Yep, this was really the way to spend your eighteenth birthday, sitting on your own bed, a pile of penthouse magazines spread around, stroking yourself. Yeah, this was really the best.....NOT!
I should be out with my girlfriend getting some birthday sex! Yeah, that's what I should be doing...that is IF I had a girlfriend and IF she was the type of girl to put out. Let's face it, for us geeks, these are few and far between. Hell. The last girl that was my "girlfriend" - the farthest I managed to get was one time in the back of the car with my hand down her panties and her stroking me off. Not exactly what these magazines arrayed around me on the bed have described as good sex.
Hell. It was my senior year in high school, and I was still a virgin for Christ's sake. You'd have thought that someone, anyone would have wanted to have sex with me.
I wasn't bad looking, maybe a little thin. I tried running track, but I preferred spending time tinkering with electronics and computers. THAT was what I was really good at. Maybe it would land me a lot of money after college, but right now, tonight, what I really really wanted was to have one of the buxom, sexy women on the pages of these magazines come to life and ride me until I popped.
I was so intent on the image of a rather large breasted woman on the page of my magazine, staring at her hard protruding nipples as she bent toward me from the page of the magazine, almost as if she were going to reach out and touch me, my hand slowly stroking my rock hard cock that I didn't even notice my twin sister slip into the room.
"Jack?" She practically whispered, standing half way to my bed from the door to the bathroom that connected our two bedrooms.
"FUCK JILL!" I squeaked loudly quickly trying to cover my cock with my hand and the magazine, as she stood staring where my hand had just recently been stroking my cock.
Yeah, you heard right. Twin sister, and yeah, my parents had one hell of a sense of humor. We were twins, but in so many ways opposites. Obviously I was a guy and she was a girl. Not only a girl, but a damn hot one. She definitely got my mother's looks and body. Large round breasts that I had gotten a few glimpses of over the years, shapely hips and legs, large doe eyes, and shoulder length brown hair. Oh yeah, she was also the popular one. You know the kind, cheerleader in school, boys fawning all over. I was quite sure she wasn't a virgin, although she hadn't ever admitted it to me in so many words. Hell, for twins we didn't even share the same birthday. I was born at eleven fifty and she was born a full hour later, the next day. Yeah, as twins we were pretty much opposites, but we were also pretty close, at least for brother and sister.
We had bedrooms on the second floor of our house that shared a common bathroom. It had caused a number of sibling rows over the years, with each of us accidently walking in on the other. I'd seen her bare tits a few times, and her bare ass more than once, while she had walked in on me a few times, fortunately NOT while I had a hard on or was stroking myself off in the shower. You know teen age boys...we were always horny. Well, now she was standing in my room in a pale yellow nightshirt that came down to the middle of her thighs, staring at the magazine that had my rock hard cock hidden under it.
"DAMN Jill! You could have knocked!" I said much more quietly, not really wanting my parents to hear us and come see me with all my magazines out.
"I did!" She hissed back.
"So what do you want?" I asked irritably, wishing she'd leave.
"Well, I was going to ask a favor," she said, finally moving again, but still toward me and the bed. "But I think you need one more than I do."
"What does that mean?" I snapped, as she sat on the edge of the bed, her hip only a few inches from mine, and the magazine covering my still hard cock.
"It means..." she whispered, reaching out for the magazine over my cock and gently tugging on it, "...that I'm willing to give you one more birthday present."
I slid my other hand to help cover my hard on, my eight and a half inch long shaft still partly uncovered even with both hands trying to hide it. "What? I'm supposed to have sex with my sister?"
"Not exactly," she whispered. "I know how hard it's been for you to keep a girl friend." She said, worming her hand under mine until she was able to grasp my hard cock in her soft hand. "I just thought maybe you'd want someone else to do this on your birthday."
"Who? You?" I squeaked in surprise as she reached for my wrist and gently pulled one hand away from my cock.
"Sure, why not? I mean we've seen most of each other's bodies before, right?"
"Sort of. I mean, I've seen your boobs, but that's it. I've never seen your pussy or anything." I practically whispered.
"Have you ever seen one, up close I mean?"
"Yeah, of course!"
"Really? Who?" She asked, looking at me sternly. She could always tell when I was lying to her.
"Okay, so I haven't."
"So do you want to? See one I mean?"
"What, Yours?" I asked incredulously.
"Maybe. Maybe someone else's too."
"Seriously? You're going to fix me up with a date?"
"Not exactly," she said quietly, her hand starting to slowly stroke my cock, that seemed to have softened a little and was quickly regaining its full proportions at the thought of a real pussy. "You know I'm having some friends over tomorrow," she said quietly.
"Yeah," I answered after several seconds of silence.
"You know Mary Todd, right? I guess that's a silly question. Every time she's over here you're staring at her chest as if you stare long enough you'll be able to see through her shirt. Anyway, her dad doesn't let her date boys and she turned eighteen three weeks ago, and well... she's never seen a hard dick before. I just thought that maybe I could convince you to let her see yours," my sister finally blurted out.
I was shocked, to say the least. I stared at her like she had three heads. She really wanted me to flash one of her friends my cock? Like I didn't already have enough of a reputation at school and in the locker room.
"She'd be naked too," Jill added.
"Seriously?" I asked. "You want me to do what? Play show and tell?" I wasn't about to tell her that I'd do that in a heartbeat if it meant seeing Mary naked. I didn't want her to think I was perverted or anything, but naked? DAMN!
"Not exactly. A few of us have this idea that if we play some sexy games and get her naked, we can dare her to come in naked and play with your cock. I mean I know it's a lot to ask, but, well, you do have a pretty big cock," she whispered.
Her comment brought my attention back to the fact that my cock was again fully hard, and fully on display, with her hand wrapping around it as far as it could, slowly stroking it.
