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> Interruptions (mf, incest, cons, pedo, preg?)
> An Erotic Story
>
> "Mommm!" the little girl's complaint shattered Melinda's
> comfortable relaxation on the big living-room chair. Darn! and
> she had just gotten settled down with her favorite crossword
> puzzle, too.
> "What IS it Kathy?" she asked rather more crossly than was
> justified by the little girl's objection.
> "They're doin' it again!"
> "Doing WHAT, Cat?" The little girl's full name was
> Kathleen-Ann Margaret Pinkerton. Almost nobody called her
> anything but "Cat" or "Kathy".
> "The boys are playing in their room, and they won't let me
> play with them," the little girl pouted. At seven years old, the
> child was so cute she had no trouble twisting either of her
> parents around her little finger. Only her brothers seemed even
> partially immune to the little girl's wiles, and even they mostly
> gave in to her. Kathleen Pinkerton was just too cute for her own
> good.
> "Well, go in there, and play with them anyway," responded
> Melinda. The woman was too comfortably settled in her chair to
> feel like getting up and settling a dispute between her children.
> It was getting to be SUCH a bother to get up and down right now.
> Besides, she had told all three boys enough times to be sure and
> include their little sister in their play. Being the only family
> three miles down at the end of a dirt road didn't leave the
> little girl many neighbors to play with; while the three boys at
> ages 15, 14, and 10, seemed to be capable of getting into all the
> trouble they wanted to with each other. Because of this, their
> little sister had grown up to be quite a tomboy, as none of the
> older boys wanted to play "little girl games" with her. So,
> Kathy had learned to play the type of games that boys play.
> Only lately, it seems that the three boys had found
> something new to do, and didn't want to invite their little
> sister in on the fun . . . .
> Which (of course) made Kathy that much more determined to do
> whatever it was her big brothers were doing anyway. Even if she
> didn't know what it was.
> "I Can't," she complained again. "They've got the door
> shut, and won't let me in!"
> Melinda sighed. Somehow she had just known that she wasn't
> going to get off so easy. "Mark! Jeff! Brian! get your butts
> IN here! NOW!" she yelled.
> There was a scrambling sound from the boys' bedroom, but
> nobody appeared.
> "I said NOW!" she repeated. "If I don't see you three in
> here by the time I count to 10 . . . ." Not one of the kids in
> the house ever wanted their mother to reach "10" as they knew
> from past experience that it wasn't worth it. "Ten" not only
> brought down their mother's wrath on them, but got their father
> involved too. "1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . ."
> By the time Melinda was starting to form the word "four" a
> head poked it's way out of the boys' bedroom. Mark spoke for his
> two younger brothers.
>
>
> 1
>
>
> "But Mom!" came the complaint, "We're changing clothes . . .
> we're not dressed!"
> "I said NOW. That means no excuses. 7 . . . 8 . . ."
> There was a mad scramble, as the three boys made a mad dash
> for the living-room; with only Mark "decent" wearing a pair of
> jockey-shorts, while Brian almost fell over the pair of pants he
> was trying to pull up over one leg, and the middle-boy Jeffrey
> came in wearing only socks; trying vainly to hide his manhood
> from his little sister's interested gaze.
> Melinda didn't seem to notice or even be interested in the
> dishabille of her three young sons in front of their 7-year-old
> little sister. "Now what's this I hear about you boys not
> letting Kathy play with you?" she asked.
> The results of this question was amazing. Instead of
> denying the fact that they were leaving their little sister out
> of their games, all three boys started blushing! It was quite a
> sight to see, as the red started out at the chest-level for Mark,
> and traveled up to his ears; while the two younger boys mainly
> turned bright red in the neck and face. Only the oldest had the
> spirit to answer. "Uh Mom," he almost groaned, "we CAN'T . . . I
> mean, she's a GIRL!" This was NOT said with the usual disdain
> that boys have for playing "little-girl" games, but more as if it
> was an explanation he expected the older woman to accept.
> "So?" his mother snapped, "what's THAT got to do with it?"
> "Uh Mom," the boy's blushing got even more dramatic, if
> possible, "We were playing with each other . . . You know what I
> mean . . ."
> "So?" Melinda didn't seem to be surprised at her three sons
> playing sexual games. After all, two of them were teenagers, and
> the youngest was fast approaching. "That doesn't mean you have
> to keep your little sister out."
> "But mom, she's a GIRL," repeated Jeff, as if that explained
> everything.
> "So what?" their mother replied, shocking all three boys.
> "Just because you're all boys, doesn't mean Kathy can't join you.
> Yes, I know . . . you're having sex together . . . so what? That
> doesn't mean you can't have sex with Kathy too, just because
> she's a girl, you know."
> There was dead silence, as all three boys tried to digest
> this.
> Mark was the first one to regain his senses. Just like his
> brothers, the thought that their mother seemed to actually WANT
> the three boys to . . . to actually have sex with their little
> sister, had caused him to sprout an enormous erection that
> threatened to burst out of the jockey-shorts he was wearing. His
> two younger brothers were sprouting even more obvious boners.
> While the thought of shoving his swollen member up in his
> little sister's tight little belly, until the child either begged
> for mercy, or (dream on, buddy) begged for him to fill that same
> cute little tummy full of his baby-making seed, was so erotic the
> older boy almost came in his shorts . . . almost.
>
>
>
>
>
>
> 2
>
>
> Only the thought of just HOW big his erection was, and HOW
> small his little sister was made him regain his sanity, before he
> had made more than a step towards the little girl; planning on
> pulling her tight little panties down and stuffing his thick
> baby-maker so far up the little girl's cunny-hole she would be
> feeling his glans poking a hole in her womb; while he filled that
> same womb so full of thick white baby-juice the child would be
> having his babies for the next 20 years. God, what an erotic
> thought!
> Only it was that very image that stopped him. Kathy was
> just too small, and he was just too big! Mark shuddered. If the
> little girl had been even TWO years older, she would probably be
> carrying his baby before two minutes had gone by. As it
> was . . .
> Mark, like the rest of the family, liked and yes even loved
> his little sister. The older boy would no more think of hurting
> the little girl (for all her being a pest) than he would think of
> cutting off his own arm. "Mom!" he objected; then at his
> mother's surprised look explained, "I can't! I mean Cat's just a
> little girl!"
> "Am NOT!" objected the child; standing hands-on-hips and
> looking the very picture of indignation. The little girl (yes,
> LITTLE girl) stood slightly balancing on her toes to emphasize
> her height, and put the lie to her big brother's accusation that
> she was "too little" for any kind of fun that the older boys were
> big enough for. Many times in the past Kathleen had proven to
> her big brothers that she was not only capable of keeping up with
> them, but that she could outswim all of them, outrun all but
> Jeff, and outfight Brian. She could even play baseball or ride a
> horse as well as any of them.
> Melinda just raised her eyebrows like she had so many times
> in the past; as if daring the older boy to prove his accusation.
> As in the past, Melinda seemed to feel that if the boys couldn't
> prove their little sister was too small to play with them, then
> they had to let her. (The boys DID show that Kathy WAS too small
> to play basketball, but darn little else. There, any one of the
> boys could simply hold the ball out of her reach, and the child
> could barely make the ball reach the rim, even when not guarded.
> The few times Mark had taken the little girl on as a "team"
> against their two brothers, the little girl had been more
> hindrance than help. So Kathy did NOT play basketball with the
> boys. However, she played almost every other game with them, and
> could skate rings around them all, when the pond froze in the
> winter.) "I don't want to hurt her," Mark groaned; still
> terribly aroused at the very thought of his little sister's tight
> little cunny sucking the sperm out of his prick and up into her
> flat little belly where it belonged. Like his brothers, Mark was
> still a virgin; though (like them) he desperately didn't want to
> be. That's why the older boy had been fooling around with his
> brothers. There just WEREN'T any girls nearby to even TRY to
> make a pass at, let alone date, have as a girlfriend, or
> (dreaming now) fuck. The only female members of the human
> species around were his own mother and little sister; and a guy
> just doesn't . . . .
>
>
>
> 3
>
>
> Only now Mark wondered if possibly a guy does. Still, his
> little sister WAS too small. At only seven years old, his thick
> prick would probably split the little girl in half, if he tried
> shoving it up her tight little twat. On the other hand, the idea
> was OH so tempting!
> "I didn't SAY hurt her," snapped Melinda. The older woman
> could tell just exactly what thoughts were going through her
> eldest son's mind. "You don't hurt your brothers, when you play
> with them, do you?"
> "Well, no but . . ."
> "So, would what you do with THEM, hurt HER?" she asked.
> Mark thought of what he and his brothers had been doing. So
> far, they had only played with each other, had regular oral sex,
> and once had sucked each other off in a "daisy-chain". Up to
> now, they had never proceeded to actual fucking . . . not even in
> the ass. Even if they had, the older boy figured that his little
> sister's rear would probably stretch as much as either of the
> other two boys; and he was probably too big for even them. So
> his mother was right . . . anything he was doing or even planned
> on doing with his brothers, would probably be just as safe for
> the little girl as either of the boys. He didn't HAVE to fuck
> the kid, no matter what his erotic first-impression had been.
> "Well, no but . . ." he started; still thinking that while it was
> OK for boys to "fool around" with each other, it was entirely
> different to play sex-games with a little girl. Especially, if
> that little girl was your own 7-year-old little sister.
> "Well no buts!" snapped their mother. "I've told you
> before, that if you're going to play games with each other, then
> you've got to include Kathy too. So now get over there and fuck
> your little sister, just like you do your brothers!"
> This time, all three boys stared at their mother. Even
> Kathy did, though she didn't understand the word the way Mark and
> Jeff did. Fuck their little sister?
> "Well come on!" said Melinda, impatiently. "Show your
> little sister just what it is you do, so she can join in too!"
> The woman crossed her arms and looked expectantly at the four
> children.
> Mark thought about it for all of 15 seconds, while his two
> younger brothers watched to see how the older boy reacted to
> their mother's directive. He decided that his mother was
> right . . . everything that he and the other two boys had been
> doing, Kathy could too. It might even be fun to include their
> little sister in on their sex-play. Besides, if he did, then
> when the little girl got older . . . Mark's mind shied away from
> what three horny boys might do with a willing sister who was old
> enough to fuck. His mind was already overloaded from his earlier
> fantasies. "OK," he croaked, "but Kathy's got to get undressed
> too." Somehow Mark just didn't believe that his mother would
> actually let the little girl go that far, once she realized they
> were talking about real sex, not just touching each other. Only
> Melinda knew what horny boys do together, probably better than he
> did . . . After all, the woman had been a girl once herself, and
> she had two older brothers too.
>
>
>
>
> 4
>
>
> "Well?" she asked; turning her ire on the little girl this
> time, "what are you waiting for . . . an engraved invitation?
> Get undressed! I thought you WANTED to play with your brothers!"
> Kathy stood there for a minute, wide-eyed. The little 7-
> year-old had NOT expected THIS to happen. She hadn't realized
> that what her brothers did in the privacy of their bedroom
> involved getting naked together until the three boys had come out
> without any clothes, at her mother's insistence. Up to now,
> Kathy (being a virgin, just like her brothers) had never even
> SEEN a naked boy before. Now three rampant peckers were staring
> her in the face, while her mother seemed to expect her to get
> just as naked as they were!
> It took Kathy almost as long as her big brother had to
> decide. Still, it was mainly the thought of being forever "left
> out" of things, as her brothers continued "doing their thing" in
> the other room if she refused, that decided her. Kathy knew that
> her mother wouldn't let her even bring the subject up again for
> an entire year if she didn't "prove" she was old enough to join
> in on the boys' games THIS time. Those were the rules her mother
> always set, any time there was an argument about whether Kathy
> was "old enough" to play with her brothers. Remembering the
> Basketball fiasco, Kathy shivered. A year was almost forever to
> a first-grader. A half minute later Kathy was just as naked as
> her brothers; all except Mark who still had on his jockey-shorts.
> "Well?" prompted their mother again, "Show your little
> sister what to do."
> This time Mark and Brian looked at Jeff. After all, it had
> been the middle boy who had taught THEM; having learned about
> what boys and girls could do together while at "camp" the
> previous summer. "Well first," he stammered, "you've got to
> learn about sucking cock . . ." The boy seemed embarrassed at
> saying this in front of his little sister. A pink blush slowly
> rose up his back, around his neck, and then onto his face;
> peaking when his ears were bright red. The 14-year-old couldn't
> believe he was even saying the word "cock" in front of his little
> sister, let alone telling her she was going to have to learn to
> suck one!
> "Jeffrey Joseph Pinkerton! I'm ashamed of you!" Their
> mother's outburst stopped all three boys in their tracks. They
> just KNEW they had screwed up royally. Somehow all three boys
> figured they had misunderstood their mother and she had NOT
> wanted them to approach their little sister sexually, after all.
> "I'm ashamed of you," repeated Melinda. "Is THAT what you
> did with your brothers the first time? Just ask them to suck
> your prick? I'll bet I know what kind of response THAT got from
> them." The woman snickered at the very idea.
> "Well, no . . . uh." Jeff remembered the reaction HE had,
> when a boy first broached the idea of his sucking someone else's
> prick. Suck the thing another boy PEED out of?!?! No way! Only
> before the week was out, he had been sucking as eagerly as the
> other boys in camp, in return for feeling them doing the same to
> him.
>
>
>
>
>
> 5
>
>
> Even when one of the older boys came in his mouth; squirting
> thick white gobs of cum down his throat, Jeff hadn't minded,
> because the other boy had returned the favor; sucking him for
> almost 15 minutes, until the 13-year-old (at that time) had his
> first-ever cum; ejaculating his boyish sperm in the older boy's
> hardworking mouth. Jeff had learned NOT to spit out the other
> boys' cum, not only because it felt better to everyone, but
> because at camp there wasn't any safe place to spit it out,
> without leaving stains or suspicious smells. Besides, all of the
> other kids did. Anyway, once you got used to it, cum didn't
> taste bad at all.
> Remembering all this, Jeff was slightly ashamed that he had
> forgotten already how he had to be seduced into liking it, and
> how he had talked his brothers into "doing it" the same way. Of
> COURSE his little sister would be scared if some boy (even her
> own brother) just came up to her and wanted the little girl to
> suck on the part of his body he peed out of . . . even if the
> other boys and even her own mother seemed to think it was OK.
> Jeff immediately changed his tactics. None of the boys
> (especially Jeff) was really a homosexual. It was only because
> they didn't HAVE any girls to "practice on" that any one of the
> three of them had been willing to experiment with other boys.
> Only a teenager got SO horny . . . especially at night. And
> sleeping three in a bed, even three boys in a bed, DOES raise
> erections!
> "Come here little sister," he said, "Let me show you
> something that feels REAL good."
> Kathy looked at her mother for assurance. After that nasty
> thing her brother had tried earlier, she wasn't sure she trusted
> the older boy. Still, when Melinda beamed and nodded at her, the
> little girl let her brother "do his thing." After all, she HAD
> wanted to find out just what was so much fun about what the three
> boys were doing in their room, and this looked like it might be a
> clue as to what they liked doing together so much. It was.
> Jeff didn't really know what to do, since he had never done
> anything with a girl before, but he wasn't about to let Cat know
> that. Her teasing about being better than him at almost
> everything was already reaching the point of being unbearable.
> So, he decided that bluffing his was through with false
> confidence would be preferable to admitting ignorance, especially
> when both of his brothers were looking to him for leadership.
> "Hold still, Cat. This might tickle a bit."
> The young teen started feeling up his sister; remembering
> some of the more credible rumors about girls that had run rampant
> throughout the camp. One of the older boys, one who just might
> have done a few of the things he bragged about, had told everyone
> how to "get into a woman's panties". Lurid descriptions of how
> it was accomplished and what you did once you reached that
> nirvana colored several afternoons and late nights.
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
> 6
>
>
> "First Base", as the guy had named it, was getting to touch
> a girl's breasts and crotch outside of her clothes. Obviously
> that wasn't possible now, he realized. His sister was already
> naked. To get there though, he was supposed to touch and kiss
> the girl, so that's what he did. His sister stood there, not
> saying anything, while he stroked his hands all over her body
> except for her breasts, bum, and crotch. According to
> instructions, he was supposed to stay away from them until the
> girl was "getting hot", whatever that was.
> All his sister did was stand there, let him do his thing,
> and look into his eyes with that challenging stare she used so
> often. The little girl was still waiting to find out what it was
> that her brothers did that Jeff said felt good. His touching did
> feel nice, even when it tickled a little, but it wasn't "REAL
> good". She was waiting for that. She was still waiting after
> being slightly grossed-out by her brother kissing her, and trying
> to stick his tongue in her mouth.
> Without any real experience, Jeff didn't know whether or not
> his sister was "getting hot" or not. She was breathing a little
> faster than normal and her cheeks were getting a little flushed,
> but that was about it. He decided that enough was enough and
> started in on "Second Base" - the tits, as he had been told. Of
> course Kathy didn't have any, but she did have nipples, so he was
> about to try licking and sucking them, like he had been told
> about.
> "Come on, do something," prodded Mark. The older boy was
> getting impatient with how long his little brother was taking to
> do anything. "So he's touching Kathy," he thought. "So what?"
> It wasn't much more than they all did, when wrestling or playing
> some of the more physical games. Jeff wasn't touching anything
> interesting, and Kathy didn't look like she was particularly
> enjoying what was being done to her; so he figured his brother
> was probably too nervous to do whatever it was that he was
> supposed to be doing. Mark "knew" from the talk in school that
> girls liked getting licked in between their legs, almost as much
> as guys liked getting sucked off; so he figured he knew as much
> about sex as his little brother. Waiting wasn't the older boy's
> strong suit, as everyone in the family could attest.
> "Keep quiet, Mark. Jeff is doing just fine." Melinda spoke
> quietly, but firmly. Mark frowned, but didn't say anything else.
> Kathy was still waiting. Jeff, who had stopped when his brother
> spoke, stuck out his tongue and licked first her right nipple,
> then the left one. Then the right one, then the left one. Over
> and over again. At first, the little girl giggled because his
> tongue, running over her little tiny bumps, tickled. Soon,
> though, they started tingling and feeling good. At the same
> time, another tingling tickle started down where she peed.
> Jeff noticed that his sister was definitely not quite normal
> anymore. Her breathing was getting heavy, her eyes weren't
> really focused, and she was starting to squirm, especially at the
> hips. "Maybe," he thought, "this is what 'getting hot' is."
> Having decided that his sister was "hot to trot", another
> expression he learned from camp, he started on the run from
> "second base" to "third base".
>
>
>
> 7
>
>
> "Oh, wow!" exclaimed Brian. As quietly as the ten year old
> spoke, it was enough to break, at least temporarily, the spell
> his little sister seemed to be slipping under. She said "That
> feels funny," in a slightly tremulous voice. Melinda and Mark
> both shot him dark looks meant to shut him up.
> Without stopping the attention he was giving the girl's
> nipples, he started stroking her bottom. She was so small that
> with the palms of his hands on the tops of her thighs, he could
> still touch his fingertips together behind her bum. Still, the
> soft rubbing on her bottom, thighs, and hips did get her more
> excited.
> "Time to lie down, Cat," Melinda almost whispered. She got
> up and helped her daughter over to the chesterfield. Kathy
> walked like a zombie. When she was lying down again, she
> actually pulled Jeff's head back to her chest. The tickle down
> in her peepee was actually getting stronger than the ones in her
> nipples, but it was nipple licking that got the tickle started,
> so that's what she wanted more of. She decided right then and
> there that she liked what was happening, even if it wasn't the
> "REAL good" feeling her brother had promised. Jeff, however,
> wasn't finished.
> Instead of moving back to her chair, Melinda sat by her
> daughter's head. A smile and a pat on the cheek reassured the
> young child that Momma was there and that everything was all
> right. Fear and nervous tension that had gone unnoticed drained
> away, leaving room for more of the new, exciting kind of tension.
> Kathy smiled back, then closed her eyes to concentrate on what
> was being done to her body, and what it was feeling in response.
> Mark started to stroke his cock, and Brian almost
> immediately copied his big brother. A slight negative shake of
> their mother's head, along with a slashing motion made by her
> hand, made them stop.
> Everybody held their breath for a few seconds, so they all
> heard the slight gasp when Jeff finally reached "third base".
> After spreading open his sister's legs and snuggling down between
> them, he continued licking her bare, hairless slit. Kathy opened
> her eyes, lifted her head, and looked to see what her brother was
> doing. "Oh, gross," was her only whispered conference. The
> little girl made no move to pull away or close her legs, however.
> Melinda took that opportunity to slide a cushion under her
> daughter's head so that Kathy could look without straining her
> neck. The little girl's mother was watching carefully to make
> sure her daughter wasn't actually getting upset about what was
> happening. All she saw was wide-eyed wonder and excitement. On
> Cat's part, knowing Mom was right there watching to make sure
> nothing bad happened let her stay relaxed and let her enjoy this
> very new, different, and slightly scary kind of play.
> Her brother's licking, down where she peed, while gross, did
> feel really good. She wondered if this was the "REAL good"
> feeling her brother had promised. All of a sudden she knew it
> wasn't, because it got much better when her brother pushed his
> tongue in between her tight cunny lips. Everything started
> tingling "REAL good" as he licked up and down in there. Gross or
> not, she knew she really liked what he was doing, and wanted him
> to do it more and more and more and more.
>
>
> 8
>
>
> Everybody was staring. Mark and Brian were staring from
> where they stood on the floor. Melinda was staring from where
> she sat on the couch. Cat stared down her skinny 7-year-old body
> at Jeff, and Jeff was going cross-eyed trying to stare at the
> first cunny he had ever had his face in.
> Melinda let things progress until Kathy had been groaning
> and squirming around for a while. She knew that it was unlikely
> that her daughter, at only seven years old, would have a climax
> with her first experience. The woman figured it was more
> important that she enjoy herself and learn how much fun sex could
> be than to drag things out until Jeff turned the girl into an
> exhausted and sweaty mess. Besides which, it looked to her like
> her other two sons were about ready to burst.
> "I think that's enough for now, Jeff. Sit up and take a
> breather."
> The young teen was breathing almost as hard as his sister,
> and his face had a wet sheen to it, from forehead to chin, and
> from ear to ear. That's about how far his grin spread too, when
> he saw the awed looks his two brothers were giving him.
> "Did you enjoy that, Cat?" asked Melinda as she leaned over
> to stare down at the flushed and sweaty face of her young
> daughter. The girl, still almost panting, opened her eyes and
> looked up at her mother's smiling face.
> "Uh ... uh huh," was her breathy reply, accompanied by a
> slow nodding of her head. After a few seconds and a couple of
> nods, she added "Yes."
> "Was it gross?"
> Cat's breathing was slowly coming back under control. She
> nodded some more, smiled, and said "Yeah!"
> "You want Jeff to do it some more?"
> "Oh yes! Please Mommy? Can Jeffy lick my peepee some more?
> Pleeeeease?" Little Kathleen-Ann Margaret Pinkerton finally
> thought she knew what that "REAL good" feeling her brother had
> been talking about was. She didn't, not then, but would within
> the week.
> "Not just yet, dear." The older woman wanted Kathy to lie
> still for a while to let all the new feelings she had experienced
> to soak in. There was also an important lesson she had to learn
> in reciprocation, if the kids were all going to play together
> nicely.
> "Mark, what I think you should ... Mark!" The son in
> question was staring dazedly at the junction of his sister's
> legs. Everything was wet and glistening, and not just with
> saliva. Seeing his first real live act of sex with a real live
> girl, even if it was Kathy, had him mesmerized, and had his cock
> so hard it was almost splitting the seams of his shorts. The
> vivid display before him - his sister's naked crack, barely open
> despite having her legs wide open and having had her brother's
> tongue inside it for a good ten minutes - was so fascinating that
> he had tuned out of the conversation. His mother's sharp use of
> his name brought him back to reality.
> "Uh, yeah, Mom?"
>
>
>
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>
> "Are you back with us again, dear?" Jeff and Brian both
> smiled and almost snickered at their mother's teasing tone of
> voice. Mark blushed, but still looked to see what she wanted.
> "I think it would be a good idea if you showed Cat what you
> boys are up to in that bedroom of yours. How about if you make
> Brian feel as good as Kathy does?"
> "Uh, what? Here? Now?" It was still hard for Mark to
> believe what had just happened, and was doubly hard for him to
> believe that she wanted to see him making his little brother feel
> good. Especially in front of his sister. For a few frantic
> seconds, his mind wavered between "yes she wants to see
> everything", "she doesn't really have a clue", "I haven't got the
> slightest idea what she's thinking", and "I wish she had told one
> of the others to make me feel good instead". The last thought
> came up because his balls felt like they were ready to explode.
> "No, I'd like you to do it next week out back behind the
> shed. Of COURSE I mean now! How else will Kathy learn that it's
> just as good for a guy as it is for a girl when the place their
> pee comes out of is licked and sucked? That is, if Brian doesn't
> mind you having sex with him here and now. Brian?"
> Instead of replying, the ten year old tried to hurry over to
> his big brother. However, since his forgotten pants were still
> hanging around his ankles, he almost fell over before he
> remembered to kick his way out of them.
> "Over here you two. And Mark? You might as well lose the
> shorts." She was pointing to a spot right in front of Kathy and
> herself.
> The blushing boy stared at his mother for a few seconds
> before dropping his underwear, and stepping out of them. His
> erection stood out as big as life and twice as hard despite all
> the blood rushing to his face.
> "You too, Jeff. Front and center."
> Melinda lined her three sons up in the order she wanted. To
> the left was Mark, the fifteen year old. Tall, he was well on
> the way to fulfilling the genetic promise given to him by his
> father. Already near six feet tall, his shoulders were getting
> wider almost by the day. Many hours of running around with his
> brothers, chasing and being chased by his sister, playing
> basketball, swimming, skating, tree climbing, and anything else
> active kids could find to do out in the country, kept him and
> them in excellent shape. He also followed after his father in
> one other way - his cock was filling out to a nice 6-7 inches in
> length with enough heft to make a big handful. Hair ran wild all
> over the place, including his balls, and was starting on his legs
> and chest.
> To the right was Jeffrey. At fourteen, only 18 months
> younger than Mark, he had a long way to catch up in development.
> He was five foot seven and much lighter than his older sibling.
> Speed and determination, however, made up for much of the
> difference. Tanned everywhere except for a band around his hips,
> just like both his brothers, he looked slender and soft.
>
>
>
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>
> Appearances, in this case at least, can be very misleading.
> As far as the part Kathy was staring at, it was an inch or two
> shorter than his big brother's, and considerably thinner, much to
> his chagrin. Only a little bit of hair was starting to sprout
> around the edges. Still, he thought he had something to look
> forward to.
> In between the two of them was Brian, Melinda's youngest
> son. Short and skinny, he stood four foot eleven in his bare
> feet. This was still five inches taller than his sister.
> Despite his fifteen pound advantage, she was almost as strong as
> he was, and was definitely tougher. This didn't mean he was any
> kind of a wimp, however, since he was the second toughest kid in
> his class at school. What fascinated his sister, though, was his
> bare, hairless, and very erect little cock. It was about the
> size of his biggest brother's middle finger, and was the only one
> not circumcised. Like both his brothers however, the cock-head
> was only slightly wider than the shaft, but with a widely flared
> edge circling most of the way around.
> "Go ahead, Cat. Have a good look. You can touch them if
> you want. I'm sure your brothers won't mind. Just don't
> scratch, pinch, or squeeze too hard. Go ahead. They won't
> bite." Melinda smiled reassuringly as her daughter sat up.
> Kathleen wasn't too sure that they wouldn't bite. After
> all, this was the first time she had ever seen a cock, and now
> three of them were pointing straight at her less than an arms
> reach away. She was nervous and excited and scared and curious
> all at the same time. Her mother's hand on her back let her know
> everything was all right, and she certainly wasn't about to let
> her brothers see her as any less daring than they were. So, she
> reached out and touched Brian's.
> "It's warm!" were the first words out of her mouth.
> "Yes, dear," was her mother's reply. The woman barely
> succeeded in keeping the amusement out of her voice.
> With increasing confidence, the little girl explored this
> new area of her brother's anatomy. The only time she glanced up
> was when he giggled. Apparently, the skin between his legs, just
> behind his sack, was ticklish. All three stood still for her
> examination. Melinda, however, called a halt when she thought
> Mark was getting a little too close to exploding from feeling his
> baby sister's hands.
> "Sit back, Cat. You have a seat too, Jeff. It's time for a
> show. Boys?"
> Brian had a wide smile on his face as he turned to his
> brother and shoved his hips out. The boy was hugely proud of his
> newfound maturity. Sleeping in the same bed as his brothers
> meant that there was no way he could avoid noticing what they
> were doing to themselves every night, but up until a few weeks
> ago, he had no idea why they were doing what they were doing.
> Pulling on his pud, as it were, while feeling kinda nice,
> certainly didn't seem to be worth the time, effort, and sweat the
> older two were investing in their new hobby. At least, he didn't
> think so until Jeff sucked him to orgasm one night.
>
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>
> From then on Brian was a convert to their new hobby;
> learning to suck in order to get sucked. While he was still too
> young to really ejaculate, sometimes he did spurt a few drops of
> a watery fluid. Now that he knew his mother wanted him to show
> off, he was more than willing, especially since she had told Mark
> to make him feel good. He and his cock were ready, able, and
> more than willing.
> Mark however, was feeling quite nervous. He hadn't been
> naked in front of his mother since ... well, in a long time. He
> had NEVER been naked in front of his sister before. And while
> the three boys had been playing sex games together, it hadn't
> been for all that long; and sucking off his brother in front of
> his mother and sister felt positively weird. Somewhere in the
> back of his mind was a lingering doubt that his mother even
> expected him to go down on his brother. After all, she had said
> to make him feel good, not specifically to take him in his mouth
> like they had been doing.
> Moving slowly, he got down on his knees. He moved his face
> closer to his brother's groin. He watched his mother carefully
> for any sign of anger or disgust. He opened his mouth. He
> leaned forward. The head of his brother's cock slid over his
> lips. Melinda smiled. Mark saw that, and decided to pay
> attention to giving his brother a good blow-job rather than
> watching his female relatives.
> After all the practice he had recently, Mark knew what his
> brother liked and what got him off in a hurry. Lots of tongue
> circling the head. Tightly pursed lips trying to pull the sperm
> out whenever he pulled his head back. Alternate hard sucking and
> gentle blowing. Thumb and two fingers playing with his balls,
> the other hand holding his butt. Lots of movement and friction.
> He didn't particularly enjoy giving head, but he did like making
> his brother feel really good, especially since his baby brother
> was learning how to make him feel just as good.
> Melinda stared at the spot where her two sons seemed to be
> joined. It was the first time since before her brothers had gone
> off to college, that she had seen one guy blow another. "Not
> bad," she thought; paying attention to the technique Mark was
> using. "A little rough maybe, perhaps a bit too rushed; but not
> bad at all, for someone with only a few weeks practice."
> It also looked like Brian was enjoying himself thoroughly.
> And Cat - Kathy was staring as though she were mesmerized;
> hypnotized by the show her brothers were putting on. Eyes wide
> and mouth agape, her nose was only a few scant inches away from
> the action.
> Nobody said a word until Brian blurted out "Oh, shiiiiit!",
> which was immediately followed by him collapsing and falling on
> his butt. A few drops of clear fluid oozed out of the tip, but
> that was it.
> "Eeew, gross! He peed in his mouth!" Kathy made a horrid
> face as she spoke; pulling back from her brothers in her
> revulsion.
> "No, dear, that's not pee. It's what comes out when a boy
> climaxes."
> "But mommy, you told me white stuff comes out before!"
>
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>
> "Yes I did, Cat, but that happens when boys get older.
> Brian isn't quite old enough yet."
> "It's still gross!"
> "Hmmm..." Melinda thought for a couple of seconds. Kathy
> stared at her brother's wet cock. All three of her brothers were
> staring at their mother.
> "Before you make up your mind, let's ask your brothers if
> it's gross, and if so, why they do it. Mark? How about you
> first. Do you like sucking your brother's cock?"
> It took a few seconds for him to think of how to phrase his
> answer. He knew better than to lie, but the thought of maybe
> getting her to at least suck the sperm out his body made him so
> hot that he just had to convince her to try, or at least get her
> to not say never.
> "Um, well, at first I thought it was pretty disgusting."
> Mark was talking right to his sister. "After a while though, I
> didn't mind. It's not great, but it's not really all that bad
> either."
> "So how come you do it?" asked the naked little seven year
> old.
> "Brian," asked Mark, "did you like what I just did?"
> Sitting on his butt, leaning back on his arms, Brian smiled
> up at Kathy. "It was GREAT!"
> There was still some doubt on her face, so Mark spoke up
> again. "Cat, I do it because it makes Brian feel real good, just
> like Jeff made you feel real good. That's why I do Jeff too.
> You see, I know they'll do me later, again and again and again,
> same as they know I'll do them again later. We've even gotten
> used to swallowing cum because it makes it better for the guy
> getting sucked."
> "That's really gross!"
> "Come on, Kathy," continued her big brother, "don't knock it
> until you try it. Who knows. You might like it."
> "That's enough, Mark. Thank you." Melinda smiled and
> nodded to her son to show how much she appreciated his honesty.
> "Kathy, I think it's time you paid Jeff back for making you feel
> so good. Do just like your big brother did, but if you don't
> want to swallow, you don't have to."
> "Right now, Mommy?" the little girl asked rather
> uncertainly.
> "Yes, right now, dear," said Melinda with another smile.
> She brushed the hair back from her daughter's forehead. "None of
> the boys seem to have any trouble doing it right now, do they."
> "No, Mommy."
> When Kathy turned to look at him, Jeff leaned back and
> dropped his arms to his sides. The smile on his face threatened
> to separate the top of his head from the rest of him. Lower
> down, his cock was at least as big and as hard as he could ever
> remember it being before. For him, though, that was around five
> inches long and as thick as his big brother's thumb. He waited
> anxiously for the first touch of a girl's lips on his prick.
> The fact that it would be his little sister, and that his
> mother and brothers were all watching, didn't bother him in the
> least. He didn't care. Of the three of them, he would again be
> the first.
>
>
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>
> There was a fluttery feeling deep in Kathy's stomach when
> she leaned over for another close look at her brother's cock.
> Always (well, usually) obedient to her mother's wishes, she was
> going to pay her brother back, no matter how gross it was. After
> all, if her brothers could do it, she was going to do it,
> regardless. There was no way she was going to let them show her
> up at anything. Not if she could help it.
> Four pairs of eyes stared avidly as Kathy got closer and
> closer to that thing sticking up from between her middle
> brother's legs. They watched as she turned her head first this
> way, then the other, as she worked up the courage to take it in
> her mouth. Then her lips parted, she leaned forward a little
> more, and it was in.
> "Ouch!" shouted Jeff, as he tried to pull away from his
> sister's face. She immediately opened her mouth wide and pulled
> back, a frightened look on her face. There was a few seconds of
> uncomfortable silence before Melinda took charge again.
> "Jeff, what happened?"
> "She bit me!"
> "Did not!" yelled back a nervous Kathy.
> "Did too!"
> "Did not!"
> "Hush up, you two. Kathy, a guy's cock is just as sensitive
> as the inside of your cunny. If your teeth scrape his skin, even
> a little bit, it can hurt a lot and feel like someone biting.
> Did your teeth touch him?"
> "Well, maybe a little bit," admitted the little girl.
> Jeff's yell had scared her, making her think she had really hurt
> him. She loved him too much to do that, even if it got her out
> of doing something gross. And she wasn't sure she wanted to get
> out of doing it. If that's what she had to do to get him to lick
> her some more, she was willing to try.
> "Are you ready to try again?"
> "Uh huh," she nodded.
> "This time, Cat, keep your mouth wide open, and use your
> lips to rub his shaft. Go ahead."
> When she leaned over again, this time a little more
> tentatively, Jeff watched with a nervousness he hadn't felt in a
> while. He wanted to get sucked off, but didn't want that sudden,
> sharp pain of being bitten again.
> Kathy did as her mother had told her, opening her mouth
> almost as wide as it would go before lowering her mouth around
> his prick. This time it went in all the way to the back of her
> throat before she stopped. There wasn't anything left outside,
> as her lips were pressing against the base of his shaft.
> Imitating her brother, she pulled back, then moved in, then
> pulled back, and repeated the same thing over and over again.
> Jeff was used to better, even from Brian.
> "Move your tongue around at the same time," he said. "It
> makes me feel a lot better."
> Kathy did as Jeff asked, wiggling it under his shaft and
> around the head as she raised and lowered her head.
>
>
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>
> "Suck on it at the same time," interjected her mother.
> Once again, she did as she was instructed, sucking him into
> her mouth, then sucking as though she didn't want to release him
> on the out stroke.
> "Is that better?" asked Melinda of Jeff.
> "Unh, unh, unh," was all he could manage. The feeling of
> having a girl sucking him off, his sister in fact, was a lot
> different than having a guy sucking him off. He liked the girl
> feelings a lot better. Of course, all the talk, licking his
> sister, watching his brother, and having everyone watch him
> getting sucked by a girl for the first time, had him ready to pop
> in far less time than usual. Being an over-sexed and horny 14-
> year-old, he didn't have much of a fuse to begin with, so after
> less time than even he thought was possible, that indescribable
> sensation started somewhere deep in his groin.
> "I'm gonna . . . I'm gonna . . . gonna cum . . . NOW!" he
> panted; as he felt the first thick bulge ripple through the tube
> on the bottom of his prick, and erupt in an obscene *splat* out
> the tip.
> Kathy, never one to let her brothers one-up her, sucked her
> brother's spouting cock as far into her mouth as it would go.
> When the first thick spurt came out, it was a bit of a surprise,
> but summoning the reserves of courage and daring that had served
> her so well in competing with her older siblings, she simply
> closed her eyes and started swallowing.
> The actions of her mouth, with his cock nearly in her
> throat, massaged and rubbed the head of his prick, milking him
> for even more than the already large load he was emptying into
> his sister's mouth. Each thick puddle of goo splattered against
> the back of Kathy's mouth; making an obscene, but not really bad-
> tasting puddle there.
> There was a sparkle in her eyes as she watched the
> contortions her brother's face went through. "Maybe Mark was
> right," she thought to herself. It wasn't nearly as gross as she
> had thought it might be. And the taste, slightly cloying, sticky
> yet sweet, somewhat like a combination of library-paste and
> honey, while not great, wasn't even in the same league as spinach
> or Brussels sprouts. Those were things her mother served on a
> regular basis and which the little girl (being a normal kid)
> hated with a passion.
> Kathy decided that she wouldn't mind doing it again . . . as
> long as her brother didn't mind doing her too. It would be worth
> it. With a bit of a show, she sat back up and swallowed;
> deliberately and noisily.
> "Did you like that, Jeff?" asked Melinda with a smile. She
> knew exactly how he felt, but wanted him to say something to make
> his sister feel good about doing again what she had just done.
> "Oh . . . oh yeah. It was . . . it was GREAT!" he finally
> managed to puff out. The smile slowly building up on his face
> again made him look like the cat that ate the canary. "I LOVED
> it!"
> "My turn!" shouted Brian almost immediately, bringing a
> smile to their mother's face. Kathy looked, and, yes, her
> youngest brother was once again sporting a usable tool.
>
>
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>
> "Kathy?" asked Melinda of her daughter. "Are you ready to
> do it again?"
> The little girl thought for a few seconds before answering.
> "Well, maybe . . . if he does me too."
> "I'm sure he will. Won't you, Brian?"
> "Oh yeah! I'll do you real good! Better than Jeffy even!"
> the young boy bragged.
> "We'll let Kathy decide if you're better or not. I think,
> though, that all of you should head off to the boys' bedroom if
> you're going to be doing much more of this today. Kathy, don't
> let the boys make you do anything you don't want too. And boys?
> If I hear that you've hurt Kathy in any way, you're all in real
> trouble. Got it?"
> That last admonition wasn't really necessary, since all the
> boys dearly loved their little sister. Hurting her, even when
> they were playing rough games, always got them really upset. The
> fact that Cat didn't blame them didn't matter in the least. That
> was, in part, why she did so well against them. The fact that
> she was fast, wiry, strong, tough, fearless, and daring, also
> helped, of course.
> With a grin, Kathy jumped off the couch and started running
> for the boys' room. "Last one there's a rotten egg!" she yelled
> over her shoulder. That started a small stampede, as nobody
> wanted to be last.
> "HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!" shouted Melinda, with some anger in
> her voice. All the kids stopped dead in their tracks, wondering
> what they had done wrong. "Maybe," thought Mark, "she really
> wasn't expecting us to continue playing the same game."
> "I thought I taught you kids better than that!"
> The four children stared rather guiltily at their mother;
> unsure what it was they had, or hadn't done, to raise the woman's
> ire like that.
> "Your clothes!" she exclaimed, in an exasperated way.
> "Mommy?" asked Kathy as she started slipping on her panties.
> She wasn't sure if that's what her mother meant, but she was in a
> hurry to feel one of her brothers licking her between the legs
> again.
> "No, you don't have to get dressed. But I do expect you to
> pick up after yourselves. You all know better than to leave a
> mess like this lying around. Now put them in the hamper in the
> bathroom. I don't think any of you will be wanting to get
> dressed again today."
> There were four relieved sighs, as four children released
> their held breaths. Their mother wasn't really mad; she was just
> reminding them of their responsibilities. There was a big
> difference between the former and the latter, as everyone knew
> from painful experience.
> Grabbing their clothes, everybody went running.
> "Mark, hold on a minute. I'd like to talk with you."
> The young teen wondered what his mother was going to say.
> He really hoped that she wasn't going to tell him he was too old
> or too big to play with his sister. After watching her suck the
> sperm out of their middle brother, and knowing she would soon be
> doing the same for their youngest brother, he was almost
> desperate to feel her little lips wrapped around his own cock.
>
>
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>
> "I'm proud of you, Mark. I think you showed a lot of
> maturity and restraint when you said you didn't want to hurt your
> sister. It was the responsible thing to do, and you did it."
> "Uh, thanks, Mom." He didn't like the way this conversation
> was going. She was talking about "maturity" and "restraint" and
> "responsibility". Those were words he usually associated with
> added chores and decreased freedoms. "Old enough" were the words
> used whenever his mother and father started letting him do new
> things. That didn't happen nearly often enough, as far as he was
> concerned.
> "You're right, of course. Your sister is far too tight, and
> you'd probably hurt her a lot if you tried to stick your penis
> into her vagina right now. Later, maybe you'll be able to, but
> not right now."
> The idea that his mother EXPECTED him to maybe fuck his
> sister sometime in the future came as a bit of a shock to him,
> and as it sank in, and the image of him pumping his prick as far
> up inside of Cat's pussy as it would go and pumping as much of
> his baby-making juice as his balls could make into her stomach,
> re-stiffened his cock and almost had him squirting all over the
> carpet. "Yes, Mom. I guess in a few years she'll be old enough.
> Until then, we'll have other kinds of fun."
> Melinda smiled at the slightly disappointed look on her
> son's face. She knew exactly what was going through his mind.
> After all, her two older brothers had gone through almost the
> exact same thing.
> "Mark, I didn't say that Melinda was too young." She waited
> for the stunned look on his face to materialize, as her words
> sank in. "I said your sister is too tight. If you tried
> anything with your man-sized prick right now, you could seriously
> hurt her."
> "I know. So I have to wait until she grows big enough so I
> don't hurt her. Don't I?" The confusion on his face and in his
> words were apparent. The boy didn't think his mother meant that
> he should hurt his little sister, did she? Even if she did, Mark
> didn't think he could, no matter how badly he and his mother
> wanted him to fuck the little girl.
> "Like I said a minute ago, if you hurt your sister, you'll
> catch it but good. I'm sure though, that if Cat's willing, you
> could be fucking her in a few weeks."
> "Huh?" That intelligent response was all he could manage.
> Mark didn't have the slightest idea how that could happen, and it
> showed. Melinda decided to have pity on him and explain what she
> had in mind.
> "I think that Cat, once she felt a cock inside her pussy,
> would absolutely love fucking. However, she is far too tight
> right now for you. Brian, however, would probably fit if you
> lubricated them both enough. He's small enough that he would
> only stretch her a little bit. Once she was used to him, then
> Jeff would probably fit. After lots of practice with him, then,
> and only then, would she be ready for something of your size. Do
> you get the idea?"
>
>
>
>
>
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>
>
> A grin slowly spread across the boy's, face as his mother's
> words percolated through. "You mean you don't mind if I really
> fuck Kathy right in the . . . right in the pussy?" Mark couldn't
> quite get the word "vagina" to come to his lips.
> "That's entirely between you and her. If she doesn't want
> to, there's no way I'd ever let you try and force her. However,
> if she's willing (and I'm sure you'll figure out SOME way of
> getting that to happen) then I guess you really will be fucking
> your little sister . . . right in the pussy, like you say. Only
> like I told you, Cat has to want it too. No tricks, no force,
> and most emphatically, no stupid dares. Right?"
> "Yes, Mom," he said. The grin on his face was positively
> enormous.
> "Good. Now scram!"
> Mark scrammed; throwing his shorts in the direction of the
> dirty clothes hamper in the bathroom just before disappearing
> into the bedroom he shared with his brothers. Sounds of slurping
> and panting could be heard for the few seconds it took for him to
> go in and close the door again.
> Melinda smiled a slow, self-satisfied smile to herself. Her
> kids were having fun, Kathy was once again playing with her
> brothers, and everybody was having fun. She knew her daughter
> would enjoy herself, and wouldn't let her brothers do anything to
> her that she didn't want to happen.
> Brian was the only one that lacked self-control, and Cat
> could handle him. If her talk with Mark was as successful as she
> thought it would be, the four of them would be fucking up a storm
> within a month. Cat, of course, would probably outlast all three
> boys put together. She was driven that way, always wanting to be
> faster and better at everything. "A lot like her mother, when
> she was the same age," she thought to herself.
> After getting comfortable in her chair, she picked up her
> crossword and started looking at it again. Her mind, however,
> was imagining the things that were at that moment happening in
> the other room. With three naked and horny boys all vying for
> the attentions of one naked seven year old little girl, she
> figured her daughter would probably have her cunny licked raw
> before the night was out.
> All in all, Melinda was quite satisfied with how things had
> turned out. Maybe NOW she could get back to her crossword-
> puzzle, and be undisturbed for a couple of hours, since the kids
> would be busy trying out things in the other room. It was a
> little hard thinking of four-letter words for "stiff" without
> thinking of all the hard-ons in the other room though. No,
> hardon was 6 letters. Melinda giggled, and tried NOT to think of
> teenaged boys' rampant peters pumping thick white incestuous cum
> into a pre-teenaged little girl's tight little baby-hole; making
> the child's tummy swell with their baby inside her belly, just
> like their mother's had. It was something like trying not to
> think of a pink elephant.
> Eventually however, she did manage to get somewhat engrossed
> in figuring out the remaining missing pieces of her puzzle.
>
>
>
>
>
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>
>
> So, it was with some annoyance, when barely a little over an
> hour had passed, Melinda heard her daughter yelling again. Up to
> then, she had studiously ignored the pants, moans, grunts,
> groans, "ooh"s and "Aah"s coming from the room down the hall.
> Even a fairly loud "Ow!" from Kathy was ignored, as nobody
> started crying or fighting. That sort of thing was normal, when
> three healthy boys played; and Cat was quite used to the boys'
> roughhousing. Melinda figured that if she wasn't, then she would
> have to learn anyway, if the 7-year-old was going to keep on
> playing with older boys.
> Only this wasn't just an "ow" she could ignore. This was a
> child's whining complaint. "Mo-om! Mark won't play with me!"
> Oh shit. Here Melinda had THOUGHT she had that problem solved.
> "What is it NOW?" she asked; turning her head just as the
> little girl came running out of the room; almost bawling with
> frustration. "Didn't I TELL you boys to play with your little
> sister?" she asked. "What's the matter Cat?"
> "He . . . he won't play with me," she sobbed. "He calls me
> too little!"
> "Huh?"
> "Mark told us about a grownup game, called 'Mommy and Daddy'
> where Daddy fucks Mommy," she sniffled. "Only Mark won't play!"
> "Oh Jeeze," said the older boy; looking at his mother for
> support. "I can't fuck you Cat. You're just too little."
> "Mom told you to fuck me, didn't she?" The little girl
> looked to the two younger boys for support.
> Both brother thought back, and remembered their mother had
> said just that. "Uhuh," said Jeff, while his little brother
> nodded.
> "But I CAN'T," objected Mark again; still looking to his
> mother for support in his objection, like the little girl had
> looked to his younger brothers for hers. "Maybe if you try for a
> week or so with Jeffy, you'll get big enough," he said
> desperately. "I don't want to hurt you. You're just too little
> for me." For all his objecting, it was obvious that the older
> boy WANTED to feel his prick sliding up inside his little sister
> almost as desperately as she was arguing for him to do it; as the
> erection the 14-year-old was sporting would have done credit to
> his well-hung father. This didn't seem to bother the little
> first-grader though.
> "Am NOT!" she proclaimed proudly; standing almost on tiptoe
> to emphasize her height. "Mom told you to fuck me too, so
> there!"
> Melinda hated to back down on anything . . . but the thought
> of that 6-inch prick on her eldest son going into her little
> girl's tight little slit and tearing her open, while as erotic as
> anything she had ever even THOUGHT about, was actually scary.
> She remembered her earlier warning to the older boy, and knew she
> had to back him up . . . even if she would be having wet-dreams
> for weeks, from the frustration of not letting the little girl
> have her way. Better to say "No" to the child, and have her mad,
> than have the little girl ruptured or even just hurt. Besides,
> looking at the mismatch between her child's vagina and the
> rampant dong of the girl's older brother, It might hurt Mark
> almost as much as her if he even tried.
>
>
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>
> "Maybe your brother IS a little to big for you," she tried;
> attempting to shift the onus from Kathy being "too small" to her
> older brother being "too big."
> "It's not FAIR," cried Kathy. "Mark made up the game, and
> now HE won't even PLAY." She sniffled; and then continued, "You
> always TOLD me, that if one of the boys told me I was 'too
> little' to play with him, then he had to prove it."
> "But Cat," objected her mother, "Mark's right. If he even
> tries to fuck you, you could get hurt pretty bad."
> "So what?" objected the little girl; now looking angry, once
> she had made her point. "I could get hurt playing baseball too.
> But nobody tries to keep me from doing THAT!" The 7-year-old
> stood staring at her big brothers, little fists firmly planted on
> equally tiny hips, as if daring the boys to even TRY to keep her
> from playing baseball.
> "But this is different," objected Melinda weakly. The older
> woman knew she was losing the argument; but didn't know how to
> regain the upper hand. (A sneaky voice inside her head asked her
> if she even WANTED to win . . . or did she really want to see her
> oldest son's prick splitting the little girl wide open?)
> "Is it?" asked her daughter. Kathy might not be as big or
> strong as her older brothers and mother, but she could match any
> except Brian, and beat all the rest when it came to games of
> logic. "You always told me I could try," she reminded again.
> "Um." Melinda couldn't think of anything to say, to rebut
> that argument. "You remember what happens when you fail," she
> reminded the little girl.
> Mark wasn't sure if he wanted his little sister to win or
> lose this argument. If she won, and DID manage to take his
> oversized prick up in that tight little hole . . . Mark almost
> came prematurely, at the very thought of filling the child's womb
> with squirt after thick sticky squirt of incestuous cum, and
> being allowed to this on a regular basis. (Allowed? It was
> almost as if his mother was REQUIRING that all three of her sons
> do their best to get the little girl pregnant. Even though it
> would probably be several years before that was even possible.)
> On the other hand, as his mother had just reminded Kathy, if she
> failed, then it would be another whole year before she would
> allow the little girl to even try. A whole year was almost
> forever to a 7-year-old, and looked almost as long to Mark. It
> would be murder to the older boy to see his two younger brothers
> fucking their little sister on a regular basis, while he wasn't
> even allowed to try. Cat's mother knew that.
> "If you don't succeed," she warned her daughter, "I'm not
> going to allow you to fuck Jeff or Brian either . . . it just
> wouldn't be fair to Mark, understand?"
> From looking enthusiastic, the two younger boys suddenly
> wished they hadn't been so eager to support their little sister.
> Now that both boys knew what it felt like to actually have their
> little peters IN a girl, they weren't sure they could ever go
> back to doing without. Still, they knew better than to even try,
> if their mother told them not to. If she had to get their father
> involved . . . both boys shuddered at the very idea.
>
>
>
>
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>
>
> While not abusive, their father WAS strict. He expected all
> four kids, including Kathy, to obey their mother . . . especially
> now. When they didn't, Jack made sure that the punishment they
> received seem at least twice as bad as whatever the kids had
> thought they were getting out of. Sometimes his punishments got
> quite imaginative, when he had to punish one of the kids he
> loved, without hurting, but enough to ensure future obedience.
> He just didn't have TIME to be squelching squabbles between his
> children and their mother. He expected Melinda to be able to
> control the children, and usually she did . . . even when she
> couldn't get around to good, like right now. That big soft chair
> was SO comfortable. Which was the very reason her husband had
> bought it for her about two months ago.
> Kathy looked a little scared at the threat; and almost
> backed out. After all, she HAD fucked both Brian and Jeff.
> Except for when the younger boy had "broke her cherry" as Mark
> had called it, it had been even more fun than getting licked down
> there. And Mark had mentioned other games too, besides "Mommy
> and Daddy." Ones like "Making a baby in Little Sister" and
> "Knock me up" and others. If she couldn't play with him too,
> then half the fun would be gone. The boy's reminder that she
> would probably be "big enough" to take him in a "week or two"
> seemed almost as far away to the 7-year-old as the year her
> mother was threatening her with if she failed. Besides, Mark
> hadn't PROMISED to even try, once that "week or two" was up. A
> week or two could be almost forever . . . as long as a month
> even! To Cat, the difference between a month or two and a year
> was like the difference to most people between a million years
> from now, and a billion. It was too far away to imagine
> properly. Besides, her brothers were once more telling her she
> was "too small" for something; and if there was anything
>
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