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Kidcest, Growing up Sexy (2/5) [kids, m/f/m/f/f/f]
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Chapter VII
Encounter With Cindy
One night, about two weeks after my panty-soaking began, I
stayed overnight at Tim's and Cindy seemed to notice me for
the first time. We were all at the dinner table. Tim was
talking to his mom and I had glanced across the table at
Cindy. She looked at me, and our glances locked for what
seemed like minutes. We were both totally out of touch with
our surroundings. As l looked into her eyes, my thoughts
were of her cotton panties pressed tight against her bald
little pussy. Did she know that between her legs, next to
her smooth little mound, was soft cotton that had once been
soaked with my jism? With my eyes, I told her; over and over
again.
It was almost as if she understood my thoughts. Then our
private telepathic conversation was interrupted by her
brother's question. "What do you think, Steve?" he asked. I
had no idea what he was talking about. I had been isolated
in a private sphere with his sister, oblivious to anything
going on around the table. I noticed that she smiled shyly
and then looked away as I stuttered in confusion.
Later, Cindy, Tim and I went into the TV room to watch
"Nightmare on Elm Street." Their mom had already gone to
bed, having finished her customary bottle of wine. Cindy
came into the room wearing her nightgown -- a short flannel
thing that came down to about mid-thigh. As she lay on her
stomach in front of the TV, I got an occasional glance of her
panties. After the first couple of glimpses, I recognized
her underwear as the flower-print panties I had first
squirted my cum into.
As Tim and I sat on the couch, I continued to get brief,
occasional glances of Cindy's panties as she repositioned
herself on the floor. Sometimes I also got a peek of her
inner thigh or of her smooth, round buttocks protruding from
beneath the leg band. I tried not to make myself obvious
when I stole these peeks, unsure of what Tim would do if he
caught me eyeing his sister. I was also worried about Tim or
Cindy noticing the hardness that was slowly taking over my
crotch. But that became less of a problem when Tim got up to
go to the bathroom, and I could reach inside the waistband of
my jeans to lay my hard-on flat against my stomach.
And I guess something stopped being a problem for Cindy too.
Because what had been all-too-brief, seemingly accidental
peeks at her panties had suddenly become a full spread.
Cindy had grabbed a big pillow from the floor and positioned
herself over it. In doing so, her nightgown scooted up just
below her butt. Her knees were bent slightly as the pillow
was under her stomach and I could see a full view of her
panties as they covered her butt. I was in heaven! Just as
I became sure this exhibition was accidental and that she had
no idea she was arousing me, Cindy changed positions again,
this time spreading her legs widely apart, giving me a
complete view of her crotch. I thought to myself that she
had to know what she was showing me!
As I stared at the familiar, flower-print cotton stretched
across her crotch, I could see the outline of her immature
cunt-lips, extending back to merge with her buttocks. I
could have sworn I saw a wet spot where her crack was, but I
dismissed this as impossible, because she was only nine years
old. I desparately wanted to believe that this immature
nymph wanted to explore sex as badly as I did. But I knew
this was simply impossible. That realization didn't keep me
from enjoying the view, however.
In a few moments, Cindy shifted her position again, this time
completely blocking my view of her scantily-covered crotch.
Oh well, for the better, I thought, because Tim came back in
the room a second later. Shortly after that, Cindy stood up
and announced she would see us both tomorrow and headed off
for bed.
In a way, I was relieved. I needed to find a quiet place to
jack off and would have to wait for Tim to fall asleep before
that would be possible.
Chapter VIII
Bathroom Ecstasy
It seemed like it was hours before I had the courage to test
Tim's slumber, shaking him slightly, asking him if he were
still awake. When I was convinced he was sound asleep, I got
out of bed, dressed only in my jockey briefs and tee shirt,
and quietly walked to the bathroom that separated Tim's room
from Cindy's. I hoped there would be a fresh pair of her
panties in the hamper. Already, the steamy masturbatory
images of little Cindy smiling shyly and showing me her
childlike cunt made my underpants stand out in a 6-inch tent
before me.
I was halfway into the bathroom before I realized Cindy was
already in there, wearing only her panties and a bra!
"Sorry!," I said starting to back out of the bathroom.
My heart nearly stopped when she replied in a conspiratorial
whisper, "No, it's okay. I've been waiting for you. Is Tim
asleep?"
I told her I was pretty sure that he was. I tried not to
stare at her or to rub her with my rigid pole as she brushed
past me to check for herself. Satisfied that Tim was
sleeping soundly, she locked the bathroom door from
his side first, then from hers.
Turning to me with a shy smile, she whispered, "I know what
you have been doing to my panties. Like, at first I was
grossed out because I thought it was my brother. But then,
when I came into the bathroom just after you used it the
other day, I figured it out."
I turned bright red with embarrassment, but she quickly said,
"But like it's no big deal, you know. I even have been
wearing them afterwards, when you did it in the clean ones
out of my drawer, just to see how it feels to have a guy's
stuff next to me all day." It didn't occur to me until later
that I had never touched any panties from her drawer, just
the hamper.
With the realization that one of my fantasies was about to
come true, my dick got tremendously stiff. Seeing her glance
at the quaking shape through my briefs, I asked her if she
had been putting on a show for me in front of the television.
With downcast eyes, she admitted she had. And then she
shocked me when she said, "I wanted to pull my panties off
and show you everything, but I was afraid Tim would come back
too soon."
This was simply too much for my crotch to stand, and the
resulting jump made my beefy prick protrude through the
opening in the front of my underwear. Although I was
embarrassed to be showing my cock to this little girl, the
gleam in her eyes made me feel more at ease. "Ooooh!" she
said, "I hoped I'd get to see your dick!" And she pressed
her hand against her crotch as she watched my throbbing peter
bob with excitement before her eyes.
With typical teenage clumsiness, I asked Cindy if she was a
virgin and she said "Well, kind of ..." Not knowing how else
to phrase my heartfelt question, I asked if she would like to
"do some stuff" with me. She said she wasn't ready to go all
the way yet.
"But," she said, "I want to watch you squirt your stuff in my
panties ... while I'm wearing them." I thought I would
shoot off right there. I wanted to ask her if she would
stuff the wet cloth into her hole, but I was afraid of
scaring her or grossing her out. I was also pretty sure a
"kind-of" virgin couldn't stuff anything into her hole.
Anyway, I was more than willing to do what she wanted, but we
had to figure out how we were going to accomplish this. We
couldn't go in her bedroom in case her mom happened to come
in for some reason. Finally, we decided the bathroom was
best. If we heard her mom enter the bedroom, I could always
go out the other door into Tim's room and Cindy's mom would
never know.
This settled, Cindy sat up on the vanity directly across from
the commode. "Well," she said, "you better start doing it
before tomorrow gets here already."
The moment of truth. Although this was precisely my
masturbation fantasy, was I horny enough to drop my drawers
in front of a nine-year-old girl and start jacking off while
she watched? It seemed perverse, but my cock was stiffer
than it had ever been and this was the closest I had ever
been to realizing my fantasy of doing it with my best
friend's little sister. I slipped my hands under either side
of the waistband and dropped my underwear to the floor,
stepping out of them. With one hand I began to slowly stroke
the length of my cock. With the other, I reached for Cindy's
panties, ready to help her out of them. But she pulled away.
"I'm not ready for that yet," she told me. I asked her how I
was supposed to cum in her panties if she wouldn't let me
touch them. She said, "When you're ready to squirt your
stuff, I'll pull them out and you can shoot in them." I
didn't want to blow my opportunity, so I backed off.
But standing in front of her, jacking off and watching myself
in the mirror was making me go soft. She noticed, watching
my cock intently. "I'm making you nervous, right?" she asked.
"Embarrassed is more like it," I answered. "Maybe if I could
see your pussy while I do this, it would go better."
"Okay, sit over there," she said, nodding toward the toilet.
I did as I was told, my cock regaining its rigidity in
anticipation of viewing the little girl's cunny again. Once
again, as I sat on the commode, I started to stroke my cock.
Cindy leaned back against the mirror, reached underneath the
leg band of her panties and pulled the crotch to one side,
exposing her hairless little slit. She looked up at me as my
eyes glowed with animal passion. "It's beautiful," I said.
Smiling proudly, she continued to pull her underpants aside,
so I could see the soft folds of naked flesh surrounding the
faint pink crease that began with a dimple below her navel
and disappeared between her buttocks.
Holding the panties out of the way with her left hand, she
slowly spread her legs. My eyes were riveted on the
mesmerizing transformation, as her hairless lips parted and
the inside of her slit glistened. As I watched, closely, the
tiny bud of her clitoris peeked out from its hood above the
folds of wet flesh that hid the gateway to her canal.
Braver now, and less inhibited, I reached between my legs and
started to rub my balls with my other hand, just like I did
when I jacked off alone. Looking up from her winking slit, I
saw that she was staring intently at my quaking cock.
"What do you think about when you do that?" she asked.
I told her that lately I had been thinking about her, just
like she was, naked or in panties.
Obviously pleased, she said, "And I've been thinking about
some stud rubbing his dick and watching me twitch my pussy."
When I looked back down, I saw she had extended one of her
fingers to tweak the bud above her hole while she watched me.
"Oooooh," she said, "I feel like I'm gonna pee and cum at the
same time!"
I realized that I was dangerously close to blowing my load
under the incredible stimulation of this nasty little girl's
antics. Desperate to take my mind off her behavior, I
suddenly asked her what she would have done if it had been
her brother that had been cumming in her panties. "Oh,
probably nothing," she said. She explained that it was just
kind of inconvenient having her clean panties soiled too
(realizing once again then that I hadn't been doing anything
to her clean panties).
"Once," she whispered, "I spied on Tim in the changing room
by our pool. I peeped through a crack in the blinds to watch
him jack off." She leered at my pounding cock as she said,
"His thing is not as long as yours, but it's thicker."
"Anyway," she continued, "I was kinda mad because, just
before he came, he turned and shot his stuff into a towel."
She continued to rub her clit as she said, "I really wanted
to see what it looked like when he squirted his stuff but I
only got to see his butt twitch as he got off."
Still trying to avoid my imminent eruption, I asked Cindy if
she had ever showed another boy her pussy. "One time," she
answered, "I got naked and masturbated in my room while I
knew Tim was watching through a crack in the bathroom door.
He didn't know I was intentionally putting on a show for
him."
My first thought was that Tim had never told me, but I asked
Cindy, "Why did you do that, if you didn't want to do
anything with him?"
She speeded up the rubbing action of her finger, beginning to
dip the tip of her finger into her tiny naked hole. "It made
me excited knowing Tim was watching and that he couldn't do
anything anyway because Mom was walking around downstairs at
the time."
"And another time," she continued, "I was on a bus with an
old man sitting across from me. He kept smiling at me and we
were all by ourselves in the back of the bus. I realized he
kept looking down at my legs, especially whenever I crossed
them. So I decided to give him a thrill by crossing my
legs real high and showing him my panties."
"He was real old, with white hair and everything, but his
eyes got big and round behind his glasses. He was staring
between my legs and acting kinda nervous. I crossed my legs
a few more times and he just kept staring at them like there
was nothing else in the world. I was feeling real safe,
because he couldn't really do anything with the driver and
other people sitting up in front of the bus."
"In fact, I was feeling so safe that I put both my feet up on
the seat and spread my legs a little bit so that old guy
could just stare right at my panties. And he really did! It
was like my underpants were the most fascinating thing he had
ever seen. I could see he had a boner, too, because his
pants were like a tent in the front."
"For some reason, I decided he would get a super thrill if I
showed him the whole thing, so I reached down and pulled my
underpants over to one side like I'm doing now. He glanced
up at my face and I smiled back at him, to let him know I
wanted to show him my pussy. He just jerked his eyes back
to my crotch and put his hand down in his lap. I couldn't
see what he was doing, but he must have been beating his meat
through his pants."
"As I watched him massage the lump in his lap, I let my
finger drift down and slide up and down the lips. Then I
spread my pussy open to show him the inside. Then I stuck
the end of my finger into my hole. His eyes got even wider
then, and he kinda shook all over. A few minutes later, he
got up to leave the bus and he had a big wet spot on the
front of his pants. As he walked by me, he said, 'Thank you'
real sincerely. I thought I had done my Brownie Scout good
deed of the day."
I felt myself nearing an explosion as I listened to this
story and watched Cindy massage her little clit. She must
have sensed it from watching me because she suddenly stood
up, holding her legs together at the knees but her feet wide
apart, with her knees bent forward. She leaned over me on
the commode. She braced herself on the tank with one arm and
put her head almost on my shoulder. Staring down at my
pounding cock, she pulled the front waistband of her panties
away from her body and down.
"Just do it in there when you're ready. Soak my pants and my
pussy all you want. But don't try and put it in or
anything," she cautioned me, as if in hesitant afterthought.
"And I want to see it when your cock squirts!"
"Here it is!" I said, breaking the near whisper that we had
been talking in previously, trying to catch my breath. The
first gush of love juice hit off-course, directly in her
navel, immediately cascading down her stomach toward the
broad, bare area just above the triangle of her bald cunt.
As I corrected my aim, the second gush intercepted the first
wad on its way down right at about where her little crack
began. Then, as my cock pulsed uncontrollably, I half stood
and guided it closer to her slit. I'm not sure if she leaned
forward or I stood up, but my stiff cock actually touched her
crack, the head burrowing slightly between her hairless,
little-girl cunt lips as it continued to spew its sperm.
As my warm semen squirted into her crack, little Cindy parted
her legs at the knees. My cock slipped in its own fluid
slowly down her crack. I felt her hole and the head of my
dick stopped right over it. I could have driven it in if I
wanted to, but I had promised her I wouldn't and I didn't
want to mess things up at this point. I looked Cindy
directly in the eye as my last few gushes of sperm squirted
directly into her cunt! Although she was staring at the
action taking place in her crotch, I could see that her eyes
were wide and kind of wild-looking. I held my dick there
until it was done.
Cindy stood up straight and let her panties go back into
position. They were dark with wetness all through the crotch
and front glistening in spots with my cum. She sat back on
the sink and spread her legs wide in front of me at about my
eye level. Pulling the crotch of her panties back to the
side, she inserted the tip of her index finger about halfway
into the gooey passage while she vigorously massaged her clit
with the other. As she fingered her hole, the jism I had
shot into her was oozing out and running down the crack of
her ass. Her finger began to move from her cunt to her
asshole, slipping a little deeper into each opening as her
knees began to sway wider and her eyes rolled back in her
head.
It was only a few moments until she started to spasm -- her
little body shook uncontrollably as she fingered her clit and
her hole. It thrilled me to watch this little girl make
herself cum in front of me. Even though I had just shot my
load, my peter had not gone soft. In fact, under the
stimulation of the show Cindy was putting on, it had started
getting hard again.
In a sudden wave of bravery, I stood between her legs and
positioned my cock directly in front of Cindy's wet little
slit. She slowly took her finger out of her cunt slot and
reached out to touch my hardening dick. She still held her
legs wide open and the crotch of her panties gathered off to
one side. I followed her lead as she slowly pulled me
forward with her slimy hand and placed the head of my cock in
the middle of her gushy pussy. I knew I was right over her
hole but I didn't push. I waited. Would she change her mind
and go all the way?
Cindy took the next step herself. She allowed her crotch to
slip forward ever so slightly, my cock finding a smooth
entrance into her well-lubricated cunt. She stopped just as
the head of my hard cock was about to enter her little
opening. "Please go easy. If it starts to hurt, stop," she
said, looking me once again directly in the eye.
I responded with a slight, steady pressure that resulted in a
small "pop" as the head of my cock slipped past the ring of
the entrance to her canal. I held it there. I couldn't
believe how hard it was just to catch my breath to talk.
Looking down between us, I was rewarded with an exciting view
of my scarlet cock and hairy balls slowly disappearing into
her fat little hairless pussy, coated with my come.
"Have you ever done this before?" I asked. "Well, sort of,"
she answered, "but it wasn't very nice."
Chapter IX
Cindy's Tales
I pushed a little more and my cock, its head now fully
engulfed in her tight passage, managed to sink in another
half inch. I knew I was supposed to be pumping my prick in
and out of her little pussy. I wasn't at the point where I
could pump yet, I was just trying to get it in so it didn't
hurt her. I was sure that once things were "settled," there
would be plenty of time for action. Also, there was her
brother in the next room; a scream or even a cry of pain may
cause an untold reaction.
So we talked. That's right -- talked! As she sat on the
vanity with her legs spread and my cock about a quarter of
the way into her cum-lubricated baby-girl cunt, we held a
conversation! She told me about the unpleasant experience
that had made her a "sort of" virgin.
"I was doing a school project on leaves," she said, "and I
wanted to get more leaves than anyone else in the class. I
came right home from school one day and rode my bike over to
Hillside Park. I thought I could find every kind of tree
there."
"I found a couple of new leaves, but I thought the best ones
were probably back where nobody looked. Even though I still
had my school dress on, I began to go back in the corners of
the park, where there are lots of bushes. In the second
bunch of bushes, I heard someone talking and got curious
about what someone else was doing way back there."
"As I moved over closer to the sounds, I sorta crouched down,
because I didn't want whoever it was to see me. I just
wanted to sorta spy on them. As I started to go around this
tree with real low limbs, I could see that there was some
kind of open area on the other side. Through the limbs, I
could see that two people were there, so I kinda squeezed
under the branches on my side of the tree and peeked through
the branches on the other side."
"A man and a woman were there, and I was shocked to see that
the woman had no shirt on. The man was talking to her and
rubbing her bazooms. This woman had really big bazooms, with
great big brown nipples. But her bazooms didn't droop down.
They stuck right out from her chest, like she had an
invisible bra on. Anyway, I kept looking and the man stopped
rubbing her bazooms and started pulling on her nipples. I
could see that he was pulling them way out from her bazooms
and then letting them go. And I noticed that the woman
didn't holler or complain. In fact, she didn't say anything.
As he pinched and pulled them, her nipples got bigger and
bigger."
"I knew I shouldn't be there, but I got afraid that they
would hear me if I tried to sneak away. And besides, I've
always been real interested in sex. I hoped I would get a
chance to see his peter if I stayed."
"Anyway, the man kept pulling on those huge nipples. After a
few minutes, it was like she had bazooms on the end of her
bazooms. Each brown circle had turned into a red-brown
mountain. And i could hear that he was talking real dirty to
the woman. Like he was saying she had 'great tits' and a
'fuckable mouth.' The woman kind of drifted down on her
knees then, and held her bazooms in her hands so the man
could keep pulling on her nipples. Her eyes were kinda crazy
looking -- real wide. And she was breathing real hard. But
she never said a word."
"Finally, the man told her to show him how good her mouth
was. She moved over to him on her knees and started doing
something to his pants. But his back was toward me, so I
couldn't see what she was doing. Then she leaned forward and
he started to make grunting noises. I heard him tell her she
had a big mouth and knew how to use it."
"I was so curious to see what she was doing that I moved over
closer to the open area. I was probably so interested in
seeing what was going on that I forgot to be careful to be
quiet. Anyway, about the same time that I could see that
the man's cock was sticking out of his pants and the woman
was licking it, the man said 'Come on out, little girl.'"
"At first I wanted to run, but then I decided that I would be
safe because the man already had a girl and the woman
wouldn't hurt me. So I stepped out from behind the tree
limbs and looked at them curiously."
"The man said that I was welcome to come over and watch how a
real woman takes care of her man. I was still a little
scared, so I only took a step or two closer, so I could get a
good look at his cock. And he had a big one, all slick from
the woman's licking and with a great big red knob at the
end."
"Then the man said that he was showing me his cock and his
girlfriend was showing me her tits, so I should show them my
pussy. Of course, I said no, but I was already thinking
about how my pussy was tingling. I thought I might just run
away from them and ride my bike home, rubbing my pussy on
the bicycle saddle until I got my cum."
I interrupted her then to ask how long she had been "getting
her cum." Cindy looked down at my prick slowly sliding back
into her bare cunny and told me that she had been rubbing her
pussy as long as she could remember, and had been able to get
her cookies since second grade.
"Anyway," she said, "the man told me to come on and pull up
my skirt and show them my panties. He said his girlfriend
would show me how easy it was. Immediately, the woman
stopped licking his dick, stood up and lifted her skirts to
show me she wasn't even wearing underpants. But her big bush
of hair made me ashamed to show mine."
"The man must have known I was thinking something like this,
because he said he personally preferred to be able to see the
shape of a girl's pussy, rather than have all that hair
hiding things. The woman dropped her skirts, got back down
on her knees, and started licking his prick again. I really
wanted to come closer to see what she was doing and to get a
good look at that big thing she had in her hands."
"I guess I thought about the old man on the bus then, because
I suddenly just decided to show them my underpants, so I
pulled my skirt up and let it fall down again. The man told
me that was a good start, but I needed to show him my 'naked
little cunt' if I was going to stay around to watch him
squirt his juice. And that did it, because I had really
wanted to see that happen ever since a girlfriend in first
grade had told me about seeing her uncle squirt stuff."
"So I pulled up my skirt with one hand and pulled down my
panties with my other hand and moved over closer to him so he
could see it. I felt kinda silly, but the man said that was
great and asked if I wanted to touch his cock. Actually, I
wanted to see his cock shoot its juice, but I was a little
bit interested in how that big old thing might feel, so I
nodded."
"The woman moved aside and held up her bazooms so the man
could pull on her nipples some more. She left that big pole
sticking straight out of his pants and waving in the air.
When I reached for his prick, my skirt fell down and covered
my pussy from his gaze. So then he pulled his prick out of
my reach and suggested I pull my underpants down around my
knees so I could show myself off with one hand. With one of
his hands, the man waved his cock at me in an inviting way.
With the other hand, he slowly pulled one of the woman's
nipples, then the other."
"By now, I just wanted to touch his big thing and see it
squirt, so I pulled my underpants all the way down, stepped
out of them, and tucked my skirt up into the waistband.
Since he could now see my bare pussy, legs, and butt, I
counted on him to let me touch his cock and watch it shoot
its load. As I stepped near him, he took his hand off his
cock so I could reach it."
"I reached out a little hesitantly, because I didn't really
know what to expect. The man's cock was so big that I
couldn't wrap my hand around it. Big veins were sticking out
all over it. I was surprised at how hard it was. But the
outside skin was warm and soft. I could feel the pulse of
his heartbeat as I held his big dick."
"Right after I started to touch him, I felt him touch me. I
jumped a bit, but he smiled at me and gave me some nice soft
strokes on my bottom and my pussy. I took my eyes off his
bouncing prick for a few seconds to look down at his big red
hand touching my little white pussy real gently."
"I guess I decided he'd be OK, so I started to jiggle his
cock the way I'd heard it was supposed to be done. I grabbed
the outside and moved the skin up toward the end. Then I
moved it back toward his belly. I couldn't see his balls,
but I was too shy to ask him to take them out for me."
"The man told me I was doing a fine 'hand job' and then he
said I had a real pretty pussy. I noticed the woman was
staring between my legs as the man stroked me there. She
spoke up for the first time and said she also thought I had a
nice little pussy, and she asked me to stand with my legs
apart so she could see it better."
"I was still concentrating on the feeling of this grown man's
prick in my hand, but I was also flattered that they thought
my little pussy was pretty. I shifted my position to adopt a
more open stance, and I felt the man's fingers immediately
drop between my legs. I also noticed that the woman was now
pulling her own nipples with one hand, while the other hand
was under her skirt. I guess she was masturbating while she
watched the man rub my little slit."
"But my attention was mostly on the big chunk of flesh in my
hand, and I used my other hand to help out. I was also
feeling pretty good because the man's continual stroking
motions were making my pussy lips open up. I thought maybe I
could get my cum while I jerked this guy off. I was getting
used to moving the skin up and down his dick when he started
trying to push his finger up my hole."
"At first, I was too surprised to do anything. Then, as I
felt his finger begin to force its way in, I started to yell.
In thinking back on it, I guess he never expected me to be a
virgin. But my yelling put an end to the whole party. He
looked around like he was real scared, then he tucked his
cock back in his pants, grabbed his girlfriend, and hurried
out of the park."
"I put my underpants back on and rode my bike home fast.
That night in the tub, I saw that my pussy was all red. And
I never got to see him squirt his stuff!"
"Well," I said, "you got to see me squirt my stuff a while
ago. And now you also know that not everything that gets
stuck into your pussy hurts."
Chapter X
Brothers and Sisters
Cindy smiled at me then, and asked me about my sex
experience. Remembering my promise, I decided to leave out
my episode with my sister. I told her that I had never even
seen a girl naked before except for the showering neighbor
and that fateful day I spied on her as she changed into her
swimming suit. I told her how I jacked off in her panties
and even took a pair home with me and did it there too.
Seemingly changing the subject, Cindy said, "Like, if you got
the chance, would you do it with your sister?"
"I don't think my sister would do it with me -- or anyone,
for that matter." I replied truthfully.
"She did it with Tim last week when she stayed over with me!"
she said, like a little girl tattling. "She thought I was
asleep, but I listened to the whole thing through the
bathroom door."
I felt the blood rush to my head. My sister, Susan, and Tim
actually fucking! By now, my cock was over halfway in little
Cindy's pussy and I was starting to pump it in and out. The
conversation was getting us both hot and we had to stop
frequently to catch our breath as we fucked. She described
the sound of the bed squeaking under Tim and Susan. She was
sure her mom would hear but she was, as usual, passed out
after having put away a bottle of wine. She even told of how
she stayed up until Susan was sound asleep and raised Susan's
nightgown and parted her panties to see if Tim had cum in
her. He had.
"So, like what then, would you do it with Susan if you
could?" she persisted.
"Would you do it with Tim?" I returned.
"Well, if something had happened and you wouldn't have stayed
over tonight, I would have tried to get Tim to let me jack
him off. I really wanted to see a guy shoot his stuff.
Like, I even had an extra key to the bathroom door made so
that I could open it when he got really into doing it
himself. That way he wouldn't tell me no, he would be too
horny. I don't think I would let him fuck me though. Maybe
I would. It would depend. Like maybe I would after I did it
with you and he did it with Susan, we could trade. I just
don't want to be the first girl on the block to fuck my own
brother, you know?" she rambled.
My cock was all the way into her now. I wasn't pumping full
strokes, just short thrusts. Her cunt was so tight around my
cock but it felt so warm and good. And her talking while I
was inside her made it jiggle.
"Here, let me show you what I would do to my sister Susan if
I had the chance." I slowly withdrew my cock from her cunt
and stood her up in front of the vanity. With a hand on each
side of her panties, I pulled the wet garmet down over her
hips. They dropped to the floor where she stepped out of
them. I started to lift the cotton bra over her head and she
stopped me. "Susan probably let your brother see her tits.
Hell, she went to bed with him and let him fuck her, didn't
she?"
She slipped the bra over her head by herself. Just as I
remembered, her tits were pointy little mounds. Compared to
the ones Tim and I had ogled in girlie magazines, they were
obviously in the early stages of development.
Then I turned her around so that she faced the full
surrounding mirrors of the vanity. She got the idea and
stood with her feet apart and her hands bracing herself on
the sink. Dropping to my knees behind her, I looked at
Cindy's wide-open cunt from close range. I ran my finger up
and down her naked little pussy slit, gently at first, and
then more firmly. Cindy indicated her approval by wiggling
her butt and dropping her head to peer back at me through her
legs. As I rubbed her cum-soaked pussy lips, I pushed my
lubricated finger a little way into her asshole, a little way
into her cunt hole, and finished by rubbing her clit with a
circular caress, trying to duplicate the motion my sister had
shown me.
Standing up again, I entered her from behind, watching my
straining dick push between her hairless cunt lips while her
asshole winked its excited approval.
The whole obscene show was visible in the mirror to both of
us. We could see my newly-stiff cock slipping in and out of
her slippery, wet, hairless little cunt. Her little pointy
nipples were bulging as I reached around to squeeze them
while I fucked her. The feel of her smooth soft little ass
against my newly acquired pubic hair was terrific to me, and
I hoped she could feel it too. This collage of sights and
sensations and sights set off a burst of phrases about our
incestuous fantasies.
"I want to jack off Tim while Susan jacks you off!" she
exclaimed.
"I'll fuck Susan right in front of you while your brother
fucks you from behind like this. By the way, it must have
been him that jacked off in your clean panties because I only
used the ones in the hamper."
She sort of froze for a second. "Really?" she asked, almost
as if doubting herself as much as what I was telling her.
"He's been doing it in my panties too? OOOHHHhhhhhhh ..."
She started the spasms again that had shaken her little body
earlier when she masturbated in front of me.
Her cunt tightened around my cock and I started once again to
pump -- long, full strokes that drove the head of my teenage
member against the rear wall of the little girl's cunt. Her
feet were now wide apart and far back from the vanity. Her
upper body was almost horizontal, her immature swollen
nipples pointing straight down as she braced herself with her
arms. My hands were on her waist where I now slid her up and
down on my cock.
In a few moments, I erupted into her, sending stream after
stream of hot teenage cum deep into her. Even as I looked in
the mirror and saw Tim peeking through the partially open
door, I continued to squirt into his little sister. Cindy
saw him too, but stopped twisting her rump against me only
when my cock started going soft and missed its mark, slipping
up the front of her crack.
Chapter XI
Cindy and Tim
"Nice talk!" Tim said with a smile after he knew from the eye
contact that we had both seen him. Cindy, still out of
breath, turned and grabbed for her bra, ignoring the globs of
jism that were squishing out of her cunt as she stood and
dripped down her leg.
"Guess this makes us even as far as sister-fucking goes, eh?"
Tim grinned at me.
I sensed that there was no problem -- this was the first
major experience that Tim and I hadn't shared as long as we
knew each other. But now that the proverbial cat was out of
the bag, there was no tension. Even Cindy felt it and turned
and sat on the vanity without even bothering to pick up her
panties. But she did cover her tits ... she was sensitive
about those!
Tim stood before his sister, clad only in his jockey shorts,
unlike me who was still wearing a tee shirt. "Are you
serious about doing it with me?" he asked her.
"First, I want you to jack off in front of Steve and me," she
said, "after all, you watched us do it for real. You will
tell us all about what you did with Susan. Then we will see
if I am horny enough to let you squirt it up inside of me."
Pretty soon, Tim was completely naked, sitting on the toilet.
Cindy sat on the vanity with her legs apart, an occasional
globule of cum seeping from her gaping bald cunt, as she
massaged her slimy pussy-lips. I sat on the side of the
bathtub, feeling myself up as Tim described fucking my
sister.
"It was Susan's idea," said Tim, starting a slow beat on his
fat prick. "I had kinda gotten into the habit of sneaking
off to Susan's bathroom when I was over at your house and
jerking off into a pair of her underpants. I had just gotten
started when Susan walked in."
I remembered waiting out in the pool at the time and
wondering why Tim was in the bathroom for so long.
"When she walked in on me, I was kinda stunned, but Susan
just grinned and said there was no need for me to do that all
myself. She just sorta took charge then. She closed and
locked the door and turned on a portable radio to some soft-
rock station. Then she turned me around toward that full-
length mirror on the back of her door and stood beside me.
She told me to put my hands behind my back because she was
going to be doing the jacking-off for both of us."
"God, it was so intense!" said Steve, as he gave his prick a
few quick squeezes and stared at his sister's cum-soaked
pussy. "She grabbed my dick right at the bottom and started
these long, squeezing strokes. At the same time, she reached
under her skirt with her other hand and started doing
herself."
"I asked her if I could see her cunt, but she said there
wasn't time for all that. She said if I could jack off in
her underpants, I could just wait for some better time to see
her pussy. I thought it was real neat that a girl could say
'pussy' and 'jack off.'"
"Anyway, she just kept up these long strokes on my cock and I
started to come, spewing my sperm all over the mirror. Susan
must have been pretty busy under her dress, too, because she
suddenly took her hand off my peter and kinda bent over at
the waist with a groan."
"Then," said Tim, "she just gave me this big smile and told
me we'd have to get together again some time. And she walked
out of the bathroom, leaving me to tuck my dick back in my
pants and clean up the mess."
As I listened to this story about my little sister's
behavior, I couldn't believe it, but I felt my dick beginning
to get hard again. And Cindy had returned to her spread-leg,
pussy-twiddling posture on the vanity.
"So what about the fucking?" Cindy asked breathlessly.
"Well," said Tim, "you know that Susan begged you to invite
her over for the night the next weekend."
"Yeah," said Cindy, "I thought that was kinda suspicious,
since I don't have many girls a year older wanting to spend
the night with me."
Tim continued, "Susan stopped me in the hall before dinner
and said she'd be coming into my room for a good fucking
later and didn't want me spewing my juice with a jack-off.
Of course, hearing that kind of dirty talk made me have a
stiff dick for the rest of the evening."
"When we went to bed, I just wore a pair of underwear and my
prick was sticking out of the fly the whole time I was
brushing my teeth. I wanted to jerk off, but I was afraid
Susan wouldn't let me fuck her."
"By the time she came in, I was almost asleep. But I woke
right up when I felt her run her hand over my stomach in the
dark. She said that she was not sure Cindy was really
asleep, but she couldn't wait any longer. She told me to get
out of bed, so she could lie in the middle of the bed. I was
kinda concerned about doing 'foreplay' right, but Susan was
in too much of a hurry. She just pulled her nightgown up,
pulled her underpants down to her ankles, and lay back on the
bed with her knees apart. She told me to 'give her some
stiff meat real quick' and I skinned out of my underpants
real fast."
"It was too dark to see much, but Susan just she grabbed my
dick and stuck it in. Then she put her arms around me and
started hunching. It took me a couple of seconds to get the
timing right, but I started pumping so I was going in while
she was hunching up. It felt better than any jack-off I've
ever done. But I was only able to do about ten or fifteen
strokes before I felt myself coming. Thank heavens Susan was
ahead of me, I guess, because she started shivering and
shaking as soon as I stuck in my prick. When I squirted my
stuff inside her, she sorta went crazy, grabbing my butt so
hard I thought she would split me up along my backside."
As Tim talked, I tried hard to picture Susan jacking him off
and later going to bed with him. I decided then and there
that I was going to fuck my sister too, just like Tim was
going to fuck his.
"But now," Tim said, "I'm gonna come."
Then Tim started a faster, even beat of stroking up and down
on his cock which I knew from experience meant he was going
to cum. Cindy hopped down from the vanity and straddled his
lap as the first wad shot high into the air, splattering all
over her flat stomach. As it dripped obscenely down her
belly, another wad hit her little-girl crack and instantly
started to form a long, thick drop, reaching downward but not
separating. Then Cindy lowered herself on her brother's cock
and started doing knee bends while he emptied himself into
her.
They looked into each other's eyes as they fucked. Then I
realized that I had brought myself to the brink of orgasm. I
stood and looked for an appropriate repository for my brewing
jism -- then I found it. Cindy was bent over her brother,
his cock still moving in and out of her hairless little hole
like a piston. The cheeks of her butt were spread and her
tight little asshole was exposed to my view. I pressed my
cock against her asshole and felt the tip of the head begin
to enter as I shot my wad.
I stepped back to watch, as the my sperm rolled down from her
asshole to combine with the cum oozing out of her crack and
then down her brother's cock, splitting into two streams at
his balls and continuing down the inside of his thighs. He
was forcing wads of it back up into her cunt with his
strokes. With a big shudder, Cindy came once again, but only
after sinking her tongue deep into her brother's mouth. They
kissed until she climbed off his wilting stalk.
It took a while for us all to realize what we had just
experienced. And the talk immediately turned to including
Susan in our next encounter.
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