A tale from krisnjamie.  This is a work of fiction, enjoy it or not but
don't get heated.  It involves themes of a sexual nature.  Some of those
themes may sit uncomfortably with you.  If in doubt don't read it.

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Puss In Boots.

"So" Abby asked her step brother "can you get us into the party or not?"

"It's not that simple Abbs" replied Callum "It's not just a party, it's more of a club and it's always been boys only. There are rules and stuff."

"What rules?" snapped Abby

"Well one of them is that I can't tell outsiders the rules!" Callum snapped back. "'cides, you'd have to wear fancy dress and we'd have to find a plausible story for the `rents even if I could persuade the guys to let you come along."

Callums twin brother Jake nodded quietly whilst Abbys little sister Kate muttered under her breath.

He girls exchanged glances before Abby spoke again.

"What kind of fancy dress?"

"Kind of like cartoon characters" said Callum.

"look Call, we'll handle mum - your dad will never question it if mum agrees and we're quite happy to wear fancy dress if we have too."

Callum and Jake exchanged their own glances. The twins wished that the regular boys party weekends have never spilled out, but spilled out they had and their step sisters, knowing who was likely to be there, were anxious for an invite.

"I'll talk to the guys" sighed Callum.

Callum and Jake were 13. Their mother had died in a car crash many years ago and their father had finally re-married about 18 months ago. With the new found step mother came her two daughters from her previous marriage, Abigail 13 and Kate who had just turned 12. The twins had to acknowledge that their sisters were lookers. Abby was blonde with piercing blue eyes and pale flesh over a tall slender frame. Kate was a little shorter but wit the same piercing blue eyes and a reddish tinge to her hair.

For their part the girls were quite content with their new family. The boys were absolutely gorgeous in their eyes. Slightly darker skin, from their mothers Spanish origins, jet black hair and muscles appearing in all the right places. They had spent some time chatting and finally agreed that they needed to find other boys. Even though Call and Jake were only step brothers it still seemed a bit weird to be fantasising about them. Trouble was the girls still went to an all girls school many miles away and they had found little opportunity to interact with the local lads. Jake letting slip that the regular sleepovers were in fact adult free parties was an opportunity too good to miss and ever since that fateful day the girls had been chipping away, slowly making the gap in the cover story wider and wheedling out more information.

It was a couple of days before Callum reported that the girls would be welcome, providing that they wore the costumes set for them and agreed to join in with the usual rules once inside.

"No" insisted Callum "you have to agree to the rules before you know what they are. If you're not happy with that then it ends here."

The sisters exchanged another look before Kate agreed for them both.

"And" Callum went on "You have to expect to be hit on a bit - it is an all boys thing you know."

The girls giggled together.

"We'll cope Call" quipped Abby.

"So what's the cozzy?" queried Kate.

Callum blushed a little. "Jake has a picture" he hissed.

Jake proffered the picture to his step sisters.

Kate's eyes widened and Abby allowed her jaw to drop.

"Cartoon characters?" Abby snarled as she looked at the Japanese comic book. "These girls are wearing skirts so short they might as well be belts. And anyways, we don't have any socks or stockings that come that far up our legs!"

The picture was from one of the many hentai magazines available if you knew where to look. The pair of school girls pictured wore fairly normal white blouses but tied under their breasts to expose a swathe of flesh, very short plaid skirts which would have readily exposed their panties had the cartoonist bothered to show them and long stockings stopping an inch or two below the skirt to leave an absurdly sensuous gash of flesh exposed. Shoes were not visible in the picture.

"Up to you" replied Callum "You could wear boots instead of the stockings and you could just cut down a couple of old skirts to make them short enough. You must have a couple of white shirts."

"We'd look like a couple of complete tarts" squealed Kate

"I'll tell the guys that you won't be coming then" whispered Jake.

"No wait" Abby responded quickly "we've already got mum to agree to us going to a pyjama party - maybe we could do this" she finished looking at her sister.

Kate looked at her with wide eyes and turned and left the room. Abby followed after.

"Whatdya think?" Jake asked his brother

Callum shrugged "Dunno, but it's probably best if they don't come along. We can't protect them all night."

Jake nodded quietly.

Thursday evening, after the family had finished their evening meal, Abby rapped on the door of the boys bedroom.

Jake checked that his brother was decent before yelling  a "come in"

"Hi guys" Abby started. The boys waited for her to go on.

"Me and Kate have er... we've decided to give it a go." She stammered

"What!" exploded Callum 

"Yeah, give u ten minutes and then come to ours. We'll show you the costumes we've put together." She said as she slipped back out of the door.

The brothers stared at each other in disbelief.

Callum gently knocked on Abby's bedroom door.

"Come in" came the response.

The boys opened the door just far enough to slip in before closing it behind them.

"Holy shit!" exclaimed Jake as he took in the sight before him.

The girls giggled.

Callum allowed his eyes the luxury of a slow slide up from the black knee high boots, across seemingly acres of bare leg to the hem of an incredibly short plaid skirt. He swallowed and refocused before resuming his visual journey to the waistband of the skirt, more firm bare flesh and then the knotted white shirt. His eyes skipped upwards to the face of Abby, he smiled and started the same journey on Kate's body.

"You like?" smiled Kate

"Awesome" breathed Jake in response "but I don't think this is such a great idea."

"Why ever not" squealed Abby "you guys seem to like what you see" she said pointedly staring at the growing bulge in Callum's jeans.

"Yeah" swallowed Callum "it's just, well, the other guys will like what they see too."

"Duh!" responded Kate

"Look Kate" snapped Jake "We might not be able to protect you all the time."

"Is that it? Is that the reason?" queried Abby "After all, I'd hate my step brother to think that I needed constant protection. Jeez!"

"Abby!" Callum appealed "you go in wearing that and you have to expect a certain, um, a bit of, er well touching!"

"that we can control." Snapped Kate "We're not children you know."

"No" smiled Jake as he allowed his eyes to drift to her hemline once more "you're certainly not children."

Kate giggled "So my over protective bro, can we go?"

The boys took their own turn at exchanging glances.

"I guess" Callum finally conceded "but how you gonna get out of the house looking like that?"

"Duffle coats" said the girls in unison.

The boys just smiled back.

Friday evening came and the boys were called into the lounge by their father.

"Hey lads" he started "I know that you're going round to Adam's this evening" he waited for the boys to nod their agreement. "Well, your sisters are going to their own overnighter - a pyjama party they call it! And I was wondering if you'd walk them round for me. Your mother and I have to be out by 7.00 and it will make things a bit tight if I have to drop the girls off too."

"Sure dad" answered Callum "Where they going?"

"Oh, thanks, yeah, apparently it's a street not too far from where Adam lives anyways."

"No worries Dad" chimed Jake "We could pick them up and walk them home in the morning too if you like."

"Thanks guys. New I could count on you.

The foursome left the house around 6.30. The duffle coats had caused no fuss or commotion and they walked briskly down the road.

"So" asked Abby "What do you guys wear?"

The boys looked at her blankly.

"I know we're not `sposed to know the details until we get there but what costume do you guys have to wear?"

"We don't really" answered Callum "The fancy dress was a test to see how serious you were. We just wear jeans."

"A test" queried Kate testily.

"that's about it" added Jake "If you get to join in again you won't have to get dressed up."

"So what do you guys actually do all night?" Abby went on.

"Not much, we chat, we fight, have a laugh, watch a bit of tv."

"You fight?" queried Kate

"A bit of wrestling is all." Smiled Jake.

The conversation drifted into amiable silence as the walk continued.

Hey arrived at Adam's place after about 20 minutes. Adam himself answered the door with a beaming smile.

Abby managed to smile back despite the fact that her eyes were racing over the boys torso and her mind was re-running the earlier conversation. Adam wore blue jeans. Nothing else, no shoes or socks and no shirt.

"Just jeans?" she whispered into Jake's ear as they were ushered in.

Jake nodded.

"Nothing else at all?" she went on.

"Just jeans" smiled Jake as he discarded his coat and shirt in almost the same fluid motion. His shoes and socks followed suit and Abby noticed Callum had also stripped down to jeans in the hallway.

Abby and Kate slipped out of their duffle coats and stood rather self consciously as Adam barely concealed his joy.

"Come in one and all" said Adam "Everybody else is here already."

The group trooped into the lounge. Three other boys were aleady there, also wearing jeans.

"Fit!" hissed Kate into her sisters ear. 

Abby smiled.

The boys were introduced, although the girls had seen them with their step brothers periodically. 

The girls shuffled their feet a little as the boys merely stared.

"C'mon guys, give them some time" urged Callum.

"yeah right" said Adam snapping out of his reverie. "Did the boys tell you that there were other rules?"

"Yeah but not what they were or anything" Abby replied quickly.

"Well" started Adam swallowing quickly "the only one that really matters and the one you need to think about most is that no shirts are allowed." He finished in a rush.

Abby flashed her eyes wide at Callum whilst Kate just gasped.

"You don't have to make up your mind right now" said Adam smoothly. "Have a drink or two and decide if you want to stay or not. Tell you what, let's say 30 minutes."

"30 minutes" repeated Abby.

"Yeah" said Adam "30 minutes to decide if you wanna stay or go home."

"And if we want to stay we have to strip?" snarled Kate

"Not strip Kate" Adam corrected "Just get down to skins like the rest of us. Anyways, have a drink and think about it."

Glasses were slipped into their hands.

"What's this" queried Abby as she took a gentle sip.

"Orange and lemonade with a little vodka" replied Barry showing the vodka bottle in his hand.

"You guys drink?" questioned Kate "Where do you get the booze?"

Adam laughed "These evenings are only possible because my parents travel a lot and think that my older brother is a good responsible person. Fact is he's rarely here and he buys the booze and stuff to keep me happy and quiet."

For the next half hour the girls sat close together talking to the boys that were close and watching the interaction between them. Occasionally they would refer to the time and the decision that they needed to make. Callum and Jake joined in from time to time.

"If you wanna go home girls we'll take you" offered Jake.

Whilst Callum chimed in with "you don't have to do this girls"

As the minutes ticked by Abby and Kat retired into a corner together.
"We should go home" suggested Abby

"We knew what the boys would want" countered Kate

"Yeah but stripping off like that."

"Look" said Kate more forcibly " did you count the boys on the beach last summer?"

"What, no why?"

"Well" smiled Kate "you were quick enough to go topless then and Callum and Jake were there too."

"Kind different sis" answered Kate "Do you mean you're up for this?"

"I think so" responded Kate "but you're the oldest - I'll follow your lead."

That was all they had time for as Adam clapped his hands and all eyes turned to the girls.

"Well ladies" started Adam "Do you wish to join us or not?"

Abby scanned the faces around the room. Hungry, hopeful and expectant. She didn't move.

"I'll get your coats" offered Jake

"No. No it's alright" whispered Abby as she untied the knot in her shirt.

Kate stood and followed suit and the boys watched intently as the shirts gaped at the bottom and the girls moved to undo the remaining few buttons. There was a pause as the last button was undone and the girls stood, side by side, as their shirts hung loosely covering them. 

Abby mouthed "you sure?" to Kate who nodded imperceptibly and moving as one the girls slipped the shirts off their shoulders and onto the floor. Neither wore a bra and they gave themselves to the gaze and admiration of the boys.

"Excellent" hissed Barry as he approached "more vodka?"

The girls allowed their glasses to be topped up and slowly the boys allowed them to be part of the group rather than centre of attention.

That said, denim bulged obviously and furtive glances would be cast towards any naked breast available whenever the opportunity arose.

A wrestling competition was proposed and, possibly due to the constant application of vodka, possibly due to her own furtive glances at youthful male torsos, Abby demanded that she and Kate be included in the knockout competition.

"It's only fair" complained Harry "If we do it on a league basis - otherwise those that get to fight the girls might get through too easy" he fumbled to explain.

"You mean" said Callum accusingly "that you want to make sure that you get a chance to man handle my sister?"

"Ahem" interrupted John "Does that mean that you would rather not have to fight one of the girls?"

"No I'll take my chances" replied Callum

Abby giggled and the boy went beet red.

"Not gonna happen Harry" announced Adam "If we have a league table we'll be here all night. All the names can go in a hat and 2 will get drawn at random."

Abby almost jumped into a nearby chair, her skirt blew out and up and, once again, all eyes were on the female form or part thereof.

"Did you see that?" queried Barry

"I did" announced Adam sternly.

"What?" giggled Abby realising that she had flashed her panties at the room.

"You didn't tell them everything did you?" Adam accused Callum.

"Jeez guys" started Callum, they're wearing almost nothing as it is."

"Rules are rules" snapped Adam "and that is one rule that has never been broken."

"What rule" shouted Abby into the mix "What's the problem here?"

Adam cleared his throat. "Your brothers should have told you that we only wear jeans here." He said simply.

"Yup he did" agreed Abby.

"Only Jeans Abby" said Adam emphasising the only "no underwear".

"oh come on" pleaded Abby "you have to be joking, in these skirts we'd be practically naked. Anyways, you're all covered up - how do we know that none of you is wearing anything else?"

"Fair point" said Adam thoughtfully. "Tell you what, if you want to stay and wrestle then we'll add a couple of rules."

Abby and Kate exchanged a look and beckoned him to continue.

"Ok" said Adam thinking as he went "normally you win by pinning your opponents shoulders to the floor for a count of three or by making him, or her, submit."

Grunts of agreement circled the boy.

"For tonight only the girls can wear panties to fight in." 

Groans of a different sort filled the air until Adam held up his hand.

"Like I said, for tonight only the girls can wear their panties whilst they wrestle and, if they manage to unzip a boy and get a hand inside his jeans they win the fight." He looked around for dissent. There was none. "Equally, if a girl loses a fight then the winner has the right to remove her panties."

"NO WAY!" stormed Kate

"I'm not happy about that" snapped Jake

"Those are the rules. Obey them or leave the group." Said Adam sternly.

Callum started to stand.

"Wait up" shouted Abby into the growing clamour "so if I'm fighting a boy and I get him unzipped and my hand into his pants I win."

Adam nodded.

"Well" Abby went on "seems that if a girl loses we lose our knickers and, in these skirts that means you all get to see but a boy only has to show his thingy if a girl wins"

Adam repeated the sentence in his mind. 

"If a girl loses" he clarified "the winner of the fight gets to remove her panties. He doesn't get to look under the skirt nor show anybody else. The fact that you agreed to wear those ridiculous length skirts is your own choice. Now, are we wrestling or not?"

Abby scowled in silence as she sized up the boys in the room and realised that she had little chance against any of them. More importantly, her little sister was even lighter and had even less chance of keeping her knickers in place. She stood still scowling defiantly at Adam and any other boy who met her gaze. Her mouth opened but the words came from the other side of the room.

"I'm up for it" said Kate simply.

"What?" stormed Abby

"I will if you will" said the younger girl.

"Well, well" smiled Adam "it seems that one of your step sisters has some guts lads."
Abby stared at the boy coldly. "put my name in the hat" she said simply.

And so it was that despite last minute suggestions from Callum and Jake the sisters effectively agreed to join the boys in going commando.

The first bout was between Harry and John. They were roughly equal in size and it seemed to take a few minutes before there was any obvious difference between them. John was simply the more skilled and the more determined and eventually he pinned Harry to the floor for the required three count.

Harry moved to the empty sofa on the far side of the room. John went and got another drink and waited for the next round.

Next up was Callum and Adam. Adam was a few inches taller but Callum appeared to be the more muscular of the two. Still it was evident that Callum didn't think he stood much of a chance and when he did pin Adam down fairly quickly he received warm and heartfelt congratulations.

Adam grabbed a drink and joined Harry on the sofa.

Finally a girl's name came out of the hat. Kate was drawn against Jake.

"Be nice bro" giggled Kate as the two of them squared up for the fight.

"What and risk my step sis getting hold of my cock?" he laughed back.

She hurled herself at him. He stood still and she bounced off. 

Jake took advantage of her imbalance and tripped her, taking care to catch her and lower her down gently. Then he fell upon her, across her upper chest pinning one hand with his legs and the other with his arms and the count of three was done and dusted.

She stood stock still in front of the boy and he knelt before her. He started to reach under her skirt, hesitated and withdrew his hands. 

"It's ok Jake" Kate whispered "Go on. Do it."

The boy smiled his thanks at his step sister slipped his hands up either thigh until he found the waistband of her panties and dragged them down, over her boots, to the floor where Kate stepped out of them as deftly as possible. Kate also collected another drink before moving to what was fast becoming known as the losers sofa. Jake joined John and his brother as winners waiting for the next round.

Abby witnessed the good natured competition between Harry and Adam to cuddle up to her younger sister and stood to meet her match in Barry.

Abby was quick and determined and Barry was surprised. She actually got hold of his zipper and lowered it part way before the boy realised what she was up to and snatched her hand away. After that he was more cautious, more determined and, frankly, heavier. Finally he sat astride her chest and simply leaned forward on her shoulders with all his weight. Her shoulder sank back and the count was over and done with.

Abby tried to be as stalwart as her sister had been as she stood before the boy. Barry took his time trailing his fingers up her thighs and playing with the waistband of her panties under her skirt. Finally he lowered her panties slowly, scraping his fingers on her flesh as he did so. He manoeuvred them past her boots and Abby stepped out of them feeling rather self conscious.

She too joined the losers sofa but by that time Kate was sat on Adams lap. He had his arms around her midriff and was tracing gentle shapes on her tummy. Abby shot her sister a glance. Kate smiled back.

Another round of drinks were issued and the four remaining boys stepped up to draw from the hat once more. Callum was drawn against Barry whilst Jake had the more imposing form of John to contend with.

Somehow, Barry found himself pinned in double quick time and Callum sat aside to await the outcome of the battle between his brother and John. Barry joined the losers and Abby was also hoisted onto a lap to make room. By the time the twins found themselves facing off against each other it was apparent that the losers sofa was the desired place to be.

Kate was now sprawled across Harry and Adam. Harry was tracing gentle designs around a nipple and Adam had lost one hand under her skirt. Abby had squeezed between Barry and John. Each had an arm around her shoulders and each was toying with the opposite nipple. The periodic hand that reached for the hemline of her skirt was quickly slapped away.

Jake and Callum were well matched and the bout went on for some time.

"Shit!" exclaimed Callum into his brothers ear during one particular clinch "Adam's feeling Kate up."

Jake looked up to see for himself and Callum pounced, pinning his brother down and finally winning the fight.

Callum and Jake were a little loathe to join the wrestling match on the sofa and so found an opportunity of running drinks and snack errands for the group. The girls were being plied with copious amounts of drink as well as being caressed by many hands. Even Abby had allowed a hand under her skirt and groaned loudly when Jake asked if she was alright.

"Alright!" exclaimed John "She's fucking awesome" he said as he wiggled his fingers in her cunt and she groaned again. 

Adam whispered something to Kate who giggled wickedly.

"ok guys" he announced "time for a new game - let's try charades - I'll go first."
With that he pushed Kate up in front of him, deftly undid the side clasp on her skirt an dropped it to the ground.

Stunned silence fell as the petit 12 year old cavorted around the room, naked save for her boots.

"Anybody got it yet?" asked Adam "No? Come on guys ...... I give you pussy in boots" 

Kate roared and flew back to his lap, the other boys laughed outrageously and even Abby joined in.

"I think" said Callum with mock seriousness "that she is actually giving you pussy in boots" and everybody roared some more.

"What about it Abby?" asked Jake

Abby opened her eyes "What?"

"You don't think that you're wearing too much?" he asked his step sister.

Abby closed her eyes again before whispering "I will if you will"

"Abby Whittington" stormed Jake "If I get my cock out it's gonna need seeing to."

"Promises promises" she hissed and the world turned very quickly for a few moments.

And so the step siblings finally got to know each other well.

The final scene of our pantomime shows Kate, still wearing her boots, sat astride a now naked Adam as he bucks his erection into her. Her lips are wrapped around Callums cock and one small hand is manipulating Barry. A few feet away Abby is on all fours. John lies beneath her suckling on her nipples whilst Harry kneels before her fucking her face with vigour and Jake has stolen her innocence from behind. 

Other versions of this tale can be found, and in some cases seen, at different times of the day or year. This particular cast perform regularly. The plotline varies a little but the key elements are there. Six naked boys, two naked girls and large quantities of illicit alcohol. Occasional matinee performances are undertaken with a reduced cast of four - depending entirely upon the amount of time they have alone in the family home.




