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Little Sis Cindy 1/2 [mf,pedo,teen,inc,con]
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.
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** This file is a story about teens and preteens having incestuous sex. **
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My Little Sister Cindy
By: The Whole Nine Yards
Last summer, Scott and I were already fifteen. We were best friends
and lived on the outskirts of a small town. We were sophomores
attending one of the local all boy high schools in the neighboring
city. That fall our school was on its way to becoming coed. We both
were all-for-it as we discovered that it wasn't easy finding a girlfriend
when you were surrounded by guys all day long.
The summer was great. Everyday we would find new places to
explore and fun things to do. At night, I usually would come over to
Scott's house and we would watch MTV. Scott and I both had little
eight year old sisters. We never really talked about (or to) our sisters.
They were always just there, getting into your stuff or some other kid
sister activity.
Scott and I both had a pretty good collection of nudie magazines.
We would often go to the local recycling center and look through
what people got rid of. Mostly we found Playboy and Penthouse.
Besides looking at the pictures, we enjoyed reading the fiction or even
better, the letters.
At the beginning of the summer, we found a magazine written in
another language that was considerably more hardcore than most.
Besides the normal pictures, there were pictures of younger girls
ranging from eighteen all the way down to about seven. Mostly they
were photographed merely posing naked, but in a few shots they were
actually being fucked by older men. Some of the men fucking them,
actually weren't men at all but young boys about the same age. In
some instances, they even looked like brother and sister.
We were never consciously aware that this actually took place
although we ve heard cracks about it at school. We were both
cringing aloud at the thought at fucking younger girls, especially if
they were our sisters. That just didn't seem to be right.
After toying with the thought for a few days, I approached Scott.
"Would you ever fuck your sister?"
"I don't know," he replied, "Even if I did want to, she would never
want to fuck me."
"Why not?"
"She probably doesn't even know what sex is yet. Why, would you?"
"Sure . . . if I had the chance. Cindy would have to instigate it
though."
"Stop dreaming. It would never happen."
"Yeah, you re probably right . . ." I said. Just then the phone rang. It
was for me. I had to go eat dinner.
At the dinner table, I didn't do much eating. I was busy thinking
about what it would be like to have sex with my little sister.
Thoughts were racing through my mind; thoughts about how I would
go about doing it even though I didn't even make up my mind yet
whether or not I wanted to.
I looked across the table at her. She was attractive, even for an eight
year old. Her wavy hair was light brown and came down to about her
shoulder blades. She had big, baby blue eyes and a cute smile that
displayed her perfectly straight teeth. She was wearing an oversized
T-shirt and loose fitting white shorts.
She was body shy toward me for the most part and I've never seen
her in the nude. From then on, I was determined to at least get her
naked so I could get an eyeful. I decided what would happen then I
would worry about then.
I wondered if I should tell Scott. Would he help me or hinder me? I
made up my mind that this would stay between her and me.
After dinner, I told Scott that I couldn't come over because my
parents were going away together on a business trip for the weekend
and I had to stay home and babysit my sister.
I watched TV in the family room for awhile and Cindy came out of
her room at about nine o'clock and sat down beside me on the
couch. She had changed into her nightgown which consisted of
panties and a T-shirt that came down to about mid-thigh.
Unfortunately, she sat in such a way where I could not see her
panties. After a couple of minutes, I asked her if she wanted to play
a game.
"Cindy, do you know how to play truth or dare? I asked."
"Me and my friends play it all the time, she replied, I go first.
Truth: Do you have girlfriends or any girl you really like?"
"Yes, but all the girls I like only exist in magazines."
"No, she said smiling, I mean girls that live around here."
"Well, not really." I paused. "I really like you," I said with a straight
face. There was silence. She looked at me with a slightly puzzled
look. But she also looked proud. Proud that out of everyone else, I
said I liked her. I smiled at her and said "Okay, it s my turn right?
Okay, hmm . . . . . I dare you to take off your shirt for the rest of the
game."
"Okay," she piped as she pulled off her T-shirt and exposed her
chest. She had no tits at all. Her nipples were little pink points that
projected outward from her bosom. Although her tits were small, I
felt like kissing and sucking on her nipples until they turned red and
erect.
Also when she pulled off her shirt she gave me an unobstructed view
of her little, white cotton panties. She was sitting Indian style on the
couch facing me and I thought I could see the outline of her little slit
from under the cotton. By this time my cock was hard as a rock and
I was becoming a little light-headed from the excitement. She looked
directly into my eyes, smiling the whole time.
"My turn," she said. "Dare: Okay big brother, now I want you to take
off your shirt and shorts."
I hesitated for a moment and then obliged. I pulled off my shirt and
undid my button and zipper, dropped my shorts and threw both of
them aside. I was now only wearing my boxers and my hard-on was
projecting prominently outward as I stood in front of her. She stared
at it in awe and I sat back down and pulled her toward me and
began to kiss her deeply. She offered no resistance and started
kissing back as I shoved my tongue into her mouth. I slowly laid her
down on the soft couch, now on top of her still kissing madly.
I lowered my mouth and began to kiss and suck on her nipples. As
one hand supported her from behind and the other started to remove
her panties. I stuck my hand inside and began rubbing her pussy lips
and her clit. She was moaning like a little puppy-dog. I was ready to
continue but I paused for a moment to catch my breath and asked
her, "Do you want me to stop?"
"No, please don't," she responded in a low voice, almost a whisper.
I grasped the elastic waistband of her panties and she lifted her small
behind off the couch and I removed them completely. She was now
completely naked lying there before me.
Her young preteen pussy was beautiful. Her lips were wet and
glistening from her sexual excitement and were completely hairless!
Her hole was incredibly small and pink and the delicate bud of her
clit could be seen peeking through at the top of her slit.
I was hotter than I ever was and felt my stiff prick quaking in my
boxers. Cindy had now spread her legs and I leaned down to dip
into the honey.
I hadn't done any pussy licking before so my only frame of reference
was what I learned in books and magazines. I inserted my tongue in
the bottom of her slit and slurped upwards. Cindy let out a long
moan. I began sticking my tongue in and out of her hole quickly,
lapping up her pussy juice. Cindy's moans became louder and more
frequent. It seemed that she was about to get her cookies so I
paused momentarily and then started up again, avoiding licking her
clit, until I brought her to the edge once more. I did this a few times,
but she didn't want me to stop so she brought her hand up and
pushed against the back of my head. It was then when I started my
work on the bud of her clit, circumscribing it with my tongue while at
the same time sucking and licking it directly. Her pelvis began to
thrust upwards, rubbing her pussy juice up and down my whole face.
I continued massaging her clit as her legs wrapped around my head
and she began squealing in extascy as her first orgasm rushed through
her little body.
Passion controlled me now and I stood up and dropped my boxers,
letting my rock hard cock spring out awkwardly. Cindy looked on in
lustful desire and squealed with delight as I brought my blood
engorged organ close to her face. I allowed her to stare at it momen-
tarily and then said, "I want you to use your mouth the way I did.
Take--" I was interrupted as the sat up and took the tip of my eight-
incher into her mouth and began licking and sucking it. She paused
after a few seconds and smiled up at me as if she wanted recognition.
I smiled back at her and nodded in approval as I let my right hand
reach behind her ass to rub her pussy lips together. After about a
minute of this I was about to cum, so I told her to stop a sec while I
regained my composure. I had to look away and think of hospitals
and cemeteries to avoid cumming on the spot.
When my heart slowed some I got up and led her by the hand to my
bedroom. I laid down on my bed and Cindy immediately followed
climbing on top of me. She leaned forward, and started madly kissing
me, pressing her lips hard against mine. My cock was pinned
between us, rubbing against her hairless, slippery, preteen twat. She
was letting out small moans constantly. I took my right hand and
placed my cock at the entrance to her cunt. She was so tight that I
couldn't get it in! She realized the problem and wrapped her legs
around the small of my back concentrating all her weight on my cock.
It slowly made its way in as she leaned forward and continued kissing
me. I started thrusting my pelvis slowly and she responded by
controlling her cunt muscles. It felt as if she was milking my dick.
She was loose on the way in and exceptionally tight on the way out.
After a short while, I reached the restriction of her cherry. I reached
down and began rubbing the bud of her clit, while still pumping, now
faster, into her well-lubricated cunt. I was getting close to orgasm
and so was she. After a little more rubbing I finally gave one big
push and broke through her maidenhead and deposited my load,
coating her love canal with white, hot cum. At the same time, she
started bucking and thrashing, this way and that, yelling out in
pleasure as a second full-fledged orgasm tore through the third-
grader's petite body.
We both collapsed from exhaustion, my dick still firmly placed in her
cunt and slept soundlessly all night.
I awoke in the morning to find Cindy laying beside me, her head
against my chest, sleeping peacefully with such an innocent look on
her face.
Wow, what a fuck! Not only was this my first time doing anything
with an eight-year-old girl, it was my first time doing anything with
any girl! Even though I only had my hand to compare with, I
couldn't imagine it getting much better!
To be continued . . .
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