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Subject: {ASSM} Rebecca and Joseph Sleep Over, part 3: Consummation (Mbg, ped, inc, mast, 1st, reluc, cons)
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This is an erotic story featuring adults and children.  If you don't want
to read such a thing, don't.  If it's illegal for you to read it whoever
and wherever you are, I don't really care.  Don't read it, or don't get
caught.  Either way, that's your problem.

   This is my story.  It may be freely distributed and reposted to free
sites, or the free areas of pay sites, so long as authorship is properly
credited and these introductory paragraphs are included.  If you can find
someone silly enough to pay you for this story and you steal it for that
purpose, well, mazel tov and fuck you.

   This story is F-I-C-T-I-O-N.  No actual children or adults or anything
were involved in its production.  What part of "made up" don't you
understand?  Intelligent feedback gratefully accepted at rufusfugit at
yahoo dot com.  Stupid feedback and flames to /dev/null.

   Rebecca and Joseph Sleep Over, part 3: Consummation (Mbg, ped, inc,
mast, 1st, reluc, cons) by Rufus Fugit

   I drifted back to wakefulness, realizing that the movie was no longer
playing.  Glancing at the tv screen I saw the DVD menu cycling silently. 
Rebecca was snoring softly with her head pillowed in the crook of my neck.
The warm weight of her naked body resting on me felt so good.  I hugged her
to me, feeling her chest rise and fall, cupping a nipple and her soft,
smooth sex in my hands.  Her legs were splayed, the left one falling off
the couch and the right wedged between my thigh and the cushions.  Just
inhaling the fresh, clean scent of her was enough to make my prick start to
engorge.  It had been hard more than not for the last 12 hours and in that
time the children's hands and mouths had given me two tremendous orgasms,
so it felt pleasurably sore as it rose to half mast, but I was driven by
the thought of what I was about to do to complete little Rebecca's
debauchery.  This time yesterday she had been a normal, completely innocent
eight-year-old.  Since then she had learned to enjoy masturbation, how to
give hand jobs and blowjobs, and had her bald cunny eaten repeatedly to the
limits of her pleasure.  She'd swallowed two loads of my cum.  She and her
ten-year-old brother had committed incest more than once and I had broken
her hymen on my kitchen table.  Most recently, she had taken charge
herself. Rather than just passively if eagerly accepting the sexual
feelings Joseph and I coaxed from her immature body, she had seized the
initiative (and my prick) in the shower.  Ignoring my plans and protests
the skinny blonde had basically had her way with a grown man seven times
her age.  She had sucked my cock like a pro, yanking a shuddering climax
out of me and greedily gobbling down my sperm.  And now that her virgin
barrier was gone, I was moments away from completing my plunder of her
innocence.  When her parents arrived in a couple of hours to take the
children home, I was going to hand them back a freshly fucked
second-grader.

   Rebecca's big brother, Joseph, was still in the wing chair next to the
couch.  The little perv was still doing the same thing he'd been doing
before I feel asleep, working on his own masturbation skills.  He had his
ten-year-old penis gripped in his left hand and he was rapidly rubbing the
head back and forth against his other palm.  His naked body was squirming
in pleasure.  "Luckily, you can't wear that thing out," I spoke softly.  He
looked up and grinned at me.  "You probably can't get all the way to your
super-good feeling that way, but I bet it still feels good." In the last
night and day I had pulled the two preteens into a whirlwind of incestuous
perversion but I had carefully censored my language.  In twelve hours they
had had more varied sexual experiences than many people three times their
age but I'd avoided teaching them slang they might be tempted to repeat
where curious adult ears could overhear.  Hence, "super-good feeling"
instead of cumming, "love juice" instead of cum, and so on.

   "I like it like...ah...this.  It feels so good, it...oh...almost hurts,
but I can keep doing it..."

   "What you need, though, is some lubrication.  Stop for a minute...run in
the kitchen and bring me the bottle of vegetable oil from the pantry." The
boy got up from the chair and scampered off.  I admired his tight little
ass and as he returned a moment later, his hairless little erect peter
bouncing against his bare belly.  Ah, youth.  It had been many years since
mine had stood straight up like that.  "Hold the bottle," I instructed him
so that I could remove the cap one-handed without disturbing the naked girl
asleep on me.  "Pour a little oil in my hand."

   He got more than "a little", overflowing my cupped palm and spilling on
the carpet.  Oh well.  "Put the bottle down, yeah, right here next to the
couch." As he stood up, I dribbled the oil over his penis, massaging it and
his scrotum until his crotch glistened.  "Now hold my hand.  No, with both
of yours," and I worked the remaining oil into his small hands.  "Now try
it."

   He grabbed himself and a look of surprised pleasure spread across his
face.  His eyes widened as he started rubbing his dick head against his
palm again.  "Ooooooh, wow, aaaaaaah," he moaned, half crouching as the
increased intensity took him over.

   "If you think that feels good, just wait to you see what comes next. 
Has your dad told you how babies get made?"

   "Yes, I know," he said immediately, amending it with "Mom told me." But
I knew Joseph was kind of a know-it-all.  He hated admitting he didn't
understand something, so if you asked him his reflexive answer was always
"yes", whether true or not.

   "So explain it to me," I said mildly.

   "Why, don't you know?"

   "Very funny, smartass.  Go on, tell me how babies get made."

   "Well, the man has a sperm, and the woman has an egg, and together they
make a baby and it grows in the woman's u...something in her tummy.  Then
when the baby's ready it comes out her vagina."

   "You're right, as far as that goes.  But lemme ask you this: how do the
sperm and egg get together?" Joseph opened his mouth to answer then closed
it as he discovered, as children will, a gap in his knowledge he hadn't
even known was there.  "How about if I give you a hint: what if I told you
that my love juice that I've been squirting all over you two is full of
sperm?"

   His eyes widened.  "No way!"

   "Way," I chuckled.  "So, if the baby comes out of the vagina, how do you
think the sperm gets up there in the first place?"

   I'd pretty much handed him the answer.  "It goes up the vagina...?" I
could almost hear his mental gears clashing as he tried to picture it.

   "You got it.  Now, your little sister here," I stroked my hand over the
girl's chubby labia - she stirred but didn't wake - "is too young to have
any eggs ready.  But remember how good it felt when you put your finger up
her, how hot and tight she is?  Just imagine how it would feel to put your
wiener in there instead.  I'm going to wake her up in a minute and put mine
in her."

   "You can't put your wiener in Rebecca!  It's way too big, you'll hurt
her!" I admired Joseph's defense of the younger girl, but even as he spoke
his eyes were straying to her tight little slit and his boner twitched.

   "I'm not going to put it all the way in.  It's not going to hurt her,
she's going to love it.  And if we don't run out of time, you might get a
turn, too.  Now sit back down for awhile, ok?"

   Joseph's eyes got big at the thought of fucking his baby sister, but he
obediently sat back down in the wing chair.  For the moment he had stopped
jacking himself but I could see his little prick straining upwards.  I
gently shook the naked girl lying on me.  "Rebecca, honey?  Wake up.  Wake
up, sweetie."

   The little girl opened her eyes and stretched.  The feel of her childish
muscles flexing against me was delightful.  She turned her head to look at
me and a sleepy smile spread across her face.  "I'm still naked."

   "Yes, you are, honey.  You look prettiest that way.  We're all still
naked." To emphasize her state of undress I rubbed my hands all over her
torso, dipping down over her smooth cunny and brushing over her tiny clit.
She wriggled under my caress.  "You ready to have some more fun?"

   "OK.  Can I suck on you some more?"

   Just hearing Rebecca speak those words in my ear in her piping little
voice was incredibly erotic.  My cock which had been half-hard already
swelled further and flopped over, slapping gently against her slit with a
soft "thwack".  The young girl jumped, and giggled.  "It's your wiener."

   "Yes, it is." I took her hand and reached down, wrapping it around my
growing cock.  "Here, play with me a bit while I get us comfortable." The
child started squeezing and releasing the stiffening tube of flesh, running
her smooth fingers along the length, teasing at the skin just behind the
head.  "Mmmmm, you're so good at that!" I shifted around so that I sat
slumped low on the couch.  I put my feet up on the coffee table, letting
Rebecca's bony knees splay to either side of my thighs; her toes didn't
quite touch the carpet.  I planted feathery kisses on her cheek and neck as
she carried on jacking me and murmured endearments and praise into her ear.
Meanwhile, I reached down and dipped two fingers into the bottle of
vegetable oil.  I painted the oil across the underside of my cock and
Rebecca's eager hand spread it around.  "It feels better when everything's
slippery," I explained, repeating the anointing three times until my cock
was thoroughly coated.  Then, returning to the bottle three more times, I
gave her hairless little cunt the same treatment.

   I rubbed the oil into her lips and up and down her slit.  At the top I
paused to circle and lightly pinch her clit, making her jump and gasp. 
"Oh! oh!  oh!" she breathed out as my fingers flicked the little pebble
back and forth.  Then I slipped my hand further down, palming her clit and
gently probing her opening with my middle finger.  Slowly rubbing back and
forth, I gradually penetrated her a little bit with each stroke.

   "Wha..?  Ah!" the child moaned as my finger slid fully into her.  Her
body tensed and she drew her legs up, bending her knees.  Her small feet
waved in the air, toes spread.  My finger was captured in her slick heat; I
felt the muscles twitch and tighten as her legs moved.  Her grip tightened
involuntarily, shocking me with pleasure as her slippery fingers squeezed
my prick near the root then slid up towards the tip.  Her mouth had dropped
open in surprise with her tongue was slightly protruding from the corner in
a parody of childish concentration.

   I gripped her tight across the chest and stomach with my free arm. 
"There, baby, that's OK, isn't it?  Feels good, uh huh?" I started pumping
my finger slowly in and out.  It made soft squishing sounds as the oil
coated her channel and spread all around.

   Her voice came in little gasps as she adjusted to the incredible new
sensations of having her vagina and clit stimulated at the same time. 
"You...ah...put...ah...your finger...oh...in me! 
It's...ah...weird...feels...oh...big...feels...good...more..." But instead
I pulled out entirely and went back to circling her clit.  I took her hand
off my cock, allowing it to spring back so that it rested along her juicy
slit.  I started hunching my hips slowly so that my tool was sliding
between her lips.  The feeling made Rebecca giggle and sigh.  "Your
thingy...hah!...it's touching me...hah!...oooooh!" I continued the motion
for several minutes, sliding my prick up and down while teasing out the
child's swelling clitoris.  Her breathing got heavier as her arousal built
and built.  She was now squirming under my touch, legs kicking out
randomly, her skin getting slippery with sweat and hot sliding against my
hairy chest.  After a bit I used my hand to press my cock deeper between
her lips with each stroke.  Rebecca laid her head back against my shoulder,
her eyes closing, her breath coming in little explosive gasps.

   I reached down around her flexed hip and pulled my penis down, the
engorged head plowing her hairless furrow until it was just poking at her
opening.  I slid my other hand over her sweet mound and down, using my
fingers to gently separate her slick lips.  Then I slowly pushed in. 
Rebecca's eyes snapped open.  "What're you...?  What?  Your thingy..."

   "Yes, sweetie, I'm putting my wiener into you now.  This is what feels
best, pretty Rebecca, just relax," I crooned in her ear.  I could feel the
incredible heat and tightness of her enveloping the tip of my penis.  Her
knees came up again and her body tensed.

   "Oh, nooooo, don't put it in me, it's too big.  It's...ah!...  too big.
It hurts!  Ow!  OW!"

   "Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh, it's OK.  I'm going slow, baby, I'm going real
slow." I stopped the steady pressure and instead began a slow, gentle
thrusting, moving only fractionally deeper each time.  "Here, honey,
this'll help," I took her right hand and placed it over her mound, pressing
the middle finger against her exposed button where the hood was distended
by the cock impaling her.  "Rub yourself, rub your magic button, and
that'll make it go in easier."

   The child started frantically strumming her clit as I continued my
gradual penetration.  I was panting and blowing, and she was grunting and
making explosive "oh!" and "ow!" sounds with each thrust.  Her knees were
drawn up, her legs bicycling slowly as she rocked back and forth.  With
each thrust, I felt the molten vise of her vagina take me in a bit further,
until a tight ring snapped around the ridge.  My glans was entirely
enveloped!  Changing back to steady pressure, I pushed, hard, and another
good inch slid slowly in.  "AaaaaaAAAAAHHOWW!" The breath gusted out of the
little girl as she threw her head back against my shoulder and gritted her
teeth.  The cords stood out in her neck and her legs kicked straight up.  I
didn't try to push in any further than that.

   "Oooooh, my gosh!  Rebecca, honey, you did it!  I'm inside you!  Oh, I'm
so proud of you!" I was fucking Rebecca, fucking an eight-year-old girl! 
The delicious heat of a vagina was coupled with a tightness like I'd never
experienced.  I could feel her vaginal walls squeezing and moving against
me as she gasped for breath.  I spread my palm on her abdomen and pressed
gently and I swear I could feel a lump where my cock invaded her.  I held
the squirming, moaning child tightly against me, murmuring sounds of
comfort in her ear.  Gradually her body relaxed, the red flush draining
from her face and her strained grimace easing.  She bent her knees and put
her feet on my thighs.  Even her masturbation calmed; instead of strumming
her clit wildly her wet fingertips now circled it slowly but firmly.  She
was still puffing her breath out, each exhalation ending in a soft "ow!",
but she didn't seem in actual pain, just stuffed fuller than she ever had
been.  "There, you're OK now.  It's starting to feel good, isn't it?  Here,
feel where I'm inside you." I guided her hand to where my oiled cock
disappeared into her hole.  She cautiously felt it, traced her own
tight-stretched lips around it, then went back to flicking her exposed
little clitty.  It was an incredible sight, looking down over the naked
child's flat chest.  Her abdomen was tensed with her tight baby six-pack in
tight relief, her legs stretched wide with the tendons standing out, all
glistening with the sweat of her exertion.  I could see the top of her
mound and her clit standing out proud, and beneath that my penis, veins
bulging in relief against the dark, flushed skin.  I was no more than
average size but looked huge splitting open the tiny child.

   Experimentally I flexed my prick, feeling it push back against the
extreme pressure surrounding it and making her breath catch in her throat.
"WhooooooAH!  Ah!  It's...so big!  I feel...I feel...ah!" The child was
overwhelmed with the new sensations.  I thought to distract her with some
education, and I was going to break my own rule in this one instance.

   "Do you know what we're doing, sweetie?  Know what this is called?  It's
'fucking'.  Can you say that?"

   "That's a bad word!" the little girl exclaimed.  "I'm not supposed to
say it."

   "It is a bad word, but the one time you're allowed to say it is when
you're doing it, like you are right now.  Go ahead."

   "...fucking." She barely whispered it as if she expected her mother to
instantly appear in full scolding mode.

   "That's right.  Actually, fucking is more than just being inside you,
it's moving in and out." l began gently pulling back and pushing in ever so
slightly.  "Like this." Rebecca twisted her impaled cunny from side to side
against my motion.  Her vagina contracted hard, trying to expel the adult
penis invading her as I withdrew, then reluctantly gave way again as I
pressed back in.  She started making high-pitched groans in time with my
slow thrusts, and her masturbation accelerated.  I whispered in her ear
"I'm fucking you now, beautiful Rebecca.  What am I doing?"

   "You're...uuuuuhhgh...fucking me," she whispered back as if she didn't
quite believe it.

   "Good girl.  Do you like it now?  Does it feel good?"

   "YeeuuuuHHGH...yes, it...uhgh!...sort of, it...uhgh!" The child was
still clearly feeling some discomfort at being stretched so wide open for
the first time, but the discomfort was being swamped by the feelings of
pleasure from the friction against her clit and the positive verbal strokes
and encouragement I was giving her.

   "Tell me it does, sweetie.  Say, "I like fucking.  I like getting
fucked.'"

   I looked right into the child's bright blue eyes as she repeated my
words in her soft, high voice.  "I like...ugh!...fucking!  I...ugh!...like
getting...ugh!...fucked." And then she giggled.

   "Do you want me to fuck you more, Beck?  Should I keep fucking you?"

   "Uh huh!  Keep...ugh!...fucking me!"

   "Just say 'fuck me' and keep saying it, and I'll keep doing it!"

   I started thrusting more rapidly but still shallowly.  Her slender body
was now bucking against me, her little fingers a shiny blur on her clit. 
She was sheened in perspiration, and a bright red flush again spread up to
her hairline and down her neck, past her pale nipples and onto her heaving
belly.  Her knees drew up again as she rocked back and forth with my
motion. I could see her tiny delicate toes curling and uncurling and she
chanted in time with my thrusts as I sped up.  "Fuck ME!  Fuck ME!  FuUGHk
ME!  Fuck ME!  FuckMEfuckMEfuckMEfuckME..."

   I was in heaven.  Or rather, I was underneath heaven and my cock was
buried in it.  I held the writhing girl against me as I thrust again and
again into her burning hot vagina.  Rhythmic squishing sounds of our
intercourse accompanied the second grader's piping voice.  The stimulation
was so intense that it seemed to be coming from everywhere and nowhere; as
if all of my skin was stuffed inside Rebecca's hot, wet baby cunt and her
cunt was all over my body.

   I had pretty much forgotten Joseph was in the room, hell, that there was
a room at all.  I glanced over and saw him staring in perfect astonishment
at my hairy adult penis driving again and again into his younger sister's
bald cunny.  His eyes were the size of dinner plates, his mouth hung open;
his hand was still gripping his skinny rod and it was still stiff but he
seemed to have entirely forgotten it was there.

   I was moaning and grunting in counterpoint to Rebecca's soprano.  Her
litany of "fuckmefuckmefuckme" had become a steady, incoherent whine as I
felt my cum start to rise.  I couldn't stop myself from making deeper, more
violent thrusts and each one drew a sharp shriek from the tiny blonde girl.
As my climax started we both experienced an intense, confusing mix of pain
with pleasure, in her case as her labia and vagina were stretched far
beyond what was normal but wildly stimulated.  For me, the sheer lewdness
and perversity of the situation and the velvet heat of the 8-year-old's
cunt shot me over the top into orgasm, but with my urethra so constricted
by her extreme tightness that ejaculation was exquisite agony.

   Rebecca's face was beet-red.  As she felt my penis expand within her
tortured little cunny and my semen surge into her vaginal passage she
squinched her eyes shut and her shriek became a drawn-out moan. 
"EEEEAAAAAAHhhhoooouuuOOO!" My first shot filled her to overflowing.  I
grunted as each squirt burned its way out of me; I could feel the cum
squishing back out past her tightly-stretched lips and puddling around my
crotch.  It wasn't a huge load, since Rebecca had swallowed my first of the
day into her cute little tummy less than three hours ago, but there was
just no room for it in her overstuffed little cunt.  "Augh!  Ugh! 
Aaaaaaaa...." Finally my peak passed and I felt my body relaxing.  I eased
back, reducing the pressure but not yet withdrawing.  I hugged her tightly
against me, turning my head so we were nose to nose.

   "Oh, Rebecca, I love you!  You made me feel sooooo good!  I want to fuck
you over and over and over!  You fuck better than anyone I've ever done it
with!" The child fairly glowed under my praise as I peppered her little
face with kisses, kissing her eyelids, her nose, her mouth, her forehead,
stroking her hair and caressing her.

   "I love you, too," she said with childlike simplicity and did her best
to kiss me back.  "And I like fucking!" She grinned impudently, still
feeling like she was getting away with something by saying the naughty
word.

   As my penis softened the pressure of her unbelievably tight cunt forced
it out, followed by a thick ooze of semen.  We sighed together as we felt
our most intimate contact end.  I tenderly moved her off me to lay on the
couch, and bent over to inspect her ravaged genitals.  Joseph came over and
looked over my shoulder.  Her outer lips were an angry red from all the
stretching and friction.  Her cunt still gaped open, leaking sperm down
over her asshole.  Her clit was pulled out and stood up proud.  "We have to
clean you up, sweetie." I wiped up a dollop of my cum on a finger and held
it up to Rebecca's face.

   She slurped my finger clean, making a face as she rolled it around in
her mouth.  "That tastes different," she said.

   I repeated the action, this time eating it myself.  Indeed it did taste
different; it was flavored with the heavenly essence of Rebecca, mixing the
salty taste of my cum with the sweet, tangy flavor of preteen pussy. 
Delicious.  I continued alternately feeding the little girl and then myself
our mingled juices until sperm no longer leaked from her opening.  Then I
bent down and used my tongue to clean her entire crotch and her inner
thighs, from her pucker to the top of her prominent mound, lapping up the
sticky mess of sweat, cum, baby honey, and vegetable oil until she was
reasonably clean.  Rebecca giggled and squirmed as I did.  Finally, I held
my wilted, slimy cock to her lips and she obediently slurped it in, looking
up into my eyes as she sucked it clean.

   "OK, kids, Joseph, sit down here a minute.  I have to tell you something
important." Rebecca struggled to a sitting position and Joseph sat down
next to her.  This was serious, but his hairless mini-pecker looked so cute
that I couldn't resist grabbing it and giving it a few gentle tugs.  I
loved that the boy now accepted this as completely normal.  He leaned back
and spread his legs, closing his eyes and making sighing sounds of
pleasure. I gripped his penis with my fingertips, feeling the stiff little
core of him as I slid the skin up and down.

   I turned sideways to look directly at the two naked children.  I stopped
jacking Joseph but didn't turn loose of him.  "What we're been doing, it's
a lot of fun.  And when you get home, you're probably going to want to do
it more.  But you can't.  Except for playing with yourself, by yourself,
when you're alone in your room, you can't.  It's really really important."

   "Why not?  Why can't we?"

   "Because you'll get caught.  And I don't think you can imagine how bad
that would be.  Rebecca, if you get caught sucking on Joseph's penis -" I
waggled the organ in illustration "- what do you think would happen?"

   "Um...Mom will yell at me?  And send me to my room?"

   "Honey, it would be way worse than that.  Your parents would probably
blame Joseph because he's older.  But they would think it was so awful that
one or the other of you would have to be sent away, just to make sure you
couldn't do it again.  Is that what you would want, Joseph?  To have to go
live somewhere else and not see your sister for a long long time?"

   The little boy was shocked.  "No," he said in a very small voice.

   "And it could be worse than that.  They might think that you were both
crazy and send you off to a mental hospital for children.  But it would be
like a prison mental hospital, where you couldn't leave, and they would
keep you there for months and months, maybe years, until they made you
believe that sucking a penis was bad, and you both were bad for doing it. I
hate to tell you this, but they might even cut it off." OK, I was
exaggerating a little bit, but I figured an explanation of chemical
castration would go over their heads - and anyway I just wanted to make
sure I impressed on them the importance of discretion.

   I guess it worked.  They both looked ready to cry.  Rebecca hugged her
brother and said, "I don't want them to cut your penis off, Joseph."

   "Well, that won't happen IF you guys don't get caught messing around. 
You can do whatever you want when you're over here, but otherwise the only
thing you can do is play with yourselves.  If you get caught doing that,
it's no big deal.  Everyone does it, and if someone asks where you learned
you can just say you figured it out on your own.  Understand?" They nodded.
Perfect - I'd convinced them the only safe place to fool around was my
house, with me.  And since they didn't come over to my house that often,
they'd probably be perpetually ready for more action whenever they did.

   "We still have some time before we have to get dressed and be ready for
your parents to get here.  Do you want to ask me anything?"

   "I have a question," Rebecca piped up.  "Can Joseph fuck me now, before
we have to go home?"

   I raised my eyebrows in surprise.  "You're not sore?"

   She cupped her hand over her reddened privates.  "A little," she
admitted, "but I want to try fucking again!"

   "Well, sure, I guess.  Joseph, you want to fuck your sister?" As if I
needed to ask.  "OK, let's do it down here, then." I arranged Rebecca on
her back on the thick pile rug, legs spread and knees up.  Meanwhile I
rubbed some more vegetable oil on Joseph's stiff little tool before having
him lean down over her in the classic missionary position.  I reached
underneath his skinny ass and lined him up with his sister's puffy clam. 
"OK, now push forward.  Gently!"

   Awkwardly supporting himself on his hands, Joseph pressed his boy-sized
tool into Rebecca's vagina that had so recently strained to accommodate
adult thickness.  I was squatting behind him but I wished I could've seen
his expression as his virginity vanished forever in his younger sister's
cunt - who was herself only one fuck ahead of him.  He sucked in a deep
breath as his peter was enveloped and squeezed by that amazing warmth.  It
was Rebecca's turn to gasp as he bottomed out inside her.  I moved around
to speak in his ear.  "Better than her mouth, isn't it?"

   "Uh-huh," he gasped out, nearly overwhelmed.

   "Just stay like that for a minute; let your sister get used to you
inside her." I couldn't resist reaching out to stroke both of them.  I
trailed my fingers over Rebecca's tummy, feeling her ribs expand with her
deep, even breathing.  I lightly pinched her baby nipples, then did the
same to her big brother, running my hands down to where their hairless
crotches joined, stroking the girl's lips and feeling where the base of the
boy's penis split them apart.  Oh, they looked so cute.  Joseph's eyes were
wide and a little wild.  His mouth worked soundlessly as he felt his pecker
squeezed and released by his sister's tight vaginal muscles.  Rebecca, on
the other hand, looked almost asleep.  Her eyelids drooped and a half-smile
played over her face as she enjoyed a penetration not so oversized as the
first.

   "OK, now move your butt up and down.  Slowly, at first." Joseph did as I
said and almost immediately slipped out.  I reached down between them and
placed the tip of his penis back against Rebecca's opening.  "Not so far,"
I instructed and he resumed with shorter thrusts.

   The boy started moaning softly as he pushed in and out of his sister. 
For her part, Rebecca began simply repeating the script I had taught her,
looking up into her big brother's scrunched-up face and chanting, "Fuck me,
fuck me, fuck me," in time with his thrusts.  It was precious.  As I
watched the two kids screwing and I felt my exhausted prick trying to
revive.  I scooted up so I could drape it on Rebecca's face and tickle my
balls in her hair, but to no avail.  I was wiped out.

   "You can lay down on her if you want, but keep some of the weight on
your arms.  It feels better if you rub your tummies together, but don't
crush her." Again Joseph followed my instructions.  His thrusts got harder
and faster.  Rebecca's skinny arms and legs were splayed out wide.  I
picked up her ankles - my hands easily closing completely around them - and
showed her how to lock them together in the small of his back.  They were
nearly nose-to-nose but showed no interest in kissing at all.  I suppose
fucking was one thing, it felt great, but kiss your sister/brother?  On the
mouth??  Ewwww!

   "You guys having fun?" I asked, and both kids answered in the
affirmative.  I sat on the rug just watching them rut for a few minutes,
listening to the sounds of their thighs slapping together and the slishing
sound of Joseph's ten-year-old cock pistoning in and out of his sister's
newly-deflowered eight-year-old vagina.  I could tell when Joseph had
another dry orgasm - his whole body went rigid and he pushed himself into
his sister so hard that she squealed and her ass slid a couple of inches
along the carpet - but he stayed hard, and Rebecca was still urging him on
in her childish voice - "Fuck me!  Fuck me!  Fuck me!" - so he resumed
thrusting.  Finally I got up and went back to the bedroom to get dressed,
and to gather their clothes for them to put on when they were done.

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