                       My Hot Little Sister
                         An Erotic Story

     "God Marsha, you've got to be the best fuck in the whole 
world," said Mark.
     I giggled.  It's nice to be appreciated by your boyfriend.  
Still. . . Just being liked as a good fuck, isn't enough to base 
a lifetime together on.  I needed to know if there was enough 
more to our relationship to stand him finding someone "better" 
than me. . . At sex, that is.  I already knew we were well-
matched in some other things. . . Our kinky fantasies, for 
example:  Like our present one.
     Since neither my boyfriend and I had any opposite-sex 
siblings, we had both spent our early years after puberty in a 
haze of horny hormones, just dreaming of the possibilities of 
having a brother or sister right down the hall to help us find 
out, "The facts of life."  Only I understand it isn't really that 
way with real brothers and sisters.  Still, many times like today 
we had acted out the fantasy where "Big Brother" or "Little 
Sister" would sneak down to the other's bedroom, and slip into 
bed with his or her sibling, "Just to feel what it's like."
     Occasionally, we did fantasies where he was my "Daddy" and I 
was his "little girl" or I was his mother, but those didn't seem 
to be quite so exciting as the ones where we played brother-and-
sister helping each other out.  Maybe it's because we already HAD 
real parents, and it was too close to the "real thing" to be as 
good a fantasy; being more like a nightmare.  The nice thing 
about these fantasies was we didn't have to worry about things 
that might happen in real life, like getting pregnant by my own 
father or horny big brother, or getting caught by outraged 
parents, or nosy little sisters.
     We could even pretend really kinky things, like my having my 
"Big Brother" getting me pregnant with perfect safety, since I 
was on the pill; which would be hard to do, if I was really a 
little girl fucking her own brother. . . My parents would want to 
know who I was fucking, before they let me.  Heck, it was only 
because they knew Mark and I had a "thing" going on right now, 
that they let me, even at 16, and when they knew the two of us 
were planning on getting married when Mark got his License next 
year.  Can you imagine what they would say if they found out the 
guy I was letting in my panties, was my own brother?
     But realities like these didn't stop us from our fantasies.  
Today, for a change, I was his "Big Sister" showing her little 
brother what he had been missing.  Only my boyfriend's remark had 
gotten me to thinking.
     "You really think so?" I asked; grinding my crotch against 
his; while doing my best to milk his creamy sperm up inside my 
tight little hole where it belonged.  In a minute, "Big Sister" 
was going to get a bellyful of her "Little Brother's" potent 
sperm in her "unprotected" belly; learning that "the facts of 
life" apply to brothers and sisters too.  Such a kick, pretending 
that you're getting pregnant by your own brother.





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     "Oooh!  You've got to be," he moaned, as I felt the first 
jerk of his penis that heralded the imminent arrival of his 
precious semen squirting inside my horny little crack.  Damn, I 
couldn't wait to get married, so we could do this "for real" with 
Mark's potent seed squirting wildly into my unprotected womb; 
getting me pregnant with his baby.  God! What fantasies we could 
have then!
     On the other hand, I'd better make sure it was ME he liked, 
not just my hot little hole squeezing the thick cum out of his 
horny prick.  I decided to do it.
     "If you think I'M good at sex," I moaned, as I felt the 
first spasm of his prick filling my belly with his precious seed, 
"you ain't fucked NOBODY, until you've fucked my little sister."
     "Ginny?" gasped Mark, as his prick bucked in my belly.  For 
sure, the thought of fucking the little 12-year-old wasn't 
turning him off.  "But she's just a kid!" he groaned, as he sent 
one last dribble of hot sperm oozing into my belly.
     "Kid?" I snorted.  "That little slut?  Ginny hasn't been a 
'kid' since she was six years old, and first sneaked into Daddy's 
bedroom, where she's been sleeping ever since.  I got MY lessons 
in life just by watching my little sister 'practice making a 
baby' with Daddy, when she got knocked-up the first time at 10."
     "The FIRST time?" Mark groaned again, as his prick spasmed 
inside me at the very thought of my sexy little sister getting 
pregnant by her own father at the ripe young age of only 10.
     "Uhuh," I said, completing the calumny.  "You don't think 
she stopped at just ONE, do you?  Where do you think our two 
'little sisters' really came from?  My mother?  Who do you think 
had Daddy knock the little shit up?  Mom's getting way too old to 
have kids any more."  (Another lie.  At only 40, Mother was quite 
young enough to have 3 or 4 more kids if she wanted to.)  "So you 
see," I said, completing the fabrication, "my 'little sisters' 
are also my nieces as well.  It's only because Daddy put a stop 
to it, saying that two kids by his own daughter was enough, that 
Daddy isn't fucking her now; leaving my little sister an aching 
ball of horniness."
     All of this was a lie of course, as Mark well knew; having 
been friends of the family even before we started going steady.  
He had seen my mother with a big belly, and knew that there's no 
way he would have missed Ginny with one.  Still, like most lies, 
this one had a grain of truth in it.  Ginny had only fucked Daddy 
twice, before he found out she was having periods and stopped; 
saying, "I'm not getting my own kid pregnant."
     As for me, I sure hadn't gotten my 'lessons in life' from 
watching my little sister 'get it on' with Daddy, either.  More 
like the other way around, with her sneaking peeks at me and 
Mark; getting the little girl horny enough to sneak into Daddy's 
room, where he was just as horny as she was, from hearing the two 
of us go at it like bunnies.  I only knew about all this, because 
I caught the little shit sneaking out of Daddy's room afterwards, 
with the smell of sex coming from her body almost strong enough 
to knock me down.  If Mother had caught her. . .





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     Anyway, I got Ginny to tell me the whole story the next day, 
when I threatened to tell Mother, if she didn't.  (Not that I 
WOULD have.  I like things around our house just fine the way 
they are, and don't want our parents getting a divorce over a 
little thing like that.)
     Who knows, maybe sometime I can use it as a lever to find 
out how good Daddy really is in bed; and if he's as good at sex 
as my little sister's actions imply he is.
     Whatever. . . In the meantime there was the one last bit of 
truth in my story.  Ginny WAS getting as horny as a two-peckered 
goat, after having had it twice with Daddy, and nothing in the 
month-and-a-half since.  And I figured that with her being 
younger and probably a LOT tighter inside than I am, I wouldn't 
be exaggerating all that much about her being a better fuck.  
Still, being a good fuck isn't everything, as I hoped Mark was 
aware of.  Well, if not, then it was time I found out; BEFORE we 
got married and started having kids together.
     So, if I succeeded in this little scheme to get Mark to fuck 
my little sister, I would accomplish several things at once.
     FIRST, I would get my little sister laid, which she seemed 
to need desperately.  By this time, Daddy probably had put her on 
the pill long enough that she would be "safe."  Or at least, so I 
hoped.
     SECOND, if Mark fell for my little sister instead of me, 
just because she was a better fuck, then at least I'd find out 
that sex was the only thing he was interested in, and all three 
of us would be happier, if the two of us didn't make the mistake 
of getting married.
     THIRD, it was plain just going to be FUN, watching the older 
boy fuck the little kid.  (OK, she's not a 'kid'.  She may be 
only 12, but she's a real woman, where it counts, as she's been 
having periods for over two years now, and while she doesn't have 
boobs and an ass like I do, she's not flat like a pre-teen 
either.  In fact, Ginny is one VERY sexy little girl.)
     FOURTH, if I succeeded, maybe Ginny would find out that 
other guys besides her own father could be just as fun in bed; 
keeping her from ending up an old-maid; pining for somebody she 
couldn't have.
     FIFTH, I was sure that Mark would enjoy it. . . Since I love 
the big lug, knowing I could make him happy, even by having him 
screw my little sister, made me happy.
     SEVENTH, Daddy might feel better, if he knew his horny 
little girl was finally getting laid by someone other than her 
own father.
     EIGHTH, Mother. . . Aw shit!  That's enough.  Lets just say 
I had plenty of other reasons too, OK?
     Well, once we recovered from our respective climaxes, it 
didn't take me long to persuade Mark to try it; once I convinced 
him I was serious, and wouldn't get all uptight about him fucking 
some other woman; especially my own sister.
     Ginny took a little longer; but as horny as she was getting 
after having once (OK, twice.) felt a real man inside her hot 
little hole, she eventually ended up convincing herself, as I 
thought she would.



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     Thus it was, that two days later I found myself once again 
sliding up and down on my boyfriend's thick prick; only this time 
it was while my own sister watched the two of us with incredulous 
eyes.  "Oh my God, you're really doing it," she exclaimed while 
fingering her bare little slit.  It had taken a while, but I had 
finally convinced her that the proper attire for voyeurism, was 
no attire at all.  Ginny was just as naked as we were.  Somehow I 
got the impression that Ginny hadn't really believed that Mark 
and I actually fucked; with his prick going right up inside me 
like this.  Here I had supposed she knew more about sex, with her 
constant peeking.  Not to mention her escapades with Daddy, where 
I saw his thick white cum running down the inside of her leg from 
fucking him, after she left his room that day.  What did she 
EXPECT the two of us to do?  Jack each other off, or something?
     "Oh God, I'm going to cum," groaned Mark, as the stimulation 
of having one sexy girl suck him off with her tight little cunny, 
while yet another equally sexy little girl watched and waited for 
"her turn", was too erotic to handle.
     I felt him twitch inside me, and knew I was having my horny 
little hole filled with my lover's thick creamy seed.  Too 
soon. . . Oh well, this was mainly for Mark and Ginny's sake, and 
I could get off later.  Besides, when he came this quickly, it 
usually meant that Mark would be able to go all that much longer; 
my boyfriend being one of those rare men who could cum two or 
sometimes even three times in a girl, before his prick got too 
limp to do it again.  "Oh God!" said Ginny; staring in amazement 
at where Mark's thick prick vanished into my body.  A thick white 
drool of cum oozed out the side, giving evidence of his climax.  
This seemed to be what so impressed my little sister.
     "Oh God," she repeated, "he came in you."
     "That's the whole idea, Little Sister," I said, with 
satisfaction at the knowledge that my boyfriend's sperm was 
oozing into my womb, where it belonged.
     "But, what if you get. . .?"
     "Pregnant?" I supplied.  Ginny nodded blushing.
     Well, if Ginny didn't know I was on the pill like she was, I 
wasn't about to disabuse her of the notion right then.  It was 
kind of kinky to know my little sister thought I might be getting 
pregnant while she watched.  I almost climaxed at the very idea.
     "Well," I said, "I guess I'll just have to take my chances; 
won't I?"
     Ginny seemed to shudder with excitement.  I guess the idea 
WAS as erotic to her, as it was to me.
     "Now get over here, 'Little Sister'," I said, "it's your 
turn."  I pulled off Mark's prick, squeezing it as I did so; so 
that only a drop of white goo remained on the tip of his white-
streaked cock; most of his precious sperm being trapped inside me 
where it belonged.  I helped Mark position my little sister on 
the bed; so he could slide his still cum-drooling prick up inside 
her.  The white streaks of his and my spendings would just make 
him slipperier, and thus made it easier for him to get inside 
her.  No point in having my boyfriend wipe himself off and waste 
it; having to start all over again.




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     "But I don't. . . I can't. . . I'm not. . . Ow! . . .Oh God, 
you're doing it!"
     I giggled.  By the time my little sister had finished 
objecting, she did, she could, and she WAS fucking my boyfriend, 
as the thick, obscenely white-streaked sausage slid into the 
little girl with a rush that didn't stop until Mark's prick was 
buried to the hilt in her belly, and his thick black pubic hair 
was meshed with the sparse down that barely decorated my sister's 
plump little slit.  I knew my boyfriend was leaking his pre-cum 
and sperm in the little girl's womb, where she so desperately 
needed it.
     "Oh GOD, Marsha, she so tight!" groaned Mark.
     I could tell the older boy was fighting to keep from 
splattering my little sister's womb full of baby-juice, before he 
got all the way inside her.  We both wanted the little girl to 
feel him sliding in and out for a nice long time, before he 
filled her tummy with his seed.  That way, it would be better for 
both of them.  Thank God he had cum inside me first, or he might 
have lost control the moment he put the tip in.  I have to admit, 
my little sister was one hot fuck.  So did Mark.
     "Oh God, Marsha," repeated Mark, "you were right.  She's 
incredible.  I can't believe it. . . She's milking me off inside, 
and I'm not even moving!"
     "I. . . I'm not doing anything," moaned Ginny, "I just can't 
help it.  It feels soooo good!   Auugh!"
     With the last exclamation, Ginny suddenly started bucking 
underneath her older lover; grabbing my boyfriend and forcing him 
down on top of her; so his hairy chest was rubbing against her 
developing young titties, and she had wrapped her legs around 
his; while the two of them rutted frantically like two minks.  It 
was an incredible sight.
     It usually took me ten or fifteen minutes to get Mark to cum 
the second time, as his prick wasn't so sensitive after squirting 
the first time in me.
     Astonishingly, after only two minutes of being inside my 
little sister, Mark achieved his second climax of the afternoon; 
shoving his engorged prick to the hilt in the little girl, while 
groaning all the time about how hot and tight and wet she was 
inside, and how she was pulling the sperm from his prostate right 
up inside her womb.  It seems that I had been right, when I told 
Mark, "You ain't fucked NOBODY, 'til you've fucked my little 
sister."
     I was getting jealous just watching, in spite of my pleasure 
at seeing the two people I loved most in the world enjoying 
themselves so much together.  I just hoped I hadn't overdone it, 
and lost my fiance to my little sister.
     "Oooh God, that was good," moaned Mark, as the two lovers 
finally pulled apart.  Ginny just collapsed in a heap.
     "Thanks, Big Sister," she finally managed to groan, in 
gratitude to me for 'loaning' her my boyfriend to fuck.
     I was more worried about how Mark felt than my little 
sister. . . I needn't have worried.





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     "You're right," he finally managed to gasp, "she IS a better 
fuck than you are."  For a moment, I felt disappointed in his 
words, even if I knew they were true.  Then Mike finished his 
comment.  "But I wouldn't trade you for three of her," he said, 
"'cause YOU are the one I need and love, and who set me up with 
her. . . Besides, isn't a boy supposed to fall in love with the 
FIRST one of his sisters, who creeps into bed with him?" he 
asked, bringing giggles from me, and a perplexed look from Ginny.
     Mark was right.  Ginny might be hotter, tighter, and a 
better fuck than I was, but our fun and fantasies together would 
keep us having fun at sex for many years past the time when most 
people had given it up as, "Too boring."  Sex would NEVER be 
boring for the two of us. . . Especially if we invited my little 
sister to join us once in a while, when she needed it.  Thinking 
of which. . . I looked at where Ginny lay sprawled in an obscene 
flop on the bed.  Her crotch was a mess, as she had managed to 
suck out more sperm from Mark's prick in one two-minute fuck, 
than I usually did in three or four times over an hour or two.
     "C'mon Mark," I said, grinning at my 'Big Brother'.  "Let's 
get our 'Little Sister' cleaned up.  After all, we just wanted to 
teach her 'how babies were made,' we didn't really want to get 
our own little sister pregnant.  Your sperm is probably wriggling 
it's way up inside our 'little sister's' womb right now."
     Ginny looked down at her sperm-matted crotch, at this 
obscene remark, and said, "Oh God, you DID do it in me, didn't 
you?"
     "Yes," I said, with some satisfaction, "and he did a pretty 
good job in me too.  C'mon Little Sister, let's go get cleaned 
up.  Our 'Big Brother' Mark will help."
     Ginny was too wasted to even giggle at the thought of Mark 
being our brother.  Still, she DID giggle when we all got in the 
shower together, and cleaned up.  "There, Little Sister," I said; 
still emphasizing our relationship.  "'you feel better now?"
     Ginny looked back and forth at the two of us, and finally 
nodded.  "I suppose," she said, "but I STILL find it hard to 
believe I just did that."
     "Believe it, Little Sister," I said.  "You did it, and so 
did I.  And you can do it again, any time you feel like it; as 
long as you ask me first."  (I wasn't about to let the horny 
little slut start sneaking Mark into her bed, when I wasn't 
around.  He might find out he liked HER better than me after all, 
if I wasn't there to remind him that a hot little hole and sexy 
body and a great fuck weren't the only things that a girl had to 
offer her mate.)
     For a moment, Ginny seemed to think about it; then shuddered 
for some reason and shook her head.  I guess the idea of sleeping 
with her big sister's boyfriend on a continual basis, wasn't all 
that appealing to her; wanting a man of her own (like Daddy) to 
fuck. . . Not that I blame her.
     "I'd better not," she decided.  "It's OK, for YOU, as you're 
getting married.  I just don't dare."
     I shrugged.  "Your loss, Little Sister," I said, and that 
was that.




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     Or that SHOULD have been that.  It's now about six months 
later, and Mark and I are planning on getting married in one 
more, as we just can't wait to start having children.  Seeing 
Ginny with a slightly swollen tummy just makes me ache to feel 
mine in the same condition, and Mark feels the same way.
     Yes, Ginny's pregnant.  Mark and I have offered to adopt the 
baby, but my little sister wants to raise it herself.  Our 
parents don't know whose it is, as Ginny isn't telling, and she 
made us both promise we wouldn't either.
     She's going to have to raise the baby all by herself; with a 
little help from Mother and Dad, and sometimes from us, when she 
lets us.  Oh well, it's all her own fault anyway.
     How the hell should I know that the little kid was still a 
virgin, and didn't know enough to take precautions?  It seems 
that Daddy really hadn't fucked her after all; just jacking off 
on her tummy; being scared even then, when some of it ran down 
between her legs.  And she had thought that was making love.
     Why didn't the little shit TELL us she was a virgin?
     How was I supposed to know she was fertile?
     It's all her fault. . . It has to be.
     I mean, after all, she's 12 years old.




































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