Side Effects

He called for her and they left at about nine. I sat and watched TV until midnight then took a couple of pills to help me through the night and went to bed. It must have been half one or two when I was woken up by Jenny and James returning, lots of theatrical shushing going on. I heard her bedroom door close and lay back, concentrating on letting my mind wander. The familiar blackness, turning grey, then a big splash of colour and I was inside Jenny's room.

She and James were standing close together and Jenny was saying, "You can sleep with me and touch me, but I don't know if I want to go all the way. If I say stop then you have to OK? Otherwise you'll have to go now." James nodded his head vigorously like a love sick puppy.

"You know I want to Jenny, but I promise I won't do it unless you want me to." They stood there and Jenny pulled him closely and started to kiss him. I found myself being drawn in closer and closer and suddenly I found myself inside James' body, seamlessly melding with him. I couldn't read his thoughts but my five senses had seemingly meshed with his. I didn't know if it was him or me in control, but we were as one.

Jenny's tongue was swirling round my mouth, sending little tingles through me, I reached down and cupped her breast, feeling the softness through her dress and bra. She pulled me in tighter and ran her hands down my back then broke away, turning around to face away. "You can unzip my dress if you want." My fingers nervously found the zipper and slid it down, seeing the back strap of her bra.

She turned back to me and slipped the dress off her shoulders, stepping out of it. She looked great in her underwear, her matching bikini cut panties fitting snugly round her crotch. I found myself fumbling with my own clothes, ripping off my shirt and trousers, then hopping on one foot to remove my socks. I stood there just in my boxers as she pulled me down onto the bed, sitting astride my hips.

I could feel my erection tenting inside my shorts, pressing against her and knew that she could feel it as swell. She rocked gently against me then reaching behind her unsnapped her bra, allowing her small breasts to fall out of the cups. I gasped and realised that although I'd seen them before, James hadn't and this was his reaction. She took his hands in hers and clasped them to her breasts, and I could feel their firmness, her hard pointy nipples poking into my palms.

Gently I massaged them, cupping and fondling them, then she leaned forward allowing my lips to latch onto her nipple. I sucked it gently into my mouth and teased it with my tongue. "That's nice," she breathed as she slid back down my hips and reaching inside my boxers pulled out my prick, holding it in her hand just as I had shown her. I was relieved that James' cock was a bit smaller than mine, but still acceptable and I could feel the pleasure of the sensation of her stroking course through my body.

She stroked me for a while, then rolled away, pulling me down on top of her, my erect cock nudging against her panty covered pussy and I licked and sucked further on her breasts. She seemed content to allow me to explore further and I slowly trailed a line of kisses down her stomach and over her panties until my mouth was pressed firmly on her crotch. I could smell her muskiness and feel the heat rising from her.

Gently I eased the gusset of her panties to one side and slipped a finger in, feeling the soft wetness of her pussy lips. I found her entrance and looking up at her face for any signs of disapproval I slowly slid my finger in. She tensed slightly then relaxed as I pushed further in until I was buried up to the second knuckle. I began to curl my finger upwards, feeling her warm slickness.

I pulled my finger out and sensed her disappointment, as I grasped the waistband of her knickers and slowly drew them down over her hips. I expected to see her little patch of pubic hair, but as I pulled them down further I could see that she had copied Sarah and shaved herself completely bald. Her clit came into view, a little hard nub, then the top of her slit. Her lips were crinkly, sitting inside the outer labia and I could see her juices glistening on them already. Finally her whole vulva was bare before me as I stared wondrously at it.

She lifted her legs and I pulled her panties right off as he flashed her bum at me, that crinkled hole sitting just below her pussy. Casting her panties to one side I lowered my face once more to her crotch and pressed my mouth against her pussy, our lips making contact, then I pushed my tongue out, parting her lips and tasting her nectar. The tang of her pussy juice on my tongue was an indescribable sensation, fresh spurts seeping out as my tongue delved inside her.

She had her eyes shut now, her face a picture of concentration and I slipped one finger back inside her pussy, the followed it with another feeling the tightness close around them. My tongue was now flicking her clit, sending little shivers through her, then I dragged it down pressing hard into her slit, tasting the juices flooding from her sopping pussy.

I slithered slowly upwards again, feeling the end of my cock nudge against her pussy. She made no move to say no, to deny me access and I manoeuvred myself carefully until I could feel my cock just start to penetrate her. I looked into her eyes, mere inches away, the question clear. She nodded and uttered just one word, "Yes."

Gently I pushed forward, feeling myself enter her, feeling her lips part, just a small resistance as she expanded to take me inside. I knew she hadn't had a real cock inside her and wondered if she'd put the fake one into her pussy, but I continued to push forward, then I was fully in, sliding through her slick love tunnel. The tightness was unbelievable, yet so soft and warm, like a velvet glove as I began to move my hips, easing myself in and out of her, watching the pleasure on her face.

"That feels so wonderful James, thank you for being so gentle with me." I could feel her start to relax now, responding to me, her hips moving against mine, pushing up to meet me, the end of my cock just touching her cervix each time. We moved in tandem for some time, and I could feel my arousal growing as I could see the evidence of hers. Her face was beginning to take on a reddish hue and her breathing was becoming more ragged, little pants and gasps coming from her mouth. I was determined to allow her to enjoy her first experience of real sex, and forced myself to slow down to prolong our lovemaking, but she was now forcing the pace, thrusting up hard into me, her hands clawing at my back, her nails digging into me.

Suddenly I felt her pussy contract, gripping my cock in her tight young muscles as she cried out, "Yes, yes, fill me up, cum in me." I needed no urging, letting myself ram into her, feeling the contractions of her pussy round me as finally my cock exploded inside her, pumping out my semen, flooding her insides. I rolled away and lay back, my body gasping for air.

Next door my real body was experiencing the same effects, my cock was still pulsing, the last few drops of cum seeping out as I struggled for breath in the darkness. My senses returned to my own body, the memory of having vicariously taken my sister's virginity still rushing through my head as I struggled to calm my beating heart. Darkness closed in again and I slept soundly until the morning light was flooding into my room.

I got up and went downstairs to make myself some breakfast. I was just tucking into it when Jenny appeared, trailed by James. "Morning," she greeted me, "You won't mention any of this to Mum or Dad will you?"

I looked up from my cereal, "Quid pro quo?" I enquired. She looked at me then grinned, nodding her head as she and James left. I rattled around the house, my mind on this new gift that I seemed to have acquired and wondered how long it would last and how I could use it. There seemed to be no answers and I supposed I would just have to keep experimenting.

Late morning the doorbell rang and I answered it, opening the door to find Sarah standing there. "Jenny's not in," I pre-empted her question, "she's out somewhere with James."

"I know, she messaged me. It's actually you I came to see, can I come in?" I opened the door fully and invited her in. "Tea? Coffee?"

"No thanks, I've just come by to see if we can pick up from where we left off earlier in the week."

"Sorry?"

"David, stop being so bloody obtuse! I'm asking you to take me to bed and fuck me. I want to lose my virginity and you're the person I want to lose it with. Now close your mouth and take me upstairs." With that she turned tail and marched off, trotting up the stairs and into my bedroom. Clearly not all had gone well with Dan after the party. By the time I'd caught up with her she'd got her top off and was undoing her bra, her tits spilling out, full and ripe as I remembered with those tiny bullet point nipples. Off came her jeans leaving her in just a red thong, standing there her hands on her hips. "Well?"

I ripped off my clothes, my cock springing clear of my boxers as I pulled them off and closed up to her, cupping and fondling her breast as our lips met together. Sarah's hand closed round my cock, gently stroking it as we kissed, our tongues twisting round each other. She pulled away and fell to her knees, her mouth opening then closing round the end of my cock, sucking it into her mouth. "Am I doing it right?" she asked, looking up into my face as she resumed her ministrations. I could only gasp in response as I watched her mouth taking me deep inside.

I pulled her to her feet and settled her back on the bed, lying on top of her, my mouth kissing hers, then trailing down her throat and neck as my hand fondled her breasts. I could feel my cock between her legs, could feel her pushing against it increasing our mutual desire. Slowly, tantalisingly, I slid down her body, kissing all the way, spending time on her nipples, teasing and sucking on them, then down to her belly button and beyond. My mouth found the junction of her legs and I pressed my lips up against it, a damp patch forming in the middle of her panties from our combined liquids.

Wasting no time I pulled her thong off, seeing her bald pussy again, her tight neat lips and her small clit. My mouth closed in again, my tongue urgently pushing into her as far as I could manage, tasting her juices as they flowed out of her. I rolled over, taking her with me until I was on my back, her knees either side of my head, towering above me, her breasts jutting proudly from her chest. I grasped her buttocks, pulling her hard into my face, my fingers probing her crease, teasing her anus.

Sarah was rocking back and forth now, my tongue rasping along her slit from clit to arsehole, my saliva mixing with her secretions, wetting my face thoroughly. "How do you want to do it?" I asked.

"If It's going to hurt I want to be the one to do it," she replied looking own at me, then slithered down my body until she was poised over my erect cock, She took it in her hand and positioned it carefully at her entrance, then lowered herself an inch until I could feel her opening around my cock. She rocked her body to and fro gently then with her bottom lip between her teeth, pushed forcefully down.

I could feel her tightness, then a feeling of tearing and she uttered a small cry of pain as her pussy enveloped my cock. She stopped, moving herself gently and I looked at her enquiringly. "Not as bad as I thought," she replied, "just give me a second or two." As she spoke she started to move gently, keeping my cock deeply embedded inside her, making slow circling movements as she became accustomed to being filled.

Gradually her movements grew in scope, and she started to lift off me then down again. I looked at her pussy lips surrounding my cock and saw a small trickle of blood, diluting as her pussy leaked its fluids lubricating the way. She was moving easily now, her body almost bouncing on me, her tits oscillating and I reached up and caressed them running my thumbs across her pebble-like nipples. Her hand was on her clit now, the pads of her fingers describing small circles as she pressed against it, then running her fingers around her pussy lips still stretched around my cock.

I rolled her off again, my cock slipping briefly from her as I positioned myself between her legs, then sliding easily back inside her as her knees rose either side of me. I was thrusting vigorously into her now, as she started to become more vocal, moan and rolling her head from side to side. Her body was pushing back now, her hips rocking against mine. I could feel my orgasm building inside me and although I tried to push it back I couldn't. "Sarah, I'm going to cum," I gasped finding it difficult to breathe as I looked at her face, then down to her breasts, then to my cock plunging in and out of her pussy.

"Yes cum, cum inside me." My cock burst its cum deep inside her tight wet pussy and as I erupted I could feel her cumming as well, her pussy pulsing round my spurting cock. She went rigid, her teeth clenched tightly together as her body rocked to and fro, squeezing every last drop from her orgasm.

Exhausted I collapsed on her, then rolled away, my cock falling from her and resting on her thigh as our chests heaved fighting for breath. She reached down between her legs and wiped her fingers on her pussy then examined them. "I thought there'd be more blood," she said. "at least we won't make too much mess in your bed." I pulled the covers over us and we snuggled together, warm and cosy in each other's arms, the sun streaming through the windows.

We must have drifted off to sleep as I was woken by a dipping of the bed behind me. An arm snaked round and I felt a lithe body press up against me. Releasing Sarah I twisted round and saw the grinning face of my sister. Looking down I could see she was naked, her small pointy breasts poking out from her chest. "Leave you alone for five minutes and look what you get up to," she joked.

"What are you doing here? "I asked.

"I've come for some of that quid pro quo," she stated, "What can you tell me about blowjobs?"

POSTSCRIPT

I had a doctor's appointment on Monday, I was down to half a dozen pills and needed a repeat prescription. The doctor examined me thoroughly and asked lots of questions, then proclaimed me fit and healthy. To my horror he declined to give me any more pills telling me that ordinary paracetamol would suffice from now on. I left the surgery thinking just how I was going to use the remaining six tablets that I had.