Suzi Fucks Her Brothers

By Katie McN  <katie_mcn@earthlink.net> (c) Copyright 2002, Katie McN


It all started with my tits.

Up until age 12, I looked like a boy with long hair. Suddenly, my fairy 
god mother touched me with her magic wand and I started to get curves 
in all the right places. My boobs looked real nice and I loved looking 
at them in the mirror while I played with my nipples and squeezed my 
tits. I already figured out how to masturbate by then and this new game 
got me hot fast as can be.

It wasn't just my boobs. My hips were rounding out nicely and my ass 
was filling up my jeans real good. Some of my friends got embarrassed 
when their bodies started to change, but not me. I loved every minute 
of it. Going from, "How can we get rid of her?", to "Who is this babe?" 
was just what this girl wanted to hear.

A lot of boys started to look at me which was nice, but I could hardly 
believe it when my two older brothers started to check me out, too. 
That was so weird.


"Suzi, I think you should wear a bra with that T-shirt."

"Oh, Mom, I hate wearing bras. They hurt and everything. It's just 
around the house."

Besides, how could I show off my new talents if I had to put on a bra? 

I decided that Billy and Bobby were my test bed and I'd be trying out 
all my girls tricks on them first. I guess 14 and 15 year old boys 
don't get much action so I could always tell what worked. Pretty much 
everything worked, of course, and it almost got boring seeing how fast 
I could get a bulge started in their pants.

At first I decided to run everywhere. My tits got to bouncing around 
and stuff, but I felt stupid always being out of breath. Plus, it 
really wasn't very lady like. Well, I soon figured out how to stomp 
down on my heel as I walked along. Not enough to be noticed, but just 
the right amount to get my boobies to bounce up and down. A real 
attention getter.  

Mom was always trying to put off buying me new clothes. That was true 
right up until I started wearing last year's blouses that were so tight 
they unbuttoned as I walked down stairs, or skirts that looked like 
they were sprayed on my ass with a paint gun. I still wore stuff like 
that whenever Mom and Dad weren't around to remind my brothers I wasn't 
a little girl anymore. The boys started walking around like they were 
the Hunchback of Notre Dame replacements. I just loved it and never let 
on I knew they were both hard as rocks all the time.

Watching television was the most fun. I'd lay on the couch in my 
nightie and every now and then raise my legs up enough so the boys 
could see I wasn't wearing any panties. They had a choice to make. They 
could try to ignore me, or sneak a peak and get caught with boners when 
my parents walked in the room. It was fun watching them scramble when 
that happened.


My brothers tried everything they could think of to see what I looked 
like naked. I pretended not to notice and they came up with all kinds 
of tricks.

"Sorry, Suzi, I didn't know you were taking a bath. Uh, I'm uh, late 
for a date and stuff. Would it be okay if I shaved now."

"Excuse me, Sis, I heard a noise and didn't realize you were in here 
changing your clothes. Uh, when did you start wearing underwear like 
that?"

"Let me open the door while you climb in the truck. Uh, I'm tryin' to 
learn manners like mom says. Er, I sure think your mini-dress is cute."

Once I learned a new trick, I couldn't wait to try it out at school. 
Middle school boys were just as easy as my brothers to get going.  One 
big break through came when I learned how to pick things up without 
bending my knees. This was a very useful skill for a girl with a lower 
level school locker. I'd see a bunch of boys making all the usual boy 
noises as they walked down the hall and then I'd bend over to get a 
book or something out of my locker just as they passed by. Silence as 
they walked by and soon as they got to where they didn't think I could 
hear them, it would be nothing but...

"Did you see Suzi's ass."

"Holy shit, would I love to fuck her."

"And, did you notice how her tits were hanging. She's got to have the 
biggest boobs of any girl in school."


It was fun doing all stuff like that to the boys, but it was also 
taking a toll on me. The more I teased, the hotter I got. It seemed 
like I was spending half my life with my finger on my clit, and I was 
really starting to get frustrated. I knew I'd have to do something 
about it, and where better to start than with my brothers?


"I can't wait to tell Dad what you just did." I scarred the crap out of 
them. They didn't hear me sneak into Bobby's room and I was able to 
watch as they sent the story off to some newsgroup. 

"Tell Dad what? You don't know shit, Suzi." Billy was smirking at me 
after her turned off the computer monitor.

"Oh, yeah. Well, you two are the Slut Brothers. You write porn for the 
web and have your own website. I even know the password is 'jism', so 
there."

"How did you find all that out?" Billy wasn't laughing at me anymore. I 
got his attention and he could see Dad coming down on him real hard.

"What difference does it make." I said as I started to smile at their 
predicament. "You shouldn't leave your computers turned on if you don't 
want little sister to know your business."

I picked up the hard copy of the story they just posted and started to 
read it.

"Give me that story, Suzi." Bobby was starting to panic and this was 
what I was waiting for.

"I have another copy so it doesn't matter if you take this one from me 
or not. You guys think you're so smart trying to look down my blouse 
and up my skirt all the time. I've seen you with boners pushing out 
your pants."

They sure were surprised to find I knew everything they were doing. 
They went from big brothers to whipped puppies in two shakes of a lambs 
tail. I felt like I was the queen of power instead of little sister.

"You can't tell, Dad you know all this stuff. He'll kill us." It was 
beginning to sink in and Bobby understood his problem. 

I decided it was time to spring my little trap. "Well, maybe if you 
boys cooperate, I won't say anything."

They bought into me wanting to see what they looked like without their 
clothes on. They had some problems with me wanting to read them their 
story out loud while they stroked their cocks. I think I just had to 
say the word 'Dad' once more before they decided to strip down and go 
for it.

The story was hot and I had no problem getting into it. I wasn't very 
experienced talking sex to guys, but it didn't seem to matter to them 
very much. After two minutes Billy shot his stuff half way across the 
room. Soon as Bobby saw that, he joined in and the two of them were 
spurting all over the place.

"You guys ruined everything by coming so fast. I'm giving you one more 
chance and if you come again, that's it. I'm telling Dad."

I started reading and they started stroking. 

It didn't seem like a lot of time passed before my brothers were both 
ready to go again. I was getting hot looking at them even though I 
pretended to be into the story. They both had the kind of bodies I 
liked to look at. I'd seen picture of big dicks in magazines of course, 
but this was the first time I got to look at one up close and personal.

Half way through the story I was wishing I'd made the stakes something 
different. Here the boys were getting off for the second time and I was 
only watching.

Getting off was right. They both came again in less than five minutes. 
Not as much stuff shot out, but they didn't seem to care.

"That's it. You guys have no control and I'm giving up. The deal is off 
and I'm going to tell Daddy about your story, and you making me watch 
while you jacked off."

"You bitch." Bobby looked so cute when he was mad. "We did what you 
said and you'll be sorry if you try to tell Dad anything."

"Ha, there's nothing you can do about it."

"Oh yeah?"

Next thing I knew, Billy threw me on the bed and was unbuttoning my 
white blouse while Bobby pushed my pleated skirt up around my waist. I 
felt Billy pulling my blouse off as Bobby slid my panties down my legs. 
I wasn't wearing a bra, so I was left with nothing, but saddle shoes, 
white socks and my tiny skirt wrapped around my waist like a 
cloth belt.
  
I'd heard that boys could only 'do it' so much before they couldn't get 
it up again. I guess no one told that to Billy and Bobby because they 
both were ready to go again in no time flat. I pretended that I was 
outraged and started telling them to stop and whatever else came to 
mind. I didn't say it to loud because I was afraid someone would hear 
me.

"Now it's my turn to have some fun." Bobby spread my legs and pulled 
them into the air. He lowered himself on top of me and used a hand to 
guide his cock to my virgin pussy. I was so wet and turned on that I 
hardly felt my cherry when it popped.

I got right into it as Bobby started thrusting his body against mine. I 
felt my lower half press back at him and I seemed to lose control. Just 
passion at the wheel and lust in the tank.

"Hey, Bobby, save some of that for me." 

I opened my eyes and saw Billy's dick right next to my face. He held my 
head with two hands and pushed his dick into my mouth. As soon as he 
started to fuck my face, I knew what to do. I started sucking on his 
cock as he fucked my face in time to what Bobby was doing to my pussy. 
I went from a virgin to a slut in five minutes. 

A lot more happened that afternoon. Fucking, blow jobs, hand jobs, 
taking it up the ass, all of that. The boys had a lot saved up and I 
wanted every bit of it. After my fist orgasm, I couldn't stop coming. 
It turned my brothers on to see me lose control and they got into it 
more, more , more.

I felt a mouth on my breast. A hand in my pussy. A finger in my 
asshole. Kissing my brothers never felt like this before. There was not 
a part of my body unloved. I got to learn plenty about boys and how 
they worked, how they felt, and how they tasted.

I can't remember much after that except for hearing my Dad's car pull 
into the garage and me rushing back to my room with my clothes in my 
hand. I looked a mess when I saw myself in the mirror, but I didn't 
feel that way. This was all new and different and something I wanted to 
do again and again.

I didn't know what my brothers thought about the whole thing, but I 
figured Bobby might get some ideas when he noticed my panties tucked 
under his pillow.


The End 


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