From: mccoyf@millcomm.com (Frank McCoy)
Subject: **NEW** BROTHER.TXT 11K "Helping big brother" (mf, cons, incest, pedo, preg)
Keywords: sex, incest, pedo, pregnant, consensual
Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.incest
BROTHER.DOC (mf, incest, cons, preg)
This is another story I never finished. After two years, it begins to look as though I never will.
The whole premise that started my mind working on this story has long since died, and I just can't get my mind back into the groove or mood that spawned it. <Sigh.> It looked to be such a GOOD story too. Oh well.
It DID leave off at a pausing-point in the story though; so I'm going to break one of my rules, and post an incomplete story. It's too good to throw away.
Helping big brother
An Erotic Story
Karen barged into her big brother's room. "Jason! Where
did you put my? . . ." Her voice died out. There was nobody
there.
"Shit!" the little girl exclaimed, then looked around to
make sure nobody had heard her make such an unladylike
expression. Karen looked around for her book. Nothing. The
12-year-old girl looked under her brother's chair, underneath his
bed, and on top of his desk. Still nothing. "Shit!" she
exclaimed again; this time not caring if somebody heard. "I
guess I'll have to wait."
The little girl plumped her cute little ass down on her
brother's bed, and started to wait.
After a while, Karen started to get bored. The girl got up,
and wandered around the room looking at the junk her brother had
collected. His model-airplanes, his chemistry-set (missing most
of the chemicals, and half the test-tubes), his rock-collection
(Karen thought hers was better) and finally, his telescope. She
wandered over to where the telescope was pointing out the window.
Karen wished her room had as good a view as Jason's. Still,
hers was better situated, being downstairs. From the big window,
there was a good view of the sky, and a good view all the way
down to where the nature park began about half a mile away, even
though the view was partly blocked by the Macon house next door,
only 10 feet away. Karen knew her brother sometimes spent hours
up here, looking through his telescope. The boy had scrimped and
saved for months to buy a telescope, when their father had
stepped in. He said that if Jason was willing to work that hard,
he should have something better than just "good". Mike had told
his son, that if Jason gave him the money, he would make a deal
with one of his suppliers, for something much better than a cheap
toy. Two weeks later, the whole family had watched as the boy
unpacked the big box from the optical company out on the coast.
The telescope was a beauty. Six-inch objective, diffraction
limited optics, and only 2 feet long. It was mounted on a sturdy
I-beam type aluminum tripod, with equatorial-mount, and clock-
drive. Karen figured it was worth over $2000, and her brother
had only managed to save up $176 for the one he had been going to
buy. It was a week after the telescope arrived, that the
carpenters arrived, and replaced the window in Jason's bedroom
with the big picture-window. Mike figured that Jason wouldn't be
able to stargaze through the window, but there was plenty of
countryside, and the scope came with an eyepiece that made it a
dream to use as a terrestrial spotting-scope.
Right now, the clock-drive was disconnected, and the manual
controls installed. Karen figured her brother had been looking
outside, and had left it set up. Curiously, she looked through
the eyepiece. Blank gray. Twice, Karen looked out the window,
and through the eyepiece, before she realized the telescope was
pointed at the next-door neighbors' house, and she was seeing the
outside of the upstairs window directly across from her. Karen
was about to move the telescope, so it pointed to something more
interesting, when a light came on in the room across the gap.
Karen sucked in her breath. Peering through the telescope,
from the darkened room, she could see into the bedroom across the
way, almost as good as if she were inside the other house.
Karen recognized the little girl who entered the room. It
was Jenny Macon, the 10-year-old child of the couple who lived
next door. Karen had often baby-sat the little girl, when she
was younger, and only in the last month or so, had the little
girl gotten old enough that she no longer really needed a baby-
sitter. Still, Karen still went over to visit, and was still
good friends with the child.
Karen's palms got sweaty. Had her big brother been peeking
on the little girl next door? It sure seemed like it.
As she continued to watch, Karen saw the little girl remove
her dress, and stand naked, facing the window. Karen could see
the naked little slit of the child, and her budding little
breasts, as the little girl started to slip into a bikini that
didn't cover much more than the tips of her breasts, and the
bottom of her pouty little crack. Karen wondered where the
youngster had gotten the outfit, and if she would have the nerve
to wear one like it, if she could get one.
After she finished dressing, the girl gave a smile as she
looked across the way, and directly at Karen. Karen caught her
breath. Did the little girl know that she had been watching? Or
did she think it was her brother?
"She's been doing that for months." The quiet voice at her
elbow almost made Karen jump out of her skin. "I think that she
knows that I like to watch," said Jason.
"You mean you like that?" inquired Karen. "Why she's only
10 years old! She's barely older than Suzy!" Karen was
referring to the older of their two younger siblings Suzy was
barely 10, and Ginny was 8, almost 9.
Jason blushed, and nodded.
"Wow!" said Karen. "My brother, the pervert! Still. . ."
Karen thought for a minute. This had possibilities.
"You won't tell anyone, will you?" worriedly inquired Jason.
"No. . . Tell me. Do you really get off, thinking about
fucking little girls?"
Jason blushed and nodded some more.
"What about me and Suzy? Do we turn you on?"
Jason nodded again. His face was even brighter, if
possible.
Karen considered it. "OK. I won't tell." she said. "Tell
me, how'd you like to actually fuck that little girl?"
Jason's mouth hung open. "Huh?" he said.
"I said, how would you like to fuck Jenny over there?"
"'you mean it?" gasped Jason. "Really fuck her? Put my
penis up inside her pussy, and squirt my cum inside her belly,
and everything?"
"Uhuh! everything," reassured Karen.
"God! I'd do just about anything for a chance to do that,"
replied Jason.
"Well, If I did that for you, would you do something for
me?" Karen looked at her brother; with her bright blue eyes
sparkling.
"Anything. Well, almost anything," said Jason. "What do
you want? I've got almost $100 saved up. It'd be worth every
penny, if I could get in that little girl's pants."
"It won't cost you a dime, Big Brother," said Karen.
"Well, as long as it doesn't hurt anybody," said Jason.
Karen snickered. "Nobody will get hurt, believe me."
"Well then, what do you want?" Now Jason was really
curious.
"Daddy."
"Daddy?!"
"Yes Daddy! If I get you that little girl to fuck, with no
trouble afterwards, I want you to get Daddy to fuck me."
"You mean it? You really want to fuck Daddy?"
"Uhuh. Is it a deal?" Karen held her breath.
"You got a deal! Uh. . . Can I watch? When you and Daddy
do it, I mean?"
"Sure. If Daddy doesn't mind, that is."
"You're on," said Jason. "But you've got to set me up with
Jenny first."
"If you fix me up with Daddy, I'll not only fix you up with
Jenny, but with Suzy as well!"
"Suzy? Our little sister Suzy? You'd fix me up with her?"
Jason couldn't believe his ears.
"Well," Replied Karen. "You seem to like little girls.
But you've got to fix me up with Daddy first!"
Still, Jason wondered how Karen was going to fix him up with
Jenny. "When do I get to fuck Jenny?" he inquired.
"Tomorrow night. It's Friday," said Karen.
"Huh?"
"Friday. Friday night, I babysit for the Macons. And the
weather report says thunderstorms likely."
"Oh!" Karen's strategy was becoming a little clearer, but
thunderstorms? "But what about Jenny?" Jason asked. "What if
she doesn't want to?"
"If she doesn't want to, don't push. But don't worry. I
still know a few things that you don't. OK?"
"OK, if you say so." Jason capitulated.
"I do say so, and remember, don't push."
"Do I ever?"
Karen thought a bit, then replied. "No. Ok, I stand
corrected." With this, the 12 year old girl got up, and started
down the stairs.
After a bit, Jason got up, and followed his little sister
downstairs, where he heard her on the phone.
Karen was aware that her big brother was listening, as she
talked.
"Mrs. Macon?"
"Ok, OK. Arlene then. Do you remember our discussion the
other night?"
A mumbled response from the other end.
"Yeh. Well you remember when I agreed to babysit Jenny for
you tomorrow night?"
Another mumbled response.
"Yes, this does have something to do with our discussion."
"Thanks M....Arlene. Well, the reason I called, was to tell
you that I can't make it."
"Then what?" Jason could just make out the tinny response
from the other end.
"It's my brother," said Karen. "Would it be OK, if he
watched Jenny, instead of me?"
"Will this help?" Jason could make out the voice on the
other end of the line, clearer now, as he crept closer.
"Oh yes. Jason said he'd help me. Would you mind?" asked
Karen.
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