                       Missing Big brother
                         An Erotic Story

     Lori looked down at where the man's prick was stretching her 
13-year-old daughter's tight little slit.  She knew it would be 
dangerous to let her new boyfriend cum inside the child; as there 
was a fairly good chance he might get the little girl pregnant.  
After all, Cindi was almost the same age SHE had been, when her 
big brother had planted the little girl in her fertile young 
womb.  Not that it was all her brother's fault; no matter WHAT 
her parents had said.  Lori shivered at the recollection . . . .
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     While her brother HAD started things; "copping feels" of her 
developing young body; starting when she was about 6 years old, 
and continuing with things like playing "doctor" and "post-
office" and other games, where he had an excuse to either touch 
or look at his little sister's body; it had been Lori herself, 
who had crossed the line; allowing the older boy to seduce her 
properly.
     While Mark was 4 years older than Lori, the 14-year-old was 
barely more than a bag of hormones; being almost as ignorant as 
his little sister, when it came to sex.  But OH, how the teenager 
longed to learn!
     That summer afternoon had been the culmination of one long 
day of sexual frustration for Mark.  Lori and their cousin had 
conspired almost all afternoon to show him glimpses of their 
sexual charms; while never letting him get close enough to get a 
really GOOD look; or do what he REALLY wanted to do, which was 
feel.
     Miranda, being two years older than Lori, had told the 
younger child how her brothers always wanted to look up under her 
dress (when she was wearing one) or catch her or her sister in 
any state of undress they could.  The two horny boys were always 
trying to sneak peeks when she and her little sister were getting 
dressed, undressed, taking a bath, or just sleeping.  So she and 
Diane had started teasing their brothers, by "not noticing" when 
they took a shower, that the bathroom door was slightly open; or 
"forgetting" to wear panties, when they borrowed one of their 
father's big shirts, and wore it around the house, like some 
ultra-short dress.  The boys pretended not to notice, while their 
sisters pretended not to feel the two boys' eyes following every 
move they made.  It was all innocent fun; and neither the boys 
nor their two sisters seemed to be hurt by it, so their parents 
had ignored the byplay, as if they didn't notice it was going on.  
After all, it was just innocent teasing.  Well, perhaps for 
Miranda and Diane, it was.
     What started that day with Lori and HER big brother, was 
more than just innocent teasing; though it started out that 
way. . . .
     Perhaps the reason was that the teasing Miranda started with 
Lori that day, wasn't quite as innocent, as she and her little 
sister had been doing with their brothers.





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     It started when Miranda told her younger cousin about how 
she and her younger sister had been teasing THEIR brothers; just 
about the time Mark came out and settled down on a towel about 10 
feet away.  Not close enough to be obvious; but definitely close 
enough to almost see up under his little sister's short little 
sun-skirt.  Like his cousins, Mark was trying to "sneak a peek" 
at his little sister's panties.
     Miranda noticed; and pointed this out to her younger cousin.  
"How'd you like to 'do it' to Mark there," she said; drawing her 
cute little cousin's attention to where the child's big brother 
was lying.  Mark was resting his head on his arms; ostensibly 
taking a nap; but once Miranda pointed it out to her younger 
cousin, both girls knew that his eyes were really on their 
developing young bodies; as the older boy tried to get a glimpse 
of either girl's panties, or at least their firm young tummies, 
where they weren't covered by the skimpy sun-dresses.  Feeling 
greatly daring, Lori wriggled around so that she was facing her 
cousin, with her legs facing her older brother, so the boy could 
look directly up her dress, and have a REALLY good look at the 
almost skin-colored panties that matched the short little dress.
     Her cousin was right.  Mark WAS looking; not napping; just 
as the older girl had thought. Both little girls heard the sharp 
intake of the older boy's breath; but ignored it, as if they 
hadn't heard.
     After staring at his little sister's spread legs, as she 
wriggled not eight feet away, Mark could barely tear his eyes 
from his little sister's tight little panties, to look at his 
cousin.  He wanted to be sure that the older girl didn't notice 
him staring up his little sister's panties.  To his shock, while 
Miranda was chattering away to Lori, as if she didn't have any 
idea what her cousin was looking at, SHE had squatted in a semi-
sitting position, with her legs-spread and facing the older boy, 
so he had an even BETTER look at her white cotton panties than he 
had at his little sister's, even though she was almost three feet 
closer.  The older boy's prick was so hard it ached; as he could 
see the indentation the 12-year-old's cunny made in the front of 
those same white cotton panties.
     After about 10 minutes of this, the stimulation got to be 
too much.  Lori's little slit was so excited that she just HAD to 
get up; while her cousin was almost equally excited.  In fact, 
Miranda was almost aching to touch herself "down there" as an 
older girl had taught her, just to relieve her sexual 
frustration.
     Both girls got up off the lawn, (to Mark's intense 
disappointment) and headed back to the house to get a drink.  
Lori, especially, needed it.  Showing off to her own brother!  At 
least with Miranda, it wasn't such a new experience.
     When they got up, Mark carefully kept his head in the crook 
of his arm, so the two girls wouldn't see that his eyes were 
following every move they made; in hopes that he might get one 
last glimpse of either of the girls' cute little panties.  That's 
all he wanted: just a "panty-shot."
     Well he got it; as both girls were unable to prevent him 
from seeing their panties when they got up (and neither girls was 
trying . . . far from it).


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     Only this last glimpse was too short to be satisfying to the 
horny boy; but he didn't dare say anything to let the two girls 
know he had been peeking at them.  If Lori told their 
mother . . . .
     Thus it was somewhat of a shock to the boy, to see his 
cousin Miranda staring straight into his eyes, when he lifted 
them above her waist.  Only instead of being angry, the pre-teen 
grinned at him!  Then, the little girl lifted her short little 
skirt, so Mark could see the entire expanse of her panties, and 
right on up to the child's navel above.  Mark was too shocked to 
notice the slight damp-spot in his cousin's panties, when she 
remarked to his sister, "Your pervert of a big-brother is trying 
to see our panties . . . Why don't we give him a really GOOD 
view, when we go?"
     "OK," replied Lori; thankful that she was facing away from 
her big brother, so he didn't see her blush when she lifted HER 
dress up and walked all the way back to the house that way.  
Miranda followed her younger cousin; purposely putting a wriggle 
in her walk; as her panties got wetter and wetter.
     "God!" gasped Lori; giggling at the memory of the look on 
her big brother's face.  "I can't believe we did that!"
     Miranda giggled too.  This was even better than the fun she 
had with her own brothers; neither of whom was as old as her 
cousin Mark.
     For about two minutes, the kitchen was full of the sound of 
two girls giggling.  Then Miranda said, "How would you like to 
REALLY tease your big brother?"
     Lori thought about it.  "You mean?" she asked; almost 
choking on another giggle.
     "Uhuh.  Mark's going to be waiting out there; just HOPING to 
get another look at our panties, underneath these skirts . . . 
What if he can't?"
     Lori burst into another set of giggles.  "I'll do it, if you 
will," she finally said.
     It was almost 10 minutes of torture for the boy waiting out 
on the lawn to see if his sister and cousin were going to return.  
He was hoping that both girls wouldn't mind giving him another 
(hopefully closer) view of what was underneath their short little 
sun-suits.
     So, it was with some disappointment, that he watched both 
girls return, glasses of Kool-Aid in hand, to settle down 
slightly further away than before.
     Mark didn't dare move closer; but he couldn't help staring.  
After all, it had been fairly obvious that both girls knew he had 
been looking before . . . No sense in trying to hide it now.
     Only the two girls were almost demure now.  Whereas before, 
Lori had lain with her legs-spread, so he could see almost every 
inch of her cute little panties, and Miranda had squatted; giving 
him an even better view, now both girls seemed to be being 
careful to not let him see their panties any more.







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     For almost 20 minutes the two pre-teens teased the older 
boy; carefully moving so he just couldn't QUITE see what they 
were wearing underneath the short little skirts.  With each move, 
one or the other of the two girls' skirts would creep a little 
higher, until finally it began to dawn on the older boy that he 
wasn't GOING to see their panties; no matter HOW high their 
skirts rode up.
     Just when he was about to reach this conclusion, Miranda 
made it clear, by rolling over on her tummy, while still talking 
to her young cousin, as if neither of them knew the older boy was 
watching.  The swirl of her skirt ended up with most of it almost 
above her waist; so the child's bare bottom shone whitely above 
the tanned legs where she had been wearing a swimsuit during the 
summer.
     Lori almost choked, as she noticed her big brother's 
sandbagged look, when he realized that neither girl was wearing 
ANY panties underneath the short little skirts.  Feeling greatly 
daring, the little girl lay down beside her older cousin; 
deliberately sliding down, so HER sun-dress bunched above her 
waist; just like her cousin's had.
     For the next ten minutes, Mark stared at the two girls 
showing off in front of him, while they seemed to deliberately 
ignore the fact that he was staring at their bare fannies.  When 
he got up and tried to get a little closer so he could 
(hopefully) get a glimpse of what was between their legs, Miranda 
and Lori hurriedly turned over and moved away.  Looking at their 
bare buns it seems, was OK.  Getting closer, or feeling them was 
not.
     Only it turned out that was mainly it for the day.  Seeing 
the look in the older boy's eyes was almost scary to Miranda.  
Being 12, she had some idea of just what her older cousin would 
like to do with her.  She nudged the younger girl and they moved 
back towards the house.  Still, she couldn't resist one last 
"shot".  "Mark wants to see our cunnies," she whispered to her 
cousin.  "Do you think we should let him?"
     Lori just looked back at her older cousin, with that, "I 
will, if you will," look.
     Mark heard the two girls whispering and giggling together; 
and wondered if they were planning on telling their parents about 
what Lori's "pervert" of a big brother had been doing.  He wasn't 
TOO worried though; as how would the girls explain taking off 
their panties?
     This was NOT the first time he had seen girls naked.  Their 
parents had taken the family to a nudist resort when he was 
younger.  Only then, Mark had been only 11; and not interested in 
girls yet; and his little sister's cunny certainly held no 
thrills for him.  Now, three years later, he couldn't even 
remember what it looked like . . . at least, not for sure.  He 
found out.
     For some reason it seemed a lot more erotic to see his 
little sister wearing a short little sun-skirt; knowing she was 
naked underneath it, than it would have been seeing the little 
girl completely naked at a nudist-resort.  Somehow it was SEXIER.  
Mark was aching-hard in the swimsuit he was wearing.



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     The two girls paused just before entering the house, and 
turned to face the teenager.  Making sure the boy was far enough 
away, and warning him to not come any closer with their eyes, the 
two girls stood side-by-side for a second; as if each was daring 
the other to go first.
     "Is THIS what you wanted to see?" said Lori, in a burst of 
daring, as she finally lifted her skirt, so her bare pussy was 
staring the older boy in the face.  Simultaneously, Miranda 
lifted HER short little dress; and let the older boy look at her 
cunny too.  Unlike the younger girl's bare little hole making an 
indentation in a pouting, almost grapefruit-sized cunny, the 12-
year-old's slit was more like a crack in the surface of a peach; 
with light fuzz just starting to show at the top.  To the horny 
boy staring, they were both perfect; no matter how different.  
Unable to stop himself, Mark stepped forward; just HOPING to get 
a feel of either one.
     Only that broke the spell; and both girls hurriedly dropped 
their skirts, and fled, giggling and squealing, into the house.  
When they emerged almost an hour later, both girls were wearing 
one-piece swimsuits that completely covered the parts Mark so 
dearly wanted to see.  The show was over.
     Only, as it turned out, The day was far from over for Mark 
and his little sister.
     Later that afternoon, and far into the evening after supper, 
the two siblings were joined by their cousins, as the whole 
family played in the big pool.  Several times, Mark managed to 
surreptitiously "feel up" his cute little sister, and twice he 
managed to feel his cousin's body, while standing next to her in 
the lukewarm water.  Neither Miranda nor Lori objected to his 
hands roaming over their swimsuit-clad bodies; but the older girl 
moved away a lot quicker than his little sister did; as Lori 
seemed to LIKE feeling her big brother's hands on her skin.  
Once, Mark felt up Miranda's sister Diane; actually managing to 
rub his fingers between her legs; but the little girl just moved 
away.  She didn't object; but she didn't seem interested, either.  
Mark KNEW that Miranda was MORE than interested . . . The 
slippery feel of the swimsuit between the girl's legs couldn't 
have come from the water.  However, the 12-year-old seemed more 
scared of her own reactions, and what she might let the older boy 
do, than frightened by his advances.  After the first two times, 
Miranda carefully avoided her older cousin; while still giving 
him big smiles to show she wasn't mad at him.
     Lori, on the other hand, didn't seem to mind her big 
brother's hands on her bare skin; rubbing her fanny, or (when 
nobody was looking) running between her legs.  She didn't 
lubricate the way the older girl did, but she did think it, "felt 
nice."  Only she WAS sexually aware enough to not let her parents 
see her enjoying the older boy's caresses.
     Mark was too horny to remember; and it was only when his 
little sister deliberately moved away from him; pointedly looking 
over at their father, that Mark realized the chances he had been 
taking.  For about an hour, the shock of adrenaline that he got 
thinking about that, kept him from making any further advances.




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     It was only when he found himself alone with the child that 
night, as the two of them were the last in the swimming-pool, 
that he dared do more.
     "God," he said; finally running his hands underneath the 
material of the little girl's suit, "I wish you slept with me, 
instead of across the hall."
     "Mmmmm," replied Lori.  While she enjoyed her older 
brother's caresses, it was getting late and somewhat cold in the 
swimming pool.  Besides, her big brother's words had given her an 
idea.  "We'd better get out," she said, "before Mom and Dad 
wonder what we're doing out here."
     That comment was enough to shock the older boy into 
remembering the chances he was taking.  If their parents found 
out what he was even thinking about . . . <Shudder.>
     After that reminder, the two siblings climbed out of the 
pool, and dashed back into the house shivering, in the cool 
breeze that had sprung up.
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     As said, while it was her big brother who  started thing; it 
was Lori who "crossed the line" and really started the 
relationship that ended with her having a swollen tummy about 
three years later.
     For about the next two hours, the little girl sat watching 
TV, with nothing but a large towel wrapped around her shivering 
body, while her brother kept trying to sneak glances at the naked 
body he knew was underneath it.
     If their parents had happened to come into the room and 
notice the two siblings, they probably would have sent Lori 
either to her room to get dressed, or (if later in the evening) 
to bed.  As it was, for almost two hours Lori sat on the couch; 
aware of her big brother's interested gaze that was more directed 
at the glimpses of bare-skin she showed than anything on 
television.  At the same time, she remembered the feel of his 
hands on her body, the deliciously naughty feelings she had when 
showing her bare pussy, and most of all, the words he said 
earlier . . . "I wish you slept with me, instead of across the 
hall."  By bedtime, the 10-year-old girl had made up her mind.  
Besides, with the wind starting to whip up, it was getting cold.
     While summer wasn't quite over, that night had a slight nip 
in the air; and the windows of the house were still all open; as 
if it was still mid-summer.
     In fact, that was the last-straw, that decided Lori.
     When she woke up in the middle of the night, (actually, just 
a little after 10:30) she was COLD.  There was a slight breeze 
whipping across the bedroom; and even when she slammed the window 
shut, Lori was still cold.  So the little girl padded across the 
hall; and climbed into bed naked, with her big brother.










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     To say that Mark was shocked, would be putting it mildly.  
While he had daydreamed about having his cute little sister, with 
the turned-up nose and giggling smile climb into his bed, and do 
all sorts of nasty things with him, the reality was something 
else.  He barely started to wake up, when he first felt the bed 
sag; but when his little sister's almost freezing young butt 
snuggled back into his bare midriff, Mark almost let out a yell 
that would have brought the whole family running.  If he had, 
then this story would probably never have happened.  It was only 
when he realized it WAS his little sister, and not somebody else 
playing a prank on him, that the 14-year-old recovered enough to 
hiss at the little girl, "What do you think you're DOING in 
here?"
     "Sleeping," came the contented reply; as Lori snuggled down 
into the covers.  The little girl found it VERY cozy and warm in 
her big brother's bed.  "Didn't you SAY you wanted me to sleep 
with you?"
     "But, but . . .," Mark sputtered; still fighting to keep his 
voice down, so their parents didn't come in and find his little 
sister sharing his bed.  While he DID want to "sleep with his 
little sister", the actual thing he wanted to do in bed with her, 
didn't really involve sleeping!  Still, he didn't feel inclined 
to look gift-horses in the mouth.  At least he WOULD get to "feel 
the little girl up," as she was as naked as he was.  "Well, OK," 
he said; pulling the little girl over, "but you'll have to sleep 
on this side of the bed, so Mom and Dad don't see you."  The feel 
of the little girl's naked skin against his, almost made the 
older boy spout thick white cum all over his little sister's 
body.
     "N'kay," murmured Lori; obediently snuggling back at her big 
brother spoon-fashion, and promptly going to sleep.
     There was no way that Mark could sleep . . . not with his 
naked body rubbing up against the body of his equally-naked 
little sister.  His hard-on was so stiff, he felt like he could 
split bricks with it; and he hadn't even started consciously 
feeling the little girl's titties and developing young body yet, 
like he had dreamed about doing for so long.
     "Uh, Lori?" he said; jiggling the little girl momentarily 
awake again.
     "Unh?"  Lori was comfortable; and didn't want to be 
disturbed.
     "Can I put my . . . my, uh . . . 'thing' between your legs?  
It's so hard, I can't sleep like this?"  Mark held his breath.  
Had he gone too far?
     "I don't care; you can do whatever you want.  Just let me 
get back to sleep, OK?"
     "Whatever you want. . . ."  What a line to give a 
perpetually horny 14-year-old boy.
     "You mean it, Sis?" he asked; not really believing what he 
heard.  "Can I slip it up inside you, and everything?"







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     Now THAT, was incredibly stupid, on the older boy's part.  
If he'd had any more sense, he would have waited until the little 
girl got used to sleeping with him, and him feeling her up during 
the night, before he proposed such a completely obscene idea to 
the little girl.  But then, Mark (as mentioned before) at 14 was 
mainly a horny bunch of hormones inside the skin of a boy.  Hi 
prick was doing all the thinking for him.  He was also incredibly 
lucky.  An older girl would have laughed in his face, or possibly 
slapped him.  Lori however, was just a little girl; and while she 
knew that men (or boys, like her big brother) liked to put their 
"things" inside girls' cracks, she hadn't really given it much 
thought.  Besides, he WAS her big brother, he WAS sharing his bed 
with her, and she DID really like the big lug.  So, if he wanted 
to "fool around" with her, then why not?  As long as she got her 
sleep, that is.
     "I don't mind," she said; not realizing exactly what she was 
agreeing to.  "As long as it doesn't hurt, and you don't wake me 
up; OK?"
     "OOOooooohh!"  Mark shivered, and pulled the little girl 
close to him; lifting her leg over his rampant penis; and 
snuggling up close.  The LAST thing the teenager wanted to do, 
was hurt his little sister.  For what he was going to do, the 
older boy wanted the little girl to like it so much she would be 
continuously coming back to him, begging him to do it again and 
again.
     It was all Mark could do to keep from turning the little 
girl over and ramming his swollen prick so far up in the child's 
womb that it would split her wide-open.  Still, he considered 
that shuddering sigh of his an agreement; and besides, he really 
liked the kid.  No way would he hurt her like that.  For the next 
20 minutes Mark remained snuggled up to his little sister, while 
her breathing grew deep and even.  Finally he regained enough 
control that he was able to run his free hand up and down the 
child's body, the way he had wanted to feel her up for years.  
Eventually, the feel of her soft skin in his hands; snuggled back 
against his belly, and rubbing sensuously against his chest, got 
to be too much.  He WAS going to cum; and there wasn't anything 
either he or his little sister could do to stop it.  Perhaps a 
bucket of ice-water thrown on the two siblings would have been 
sufficiently shocking to prevent the rising of the seed in the 
boy's tumescent prick, but not anything less.  Mark slid down 
about 4 inches in bed; and angled his swollen prick up against 
his little sister's hole.  By now, the older boy's penis had been 
dribbling pre-cum for almost half an hour; so it was about as 
slippery as a greased watermelon.  Twice, he pushed his swollen 
peter up against the little girl's slit; and twice it slipped 
away.  The stimulation of the tip rubbing against the child's 
hole was so intense, that Mark was already cumming by the third 
time, when he involuntarily hunched forward; just as he felt his 
little sister's hole surround the ultra-sensitive tip.







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     One half a squirt went up his little sister's front; while 
the rest went inside her.  There was a straining, "popping" 
sensation, and Mark found himself unable to hold back, as the 
incredible sensation of thick hot cum rippling though his prick, 
before being spat vigorously into his little sister's belly 
overwhelmed him.  The tight ring around the head of his penis was 
incredibly erotic, as it throbbed and spat gob after thick white 
gob of incestuous sperm in the child's tiny vagina.  On and on it 
went; as the boy emptied his balls in his own little sister.  
God, did that feel good!
     "Ow!" said Lori; waking up a little at the popping sensation 
as the head of her brother's prick slipped inside her previously-
unused little hole.  "What's happening?" she asked.  Lori didn't 
try to pull away from her big brother though.  The slight pain of 
being entered for the first time was more caused by surprise than 
anything else.  And the warm sticky feel inside her tummy was 
already making the slight sting feel better.
     "I'm just cumming inside you," said Mark.  (Yeah, 
right  . . . "Just" cumming.)
     "Oh," said Lori; not sure what "cumming" meant.  Still, it 
had stopped hurting; and besides she was sleepy.  Whatever it 
was, she was sure the slight pain had been unintentional on her 
brother's part.  It must have been like accidentally pinching 
herself, be just being in the same bed with him.  Lori ignored 
the stuffed-feeling of her brother's thick prick, now just oozing 
a few last drops of sperm inside her.  After all, she HAD said he 
could "put it inside her."  And by now, it was starting to feel 
nice.  Lori went back to sleep; with her big brother's thick 
prick still oozing incestuous cum in her vagina.  Eventually, 
Mark fell asleep too; never bothering to remove his now shrunken 
prick from inside the little girl.  Lori's tight little cunny 
held the glans of her brother's prick trapped inside her for 
almost half an hour, before they rolled apart in their sleep.  
Then the snapping sensation of her brother's prick coming out 
almost woke Lori up again; but not quite.
     It was another sensation altogether that woke the little 
girl up about an hour later.  She was leaking.  At first, her 
tight little slit had held her brother's thick cum inside her; 
but it gradually liquefied until by about 2:00 AM, she felt 
something runny between her legs; and thought she was peeing in 
the bed.
     After getting up, cleaning up the mess between her legs, and 
taking a pee too, Lori found her big brother curled up in his bed 
sideways, and snoring.  The 10-year-old thought about it; and 
then went back to her own bed.
     The next morning, Mark remembered the incredible wet-dream 
he had the night before.  The wet-spot on the bed seemed to 
confirm it too.  Damn!  The boy was red-faced and embarrassed; as 
he hurriedly gathered his sheets up and tossed them in the 
laundry.  He hadn't "starched the sheets" like that for MONTHS; 
not since Billy had taught him how to jack-off that day, just 
before school let out.  As for his little sister . . . Mark was 
completely red-faced.  If the little girl ever found out the wet-
dreams he was having about her . . . Oh shit.  he could barely 
look the little girl in the face over the breakfast table.


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     By lunch time, Mark had almost forgotten the wet-dream of 
the night before.  After playing baseball, swimming, and a ride 
on his bike, the erotic thoughts about his little sister the 
night before had faded to just a pleasant memory.  Mark was 
already planning on trying to sneak yet another peek at his 
little sister's (and sexy older cousin's) panties, when the girl 
stopped him on the way out the door, after lunch.
     Lori had been TRYING to speak to the older boy all morning 
long; to apologize for leaving in the middle of the night like 
that; but the older boy had seemed to be avoiding her.  Could it 
be that he was mad at her for climbing into bed with him?  
"Mark!" she said; finally catching him alone; just before he 
climbed on his bike and left again, "can I talk to you for a 
moment?"
     Mark looked down at his little sister.  Pug nose and brown 
long hair, matching brown eyes, and cute sexy body (for a 
10-year-old) peered back at him.  Mark LIKED his little sister; 
as mentioned before.  "What's up, short-stuff?" he asked.  Lori 
was tall for 10; but still short compared to her 14-year-old 
brother.
     The little girl grinned back.  If he could kid; then so 
could she.  "Well, String-Bean," she replied; referring to his 
skinniness, "I just wanted to apologize for sneaking into your 
bed like that, last night.  I won't do it again.  I'm sorry I 
bothered you like that.  OK?"
     When her brother just looked at her with his jaw-gaping and 
didn't answer, Lori felt REALLY bad.  The older boy looked like 
he had been hit by a semi.
     "I'm sorry," she sniffled, "I won't do it again.  But you 
DID say you wanted me to."  Lori looked as if she was about to 
burst out crying.
     If the older boy wasn't careful, he knew he was going to 
have a bawling little girl on his hands; and how would he explain 
THIS to their parents?  Especially, when they wanted to know what 
he had done to make the little girl cry?
     "Hey, Short-Stuff," he said gently; cradling her face in his 
hands, and tipping her head up to look at him.  "I'm NOT mad at 
you.  Quite the opposite, in fact."
     By now, the implications of the little girl's words had 
sunken it.  It HADN'T been just a "wet-dream."  And Lori had 
LIKED it!  Or at least, she hadn't minded; which to the horny boy 
was almost as good.
     "You're not?" she sniffled.
     "No.  In fact, I enjoyed it very much," he reassured her.
     "You DID?"  Lori wasn't sure whether to believe her big 
brother, or not.
     "Uhuh.  In fact, I wish we could do that EVERY night."  (The 
understatement of the year.)
     "Really?  You mean you wouldn't mind me sleeping with you 
tonight?"
     Talk about a horny teenager's wet dream!






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     "I'd LOVE it," he understated.  "Especially, if you let me 
put my 'thing' in you, like I did last night . . . you remember?"
     Lori barely did.  Whatever her big brother was talking about 
though, hadn't bothered her, that was for sure.  If he wanted to 
do the same thing again, then so did she.  Like her the older 
boy, Lori LIKED her big brother.
     "Well, OK," she replied, "if you're sure you won't mind."
     "I'm sure," he said; unable to restrain a grin at the 
thought of "minding" having his little sister slip into his bed; 
where with any luck at all, he could slip his swollen prick into 
HER; just like he had the night before.
     As the little girl turned to go, grinning now, another 
thought struck him.
     "Uh, Lori?" he said.
     The little girl raised two bright eyes at her big brother.  
If the older boy had asked her to go into his bedroom right then 
and had wanted to fuck her properly, the little girl wouldn't 
have raised an objection even if it had hurt, which it probably 
would have.  Lori was too grateful to have raised an objection.  
Only Mark was thinking of something else.
     "If Mom or Dad find out you're sleeping in my bed," he said, 
"they might get mad at both of us."
     Lori's mouth make a silent "Oh" at her big brother.
     "So we've got to be careful," he warned her.  "If we don't, 
I'm pretty sure they'll make us stop."  The second-biggest 
understatement of the year.
     Lori thought about it.  Somehow, she knew her brother was 
right.  The little girl hated to lie to her parents . . . On the 
other hand, who said she would be lying?  Mark and Lori lived in 
their bedrooms at one end of the house, while their parents lived 
at the other.  The two little kids in the middle, wouldn't be any 
bother; as they knew better than to snoop in their older 
siblings' rooms.  As long as they didn't go ASKING if they could 
sleep together, they wouldn't be breaking any rules if they did.  
After all, how many parents tell their children not to sleep 
together.  In fact, many kids did just that (when they were both 
the same sex).  So why not?
     Lori decided her big brother was right.  As long as they 
didn't ask, they were OK.
     That night, Lori waited until the house calmed down, and 
slipped into her big brother's bed a whole hour earlier than the 
previous night.
     This time, it wasn't any surprise to the little girl, when 
her big brother's thick prick slipped inside her hole; spasming 
her tight little vagina full of thick slippery cum before the 
older boy had barely gotten inside her.  So Mark was able to 
clean up this time; having brought enough tissues to wipe with; 
so they didn't get another "wet-spot" on the bed.  Only they did 
anyway.
     When he woke up in the night next to his sleeping little 
sister, the older boy just couldn't resist "slipping the meat" to 
the little girl, one more time.  For almost 10 minutes this time, 
Mark was able to enjoy the child's tight little hole massaging 
the end of his prick, before he exploded with another big wave of 
incestuous cum in the child's belly.


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     Then, when she woke up in the morning, with her big 
brother's seed still squishing inside her, Lori didn't object 
when the older boy wanted to do it again.  This time, he managed 
to get almost three inches of fat brotherly prick inside the 
little girl, before feeling his sister's tight little slit 
massaging his penis got to be too much for Mark; and he exploded 
yet another wave of hot slippery cum inside his little sister's 
body.
     By the third night, Lori had gotten used to feeling her 
brother sliding in and out, and had begun to enjoy the stuffed 
feeling of his prick swelling inside her hole before spitting 
warm sticky cum inside her body.
     It was two weeks before she had her first climax though; and 
almost three months before they were both "getting off" one 
night, and their lovemaking got so violent that one second Mark 
was halfway inside her, and the next his prick was buried to the 
hilt in the child's body, while his prick spat wave after wave of 
hot sticky cum at his little sister's uterus; until her belly was 
full of her big brother's seed, and his incestuous sperm was 
soaking into her developing womb.
     Lori was sore for three days after that; but by the end of 
the week neither sibling was happy until the older boy had slid 
his swollen prick ALL the way up inside his little sister's tight 
little hole, and squirted at least three good shots of thick 
white cum directly at the child's developing young womb.  By 
then, Mark had learned about girls and their virginities, so 
neither sibling was worried about Lori losing hers.
     Each night, Lori would wait until their parents had settled 
down for the night, then slip across the hall to her big 
brother's bed.  Then, the two siblings would fuck, until both got 
off.  Afterwards they would settle down to sleep spoon-fashion.  
Sometimes Mark would sleep with his prick inside his little 
sister, but usually it was too limp after "getting off" in the 
little girl, to even have a chance to slide back inside her.
     Sometimes he would wake in the night, and fuck his little 
sister while the little girl slept; sending even more splashes of 
incestuous seed squirting against the child's uterus.  Usually, 
in the morning they would manage a second (or third) fuck, before 
getting up.  Lori got in the habit of placing an alarm-clock 
under their pillow, before going to sleep.
     Then, she would go to the bathroom and clean up; before 
returning to her room to get dressed.
     By the time Lori was 12 and having periods, both siblings 
knew just what they were doing, but neither could stop.  Mark 
TRIED; but the feeling of his little sister's naked body 
snuggling up to his, while her hot voice tickled in his ear, 
"'wanna fuck, Big Brother?" was always enough to cause his 
resolves to crumble, like a cookie in a bucket of hot water.  And 
by then Lori could no more resist her big brother, than he could 
resist her.  The dangers of her getting pregnant just seemed to 
ADD to the nastily-obscene thrill of a brother fucking his own 
cute little 13-year-old sister.





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     Yes, 13-year-old.  It was amazing that they got away with it 
as long as they did; with the older boy's potent seed squirting 
in thick white spurts into his little sister's unprotected young 
womb for over three years.  Neither sibling even THOUGHT of 
birth-control; as they knew that if their parents ever found 
condoms, pills, or diaphragms around (or even contraceptive-
jelly) then the relationship of the two children would become 
obvious.
     As said, it was absolutely amazing, that they got away with 
it as long as they did.  In fact, Lori was over 6 months pregnant 
with her brother's baby, and it was only the fact that they 
overslept one morning, that kept them from having almost another 
whole month of incestuous relations, before the girl's swollen 
tummy made her parents suspicious.  At the time, they just 
thought she was getting fat.
     Still, Lori would never forget that morning when their 
parents came looking for the two children, after they had almost 
completely worn each other out sexually, the night before.  When 
Lori's mother found her son sleeping, naked, with his arm wrapped 
protectively around his little sister's swollen belly that in HER 
nakedness now became obvious, the explosion almost brought the 
house down.
     Two days later, her big brother was gone, and Lori was left 
alone to raise their child.  Her parents never told her what 
happened to her big brother; though Lori thought he had gone into 
one of the services, who took young men at 17.  From snippets of 
overheard by the weeping young girl, of the horrible argument, 
she gathered her brother was given either that choice, of getting 
out immediately, or of being charged with statutory-rape and 
incest, with his own sister.
     Ever since that day, Lori had never heard a word from her 
big brother.  Unknown to her, Lori's parents tore up every letter 
the older boy sent; until after about three years of never 
getting a reply, he finally stopped writing.
     Her parents hadn't treated the little girl much better than 
they did her big brother; acting as if they were ashamed to have 
her in the same house.  Previously, Lori had been "Daddy's little 
girl."  Now, her parents ignored her; just insisting that she go 
to school, and feeding and clothing her as if it was some odious 
chore.  Lori walked out of the house one night, about 6 months 
after her 17th birthday, with her 5-year-old daughter under one 
arm, and never went back.
     Now, almost 8 years later, she had finally met a man who 
didn't think she was a slut for having a daughter out of wedlock.  
She was almost inclined to marry the big lug.
       Things had gotten a little wild in their lovemaking 
though.  Lori had never intended to have her daughter get 
involved.
     Lori had met Jack while working at the lounge in the 
airport.  From the first, the two had hit it off; and sometimes 
Lori couldn't believe her luck.  After all, pilots usually had 
their pick of pretty girls; flitting from one to the other, like 
a bee goes from one pretty flower to the next, to pollinate all 
of them he could.



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     Only Jack hadn't been like that; seeming to look for one 
particular girl, until he found her in Lori.  What it was the man 
was looking for, Lori didn't know at first.  In fact, she hadn't 
figured it out until tonight.
     The man's goatee and polished manner had just swept her off 
her feet.  At first, she had been scared the older man would be 
put-off when he found she had a teenaged daughter, but (except 
for a pointed leer at Lori, which the man made sure the young 
girl didn't see) the child had made out handsomely with her 
mother's new boyfriend.  Now, Lori wondered if they didn't get 
along TOO well.
     She had been in the throes of an enormous climax, for the 
first time in YEARS, when the little girl had calmly walked in on 
them; as naked as the two rutting adults on her mother's bed.
     "Boy, he's GOOD, isn't he?" observed the naked little 
13-year-old; staring in fascination at the enormous dong sliding 
in and out of her mother's hairy slit.  "Can I try him when 
you're done?  Please, Momma?"
                  -----------------------------
     That had been four hours earlier.  How Lori had let herself 
be talked into letting her nubile young daughter have full 
unprotected vaginal intercourse with her boyfriend, she still 
wasn't sure.  Somehow she found herself biting her fist, just to 
keep from saying anything, as she watched the older man shove his 
prick to the root in her child's belly, before a first, second, 
then a third bulge rippled through the tube on the bottom of the 
man's prick, and she knew the man's sperm was even then racing to 
find her little girl's ripening eggs.  Even knowing her daughter 
was right between periods and at the peak of her fertilily, Lori 
found she could no more speak up to stop their frantic mating 
than she had been able to resist the idea of letting the older 
man stick his bare prick in the child's unprotected sex in the 
first place.
     Only when she was sure her lover had planted every drop of 
precious seed he had in the child's womb (matching the thick gobs 
he had planted in HER unprotected sex not half a day earlier) did 
the woman speak up.
     "Well Mark," she asked; thus admitting for the first time 
that she recognized her older brother, despite his increased age, 
greater-height, mustache, goatee, and hair-dye, "how did you like 
fucking your own daughter and getting her pregnant . . . just 
like you did your little sister?"















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