Danna And Deanna Our Story

[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. It is a fantasy and as such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. All locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.]

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DANNA

Our eighteenth birthday party on January eighteen was in full swing. The holidays had just ended and we had just gotten a good start on the second semester of our senior year in high school. The Saturday afternoon was cold and snowy outside, but warm and cozy inside in our basement rec. room.

With six gorgeous senior girls in addition to my beautiful twin sister, Deanna, my male testosterone level was elevated, to say the least. Their six dates weren't too impressed with the way the girls flirted with me. But then, those same guys were flirting with my sister.

That flirting made me a bit jealous as I have had a secret "thing" for my sister since I was five years old. I say, secret, because nobody knew about this "thing," least of all, my sister. It began as a puppy dog crush at five, grew to a real crush by ten or eleven, and matured into head-over-heels love by fifteen. All I could do was fantasize.

So, when some of the guys proposed we revert and, just for the hell of it, play the juvenile game of "spin the bottle," I had to pretend to be quite happy when 'most everybody else roared approval. There was no alcohol present, but we were all still quite giddy with the food, the atmosphere, and the music playing in the background. The others were all dating couples, but I think this was a thing of the moment to play around just a little in a supposedly safe environment.

We cleared and area and Deanna produced an empty Coke bottle. We agreed on the main rule that when the bottle stopped spinning and pointed at someone, regardless of gender, the spinner got to take that person into the darkened walk-in clothes closet for a full five minutes. No rules inside the closet. Hmmm.

As the birthday couple Dee, as I called her, would spin first and I would spin second. Dee spun the bottle. When the bottle stopped spinning, it pointed at one of the shyer guys. He turned red as Dee stood and asked, "Are you coming, Fred?"

That brought a rousing chorus of cheers and whistles as most of us, our minds in the gutter, caught the double entendre of the question. I don't think Dee realized the quip right off, but she quickly caught on. She just gave an enigmatic little smile and crooked her finger in that universal sign that said, "come here."

After the closet door closed, there was five minutes of dead silence. As I said, Fred was a shy one and I don't know if he and his girl ever kissed or what. When the one minute warning was given, there was the sound that could only have been a really good, smacking kiss. The door opened and Fred stumbled out first.

Fred's face was beet red. There was lipstick on his lips and elsewhere about his face. His hair was a bit tussled and he sported a tent in the front of his pants. Not a big tent, mind you, but a tent none-the-less. Dee's smile was more than enigmatic this time. It was the smile of a task successfully and pleasantly completed. Her lipstick was clearly smeared.

My turn. The bottle stopped, pointing at the girl who had first suggested the game. Hmmm. I was not shy and had dated quite a few girls in my high school career. A little more variety was fine with me. Sue was quite a looker with a great chest, tight ass, and deep blue eyes. We rose almost in unison and she followed me to the closet.

The door clicked shut and total blackness engulfed us. Sue was directly in front of me, so I just walked into her and put my arms around her. I felt her boobs mash into my chest and we bumped noses before our lips found each other. The kiss was wet and passionate.

"Oh God, Danna, I've wanted to kiss you for a long time," Sue whispered in my ear when we broke the kiss.

"mmm," was all I said before I resumed our kiss and raised my hand to her right tit. No bra. Sue didn't resist, so I got a button on her blouse open and slipped my hand inside to grasp her more than ample tit, skin to skin. Sue groaned in response.

My other hand went under the waistband of her jeans and down to her curly pubes. No panties. Still no resistance.

"Were you planning on coming across for Ken later?" I asked as I came up from our kiss for air.

"Maybe."

I moved my hand lower to slide along her crevice and encountered moisture, a lot of moisture. I had also resumed kissing her.

"One minute you two, one minute warning."

"Shit," I whispered.

"Another time, maybe, Danna?"

"We'll have to see, Sue."

Time was called and we returned to the circle. I just hoped the essence of Sue on my fingers wasn't as obvious to others as it was to me. I rubbed my nose as a ruse and tried to hide my mouth wiping up those fingers. Sue winked and smirked at me.

It took some time to go all the way round the circle to give everyone their first chance to spin the bottle. Twice, two girls went into the closet and once two guys did. When they exited, the two girls, at least the first pair, looked as if they might have experimented some. The two guys came out with very sheepish looks and red faces. They obviously had not experimented.

When the last couple came out, Dee asked, "That's round one. Does anyone want to have a round two?"

Everybody's hand went up except for the two guys that had to go into the closet together.

"I guess that answers that question," said Dee.

Dee spun the bottle for the second time that afternoon. She had given it a hefty crank and it spun for some time before it stopped.

It pointed directly at me!

I was stunned.

"Whooee."

"Hubba hubba hubba."

"Atta girl, Deanna."

Those were just a few of the hoots and hollers that went up when that bottle stopped. Now it was my time to turn beet red in the face.

"Hey, hey, guy, you gotta take her into the closet. Rules are rules, buddy."

"Thanks, Ken, I'll remember you."

Deanna was a bit red faced as well. I don't think either of us had considered this possibility when we started the game. Well, that's not quite true either. I think I had a repressed, secret hope that it would happen, but never thought it really would. But damn, now it did happen. Now what?

"Come on you two, into the closet," came another voice.

"And be quick about it," said still another.

So, we stood and sheepishly, walked to the closet. The blackness enclosed us when the door clicked shut. Too bad. Dee is one gorgeous piece of womanhood. Anyplace a person would want to look, from the top of her head to the tip of her toes, Dee exuded femininity, beauty, and sexuality.

I knew before the door clicked shut behind us that I could no longer keep my feeling for Dee secret or quiet any longer. I embraced her immediately, clumsily found her mouth, and tenderly kissed her. It was just a bit too long to be a "brotherly" kiss.

Pulling my head back, I said, "Happy eighteenth birthday, Dee."

"Happy birthday yourself, Danna."

Dee then clinched tight with me and returned my kiss with the passion of a lover, not the little peck of a sister. She brought her mons into contact with my very hard cock and ground into me with a vengeance. What the hell?

Dee at last broke our kiss, but not our clench. She must of felt my questioning look; she certainly couldn't see my face.

"I've known for a very long time about your feelings for me, Danna. What you didn't know, being the male that you are, at least until now, is that I felt the same way about you. Also like you, I suspect, I didn't feel the time was right to do anything about those feelings. Now, that's changed. The time is right."

Our talk was in bare whispers, but we quit talking as Dee resumed kissing me and ground her pussy into my rigid pole even harder than before. That's when I lost it and shot my wad into my pants. My dick stayed hard, so I don't think Dee realized what had happened. I just hope my cum didn't soak all the way through to my jeans. That would be hard to explain on the other side of that door.

"One minute you two, one minute warning," came the cry.

"Later, bro, later. I'm not done with you yet."

Oh God, I sure hope not.

We messed around quickly, making sure our clothing was more or less straightened out and I used my hanky to wipe my mouth hard to erase as much lipstick as I could. We stepped back into the room to the jeers of the group. I guess nothing really showed but the still sheepish look on both our faces, but we took a lot of teasing anyway.

The rest of the game was a daze. I got tagged twice more by two of the other girls. We kissed in the closet, but that's all I remember of the five minutes with either girl. I was still in a daze about Dee. Now that our mutual feelings were out in the open, I was also concerned about the fact our relationship would be incestuous if it went any further.

Not only was the rest of the game a daze, the whole rest of the party was a daze. But finally, the last of our guests left. Dee and I worked wordlessly as we bagged up the burnable trash, picked up the soda cans and other trash, and generally straightened things up. But we couldn't keep our eyes off each other as we smiled cheekily at each other the whole time.

Our parents came home and we went upstairs to share our birthday with them for the rest of the evening. After supper prepared by Mother and Dee, we all watched some TV for a time. Dee and I finally went off to our separate rooms upstairs to get at least some of our homework done. We both had a ton of it. Then it was bedtime.

DEANNA

Ooh, Danna and I were in the closet and kissing like lovers. Oh God, I was melting into his arms. My pussy was on fire as I ground it into his hard cock. His hard cock. At last!

It was impossible not to know how Danna felt about me. His puppy dog admiration of me at five and for a long time after was open and honest. It was also easy to see that turn into a real "crush" at puberty. His puberty. I had gotten into that nearly two years ahead of him when we were thirteen. That's when I first thought of him as more than a brother. Of course, I never let on about my feelings for him.

Once he started developing the body of a man, it got harder for me to keep my feelings hidden. By our eighteenth birthday right after the holidays of our senior year, I nearly swooned every time I looked at him, especially when he traipsed between his room and the shower across the hall with just a towel wrapped around his waist. Danna was by then, a real stud, an adonis, really.

Danna played football and basketball. He was on the swim team and tennis team in the spring. He lifted weights. At six foot two, he had the athletes tight body, broad shoulders, and muscle tone most athletes only strive for but rarely achieve. As I said, a real adonis. The only thing I didn't know, at least for sure, was what kind of package he was packing. I'd never seen him completely naked and as far as I knew, he'd never seen me naked.

In that closet, I could tell Danna's cock was not gigantic, but neither was it all that small. All I knew for sure was that I wanted it. I'd only felt one guy's dick and that was with his clothes on. I wanted more, but it was Danna's that I wanted and I wanted it bare, and God help me, I wanted it in me.

I'd dated in high school, as Danna had. But I never went all the way with anyone. A couple of the guys got to feel my boobs through my blouse and bra. But one and only one, got his hand on my pussy and that was still through my clothes, not under them or without them.

How far Danna went, I didn't know for sure, but I don't think he ever went all the way either. I hope not, because I want to be his first fuck as he will be my first. God, how I ache for his cock. His naked and hard cock.

We had been in our separate upstairs bedrooms for more than two hours, studying. We were both on the high honor roll and wanted to stay there, so we really did study with serious intent. I ran into a trigonometry problem that had me completely stumped. I decided to go get some help from Danna.

I'd already changed into my sleep ware by that time. I slept in an oversize tee that just, and I mean just covered my pussy and let some butt cheeks show. I wore tiny bikini panties under the tee. We were pretty informal at our house, so Dana had seen me in that outfit quite often just as I had seem him with just his towel. He also usually wore just his boxers around the house in the later hours of the evenings.

I also knew Dana slept nude, because I'd accidentally seen him sprawled out on his bed one summer night. He was facing away from me at the time, so I only got to stare at his bare ass and back. I stood there a long time, debating whether or not to go in and try to get a better look at his other side.

I finally chickened out and went on down to my room. But I had to spend some time, diddling my own twat with my fingers to release the sexual tension I had built up within myself. Damn, how I wished it had been his fingers doing the diddling.

Now, I hoped I'd catch him naked again. But I thought he was still up and studying, so he was likely wearing at least boxers until bed time. I knocked on his door.

"Can I come in? I've got a trig problem that has me stumped and I need some help."

No answer.

I knocked again. Still no answer. Shrugging my shoulders, I opened the door and stepped inside Danna's room. He was sitting in his highback office chair in front of his computer. I could see the back of his head. Headphones covered his ears. The elbow of one arm showed some, peeking out the side of the chair and it was jerking in a funny way.

Then I caught a glimpse of what was on his computer screen. A naked couple was fucking with abandon. My God, he's watching porn! As I walked further into the room on its carpeted flooring, I could see even more.

Danna was sitting in his chair alright--bare ass naked. Not only was he naked, but he had a rigid cock that he was stroking with the same abandon that the couple on the screen was putting into their fucking. And what a delicious hardon it was. Danna's that is.

A bit of my motion must of caught Danna's eye. He swung his head my direction, acknowledging my presence with raised eyebrows. He made no effort to cover up. He was nearing his climax and simply returned his attention to the screen as he increased the pace of his stroking.

With unexpected suddenness, he thrust his pelvis forward, grunted, and ropy stings of semen shot out of his cock onto the computer screen. It's a good thing his computer had a flat screen and the keyboard was on a shelf slid under the desk out of the way. I counted five strings shot onto the screen. Two more didn't make it that far and dribbled off onto the floor.

"Care to see the the real thing and stroke off to it, Danna?"

"You offering, Dee?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I am."

I very slowly and teasingly raised the tee over my head and pulled it off, letting it drop to the floor at my feet. That left me standing in just my tiny bikini panties with my quite ample boobs swaying in his face.

"Think first what you're doing, Dee."

"What do ya mean, Danna?"

"You offering more than an object of masturbation?"

"Maybe."

"You know what that is, what it means?"

"Incest, you mean?"

"Yes, exactly."

"Of course I know that and I know what it means."

"Do you really?"

"What?"

"If we proceed and if anyone ever found out, we'd be outcasts. Society simply doesn't tolerate incest. We'd be tarred and feathered and run out of town on a rail, so to speak. Hard telling what Mom and Pop would think of us."

"Of course I know that. I don't care. If we are two consenting adults and no one else is involved or hurt, what harm is there?"

"And the possibilities of congenital defects?"

"None, if we use protection. Remote if we don't. The chances of congenital defects are considerably less than the moralists throw out to society in general."

Staring at me while we talked, and still slowly stroking, Danna's cock remained at full mast the whole time. At last I knew what a delightful package he carried between his legs. That cyclopean eye seemed to stare directly at me the entire time we talked. My nipples had gone achingly erect even before I took off my tee. My panties were quite wet by the time I finished my last statement.

"God, but I've wanted to see and get my hands on those boobs of yours, not to mention my mouth and tongue."

"And I sure have wanted to see and get my hands on that big cock of yours."

"Oh, it's not that big, quite average as a matter of fact. It falls way short of those porno descriptions."

"Well, since it's the only man sized one I've seen, I've nothing for comparison. It just looks big to me. And, it looks utterly delicious."

"Well, it may be a bit above average in girth, but not by much."

We were talking about my brother's naked and very rigid cock plainly visible to us both. It was throbbing with life. My pussy was letting me know it would need some relief of its own and damned soon. In fact, my hand was just then moving under the waistband of my skimpy panties and toward the wetlands below.

"Take your panties off and let me watch. You saw me jack off. Now it's my turn to watch you get yourself off."

I quickly complied with his request, dropping my panties and stepping out of them to reveal to his lusting eyes, my shaved and glistening pussy. My girl juice was already trickling down my thighs. The room lighting exposed the fact quite clearly. Clear liquid was also pearling out of his cock eye.

"God but that's beautiful, Dee. It's the first grown one I've actually seen."

"What? You've never seen or fucked a naked pussy yet?"

"That's right. None of the girls I dated would let me go further than to rub their pussy over top of their clothes."

"So, you're a virgin too then, Danna?"

"Yes. And by 'too,' you? must be a virgin as well?"

"The same. No one's done to me more than you've done to your girlfriends. We'll be each other's first, just as I've always hoped."

"You plan on going that far, do you?"

"Dana, I love you, not as a brother, but as a soul mate. I want you to fuck me so badly. I need you to fuck me. I've waited so you could be my first and I hope, my only lover."

"The feeling is mutual, Dee. In spades."

I moaned. Then I moaned some more. My fingers had kept busy on and in my pussy while we had been talking and I climaxed with this last bit of conversation. Danna slowly stroking his cock and staring at me as we talked didn't help. Or rather, it did help to bring me to orgasm. And that orgasm was a whopper.

I limped over to Danna and dropped to my knees in front of him. I dropped my mouth to the tip of his cock and my left hand went to his shaft. My right hand went to his balls and I played my tune. That gorgeous cock really beat with new life with my ministrations.

Suddenly, Danna stood and pulled his cock from my mouth as he did so. He picked me up and carried me to his bed. He dropped me on the edge of it and then dropped to his knees. His mouth went to the apex of my thighs to my mons and labia with kisses and a laving tongue.

I squirted my orgasm straight into Danna's face. I was that revved up and horny. It was not a small orgasm, either. I'd quickly grabbed a pillow to smother my scream as I felt the orgasm come on me. It'd never due to have my folks in their downstairs bedroom wake up to the cries of their orgasming daughter, especially when their son was cause of it.

When I could breathe again, I said, "Danna, get up here and fuck me. Fuck me now. We can make love later. Just fuck the shit out of me. NOW. He didn't have to be asked twice.