Teen-aged twins teach their younger brother to be an
adequate lover. (ffm-teens, youths, inc)
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Kim tiptoed into her brother's small bedroom, raised
the shade quietly and stared out at the backyard, her
hands on the window frame and high breasts right on the
cool glass, nipples hardening pleasantly. The snow
looked a foot thick atop the shed, and it was still
coming down. It was beautiful, glistening, cold. She
turned, looked at her sleeping little brother, her hand
on her full breast, kicked his mattress and when the
boy groaned, said loudly, "No school, dork. It snowed a
foot."
"Um," he said and rolled to his back, rubbing his eyes
and yawning.
Kim blinked and licked her lips as her little brother
tented up the heavy comforter over his groin. "Ew," she
said more or less to herself, "Gotta look at that." She
was fifteen and it had been at least two years since
she had ignored a stiff prick, but she had gone three
whole days without a boy's cock in her talented pussy
and she felt needy. She yanked back the covers and her
13-year-old brother yelped. "Damn," she said, feeling
her vagina contract, "how big is that thing?" It jutted
up out of the fly of his flannel pajamas, trembling in
the chill air, its blue-veined shaft pale pink and its
rounded head almost purple.
"Go away," Billy yelped, embarrassed, pulling the
blanket and sheet back up over his boner. "I can't help
it." His hand went to his painfully swollen balls as he
turned his back to his horny sister.
"Come on; let me see . It's five or six inches at
least." She yanked the covers from his hand and tossed
them over the foot of the bed and then pounced on his
cock, grabbing it with both hands. "Oh Billy," she
cooed, licking its sensitive glans and squeezing it
firmly, "It's beautiful." She pushed him flat, swung a
leg over his loins, and before he knew what was
happening, she had lowered herself on his rock-hard,
early-morning erection. Her fluttering inner lips
gobbled it up, and she screwed herself all the way down
to his hairy belly, eyes closed and a smile on her lips
as her juices started flowing.
"Oh yes," she sighed as she wiggled on his skinny
spear. "Now get your paws up here under my shirt." She
had enjoyed bigger cocks, lots of them, but none that
were any harder. She squeezed with her Kegel trained
muscles, and the boy's eyes got big and his mouth fell
open. He masturbated regularly, but nothing had ever
felt like that; she was going to tear it off. He
squealed.
"Kimmy," Madison cried as she came into the back room,
"what are you doing?" She stood with her long legs
widely spread and her fists on her lean hips.
Her twin smiled at her and licked her lips as she
bounced on her little brother's firm belly, flexing her
strong thighs. "Having fun." She put her hands on her
Billy's chest, leaned forward and began moving a bit
faster, rocking from side to side, stimulating her
engorged clit, mouth open, drooling just a bit.
"That's gross," Madison said, sitting down beside her
brother's head and running her fingers through his
bristly hair. He was sweating, she noticed. Both of his
forearms were now up under Kim's football jersey
nightgown, and he was gently kneading her big jugs,
mouth gapping. "Does he know how to eat pussy?"
Kim shook her head, scrunched her eyes closed and
gritted her teeth as she felt a climax nearing. "I
doubt it. But he's hot and hard, real hard."
Madison grabbed the headboard and then perched on her
young brother's smooth chest, wiggled forward, pulled
her jersey to her waist and presented her carefully-
shaved and tight-lipped pussy to Billy's open mouth.
She grabbed his hair, yanked hard and said, "Now lick,
you little queer. Lick deep and hard." Her lips
fluttered open.
Billy's nose probed at his sister's clitoral hood, and
he drove his tongue into her vagina and then lapped
upwards, frightened and confused. Madison shivered with
delight as her twin sister sobbed behind her and then
grasped her shoulders as she came on the boy's cock,
keening loudly. Once the orgasm passed, Kimberly slid
off the bed and ran for the bathroom with both hands
between her legs. Madison wiggled away from the Billy's
seeking tongue, mashed his rigid prick into his abdomen
and then rose above it. "Hold it up," she said to the
confused 13-year-old boy.
Billy grasped his slick, hard penis at its base and
watched his sister tease its head with her pink labia
before taking it into her all at once and grinding them
together. He looked up into her face and saw a stare of
narrow-eyed concentration and then a smile of pleasure
as her vagina rippled with joy on his jerking ram. She
licked her lips and then gritted her teeth as her
brother's prick head nudged a particularly sensitive
place. She squeezed. He squealed. She bounced. He
gasped.
Despite the room's chilly air, the lithe girl pulled
her football jersey over her head and tossed it away.
Then she leaned forward and brought her full breasts to
her little brother's mouth, waving them from side to
side. Except in magazines and on his computer, Billy
had never seen a girl's breasts, but his mouth knew
exactly what to do, and he sucked and nibbled gently as
Madison moved her pelvis up and down on his rigid
prick, squishing them together firmly each time she
came down and took it all inside her. The room filled
with the sound creaking bedsprings and the slap of
young flesh as he pistoned upward into his eager
sister.
"Don't just lie there," Madison moaned, "get to work.
Thrust harder, push, ram it into me. Oh, you're
impossible. Let's roll over." With Billy on top, the
girl locked her legs about his middle, pushed at his
butt with her heels and then demanded, "Harder, faster,
make me feel it. Come on. Do push-ups, you jerk."
Billy arched up and hammered into his steaming sister,
crying with effort, grunting and sobbing as he
accelerated and felt his testicles clamping to the base
of his prick and then pulsing as he ejaculated. And
pulsed again, his whole body shaking. He whimpered as
he came again.
"Don't stop," Madison demanded. 'You're not finished,
not even close." He was still hard, and she clasped his
cock with her vaginal muscles, milking it as her pelvis
quivered.
"I can't," Billy moaned, but he did, getting his hips
once more into action and driving his rod into his
sister again and again as she writhed beneath him.
"How's he doing?" Kim asked as she came back to the
room and watched her little brother's hips rise and
fall between her twin's wide-spread knees, his buttocks
clenching and relaxing with each penetration. His face
was red, and he seemed to be gasping for breath.
"I'm close," said her twin, grinding her clit into her
brother's pubic bone. "He's still good and hard." She
shuddered and closed her eyes and then pulled her
brother's sweaty body down atop her and hugged him
firmly. His prick kept moving, jerking and ramming as
Madison climaxed with a cry of success. She pushed the
boy off and clambered out of the bed, sitting on the
side and smiling as her twin sister climbed atop the
boy's body facing his feet. "I think he's had it."
Kimberly grasped Billy's swollen scotum and grinned.
"Nope. Watch." She tickled the underside of the boy's
limp cock as it lay on his stomach and it soon jumped
and then quivered and then rose, bouncing on his belly,
now red from friction. The girl took it in as it
hardened and then leaned to put her hands on his knees
as he filled her once more. "Good boy," she sighed,
slapping his haunch. "Good boy." And then she began
moving, rotating, undulating. Billy grasped her
buttocks and did his best, feeling his spine protesting
as he arched his back.
He couldn't believe it. Kim was still wearing her
football jersey nightshirt, the one a starting lineman
had given her, and he could see her rounded buttocks as
she moved up and down on his sore ram, which was still
remarkably hard and straight, glistening with their
juices, appearing and disappearing. Maybe it's a dream
he thought as his other sister returned, stood looked
at him and then said, "Let's do doggy."
Kim crawled off his tired horn and Madison got the boy
up behind her. "Ram it in," he ordered, and he did as
he was told, his hands on her rounded hips, and the
girl he had on the end of his rigid rod buried her head
in his pillow and gasped with pleasure.
Over the next month, the twins taught their little
brother to be a world-class cunt licker and a more than
adequate pussy fucker. Almost every day after school,
one or the other of them ran him through his paces, and
almost every evening one of the girls crawled into his
bed to give him a test.
The more he fucked, the better he got at it and the
longer he lasted, and the more he licked the girls'
cunts the more he learned about how to please them. He
now could get two hooked finger's up into a soggy
vagina and find a firm g-spot while his tongue and lips
were serving an aching clitoris and he now could hump
for ten minute straight without cumming.
In the spring the 13-year-old enjoyed a sometimes-
painful growth spurt and went from five-seven to five-
ten in less than two months. His penis grew
proportionately and was soon a firm eight inches when
one of the beautiful twins spread her legs for him.
They now had to tell him to stop when he had satisfied
them.
On his fourteenth birthday, the twins brought him a
lovely young blonde, a girl with a reputation as the
best lay in high school, and she spent two hours in his
bedroom, the first girl other than his siblings with
whom he had sex. They made him wear a condom to fuck
the blonde, and he used up a half-dozen before he quit.
The sixteen-year-old staggered from his room, sore and
sated, told the twins that their brother was the best
boy she had ever fucked and drove off in the car one of
her uncles had given her for a year's worth of blow-
jobs.
"You need some girl friends," Kim told him as they lay
coupled on their sides, nose to nose, the boy's long
prick just within the girl's well-tried quim which
fluttered without her effort as his rod jumped and
flexed.
"Why?" he managed to say, having come twice that
afternoon and now doing what his sister considered
resting for a third vigorous coupling in a strange, and
often painful, position. He had recently driven his big
cock straight down into the gasping girl as she lay on
the floor by his bed, her legs in the air.
"Because you are a very good lover and there are lots
of girls out there looking for boys like you. We've
been spreading the word, so you shouldn't have any
trouble hooking up now and then."
Things might have proceeded more or less normally if
the boy's 12-year-old sister hadn't decided to get in
on the fun. She had listened to the twins teaching her
brother and even peeked at their vigorous couplings and
now her virgin pussy was aching for a man, for her
brother. So one spring Saturday morning, shortly after
the sun rose, she tip-toed into Billy's room, stripped
off her baby-doll pajamas and slid into bed beside him.
Billy's left eye popped open and there she was, his
little sister smiling at him, a curly-headed angel.
"What are you doing?" he hissed.
"I had a bad dream," she lied quietly, wiggling closer
and feeling the head of his hard prick poking her
thigh.
"You shouldn't be here," he whispered, trying to push
her away and finding out that she was naked. Her
breasts were small and conical and her hips were
boyish, but she was very pretty in a tom-boy sort of
way.
"I was scared," she sighed, reaching down to capture
the rounded head of his blood-hot member.
"Don't," he said as her hand slid down the thick shaft
to the hairy base of his painfully hard penis.
"Please," she sobbed, sniffing loudly. "Don't be mean."
She now had both hands on his pride and joy. "Why is so
hot?"
"Blood," he said. "Leave it alone." He tried to twist
away without success. He slapped her hands away.
She turned over so her back was to him and said, "Hug
me, Billy, hold me, please." She backed up and moved
her buttocks into his groin, feeling his big prick
slide between her thighs, grazing her sex lips.
Sis, as she was known although her name was Susannah,
was no innocent. She had handled a number of young
males' private parts and even sucked a couple down in
the dark basement of a friend's home. But she was
indeed a virgin and her experience was limited. When
she put her small hands on her brother's big prick, her
heart almost stopped. It was at least twice as big as
any of the immature cocks she had played with.
And now she was going to invite that monster into her
body, into a hole so small she could barely probe it
with the tip of her little finger. She took a deep
breath as her brother's right hand covered her right
breast and pulled her to his warm, well-muscled body.
Several inches of his manhood now stood out from her
groin, and she rubbed her wet slit up and down his long
rod very slowly and gently while she teased his cock
head with her finger tips.
"Oh, that feels good," she sighed, wiggling as his
other hand slid down her smooth body to her groin and
his forefinger touched his rigid cock where it rose
between her puckered lips.
"That's enough, Sis. Get back to your bed," he
whispered in her ear as he stroked her clitoral hood
just as his twin sisters had taught him
"Um," sighed the girl, moving her pelvis and nearly
capturing his cock head. "Put it in me, please,
please."
"You're crazy," he said, louder than he meant to. He
pushed her away and turned his back to her. She quickly
rolled over and snuggled close, her hand right back on
his aching cock which stood up before his stomach,
leaking lubricant.
"Oh, poor Billy," she sighed, rubbing her hard, little
tits on his back and stroking down to his scrotum, now
swollen into a globe nearly the size of a baseball. "I
thought boys' things stuck straight out."
"Leave me alone, pest. Get back to your bed. You're
twelve years old. Act your age."
She sniffed and stroked gently, cupping his glans in
her palm. "You're so mean. You do it to the twins, do
it all the time."
'They're fifteen, squirt."
"Just once. Poke me and I'll go away."
"You're crazy," he said, turning face down on his bed
and mashing his cock beneath him.
Sis lay beside him, very still, patient, her fingers
stroking her wet slit. She sniffed. "You could lick me
at least. Pretty please."
He turned his face toward her. "Go away," he mumbled,
very uncomfortable with his cock throbbing and jerking
under him.
"Pop my cherry and I'll quit. Promise."
He rolled to his back and pulled his covers up over his
groin.
"At least let me try. You can just lie there," the girl
said, and she got up and sat on her heels.
Her brother looked at her nubile body and trembled. He
closed his eyes and nodded.
Sis squealed, pulled down his blanket and straddled his
belly. She rose on her knees, reached behind her to
lift his thick prick up between her legs and then
wiggled down on it, setting the blunt head right at the
entrance of her quivering vagina. She took a deep
breath and eased down on it. It wouldn't go in. She
wiggled right and left, pushed hard and finally asked
Billy to hold it for her. He grasped his thick male
member and smiled up at her, amused by her look of
concentration as she tried over and over to impale
herself and failed again and again.
She fell down atop him and her patted her firm
buttocks. "Don't cry," he said. "You know where the
twins hide there toys?'
She nodded.
"Well, you go get their smallest dildo, grease it up
and practice, and when you are ready, we'll try again.
OK?"
She sniffed and nodded. "Promise?"
He hugged her and kissed her forehead. "Promise," he
said.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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