Shotgun Fun is the story of an 8 year old girl having sex for the first time with her older brother. The people in the story are fictitious; it never happened. This story is the product of my demented imagination--only. Frenchie 


m*, f*, incest, willingness 




Shotgun Fun

By

Frenchie


It was a typical southern afternoon in New Orleans; the humidity was high, the temperature was high, the sun was high, shining brightly and there were white, puffy clouds in the sky; it was a muggy afternoon, to be sure. All of the older folk, including my grandmother, always stopped her chores around noon and took a nap and told us kids that we had to take a nap, too. I guess it was to keep us from doing something bad while they slept and not necessarily for health purposes.

We lived in a “Shotgun” house; that’s a house in New Orleans where one room connects directly to the next and so on. At the far end was the kitchen, next a bedroom, next the hall and bathroom, next a bed room and finally the living room and front porch. 

Now, we didn’t live in this house; we lived in a house across the street, down a ways. You see, my grandmother “baby sat” us while our parents were away. My cute little 8 year old sister, Liana, with short black hair and brown eyes, slender waist and the most beautiful butt that you could imagine, and I, Lonny, I’m 11.

This is before “air conditioners”, when to cool off in the afternoon, you had to have a “hand-fan” and wave it in front of your face to get a bit of cooling; a lot of the ladies used to fan their upper bodies and their faces.

Anyway, this one day, I had left grandma in her bedroom and was walking toward the living room to take my nap on the couch, when walking through the second bedroom, I noticed my sister’s lovely little butt, nestled comfortably on the bed. What a beautiful sight!
I stood there for a moment, thinking, ‘What if I got in bed with her and lay next to her and felt her ass?’ I almost swooned at the thought.
     
It was there and then, that I decided not to go all the way to the living room (which was the next room) but, lay next to that little beauty that I teased and loved so much. So, I gently crawled up into the bed, on the other side and placed my right arm not far from her cute little butt. My heart raced as I settled onto the bed and thought of how it would feel to put my hand on that luscious ass. I got comfortable and waited a while before making my next move. I wasn’t given to taking chances, but this time it was different. A chance to caress that sweet little bum and feel what it would be like. 

After a little while, I raised my arm and put my hand across those two lovely cheeks and I moaned, as if I were sleeping. God, it felt so good and wonderful, nice and warm, despite the weather. I moved my hand up and down a little, causing friction between her petticoat and her silk panties. Oh what a feeling. My crank jumped at what I was doing and got noticeably, bigger, so I had to stop before I woke the little angel up.

I lay there for some time with my hand on her warm buttocks and she facing away from me. Then, she breathed in and out and turned over, almost facing me with a contended look on her face. My hand was still on her thigh, but that’s not where I wanted it. I didn’t move. I lay still, thinking how to get to that sweet little butt.

Then, to my surprise, she moved toward me and put her face right in front of mine and with that movement, my arm went around her waist and my hand had access to her lovely ass, again. My crank almost exploded! She smelled so sweet; her hair, her body odor was heavenly. 

I resumed rubbing her ass, up and down, feeling the friction between her petticoat and her panties, slipping so effortlessly; heavenly.

She let out a little breath as if to say she was comfortable and raised her arm to my shoulder. She was so close that I could have kissed her, and the thought did enter my mind, but I didn’t. I didn’t want to ruin a good thing.

Now, I am used to waiting, because when we go to bed at night and I want to “wank my willie”, I have to wait until mom and dad go to sleep and I have to wait, sometimes for a half an hour. But, this time, I didn’t know what I was waiting for or what was going to happen next, but I was enjoying what I was doing immensely. I’ve seen Liana in her underwear many times before and I was always turned on at the sight of that heavenly body moving around.

What was going to happen, happened? She moaned and I thought it was all over; my heart sank. Then she cooed and said, dreamily, “Rub between my petticoat and panties.”

You could have knocked me over with a feather if I was standing. She didn’t have to say it twice, I reached down and pulled her petticoat up and went right to her panties. I could tell that my “willie” was getting wet; because I was right on her butt; rubbing up and down and she started moaning. It felt so good that I started moaning with pleasure, too.

“Oh,” she cooed, “that feels so good.” I continued with more vigorous rubbing, up and down, sideways. I was so turned on!

And, then she rotated her little body to more face me, giving me access to her pussy, saying. “Rub me there?”

My hand went down to her little mound, which was soaking wet and I placed my finger right between the lips and began to rub. Oh my god, what a feeling she must have felt, because I was in heaven. The more I rubbed, the wetter it got; smooth, slippery, delicious. Oh my god!

“Oh, don’t stop.” She demanded. “It feels so good.”

She and I moved up so we could face each other more directly and she opened her eyes and looked into my face.

“I love you,” she said. And, we kissed; awkwardly, at first, but after a while, with a little practice, we were “French” kissing like pros.

When we heard grandma get up, we turned over and pretended to be sleeping. Grandma came in and woke us up and we had a good laugh and we got up, looking forward to tomorrow.

The next week was wonderful for the both of us; we learned so much about each other, what we liked and didn’t like and how to please each other, and we did, please each other, everyday. We were in love with each other, like no other brother and sister could be.

By the end of the week, we were preparing for the big plunge; we were going to “do it” for the first time. We were both nervous. She wasn’t going to wear panties, just her slip and skirt, so we could get right to business and if need be, we could quit real quick.

Monday came and we were ready. We waited for grandma to get comfortable in bed then Liana went to the bedroom and I went to pee. When I got to the bedroom, she was waiting there, smiling and I was as ready as could be. We kissed for a little while and felt each other up and then we got down to the business at hand. She was hot and wet and I was hot and ready; my boner hurt so bad, eager to get in to her wonderful pussy.

I pulled my pants down below my knees and we faced each other, at first. That didn’t work too well, because I couldn’t get it to the right angle, for it to go in. Finally, she got on her back and I got on top of her and slid my penis up and down in the trough of her pussy lips, but I still had my pants restricting my legs. That wasn’t going to work. We were both breathing hard and frustrated because it wasn’t working like we had planned. I finally got up and took my pants off and we slid under the covers, even though it was still very hot. She smelled so sweet and looked so good, I thought I would burst if I didn’t get it into her, soon.    

Using the same technique, rubbed my penis up and down over her honey pot, pushing against her as I went; it started going in, little by little. Oh the feeling was wonderful; slippery, smooth, exciting. We started kissing each other and the feeling grew around us; I was weak and excited and in love with a most beautiful creature.

We had both heard there was a moment of pain the first time, so I took it slow, so I wouldn’t hurt her, but I couldn’t get it to go in. Just about that time, we heard grandma cough and I pulled back in case she came into the room and my penis got soft real quick. We had to give up and try again later. We decided to try tonight, at home, after mom and dad were asleep.

Liana slept in the bedroom next to the kitchen, mom and dad slept in the second bedroom and I had a twin bed in the front room or the living room. We worked it out that after they were asleep, I would go get Liana and she would come to my room in case one of them woke up and went to the kitchen for some water or coffee. Heaven forbid if they saw she wasn’t in her bed, but we had to chance it.

We bathed and showered and visited a while and they finally said good night and we went to bed. It took them about a half hour to fall asleep and I went to summon Liana to my bed room. She had no panties on and I slept in my underwear, so we were all set the moment she arrived. 

It was a moonlit night, so we were bathed in moonlight and she looked ravishing with her fair complexion and dark, shinny hair. She climbed into bed and we hugged each other. Our bodies felt good lying next to each other. We kissed and fondled each other until her pussy was drenched and I had a boner that would take down a wall.

We got in position and she guided my muscle into her hot little pussy, rubbing up and down over her clit; my god I was about to cum right then. She stopped for a little while and then we tried again, this time not too much rubbing and more pressure against her body. 

Soon, my shaft broke through her hymen with an instant penetration of about two inches. She grunted. I on the other hand felt a release without restraints. God that felt good. My prick surged forward into her glorious, hot little honey pot. Oh; my, my. It was encased in a tightly wrapped tube, lubricated with a silky smooth oil that eliminated all friction. Nothing ever felt this wonderful.

We stopped to let the pain die down.

“Does it hurt very much?” I asked.

“Not really. It’s a dull pain that feels like it will go away, soon. She answered.

We lay there for a while and she finally started moving up and down causing my prick to go in out of her, ever so slowly. The feeling was fantastic.

“Oh, it feels so good.” She said, softly. “I don’t ever want to stop.”

“Me neither,” I confirmed. “God, it feels so good.”

I gazed into her moonlit eyes and saw the face of an angel who was giving me pleasure that I had never known before and I’m sure she felt the same way. 

‘Oh, if only this would last forever.’ I thought.

“I love you, Liana.” I volunteered. 

“And I love you too, big brother.” She said, smiling. 

I went slowly with my thrusts, gaining penetration with each movement and oh, the feeling was fantastic; I wanted to cum but I didn’t want it to stop and I knew if I came, it would probably be all over. I held her tight as my hands felt the warm softness of her perfect ass, my face was buried in her soft sweet hair, my face rubbed against her beautiful face and I thought, ‘Could this be real?’

Ever so slowly, in and out with a pleasure that was incomparable to any other in the world; it felt like my dick was straining against the tube it was moving in and out of and searching for the bottom to release its molting, hot sperm. Oh, god please let this last forever, was my prayer, as I pushed in and out of my beautiful little sister. I inhaled as my head went forward against her hair and I bent even further still, to give her a tender kiss. My dick jumped.

She kissed me back and moaned softly as we rode the tide, together. But, I had to stop, because my dick was about to explode with pent up pressure that had built, too long. I pushed against her pelvic bone and she responded.

“Why are you stopping? It’s feeling so good.” She asked. 

“I was about to cum and I don’t want to stop.” I said with a quivery voice.

“Are you going to cum inside of me?” She asked.

“I don’t know.” I said, “I hadn’t thought about it.”

“I don’t think I’m old enough to get pregnant. Am I?” She mused.

“I don’t think I have ever heard of an eight year old mother, so I think you’re safe.”

We chuckled, quietly.

I guess she thought that I could start up again, because she moved against me causing my penis to go deeper into her hot, steamy cunt and she grunted approval. I responded with a hard thrust and a long pull out, then back in, vigorously.

“Oh yeah,” she almost yelled and swallowed. “That’s it!”

I repeated the movement several times more but had to slow down because she was getting noisy and would wake mom and dad, and that’s something we didn’t need.

I found a rhythm that was steady, even and predictable and practiced it to the max; she was groaning and grunting with every thrust and my dick was getting larger it seemed as we progressed; we were going in unison, stroke for stroke and the pleasure grew to unbelievable heights. The end was near.

A wave of feeling swept over me. My prick expanded in the tight confines of Liana’s cunt; it felt as it would explode any second; the glans burned as if super heated. Oh, how they burned; I couldn’t stand it. She growled and took a deep breath and growled again. I couldn’t stand the sweet pain any longer.

I grabbed her by the ass and thrust my pelvis into hers with the first contraction of my penis, and then it shot out like a large fire hose with the intensity of a freight train doing 70 miles per hour. I held on for dear life; the feeling was super intense; I couldn’t stand it; I couldn’t move, I held my impaled prick motionless in her pussy which was now contracting in spasm after spasm; milking my pumping prick. Lord what an intense feeling. Her pussy was convulsing in unison with the pumping of my prick; milking, draining every drop of cum out it.

“Ohooo…” Liana growled. “Ieee…” She caught her breath and wailed again. I was afraid the folks were going to wake up, she was so loud.

We laid in each other’s arms, sweating, and spent, breathing heavily and weak as kittens in the afterglow of our first orgasm, together. My dick was still convulsing. 

“Are you happy, angel?” I asked, quietly.

“Oh, yes. It was wonderful.” She replied.    

We kissed for a long time, while my deflating penis died of sheer exhaustion and shriveled to the size of a fat pencil.

We caressed each other for the longest time, kissing and hugging, until finally I decided that we should go to bed before we got caught.

We kissed each other ‘good night’ and I slid into a wonderfully deep sleep.

The next morning at breakfast, while mom was getting our plates, dad looked at me and said, “It was that good, huh?”


Laissez les bon temps roulez  

Let the good times roll

Frenchie

-30-   


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