A Helping Hand for Brother (mf; mast; tease; voy)
By Neverlander
(c) June 2007


Kimee stretched luxuriously, extending her feet over the end of the tub 
on either side of the faucet.  It felt so good to melt into the warm 
bath, gently touching herself between her legs, but she'd better hurry 
up and wash her hair or people will wonder what happened to her.  
Caressing herself one last time with fluttering fingertips, she drew 
her hands up over her stomach to her breasts.  She cupped them in her 
soapy hands, pleased that they were filling out enough that she could 
actually squeeze them.  She was eleven now, almost twelve, and was glad 
that she wouldn't be just a skinny little kid any more.  Some of the 
girls at school had started to develop early, and she noticed that the 
boys were paying more attention to them.  And not just the boys; she 
saw some of the men teachers looking at the girls' chests, too.  That 
made some girls uncomfortable, but Kimee couldn't wait to see if the 
men would look at her like that when she got bigger.  The thought 
excited her and made her feel tingly.

She stood up and turned on the shower.  After quickly washing her hair, 
she turned off the water and stepped out onto the bath mat to dry and 
fluff her blonde hair with a towel.  She could blow-dry it later in her 
room.

 The bathroom mirror had fogged up a little, so she took her towel and 
wiped it off so she could look at herself naked.  She was pretty sure 
she had the kind of body men liked - at least she hoped she did.  Maybe 
she wasn't as curvy and sexy as the girls in Davy's magazines, but she 
thought she looked nice anyway.  She ran her hands over her still-
narrow hips and slightly rounded stomach, and reached behind her to 
feel her bottom.  Turning sideways to see herself in profile, she moved 
her hands up and down the pert curves of her firm buttocks, giving them 
little squeezes.  She smiled to herself - yup, she thought, I really do 
have a nice "bubble-butt!"  The boys like that, I know they do.

Turning back to face herself in the mirror, she looked down between her 
legs.  She was still smooth, with just the slightest hint of blonde 
downiness, visible if the light was right.  She reached down and 
pressed her fingers in the crease between her vulva and her thighs, 
making the lips poke out and press together as if they were pouting.  
Then, thrusting her hips forward and spreading her knees a little, she 
pulled her outer labia apart to reveal the smaller pink lips inside, 
and the hooded clitoris nestled at the top of them.  There's something 
else the boys would like I bet!

Standing straight and running her hands back up her body, she grasped 
her developing breasts from the side, and squeezed them to make her 
pink nipples stand out.  Lately they seemed to have been growing faster 
than her actual titties, or maybe they just started growing first, and 
the rest of her was catching up with them.  They were very sensitive, 
and sometimes they got a little sore when her shirt rubbed against 
them.  Lotion usually made them feel better, and she reached for the 
lotion bottle now to rub some in.  It felt really good, and she thought 
it looked nice the way the puffy little mounds stood out at the ends of 
her round breasts.  She pinched them lightly and brushed them with her 
fingertips to make them pop out more.

She turned sideways again and watched in the mirror as she lifted her 
little breasts, studying the shape of her puffy nipples, rising pink 
and erect from the smooth, creamy flesh of her developing bust.  She 
thought of the boys and men who would probably get hot if they could 
see this, and felt all tingly again.

It was time to get going, so she put on the short half-top and clean 
panties she had brought in with her, grabbed up her clothes and stepped 
quickly out into the hall.

"Oops!" she said, as she ran into David, her step-brother, as he came 
down the hall towards the bathroom.  "Didn't see you there!"

"Watch it, Sis!" he said, recovering his balance.  He had just come 
from his bedroom and was carrying a bathrobe.  "I thought we were going 
to send in search dogs for you - hope you left some hot water for me."

"Don't worry, there's lots of hot water," she chirped. "I just had to 
get clean before bed, it was so hot and sweaty today."

"You and me both," he said, smiling.  "See ya in the morning!"  He 
tousled her wet hair and disappeared into the bathroom.

"Not if I see you first!" she called back to him.

"That was a dumb joke yesterday and it still is today," he laughed from 
the bathroom.  "Good night, Kimee."

"'Night," she called back merrily, and skipped down the hall to her 
room.  She closed the door and threw her dirty clothes into a corner, 
and sat down on the edge of her bed to blow-dry her hair.  She heard 
the shower turn on, and smiled to herself: if Davy only knew what I was 
doing in that tub just a few minutes ago!  She giggled at the thought.

She thought about that as she got into bed, after tossing the half-top 
aside (she always slept in just panties, usually little cotton bikini 
briefs).  She'd learned about masturbation from one of her girl cousins 
about a year ago.  At first she thought it was kind of weird, but once 
she'd experienced the pleasure it caused she was totally hooked.  She 
never knew something could feel so good, something she could do to 
herself whenever she wanted.  It had become her favorite entertainment, 
and she felt unsatisfied and jittery if she didn't get to do it at 
least once a day.  She knew everybody did it, but it seemed to her that 
she did it a lot more than most girls; she just enjoyed it so much.  
Oh, well.

She got into bed and turned off the light, but didn't pull up the 
covers because the night was warm.  The sheets were cool, and she 
stretched contentedly, feeling relaxed and clean after her shower.  She 
thought about her time in the bath and how pleasant it had been, and 
after a while her thumbs wandered to the waistband of her panties and 
she pushed them down to her knees, opening herself up to the night air.  
She sighed as she began to touch herself the way her cousin had taught 
her, making teasing little circles with her finger on the tiny bump at 
the top of her slit.  Her sighs became whimpers, as if she were 
pleading with herself for more, ohhhh please, it feels so good, please, 
please...  Her panties were restricting her movement, so she pushed 
them down to her ankles and spread her legs wide, so wide, exposing her 
genitals to her eager fingers.  Her hands moved all over her body, 
stroking between her legs, teasing along her inner thighs, gently 
pinching and twisting her erect nipples.  When she couldn't hold out 
any longer, she bit her pillow to stifle her cries and rubbed and 
massaged herself to a trembling orgasm that set her whole body 
quivering with waves of sweet pleasure.

All the while she was doing this, she kept herself excited with erotic 
images and fantasies, thoughts of herself in the mirror, of boys' and 
men's penises, of exposing her barely pubescent body to lustful men, of 
arousing and teasing them, of the things she would one day do to boys 
and what they would do to her - but mainly, she thought about David.

* * * * *

Kimberly's father and David's mother had married about two years 
before.  Kimee never knew her mom, since she had gotten sick and died 
when Kimee was just a baby, and David's parents had divorced when he 
was very young.  The two kids hit it off right away when their parents 
got together.  Kimee loved having a big brother, and immediately adored 
him.  For his part, David thought his little nine-year-old sister was 
cute, and her playfulness and exuberance always made him laugh.  They 
had become very close in two years, and shared an affectionate bond 
unusual in step-siblings.

To look at they were as different as night and day.  David was tall 
with dark, slightly curly hair, and large green eyes.  Although his 
hair was dark, almost black, he was very fair-skinned, with a light 
sprinkling of freckles on his cheeks.  A bit shy, he smiled easily, and 
was considered "hot" by the girls at school, although he had no inkling 
of this.

Kimee was blonde and blue-eyed, with the kind of honey-colored skin 
that tanned easily.  Her hair was cut somewhat haphazardly, and she 
often wore it in two short ponytails to keep it out of her face when 
she raced around, which was most of the time.  She loved to wrestle and 
rough-house, especially with David.  She liked it when he pinned her, 
holding her hands down on either side of her head, or when he allowed 
her to pin him, letting her sit straddling his chest holding his hands 
down.  Her sensual nature delighted in this kind of play, and she loved 
the feeling of David's body pressing against hers.  Almost from the 
start she was madly in love with her step-brother.

Kimee had a game she liked to play that she never told anyone about.  
Not a game, exactly, but something exciting that she enjoyed.  Kimee's 
Dad was a putterer, a do-it-yourselfer.  Especially when he was between 
jobs, when they didn't have a lot of money, he would do fix-it jobs 
around the house.  To make an extra bedroom when the families got 
together, he had divided what had been one large room into two 
bedrooms, one for Kimee and one for David.  But he was sloppy in his 
work - when he ran out of paneling for the wall separating the two 
rooms, he had just left a rectangle about a foot square uncovered on 
Kimee's side of the wall.  He intended to finish it, but in the 
meantime just hung a mirror to cover the hole; then he promptly forgot 
all about it.

Kimee noticed the hole one day when she was straightening her mirror.  
When she lifted it off its nail she saw the missing part of the wall, 
and three inches beyond it the back of the paneling that formed the 
wall of David's bedroom.  What's more, light was shining through a tiny 
chink where sheets of paneling had been poorly laid together.  With 
just a little help from her, this was enlarged into a small hole 
through which she could see into David's room.  The hole was above the 
head of his bed, and gave a view down the length of it and to the 
closet on the opposite wall.  This is just so cool, she thought; this 
is going to be so much fun!

Later that evening, she waited in her bedroom while David was taking 
his shower.  When she heard him go into his room and close the door, 
she turned out her lights and took the mirror off the wall.  Light was 
shining through the hole - she put her eye to it, holding her breath in 
anticipation.

At first she couldn't see anything.  But then she saw David walk by his 
bed.  He was wearing his bathrobe, and was drying his hair with a 
towel.  He passed beyond her view for a few seconds, but then he 
reappeared, tossing the wet towel onto a chair near his bed.  Then he 
went to his closet and kneeled down while he searched for something on 
the floor at the back.  When he stood up Kimee could see that he was 
holding something in his hand.  As he closed the closet door, she saw 
that it was a magazine.  He walked around to the side of the bed and 
got into it, lying on top of the covers.

Through the hole, Kimee could see that David was lying sitting up in 
bed.  She couldn't see his head, but she could see from his chest down 
to his feet.  His robe extended as far as his knees, and she could see 
his shins and crossed ankles.  She wondered when he was going to take 
off his robe.

When he opened the magazine he was holding, Kimee's mouth dropped open 
and she stifled a gasp.  It was a magazine like Playboy or something 
like that, and there were pictures of girls with their clothes off.  
They were lying down with their legs open so you could see everything, 
and they were smiling so you could tell they liked it when you looked 
at them.  A lot of them had real big tits, and they bent their backs to 
make them stick out.  Kimee was fascinated, and she stared hard as 
David slowly turned the pages.

After a while, David put the magazine down beside him, and began to 
untie the sash of his robe.  Kimee held her breath as she watched her 
step-brother open the front of his robe.  She couldn't believe her luck 
- she was finally getting to see him naked!  She'd wanted to see that 
for a long time.

David's body was lean and graceful.  He was strong but not muscle-
bound, and still had some of the softness of youth.  Except for a 
sparse sprinkling of hair on his shins, his legs were smooth, as was 
his chest.  Kimme's attention, of course, was immediately focused 
between his legs.  She could see that his penis was big and hard.  She 
knew about erections and figured that must be what it was, since she 
never noticed anything like that bulging under his pants or when she 
saw him in his swim suit.  It looked like it was about seven inches 
long and more than an inch thick, and it was reaching up along his 
stomach almost to his belly button.  It was stiff, and was actually 
lifting up off his stomach a little.  The smooth, shiny head had gotten 
swollen and was sticking out of a kind of envelope of skin.  That's the 
foreskin, Kimee thought to herself; she had learned about that in sex-
ed.  Down near the bottom there was a patch of crinkly black hair, a 
lot curlier than Davy's head hair.  Way down at the bottom of his penis 
she could see a bag of skin (his scrotum, she said to herself) with two 
round balls in it.

David picked up the magazine again, and continued turning pages.  When 
he got to a picture of a blonde girl who was lifting up her big tits 
with her hands and licking her lips, he held the magazine in one hand 
and reached down towards his lap with the other.  Kimee's eyes went 
wide - oh my gosh! - is he actually going to do it?  While I'm 
watching?  She held her breath.

As he held up the picture of the sexy blonde, David reached down 
between his legs and began to fondle his balls with his fingertips.  
His penis responded with a slight jump upwards, and quivered with 
little throbs as it lifted up from his stomach.  Then he began to run 
his fingertips slowly from his balls up the underside of his shaft to 
the shiny knob at the tip, and back down again.  Kimee could hear him 
sighing as he touched himself, and moaning a little.  Wow, she thought 
- he likes that.  It must feel really good.

David continued looking through the magazine, occasionally stopping to 
hold it in one hand while he masturbated with the other.  Finally, 
after returning to one particular picture and holding it up for a long 
time while he rapidly stroked the entire length of his erection up and 
down, he threw the magazine aside and set to working on himself with 
both hands, tickling and fondling his balls with his left hand while 
his right twisted and squeezed the top of his shaft and rubbed the 
purple head.  Kimee was by this time touching herself as well, and she 
had to bite her lip to keep from moaning aloud when David ejaculated 
forcefully, sending a thick stream through the air and onto his chest.  
He kept working his throbbing cock as it continued to buck and cover 
his hand with warm sperm, until finally he fell back, panting and 
sighing with pleasure and relief.  Desperate for her own release, Kimee 
quickly replaced the mirror and jumped into bed, where she worked 
herself to near frenzy over what she had just seen.

After that, Kimee watched David masturbate whenever she could.  It 
fascinated her to see how he did it, and she fingered and rubbed 
herself while she listened through the wall to his sighs and moans.  
She studied him during his masturbation sessions, both with and without 
his magazines, and came to know the places he touched to give himself 
pleasure and the strokes and caresses that got his penis hard and 
brought it to orgasm.  She also grew to recognize the kinds of pictures 
that seemed to affect him most.  It didn't take her long to become an 
expert on how David masturbated, and what excited him.  Kimee grinned 
when she thought about that.  Wow, the things I know about Davy now, 
she thought to herself, and he has absolutely no clue - this is so 
cool!

* * * * *

But tonight Kimee hadn't waited for David to get out of the shower so 
she could watch him play with himself.  She had been just too horny 
from her own bath and had to touch herself right away.  She lay in bed 
now, enjoying feeling so peaceful after her orgasm, and listened as 
David went into his room and got into bed.  She grinned, because she 
knew what he was doing - she knew exactly what he was doing.  She 
closed her eyes and imagined his hand moving slowly up and down his 
stiff erection.  Mmmm, she thought to herself, does that feel good, 
Davy?  I hope so.  With sweet thoughts of David's beautiful penis 
floating in her mind, she sighed contentedly and was soon asleep.

* * * * *

The next day was Saturday, and Kimee slept late.  When she finally 
tumbled out of bed she just threw on a t-shirt and went into the 
kitchen for breakfast.  The family was going to the beach later, so she 
would just put on a bathing suit before they were ready to leave.

The beach was going to be fun, and she wanted to bring lots of things 
to play with.  Not shovels and pails or anything like that - she was 
too old for that kind of stuff.  But it was fun to throw beach balls 
around, or play volleyball.  She remembered that last fall she had put 
a Frisbee in the hall closet, so she went to see if she could find it.  
She dragged a chair out of the kitchen, and got up on it to search the 
top shelf of the closet.  Standing on her tiptoes she reached up and 
rummaged around until she found the Frisbee.  As she turned and started 
getting down from the chair she was surprised to see David behind her.  
His face was red, and he just stared at her for a second or two.

"Uh, oh hi, Kimee," he said.  "I, uh, I was just going to get something 
to eat."  He put his head down and hurried down the hall into the 
kitchen.

"Huh!" thought Kimee, "that was strange.  I wonder what Davy..."  And 
then it hit her.  She had been standing on tiptoes and stretching up to 
reach the top shelf, and that had caused her little t-shirt to rise up.  
Her bottom must have been completely uncovered, in her tight bikini 
panties.

"Wow!" she thought.  "Was Davy looking at my bum?  He sure looked kind 
of guilty.  I wonder if he was turned on - I wonder, I wonder..."  The 
thought that her step-brother might get turned on looking at her had 
never occurred to her.  It sure excited her to look at him, but could 
it be the other way around, too?  She decided to find out.

Usually when she went to the beach she wore one of three bikinis she 
owned.  She thought she might wear one of them, but then she had a 
better idea.  She had another suit, one that she used to wear for 
swimming lessons.  It was a one-piece of blue lycra, so it covered her 
in the middle, but the thing about it was that it was very tight and 
thin, and clung to her like her own skin.  She hadn't worn it in a 
year, so that it was probably even tighter than before.

She went into her bedroom and found the suit in her dresser under the 
others.  She put it on and stood in front of the mirror to check it 
out.  Yup, it was tight all right, real tight!  It dipped very low in 
back, and a little in front.  It was cut high on her legs at her hips, 
and although it was nothing like a thong in back, it was so small that 
half of her cheeks were exposed, showing the baby-crease where the 
backs of her legs met her bottom.  She liked the way it looked when she 
turned and looked over her shoulder at herself in the mirror.   Turning 
to the side, she saw that even though it was tight, it still showed the 
roundness of her new breasts.  She pinched and massaged her nipples, 
and they pressed out through the thin fabric, almost as if she was 
naked.  "Perfect!" she thought, "that's just what I wanted."

Well, almost perfect.  The only problem was that there was a little 
piece of reinforcing fabric in the crotch that, well, that spoiled the 
effect she was looking for.  No problem - a couple of snips with a pair 
of scissors to remove that bit of padding, and the suit clung to her 
crotch as tightly as it did everywhere else, with a cute little 
"cameltoe" between her legs.  She was very pleased.

* * * * *

They got home from the beach early in the evening.  It had been so much 
fun.  There were quite a few people on the beach, and the two kids left 
their parents and took a couple of towels and other stuff to find a 
place further down the beach.  Kimee had noticed a lot of men looking 
at her.  She liked that.  The older men, especially, looked at her with 
a kind of hunger, like they were wishing for something they knew they 
couldn't have.  She went out of her way to tease those men as much as 
she could.  Sometimes she would chase a Frisbee near where a man was 
sitting, and then take her time bending over to pick it up, so he could 
get a good look at her cute bottom.  Or, she'd slowly walk by a man 
while he drooled over her young body, enticing him in her tight, thin 
bathing suit.  She knew the men could see the shape of her breasts and 
pussy almost as clearly as if she was naked, and she giggled to herself 
when she thought about how excited that must get them.  She found it so 
funny when guys who were with their wives and families tried to pretend 
they weren't looking at her, and then had to hide the erections she 
caused.  It pleased her to see them get hard-ons.  She could actually 
see them get bigger as she walked by, and the men would often end up by 
having to cover themselves with their hands.  Sometimes she could tell 
that they were moving their hands in their laps, secretly touching 
their penises while they looked at her.  I bet they wish they could 
have sex with me, she thought.  She knew she was being what boys call a 
cock-tease - and she loved it!

Her main goal, of course, was to see what effect she would have on 
David.  She was sure he had been looking at her panties when she was up 
on the chair, and now she wanted to see how he reacted if he got to see 
a little more.  She went in swimming with him, and stood close to him 
after she got wet and her nipples were hard and showing through her 
suit.  And he really was checking her out, although he tried not to 
show it.  She grinned at him and playfully splashed him.  When he tried 
to splash back, she jumped up and hugged him, with her arms held tight 
around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist.  That way he 
couldn't splash her, and at the same time she could rub her body 
against him and maybe get him excited.  When she finally let go of him, 
she could feel a hardness between his legs as she slid down his front, 
and she knew that she had turned him on.  She was so pleased - that was 
just what she wanted to happen!  And on top of that, she noticed that 
some of the older men she had teased before were staring at them.  She 
figured they must feel jealous, wishing they could feel her wet body 
sliding around on their hard penises.  I guess it's getting them 
awfully frustrated, she thought - I bet they masturbate real hard 
tonight, thinking about me.  She pictured that to herself, and giggled.

David headed for their towels when they came out of the water, and she 
followed and lay down next to him.  She asked him if he'd put sun 
lotion on her and he said he would.  Turning over onto her stomach, she 
told him to make sure he got every place that was showing.  He started 
on her shoulders and arms, then spread the lotion all over her back.  
When he got to the lowest point, where the suit was cut low on her 
back, she reached behind her and lifted the edge of the suit up a 
couple of inches, and told him that he should go inside a little, to 
make sure she wouldn't get a burn if her suit happened to move around.  
He said OK, and slid his hand a couple of inches under her suit and 
rubbed it back and forth, massaging the lotion into her skin.  She 
smiled, feeling his fingers linger just a bit as they passed over the 
upper valley of her buttocks.  Her eyes seemed to be closed, but they 
were actually opened just a bit so she could look over to see if 
anything was happening between his legs while he rubbed her.  Oooo, he 
was getting a hard-on, all right!  She could see the shape of his penis 
as it got bigger, and it looked as if the tip might almost reach the 
waist of his swimsuit and pop out.  She was very pleased that she was 
getting her big brother so excited.

"Mmmmmmm", she sighed, "that feels so good..."  She lifted her head and 
looked at him.  "But don't forget my legs," she said, "I don't want to 
get a burn there."  David smiled and moved lower to lotion the parts of 
her hips that were exposed by the high cut of the bathing suit, then 
started to run his hands over the backs of her thighs.  "Make sure you 
don't miss a spot," she said.  "If you can see a piece of me then so 
can the sun, so you gotta make sure you put lotion on every part that's 
not covered by my suit."  She opened her legs wider, so that his hands 
would be able to reach up between them.

"Yes, Ma'am," David laughed, "at your service, My Lady!  You sure are 
bossy today."

"Well, I suppose I could do it myself," she pouted.  "You don't want to 
do any more?"

"Oh, that's all right," he said, "I don't mind.  Just don't complain if 
it tickles."  He began to run his fingertips up along the inside of her 
legs, making them skitter like a spider.  She giggled and gave a 
shiver.

"Tickles are fun," she said, and opened her legs a little more.  David 
set to work, carefully spreading the lotion all over the backs of her 
legs, from her feet up right up to her "bubble-butt".  When he got up 
that high he slowed down, and carefully laid the palms of his hands on 
the exposed parts of her buttocks, massaging and squeezing them gently.  
He put a spot of lotion on his finger and delicately ran it along the 
creases at the tops of her thighs, where they met her firm little 
bottom.

When he seemed about to stop, she murmured softly, "Remember, every 
little spot..."  Without a word, David hesitantly slid a lotion-slicked 
thumb along the edge of her suit over her bottom and down between her 
legs.  He was careful not to stray from the edge of the suit as he ran 
his finger along her skin, reaching down under her to the front of her 
crotch until he was gently rubbing along the side of the cute cameltoe 
he had been trying not to stare at since they had arrived at the beach.  
He repeated the same motion on the other side, so that his two thumbs 
were slowly sliding up and down along the edge of the suit in Kimee's 
crotch, from the bottom of her cheeks down and under, a fraction of an 
inch from the pouting lips of her barely covered pussy.  Kimee sighed 
with pleasure, and peeked over to see that David's erection had gotten 
much larger.

She smiled and stretched and raised herself up from the towel.  "That's 
enough," she said.  "Want me to do you, now?"  He said sure, and lay 
down on his stomach, while Kimee got up on her knees and poured out 
some lotion into her hands.  Then she began to rub her hands all over 
his back and the back of his legs.  She went very quickly, because what 
she really wanted was for him to turn over so she could get a better 
look at what was going on between his legs.  He was wearing a small, 
tight, black swimsuit, almost like a speedo, and watching his penis get 
bigger while he lotioned her had gotten her very excited.

"OK, turn over," she said brightly.  "Gotta make sure I get every part 
of you."

David looked at her uncertainly.  "Uh, that's OK," he said, "I don't 
think I need..."

"Yes, you do," she interrupted.  "You're such a paleface, you'll burn 
if we don't get everything."  She knew he was feeling embarrassed about 
his hard-on, but she didn't let on.  "Come on, turn over," she said, 
pulling at his arm.  Then she added softly, "There's no one around to 
see you in your teeny-weeny little bathing suit."

He blushed a little, but gave in and turned over.  He covered his eyes 
with a forearm while Kimee went to work on his shoulders and chest.  
After working her way down over his pectorals and along his sides, she 
moved to his stomach and ran her fingers along the ridges of his well-
defined abdominal muscles.  When she reached his waist, she skipped 
down and began to apply the lotion to the tops of his thighs.  All the 
while, though, her eyes were focused on the bulge between his legs.  
His erection had gone down a little, but she could still see the shape 
of his penis through the fabric of his trunks, inside the netting that 
held it in place.  It started at the obvious bulge of his balls, and 
snaked up towards his stomach.  Where it ended she could clearly make 
out the shape of the head.  She licked her lips while she gazed at it, 
and slowed down while she rubbed in the lotion, to give herself more 
time to look.  She wished so much she could see it naked.  Oh, she had 
seen it through the peep hole in the bedroom wall, of course, but she 
wanted to see it close up.  She wanted to see it all naked and hard, 
and she was dying to touch it...

And that's when she got her idea.

* * * * *

The family had eaten at a fast food place on the way home from the 
beach, so when they got home they just took showers and hung around 
watching TV until bed.  Kimee went to bed first, but she didn't go to 
sleep.  She was hoping that David was still turned on the way he seemed 
to be at the beach, and she had plans tonight to do something about 
that.  So now she was just lying in bed in her t-shirt and panties, 
reading, and listening for when David went in his room.

Finally she heard the door to his room open and close.  Eagerly she 
jumped up and took the mirror down from the wall.  She watched David 
through the peephole expectantly, hoping.  He puttered around a little, 
and then ... yes!  He went to his closet and rummaged around in the 
back for a magazine.  "Oh cool!" thought Kimee, "he's gonna do it!"  
She watched while he got comfortable on his bed, and began to study the 
pictures of nude girls in his magazine.  Soon he was stroking his cock 
up into a stiff erection.  Kimee counted to ten, then replaced the 
mirror and went out into the hall.  She stood at David's door and, 
after taking a deep breath, she knocked.

"Davy," she called softly.  "Can I come in?"  She listened for a few 
seconds, and had to stifle a giggle when she heard the sounds of 
frantic scrabbling coming from the other side of the door.  Trying to 
hide the evidence!  Then, without asking again, she opened the door and 
went in.

As she walked in, David was just sitting up after stuffing something 
under his mattress and grabbing a book from his night table.  He sat 
with the covers pulled up to his waist and flipped through the pages of 
the book.  His face was red and he seemed a little out of breath.

"Hey," he said.  "Uh, what's up?"

"Hey," Kimee answered.  "Nothing much.  Just wondering whatcha doin'."  
She closed the door and walked over to the bed.

"Uh, just reading," he said.  "You know."

"Whatcha reading?" Kimee asked.  David looked at her blankly for a 
second.  He turned the book over and looked at it.  "Uh, it's just this 
sci fi book that I have.  Just thought I'd read it now, you know?"

"What's it about?" she asked him.  She was enjoying this.

"It's about, uh - well, I don't know, because I just started it."

"Oh," she said.  "Looks like you were turned to the middle of it, so 
it's funny you don't know what it's about."  She shrugged, then turned 
and plopped herself down on the bed next to him.  "The beach was fun 
today, wasn't it?"

"Yeah!" he said eagerly, glad for the change of subject.  "It really 
was.  The weather was real nice - nice warm water, too."

"Yes," Kimee replied.  "And I liked sunbathing too.  It was so nice of 
you to put lotion on me - it felt real nice the way you did it."  She 
leaned back propped up on her arms and smiled at him.  Her feet were 
hanging off the side of the bed, slowly bouncing up and down.

"No problem," he said uncertainly.  He was obviously a little nervous.  
"And ... and thank you for putting it on me, too," he said quickly.

"You're welcome," she said, and winked.  "I could tell you liked it."  
David blushed, and began stammering a response.

"I ... well sure, it was real nice of you ... and ..."

"Did you notice that men on the beach were looking at me?" Kimee 
interrupted.  Once again glad for a change of subject David laughed and 
nodded.

"Oh yeah, I noticed that all right," he said grinning.  "You couldn't 
see them, but when you walked by they stared at you like they'd never 
seen a girl with a cute butt before!  I thought their eyes were going 
to fall out of their heads."

Kimee eagerly turned to face her brother, kneeling on the bed by his 
side.  "Really?" she said.  "That is so cool!  I hoped they were."

"Oh, come on," David replied.  "You knew they were looking at you, the 
way you were flouncing around them, showing off!"

Kimee grinned.  "Well, it was fun," she murmured.  "I wanted to see if 
I could - you know - tease them a little."  She twisted one of her 
ragged ponytails around a finger and said mischievously, "I wanted to 
see if I could get them hot and bothered!"

David laughed and shook his head.  "You are really naughty, you know 
that?  Well, you got them hot and bothered, all right.  I thought their 
tongues were going to drag in the sand!"

Kimee giggled with delight.  "Good!" she said.  "Serves them right for 
staring at an innocent little girl!"

"Hah!" David exploded.  "You're real innocent all right ... not!"

He started to laugh again.  Kimee smiled and waited for him to stop.

"Davy?"

He looked at her.  "Yeah?" he said.

"What's under the mattress?"

David's mouth dropped open and his eyes grew wide in panic.  Kimee 
jumped off the bed and thrust a hand under the mattress.  He tried to 
stop her but she was too fast for him.  She snatched the magazine from 
its hiding place and retreated beyond his reach, laughing in triumph.  
He started to get out of bed to chase her, but remembered just in time 
that he was naked.  He pulled the blanket back up and yelled at her 
from his bed.

"Kimee!  Give that back!  God damn it, you little ... come on!  Give it 
back!  That's mine, you - you shouldn't be looking at that!"

But Kimee was looking at it.  Standing at the foot of the bed she 
flipped through the magazine, making excited little "ooo" sounds and 
holding up pictures of voluptuous naked girls to her furious step-
brother.

"Kimee!" he pleaded.  "Please! Come on, Kimee - oh god this is so 
embarrassing!  That's private.  Please give it back."

She walked around to the side of the bed and handed him the magazine.  
"Oh, all right," she said.  "Here.  But there's no reason for you to be 
embarrassed about it.  I know what you were doing with it, you know, 
and it's no big deal."

He grabbed the magazine and stuffed it under his pillow.  "What do you 
mean, you know?" he said, with a touch of worry in his voice.  Kimee, 
of course, knew a great deal about what he did with his magazines - she 
had watched him many times through the peephole as he pleasured 
himself.  But she wasn't about to tell him that.

"Oh, come on, Davy - you were masturbating.  I know because that's what 
all boys do.  You don't have to be embarrassed about it.  Actually, I 
think it's kind of cute!"  She sat back down on the bed next to him.  
"You're not mad at me, are you?"  She looked anxiously into his eyes.

He sighed and looked away.  "No - I'm not mad.  But - but it is sort of 
a private thing, you know.  It feels kind of weird talking to you about 
it."  He looked at her again.  "You know what I mean?"

"Yeah, I know," she said, tracing a pattern on the blanket with her 
finger.  "But it's just me, you know, just Kimee - I'm sort of curious 
about it.  I thought maybe you could, you know, like tell me about it?"

David was flustered.  "God, Kimee!  I don't know if I ... I mean it's 
not the sort of thing that a guy talks about with ... with his sister, 
you know, and..."

"Does it feel really good when you do it," Kimee interrupted, moving 
closer to him on the bed, "and does looking at the sexy pictures make 
it feel even better?  It does, doesn't it - c'mon, tell me!"  She 
reached around him under the pillow to get the magazine again.  This 
time he didn't try to stop her.  She looked at the cover, which showed 
a girl raising her arms and clasping the back of her neck.  Her large 
breasts were naked, and she was thrusting them forward.

"Like her?" Kimee asked, holding the magazine up to David, close to his 
face.  "She get you hot?"

David looked away, but he was smiling a little.  "Well, yeah," he said 
softly, "I guess so.  Sure.  But..."

"But what?" Kimee said eagerly.  "What do you mean?"

"Well," David replied, "there are actually others inside that I sort of 
like better."

"Oooo really?  Really?" Kimee asked excitedly.  "C'mon, show me, show 
me - I wanna see!"  She thrust the magazine back in his hands and moved 
quickly to sit next to him, pressing against his shoulder.  David 
flipped through the pages, then pointed to one picture.  It was of a 
redhead, holding up her large breasts with her hands and smiling, 
licking her lips, taunting.  Kimee recognized it as one she had seen 
David masturbating to during one of her peeking sessions.

"Uh, that one," David said, "I sort of like her."  He was blushing.

"Yeah?" Kimee asked.  "She gets you hot?  Do you get hard when you look 
at her?  She makes it feel real good when you touch yourself, huh?"

David squirmed uncomfortably.  "Well, yeah, of course," he said.  "I 
mean, I'm a guy and all."

"Cool!" Kimee said, taking the magazine from him and sitting back on 
the pillow.  She held the magazine up in front of her face and frowned.

"You know," she said, "I've been thinking.  You lie here looking at 
these sexy girls" - she turned a few pages, pausing now and then - "and 
then when you come to one you really like, you ..."  Holding the 
magazine in her left hand, she grinned over at David and made a 
stroking motion with the other.  He blushed more furiously than before.  
"But then," she continued, "you have to..."  She made a show of 
releasing something from her right hand, and again took the magazine in 
two hands and continued turning the pages.

David looked at her puzzled.  "What do you mean?" he asked.

"I mean you have to stop what you're doing when you want to find 
another girl.  You see?"

David shrugged.  "Well, that's just the way it is - I manage," he said 
with a small smile.

"Yeah, well I've been thinking," Kimee went on, "that maybe there's a 
way that I could help out.  I could help you so you wouldn't have to 
keep switching hands when you wanted to turn the pages."

David looked at her with a frown.  "So what do you want to do," he 
said, a little sarcastically, "turn pages for me like if I was playing 
the piano?  Oh, Kimee, you are so silly!"

She looked into his eyes.  "No," she said, "that's not what I meant.  
What I meant was, I could make it so you would have both hands free to 
hold the magazine and turn the pages all the time."  She held her gaze 
on him, watching his reaction.

After a couple of seconds David's eyes opened wide and his mouth 
dropped open.  He understood what she meant now.

"Kimee!" he said in a loud whisper.  "That - that's crazy!  We couldn't 
do that ... you're my little sister!"

"No, I'm not," she replied, "not really.  I think it would be fun."  
David scowled at her skeptically.

"It's too weird, Kimee," he said, "I don't..."

"Come on!" she interrupted, bouncing up onto her knees, "don't be a 
party pooper!  I wanna!"  Giggling excitedly, she tried to pull the 
covers off him, but he blocked her hands and clutched the blanket 
tightly around his waist.  She countered by tickling him, hoping he'd 
let go of the blanket so she could get her hands down under it.  He 
managed to control himself while her fingers dug into his ribs, and 
then surprised her by letting go of the blanket suddenly and grabbing 
her wrists.  He leaned to the side and pinned her to the bed next to 
him, holding her wrists down on the pillow on either side of her head.  
She struggled for a few seconds, but he was too strong for her, and she 
soon gave up.  She looked up at him, panting, studying his expression.  
Then her lips curled into a knowing smile.

"You're thinking about it, aren't you," she said, "I know you are.  
You're curious, aren't you?"  Her voice was soft, insinuating.  He 
didn't answer, and continued to hold her wrists while he gazed down at 
her.  She looked up at him with a wide-eyed little girl pout.  "Please, 
Davy?" she pleaded.  "Please let me - think about how good it would 
feel."

David blushed and released her hands, turning away from her.  She sat 
up and leaned against him.  She put her lips close to his ear and spoke 
in a gentle whisper.  "Just think, Davy - you wouldn't have to do 
anything.  You'd just look at the pictures and enjoy how it feels when 
I ..."  Her fingertips gently caressed his forearm.  "And then when you 
turn a page, the pleasure won't stop, it'll just keep on going, feeling 
better and better.  Wouldn't you like that, Davy?  I really want to do 
it.  I want to help make you feel really, really nice."  She traced a 
fingertip around his ear, making him shiver.

Finally he spoke, almost inaudibly.  "Well," he said, a little 
hoarsely, and then stopped.

"Yes, Davy?" Kimee said, gently kissing his cheek, and then his ear.  
"What did you say Davy?"

"We - we can't ever let Mom and Dad find out," he said slowly.  "I 
mean, something like that ... they would fucking flip!"

Kimee grinned, knowing she had won.  "Yeah, they would," she agreed.  
"They think we're so innocent."

"So," David said hesitantly, "uh, how do you want to do this?"  He was 
still unsure, and was feeling awkward and embarrassed.  "I mean, I've 
never done anything like this before."

"Well," said Kimee brightly, "I guess the first thing is for me to see 
your - to see you.  You know?"  She looked at him and waited.

"Oh - right," David said, "I guess, yeah, I guess we should do that."  
But he didn't move, and continued to sit upright in bed with his hands 
holding the blanket firmly against his body, covering himself from the 
chest down.

"Well," said Kimee, "looks like I'll have to do it myself.  I want to, 
anyway..."  She got up on her knees and gently removed David's hands 
from the covers.  Then she grasped the top of the blanket and sheet and 
lifted them, moving them down towards the foot of the bed.  She did it 
slowly and with some ceremony, as if she were unveiling a statue.  
David watched her face as she did it, curious in spite of his 
embarrassment to see her reaction.  He was feeling oddly excited that 
Kimee, a little girl, was going to see him naked.  His penis gave a 
little twitch at the thought.

When she had completed removed the blanket, Kimee sat back on her heels 
and gazed at David's body from head to toe.  Her eyes were shining, and 
she licked her lips in excitement.

"Ooooo you are so pretty!" she exclaimed.  She reached out and ran her 
hand over his chest.

"Pretty?" David said with a frown.  "Isn't that for girls?  I'm not 
pretty."

"You are so," Kimee protested, "boys can be pretty just like girls, it 
just means you look nice, and - and sexy."

"You like how I look?"

"Oh, yes, I really like how you look - and I like this..."  She gently 
touched his penis, just for an instant.  It was still soft, but moved 
slightly at her touch.  She giggled and looked up at him.  "And I think 
maybe it likes me, too."

David blushed and said, "Well, we'll see.  You can try it, Kimee, but 
don't feel bad if I don't ... well, if things don't go the way you 
want.  I feel kind of weird about this anyway, and I don't want you to 
end up feeling bad if ... well, you're just a kid, Kimee, and you've 
never had a boyfriend, so you don't know about ... about ... well, 
about boys and stuff..."  His voice trailed off, and he looked at 
Kimee, hoping she understood what he meant.  What he didn't know, of 
course, was that although it was true that his little step-sister 
didn't know much about boys in general, she had intimate and detailed 
knowledge of how to get one particular cock hard and throbbing, gained 
through many sessions of watching him play with himself and masturbate.  
But she didn't say anything about this - she just smiled and handed him 
the magazine, then lay down alongside him.

"Well, start reading," she said.  "Kind of work up to the one you 
like."  She put a hand lightly on the top of his right thigh and 
nestled herself against his arm so she could look at the magazine along 
with him.  David began to turn the pages.  He paused at a picture of a 
girl who was fully clothed but was coyly lifting her skirt, giving just 
a glimpse of white panties underneath.  She was dark-haired and wore 
large hoop earrings, and looked Hispanic, maybe South American.  Kimee 
looked down at David's lap, and saw that his penis had started to swell 
a little.

"Ooooo," she said, "she's teasing you on purpose!  Do you like to be 
teased, Davy?"  As she said this, she moved her hand to the bottom of 
this scrotum and drew her fingertips lightly and quickly up over his 
balls and up the underside of his shaft, making the briefest contact 
along the entire length of his penis.  Then she put her hand on his 
stomach and left it there.

David drew in his breath sharply at the tantalizing pleasure Kimee's 
fingers had caused.  It was gone in an instant, but his cock was 
swelling now to full erection, lifting an inch up from his stomach.

"Like that?" Kimee asked.  "Did that feel good?"

David swallowed.  "Yes," he said.  "It felt really good."

"Goody!" she said.  "Oooo, this is fun!  Go ahead, turn the page."

On the next page the girl had lifted her skirt higher, and was starting 
to unbutton her blouse.  Her eyes were half-closed as she smiled 
seductively out at the camera.  Kimee's hand returned to David's balls 
and lightly fingered them, running in little circles over his scrotum.  
David licked his lips and continued to turn the pages.  The girl in the 
pictures went on undressing, exposing her large naked breasts.  She 
lifted her heels onto the chair she was sitting on, and opened her 
legs.  For several pictures she smiled lasciviously while she posed 
with her legs spread wide apart, inviting the viewer to strain his eyes 
trying to see through the thin cotton panties that clung to her crotch.  
She played with her nipples, making them stand out taut and erect.

Kimee was now fluttering her fingers up and down along the ridge on the 
underside of David's penis.  She started at his balls and went flicking 
slowly upwards until she reached the tip, where she paused to worry the 
swollen head, her fingertips brushing like downy feathers, then 
proceeded slowly back down the shaft to his balls.  She repeated this 
several times as David turned the pages and his lust grew.  His 
excitement was mixed with confusion - Kimee was touching him in just 
the right places, and in the ways that he loved.  How could she be so 
good at this?  How could ... but then his thoughts dissolved in the 
pleasure that washed over him as one of Kimee's fingers began to 
massage in slow circles over that secret spot just below the head of 
his enflamed penis.  He moaned in ecstasy, and stared between the legs 
of the girl who was taunting him from the pages of the magazine.

"Oooo, look at her," Kimee breathed into David's ear as her hand worked 
gently between his legs.  "She's teasing you so bad!  She really makes 
you want it, huh?  Look at her face, you can tell she knows how she's 
making you feel.  I bet you want her to take off her panties, don't you 
Davy?"  David whimpered softly, his breath panting.

Kimee was enjoying herself immensely.  Her plan was working perfectly, 
and David seemed to be loving what she was doing to him.  He was 
responding to her caresses just as she had hoped he would.  She was 
touching him in the ways she had seen him touch himself, with one 
important difference.  When he masturbated, beyond a certain point he 
got so excited that he couldn't resist speeding up and giving himself 
an orgasm.  What Kimee understood instinctively was that if she stroked 
him the same way he did himself but held back just a little, went a 
little bit more slowly, with a little less pressure, the result would 
be kind of a tease that would get him really excited and wanting more. 
She thought about what she had done with the men on the beach - by 
giving them a peek at her, but not as much as they wanted, she'd kept 
them good and teased and frustrated for a long time.  Davy gives in too 
soon when he masturbates, she thought; but she wouldn't.  She'd keep 
stroking him, but slower than what he needed to get an orgasm.  She 
smiled, loving the control she had over him.

The girl in the pictures had finally removed her panties, and was on 
her hands and knees giving a close-up view of her naked pussy from the 
rear through parted legs.  She was looking back over her shoulder, 
smiling wickedly at the desperate men she knew were drooling and 
masturbating over her.  Kimee had risen to her knees so that she could 
use two hands to work on David's penis.  Taking the warm cock gently in 
her left hand, she slowly stroked up and down.  She held it lightly, 
barely squeezing it, just teasing it along.  At the same time, she 
delicately massaged and scratched his tight scrotum with the 
fingernails of her right hand.  She had seen him doing this to himself, 
and was pleased now to see him open his legs wider to give her freer 
access to his balls, and probably to encourage her to go faster to give 
him the release he so desperately needed.  She didn't, of course, but 
just continued to tantalize him slowly and deliberately.

David had started to move his hips around in his mounting lust.  The 
combination of the magazine girl's lascivious poses and Kimee's 
maddening touch had him trembling on the edge of orgasm.  Beads of 
sweat stood out on his forehead, and his heart was racing.  His breath 
came in rapid pants.

"Ohhhh ... oh my god, Kimee," he groaned, "that ... ohhhhhhhh..."  He 
closed his eyes in helpless surrender to the sensations assailing him.

Kimee looked up at him.  "Yes, Davy?" she said, her eyes wide and 
innocent.  "Is something wrong?"  Her hand kept its slow pace up and 
down his rigid penis.

"No - I ... oh, Kimee, what you're doing, it ... ohhhhhh ..."

"What's the matter?" she said, her eyes still wide.  "Aren't I doing it 
right?"  She continued her slow stroking.

"Ohhhh, Kimee, yes, yes you are, but ... oh, Kimee, I'm so close!  I 
need, ohhhhh my god..."

"What, Davy, what do you need?"  She removed her hand from his cock.  
"Does this feel good, Davy?"  Her fingertips began to flick rapidly up 
and down his shaft.  "Do you like me to do this while the girl poses 
for you?"  She drew a single fingertip up from his balls along the 
underside of his penis, and when she reached the tip she traced circles 
just below the cleft in the rim, the place he paid so much attention to 
when she watched him masturbate, almost but not quite touching his 
secret pleasure spot, just missing it.  "Maybe I should stop and give 
you a rest," she said.  She brushed the sensitive spot briefly with her 
thumb, as if by accident, and removed her hand.  His penis gave a 
twitch - suddenly abandoned, it stood alone, stiff and quivering, 
aching for relief.  Kimee sat back on her heels and regarded it with 
interest.  She was curious to see how long it would stay erect without 
her touching it.

"I guess maybe you were right, Davy," she said.  "Like, I don't know 
about boys and stuff, so I'm not doing what you like."  She pouted and 
looked at his cock, which was bobbing slightly, alternately falling and 
rising in time with his pulse.  She pretended not to notice that it was 
still very excited.  "So I guess I should stop.  Should I stop, Davy?"

David groaned inwardly and bit his lower lip.  He put the magazine down 
beside him and looked at his penis.  It was still erect, trembling, 
almost screaming for more stimulation.

"You don't have to stop, Kimee," he said, with a note of desperation in 
his voice.  "You were doing OK, really - more than OK."  Unconsciously 
he tightened his buttocks, causing his groin to lift higher, 
emphasizing his abandoned erection.  "You can do more if you want to.  
I - I don't mind."

Kimee looked down at David's cock.  It was starting to go down a 
little, although it was still big - just not quite as hard as it had 
been, the head not as tight and shiny.  She thought it looked kind of 
sad and lonely, like a kid in the playground nobody would play with 
anymore.  It was probably mean of her to tease it on purpose like this, 
but she liked it.  It was so much fun being a cock-tease.  Davy thought 
she didn't know anything - she had shown him!  He was almost begging 
her to do more.  She was making him need it so bad, and the thought of 
that caused a tingle between her legs.

She put her hand on his leg, almost touching his balls.  His penis gave 
a little jump, even though she hadn't touched it.  "Well," she said 
slowly, "if you really think I'm doing OK, I guess I could..."  Her 
voice trailed off as she drew her fingertips up the underside of his 
cock, slowly and delicately.  It immediately leapt to attention, rigid 
again, the head once more swollen and shiny.  David gave an involuntary 
moan and closed his eyes, raising his hips in response to the little 
girl's touch.

"Well, I guess I am doing something right!" Kimee giggled.  "You want 
some more of this, Davy?"  She repeated the slow upward caress several 
times, pausing between strokes to watch the excited penis bob and 
twitch in its pleasure.  "Look at the pictures some more," she said.  
"Look at that girl you like while I do this."

David was lost in the bliss of Kimee's sensual stroking, and it took 
him a few moments to respond.  He opened the magazine again and turned 
the pages until he reached the large-breasted redhead he had shown 
Kimee earlier.  Kimee lay back down to look with him.  Her right hand 
stayed on his penis, gently masturbating him.

The girl in the picture was licking her lips to taunt the men looking 
at her.  Her nipples were large and erect, and she was lifting her 
breasts with her hands, offering them to her excited audience.

"Wow, she's big!" Kimee exclaimed.  "I guess guys like that, huh?  I 
guess the guys looking at her wish they could touch her - get their 
hands on her so they could squeeze her big breasts.  Would you like 
that, Davy?  Do you wish those were your hands lifting her up like 
that?  Would you like to hold her big tits and feel her up?  She knows 
that's what you guys are thinking - she's getting you all hot and 
bothered on purpose."  She grasped David's penis and gave it several 
squeezes, moving up and down the shaft.  He moaned in response, sinking 
deep into the fantasy Kimee's words had enflamed, her touch magnifying 
the maddening tease of the redhead's lascivious smile.

"And I guess you guys like to see a girl's nipples get all stiff like 
that, too," she went on.  "Betcha think about licking and sucking on 
them too, huh?  Sucking on her tits while you squeeze them..."  She 
wrapped her soft hand around David's hard cock and began to stroke 
slowly up and down.  Lifting herself on her elbow, she whispered into 
his ear.  "Do you like that, Davy?  Am I making you feel good?"

David was consumed by his ecstasy, and could hardly speak.  "Ohhhh, 
yes, Sis," he finally managed, "good, so good ... ohh yesss..."  The 
voluptuous, tantalizing redhead, Kimee's exquisite ministrations - all 
fused in his mind into a searing image that held him captive in an 
almost unbearable intensity of erotic pleasure.  He never wanted it to 
end.

"Mmmm, I like it, too," Kimee said, as she slowly rubbed the palm of 
her hand around the head of his cock.  She squeezed his entire penis, 
gently grasping it and fondling it. "I love how it feels in my hand," 
she said, "hard and soft at the same time - and so nice and warm!"  She 
wrapped her fingers around the shaft just below the rim and gave it 
several slow twists.  "I love doing this to you, Davy," she whispered.

As she continued to manipulate David's penis, again using both hands to 
pleasure him, she noticed that his eyes were closed as he writhed and 
moaned in response to her touch.  The magazine was lying at his side 
again, ignored, and his full concentration was on the pleasure of her 
masturbating hands.  She smiled to see this, and after a minute of 
slow, tantalizing stroking, she removed her hands from his cock and got 
up on her knees.  David looked up at her, confused, his eyes glazed 
with lust.

"It's hot in here, Davy," Kimee said.  "I'm going to take this off."  
Without another word, she crossed her arms and pulled her t-shirt up 
and off.  She tossed it on the bed beside her.  David stared at her, 
his eyes wide.  She was dressed now only in a pair of small bikini 
panties, flirty white cotton briefs that clung tightly between her 
legs, molding her contours.

"Guess I'm not much to look at," she said with a little pout.  "Nothing 
like that girl with the big tits - all I've got are these..."  Raising 
her hands to her slight breasts, she brushed her fingers over her pink, 
puffy nipples.  She gave them little pinches, which caused them to 
become harder and pop out more.  She reached down and continued 
stroking David's cock with her right hand while the other caressed her 
breasts.  David stared at her, fascinated.  She looked into his eyes 
and smiled.

"But you know," she said, "even though I'm little and all, I bet those 
dirty old men at the beach would love it if they could see my little 
titties like this ..." - she gave each of her nipples a pinch - "do you 
think so, Davy?  Do you think those men would like to see me now?"  She 
raised her eyebrows questioningly while her clever fingers worried and 
teased his cock.  "Do you think older men would think I'm hot?"

David slowly nodded and whispered, "Yes," so softly he was almost 
inaudible.  Kimee placed the tip of her left index finger between her 
lips, pressing it against her front teeth like a little girl who has 
been naughty and is trying not to get in trouble by being cute.  Her 
right hand kept working on David's penis.

"I know it's not nice," she said, "but I hope those men were thinking 
about things like this, about seeing me with no clothes on and me doing 
things like this to them.  They must know they never will, but that 
just makes them want it a lot more I bet.  They're such pervs!  I bet 
it got them real frustrated thinking about it.  I hope so."  She 
grinned wickedly.  "They'd be real jealous if they saw what I'm doing 
now."  Her hands cradled David's cock tenderly, sweetly fondling it.  
"Your penis is so beautiful, Davy - I just love doing this to you..."  
She pampered his erection with soft caresses and tantalizing tickles, 
cooing over it like a favorite doll or pet, making gentle love to it 
with her hands.  David was lost in helpless ecstasy.  He was moaning 
softly, his eyes glazed and fixed on his stiff penis in the little 
girl's hands.

From her experience in watching David masturbate, Kimee had learned to 
recognize the signs of his impending orgasm.  She saw them now - his 
stiffening legs and rapid breathing, the  purple head of his penis 
engorged and glistening tautly, the tip beginning to ooze.  It wouldn't 
be long now, she knew, and she licked her lips in anticipation.  But 
not just yet - there was something else she wanted to try first.  
Smiling sweetly at her step-brother, she removed her hands from his 
penis and got up on her knees.  He looked up at her, puzzled.  Kimee 
hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and began to pull 
them down.  When she had moved them about an inch she stopped and 
looked down at him, her head cocked to one side and the tip of her 
tongue resting on her top teeth.

"Shall I keep going, Davy?" she whispered.  "You wanna see more?"  
David nodded and licked his lips, totally mesmerized by the tantalizing 
little girl.  She smiled and continued to pull down her panties, slowly 
and teasingly, exposing herself a millimeter at a time to the aroused 
boy's hungry gaze.  She loved watching his reaction, thrilled that she 
had been able to work him up into such a state of sexual need.  It was 
going to be so much fun to make him come.

Finally her panties were lowered all the way to her knees, exposing her 
smooth little pussy to David's staring eyes.  He moaned with lust as 
she caressed her hips and ran her index fingers along the edges of her 
vulva, emphasizing the puffy lips, making them pout.  She placed two 
fingers at the top of her crevice and pulled up, stretching the hood 
that covered her clitoris so that her little pearl of pleasure peeked 
out, pink and glistening.

Sitting back down, she raised her legs and pushed her panties the rest 
of the way down, moving them over her ankles and pointed toes.  Under 
her raised thighs her pussy peeked out from between the cheeks of her 
bottom, like lips pursed for a kiss.

"Oh my god," David whispered.  He was breathing very rapidly now, 
barely stifling his moans.  Kimee giggled and got back up on her knees.  
She straddled David, facing him, her naked pussy an inch from his 
erect, throbbing penis.

"Tell me if you like this, Davy," she said, her hands moving towards 
her crotch...

Now, Kimee knew all about sex and pregnancy and all that stuff she had 
learned in sex-ed, and she wasn't about to do anything dumb with Davy.  
She was a virgin, after all, and she wanted to stay that way for a 
while!  But that didn't mean they couldn't have some fun - she'd always 
wondered what it would be like if...

"Tell me, Davy," she said again, "does this feel good?"  She put a 
finger in her mouth and got it wet with saliva, then moved it down 
between her legs.  She rubbed her wet finger up and down between the 
lips of her pussy, adding to her own moistness to make her crevice 
slick and lubricated.  The channel between her puffy labia was now pink 
and glistening and inviting.  Leaning forward, she took David's penis 
in both hands and pressed its underside into the warm, wet crevice 
between her legs.  Then she began to move, rising slowly up and down on 
her knees as she held David's cock against her.  The engorged glans 
slid up and down the slippery slit, passing her virginal opening as she 
rose up, then sliding up the channel and nuzzling against the bud of 
her clitoris as she lowered herself down.  Kimee's moans were joining 
David's now, as his warm, hard penis massaged her ultra-sensitive 
little bud.  She felt the waves of pleasure rising inside her, the 
approaching ecstasy of the orgasm she needed so much after the 
excitement of what she had done to her step-brother - she had loved 
teasing and seducing him like that!

For his part, the sensations from the wet little pussy sliding up and 
down his rigid hard-on were driving him mad with sexual pleasure.  
Kimee knew just where to concentrate on him, and made sure her little 
clit rubbed and bounced all over that spot under the head of his cock 
that loved to be touched.  Her warm, wet pussy was pleasuring him so 
much, getting him closer, closer...

David let out a long moan of ecstasy as his legs stiffened and he 
clenched his fists.  Kimee looked down at the glistening, purple cock-
head just as it began to spurt a hot stream of semen into the air, 
landing on her chest and dribbling down her stomach onto her hands.  
She pressed the bucking, spurting cock into her crevice and moved 
rapidly up and down it, lubricated now by the hot ejaculation.  Her 
orgasm followed immediately, in long waves of hot bubbling pleasure, 
causing squeals of delight and ecstatic moans.  She began to rub her 
clitoris in furious circles with the fingers of one hand, extending her 
orgasm into repeating swells of pleasure, while her other hand pumped 
and squeezed David's sperm-slippery cock until its convulsions finally 
subsided.

It was a long time before they were able to recover enough to lie back 
down and clean up as well as they could with tissues from the night 
stand.  Kimee lay with her head on David's chest, sighing with 
contentment.  His eyes were closed and he was smiling, his hand 
stroking her blonde head.  Finally Kimee sat up and smiled down at him.

"Well," she said, "I guess I better get to bed.  Gotta get some sleep."

"Tomorrow's Sunday," he said.  "We can sleep in."

"Yeah," she said, "I know.  But I'm sleepy - I wonder why!"  She winked 
at him as she put on her t-shirt.  She headed for the door.

"Sleep tight," he called after her.  "See ya tomorrow morning."

She turned and looked back at him.  "And tomorrow night," she said with 
a wicked grin.  She held up a finger and licked it, then put it in her 
mouth and sucked it in and out - once, twice, three times.  "Tomorrow," 
she whispered.  She blew a kiss, and then she was gone.

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