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Date: Wed, 07 Dec 2005 12:01:43 +0000
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My New Brother and Sister When I was about 12 years old, my parents divorced. It
wasn't sudden or a surprise or anything, especially since almost everyone knew
my father was cheating on her. I didn't really hold it against him, since he
seemed a better man for it. I mean my mother hadn't slept with him in years and
seemed pretty distant to all males, including her own son. Shortly after the
divorce was final, he and his girl- friend (and soon to be wife) Victoria moved
to a farm in the country. When Victoria moved in, she also brought her children
Michael and Elizabeth. They seemed like pretty good kids--Mike was about 10 and
Liz was 8 when I first met them, and we all got along pretty well. How well,
however, was not apparent for almost a year.
MIKE AND I ========== Since it was a small farmhouse we lived in, Mike and I
shared a bedroom, and we used to get up early to take care of our chores and
watch TV together. He was an all right kid, and I liked having a younger
"brother" around for a change. It was like having a built-in friend. One
Saturday, we came down and found several movies our parents had rented the night
before. One of them was a porno. I hadn't thought my father would watch one, but
like I said, Victoria brought out a lot of changes in him. Anyway, Mike and I
popped it in and began watching with the sound turned down really low. Looking
back on it now I can tell you that it was standard porno fare, but since it was
the first time either of us had seen one, I was very turned on. I should
probably mention that I had discovered masturbation around this time as well, (I
had just turned 12 several months before) and saw the porno as the ultimate tool
to that end. Watching it, I ached to jerk off, but couldn't with Mike sitting
there with me. Or so I thought. After watching for a while, a guy on the movie
ejacu- lated all over the woman's large breasts. Mike exclaimed, "He's peeing on
her!" I corrected him, saying, "No, that's something else. It's white and gooey.
He's coming on her."
Then an idea struck me. "Here, I'll show you," I said to him, and took my
engorged dick out of my sweatpants. I began to stroke it while I watched the
movie. Mike seemed to be alternating between my dick and the movie on the
screen. It didn't take long, and soon I was on the verge of an orgasm. "OK,
watch this," I told him. He and I both turned our attention to my penis as my
orgasm began. My sperm jetted out in a long spurt onto the floor, and bubbled
out the tip over my pumping fingers. I scooped up some of the goo and showed it
to him. "See?" "How does it feel?" he asked. "Really good. Almost like peeing
and sneezing at the same time. But better." I said. That was the best
explanation I had. I was only 12 after all. "Do you think I could do it?" Mike
asked me. He pulled his undeveloped, but rigid little dick out of his pajamas.
"I don't know." And I didn't actuall ejaculate until I was about 12, and Mike
was only 10, and hadn't started puberty yet. He tried stroking his penis as he
had seen me doing, but it was awkward for him since his hand was propor-
tionately larger than his dick compared to mine. His dick, even erect, was only
about as big as my thumb, and he couldn't quite get a grip on it. Eventually, he
gave up and we got some breakfast. And although I didn't know it at the time, I
would be there for his first orgasm.
ELIZABETH AND I =============== As I had adapted to having Mike around, so had I
developed a kinship towards his younger sister, Elizabeth, whom we all called
Liz. She was about 8 when I met her, and kind of a tomboy from growing up with
her brother's friends around. She was tough as nails and kept up with us in
everything we did, from riding our bicycles through the woods, to building a
treehouse in a big oak in the pasture. I started to feel a kind of protective
guardianship forming for her, as I became the "big brother" to both of them. For
the most part, Liz and I were like any other brother and sister. Our fun was
tempered by a lot of fighting and tantrums on her part. But we got along as well
as any siblings, and eventually, shared more than most. It all started
innocently enough, Liz and I teasing each other like brother and sister--I would
tickle her and she would shriek and slap at my hands. But eventually, it changed
between us somewhat. She entered the stage where she began to find boys "cute"
and found me cute. She became the aggressor, spying on me when I was not with
her, stealing into the bathroom while I was showering and dumping cold water on
me, things like that. It was good natured, and I never thought about it as
anything but a younger sister's adoration of her big brother. Which, I guess, it
was. But the biggest change happened during one of her shower raids and she
caught me jerking off in the shower. Since I was well into puberty (about 14 or
so), my dick was nearly full grown, and in its engorged state, it was probably
unlike anything she had seen in her 10 years. She fixed her eyes on it and
wouldn't look away. I quickly stopped stroking when I saw her, embarrassed. But
then she asked me, "Are you going to make the white stuff come out?" At that
moment, I knew that Mike had told her about our experience in the TV room. This
rekindled my loins, and turned me on even more. I continued my fervent stroking
of my soapy dick, watching Liz stare intently at it. The intensness of actually
having a female watching me beat off became almost too much to bear, and I felt
my sperm building up pressure in my balls. "Here it comes, Liz," I said. She
said, "Okay," and watched intently. My orgasm shook me and buckled my knees, but
I remained standing and angled myself so she could get an excel- lent view of my
come jetting out. And boy did I come! The first shot blasted to the wall of the
bathroom, followed by a series of smaller jets that squirted uselessly into the
bathroom floor. I'd never shot so much nor so far before, and I'd never been so
turned on. The two must have been connected. I turned around to shut off the
water in the shower, and I saw the Liz had left. No fanfare, no words, she was
gone. I was a little concerned that she would tell her mother or my father, but
I didn't think she would. Why would she? She invaded my shower.
MIKE, LIZ, AND I ================ Since both Mike and Liz had now seen me
ejaculate, we all gradually became a little more open about it. I no longer
strained to remain silent in my bed at night while I masturbated myself to
sleep. Frequently, I would pull it out in front of one or both of them and
stroke myself to orgasm. I was very turned on by having two people watch me
masturbate, and they seemed to enjoy the novelty of it, especially when I shot
my cum. My only excuse for such behavour is that I was 13 and my hormones were
raging. I was masturbating at leats twice a day, and the pleasure was
intensified by having an audience. It really got good one night when my parents
left me in charge while they went out. We were watching TV when I started to get
horny. Feeling bold, I took my dick out and showed it to them. Mike asked, "Are
you going to make the white stuff come?" And Liz chimed in, "Yeah, I want to see
it, too!" Being the exhibitionist I am, I pulled my clothes off and started
jerking off. Both Mike and Liz were interested, but it didn't seem to be enough.
So I asked them to go into our folks' bedroom and get some of the magazines
Victoria kept under her bed. She seemed partial to Hustler, so we got four or
five of them out and I started reading and jerking, getting more and more
aroused. I also noticed Mike and Liz looking at the magazines. I suggested that
they join me. Mike was eager to respond, and pulled his clothes off quickly,
exposing his turgid little dick with no hair at all. It stuck out from his
abdomen like a hook. Liz looked at it, then at mine. "Which one do you like
better, Liz?" I asked. "They're both neat," she said. "But I like bigger," she
said, grabbing the base of mine and working her hands up it like baseball
players on a bat deciding who bats first, hand over hand, until she had measured
it from top to bottom. "two hands," she announced. Then she did the same for
Mike, where she could only grasp it once. "One hand, two fingers," she said,
being very scientific. "Show us yours," Mike prompted, not hurt at all. She
seemed to hesitate, then pulled her pants down. Standing there, her hairless
little pussy exposed, she looked very young indeed, but once she was fully
naked, the woman she would become was apparent. Even at nine, her body had
gentle curves at the hips, and her nipples were puffy and stuck out from the
rest of her flat chest. She suddenly seemed very at ease in her nudity and sat
down next to me on the couch, where I had resumed stroking my dick. Seeing her
infused me with a newfound sexual energy, and I could feel my orgasm building
quickly. "Can I look at it," I asked her. She said, "Okay," very casually as if
it were no big deal, and lay back and spread her legs wide. I reached down and
touched her smooth flesh, running up her thighs to her hairless mound. The skin
there felt so unfinished, so pure. Then I parted her outer lips and peeked into
her vagina. It looked like a grown woman's, only smaller. There were tiny inner
lips converging on a little pro- truding bud of a clit, with a finger-sized hole
underneath leading to her young womb. "Does this hurt?" I asked, parting the
inner lips with two fingers. "No," she said, and reached down to her crotch.
With two hands, she grasped the inner lips and began to tug and pull on them.
"See? They're stretchy." That was too much for me to hear and my orgasm came
upon me. My semen burst from my dick and splashed between my feet on the floor.
"White stuff!" Mike cried, watching my spurting penis. Liz sat up to see the
last of my sperm pump out the tip of my dick. "Cool," she said. Although my dick
was temporarily out of action now, my mind was still in a sexual frenzy. This
was incredible! The possibilities were almost endless, and since I had never
done anything with a real girl before, I thought this would be an excellent time
to get some practice. "Can I taste you, Liz?" I asked. "Um, OK," she said,
hesitant, but leaning back on the couch again and spreading her legs. I moved
between her thighs and put my face near her vagina. There was no odor as I
expected. I tentatively stuck out my tongue to taste her flesh, and it was like
a spark jumped between us. She jumped slightly as my tongue touched her
sensitive slot, but settled down as I moved my tongue up and down her little
hairless slit, getting it nice and slippery. Mike moved to watch, still
furiously trying to stroke his immature penis. Though I didn't have any
experience, I knew how every- thing worked, and began to work on her tiny clit,
which was no bigger than the head of a pin. Occasionally, she would twitch when
I hit it just right and I learned quickly what she liked. Soon I could taste a
flow of juices from deep inside her, and they mingled with my saliva to make her
smooth vagina slippery and hot. Soon I had her twisting around on the couch,
enjoying the sensations. I worked faster and faster over her little pussy,
pushing her farther and farther until she let go and started buck- ing under me,
her hips jerking spasmodically. A moment later, she climbed quickly away from my
tongue. "Stop, stop, stop," she cried as her suddenly over-sensitive vagina
finished its first orgasm.
Once she'd caught her breath, Mike asked, "Can I try, Liz?" She shook her head
no, but said that he could suck her nipples, which he began to do, still
stroking his cock. By then I was hard again, and ready to go. I gently moved
Liz's legs apart and knelt between them, moving my hard-on to her pussy. I knew
better than to try to stuff it into her tiny vagina, but I pushed the squishy
head inside and slid it up and down in her juices. She stiffened and said, "No,
not that one, this one," grabbing Mike's dick. Startled at her sudden interest
and competence, I moved back and let him move into place. I was shocked that Liz
was so bold, but the orgasm must have made quite an impact on her. Once Mike was
between her legs, he reached down and moved his little dick to her slot, where
after a few false starts, managed to ease it into her greased pussy. He
stretched out on top of her, holding himself up with his arms and thrusting his
small cock inside of her. Liz didn't seem to be in any pain, as his dick wasn't
long enough to reach her hymen and do any damage. I couldn't believe it! Little
Mike was no longer a virgin, yet I still was! But it was too hot to think about
that. Mike was pumping away in her, instinctive- ly moving his hips in and out.
She began to feel his rhythm, and moved with him naturally. Then Mike looked up
at me with terror in his eyes. I was stroking my cock again, watching them. He
said, "I think it's happening!" "Get out!" I said, not knowing whether his sperm
was potent enough, or if Liz's ovaries had started produc- ing eggs, but wanting
to take no chances. I pushed him out of her just as his dick started to jump.
All three of us looked at it -- Mike didn't even bother stroking it -- as a few
drops of almost clear liquid surged out the hole at the tip and onto the couch.
Then his hips bucked once and a final jet of pure white real semen pushed out
the head of his penis. Seeing this, my own orgasm began, and I helped it along,
aiming my dick at Liz's mouth, not caring whether she wanted it or not. This
orgasm, not as powerful as the last, dribbled my cum onto her face. She jerked
away suddenly, but instinctively liked at the cum which had landed near her
lips. Tasting it, she reached out to the tip of my dick, took some cum on her
finger and popped it into her mouth, swirling it around before swallowing it.
She made a face that said she wasn't sure she liked how it tasted, but that she
was just curious. After we'd all caught our breath, we cleaned up and got
dressed. We never told anyone about that night, but it was only the beginning of
a long summer of fun.
End
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