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THE PUSSY SHOW

"So," he said as he turned back to us, "no trouble finding the

place?"

"No," I answered, nervously playing with the can in my hand.

Sharky took a beer and opened it now, taking a long drink from

the white labeled can. He leaned back, sitting against the dresser

now and crossing his arms as he asked, "Did the carnival do well

tonight?"

"Yeah," Cookie replied, "until Jack ran into YOU!"

Sharky smiled his icy smile at her and said, "Yeah. I guess so."

He just kept his stare and his grin trained coldly on my sister

as Cookie looked nonchalantly around the room and took another gulp

of her beer.

"Good beer?" he asked her.

Cookie looked at the can and shrugged. "I guess so. I don't

like beer."

Sharky laughed and took another drink from his can.

"That outfit looks so sexy on you, kid. I forgot to tell Jack

to have you wear it, but I'm glad you did."

Cookie shrugged again and finished her beer and Sharky quickly

got her another one, popping the top before he handed it to her and

depositing the tab in the trash can.

I took a swig of mine.

"Do you know just how pretty you are?" he asked her.

Cookie took a drink from her fresh beer, looking up at him over

the rim of the can. "I've been told," she stated. "I don't pay

no attention. What does it matter?"

"It matters to boys, Cookie. Boys like pretty girls like you.

You ever have a boyfriend, Cookie?"

"Once."

"Only one?"

"Only one I liked."

"Oh but I bet lots of 'em like you, Cookie."

"Maybe so," she stated, "but it don't do you no good to get

serious over boys when you're with the carnival and travelin' all

the time."

"Smart Cookie," he said and then he laughed and took another sip

from his beer.

"I can't get over your name," he said to her. "I laughed when

I read the police report, on your father, this afternoon."

"Officer Sharker's a funny name too," she said, bending and

setting her open beer on the carpet.

Sharky stood and then bent to the floor, picking up her beer as

he looked down the front of Gina's white blouse.

"Let me set that on the dresser for you," he said.

Cookie sat up and put her hand to the neckline of her outfit,

making sure that all the buttons were fastened.

Sharky watched her for a moment and then he said, "Well, we all

know why we're here, don't we?"

Cookie, sitting against my left thigh, said, "Yeah. You want to

see me and my brother do the deed."

Sharky smiled and I saw his eyes flash that ice-like stare.

"Smart girl," he said. "Right to the point. I like that."

I took a gulp of my beer now. It tasted bitter on my tongue.

"So, how do you want us to do it?" Cookie asked.

"Well, I don't want you to just do it. I want you to lead up to

it."

"Lead up to it?"

"Yeah. A boy shouldn't just jump on a girl. There has to be a

little romance."

"Romance?" Cookie exclaimed. "But this is Jack!"

"So? Jack is a boy. He's a gentleman, aren't you Jack?"

"Yeah," I said. "I guess so."

Sharky reached over and took my beer and set it on the dresser

next to Cookie's.

"Do you usually just jump a girl's bones, Jack?" he asked.

"No."

"Well, what do you do, Jack? How do you get things started--

usually?"

"I don't know," I shrugged. "I guess I kiss 'em."

"You kiss them?"

"Yeah."

"Well, do that then. I'd like to see you kiss Cookie. Get her

in the MOOD, Jack."

Part 17.

Man, I started to shake as I turned my head and looked into my

sister's familiar face. It was the oddest feeling that had ever

come over me. I was scared. Really scared.

I swallowed thickly. My mouth had gone dry.

"Can I have another sip of my beer, Sharky?"

"Sure," he said, reaching over and handing me the can. "There's

another six pack, in the trunk of my car, if you need more."

I took a long swig, feeling the warm beer burn in my throat as

it went down. Then I handed the can back to Sharky.

He set it on the dresser and then he took a step toward us and

got down on his haunches so that he was at eye level with me and

Cookie.

"Okay now," he said, as if he was directing a movie, "kiss her."

What else was I to do? The beer was having a slight effect on

me now and I turned toward Cookie and leaned to her, pressing my

lips against hers. They were warm and soft and I felt them tremble

a little, against mine, as my eyes stared directly into hers and

she looked widely back at me.

This, I guess, is what the sports people mean when they say a

nothing result is like "kissing your sister".

"Is that a kiss, kids?" Sharky said, disappointingly. "Come on!

You can both do better than that!"

I pulled back for a moment, looking into Cookie's pretty face,

and then I said, "Close your eyes, at least."

"Alright," she said, and then her eyelids fluttered shut and I

pushed my face to hers again and pressed my lips firmly against

her own.

We sat there, like that, for a long minute. Side by side,

breathing into each other's faces through our noses, with our

closed lips pressed together and our hands on our laps. And then

Sharky said, "Hold it, kids. This isn't getting us anywhere and

I'm getting a little ticked."

I opened my eyes now and turned my face to him. I could sense

the anger building in his voice. "Sorry, Sharky," I said. "But

this just isn't natural. And it's not easy for us."

I could see impatience and irritation in his face as he stared

coldly back at me. "Try it again," he ordered.

I put my hands on Cookie's satiny shoulders now and pulled her

to me as I parted my lips slightly and pressed them more firmly

against hers.

Sharky leaned to us and said, "That's a little better. Open your

lips, Cookie. Open them for him."

I felt her lips part and I pushed my tongue to her smooth teeth,

rubbing them, and her gums, with the tip.

"Open your mouth, Cookie," Sharky directed and suddenly my tongue

was against hers but she squeaked in protest and then pulled her

face back.

"Shit!" Sharky barked.

"Look," I said to him quickly. "I brought something with me that

might help us out."

"What?"

"Well, you're a cop and I know this ain't exactly legal..."

"What is it?"

I reached into my shirt pocket and pulled out the large marijuana

joint that I had snatched from my cigar-box.

Sharky's eyes brightened as he saw it.

"God, Jack," Cookie said sarcastically. "You thought of

everything, didn't ya'?"

"Is this what Cookie likes?" Sharky asked.

"Well, I don't know if she likes it but I know what it does to

her."

"Well then. Let's light that sucker up, Jack!"

Sharky reached over to the dresser and handed me the matches from

the unused ash tray.

I lit the joint and took a long toke, holding the smoke in and

passing it to my sister.

She just looked at it. "I can't smoke this, Jackie. I told you

I'd never do this stuff again."

I let out the sweet smoke, in a long hiss, and then I said, "Sure

you can. It'll help us get through this."

Cookie looked at me anxiously and said, "No, Jackie." And she

handed the smoldering joint back to me.

"I'll do it FOR you, Cookie," I said.

Part 18.

"What do ya' mean?"

I took a really long toke from the reefer now, holding it all in

my mouth, and then I put my hands back on her soft shoulders and

pushed my parted lips back to hers.

"Open," Sharky ordered, and my sister opened her mouth just

enough for me to puff all of the smoke into her lungs.

I gripped her shoulders more tightly now and pushed my tongue

right into her mouth, licking the surface of her tongue and forcing

her to hold the smoke in.

"That's better," Sharky stated and then, after about half a

minute, Cookie pulled her face back and coughed and coughed, the

smoke forming a cloud around her head as she did so.

"That shit's strong," Cookie complained, coughing some more and

waving the smoke away from her with her hand.

I looked at Sharky and he glanced at me and then we both looked

at Cookie as she closed her eyes and her head bobbed forward and

then she quickly snapped it back upright and, with her blue eyes

wide, said, "Ooh wee!"

I handed the joint to Sharky now and he dropped it into the ash

tray.

"Alright now," Sharky said loosening his tie. "Let's try this

again. But make it a good one."

"Turn to me a little, Cookie," I said, and she adjusted herself

on the edge of the bed so that her upper body was facing me.

I scooted as close to her as I could and then I placed my hands

at her warm sides.

Cookie's eyes were already closed and she was breathing through

her mouth as I leaned to her and formed my lips around hers again

and placed my tongue back into her mouth.

Surprisingly, Cookie's soft tongue pressed back against mine,

this time, and she began to gently lick at my tongue as she cocked

her head and moved her face so that our lips rubbed softly

together.

I could feel the blood start to rush to my dick as I wrapped my

arms around her soft body and felt her warm arms entwine around my

neck.

"Good," Sharky encouraged. "That's real good. That's more like

it."

Cookie pressed her body even closer to me now and I could feel

the twin swells of her breasts against my chest as I held her more

tightly and sucked the sweetness of her warm mouth.

"Now we're getting somewhere," Sharky said. "Touch her breasts,

Jack."

With my left arm around her waist, I reached up between us and

placed my right hand over my sister's left breast. It was very

warm and firm feeling, under my hand, and I gave it a gentle

squeeze as Cookie's kisses became more passionate, her mouth now

wide open and our tongues out and licking at each other.

She began panting into my face as my finger's found her swollen

nipple and gently pinched and rolled it between them.

Cookie moaned into my face and worked her open lips at mine,

wetly.

"God, Jack! She likes it. Shit! Open her blouse!"

Not breaking our kiss, and feeling my cock swell hard with

excitement, I used both hands to unfasten the pearly buttons of the

silky, white blouse. Then I parted the front and placed my hands

over the soft, naked, warm flesh of both my sister's breasts.

Pressing them against her as I felt her arms tighten their grip

around my neck.

"Good. Good. That's a girl. That's the way. Good."

Sharky leaned forward and put his hands on our arms and then

pulled us apart.

We both opened our eyes and turned our faces to him. He was

panting with us and staring at us with his wide, steely eyes.

"Listen, kids," he said. This is getting better now. This is

what I want to see. But listen to me." His voice was very

commanding now as we looked at him with dull eyes. "I'm going to

take care of you kids. I'm going to do what I promised you. But

you're going to have to do exactly what I say now. It's very

important that you follow my directions, from here on out, so that

I can enjoy this. Understand?"

We both nodded.

"Alright. I want you two to respond to me while we continue.

Part 19.

"If I ask you a question, I want you to answer. If I tell you do

something, I want you to do it. Alright?"

We nodded again.

"Okay. Jack? Take your shirt off."

I moved back from Cookie a bit and pulled my shirt over my head.

"Okay now. Cookie, sit closer to Jack. That's it. Put your leg

up on his leg a little. That's good. Alright now. Kiss him."

We closed our eyes and Cookie pushed her open mouth to mine

again, licking my tongue as she wrapped her arms around my upper

body.

I placed my hands on her breasts again, exploring around their

soft circumference and kneading and pressing them firmly against

her heaving chest.

"That's good, Jack. Are her titties nice?"

"Ummm hummm"

"Yes, Jack. Squeeze them. Oh, they look so soft and firm."

Cookie's tongue was in my mouth now and I felt her arms tighten

at my back.

"Rub Jack's chest now, Cookie. Touch him. Feel those muscles

of his?"

Cookie gasped as she placed her hands on my chest and clutched

and squeezed at me, nodding her response to Sharky.

"That's it, Cookie. That's the way. Feel his arms now. That's

it. Aren't they strong feeling?"

"Umm hmm."

"You're both doing fine. This is real good, kids."

Sharky's voice was a distant, far off whisper to me now.

"Put your hand on Cookie's leg now, Jack. That's it. Run your

hand up and down it now."

I moved my open hand from her knee up to the hem of her skirt and

back to her knee.

"Isn't she soft, Jack? Is her leg smooth feeling?"

I nodded as I sucked at Cookie's sweet, agile mouth.

"Put your hand up her skirt now, Jack. That's it. Way up there

on her thigh. Is it warm up there?"

"Umm humm"

"Open your legs for him, Cookie. Let him feel you up there."

I had my hand up as far as Cookie's lap, but she still held her

thighs firmly together.

"Come on, Cookie," he coaxed. "We can get past this. Come on,

girl. Open them for him."

I sucked her mouth harder now. My cock was a straining pipe, in

my pants, as I felt my sister's thighs slowly part and my hand

dropped down between her legs. I stroked Cookie's hot, right,

inner thigh now as Sharky leaned down to watch me.

"Good, Cookie. That's a good girl," he soothed. "Feel her

thigh, Jack. That's it. Is it as soft and as smooth as it looks?"

"Umm hmm."

"Higher now, Jack."

I was as high up her thigh as I could go. My fingertips were

just touching the delicate, bare skin at the juncture of her leg

and her crotch. I could feel the tickle of her soft, pubic hair

on the knuckles above my finger nails.

"I want you to touch her pussy now, Jack."

I moved my hand and pressed it flat against the hot, downy soft

fur between my sister's legs. Just as I grasped it, I felt her

close her legs, trapping my hand against her hot pussy and between

the soft flesh of her creamy thighs.

"No, Cookie. Come on. We're so close, honey. I know you want

it. Come on, baby. Open your thighs so Jack can feel that pretty

thing."

Cookie chirped, through her nose, in protest, but I felt her legs

slowly part again and I began to rub my fingers against the soft,

twin cushions of her warm pussy.

"That's it kids," Sharky cooed. "Feel his fingers touching you,

Cookie?"

"Umm hmm."

"Is she wet, Jack? Can you feel her?"

I found the indention, between Cookie's soft pussy lips, and

carefully worked the tip of my finger inside.

Cookie WAS wet. Very wet.

I nodded my head as I continued to kiss her deeply.

"Good. Good."

Part 20.

I traced my finger, slowly up and down, within her slickened

notch, until I found the soft, elastic sheath of my sister's little

clitoris. I rubbed my fingertip gently against it and, as I did,

Cookie moaned loudly, into my face and her body seemed to melt

against me as her warm, sweet breath rushed from her nostrils.

"Unzip your brother's pants now, Cookie."

I continued to gently rub her swelling clit as I felt her hands

move to the front of my pants, undoing my belt and the snap and

then working my zipper down.

"Alright Jack," Sharky said. "Stand up and remove your pants."

I was in a kind of stupor now. I don't know if it was from the

beer or from what me and Cookie were doing, but I stood up and

removed my boots and pulled my pants down my thighs and let them

fall to the floor.

Cookie, sitting there with her eyes glassed over, was looking

directly at my twitching cock, panting through her pretty, open

mouth.

It was hard as a rock, and thrusting out, from my loins, at a

forty-five degree angle.

Sharky leaned to her. "Touch it, Cookie."

She reached slowly out and then grasped my dick with her small

hand. It was thick enough that her finger-tips and thumb tip could

not meet as she gripped it behind its swollen head.

"Your brother has a big one, Cookie. Did you know that he had

such a big cock?"

Cookie shook her head, causing her blond hair to dance about her

shoulders, her eyes were wide as she stared at what she was

holding. I could feel it throb in her hand.

"Stroke it, Cookie. That's the way. Yes. Up and down. You know

how to do it. Is it real hard?"

She nodded her head.

"You made it that way, Cookie. He's hard because you're so

pretty and so sexy and he wants to fuck you so badly. He wants to

push that big cock of his, up into your pretty pussy, Cookie.

That cock that's so hard. Would you like that? Would you like to

feel that big thing thrusting way up inside of you? Your big,

tanned, muscular brother driving himself deep into your body and

giving you pleasure?"

Cookie closed her eyes as he spoke but kept jacking slowly on my

cock and then she rubbed her hand over the engorged, sensitive tip.

I could feel it releasing pre-cum.

"Well?" Sharky pressed. "Would you?"

"Yes," Cookie breathlessly whispered.

Sharky reached over and pulled my sister's open blouse down the

back of her shoulders. Cookie had to release my cock as she

finished removing the silky blouse. She was now sitting there in

just the short skirt. The skirt had ridden up and her bare legs

were still apart so, as I looked down, I could see between her open

thighs.

Her pussy was as blonde and as pink and as perfect and as pretty

as it had been, when I'd seen it earlier, at the pussy show.

"Get back on the bed, Cookie."

My sister stood up and reached behind her to unfasten the clasp

at the back of her mini-skirt.

"No," Sharky said. "Just hike it up, like you did in the show

tonight. I want to watch you fuck in it."

Cookie pulled the hem of her skirt up and then moved to the

middle of the bed, arranging herself on her back with her arms at

her sides and her legs slightly apart. The mini-skirt was bunched

around her thin midriff, above the flair of her hips and, below

that, the furry, blond mound of her pussy was exposed, jutting up

from the flat plain of her wide, lower stomach. I could see the

cleft, through the wispy blond hairs at her crotch. It looked

moist and inviting.

Her eyes were closed, as I looked down on her, and she was

breathing deeply and rhythmically, causing her firm breasts to rise

up and down. Her nipples were swollen and erect.

I heard Sharky say, "Look at that, boy! Have you ever seen a

girl as sexy as that?"

I had to admit it, as I stood there and trembled, "No."

"Fuck her for me, Jack!"

I moved onto the bed and over her.

Cookie parted her legs a little more, to accommodate me, and then

I gently lay myself on top of her, feeling first the warm contact

of her twin breasts on my chest and then my cock as it came to rest

over the furry bump below her taut, lower belly. Then I was laying

fully on top of her, my elbows on the bedspread, at either side of

her thin waist, and my hands gripping her sides, just below her

armpits.