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 TITLE: A Jedi's Training
PART: 1 of 3
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: mf inc brother/sister mast handjob cumshot oral fellatio pett
fant ScFi
SUMMARY: Young Anakin Solo is crushing madly on Tahiri, and doesn't know
how to handle his feelings and his lusts.  His older sister Jaina helps him
out.  Star Wars smut fanfiction, written for Jviper on Hentai Foundry.
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   Anakin Solo grunted in pleasure, as his big cock jerked and pulsed
erratically like a wild beast, flinging out ropes of 14 year old cum.  He
could almost see Tahiri's face smiling as she was covered with his seed, in
his fantasy.  As always, his cock twitched too much during cumming for him
to keep it from falling towards him as he sat back against the headboard of
his bed, but he retained enough presence of mind - barely - to throw up a
telekinetic ward with the Force, catching the hot droplets of jizz and
directing them into the tissue he had on the bed next to him.
   His chest heaving, he cleaned himself hurriedly as he caught his breath,
and dressed quickly in his trainee's tunic.  Strapping on his lightsaber,
he left his room and hurried down the corridor to the mess hall of the
Great Temple on the jungle moon Yavin 4, location of the secluded praxeum,
or Jedi Academy, where Grand Master Luke Skywalker - Anakin's uncle -
trained youngsters strong with the Force.
   He reflexively brushed his dark bangs from his eyes as he entered the
mess hall, where padawans and acolytes were chatting animatedly as they ate
their morning meal.  There was Tahiri, the blonde girl chowing down on a
stack of Ithorian waffles.  Tahiri had been his best friend since they had
each enrolled at the Jedi academy, but now she was more.
   Now she was his crush.  She hadn't gotten a larger size tunic yet, so
even though her breasts were relatively small, they stretched out
innocently against the fabric, drawing Anakin's attention.  He gulped,
trying to stifle the boner that threatened to bulge in his trousers, and
quickly got his breakfast tray and shuffled over to Tahiri, sitting across
from her.  It was a very good thing he jacked off every morning, otherwise
he would have an embarrassingly large boner every day at breakfast for
sure.
   He kept his head down, to avoid looking at her - or rather, her very
appealing young boobs - and concentrated on eating his waffles.  Unlike
Tahiri's rather enthusiastic manner of eating, he took small bites and
chewed each one carefully.
   "Morning, Anakin!" the blonde girl chirped at him.  Her tone was bright,
as usual, but measured with hesitation.  Things hadn't been the same
between her and Anakin for a few months.  She didn't know why, only that he
was always highly tense and uncertain nowadays, and wouldn't say why.  He'd
actually sat at a different table for a meal one day, and on her surprised
questioning why, he shrugged awkwardly and shuffled over to sit with her
again.
   So now he still sat with her, at least, but barely spoke to her.  She
didn't know if that was better or worse.  He mumbled something that sounded
vaguely like 'Good morning', so she continued, "Did you sleep well?  I did.
It rained last night, and the jungle smells so good after the rain.  Don't
you think?"
   Anakin mumbled something noncommittal.  Tahiri frowned, but refused to
be deterred.  If Anakin still flatly refused to tell her what was wrong,
then she'd keep trying to draw him out.  "Do you think we could do some
sparring out there later?  Since it smells so nice.  So wet, not like
Tatooine at all." The blonde 12 year old girl had been raised by Sand
People on the desert planet of Tatooine, and so loved moisture of all
kinds.
   Her 14 year old best friend mumbled something else unintelligible, so
Tahiri figured it was time to resort to different tactics: tickling! 
Unfortunately, on the other side of the table from him as she was, she
couldn't exactly reach across and dig into his ribs.  Hmmm...
   She rapidly downed the last of her waffles, then stood up and picked up
the tray, starting to walk around the table past Anakin, as though to put
her tray up.  But just as soon as she had walked around the table, she
quickly sat the tray down, and pounced.  Her lithe preteen fingers found
his ribs and tickled, her face lighting up.
   Anakin's reaction shocked her.  He jerked away to his feet, as if burnt,
accidentally spilling his cup of jawa juice and breathing heavily as he
looked at her, almost warily.  Tahiri looked into his face concernedly, not
recognizing the expression of utter hunger on his face, nor seeing the
bulge that had sprung in his trousers, so distracted was she by his face.
They were of the same height, despite, Anakin being two years older, and so
were eye to eye.  "Anakin..." she said, a trace of real worry in her tone
now.
   "There you two are," a familiar musical voice interrupted them.  They
turned the speaker, and Anakin hurriedly sat back down to hide his crotch
bulge as Tionne, Jedi Master, addressed them.  The older woman's
mother-of-pearl eyes flicked back and forth between the two youngsters. 
She felt the tension, but did not comment on it.
   Instead, she said, "I've noticed that, in the last month, your bond
seems to be wavering." She referred to the bond Anakin and Tahiri had in
the Force, one that they had discovered the very first day they'd met each
other.  Both were powerful alone, but when they combined their strengths in
the Force, their power multiplied, resonating with one another's spirits.
But in the past few months, as Anakin had grown more awkward around the
increasingly confused Tahiri, his concentration around her had faltered
severely, and anytime they combined their powers, the attempt often failed
or at the least underperformed.
   Tahiri looked at Anakin, who didn't meet her eyes, and back at Tionne.
"Yes, Master," she agreed.  She wouldn't tell Tionne that her best friend
refused to divulge what was wrong to her; if Anakin didn't want to tell
anyone, then she wouldn't get Tionne to pry either.
   Tionne continued, "I think a situation where you have to rely on each
other and remain in close proximity will help you to reforge your bond. 
It's important as Jedi to have bonds with the lives around us, and the bond
you two share is a rare blessing.  So, with Master Skywalker's permission,
I am assigning a special training exercise to the pair of you: travel, by
foot, through the jungles to the old Guard Temple complex, and spend a full
day there meditating and following your Force intuition to interact with
the world around you."
   Tahiri brightened, leaping at the chance to spend time alone with
Anakin. Maybe he'd recover his old self.  Besides, he wasn't just her best
friend; she'd fantasized for years about becoming his girlfriend and
growing up to get married to him, and having exactly twelve children
together.  Anakin, on the other hand, had flushed, heat swooping through
his whole body, and sweat broke out on his skin.  The temple ruins built by
the ancient Sith Imperial Guard from millennia ago were far away, at least
a couple of days' trek!  How was he going to survive being this close to
Tahiri all that while?!
   "Brilliant!" the preteen girl exclaimed.  "When do we leave?"
   Tionne opened her mouth to say 'tomorrow', when Jacen, Anakin's older
brother, came by, proclaiming enthusiastically, "The seasonal stoneray
migration begins today!  I took some readings last night, and they're set
to fly through the jungle along their traditional pattern.  Several of the
old ruins are just going to be PACKED with stonerays for several days... 
Blueleaf Temple for example, the old Sith Guard complex, the..."
   Jacen's voice trailed off as he passed by and continued on, and Tionne
hastily amended, "Next week." Anakin thanked his lucky stars that at least
he had a week to think of something to do about this...
   Later that morning, Anakin's older sister Jaina was in her chambers
within the Great Temple.  She was in a tight fitting white shirt that
accentuated her succulent teen breasts, and otherwise wore only her
panties. She preferred as little dress as possible while working; a bunch
of heavy clothing distracted her conversation.
   Electronic parts and mechanical scrap were scattered around her room.  A
synthetic crystal incubator hummed as it worked.  Jaina was attuning a
glowing yellow crystal into her device, when the chime sounded a visitor.
"Come in!" she said distractedly, still concentrating on the crystal
attunement and forgetting that she was half naked.
   The crystal flashed indignantly at her attempts to attune it, and a
hairline crack formed in its surface, as her little brother Anakin walked
in.  Huffing exasperatedly at the recalcitrant device, Jaina belatedly
remembered her state of half-undress, but figured it didn't matter; it was
just Anakin, after all.  She was sorely tempted to ask him for help - he
was quite mechanically astute, same as she was - but last year he'd
protested over the fact that she always dragged him into all her tinkering
projects, and so she'd reluctantly refrained from seeking his assistance
since then.
   "What's up, Ani?" she said.  When Anakin didn't automatically protest
the use of the childish nickname, she suddenly focused on him.  "What's
wrong?" she asked.
   He blushed and toed the floor with his shoe.  "I, um, need your advice."
   Jaina perked up.  "Is it a girl?" she said bluntly.  A thought struck
her.  "Is it Tahiri?" Anakin's beet-red face told her the answer, and she
squealed.  "Ani, I'm so happy for you!  Have you told her yet?  I bet she
likes you too."
   Anakin stammered and blushed several times before blurting out his
problem.  The ice broken, he then told the details in a somewhat calmer
tone.  Jaina tapped her chin thoughtfully.  "Well, I think the answer is
obvious," she said.  "We need to get you used to being around girls."
   Anakin arched an eyebrow barely seen under his unruly bangs.  "How
exactly do I do that?"
   "Ani," Jaina said patiently, "I'm a girl."
   "Yeah, but you're--" Anakin stopped as realization dawned.  He'd never
noticed Jaina like THAT before, but he suddenly became very aware that his
older sister was in fact a girl.  A very sexy girl, in fact, clad in
nothing but a flimsy top and panties.  Her nicely sized tits strained out
her shirt, and her legs were long, lithe, and tan.  She got a very
mischievous smile on her face as she realized he was checking her out, and
twirled around, showing off her firm buns for him too.
   Her little brother was now even redder than when Jaina had mentioned
Tahiri at the beginning - and was sporting a nicely sized bulge in his
trousers!  Her little brother wasn't so 'little', apparently.  "C'mere and
give your big sister a hug," she said.  He hesitantly came towards her and
she wrapped her arms around him.  He was almost a full head shorter than
her, despite being only a year and a half younger, and she put her nose
into his hair, smelling his altogether pleasant scent, a scent that was a
lot more virile than she expected.
   He was stiff as a board in her hold.  "Relax, Ani," she encouraged him.
He took several deep breaths and managed to slump a little.  "Put your arms
around me." He obeyed, slowly putting his arms around her back, as if
afraid to touch her.  He'd hugged her a million times before, of course,
but that was before he'd noticed her as a girl.
   "Tighter," she commanded, and pulled him close to her, letting her
breasts press into his chest, and his crotch into hers.  She was startled
to feel his impressive bulge throbbing into her; her little brother had a
boner!  Over her!  Anakin tried to jerk away, highly embarrassed, but Jaina
held him fast.  "Don't be shy, Ani.  It's just me.  Just Jaina."
   Just an incredibly sexy teenage girl with big boobs, who is rubbing into
my boner, Anakin thought, flushing furiously.  He was incredibly turned on
and incredibly embarrassed all at once.  But she kept holding him, and
gently stroking his back, which slowly soothed his embarrassment but also
heightened his excitement.  Before he knew, he was rubbing his crotch
against hers for a few moments, then jerked back as he realized what he was
doing.
   Jaina let him go this time.  "Doing fine, Anakin," she smiled at him.
   "I, um," he stammered.
   "Hmm?" she questioned, her gaze riveted on his obscenely pulsing crotch
bulge, as though hypnotized.  Abruptly she realized what he was getting at;
he was about to cream his pants!  "Refresher's over there," she said, and
Anakin hurried to it, shutting the door behind him.  "Really, Ani?" she
called through the door.  She was answered by a few grunts, and rolled her
eyes fondly.  He'd get over his shyness soon enough; she had a desire to
see that dick for herself, especially if it was all red and throbbing and
cumming!
   Anakin soon emerged from the 'fresher unit, face red as a beet, and
sweating somewhat.  An unexpectedly virile musk wafted into the room with
him, causing Jaina's nostrils to flare with interest.  "Feel better?" she
smiled, reaching out to muss his hair.
   He flushed, but said, "Stop that," with no real malice, as he squirmed
out from under her hand.  Good, Jaina thought; he seemed to be more
comfortable already, though that might just be since he had just cummed.
   "Stick around," she grinned.  "You gotta stay close to me if we're gonna
keep doing this."
   "Okay," he said, trying not to be obvious about his constant glances at
his older sister's nicely sized boobs, or about the boner that threatened
to pop again.  He distracted himself for a moment by looking around the
room.  "So what are you working on?"
   Jaina noticed his stray gazes however, and her nipples hardened under
the scrutiny, poking through her flimsy top.  "I'm working on a Force
scanner of sorts.  Midi-chlorian blood tests are inefficient, in my
opinion; plus there are all sorts of Force manifestations that aren't flesh
and blood."
   Anakin perked up, his interest piqued.  "Really?  Is that why you're
using crystals?"
   "Yes," Jaina said enthusiastically, glad she had his interest.  They
huddled on the floor together, Jaina deliberately rubbing into her younger
brother's side as they did so, as she pointed out the various components.
"Two crystals would have a better modulation resonance than one, but the
trouble is getting them to attune with each other."
   "Three crystals would be ideal," Anakin pointed out.  "If they achieve
resonance, they can balance out any attunement misalignments."
   "I've been having trouble getting TWO crystals to align at all," Jaina
protested, "even with the crystal incubator.  Where are we going to find
three?"
   "There's a ruin not far from the Great Temple," Anakin said, "with LOTS
of crystals."
   "Close to the temple?" Jaina said skeptically.  "And not picked over
already?"
   "Secret passage," Anakin grinned.  "Tahiri and I--" He flushed,
remembering that his crush was the reason he was here to begin with. 
"Several months ago, we found it."
   "Show me!" And so the siblings grabbed a speeder bike and headed out to
the small ruined temple Anakin had pointed out on the map.  Jaina piloted,
directing Anakin to sit behind her and wrap his arms around her waist,
which he did with much blushing.
   During the ride, he was very aware of her warm soft flesh, and the
wonderful smell of her hair, and struggled very hard not to get a boner. 
However, he was unable to keep his treacherous crotch from bulging into her
back, and he gulped, hoping maybe she couldn't feel it.  Unseen to him,
Jaina just grinned, and enjoyed it.
   At the old ruin, Anakin led her inside the mostly picked-over chambers,
and touched a stone in the wall.  A portion of the wall swung open,
revealing a secret corridor!  "Amazing!" Jaina exclaimed.  All gung-ho, she
started forward into the passage, which was very narrow; her shoulders
touched the walls on both sides.  However, partway through, a mischievous
glint came into her eyes.
   "Ani," she said, turning back to look at him, "come past me.  After all,
you know where this goes." She turned herself so she was sideways in the
corridor, her front pressed into the wall, leaving a narrow opening for
Anakin to squeeze through.  He blushed - he was so cute when he blushed!  -
and hesitantly entered the corridor, turning sideways to go by her.  He
slid his butt along the wall, and his crotch rubbed along his older
sister's succulent teenage butt as he worked his way past her.
   He couldn't help it - he popped a raging boner, that bulged through his
trousers and into Jaina's ass crack.  "Hnnh," he moaned softly, before
biting it off, embarrassed.  Sweating, he forced himself to keep sliding
along the wall - even though it felt soooo gooooood to have his big young
cock between Jaina's butt cheeks, even through clothes - but then Jaina
started moving along with him!
   "I changed my mind," she said mischievously.  "Let's just both go
through here at once." Anakin's boner raged and throbbed in his pants, and
he gulped and swallowed several times, gasping as her ass wriggled into his
trouser bulge with their every movement.  More than once, he started
dry-humping her for a split-second, before remembering himself and stopping
abruptly.  Jaina could just imagine how red his face was getting, and
grinned to herself.
   It seemed like an eternity of agonizing pleasure, but was probably only
a few minutes, before they emerged into the hidden chamber on the other
side.  "Whoa!" Jaina murmured.  Crystals were everywhere: held by statues,
strewn on the floor, mounted as wall decor.  "You weren't kidding, Ani -
this is a treasure trove!"
   The siblings spent several hours there, inspecting and gathering various
crystals for the Force scanner.  Anakin had almost a perpetual erection,
spending time around his sexy older sister, and did his best to hide it;
Jaina touching him every chance she got wasn't helping though - a touch on
the shoulder here, a pat on the back there, etc.
   The sun was just starting to sink when they made it back to the Great
Temple, carrying the crystals into Jaina's room.  "Whew!" the 15 year old
girl said, stretching - and quite deliberately make her tits protrude from
her chest more prominently - "that was some good work.  But now we're all
sweaty and dirty.  Should get cleaned up."
   Anakin didn't say anything at first, hypnotized by Jaina's tits, before
starting and replying, "Oh, okay.  I'll go back to my room and freshen up."
   "Oh, no, you don't," Jaina waggled her finger.  "We're gonna shower
together."
   "WHAT!" her younger brother sputtered.
   "Gotta get you used to being around girls," she winked.  And she had a
hankering to see the cock that kept making those delicious trouser bulges
in his crotch, she thought to herself.  "Start stripping," she ordered, and
began obeying her own command.  Reluctantly, Anakin slowly began stripping,
eyes glued to her form but constantly darting away each time she glanced at
him, hoping she wasn't noticing his furtive looks.
   When they were both fully naked, brother and sister saw each other for
the first time since they were little.  Jaina had nice full tits, her puffy
nipples at attention, her pussy shaven, her body glistening with sweat. 
Anakin never seen naked tits or pussy before, and was completely
fascinated, though he did his best not to seem as though he was fascinated.
   Jaina for her part, had known that Anakin was fit, but not the extent to
which he was.  He was short and small of course, but all lean muscle; Jedi
training did that.  And his cock!  It was a gently pulsing sausage between
his legs, nice and thick and long.  The expressions on Anakin's face made
it clear that he was struggling not to get a boner.  "Come on," she grinned
at him, and turned to go into the refresher unit, leaving her brother with
an eyeful of her tight bouncing ass.
   He followed her, and they stepped into the shower.  Back home on
Coruscant, they had state-of-the-art sonic showers, but here on Yavin 4,
the showers were traditional water jets.  Anakin kind of preferred the
water showers anyway.  "Okay, Ani," she said, "soap me up."
   "What?" he said, as if unsure he heard her right.
   "Soap me up," she repeated.  "Then I'll soap you up." His entire body
seemed to flush, but he obeyed, lathering his hands up in soap and
hesitantly putting his hands on her shoulders.  Very uncertainly, he soaped
up her neck and shoulders and arms, then her back.  When presented with her
boobs and ass, much less her pussy, he seemed at a loss.  "Here, Ani," she
said kindly, putting her hand on his, and moving it to her tit; she
suppressed a moan as his hand touched her sensitive chest.  "Now the other
one," she commanded, but didn't use her hand to help him.  Breathing
rapidly, Anakin slowly brought his other hand up to her other tit, and
touched his palm to it lightly.
   Jaina's eyelids fluttered a bit.  "I'm not made of glass," she said. 
"Feel me more." She pressed his hand, which she was holding atop one boob,
into her chest, and he reflexively grasped her other boob too, before quite
realizing what he was doing, at which point, he jerked a bit in
startlement. "You're doing good, Ani," she encouraged., "Squeeze a little."
Flushing, he obeyed, and Jaina felt her pussy moistening.
   After she guided him through soaping up her tits, she decided he'd done
well enough for now, and could soap up her pussy and ass another day.  "Now
your turn," she grinned at him, lathering up her hands and starting to run
them across his body with no hesitation.  Anakin gulped, his big teen cock
twitching and pulsing, semi-hard and dripping precum.  Fortunately, the
shower water running over them kept the precum from being noticed, or so he
hoped.
   After soaping up his body, and lingering perhaps a touch too long on his
lean muscles, Jaina then gently cupped his nuts, surprised at how round and
full they were.  Anakin bit his lip to stifle a groan as his sexy older
sister tenderly lathered his balls up with soap, but when she took his cock
in her hands, he couldn't suppress a low guttural moan.
   Jaina seemed not to notice, however, so enthralled she was by his young
manmeat.  She was half-kneeling to inspect it, and could barely make her
fingertips touch around it.  So thick!  Keeping her finger and thumb as a
ring around his shaft, she moved her hand up to his crown, then down to his
base, wresting more bit-off groans from her nicely hung brother.  He was
definitely hardening up now, unable to stop himself, and his shaft
thickened further, forcing her fingertips apart, as his cockhead fell upon
her boobs.
   Mesmerized, she held up her free hand, comparing his cock to her
forearm. "Damn," she breathed softly.  He was nearly as big as her forearm!
Her virgin pussy was getting so wet.  Leaning down further - as close up as
she was to his delicious looking dick, she wanted to see even closer - she
began lathering his cock up and down in soap, as his engorged cockhead
slapped gently on her face, throbbing madly.
   When precum leaked onto her cheek, Jaina suddenly broke out of her
cock-trance to notice her brother standing stock-still, fists clenched,
eyes tightly shut, as agonizing pleasure guttered in his throat.  She
suddenly realized that her attentions had made him super horny, with this
succulent raging monster pulsing on her face.  "I'm so sorry, Ani!" she
apologized.  "Here, let me help you out."
   Her voice jerked him back to reality, and before he could object - out
of embarrassment, not from any lack of desire - she had wrapped her hand
around as much of his bulging shaft as she could and begun jerking his
cock! "Blaster bolts!" he groaned, feeling more turned on than he ever had
before.  A girl was jacking him off!  Fantasies of Tahiri confused
themselves with the reality of his unbelievably sexy older sister giving
him a handjob, and Anakin suddenly found himself faced with the unavoidable
fact that he was now crushing on his sister too.
   He was so worked up that it didn't take long, and his cock began
thrashing and jerking in Jaina's hand like a wild beast, flinging several
ropes of 14 year old cum onto her face and boobs.  Just like in his
fantasies of Tahiri when he jacked off!  Breathing heavily, coming down
from his high, he didn't realize that Jaina was also breathing heavily,
only noticing how much hotter she looked, with the ropes of his jizz on
her. "Wow, Anakin," she exclaimed, grinning up at him.  "Guess you better
soap me off again!"
   As his ecstasy abated, Anakin's embarrassment reasserted himself, but he
managed to partially soap Jaina off again.  After the shower, they dressed
again - "dressing" perhaps being an overstatement for Jaina, who merely put
on her tight flimsy top and her panties - and set to work on the Force
scanner.
   It was late at night when Anakin finally stretched and yawned, "I'm
gonna go to bed."
   "Okay, sleepyhead," Jaina agreed, "but in my bed with me."
   "What?" Anakin felt like he'd been sputtering that same word all day
long.
   "You know what I'm going to say," Jaina grinned.
   He blushed.  "Gotta get me used to being around girls?"
   "You got it, little bro.  Well," she amended, "maybe I shouldn't call
you 'little' anymore." Anakin flushed deeper, but nonetheless seemed to
have a hint of pride now.  After using the 'fresher, she got into bed, and
directed him to climb in behind her.  "Wrap your arms around me, Ani," she
commanded, and he obeyed.  "You're gonna hold me all night.  Got it?"
   "Okay," he acquiesced, and she could almost feel the heat of his
constant blushing again.  She could feel his bulge throbbing all over again
in her panty-clad ass-crack, and grinned.
   She fell asleep soon enough, dreaming of that big fat cock throbbing
between her ass cheeks, but Anakin was awake for a long while, unable to
think about anything except her delicious buttocks against his crotch.  He
slowly started drifting off, and in his half-slumber between dreaming and
waking, started humping his older sister's ass.
   After several moments of this, he jerked awake again, realizing what he
was doing, and forcing himself to stop.  Shortly, he finally lapsed into
true slumber, murky dreams of Tahiri and Jaina giving himself a double
handjob filling his head.
   When he woke in the morning, it was to find himself still with a boner,
throbbing firmly into Jaina's ass!  He flushed, highly embarrassed all over
again, yet Jaina was still asleep, so that soothed his embarrassment
somewhat.  He knew he should get up, but it felt so good!  Closing his
eyes, he tried to just enjoy it - after all, she was still asleep, so there
was nothing to be embarrassed about, right?  As the day and night before,
he soon found himself dry humping her butt, and made himself stop again,
getting up hurriedly before he could do anything else.
   Jaina woke up soon after, and the day went more or less the same as the
previous one.  For the next couple of days, Jaina made sure she and Anakin
remained in close proximity.  They worked on the Force scanner together,
bathed together, and slept together.  She constantly touched and hugged
him, and encouraged him to hug her too.
   On the fourth night of this, as they climbed into bed, Anakin holding
Jaina from behind, she felt his typical boner starting to form against her
ass, and also felt him pull back slightly, in the obvious hope that she
wouldn't be aware of it.  "Anakin," she said, somewhat exasperatedly, and
wriggled around in his arms so that she was facing him, their heads almost
touching.  "You need to let go of your inhibitions and stop hiding what
you're feeling.  You're not fooling anyone, I know it when you get boners.
And it makes me happy that you do."
   He was blushing, but said, "Really?"
   "Yes," she confirmed.  "You're a sexy guy, and it makes me feel sexy
knowing that my hung brother is getting so hard over me." A silly grin of
teenage pride spread over his face, and she grinned fondly, loving how cute
that hint of pride was.  "So hold me tight and stop playing around.  Okay?"
   "Okay," he said slowly, in a very serious tone.  She knew that when he
used that tone, he was committing to what he was saying.  She grinned and
leaned forward to peck his nose, but he shifted slightly on the pillow, and
she inadvertently pecked his lips.  They both let out a gasp of surprise,
but Jaina smiled.
   "Well," she said, "not what I was going for, but it was good."
   "Yeah," he managed to grin back.
   "Now rub that cock in my ass," she commanded, wriggling back around in
his arms so that her back was to his front again.  This time, he held her
close, letting his bulging crotch throb and pulse into her succulent teen
ass, clad only in thin panties.  After a few minutes, he started
involuntarily humping her again, but jerking out of his reverie as he
usually did.
   "Nuh-uh," Jaina said, wriggling her ass back against him.  "Keep going."
He chuckled, slightly nervously, but obeyed, and soon got over his
nervousness at the pleasure of it.  She moaned slightly; the sensation of
his clothed cock and the harshness of his breathing in her ear turned her
on!
   Eventually, Anakin did stop however.  "If I don't stop now," he
chuckled, "I'll never get to sleep."
   "Have it your way, Ani," she teased.  "Good night.  I love you."
   "Love you too," he murmured, kissing her hair.  She sighed happily,
glowing inside at the warm feelings in her heart, and the lust moistening
her pussy as she felt his long cock throbbing upon her buttocks.  They
slept well, and deeply, clinging to each other all night, and even in her
dreams, Jaina was blissfully aware of his boner.
   Jaina woke first the next morning, and as she stirred, became aware of a
lewd squishing noise between her legs; it was sticky there too.  Wrinkling
her brow in puzzlement, she threw back the blanket to see, and gasped as
she saw thick white jizz between her thighs.  She rubbed her thighs
together, realizing she enjoyed the sensation.  She sat up and turned
around to see her sleeping brother's delicious hard cock, accidentally
escaped from his briefs during the night and still oozing cum onto the
sheets now, rather than her panties.
   The outside of her panties were covered in his teenage seed, and she
chuckled lustily.  "Damn," she said.  "I think I'm gonna like this." She
needed to clean herself up, and change panties, but, she reflected, he
needed to be cleaned up too.  Grinning mischievously to herself, she
thought that she could clean him up and wake him up at the same time.
   Anakin soon stirred into wakefulness, feeling heat and wetness on his
cock.  Suddenly his eyes snapped open to see Jaina sucking on his cock,
engulfing his swollen knob in her hot wet mouth.  "Jaina?" he said,
dumbstruck, but the word came out as a moan of delight.
   She waggled her eyebrows, as if to say, Sit back and enjoy this, so he
did, fists clenching in the sheets as his hot sister gave him his first
ever blowjob.  She sucked and slurped noisily on him, clearly enjoying
herself.  With one hand she cupped his balls, and her other hand was down
her panties.  Anakin's breathing grew hoarser and huskier, until finally he
unloaded his spunk down her hot welcoming throat - his first time nutting
inside a girl!
   He lay there in a bit of a daze, clearly overcome with the ecstasy, and
Jaina grinned at him, taking her mouth off his cock and grinning at him. 
"Good morning, Ani..."
   **********
   DISCLAIMER: This is always implicit in my stories, but let me make it
explicit.  I in no way condone any sexual or illegal activities with minors
in real life.  In real life, young boys and girls are not equipped,
emotionally or mentally or physically, for sexual activity.  My stories,
even those taking place in a 'realistic' setting, are pure fantasy in that
the fictional children inhabiting my stories are completely capable of
mature sexual love and lust.
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