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Thank You For Helping With The Posting.
I Have Read Some Of Your Stories And Really Like Them.
The Only Stories I Post Are Od Under Age Girls.
Some Are Quite Sick To Me To.
But I Just Post What I Have Collocated Over The Years.
I Am Building Up My Libary Again
But It Takes Time.
Most Stories Do NOT Have The Codes So I Have To Reed Them
And Do My Bset To Code Them.
You Again Nikki
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Not Microsoft. Sea Yuuu Nikei
at_play@webtv.net wrote:
> TECHNICAL NOTE: While "fussball" is German for "football" (what we call
> soccer here in the states) "fusbol" is a derivative of that spelling. I
> hope not to offend any Teutonic peoples. Thank You.
>
> AUTHOR'S NOTE: Cemented still in that faroff place known as writer's
> block so the 'NEW' caption in the header is a wee bit misleading. It
> actually took a lot out of me just to write these next 3 paragraphs.
> This story is actually another of my old ones written about 20 years
> ago. Hope someone out there enjoys it. Play on!
>
> WARNING: The following fictional tale tells the story of an incestuous
> experience/relationship between a minor, i.e. 12 and under, brother and
> sister, i.e. related by blood and born of the same mother and
> technically the same father because let's face it is sexual contact
> between half-brothers and sisters really incest in the strictest
> technical sense of the word? Now, where was I? Oh right...if the
> concept of incest and/or the concept of underage sexual interaction
> confounds, confuses or contests your ethical morals please step aside
> and let the perverts through. Behind me, of course.
>
> DISCLAIMER: The following people, places, incidents, games,
> descriptions are not based on any actual or real living or dead or
> suspended animation people, places, incidents, etc. All sexual
> activities described herein have been performed by professional
> fictional characters and no animals have been hurt during the writing of
> this story. If you haven't hit your BACK button yet I'm surprised and
> at the same time grateful. The story begins...now.
>
>
> "Christmas Games - Strip Fusbol"
>
> a story by kids_at_play
>
> (bg, inc cons, mast, oral)
>
>
> The true "X" in Xmas
>
> Christmas is a time of joy. A time of cheer. A time of sex. Around the
> hoidays many families are gathering to celebrate the joy and cheer that
> only family can bring. However, some families, not to mention couples
> and singles, will learn that the holidays can also bring a time of
> horniness. Yes, and I don't mean the horns on the reindeer, either!
> These, then, are the true stories of Christmas. The "sex" stories of
> Christmas. Come one and Come all!!!
>
>
> Flip! Twirl! Swoosh! Wham! The miniature soccer ball bounced around the
> playing field as the twirling upright men spun and alternately tried to
> hit and block the moving ball. Hands twirled the metal rods as they
> moved in and out of the holes in the game's sides.
>
> Smash! Score! Goal!
>
> "Aha! Beat you again!" Dominic cried in triumph as he spun the kicking
> player's rod that scored the winning goal.
>
> "Let's see now -- that's four out of five games I've won. What do you
> say to that, Angie?"
>
> The young girl stood there looking at her brother and deciding whether
> or not to say something smart or just leave it alone. They were alone
> downstairs in the game room of their families' home on a Saturday night.
> The holidays were here; Christmas was just next week. And of course with
> the holidays came the visiting. And Dominic and Angie's parents were
> upstairs right now entertaining relatives of their vast Italian family.
>
> Dominic Chila was Italian, like his father, who had married a pure
> Italian girl, and thereby created offspring with all-Italian looks. He
> had the jet black hair of the Italian race, the prominent facial
> characterisitics, the mannerisms and more importantly the attitude.
>
> Dominic was just 10 years old but he was already showing signs of
> becoming just like his father. When he would become older, Dominic Chila
> would be a very handsome man and most likely a notorious heartbreaker.
>
> Angie Chila, Dominic's sister, was 12 years old, and stood a head taller
> than her younger brother. She, too, had the luxurious jet black hair and
> hers hung down her back almost to her waist. She had a sharply
> distinguished nose and a full mouth with puffy red lips. If she kept on
> her well-developed course Angie Chila would look like her mother and be
> a knockout when she reached her early 20s.
>
> Being the only two children in the family, when the relatives came
> visiting, Dominic and Angie were usually forced somewhere away from the
> adults. Like tonight, they were down in the game room and the adults
> were upstairs playing their party games and probably getting drunk. But
> this was what usually went on at the Chila family get-togethers so
> Dominic and Angie were used to it.
>
> Which is why right now Angie had to bite her tongue and not say anything
> that might make Dominic mad and quit playing with her and leave her
> alone because then she'd be bored as anything because she wouldn't be
> allowed to go upstairs while the adults were playing their games and
> drinking.
>
> So, Angie, being 2 years older than her brother, simply said, "You're
> pretty good, Dominic, I'll give you that!"
>
> Which of course satisfied his Italian ego, no matter how young Dominic
> was.
>
> "Wanna play another one?" Dominic asked his sister.
>
> "What's the sense?" Angie said. "You'll just beat me again."
>
> "Why don't we make it more interesting?" Dominic added. "More
> challenging?"
>
> "How?" Angie wanted to know.
>
> "We'll play Strip Fusbol!"
>
> "What?" Angie said, unsure of what her brother just said.
>
> "Strip Fusbol!" Dominic said again.
>
> "Wha -- what's that?" Angie asked, unsure of what her brother had in
> mind.
>
> "Okay, listen, you say I can probably beat you, right? Well, how about
> if we make it so that it's harder for me to win? That'll give you a
> chance, right?"
>
> "How would that happen with Strip Fusbol?" Angie wanted to know.
>
> "Easy! Look, we'll play with me using just one row of players on my
> side, all right? That gives you the advantage right away, right? Then,
> for every goal I score, you have to take something off. Every time you
> score a goal, I have to take something off, get it? So, it'll make you
> want to play better and defend my shots better because you won't want to
> take anything off and I'll be worrying about me having to take something
> off and I won't be able to concentrate on the game. What do you say,
> Angie?"
>
> The young girl stood there not quite believing what her younger brother
> had just said about their playing Strip Fusbol. It was kind of daring,
> but at the same time it wasn't right -- they were both too young and
> they were brother and sister. Still, he was just going to use one side
> of his players so it wouldn't be that easy for him to play and make
> goals. And she really didn't like him being so boastful of his beating
> her all the time. She could actually beat him for a change. Besides, she
> didn't think it would get any further than her underwear, and Dominic
> had already seen her in a bathing suit, so what was the big deal?
>
> While Angie was thinking the situation over, Dominic was looking at his
> pretty sister. Although he was only 10 years old, he was growing up
> fast. His thoughts about girls had intensified over the past six months.
> He had already found out about pleasure of masturbation. He knew that
> for a boy his age he had a rather nice-sized dick. Not much hair, in
> fact, hardly none at all, but when he got hard his dick was nice and
> fat. And now, being down here in the cellar all alone with his cute
> older sister well -- he had certain horny thoughts on his mind.
>
> "Okay," Angie finally said, making Dominic's heart beat faster. "Let's
> play!"
>
> "All right!" he said. "Now remember the rules. You score a goal, I take
> something off. I score a goal, you take something off, okay? Also, socks
> have to stay on. Your shoes count, but not your socks. We really
> shouldn't be going around down here in bare feet. Might get splinters in
> them. All set? Let's go!"
>
> And the game was on.
>
> It was hard for Dominic at first because he was using only one side of
> his men to play. But he was sure that he would get the hang of it and he
> would eventually win out and beat his sister.
>
> As they played, Dominic checked out his sister's clothes to see what
> she'd hopefully be taking off. She was wearing blue jeans with white
> sneakers and Dominic could see that she had on some kind of white socks
> between the bottom of her jeans' legs and the tops of her sneakers. She
> wore a long-sleeved gold slipover sweater underneath which Dominic could
> see a white top of some kind up around her neck.
>
> What caught his eyes the most, however, were the two noticeable lumps on
> her chest underneath the sweater. Being 12 years old, Angie had started
> to develop. Dominic first had noticed his sister's cute, shapely little
> ass in those tight jeans she was wearing. Then he had seen her front --
> very nice. They weren't fully developed by any means but they were nice
> enough for his first look at a girls' breasts.
>
> Dominc was wearing a pair of jeans also, black sneakers and white gym
> socks. He wore a long-sleeved red and black slipover shirt with nothing
> on underneath it. So he had less to take off, of course, but that was
> all in the plan.
>
> Naturally, Dominic was at a great disadvantage in the beginning. So much
> so that his sister scored a goal almost immediately after starting the
> game.
>
> "Aha!" Angie cried as her soccer ball disappeared into the other side's
> slot.
>
> "First blood," Dominic said as he laughingly bent down untied his one
> sneaker and slipped it off, tossing it aside.
>
> Back to the game!
>
> Again, his sister scored another goal. This was going to be harder than
> I thought, Dominic thought to himself as he untied and took off his
> other sneaker. Now he stood there in his stockinged feet.
>
> They started playing again and Dominic was starting to get the hang of
> it, playing with only one side of players. He scored a goal soon after.
>
> "Gotcha on that one!" he cried proudly.
>
> Angie resigned to the fact that he scored a goal so she bent down and
> untied one white sneaker. Grasping the heel of it in her fingers she
> slipped her foot out and tossed the sneaker aside. Dominic could see her
> white-stockinged foot exposed now on the wodden floor of the cellar. It
> was a soft, fuzzy-looking sock, with lines on it. Something about her
> white-stockinged foot made Dominic even more horny now.
>
> But back to the game. Luck was with him because he soon scored another
> goal on his sister. Angie again bent down and untied her other white
> sneaker, again grasping the heel of it and slipping her foot out of it
> and tossing it on top of her other discarded sneaker. Now Angie stood
> there in both of her white-stockinged feet.
> They began to play again. Both sides fought hard and furious. Neither
> one wanted to be the next to remove an article of clothing. But the task
> fell to young Dominic because his sister shot the soccer ball into the
> slot on his side.
>
> "Ha!" Angie shouted, pleased to see that her brother was taking more
> clothes off than she was.
>
> Dominic slipped off his shirt, tossing it to the ground on top of his
> sneakers. Now he was shirtless. It was very warm in the cellar so it
> didn't bother Dominic to be standing there with no shirt on.
>
> Not to be outdone, Dominic attacked the game with a new fervor. Almost
> immediately he scored a goal, raising a fist in the air and celebrating.
> Angie wasn't worried, though. She had a lot more clothes on than he did.
> She started pulling up her sweater from her waist and lifted it up and
> took it off over her head. She flung the sweater over on top of her
> sneakers and stood ready for the next attack.
>
> Dominic now saw his sister in a white ribbed (lined) cotton top which
> was kind of low-cut on her chest. Now he could make out her developing
> breasts even better. He could see that his sister wore a white bra
> beneath her cotton shirt she was wearing. Still, the lumps on her chest
> stuck out rather nicely as he looked at her.
>
> "Dominic? Let's play! Dominic?" His sister was talking to him and he
> wasn't listening.
>
> He snapped out of his thoughts and said, "Oh, yeah, sorry, Angie, okay,
> let's go."
>
> Again they picked up the pace of the game. The soccer ball slammed
> around the base of the game in a furious battle. Who would score next?
> The answer came when Dominic slammed the ball home into his sister's
> goal slot.
>
> "Yessss!" he shouted triumphantly.
>
> Angie was beginning to have second thoughts. This wasn't going the way
> she thought it would.
> But being a true sport. she started opening her blue jeans.
>
> Dominic watched his sister while she popped open the button on her jeans
> at her waist. He saw her pull the zipper down and her jeans spread
> apart. He saw a pair of white panties in the opening there. This was
> great, he thought to himself. He could feel stirrings in his pants. His
> balls were feeling kind of funny and his dick was getting antsy.
>
> Angie started slipping her jeans down over her hips and pushed them down
> her legs, bending forwards as she did this. She slipped each of her long
> legs out of the jeans legs and threw them onto her sweater.
>
> Dominic now looked at his sister standing there in her white cotton top,
> white underpants, and white knee high socks. The tops of her knee highs
> had a thick solid band around the cuff. Her feet looked so dainty and
> cute. This turned Dominic on somehow and he liked looking at his
> sister's white-stockinged feet.
>
> "Well?" Angie asked, waiting.
>
> "Oh, right," Dominic said, and they went back to playing.
>
> Angie fought hard and finally managed to score a goal. Dominic had to
> take off his jeans now.
> A little nervously, he opened his jeans and pulled the zipper down. All
> the while he was praying that his dick wouldn't get hard and his sister
> would see it in his white undershorts.
>
> Dominic slid down his jeans and stepped out of them. He tossed them on
> top of his shirt. Now he just stood there in his white undershorts and
> his white gym socks. The bottom of the game hid his crotch from the
> sight of his sister so he wasn't too nervous about it yet. His dick was
> making a slight bulge in the pocket of his undershorts, but nothing
> major yet.
>
> Angie giggled at seeing her egotistical brother standing there in
> nothing but his underwear.
>
> Now the game got down and dirty. They both played furiously. Dominic had
> no more clothes to take off. If he lost, he would have to take off his
> undershorts since he had insisted that socks stayed on. He'd be naked in
> front of his sister.
>
> Getting serious now he managed to score a goal. Yahoo!
>
> Angie hesitated, then reluctantly grabbed the hem of her cotton top and
> started pulling it up her pre-teen body. Dominic watched wide-eyed as
> his sister drew the top off over her head and threw it onto the pile of
> clothes on the floor. Now his sister was just in her bra and panties and
> knee socks. The bra, he noticed, was a plain white bra, like a beginner
> bra, you know, like a training bra, but much more than that. The cups
> were almost like triangles, not really holding that much inside them.
> But enough for his young mind. His sister's underpants were the same
> plain white, shaped into a vee covering her crotch. He found himself
> wondering if she had any hair down there yet.
>
> He could feel his dick jump and he knew that it was starting to get hard
> in his undershorts. Damn! He'd have to concentrate if he didn't want to
> lose again. He played as hard as ever and scored again. He couldn't
> believe it. With only one side of players. He really was the best at
> this game.
>
> Angie just stood there looking at her brother apprehensively.
>
> "C'mon, Angie, you know the rules!"
>
> Angie hesitated again, and then her hands went to her back where she
> unsnapped her bra. The white bra straps fell off her shoulders and she
> held the bra against her chest as she withdrew her arms from it. Dominic
> watched in silence as his sister finally left go of her bra and it fell
> away from her naked chest. Dominic was staring at her breasts. They were
> beautiful to him. As best he could describe them they were like small
> cupcakes kind of flattened out. There wasn't really any shape to them.
> Atop each mound was a round dark pink circle, and in the center of that
> was a pink nipple. Angie's long black hair had fallen over top of one of
> her bared breasts and it just looked so sexy to Dominic that way.
>
> "What are you looking at, Dominic?" Angie asked him.
>
> "You're beautiful," Dominic replied, unable to say anything else.
>
> Angie was taken aback at that because she knew her brother to be only
> concerned about himself and how he looked. This was unusual.
>
> "Okay, thanks, but let's get back to playing. This should be the last
> game because then one of us will have to take off our underpants and
> then one of us will be naked. Let's go."
>
> They both played that last game like it was the end of the world.
> Dominic with his one-armed one-sided attack and Angie with both hands
> and arms flailing. It was do or die! It was all or nothing! It was --
> ZIP -- Angie's soccer ball sailed cleanly and untouched into Dominic's
> goal slot. Angie had won! Dominic was dumbstruck! She had beat him! His
> sister had beat him! Now he had to take off his undershorts. His plan
> had backfired. He was motionless.
>
> "Well?" his sister asked, watching from the other side of the game. "I
> won, Dominic, fair and square. Come on, off with them!"
>
> Angie was starting to enjoy this, now that she had the upper hand. She
> was actually looking forward to seeing her younger brother naked. She
> had actually never seen another boy naked before, you know, not counting
> babies, and she was naturally curious.
>
> Dominic stood there looking across at his half-naked sister. His dick
> was semi-hard; not yet a full boner.
>
> "I wanna see this," Angie said, moving around from her side of the game.
>
> She walked towards her brother dressed in only her white panties and
> white knee socks. Dominic looked at his sister's pre-teen tits as she
> neared him. They looked so pink up closer now. Her pink nipples were
> stiff and poking out from the tips of each flattened cone.
>
> Angie walked right up to her brother and said, "Okay, Dominic, take 'em
> down!"
>
> Dominic put his hands on the side of his hips and stuck his fingertips
> inside the elastic waistband of his undershorts. Angie's eyes went to
> her brother's underpants' crotch where she could make out the outline of
> his youthful bulge.
>
> Dominic slowly began to slide his underpants down. His pubic pad came
> into view first, and Angie could see a fine fuzz of hair growing there,
> hardly able to be seen, since he was so young. Then Dominic slid his
> undershorts down the rest of the way, exposing his entire groin to his
> sister's sight. The undershorts pooled at his stockinged feet and he
> just stood there naked in front of his sister.
>
> Angie stared at her brother's genitals. For a ten-year-old kid her
> brother had a pretty big penis. She knew what the correct terms were for
> the parts of their bodies. Dominic's penis hung down below his ball
> sack, having been slightly aroused and elongated now.
>
> "Is -- is it always that -- big?" his sister asked him wonderingly.
>
> "Well, no, not usually. It just hangs there limp, you know, but seeing
> you undressed made it start to, um, grow -- uh, you know."
>
> "You mean you were gettin' a boner?" Angie said, smiling.
>
> She had heard that word from some of the older girls at school.
>
> "Yeah, I almost did when I saw your tits -- uh, breasts," Dominic said,
> not really meaning to say the crude word for his sister's exposed chest.
>
> "That's all right, Dominic," Angie said, "you can call 'em tits. You can
> call 'em anything you want."
>
> "Okay, then this is my dick!" Dominic said proudly, wanting his sister
> to say the word.
>
> "Dick!" Angie repeated, and Dominic said, "Tits!"
>
> Both siblings laughed and the ice was broken.
>
> "Will it get any harder?" Angie asked her naked brother.
>
> "Sure. Do you want to see it get harder?" Dominic asked his sister.
>
> Angie shook her head yes and Dominic said, "All right, but you have to
> do something for me."
> "What?" his sister asked, eager to see her brother's dick get even
> bigger than it already was.
>
> "Take off your underpants," Dominic urged his pre-teen sister.
>
> Angie hesitated a second but then quickly decided and then slipped her
> fingers into her panties and skimmed them down her long legs. Dominic
> watched with interest as his sister became naked with him. Now they both
> only wore white socks.
>
> Angie stood there exposing her body to her younger brother.
>
> "Well, what do you think?" Angie asked him.
>
> Dominic looked at his sister's bare genitals. He knew the proper term
> for it -- vagina -- but he liked to call them pussies. Her young pussy
> had just started getting some dark pubic hairs at the top of the vee, on
> her pubic pad. He could see where the narrow slit widened as it
> disappeared between her legs. He could see just a part of her pussylips
> but that was all.
>
> "Turn around, Angie," Dominic said huskily.
>
> His sister slowly turned her back to him and he was now looking at her
> naked ass. They were beautiful, those twin globes of flesh. Nice and
> shapely for a 12-year-old girl.
>
> Angie turned back around and both children looked at each other. Angie
> looked at her brother's dick and it still had not yet gotten any bigger.
>
> "Dominic, what's the matter with it?" she exhorted. "It's not any
> bigger."
>
> "Well, you have to help it grow," he said.
>
> "But I took off my underpants," she agreed.
>
> "Well, now you have to do more," Dominic told his sister.
>
> "Now what?" Angie wanted to know.
>
> "Lemme feel your tits!" he said, staring at them.
>
> "I -- I don't know, Dominic. Maybe we shouldn't be doing this," Angie
> said.
>
> "It's all right," Dominic promised her. "Everybody's upstars and they're
> all probably passed out drunk by now, if not soon. We've got time.
> C'mon, Angie."
>
> Angie thought about it for a few seconds and then said, "Okay, but be
> gentle. Don't be so rough."
>
> Dominic stepped a little closer to his sister and reached out his hands
> towards her naked chest. Angie held her breath while watching her
> brother raise his hands to her tits. No one had ever touched her breasts
> besides herself
> and she was anxious to see how it felt when they were touched by someone
> else.
>
> Dominic's hands hovered right in front of the pretty black-haired
> pre-teen girl's mounds, hesitant. Then, slowly and gently, his hands
> cupped his sister's tits at the bottom, slightly lifting them upwards
> and squeezing them at the same time. Angie let her breath out in a
> whoosh! A slight moan escaped from her lips -- it felt great! Angie's
> nipples tingled as her brother gently massaged both of her pre-teen
> titties.
>
> As he was fondling his sister's chest, Dominic's dick was starting to
> elongate and stiffen. Angie watched with satisfaction as her brother's
> penis began to get bigger. She watched as it started to thicken and
> stand out and up from his nearly-hairless groin. Soon it was totally
> hard and sticking up at an angle, pointing towards her own bare crotch.
>
> "Gee, Angie, your tits sure feel nice!" Dominic said, his fingers now
> rolling over his sister's stiff pink nipples.
>
> "Look, your dick's really hard now, Dominic," Angie pointing down at his
> crotch.
>
> Indeed, Dominic's ten-year-old erection was jutting out from his groin.
> It was about five inches in length, and about two inches around. Angie
> seemed mesmerized by it. Dominic's dick throbbed hotly. He wanted his
> sister to touch it.
>
> "Wanna feel it, Angie?" he asked her, huskily.
>
> "Can I?" she said anxiously.
>
> "Sure, go on, squeeze it with your hand."
>
> While Dominic kept his own hands squeezing and feeling his sister's
> tits, Angie reached out her right hand and brought it near to her
> brother's hard dick. As her hand neared it, she felt heat coming from
> it. As her hand brushed against it, it jumped, bobbling upright in the
> air.
>
> "Ooh," Angie breathed, watching as her brother's dick stopped jumping
> and stood still again.
>
> Angie then closed her hand around it, gently squeezing it at first but
> then tightening her grip,
> when her brother started moaning softly.
> Dominic had jerked off many times in his bedroom but to have someone
> else touch his dick was even better.
>
> "Am I hurting you, Dominic?" Angie asked her brother.
>
> "No, no, man, it feels great when you do that, Angie!" he told her, and
> she squeezed his dick hard again.
>
> There stood the two siblings, naked but for their white socks, next to
> the Fusbol Table. His hands on her budding tits, her hand on his erect
> dick. Where would this lead?
>
> Dominic let go of his sister's tits and Angie said, "What's wrong?"
>
> She still held onto his dick with her right hand.
>
> "I wanna feel yours now, Angie," he said anxiously.
>
> "My what?" she asked innocently.
>
> "Your pussy," he said, glancing at the triangle between her legs.
>
> "All -- all right, go ahead -- if you want to," Angie said, stepping
> back a bit.
>
> Dominic took his right hand and brought it forwards near his sister's
> exposed vagina. He grazed the back of his hand over the
> sparse.black-haired pubic fuzz at the top of her vee. Nice and soft it
> felt. Then he rubbed his hand down into the juncture there and Angie
> spread her legs apart a little to allow him to continue feeling her
> pussy.
>
> Dominic could now see his sister's pussy slit. The only ones he had ever
> seen were the ones in magazines. His sister's looked like those, only
> hers didn't have much hair on it. His knuckles brushed over Angie's pink
> vaginal lips, causing her to sigh softly.
>
> "How -- how did that feel?" he asked his sister.
>
> "Good," Angie breathed back.
>
> Now Dominic turned his hand around and started touching her pussy with
> his fingertips.
> First he began gently rubbing her slit at the top moving the flesh
> around in circles. Angie let out a louder moan.
>
> "Did I hurt you?" he asked her.
>
> "No, no, keep on doing it, though," Angie told him lustfully.
>
> In truth it was the greatest feeling she had ever felt!
>
> Dominic continued rubbing his sister's pussy, gradually lowering his
> hand down in between her legs. His fingers felt her fleshy lips around
> the opening to her pussy and he rubbed her there. Instinctively his
> middle finger slipped inside the small hole there and and when his
> sister began thrusting her hips towards him he began sliding his finger
> in and out of her pussy.
> He was fingerfucking his sister!
>
> Angie was going out of her mind! She'd touched herself before in bed at
> night but it felt so much better when someone else was touching her. Her
> brother hadn't even touched her little round button at the top of her
> slit yet and she was feeling those glorious feelings that she gave
> herself. She couldn't hold it any longer and her muscles contracted and
> she had an orgasm at the hand of her brother!
>
> Dominic could feel his sister's genital muscles tighten up on his finger
> and when she relaxed he withdrew his finger from her pussy and removed
> his hand from in between her legs.
>
> "Wow!" was all Angie could say as she stood there panting.
>
> Over to the side of the basement room was a futon sofa which could be
> turned into a full-sized bed. Dominic suggested that they go and sit
> down on it and both catch their breaths.
> The two naked siblings walked over to the sofa and sat down. Dominic's
> dick had once again softened a litlle and now hung kind of drooped down
> on top of his ball sack as he sat on the sofa.
>
> Angie turned sideways towards him and picked up his semi-hard dick in
> her hand and said,
> "It went down again, Dominic."
>
> "You can make it harder again, Angie," he told her. "Just play with it
> some," he urged his sister.
> Angie began to fondle and play with her brother's dick in his lap. While
> his sister was feeling his dick, Dominic was looking down at her white
> kneehigh-stockinged feet. Her one leg was propped on the floor and she
> was resting that foot on its toes, thereby lifting up the back of her
> foot, the stockinged heel in the air, as it were. Her other leg was bent
> underneath her as she sat sideways facing him. This visual image along
> with her ministrations on his dick helped to once again make his dick
> fully hard and erect.
>
> "Look, I did it, Dominic, I made it hard again!" Angie cried, proud of
> what she had done.
>
> "All right, now, I want you to try something for me, okay, Angie?"
>
> "What?" she asked him curiously.
>
> "Remember how good I made you feel?"
>
> "Uh huh. It felt great, Dominic!"
>
> "Well, now you can make me feel the same way, okay?"
>
> "Sure, I guess so. What do I have to do?"
>
> "All right, get on the floor in between my legs," Dominic instructed his
> sister.
>
> Angie got off of the sofa and crawled in between her brother's spread
> legs. She was on her knees, her white kneehigh-stockinged feet upturned
> behind her. Dominic could see the undersides of his sister's feet and it
> made his dick jump.
>
> "Now what, Dominic?" Angie asked her brother.
> Dominic reached down and took hold of his dick in his right hand and
> held it steady, pointing it right at his sister's face.
>
> "I want you to kiss and lick and suck on my dick, Angie," he said.
>
> "What?" Angie said, hesitating.
>
> "C'mon, Angie. It'll be alright. Honest. Just try it once."
>
> Angie looked at her brother's hard dick. He had made her feel very very
> good before. She should do something for him, shouldn't she?
>
> "Okay," she finally agreed.
>
> "Okay, great! First, just kiss the head of my dick. Then lick it some
> with your tongue."
>
> Angie looked at the bald head of her brother's hard dick. She pursed her
> lips and planted a kiss right on the very tip. Then she stuck out her
> little pink tongue and swiped it over the domed head. It didn't taste
> too bad, she thought.
>
> Dominic couldn't believe the feeling when his sister licked his
> dickhead. Wow!
>
> "All right now, Angie, take some of it in your mouth and suck on it,
> like you're sucking on a milkshake through a straw."
>
> Angie opened her mouth and started to put it over top of her brother's
> dick. She covered the head and some of the shaft before she closed her
> mouth around it. Her tongue bathed it instinctively and she began to
> suck on the rod.
>
> Dominic let go of his dick and she held it steady in her own hand while
> she sucked it.
>
> "Oh yeah, Angie! Yeah! That feels so good! So goddamn great!"
>
> Angie liked the fact that she could make her brother feel so good so she
> continued sucking him in earnest. Up and down her black-haired head
> bobbed on his dick. She would stop once in a while and just stroke his
> dick in her hand. She liked to see how wet his dick was from her mouth.
> Then she would go back to sucking him.
> Dominic could feel his balls beginning to compress. He was gonna shoot a
> load soon!
> He thought that he'd better warn his sister of the impending explosion.
>
> Once, when she lifted her mouth from his dick and was jerking him with
> her hand he said,
> "God, I'm gonna come soon, Angie! I don't wanna come in your mouth so
> maybe you can make me come with your hand, okay?"
>
> "Sure, Dominic," Angie agreed, and continued stroking her brother's dick
> with her hand.
>
> She had heard the other girls at school talking about a boy's dick
> shooting out this thick white liquid and now she was about to see this
> act for herself.
>
> "Ungghh!" Dominic moaned, as his sister's hand flew up and down his
> stalk.
>
> "All -- all right, Angie, here it comes! God, get ready, Angie! Ohh,
> ohh, here it comes! Oh God, I'm coming!"
>
> On one of her hand's upsweeps on her brother's dick Angie could feel as
> well as see the explosion from the tip of his dick. The white liquid
> flew up into the air and landed on her hand as she kept stroking the
> shooting dick. She watched as her brother shot out stream after stream
> of white stuff, the spurts eventually getting shorter and shorter until
> finally no more shot out of the rod.
>
> Angie climbed back onto the sofa and sat down beside her spent brother.
> Both pre-teens were exhausted. Dominic's dick went completely soft and
> lay shriveled up in his groin.
>
> Angie saw this and said, "I can't believe how big it gets when it starts
> out so small."
>
> "it's amazing, isn't it?" Dominic said, gazing over at his sister's
> naked body next to him.
>
> "Well, we'd better get dressed before someone comes down here and
> catches us, huh?" he said.
>
> "Yeah, let's go," Angie agreed, and both siblings got up and started
> gathering their clothes together, slipping them on, tying and buttoning
> things up.
>
> Once fully dressed, Dominic said, "We'll have to play this game again
> sometime soon!"
>
> "You bet!" Angie agreed.
>
> "Don't say that word," Dominic said and they both laughed.
>
> Then both pre-teen siblings made their way back upstairs to the main
> party which was still going on. This would be one Christmas that neither
> sibling would ever forget.
>
> The End
>
>
> If you've read down this far then obviously you've read the story. Or
> at least skimmed through it. Or perhaps you've just read the header and
> tail of this post. Regardless, here is the part where I ask you to
> please let me know if you liked the story or not. You can either reply
> to the NG you read the story in or you can e-mail me
> kids_at_play@webtv.net Thank you for reading and have fun playing
> whatever Christmas Games you find yourself playing with a loved on,
> preferably among your own family.
> :-)
>
>
> kids_at_play
>
> Maxima debetur puero reverentia
> (We owe the greatest respect to a child)
>
> "Well I'm a grown man and as strong as I am, well sometimes it's hard to
> believe; that one little girl with little blonde curls can totally
> terrify me." (Gary Allan)
>
>
> "Thank Heaven for little girls!" (Maurice Chevalier)
>
> "Do you believe in magic in a young girl's heart?" (Lovin' Spoonful --
> 1965)
>
> "We find delight in the beauty and happiness of children that makes the
> heart too big for the body." (Ralph Waldo Emerson)
>
> "He who cannot see the beauty of a child hath no beauty in him."
> (Anon)
>
> "A thing of beauty is a joy forever."
> John Keats, "Endymion" 1818
>
> Kids are our future. Kids are our hope. Please respect them. Don't
> exploit them.
>
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>
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