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Archive name: kcest06.txt (mf, teens and pre-teens, inc)
Authors name: JD (address defunct)
Story title : Kidcest 6: My Best Friend's Sister

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KIDCEST - 6 of 21 Chapters
by JD

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CHAPTER SIX: My Best Friend's Sister


In the weeks following that eventful afternoon, Susan 
and I didn't dare repeat our experiments. In fact, she 
seemed to avoid me. But, as I fucked my fist in the 
shower, I often thought about fingering her little pussy 
and her sexy cab-driver and daughter-spanking stories. 
Although her friend Linda Haseltine was apparently ripe 
for some finger-fucking, she was a real brat and I 
couldn't stand her.

Despite my promise of secrecy, I was tempted to tell my 
best friend, Tim, about my afternoon adventure with 
Susan. Maybe it's a good thing I didn't, because my 
first real sexual obsession turned out to be Tim's 
sister, Cindy.

It all began a few weeks later at Tim's house as I 
walked by Cindy's room, on my way to the bathroom. I 
noticed her door was open. As I glanced inside, she was 
taking off her tee shirt and wearing only a pair of 
panties. A year earlier, I would have walked on by, 
dismissing a sister as sexually uninteresting. Now, 
however, I stopped to see what I could see.

Immediately, I noticed Cindy's boyish chest now had a 
pair of swelling bumps. From across the room, her 
swollen nipples seemed a little bigger than Susan's, 
even though Cindy was a year younger. She started to 
turn around and I ducked back to avoid being seen. But 
she wasn't heading for the door, just turning to walk 
into the bathroom that separated her room from Tim's.

A few moments later, she walked back into view without a 
stitch on. I only got a brief glimpse of her hairless 
little pussy as she crossed my field of view, but my 
cock really snapped to attention, nearly bursting the 
zipper on my jeans. I quickly walked into Tim's room and 
closed the door enough to hide behind and peer back into 
the hall. A minute later, Cindy came out in her bathing 
suit and headed downstairs.

I continued my trip into the bathroom that Tim and Cindy 
shared. And there, dangling from the hamper, was the 
underwear Cindy had just removed. Without thinking, I 
picked them up and examined them. For some reason, it 
was exciting to me that her panties were little-girl 
style -- a flowery cotton print with lace around the 
legs.

Suddenly, I was seized with an inspiration. Unzipping my 
jeans, I wrapped her panties around my throbbing cock. I 
was astounded at how the contrast of her schoolgirl 
underwear against my red and rigid tool made me so hot I 
felt like I would melt! With only a few strokes, I felt 
my balls begin to contract in preparation for a 
tremendous orgasm. I spread Cindy's underpants across my 
left hand as I continued to piston my peter through my 
right fist.

My knees nearly gave way as I spurted jet after jet of 
thick white jism across the crotch of her panties. 
Guiltily, I wadded the soaking cloth into a ball and 
buried it at the bottom of the hamper. As I did so, I 
found another pair of her used underpants, which I 
stuffed in my pocket for later contemplation and 
masturbation.

From then on, whenever I jerked off, there was almost 
always a pair of Cindy's 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 she was. I became obsessed with the idea 
that it was too bad they had been washed. Nevertheless, 
the thought that this naive nine-year-old girl was 
walking around with the remains of my sex juices rubbing 
against her hairless little cunt aroused me 
tremendously. I couldn't stop thinking about the remains 
of my cock juice millimeters away from her virginal pink 
canal.

I decided there was nothing I wouldn't do to see her in 
a pair of those panties. Or, especially, to see her 
remove a pair of those panties and expose her naked 
little pussy to me while I jerked off in front of her. 
Increasingly, any time I jerked my cock, I became 
immersed in fantasy visions of Cindy pulling down her 
underpants to let me see her immature little pussy.

I dreamed that she would slowly pull them down in front, 
revealing at first the fat, bald lips on either side of 
her virginal crease. I imagined that then, with a shy 
smile at me from beneath her blonde bangs and an 
embarrassed glance at my pounding penis, she would reach 
between her legs and pull her naked pussy lips apart to 
show me the glistening insides of her little-girl cunt.

For some reason, this fantasy of an innocent little girl 
showing me her bald treasure was far more exciting than 
the pictures of wide-open, hairy cunts available in 
every Penthouse magazine that Tim and I ogled at the 
downtown magazine stands. Later, I refined these images 
with the help of Susan's story of Linda Haseltine's 
demonstration and imagined Cindy putting on a pair of 
underpants wet with my jism and then stuffing the wet 
fabric into her hairless little hole under my hot gaze.

My shoot-offs with these fantasies were spine-
shattering.

Continued in part 7...

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with 
strangers. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex 
with strangers! You only have one body per lifetime, so 
take good care of it.
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