Hosing Around

Hosing Around (b12g+10-11 inc oral solo mild-ws)

A familial tale by M8R1X

A young boy and girl discover that the garden hose is good for more than watering the garden green.

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During the summer months, my sister Sandy and I loved to have water fights in the garden. We didn’t have swimming costumes and were so isolated, we never bothered to wear anything outdoors. It made it a lot more fun and I enjoyed seeing my sister naked. Just thinking about her naked body fueled the old spank bank and she was quite used to my perpetual boner. You could say my hose never went down while we played with the hose. The only rules to our game was there were no rules and the one that controlled the hose, tortured the one that didn’t.

She was strong though and frequently wrestled me to the ground and took over the weapon of wet destruction and was stuck on revenge. There was always a price for me to pay for tormenting her. Inadvertently, she found out how much pain she could inflict if she shot my balls with the stream. That was the only time my cock ever flagged and we quickly came to an agreement that she would not do it again. Of course, I did shoot her pussy and little titties with it which made her squeal and cover herself, but it didn’t hurt her. In fact, she liked it when I sprayed the top of her slit and she liked to do it herself when she had the hose.

“You like doing yourself down there, don’t you?” I asked and she bit her lip and nodded.

“It tingles really bad,” she managed to croak and handed me the hose saying, “Here, I want you to do it for me.”

The little bean at the top of her split seemed to be the best spot to hit but I could only do it so well while she was standing up. I’d seen the inside of her pussy before the show was so short, I was dying for a much longer one and knew this was the way. So, I had her lay on her back and hold herself open so I could target that tingle button of hers. She really like that and I learned a lot about all of those mysterious bits that were hidden inside. I gave my fingers free rein and did plenty of exploration inside.

“Put your finger back in the hole while your spraying me,” she demanded.

I managed to squeeze my finger inside her pussy hole but it was very tight and I didn’t want to hurt. She wanted me to do it some more and this time, my finger went all of the way inside and I twisted it around while I held the stream on her clit.

After doing it for a while, she grasped my wrist and said, “Tommy, somethings happening… it’s… it’s… so good,” and then she shivered and went limp while something inside her pussy went into spasms around my finger. “Wow!” She exclaimed as her eyes fluttered open. “That was the biggest tingle of them all. Be a nice brother and give me another one.”

I got quite good at giving her the big tingle but the problem was, I needed a wank after I did and would tell her I needed to pee before I took off. However, she got suspicious and followed me. The bath door was cracked just enough for her to see what I was up to. Then she confronted me and since she didn’t believe there was anything wrong with peeking, she bombarded me with questions. Finally, she talked me into letting her watch me when I did it, which was quite often during our hose play. Wanking was at its all time best while I had my finger inside her and she always got the big tingle when I squirted. That was without the help of the hose.

“Carla told me that a willy goes inside the big hole down there,” she mentioned while we chatted.

“She’s right but don’t get any ideas. I can barely get my finger in there.”

“She also told me that it stretches and there’s a cherry thing that you have to pop. I’m going to get her to show me how to do it.”

I couldn’t believe that my sister just hinted that she was going to get her friend to pop her cherry so a willy would fit inside. The thought was so salacious it almost made me squirt because I knew it would be mine. I’d never been inside a pussy before but I sure wanted to stick my dick in one.

Out games continued as usual for another week until one day she grabbed my wrist when I tried to push my finger in and told, “Don’t, it’s sore.”

It was almost a week before she mended and I didn’t realize at the time that she was sore because Carla had popped her cherry. However, I did notice that my finger went in a lot easier. In fact, I was tempted to add another. That was something I didn’t do until she begged me and that’s when I found out that her friend had done the deed for her. It also added new, tantalizing material to my spank bank and I looked forward to putting my dick in her pussy. Meanwhile, our adventures with the garden hose became even more daring and added a new chapter to our story.

Things started out innocently enough. We were rough housing around, with the usual grab arse, grab cock, grab pussy stuff when I had this brilliant idea. Since she liked the water spray on her clit, she would probably love to have it squirted inside her pussy hole. Things got out of control when I missed my mark. She knew I was up to something and struggled in my grasp which made the nozzle slip and miss her pussy hole. It went to her bum hole and that’s when the trouble started.

“Stop it Tommy,” she screamed, “The water’s going in my bum.”

I stopped instantly but she had gone a touch mental and was really mad at me. It didn’t happen often but I knew she would now extract her pound of flesh. In less than a second, she had me pinned face to the ground with the nozzle between my cheeks. The rush of cold water into my rectum was something I had never experienced before and I... well, I squirted.

“Did you just squirt, Tommy?” She asked, and she always knew when I squirted by the way I shivered and the funny little sounds I made.

“Yes, yes I did, Sandy and it was kind of nice,” I explained and knew then that we had something new to entertain ourselves with.

“It didn’t feel so nice when you did it to me,” she complained.

“You should relax and let me do it to you. I think you’ll enjoy it as much as I did.”

She wasn’t entirely convinced but somehow I enticed her into trading places with me. “The cold water feels funny going in my bottom...” she started with but then she laid her cheek to the ground and groaned, “It’s happening…” and she displayed all of the telltale signs of impending orgasm.

The difference this time was when it hit her, water shot out of her bum and went three feet in the air. I don’t believe my water shot out like that, then again, I was in the throws of a tremendous orgasm and don’t recall.

“Do it again, Tommy,” she pleaded but I it but held my tongue in check and didn’t say that I told her she would enjoy it.

The only drawback was it got a bit mucky sometimes but the rewards outweighed the penalties. After I did her again, she did me but this time it was on my back so she could watch me squirt and squirt I did. A big blob of sperm almost put out one of my eyes but I was happily drained and even lost some of my stiffness. At least for a short while and it was not long before the boy reared its head and proudly announced he was ready for another go.

After the weather turned cool, we took our sport indoors and put mum’s enema bag to good use. But then again, we found and even better distraction to pursue. I’m afraid we had been so preoccupied with the pleasures of the hose, we had forgotten one our primary goals. Namely, fucking and naturally fell right into it, or rather, my dick went right into her and then there was no turning back.

We liked to wrestle naked on the bed and one time, she decided it was time to fuck and while she had me pinned on my back, she popped my cock in her little socket and sat down on it. It slid right in and immediately deposited a generous helping of little wigglers inside her. Then, she did a little bunny hop and I gave her another installment and then another without going soft. That was a record even for me but now I knew why pussy was the best thing in the world.

Before the autumn school holiday, we were up to three shags a day and sometimes four. One in the morning, one after school and then a third before bed. You could say I kept my sister’s pussy well lubricated and it never went dry.

“Tommy,” my sister asked, “Carla knows that we’re doing it and she wants to find out what it’s like,” then added an extra, but unnecessary incentive, “You’ll like her new titties.”

Carla… quiet, mousy, shy little Carla has titties, which is nice but she also has a pussy. The way Sandy talked about her vast knowledge of sex, you would think she was the school bike and it never occurred to me that she was a virgin. She wasn’t a bagger or anything and I certainly wouldn’t mind giving her pussy a good taste of my dick.

“When should I, ahhh… do the deed?” I asked.

“She’s riding the bus home with me tomorrow and we can take it from there.”

Since all of my experience was with my sister, we never did anything romantic like kissing and foreplay before making love. We fucked and besides our games, that was the extent of our romance. I really didn’t know how to be romantic and wondered if Carla would expect it from me. There was no need for me to worry because my sister planned it all out and would be the acting director. All I had to do was take the cues when she gave them to me. However, she didn’t instruct me on how to greet her friend when she walked through the door. So, I decided to ad lib a bit.

“Wotcha, Carla! My, but you look sexy in your school uniform,” which was an outright lie because it was so baggy you couldn’t tell a thing.

They both stopped in their tracks with jaws dropped and I realized that I had botched it. But for some reason, I figured I could correct my mistake by laying it on even thicker, so I grabbed her wrist and then took a knee before I kissed the back of her hand. She thought it funny and giggled before she snatched her hand away from. My sister shook her finger at me so I decided to wait things out in my room until I was instructed otherwise.

My sister came in a short time later and laid out the plan for me. “She’s scared and you’re not making her feel comfortable so we’ll start with a little game of Doctors and Nurses to put her at ease and get her warmed up. Come into my room when I call you and follow my lead. I’ll be the nurse and tell you what you should do.”

I realized that I really didn’t know much about girls except that they had a pussy and the older ones had titties that like to be played with, so I decided not to step out of line this time. “Doctor Tommy,” my sister called out, “Would you please come and examine your patient.”

“Coming Nurse Sandy,” I called back and shyly stuck my head through the door so I could get the lay of the land and maybe pick up on another cue.

“Come in Doctor,” my sister instructed, “Miss Carla has an itch that is bothering her and she wants you to find it for her.”

She was under the covers with the sheet pulled up to her neck with a strained smile. I greeted her with, “Hiya, Miss Carla, can you tell me where the itch is?”

“I’m not sure exactly but I can try to direct you so you can find it.”

“Do you believe I should examine her, nurse?”

“Definitely, doctor. She undressed and is ready for you to give her a thorough examination.”

This was my kind of game and now I remember how it’s played. When my sister was eight, one of the naughtiest things I ever did was give two of her friends a thorough examination. Up until that time, I had only glimpsed my sister’s pussy from the outside and never knew about all of the shiny pink parts inside. The tender details of her friends pussies are forever engraved in my memory.

“I need to lower the sheet so I can examine you, Miss Carla.” Of course, I wanted to examine every little detail that was hidden under the sheet and not miss a thing. With great effort I ‘slowly’ folded the sheet down to the top of her breasts and my sister was right, she did have titties and I restrained the urge to rip the sheet off. “Nurse, it appears that the patient has developed tits… well… err, breasts,” I said as I rubbed my fingers over the soft pillows that spilled out from under the sheet, “Very nice and soft but I need to see how responsive her nipples are.”

I know, I watch too much telly. I’m trying to ad lib lines I remembered from some of the doctor programmes.

“Wow, does she have nipples,” shot from my mouth before I could control it, “Err…” I controlled my excitement, Her nipples are well developed,” and the girl groaned while I gently twisted them until the hard little pebbles popped out. “Am I getting closer to your problem, Miss Carla?” I asked.

But she shook her head and told me, “It’s much lower, doctor.”

So, I slowly rolled the sheet down to the top of her pubic mound and stopped when I uncovered a downy patch of mousy blonde hair and announced, “My, my, she is developing nicely,” while I combed my fingers through the hair and she flinched at the contact. “We need to check things further down, don’t we Miss Carla?” I asked.

“Yes, doctor, further down. The itch is very bad now.”

Then, I eased the sheet down to mid thigh and the scent of very excited pussy wafted into my nostrils. It was so different from my sisters but put an instant bone in my pants.

“Ease your legs apart,” I tried to urge her legs apart so I could look inside her split but the position was wrong.

“Lift her knees up and splay her legs apart,” my sister suggested and that solved the problem.

Her little pussy popped right open like a glistening chest full of treasure and I licked my lips in anticipation. I knew from examining my sister where the little cherry was supposed to be and was convince that she didn’t have one. So, I eased a finger into her hole and asked, “Am I getting closer?”

She groaned, “It’s much deeper inside, doctor.” My first thought was to add another finger.

Nurse Sandy patiently observed the procedure and realized her brother had missed the cue. Carla wanted something much longer and thicker to scratch her itch.

“Brother, dear,” Nurse Sandy whispered in my ear, “She wants your dick in her.”

“Oh,” I thought as the penny dropped, “Hmmm, Carla, I believe I have an instrument that will find your itch,” and my sister helped me rip my clothes off while Carla smiled in approval.

After I moved into position, my sister grabbed my dick and told me, “Allow me to help you, doctor,” and rubbed it through the girl’s slick slit before she popped it in the socket and gave my bum a hard push.

Carla locked her ankles around my bum, shoved herself into me and I almost lost it. I tried to remain still until the urge passed, but with my limited experience, this was new to me. Tiny fingers rippled excruciatingly along my length and I was powerless to stop the impending orgasm. Molten hot semen shot up my shaft and I bellowed as it splashed against the back wall of her uterus.

“Doctor, I believe you found it,” the girl cried as she was gripped with her own orgasm.

Her pussy went into contractions, milked and sucked the last drop from heaving balls that had nothing left to offer. Needless to say, Carla became a frequent after school visitor. Sandy got so excited watching me fuck her friend, she made me do her next and then again after she left.

We formed bonds back then that persist to this day. We never got married; not my sister or Carla or myself because we had each other. You could say I had two wives and I got both of them pregnant before they were twelve, which sealed our relationship. There was a big kerfuffle when Carla’s mum found out that I was the father and of course, we had to invent something to explain away Sandy’s pregnancy. Carla came to live with us and mum was supportive and understanding up until her untimely demise several years ago.

Our family had grown to be quite large and our children continue the tradition my sister and myself had started. The lucky boys are outnumbered two to one by the girls who keep them very busy, but also very happy. After watching the children go after it like bunnies, nostalgia sets in and I long for the return of my youthful vigor.

The End

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