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Authors name: Robin Carlyle (No address provided)
Story title : My New Brother and Sister
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My New Brother and Sister
by Robin Carlyle (1993)
When I was about 12 years old, my parents divorced.
It wasn't sudden or a surprise or anything, especially
since almost everyone knew my father was cheating on
her. I didn't really hold it against him, since he
seemed a better man for it. I mean my mother hadn't
slept with him in years and seemed pretty distant to
all males, including her own son.
Shortly after the divorce was final, he and his girl-
friend (and soon to be wife) Victoria moved to a farm
in the country. When Victoria moved in, she also
brought her children Michael and Elizabeth. They
seemed like pretty good kids--Mike was about 10 and
Liz was 8 when I first met them, and we all got along
pretty well. How well, however, was not apparent for
almost a year.
MIKE AND I
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Since it was a small farmhouse we lived in, Mike and
I shared a bedroom, and we used to get up early to
take care of our chores and watch TV together. He was
an all right kid, and I liked having a younger
"brother" around for a change. It was like having a
built-in friend.
One Saturday, we came down and found several movies
our parents had rented the night before. One of them
was a porno. I hadn't thought my father would watch
one, but like I said, Victoria brought out a lot of
changes in him.
Anyway, Mike and I popped it in and began watching
with the sound turned down really low. Looking back
on it now I can tell you that it was standard porno
fare, but since it was the first time either of us had
seen one, I was very turned on. I should probably
mention that I had discovered masturbation around this
time as well, (I had just turned 12 several months
before) and saw the porno as the ultimate tool to that
end. Watching it, I ached to jerk off, but couldn't
with Mike sitting there with me. Or so I thought.
After watching for a while, a guy on the movie ejacu-
lated all over the woman's large breasts. Mike
exclaimed, "He's peeing on her!" I corrected him,
saying, "No, that's something else. It's white and
gooey. He's coming on her."
Then an idea struck me. "Here, I'll show you," I said
to him, and took my engorged dick out of my sweatpants.
I began to stroke it while I watched the movie. Mike
seemed to be alternating between my dick and the movie
on the screen. It didn't take long, and soon I was on
the verge of an orgasm.
"OK, watch this," I told him. He and I both turned
our attention to my penis as my orgasm began. My sperm
jetted out in a long spurt onto the floor, and bubbled
out the tip over my pumping fingers. I scooped up some
of the goo and showed it to him. "See?"
"How does it feel?" he asked.
"Really good. Almost like peeing and sneezing at the
same time. But better." I said. That was the best
explanation I had. I was only 12 after all.
"Do you think I could do it?" Mike asked me. He pulled
his undeveloped, but rigid little dick out of his
pajamas.
"I don't know." And I didn't actuall ejaculate until
I was about 12, and Mike was only 10, and hadn't
started puberty yet.
He tried stroking his penis as he had seen me doing,
but it was awkward for him since his hand was propor-
tionately larger than his dick compared to mine. His
dick, even erect, was only about as big as my thumb,
and he couldn't quite get a grip on it. Eventually,
he gave up and we got some breakfast. And although I
didn't know it at the time, I would be there for his
first orgasm.
ELIZABETH AND I
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As I had adapted to having Mike around, so had I
developed a kinship towards his younger sister,
Elizabeth, whom we all called Liz. She was about 8
when I met her, and kind of a tomboy from growing up
with her brother's friends around. She was tough as
nails and kept up with us in everything we did, from
riding our bicycles through the woods, to building a
treehouse in a big oak in the pasture. I started to
feel a kind of protective guardianship forming for
her, as I became the "big brother" to both of them.
For the most part, Liz and I were like any other
brother and sister. Our fun was tempered by a lot
of fighting and tantrums on her part. But we got
along as well as any siblings, and eventually, shared
more than most.
It all started innocently enough, Liz and I teasing
each other like brother and sister--I would tickle
her and she would shriek and slap at my hands. But
eventually, it changed between us somewhat. She
entered the stage where she began to find boys "cute"
and found me cute. She became the aggressor, spying
on me when I was not with her, stealing into the
bathroom while I was showering and dumping cold water
on me, things like that. It was good natured, and I
never thought about it as anything but a younger
sister's adoration of her big brother. Which, I
guess, it was.
But the biggest change happened during one of her
shower raids and she caught me jerking off in the
shower.
Since I was well into puberty (about 14 or so), my
dick was nearly full grown, and in its engorged state,
it was probably unlike anything she had seen in her
10 years. She fixed her eyes on it and wouldn't look
away. I quickly stopped stroking when I saw her,
embarrassed. But then she asked me, "Are you going
to make the white stuff come out?" At that moment,
I knew that Mike had told her about our experience in
the TV room.
This rekindled my loins, and turned me on even more.
I continued my fervent stroking of my soapy dick,
watching Liz stare intently at it. The intensness of
actually having a female watching me beat off became
almost too much to bear, and I felt my sperm building
up pressure in my balls. "Here it comes, Liz," I said.
She said, "Okay," and watched intently.
My orgasm shook me and buckled my knees, but I remained
standing and angled myself so she could get an excel-
lent view of my come jetting out.
And boy did I come! The first shot blasted to the
wall of the bathroom, followed by a series of smaller
jets that squirted uselessly into the bathroom floor.
I'd never shot so much nor so far before, and I'd never
been so turned on. The two must have been connected.
I turned around to shut off the water in the shower,
and I saw the Liz had left. No fanfare, no words, she
was gone. I was a little concerned that she would tell
her mother or my father, but I didn't think she would.
Why would she? She invaded my shower.
MIKE, LIZ, AND I
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Since both Mike and Liz had now seen me ejaculate, we
all gradually became a little more open about it. I
no longer strained to remain silent in my bed at night
while I masturbated myself to sleep. Frequently, I
would pull it out in front of one or both of them and
stroke myself to orgasm. I was very turned on by
having two people watch me masturbate, and they seemed
to enjoy the novelty of it, especially when I shot my
cum.
My only excuse for such behavour is that I was 13 and
my hormones were raging. I was masturbating at leats
twice a day, and the pleasure was intensified by having
an audience.
It really got good one night when my parents left me
in charge while they went out. We were watching TV
when I started to get horny. Feeling bold, I took my
dick out and showed it to them. Mike asked, "Are you
going to make the white stuff come?"
And Liz chimed in, "Yeah, I want to see it, too!"
Being the exhibitionist I am, I pulled my clothes off
and started jerking off. Both Mike and Liz were
interested, but it didn't seem to be enough. So I
asked them to go into our folks' bedroom and get some
of the magazines Victoria kept under her bed. She
seemed partial to Hustler, so we got four or five of
them out and I started reading and jerking, getting
more and more aroused. I also noticed Mike and Liz
looking at the magazines. I suggested that they join
me. Mike was eager to respond, and pulled his clothes
off quickly, exposing his turgid little dick with no
hair at all. It stuck out from his abdomen like a
hook. Liz looked at it, then at mine.
"Which one do you like better, Liz?" I asked.
"They're both neat," she said. "But I like bigger,"
she said, grabbing the base of mine and working her
hands up it like baseball players on a bat deciding
who bats first, hand over hand, until she had measured
it from top to bottom. "two hands," she announced.
Then she did the same for Mike, where she could only
grasp it once. "One hand, two fingers," she said,
being very scientific.
"Show us yours," Mike prompted, not hurt at all.
She seemed to hesitate, then pulled her pants down.
Standing there, her hairless little pussy exposed,
she looked very young indeed, but once she was fully
naked, the woman she would become was apparent. Even
at nine, her body had gentle curves at the hips, and
her nipples were puffy and stuck out from the rest
of her flat chest. She suddenly seemed very at ease
in her nudity and sat down next to me on the couch,
where I had resumed stroking my dick. Seeing her
infused me with a newfound sexual energy, and I could
feel my orgasm building quickly.
"Can I look at it," I asked her. She said, "Okay,"
very casually as if it were no big deal, and lay back
and spread her legs wide. I reached down and touched
her smooth flesh, running up her thighs to her hairless
mound. The skin there felt so unfinished, so pure.
Then I parted her outer lips and peeked into her
vagina. It looked like a grown woman's, only smaller.
There were tiny inner lips converging on a little pro-
truding bud of a clit, with a finger-sized hole
underneath leading to her young womb. "Does this hurt?"
I asked, parting the inner lips with two fingers.
"No," she said, and reached down to her crotch. With
two hands, she grasped the inner lips and began to tug
and pull on them. "See? They're stretchy." That was
too much for me to hear and my orgasm came upon me. My
semen burst from my dick and splashed between my feet
on the floor.
"White stuff!" Mike cried, watching my spurting penis.
Liz sat up to see the last of my sperm pump out the
tip of my dick.
"Cool," she said.
Although my dick was temporarily out of action now, my
mind was still in a sexual frenzy. This was incredible!
The possibilities were almost endless, and since I had
never done anything with a real girl before, I thought
this would be an excellent time to get some practice.
"Can I taste you, Liz?" I asked.
"Um, OK," she said, hesitant, but leaning back on the
couch again and spreading her legs. I moved between
her thighs and put my face near her vagina. There was
no odor as I expected. I tentatively stuck out my
tongue to taste her flesh, and it was like a spark
jumped between us. She jumped slightly as my tongue
touched her sensitive slot, but settled down as I moved
my tongue up and down her little hairless slit, getting
it nice and slippery. Mike moved to watch, still
furiously trying to stroke his immature penis.
Though I didn't have any experience, I knew how every-
thing worked, and began to work on her tiny clit, which
was no bigger than the head of a pin. Occasionally,
she would twitch when I hit it just right and I learned
quickly what she liked.
Soon I could taste a flow of juices from deep inside
her, and they mingled with my saliva to make her smooth
vagina slippery and hot. Soon I had her twisting
around on the couch, enjoying the sensations. I worked
faster and faster over her little pussy, pushing her
farther and farther until she let go and started buck-
ing under me, her hips jerking spasmodically.
A moment later, she climbed quickly away from my
tongue. "Stop, stop, stop," she cried as her suddenly
over-sensitive vagina finished its first orgasm.
Once she'd caught her breath, Mike asked, "Can I try,
Liz?" She shook her head no, but said that he could
suck her nipples, which he began to do, still stroking
his cock.
By then I was hard again, and ready to go. I gently
moved Liz's legs apart and knelt between them, moving
my hard-on to her pussy. I knew better than to try to
stuff it into her tiny vagina, but I pushed the squishy
head inside and slid it up and down in her juices.
She stiffened and said, "No, not that one, this one,"
grabbing Mike's dick. Startled at her sudden interest
and competence, I moved back and let him move into
place. I was shocked that Liz was so bold, but the
orgasm must have made quite an impact on her.
Once Mike was between her legs, he reached down and
moved his little dick to her slot, where after a few
false starts, managed to ease it into her greased
pussy. He stretched out on top of her, holding himself
up with his arms and thrusting his small cock inside
of her. Liz didn't seem to be in any pain, as his dick
wasn't long enough to reach her hymen and do any
damage.
I couldn't believe it! Little Mike was no longer a
virgin, yet I still was! But it was too hot to think
about that. Mike was pumping away in her, instinctive-
ly moving his hips in and out. She began to feel his
rhythm, and moved with him naturally.
Then Mike looked up at me with terror in his eyes. I
was stroking my cock again, watching them. He said,
"I think it's happening!"
"Get out!" I said, not knowing whether his sperm was
potent enough, or if Liz's ovaries had started produc-
ing eggs, but wanting to take no chances. I pushed
him out of her just as his dick started to jump. All
three of us looked at it -- Mike didn't even bother
stroking it -- as a few drops of almost clear liquid
surged out the hole at the tip and onto the couch.
Then his hips bucked once and a final jet of pure
white real semen pushed out the head of his penis.
Seeing this, my own orgasm began, and I helped it
along, aiming my dick at Liz's mouth, not caring
whether she wanted it or not. This orgasm, not as
powerful as the last, dribbled my cum onto her face.
She jerked away suddenly, but instinctively liked at
the cum which had landed near her lips. Tasting it,
she reached out to the tip of my dick, took some cum
on her finger and popped it into her mouth, swirling
it around before swallowing it. She made a face that
said she wasn't sure she liked how it tasted, but
that she was just curious.
After we'd all caught our breath, we cleaned up and
got dressed. We never told anyone about that night,
but it was only the beginning of a long summer of fun.
Author's note:
This has been a true story. I am not a homosexual, nor
am I a pedophile, so mail directed to those ends will
be universally disregarded. This is for entertainment
purposes only. If you are looking for reasons to get
offended, go spend some time watching how your govern-
ment takes away your right to free speech, your right
to read and write what you want, and spending your tax
money on worthless programs which fund studies to link
literature like this to sociopathic behavior. Even you
Bible-thumpers should find that offensive.
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