16 comments/ 60435 views/ 65 favorites My Sister's Doll By: DaniDavala Chapter One Sharon took my hand and led me into the room. Scott, her boyfriend, and David, his younger brother, were sitting at either end of the couch. I stood in front of them, clasping Sharon's hand, my eyes fixed on the floor. "Here she is," Sharon said. "My little sister Dani." There was a moment's silence. Then Scott let out a long soft whistle. "That's amazing!" he said. "How did you manage that?" "It helps when your little brother has a pretty face and a feminine body," she said. "The rest is in the clothes and the make-up." "Turn around," Scott said. "I want to see the rear view." I turned around. He let out another soft whistle. "Wow! What a pretty ass!" "You like?' Sharon asked him. She led me to the couch across from where Scott and David were sitting and sat down next to me. "Very much," Scott said. "I'm imagining what it would be like to do it with both of you." "Dani doesn't have much experience with boys," she said. "Especially ones as horny as you." She was looking at the bulge in Scott's jeans. He laughed. "Isn't that what older sisters are for? To teach their little sisters about boys?" "Dani, sweetie," she said, smiling, still holding my hand, "there's only one thing you need to know about boys. They really, really want you to touch their cocks." Scott and Sharon were smiling at each other. I realized that, sitting opposite him in her very short skirt, her legs slightly spread, Scott had seen that she wasn't wearing panties. As they looked at each other she spread her legs wider for him. I wondered if he could see how wet she was. "In fact," she added, "I think Scott really wants to show us his cock right now. Would you like to see it, sweetie?" she asked me. I didn't answer. She kissed me on the cheek. "She's very shy," she said to Scott, "but I bet she does. Why don't you show us?" He undid his jeans and pulled them down to his thighs. I stared at his cock. It was very hard and very big. Sharon got up from the couch and walked over to him. Without saying anything, she straddled him, her knees on either side of his body as he lay back on the couch. He lifted up her t-shirt to expose her breasts, and his hands then went to her ass and lifted up her skirt. She took his cock in her hand and guided it to her pussy and lowered herself onto him. I watched them fuck, his big cock sliding in and out of her pussy, his mouth on her nipple, his hands on her beautiful ass. It was the most exciting thing I had ever seen. Sharon turned her head and smiled at me. Then she looked at David, sitting at the other end of the couch. "David. Are you enjoying this?" she asked. "Very much," he said. "Why don't you show us how much?" He cast an anxious glance in my direction. Sharon laughed. "Don't worry," she said. "Dani will like to see too, won't you sweetie?" I wasn't sure that I wanted to, but David undid his jeans and pulled them down. Like his brother, he was very hard and very big. He took his cock in his hand and starting stroking it. I sat looking at Sharon slide her pussy up and down on Scott's cock, then looking over to see David masturbate, then back to Sharon and Scott again. Sharon noticed my glances at David's cock. "Dani, come over here and help David," she said. As though unable to resist, I walked over and sat next to him on the couch. Without thinking about it, I reached for his cock. He let me take it from him. I began to stroke him, tentatively at first, but as his sighs got deeper, more firmly. When I sensed that he was going to cum I gripped him more tightly and stroked him faster. His cock spasmed in my hand as his cum gushed out. I stroked him as spurt followed spurt, thick white semen shooting over his stomach and running down my fingers, his moans mixing with Sharon's and Scott's as they made each other cum. "Thank you," David said. His politeness made me laugh. "You're welcome," I said. I looked at my hand still holding his cock, cum running between my fingers. What now? I thought. What's the proper etiquette after giving a hand job? Do I just let go of his cock and wipe the cum from my fingers? What would I wipe it on? He noticed my confusion and took my hand from his cock and wiped my fingers on his t-shirt. My eyes caught his as he held my hand and wiped it on his shirt and I returned his smile. "It's ten o'clock," Sharon said, lifting herself off Scott's cock. "You two have to leave." She kissed Scott and pulled him to his feet. Scott and David did up their jeans and Sharon ushered them to the door. Chapter Two It's fair to say that earlier that day I hadn't given a moment's thought to the possibility that I might dress as Sharon's little sister and play with her boyfriend's brother's cock. It was a Saturday. My parents were going to a wedding that evening and then staying overnight at a hotel. "Be home by eight," my mother told Sharon and me before they left. "And all friends have to be gone by ten." "That's not fair," Sharon protested. "I'm almost twenty-one, not thirteen!" I could see my mom's point. Last time they went away Sharon had a party that lasted until a neighbor called the cops. "And you," my mom said, pointing at me, "you're going to do what your sister tells you." Now it was my turn to complain. "How is that fair?" I said. "She's the one who threw the party, not me." "Because she's older than you. And because I say so." "She might be two years older," I said, "but she has the mental ability of a day-old kitten." "And no fighting," mom added as she left the house. "Play nicely together." I spent the evening in my bedroom on my computer. Sharon came by about eight to tell me she was bored. "So call a friend or something," I said. "Don't bother me." "Everyone's getting ready to go out tonight. Except me. I'm stuck here babysitting you." "So go see your boyfriend. I won't tell mom that you sneaked out to get laid." "You are so vulgar," she said. "Anyway, Scott's working late tonight." I ignored her, hoping she would leave, but she continued sitting on my bed. "What are you doing," she asked. "Stuff," I said. "What stuff?" "Complicated stuff. You wouldn't understand." "Well, I order you to stop and pay attention to me." I laughed. "Mom said that you had to do what I told you," she said. I laughed again. "If you don't do what I tell you, I'll tell her that you spent the night watching porn on the internet." "No you wouldn't," I said. "Why wouldn't I?" I sighed deeply and turned away from the computer and looked at her. "Because, my darling sister, you are so sweet and honest that you couldn't possibly tell such a lie." "You're right," she confessed. "Why do I have such character defects?" "They're what make you so lovable, sweetie," I said. "So if I'm so lovable pay attention to me," she said. "Please, please, please! I'm so bored! Let's do something! Anything!" "Ok, ok!" I said. "What?" "We can watch a movie," she suggested. I rolled my eyes. Last time we watched a movie we had a big argument when I fast-forwarded to the sex scenes. "Ok. How about we play a game?" "No. You always get upset when you lose." "That's because you always cheat." "That's the only way of getting the games to end." "I've an idea," she said. "Let's play dolls." I laughed. "You're crazy." "But you used to like playing that game." "Yes, when I was nine." "But it would be so much fun! I'd make you look so pretty." "No." "But it would make me so happy!" I rolled my eyes. "And that's meant to mean something to me?" "Ok, then," she said. "I'll make it worth your while. If you let me dress you up, I'll let you see my boobs." "Why do you think I would want to see your boobs?" "Maybe because you've been staring at them so much recently?" I felt myself blush. "I have not!" I said. "And, anyway if you insist on wearing such tight t-shirts without a bra, you have to expect people to look at your boobs." "That's ok, sweetie," she said. "I don't mind you looking." She pulled her t-shirt tight over her chest so I could see the outline of her nipples pressing against the fabric. "Well I don't want to see them," I insisted, and quickly turned back to the computer so she couldn't see my growing discomfort. "Are you sure, sweetie?" she asked, standing behind me and putting her arms around my shoulders. I felt her breasts press against me. "Yes," I said. "What if I sweeten the deal?" she whispered. "Not just my boobs, but everything. You can see me completely naked." I couldn't suppress a sharp intake of breath. She kissed the back of my neck very softly. "Or do you think the idea of seeing your sister naked is too kinky?" she asked. "I wouldn't like to corrupt my little brother." I turned around and looked at her, our faces just inches apart. "How long for?" I asked, my voice hoarse from my growing excitement. "How long can I see you naked for?" "Five minutes." "Not enough," I said. "Fifteen and we have a deal." She kissed me softly on the lips. "We have a deal!" she said. "Come with me, little boy." She took my hand and led me to her bedroom. Chapter Three Sharon and I are our parents' only kids and I'm sure that she wished I had been born a girl. At some point she got it into her head that if I were her doll she could dress me as she liked and that by some magical means I would then become her sister. Our parents thought it amusing at first, but when Sharon reached her teens and still wanted to dress me up as her doll and treat me like her little sister they began to think it a little weird. "So what am I going to wear?" I asked as she lead me into her room, vaguely remembering the frilly dresses and gowns that she dressed me in when I was small. "You'll see in good time," she said. "First, your make-up." "Make up? You didn't say anything about make-up!" "Of course you need make-up. Or do you want to break our deal?" "No," I mumbled. "So sit down in front of the mirror." I sat down and waited for her to apply make-up. She gathered my long blond hair back behind my ears with clasps. Then she applied some eye liner and mascara; then blush; then lipstick. Suddenly, after a few minutes work, everything changed. I saw a girl's face looking back at me from the mirror. I sat staring at my reflection as she applied the final touches. "Voila!" she said, dramatically. "You look so pretty, sweetie." "I do," I admitted. "That is amazing." "And now for your clothes. Take off your shirt and jeans." "What!" "You heard." "But that was never part of our game!" "How do you expect me to dress you if you're still wearing those jeans and that t-shirt?" I pulled my t-shirt off over my head. I stood in front of her in my jeans. "Now your jeans," she said. I hesitated. "But I've nothing on underneath." "Wow!," she said. "I get to see you naked too. Take them off." I undid my jeans and dropped them to the floor. Sharon stood looking at me. "You have such a pretty body," she said. "And I like it that my dear little sister has shaved!" she said. "When did you do that, my dearest Dani?" At some point, long ago, she decided that her little sister would be called Dani. "A few weeks ago," I said, embarrassed that she might have realized that I did it to try to make my cock look bigger. "It's very pretty, sweetie," she said. She stepped toward me and ran her hand up my thigh and alongside my cock, feeling the smooth skin. "And your legs, too! How wonderful." My cock began to stir with her touch. I willed it not to, but it was soon pointing to the ceiling. She pretended to ignore my erection. "You'll look so beautiful in these panties," she said, taking some white bikini panties from her lingerie drawer. "Here," she said, handing them to me. "Put them on." I pulled them on over my legs and up over my hard cock. "Turn around," she said. I did. She stood behind me and ran her hands over my ass. "My little sister has such a pretty figure," she said. "Now the skirt." She had chosen a very small black miniskirt. I put it on. Then a short white camisole, and finally a white silk blouse. Sharon took my hand and led me back the mirror. She stood looking at my reflection, appraising her work. "There's one thing missing," she said. She looked through her dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of thigh high white stockings. "Here, sweetie," she said. "Put these on." I pulled the stockings up over my smooth legs. They didn't reach as high as the hem of my skirt. We stood looking at our reflections in the mirror. She was wearing a white t-shirt and a short skirt. I was wondering what, if anything, she had on underneath. She led me back to bed. I lay on my back with my head on the pillow and she sat cross-legged on the bed facing me. My hard cock was bulging against my skirt. "Why is my little Dani doll so excited?" she asked. "Is it that she likes being dressed in such pretty clothes?" I didn't say anything, and she sat smiling at me. "Or is it the thought of seeing her sister naked that turns her on?" "Maybe," I said. "If you're so excited already, what will happen when I undress?" she asked. "Do you think you'll get too excited?" "I don't know," I said. "It's possible." She lifted up her t-shirt so I could see the bottom of her breasts. "Have you thought about seeing me naked?" she asked. "No," I said. "I think you're lying," she said. "Sometimes," I said. She lifted her shirt up some more so I could see her nipples. My cock gave a little jump. "And did you get excited when you thought about me naked?" "Yes," I said. "And what did you do?" "I played with myself." "My little Dani masturbated herself thinking about me! What a kinky little doll!" She lifted her shirt off over her head. I stared at her body. "So are my boobs as you imagined?" she asked. "They're beautiful," I said. She caressed her breasts and pulled on her nipples. "My nipples get very long when I'm excited," she said. "Would you like to see?" she asked. "Yes," I said, barely able to control my voice. "And my pussy gets very very wet. Would you like to see that too?" She stood up and removed her skirt. She wasn't wearing panties. She sat down next to me on the bed again, her legs spread. She, too, had shaved, and I saw the pinkness of her pussy. "Did my little Dani doll think about my pussy when she masturbated?" All I could do was nod. "Do you think it's right that my little doll should masturbate thinking about her big sister naked?" she asked. "Maybe as a punishment I should make her take off her pretty clothes." As she spoke, she touched herself just above her clitoris with the fingers of both hands. She pulled lightly with her fingers to spread the lips of her pussy. I saw her wetness glistening. "Stand up," she instructed, "and take off your skirt." I did. My cock protruded above the top of my panties. She smiled at me, her fingers still by her pussy. "Now pull down your panties, sweetie." I pulled them down around my thighs and stood looking at her. "So show me what my little doll did when she imagined seeing me naked." My hand went to my cock, and I started stroking it, my eyes soaking in her breasts, her pussy, her fingers now lightly brushing against her pinkness. But then her cellphone rang. She picked it up and looked at the screen "It's mom," she said, answering it. "No," she said, "we didn't go out." "No, no friends are here." "Yes, he's here with me." "We're just chatting." She smiled at me. "Ok, bye," she said finally, putting her phone down and turning back to face me. "So where were we?" she asked, spreading her legs again. But before I could answer her phone rang again. "It's Scott," she said. "Don't answer," I was about to say, but too late. "Hi baby," she said. She listened for a few seconds. "Ok," she said, and hung up. She looked back at me. "He got out of work early. He's outside. With David. I'm going down to let them in." "But it's almost ten," I said. "They have to be gone by ten." "So they can come in for a few minutes," she said. "Then we can resume our game." "I'm not going to hang out in your bedroom dressed as Dani while you're downstairs with them," I said. "So come and join us," she said, pulling on her skirt and t-shirt. "Yeah, right," I said. "Please, sweetie," she said. "They'll think you're so cute." "They'll laugh at me and tell everyone that you dress me as a girl." "They won't. I'll tell them not to. Please sweetie! If you do, I'll do anything you ask." "Anything?" "Anything." She went downstairs and I heard her open the door and let them in. I liked David and Scott but liking people wasn't a good reason for letting them see me dressed as a girl. But Sharon's offer, on the other hand . . . I sat on the bed thinking what I might ask her to do. She came back into her bedroom. "Please come down, Dani sweetie," she said. "I made them both promise that they won't laugh or tell anyone. They really want to see how I've made you look." I looked at her. "When you said 'anything' . . ." "I meant anything. Anything your little doll mind can imagine." I had a pretty good imagination as far as my sister was concerned. "Ok," I said. "I'll come down." I pulled up my panties, put my skirt back on, looked at my reflection in the mirror to check that my make-up hadn't smeared, and followed Sharon downstairs. Chapter Four You already know what happened next. When Sharon closed the door behind them, she came back into the room. I was still sitting on the couch. She sat down next to me and held my hands in hers. "I can't believe I just did that," I said. "Why not, sweetie? Didn't you enjoy it?" "That's just what I mean. I can't believe that I just made David cum and enjoyed doing it." "Why are you so shocked?" "You really don't see? I held David's cock and stroked it until he came over my hand. And my cock was hard while I did it. I suddenly find that I'm turned on by dressing as a girl and playing with a guy's cock! Shouldn't I be shocked by that?" "It was David, sweetie. You've known him for years. He was your counselor when you first went to sleep-away camp." "So that's a relief! It's only touching my former camp counselors' cocks that turns me on!" "So you're shocked," she said. "But isn't it a good sort of shock? Like suddenly discovering you can play the cello or speak Italian. You've discovered a new skill." "I'll be sure to put it on my resume," I said. "Think of it this way," she said. "It takes some people years to find out they like a certain sort of sex. You've found it out in one evening." "I'm meant to feel good that I turned gay overnight?" "Sweetie, it was only David's cock. It doesn't mean that you're going to spend the rest of your life masturbating guys." "You think? Maybe it's a slippery slope." She laughed. "Put that way, it sounds very exciting," she said. "You're not helping." She kissed my cheek. "That's because there's nothing to help you with. You masturbated David. You enjoyed doing it. He's not going to tell anyone. And you've still got a reward to claim for being such a wonderful doll." I had forgotten that. Sharon took my hand and helped me up from the couch. "And knowing my sweet little doll I'm betting that she'll like to claim that reward in my bedroom." She led me back up to her room. "Lie on my bed," she said. She stood next to me and took off her t-shirt and undid her skirt. I stared at her beautiful body. "Did you like watching Scott fuck me?" she asked. "It was incredible," I said. She pulled up my skirt and pulled down my panties to expose my cock. Then she took it in her hand. I gasped. She leaned over and kissed me on the lips. "So what would you like sweetie? What's your reward for being such a good little doll?" My Sister's Doll "I want you to do to me what you did to Scott," I said. "You've thought carefully about that?" she asked, slowly stroking my cock "Yes." She leaned forward and softly kissed the tip of my cock. Then she straddled me and lowered her pussy onto my cock as she had lowered herself onto Scott's big cock. I reached up and held her breasts, half-fearing that she would push my hands away. But she didn't, and I fondled her hard nipples as she raised and lowered herself on my cock. I watched the excitement on her face, and my moans mixed with hers as we fucked. Afterwards I lay in her arms wondering if life could ever get any better. "I love you," I said. "I love you too, Dani sweetie." I thought about what she had said. "What when I stop being Dani. Will you still love me then?" "Yes. As a brother." "And now?" I asked, a little confused. "What are you loving me as now?" "That sounds like a metaphysical question," she said. "And day-old kittens aren't very good at metaphysics." Chapter Five Sunday morning I woke up in her arms. We showered together. Her phone rang as we got out of the shower. It was Scott. She put the phone on speaker while she dried herself with the towel. "Are you allowed out this morning?" he asked. "Our folks are getting back late morning. We have to be here then," she said. "So drive up to the lake and join us. Mom and dad are out of town for a couple of weeks." "Even if we leave right now we'll only have half an hour there before we have to drive back." "That was enough time last night." "You're inviting me up so you can fuck me?" "No, I'm inviting you up so I can eat your delicious pussy. If you happen to beg me to put my cock in your pussy, I probably won't refuse." She laughed. "Is David there too." "Yes. We drove up together last night." "Does he want Dani to come with me?" I looked at her and vigorously shook my head. "I'm not coming," I silently mouthed to her. She ignored me. "Of course," Scott said. "And if he wouldn't, I would." "So you're still thinking about fucking my little sister?" "Would you be jealous?" She laughed. "Not if I could watch," she said. "So you'll come?" he asked. "Ok sweetie," she said, and hung up. "I'm not going," I said. "Yes, you must. It's a road trip. A road trip with sex! What could be more fun?" "No. I'm not dressing as Dani again. And I'm not touching David's cock again." "Why not, sweetie?" she asked. "Don't you like him?" "That's not the point." "Didn't you enjoy making him cum last night?" "Not the point." "Don't you want me fuck me again?" She took my cock in her hand. "I mean," she said, "if you're so set on being so boring I quite understand that you wouldn't want to see me naked again, let alone have me touch you." "That's different," I said. She knelt in front of me and put her lips gently around my cock and ran her tongue over it. "I don't see any difference at all," she said. So she dressed me again. "We'll go as twins!" she said. We both put on very tight cut-off jean shorts and skimpy white t-shirts. "No panties?" I asked. "Why would we need panties, sweetie?" she replied. She quickly applied make-up to both of us. Then she went to her jewelry box and pulled out two ankle bracelets. We stood next to each other looking at our reflections in the mirror. "So cute!" she said. She was right. I put on a baseball cap and pulled the brim down low over my face. She backed the car up close to the house and I hurried to the passenger seat hoping the neighbors wouldn't see me. We were half way to the lake when a thought struck me. "What if we get home after mom and dad get back?" She shrugged her shoulders. "Then mom will be pissed off and will yell at us, I guess." "No. I mean what happens when they see me dressed like this?" She look at me and smiled. "Then you'll have some serious explaining to do, sweetie." Chapter 6 Scott and David's parents' cabin is about forty-five minutes from town. We turned off the main road and drove down a track through the forest. After a few minutes the track ended at the cabin in a clearing with a spectacular view out over the lake. As we got out of the car Scott walked down from the porch to great us wearing just a pair of shorts. "You girls look so amazing," he said. Sharon kissed him on the lips. "Where's David?" she asked. "He went for a swim. He'll be back in a minute." He held her by the waist and pulled her close to him. His hands went to her ass and his fingers slipped into her shorts. She took him by the hand and led him to the cabin. I walked toward the water. As I got closer I saw David swimming towards the shore. When he got there he stood up and walked across the narrow beach. As he approached me I saw that he was naked. He didn't notice me watching him, and for a few seconds I stared at his body, glistening with water in the morning sun, thinking how beautiful he was. Then he looked up and saw me watching. "Dani," he said. "I didn't see you there." He seemed embarrassed by his nakedness. "Hi David," I said. He walked to where I was standing and stood in front of me. "I love how you look in those shorts," he said. "And I love how you look too." We stood looking at each other for a moment, both of us smiling. "Would you like sit in the shade?" he asked. I followed him to a wooden gazebo looking out over the lake. He took a towel from a chair and put it around his waist. We sat on a couch facing each other, not saying anything. As I sat looking at him, his cock began to grow; soon it was hard and pressing against his towel. He blushed and smiled nervously at me. "Sorry," he said. "I was remembering last night." I reached out and undid the towel from around his waist and let it fall open, then sat back and looked at him. "I loved making you cum last night," I said. "It was an incredible orgasm." We sat smiling at each other, our nervousness suddenly gone. I put my hand on his erect cock. I held his shaft, warm and hard, and began to stroke him. He sighed softly. "Is that good?" I asked him. "It's amazing," he said. I stroked him more confidently, squeezing the tip of his cock with each stroke. I watched his face as I masturbated him, seeing his face flush with the pleasure I was causing him. I wanted to see the precise moment he lost control, wanting his cum to splash out over my hand again. With a loud sigh, he came, gush after gush of his cum spurting out. We sat facing each other, my hand still on his cock. "That was so wonderful" he said. "Thank you, kind sir," I said. "I'm so happy that I could give you such pleasure." He laughed at my silliness. "Have you done this to anyone before?" "Never," I said. "So how come I got so lucky?" he asked, smiling again. He took my hand from his cock and put it to his lips. He kissed my palm and the tips of each of my fingers. A small charge passed through my body with each touch of his lips. "I was thinking about you when I woke up this morning," he said. "What were you thinking?" "About how pretty you are. About you touching me. About how much I wanted to undress you and touch you." His hands went to my ankles. Slowly, they moved up my legs to the inside of my thighs until they had reached the bottom of my shorts. "And when I saw you standing by the water in these shorts, I so much wanted to take them off you," he said. He undid the buttons on my shorts and pulled them down my smooth legs. He sat looking down at me, my hard cock pointing up at him. "You are so pretty," he said, running his fingers across the smooth skin around the base of my cock. He lifted my t-shirt above my nipples and leaned forward and kissed them lightly. Then he took my cock in his hand and masturbated me, slowly and gently, caressing my cock with each stroke of his hand, his eyes fixed on mine, watching my face as my excitement increased degree by degree until I was on the point of cumming. He saw my expression change as my orgasm began to build and he gripped my cock harder and I came, my cum splashing over his hand and my stomach and chest. We sat facing each other on the couch, his hand on my cock, my hand on his, my t-shirt still pulled up over my hard nipples, until we heard Sharon and Scott walk down off the porch. "Dani, where are you sweetie," she called. "We have to leave." "We're over here," I shouted. I took David's hand from my cock and kissed his fingers. I put on my shorts and pulled my t-shirt down over my nipples. David put the towel around his waist and we walked back to the car. Scott held Sharon close against him and they kissed. I stood looking at David, standing a few feet away from him. "Bye," he said. "Bye," I replied. Chapter Seven "So, Dani dearest," Sharon said after she had been driving for a few minutes. "So, Sharon dearest," I replied. She briefly turned her head away from the road and smiled at me. "Did you have a nice time?" she asked. "Yes," I said. "Did you?" "Yes," she said," but I want to hear all about your nice time." "There's not much to tell," I said. "Don't be such a tease!" she said. "If you don't tell me everything I'm going to drive really slowly so mom and dad will get back before we do." So I told her everything. About watching David get out of the water naked; about seeing his cock get hard; about removing his towel; about making him cum; about him pulling down my shorts and caressing my cock and making me cum. "That sounds so exciting," she said. "I would loved to have watched." I laughed. "What's so funny?" "I was wondering how I got so lucky as to have a sister who gets turned on by the thought of watching her brother making love with another guy." She smiled at me again. "Was that how it felt, sweetie?" she asked. "That you were making love with David? Last night it was just making him cum." I thought about her question. "It felt wonderful," I said. "He's such a nice guy." "So my little Dani is falling for my boyfriend's brother?" I blushed. "Would that be so bad?" She took one hand off the steering wheel and held my hand. "No, sweetie. It would be wonderful. As long as he feels that way too." I remembered David standing looking at me as Sharon and Scott kissed goodbye and asked myself why he hadn't taken those few steps closer and kissed me. Chapter Eight What with school work and everything I hardly saw Sharon the first half of the next week. Thursday night we were sitting in the kitchen eating dinner. "What are you kids doing this weekend?" mom asked. "Nothing much," Sharon said. "You're not seeing Scott?" mom asked. "Yes. We'll do something, I guess," she said. "What about you?" mom said, turning to me. "I bet he has a date with someone cute," Sharon said. "No," I said. "Not this weekend." "It's only Thursday," she said. "You might get lucky yet." "Don't tease him, dear," mom said to her. "He can stay home with us." "How nice for you, sweetie," she said to me, then put her fingers in her mouth and made a gagging gesture as mom turned away. "Are you ok, sis?" I asked. "You seem to have something caught in your throat." "Let's not get started on what people might catch in their throats," she said, smiling at me. Later that evening she came into my bedroom and kissed me on the cheek. "I've done it!" she said with an air of triumph. "What? Learned to add?" I asked. "No, sweetie. Got you a date for Saturday." "Who with?" I asked in a suspicious tone. "Someone you like." "David?" "Yes!" "Um, sweetie," I said, "I really appreciate your help, but if you had to ask him I don't really think I want to go out with him." "Ok, I was exaggerating my contribution a bit," she said. "He told me he was going to ask you out. I just encouraged him to do it this Saturday to rescue you from an evening in front of the television with mom and dad." I looked at her with a doubtful expression. "It's true!" she insisted. "Saturday evening, at the lake, you and David. It will be so romantic." "Not if you're going to be there too moaning up a storm." "No, sweetie, I won't. Scott and I are going to leave you two young lovers alone." "But you will help me, won't you?" I asked anxiously. "You know, to get ready?" She kissed me again. "You think I'd let my dear little Dani dress herself?" she asked. Chapter 9 So late Saturday afternoon I was driving to the lake. I turned off down a quiet track into the woods a couple of miles from the cabin and took out the make-up Sharon had given me. Then I removed my jeans and t-shirt and put on the clothes we had selected. "Dani will look so sweet in this yellow dress," Sharon had said the evening before. "Isn't it a little . . . you know, boring?" I asked. "It's quite demure," she agreed. "But the last couple of times Dani dressed like a slut. It's good to mix it up. Keeps boys on their toes." "If you say so," I said. "And these panties," she added, handing me a pair of white lacy boy shorts cut very high in the ass. I undressed and put on the panties. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Sharon stood behind me. We both watched as my cock grew hard. "Now try on the dress," she said. I put it on and turned back to the mirror. My erection was clearly visible. "My little Dani isn't looking quite so demure now, is she?" she said. The next day, just before I left for the lake, she came to my bedroom and kissed me on the cheek. "I'm so jealous sweetie," she said. "Your first real date with David. First dates are so exciting." "How can it be a first date when we've already made out?" "That was just fooling around. This is a real date. When you find out if you really like each other. And I want to hear all the details. Every touch, every kiss, every everything. You promise?" "Yes," I said. David was waiting on the porch as I drove up to the cabin. "I want to take you to my favorite spot," he said, picking up a blanket and taking my hand. He led me along a narrow trail as it climbed up to a low bluff overlooking the lake. He spread the blanket on the grass under a tree. I sat next to him in the shade taking in the view. "I'm the only one who ever comes here," he said. "I feel like it's my own special place at the lake." "It's beautiful," I said. We sat sitting next to each other, not touching, both looking at the lake. I waited, knowing that our nervousness would eventually pass. After a few minutes, David turned away from the lake and smiled at me. I returned his smile. "I've been wanting to say sorry," he said. "For what?" "For not saying goodbye properly last Sunday." "What would have been a proper goodbye?" "Kissing you." "There's no need to apologize." "I really wanted to kiss you." "I really wanted you to kiss me." "Then I'm both sorry and stupid," he said, smiling more broadly still. He took my hand in his and leaned toward me. He kissed me, his lips brushing softly against mine. I'll remember that first kiss forever! Then we kissed again, our lips now lingering against each others. And then more firmly still, our mouths now opening to invite the other's tongue into our mouths. His arms went around my shoulders and he pulled me close to him. Then we sat silently again, once more looking at the lake, his arm still around my shoulders. "Do you remember teaching me how to swim here at the lake?" I asked. "Of course," he said. "You were so scared of being in the water." I laughed. "Yes, " I said. "I've never been very brave." "I remember you cutting your foot on a rock and having to take you to the nurse's office." "You lifted me up, dripping wet, and carried me there. And I don't think I ever thanked you." I leaned towards him and kissed him again. "Thank you for rescuing me, David." He laughed and gently pushed me back on to the blanket. "Maybe I should have just kissed it better," he said, taking my right foot in his hand. He leaned down and kissed the top of my foot. "Then all the other kids would have wanted you to kiss their boo-boos." "Do you think I was that popular?" he asked, his kisses now on my ankle. "I don't think I was the only one with a crush on you," I said. His lips made their way slowly up my calf, kissing and licking me as he went. Then my knee. Then the inside of my thigh. Then he lifted up my dress and his kisses reached my panties. His mouth formed around the outline of my cock and his lips and tongue caressed it through the thin material. Then his hands reached for my panties and he pulled them down over my thighs. He took my cock in his mouth and I came, a crashing orgasm sweeping over my body, shocks and aftershocks resonating through me as my cum spilled out into his mouth. He lay down next to me and I lay my head on his shoulder. "That was unbelievable," I said. He kissed my lips. "So you still have a crush on me?" he asked. "An amazing crush," I said. "I've been thinking about you all week." "What have you been thinking?" "About seeing you naked as you got out of the lake. About undoing your towel and holding your cock. About your hands on my cock making me cum. About how you kissed me when you said goodbye." "Sorry," he said. "Oh yes," I said, as though suddenly remembering. "I had to imagine that bit, didn't I?" He kissed me again. "A few more kisses like that, I said, "and maybe I can forget you didn't kiss me goodbye." We lay together in the shade, kissing and exploring each other with our hands. I undid his shirt and took it off him. Then I undid the top of his shorts and slipped my hand into them to hold his cock. I caressed him gently and slowly as we kissed. But I didn't want him to cum in my hand. I sat up and helped him take off his shorts then took his cock in my hand and leaned over so my mouth was a few inches from it. "How do I do this?" I asked. "I'm an expert because I've done it once?" he asked, laughing. "But you did such an amazing job!" "Beginner's luck." "Ok," I said. "Wish me equal luck." I took his cock into my mouth. It felt bigger than I had expected. I formed my lips around it and moved my head slowly up and down, savoring his taste. His fingers intertwined through my hair. I felt them grip me and knew he was about to cum. I felt the first spurt hit my throat, then spurt after spurt filled my mouth and ran out over my lips and chin. I held his cock in my mouth as it started to soften, licking it and sucking it gently. David was smiling at me. "Did I do such a funny job?" I asked. He pulled me down next to him and licked my chin and lips, then kissed me. "No sweetie," he said. "It's just that you had such a cute expression on your face. Part shock. Part pleased with yourself." "And part tramp," I added, "with all that cum running down my face." "Yes," he said. "That part I was too polite to mention." We lay together naked, kissing, touching, talking, until the sun reached the horizon of the lake. We walked naked back down the trail to the clearing carrying our clothes. We sat in the gazebo watching the sun going below the horizon, his arm around me, my head on his shoulder. When the sun disappeared we sat cross-legged facing each other. "It's so beautiful here," I said. "Thank you for inviting me." "You'll come back again?" "Whenever you ask me." We kissed, and as we kissed our hands slowly stroked each other's cocks. We looked into each other's eyes and moaned at the pleasure we were causing each other, our lips and mouths pressing together as we both came. I dressed and we walked to my car. I stood there pressed against David's naked body as we kissed, delaying the moment when I had to leave. My Sister's Doll "Bye David," I said. "Bye Dani," he said. We kissed again, and I got into the car and drove off down the track.