Readers; this is a sequel, but I hope you will agree that it works well as a stand-alone story. My 19-yr-old friend, for whom this is written, informed me after my 1st story for her that she has no pubic hair (unlike the girl in the story). Herein, I correct that mistake in an erotic, unusual way.



Lisa, bluest of eyes, this is another one for you.
















[1] A Really Close Shave



Upon awakening, I sensed that some things about this morning were different. For one thing, I wasn’t in my bedroom or even in my own danged bed! For god’s sake, I was in my parent’s bed! And, I wasn’t alone. A naked woman occupied the bed with me. In the back of my mind I was really hoping that Mom and Dad were still asleep this morning in Heaven because the sexy female sharing this bed with me was their daughter. Good god, she was also my sister!



Okay, brothers and sisters make for unconventional bedmates. And yes, it is incestuous sin. But, in my defense, both Lisa and I are consenting adults. I peg my age at twenty-one years and my sis’ at nineteen. The two of us had never even considered any kind of sexual relationship until yesterday, but events conspired that day to bring us together. Whether it was God or the old Devil at work, I couldn’t say, but I knew that my sis and I had fornicated several times. Before the day ended, the unthinkable happened; Lisa and I had fallen in love!



I looked over at my still-sleeping love. Lisa was such a sweetheart of a girl I couldn’t help but love her. And yes, I also had a deep, abiding lust for her. I was also naked so I felt the rod between my legs stiffening and becoming aroused by being so near this adorable young lady. At times this girl looks so vulnerable and innocent that I think she is still a child. Like now. Goodness, this morning my sis looks like she might only be about sixteen or younger!



I wanted to let my babe sleep just a little bit longer, but I couldn’t resist a kiss. My wet tongue traced lazy circles around her pretty pink lips and then I kissed her. Even in sleep, I felt the hungry, hot passion in the lips which kissed me back. When eyelids opened, I saw the mesmerizing beauty of the palest and bluest eyes I had ever known. “Morning, Sweetheart, this is your snooze alarm,” I teased. “If you would like to sleep a few minutes more, all you have to do is touch my buttons.”



Lisa must have misunderstood me. I got the impassioned kiss I wanted, but this girl must have thought I wanted more. I felt a hand sneaking beneath the bedcovers on our bed. Soft, girlie fingers wrapped themselves around my swelling erection and finished the job of getting my cock fully engorged with blood. Whew, this girl knew how to push my buttons all right! Yet, within seconds her fingers relaxed and she fell back asleep.



Oh sheeit, that young lady didn’t know just how close she was coming to getting herself fucked! How dare she touch my early-morning erection! And, by god, how did she expect to do it without getting a horny, hard cock implanted within her pussy! Well, if it wasn’t for the fact that I desperately had to pee, I would have awakened my girl and screwed her like crazy!



I scooted out of bed and went to the master bathroom to pee. As I peed then showered, I realized this enormous lodge-style house and the ranchland it sat upon was now mine and Lisa’s. I was its Master and my sis was its Mistress. Gazing out the window at the rangeland, I cursed under my breath. The all-night rains of last night had done nothing to ease the severe drought which threatened our livelihood. Rainwater had been soaked up by parched grass and pastures! If we didn’t have lots more rain, or some other water source, I would have to start selling off livestock at a terrible loss.



Razor-sharp blades were shaving my face when Lisa ambled into the bathroom. The sexy young lady was wearing one of my red-checkered ranch shirts with only one, maybe two, of the snaps closed. When she dropped it and stepped into the shower, I nearly joined her. I guess the girl must have dried her body inside the massive shower stall, because she came out, grabbed up my shirt, and slipped it back on. She didn’t snap to even one single button!



When my sis walked back pass me, she stopped behind me then wrapped her arms around my waist. One of her hands, the right one I think, or it might have been the left, descended into the giant bathtowel I had around me. For the second time this morning, I had the fingers of one of her hands holding my cock.



“Nice!” she complimented. “Jack, may I watch you shave?”



Releasing my erection, she sprang up on the vanity cabinet near me with the ease of a world-class gymnast. How I was able to continue shaving, I don’t know, but I do know that my horny eyes were glued to the tantalizing titties barely concealed within that girl’s shirt! I was also distracted by the neatly-trimmed triangle of pubic curls surrounding this babe’s pussy mound.



“Jack, you seem to be a really good shaver,” the girl observed. “I wonder, uh, well, have you ever shaved a girl? I don’t mean her face. I mean…well, I mean her vaginal mound. I’ve seen some of the porn you have and you seem to prefer smooth pussies. If you do…if you would prefer…if you want to shave my pussy, you may. In fact, I insist you do it!”



I nearly cut my goddamn throat! Wow, what a request! Or, was it an order? In either event, it was something I wanted to do. “Take your shirt off, Lisa,” I commanded. “Spread you legs and hang onto your ass!”



Breasts distracted me. For several minutes I did some tit kissing, nipple sucking, and boob juggling. I reckoned myself to be a lucky brother to have a sis and lover with perfectly-shaped, nicely-proportioned breasts. Nosiree, I wouldn’t trade places with any sister-loving brother in this world!



Now, to the main business at hand this morning! Pussy shaving is a delicate art and it’s such a dangerous craft that I wouldn’t recommend any man to try this at home unless he has a steady hand and nerves of steel. I suppose I had both, so I wasn’t afraid.



Luckily, in a vanity drawer, I found a pair of medium-sized scissors which used to be our mother’s. I had serious doubts as to whether she had ever used them for the same purpose I was going to use them for; yet, I guess I’ll never completely know what goes on in a female mind. If Mom is looking down at us from Heaven, I hope she is not too displeased with what her son and daughter have been doing together.



My scissors began to snip, snip, snip at brunette pubic hairs. For some odd reason, I had a strong urge to save as many of the pretty, short curls as I could. Maybe I needed a souvenir or maybe I was just a perverted freak. In either case, I soon has Lisa’s pussy mound trimmed down to manageable stubble.



Shaving cream spurted from my warm can and this girl’s pubic stubble was made ready for the blade. My multi-bladed razor was as sharp as it could be. I shaved from left thigh, through the pussy valley, then up the left vaginal lip. This procedure was repeated on the right. I shaved the curls between a slight belly bump and the beginnings of Lisa’s cracked cunt. Getting the curls cut from certain places proved to require either determination or skills beyond a beginner’s level. I had both.



I wondered if my girl wanted me to shave her legs, but soon discovered that she must have done so herself in the shower. Not counting the hair on the top of her head, Lisa now sat before me with not a hair on her body. The erotic exquisiteness of the girl’s bald pussy mound stood out like a beacon of beauty! I knew I had to kiss it without delay.



Down on my sis, I went. I had washed all soapy scents off this lovely mound, so my lips kissed fresh, young pussyflesh. Pussylips were caressed then the outer valleys were kissy-licky explored. Spreading her vaginal folds, I found the exotic splendor of a woman’s inner vagina. My pussy-hungry lips closed over my girl’s stiffened, sweet, soft clit and began eating, licking, and suckling.



I was incorrect in stating that I had washed off all scents. Vagina aromas assaulted my senses. There is nothing in this world that can beat the sweet, musky smells of a young pussy! Well, there are always the tastes of her vaginal fluids! My tongue found the delicate butterfly wings of this pussy’s pretty pink inner pussypetals, then spread them and descended inside. Liquefied sex overwhelmed my tongue and drowned it with moisturized seduction. Oh god, I had to get my cock inside this cunt pretty damn soon or I was going to go crazy!



“Hey Jack?” Lisa demurely asked. “Are you familiar with the saying about what’s good for the goose is good for the gander?”



WHAT? Shit, what the hell does goosing have to do with getting laid!



“Brother, you know you shaved me,” my sweetheart stated. “So, I was thinking that I would like to shave your smelly, skanky old cock. How about it?”



As it so happened, I had no choice in the matter. My head was unceremoniously pushed away from the delicious pussy I was eating. My hands were grasped tightly and I was led to the commode. My ass was plopped onto the opened-hole seat.



Lisa wasted no time. She had me trimmed and lathered up in quick-time. When that multi-bladed razor first touched my cockflesh, I flinched with apprehension. The name ‘Bobbitt’ crossed my mind. Impatiently, my sis grabbed my shaft and told me to settle down. Settle down, how on god’s green earth is a man supposed to settle down when a nude, hot, sexy young woman has a hold on his erect manhood?



By the time this girl got to shaving around my testicle sack, I was just about delirious with lust. I had faith that her manipulation of my masculine body parts was harmless and well intention, but hell, I was about to blow my wad! I tried telling her so, yet words just wouldn’t come out.



“All done!” Lisa proudly announced. “Jack, I was just kidding about your cock being smelly and skanky. It’s beautiful! Oh, it looks good enough to eat. Mind if I try?”



As if she had taken permission for granted, this girl’s mouth closed over my cockhead. My cockshaft followed and before I knew it, my peehole was touching the depths of a constricting throat. Holy Mama, if Lisa only knew how close I was to cumming!



Heck, maybe she did know! Her head jerked off my cock so quickly I think I heard an audible ‘pop’. “Jack, honey, maybe you’d like something completely different to stick your manly penis in,” Lisa teased. “Try this!”



Before I knew what the blue-eyed wench was up to, she stood and straddled my legs as if she were mounting a horse. The vivacious vixen positioned her hot, drippy pussy over my cockhead then she sat down on it. With her vagina impaled on my stiffened cockshaft, my sis began riding me as if she were the ‘never-been-tamed’ cowgirl released from chute number 2! All I could do now was to grab myself two handfuls of soft, young ass and hang on for the ride of my life!



Surprisingly, 8 seconds came and went before I did, but understandably, I didn’t last 8 minutes. After shaving and being shaved, I was ready to shoot my load inside the tight vaginal hole grabbing and strangling my cock. Yet, Lisa must have been just as turned-on horny as I was because this cock-riding woman began spraying my loins with vaginal cum. She squealed and she squirmed as if there was no tomorrow!



My sis had said it herself, ‘what was good for the goose was good for the gander’, so now, my own pressurized streams of cum began flowing out of my urethral hole. Orgasmic euphoria overtook my mind and I began cumming with all I had. My nails dug into assflesh and my teeth bit hickey marks on the flawless skin of Lisa’s neck.



Multiple orgasms ruled Lisa’s world. She was pulling the hair atop my head and she was bending to kiss my lips. This contortionist girl was even biting my neck and leaving marks. But my girl didn’t give up on her fight for orgasmic delight easily. And neither did I. We fucked and screwed until neither of us had one single orgasm in us.



God, what a beautiful way to start a day!



Exhausted, Lisa and I sat there on the commode struggling for breath. Slowly, our lungs began filling with air. I realized I was rubbing my hands up and down this naked young woman’s back. I found out it was not possible for me to grab even one tit because both boobs were crushed against my chest. Well, I was pretty danged disappointed!



I then heard a feminine voice whisper in my ear, “Jack, I gotta pee.”



No answer came from my mouth. I believe I felt a bit of mischief tickling at my devil-may-care bone. So, I remained silent.



“Jack, did you hear me?” the nude girl asked. “I said that I gotta pee.”



I answered with just a few words, “Okay, go ahead and pee.”



My sexy commode companion stated the obvious, “You mean pee on you! God, Jack, your cock is still inside me!”



I teased, “Oh is it? Well, I guess it’s still okay. We both need another shower or bath anyway!”



Sometimes I didn’t know how my sis would take my mischievous teasing. Often, she became angry, but for the most part her playful nature asserted itself. Calling my bluff, if it was a bluff, I felt a warm, stinging liquid coating my freshly-shaved loins. The overflow from feminine and masculine cum had been dripping into the toilet bowl for several minutes already, but now, a louder, more constant stream of liquid was raining down into the water.



When the pee stream stopped, Lisa made an incredulous observation, “Oh my god, Jack you have another erection growing inside my pussy! Brother, you are soooo perverted!” Before the girl jumped off my stiffening penile pole, she kissed me then added, “Oh, but Mister, I love your perversions and the extremely naughty things you challenge me to do!”



[2] Big Hole Opens Up



Lisa came downstairs to fix breakfast still wearing my red-checkered ranch shirt, a bra, and a pair of denim shorts which came halfway to her knees. Now if this had been two days ago, before we had become intimate, then she would have been dressed appropriately. But, with the circumstances of our relationship changed, that sexy young lady needed some adjustments to her outfit!



Without her permission, I grabbed the girl then unsnapped and removed the shirt. After removing a frilly bra and throwing it aside, I replaced the shirt back on her, but I didn’t snap it closed. Instead, I rolled up the bottom hem and tied it in a tight knot. Braless tits tried their best to escape, droop, or hang down, yet my knotted tie kept them confined, although barely concealed.



I knew exactly where the kitchen scissors were, so I led Lisa over to the drawer. “Get those long shorts off,” I commanded. “Panties too if you got ‘em on. I’m gonna give you a Daisy Duke look.”



Lisa obediently followed my commands. With her naked from her breastbone down, I gave some serious thought to getting another piece of pussy, but decided I wasn’t yet up to it. My scissors sliced through denim cloth with a single-minded purpose. I was creating a work of art for my sis to wear.



Without her panties, Lisa stepped into my altered jean shorts and zipped the tight garment up. Holy shit, she was gorgeous! Yes, quite a bit of ass cheek showed from each side. And, it was certainly evident from the front that she was shorn of pubic hair.



“Jack, oh god, they are too revealing!” this half-naked woman protested. “I can’t wear these in public!”



I smiled. “We are not in public,” I teased. “And, if we were, I would be proud as a peacock with a full plume of feathers to show off my love and desire for the sexiest female on this earth!”



I was unexpectedly rewarded for my explanation with several, hot, wet, slobbery kisses filled with the passion of reciprocal love. After her love kisses, Lisa settled down to fix breakfast. I went out to water and feed the horses.



Breakfast was an uneventful meal. Lisa was uncomfortable in her skimpy, revealing attire, yet she giggled every time I glanced at her. I wanted a piece of breakfast-pussy and my girl knew it. About the time I got my hands inside this girl’s clothing, the ground began rumbling, dishes rattled, and our huge log house shuddered. Earthquake? We don’t get earthquakes in this part of the country! Yet, the radio confirmed that this very thing had happened.



Okay, now I needed to check the whole range. My sis insisted on coming so we each grabbed up a hat and headed out. Not long ago, I had bought a utility vehicle for the ranch. It was part 4-wheeler, part rail buggy, and a four-seat sport side-by-side. The machine boasted an 800cc high output engine mounted behind the back seat for a lower center of gravity. This all-wheel-drive system could speed Lisa and me over hazardous terrain and bring us home safely.



After two hours of finding no serious damage, I nearly overlooked the big hole in the ground. The earthquake had caused a sinkhole to appear in the sedimentary limestone near one of our best creeks. Nearly dry now, the creek desperately needed water. Miracle of miracles, the sinkhole had exposed an underground spring gushing with thousands of gallons of watery liquid!



Our 4-wheeler couldn’t make it down into the sinkhole, but Lisa and I were able to scramble down inside. Parched by thirst, we each cupped water from an Olympic-sized pool of knee-deep water. “Let’s swim,” I announced. “Let’s go skinny dipping!”



Hot from the dry summer heat, Lisa was eager to acquiesce. I watched as she lost her (my) shirt and then her designer shorts. Nude, we two splashed into the watery depths. We frolicked and played, we groped and fondled, and we hugged and kissed. There was some kind of thick clay mud which stuck between our toes and covered our hands if we touched the banks.



After a bit, I sat on the bank alone just so I could watch my sis’ exuberance. Why I did it, I don’t know, but I began coating my hardened cock with some of the slippery mud. Lisa noticed and came over to inquire, “What are you doing, Jack, making a mold of your penis?”



I chuckled, but my mischievousness was awakened. “Nope, Sis,” I answered. “I’m gonna make an impression of the insides of your asshole!”



Oh shit, I regretted my words as soon as I let them slip out. Lisa and I talked dirty, yet we were never overtly vulgar. I noticed the tears in my girl’s eyes, so I grabbed her hand and sat her in my lap. “I’m sorry, honey,” I sincerely apologized. “It just slipped out.”



Lisa’s arms went around my body and she fought against openly weeping. I held her tightly trying to reassure her that my intentions were honorable. Time passed slowly. I watched the lazy waters of our hidden oasis disappearing back into a limestone hole at the far end of the pool. If only that hole could be closed…if…dynamite!



“Jack?” my sis unpredictably queried. “We have had oral sex. We have had vaginal, penile sex. But, we have not had…anal sex. Do you want to? Was that remark about the insides of my…asshole, a Freudian Slip? I would do it for you. Okay? After all, I am curious, too…I think. It ‘is’ very perverted!”



Whether or not it was ‘okay’, I couldn’t say at that moment in time. I led my girl into the water and we washed off all the mud. A huge, flat stone lay at the side of the pool. I led my fresh-washed sis over to the rock and had her lie on it face down. By kneeling behind her in the water, I had the tip of my cock positioned in a perfect ass-fucking position.



Assholes are dry. They need lubrication. Aroused pussies are wet. They have lubrication in abundance. So, over the ass and between Lisa’s legs my horny, hard cock did go. I found the entrance to her abundantly wet pussy and plunged the entire length of my erection into it. Oh goodness, did my erectile rod ever get sopping wet! After several more fucking plunges, I withdrew my cock and put the head against Lisa’s puckered asshole.


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