep pressure, sucking the stiffness and pain from my shoulders and back, butt and legs. Long slow movements. Deep hard massage leaving me calm, relaxed. So so relaxed.

I awoke with a start. Somewhere along the way he'd turned me over and worked on my shoulder and thighs, and my feet.

"Oh my god. I fell asleep. I'm so sorry Rick, I was supposed..."

"Sssh. You were supposed to get a massage and relax. It's only been a couple hours."

"A couple hours? And what did you do?"

"I hope you don't mind. After the massage I lay here looking at you. You're really very attractive. I'd never looked at you like this before." I actually fucking blushed. Then I thought, my brother looked at me naked for two hours?

"Thanks. I uh, don't.."

You don't hear that enough because you wear flannel shirts and jeans and cover up what is a nicely proportioned attractive body."

"Attractive?"

"I could say pretty, but that's something else. You're kind of cute too, but that's something else. It's been a pleasure taking all this in."

"Oh god, I'm again thinking about you staring at me for two hours."

"No staring. Admiring."

"Make love to me Rick."

"My pleasure."

I lost track of time. Rick made love to me. It was the kind where he held my hands in his. He kissed me lightly, and he kissed me deeply. He touched me gently, his fingers tracing lines down my face, along my chin, touching me in places I didn't know would bring me pleasures great and small. His cock moved within me, gliding along my insides, stimulating me, touching spots that caused me to gasp. My toes curled in orgasm when he pressed against me at just the right time, in just the right way. His chest met mine, our bodies were one as he moved slowly, relentlessly, bending his back to let his tongue find mine as his cock drove into me then oh so slowly dragged along inside me. When I had more than my share, he released, his cock throbbing and thickening, fully encased by me as his cum spurted and ran into me, then following as he with drew, slowly pooling at my entrance, collecting there as he lay beside me, holding me.

When I woke in the morning, Rick was showering in the adjoining bathroom. There was a hot cup of coffee waiting for me on the nightstand. I heard the water stop as I sat up in bed sipping from the mug. I almost pulled the sheet up, then realized how silly to be modest. It lay across my stomach as I breathed in the smell of the coffee, feeling as relaxed and fulfilled as any time before. Rick walked from the bathroom toweling his hair, his cock shrunken in the cool air.

"Morning sleepy head. Rest well?"

"Rick, that was unreal. With that routine, how have you not caught someone by now?"

"Well some get the massage. And some get the sex, and some get the rest. But no one has been special enough to me to get all of it together, until now." I smiled at his cheekiness and at the compliment. Then I may have cried just a little.

"No one has ever given me anything like that before."

"You're young. Don't settle for less. You deserve it."

"Thanks Rick. You're quite a man."

We had breakfast with the rest. Jon asked Rick how it was. Rick waved him off.

"It wouldn't be polite kid. Have some manners." Jon scowled and looked over at me. I noticed Rick had turned to Dad, so I mouthed to Jon,

"Fucking amazing."

We got to shoveling again. We were making progress. Rick suggested Dad take a break from shoveling, for his health. He had Jon and Jason take a shift with him. This was just after lunch. I sat with Dad while they were outside.

"Dad, can I ask you a personal question?"

"I suppose why not, I know more about all of you that I ever thought I needed to."

"How long has it been? Since you had sex?"

"Whoa, that is personal." He started to say more, then stopped. "If you must know, probably six or seven years."

"Why?"

"Your mother's decision. She got too old or something."

"At 50? Really? That's unfair."

"Well, I couldn't force her."

"Did you ever, you know?"

"Stray? No. Never. You get the life you get."

"Would you like to?" He stared at me. I wasn't sure if he was shocked, disappointed, angry.

"Are you offering?"

"No one else here is ever going to say anything."

"Why would you want to?"

"For you. However your want. For fun, or to remember, or just to get a good one off one more time." He sat and looked at me. I wasn't absolutely sure, but I stood and extended my hand. When he took it I led him upstairs to his room. When I stripped down he stood looking at me.

"I've seen you in bathing suits of course, but like this, I'm struck by how much your body reminds me of your mother as a young woman."

"Do you want to do it with that woman? Imagine I'm that woman?"

"No, no, no, no, I could never look you in the face and do it. If it's not too crude, could you face the other way?"

"Of course. Doggie style. I'll hop on the bed. Then whenever you're ready." I assumed the position. I felt him getting on the bed. Then his rough old hands touching me. Not caressing actually, more like he was afraid it would burn his fingers. Then as he became more comfortable, his hands cupped my breasts. He held them, perhaps remembering a past time. Then finally I felt a hand on my hip, then his cock pressing against me. He gasped when he felt his cock slide into me. I sighed in appreciation. He held my hips with both hands and slowly rocked back and forth. His cock seemed firm enough, his pace easy, pleasurable. He had a bit more stamina than I expected. I was thinking maybe he couldn't when suddenly he began pulling me harder against him, grunting as he thrust, then one more gasp as his cum escaped into me. When he'd finished he fell alongside me. His eyes were red.

"I'm sorry Rebecca. I shouldn't have." I turned to him,

"It's ok Daddy. It's ok. I wanted you. Just like I want my brothers. We'll never be closer." He stroked my cheek.

"Would it be alright if I rest now?"

"Sure Daddy. Thank you. For everything."

I cleaned up and walked downstairs. The guys had finished another shift and were sitting there watching me come downstairs. I saw three sets of eyes following me until I poured a glass of wine and sat in a chair. I looked at them, from Jason, to Rick, to Jon.

"Yes I did." Jason covered his mouth. Rick nodded. Jon just smiled at me. "Jon, you're tonight. Better bring your A game."

Once you've seen everything and fucked everyone there aren't many sexy games or tell all games to play. Dad was exhausted from our session, so we made dinner and sat around with drinks. We encouranged Jason to ask us anything he wanted about sex and maybe shocked him with stories of our own or things we'd heard or seen in porn. He asked what it was like to do it outside where people could see you and where you could see the sky and stars and all. We assured him that is was exciting and fun.

"Way better than in the back of Dad's car", Jon assured him. We laughed but admitted that Rick and I had both had experiences in cars. After awhile I could tell Jon was getting anxious. This time we left Rick and Jason downstairs and I led Jon to my room. I knew he wouldn't have the skills or patience of Rick, but Jon was pretty hot and his cock was sure going to give me a workout. When we were naked he looked at me and whistled.

"Becky, maybe we should have started messing around together a long time ago."

"I'm not sure that would have been a good idea. We might never have left the house. Now Jon, I want to you fuck me with that thing and don't stop until I beg you." With a grin he lifted me and plopped me down on the bed. I'd decided that Rick had given me enough lovemaking for two nights, I wanted Jon to take me with vigor. He got between my legs then lifted each one over a shoulder, bending me in half as he leaned forward and introduced his thick member to my waiting pussy. He drove that fucker into me, spreading me open then resting against me briefly. He smiled down then began pistoning his ass driving himself into me. I was bouncing on the bed with each thrust, coming up to meet him as he pushed down again. I hooked my hands around his neck and held on for the ride of my life. We bounced and bounced until he thrust deep and unloaded, cum pushing out around his cock as it plugged me up tight. Then before I knew what happened he was out of me and I felt his tongue lashing at my pussy, flicking my clit, thrusting up where his cock had been. His cum didn't bother him as he ate me to a shaking orgasm. When I'd let go of his head he kissed his way up my body and met me mouth to mouth.

"Wow, Jon, so much energy. Whew. Awesome. Really." He smiled.

"I'm not hardly done." Now I smiled,

"Challenge accepted." It was like running a marathon. His recovery period was almost nonexistant, his stores of cum endless. We fucked in ways we thought we were making up. We stretched and contorted and managed to find a way to get his cock stuffed up my cunt. After what seemed like hours we were catching our breath when he asked,

"You ever try anal?"

"Up the ass? Um, yeah I, well a guy and I tried once and it was awful and hurt so we stopped."

"Hmm, too bad."

"You really think you could get this", I held up his recovering cock, "up my ass?" I turned over showing him my ass. "Really?"

"How about this?" He rolled over and scooted down between my legs. He pulled my butt cheeks apart and I soon felt something completely new. Jon had his tongue working around my puckered opening, licking, teasing, prodding at my hole. My first reaction was, "Oooooooohhhh. I don't know, it's ooooooooo, ooooooo, wow." Next I felt two fingers in my pussy teasing around while his tongue pressed against me, then, oh fuck, inside. Just a tiny bit, just, oooh, ooh his tongue, it feels, uuuh. And his fingers, his fingers, searching, touching, probing, aahh, ah yes, that's the spot. Now he had me. My body tensed, relaxed, relaxed. His tongue was moving, inside. His fingers pressing, rubbing. I lifted my ass, I pressed back against Jon's tongue. I made small sounds and came on him. I shivered when he removed his tongue. I looked at him.

"Wow, that was really different. I can't believe you stuck your tongue..."

"I'd do anything to make you feel good."

We actually fucked twice more before we slept. I lost count of the orgasms, really I lost count of everything.

I woke up feeling more tired. We'd overslept. My muscles ached. I was regretting my poor decision in choosing the order of brothers. While truly worn out I also felt fully sexually satisfied for the first time in ages. Maybe ever. Jon had performed well beyond expectations. I looked at him sleeping blissfully and hoped he felt the same for me. I walked bow-legged, or at least I felt that way, to the bathroom. There's no telling how much spunk he'd put in me. Sure I'd cleaned up last night, but there was plenty more now dried on my legs.

Feeling more refreshed I jostled Jon awake.

"Wake up sex machine. Need to finish the snow." There had been another light dusting overnight but we expected to get to the car soon enough. Then whenever the plows got up our way we could escape. My exhaustion must have been evident as I trudged downstairs. Rick looked over at me and chuckled,

"Damn woman, you look woooorn out."

"Yes, yes I am. Your brother is relentless. But in fairness I more or less challenged him."

"It sounded like it from next door." Jason giggled at that. I looked over at him,

"What, you?" He kept laughing,

"Rick was describing what Jon was probably doing to you. Until we got tired and went to sleep. Then you guys woke me up in the middle of the night. I couldn't help but listen. You were LOUD. I um had to go let some out."

I tossled his hair as I went by. "Sorry kid but I need a day, and night, off."

"That's ok, Rick told me already. And we have a surprise for you."

"A surprise?"

"Yeah, get your coffee and follow me." I got a cup, which helped revive me, then followed Jason and Rick out the back. We'd been working the walkway and drive all week, now I saw a small path and the hot tub completely cleared. It was bubbling and steaming.

"Oh, you two. Oh how thoughtful. There's nothing I need more that a good hot soak." Jason was beaming. Rick nodded satisfied. Then said,

"It was Jason's idea. When I suggested that he might want to wait a day, he said we should let you relax in the hot tub." I went over and kissed my youngest brother on the head.

"You're learning right." When Jon came down Rick informed him that he would not be lounging around. Jon, Rick and Jason would finish the driveway, Dad would rest by the fire and I would soak in the hot tub. As the guys gathered their shovels I informed them that I was going out back.

"When you're done feel free to join me. You may gaze upon my nudity as I enjoy the heat." They whooped, then headed out front. I checked on Dad and let him know he was welcome to join me. He declined,

"I think I've had enough sharing this week. And seeing you in the all together might tempt me."

"That's ok Daddy, I told the guys today was my day of rest. I'll be out back neck deep in steaming water."

I stepped in, sat, then sank down letting the water engulf my body. It was hot, but my muscles absorbed the heat and relaxed. My well used pussy needed the rejuvenation. My often groped tits floated on the water. It may have been an hour when I heard the voices. Laughing, teasing. Three young men full of energy. Jon stuck his head out the door.

"Need anything Becky?"

"A glass of wine if it's past noon."

"Close enough." I soon had a glass in hand as Jon looked down at me. "You're fucking amazing."

"And amazing at fucking?"

"That too. I didn't properly thank you for last night. You really pushed my limits."

"I'm not sure you have limits." He laughed and went inside. A short while later three laughing naked men came running out to join me.I was surrounded by cocks again. Three different but pleasing ones. All attached to guys I loved very much. They sat on the far side of the hot tub, giving me my space. Jason soon had a hardon. At his age, looking at tits, of course he did. Rick and Jon sank into the water hiding whatever excitement they felt. I noted Jason's hand moving below the water. Poor kid. I sure wasn't up for participating myself but that's not to say there couldn't be some fun.

"Hey guys. One my day of rest and relaxation, I wouldn't mind a little entertainment." Rick smiled,

"Oh really, our most gracious and sexy sister. What can we do for you?"

For one, sit up on the step so I can observe those cocks of yours." Rick quickly popped up. As expected he was under control and hanging nicely. Jon followed. He too was flaccid. Maybe I did wear him out. Jason followed sporting a hard cock that stood straight out.

"Sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry for. It's a compliment. Now boys, if I were to stretch out up here would it be stimulating enough to get those three cocks good and hard?"

Jason, "Yeah."

Jon, "Hah, because you already are. And what Becky do we do with these hard cocks?"

"I want to look at them. Standing proud and tall because of me." Rick, laughed.

"I suppose, after all you've done for us, it's the least we can do." I rose from the water, letting the cold air raise bumps along my body. My nipples hardened as I stretch my legs out letting the guys see my tuft of hair and the puffy warm lips below.

"What do you think men?" Rick and Jon were looking me over, slowly stroking their cocks as they lengthened and stiffened. I looked back remembering the past nights and how they filled me. Now there were three hard cocks. I licked my lips. Sultry isn't really my thing, but a hand lifting a breast a tongue just barely flicking a nipple, a finger, resting dangerously close to my slit, had three men horny and stroking themselves. "That's it, show me your appreciation. No reason not to let it fly. Go ahead stroke those hard cocks. It was all too much for Jason. He let go an exclamation and sent spurts of cum flying towards me.

"See, Jason gets the idea. I'm honored he finds me so desirable. What about you two?" Now fists were moving faster. If their sexy sister wanted cum, they were going to provide it. Poor Jon had to be on empty after last night but his hand was a blur. Rick grunted and sent copious amounts into the hot tub. I pulled at my nipples, lifted my pussy out of the water, then moved a hand down to separate my lips to show Jon where he'd been. I may have moved a little closer, but when Jon came his spurt surprised me, shooting across and landing on my stomach. Jason looked on amazed. I sank into the water, letting is rinse me as I saw the three spent cocks settle back into the steam.

"Very nice. Quite the display. Now let me rest a little more."

I closed my eyes leaning back in the tub. I knew they could see me and that was ok. They joked about what they'd done and Rick said,

"At least she didn't make us jerk each other." Jon laughed, Jason said,

"Eww." I assured them,

"I'm not mean."

We had dinner with Dad, who was happy that they'd cleared the car.

"We may actually get out of here one day, though I'm not sure you all really want to leave."

"I assured him that I couldn't possibly keep up the current pace." Then he told Rick,

"And run that filter if you've been leaving any mess in the hot tub."

"Yes, Dad."

That night we did play some trivia games and I reminded everyone that I'd be sleeping alone that night. Dad suggested I take his room and he'd bunk with Jason.

"You get a good night's sleep. These guys should be able to make it a night."

"Thanks Daddy."

And rest I did. Stretched out under heavy blankets. It was likely our time at the cabin was coming to an end. I did wonder how it would be once we got home. Obviously they all knew me, in many ways, better than ever. Of course, I knew them better too. Could we behave? What about a night months from now when I was horny and without a date, knowing that Jon, or Jason was right down the hall. Jason, hmm, I did owe him still. Sure I'd taken his virginity a few days ago and introduced him to the joys of sex, but I had kind of promised them a night each. He was no doubt anticipating another chance. Sex with his older sister. I'd have to make it special.

I woke up fairly early feeling truly refreshed. Since I was the first one down, I got the coffee going and rounded up the last of the eggs and sausage. At about the same time Rick and Jon appeared at the top of the stairs. Jon, acting surprised,

"Look who's up early!" I stood with hands on hips,

"A woman's work is never done." Rick offered a compliment,

"And you have done that work admirably." I gave him my best sexy smirk,

"Well, sucking big cocks isn't easy. And having HIS jammed up my who ha is a double workout." Jon smiled,

"Why thank you milady." They came down and helped with breakfast. I follwed up on my last comment,

"I just hope I'm shrunk back to normal or poor Jason will get lost in there." Jon, at the toaster,

"So, you're going to give him another go."

"I did promise all three." Rick looked at me,

"You don't HAVE to do anything. We all appreciate you being there for us. We know it's not happening again. I'll talk to him if you've had enough. Part of growing up is realizing who has final say."

"Thanks, it makes me feel special, like I was sharing with you guys. I haven't felt used or unappreciated. But that's ok. It was fun watching him in his wide eyed wonder. And well, I like sex." The both kissed me on the cheek and got back to setting the table as we heard more rustling from upstairs. Jason came down and hit the food like he hadn't eaten all week. When Dad joined us and announced,

"I'm told the plow should be by here this afternoon", out of the corner of my eye I saw Jason slump just a bit. I kicked Rick's leg and gave him a slight head movement. He got the hint,

"Uh, Dad, it might be late. No sense pushing it. Let's plan to break out of here tomorrow. Get some sun on the roads and all."

Dad looked around the table, "I suppose I'm outnumbered. OK, I'll let your mother know we'll be home tomorrow. If the road's clear I'll go down to Jackson's and catch up with him. You can all....well do whatever you're planning." I looked at him,

"You don't have to leave. You can join us Daddy."

"No, no, I've done quite enough I shouldn't have this week. And remmeber, none of this at home." There was agreement around the table. After Dad left mid afternoon I announced,

"There's no more shovelling. We can hit the hot tub. We can sit around here. Or Jason and I can go have some private time now."

Jason just said, "Oh." Rick suggested,

"Up to you Bec." I held out my hand to Jason. He eagerly followed me up the stairs. At the top we took a right and went to the main bedroom. He looked at me questioningly.

"More room kiddo, and it's more comfortable. Dad will understand." When we got into the room I told him, "Time to learn a few things. First, undress me. With sure steady hands. I'll explain the bra." Jason grinned and went to work. With some small instructions he had me naked in no time. He stood back staring, still amazed, at his naked sister. "OK, now you." I stepped up to him. He was still shorter than me. I kissed his neck and put a hand under his shirt. I felt his chest and placed on of his hands on my right breast. As he kneaded my tit I had a hand behind his head holding him in place as I worked kisses along his face until our lips met. While kissing him I lifted his shirt and broke away just long enough to remove it. Now I sat him on the end of the bed and straddled him. I kissed down his neck, along his shoulders and to his chest. He exclaimed in surprise at his body's reaction to my tongue licking his nipple. I sucked at it and bit him lightly.

"Oh wow Becky, that's so, wow, I didn't know."

"Yes, now imagine how mine feel." I kept kissing down his narrow chest, sliding to my knees to cover his stomach, then down below his navel where sparse hair was beginning to form a line. I kept kissing downward and my hands were sliding his shorts and underwear down, now finding thicker wiry hairs and finally his shaft sticking straight up. I kissed around it and down below, taking one, then the other of his balls into my mouth, pulling at his scrotum with my lips, licking his balls and the line behind them. He was tensing and gasping as I showed him sensitive parts he didn't know he had. I looked up at him from where my tongue flicked back and forth at his cock. "How adventurous do you feel?"

"I-I'll do anything you want. Whatever. Ooooh"

"Tonight's for you Jason. I'll do anything you want."

"I don't know what. I'm just learning. You know way more than me."

"OK then. First I'm going to swallow your cock until you cum in my throat. Then you're going to fuck me like the stud you're becoming."

"Oh god. You're so beautiful. I can't believe...."

"You'll be with lots of pretty girls. I'm just showing you so you'll be confident and treat them right. But remember, not all girls do everything."

"You do?"

"With you, yes. So fuck me like a stud and then you'll be the first to fuck my ass."

"REALLY? You'd let me."

"Hell yeah stud. Now let me get to work."

With all this talk and with his cock sitting in the back of my mouth Jason was shooting cum straight down my throat in no time. I licked my lips then moved up and gave Jason a big kiss. He seemed unaffected by what I'd been doing. I scooted up on the bed.

"OK, now Jason, you will get up close and personal with my lady parts. Scoot down, separate me just so, and look around. Then use your tongue to taste me, all over. Then finally, see this part here where your hand had been. Do that with your tongue. And don't stop."

When he was in postition with his face very up close and personal I could hear him muttering, "Hmm, oh, wow...", as he inspected my parts. Finally when his tongue ran the length of me I moaned, which only increased his eagerness to please. My hips were moving involuntarily, lifting, rotating, tensing and relaxing as he went about his business.

"F-fingers are ok too. You can put them inside. Oh, oh kid, yeah like that." He may have done that all night, but after rocking through an orgasm and feeling like more could be on the way I pulled him up to me. We had a lot of time left. I don't know if it was him being a wise guy, not knowing better, or figuring all is fair, but he engaged me in a long deep kiss, letting me taste myself on him. When he came up for air, he looked at me,

"That's all so cool. Was it ok?"

"Jason, I love everything you do and you're not doing anything wrong and even if you did, you're learning and you'll make girls very happy. Now, I really need what you've got. Fuck me good loverboy." He got in position, got his cock where it needed to go and was rocking me in no time. As expected, his getting right back where his tongue had been quickly had me riding waves of pleasure. For Jason's part he was lost in the feeling of his cock being massaged by my soft insides. Apparently I'd recovered from Jon and was able to grip him tightly. His steady movements, at his age he didn't tire, kept me on the edge, occasionally rolling over. I closed my eyes and let it all wash over me, Jason thrusting, his cock going all the way in then retreating, his hands touching me, fondling my tits, his kisses, the warmth of his body above me. When he began increasing his pace I knew it was coming. I lifted my legs up and spread wide letting him push as far as he could, then leaning into me as his cum burst forth. I wrapped my legs behind him holding his body against mine. "Jason, you really do make me feel nice. When we get home, find yourself a cute girl and have fun."

"You're such a good teacher. And the feeling of your, um, pussy on my cock is the most amazing thing." I held him not wanting the moment to end. To introduce my brother to all this was something I wouldn't forget. But I had kind of promised him one more lesson. I hoped I was ready for it. I asked him to wait a moment and ran back to our room. When Jon and Rick saw me running naked from room to room they called to me from the living room.

"Hey there, woo hoo." I stopped, shook my tits and continued on my way, returning with lotion I thought would do the job. I found Jason waiting patiently his ever ready cock bobbing in the air. I handed him the lotion.

"When I'm ready, lots of lotion. Fingers first, then the main event. We lay together, Jason running his fingers up and down between my cheeks. I was doing the same to him. When he'd slicked up his fingers and began pressing them against me, I clenched tight shut. "Don't force it. Here let me show you." I applied lotion to my fingers and pressed on his anus.

"Oh shit. That's different."

"Can I continue?"

"Y-yeah I guess so." He felt me pushing, felt himself clenching and realized he'd need to go easy on me. When I finally had my middle finger just entering him, he began on me again. Soon we were joined each with a finger in the other's ass.

"Jason, this must be the most ridiculous looking thing ever. Ready?"

"If you are." I got on my knees, bending forward presenting my ass to him. I felt him caressing my cheeks, then take a moment to get his cock good and lubricated. Holding my cheeks he got behind me and let his cock run along my crack. I was getting nervous. All I could think of was the one time and..."

"You're shivering Bec. Are you cold?"

"N-no, go ahead." He again tried holding me in place as he aligned his cock.

"No, you're afraid aren't you?"

"No. Yes. A little." He scooted up alongside me. My youngest brother held me.

"Don't be afraid Becky. I won't do anything to hurt you or make you afraid. Let's forget that. Hold me and don't be afraid please."

I was already somewhat relieved. Jason's arms around me felt so good. I wiped away a tear.

"Thanks Jason. You're so kind and considerate. You're more a man than most guys my age." I looked into his caring eyes and kissed him on the nose. "That was very kind of you."

"I know this is all unusual, but you're still my big sis. And you've given me a lot this week. Years worth of experiences. We can stop now if you want."

"Stop? No. Maybe a little snuggle break here, but we have lots of time for good old fashioned fucking before we leave."

"You have a nice ass."

"Hah. Thanks. If you want to hold it, slip yourself into me from behind. Just make sure you aim for the right hole." I turned and pressed my butt against Jason, then bent my leg up and helped him find the right spot. Then he caressed and held my ass as he slowly rocked into me. After awhile he cupped my breast with his hand and held me tight as he flooded me again. We stayed that way, joined together, pressed tight enough to keep him inside.

"Can I lick your pussy again?"

"You do know there's god knows how much of your cum down there?"

"Oh. That's ok. I want you to cum again."

"You're sweet. Here let me put your hand on the spot like the first time. If you want to look at me up close, wait until I cleanup some."

"Whatever you want." I wish I could find a boyfriend who was so agreeable. Jason let his fingers rub our combined fluids over me, rubbing me, getting me off again until I begged him to stop. "When you cum it's as good as when I do. I mean I feel so good doing it, though when my toes curl when I cum is very cool too." We lay together satisfied. Then we took showers and joined our brothers. We were all actually wearing clothes. I looked at them, my eyes tearing up.

"I've never had one guy, never mind three, take care of me like you all did this week. This is one to remember."

They assured me that I had been so much more than they expected or hoped for. Dad came home, we had dinner and packed up everything for an early exit. Dad went up to bed first, then Jason. After Jon went up Rick and I sat with glasses of wine.

"So you don't feel used or anything? Be honest with me Becky."

"No, not even close. I mean, you're very mature, but even those two, so considerate."

"Good. I don't want anyone to have any hard feelings. It'll have to be our private memory." When I went upstairs I stood by my bed looking over at Jason. Then I took off my PJs and slid in under his covers. He turned to face me, sliding his leg between mine and resting his head on my chest using my tits for a pillow. I stroked his hair and kissed the top of his head.

"Night Becky."

"Night Jason."

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