AUTHOR	Black Dog
DATE ADDED	11th August 2001
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STORY CODES	f/m/m, inc, bro/sis

Bethany Reading was a good girl; a dedicated student, a loving and obedient daughter and a helpful and supportive sister.

That's why the 16-year-old beauty was seated on a stool in her bedroom in front of her two naked younger brothers, tenderly stroking their rigid little cocks.

The boys, 10-year-old Tyler and 12-year-old Justin, were on their elbows and knees, their firm boy asses facing their luscious older sister. She had a hand on each of their stiff boners, and was slowwwwwwwwwwwly stroking each one from balls to tip with agonizing deliberateness.

"Yes, my Li'l Stallions," she cooed, "doesn't this feel good? Doesn't it feel so wonderful to have your loving big sister be so nice to your hot fucksticks? Don't you enjoy it when I take such good care of your sexy pink balls and little boy-cocks?"

The boys made little moaning sounds, and she could feel each of their peters stiffen slightly at her words and touch. "Such strong, manly sexy studs to hold off and not shoot your sperm while I play with your scrumptious sex tackle all morning long," she praised. "Believe me, I not only adore the feel of your cute cocks and balls in my hands, but I really dig your sweet asses. I love to lick Li'l Stallion assholes!"

While she kept one hand on Tyler's cock, she leaned forward and used her other hand (Justin's cock prompted boinged! back up, slapping sexily against his hard boy-tummy) to pry open the older boy's firm ass-cheeks and dive her pretty peaches-and-cream face into his buttcrack.

Justin cried and moaned loudly, and rotated his butt in circles as Bethany vigorously swabbed her active licker all around his snug asspuckers. Then with a smack, she switched boys; and was tongue-fucking Tyler, sending him into shudders of stimulation and arousal.

After she had soaked each boy's tingling anus with a good licking, and had fucked her 16-year-old tongue a few deep strokes into their rectums, she straightened up again. Tossing her long, honey-brown hair, she smacked her lips ostentatiously. "Ummmmmmm," she said. "Nothing tastes as good as the asshole of a hot Li'l Stallion." Then she went back to her slow stroking of the boys' twitching pink peters.

While Bethany continued her tantalizing pleasuring of her brother's stiff cocks, their mother walked into the bedroom.

"So how are they doing?" asked 40-year-old Pamela Reading, crossing her arms and leaning in the doorway.

Bethany turned and flashed a smile at her mother, who looked like a slightly older and bustier version of herself. "Just great, Mom! I've been giving them the usual treatment and they've held off from cumming for over 20 minutes now. For a couple of hot-cocked young studs, that's pretty good!"

"It's pretty good," admitted their mother. "But the training is more than just self-control. They've got to build their stamina, too."

Bethany turned back to the boys and continued milking their hot penises, balls to tip, balls to tip. '"I know, Mom. Ten more minutes of this and then we'll do the sandwich drill."

Pamela smiled. "That's a good girl," she said. "Now, you boys make sure you treat your big sister right, and thank her afterwards for all the thoughtful training she's giving you."

The boys groaned slightly and then chorused. "We will, Mom," and then "Thanks, Beth."

Their perky older sister shifted in the stool in her tight T-shirt and short shorts. This long, teasing exercise not only aroused the boys to point of almost bursting their nuts, but had also heated up her horny teenage body. Her tiny thong panties were soaked and her breasts had swollen from their usual B-cup size to nearly a C. She felt her brown nipples straining at the flimsy white shirt that was stretched out by her ripening breasts.

She wanted to stop stroking their hot, tasty little boy peters, strip off her clothes and begin the sandwich drill, in which she took one boy in her cunt and another in her ass, but she was such a diligent "coach" that she put her own mounting carnal desires aside and forced herself to resume the slow, methodical stroking of their delightful young dicks.

"When you're done with the drill," said Pamela, by way of parting, "we'll have a training table dinner. See you then."

Mmmmmm, thought Bethany. She LOVED training table dinner. Now she was really heated up. The milking exercise, the sandwich drill and then training table dinner. This was going to be a wonderful day of coaching!

After 10 more agonizing minutes in which Bethany's tender hands were starting to get slippery with boyish pre-cum, she withdrew her hands from their stiff and jerking loins and wiped them on her shirt, which she then peeled off and let her perky, pert tingling teenage tits bounce freely.

"OK. Li'l Stallions," she said, "give me a hug and them we'll see how good you guys are at making a sandwich."

"All right!" and "Cool!" cried the boys, who turned around and flung themselves into their older sister's arms. She hugged them both and felt their rigid little peters poking into her soft-rounded belly and even her sweet, creamy tits.

She squeezed them in her arms, cupping their firm boy-butt cheeks and nuzzling their fresh, eager faces. "I sure love you guys," she said, and then gave each of them a quick, loving spank on their bottoms. "Time to start the drill."

The boys flopped back on either side of the big bed, leaving room between them for their sexy sister. She stripped down her soaked panties and shorts and stood there totally nude for a moment at the foot of the best, her firm, erotic teenage body an object of raging lust for the two oversexed little boys that awaited her.

"All right," she said, wagging a finger admonishingly at them. "You know the drill! Me on my side; Tyler starts in my asshole and Justin in my cunt. Then after 10 minutes, I turn over and Tyler gets my pussy and Justin fucks my shitter. After 10 more minutes, it's OK to cum, but not before. And no fooling around like last time!"

The boys giggled devilishly. The last time the three had run a sandwich drill, at the end of the exercise the boys had wrapped their arms and legs around their sister and refused to let her up. Although she was stronger than either of them individually, she couldn't beat both of them. So they had held her in place while they fucked her helpless body for another hour, shooting load after thick hot load into her climaxing, writhing 16-year-old body, cunt and asshole. She had loved it, but it wasn't part of the training regimen.

Bethany threw herself between them and grabbed for the timer on the headboard. While her 10-year-old brother fit his swollen four-inch peter between her welcoming asscheeks, and her 12-year-old sibling poked the head of his five-inch cock pass the lips of her pussy, the serious but hot high school junior set the clock for 10 minutes and then relaxed on her side.

"That's it, you sexy little studs," she said. "Fuck your loving big sister, you hard-cocked L'il Stallions."

And they did. The boys began to drill their sizzling hard fucksticks into the butthole and cunt of their pretty older sister while she lay there smiling and moving catlike around the invading peters in her appreciative body.

The boys not only stoked their cocks in a steady rhythm in her hot, tight holes, they fondled her breasts, sucked her nipples and caressed her long, sexy legs. They stuck wiggling tongues between her sweet lips, and nibbled on her perfect ears as her long hair cascaded over their faces.

Soon, Bethany was moaning with arousal. "Now," she said with difficulty. "Re-re-remember boys. You guys -- oh, god that feels good Tyler! Fuck your sister's tight asshole! You guys have to -- jeez, Justin, your mouth feels you good on my hot nipples. Bite my nipples so sweet, you sexy little fucker. You guys have to hold off squirting your hot loads until after the 10 minutes is up. But me... omigod that's sexy!... I can come whenever I want, so don't -- don't -- don't let my orgasm pull your hot sperm squirting out of you before the time is up."

Justin rammed his leaking peter deeply into his sister's sucking cunt, riding high in her pussy so that his rigid cock rubbed both her tingling clit and pulsing G-spot. "Hnhhhnhhhggg. Doesn't seem very fair, Beth," he managed to gasp out.

Bethany pulled her 12-year-old brother into her embrace and kissed him deeply, wetly. "I know, my sweet Li'l Stallion," she consoled, "but remember why we're doing this. And how well it's working. Aren't you proud to have the best junior soccer team in town?"

A giggle sounded behind Bethany as Tyler cockscrewed his cock deliciously in her tight butthole. "First in soccer!" he said. "And first in fucking!" They all laughed at that and kept giggling while the two preteen boys double-fucked their nude willing sister.

The Li'l Stallions were the best soccer team around. In the 10 to 12-year-old division, they had won the Youth Soccer League title three years in a row, and were the favorite to win again this season.

It wasn't that they had the star players. When it came time to pick an all-star team, few Stallions were named. But they nevertheless won all their games, usually by 1-0 scores, typically winning with a goal in the last few minutes.

Many observers scratched their heads. "But they're not that good!" would be a typical lament of a losing coach. But the secret to their victories was not in their athletic skill, but in their conditioning.

You see, Pamela Reading was the real force behind the Li'l Stallions. The nominal coach was Dal Van Oort, a crusty old Dutchman who shouted at the boys in some incomprehensible dialect unknown to anyone outside of Holland.

But his teams were always fresh as a daisy at the end of the game when their opponents were stumbling around gasping on dead legs. It was then that the Li'l Stallions usually made their move.

Pam Reading was a pretty, if not glamorous woman who had a wonderful and tragic secret. She was in love with her brother, Rod, who had been a long-distance runner in high school. He was three years older than her, and she adored him absolutely. One windy night on a camping trip, a downpour had left them alone in a leaky cabin in the forest, and they had thrown away conventional mores and gave into their temptations. The 14-year-year-old boy and his 11-year-old sister coupled feverishly for hours on the floor of the cabin, and Rod had held off his climax until the very end of their lovemaking, pulling out and shooting his load all over her trim tummy and still-small tits.

The next week, Rod ran in the city cross-country meet for high school freshman, and won it going away, beating his previous personal best by almost a half-minute.

Guilt over having made love to his own sweet little sister gave way to curiosity. Had the sex -- especially the lengthy, prolonged screwing that tested his self-control -- somehow improved his running? Or, more to the point, had it some how improved his stamina?

Pamela certainly thought so, and used the event to coerce her adorable brother into more and more extended sexual gymnastics. She would suck his cock for an hour, and forbid him to spunk off in her wet, hot mouth until she gave him permission. She would ride his thick, hairy boy-boner with her nearly bare twat for a similar period. bringing him to the brink over and over again before pulling her tight cunt off his swollen prick and milking him messily off onto her hands and his drum-tight belly.

And it worked. As Pamela and her brother fornicated in long, delicious sessions that dragged on for hours, his stamina, staying power and "wind" grew more and more prodigious. Combined with his regular running training, he became by his senior year the best schoolboy runner in the state.

That was great for Rod, but not so much for Pamela, who saw her true love, her wonderful brother, go off to a faraway college on a track-and-field scholarship. There, he met a girl, fell in love, got married and never moved back to his hometown and his heart-broken little sister.

So she ended up marrying a nice guy, her husband Phil, who was so absorbed in his job as a stock broker that he was rarely home. Pamela took over the total responsibility for their home and their four kids: son Franklin, now 19 and away at college, daughter Bethany, 16, and sons Justin, 12, and Tyler, 10.

Her coaching of her kids started when Franklin was just 11 himself. Not very athletic and the subject of the taunts of other kids, she decided to come to his aid by helping him improve in the one sport he enjoyed: swimming.

Drawing on the success she had with her brother, she took Frank into their backyard pool while the other kids were elsewhere, and began her conditioning.

"Listen, Franklin," she said, as she stood there in the water wearing a small bikini swimsuit that amplified her charms, especially her juicy C-cup breasts, "if you're willing, I can make you into a swimming champion. You'll look great and feel great, and you'll not only win lots of races and awards, but all the little girls will be throwing themselves at you. But you have to do what I say, no matter how strange it may sound. And you have to keep your training routine a very, very close secret. Do you agree?"

Her 11-year-old son, his little peter already half-stiff in his small swimsuit as he looked at his pretty mother's big, ripe breasts, nodded. "I agree, Mom. Our secret, hope to die."

Pamela, glided to the other end of the pool, and when there, opened the front clasp of her bikini bra and let her luscious breasts bobble sexily out. "If you want to suck on these," she said, "swim over here just as fast as you can."

At top speed the youth splashed his way across the pool, and was happily suckling on her thrusting, swollen breasts and nipples in record time.

"That's the idea, son," she said, holding him close to him and reaching down to strip his bathing suit down to reveal his rigid sixth-grade boner. "Mommy's going to give you lots of incentive to work your hardest and be the best you can be." With that she tipped her son back and cupped his small but sweet balls in one hand and lowered her mouth to his jerking boner. "We're both gonna love this training."

Franklin was such a successful swimmer that when the Li'l Stallions were organized four years ago, the parents who started the team asked if Pamela could provide some conditioning tips.

"I'll do better than that," she told the other moms and dads at a team meeting. "You send your kids to my house on regular schedule and I'll get them so conditioned you won't believe what good shape they're in. But I only want boys who are willing to work very, very hard."

Hard was the operative word. The original Li'l Stallions stunned the league by winning their division in their inaugural year, and all of the players credited Pamela Reading with the victory.

The next year her own son Justin was old enough to play for the Li'l Stallions and when her youngest came of age, she enlisted her daughter Bethany in the program. Beth had been a star youth soccer player herself, but a knee injury had cut short her career.

When Pamela told her daughter about all the good she could do, and then her secret about her own experiences with her brother, Bethany became a willing participant in their carnal conditioning program. She had always been very close to her siblings, as well as a very horny girl, so the chance to help her brothers and get her cunt, mouth and ass filled with hot, tasty spurting cocks was very appealing.

And that's what pretty Bethany Reading was doing on her bed that day, her younger brothers drilling their hot cocks ceaselessly into her sucking holes.

They were so well-conditioned by this time -- especially Justin -- that they could easily hold off cumming until they'd fucked her into a fistful of wonderful orgasms.

"Oh, God, fuck your horny big sister!" Beth would say as she urged her ass and cunt back and forth against the invading boy-pricks sending her toward another climax.

They'd already made it through the first 10-minutes without a hitch, and the sexy high school junior had orgasmed twice around their hot little peters, Now with Justin in her ass and Tyler in her cunt (and sucking like a vampire on her huge-feeling tits), she caught a glimpse of the timer, and saw that just 10 more seconds remained.

"Fuck me you sexy little hard-cocked bastards!" cried out. "Just six... five more seconds... you can shoot your hot loads! One second... Now! Cum in me! Now! Shoot your hot cum in my cunt and up my asshole!"

The boys knew their cocks were as big as they'd ever been, and their balls churning with desire after all that time of stimulation without release. And yet, being boys and brothers, they still wanted to tease their sister.

"Now what is it you want?" Justin asked, flexing his thick peter deep in his sister's sucking asshole. "I don't think I heard you."

Bethany chomped down with her ass-muscles on his sister-sodomizing cock. "SHOOT YOUR CUM UP MY SHITTER! UP MY CUNT, YOU MEAN LITTLE SHITS!" she shouted. "DON'T TEASE ME! I'll CUM SO HARD IF YOU JUST SHOOT YOUR SPERM UP YOUR HORNY SISTER'S HOLES!"

"Okey-dokie," said Tyler and at that moment, both boys began to jazz her cunt and asshole superfast and unclench their heretofore restrained cock and ball tubes. "Here it cums, Sis!" announced Justin.

"OH MY SWEET GOD!" screamed Bethany as the hot, thick sperm-blasts of both her brothers rocketed into her cunt and asshole. "SO FUCKIN' GOOD! SO FUCKING GOOOOOOOD!" she yelled, and felt her own orgasm overtake her as her hot-dicked little brothers pissed out their scorching hot preteen semen deeply into her spasming body.

Beth screamed and moaned and thrashed; the boys leaned their bodies into hers and grinned with insane pleasure as their teased and tantalized cocks and balls were finally allowed to release the tremendous tension and pressure into the hot and sexy body of their loving older sister.

More explosions rocked Beth's body, tossing her back and forth between the thick. blasting sperm cannons raping her sucking holes. She spasmed and jerked; they pulsed and pumped. Over and over and over again until their once-fat and engorged balls were finally empty, and Beth's sweat-soaked body was wrung out and limp.

Gasping and panting, the three lay there, still intertwined.

Finally, Beth giggled, and flexed her cunt and ass on the half-hard peters still wedged between her legs. "Wow," she said between pants. "This is sure <squeeze!> hard work!"

 

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