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Fuck Puppet
by Elle (address withheld)

***

A high school girl dating a college boy is led into a 
new world that changes everything, even her home life. 
(M/Fffm-teens, ped, inc, bi)

***

Finally! Finally, I had Tom over at my house with no 
one around. No one for a couple hours. My parents were 
out for the evening and my little brother – the 
incorrigible thirteen year old Billy – was with his 
friends for the evening. Finally I was alone with my 
college guy, my college stud.

Of all my friends in high school, only I was dating a 
college guy... and it felt cool. We had gone out a few 
times, and each time was really exciting. Tom got me 
doing things I would never have imagined doing. Even 
the first time I met him – at a frat party – I let him 
come onto me like I never would have let a high school 
boy. 

At that party we talked, drank a few beers and then he 
started dancing with me. Everybody was dancing, so we 
weren’t conspicuous. But they way I let him kiss me as 
we danced was extraordinary for me – we had just met!

We must have danced for half an hour before the dance 
turned into a serious make out session. We never left 
the floor nor stopped dancing. But as we kissed, Tom 
was freely feeling me up. His hands were playing with 
my tits, squeezing my nipples. Then he put both hands 
on my ass cheeks and pulled me into him as we danced. 
This put my cunt right up against his hard cock... god, 
it was exciting.

I was in heaven, dancing with a college guy who 
obviously was really attracted to me, making out with 
him on the dance floor, letting him feel me up in front 
of everyone. Then he stopped kissing me and just 
smiled, both his hands on my breasts. One by one, he 
undid the buttons on my shirt, letting it fall open, 
exposing my bra and tummy. Then he just stared down at 
my tits, stared with a real hunger in his eyes. 

Suddenly I felt someone from behind pulling my shirt 
off, taking it completely off me. I was shocked and so 
I turned around to see who it was and found myself 
looking into the eyes of a college girl, a really hot 
college girl. While looking straight at my breasts, she 
handed my shirt to Tom and said, "Why don’t you take 
her upstairs? She’s ready to fuck."

"Good idea," replied Tom. With my shirt in one hand and 
my hand in his other, Tom led the way through the 
dancers, me being pulled along in just my jeans and 
bra. It was obvious to everyone that Tom was taking me 
upstairs somewhere to fuck me. I wasn’t embarrassed, 
just excited. 

When we got upstairs, he took me into a room with a big 
bed that already had a naked couple fucking on it. Tom 
just laid me on the bed along side them and took off my 
clothes, and then fucked me... fucked me right in front 
of them. As I started to cum, I glanced at them. They 
had finished with their own fuck and were now watching 
me, watching the high school girl get fucked. I came 
hard.

That was just a couple weeks ago. And now I had my 
college stud at my house. We were both naked, fucking 
in my bedroom. He had me laid out along the side of the 
bed and at the end so that he could stand at the end of 
the bed with my legs up high, draped over his 
shoulders. I liked this position. Since Tom was 
standing, he could do his hyper-fuck thing to me. This 
is when he would go into a super rapid fucking which 
drove me wild. He couldn’t do it long, but it always 
fired me up. 

For now, Tom was making steady long fucks into me, deep 
into me, and I was in heaven. Suddenly though, Tom 
drove even deeper into me and held his cock there, deep 
inside me, using his cock like a pole to keep me pinned 
to the bed.

"Who’s that?" Tom asked as his cock firmly held me down 
on the bed.

I quickly looked around and saw my little brother – the 
incorrigible thirteen year old Billy – standing in my 
bedroom doorway, staring at Tom fucking me. 

"Get out!" I screamed as I instinctively tried to get 
up, to grab sheets to cover up. But Tom’s cock just 
held me there, held me down on my bed. As Tom’s hands 
ripped the sheets from my hands, tossing them on the 
floor, exposing my naked body to my little brother, he 
said, "It’s OK. He can watch."

"What?" I screamed. "He cannot! He cannot watch us! He 
shouldn’t see me like this! He shouldn’t watch you do 
this to me!"

But Tom just smiled and went into his hyper-fuck. God, 
it felt good. The fact that my little brother was 
watching seem to make it even more exciting. My cunt 
was on fire and I couldn’t resist. I felt myself give 
in to the hyper-fuck, open up to it, accept it, crave 
it.

Seconds later when the hyper-fuck stopped, my little 
brother was standing right next to the bed, right next 
to me, looking down at my naked body getting fucked. I 
tried to cover my tits and cunt with my hands, but Tom 
just pushed them away saying, "Let him see you. Let him 
see that hot bod of yours. Let him see me fuck you."

Finally I stopped trying to cover up. I let my hands 
drop to my sides, let my little brother see my tits, 
see my tits rock back and forth with the fucking, see 
my cunt getting fucked. I watched Billy stare down at 
me, stare at his big sister getting fucked right before 
him. I saw the heat in his eyes. I saw the bulge in his 
pants.

Tom must have seen the bulge in Billy’s pants also. 
"See?" Tom asked me. "See how he likes to watch? See 
how he wants to touch you? Go ahead, Billy. Go ahead 
and touch your sister’s tits. She loves to have her 
tits played with."

I started to scream "No!" again, but Tom just did the 
hyper-fuck to me and I was once again in sexual 
suspension, my cunt on fire, aching for the hyper-fuck 
to last and last. Five seconds later when Tom let up, 
my brother Billy’s hands were all over my tits. He was 
rubbing them, cupping them, pinching my nipples. God, 
it felt good, real good. As lewd as the scene was, I 
was excited beyond belief to have my little brother 
playing with my tits as Tom fucked me.

Tom, of course, wanted to take it a step further, a 
step further down that forbidden path of incest. "Go 
ahead," he instructed Billy. "Go ahead and take your 
cock out. Show your sister that hard young cock of 
yours. She wants to see it. She wants to taste it."

At this point Billy didn’t need any encouragement. He 
stripped himself naked and stood next to me, his erect 
cock sticking out hard and proud. Surprisingly, I 
wasn’t saying no, I wasn’t resisting. Apparently I did 
want to see his cock, really wanted to see it bad.

Now that it was in front of me, I realized how 
beautiful it was. Not thick yet, too young for that... 
but much longer than I would have thought, much longer. 
God, it was beautiful, long and beautiful, with precum 
dripping from it, ready to be licked, ready to be 
sucked, ready to be loved, ready to be fucked.

"Look at her stare at it, Billy," I heard Tom reassure 
him. "Look at how she wants it. Look at how she wants 
it bad, wants it in her mouth, down her throat. Look at 
how she wants you to stick your hard young cock past 
her lips, into her mouth, down her throat, down deep 
into her throat. She wants you to spunk her, spunk her 
deep in her mouth. She loves cum. She wants your cum in 
her mouth, cum down her throat."

As Tom moved into hyper-fuck again, I heard him urging 
my little brother, "Go ahead, Billy. Go ahead and spunk 
her. Fuck your cock into your sister’s mouth and spunk 
her."

The hyper-fuck did its part. With no resistance I 
turned my head towards my brother’s cock and opened my 
mouth, opened it wide. When the hyper-fuck was over, my 
little brother’s hard long cock was in my mouth, in my 
mouth where I was already sucking it, tasting it, 
loving it.

Then I felt Tom fucking me more violently than ever 
before. Apparently the sight of my little brother’s 
cock in my mouth was inspiring him. Wham! He slammed 
his cock deep into my cunt. Wham! Wham! Wham! Over and 
over again, violent fucks, slamming harder and deeper 
into me. I was heading towards an orgasm. So was Billy. 
Soon he would spunk me, soon he would spunk my mouth 
with his young boy cum. I wanted it. I wanted it bad.

As Billy’s first load filled my mouth and started down 
my throat, I came. I came and I came hard. Billy’s cum 
was sweet. It had the taste of young sex, forbidden 
young sex. I knew I wanted it, wanted it all. I knew I 
would want it again.

Wham! Tom hit my cunt again, even harder, even 
deeper... my orgasm was all encompassing. Billy’s 
second load spilled out of my mouth as I tried to 
swallow it, swallow it all. His hips were fucking my 
mouth now, his cock going in and out, in and out. 
Below, Tom kept slamming into my cunt, slamming really 
hard, slamming violently. Apparently he hadn’t cum yet.

Billy was finishing, however, and my orgasm was 
subsiding slowly. As Billy took his cock from my mouth, 
Tom pulled his cock out of my cunt and leaned over me, 
beating off his cock as he pointed it at my tits, 
pointed it at my face.

As I looked up, Tom’s first load splattered my chin, 
mouth and cheek. Out came my tongue, lapping up what it 
could reach. Tom’s second load splattered my left tit, 
dripping over my nipple. The rest of Tom’s load 
dribbled onto my tummy and cunt. He had made a mess of 
me. Here I laid, naked in front of my thirteen year old 
brother and my college stud, both of whom had just 
spunked me, spunked me royal.

Out of habit, I started scooping up the cum on my face 
and feeding it into my mouth. "See how she loves cum, 
Billy," Tom instructed. "See how she loves to eat it. 
You can feed her a load any time you want. Anytime you 
get hard, just stick that young cock in her mouth and 
feed her, spunk her good. She loves it. Do it anytime 
you want, in any place, in front of anyone, do whatever 
you want to your older sister. She’s now your personal 
fuck puppet."

As I scooped up the cum in my bush and sucked it off my 
fingers, I saw Tom and Billy, standing over me, naked 
with glistening cocks, talking about how Billy could do 
whatever he wanted to me, whenever, anywhere, in front 
of anyone. They were laughing about how I was his fuck 
puppet, his sex toy, always available, always ready for 
a feeding.

As I got up to shower, those words kept ringing in my 
ears. Was it true? Had something just changed? Was I 
now my little brother’s fuck puppet? Could he do 
anything he wanted to me? Anywhere? Anytime? In front 
of anyone? As I shampooed the cum out of my bush, I 
felt my fingers running over my clit with the thought 
of my little brother using me as he wished.

Shit. I was masturbating at the thought of being my 
little brother’s fuck puppet. That made me angry. What 
was I thinking?

Slap! Wow... in my anger I had just slapped my cunt, 
slapped it hard right on my vulnerable clit. I was 
trying to punish myself, discipline myself for my 
incestuous indiscretions. Jeeze! It really hurt. But, 
it hurt good.

Without thinking, slap! I hit my clit again, even 
harder. Jeeze, it did hurt, it hurt so good.

Holy shit! What was I doing? Was I going to slap my 
cunt into orgasm?

Slap! I hit that vulnerable clit again, hit it even 
harder. This time the pain was so intense that I 
collapsed to my knees in the shower. I looked down at 
my cunt: my clit red with pain, my cunt lips swollen, 
the shower water pouring over me.

I knew I could rub my swollen cunt to orgasm within 
seconds, so I did. I came right there, knelling in the 
shower, my cunt alive with pain and pleasure. 
Disgusted, I left the shower, dried off and put on my 
robe. I was really disgusted, disgusted with myself. I 
could hear them talking in the hall, talking and 
laughing. They were waiting for me to come out. I 
tightened the belt on my robe and opened the door to 
the hall.

Immediately Billy grabbed me and pulled me out of the 
bathroom. In the hall he threw me up against the wall. 
I was shocked by his aggressive behavior. What was he 
doing? Was he going to throw me around? Was he going to 
hurt me? Was he going to rape me, rape me in front of 
Tom? I just stared at him in disbelief, my back against 
the hall wall, panting hard.

His hands came up, grabbed the top of my robe and 
pulled it wide open, exposing my tits. Shit! He was 
going to do whatever he wanted with me. Would I let 
him? Could I stop him? I felt the cool hall air on my 
nipples as he pulled the robe off my shoulders and 
halfway down my arms, restricting their movement. Then 
he undid my robe’s belt and pulled my robe completely 
open up so that he and Tom could see my legs, see my 
cunt. Silently I stood against the hall wall, panting.

"See?" proclaimed Tom. "She’s yours. She’s your fuck 
puppet. You know what to do."

With that encouragement, Billy started playing with my 
tits. He was very physical with them, even rough, 
cupping them, pulling on them, pinching my nipples. God 
it felt good. I couldn’t resist. I let my arms drop 
down so that the robe slid off them, slid off me 
completely, making me naked in the hall as Billy played 
with my tits and Tom watched.

Then Billy grabbed my hand and started pulling me down 
the hall, through the house, both of us naked, with 
naked Tom tagging along. Billy dragged me from room to 
room, past windows, finally into the kitchen. 

Then Billy let go off my hand and stepped back from me. 
I could tell that he was about to give me an order, his 
first fuck puppet order. "Open your legs and finger 
yourself," he commanded.

What was I to do? If I was going to put an end to this 
game, it had to be now. If I did what he commanded, I 
would be forever his fuck puppet. As my mind pondered 
the situation, my legs opened wide on their own. Shit! 
I was obeying. Both my hands came down to my cunt. 

As Billy and Tom watched, my fingers swirled all around 
my cunt and clit. Then as my hands pulled open my cunt 
lips, I inserted a finger between them. It was so wet 
that I slid the entire finger up into me effortlessly. 
As my other hand started to masturbate my clit, my 
finger started fucking my cunt, fucking it in front of 
Billy and Tom. 

Then Billy grabbed my hand, yanking my finger out of my 
cunt and started pulling me through the house again, 
this time through the family room, then through the 
living room and then into the porch – my mom’s favorite 
room. He pushed me down onto the chair that my mother 
always sat in and stood in front of me, his legs apart, 
his young cock pointing right at my face.

He issued his second fuck puppet order, "Suck my dick!"

Even though I was thinking, "How Freudian is this?" I 
sat forward in the chair and opened my mouth, opened it 
wide, inviting him in. He took one step forward and his 
cock was inside my mouth. God, it felt good, it tasted 
great. I sucked. I sucked and sucked and sucked. I was 
ready to suck him off right there, right there as I sat 
in our mom’s favorite chair. I wanted to taste his cum 
again, wanted him to cum inside my mouth, cum down my 
throat.

Billy had another idea, however. He stepped back, 
pulling his long young boy cock out my mouth, grabbing 
my hand and pulling me up out of the chair. "Come with 
me," he ordered, and he was once again pulling me naked 
through the house. This time he took me down the hall 
past my room, past his room, past the guest room, all 
the way to the end of the hall where our parent’s room 
was. 

He pulled me inside the master bedroom and over to the 
big bed. He had me on the side of the bed where my mom 
always sleeps. He reached down for the covers and 
pulled them off. Then he pushed me onto my mother’s 
bed, exactly where she lay every night, my head on her 
pillow, my body laid out in her spot, my ass where her 
ass laid, my cunt where her cunt would be, naked for my 
brother to see, ready for my brother to fuck. 

"Oh my god," I thought to myself. "This is Freudian." 

Then my brother issued his third fuck puppet order: 
"Open your legs and masturbate."

Laying in our mother’s spot in our mother’s bed, I 
opened my legs wide for my little brother Billy and 
started to masturbate in front of him and Tom. They 
were both mesmerized. As they watched, I slowly arched 
my back, repositioning myself and showing them my hot 
little asshole. I opened my legs wider, opening up my 
asshole as one of my hands came around underneath and 
started playing the anus dance, rimming my hole, 
slightly poking into it, getting it ready to be fucked. 
Finally, with two fingers pumping my wet cunt, I pushed 
a finger deep into my ass. With my fingers fucking both 
holes aggressively, I looked at Billy and asked, 
"Well?"

That was enough for Billy. He knelt on our mother’s 
bed, knelt between by legs and positioned his cock onto 
my cunt lips. My fingers nibbled at his tip as they 
continue to fuck my holes. Then Billy lay on top of me, 
his face next to mine, and he came inside me, came 
inside me as I lay in our mother’s bed.

This was it: the first incestuous fuck. As his cock 
drove itself into me, I kissed my brother, kissed him 
full on the lips. As his hips started fucking, fucking 
his cock in and out of me, I fucked my tongue into his 
mouth.

Within seconds Billy was moaning, then crying out, then 
cumming. I kissed him through it all, kissed him, 
licked him, sucking his tongue into my mouth.

With his final thrust he froze above me, captured in 
rapture, cumming hard in his sister’s cunt, cumming 
hard in his sister’s cunt as she lay in his mom’s bed.

As Billy lay on top of me, Tom came around to the side 
of the bed, his cock dripping precum. He brought his 
dripping cock right up to my face. With my brother’s 
face just an inch away, I opened my mouth and in came 
Tom’s beautiful cock. His hips immediately started 
giving me an energetic face fuck as my little brother 
watched from an inch away. Within seconds Tom came, 
blasting a huge load into my mouth, down my throat. I 
swallowed it all.

When Tom was finished, he calmly stated, "Great night, 
but gotta go, almost 9:00pm."

Holy cow! My parents would be home anytime. Billy and I 
knew the danger we were in. We jumped up, made my mom’s 
bed, ran through the house picking up clothes and any 
other telltales of a young incestuous orgy. When we 
were convinced there was no evidence, I went to take a 
second shower. Tom had left.

***

When I finished the shower this time, I put on my 
pajamas. Mom and dad were home, talking to Billy about 
some tournament he had coming up next week. Hoping to 
avert real contact with any of them, I called out a 
greeting and said I had some homework and then I was 
getting to bed early. It worked. They all left me 
alone.

I went to my room, shut the door and then sat at my 
desk as if I was doing some homework. Immediately, 
though, I thought of my little brother, how he could 
just come in if he wanted, come in and stick his 
thirteen year old dick into my mouth. Holy cow! What 
was I into? What was going to happen? How was I going 
to get through this? How will I prevent my parents from 
finding out I had become my little brother’s fuck 
puppet?

I turned the light out and climbed into bed. Then I 
listened closely, listened for their conversation, 
listened for any sound that might indicate Billy was 
coming, coming into my room. Time past, but nothing. 
Eventually I got drowsy and drifted off to sleep.

I was awoken by the hall light coming into my room. 
Then the door shut quietly and it was dark again, but I 
could see Billy, Billy standing in my room. He had on 
his pajamas, and I could see the tent in front. He had 
gotten hard, and so he was bringing it to me, bringing 
his hard cock to his older sister.

He reached inside his pajamas fly and pulled out that 
young cock of his. As he walked it towards me, he 
slowly stroked it, back and forth. When he reached my 
bed he hovered over me, pulling the covers off me and 
continued to masturbate.

"Unbutton your PJs," he whispered. "Show me your tits." 
Of course I did as ordered, and did so gratefully. I 
was actually grateful that he had come, grateful he had 
brought that hard young cock to me. As I unbuttoned my 
top and showed my tits to Billy, he kept stroking his 
cock, working his precum all over his shaft, into a 
light lather.

"Masturbate!" he ordered. 

Wow, I thought, he wants to jerk off watching me make 
myself cum. Judging by where he was standing, he wanted 
to cum all over my tits and face as I masturbated for 
him.

His fuck puppet swung into action. I knew Billy had no 
control and would cum fast, so I had to time the show 
carefully. As my one hand started playing with my tits, 
the other started pushing my bottoms down, down far 
enough so that he could see my bush, down far enough so 
that my legs could kick them off.

Once my bottoms were off and in a heap at the end of 
the bed, I opened my legs wide, wet two fingers with my 
mouth, and fucked them into my cunt. 

Billy was stroking his cock much faster now, so I 
brought my other hand down to my cunt. As I worked my 
pussy fast and hard, I saw that my little brother would 
be cumming soon. Then I remembered that new thing I 
did. As Billy watched, I pulled back my cunt lips and 
played with my clit, played with so that it filled with 
blood and stood up like a proud little cock. 

Billy started to pant and whisper, "Shit, yes, shit, 
yes."

Then, Slap! I let my cunt have it and have it hard. My 
slap came down right on my clit, came down on it 
viciously. My cunt stung from the slap.

Billy was shocked. Slap! I hit my cunt again, slapping 
my clit even harder. Billy started jerking off full 
steam at the sight of my brutally slapping my own cunt. 
Slap! Slap! Slap! Billy’s first load hit my tits, neck 
and chin. Slap! Slap! Slap! Billy’s next load hit my 
mouth, cheek and ear. 

As his cum dripped all over me, I kept on... Slap! 
Slap! ... and then I was cumming, my cunt in stinging 
pain. My back arched high and I came, came big time for 
my little brother.

When my orgasm finally subsided, Billy took his 
gleaming cock and put it into my mouth for a cleaning. 
I licked it and sucked it clean, then did the same for 
his fingers. He put his cock back in pajamas and headed 
towards the door, whispering, "See you tomorrow, FP."

Alone in bed, my cunt still stinging, I scooped up the 
cum all over me and fed it to my mouth. I ate what I 
could and then just rubbed the rest of it into my skin. 
I pulled the covers over me and fell asleep in my 
brother’s cum, the sting in my cunt ebbing slowly.

***

The next morning, everyone was in a hurry. My dad had 
already left to catch a flight, he would be gone for 
the week. My mom was making breakfast and I was getting 
dressed. I decided to wear my nicest blouse. I wanted 
to look good for my little brother, make him hot before 
he left for middle school.

When I came into the kitchen, Mom was at the stove and 
Billy was sitting at the table. As soon as he saw me, 
saw me in my nicest blouse, saw my tits... he got up 
and came over to me. Without saying a word he reached 
up and cupped my breast. 

I couldn’t believe he was feeling me up in the kitchen, 
my mom just a few feet away. Fortunately her back was 
to us so she didn’t see her little boy feeling up his 
older sister. He had both hands on my tits now, playing 
with my tits in a rough fashion. Then he took one of my 
hands and put it over my skirt on my mound while he put 
my other hand over his jeans on his cock. 

As he played with my tits, I masturbated both of us at 
the same time. God it felt good. The fact that my 
mother might turn around and see it all made it even 
more exciting.

Then he pulled me into the hall and pushed down on my 
shoulders. I knew what he wanted. I knelt on the hall 
floor before him and unzipped his fly. With some 
difficulty I got his cock out. Immediately he shoved it 
into my mouth and played with his balls. As I kissed, 
licked and sucked his hard cock, he remained silent. As 
my mother cooked eggs a few feet away, my little 
brother started to fuck my face. As he got close to 
cumming, he pulled his cock out of mouth and whispered, 
"Use your hands. Splatter me all over your blouse."

He wanted a hand job. With one hand on his balls and my 
other hand stroking his cock, I pointed him at my tits 
and beat him off, beat him off good. Splat! His first 
load was all over my right tit, soaking my blouse. 
Splat! His second load was right down the middle. As he 
continued to spurt and drip, I wiped his cock tip all 
over my blouse, making a complete mess of it.

"Eggs are ready," my mom called out. "Great" replied 
Billy, putting his cock back in his jeans. "Jus a sec, 
Mom," I called out as I stood up. "I want to switch to 
a different blouse."

By the time I got back to the kitchen, my eggs were 
cold and Billy had gone to school. My mom was in a good 
mood and we talked a while before I left for high 
school.

***

In my last class of the day, I started thinking again 
about my little brother. He knew I always got home 
about a half hour before him. He would expect me to be 
there, expect me to be waiting for him. My mom wouldn’t 
arrive home until hours later. My dad was gone for the 
week.

Against my will, I started thinking about what I should 
be wearing when he got home. Normally I don’t change 
clothes when I get home from school, but everything was 
different now. I wanted to excite him, get him going, 
get him hard just with the sight of me.

By the time I got to our house, I was already wet just 
from thinking about the different clothes I might greet 
him in. I had a hot tank top in mind that, especially 
if I didn’t wear a bra, would be a terrific turn on. I 
got to my bedroom and took off my shirt and bra and 
started to look for the tank top.

Glancing up at the mirror, I saw what I looked like 
just in jeans, naked from the waist up. The image made 
me freeze and stare. I couldn’t believe how good I 
looked. Tan, slender, athletic, with two small tits to 
die for. As I started to walk around the room, I 
continue to glance at the mirror, admiring how hot I 
looked, how sexy.

For some reason I was compelled to walk out of my room 
and down the hall. Parading through my house naked from 
the waist up was an exhilarating turn on. Feeling the 
air on my skin, letting my nipples lead me from room to 
room, staring into every mirror in the house... all 
this was turning me on big time. Besides, it reminded 
me of how Billy pulled me naked through the house the 
night before.

That made me head towards my parents’ room, the room 
where the first incestuous fuck happened. As I stared 
at myself in their mirror, I imagined my parents in the 
room, surprised by my entrance, surprised to see me 
walk in naked from the waist up. Then I imagined them 
in bed, getting ready to sleep when I unexpectedly 
entered their bedroom, naked from the waist up. I 
imagined the look on their faces as they saw my tits, 
my tan tummy, my sexy body.

Even better, I imagined surprising them in their 
bedroom as they lay in bed, fucking. I imagined them 
fucking and looking up at me, seeing me naked from the 
waist up, walking towards their bed, walking towards 
them as they fucked. What would they say? What would 
they do? Then I remembered my little brother laying me 
down in my mother’s spot and fucking me, fucking me 
hard.

My daydream was interrupted by a sound out front. Was 
my brother arriving a bit early? I rushed back to by 
bedroom and listened. False alarm. 

Getting back to business, I found the tank top and 
tried it on. Yes. Yes, indeed. I looked hot in it. I 
felt hot in it. The tank top made me look even sexier 
than being naked from the waist up. I knew instantly 
that one glance at me in this top would get my little 
brother hard, get him coming after me. 

The only thing that might make me look even sexier 
would be to show more skin. The tank top left a lot of 
midriff exposed, but it could show even more. I took 
the top off, grabbed some scissors and cut a few inches 
into it. Then I tore off the bottom three inches of the 
top. When I put it back on, I just about creamed in my 
jeans.

My god, I was sexy. Now the top barely came down over 
my little tits. A ton of my tan, flat tummy was 
exposed. This top said "Fuck me, fuck me now" loud and 
clear. It also made me realize that if a little more 
skin looks this good, a lot more skin would look even 
better. 

So I found a pair of very short cut-offs to wear with 
my freshly trimmed tank top. I took off my jeans and, 
standing in just the tank top and my black panties, I 
again glanced at the mirror. I knew immediately that I 
was now dressed, dressed to meet my little brother – no 
need for the cut-offs. The combination of the super 
revealing tank top and my panties was spectacular. I 
thought to myself, "Penthouse would pay a fortune for a 
pictorial of jailbait like me!"

Once again I started walking around the house, feeling 
the exhilaration of semi-public sex. As I walked past 
windows I would slow down, increasing the chance 
someone might see me. By the time I reached the kitchen 
I was so hot that I had to sit on a stool and play with 
my clit through my panties. 

I realized suddenly that I was very wet and that my 
panties were staining. The thought of my brother seeing 
a big wet pussy spot on my panties was hilarious. I 
continued to masturbate, making the stain as big and 
dark as possible.

Finally I heard someone at the front door, heard the 
key going in, the door being pushed open. My little 
brother was home... it was time to start again!

But then I heard him talking. Who was he talking to? I 
stood straight up and listened carefully. Then I heard 
a second voice, that of a girl. My god, he had brought 
a girl home and they were walking right towards the 
kitchen, right towards me. I was cut off. There was no 
escape. As my mind raced wildly and my heart pounded, 
my brother came into the kitchen with a young girl, a 
very hot young girl.

I had never met her, but I knew who she was. And I knew 
her reputation. Her name was Kelli and she was the 
super sexed eighth grade girl. She was absolutely hot 
with long blonde hair, a slender tan body and 
remarkably sexy tits. I’m sure all the guys were 
lusting after her, probably some of the teachers, too. 
My god, look at her! I suspected that even the junior 
high girls lusted after her, or at least wanted to be 
her. She was pure, young sex.

Even though I was in a panic, I was determined to be 
cool. "Hi, little brother," I somehow managed to get 
out, sounding somewhat calm, maybe even a little cool.

"Wow," is all he said back, staring at me, staring at 
my tits jutting through my tiny tight tank top, staring 
down at my legs, staring at my snatch.

"Who’s your young friend?" I asked, convinced I could 
pull off the cool act. 

I watched a smile come over her face... a dark, very 
sexy smile. She said nothing, just stared at me. Except 
rather than look me over like my brother was doing, her 
stare focused on my snatch, focused as if her eyes were 
burrowing through my cunt lips, burrowing into my sex. 
Then she laughed and said, "I guess you were looking 
forward to your brother coming home!"

Suddenly I remembered the big wet pussy stain on my 
panties. 

"Yes," I replied, continuing my cool act. As I said, 
"Nice surprise to have you join us," I opened my legs 
slightly to give them a good view of the big stain.

"So what he said is true?" she asked me. 

"What did he say?" I asked back, sounding cool.

But she didn’t respond. She couldn’t say it out loud. 
It was too outrageous, too bizarre. 

In the midst of the silence, my brother walked up to me 
and cupped my left tit, rubbing it, pulling on my 
nipple, playing with it right in front of his young 
friend. It felt so good, so good to have him play with 
my tit right in front of the young girl.

"Sooooo," she finally murmured quietly. "It is true. He 
can do what he wants with you. And you let him do it."

"She wants me to do it," corrected my brother as his 
other hand came up and played with my other tit. 
"Anything I want, anywhere I want, any time I want, in 
front of anyone I want. She’s my fuck puppet."

With that he pinched both my nipples and pulled them 
straight out. It hurt, it hurt real nice. As he 
released them, he instructed his friend to come closer, 
get a better look. She wasn’t shy about coming closer. 
She walked right up to me, close enough that I could 
smell her, smell her youthful beauty.

As she watched close up, he slipped his hand under my 
tank top and cupped my tit. Then he pulled up the top a 
bit and showed her my breast, showed her my hard 
nipple. Then he raised the entire front of the tank top 
up so that she could see both my tits. God, it was 
exciting. My little brother was showing my tits to his 
hot thirteen year old girl friend. She stared at my 
tits, just stared at them. I could see the hunger in 
her eyes.

While she watched, I raised my arms up so that Billy 
could pull the tank top up and off me. Then I stood in 
front of her, just in my black panties, the pussy stain 
getting darker and larger.

"What do you want to see her do?" Billy asked the young 
girl. "Just name it, she’ll do it."

"Well," she replied. "how about the obvious?"

"The obvious?" I asked her.

"Yeah... the obvious. Suck your little brother’s dick." 
Billy started to laugh, but I just dropped to my knees 
and started unzipping his jeans. By the time I had his 
cock and balls out, free from his jeans, he wasn’t 
laughing anymore.

I knew she was getting hot and I wanted her to get even 
hotter. So I decided to give her a great show of my 
sucking Billy’s cock. Rather than just stick it in my 
mouth, I studied it, marveled at it, treasured it. As I 
delicately traced along its skin with my fingertips, my 
tongue would gently tease it, caress it. 

When my lips finally touched it, it was the sweetest 
little kiss right on its tip. The precum drew like a 
string of honey between his hole and my lips. Then my 
tongue went back to the tip and, right on its top, 
right on the treasure hole, darted across it like a sex 
snake, teasing the precum out of the hole. Billy 
moaned. The young girl was silent, but I knew she was 
watching.

Then I got up high on my knees and took the tip into my 
lips. Staying with just the tip, I started to suck. I 
sucked and kissed and sucked and kissed that tip, 
driving Billy crazy. I heard the young girl whisper a 
slow "Shit." 

As my lips sucked away at just his tip, my hands 
started working his shaft. I beat him off, beat him off 
right there. I beat off his shaft as I sucked his tip 
between my lips, beat him off into my mouth. 

His cum came at me like a blast from a fire hydrant. 
Down my mouth went, encompassing the length of his 
cock, taking all of him into me, deep into my mouth. 
His hips went into action, fucking into my throat as 
his second load blasted. His cum gushed into my mouth, 
his hips fucking my face like it was a cunt, like it 
was a wide open cunt sucking all around his orgasm. 

I held him in my mouth like that until his little hole 
had finished spurting, had drained itself and he had 
regained control. Once he was steady, I backed away 
from him with my mouth open, showing the young girl his 
cum in my mouth. Then I swallowed it, swallowed it all 
right in front of her.

"Shit," was the first word out of my little brother’s 
mouth. "Shit that was good. You gotta do that to her. 
Make her cum like that."

I looked up at the young girl who was staring at me 
with an incredible excitement in her eyes. My hands 
went around her ass and pulled her to me, pulled her 
cunt right onto my mouth. She made a feeble comment, 
something like, "Hey, I’m a girl," but she made no 
resistance. I’m sure my mouth on her cunt, even through 
her jeans, was giving her a sensation she could not 
deny. 

I kept my mouth on her cunt, munching away at her mound 
through her jeans, not giving her a chance to think 
about what was happening to her. I wanted to insure she 
didn’t have a chance to escape.

As my mouth munched away, my fingers dug into her ass, 
feeling up her ass cheeks, pulling her ass checks 
apart. As soon as I felt her hips start to move, start 
to make little fucks into my face, I knew I had her. I 
knew I could strip her right there, strip her and fuck 
her right there. She was so young, so hot... and right 
now she was mine.

I kept munching her mound with my mouth as my hands 
moved from her ass up her sides and right onto her 
tits. Jeeze... they were so small, so small and firm, 
clearly only partially grown. I loved the way her 
thirteen year old tits felt. I started playing with 
them, playing with their young, small shape, their firm 
little nipples.

I could tell from her moaning and the way she was 
fucking her mound into my mouth that she was on fire, 
ready to be stripped. My hands pulled at the buttons on 
her shirt, opening it up. Within seconds I was pulling 
her shirt wide open, pulling it off her shoulders. 

Finally, I took my mouth off her mound. I had left a 
wet spot on her jeans. I looked up and saw that flat 
tan tummy of hers and, oh my god, it was a turn on. A 
flat thirteen year old tummy – tan, sexy, sweet – I had 
to have her. 

As I looked up further, I saw them, I saw those small, 
partially grown tits in a sexy black bra. My god, I had 
to have them, too.

I finished pulling off her shirt and let it drop to the 
floor. Then I quickly reached around her back and undid 
the bra hook. Immediately I pulled that little black 
bra off her sexy little tits so that I could see them. 

Jeeze... it was like a religious experience. I had 
never felt such a pang of yearning as when I saw her 
young tits naked. They were more than perfect, more 
than desirable. They were so small, so firm, so 
pointing upward. Her tiny nipples were a sweet tan 
color with a gorgeous sheen to them. My god, I could 
spend the rest of the day playing with her thirteen 
year old tits.

Up my tongue came and started to play the sex snake 
game with her young little nipples: flick and dance, 
little suck, flick and dance, light drag, flick and 
dance. 

I was in heaven but she was in Nirvana. She sucked her 
slim tan tummy in and stuck her young tits out for the 
delights of my mouth. Judging from her heavy breathing 
and extrovert body language, I figured I could make her 
cum with just my mouth on her thirteen year old tits. 
OK with me.

My mouth swung into more aggressive action on those 
little tits of hers. Sucking, lightly biting, roughly 
licking and flicking with my tongue... I was giving her 
tits the treatment. Her response was to moan over and 
over again, "Shit, yes, oh shit." Then I put one entire 
tit deep into my mouth and sucked it hard as my tongue 
worked on her nipple. She was now gasping. My mouth 
completely devoured her other tit, and did the same. 

Then I released her tits and stood up. She just stood 
there, gasping, looking at me with the deepest hunger. 
I looked down at her tits. They were even more 
beautiful, more aroused, more sexy than before.

My hands went to her jeans, unsnapped them, unzipped 
them and went inside them, inside her panties, inside 
onto the soft, delicate hairs of her light bush. With 
my hands in her pants, I pulled her to me so that our 
tits touched. It was electrifying to both of us. As our 
nipples caressed each other, my fingers found the 
sweetness of her cunt lips, their wetness.

As my fingers slipped around on her wet cunt lips, my 
mouth was just inches from her young sweet mouth. As 
she panted I could smell her sweet breath. I breathed 
heavily into her mouth, heavily so that she could smell 
my breath mixed with the smell of my little brother’s 
cum. Ever so slowly I moved my mouth towards hers. Ever 
so lightly my lips took in her upper lip, nibbling on 
it, sucking on it, licking it, kissing it. Ever so 
lightly I kissed her on both lips.

And then I opened my mouth wide and kissed her hard as 
my finger found the slip between her cunt lips. As my 
finger fucked its way into her cunt, my tongue fucked 
its way into her mouth. We stood there in the kitchen, 
making out.

I quickly realized that this thirteen year old hottie 
was a great kisser. Apparently she had spent many hours 
making out, getting felt up, getting turned on. She was 
fantastic at it and her kisses had me going wild. She 
sensed my erotic response and suddenly she became 
aggressive. 

She pulled me over to the couch and sat me down with 
her next to me so that we could get more serious in our 
making out. As her tongue explored my mouth, her hand 
was playing with my tit. Jeeze, she was good. I was 
getting so hot, hot from making out with a thirteen 
year old girl.

We stayed like that for some time, sitting on the 
couch, making out. It didn’t take her long before she 
had my stained panties off, her fingers twirling around 
my clit, occasionally fucking into my cunt. Her kisses 
were making my head spin. I was falling in love with 
her, especially her partially grown little tits. I 
couldn’t stop playing with them, marveling at how they 
felt, how they looked, how they tasted.

Finally I was able to break away from her kisses, her 
fucking fingers, her thirteen year old tits. I spun her 
sideway on the couch and brought her ass up onto my 
tummy. As I turned to face her I brought her legs up 
high and wide. She understood and grabbed her legs to 
hold herself up and open for me.

Yes. Yes, there it was: her exquisite young bottom. Her 
cunt looking delicious as it yawned wide open for me, 
glistening with sex. But my eyes were focused just 
below it, at her unbelievably sexy young asshole. Oh my 
god, what an asshole. It was perfect in every way: the 
lightest shade of pink, the cutest little hole, the 
sexiest nestling between those extraordinarily young 
ass checks. Her anus was absolutely inviting, 
absolutely irresistible... a work of young virgin art.

She saw me marveling as her hole and so she opened her 
legs even more, inviting me up inside her perfect 
asshole. I leaned forward and used my wet tongue to 
give that tasty-looking hole the laziest of licks. 
Slow. Wet. Lazy, lazy, lazy.

Her reaction was the sexiest, sweetest little-girlish 
"Oh, yes" I had ever heard. Inspired by her approval, I 
used my wet tongue again to give her irresistible hole 
another of the laziest of licks. Slow. Wet. Lazy. She 
moaned deeply again, "Oh, yes".

As I continued my lazy licks across her asshole, she 
moaned her deep pleasure and kept opening up even more 
for me. After a while my tongue started to linger on 
the little pucker of her sweet asshole. As I pressed my 
tongue up against the hole, I felt her pucker relaxing, 
felt it inviting my tongue in, inviting my tongue 
inside her, inviting my tongue up inside her ass. She 
wanted me, alright. She wanted me up inside her ass. My 
tongue fucked deeper into that sweetest of holes. She 
continued to moan "Oh, yes."

With every lick and fuck of my tongue, I saw her cunt 
just inches away. I saw it wetting. I saw it needing 
attention, needing a fucking.

I knew what to do with it, what to do with that wet, 
begging cunt of hers. As I continued to tongue her 
asshole, I began to play with her cunt using my 
fingertips: tease her lips, flick her clit, probe 
slightly inside, light her deepest fires. It worked. 
She writhed. She moaned. She twisted. She involuntarily 
fucked the air, hoping to bring my teasing, swirling 
fingers inside.

Then I started to seriously work her clit, work it like 
I beat off my little brother’s cock. My stimulating 
fingertips got the job done as I watched her clit fill 
with blood, stand up proud, protrude through her 
beautiful cunt lips and say "Fuck me, fuck me now." 
Meanwhile my tongue was fucking ever harder, ever 
deeper into her other cunt... that magnificent asshole 
I treasured and adored.

Then, unexpectedly, as I fucked my tongue harder into 
her asshole, through her pucker and up into that holy 
passage, I let fly with a vicious... Slap! Right on her 
wet cunt, right on her proud little clit. Then... Slap! 
I hit it again.

Suddenly she was sitting up, shocked, dismayed, rubbing 
her clit to make the sting go away. She stared at me in 
disbelief, incredulous. I just stared back at her. Once 
she looked into my eyes, looked deep enough into my 
eyes, she understood. She knew what she wanted to do. 
She lay back down, removed her protective hands from 
her wet cunt lips, her sweet clit... and waited.

As my tongue dove into her asshole again, Slap! I let 
her thirteen year old clit have it again, even harder, 
even more vicious. Instead of protecting her sweet 
cunt, however, her hands fell to her sides, leaving her 
sex wide open for my pleasure, my abuse. Slap! I hit 
her again, harder than ever. 

Her hands squeezed the sofa cushions, but she didn’t 
move to cover herself, to protect herself. Instead she 
opened her legs even further, inviting me to do as I 
wished with her cunt, inviting me to torture it as I 
felt appropriate, as I needed to, as I wanted to, as I 
dared to. Slap! Slap! Slap! 

She took it all. She moaned. She cried out. She cried. 
But she took it all.

Slap! Slap! Slap! I was slapping her cunt viciously, 
slapping it towards orgasm, slapping it into the 
deepest sting, the deepest pain, the deepest sex. Slap!

Then, suddenly, I stopped. She was gasping loudly. Her 
chest was heaving, her little partially-grown tits 
covered in sweat. Filled with sex, filled with pain, 
she gasped for breath. She was so hot, so beautiful, 
and so young.

I watched her raise that young cunt of hers up high, 
fucking the air, searching for the next slap, seeking 
the inevitable fuck.

I looked around and saw the inevitable fuck. There was 
my little brother, naked, cock sticking out hard and 
high, dripping precum on the carpet. Shit! He was 
ready, alright. Ready to fuck his thirteen year old 
cunt friend.

I spun her around so that her cunt faced him, faced him 
open and wide, ready to fuck him, take in his cock, 
take in his cock through her young cunt lips and deep 
into her body. She was ready to be fucked, ready to be 
fucked royal.

I reached out for his cock and grabbed it, brought it 
over to her glistening cunt. I placed its precum-
dripping tip up against her cunt lips, warning him: 
"Slow and easy, very carefully."

Despite her reputation, I had a hunch she was a 
virgin... and I wanted to find out.

My little brother fucked his tip into her cunt lips 
carefully, then he pushed a little more.

That’s when he felt it, felt that little girl virginity 
resistance. He looked at me and waited.

"Wow!" I said to her. "You’re a virgin."

She nodded yes, a bit sheepishly.

"But you have such a reputation for being a hottie," I 
challenged her.

"Well," she confided, still panting, "I make out a lot, 
let people feel me up a lot, make people cum a lot."

"But virginity?" I asked.

"Well," she explained, "I’m very particular."

"Particular?" I exclaimed. "Particular? Well, what 
about now? What about Billy? He’s already got his wet 
tip up in your sweet cunt. You want his hard cock to 
follow? You want him to fuck through that delicate 
virginity and bleed you into womanhood? You want my 
little brother to fuck you, fuck you hard right now?"

She just lay there, in the most exquisite heat of young 
sex, nodding yes, nodding yes again and again, with so 
much desire she was unable to speak.

I looked at Billy. "Go ahead, punch it. Fuck right 
through her virginity. Fuck right through it and then 
fuck right up her thirteen year old cunt. Fuck her, 
Billy. Fuck her eyes out."

I watched the muscles in Billy’s thighs and ass tense 
up just before... Wham! In he fucked, hard and deep. 
Jeeze, in one fuck his young cock was almost completely 
up inside her. Billy was turning out to be a real stud. 

Her reaction was paralysis. Her eyes blew wide open and 
she just froze.

Billy pulled his cock back so that his tip lay in the 
folds of her lips as if they were his launching pad. 
Wham! He fucked into her again, hard and all the way. 
Then, back again so that his tip lay between her lips. 
This time I could see the blood, her blood streaking 
his tip as it lay between her lips. Wham! Again he 
fucked into her.

Then, over and over again, Billy fucked her, fucked his 
young friend right in front of me. I reached over to 
her clit and let my fingers do their swirling, teasing 
thing. Soon her hips were in fucking mode, matching 
Billy’s fucks. Her ass was in gear, she was fucking him 
back, naturally trying to suck his cock in again and 
again, deeper and deeper, instinctively trying to suck 
that sweet boy cum out of his cock and up inside her.

Then she was cumming, cumming all around his fucking 
cock, her moans turning to a scream, a scream that 
lasted and lasted. Then her body lay beneath my 
brother, rocking as he pounded into her, fucking her 
hard into the couch. Billy was still pounding into her 
after her orgasm was over. She had sex sweat all over 
face and body, like an athlete after a marathon. 

"What an opportunity," I thought as I pushed at Billy’s 
tummy and said, "Pull out of her. Go on, pull out of 
her. Take your bloody cock out of her cunt and fuck it 
now into her mouth, cum in her mouth. Put your bloody 
cock in her mouth and spunk her."

Billy didn’t need further encouragement. Out came his 
cock as he reached for a fistful of her hair and pulled 
her head up towards him. His erect cock stuck out high, 
pointing up. God, it was beautiful. Young, long, hard, 
glistening with blood-streaked cum its entire length. 
She saw it for an instant, and then she opened up, 
opened up her mouth, opened it wide. In he came, 
exploding cum before she could close her lips around 
the bloody cock fucking into her mouth. 

He held her head in place with his fist of hair while 
his hips fucked his cock over and over again into her 
sweet mouth. There was young boy cum all over her lips 
and chin, but most of it she had captured in her mouth, 
down her throat. 

It was the hottest sight I had ever imagined: her 
sweaty little girl tits sticking up, her mouth covered 
in cum with my little brother continuing to fuck her 
beautiful young face. Jeeze... I felt like the fuck 
puppet had really delivered. I was at the top of my 
game.

As soon as my little brother pulled his spent cock out 
of her mouth, I dove onto her body, kissing her, 
licking the cum off her face, then kissing and suckling 
those thirteen year old tits one last time. I ended 
with my face in her young cunt, lapping up my brother’s 
cum mixed with her virginity.

Then I reminded everybody of the time, and we knew we 
had to boogie. Mom would be home soon.

We quickly cleaned up all evidence and then headed to 
the showers. Billy used his bathroom, but Kelli joined 
me in my shower. As expected, I couldn’t stop playing 
with her thirteen year old tits. She got so excited 
that I made her cum again, right there in the shower, 
as Billy was banging on the door telling us to hurry.

Kelli got dressed and left, but not before giving me 
one last sweet kiss. As my brother was getting dressed, 
he told me, "No bra. Don’t wear a bra."

I heard my mom drive up as I picked out a shirt and 
some jeans to wear. As ordered, I didn’t wear a bra. 
When I walked into the kitchen, everything seemed 
normal. My mother was chopping vegetables for dinner 
and Billy was setting the table.

When I greeted her, my mother turned to say hi. 
Immediately her eyes glued onto my shirt, my bra-less 
breasts.

"Why aren’t you wearing a bra?" she asked me. 

"I told her not to" offered Billy.

"Very funny, young man" my mom scolded him. Then she 
turned to me again and said, "Don’t go out like."

But before she turned to continue chopping, her gaze 
fell once again onto my breasts. 

Her reaction to my tits was too much for the 
incorrigible Billy. He came over to me and, right 
behind my mother’s back, cupped my breast with one hand 
and started playing with it. God, it felt good, so 
good, especially so since my mom could just turn around 
and see it happening. Then up came his other hand and 
he was playing with both my tits, playing with them 
aggressively, our mom’s back to us both.

I wondered what I would say if she turned around, what 
I would do. Fake being tickled innocently by Billy? 
Would she buy that?

But then Billy started unbuttoning my shirt. Shit. He 
was going to strip me right behind my mother’s back. 
Soon my shirt was wide open, my tits exposed as Billy 
resumed playing with them. There would be no escape 
now. The trap was set, but who was it for?

As expected, my mom turned around to say something, and 
she was shocked at what she saw. Billy made no attempt 
to stop feeling up my exposed tits. I made no attempt 
to cover up. We just stood there, in front of our mom, 
Billy feeling up my naked tits.

"What are you doing?" she screamed. "You can’t do that 
to your sister! Why are you letting your little brother 
do that to do you?" But we didn’t stop. We just stood 
there, Billy exciting my tits with his massaging hands.

Suddenly she was coming at us, coming at us to stop us 
physically. Unfortunately for her, both Billy and I are 
stronger than she is. I simply grabbed one of her hands 
and Billy grabbed her other. We wrestled around a bit, 
getting her under control. She kept shouting at us to 
stop. She also kept looking at my tits, especially as 
we struggled. She couldn’t take her eyes off of them.

Once we had Mom under some control, with me holding one 
of her hands and Billy holding her other, Billy resumed 
playing with my tits using his free hand. What a scene! 
We were forcing our mom to watch my little brother feel 
me up, play with my naked breasts. I loved it. I was so 
excited.

Then Billy grabbed my mom’s hand away from me and held 
both her hands around her back, facing my mom right at 
me. She wasn’t shouting now, just panting, panting as 
she looked down at my tits.

"Go ahead," Billy ordered me. "Go ahead and feel up 
Mom’s tits."

Instantly my hands were on my mother’s tits, feeling 
them up, playing with them, squeezing them, exciting 
them. Then I released them and stood back from her. 
Slowly I removed my shirt so that she could see me 
naked from the waist up. It felt so sexy, so sexy 
showing myself to my mom. Her eyes stared at me, unable 
to look away.

Then I stepped back up to her and started unbuttoning 
her blouse. Soon I was opening it up, looking at her 
tits in her white bra. Then I was working with Billy to 
get her shirt off her without losing control of her 
arms. It wasn’t hard... she wasn’t fighting anymore. 
Then we took her bra off and she stood between us, 
naked from the waist up, Billy still holding her arms 
behind her, pushing her tits forward and upward.

I moved up to her so that my naked tits touched her 
naked tits. God, it was electrifying, mom tits touching 
daughter tits, mom nipples caressing daughter nipples. 
I was in heaven, pressing my tits into my mom’s tits. 
And then we were kissing. Not a mom-daughter kiss, but 
a lovers kiss, with wide open mouths and exploring 
tongues. We stood there, our breasts touching, kissing 
and kissing and kissing.

When I released her from our kiss, Billy released her 
arms. She was no longer resisting.

I stood back from her and unsnapped my jeans and 
lowered the zipper. Then I waited for her to do the 
same. She understood and complied. Right before me, she 
opened up the front of her pants. As I pulled down my 
jeans and stepped out of them, so did my mom. Then, as 
we stood before each other in only our panties, I 
grabbed the front of my panties and pulled down, pulled 
down just enough to show my mom my cunt, to show her my 
beautiful young cunt.

Without hesitating, she grabbed her panties and pulled 
them down enough to show me her cunt, her mom cunt with 
its thick, dark bush. God, she was hot.

Then our panties were on the floor and my mom stepped 
up to me, pressing her cunt up against mine, pressing 
her tits up against mine, pressing her lips up against 
mine. As her tongue came into my mouth, I kissed her 
back in a frenzy. We were standing in the kitchen, 
naked, making out as my little brother watched.

Then, remembering my fuck puppet duties, I took my 
mom’s hand and led her out of the kitchen, down the 
hall and into the master bedroom. I led her over to her 
bed and then laid her down, naked, in her spot. As 
Billy stood next to her, I put my mom’s hand on her 
cunt and started it masturbating. She kept it going, 
masturbating herself as she watched her son strip 
himself naked before her.

His cock came out of his pants rock hard, long, 
beautiful and young. It was a Freudian moment.

"Yes," my mom was moaning. "Yes, come into me my son, 
cum deep inside me." Her fingers were opening her cunt 
lips for Billy, opening them wide for her young son.

Billy knelt before my mom, his cock dripping precum on 
her bush. I grabbed his cock and guided its beautiful 
young tip, guided it into the hole from which we came. 

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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