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And thus we begin the story... 
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01sister {Moon Dragon} (g-solo, inc, 1st-oral)
"Sweet Sister" Copyright Moon Dragon 2007

Danielle was sitting at the breakfast table, eating a bowl of Corn flakes, as her mother
came hopping up the basement steps from the laundry room. She was fighting to put
on her left shoe with her right hand, holding a briefcase in the other hand, and
carrying a cel phone wedged under her ear all the while. She was trying, as usual, to
accomplish half a dozen different things all at the same time, preferably without
throwing herself down the stairs in the process. 

"I told you already, Archie," she was saying, "It's my daughters ninth birthday
tomorrow, and I have too much to do..." 

Andrea switched the phone from one ear to the other as she poured herself a cup of
coffee. 

"Of course I know how important this Fulton account is for us" she said, rolling her
eyes. Andrea had almost landed the account singlehandedly, "There's nothing I can do
today that can't wait til Monday morning. I got to pick up my daughters cake from the
bakery before it closes for the evening." 

She added sugar to her coffee and headed for the door. 

"No, I can't pick up the cake on Monday morning, you idiot, because her party's on
Saturday. If you'd been listening to me you'd know that. Hang on a sec..." 

Andrea grabbed her car keys from the hook, and turned to look at Danielle. 

"Don't let your brother sleep in all day," she said as she opened the door, "Tell him I
want that lawn mowed by the time I get home this evening. If he doesn't get it done,
he's got no chance in hell of going up to the lake with his friends tonight." 

Danielle grinned and nodded as her mother went back to her conversation. 

"Listen, Archie," she said patiently, "No! I can't say it any more simply than that. No!
I WILL NOT WORK LATE THE DAY BEFORE MY DAUGHTERS BIRTHDAY.
You can write it off, because it ain't gonna happen. Screw you too." 

Carrying her empty bowl to the kitchen sink, Danielle smiled as her mom left. Her
dad had only passed away a few years ago, and they all still missed him, but her mom
had really come into her own since then. At first Andrea had been terrified, without
any idea of how she was gonna provide for them all by herself, but she had gotten a
raise at work only shortly after their dads accident, and that had helped. It wasn't a lot
but it got them by. 

It was up to her to be both mother and father all of a sudden, though, and she'd really
jumped into the role with both feet. She worked hard for her pay check, and not only
did she get the bills paid on time each month but she'd bloomed as a person too. She
was a whole lot stronger now, she took no shit from nobody, and if she wanted
something she did whatever it took to get it. 

Danielle wanted to be just like her mom when she grew up, and she was growing fast.
She'd be nine years old tomorrow, and as her mother was always lamenting, nine was
already too close to nineteen. Like any other girl her age, though, nineteen meant little
to Danielle. As long as she had her skipping ropes and her cartoons to watch, she was
content to be nine forever. 

Wandering into the living room, Danielle turned on the television to watch some of
those same cartoons, but she couldn't find anything interesting. Today was only
Friday, and most of her preferred shows didn't come on until Saturdays. Normally,
she'd have been in school anyway, but summer vacation had just started and there was
nothing on to watch. 

Without anything better to do, Danielle went upstairs into her moms room to watch a
DVD, as the video player in the living room had been acting funny for a week or
more. It was probably just a faulty cord or something like that, but her mom hadn't
gotten around to picking up a replacement one yet. She had planned on watching the
disc that her mom had given her that morning as an early birthday present. It was a
'Live In Concert' DVD featuring Hilary Duff, her favorite singer. 

Danielle hit the button on the DVD player to eject the disc tray, but once it had
opened, she could see that there was already a disc in the machine, labeled 'Hank and
Andrea 2002.' Danielle knew that her dad had spent a fair amount of time converting
all of their old home videos onto DVD, and her mother always told everyone that she
watched them sometimes, because it often made her feel like Hank was still with her. 

She left the DVD in the machine, Hilary Duff forgotten for the moment, and found
the remote to start the disc playing. The video started with her mom; she seemed to be
sleeping. Actually, it looked as if she was asleep in her own bed, right here in this
bedroom. The videos time stamp said 11:23pm. That seemed to be normal, her mom
was usually in bed by ten, when she had to get up early the next day. But what was
her dad doing filming her mom when she was sleeping? Suddenly she could hear her
fathers voice speaking on the video. 

"Andie," he whispered, "Whatcha doing?" 

Danielle thought that was a rather silly question, as it seemed pretty clear what 'Andie'
was doing. At half past eleven, what else would she be doing? 

"Come on sweety," her father continued, "I can see you aren't really sleeping." 

She wasn't? Danielle looked closer, and sure enough, a tiny smile was playing across
her mothers lips. So she really hadn't been sleeping at all. Her fathers hand entered the
frame and gently grasped the corner of her mothers blanket. He slowly tugged it
down, exposing an inch of her body at a time. First her shoulders, then her chest, and
Danielle could see that her mom was not wearing a nightdress. 

As the blanket slowly inched its path down across her moms boobies, the camera
zoomed in on them closer, and she could see her moms nipples had gotten hard in the
late night air. 

"You like looking at my tits," her mom asked, but she got no response. 

The blanket was moving quicker now, as if her dad was in a hurry or something, and
Danielle was soon looking at the rest of her moms naked body. But what on earth was
she doing? 

Her mom was lying on her back upon this very bed, with her feet together, but her
knees wide apart. One hand was rested on her belly, but the other hand seemed to be
tracing lazy designs... down there. Danielle knew what the right name for that part of
her body was, she had learned it in health class in school, but she had overheard some
of the older girls in the bathroom call it something quite different... 

"I got lonely waiting for you to come to bed," her mom was saying on the video, "So I
started playing with my pussy. Is that okay?" 

"Of course," her dad answered, "In fact, don't let me stop you baby." 

The camera jostled a bit as her dad moved around, but it steadied again as he took up
a firm position at the end of the bed. Danielle had NEVER seen her mom doing
anything like this, and she knew she shouldn't even be watching it, but she couldn't
have brought herself to turn it off if her life had depended on it. As she was watching
the disc, in fact, she started to get a weird tingly feeling down in her own private area. 

She had felt that feeling before, when she was washing herself in the bathtub, and she
knew that it felt good to touch herself down there, but what her mother was doing on
the video was completely new. She wasn't even entirely sure what she was seeing.
Ever obliging, her dad zoomed the camera right in again, and Danielle was treated to
a close up scene of her moms fingers as she played between her legs. 

Her mom was breathing heavily, and she was too, so she paused the video to make
sure she didn't miss anything and stood up to quietly close the bedroom door so as not
to wake her seventeen year old brother. She hiked up her nightdress and quickly
stripped off her panties and got on her back on the bed as she had seen her mom
doing, and turned the video back on. 

She looked down between her thighs, comparing what she found down there with
what she could see between her moms thighs on the video. Her mom had a dark
tangle of pubic hair framing her privates, which her teacher had said grew on girls at
different ages. Danielle hadn't grown hers yet, and as she looked down at her
smoothly soft private area, she decided that she liked it a lot better that way anyhow. 

She started to caress her vulva... no, her pussy, she thought... just as her mom had
been doing, and she was surprised to find herself very wet. She felt a little concerned
for a second. Was there something wrong? Had she peed? But what she was doing
was beginning to feel really good, so she didn't care. 

She kept her eyes fixated on the video, thinking about how pretty her mom was. Even
though she was old... not old like her grandparents, but still old... she had an even
complexion, and she wasn't all wrinkly like other old people got. 

Her boobies... tits her mom had called them... were so nice and smooth and round;
Danielle could hardly wait until she had gotten some of her very own like some of the
older girls in school. 

"Open up that pretty little slit," her dad whispered. 

Danielle watched as her mother gently parted what the teacher at school had called
her labia. Inside she saw that her mom was dripping, which made her feel better about
her own wetness, and she could see her mother as she gathered up some of the sticky
fluid and spread it all over the little bump at the top of her pussy. 

That bump was called her clit, she knew, and according to how her mom had gasped
and jumped, touching it felt really good. She had to try this for herself. Gently
spreading her own slit, Danielle dipped the tip of her finger in her own sticky wetness,
and stroked her clit with it. 

"Oh my God," she moaned. Nothing she had done in the bathtub had ever felt like
this. Danielle's hips began to jerk as she copied her mother, moving her finger in
gentle strokes back and forth over the very tip of her clit. Her mom slid one finger,
and two, into the hole where all the wetness seemed to be coming from, and in an
instant, Danielle had a finger slipping in and out of her own pussy. She was too tight
to fit two fingers in like her mom had done, but she didn't care, it felt incredible
anyway. 

On the video, her mom began to groan, working her slit faster and faster. She began
rolling her clit between two fingers, and she was doing it kinda roughly, so at first
Danielle was worried that she was going to hurt herself somehow. Then she tried it
out on her own hard little button, and forgot all about her worries. 

"Oh shit, Hank," she moaned, "I think I'm gonna cum!" 

"Cum?" Danielle wondered aloud, "Now what did she mean by tha...? Ungh...
Ooooh!" 

Totally out of control, Danielle felt her little body begin to spasm. Her clit throbbed,
and her tight pussy began to pulsate around her thrusting finger. Rainbows of colored
lights shot through her head, and for a few moments she lost track of exactly where
she was. 

"Wow," she giggled, "That was awesome." 

She got ready to stop the video, but she noticed that something new was happening.
Her father had apparently set the camera down somewhere and had just walked into
the shot. Danielle put the remote back down and looked on as her dad walked to the
edge of the bed, and her mom slid over to meet him. She tilted her head as she saw
her mom reach up and unsnap her fathers pants. She heard the rasp of a zipper, and
watched while her mom reached in and pulled out her fathers penis. 

Her young eyes suddenly widened in shock. She had seen a boys penis before. She
had seen pictures of them in her text book, and this one time she had even seen her
brother stepping out of the shower when he'd forgotten to close the door all the way.
Those were only stumpy little things that just sort of hung there, and didn't really do
anything. This thing, however, was different entirely. 

"What a beautiful cock you have," her mom sighed, and Danielle agreed completely.
Here was a stiff length of hard muscle, and she could clearly see the hungry look in
her mothers eyes as she began to stroke her hand up and down its length. Her mom
licked her lips, and then shocked Danielle once more as she leaned in and took her
fathers cock into her mouth. Her dad moaned as her mothers head began to bob up
and down, and her cheeks hollowed as she sucked on his hard shaft. 

Danielle caught herself playing with her little pussy again, and she watched
enraptured as her fathers stiff cock slipped in and out of her moms mouth. The video
clearly showed her mom taking the big cock out of her mouth, stroking it while she
licked the soft sack that was beneath it. Her dad groaned as her mom slipped the full
length of him into her mouth again. 

"Where do you want it baby?" he asked, "All over your pretty little face or right in
your mouth?" 

Her mother didn't answer, but when her dads breath had started coming in little hisses,
she took his cock out of her wet mouth, and began to stroke it again, faster than she
had been doing before. Danielle looked on in delighted horror as her dads stiff cock
began to shoot streams of white stuff all over her moms face. Her mom moaned as
spurt after spurt fell upon her nose and her cheeks, and into her open mouth. Danielle
thought that some of it even gotten into her hair. She saw her mom smile wickedly as
she swallowed down the bits that had fallen into her mouth, and felt her body
beginning to shake again as she watched her dads cum trickling down her mothers
face. 

After waiting for a moment for her young body to stop throbbing, Danielle shut off
the video and the TV, and went out to the bathroom to wash up. She looked at the
clock in the hallway in passing, and she noticed that it was almost half past eight, so
after she'd finished cleaning her own sticky cum off of her hands, she went into her
bedroom. Once she'd gotten dressed, she moved down the stairs just in time to see her
friend Rebecca coming up the driveway. 

She opened the door and met her on the front step, and after a moment of discussion,
they set off to the park with skipping ropes firmly in hand. Danielle declined an offer
to eat lunch at Rebecca's house, and wandered back home at around quarter past ten.
She was going to fix herself a quick sandwich and then maybe see if she had time to
watch her mom and dads video again if her brother wasn't awake. 

There was little chance of that, as only silence was home to greet her when she
opened her door. Her mother had often told her that Toby slept like the dead, and left
to his own devices wouldn't crawl out of his bunk until well after the noon hour. Well,
Toby was clearly being true to form today. She could hear his snores as they echoed
down the stairway, even from the kitchen. 

Danielle put a sandwich together, and chased it with a glass of milk, then headed out
of the kitchen. As she passed by the telephone, though, she saw that blinking red light
that meant somebody had left a message. With a deft touch, she pushed the playback
button and heard her mothers voice. She got goose bumps as she listened to the very
same voice that had been moaning into her ear only a few hours earlier, but she put
that thought aside and listened to the message. 

"Danielle sweety, its mom," she said, "I just thought that I'd call to see whether or not
your brother had remembered to mow the lawn as I asked, and to get you to remind
him if he hasn't. See you later hon." 

Even though Toby was seventeen, eight years older than she was, her mother knew
that Danielle was the one who could be trusted to get things done. Toby suffered the
same Lazy Ass Syndrome that afflicted so many through their teenage years. 

The machine beeped, signaling the end of the solitary message, and Danielle trudged
up the stairs to try and wake sleeping ugly. She tapped gently on his door, as if that
would do anything, then less gently. No result in either case. She opened the door,
cheerfully ready to whack him with his own pillow if needed, and walked over to his
bed. The late morning sunlight had spilled in through the big window and, still
snoring, Toby had bundled a blanket over his eyes, hide from the glare. 

In so doing, though, he had pulled that blanket off of the rest of his body and Danielle
immediately forgot all about how he was supposed to be outside mowing the lawn.
She had absolutely no idea what it was that he'd been dreaming about, but apparently
it was something rather good. Poking proudly out through the fly of his grey cotton
boxer shorts, and rigidly standing at full attention, was Toby's cock in a state that was
of much more interest to Danielle than lawn care. 

She looked out at the clock in the hallway... Mom was going to be at work for hours
still... and listened to Toby snoring. Her mother had always said that freight trains
wouldn't wake him when he was totally out of it like he was right now. Just how true
was that? 

Danielle looked at his hard cock, standing right there only an arms length away,
thinking that what she had here was an opportunity much too rare to pass up. She
thought about what her mom had done for her dad in the video, wondered if it were
actually possible for Toby to sleep through something like that, then reached out her
hand to wrap her fingers lightly around the object of her attentions. Could she
possibly make her brother cum without waking him up? Did she dare to try? 

She'd never touched anything like it, and she felt her pussy getting wet again at once.
Suddenly struck by a wicked thought, she gently slipped her other hand down into her
panties getting her fingers wet, and switched hands, spreading her pussy juice all over
her brothers hard cock. She licked her lips while she stroked it up and down, slowly
jerking him off in his sleep. 

He didn't seem to be moving. In truth, it didn't seem as though he had noticed her
presence at all. Danielle stopped stroking just long enough to strip out of her top,
unfasten the buttons of her jeans and climb on up onto the edge of his bed, then she
wrapped her little fingers gently round his stiff shaft again. She nearly had a heart
attack when Toby murmured in his sleep, as if he were going to wake up, but he
didn't. 

Sliding her free hand down the front of her jeans, she began to caress her pussy
through her panties, wanting to prolong the sensation for as long as she could. She
leaned in closer, watching intently as her small hand delicately pumped up and down
over Toby's rigidly hard cock, felling her panties getting wetter by the minute as she
enjoyed the view. 

She could contain herself no longer. Casting one final look at her brothers blanket
shrouded face, Danielle leaned in the last few inches, and parted her lips, to take the
head of Toby's stiff cock into her mouth. She let out a quiet moan of delight when she
realized that there was a subtle flavor of her own pussy juice upon the hard shaft in
her mouth, and she began to lick her wet tongue up and down its length, savoring the
taste of herself. 

Wanting to please her brother, Danielle started to bob her head up and down over
Toby's cock, as she had seen her mother do on the disc, loving the feel of it as it grew
slick with her saliva. Her lips began to make wet slurping sounds as her brothers shaft
slid in and out of her mouth, but she just ignored it, knowing that it would take a
much louder noise to wake him if he could sleep through this. 

Loosing her hands gentle grip on Toby's cock, Danielle tried to copy something else
that she had seen her mom do on the video. She leaned forward so that she was on her
knees with her ass stuck up in the air, opened her mouth up a little wider and tilted her
head backwards just a bit, and tried to slide her brothers hard shaft down into her
throat. 

Rebecca and Danielle had often played a game together where they tried to see which
one of them could manage to fit the most of a popsicle into their mouth all at once.
Danielle usually won, and today that game served her well as she let herself relax and
let her brothers stiff muscle slide down past her tonsils and into her throat. She
couldn't get it all the way in, so she had to wrap her fingers around what was left,
stroking it as she had done before. 

Toby had begun to moan in his sleep, and Danielle was finding herself quite turned on
by the sound, so she'd soon slipped her other hand into her panties to stroke her clit.
Her soft little slit had become dripping wet again and her panties were sodden, but she
didn't care at all. Her smooth little pussy needed release. 

"If I kept this up, though," she though as her brother groaned, "I don't know which of
us will cum first." 

Her unspoken question was soon answered though, as she felt her clit begin to throb.
Her body spasmed into an awesome convulsion that only barely left her still in control
of her teeth. She knew that it wouldn't have been good at all to lose any restraint of
her teeth at that moment. Toby could be an awful brother, but today she didn't want
him to cry, she wanted him to cum. 

Actually, she realized that he was getting pretty near to it, as his breath had begun to
come in sharp hisses like her fathers had done, right before he sprayed his cum all
over her mothers face. That had looked so sexy in the video that Danielle wanted to
do it to. Toby's hips had started to buck, and she knew he was close so she backed off
to stroke his shaft as her mom had done on the disc. At the very last second, though,
she was hit by a thought... 

If Toby did that to her, like her dad had done to her mom, she'd be left with quite a
mess to explain. There was no way that she could avoid getting some of it all over her
hair, and Toby's sheets and Toby himself for that matter. Her brother was just about
there. How was she going to do this? 

She suddenly remembered what her dad had asked her mom on the DVD, "All over
your pretty little face or right in your mouth?" 

That was the answer. She would have to let her brother cum in her mouth. This was
her first ever blowjob. Was she even ready for that? What would his cum taste like
anyway? She'd soon be out of time for second thoughts because Toby had started
groaning louder when she slid her mouth back over his stiff muscle. 

Whether it was the noise of his own groaning, or just the sensations of his sisters soft
lips wrapped around his cock, neither of them would ever know. Whatever it was,
though, Toby came to his senses at that moment. 

With an abrupt jerk, he tossed the blankets away from his face, and looked down into
his little sisters eyes as she slid her mouth up and down over his cock. There wasn't
enough time to stop her, and the last thing he saw was the hint of a wicked smile
playing around lips as he felt his body tightening and his hips lifting up off of the bed. 

"What the fuck are you doing?" he shouted, but it was too late. 

Danielle moaned as she felt her brothers hot cum shoot into her mouth. She had been
wondering just where she was going to put it after he was finished, but as soon as she
tasted Toby's salty sweet gift, she was left no more questions. She began to let it
trickle down her throat, a little at a time as spurt after spurt of his hot seed flooded her
mouth, savoring every drop before swallowing it all down. 

"Thank you Toby," she smiled once his cock had stopped thrusting into her lips, "That
was fun." 

"Fun?" he yelled, "Are you crazy?" 

"No, not at all... well, maybe a little," she grinned back at him, "It's not just my fault,
though. Maybe if I hadn't seen your hard cock standing up to meet me as soon as I
came in here, I'd have left you alone." 

"What the fuck? As soon as you came in here?" he asked incredulously, still not quite
awake enough to be sure he knew what was happening, "So what were you doing in
here in the first place?" 

"Oh yeah," Danielle remembered, "Mom wanted you to mow the lawn today. She said
to tell you that if you don't get it done, you can't go to that party up at the lake
tonight." 

"Listen," Toby stated, "You can't ever, EVER tell mom about what you just did. She'd
kill me for sure." 

"Kill you?" Danielle asked with a grin, "Why? You were asleep if I remember, and I
did all the work." 

"That's not the point. I'm older, so she'd still blame me anyway. So don't tell her,
okay." 

"Alright, Toby," she finally agreed, "I'm really not that dumb anyway. Besides, if I
told her, she wouldn't let me do it again." 

"Wouldn't let you what???" 

And so it was that by six that evening, when Andrea's car pulled into the driveway,
the lawn really had been mowed as requested, and the trash cans had been taken out to
the curb as well. Andrea was quite pleased with Toby, even knowing that taking out
the trash had just been his way of scoring extra brownie points. 

She went inside and was further surprised to see that the kids already had the table set
for dinner, with an arrangement of flowers from the back garden set in the center.
They even sat down and ate together, which was rare, and didn't even argue over
whose turn it was to help with the dishes, which was even more rare. 

...Toby never did get to the party at the lake though. 

THE END ???