It was nearly noon on Halloween when my bedroom door burst open and Jenna charged through. She leaped onto my bed, landed square atop me, and shook me for all she was worth. "Wake up, wake up!" She shouted at me in her sweet raspy voice. I could hear her excitement easily, and her eagerness to wake me from one of the best wet dreams I had ever had. If only she knew how I truly felt for her, how much it meant to me to see her beautiful smiling face, and gorgeous dark eyes staring down at me when I first woke. But I could never tell her, that time had passed by over five years ago when her father married my mother. But that didn't stop the feelings I had for her, or keep me from dreaming about making love to her every night, at least I had that.
"Wake up Devon, wake up!" Jenna began to shake me harder as she sat atop me. I could feel the warmth of her precious sex rubbing, grinding into my quickly hardening rod. If I didn't soon respond to her verbally, I sure as hell would have been physically, and not in the way she was expecting. A couple more seconds of her pressing over top me and I would be at full mast, that she would not be able to miss.
"Devon..."
"What, what is it Jenna?"
"I need you, Devon." She answered. God how long I had waited to hear those words come from her full pouty lips. Shame the meaning behind them was the wrong one.
"What?"
"I need you to give me a ride." Oh, could this be anymore of a tease to my growing libido and penis, or could this be it, had the time finally come that Jenna wanted me just as badly as I wanted her? "I'm suppose to meet Laura and Stacy at the mall in twenty minutes and my car won't start. I need you to give me a ride, please..." I knew it was to good to be true. I should have told her no, but I never could resist her, I loved her too much to ever say no.
I let out a brief sigh of disappointment. "Fine, let me get dressed and I'll take you."
"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!" She cooed, following each thank you with a peck on my cheek. Part of me wanted so badly to turn my head at just the right moment to catch one of those kisses on my lips.
"Okay, now let me get dressed." Since I was eleven I had slept naked and Jenna knew this, but still she always drug her feet when it came to leaving my room so I could get out of bed, and this day was no exception. Sometimes I honestly thought she wanted to catch a glimpse of what was hiding under my sheet, but she would always cover her eyes and dart from the room when I would get tired of waiting and flip the sheet off with her in the room.
It only took me a couple minutes to get dressed and make it down to my car. Jenna was already seated in the passenger seat, waiting.
"Come on, come on, hurry up Devon, I'm going to be late."
"Keep your panties on sis, I'm coming - it's not like Laura is going anywhere."
"You don't understand Devon. We are picking out our outfits for tonight."
"Oh I understand Jenna, believe me I do." I said turning the key in the ignition, bringing my car to life. "It's just a party for Christ sakes." I knew it was much more than just a party to Jenna. She had always been a bit of a loner. Her only real friends were Laura and myself. It wasn't that Jenna was an outcast or anything, she was just a little shy. Our parents could never understand it, she was a beautiful girl with a body that screamed future playmate of the year, but Jenna never seen herself that way.
"Not to me Devon, this is the night my life is going to change forever, you have know idea."
"I guess not." I didn't really, this party meant more to her than I had thought, so I was glad to give her a helping hand anyway I could, not to mention Laura was every bit as hot as Jenna, and I knew she liked me. Nothing had really been said between us, just looks in passing, but that was before she split with her boyfriend. This would be the first time I had seen her since the breakup, and may be my best chance at her.
Once we arrived at the mall Laura and Stacy immediately met us at the car. I have to admit they were both looking fine. As usual they were dressed similar, as most identical twins do, in skin tight black dresses that fell just below their secret places and plunged wide and deep to show off their equally round and perky breasts. They were petite, slim, with narrow waists and full hips, and know matter how hot their bodies were they paled in comparison to the exotic beauty of their faces, with their olive complexions, plump lips, dark eyes and raven hair that hung to the small of their backs. These two made Lucy Lu look like some has been hag.
"Hay Devon." Laura cooed, leaning into my car window, gingerly blowing into my ear, swaying across in front of me, her lips just missing mine as they passed by each time.
"Come on Laura, knock it off." Jenna pleaded to her best friend, stepping out of my car and closing the door.
"Yeah, leave him alone sister..." Stacy commanded softly and even softer: "For now anyway."
"Thanks Devon, and sorry about that. She doesn't mean anything by it." Jenna told me as she leaned in through my window and kissed me on the cheek. I sat there and watched the three of them walk into the mall arm in arm in arm. Jenna didn't seem to quite fit in between them. The sisters in their skimpy black dresses, their silky black hair swaying back and forth across their tiny waists with each step, and between them walked sweet Jenna in her faded blue jeans with a hole warn through under the right rear pocket and both knees, a navy blue hooded sweatshirt covering all the rest of her luscious curves. Her honey brown hair bunched inside the hood as it flopped about on her back. No she didn't seem to fit at all, but what did I know. Once I watched them enter the double glass doors I went home for some more much needed sleep. Hoping I could catch my dream were I left off.
It seemed as if I had just gotten to sleep when I heard my mother calling me. I sat up, rubbed the fog from my eyes only to see my mother setting on the edge of my bed. Her one hand resting in her lap, the other on my thigh. Her hand was so close to my dick I was afraid to move.
"What, what is it mom?" I asked yawning.
"Devon, sweetie¾" She said in a strange, almost sensuous tone, her hand gently stroked my thigh. "I need to ask a big favor of you."
"A favor?" My voice started to shake, her hand barely missing the head of my cock. "What, what kind of favor?"
