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Subject: My New Brother and Sister (Mf, oral; inc, m/g, pedo)
Date: Wed, 15 Sep 2004 20:40:08 -0700
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My New Brother and Sister (Mf, oral; inc, m/g, pedo)
AUTHOR ?
When I was about 14 years old, my parents divorced. It wasn't sudden or
a surprise or anything, especially since almost everyone knew my father
was seeing someone new. I didn't really hold it against him, since he
seemed a better man for it.
Shortly after the divorce was final, he and his girlfriend (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 were
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 used to get up early together 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. 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, 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 ejaculated all over a
young 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 cumming 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
cumming. "OK, watch this," I told him. He and I both turned our
attention to my penis as my orgasm began. My semen jetted out in a small
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 14
after all.
"Do you think I could do it?" Mike asked me. He pulled us undeveloped,
but rigid little dick out of his pajamas.
"I don't know." And I didn't, since I had ejaculated until I was about
13, and Mike was only ten or eleven, 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 proportionately 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 between us, 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 temper fits 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 9 years. She fixed her eyes on it and could not 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?" 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 sexiness of it 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, "OK," and watched.
My orgasm shook me and buckled my knees, but I remained standing and
angled so she could get and excellent view of my semen jetting out of my
penis. And boy did I come! The first shot blasted to the wall of the
stall, followed by a series of smaller jets that squirted uselessly into
the shower water. 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, 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.
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. "Five 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 vagina 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, "OK," 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
protruding 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 everything 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
bucking 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! 11-Year old 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, instinctively 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 producing 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.