Summary: While playing on the swings, a boy meets two sisters.

(bgg, gg, exhib, incest, oral)



  It was a sunny Sunday afternoon. Trennis walked alongside a
tall, green fence until he reached an open gate. Beside the gate
was a yellow, rectangular sign that read 'Venna Park' in bold
white letters.

  Trennis was a 10-year-old of average height. He had small,
hazel eyes just below a pair of thin, black eyebrows. At the
center of his dark-skinned face was a broad, triangular nose with
a long tip. His head was round, topped by short hair. He was
wearing a red tank top, a pair of black gym shorts, and red,
black, and white sneakers.

  To the left of the park entrance, there was a tarmac basketball
court with four, tall hoops, each with white backboards and nets.
Six men dressed in summer attire were playing a fierce game of
basketball.

  Immediately deciding against playing with them, Trennis turned
and headed for the swing set. Along the way, he passed by a play
structure that was occupied by two girls.

  "Betcha can't do this!" challenged 10-year-old Cynthia, who was
hanging from a yellow monkey bar.

  Cynthia had brown eyes and a short nose. A mop of curly, brown
hair extended down her back. She was wearing a sky blue shirt
with a navy blue skirt. A pair of sky blue flip-flops were on her
feet.

  Swiftly, the girl moved from bar to bar until she could step
into the other end of the play structure. Then she turned to
watch her sister.

  8-year-old Sally was a slightly hefty girl with a baby face.
Her brown hair was held into a neat ponytail by a red ribbon.

  In competitive mode, Sally crawled up the gray rock mountain
stairs and into the fort. From there, she stood on the toes of
her white saltwater sandals and reached for the first bar, which
was several inches above and away.

  Just a few yards away from the girls, Trennis was moving at a
fast pace on a red swing, trying to see how high he could go. He
was staring straight ahead, at the traffic in the road. When he
heard a short, high-pitched squeal accompanied by a soft thud,
then a pair of giggles, he turned his head to see Sally, flat on
her back with her hair covering her face.

  The back of Sally's red shirt was bunched up, causing warm
sticks to poke her waist. She helped herself up, brushed sticks
off her pink skirt, and climbed the yellow ladder.

  Trennis stopped swinging to make sure he wouldn't miss another
fall.

  Standing in between the support beams of the monkey bars,
Cynthia jumped and stuck her hands out. She grabbed the bar when
it was within reach, then reached for and grabbed the next bar.
In an almost smooth trip, she made it across and ducked into the
fort, where Sally was leaning on a support beam.

  Impulsively, the younger girl looked at the swing set. Her brown
eyes just caught Trennis looking in her direction before he
quickly turned his head away and began to push himself back with
his feet.

  "Cynthia, I think that boy's watching us," she concluded.

  "What boy?"

  "Him." She pointed at Trennis, who was once again swinging back
and forth.

  Cynthia followed her finger and watched him for a while. Then
she asked, "Wanna have some fun with him?"

  Sally just turned her head and looked at her sister with a
wicked grin.

  Once again, Cynthia grabbed the nearest bar, then the next. The
movement of her legs caused her left sandal to fall off and land
on the ground, upside-down. While tightly grasping that bar, she
just hung there, raising her knees in midair. Slowly, her legs
drifted apart. Trennis couldn't see much, due to the sun picking
very a bad time to hide behind the clouds and casting the area in
a dark shade.

  When the sunlight returned, Sally popped out of the red tubular
slide that was closest to the monkey bars, crash-landing on her
butt. Her skirt rode up to her thighs, giving Trennis a good
glimpse of white panties in between thick thighs. She didn't
bother to get up, choosing instead to watch her sister. Her knees
were in the air and her feet were spread inches apart. Slowly,
she lowered the back of her head until she was laying on her
back, her knees still up.

  Meanwhile, Cynthia carefully placed her heels on the sides of
the monkey bars. In doing so, she caused her short skirt to ride
up higher and higher. Bit by bit, the hem of her skirt rose as
she brought her legs closer to her torso. Hanging on by her hands
and heels, she lifted her head, looking at the world upside-down
with her curls draping over the top of her head. The skirt was
now completely raised, its hem reaching her potbelly.

  Trennis looked on in awe. He could actually see the hanging
girl's butt, clothed by her red panties, from where he was
sitting! Also, Sally, who was still lying on the sticks with her
knees up, was giving him a clear view of her white panties.

  Seeing her sister's bottom and her sandal on the ground gave
Sally an idea. Pushing herself up with her hands, she stood and
picked up the ridged-soled footwear.

  Upside-down Cynthia was unable to see Sally because she was
facing the opposite direction.

  Sneaking closer and closer with her eyes locked on her sister's
wiggling rear, Sally raised the arm that was holding the sandal.
Quickly, she brought it down, slapping Cynthia on the left cheek.

  "Yeow!" squealed Cynthia as she dropped her legs, but
maintained her grip with her hands.

  With her legs swinging back and forth, Cynthia glared at the
younger girl, who was holding her belly from giggling so hard. She
then let go of the bar, obviously forgetting that she was missing
a shoe. The girl cried out and hopped on her protected foot after
the bare one stepped on a bunch of pointy sticks.

  This, of course, only sent Sally into an even bigger fit of
giggles.

  Standing on one foot, Cynthia glared at her sister again,
prompting her to scream and run away, dropping the sandal. She
put it back on and ran after the younger child.

  Trennis was having trouble not laughing at that situation
himself. He smiled in amusement as a mock angry Cynthia chased a
giggling Sally around the play structure twice.

  Squealing in excitement, Sally ran toward the swing set with
Cynthia in hot pursuit. She ran past Trennis and grabbed the
green support beam that was the furthest.

  Cynthia stood between the two poles that were on the opposite
side.

  Both girls feigned from side to side, grinning and ready to run
at any given moment. Cynthia faked left, then ran to the right of
the pole she was standing next to, stopping at the spot where
Sally was. Cynthia was too fast for her, and moved to where her
sister was standing before.

  Tilting her head to the left, Sally stuck her tongue out. Her
expression then went from mischievous to seductive as she opened
her mouth and slowly slid the tip of her tongue along her upper
lip. Even the grayish underside of her tongue was exposed. She
was looking at Cynthia, but they both knew it was meant for
Trennis to see.

  And Trennis did see. Replaying that image in his head, he
blinked dumbly for a moment and turned to Cynthia.

  The girl pretended to ignore his open mouth and wandering eyes,
mimicked her sister's movement. Her tongue slid over her upper
lip and retracted, before she smacked her lips together and
returned the girl's sly grin.

  Apparently getting a second wind, Sally feigned to her right
and ran left, before Sally shifted to that side and ran toward
her.

  Followed by a pair of simultaneous grunts, the girls collided,
Cynthia bumping her forehead on the bridge of her taller sister's
nose and fell into the grass.

  Trennis turned his red seat to look at the girls, who were just
inches away from him.

  Cynthia was on top, but Sally soon wrapped her arms around her
waist and rolled them over; their legs were pointing toward
Trennis. Not one to forget about payback, Cynthia reached around
and pulled up Sally's skirt, purposely showing Trennis her white
panties, and slapped the left cheek as hard as she could.

  "Eeeeeee!" Sally screamed and turned her head, opening her
mouth wide and looking up at Trennis in mock horror.

  With her hands on either side of Cynthia torso, Sally pushed
herself up arching her back, with the hem of her skirt still
pulled up to her lower back. Before Sally could get away, Cynthia
grabbed the sleeves of her shirt, keeping her in that position.
Her butt just barely touched the head of Trennis's dick as she
tried to escape. Trennis felt the air leave his lungs as she
brushed by him that way.

  Still held down by her sister, Sally attempted to sidestep, but
tripped over Cynthia's left leg and fell on her side, landing on
her own left elbow. The grass served to cool the girl's bare skin
somewhat as she and Cynthia stopped wrestling and their laughter
slowed to a stop.

  Cynthia let go of Sally's sleeves and the two of them just laid
there, facing each other and panting. Their faces were covered in
sweat.

  After a moment, Sally raised her head to look at Trennis, who
was still sitting on the swing and watching them. That one glance
caused her to break into a flirty smile.

  "Hi," she chirped.

  "Hi," Trennis smiled back.

  Sally rose and sat on the swing that was next to him.

  "My name's Sally."

  Cynthia moved to the swing next to Sally and sat down.

  "I'm Cynthia."

  "I'm Trennis."

  The trio silently rocked back and forth for several minutes.
What started out slow soon turned into an unmentioned,
who-can-go-the-highest contest. Then when Cynthia decided to slow
back down, the others followed suit. Ever so often, Trennis would
peek at the girls' lower bodies, following their bare feet up to
the hidden contents of their skirts, hoping to get another look.
No luck, as they kept their legs tightly closed.

  Sally suddenly looked at Trennis, then down to where he was
looking. With a gasp, she looked at him in mock horror with her
mouth agape.

  Trennis raised his head, then swiftly turned.

  "It's okay," she assured, reaching out and touching his right
shoulder. "You can look."

  Trennis looked at her grinning face again. His gaze soon went
down to her legs. Though she gave him her permission to look,
Sally kept her legs crossed, teasing him.

  Cynthia moved backwards and stood, her butt still on the seat,
so Trennis could see her better. After looking around for any
unwanted viewers, she grabbed the center of her hem and pulled it
up to her waist.

  "You like my panties?"

  Reluctantly, Trennis pulled his attention from Sally's legs and
looked at Cynthia's white underwear. He blinked and let out a
silent gasp when he saw it.

  "Hee-hee-hee," giggled Sally. "I think he does like them,
Cynthia." She pointed at his crotch. The aforementioned girl
smirked and sat on the swing. "You know..." the mischief began to
show on Sally's tilted face as she smiled, "we could fix that for
you."
      ___________________________________________

  Trennis's bedroom had four navy blue walls; a closed window was
in the west wall. Sky blue, marble tiles made up the floor. A bed
with Buzz Lightyear sheets and pillows was against the north
wall, facing the door. Beside the door was a black TV.

  "Let's sit down," Sally suggested.

  The trio sat on the edge of the side of the bed, Trennis in
between Cynthia and Sally respectively.

  Slowly, Sally reached out and touched the bulge in Trennis's
shorts, causing him to moan softly. With her right fingertips,
she rubbed it back and forth.

  Cynthia slid her hand along Trennis's right arm, before taking
his hand and placing it up her shirt. She felt up the bare skin
of her flat belly with his hand until he took a hint and did it
himself.

  Trennis reached around and fondled her sides, feeling her warm,
smooth rib cage in his hand. His hand went lower until its side
began to brush against the waistband of her skirt. Pausing, he
looked at her face for a signal.

  With a smile, Cynthia nodded, allowing him to go further.

  Trennis dug his fingertips into her waistband, feeling on her
right hip. She purred as he shifted to her backside, reaching
deeper inside until his palm was resting on her right butt cheek.
He gave it a soft squeeze before rubbing circles with his middle
and ring fingers.

  Taking his hand from inside her skirt, Cynthia stood up. She
then held her right sleeve and pulled her right arm out, before
doing the same to the opposite sleeve and dropping her blue shirt
on the floor. Next, she stuck her thumbs into the elastic
waistband of her skirt and pulled it down. Rising, she spread her
legs a bit and smiled.

  Trennis just stared at the first nude female he had ever seen
up close.

  "Stand up," Sally commanded.

  Looking at Cynthia with his mouth open, Trennis stood.

  Sally arose with him and gripped the back hem of his shirt.
Cynthia held the front hem and both girls pulled off the shirt.
Sally moved to his front and knelt down. Her hands went to the
side waistbands of his shorts and slowly pulled them down to his
sneakers.

  "You have a nice dick, Trennis," complimented Sally.

  Trennis's cock was about 3 inches long. His acorn-sized sack
held his balls close.

  "Thanks." Trennis said, looking at her. He stepped out of the
shorts and white briefs.

  Now it was Sally's turn to strip. She gripped the hem of her
skirt and pulled it down to her ankles. Kicking it aside, she
pulled her arms out of her sleeves and lifted her shirt off.
Lastly, she pulled her red panties off. Lifting her hands, she
did a twirl.

  Naked Trennis gawked between the two equally nude girls now
standing in his bedroom. His open mouth quivered into a closed
smile.

  Sally grinned back for a brief moment before she slowly knelt
to her knees. Not knowing what she was doing, he followed her
lead.

  "No, stand up," Sally said. "I'll stay down here."

  Gently, she held the underside of his cock in her left hand and
leaned forward with her mouth open.

  Upon feeling half of his dick enveloped in moist warmth,
Trennis sucked in a lot of air and twitched, prompting Cynthia to
fall into his bed laughing out loud and Sally to snicker, getting
spit drops on his pelvis.

  "Chill, Trennis," Cynthia smirked. "She's just gonna suck your
dick. It'll feel good." Sally put his cock back into her mouth.
Her lips slowly moved back and forth along it as her head slowly
leaned forward and backward. Trennis's breathing was ragged as he
felt this new sensation. Otherwise, he was completely still. "Pet
her," suggested the girl who was standing beside him.

  Trennis's right hand reached out and caressed the top of
Sally's head. It then slid down and its fingers began to gently
run his fingers through her curly hair.

  Sally opened her mouth and pulled her head away. Standing up,
she moved to the center of the bed and laid her head on a pillow,
before reaching out to him with both hands. Trennis crawled
between her spread legs and got on his knees. Her fingers traced
along his stomach and down to his cock, which she held for a
moment. Putting both fists on either side of her waist, he leaned
over her and rubbed his cock up her slit.

  "Push it in," Sally commanded in a soft voice. Holding himself
up with his left hand, Trennis reached below him and pressed his
dick against the hole. The lubrication formed from her saliva and
pussy juice allowed it to slip in. "Okay, now move it in and
out."

  Trennis backed his hips up, removing half of his cock from her
cunt. Then he gently moved back down until his stomach touched
hers. Lips curved into an 'O', he sighed as he felt her warm,
narrow walls encase his entire organ. The boy's hips arose and
fell again. His eyes rolled down to Sally's, finding that she was
smiling at him.

  "Could you do that harder?" Cautiously, Trennis pressed his
dick as deep into the girl as he could go. She sighed and wrapped
her hands around him. "Thanks."

  Sitting on the edge of the bed with her back twisted, Cynthia
had her right hand between her legs. She watched her sister and
their new friend shift into each other.

  Trennis was doing pretty good for his first time.

  Two of Cynthia's fingers were holding her clit, dragging it
into circles. Judging by her moans, she must have been having
just as much fun as them. Still, she wanted in.

  "Now do that to me," Cynthia said.

  Trennis stopped moving and nodded. Reluctantly, he got on his
knees and pulled out, making Sally sigh in disappointment.

  Cynthia turned around and got on her hands and knees. Trennis
walked on his knees, behind Cynthia. He then put his right hand
on her hip and held his cock with the other hand.

  Suddenly, a car honked its horn.

  Trennis lifted his head in surprise and looked around the room
with his mouth open.

  "My parents!" he clamored. "My parents are home!" He scrambled
out of bed and put his shirt on.

  Cynthia and Sally quickly rolled out of bed and frantically
searched for, then put their clothes on; in all the excitement,
they often grabbed the same items and nearly bumped into each
other.

  "Go out the window," Trennis whispered, wildly motioning toward
it with both hands.

  Cynthia stuck her left leg out of the window, ducked the top,
then pulled her right leg out. Sally did the same. The alley was
too narrow for them to run side by side, so Sally followed her
sister. The older girl hugged the wall and stuck her head out of
the alley.

  The dark gray Chevrolet Caprice was abandoned.

  Hanging his head out the window, Trennis watched his new
friends turn the corner and leave his view. They didn't appear to
have been spotted by his parents. He breathed a sigh of relief.

  At least, until his mother walked in on him while his underwear
was still off.
      ___________________________________________

  "You <i>do</i> like him! I knew it!" Sally screeched with joy
at her sister.

  Giggling, Cynthia smacked the girl in the side with a green
pillow.

  The girls' bedroom had twin beds that were side by side and had
dark green sheets. A white dresser with a red ceramic lamp was
between them. The wooden floor was bare and the walls were jade.
There was a white double dresser near the jade door.

  When the sisters got their giggles under control, Cynthia laid
back and stared at the ceiling.

  "At least you got to have sex with Trennis. He is so cute. It
was hot just watching y'all."

  "Yeah. Trennis's dick felt way better than our fingers."

  "I wonder what it would be like to do a boy. Have sex with a
real dick."

  "We could pretend," Sally suggested.

  Cynthia sat up. "Pretend how?"

  "I could pretend to be a boy and my fingers could be the dick.
I'll stick it in your pussy and act like we're having sex."

  Still hot from watching her sister have sex with a boy, Cynthia
decided to try it. She scooted back, laid her head onto a pillow,
and spread her legs.

  Sally shifted so she was laying on her side, holding herself up
with her elbow. She gave two fingers a suck before rubbing them
along her sister's pussy. Her eyes were on her sister as half of
her digits were inserted.

  "Ooooh... that's nice," Cynthia whispered.

  Sally grinned and pulled out, only to push in deeper. When she
withdrew again, she looked down to see her fingers becoming
moist. Then she crammed her two fingers in up to the knuckles,
inciting a long groan from her sister. She repeated with shorter
strokes.

  "Feels good, huh, Cyn?" Sally was now panting, herself.
Listening to her sister moan was getting to her as she fingered
the older girl more vigorously. "Hmm? Feels good having a nice,
big dick sliding in and out of your coochie, doesn't it?"

  "Mmmmph-hmmm..." Cynthia squeaked with a nod.

  "Are you thinking about Trennis doing it with you? Can you
imagine him humping you really, really hard?"

  "Yessss. It's soo good."

  Cynthia closed her eyes and imagined that Trennis was there
with her. Him laying on top with his dick going in and out of her
wet pussy. She felt Sally lean down and kiss her lips. Then the
girl's tongue entering her mouth and seeking out hers. In her
mind, the boy they just met was doing it.

  The younger girl stopped kissing her and continued her dirty
talk.

  "Yeah. It felt so good when Trennis was humping my little
coochie. He went real deep in me. I bet you want him to do that
to you. You want it soo bad."

  Cynthia's breath soon began to come in heavy pants. Her hands
disappeared beneath the pillow and she turned her head to the
left.

  Sally seized this opportunity to kiss and nibble on her big
sister's neck. She fingered the girl's cunt even harder.

  With a gasp, Cynthia wildly bucked her hips to meet the other
girl's fingers. Her knees bent and her butt rose from the bed to
dance in circles. The muscles of her cunt clamped down on her
sister's fingers as her orgasm came and came. When it was all
over, her body collapsed onto the bed. She rolled onto her side
and twitched with the fingers still inside.

  Sally withdrew her fingers and rubbed a long streak of moisture
from Cynthia's belly to her flat chest. She then put them in her
own mouth and watched the older girl sit up.

  "That was so cool," Cynthia stated. "I can't wait to try that
to Trennis."

