Another Story About Cheerleaders and Gangbangs III

by Lester

Part 3: An Unexpected Performance

Troy stepped through the door into the back yard. Chrissy was on the lawn swing under the tree. He decided to join her, keeping faith with his resolution to show his sister more attention. She smiled at him as he sat beside her. Together they slowly swung in the breeze, enjoying the lovely spring Saturday.

"Troy, can I ask you something?" "Of course you MAY." Chrissy giggled at his correction. "You know Mom and Dad's room is right next to mine. I often hear some strange sounds from there at night - thumping, moaning, and creaking springs, like they're bouncing on the bed." Troy grew very uncomfortable. Maybe agreeing to listening to Chrissy's question was a bad idea. "Oh, don't worry, I'm not going to ask you what they're doing. I know." "How do you know? You're just a kid!"

"Remember when I visited Aunt Marie and Uncle Jack on their farm? Our cousin Jennie and I saw a bull breeding some cows, some dogs breeding, and even snuck in and hid to watch when Uncle Jack bred a mare with his stallion. Jennie told me people do the same thing. I didn't believe her. She told me about the sounds she hears from her parents' bedroom, and they were the same thing I hear from ours, but I still wasn't sure. Then, when we took a bath she showed me the place on her body, and I had to agree that it looked a lot like the place on the cows. She showed me the same place on me. Later, after we helped Aunt Marie give Jennie's baby brother a bath, Aunt Marie asked us to watch him while she went to get some powder. Jennie showed me her brother's pee- pee, and while it was really little, I could see it was a lot like what we saw on the stallion and the dog, with those two little things hanging underneath, so I realized that she was telling the truth. Troy, Mom and Dad make those noises several times a week, so why don't we have all kinds of brothers and sisters?"

Troy was stunned at what little Chrissy knew. He was sure he didn't know that much when he was eight! He used to think that girls didn't think about those things as much as boys, but after his experiences with the cheerleaders and now listening to Chrissy he was amazed at what girls got into. He realized Chrissy was waiting for an answer. "People have ways to keep babies from happening. For married people, what they do can be a lot of fun. They want to keep doing it, but don't want to have a million kids, so they do the things to keep from having them."

"Jennie told me that only married people do that, too, but I don't believe her. We saw the same dog being bred by two different dogs, so they couldn't have been married. Besides, if they have the parts, why can't they use them? That time when Michelle stayed overnight I woke up after a dream - not a bad dream - but I wanted to go to Michelle anyway. When I got to the guest room, she wasn't there. The bed hadn't even been slept in. I saw a light under your door. When I walked up to the door, I could hear the same sounds from your room that I hear from Mom and Dad's room. I wonder what Mom and Dad would do if I told them?"

Troy was stunned! This is the little sister he decided to be nice to? "Mom already knows!", he blurted without thinking. A sly smile crossed Chrissy's face, and his heart sank. "So Dad doesn't know. I bet he'd kill you if I told him! Especially doing such things with your baby sister around!" Troy felt his eyes begin to fill. He was frustrated, upset, and angry, but had no idea how to react. "What do you think he'll do to Mom if he finds out she didn't tell him?", he choked out. He knew Dad would never physically hurt Mom, but he could freeze her out. How horrible for her if he stopped trusting her. Maybe they'd even break up. He shuddered at the thought. What a mess he'd created!

"Don't worry, I won't tell him as long as you do what I ask you." He knew he'd have to go along. What else could he do? "How many years will I have to be your slave?", he asked, dispiritedly. Now it was Chrissy's turn to look hurt. "I'd never do that to you! I love you! I just wanted you to do one thing for me. I want you to show me what you did with Michelle."

Troy was truly shocked! "I can't, you're my sister!", he cried. Chrissy laughed. "No, you silly, I'm too little! I just want you to show me with Michelle." Troy's stomach churned. An excuse to have sex with Michelle again was fine, but to do it while Chrissy watched! He would have loved such a chance when he was her age, but that would really cross the line on corrupting his baby sister! "She might not want to have someone watch." "Well, then, ask another girl." Now it was Troy's turn to laugh. If only it were that easy! "Look, believe it or not, girls don't have sex with me just cause I ask them. Frankly, I still can't believe that Michelle does. I keep expecting to wake up. Anyway, you have to give me some time. I have to ask her, and if she says 'no' it could be a long time before I can set something else up, if ever."

"Well, OK, I'll give you two weeks. Otherwise, it might not be as hard as you think. I have some friends who think you are really cute." "I'm not going to have sex with an eight year old!" "Not all my friends are eight." He knew she had friends as old as twelve, but the thought still made him queasy. "OK, I'll see what I can do."

On Monday he slipped a note into Michelle's locker, hoping no one had seen him. He couldn't say much, only that he needed to talk. A little later Michelle "accidently" bumped into him in the hall. After she excused herself and walked on, he realized she had left a note in his hand. It was agonizing waiting for a chance to read it, but finally he was able to in a bathroom stall. It said to meet her after school in a private spot in the park. He was there in plenty of time, waiting nervously. He had no idea how to bring up the topic. When Michelle arrived, she could see how nervous he was. She told him to just spit it out, so he quickly gave her the run down.

To his amazement, she just laughed. "That little minx! Well, I guess we'll have to do what she says. We don't want you or your mom to get into trouble." "But isn't showing something like that to a little kid against the law?" "Oh, I'm already breaking the law." "What do you mean?" "Well, in this state the age of consent is 17. That means I can legally agree to have sex, but you can't. Every time we do, I'm 'contributing to the delinquency of a minor' or something." "But I want you to!" Michelle laughed again. "Apparently the amount of pleasure the minor is getting isn't considered by the law. Don't worry, I don't think they ever actually bring a charge like that when it's teenagers. Especially when the minor is the boy, I don't think any prosecutor would want to make a case that he was damaged!"

"I still can't believe an eight year old would come up with this." "Oh, don't be so surprised. I lost my virginity when I was nine." Troy was shocked. "How did that happen?", he asked. "Well, I had a neighbor boy who was a year older than I. We often played doctor together. One day, when we were playing with each other's sex parts, he told me he wanted to put his inside of mine. I couldn't believe it, but he showed me a picture he had torn from a magazine showing two adults doing just that. I always wanted to act 'grown up', so I flopped on my back and let him try. He didn't have any luck getting in, so I told him I had an idea. I went and got some lotion, spread it all over his little penis, rubbed some in and around my hole, and told him to try again. This time he slid right in. We laid there awhile, and I thought this didn't seem like much to get excited about. Finally, he started to pull out, and I got a neat feeling as he slid. I told him to slide it back in, and now he started to feel it. Soon he was pumping away, but we were both too young to orgasm, so after awhile we just got tired and quit. After that I wouldn't play with him anymore since I was too scared of getting caught, and soon his family moved away."

Troy stood in stunned silence. All that stuff he had heard about boys "corrupting" girls was obviously a bunch of garbage. It was clear that eight and nine year old girls were more than capable of corrupting themselves! Michelle told him she would set something up, and they headed on their separate ways. He gave Chrissy a little "thumbs up" when he got home, and then used a glare to keep her from exploding into a display of glee which would have ruined everything.

The next Saturday Troy asked Chrissy if she'd like to take a bike ride with him. Their parents told them to be careful, but they trusted their son, and were pleased to see his new attitude towards his sister. Chrissy was clearly excited, but Troy felt sick inside. He didn't really want to do this, and the closer the time came, the more trepidation he felt. They pedalled up to the Gorman house, then he stopped. He waited until a passing car had gone, then, after satisfying himself that no one was watching led Chrissy around to the back of the house, where he hid the bikes behind a bush.

Before he could knock, Michelle opened the door. "My parents won't be home until late tonight, so we have plenty of time." She grinned at Chrissy. "You really have nerve, little girl." Chrissy hung her head. "If you would really rather not ..." Michelle interrupted. "No, that's fine. I'm actually kind of looking forward to it. I guess I'm a bit of an exhibitionist. Anyway, it won't be the first time we've been watched." Chrissy looked at Troy in surprise, while he turned red as a beet. "Oh, I see he hasn't told you. Well, promise you won't ask him. It's obviously something he wants to keep private." Chrissy promised, and Michelle led them to the basement. There, a well lit space was covered with exercise mats. Obviously, here was where Michelle practiced her tumbling. After taking off their shoes and socks, Michelle let them to the mats, and they all sat down.

"OK, Troy, why don't you start by taking off your shirt." Even though Chrissy had seen him shirtless many times, he still felt nervous. "Oh, good," said Chrissy, "I love seeing Troy with his shirt off!" "Well then you have good taste", said Michelle. Troy thought it kind of sick that his sister would think something like that, but he peeled off his t-shirt and tossed it to the side. He wasn't prepared for what happened next. Chrissy slid over to Troy and began running her hands all over his chest. "Ooh, I love how it feels. So hard and strong." Troy blushed again. "Come here, Chrissy. Do you know how a girl looks when she's not a kid anymore?" Chrissy moved over by Michelle. "I sort of do, but I've never actually seen an older girl naked", she said.

Michelle peeled off her top. She wore nothing beneath. Troy stared at her perfect breasts. This was as sight of which he'd never tire. Chrissy pulled off her shirt. Her childish body showed no development at all. "I'm as flat as Troy", she complained. "Don't worry, so was I at your age." "Can I touch them?" "Sure", said Michelle. Chrissy reached out and began to stroke, rub, and lightly squeeze Michelle's breasts. Troy's cock rose to full attention. "Suck them, if you like." Chrissy quickly moved to obey. Soon she was sucking greedily on Michelle's nipples, and Troy's cock felt like it would tear its way out of his shorts.

"Time for the next step", said Michelle, as she peeled off her shorts and panties. Chrissy stared. "I didn't know it would get all hairy like that!", she exclaimed. Chrissy reached for her own shorts.

"No!", shouted Troy. He had no desire to see his sister's childish pussy. Chrissy looked startled. "He's right", said Michelle. "It would bother him to see that part of his sister and of such a young girl. You need to respect that and leave your shorts on." "OK." "Now we need to show you what a boy looks like." They both looked at Troy, and he began to shake with nerves. Michelle came over and touched his shoulder. "It's OK", she said, and he began to relax. Michelle reached down and opened his shorts. She slid off his shorts and underwear. "Wow!", said Chrissy. "It's so much bigger than my baby cousin's, and it's all hairy, too." Troy couldn't look at her. Suddenly, he felt her small hands caressing his cock, then sliding down and rolling his balls in her palms. Michelle told her to be carefull.

"OK, Troy", said Michelle, "it's time for the show. Just do everything I taught you." She laid back on the mat and spread her legs. Still keeping his eyes from Chrissy, he moved over, laid on his stomach, and began to lick her snatch. Fortunately, Chrissy didn't make a sound, so it was easy to pretend she wasn't there. He added his fingers to the mix, doing everything he could to give Michelle pleasure, which her responses showed was working. He decided not to take her all the way to orgasm. She was already very wet, and he wanted to get this over with. He worked his way up her body, kissing and nibbling, and finally reached her lips. He kissed her deeply, then reached down and guided his cock into her pussy. He began to pump slowly, building a rhythm, caressing her sides, breasts, and thighs, while continuing to kiss her. From the corner of his eye he could see Chrissy lying close to them, watching intently as he slid in and out. He picked up the pace, and then stiffened as he shot his load into Michelle. He kissed her one last time, then rolled to his back, exhausted.

He felt Michelle's hand on his cock, softly rubbing, then her mouth as she drew him in and coaxed him back to erection. As he stiffened, he began to raise his shoulders off the mat in preparation for another round, but Michelle pushed him back and told him to relax. She climbed on top of him and lowered herself on his shaft. She rolled her hips gently, stimulating them both. He gazed into her lovely eyes, and began to lightly stroke her thighs. Suddenly, he felt something warm and wet on his balls, and realized that Chrissy was licking his scotum while Michelle slid her wet pussy up and down his shaft. It made him very uncomfortable in a way, yet he had to admit that the feeling was great. Michelle began to pick up the pace. He aided her by moving his hands to her breasts and caressing and teasing her nipples. Suddenly she exploded in orgasm. The feeling triggered his release, and he filled her pussy once again.

After a brief rest, they got dressed, and he and Chrissy headed home. He hoped she was satisfied. He had very mixed feelings about the experience, but hoped that next time with Michelle they would be alone.