DRIVING LESSONS

Riding the bus home from school, Amanda looked out the rain-streaked window. "It's not raining too hard," she thought to herself, "maybe Mike won't cancel out on me."

Mike was Amanda's older brother and the person who would be giving her driving lessons. He was volunteered for the position by their parents and although he was soon to be 19 and getting ready to graduate, he didn't really protest much. Mike and Amanda had learned early to help each other out as their parents had high-pressure jobs, their mother was a lawyer with a well-known firm and their father was a pediatrician. They both worked long hours and rarely came home without briefcases full of files, cases or the latest information to review so they could keep current with their careers. Their busy careers was probably the reason why they had the children so close together – there was only 10 months separating Mike and Amanda's birthdays.

Both kids had inherited their mother's dark brown hair and warm brown eyes. Amanda took after the women on their father's side of the family with rich luscious curves that had the boys drooling after her since the 6th grade, which is when her parents enrolled her in a private all girls' school. Mike on the other hand was more like their mother's side of the family. He had the long, lean graceful body of a runner with large hands perfect for catching a football. His talent on the football field had earned him the title as captain of the team and a scholarship to the State University. There were only a few months left before he moved out of the house and into a dorm room on campus.

"I'm gonna miss the big lug," Amanda thought as she jumped off the bus and ran toward the house, her book bag bouncing against her lower back and bottom as she ran.

The wind pushed the door back as Amanda opened it, causing it to slam into the wall with a loud band. Wincing, Amanda pulled the door shut and inspected the wall for any damage from the doorknob. Sighing with relief that there was none, she wandered toward the living room expecting to find Mike in there. Tossing her book bag on the couch, Amanda headed into the kitchen calling his name.

"That's strange," she thought. "His car is parked out front, I wonder where he can be." Amanda quickly searched the lower rooms before bounding up the stairs to the family's bedrooms, her pleated short skirt flouncing around her upper thighs so that anyone walking behind her would have had a clear glimpse of her panties. The white cotton making a startling contrast to her lightly tanned, firm legs.

As she reached the landing, she called out "Hey, Mike? Are you up here?" Although she had just turned 18 herself, she had to admit that she was becoming frightened at not being able to find her brother. Her voice was almost timid as she continued to quietly call his name. Slowly she edged down the hall towards Mike's bedroom door, careful to keep her back against the wall as if to protect herself from someone else in the house.

When Amanda reached the closed door to Mike's bedroom, she raised her hand to knock and noticed her hand was trembling. "I'm such a sissy! What am I going to do when Mike's at college and I'm coming home alone everyday?" she thought. Her little pep talk seemed to work, at least her hand didn't appear to be shaking anymore as she curled it into a fist and knocked on the door. Trying to make her voice sound teasing, Amanda called out, "You so afraid to see me behind the wheel of your car that you are hiding from me, huh?" as she knocked.

"Shit!" Mike groaned when he finally heard his sister's voice. He glanced down at his hard-on that was rapidly shrinking in his hand. Ever since Lisa dumped him last month because he wouldn't give her a promise ring before going off to college, Mike had been doing without sexually. He wasn't ready to settle down with just one girl, thinking they were both too young to be making that step. Still it wasn't fair that she cut him off like this! Mike had thought that he would be making the most of his few remaining weeks with Lisa but instead she was hanging up whenever he called her. Today, he had finally had enough and settled in his room with the latest erotic magazine only to be interrupted by his kid sister. Damn, he couldn't wait to get into a dorm where he would have more privacy!

"Just a second," he called out, knowing it would do no good to try to return to the pictorial he had been looking at. Closing the magazine, Mike sat up on the bed and was reaching for a towel to wipe off the lotion he had smeared liberally on his cock and hand when his door flew open.

Amanda gasped when she caught a glimpse of Mike sitting naked on his bed. She hadn't ever seen him without at least boxers on and that had been years ago. She stared at his lean body, lightly sprinkled with hair before her gaze traveled down his stomach to the glistening cock between his legs. Of course, having never seen one before, Amanda had no idea it looked that way because of the lotion Mike had been using..

"Jeeze, Mandy," Mike yelled as he quickly grabbed the towel and dropped it in his lap. "Get out of here! I didn't say you could come in!"

Stuttering an apology, Amanda reached into the room to grasp the doorknob and pulled it shut. Amanda stood staring at the door for a few seconds but that was not what she was actually seeing, she was picturing the way her brother looked when the door first opened. She started getting a strange feeling in her stomach and she leaned her forehead against Mike's door for a minute. She felt hot and shaky, like her legs might not hold her up if she tried to walk away so she just continued to rest against the door.

In his room, Mike quickly wiped the lotion off his hand with the towel but when he tried to wipe it off his dick, he started remembering the way Amanda looked at him. Instead of remaining soft, Mike's dick was getting harder as he thought about his little sister seeing him naked. "Oh God, not now," Mike told himself as he pulled the zipper of his pants up over the bulge of his growing cock.

Pulling a shirt over his head, Mike walked rapidly toward his bedroom door, anxious to get this driving lesson over so he could return to his room. When Mike pulled open the door, Amanda stumbled and fell against him because she had still been leaning against his door. Lost in her own world, she had not heard him moving toward to the door and was taken by surprise when it opened so quickly. Instinctively, Mike wrapped his arms around his sister as she fell against his chest and he could feel her body trembling. His hands began rubbing a circular pattern on her back to soothe her and he whispered, "Are you, OK?" into her hair.

"Y-y-yes," Amanda stuttered as she tried to will away the trembling in her body. Pushing her hands against his stomach, she gently broke free from his embrace and backed up. Trying to smile reassuringly at him, Amanda said, "What about our lesson?"

Mike stared at her for a moment longer, then turned back to his dresser. Picking up his wallet and keys, he smiled back at her. "Let's go."

Lightly holding onto the banister, Amanda bounced down the steps with Mike closely behind her. He was fascinated with the way the skirt danced around her legs and had to restrain himself from lifting the hem to be able to see what she was wearing underneath it. "Oh man," he silently chastised himself, "this is so sick! She's my sister for crying out loud!" His cock was past the point of listening to his mind however and continued to throb painfully against the zipper of his jeans.

When they reached the door, Mike opened it and saw that it was still raining. Planning on seizing that as an excuse to cancel the lesson, Mike turned to Mandy but the hopeful and excited look on her face caused the words to die in his throat. Resigning himself to his promise and at least another hour or two before he could escape to his room, Mike wrapped his hand around Mandy's and they raced for his car. Amanda barely had time to pull the door shut behind her before Mike was dragging her down the steps and into the driveway.

Once they were both inside the car, Mike leaned over the ignition to put the key in and joked, "I'm sure you know how to do this much." He glanced over at Amanda with a teasing smile on his face but felt it freeze when he looked into her face. Although it was not raining hard, her shirt was wet enough from both of her trips into the rain that her bra was visible and raindrops had collected on her eyelashes. She was grinning like a little kid on Christmas morning at the excitement she felt because she was finally going to be able to handle a car on her own. "My God," Mike thought, "she's beautiful!" Somehow he had never looked at Amanda as a woman or even as a girl. She had always been Mandy, his cute little sister when she was brought home from the hospital and then the annoying tagalong he was forced to take with him everywhere.

The windows were fogging over because of their wet, warm bodies and Mike reached over to turn on the defroster. As the warm air began circulating through the car, it carried the lightly musky and floral scent of Amanda's perfume. Mike's cock began twitching and he bit the inside of his cheek in hopes that the pain would override the pleasure.

"It's too hot in here, Mike," Amanda complained as she reached for the heat controls. She switched the heater off and rolled her window down some but the rain kept coming in on her so she was forced to close it again. Instead, Mandy turned on the air conditioner to combat the stuffiness of the car.

Mike had the steering wheel in a death grip rather than in the usual relaxed and easy manner he normally had. Amanda noticed his knuckles were actually white on the wheel and he was driving much faster than normal as he took them out into the country where there would be less traffic for her to have to deal with.

With the cool air from the vents blowing around the car, Amanda's nipples became hard and pressed against the fabric of her bra and shirt. Out of the corner of his eye, Mike watched, as they grew clearly visible even through the layers. He had bitten his cheek hard enough to actually draw blood but even that wasn't enough to deter his raging hard-on. The cool air combined with the damp clothes raised goose bumps on his flesh but Amanda seemed indifferent to the cold.

Finally, Mike reached a spot where he could pull the car off the side of the road to let Amanda drive. He pulled over but realized how uncomfortable it would be to walk around the car. He silently cursed himself for not having slipped on a pair of boxers under his blue jeans as he turned off the car. Mike unbuckled and raised the armrest that divided the front seat before sliding in the middle spot. "Your turn to drive, sis," he told her.

The rain was falling lighter now but still coming down. "My clothes just started drying," Amanda pouted. "I don't want them to get all wet again." With that, Amanda lifted herself up and slid across Mike's lap. The feeling of her firm, round ass pressing against his cock made him groan out loud before she grabbed hold of the steering wheel and plopped into the driver's seat.

Turning, she pulled the seatbelt over her and reached down to fasten it in place. She was surprised to find Mike still sitting in the middle, his head leaned back and his eyes closed. "Are you OK, Mike? You look like you might be getting sick."

"Um, no. I'm OK," Mike managed to say. "I'm just going to stay here so I can take the wheel if you need me to."

"OK, but you have to buckle up," Amanda said as she turned over the engine with a grin.

The car was quiet for a few minutes as Amanda adjusted the seat and mirrors to fit her. Turning on her blinker, she glanced over her shoulder before pulling the car back onto the road. Unfortunately, she was a little too eager and the car jerked when she stomped on the gas pedal.

"Careful," Mike yelled as his head was snapped forward.

"Sorry," Mandy sheepishly told him with a small smile.

'She's not a bad driver,' Mike thought to himself as she easily brought the car up to speed and held it in her lane. He was pretty impressed at how easily she handled the car for her first time after that first SNAFU.

The road they were traveling was in the country, paved but with little traffic and fairly straight so Mike decided to teach his sister about the cruise control. It might not be something she used often because most of her driving would most likely be back and forth to school but he wanted to make sure she understood it for when she was doing freeway driving. Of course, with the cruise set, she wouldn't need her legs for driving either.

"Do you see a little switch on your turn signal lever?" Mike asked her.

Amanda glanced down quickly down at the lever before returning her eyes to the road. "Yes."

"Good. Hold the car at 55 and reach down to switch the button to the 'on' position."

"How can I do that when I'm driving?" Amanda asked him. She might look relaxed and in control but she was terrified to take her hands off the wheel. She was holding them in the proper 10 and 2 positions.
"Slide your right hand over to the noon spot. Then let your left hand slip down the wheel and flip the switch," Mike instructed her.

Cautiously, Amanda moved her right hand up to the top of the steering wheel. Once she had it in place, she loosened the grip of her left hand and let it slide down the wheel until she reached the lever. Quickly, she glanced at the lever again before pushing the switch over to turn on the cruise control.

"OK," she said, "Now what?"

Mike's attention had wandered as he watched Amanda's trembling fingers slip down the steering wheel to the turn signal lever, almost as if she were caressing it. He wanted to feel her fingers trail over his body just like that.

Clearing his throat, Mike replied, "At the end of the lever is a button you need to push in. Then the cruise is all set and you won't need to press on the gas pedal anymore. The only time you will need your feet is to work the brakes but you can also slow down the car by flipping the cruise switch back to off."

Amanda set the cruise and pulled her right leg up away from the pedals. It was strange to think the car could operate without her.

"This is weird. I don't know what to do with my legs now."

"The cruise is mostly used during long trips on the expressway. You keep up with traffic but it gives you the chance to stretch out your legs, move them around a little to keep you from getting tired. As long as you are careful, you can even move around in your seat a little to try to get more comfortable," Mike explained. "Just don't jerk on the steering wheel when you are moving around."

Amanda laughed. "Well, I would stretch out my legs but someone's big feet are in my way!"

"I'm not moving over. Just put your leg over mine to stretch it," Mike answered her.

Soon Amanda's leg was up onto of Mike's and his hands were resting on her thigh. Her skirt had lifted to the point he could almost see her panties and the thought was driving him wild. Without even realizing it, his hands had begun to knead the muscles in his sister's thigh. Starting at the knee his fingers lightly probed and massaged her before sliding higher up her leg.

Amanda was very much aware of his hands on her leg though. She could feel her body getting hot just like when she found him naked in his bedroom. The heat seemed to radiate from her stomach out, then pool in her breasts and between her legs. Her breasts felt like they were swelling, getting heavier and she could feel her nipples tightening. She could feel her panties getting wet as her pussy started getting hotter too, just like when she would lay in bed and touch herself until she had to turn over to bite her pillow to keep from crying out.

"Uh, Mike" Amanda stammered. "It's kinda hard to concentrate on the road when you are doing that.."
"Oh, sorry, Sis," Mike apologized. "I wasn't even paying attention to what I was doing."

Mike's hands stopped moving up Amanda's leg and just rested on it. He had to curl his fingers to keep from touching her warm, soft skin. Slowly Amanda pulled her leg out of underneath his hands and returned it under the dashboard where it belonged. Her leg felt cold now though without the heat from his large hands warming it.

"At the bottom of this hill is a stop sign," Mike warned her. "You should turn the cruise off now so you can stop the car."

More confident now on how to use the cruise control, Amanda's hand released the wheel and reached down to turn off the cruise. As they crested the hill, Amanda's foot slid over to press on the brakes, slowing the car. After coming to a perfect stop, she turned to Mike and said, "Now where? Mom and Dad aren't going to be home yet and I want to keep driving"

Not too far from where they were was the place Mike would take Lisa to park when they couldn't use either of their houses. Looking at his sister's beautiful face, her eyes bright and shiny with excitement, Mike wanted nothing more than to take her there.

"You want to see where Lisa and I used to hang out?" he asked her. "It's just a turn off into the woods but it's pretty and quiet."

"Sure," Amanda said with a grin. "I always wondered where you two disappeared to. You can show me what's so interesting back there."

She had no idea how badly he wanted to show her exactly what he and Lisa found so interesting! "Turn left," Mike instructed her while his mind raced to come with ideas on how to show her without scaring her.

"Right after this bridge, turn left again," Mike told her. "It's nothing but a dirt path but it widens out in a little bit. Just be sure to hold the wheel steady so you don't scratch up my car."
Soon, they were in a small clearing with a small creek running in front of the car. Amanda put the car in Park and turned off the engine as she looked around. The trees surrounding the clearing gave a feeling of being cut off from the rest of the world and the sounds of the creek gently playing over the stones made a soothing noise.

"So, what do you do back here anyway?" Amanda asked as she turned to face Mike again.

"Well, sometimes we would walk in the woods. Or skip stones in the creek. Other times we would just sit in the car and talk or make out," Mike answered her.

"It's raining today so I don't want to get out. I guess we are stuck talking then," Amanda told him as she took off her seatbelt so she could turn in her seat to face him. "What did you two talk about?"

"School, parents, us. Just typical teenage stuff, I guess," Mike said.

"Why aren't you two together anymore?" Amanda questioned him.

"It's stupid, really. Lisa won't graduate for another year and is afraid that I will find a college girl. She wanted a promise ring from me, to show that we would get married after I finish college. That's 4 years away! I can't see myself staying with her or any girl for that long," Mike explained.

"Oh, that is pretty dumb," Amanda agreed. She tried to pull her legs up and turn so that her back was against her door but with her short skirt on that was impossible unless she was flashing her panties at her brother. Instead she leaned her back against the door and put her legs across Mike's lap. Mike dropped his hands down on Amanda's legs and began massaging the muscles in her calves.

"What else did you guys do?" Amanda questioned him.

"Sometimes we would go sit by the creek and dangle our feet in it so the cool water washed over them," Mike said. "Then I would massage Lisa's feet to warm them back up."

Amanda laughed. "Massage her feet?" she giggled incredulously. "I can't believe she liked that."

"She always said it helped her relax, that it felt good," Mike said defensively.

"I'm too ticklish," Amanda stated. "It would drive me nuts and I would probably wind up kicking you or something."

"No it wouldn't," Mike said. "Lisa had ticklish feet too but she never laughed when I massaged her feet. Here, I'll show you." Mike untied one of her shoes and slipped the sock off her foot. Using his thumbs on the bottom of her foot, Mike walked his fingers over the top. His thumbs pressed against the arch rubbing in a circular pattern and his fingers followed the same pattern across the top of her foot. Turning his hands to bring his fingers down to the bottom, he lightly caressed the sole of her foot until it arched.
"Oh, that does feel good," she murmured in surprise as his fingers slipped over her toes. The tip of his finger separated her toes so he could caress the spaces between. She leaned her head back against the window and closed her eyes, surrendering herself to her first foot massage.

Mike watched as his fingers caressed her delicate foot, the high arch of her sole; the bones felt so fragile under his strong hands. Whenever he touched a sensitive spot on her foot, her back would arch so slightly and her toes would flex. Amanda dropped her other leg back down so her foot was on the floor. Every time her back arched, her thighs would open and Mike would catch a glimpse of her panties as her skirt slid higher up her legs..

As Mike's fingers skimmed over her foot, Amanda relaxed against the door. It didn't exactly tickle when Mike massaged her foot, at least not in a way that made Amanda want to laugh. It tickled slightly but at the same time it felt so good, she didn't want him to stop. When his fingers caressed her arch and then up to her ankle, she couldn't help but moan softly as her back arched.

The sight of his little sister, her head leaned back against the window, her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open was driving Mike insane. Her heel was resting against his balls, pressing against them whenever she flexed her foot. Watching her, he once again trailed his fingertips over her arch. When she moaned so softly he almost missed hearing it, he couldn't resist allowing his hand to drift further up her leg. Moving so slowly so as not to frighten her, he watched as his fingers slipped up her calf to the back of her knee.

Gently his fingers tickled the sensitive spot behind her knee. Amanda shifted her foot slightly so the arch was now pressed against his throbbing cock. She was amazed at how hard and big it felt underneath his jeans. A small smile flitted across her mouth when she felt his hips lift to press back against her foot. His hand continued up her leg, running up the inside of her thigh and it seemed as if he moved slower the higher he climbed to tease her.

Through half open eyes, Amanda watched his face as she began to rock her foot against his cock. She was rewarded to hear him groan and see his eyes close briefly before opening back up to watch his hand travel under the edge of her skirt. The expression on his face was so soft and vulnerable when she touched him and she could see the desire in his eyes when they turned back to her.

Now it was Amanda's turn to catch her breath for his hand had reached her panties. She could feel his smallest finger pressed against her pussy; the hard joint closest to his palm tight against her clit and the tip of the finger just barely reaching the opening. Teasingly, Mike pressed harder against her and then pulled his hand slightly away. Again and again Mike would flex his hand to push against her before withdrawing. It turned him on to watch Amanda catch her lower lip between her teeth in an effort to hold back her moans of delight.

Amanda soon caught on to his method though. Whenever she would lift her hips to press back against his hand, Mike would pull away from her. Amanda struggled against her body's natural instincts to rise up to meet him so that he would prolong the contact. She also learned that two could play at this teasing game and began to curl her toes around his cock. When she would squeeze him, Mike would press harder against her.

Both of the teens were breathing harder and faster now and the windows were fogging up, creating a soft, hazy world for the two of them. The rules, demands and expectations of the world fell away leaving them caught in a moment where they answered only to their bodies' requirements.

When Amanda's toes curled around the head of his cock, Mike's body shuddered and his moan was louder this time. His hips rose up to press deeper into her grip and he finally allowed his entire hand to rest against her pussy. Even through the cloth of her panties, he could feel how hot and wet she had become from their teasing. His fingers stroked the entrance of her pussy and her thighs closed briefly to hold him tightly against her. He could feel the precum leaking from the tip of his swollen cock and his jeans were uncomfortably rough against him.

Keeping his hand softly stroking Amanda's slit, Mike reached down to unfasten the button on his pants. Amanda wriggled her foot against him as he lowered his zipper and she felt the heat of his hard cock against her sole. They both moaned as her foot slide up the length of him and over the slippery mushroom-shaped head.

Easing aside the edge of her panties, Mike slipped his fingers underneath the now damp material and against the outer lips of her pussy. The smell of Amanda's pussy seemed to explode in the air around him as he shifted her panties away from her. Amanda gasped when his fingers found the hard little nub of her clit and her thighs squeezed his arm.

Slowly, Mike's fingers caressed Amanda's clit. Her foot rubbing against his cock and her hands grasping his arm as her body rocked against his hand. Her breath was coming faster and harder as he pushed her closer to an orgasm. He could feel her body trembling and began rubbing faster, his eyes glued to her face so he could watch the expressions. Her eyes open wide but Mike knew they were not seeing anything, at least not anything in the car and her hands gripped his arm even tighter. Amanda's toes curled against his cock, her body stiffened before her hips began slamming up and down between the car seat and Mike's hand. Her mouth opened in a wordless cry as her eyes closed.

Finally, her body relaxed and Amanda's eyes opened to see Mike watching her. Leaning in closer, he kissed her; his tongue probing her mouth while his fingers drifted down to play in the new juices leaking from her pussy. Slowly and tenderly, he slipped a finger inside her and captured her moan with his mouth. She was so hot and tight, the muscles of her pussy slowly pulsing around his finger almost as if to push the intruder out.

With his other hand, Mike took her foot off his throbbing cock and placed her leg on the seat so that he could stand between her thighs on his knees to watch his finger slide in and out of her cunt. Gently he pulled his finger out until only the tip was still buried between the swollen lips of her pussy before slipping it back inside her, using the pad at the base of his thumb to grind against her clit before pulling back again. Amanda's legs drew up towards her chest, opening herself even wider for his touch, pulling him in deeper.

His finger glistened with her cum every time he pulled it out of her and she smelled so sweet. As he pushed deeper inside of her, Amanda's hips rose to welcome him and her hands pulled at his arm, wordlessly asking for more. The smell of her pussy was driving Mike wild, hearing her soft whimpers and moans as he finger fucked her. Suddenly he pulled his hand away from her, ignoring her groan of protest and her clutching hands that tried to return his fingers to her. She opened her eyes in time to see her brother greedily sucking his finger into his mouth. The taste of her exploded on his tongue, sweet and musky at the same time. His tongue curled around his own finger, softly stroking it and licking it clean. Quickly he slid his knees off the seat and onto the floor. Almost as if he was in a trance, he leaned towards her intent on her beautiful pussy in front of him.

Amanda watched as her brother sucked his finger clean and then slid off the seat. She could feel his warm breath across her thighs as he leaned in closer. She had heard stories about this but had never thought she would experience anything like it with her own brother! All she knew was that she couldn't wait to feel his mouth against her and she arched her hips up to meet him. She groaned deep in her throat as the tip of his tongue flitted across her hard clit and her hands cupped the back of his head, holding him in place as her hips began to rock against her brother's face.

Mike's tongue began to seek out that delicious taste, the tip slowly traveling from her clit down, tracing over her swollen lips before finally resting at the entrance of her pussy. He tried to push his tongue inside her and felt her body jerk away in surprise so he reached around and grabbed hold of her hips, forcing her to lie still. Mike wiggled his tongue against the opening again, probing deeper inside her this time and feeling her pussy squeezing his tongue, just like it had with his finger. He was so intent on tongue fucking his little sister that he almost didn't feel her hands grabbing at his hair or hear her scream his name.

Amanda's hips began rolling against Mike's face and even with his firm grip on her hips he couldn't hold her still. His tongue felt so good inside her and Amanda's hands were on the back of his head, trying to push him deeper inside her. Every time she rolled her hips, his nose bumped against her clit and it was almost as if an electrical current jolted through her body. Just below her belly button, she began to get a heavy, tingling feeling as if a water balloon was being filled with something warm and moving lower and lower within her body. Her pussy was becoming tighter and her body was shaking as her brother continued to lap away. Suddenly it felt as if Mike's tongue had popped the 'balloon'. Amanda screamed as her pussy throbbed around his tongue and her cum flooded over his face faster than his tongue could keep up. Her thighs clamped around his head and back holding him in place as her orgasm ripped through her body.

Slowly her legs relaxed until they were just dead weights on Mike's back rather than holding him in a death grip as they had been just seconds before but still he stayed where his was. Now his tongue was gently cleaning her, scooping up her cum before it had the chance to roll down between the cheeks of her ass onto the car seat. Every few seconds the muscles in her pussy would seize up again, pushing more of her hot cream from her body. Finally Mike moved away from her, kissing his way down her thighs until he was sitting up as much as he could on the floor of the car.

Gazing up at Amanda's face, Mike thought he had never seen a more beautiful girl. Her face was flushed with a faint sheen of sweat dotting her upper lip and forehead. Her thick hair looked as if she had just gotten out of bed and even half closed, her eyes seemed to hold a fire that burned right through him. He could clearly see her nipples standing out from her firm breasts and her legs were still splayed allowing him a clear view of the glistening depths of her body. Mike licked his lips and tasted her again.

Amanda watched Mike's tongue caress his lips and saw the look on his face as he sucked his bottom lip into his mouth. She knew he was tasting her pussy and suddenly she wanted to taste herself too. Her hands pulled on his shoulders as she tried to sit up to kiss him. Amanda's tongue flicked over Mike's lips, collecting her own taste before she sucked his tongue into her mouth, caressing it to coax all of her taste into her own. Her tongue danced over his teeth and against his cheeks, seeking out all the places the taste of her cum was hiding in his mouth as Mike pressed against her. Amanda lay back against the seat and door, pulling Mike with her. Both of their bodies jumped when the head of his cock brushed against her pussy and their kiss broke.

More than anything Mike wanted to be inside her as his cock throbbing, rubbing against her. He used his hand to place the tip of his cock at the opening of her pussy before using his thumb to rub her clit. The desire was plain on her face and in the way her body was pushing against his cock but Mike wanted to hear her tell him how much she wanted him, needed to hear that she needed this as badly as he did and that he wasn't forcing her into anything.

As his thumb continued stroking the hard nub of her clit, Mike whispered, "What to do you want, Mandy?"
"You," Amanda whispered back as she lifted her head to kiss him, her hands gripping his hips and trying to pull him inside her.

Mike held himself away from her, not allowing his cock to sink into her where he desperately wanted it. He didn't want this to be something she regretted later and as difficult as it was, he needed to be sure. Breaking their kiss once more, he kissed his way across her jaw and to her ear. He could feel her pussy tightening around the head of his cock, his thumb still teasing her clit. "What do you want from me?" he asked.

"Fuck me, Mike. Please fuck me," Amanda cried out, arching against him.

That was exactly what he had been waiting to hear, his little sister begging him. He began rubbing her clit even faster, knowing it would be easier on her if he entered her while she was cumming. His head tipped down and he started sucking on her nipples through her shirt. "Take it off," Mike commanded when Amanda groaned. As she sat up to pull the shirt over her head, her lacy white bra came into view Mike groaned and began nibbling on his sister's nipples. Amanda tossed her shirt to the floor and slipped the straps of her bra down her shoulders to free her tits. When her nipples came into view, Mike began sucking and tugging on one like a starved infant and Amanda groaned in pleasure.

One of Amanda's hands clasped the back of her brother's head, holding him in place as he sucked and tongued one nipple then the other. Her other hand stroked his arm and back. She could feel the heat building deep inside her again as her arms wrapped around her brother's back and her hands pulled at his shirt.

Mike could feel her pussy gripping his cock; could hear his baby sister moaning his name and knew that soon he would be buried deep inside her. He closed his teeth around her nipple and tugged on it. Her entire body stiffened and she cried out in pleasure as her pussy began to throb around him. He slammed his entire cock into her quivering cunt and heard her scream again but he was almost beyond caring. All he could think of was that he was fucking his sister.

Amanda's whole world felt as if it had tilted. First she was feeling the incredible pleasure her brother had given her several times already but suddenly it had been replaced by a horrid pain as if she was being tore apart.. All of her muscles were tightened against the pain and it became even worse when Mike began to move inside her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him in an attempt to hold him still as she whimpered, "No, please don't. It hurts so bad, Mike."

Mike knew there was no way he could stop now, not with her hot, tight cunt still quivering around him. Thinking quickly, he slipped one hand down between their bodies and began to massage her clit, holding himself still. Mandy's nails were dug into his back but slowly her grip was loosening and her hands began running up and down. Every time her hips undulated against him, she would gasp in pain at the thickness still buried inside her but he could also feel how much wetter she was getting. Soon her gasps were ones of pleasure and her hands were once more pulling at him.

Mandy was saying "Please...." over and over again as her hips rocked against him. Slowly Mike pulled his cock out until only the head was still between her swollen lips before he gentled eased his way back inside her. Now she was lifting herself off the seat to meet his gentle thrusts. He could feel her pussy tightening, getting hotter and knew she was going to cum again soon.

Mike sat up on his knees as well as he could in the cramped car and pulled her legs up higher. Mandy's arms could no longer wrap around his back to anchor him to her, she tried to wrap them around his hips but every time he pulled back, her hands would loose any contact with him and fall between her own thighs. Mike grabbed hold of one of her wrists and kept it pinned between her legs, rubbing her clit with her own fingers until he was no longer moving her hand but she was.

The sight of his little sister touching herself, lifting her hips up to meet his thrusts was more than Mike could take. Her hips lifting towards him made her pussy tighten even more. He started fucking her harder, faster.. He knew he couldn't last much longer before he exploded into her tight pussy. Soon he was chanting, "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum, Mandy."

Amanda could almost feel her brother's cock growing harder and thicker inside her. Her fingers, slippery from her own cum, danced against her clit. That funny feeling was back, low in her stomach, but now she knew it was because she was going to cum again. She began pushing back against his cock harder, taken him even deeper.

Mike's body tensed just before Amanda felt the first splash of his hot cum deep inside her pussy. He no longer moved against her as his cock throbbed inside her but her hips rose and fell anyway, driving her to another orgasm just as what seemed like gallons of cum shot out of his cock to drench her pussy even more. Amanda couldn't stop herself from fucking Mike as her own orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy milked his cock and her cry of pleasure all but drowned out his own..

They stayed locked together for what seemed like forever. Small aftershocks sparking in both of them, causing Mike's cock to jerk inside Mandy and her pussy muscles to ripple around his softening cock. Amanda could feel their combined juices running out of her pussy, down the crack of her ass and onto the seat beneath her. As Mike's cock softened and began to slip out of her, Mandy issued a low moan and lifted her hips to him in an effort to keep him inside her.

Within moments, they were no longer joined together and as Mike pulled himself away from his sister, he looked down at her pussy. He could see the cum leaking out of her, tinged a light pink from the loss of her virginity. Moving her leg, Mike sat back in the passenger's seat and pulled her until she was sitting up next to him. There he cradled her in his arms and stroked her back. The clearing around them grew quiet with only the faint noises of the insects droning in the air as the two drifted off to sleep, both looking forward to their next driving lesson.