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Interruptions (mf, incest, cons, pedo, preg?)
An Erotic Story
by Frank McCoy
"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?"
9
"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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