mcarlsso%sdcc13@ucsd.edu (Mars) (02/27/91)
This is a fantasy about incest between two fifteen-year-old boys and their
twelve and thirteen-year old sisters. The story is erotic fiction. It is
based on a collage of fantasies and experiences related to me by anonymous
readers. If this type of fantasy offends you... read no further.
KIDCEST
Part I
by Steve Jensen
First Encounters of the Best Kind
Scott and I grew up together. Literally. We had lived in the same town since
we were old enough to remember, were in the same classes through grade school,
junior high and now high school. We had a lot of things in common; we were
both 15 - our birthdays were two months apart. We both had a younger sister --
mine was now 13; his would be 13 a month later.
Scott and I did a lot of stuff together -- literally exploring our smalltown
universe for over a decade -- but it never included our sisters. Little
sisters are always just there. Nothing you notice except when they got into
your stuff or in some other little girl way, cause you grief.
But when Scott's sis turned twelve, something started to change. I started to
notice her. When I would jack off, there was always a pair of her panties that
I had stolen from the clothes hamper in their bathroom that I would use to
shoot my gooey teenage cum into.
Then I would sneak them back into the hamper next time I was there.
Whenever I looked at Cindy, I wondered if she was wearing a pair of panties
that at one time had held my semen. After I had done this quite a few times, I
was almost sure that she was. Too bad they had been washed. Nevertheless, the
thought still aroused me.
Her panties, at least when I started doing this, were little-girl style:
Cotton print, sometimes white, sometimes lace around the brim. Then, all of a
sudden there were different ones -- these were bikini style - still cotton -
but a definite indicator that Cindy was coming of age. There is nothing that I
would not do to see her in a pair of those panties.
Cindy was blonde, her hair always cut in a precision straight line across the
bangs and the back, never a hair out of place. Her big brown eyes always cast
a look of innocence and a hint of shyness. Scott, shared his sisters big brown
eyes but had a matching dark brown head of hair that gave him a very wholesome
look. You could tell that Scott and Cindy were brother and sister at the first
glance, though.
One night when I stayed overnight at Scott's, it happened. Cindy and I noticed
each other. It was at the dinner table. Scott was talking to his mom and I
had glanced across the table at Cindy. She looked at me, our glances locked
for what seemed like minutes. We were both totally out of touch with our
surroundings. As I looked into her eyes, my thoughts were of her panties. 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 she was understanding what I was thinking
when our private telepathic conversation was interrupted by her brothers
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 made a shy smile and then
looked away upon hearing her brothers voice.
Later, Cindy came into the TV room wearing her pajamas - a flannel short gown
that came down about mid thigh. As she lay on her stomach in front of the TV,
I could get an occasional glance of her panties which I instantly recognized as
ones that I had cum in more on more than one occasion. Their mom had already
gone to bed, having finished her customary bottle of wine, and we were staying
up watching Nightmare on Elm Street. I continued to get brief, occasional
glances of her panties as she would reposition herself on the floor. Sometimes
I got a peek of inner thigh or of smooth round buttocks protruding from beneath
the leg band. I tried not to make myself obvious when I stole these peeks,
unsure of what Scott would do if he caught me eyeing up his sister. But that
stopped becoming a problem when Scott got up to go to the bathroom.
And I guess it 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 pajamas 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
was sure that this exhibitionism was accidental and that she had no idea she
was arousing me tremendously, she changed positions again, this time spreading
her legs widely apart, now giving me a complete view of her crotch. Damn! She
had to know what she was showing me, didn't she?
I could have sworn that I saw a wet spot where her crack was under her panties.
Maybe she was aware of me and wanted to explore as bad as I did. How could I
find out? But as I contemplated the question while still enjoying the view,
she shifted again, this time blocking my view completely. Oh well, for the
better, I thought, because Scott entered the room a second later. Shortly
after that, Cindy stood and announced that she would see us both tomorrow. In
a way, I was relieved. I needed to find a quiet place to jack off and would
have to wait for Scott to fall asleep before that would be possible.
It seemed like it was hours before I had the courage to test Scott's slumber,
shaking him slightly, asking him if he were still awake. When I was convinced
that he was not, I got out of bed, dressed only in my jockey shorts and tee
shirt, and quietly walked to the bathroom that separated Scott's room from
Cindy's. I hoped that there would be a fresh pair of her panties in the hamper
as I opened the door. I was halfway in the bathroom before I realized that
Cindy was already in there, wearing only her panties and a cotton bra-type top.
"Sorry!," I said starting to back out of the bathroom.
"No, it's okay," she replied. "Is Scott asleep?" she asked me in a whisper.
I told her I was pretty sure that he was. She checked, and satisfied that he
was in fact soundly sleeping, locked the bathroom door from his side first,
then hers. It seemed like forever until she said to me, "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, and I figured it out."
She must have sensed my discomfort as she revealed my secret. "But like it is
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 guys
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 her hamper.
We talked a little, my dick got tremendously stiff. She admitted to teasing me
earlier. I asked if she was a virgin and she said that she was, 'kinda'.
"Shit," I thought. I asked if she would like to "do some stuff" with me and
she said that she was not ready to go all the way yet but that she would like
for me to cum in her panties... while she wore them. I thought I would shoot
off right there.
But then 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.
But if we were in the bathroom and heard her mom enter the bedroom, I could
always go out the other door into Scott's room and she would never know.
Cindy sat up on the vanity directly across from the commode. "Well," she
asked me, "you better start doing it before tomorrow gets here already."
The moment of truth. Was I horny enough to drop my shorts in front of a
twelve-year old girl and start jacking off while she watched? It seemed kinda
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 wasteband
and dropped the shorts to the floor, stepping out of them. With one hand I
began to slowly stroke the length of my cock. I took the other and reached for
Cindy's panties, ready to help her out of them. She pulled away.
"I am 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 and she said that when I
was ready to cum, she would pull them out and then let me shoot in them. She
explained again that she was not ready to go all the way and was not going to
take a chance on something happening, not just yet. I didn't want to blow it
so I backed off a little. But standing and jacking off and watching myself and
my panty clad little friend in the mirror was making me go soft. She noticed,
watching my cock intently.
"I am making you nervous, right?", She asked.
"Embarrassed is more like it," I responded. "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 it's rigidity in anticipation of viewing the little
girl's slit.' 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 from one side to the other exposing her
hairless slit. It was beautiful. She continued to pull her panties across and
up so that now I could see the tuft of soft blonde down that slightly graced
the top of her pussy.
Holding the panties out of the way with her left hand, she spread her legs. My
God, I could see pink. The inside of her slit glistened. And there it was:
the tiny bud of her clitoris above the little hole that was 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. She asked
me what I thought about when I did that. I told her that as of late, it had
been her, just like she was, naked or in panties. She had started to massage
the bud above her hole while she watched me.
I asked her what she would have done if it had been her brother that had been
cumming in her panties and she said, "Oh probably nothing." She explained that
it was just kind of inconvenient having her clean panties soiled too (realizing
once again then that I had not been doing anything to her clean panties). She
told me how she had spied on her brother in the changing room by their swimming
pool and had peeped through a crack in the blinds to watch him jack off. She
said that she was frustrated because just before he came, he turned and shot
his wad into a pair of jockey shorts. She had really wanted to see what it
looked like when he squirted but she only got to see his butt twitch as he got
off.
And how she one time got naked and masturbated in her room while she knew her
brother was watching through the partially open door. He didn't know she was
intentionally putting on a show for him. I asked her why, if she was not
wanting to do anything with him and she explained that it made her excited
knowing someone was watching and that he couldn't do anything anyway because
their mom was up at the time so she felt safe.
I felt myself nearing an explosion as I watched her manipulate herself. She
must have sensed it from watching me because she suddenly stood, her legs now
together at the knees but her feet wide apart, her knees bent forward as she
leaned over me on the commode. She braced herself on the tank with one arm and
with the other on her front wasteband, held her panties away from her body and
down slightly. I now had a close-up aerial view of her little mound.
"Just do it in there when you're ready. Soak it 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 you squirt!"
"Here it is!" I said, breaking the near whisper that we had been talking in
previously, trying to catch my breath. The first gush hit off course directly
in her navel, immediately cascading down her stomach toward the patch of hair
above her cunt. As I corrected my aim, the second intercepted the first wad on
its way down right at about where her sprouting patch of fur started. Then, as
my cock gushed uncontrollably, I half stood and guided it closer to her slit.
I am not sure if she leaned forward or I stood up, but my cock actually touched
her crack, the head burrowing slightly between her hairless little cunt lips as
it continued to spew sperm.
As my warm semen squirted into her crack, her legs parted at the knees. My
cock slipped in it's 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 that I wouldn't and I didn't want to mess things up
at this point. I looked her directly in the eye as my last few gushes of sperm
squirted directly into Cindy's cunt! I held it 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 to one side, she
inserted the tip of her index finger about half the way into the gooey passage
while she vigorously massaged her clit with the other. As she fingered her
hole, the jism that I had shot up into her was oozing out and running down the
crack of her ass.
It took but a few minutes until she started to spasm -- her little body shook
uncontrollably as she fingered her hole. In a sudden wave of bravery, I stood
between her legs and positioned my cock directly against her wet little slit.
She removed the finger that was in her hole and held her legs wide open, the
crotch of her panties still gathered up in one, held off to one side, while she
supported herself on the sink with the other. I placed my cock over her hole
but didn't push, I waited. Would she change her mind and go all the way?
She allowed herself to slip forward ever so slightly, my cock finding a smooth
entrance into her well lubricated cunt. She stopped just as the head was about
to clear the opening and bury itself in her little girl pleasure. "Please be
gentle. 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.
"Have you ever done this before?" I asked.
"Yes." she answered, "but it wasn't very nice. The guy was real pushy and it
hurt."
I pushed a little more and my cock, it's head now fully engulfed in her very
tight passage, managed to sink in another half inch. Somehow, instinctively, I
knew that I was supposed to be pumping her. I wasn't at the point where I
could pump yet, I was just trying to get it in so that it didn't hurt her and 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 cunt, we held a conversation!
She told me about the first attempt that had been so painful. The place was
bad -- the back seat of a car behind the bowling alley where everyone hung out
-- the guy, a 19 year old jock from the local junior college, was in a big
hurry to claim his prize. All she had really wanted to do when they started
was jack him off but things got out of hand, so to speak, and she ended up with
an 85 pound body trying to resist 185 pounds of jock. The boy ended up cumming
only seconds after his enormous cock ravaged her virgin hole. She didn't even
get to accomplish what she had really set out to do... watch him cum.
I told her that I had never even seen a girl naked before except a few real
brief glimpses of my sister a long time ago. I told her how I jacked off in
her panties and even took a pair home with me and did it there too.
"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.
"She did it with Scott last week when she stayed over with me." She said, in
an informative tone, like a little girl tattling. She thought that 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 Scott actually
fucking! By now, My cock was over half way in and I was starting to pump. The
conversation was getting us both hot and we would have to stop frequently and
catch our breath as we fucked. She told me that Susan still didn't know that
she knew and described the details of the sound of the bed squeaking. She was
sure that her mom would hear but she was, as usual, passed out after having put
away a bottle of wine. That's why she didn't want to do it in her room. She
even told of how she stayed up until Susan was sound asleep and she raised her
nightgown and parted her panties to see if her brother 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 Scott?" I returned.
"Well, if something had happened and you wouldn't have stayed over tonight, I
would have tried to get Scott to let me jack him off. 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 them 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. Her tits were pointy little
mounds. Compared to the ones Scott and I had ogled in girlie magazines, they
were obviously in the early stages of development. 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 had her hands bracing herself on the sink. I entered
her from behind.
The whole obscene show was visible in the mirror to both of us -- my cock
slipping in and out of her slippery, wet, hairless little cunt. An occasional
view of my balls as they swung against the edge of the vanity when we got too
close. Her little pointy tits as I let them squeeze between my fingers while I
fucked her. The feel of her smooth soft little ass against my newly acquired
pubic hair. A collage of sights and sensations and sights peppered with
phrases of our incestuous fantasies.
"I want to jack off Scott while Susan jacks you off!" she exclaimed.
"I'll fuck Susan right in front of you while your brother takes 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 shook 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 little titties 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.
I erupted in her sending stream after stream of hot teenage cum deep into her.
Even as I looked in the mirror and saw Scott peeking through the partially open
door, I continued to squirt into the girl. She saw him too, but stopped
twisting her rump only when my cock started going soft and would miss it's
mark, slipping up the front of her crack, on every other stroke.
"Nice talk!" Scott said with a smile after he knew from the eye contact that we
had both seen him. Cindy, still out of breath, turned and reached for her bra
top, 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?"
I sensed that there was no problem -- this was the first major experience that
Scott 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!
Scott 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 talk about what you did with Susan.
Then we will see if I am horny enough to let you squirt it up inside of me."
Scott was soon completely naked, sitting on the toilet. Cindy sat on the
vanity with her legs apart, an occasional globule of cum seeping from her cunt.
I sat on the side of the bathtub, feeling myself up as Scott described fucking
my sister. It was her idea. She caught him jacking off at our house with her
panties in our bathroom. I was out in the pool at the time and wondered why
Scott was in the bathroom for so long... she was jacking him off. They didn't
chance fucking then but she had begged Cindy to invite her over for the night
the next weekend (which, incidentally, had made Cindy suspicious).
As Scott 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 Scott was going to fuck his.
Then he 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 him 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 crack and instantly started to form a long, thick drop reaching
downward but not separating. Then she 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, for a while, lost in each
other's thoughts. 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 hole like a piston. The cheeks of her butt were spread and her
tight little asshole was exposed to my view. I shot my wad hitting her
directly on target. I watched as the cum dripped down 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. She came once again, but only after sinking her tongue deep into
her brother's mouth. They kissed until she climbed off.
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.
Continued in KIDCEST2
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