Bored Little Sister
by Lefty (leftyhandman@gmail.com)

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I was taking a break from homework, when my little 
sister wanders into my room. She then asks if she can 
try something she saw Mom do to Dad. Who in their 
right mind would say no? (mg, ped, teen/preteen, inc, 
oral, 1st)

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Author Note: Give me your opinion of my little story 
here, just shoot me an e-mail. Good responses will be 
returned in kind. Flames and trolls will be ignored. 
Persistent flames and trolls will be ignored even 
harder. Cheers, Lefty

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Hello, there. My name is Jake. I am a 17 year old high 
school senior, really just biding my time until I go 
to college. Classes are easy enough for me, top 5% of 
my class. A fair enough athlete to get a small 
scholarship if I go to the state university. Not sure 
if I'll do that though. I've got enough in grants, and 
academic scholarships to cover my first two years to 
most state colleges. I just have to choose which 
school I want. There are many I like, including my own 
home state school, but a part of me would like to see 
what it's like to live elsewhere. Someplace where 
nobody knows me, mainly just to see how I fare 
socially among a group of people I haven't known since 
kindergarten.

I have a little sister, Truvy. I had just turned 8 
about three weeks before she was born. She is 9 years 
old now, and in the fourth grade. She is a cute little 
pixie-like bundle of energy, curiosity, and wonder. 
The type of little girl everyone instantly falls in 
love with, and constantly laughs with while she's 
around.

Now to the fun stuff.

It was an autumn Saturday. The last blazing heat of 
summer had finally broke, and cool breezes were again 
coming in through my bedroom window. I was laying in 
my bed, taking a break from homework and college 
hunting, and having a nice conversation with a book. 
The door to my room was open, to allow the fresh air 
to move freely. Just one of those really great moments 
of solitude. Then Truvy sort of just plodded into my 
room. 

She had this pathetically fake woebegone look on her 
face, her shoulders were slumped, and she was dragging 
her feet. If I had any other sister try this act, I 
probably would have called her on it, and laughed her 
out of my room. Truvy is just too damn cute to crush 
like that.

"Hey, Truve," I said, "What's up?" I already knew what 
her response was going to be.

"I'm bored," she said, as she sidled up next to my 
bed. She jutted out her slim hip, and bounced it on 
the edge of the mattress, her bottom lip pouting out.

"Well, how could that be?" I teased her, "You're never 
bored." Largely true, she is very good at finding 
things to keep herself occupied. I was starting to 
think she just wanted to spend time with her big 
brother. I've got no problem with that.

"I don't know," she said, "I wanna do something, but I 
don't wanna do anything."

"Well, I have been staring at this page, starting to 
doze off, for about five minutes now," I told her, "I 
was thinking of just putting up the book, and taking a 
nap. Care to join me?"

I'm pretty sure the leaves on the tree outside my 
window started to turn green again, as her smile 
brightened the room.

"Sure!" she said as she climbed up onto my bed, 
snuggled up against me.

"When we wake up, you and I will jump in my car, and 
go find something ridiculously silly to do, then get 
something really unhealthy to eat. Sound good to you?"

"McDonald's?" she asked, eyes sparkling like an anime 
character.

Inside, my lips curled, and my stomach clenched. I 
hate McDonald's. Outside, I said "Sure, kiddo." I did 
tell her something unhealthy, they certainly qualify.

She gave me a big kiss on the cheek. Obviously, she 
loves McDonald's. I hugged her to me, then started to 
tickle her unmercifully. I kept her laughing, and 
screaming for a few minutes. I finished the whole 
torture by pulling up her t-shirt, exposing little 
belly, announcing "And now for the Grand Finale!" in a 
loud, booming voice, and proceeded to blow several of 
the largest, loudest raspberries I was capable of into 
her belly button.

She screamed so high, her voiced disappeared a few 
times, only to come back down so she could 
hysterically laugh. When I stopped to draw breath, she 
would pull at my hair, and shove at my head, begging 
me to stop. I of course didn't, and we would start the 
whole thing over again. I stopped when I started to 
get lightheaded from all of the heavy breathing it 
takes to blow those kind of raspberries. I was dizzy, 
but it was worth it.

Truvy was breathing hard, too. Now exhausted from 
excessive laughing and screaming. In each of her hard 
exhales, you could hear that she was still laughing. 
She has a little plastic barrette that she wears to 
keep her bangs out of her face, it had come loose. I 
reached over to brush back her thick hair, and I was 
greeted by her bright eyes, and a dopey grin.

"Are you ready to nap now?" I asked. Eyes still wide, 
and giggling on the exhale, she nodded her head. "Okay 
pleasant dreams, sweetie."

I really was ready to nap. We were both quiet for a 
few minutes, and I was drifting away. Then Truvy 
dropped a bomb on me.

"Jake," she asked, "can I suck your thingy?"

Just then, a feather blew in my open window, smacked 
me in the face, and knocked me to the floor. Yeah, not 
really. I admit, I'm an anime fan. I just blended our 
metaphor 'could have knocked me over with a feather' 
with the anime reaction of shock and surprise. What I 
actually did was wake up very quickly, stared wide-
eyed at my little baby sister, and said, "What did you 
just say?"

"Can I suck on your thingy?" she asked again, then her 
voice dropped down to a whisper, "You know, your... 
penis." 

She said penis so quietly, I could barely hear her, 
even from a few inches away. It embarrassed her so 
much, I saw her cheeks turn red, and buried her face 
into the pillow. Funny how saying the proper word for 
it made her more uncomfortable than offering to put it 
in her mouth.

"Where did you get the idea that you wanted to try 
something like that?" I asked, finding it really 
difficult to get the words out.

Truvy pulled her head out of the pillow, her normal 
color had returned. "I saw Mommy doing it to Daddy in 
the living room a couple nights ago. Daddy looked like 
he liked it, and Mommy looked like she liked doing it, 
so I want to try it, too."

I dodged the feather that time. "How much did you see? 
Did you see them finish?" she nodded her head, "Tell 
me what you saw."

"They were already doing it when I got there. Mommy 
had Daddy's thing in her mouth, and was moving her 
head up and down, she'd make a noise every time she 
took it in deep. She started moving faster, and Daddy 
started running his fingers through her hair, saying 
'Oh, God, baby, that's it... right there!' he said it 
a few more times, then he started to yell, 'I'm gonna 
cum!' over, and over. Then Daddy started moaning real 
loud, and Mommy stopped moving. Daddy went 'AH!', and 
Mommy looked like she swallowed something. She pulled 
her head back, got his thingy out of her mouth, and 
this white stuff sprayed out of Daddy. Mommy had 
pointed his thing at her face, and his spray hit her 
there. He sprayed her twice. Then Mommy sat up, and 
she was rubbing his thing with her hand, and Daddy 
sprayed a few more times, all over Mommy's boobies. 
Then Mommy said 'You're still hard!', and they both 
got up, and went back to their bedroom."

That was more descriptive than I would have expected 
from a 9 year old. I doubt she understood everything 
she saw that night, but she relayed it with her usual 
cute enthusiasm. I never would have thought a story of 
Mom giving Dad a blowjob, and getting a cum shower, 
would get me hard, but Truvy managed to get me feeling 
all hot and horny. I was still a little dazed, when I 
heard her ask again.

"So can I try it?"

"Sure, go ahead," I still can't believe I said it. I 
heard the words come out of my mouth, but it was like 
somebody else said them. Next thing I knew, I was 
sitting up a little to pull off my shirt, as my little 
sister tugged at my belt, and yanked the zipper on my 
pants at the same time. Eager little beaver.

Truvy was having so little success with my pants, I 
took the undoing of my belt from her, and undid the 
button on my pants. With both hands, she was finally 
able to pull down my zipper. I lifted my hips up off 
the bed, and pushed my pants and underpants down to my 
knees. My hard dick sprang into my sister's view, and 
her eyes popped.

"Your thingy is bigger than Daddy's!"

Well, that was a nice little boost to the ego!

"Okay, sweetie," I said, "Let's get your top off, 
too."

"You want my top off?" she asked, again a little 
embarrassed, "But I don't have any boobies."

"That's okay, I just don't want to get your shirt all 
messy."

"Oh! Okay!" and just like that, she pulled her t-shirt 
over her head, and tossed it to the floor. I saw right 
away that her not having boobies was not entirely 
true. Her pink little nipples were getting puffy, and 
there was a definite swelling coming in behind them, 
covering an area about the diameter of a tennis ball, 
but not sticking out anywhere near as much. Mom will 
probably have her in a training bra before Christmas 
Break. 

"Do you want me to take my pants off, too, and be 
naked like Mommy?"

"Maybe next time," I said.

"So what do I do?" she asked, "I didn't see them 
start."

"Alright, I'll talk you through that much, but after 
that, just try the stuff you saw Mom do, but be 
careful not to hurt yourself. Sounds like Mom was 
taking Dad in pretty deep, and that would make you 
gag, so don't go that far. You can use your hands on 
me to kind of set the place where you want to stop, 
okay?"

"Okay."

"Normally, we'd have to play around a little bit to 
get ourselves ready. For me, that's getting all hard 
like this."

"It's not always like that?" she asked as she reached 
out to touch me.

"No, you'd see it in my pants if it were. But for 
today, we can skip that part, because your story, as 
you can see, got me ready. This will actually be the 
really easy part. All you have to do to start from 
here, is get me a little wet to make it easier to get 
in your mouth. Just kiss it, lick it, and gently rub 
it with your hands, like you are now, until you feel 
like your ready to try taking it in your mouth. Then 
just start by doing what Mom did. You can try other 
things, too if you want. Just try not scrape me too 
much with your teeth, and only take in what you can. 
I'll let you know, like Dad did for Mom, when I'm 
about to spray."

Truvy looked me in the eye, nodded her head, and began 
her task.

I did it. I really freaking did. I gave my 9 year old 
sister instructions on how to give me a blowjob. I'm 
going to burn in a special part of hell for this. 
Still, when I felt her tongue slide around the head of 
my dick, I though to myself, 'Yeah, it's worth it.'

I just about blew my load with the time she took 
getting my cock ready. It just felt so intense the way 
she worked my head, I swear I could feel every bump on 
her tongue. I'm 17 years old, I am not a virgin. I 
will never claim to be Mr. Cock o' the Walk, but I've 
made some girls happy, and some have made me happy. 
Truvy had not even taken my cock into her mouth yet, 
and this was by far the best blowjob I have ever had. 
I had to start running the ugliest women in history 
through my mind to try and distract myself. I had to 
put them in increasingly horrifying situations to 
stave of what Truvy was trying to draw from me. Then I 
had to go further. I was up to both of my grandmothers 
in a lesbian spread complete with toys in Hustler 
magazine, when Truvy finally gave me a brief respite.

She opened her mouth wide, took in the head of my 
penis, and about the first inch after. Her cheeks 
hollowed as she sucked in just a little bit, then she 
began to work her head up and down, just like she had 
described our mother doing. It felt like she was 
trying to suck my entire body through my penis. It was 
so intense, my toes were curling, my fingers clawed at 
my sheets, and I had to fight to stop myself from 
shoving more of my cock into her mouth.

I didn't have to put up the effort though. As Truvy 
bobbed her head, she steadily took in more. In just a 
few minutes, she had half my cock in her mouth. I 
could feel the back of her throat touching the head of 
my dick. I forced myself back to reality, and fought 
passed the feelings she was giving me, to praise her, 
and warn her.

"Oh, God, baby girl," I told her, "You are a natural! 
You must have been born for this!" I felt her shift 
her head to look up at me, and she slowed, "Oh, no! 
Don't stop, keep doing what your doing. You'll have me 
cumming all over you very soon. Holy shit, that's 
good! But be careful, sweetie, I can feel how far back 
you're taking me. I don't want you to gag. Remember 
what I said about your hands."

Here, Truvy really surprised me. She opened her mouth 
really wide, stuck out her tongue, and went down. I 
felt my dick hit the back of her mouth, then her 
throat opened, and she swallowed me down. She had to 
shake her head back and forth a little towards the 
end, but she, quicker than I ever thought possible, 
buried her nose in my pubic hair. She held herself 
there a few seconds, bobbing her head only slightly. I 
could feel her throat working on my cock, as if she 
were trying to swallow it down even deeper. Then, she 
pulled herself back, taking me out of her mouth 
completely, took a couple of deep breaths, then really 
started going to work on me. I once heard an actor 
talk about doing a 'half, half, whole' type move on 
his various girlfriends. That's what my little sister 
was doing to my cock. She only made it to a third 
'half, half'. I could not hold back any longer.

"Holy fucking shit, Truvy," I warned her, "Here it 
comes, baby! I'm cumming!"

My head was still in her mouth as the first blast shot 
from me. She clamped her lips around my cock, and 
drank the first two shots down. She was trying to 
imitate mom, and get the third shot in her face, but 
it went mostly in her mouth, too. Some of it shot up 
her nose as she got me out of her mouth. She didn't 
like that, but she got me aimed at the rest of her 
face, and took two full shots across her cheeks. Then 
she sat up, pointed my cock at her chest, where she 
took what was left all over her flat, budding boobies.

I've never been much for kissing a girl after she's 
taken a load in the mouth,but I could not resist. I 
pulled my sexy little 9 year old sister, and gave her 
another lesson. I just ignored the taste of myself, 
and taught her to french kiss. She was a very willing, 
and eager student.

I then rolled her onto her back, kissed her ear, and 
worked my way down her neck. I kissed her neck for a 
while, as I rubbed my cum into her little tits. I then 
began kissing her chest, gently licking and sucking at 
her baby nipples. As they tightened up into hard 
little points, I undid her pants, and pulled them off 
her legs, taking her panties with them.

I slid back up to her face, kissed her lips one more 
time, and said, "It's your turn." I then went down on 
her.

Even though she so expertly took me, I didn't want to 
overwhelm her. I started licking the tiny, undeveloped 
lips of her pussy, and found the tiniest little hole I 
have ever seen, and so wet she was dripping. She 
opened up like a flower, and even though she was near 
brutal in oral assault on me, I felt I had to treat 
her as if she were a delicate flower. I wet a finger 
in my mouth, and pushed in until I felt her hymen at 
the tip. I pulled back, and just worked my finger in 
there, to let her get the feel of it. With my tongue I 
found her clit, and I gave it fluttering licks, and 
occasional sucks. It wasn't long, a few minutes 
really, and she was grabbing my hair, pulling my face 
into her pussy, as she screamed through her first 
orgasm.

I climbed back up the bed, laid my head next to hers 
on the pillow, and hugged her to me. She buried her 
face into my chest. She was shaking so hard, I 
couldn't tell if she was still cumming, crying, or 
just breathing hard.

"Hey there, beautiful," I said, "You all right?"

"Oh... my... GOD!" she said, "I had no idea I could 
spray, too."

I laughed a little, "It's called an orgasm," I 
explained, "or as you heard me and Dad call it, 
'cumming'. You don't spray like I do, but the 
feeling's the same."

"I want to feel it again."

"You will. We both will, but later. I'm pretty sure 
you are ready for that nap now."

"Now, that you mention it," and like that, she was 
out.

I looked at my sweet little girl, and realized what we 
started. How could I ever leave her? Well, I do have 
that athletic scholarship, and the state university is 
only a half an hour away. I could live at home, and 
commute.

I pulled Truvy a little closer, and got ready to drift 
off myself. That was when I noticed my bedroom door 
was still open.

Mom was standing there, with a big grin on her face.


To be continued?

E-mail me, and enough responses will bring chapter 2. 
I have a plot, but nothing will be written unless it's 
worthwhile. That will be determined by quality and 
quantity of messages I get about this one.

Thank you for reading, Lefty

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