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Those fucking assholes.
Nancy sprinted down her street, her gym shorts flapping around her. Her loose-fitting gray t-shirt clung to her sweaty body, her curly tresses bouncing with every stomp. Breathless, she charged up the steps of her white picket fence home and flung open the door. Her eyes immediately fell to the line of shoes in the hall, but she didn’t spot the ones she was looking for.
Panting and clutching her budding breasts, she called out, “Mike?!”
Kicking off her tennis shoes, she stumbled through her home. Going to the staircase, she called her little brother’s name again. Nothing. She went to the basement. It was empty. She even checked the bathrooms, but they were all unlocked.
“Shit,” Nancy clutched her aching head, going to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water. She’d rushed out of gym class the moment she heard her brother had been sent home after an encounter with some schoolyard bullies. She hated how much he was picked on and was hoping to use this opportunity to ingratiate herself with him more. Though, not for noble reasons.
Nancy loved little kids.
Nancy might’ve looked like the innocent girl next door, but inside was the heart of a predator. She’d struggled with her attraction to younger boys, treating Mike and his friends poorly and distancing herself from them as time went on. She’d behaved… inappropriately with them by trying to join their DnD sessions and introduce them to more grownup ways their characters could treat her warrior elf. But the innuendos were lost on them, and she ended up embarrassing herself.
She didn’t want to feel the way she did, but some things couldn’t be helped. It tied her stomach in knots and kept her up at night. Especially now that her parents and sister would be in Chicago for the weekend. Ever since hearing the news, she masturbated to the idea of seducing Mike while they were away. But… it was wrong.
Finishing her glass of water, Nancy went to the fridge to fetch herself a quick snack. With all the calories she’d burned, she might as well indulge herself. Taking a can of whipped cream, she stacked some strawberries in a large bowl.
Trotting to her room, she placed the bowl of fruits and vegetables on her bedside table. With a sigh, she was about to flop on her bed when she noticed something. The lid to her hamper was open. Nancy usually kept her room neat, so it was unusual to see something out of place. Not only her hamper was in disarray, but she noticed several dirty panties lying on the floor. She bent over to pick them up when she heard a cute little gasp come from her closet.
She smirked. Mike. Maybe she wasn’t the only pervert in the house after all. She did find that dirty magazine in the bathroom but thought it might’ve been her father’s. She gave it a quick flip-through but found it a tad too vanilla for her liking. But if it was Mike’s…
Hiding her smile, she pretended not to hear him and sauntered back to bed, eyeing the little gap between the closet door and the frame. Slipping out of her t-shirt, Nancy threw the item across the room and shook her head. Next, she shimmied out of her shorts until she was down to her underwear. Nancy’s tits were so small, she didn’t need to wear a bra yet. As for her panties, they were plain and white, easily showing her dark and unkempt bush beneath.
Peeling them off, she tossed them aside and hopped onto her sheets. She was still sweaty, but it didn’t matter now that she knew she had an audience. She was so worked up that she couldn’t hold back any longer. Dipping her hand between her legs, she stroked her hairy bush, cooing as she did. Her other hand caressed her left breast, tweaking her little nipples.
Her fingers dug into her cunt, and she curled them up inside her. She moaned, much louder than she normally would’ve, twisting around on her bed like the sluts she saw in her growing collection of porn. Her fingers pounded away at her pussy, spreading her legs wider so her little brother could get a better look. Closing her eyes, she imagined Mike peeking through the gap, being able to look straight at her cunny. Her fingers moved faster, and her heart quickened.
“Oooh,” Nancy moaned, pounding her hole with her slimy fingers. “So good.” She pinched her nipple, twisting it to wring more pleasure from it. Usually, it took quite a bit of effort to get her close to the edge, but she was rushing toward it now. Mike was watching. Her Mike. Was his hand rubbing his little dick now? Was he humping his fingers, wondering what kind of slut his big sister was? Or had he already made a mess in his pants? Fuck, the thoughts were so hot Nancy couldn’t hold back any longer.
With another press on her sweet spot, she called out, “Fuck my ass, Mike!” And squirt sprayed in an arc off the side of her bed and spattered on the floor. Nancy panted, her small chest rising and falling, before bringing her sticky fingers to her mouth to lick them clean. She loved to taste herself. It was tangy and bitter, but it still drove her wild. She sucked her fingers clean, swallowing her cream, and let out a long, dreamy sigh.
“What a sticky mess,” Nancy tutted, looking over her wet sheets. She was playing it up now, knowing her brother was still watching. “I guess I’ll need to clean it up.” She slid off her bed, pretending to look around the room for a towel. With an internal smile, she grasped a fistful of her dirty panties and lowered herself to her knees. Mopping around, she hummed to herself as she sopped up her juices.
While crawling around, she “accidentally” bumped the closet door with her foot. It slammed the door shut and she heard a little grunt.
“What was that?” Nancy stood up.
She gripped the door handle, yanking it open. Poorly attempting to hide behind her racks of dresses and jackets was Mike. Behind his mop of dark hair were wide and terrified eyes. His mouth was open, and his striped shirt was damp with sweat. His hands covered the front of his jeans, hiding an obvious erection.
“Mike!” Nancy barked, putting her best efforts into sounding surprised. She quickly grabbed a dress from a hanger to cover her body. “What the hell are you doing in here?” Eyes lowering, she asked, “What are you hiding?”
“Nothing,” Mike swallowed.
“Bullshit,” she snapped, “What are you stealing you little pervert?”
“Nothing!” Mike whined, his face turning red.
“If it’s nothing, then you’ll show me!” Nancy reached forward, her heart skipping a beat as her hand grazed his groin and pulled one of his hands away.
There it was. What she’d been dying to see ever since she could masturbate. Mike’s cock. It was only for a second, just a glimpse before he yanked his pants back up, but she saw it. It was small, cute, and just big enough for her to seal her lips around. She needed it. She needed to know what Mike felt like. What he tasted like. But she had to keep up the act.
“Oh my god,” Nancy staggered back, “You were… Mike… that’s… I don’t know what to say.”
“Don’t tell Mom!” Mike begged, “Please! I’m sorry. I didn’t know you’d be back and I got scared and I didn’t know you were going to…”
“To what?” Nancy asked.
“Y’know…” Mike looked down.
“Tell me.”
“Masturbate,” Mike whispered.
“And you’re being honest?” Nancy asked, crossing her arms over the dress.
“Yes,” Mike nodded.
“So, what were you doing in my room?”
“I was…” his eyes went to the panties still gripped in her hand, before looking away and blushing.
“These?” Nancy asked, twirling them around her finger. “You wanted these? Why?”
“Don’t make fun of me.”
“No, I want to know why,” Nancy said. “It’s okay, Mike. I promise I won’t be mad.”
“They-they make me feel… things,” Mike hung his head. “I smelled them once and then…”
“It made your penis hard, didn’t it?”
Mike nodded.
“Did you sniff them?”
Again, he nodded.
“Did you lick them?”
Mike looked like he wanted to disappear.
“Well, thank you for being honest with me,” Nancy sighed, “But I’m still going to have to tell Mom about this.”
“No!” Mike cried, “Please! I’ll do anything!”
Nancy’s throat went dry. Those four words. Those four magic words she’d been dying to hear from him. Swallowing she looked away and started, “Well… there might be one thing you can do.”
“Anything!” Mike pleaded.
“Mom and Dad are going to be in Chicago all weekend,” she started, “which already means I’m in charge. But now that I know about this…” she smiled, “…you need to do whatever I say. Starting with answering me truthfully, is that magazine in the bathroom yours?”
Mike went pale. “Uh-huh.”
“And what do you do with it?”
“I just… I look at it. But that’s it.”
“You haven’t… touched yourself?”
“I mean… I have, but it hasn’t… I mean…”
Nancy nearly choked. Her brother hadn’t cum yet. Not once in his life. Which meant she could be the first. But she had to make sure.
“You haven’t made a mess after waking up from a dirty dream?” she asked.
“Like, pee?” Mike asked.
God, she wanted to fuck him right now.
“So, you’ve only gotten hard?” Nancy asked.
“What do you mean, only?”
It figures that their nearly absent father didn’t bother himself with teaching them about the birds and the bees. Nancy learned most of what she knew through watching porn at friend’s houses or gossiping in school. Their mom wouldn’t even broach the subject with her. The first time Nancy had sex was when she was fifteen and it was lousy at best. The only way she even felt a twinge of pleasure was imagining Mike as the one thrusting into her.
“Did watching me make you hard?” Nancy asked, taking the next step.
“Yes.”
“Like, my body? Or what I was doing?”
“Both.”
“So, what do you think if I do this?” She let the dress fall around her feet, showing off her bare chest and hairy cunt. Her nipples were hard as bullets and her pubic hair was glistening with juice. Her chest swelled with how Mike’s eyes roamed over her body, the way he drank her in like she was a fine wine. But she needed to hide the effect this was having on her, at least for now.
“I-I-I—”
“Shh,” Nancy took his hands in hers, “Since I’m in charge, I suppose it’s up to me to teach you about these things. About what a man does with a woman.” She brought his hand to her chest, feeling his small fingers brush her nipple. A shiver ran down her spine, and she stifled a moan. “This is just to teach you, okay? Don’t let anyone else do this but me. Don’t even tell anyone, understand?”
“Yes,” Mike nodded, his fingers groping her breast.
“Alright,” she smiled, “I’m going to take a shower. You wait for me and—”
“No!”
Oh shit. Did she push too much too fast? She must’ve scared him. Maybe if she backpedaled there was still a way to save—
“Don’t shower,” Mike finished.
“What?”
“I like it when you… when you smell like this.” He breathed.
She relaxed. “You like me stinky?”
Mike blushed.
“Just say it, say you like your stinky sister,” she teased.
“I like my… fuck you,” Mike snickered.
“I’ll get you to say it eventually,” Nancy smiled, slipping her finger beneath his chin. She tilted his head back, looking into his large eyes. Nibbling her bottom lip, she asked, “You ever kissed a girl?”
Mike shook his head. God, he was so cute.
Nancy leaned down, bringing her lips to his. They were soft, and smooth, like an innocent child. She pressed deeper into the kiss, running her tongue up and down his lips, begging for entrance. He acquiesced, and she dove into his hot little mouth. Her tongue petted his, mingling their saliva, tasting what she’d wanted for so long.
Pulling away, a strand of saliva clung between them, and she hummed happily.
“There,” Nancy wiped the spit away, “Now you have.”
Mike gaped; his eyes wide.
“Hey,” she looked him over, “Don’t you think it’s unfair how you’re the only one with clothes on? You saw mine, show me yours.”
“Right,” Mike nodded, stripping his shirt off quickly. Nancy brought her hand to her mouth, struggling to hide her smile. His body was slender and his elbows knobby, his flesh was so pale and innocent she wanted to lick him all over. And when he pulled down his jeans… she nearly came on the spot seeing his underwear still had cartoon characters on it. Fuck. She needed to see what was beneath that so badly.
“Here, let me help,” Nancy dropped to her knees, hooking her fingers in his underpants. Swallowing, she gave them a quick tug and pulled them down around his ankles. Suddenly she was at eye level with her brother’s little hairless balls. They were so small and delicate, so unlike the ones she’d seen before. And his little dick was adorable. Even hard, it was barely two inches. He was uncut too, meaning the real thing was still hidden beneath a thin layer of skin.
Precum dribbled from the tip, and Nancy gathered it up with her finger. It was sticky and warm, and she brought it to her nose to sniff. It was pungent, and her heart fluttered.
“Okay, now I need you to hold still,” Nancy said, taking his little penis with her two fingers. Slowly, she peeled back his foreskin little by little. Mike whimpered, likely never having this done before. The more Nancy pulled back, the more she realized how dirty Mike was. The head of his little cock was caked in layers of old white smegma. It was like mold on a piece of fruit and reeked like bitter waste. But instead of wrinkling her nose, Nancy leaned in and sniffled at his dick.
“What are you—” Mike was cut off by his moan. Nancy had opened her mouth and begun licking up and down his head like a lollipop. Little curds of waste rubbed off onto her tongue, and she swallowed the bits down her tight throat. Salty. That’s the only word she could describe it. It felt so naughty, having her little brother’s filthy cock in her mouth.
“Jesus, Mike. Did nobody teach you how to clean?” Nancy tutted, lifting his dick higher so she could get a better look at the bottom. “Look at all this stuff. Is this what you want a girl to see?”
“Sorry,” Mike mumbled.
“I’ll just have to clean it up for you,” Nancy sighed, before popping his whole dick in her mouth. She loved the way he gasped, her teeth gently scraping his dick cheese off his tiny cock. She drew it into her maw, collecting it on her tongue. It was thick and chewy, and she smacked her lips. “Fuck, it’s like gum. When did you last clean?”
“I-I didn’t even know that was there,” Mike stammered.
Nancy swallowed. Does that mean she was eating smegma from when he was just a baby? Her tongue swirled around her mouth, suddenly trying to find every morsel of it. But no, there was still plenty left on his head.
“From now on, come to me if you find anything like this,” Nancy lectured, “I’ll clean it up the way it should be.” She slurped around Mike’s dick, hollowing out her cheeks and she lapped the chunky waste away. The further down she went, the more youthful the layer of smegma. Delicately, she peeled some away with her teeth, feeling it slip between them like gooey cheese.
“Nancy…” Mike’s fingers found her hair, weaving his fingers through her tresses. His nails dug into her scalp, and he humped against her face.
Even hard, his dick barely brushed the back of her throat. Her nose sank against his skin, and she breathed in his little boy musk. Popping him back out, she dove her head beneath his cock and snuffled at his balls. Her saliva hung from them, but she could smell that distinct odor she licked from the boy’s underwear every night. The scent of Mike.
“God, you smell good,” Nancy mumbled, kissing his balls. They had to produce cum for her, they just had to. “Okay, Mike. I’m gonna go back to sucking your penis now, but I need you to tell me if you feel anything weird. Okay?”
“Okay,” Mike nodded.
Nancy engulfed his cock, slurping her way down to his base. She suckled on his little dick, it fit so perfectly in her mouth it had to be fate. He was always meant for her, and she was meant for him. Little drips of precum leaked from his tip, and she savored them.
“Something’s happening…” Mike groaned.
Nancy flicked her tongue over his head.
“I said something’s happening!” Mike panicked, trying to push her away, “Nancy! I think I’m gonna pee!”
Nancy petted his little balls, sucked as hard as she could, and looked up at him with her big blue eyes.
Mike’s hips thrust forward, and she felt him erupt in her mouth. His whole body shook, his eyes rolled back, and his hands dug deeper into her hair. Her mouth flooded with his first seed, so thick and creamy she had to chew it down. She’d claimed it. His first orgasm was hers for the taking. Nancy held the cum in her mouth, swishing it around, feeling the salty goo slide between her teeth. She opened her mouth, showing it to Mike’s stunned face, before gulping his chunky load down.
“Did that feel good?” Nancy asked innocently.
“Yeah,” Mike panted, “What was that?”
“That was cumming,” she smirked, “And you’re going to be doing a lot of that before the day is done. I have a lot of things I’d like to try with you. For educational purposes, of course. But since I’m feeling generous… how would you like to lose that V card?”
“But… you’re my sister…” Mike started.
“And I just had your dick in my mouth,” Nancy wiped a bit of cum from her lips, “Are you really going to pass up the chance to fuck me? Really, Mike?”
She stood up and lay on the bed with her legs spread apart and hanging over the edge of the bed. She stroked her hairy bush, smiling as she saw Mike’s dick begin to rise again. Pulling her folds apart, she gave him a flash of pink.
Mike staggered forward, his hands resting on her legs. He stared at her wet pussy as it glistened in the light. With a tentative finger, he rubbed it down her slit, sending trembles through Nancy’s young body.
“Fuck!” Nancy cried, clapping a hand over her mouth.
Mike grinned and did it again. More pleasure rocked her, and she squealed. Over and over, he petted her pussy, his small fingers brushing over her clit. Nancy writhed beneath him; her mind filled with euphoria. It finally happened. Mike, her little Mike, was touching her pussy. Her head swam and her heart pounded in her chest.
“Jesus, Nancy,” Mike snickered, “Is this all it takes to make a girl feel good?”
“Shut it!” Nancy cried, wrapping her legs around him and pulling him in. “Just fuck me already!” His dick mashed against her cunt, easily slipping inside in one go. Nancy gasped, her eyes wide, he was inside her. He was much smaller than her original partner, but that strangely made it so much better. The feeling of a child’s dick inside her cunt drove her wild, and she grabbed her breasts, pulling at her nipples.
“It’s in you!” Mike called, trying to pull out.
“No, that’s a good thing,” Nancy panted, “Push back in and then pull out, but leave just a little in. Keep doing that over and over.”
“Like this?” Mike asked, thrusting into her.
“Yes!” Nancy cried, “Just like that! Keep doing that!”
“You’re tight,” Mike moaned.
“Do I feel good?” Nancy breathed, “Does my pussy feel good?”
“It feels… wet,” Mike said, “But good. Really good.” Without direction, he started going on his own now. His little hips thrusting in and out of her. There was youthful vigor behind them, and it wasn’t long before she heard her ass slapping against him.
Plap-plap-plap-plap
Nancy laid back, staring at the ceiling, nothing but joy on her mind, “We’re fucking…” A lewd smile crossed her face, her petite breasts jostling as he humped into her. He was uncoordinated, sloppy, and wasn’t hitting any of her sweet spots. But that’s what made it so much better. He was a child, he didn’t know what he was doing, and he was still going to make her cum.
Heat built up inside her core, burning through her faster than ever before. A fuzziness overtook her mind, and she found herself drawing Mike in harder with her legs. She guided him on how to fuck her, forcing him to pick up the pace to please her burning desire.
She looked up at her brother, her eyes widening. His face was screwed up tight in the most adorable way. His hands latched around her hips while driving into her. He must really like her hole to work so hard to get off. She nearly broke down with tears of joy. He loved her pussy. She was perfect for him.
“Mike…” she looked up at him, face drenched with sweat. “You know how I made a mess on the floor?”
“Yeah,” Mike grunted, his hips slapping against her ass.
“I’m about to do it again,” she whined.
“Should I stop?”
“No!” Nancy reached down to play with her clit. “Just, keep doing what you’re doing. You’re doing a good job. Such a good job. I’m so proud of you!”
Her toes clenched and her eyes rolled back as her core boiled over and heat flooded her body. She groaned, her clit spasming and juice flooding from her cunt. It sprayed Mike’s chest, bathing him in her love. He gasped but kept going, pounding away at her with his young dick. She rode her orgasm, pushing herself further than ever before.
“Fuck!” Nancy squeaked, grabbing a pillow to bite down on it so she wouldn’t alert the whole neighborhood.
“I’m gonna do it again!” Mike cried, hilting himself inside her.
Nancy screamed into her pillow, feeling Mike’s cum flood her channel. It was hot, gushing deep inside her and flowing into her womb. Her head fell back, moaning while he filled her to the brim. Her spurt finally dying down, she trembled at how sensitive her whole body had become.
Mike staggered back, pulling out of her. He wiped the sweat from his brow, his hair sticking to his forehead. His little cock was soft again, cum oozing from the tip. He clutched his chest, panting.
“Come here,” Nancy beckoned him close, and Mike crawled up her bed and laid in her arms. His body was so hot and sticky with sweat, but she kissed up his neck and around his face. She licked his cheeks and nibbled his earlobe before whispering, “Our baby will be so beautiful.”
“What?” he sat up, “Did I… did we…”
She giggled; nobody had taught him anything.
“It’s okay, Mike. It’s what I wanted.” She stroked his face with the back of her hand. “It’ll have your eyes and my smile. I planned it all out.”
“What about Mom and Dad?”
“I’ll figure it out,” Nancy brought him back against her chest, hugging him to her breast. “You’re such a good boy.” Her other hand slunk down between his legs, feeling his sticky cock. “And such a messy boy, too.” She brought her fingers up to her mouth, sucking them one by one. “You made me cum on your first try, nobody else has done that.”
“Really?”
“Really,” she stroked his little member, trying to bring it back to life. “But we’re not done yet, not by a longshot.” Leaning in, she gave him another kiss. This time, he reciprocated, sticking his tongue into her mouth as well. She let him search around her teeth, it was sloppy and messy, but it was just the way she liked it. When he pulled back, her face was soaked with spit, it was easily the hottest kiss she’d ever had.
For a fleeting second, reality snuck into Nancy’s mind, and she realized how wrong this was. She’d just had sex with her underage brother, was likely pregnant, and would be branded a child predator in the eyes of the law. She was a criminal, a filthy degenerate, and there was no taking back what’d just happened.
“Is something wrong?” Mike asked.
She smiled. There was no going back now. If she was going to burn in hell, she might as well make the most of her time up here.
“Nothing at all,” she grinned, “Are you ready for something new?”
“Yeah,” Mike nodded, “But I don’t think I’m going to get hard for a while.” He looked down at his small flaccid penis, wet with both his and his sister’s fluids. “Is that normal?”
“It’s very normal,” Nancy nodded, “So we’ll just have to try something else as we wait.” Reaching over him, she snatched the can of whipped cream off her bedside table. “You want to taste something sweet?” He looked quizzically at her as she shook up the can. She pointed the nozzle at her breasts, spraying a little dollop on her nipple. She did the same with the other, until both her tits were layered with sweet cream.
“What do I do?” Mike asked excitedly.
“Dig in,” Nancy flashed a grin.
Mike buried his face in the cream, licking and slurping at her tits. Nancy moaned, feeling his tongue slather her skin as he ate his dessert. The moment his digit found her nipple, she let out a high-pitched squeal. Her tits were too small to raise to her mouth, so having someone else lick them was as alien as it was euphoric.
“More!” Nancy whined, “Keep going!”
Mike doubled his efforts, lapping at her sensitive flesh. By the time he’d finished with one breast, he was already on his way to another. Wet slurping noises filled her bedroom while her brother feasted on the cream. Nancy wriggled beneath him, trying to push as much of her tit into his mouth as she could. When his teeth grazed her nipple, Nancy squeaked and felt a gush of juice spurt from her cunt.
Not yet. She wanted to hold out until later.
“Hey, Mike?”
He lifted his face from her tits, both were covered in his spit.
“Yeah?”
“Can I tell you a secret?” she asked, slyly.
“Yeah!” He sounded like a little kid again, so excited to learn something new.
“I’ve always wanted to have sex… up my ass,” Nancy looked away, embarrassed to admit it.
“Your ass? How would that work?”
“Just like normal sex,” she said, blushing. “Except… in my butt.”
“Oh,” Mike cleared his throat.
“Will you help me?”
“I dunno,” Mike looked away, “It sounds kinda… gross.”
Her eyes fell, she didn’t want to push him further than he was ready, but she’d been dying for this moment for so many years. To have his little kiddie dick jammed up her ass had been her weekly wet dream. She didn’t want to force him, she wasn’t a bad person, and maybe she could just… point him in the right direction.
“It’ll be amazing, I promise,” Nancy pushed herself up on her elbows, “I just need to show you how good it feels.”
“How are you going to do that?”
“Get on your knees and turn around,” she said, “I’ll show you.”
“I don’t want anything up my ass.”
“Don’t worry, I’m not shoving anything in,” she lied.
With a stern frown, Mike turned around and got on all fours. His small dick drooped down between his legs, not even visible from behind his little ball sack. God, she wanted another taste of it. But she could tide herself over with another even more enjoyable snack.
Staring back at her was Mike’s puckered hole. It was a pale pink and, like his dick, was completely hairless. Damp with sweat, she unconsciously licked her lips before leaning in and giving it a little whiff. It smelled clean, unlike his cock, he’d done a good job with other types of hygiene. Grabbing his flat butt, she pulled his cheeks further apart so she could see him clearer.
The wrinkles, the ring, it was everything she dreamed it would be. Without hesitation, she stuck her pink tongue out and lapped from his balls, up his taint, and to his little hole. His whole body shook, and she giggled into his anus as she gave him another long sensual lick. He was silky smooth, like a newborn baby, and she planted a gentle kiss right on his hole.
“There,” she said, “Was that as bad as it sounded?”
Mike shivered, and she noticed his cock was erect again. Reaching beneath him, her fingers closed around his little parcel and gave it a tiny squeeze.
“Looks like someone liked it,” she snickered.
“C-can you do that again?” he whimpered.
“What?” Nancy asked innocently, “Oh, you mean this?” She pressed her tongue against his hole, tickling the opening and delving deep into his crevice. There was a slight taste to him, but she found it sweet. It was innocence incarnate while also being the filthiest place she could stick her mouth, and she slurped hungrily at it. Her tongue slithered around his puckered hole. She mashed her lips between his cheeks and sucked in hard, hearing him moan beneath her. Daringly, she prodded her tongue into his entrance. It took some struggling, but bit by bit she crammed her tongue into his tight hot place.
She nearly creamed on the spot, feeling his heat wrapped around her digit. Her fingers flew over his cock, pumping him up and down as she ate his asshole out. She wanted to pleasure herself too, but Mike came first. Literally. She wanted to hear him squeal as she drew his cum out by pleasuring his tight little bussy. She needed to feel him spurt on her hand. Just a little more…
“Nancy!” Mike cried, and his cock squirted a healthy amount of cum into her palm. It was only three little jerks, but it was enough to fill her hand. Reluctantly, she pulled out of his ass to look at the work she’d done. His hole shimmered in the light, a sheen of spit covering it, and it took everything she had not to dive in for seconds. But she had a consolation snack.
Pulling her palm to her face, she breathed in the smell of his little boy spunk. It was a little watery but packed with the smell of chlorine. She dipped her tongue in it, still with the taste of ass on her lips, before drawing it back to her mouth. Delicious. She placed her lips in it, slurping it all up hungrily. She cleaned each finger, licking the sticky goo away. He was divine. Absolutely divine.
“Did you like that?” she asked, giving her palm one last lap.
“Yeah.”
“Then it’s my turn, it’s only fair.” She noticed his eyes dart away, still apprehensive, and she sighed. “We can start slow.” She turned around, on her hands and knees, pointing her cute bubble butt in his direction. “Like what you see?” She gave her ass a little jiggle, hoping to entice him further. She could hear him moving behind her, and she trembled with excitement.
She nearly screamed when his fingers dug into her thick cheeks. Her hand clapped over her face to muffle herself. Her little brother was pulling her ass cheeks apart. Her dream was finally happening, her little brother was going to eat her ass. She could hear him sniffing behind her, feel her hairy asshole tickle as air blew against it. Did she smell good? She probably smelled sweaty. But he wanted that. He wanted to get a mouthful of her dripping furry hole.
She felt his hot breath on her asshole. His tongue snaked through her fur and her mouth gaped open when it grazed her crack. It wasn’t anywhere near her asshole, far too high, but the thought of Mike’s face so close to her was a wonderful image. But then… he stopped.
“Mike?” she backed up toward him, and he shuffled away. “Is something wrong?”
“I don’t… I don’t…”
Nancy pouted, “I did you. It’s only fair.”
“But I’m not hairy,” Mike said.
“Is it that bad?” she asked sadly, should she shave? If he wanted her to, she would. She would do whatever it took to get her brother’s tongue back near her hole.
“No, it’s not that,” Mike said, “It’s just… you taste kinda bitter.”
“Oh,” she said, “Well…” She eyed the whipped cream lying on the side of the bed. “We can fix that.” She shook the can, giving it a little rattle, before liberally spraying it on and between her cheeks. A thick layer of sweet cream covered her cute butt, and she smiled, “Is that sweet enough?”
Mike didn’t hesitate this time, he knew the drill, and he dove in. His warm tongue slathered over her cheeks as he gobbled up the dessert. She moaned, feeling a portion of her skin, formally untouched, suddenly worshipped by her brother. He scooped mouthfuls of it into his mouth but avoided her crack. Getting antsy, she began backing towards him, pleading, “Mike! Stop teasing me!”
To his credit, Mike acquiesced this time. His tongue dove into her hole, and Nacy squealed in joy. The smacking of his lips as he ate away at the cream, the feeling of his breath on her anus, it was enough to drive her hand between her legs.
“Fuck,” Nancy whined, playing with her furry folds. “Deeper… please… deeper!”
Suddenly he was there. Diving into her forbidden place. He was insatiable, munching on her asshole like there was no tomorrow. Nancy picked up speed, diddling herself with wanton abandon. Mike gripped her cheeks, pulling them even further apart, and she felt his nose prod between them. Then it happened. His tongue touched her little wrinkled bud. Nancy shuddered, a mini orgasm shaking her to her core, her eyes closed and she focused only on what her brother was doing.
Slow little licks, her pubic hair crunched between his teeth, and warm breath blew directly on her puckered hole. This was heaven. But it could be better.
It took everything she had, but she drew her fingers away from her cunt. She could easily reach her peak again, but she didn’t need it to happen so soon. Instead, she pulled away and reached for the whipped cream again. She’d always wanted to try food play, even confessing her secret kink to Barb. But her friend thought it sounded gross and told her to never bring it up to anyone ever again. But Mike would understand. They were family. If anyone would get it, it would be him.
“Mike, get back,” she said before jamming the nozzle into her wet asshole. She tilted it, spraying the cream up inside her. She shivered, the cold flushing deep inside her, and she let out a little coo. Once she’d felt it was enough, she said, “Peel the banana and hand it to me.” She didn’t need to wait long, Mike was quick. Grasping the fruit in her hand, she eased it inside her hole. It was also cold, and it quickly devolved to mush, but she managed to mash it up inside her with the help of the spit and cream. But her ass was fighting her, wanting to expel the food from her body.
Finally, she said, “Some strawberries too! Quick, I can’t hold it in much longer!”
The fruit pressed against her fingers, and Nancy quickly stuffed them inside her like multiple butt plugs. They curtailed the flow as her drooling hole was plugged by the berries. She moaned, and the pressure inside her ached in the most taboo way.
“Alright,” she panted, sweat drizzling down her face. She turned back to Mike, his eyes wide. “You ready for a snack?”
“But they’re up your—”
“So was your tongue,” Nancy said, “Does that change anything?”
“Is this normal?” Mike asked, “Is sex usually like this?”
“Yeah,” she lied, stroking his small face, there was still a little baby fat from when he was younger. “Everyone does this. The sooner you try it the more grown-up you are. You want to be a man, don’t you?”
“Yeah…” Mike rubbed the back of his head.
“Then lie down, face up, and I’ll show you what sex between a man and a woman is like,” Nancy said.
It was all deception and lies to get what she needed, but it would be worth it in the end. Maybe this would fuck up Mike. Maybe he’d find out the truth and never forgive her. But she was so caught up in the moment she no longer cared about next year next month, or the next hour. She just cared about propping herself up over Mike’s cute little face and aiming her asshole over his mouth.
“Okay, honey,” she grunted, “I’ll try to make it come out slow, but it might rush out kinda fast. Are you ready?”
“Yeah,” Mike said nervously.
“Keep your mouth open no matter what,” Nancy said, “Real men do it and I think you can too.”
“Okay.”
Knees sticking out, squatting over his face, Nancy let out a little grunt as she began putting pressure on her sphincter. It felt like all the other times she used the bathroom, but so much hotter. Both her ass and pussy dripped onto Mike’s face. With a little squeak, a strawberry popped from her ass and plummeted down. She heard Mike chewing beneath her, and she looked down to see his sweet little face munching on the fruit. He looked up at her adoringly, just like when he was a baby, and she couldn’t hold back any longer.
Her bowels released, spraying the strawberries and banana into his mouth. It oozed from her ass and plopped into his maw, Nancy moaning as her sensitive nerves tingled at the velvety smooth softness easing out of her. The cream came next, spurting as it freed itself from her guts. Her eyes never left Mike, watching as the food piled up in his mouth. White flecks of foam spattered her face, and she groaned as the last of the cream vacated her innards. But she needed more. Lowering herself down, she mashed her ass over his nose, rubbing his mouth up and down her crack.
This was heaven.
She kept going for a good few minutes, savoring the pleasure, before Mike mumbled into her ass. Rolling off him, she gathered by his side and looked at the mess on his face. Whipped cream and mushy banana covered his features, it looked delicious.
“What’s the matter?” she asked, stroking his chest.
“I couldn’t breathe,” Mike whined, “Maybe I’m not ready to be a grownup.”
“Oh, you are.”
Nancy leaned in, lapping the mess from his face. It was warm from her guts, but still sweet, and she cleaned him with her tongue. Her lips found him, and she kissed him deeply. Their tongues wrestled, mashing the food around, before coming apart with a big sticky mess on their faces. But she was a good sister, scooping it up and feeding it to herself. She made a show of moaning as she slurped it down, still stroking his hairless chest.
“Something on my face?” she asked, catching a look from his eyes.
“You’re beautiful,” Mike said.
Nancy blushed, suddenly shy, and looked away.
“Thanks,” she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
He was so young. Likely didn’t even have a crush on anyone his age. But he called her beautiful. It made her tingle in ways an older sister shouldn’t, but she loved the feeling. Her fingers found his dick again, and she gave it a gentle stroke. He was getting hard again, the joys of youth. Her other hand dipped into her cunt, and she rubbed her hairy snatch. She masturbated them together, rubbing them in unison. She was more than ready, but she needed to get him ready too.
She switched hands, feeling his sticky precum on her pussy while he got to feel her slimy cunt. It was wonderful, both moaning as she took care of them like a responsible sister would.
“You ready for another grownup thing?” Nancy asked, nibbling her bottom lip.
“Uh-huh,” Mike nodded, his muscles straining.
“Good,” she smiled. She would’ve done it anyway, even if he said no. “Now that I’m all lubed up, we’re ready for your dick to go in my ass.” Nancy spun around, getting back on all fours. It was a familiar position now, and she loved the way he eagerly planted a hand on her thick cheek. “Okay, you know which hole to aim for, right?”
“I’m not stupid,” Mike snorted, and she jumped when his thumb jabbed her ass. “Here.”
“Right,” she moaned, “Right there! Good job, Mike!”
His cock touched her ring. It was slick and small, but it felt huge to her. This was the biggest moment of her life. Every perverted thing she’d done had led up to this moment. Every licked underpants, every sniffed shoe, every buried head in dirty laundry, it had all built to this incestuous peak of debauchery. She’d taken him in her mouth, her cunt, and now it was time for her last hole to claim that little dick. It was hers for the taking. His cock belonged to her.
With a little thrust, he was inside her.
Nancy screeched, her eyes flying open as pleasure rocketed to her clit. It was so much better than she imagined. But no, he hadn’t even started humping yet, she had to hold out until he started humping. Taking ragged breaths, she whispered, “That’s a good boy, Mike. Now start fucking me.”
He couldn’t pull out very far, or push in very far either, but his little clumsy jerks were more than satisfactory. Her ass stretched around him, slimy from earlier, and she groaned as he pumped into her. But she knew he could do better. This was Mike. He was her blood. And if she could go rabid with desire then he could too.
“Faster,” Nancy panted, “Fuck me faster!”
Mike’s little hips slapped against her juicy ass.
Plap… plap… plap… plap…
“Faster!” Nancy cried.
Plap-plap-plap-plap
“Harder!” Nancy demanded, “I mean it, Mike. Really fuck me up!”
PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP!
Nancy screamed, her clit abuzz as her ass was pounded by her little brother. Even with his dick so small, she would still be feeling this tomorrow. And she would love it. Love knowing it was his cock that fucked her, that he was the one the stirred her guts and bashed her hole. She didn’t need to reach between her legs this time, her orgasm had been building for so long she couldn’t take it anymore. It had finally reached its boiling point.
Nancy saw stars as she came. Her ears rang and her teeth felt sore. It burned through her, rocketing from her ass to her clit to her toes to every part of her young body. She had her first whole-body orgasm. Even her nose tingled. It was all so new and scary that she began crying, her body heaving as she sobbed in joy. Her ass clamped down and Mike let out a loud groan.
Hot cum flooded her asshole, her last hole drinking up his seed. He stayed rooted inside her, exhausted, and collapsed over her fat ass. He panted, his breath on her back, and he licked the fresh sweat from her skin. With that, Nancy crumpled on the bed. Her body was spent and her mind was nearly broken.
“You did… such a… good job…” she panted; her brother still hilted in her hole. “I’ve never been fucked like that before. You’re amazing.”
“Really?” Mike asked.
“Yeah,” Nancy swallowed, “Easily the best.” Blushing she asked, “Can you wrap your arms around me? I need to be held.”
“Of course,” Mike’s little twig arms wrapped around her body, his fingers touching her sensitive nipples. She moaned, and he giggled, toying with them more. “You like this?”
“Are you really teasing your big sister?” She whined, “What did mom tell you about doing that?”
“To do it more,” Mike snickered, pinching her nipples.
“Fuck!” Nancy squeaked.
“You’re so easy,” Mike giggled, giving her hole another hump.
He didn’t know what being easy meant but having him call her that was wonderful. She was easy. But only for him. She would happily take his cock any moment he wanted. In her room, in his room, on the stairs, in the kitchen, on their parents’ bed, out on the lawn, it didn’t matter. She would do whatever it took to be fucked by him again. Had the tables turned that quickly? Was she such a slut that all it took was a good ass fucking to put her in her place?
Yes.
For another ass fucking like that, yes.
But just because she was his, didn’t mean she couldn’t teach him new things every now and again. Nancy reached for the bowl, still with some strawberries inside, and pulled it close to herself.
“Okay Mike, pull out, I’m gonna show you something new.”
“Really?” he asked excitedly, plopping from her hole.
Quick as she could, she put the bowl beneath her ass and let the cum leak out. She moaned, feeling it vacate, and hearing it plop onto the strawberries. She squeezed her muscles, forcing the last of his cream from her guts and letting it plummet onto the fruit. With a small shudder, she finished and checked her haul. All the red was coated in greasy white goo. It was perfect.
“What’re you going to do with it?” Mike asked.
“Save it for dessert,” she teased. She saw the disappointment in his eyes and said, “I didn’t mean dinner, stupid. I meant after we’re done here.”
“Don’t call me stupid,” Mike pouted.
“Then don’t be stupid,” she smirked.
“Fuck you.”
“You just did.”
They both giggled. Despite all that’d happened, they were still siblings. She was a beautiful young predator and he was her naïve prey. He didn’t even realize she had her fangs around him, and maybe Nancy didn’t either. But for now, they were sated. Their young libidos were mostly drained, but still, Nancy found a way to pervert him even further.
“Piss on me,” she said.
“What?”
“I want you to piss on me,” Nancy put the bowl aside, kneeling in front of him. “Come on, Mike. Haven’t you always wanted this? After every time I’ve called you stupid or tattled on you or made fun of your friends? Haven’t you always wanted to put me in my place?”
“Well…” he was modest, bashful, he didn’t have it in him to degrade her after everything she’d done for him. She’d need to push him further.
“Now’s your chance,” she brushed her hair back and thrust her tits out, “Piss on me. Go ahead. Piss on these.” She pushed her little breasts out. “Or here…” she pointed to her face. “I know you want to shut me up, c’mon. C’mon you little bitch…” she gave him a shove. “Do it! Fucking piss on your big sister!”
Mike gripped his little hardon and pointed it at Nancy, his brow furrowed, and teeth gritted. A little spurt gushed from the tip of his penis, splashing on her pale skin. It dribbled down her tits, slinking along her flat stomach, and pooled in her mess of pubic hair. The warmth was electric, and she opened her mouth just as another splash hit her chin.
“Ooh,” Nany moaned, smearing her body with his amber love. Mike’s stream was small and weak, but growing stronger by the moment. It spattered against her skin, spraying her bed in the yellow waste, but that wasn’t enough. She needed to taste it. “My face, Mike! Get it on my face!”
He pointed his dick up, spraying his piss in her eyes. She squeaked in both pain and delight, loving the sting that came with it. Her curly hair was spattered, drooping as it was drenched. It trickled down her forehead and slipped over her nose, her mouth still open to catch the bits of nectar. Directing the flow at her face, she gargled his waste as it filled her maw. It was salty and bitter, but the freshness overpowered everything else. This was straight from his dick, and it filled her with mind-breaking ecstasy.
“Drink it,” Mike moaned, her stream splashing over her features.
Nancy obliged, gulping mouthful after mouthful down. Her belly, filled with cum and cream, now had piss thrown into the mix. It wasn’t clear, watered-down piss either, it was dark and hearty. Mike wasn’t drinking enough water, and the stench proved as much. But she didn’t care, it only made her love him more.
Fully drained, Mike flicked his cock at her face. Nancy swallowed her last gulp, before leaning in and slurping whatever remained straight from the source. He was still so small in her mouth, and she loved the feeling of his foreskin between her lips. She badly wanted to blow him again, and it was possible given how hard he was, but there was another pressing matter. Namely, the one pushing on her bladder.
“Mike?” Nancy asked, “Would you like to try mine?”
“Your pee?” Mike asked.
“I mean… you don’t have to if you—”
“Yes,” Mike nodded, “I wanna try everything.”
“Okay,” Nancy smiled, massaging her slick breasts with her palms. She was soaked, reeking of sweat and piss, and soon Mike would be the same. It was so unbelievably hot; she could’ve jumped his bones then and there. “Lie down, just like we did earlier.”
Mike settled on her sheets, now soaked with their combined fluids. Squatting over her brother, she spread her legs apart and hovered just above his mouth. For some reason, she felt self-conscious for the first time today. Maybe it was because this wasn’t as sexual as the other times and much more intimate, but she worried he might not like what he saw, and it made her bladder shy.
“I’m ready,” Mike said beneath her.
“I know,” she whined, “I’m just having a hard time getting started. Give me a moment.”
She tried to relax her muscles, hoping to ease the piss out, but her bladder wouldn’t obey her pleas.
“Is something wrong?” he asked.
“No… I don’t know,” Nancy sighed, “It’s just… I can’t get myself to—”
She squealed as his tongue buried itself in her hair. Surprise unleashed her bladder and gravity did the rest of the work. She sprayed Mike, painting his face with her piss. It was a torrent of nearly clear liquid, she’d done well to hydrate earlier, and she moaned as the pressure slowly let off her belly. The relief was unbelievable, and she let out a shaky sigh. Her feet were drenched as she ruined her mattress, and she could only imagine what it was doing to Mike. Peering down, she gasped seeing her little brother quickly swallowing her waste.
“Mike…” she whispered, seeing how eager he was to drink her up. “… is it good?”
“Salty,” Mike sputtered, before down more. “But good.”
It was too much. The taboo, the sheer wrongness of everything happening, she couldn’t stop herself. Reaching between her legs, she diddled her hairy cunt and cried out as she worked herself up toward another juicy orgasm. It wouldn’t be as good as the others, but it would be enough to stave off her need for at least an hour. She shrieked when Mike’s mouth clamped down on her pussy, still drinking in her weakened stream. His tongue slithered along her slit and prodded her hole. She could hear his wet smacking, feel the graze of his teeth, and it was enough.
Nancy came, bracing herself by falling onto all fours. But Mike was ravenous, he didn’t stop licking her cunt. Sweat poured down her head and doused her bed as he drove her into another and another. Her baby brother was eating her out. It was more than dirty. It was filthy. And she knew she’d be addicted to this for years to come.
“Hold it in your mouth, hold it in your mouth,” Nany whimpered, pulling her cunt from his lips. She turned around, staring into the face of her lover. His dark hair was soaked, his face slimed, but his cheeks were full of her bitter swill. She took her head in her hands, mashing his lips into an intimate kiss. They swapped her piss from one mouth to the other, feeding each other her amber love.
Breaking apart, they both panted into each other’s faces. Their breath reeked of salty waste. Finally exhausted, she collapsed on her pillow and Nancy beckoned for him to join her. He nestled in her armpit, and she wrapped her arm around his little frame. She kissed his head, tasting herself, but was far too tired to do anything about it.
“Hey, Mike?” she asked.
“Yeah?”
“I want to be your free-use slut while Mom and Dad are gone.”
“What’s that?”
“I want you to use me whenever you feel like. No matter where in the house we are, I want you to just put your cock in me whenever you feel horny.”
“I like that idea,” Mike grinned.
“But we need to make some ground rules,” Nancy said. “And we can’t break these, understand?”
“Of course,” Mike nodded.
“First rule, no clothes.”
“Really?”
“Really,” she smiled, “I want you to see every part of me. And I want to see this guy whenever I can,” she gave his penis a stroke, loving how he shivered. “Next rule, whenever you cum it goes in my pussy. I don’t care how long it takes; I need you to knock me up. Deal?”
“Deal.”
“Rule three, when you need to pee, call me and I’ll swallow it all. And only drink a little bit of water this weekend I want it to be as dark as possible.”
“I can do that.”
“And four…” her hand plucked the bowl of strawberries covered in cum off the bed, “you need to share these with me.”
Before, he might’ve wrinkled his nose at the prospect. But she’d warped him too much now. He opened his mouth, and she plopped a cum covered strawberry between his lips. He chewed, smacked, and swallowed it with a smile. Nancy did the same, loving the salty and sweet flavors together. They lay together, eating their dessert, before swapping another long cum filled kiss.
Her body ached, her eyelids heavy, and she was ready to call it a day when she saw his little dick sticking straight up in the air. Somehow, he was still hard. Her pussy was sore, her ass ached, and her tongue was tired. But she still needed to take care of her little brother.
Reaching over the side of the bed, she found her panties from earlier. They were still warm, and she turned them inside out, so the crotch was facing forward. Pulling it over her hand, like a glove, she positioned it so her palm was just beneath the crotch. She brought it to her face, sniffing her spicy arousal.
“What’re you doing?” Mike asked.
“Taking care of you,” she said, pressing the panties over his face. “You like them, right? Well, these are fresh. Breathe them in. Go on. Smell me.” With her other hand, she gripped his dick and began stroking him off. He was slick after everything they’d done today, and she giggled as his little hips bucked against her palm. She went slowly, agonizingly so, and he groaned.
“Faster,” he begged.
“Like this?” she picked up the pace by just a little, giggling as he grunted in frustration. They may have just fucked, but she wasn’t above teasing him. “Oh, does Mikey want to cum?
“Don’t call me that,” his voice muffled through the panties.
“Then prove to me how much of a man you are,” she hissed, “fuck my hand.” She stopped stroking, just keeping hold of his cock. Mike, ever the eager boy, began humping upwards. Nancy watched in amazement, seeing him buck like a madman. He was fast, with boundless energy, and she couldn’t help but squeeze around him a little tighter for extra friction.
“I’m gonna cum!” Mike whined, sniffing deeply.
“It’s okay,” Nancy cooed, “Cum for big sister, Mike. Make me proud.”
Mike spurted into the air. White hot cream bursting from the tip and spattering down on his waist. Nancy quickly covered the head, letting the next jets collect on her palm. She loved how he kept humping her, bucking wildly, and her mind filled with all the things they could do in the days to follow.
His spurts dying down, Mike let out a little whimper as his dick finally went soft. She pulled the panties from his face, noticing the wet spot where he’d been licking. She giggled, bringing her cum covered hand to her mouth. Slowly, she licked it clean, tasting him for the last time that day. They were both exhausted, completely spent, and it was the perfect way to end their time together.
Curled up together, Nancy and Mike slowly drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms. His little chest rose and fell, his hot breath on her breast. Before the weekend was over, she’d lick every part of his body. And it wouldn’t stop there, how could it? She was addicted at this point, there was no returning to how things were. She craved Mike like she craved air.
Absentmindedly, she reached down and stroked his little cock as sleep took her. A little bit of cum oozed from his foreskin and she let loose a long sigh. It had been the perfect day. Her depraved needs finally filled.
Suddenly the door burst open.
“Sorry Nancy, some kid’s van died on the highway, and it would take 8—"
Nancy and Mike bolted upright. Eyes wide. Their mother gaped back; a hand raised to her lips. The family stared at one another, unable to look away or say anything. Finally, Nancy knew someone had to break this awful silence.
“I love him,” Nancy managed to make out. Proving her devotion, she gave Mike’s cock a little pet.
Slowly, their mom backed away, closing the door behind her.
Mike and Nancy looked at one another, both silent, before hearing their mother tromp back down the stairs. The front door opened, slammed closed, and then it was quiet again.
“What now?” Mike asked nervously.
“We… we…” Nancy nibbled her bottom lip. “We make the most of the time we have left.”
And then she took his cock back in her mouth.