Bobby Carter and his date were the last to leave the house. Kari and Neal stood in the doorway, arms around each other, waving them goodnight as their car pulled down the block.
"Hey, what time is it getting to be?" Kari suddenly asked.
"Quarter to twelve," Neal answered, glancing at the clock on the living room wall.
"Come on, I've got just enough time to help you get this place picked up before you've got to walk me home," she urged, giving him a quick kiss then turning back into the house, "Don't want your mother coming home to a dirty house do you?"
"She'd expect it," Neal laughed, as he stooped to pick up several beer cans his guests had left on the floor, "Then if she comes home to a clean one, she'll think I'm a good influence on you," Kari smiled, "Never hurts to have the mother on your side when you're out to get her only son."
"He's done been got!" he answered.
"Don't tell her that," Kari replied. "It might upset the whole apple cart. Mother's don't like to learn their little boys have lost their virginity."
"I don't think my mother's that stupid," Neal answered. "Marta's pretty cool, She knows what's going down most of the time."
"You two are close, aren't you?" Kari asked, as she dropped the last of the empties into the trash can in the kitchen.
"Yeah, I guess we are," Neal nodded thoughtfully. "Ever since my dad was killed in Nam, we've been that way."
"Mitch, my stepfather, and Janice and I are like that," Kari said, taking Neal's band and walking back to the living room. "This place still smells like grass. Better open some windows and let it air out tonight."
"Will do," he nodded, then suddenly said, "Hey, I forgot to tell you. I got my admission and registration packet from the university today."
"Great!" Kari grinned. "What day do you register?"
"First day," he answered. "You!"
"Second. That means you can help me through all the hassle," she laughed. "The closer it gets, the more excited I get. Knowing you'll be there too makes it that much nicer."
"Ditto that for me," he smiled, taking her in his arms and kissing her long and gently. "It sounds like a good reason to celebrate to me. Wanna spend the night? Marta won't be home until tomorrow afternoon, I'm sure we could think of something to do until then."
"Are you kidding? You know I would," she smiled. "But as liberal as Mitch is, I don't think he's quite ready for me spending the night with a guy, even one he likes as much as you."
"Can't blame me for trying," he shrugged his shoulders. "I think I'd dig waking up in the morning and finding you snuggled against me."
"I don't think we'd sleep if I spent the night," she replied, pressing herself close, her pelvis swaying seductively against his crotch.
"Be careful, little girl, or you might stir up something you can't handle," he teased.
"I can handle it," she answered with a coy smile. "It's just that I don't have the time at the moment."
"Right," he frowned. "Time to take you home."
"Right," she nodded, slipping her arm through his. "But since it's only next door, we can walk very slowly."
There was a cool breeze outside, lightly stirring the trees. Neal squeezed Kari close, remembering that first night at the lake. It had been a night much like this one. Whether she remembered or not, she returned the hug.
"I don't want to pry, but has your mother ever mentioned any interest in Mitch?" Kari suddenly asked, looking up at him.
"Huh?" Neal glanced down somewhat surprised. "Marta?"
"Why not Marta?" she insisted.
"I don't know. I guess I just never thought of my mother having an interest in another man," Neal replied. "I can't remember her even going out once since my father was killed eight years ago."
"What a waste!" Kari shook her head. "Your mother is quite an attractive woman."
"Shameless hussy!" Neal chuckled. "Maybe dear ole mom doesn't share your sexual appetites."
"I hope not," Kari laughed. "I don't know how I would react to finding you in bed with your mother." Neither of them said anything for a moment or two, as they stopped before Kari's house. Then Kari looked up and added, "But your mother is attractive and I think Mitch thinks so too. I've seen him looking at her on the occasions I've caught them talking over the fence or when they're working in the yards and believe me, those are more than mere friendly glances he's giving."
"Come to think of it," Neal pondered aloud, "Marta has mentioned Mitch several times. And I don't think I've ever heard her talk about any man before. Could be she's interested."
"Wouldn't it be something if they got together," Kari mused, her eyes sparkling even in the dark.
"Sounds like you've been thinking this over for some time and you've got something up your sleeve," Neal lifted her chin with a finger so that she looked him in the face. "Care to share it?
"Oh, I haven't been thinking about it too long," she smiled. "Just the past week or so."
"And?"
"Well, I thought it might be interesting to have a dinner or something and get them together so that they could really get to know each other," Kari answered.
"Okay. What about tomorrow night?" Neal posed.
"What?" Kari asked, more than a little surprised at his interest.
"You know. Something simple," he continued. "Perhaps I could grill up some hamburgers on the barbeque pit. Maybe some potato salad and some baked beans. It would be easy enough to whip together. And it would be such a casual affair that neither Marta nor Mitch would suspect the ulterior motives of their loving children."
"Right," Kari grinned. "Then after we've eaten, Janice, you and I could slip off and leave them alone for awhile. We could take in a movie or something."
"Sounds good," Neal answered. "But I'll need some help in getting things together tomorrow before I go pick Marta up at the airport."
"One volunteer reporting for duty, sir," she snapped a mock salute. "Who knows, we might be planting the seeds of a romance that could blossom forth and result in a new mother for me and a new father for you."
"That wouldn't be bad at all," he laughed. "I've always wanted a sister. And a sister like you would be something else!"
"Yeah, I could really dig a brother like you," she grinned, slipping her arms around him and pressing very close.
He leaned over a bit, his lips brushing hers, then pressing hard and firm. Her lips opened to him and his tongue darted into the warm sweetness of her mouth. They stood there, clinging to each other for several moments, neither wishing to be the one to break the embrace. However, with a reluctant sigh, Kari eased away from him.
"Mmmmmmmm," she sighed again. "I think that will last me until tomorrow morning, But now I've got to get inside, before Mitch comes out looking for me."
Neal nodded and kissed her again, "Tomorrow I'll see you, let's say about ten or so."
"Ten or so," Kari smiled, planting a light kiss on his cheek, then opening the door and disappearing inside.
Feeling fantastically good and miserably alone for the first time that night, Neal turned and quickly walked back to his house.
Meanwhile, Kari quietly climbed the stairs toward the room she shared with her sister Janice. All the lights on the lower floor of the house were out. Apparently Mitch and Janice had decided to turn in early tonight, she thought as she tiptoed down the upstairs hall. She was disappointed. She had hoped at least one of them would be awake, watching the late show on television or reading a book, she needed them tonight.
Quietly, she pushed open the door to the bedroom. A light flashed on. A bedlight. Janice, her twenty-year-old, fiery-haired sister sat up in her bed and looked at her.
"Trying to marry our stepfather off to Marta Winter, are you?" Janice asked sternly.
"What?" Kari muttered in confusion and surprise.
"Don't try to act innocent, Kari Mason," Janice pressed. "The bedroom window is open and I overheard every word you two said."
"You did?" Kari sputtered.
"Yes, I did. And I want you to know that you should be ashamed of yourself," Janice's reprimanding frown suddenly faded and was replaced by a beaming grin. "And I want you to know that I approve wholeheartedly."
Kari quietly shut the door behind her and ran over to her sister's bed, throwing her arms around her neck in a pleased hug. "You do? You really do?"
"I do," Janice answered, returning the hug. "Ever since mother died, Mitch has been alone. I know we help, but it's not the same thing as having a woman his own age. After all, daughters can't give a father everything."
"Can you think of anything else we could do?" Kari asked. "Neal and I didn't come up with anything fancy."
"No," Janice replied. "It all sounds nice and simple. Just get them together and let whatever happens happen."
"Great?" the younger girl smiled, as she slipped from the bed and walked to the closet to disrobe.
"Tell me about the party tonight. Was it fun?" Janice asked.
"The party could have been better, but… " Kari started, then told her sister everything that had happened. Everything! Neither sister kept secrets, especially, where it concerned boys. So Kari's description was detailed, complete with all the intimacies of the evening.
The red-headed girl listened. Her breasts, equally as large as those of her younger sister, rose and fell in a heavy rhythm. She fidgeted nervously on the bed, but her attention hung to every word of Kari's recounting of the night. On more than one occasion, she caught her hand creeping up along one of her thighs, drifting under the short hem of the nightie she wore. Her embarrassed glances rose to Kari, but the blonde apparently didn't notice.
"He's quite a guy, Janice," Kari concluded. "I don't think I've ever run into anybody like him."
"He sounds like it," Janice smiled. "You're lucky. Most of the dudes I've met in this town are either out for an easy fuck, or don't have the first idea of what's going on. None know what a girl wants and needs. Perhaps I ought to get to know this Neal Winter."
"Forget it, big sister," Kari twisted around, taking a defiant stance. She was completely naked. The billowy cushions of her tits juggled a bit. "Neal's mine and you can keep your hands off him."
"Yes, ma'am," Janice smiled. "But I'd think a loving sister would understand how it is to be in this town. I mean there's nothing but clods here."
"I do understand," Kari smiled, her eyes suddenly gleaming with a sparkling vitality. "If you've got a problem, you should've said something about it when I came in."
"I'm saying something about it right now," the redhead answered.
Kari didn't answer, but walked to her sister's bed and leaned over. The girls' lips met. It was a light kiss, gentle and loving. They parted after a lingering moment as Kari sank to the side of the bed. When they kissed again, their mouths opened to one another and they embraced as lovers, their tongues taunting and teasing.
An exploring hand rose to the neck of the older girl and tugged at a small bow at the top of her nightie. The strand of ribbon came free. The blonde's fingers drifted lower, slipping four buttons from their holes and opening the scanty negligee.
"Yessss," the older sister hissed in deep arousal as the blonde's palms slid over the slightly pendulous mounds of her breasts. "Yessss, you feel so damn good."
The younger girl cupped the twin cushions in her palms, thrilling at their soft, sleek texture. She squeezed. Her insistent fingers molded the pliant flesh, She kneaded, reveling in the exciting feel of womanly flesh.
Then her head lowered and her lips enclosed one of the dark, reddish-brown nipples that poked up from atop one of the tits she held. Her tongue flicked at the plump nubbin and she sucked.
The older girl felt the hot flames of desire smoldering through her body. Her breasts, which already felt swollen with need, now felt as if they were ready to burst with lust. Her back arched up a bit, feeding more of her aching tit flesh into the blonde's devouring mouth, groaning as Kari accepted the offering.
Janice's hands lovingly caressed her sister's cheeks in genuine gratitude for the attention she payed to her sensitive breasts. It was possible for her to get off on those breasts alone. But Kari knew that. In fact, though there were two years separating them in age, there was little either of them didn't know about the other.
Their sisterly affection had flowered into sisterly love some four years ago, shortly after their mother's death. At that time their stepfather's job had required him to travel and often the two girls were left to care for themselves for two or three days at a time. It was on one of these occasions they had discovered their sexual attraction for one another, Janice remembered…
Even from the living room, Janice could hear Kari's soft sobs coming from her bedroom. Her sister had come in from an early evening date and had run directly to her room. She had been there for a half hour now, crying all that time. Janice could no longer ignore the sobs. She had hoped Kari would come to her, but if she wouldn't, then she would go to her younger sister.
She found her sitting on the edge of her bed, her eyes red and swollen from her tears. Without questioning, Janice walked to the girl and sat beside her, wrapping her arms around her and holding her tightly.
"Shhhhhhhhhh," she whispered gently. "Every thing's going to be all right."
"No it isn't," Kari cried, burying her head in the hollow of her sister's shoulder. "It will never be all right."
"Yes, yes it will," Janice assured her. "Don't cry. Everything will be all right. Is it Don?"
Kari nodded her head, but didn't speak.
"Care to tell me about it?" Janice asked.
"Yes…" Kari answered, her eyes dropping to her lap.
After a long pause, she explained that Don had 'taken her to his house on their date the night before. His parents were out for the evening entertaining business clients.
"We made love… " Kari mumbled. "It was the first time… I did it because I liked him and he said he felt the same way. But tonight he was mean. He called me his whore and demanded we do it again. Janice, it was terrible! Last night I felt like what we had done was good and right. Tonight he made me feel dirty, like I was a whore!"
Janice held her younger sister closer. She knew exactly what Kari was going through at the moment. Two years before when she had been sixteen, she had undergone a similar experience. Despite the so-called sexual revolution, there were still men who saw women who offered their bodies in love as cheap tramps.
"It'll be all right, baby." Janice whispered. "I know it seems like the end of the world, but it isn't. Really, it isn't."
She had kissed Kari's forehead to comfort her, then her cheeks. Kari responded with grateful kisses of her own. By accident their lips met. There had been that one brief instant of embarrassment, then they kissed again. This time neither veiled the love they held.
Somehow without either one paying much attention to it, they shed their clothes. And then they were on the bed together, their naked young bodies pressed closely and their hands exploring each other's supple curves.
Perhaps it had started as a sympathic gesture, but it quickly developed into an act of passion and lust. Kari felt so good there beside her, her developing breasts were so firm and lovely. She lovingly caressed the already prominent cones. Her fingers tweaked at the pink-blushed nipples, thrilling as she brought stiff excitement to them.
Following her older sister's lead, Kari returned the caresses. Her hands gentling roved over the ball-like mounds of Janice's breasts. Her thumbs inched up the bulging curves of her sister's tits and rubbed lightly over the stiff buttons of her dark nipples, fattening them with sensual heat.
Rolling Kari to her back, Janice kissed the soft sloping arc of the younger girl's neck. But she didn't stop there; she kissed downward, her tongue flicking here and there. Her mouth paid close attention to both of those young, swelling breasts.
Writhing with a fire her young lover of the night before had never excited within her body, Kari groaned and moaned. She ached with a consuming need-a need that throbbed in the depths of her young cunt. Her legs spread in an automatic reaction as the red-haired girl's mouth left her breasts and teased downward.
Across the supple smoothness of the blonde's stomach, Janice kissed, pausing briefly to taunt her navel with the tip of her tongue. She dipped lower, then stopped. Something within her overcame the urge to kiss the soft flaxen down covering Kari's sex, As much as she wanted to taste her sister's body, this was not the time.
Instead, her hand gently slid over the rise of Kari's vulva. She stroked softly, glancing up and watching her sister's face. The younger girl's eyes were closed and her head lolled from side to side. Her lips writhed out soft moans of pleasure.
Steadily her stroking palm increased the pressures of its intimate caresses. She squeezed down around the tender, young knoll of Kari's pussy, kneading it as she had kneaded the girl's breasts but minutes before.
"Good," the blonde managed to find her voice. "Oh, Janice, it feels so good!"
Her own body trembling with excitement, the redhead tenderly ran her index finger down into the tremulous groove of her sister's cunt. The flow of womanly juices that welled there matched the wetness she felt rising within her own body.
Deeper she probed, her fingertip finding the scalloped lips of Kari's vagina and dipping between. She wiggled her inquisitive digit a bit, feeling out the satin-textured contours of the girl's pussy-a pussy that had been opened by a male's cock but the night before.
"Ahhhaarrgggaahhh!" her younger sister moaned. It was a moan of pleasure, not pain.
Inward she pushed her finger, sinking to the limits of her knuckles. Then she began to pump. In and out, she worked in penis-imitating fashion.
Kari's hips responded. Slow at first, as if uncertain of herself, but quickly falling into the gentle rhythm of that impaling digit. Up and down her pelvis moved. Then faster and faster.
The swirling heat awakened within her body the night before was suddenly there again. Only this time it was stronger, more demanding. She groaned and humped into the hand on her cunt. She fucked-fucked herself on her sister's finger.
Unlike the night before, she came. Her whole body quaked and trembled as she received her first taste of the ultimate of pleasures.
Then Kari had proved she was just as willing to take the role of the aggressor, Janice recalled, shivering as she remembered the first time her sister had touched the needy swell of her cunt.
But at the moment, she was more interested in the feminine mouth that pressed firmly against that same wanton knoll-the mouth of her sister.
Kari had tossed back the sheet which had partially covered her and eased her legs apart. The younger girl now knelt between that wide, inviting spread, her hands resting against the interior of Janice's thighs and her tongue teasing its way through the thick, triangular patch of red moss covering her sister's cunt.
That exploring tongue-tip taunted at the slitted mouth of Janice's pussy; it flicked back and forth, warm and moist. But it did not dip into the aching interior of her cunt. She groaned and thrashed about on the bed, her naked ass hissing over the sheet beneath.
Up and down Kari teased, delighting in the growing anticipation that mounted in her older sister's body. She waited until the girl's hips jerked up and down in a demanding motion before she probed deeper with her oral digit. But even then, she didn't thrust her tongue into the heated channel of the redhead's cunt as the girl wanted…
Instead, she ran her laving tongue upward along the deep crease of her sister's sex. She found and tapped at the swelling nubbin of Janice's clitoris, cajoling it out from beneath its thin sheath of skin. When the glowing bud of passion poked upward, her tongue curled around it in arousing excitement.
Fire lashed through the redhead's loins. She cried out as waves on mounting waves of desire rippled through her. Her hands clawed at the bed. Her pelvis arched up, throbbing with the intensity of her need.
"Please!" she pleaded. "Oh, god! Please!"
Kari obliged her sister's needs. Abandoning the sexually glowing button of Janice's clit, she languidly ran her tongue down the deft of the girl's loins and in one hard thrust drove her tongue deeply into the hot pocket of her cunt.
Janice was jolted by high voltage sexual electricity. Every can in her body sizzled with excitement. Reaching down, she gripped the back of Kari's neck and shoved her face hard against her cunt.
Licking and lapping around in the throbbing channel of Janice's cunt, Kari ate at her. A flood of womanly juices flowed within her sister's quim. She sucked and drank them down, then threw her tongue back into the pussy she so busily tended.
The throbbing within the redhead's thighs pounded now, like some gigantic drum. In and out Kari's tongue lashed. Harder and harder that ever increasing drum beat. Sensations swirled and churned, melting into one another. Higher and higher she raced, until at last ecstasy burst through her.
Thoughtfully, Kari maintained a slow, stroking rhythm with her oral digit while Janice came giving her the full pleasure of her release. And when the older girl at last settled back to earth, Kari planted one long, hard kiss on her cunt, then eased back up beside her.
"My turn," she whispered into her sister's ear. "I need you. And I need you now!"
Janice's deep green eyes fluttered open and a smile moved across her lips. Without a word, the older girl's hand slid down between the silken sleekness of her sister's thighs. Her fingers taunted over the bulging rise of the blonde's womanhood.
"Is this what you want, sister?" Janice whispered.
"Yes," Kari nodded as her sister's teasing fingers slid between the lips of her labia.
"Liar!" Janice answered in mock anger. "What you want stuffed up this tight little pussy is cock-Neal Winter's cock! Isn't it?"
"No," Kari lied. "I want you. I want my sister."
"You're still lying through your teeth, you little bitch," Janice laughed. "But I'm exactly what you're going to get. First one finger, then two, then three… then I'm going to cram my whole fist up your cock-loving cunt!"
Kari groaned as that first finger thrust up into the waiting hole of her desire. She quivered with decided relish as she felt that second finger tickling through her pubic hairs.
Then both the girls froze. The door to the bedroom swung inward and their stepfather stood there staring at them.