Category: Non-Consensual

Knocking Up Girls

October 21, 2008

Knocking Up Girls
By
Alex Hawk

“Are you sure it won’t hurt or anything, Elliot?” Maria asked me, looking a little nervous.

“I’m sure,” I said in my most reassuring tone. We were together in her bedroom. Her parents were at work.

“And I can’t get pregnant?”

“No, don’t worry. I’ll be careful.”

Maria bit her lower lip, trying to decide. As she did so I ran one of my hands up her bare arm. A little tremor went through her body.

“You won’t tell anyone, will you?”

I laughed. “Who would I tell?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. Other boys, maybe.”

“I won’t tell, I promise,” I lied.

“Well, alright. I guess we can do it.”

“Cool.” I leaned forward and gave her a little kiss. “You’ll really like it.”

“I hope so,” she said, as I started to pull her blouse open. Once it was off, I pulled her bra up enough to expose her thirteen-year-old breasts and started kissing them. Maria let out a little whimper and put one of her hands on the back of my head.

I grinned to myself. Maria would be the fifteenth girl I’d fucked this summer. Four of them were already pregnant, three of which were definitely my kids, since the girls had been virgins (like Maria), and hadn’t ever fucked anyone else. With luck, Maria would get pregnant, too.

I was in a little competition with two of my friends. We’d dared each other to each get a girl pregnant last summer when we were all fourteen. We each pulled that off easily. I now had a young daughter. Her mother raised her. I almost never saw her.

This summer we’d picked something a little different. The goal was to get as many girls pregnant as we could. So far with three confirmed, one possible and the rest not sure yet (though six of them thought they might be pregnant), I was in second. My best friend, Kyle, had gotten five girls definitely pregnant, with another seven who might be and had fucked twenty all together. We were both ahead of Daniel who had only fucked nine and had only gotten two pregnant.

Kyle and I had both lost our virginities when we were twelve. Daniel lost his a year later, and it wasn’t long after that that Kyle got his first girl pregnant. That had lead to us having our race last summer and then to this one. All three of us were good looking enough that it wasn’t really hard at all to get girls to let us fuck them. None of them seemed to have really caught on to the fact that we were screwing as many as we could, trying to knock them up.

Now I pulled Maria’s blouse and bra completely off her and began kissing my way down her chest and stomach. Once I got to her jeans, I unbuttoned them and slid my hand down inside, rubbing at her vagina through the thin fabric of her panties.

“Oh, Elliot…” she whispered. “That feels good…”

“Glad to hear that,” I said, leaning down and kissing her tenderly as I slipped my fingers inside her panties, now massaging her vagina directly. Very slowly I moved my hand farther down and worked a finger into her vaginal canal itself, moving it back and forth a little.

Maria began writhing around on the bed. While she was lost in pleasure, I reached down and started unbuttoning my jeans, putting my hand inside to pull out my very hard penis. I seldom wore underwear. Too much of a chance that it might kill some of my sperm.

Now that Maria was really into it, I worked her jeans and panties off her, leaving her now completely naked. I continued fingering her with one hand as I pulled the rest of my clothes off with my other, at least as best I could. Once I was completely naked I started kissing my way back up her body until I was kissing her mouth, my penis nudging at her vagina.

I took it in my hand, rubbing it against her virgin slit. “Are you ready?” I whispered.

“I… I think so…”

“Good.” I gave her one last kiss and began pushing forward slightly, feeling the tip start to enter her. I pulled back a little and then pushed again. I repeated this several times, seesawing back and forth until finally my entire fifteen-year-old penis was deep inside Maria’s no longer virgin thirteen-year-old vagina.

“Oh, god… oh, Elliot… it hurts…” Maria had a couple tears going down her face.

I kissed her gently and said, “Don’t worry. It’s going to feel better.” That done, I started very slowly moving back and forth inside her, screwing her with no real passion yet. I just wanted to make it feel better for her.

Soon I heard Maria whimpering slightly into my ear. It was obviously she was starting to get into it, which was good. I’d have kept fucking her anyhow no matter if she enjoyed it or not, but it was better that she was enjoying herself.

Now that I knew Maria was getting into it, I started fucking her a little faster, my penis nearly a blur as it glided smoothly in and out of her vagina. I started breathing hard as I began to approach my orgasm. I hadn’t fucked her for nearly long enough to give her an orgasm, but I certainly was about to give myself one!

Seconds later my penis pulsed inside Maria’s vagina as my sperm blasted out into her lovely young body. I wished my little boys well as they started their long swim up into her, trying to find an egg to get me a new baby. With luck, she’d be pregnant within a few hours.

After the fucking, we laid there and talked for a little bit. Then we fucked. And fucked again. By the time I finally walked out of her house, I was pretty well fucked-out, having came inside Maria no less than six times. I planned to fuck her a few more times in the next couple days, just to try and make sure. Hopefully she was already pregnant, but if not, I planned to make sure she would be.

Meantime, it was time for me to go home.

* * *
A week went by. I fucked Maria about twenty-five times, and was pretty sure she was probably pregnant by now. If not… well, I’d tried my best.

The only problem was this: Kyle had told me another girl had confirmed she was pregnant by him, and even Daniel had a girl say he’d knocked her up. Now I was tied with Daniel and behind Kyle even further and this was the last weekend of summer vacation! I had to think of something.

I went to a party on Friday night, but had zero luck. All the girls there were already taken or weren’t interested in hooking up. Ditto on Saturday night, which was so depressing, I actually left the party early and was back at home by ten o’clock that night.

I was tired and annoyed when I got home. There was no way I was going to be able to get another girl pregnant at this point. I might get lucky and have one of the girls I’d fucked before turn out to be pregnant. This wasn’t impossible. But I really wanted to have a go with another girl, just to be certain.

“You’re back early,” said my twelve-year-old sister, Jenna, as I walked into the house.

“Yeah, well, the party sucked,” I replied, going over to sit on the couch.

“Sorry to hear that,” she said with some sympathy in her voice.

We sat there watching TV for a bit and a really, really evil thought started to enter my mind. My sister was really hot looking. Her breasts were just starting to really grow and boy did they look nice. I knew also that she’d started her periods recently. This meant she was fertile.

So in other words, I could, maybe, get my sister pregnant.

It was an unreal thought. I knew it would be incest, and illegal as hell, but really, who cared? I’d get more pussy, probably take my sister’s virginity, and stand a good chance of having another kid. That would mean that I might be able to win the contest, or at least not lose badly.

My penis hardened up as I considered all these ideas. Yeah… yeah, I’d fuck my sister. What a perfect idea! Now I just had to figure out how to get her to let me fuck her…

“So what you been up to?” I asked Jenna.

“What do you mean?”

I shrugged. “Just in general. What you been up to lately?”

“Nothing, really. Just getting ready for the new school year, you know? I’m trying to get into a couple honors classes.”

“Oh, yeah? That should be pretty cool for you.”

“I hope so. It’ll help me get into college at least.”

My sister was pretty smart. I almost felt guilty at the thought of getting her pregnant. It would almost certainly screw up her future. But it wasn’t like I was going to force her. I never forced any girls. I never needed to.

I searched my memory for things I knew about my sister’s social life. Oh, yes. “Whatever happened to Brendan?” He was a boy Jenna had been dating a while ago.

“Him?” She made a face. “We broke up like two months ago.”

“Oh, sorry. What happened? Why did you guys break up?”

Jenna shrugged. “He was just kind of a jerk, you know? He didn’t treat me really well.”

“He didn’t hit you or anything?” I asked, suddenly feeling a protective urge.

She shook her head. “No, but he kept hitting on other girls and stuff.”

“Oh. Jerk.”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t know why he would have hit on anyone else. Everybody knows you’re the best looking girl in town.”

“Ha!” Jenna said with a grin. “What have YOU been smoking, Elliot?”

“Nothing. It’s true, Jenna. You’re really cute.”

“Well… thanks,” she said after a moment.

“You just gotta learn how to make yourself look… you know… a little different.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you know. A little more like what boys want.”

“How so?”

I looked my sister’s body over with a critical eye. “I think if you wore a little more revealing clothes and maybe did some stuff to make your tits look bigger. You’d be fine.”

“You really think so?” she asked, looking down at her chest.

“Of course I do. You’re really hot.” I grinned a little. “Heck, if you weren’t my sister, I’d fuck you.”

Jenna turned a bright red and giggled a little bit. “Gee, that’s nice to know.”

I did my best to make myself look embarrassed. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to make it sound like that. You’ve just got a lot of potential to look really, really cute, you know?”

“Well, thanks, Elliot.”

“Any boy ever try to do anything with you?” I asked.

“What, you mean like…” Jenna blushed a little. “You mean like sex or something?”

“Yeah.”

“Not really. I mean, I used to kiss Brendan a lot and I let him, like, touch my breasts through my shirt but, that was about it. Why?”

I shrugged. “Just curious.” It meant no one had fucked her yet, which made me happy. “Why didn’t you do anything more with him?”

“I don’t know,” Jenna said after thinking about it for a moment. “I just didn’t. I know he wanted to. But… I don’t know.”

“Sex is really fun,” I said. “You should have let him do it with you.”

“I don’t know,” she said again. “I thought about it a lot. I almost did do it with him, but I just guess I wanna wait until I have a boy who loves me, you know? Then try it with him.”

“Yeah, that makes sense.” We watched TV in silence for a bit and then I said, “So are there any boys you love enough to let them try it with you?”

“Not really.”

“Well, are there even any boys you love?”

“No,” she said after a bit. “I mean, I love you, Elliot, but you’re my brother and that’s not quite the same.”

“No, I guess it’s not, although…” I trailed off.

“Although what?” Jenna asked, looking at me.

I shrugged. “Never mind. Just thinking about something.”

“Well, what?”

“Never mind,” I repeated, knowing my sister wouldn’t just let it go.

“No, come on, Elliot. What were you going to say?”

“I don’t wanna tell you, Jenna. You’ll get mad.”

“No, I won’t! I promise!”

“Well,” I began slowly. “If you wanted to, we…” I trailed off again and then shook my head. “No, never mind. You’ll get mad at me if I say it and even if you don’t, you wouldn’t be interested, so it doesn’t really matter.”

“Elliot!” my sister said, looking annoyed. “Stop being a jerk! Just tell me, okay!”

“Alright, alright,” I said in a soothing voice. “Well… it seems to me that you want to lose your virginity to a boy you love. You said you love me. If you wanted to, you and I could, you know, have sex. I’m pretty experienced and I’ve taken a lot of virginities, so I know how to make it best. It’ll be really, really good for you.” I shrugged. “That’s what I was thinking.”

My sister’s mouth had dropped open during my little speech. She closed it and after a moment said, “Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Well…”

“You did ask what I was thinking,” I pointed out.

“Yeah, I know.”

“Ok.”

There was a new tension in the air. Jenna sat silently for a few minutes and then finally said, “So you wanna… you wanna have sex with me?”
I shrugged, doing my best to seem casual. “Well, I was just thinking that, you know, like I said, if you wanna have sex with someone you love, and you love me, well, why not do it with me? I know how to make it feel really good.”

“Yeah, but you’re my brother, Elliot.”

“So? Think of it this way; if you’re going to have your first time with your boyfriend and it ends up being not that great, you’ll both feel kind of weird. If you have sex with me and it’s not that great, then you won’t need to feel so strange cause I’m just me.” It was faulty logic at best, but I hoped it would work.

Jenna gave me a weird look. “I guess that makes sense.” I could tell she was getting a little tempted, but then she shook her head. “No. No, we can’t. It’s wrong for brothers and sisters to have sex with each other.”

This argument was one I had hoped she wouldn’t trot out, cause I had no idea how I was going to get past it. Then in a flash of inspiration, I had it.

“Well, you know WHY it’s wrong?” I asked.

“No.”

“Because of religion,” I said, feeling slightly smug. “See, most religions say that you aren’t supposed to have sex for any reason other than making babies. That’s why they don’t like birth control. Well, brothers can’t get their sisters pregnant. Sperm just doesn’t work like that. So when a brother and sister have sex, there can’t be a baby.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. That’s another reason to try it with me your first time. You can’t get pregnant by me, but you might with another boy.” I felt a little guilty about the lie, considering the whole point of this was to get my sister pregnant, but if this was what it took, it was what I would do.”

“Oh.” My little sister considered all this new information. “I guess that all makes sense.”

“Yeah.”

“But…” I could tell Jenna was trying to think of more reasons not to let me fuck her, but wasn’t coming up with any.

I said, “Look. How about this? We can try some stuff, and if you like it, then we can keep going, and if you don’t, we can stop. Does that sound reasonable?”
Jenna was quiet for another long stretch. Finally she quietly said, “Well… I don’t know. Are you sure about all this?”

“Absolutely,” I lied. “Look, I already have one baby. You think I want anymore? Trust me here.” This of course despite the fact that I knew I’d gotten three girls pregnant already this summer with at least four more possible.

“Yeah… well… you wouldn’t, like, tell anyone, would you?”

I shook my head. “Of course not. Look, Jenna, you’re my sister. Do you think I’d do anything that would hurt you?”

“I guess not.”

“So you wanna try doing some stuff? Maybe even fucking?”

After another long bit of quiet, my sister said, “Ok. But you have to stop if I don’t like it, ok?”

“Sure! Of course!” It was all I could do to keep from cheering. I knew now that I had her. I could make it feel good enough for her that there was no way she’d want me to stop. Within an hour I’d have my penis driven deep inside her tight young vagina, and hopefully I’d have her pregnant by the end of the night.

“Ok.” Jenna took a deep breath. “So how do we start?”

“Well… have you ever seen a boy naked in real life before?”

“No.”

“Ok, then. I’ll undress.” I stood up and very slowly began removing my clothes, pausing after each garment was off so that my sister could look me over. Once I was down to just my boxers, I stopped and said, “So what do you think of me so far?”

“You look really nice, Elliot,” she replied after a moment. “You have a nice body.”

“Thanks.” I hooked my fingers into my boxers and said, “Ok, here goes the last bit.” Slowly I pulled the waistband forward so that it could get past my hard penis and then lowered my boxers to the floor. I stood back up, now fully nude and erect in front of my twelve-year-old sister.

“Wow,” she said after a bit.

“Yeah.” I knew I looked good nude. You didn’t sleep with as many girls as I did without having the looks.

“It’s… wow, that’s big,” Jenna said, looking right at my penis. “Can that really fit inside me?”

“Oh, yes. Trust me.” Taking a small step towards Jenna, I said, “Do you want to touch it?”

“Alright,” she said and very slowly reached out with her hand. Her fingertips brushed the tip of my penis and then ran down the shaft. “It’s really warm.”

“Yeah” I sat down on the couch next to my sister as she moved her hand away. “So anyhow, you wanna try taking off your clothes now?”

My sister nodded silently and stood up. She pulled off her shirt, exposing her bra-less chest. I was a little surprised at that, but pleased. Her breasts were small and firm and very nice. I couldn’t wait to nuzzle them. Then she pulled off the rest of her clothes. Unlike me she didn’t pause before taking off her underwear, she just pulled them right down, showing off her small patch of sparse pubic hair and giving me a nice view of her virgin slit.

She stood there looking shy for a bit and said, “So what do you think? Do I look ok?”

“You look wonderful,” I said with a sincere smile.

“Thanks,” she said, blushing a little. “So now what?”

“Well… here, sit down on the couch,” I said, standing up and moving aside. My sister took my place. I knelt down in front of her and spread her legs a little, taking in the view of her lovely vagina. “Did your last boyfriend ever go down on you or anything?”

“No…” Jenna said, a little hesitation in her voice.

I spread her legs a little more, giving me good access. I said nothing further, I simply moved my face downward, stuck out my tongue and started licking all over my little sister’s vagina. It produced instant results. She tried to close her legs and let out a little whimper of total pleasure as I worked my tongue all over her labia, poked it into her vaginal canal and worked it near, but not on, her clitoris. I knew for a fact she’d never felt anything this good before!

“Oh, Jesus, Elliot… I… oh, god, that’s good…” she whispered, putting a hand on the back of my head.

I ignored her and reached out a hand, rubbing my fingers against her slit while my tongue now probed right alongside her clitoris. I placed one of my fingers against the entrance to my sister’s vagina and very slowly worked it up inside her, pleased that I didn’t a hymen. I’d run up against them before, though not for very long.

Keeping my first finger in Jenna’s vagina, and slowly inserting a second finger, I began to kiss my way up her body until I reached her small breasts. I kissed and then gently sucked on each of her nipples while I moved my fingers inside her body.

This position also had the advantage of putting me into a position where my penis could make contact with my little sister’s vagina. I pulled my fingers slowly out of her and took my erection in my hand. I began rubbing it gently up and down against her slit, knowing that if I did it right, I’d drive her nuts and get her ready for intercourse.

Now I moved my face up and nibbled gently on my sister’s neck. At the same time I positioned my penis right against her vagina, pushing it into her just slightly. Not enough to really penetrate, but enough to get some attention.

“Feels good, huh?” I whispered into her ear.

“Oh, yeah…”

“Glad you like it.” I probed again with my teenage penis, letting the tip sink into Jenna’s preteen vagina. She was nice and wet. Penetration would be really easy.

I kissed her lightly on the lips and said, “I’m going to put it in now. It might hurt just a tiny bit, but then it’ll feel really nice, ok?”

Jenna swallowed, obviously overwhelmed by the fact that she was about to lose her virginity to her older brother. Nodding she said, “Ok.”

I leaned down and gently started sucking on one of her breasts again, while with one of my hands I reached down to stimulate Jenna’s clitoris. Finally I steadied myself and pushed forward gently with my hips, my fifteen-year-old penis starting to slide into my little sister’s tight, twelve-year-old virgin vagina. I sawed it back and forth until I was almost entirely inside her. Then I took the last plunge, and was now entirely inside. I was officially committing incest.

Once I was completely inside her, I took a moment to pause and looked into Jenna’s eyes.

“You’re not a virgin anymore,” I whispered. “You’re being fucked. How’s it feel?” I asked softly.

“It hurts a tiny bit…” she said. “But it feels good, too…”

It was all I could do at this point to avoid fucking the shit out of her. Less than half an hour ago I’d had the idea of fucking my sister. Now here I was, actually doing it! Oh, it was sweet! I really hoped to get her pregnant from this.

I got myself into a comfortable position and began screwing my sister at a nice, slow, steady pace. I was determined to keep myself from cumming too soon, but I really wanted to give my sister an orgasm while I fucked her.

“I can’t believe… we’re really doing this…” Jenna whispered as I pumped steadily inside her.

“Feels sweet, huh?”

“Oh, yeah…” She placed her hands on my chest and ran them down to my waist, then around my body to rest on my butt. “Oh, Elliot, it feels soooo good…”

I began pulling my penis almost all the way out of my little sister, and then slowly easing it back inside, pressing hard against her body each time I sank back inside. I could feel the wonderful sensation of her vagina getting wetter and wetter as I fucked her, and I knew that she’d cum for sure if I held off on my own orgasm long enough.

After about ten minutes of steady, hardcore sex, varying from slow screwing all the way up to hard jack-hammering, I heard Jenna start moaning in a whole different way, and I knew that she’d be climaxing soon. Only a few moments later I felt her vagina start clenching around my penis while my sister let out a high-pitched mewling sound of total bliss as the orgasm claimed her mind and body.

Now was my moment. I let out a series of low grunts as I felt my penis begin kicking inside my sister’s vagina, my sperm fountaining out of me and blasting up into her. I pictured my little fellas swimming up into her body, finding an egg and giving me another baby. I couldn’t ever remember an orgasm as intense as this one.

Holding my still-hard penis inside my sister, I kissed first each of her breasts and then gave her a tender kiss on the mouth.

“Did you like it?” I asked.

“Oh, yes…”

“Good.” I kissed her a few more times, waiting until I was ready to go again. Then as soon as I was ready, I started moving back and forth inside my sister, fucking her once more.

I fired off a total of six loads of sperm into my sister’s vagina that night. We fucked in just about every position. We kept fucking all weekend. I eventually screwed her more than twenty times before Monday rolled around. I was sore as hell, but with any luck my sister was now officially pregnant by me. And if she wasn’t yet, she soon would be, because even after school started, we still kept fucking at least a couple times a day.

By the end of October, the bet was officially over. Kyle had wound up getting nine girls pregnant. Daniel ended up with a mere seven. As for me? Out of fifteen girls I’d fucked, a total of eleven, including my sister, ended up getting pregnant by me! My little boys had done better than I’d ever expected. By this time next year, I’d end up with a total of twelve children!

Sadly, I wouldn’t be able to see any of them for a while. When my sister found out she was pregnant she went into a panic and told our parents what we’d been up to. They were pissed. They were so pissed they ended up talking with some doctor who ended up talking with the police and next thing I knew, I was under arrest, charged with multiple counts of statutory rape and incest.

Soon the whole story came out and both Kyle and Daniel wound up getting arrested, too. Turns out I hadn’t been the only one to fuck his sister. Daniel had popped his eleven-year-old sister, and even though she wasn’t pregnant, he was in serious trouble for it. Both them had also fucked a couple underage girls. We were all in deep shit.

In the end all three of us wound up getting tried as adults and we all wound up being sentenced to five-to-seven years in prison. To say it sucked was to understate matters. Our lives were pretty well fucked up at this point. What little money we were able to earn working in jail went to pay child support. I ended up with about five bucks a month in spending money. The only bright side to it all was that we were all able to sell our stories to Hollywood. We each wound up with $10,000 after a huge cut was taken out for our kids. It wasn’t much, but it would be enough to provide us all with a good start at new lives once we got out of prison.

END

Got an interesting and TRUE first time or consenting incest story? Please send them to me! I might turn them into one of my stories! I’m also always looking for pictures of cute boys and girls, the less clothes the better! Refer to www.boblamb.com for the sort of things I’m after. Sometimes I get inspiration from these sorts of pics! Keep it legal, of course.
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You know, speaking as someone who used to have sex with his sister, I consider myself EXTREMELY lucky that I didn’t wind up getting in legal trouble for it. Our parents never found out. I might have gotten her pregnant, someone did at any rate, but I don’t know for sure if it was me or not.

Needless to say, fucking someone without his or her consent is wrong. Was what Elliot did in this story wrong? Well, he lied to his sister to get her into bed and was trying to get her pregnant without her consent, but was the actual act of brother/sister sex wrong? I don’t think so. If you wanna read more about my views on incest, statutory rape and other sex related issues, please request my FAQ. Thanks for reading! ^_^

On the Couch

October 27, 2008

On the Couch
By
Alex Hawk

It was really, really late, like about three in the morning, when I heard the front door open. I was up in my bedroom and had been sleeping, but the sound of the door opening woke me up. I peered out my window and saw a car driving off, followed by the sound of my older sister calling out “Good night!” and giggling.

Ah. That meant Bre was home. She was seventeen and spent just about every night she could out partying. Since it was summer, and our parents were gone for two weeks, this meant she did it basically every night.

I heard a thump from downstairs, and when I didn’t hear the sound of Bre’s feet on the stairs coming up to her room, I started to get a little worried. She’d passed out on the living room floor a few days ago. I wondered if she’d done that again. Last time I hadn’t found out until I’d woken up the next morning, but this time I was awake. I should go check on her, I concluded.

I got out of bed and crept out into the hallway. Clad only in my boxers and t-shirt I made my way down the stairs. I moved quietly and finally got downstairs. I poked my head into the living room.

Yep, there was Bre. She’d fallen onto the couch and she looked completely passed out. I stood over her and sighed, not sure what to do. Finally I figured I should try to wake her up.

“Bre? Bre, it’s me, Cody. Wake up.”

She said nothing, didn’t even twitch, she was just there, sitting up, passed out. If it hadn’t been for the fact that she was breathing, I would have thought she was dead.

“Bre? Come on, Bre, wake up.” I reached down and shook her shoulders gently. She didn’t say anything, she just sat there.

Now I was getting a little worried. I shook her by the shoulders again, and this time she moved slightly. I don’t think it was intentional, I think it was just gravity. She basically slid down the couch a little bit, leaving her with her butt right on the edge.

I sighed, and was just about to consider calling 911 when I happened to look down. The short skirt my sister had been wearing had ridden up and now I knew that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

My breath caught in my throat. I looked down in the wan glow from the porch light shining through the windows. Yes… no panties. Oh, wow. I was thirteen and I’d never even gotten close to getting laid. I’d certainly never seen a girl’s vagina in real life before. I figured that I could try to wake her up again, but meantime I wanted to get a closer look.

I got down on my knees between Bre’s legs and looked at what was splayed out there for me to see. I couldn’t see too much. There really wasn’t a lot of light. I could tell she didn’t have any pubic hair. She must’ve shaved it, I thought.

I sat back a little, my penis tenting out my boxers. I wanted to see more of Bre’s vagina, but I didn’t want to turn on a light. Getting an idea, I got up and walked into the kitchen where I rooted around until I found a flashlight. Then I went back into my previous position and shined the light onto my sister.

Now I could see better, thought I still couldn’t see a lot. There was a slit, and what looked like a series of folds. I had half expected just to see some hole where the guy’s penis when in, but that wasn’t the case.

Licking my lips, I looked up at my sister’s unconscious face. I put out the flashlight, stood up and shook her shoulders again, pretty hard this time, trying to see if she’d wake up.

Nothing.

I got back down on my knees and shined the light onto her vagina once more. Gently I placed a hand on each of my sister’s thighs and spread them a little wider, trying to get a better view of the treasure between her legs. It helped a little, though I was still kind of confused by what I saw.

My penis was throbbing and aching for release. I reached down and extracted it through the fly of my boxers, letting it pop up. I put my hand around it and gave it a couple strokes as I looked at my sister’s vagina, enjoying the view even if I didn’t really understand it all that well.

Wondering how much I could get away with, I let go of my penis and placed my hand on my sister’s thigh. Slowly I moved it up until I was right near Bre’s vagina. Swallowing hard, I let a couple shaking fingers drift across her slit while I studied her face. No reaction.

Feeling a little bold, I let my entire hand come to rest over my sister’s vagina. I could feel heat and all sorts of interesting textures under my palm. It was really fascinating! I held my hand there for a bit and then moved it back down to my penis, giving it a couple strokes as I thought about what to do next.

Well, if she hadn’t woken up yet, she probably wouldn’t wake up if I poked my fingers around a little, I reasoned. Maybe I could find the place where the boy’s penis was supposed to go.

So I stuck out my index finger and traced it along the slit, from the little knob at the top down to the bottom. It was really cool! I ran my finger up and down a few times, and then started to notice an odd wetness appearing from somewhere. I had no idea where, or why. I started wondering if Bre had wet herself, but that didn’t seem right.

I moved in closer with the flashlight, seeing moisture glisten as I shined it at my sister’s vagina. I kept wondering what was causing it. I ran my finger along the slit again, and this time I noticed one spot that seemed extra wet. It was almost like an indentation. I poked my fingertip at it and felt it sink in slightly.

Understanding dawned. THIS was the place! It had to be. I pushed forward with my finger again, watching as it slid all the way into my sister’s vagina. I could feel the warm, moist flesh clinging to my finger as I held it inside her. Wow… this was cool. I moved my finger back and forth inside Bre’s vagina, totally blown away at how cool it felt around me.

Now I was trying to figure out what to do next. I was really wondering how much I could get away with, and how far I would go. I mean, this was my sister, after all, so I couldn’t go all the way and fuck her. But maybe I could at least fool around a little more.

I thought I might try something. I stood up and dropped my boxers, my virgin penis popping up. I got back down between my sister’s legs and took my erection in my hand. I placed the tip at the top of her vagina and gently ran it down her slit, a shiver of pleasure shooting through my body.

As I ran my penis up and down on my sister’s vagina, I kept an eye on her face, looking out for any signs at all that she might be waking up. There was nothing. She just kept on sleeping, completely out of it.

I paused in my rubbings, letting the tip of my penis come to rest against the entrance to my sister’s vagina. Now I began to really think about sticking it in her. I mean, I couldn’t actually fuck her for real, but maybe if I were to stick all the way into her and then pull it right back out again, that wouldn’t really count as sex, but I would know what it felt like to be inside a girl.

Trying to stay calm, I figured I’d try a little experiment. I pushed my penis forward, feeling the tip slide into Bre’s vagina. It was very warm and wet and wonderful. With the entire tip stuck into her I looked up at her face, trying to spot any reaction. There was none.

Ok, I thought. I’d do it. I’d stick it all the way into her and then pull it right back out again. It wouldn’t officially count as sex, so it wouldn’t be wrong or anything like that. She’d never know I had it in her, but I’d know what it felt like.

I set down the flashlight and spread Bre’s legs as far as I could. Taking a deep breath, I reoriented my body and gave a little push with my hips. It was mind blowing. It almost felt like my sister’s seventeen-year-old vagina was sucking my thirteen-year-old virgin penis into her. There wasn’t any problem or any difficulty. Just pure pleasure as I slid smoothly and easily all the way right into her.

I closed my eyes and held myself motionless, my penis buried deep inside my older sister’s vagina. God, this was intense! I just stayed there, soaking inside her liquid warmth, knowing that I should pull out but not wanting to.

But I knew I had to. Very slowly, very reluctantly, I sat back, letting my penis slip out of Bre’s vagina. My mind was spinning as I looked at the wonderful place I’d just been inside. I couldn’t believe I’d actually done that! Technically, I realized, I wasn’t a virgin anymore. THAT was a cool thought!

I wanted to reach down and jerk off some more, but I also wanted to stick my penis back into my sister. I thought hard about it, trying to figure out what to do. Well, I guess that since I had already had it in her for a little bit, there probably wouldn’t be anything wrong with putting it back in her and fucking her a little, right? I mean, I couldn’t ever let her know that I’d done it, but there wouldn’t be anything really WRONG with it, would there?

I got back into position and placed my penis against my sister’s vagina again. I gave a little push and slid easily back into her. Wow, it was sweet. I sank my erection all the way into her warm embrace, and then pulled back a little. Then I slid in again, aware now that I was actually really fucking a girl!

I hadn’t really thought about what I’d do when I came. This was possibly not a wise omission on my part, because after only a couple more thrusts, I felt the most incredible, intense, magnificent orgasm of my young life begin, the feeling starting at the base of my penis and spreading out through my entire body as I pushed deep into my sister’s vagina, holding myself there as my sperm blasted into her.

As soon as I was done cumming, I pulled back, slipping out of Bre’s vagina and trying to get my breath back as the full impact of what I’d just done hit me. Oh, god. I’d fucked her and I’d came inside her! Shit, what if she got pregnant or something?

Shakily, I got to my feet and went into the kitchen. I helped myself to a glass of water and then walked, still naked, back into the living room where I looked at my sister’s unconscious body, trying to figure out what to do now.

It crossed my mind, as I stood there, my penis still somewhat hard, that I hadn’t seen my sister’s breasts yet. Given how much I’d already done, I might as well do that, too, and get a good look, I thought.

Bre was just wearing a fairly tight t-shirt. A quick exam showed that she didn’t seem to have a bra on under it. I got back between her legs and took hold of the bottom of her shirt. I lifted it up until her breasts popped out from under it, then I sat back and took a good long look at them. They weren’t huge, but they sure weren’t small, and were very nice to look at. My somewhat hard penis instantly turned steel-hard once more.

Reaching up with a hand, I cupped one of my sister’s breasts, feeling the soft skin and the hard nipple under my palm. Damn, that was cool. I leaned forward and gave her nipple a little lick, blown away by how awesome this all was.

I wanted to feel my sister’s breasts against my bare chest, so I moved forward a little until I was pressed against them. This also had the nice benefit of bringing my penis back into contact with her vagina.

Naturally, I really wanted to fuck her again. I knew I shouldn’t. Hell, I shouldn’t be doing any of this. But since I’d already done it once, I guessed there wouldn’t be any harm in doing it again. She’d never know about it, after all.

Having made up my mind to fuck her again, I thought it might be cool if this time I was on top of her instead of just kneeling between her legs. It was a large couch, so I knew it wouldn’t be a big problem if I could get her into position. I also wanted her to be naked, so the first thing I did was pull her t-shirt off, then removed her skirt completely.

That done, I gently placed my hands on Bre’s shoulders and pushed her over, moving her body until she was resting on her back. Then I spread her legs a little and got down on top of her, looking at my sister’s glorious, naked body.

I took one of her legs in my hand and held it up so that I could penetrate more easily. Then I lined up and guided my young penis back into my sister’s tight vagina. When I was completely inside her, I lowered my nude body on top of hers and simply held myself motionless for a bit.

This was really nice, I though. The feelings of her breasts against my naked body, my penis inside her vagina, the pleasure of everything that was happening.. God, it was incredible! The feelings got even better as I started fucking her, seeing her breasts wobble in time with my thrusts.

As I fucked my unconscious older sister, I wondered what she would say if she knew I was doing this. Would she basically kill me, or would she enjoy it? Would she think I was a good lover?

I began trying different ways of fucking as I screwed Bre this second time. I tried swiveling my hips, I tried fucking fast, I tried fucking slow, trying to see which way felt the best. I gave up eventually because they all felt really amazing.

I managed to last about five minutes before I came again, my sperm shooting into my sister’s vagina as I held tight onto her nude body. The orgasm seemed even more wonderful and more intense than the first time.

When I pulled out of Bre, I looked at the clock on the wall and knew that it was getting to the point where I’d have to stop. I pulled my boxers back on and spent the next several minutes trying to get her back into her clothes before realizing what a losing battle this was. A bit of panic set in, because I knew I certainly couldn’t have her waking up naked in the living room.

So it was that I gathered up my sister’s clothes and, with great effort, managed to get her upstairs and into her own bedroom. I figured if she woke up naked in her bed, she’d figure that she’d just ended up there when she passed out. I knew she sometimes slept naked, so that wouldn’t be so odd.

I also took a chance to fuck her once more, this time with her bent over her bed, so that I entered her from behind and fucked her doggie-style, adding one more blast of incestual sperm to the two that were already inside her. Then I quickly went back to my own bedroom where I ended up having to jerk off before I fell asleep.

The next morning, after my sister woke up, she didn’t say anything about anything being odd. To say that I was relieved was an understatement. In fact, she never said anything about knowing what had happened the previous night or even suspecting anything. I’d gotten away with it!

I was fortunate enough to have my sister pass out on me a couple more times and took both chances to fuck her. Once she did it when a friend of mine, who was still a virgin, was staying the night, and I let him do it with her, too.

Looking back on it, I know what a stupid, wrong thing this all was. Still, if I knew then what I knew now and had the chance to do it over again… well…

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. I’m starting to really wish I’d never began putting smart-ass lines at the end of these stories!

In the FLiN – First Iteration Ver. 1.1

October 22, 2008

In the FLiN – First Iteration Ver. 1.1
By
Alex Hawk

I was heading from my bedroom to the living room that night when I heard the faint sounds from my sister’s bedroom. I paused and stood there, listening quietly at the door, trying to figure out what was going on.

After just a couple minutes of listening, it was pretty obvious. Sennii was in the FLiN, and she was cybering.

I grinned a little, my penis stiffening as I remembered taking my sister’s cyber virginity last year when she was eleven and I was twelve. The feeling of sinking into her vagina, and knowing that I was the first boy to go there, was one of the most bisque memories I had so far in my life.

On a whim, I overrode the lock on my sister’s door, I spent a LOT of time learning how to manipulate computers, and peeked inside. There she was. She was laying on her bed, completely naked, legs spread and twitching slightly from time to time as she had sex in the FLiN. People didn’t move too much when they were inside, but most everyone at least twitched a little when they cybered. People didn’t usually cyber nude, either, but sometimes people did. There was a belief among some that it felt better that way. I’d done it a few times naked and I hadn’t noticed a difference.

I stood there in the doorway, looking at Sennii’s nude body and realized that this was the first time I’d ever seen a girl naked in real life. She looked exactly like how she looked in the FLiN. She had small breasts, very little pubic hair and a nice, thin body. She was really cute. I loved cybering with her.

I took a couple steps into Sennii’s room, admiring her body as she laid on her bed. I reached down and rubbed at my penis through my clothes. It had been a long time since I’d cybered with her. Too long, I realized now. I had to do it with her again soon.

Then I paused. I’d never had sex in real life, of course. I was only thirteen and way too young for that. Most people didn’t have real sex until after they were married, and sometimes not even then. Why bother with real sex, when you can just do it in the FLiN, and do it however you want?

But that didn’t mean that I wasn’t a little curious about real sex. And as I looked down at my sister’s twitching, naked body, I started wondering about the differences. How would it feel if, for example, I touched her body? Would it be the same or different from touching her in the FLiN?

Licking my lips, I thought I’d just touch her leg and see what happened. See what it felt like. So that in mind, I reached out and gently placed my hand on her inner thigh. Sennii didn’t react at all, but I did. My penis twitched at the contact as I realized that, yes, there seemed to be a difference. It might’ve just been my imagination, but it was there.

I moved my hand back and forth on my sister’s thigh. It was incredibly bisque! There definitely was a difference between this and in the FLiN. I didn’t know what it was. Something about the texture, maybe, that the computer couldn’t recreate. Of course I knew in the back of my mind that this was nonsense. The implants in our heads made sure that everything was true to life. What’s the point, otherwise?

But still… there was something different and very bisque…

I lifted my hand off my sister’s thigh and moved up to one of her small breasts, cupping it gently, feeling her hard nipple under my palm. Very nice. On a whim, I leaned down and gave her nipple a little lick and a suck. Sennii still didn’t react, which was fine with me.

My eyes wandered down towards my sister’s vagina and I got a different idea. Very slowly I moved my hand down until I reached her sparse strands of pubic hair. I ran my fingers through them and then, finally, carefully, I moved one of my fingers down and slowly inserted it into my sister’s vagina.

My mind went numb for a moment. Her vagina was amazing! It was warm, it was wet, it was sooooo tight! I moved my finger in and out of Sennii a couple times, marveling at how it felt. I KNEW it was different from the FLiN. I couldn’t, as it were, put my finger on why, but it was different and in a very important way.
It was better.

Sennii’s twitching and light moans increased. I knew she was getting close to cumming. I wanted to have my finger inside her while she climaxed, but I knew that would be a bad idea. Some people slipped right out of the FLiN when they were done cumming and I really didn’t want to deal with the idea of her waking up and seeing me with my finger in her, so I withdrew. Both from her vagina and from her room, and made my way back to my bedroom, pondering the possibilities.

* * *

It was about three days before I finally decided what to do. It was going to take me a while to get everything set up. The programming alone would be a challenge. But after a full three weeks of effort, I was finally ready to go.

The conclusion of my preparations dovetailed nicely with our parents paying a visit to Earth. I waited until their last night away before I finally put my plan into motion.

It began with me sitting in the kitchen killing time and eating while I waited for my sister to come out of her bedroom. I’d been monitoring her FLiN activities and knew that she was currently busy getting fucked by some boy. When she finished, I knew she’d come out and see me sitting there. I made myself busy reading a book.

Sure enough, not long after she was done, Sennii came into the kitchen. Looking down at me she said, “What are you reading?”

“‘Hero of Taggert’s Run’,” I replied. “It’s about how one lieutenant on the St Louis saved the remnants of the 3rd Fleet during the First Battle of Taggert’s Run.”

“History?” she asked as she got herself some food and sat down.

“Yeah, it’s pretty bisque.”

“Nice. I’ll have to check it out later.”

Trying not to grin, I said, “Sure, I’ll send it to you.” I closed my eyes and tapped into my implant, sending my sister not only the book, but a little something extra. “Done.”

“Bisque. Thanks.”

“No problem,” I said with total sincerity. “So what did you have planned tonight?”

“I don’t know,” she said with a shrug. “Probably just spend the night in FLiN.”

“Cybering?”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah? I haven’t cybered in a few days.”

“I was on earlier with this boy named Arvid. He was pretty bisque.”

“Cute?”

She shrugged. “His avatar was. That’s really all that matters.”

Taking a moment to compose myself, I carefully said, “Yeah. You wanna cyber with me later? We haven’t done it in a while.”

Sennii considered the idea and then shrugged and said, “”Sure, it might be fun.”

“Bisque. Just let me know when you’re ready.”

“Ok.”

With that I stood up and cleared away my dishes before going into the living room where I switched on the HPD and turned on a sitcom I’d gotten to be fond of. My sister hated it, but she didn’t have any taste in what was good.

During one of the commercials, I said, “Hey, bisque!”

“What?” called out Sennii.

I stood up and walked into the kitchen. “They’re doing a series of news broadcasts from the starship Victory. That’s the one Captain Constantine is in command of.”

“Oh,” she said, obviously not recognizing the name.

With slightly strained patience I said, “You don’t know who that is, do you, Sennii?”

“Not really.”

“She’s the one who was the lieutenant at Taggert’s Run. The one who beat back the Kaldorn fleet long enough to let the 3rd Fleet escape.”

“Oh, bisque. I can see how you’d like that.”

“Yeah.”

I went back into the living room, Sennii tagging along. I wondered how long it would be before I’d get to put my plan into action.

“Anything good on after this?” she asked me.

“Anything good on after this?”

“Let’s see.” I scanned through the guide through the implant in my head. Shaking my head, I said, “Not really. There’s the remake of ‘Citizen Kane’ on later, though.”

Sennii made a face. “The one from back in the ’30’s? The one with Haley Joe Osmond, or whatever his name was?”

“Haley Joel Osment, and yes. With Ashley Olsen-Damon, too.”

She shuddered. “No, thanks. That’s about as anti-bisque as you can get.”

“True.”

Once my sitcom was over, Sennii said, “Since there’s nothing else on, you wanna cyber right now?”

I shrugged as my mind exalted. I was going to get to do this! WONDERFUL! But then, for some reason, I started to feel a little guilt. Cold feet, I guess. Maybe this wasn’t such a bisque idea after all. I mean, what I had planned wasn’t really moral.

My nerves finally got the best of me and I said, “I dunno. I was thinking I should probably go do my homework. I have a test Friday in my Physics of Hyperspace class. I have another one next week in xenososh, too.”

She shuddered. “I hate xenosociology.”

“Don’t we all.” I smiled. “I wouldn’t mind spending some time learning more about the Alanii, mind you.”

Sennii grinned back. “Me, either.”

I remembered a couple times I’d had sex with people in the FLiN who claimed to be Alanii. They weren’t bad in bed. If the real thing was anything like they were…

Sennii poked me. “So you wanna cyber?”

“Well, like I said, I gotta study,” I temporized.

“Yeah, but it was your idea to begin with. Don’t be a norbert.”

I sighed a little as my doubts began to flee. “Yeah. And it’s always nice with you, too.”

“Incest is best,” she replied.

I knew I was going to go for it. I said, “Ok. You wanna go to our rooms, or just do it right here?”

She thought about it for a moment and then said, “”Let’s just do it here. Mom and Dad aren’t due back from Earth until later. Hell, they probably haven’t even left Paris yet.”

“Ok. Your place or mine?” I asked, hoping she’d pick mine. It would be much easier that way.

“Let’s do yours.”

“Ok.” I let my eyes unfocus and slipped into the FLiN. More or less.

What really happened is that I went into the FLiN in invisible mode. This meant that my sister wouldn’t be able to see me. I set up the Eden program I’d used when I took Sennii’s cyber-virginity, then I sat back and waited for her to arrive. An instant before she turned up my “avatar” appeared in the garden.

Actually, he was a bot that I’d programmed. Making sex-bots was pretty easy. They’d come into wherever you were and have sex with you. But this wasn’t just a sex-bot. This was a persona-bot. He was designed to emulate my personality as much as possible. He’d be able to engage in light conversational banter, he’d react like I’d react to most stimulus, etc. Just programming him had taken me most of the three weeks I’d spent planning.

I watched as Sennii appeared and said, “Nostalgia?”

Thankfully the bot was smart enough to say, “Of course.”

As they advanced on each other, I pulled out of the FLiN completely and found myself sitting on the couch next to my sister. I looked over at her. She was totally out of it, submerged inside the FLiN.

Now for my next move. I stood up and pulled off all my clothes, leaving me completely naked. Then I reached down to Sennii and lifted up her small skirt. She was wearing rather filmy undergarments as most people tended to. Getting them off her was going to be a bit more of a challenge.

Or at least it would’ve if I hadn’t come prepared. I reached under the couch and pulled out a small vial. I opened it up and upended it over my sister’s underwear. At first nothing seemed to happen, and I wondered if the nanites inside the vial had died. I hoped not. They’d been almost as hard to program as the persona-bot had been.

Then I smiled as my sister’s underwear seemed to dissolve. The nanites were eating it away. It took about two minutes, long enough that I was starting to wonder if I’d have enough time to do what I wanted. I actually went back into the FLiN briefly to slow down time in the Eden program so that Sennii and the persona-bot would be in there longer.

Once the underwear were gone, my sister’s vagina was completely exposed to me. I reached down and rubbed a finger against her wet slit, slipping it up inside her. She was so very wet and tight! It still felt much better to me doing this in real life than it had in the FLiN. I didn’t know why, but I was willing to go with it.

I positioned myself between my sister’s legs and it occurred to me that after being sexually active for two years, I was only just now going to lose my virginity. It was a very surreal thought.

I moved around a bit to make sure that I was going to enter her properly. Once I was comfortable, I placed the tip at her entrance and pushed. I was astonished at how easily I penetrated, my thirteen-year-old virgin penis slipping so very quickly and easily into my sister’s very wet, very tight twelve-year-old virgin vagina. I pushed forward until I was all the way inside her, and then held myself steady.

The sensations traveling through my young body were incredible. I’d had sex more times than I could remember inside the FLiN, but actually doing it for real was soooo much more bisque! Maybe it was just an illusion. Maybe I just thought it was better because it was something different, and because I was doing something I shouldn’t have been.

Maybe, but I didn’t really care. I lifted my sister’s legs up and started slowly moving my penis within her vagina. It felt so wonderful inside of her! So great was the pleasure of having actual sex that it was just completely unreal.

I didn’t even bother to think about what I was going to do when I came. Why bother? I’d always cum inside the girl when I’d fucked in the FLiN. I knew that this was real life, so I should probably pull out, but I just couldn’t bring myself to. Instead, when the moment hit, I buried penis to the hilt inside my sister’s vagina and held still as my sperm fired off into her waiting young body. I pictured it traveling through her, trying to find an egg to fertilize and make our baby. It wouldn’t of course. Her fertility controls would see to that. But still, it was an interesting image.

When I was done cumming, I popped into the FLiN long enough to see that things were just about done. I quickly pulled my penis out of Sennii’s vagina, wiped up the sperm that was leaking out of her and took out the other vial of nanites. I sprinkled them onto her crotch and got dressed as some of them hunted out and destroyed the rest of my sperm while the rest made a new pair of underwear for her.

Once Sennii was completely ready to come back into reality, I sat back down on the couch and pretended to slip out of the FLiN just as she roused herself to consciousness. She looked over at me and smiled.

“Jovii… that was beyond bisque. It was almost like doing it for real!”

I smiled a sly, quiet smile and gave myself a mental pat on the back.

END ver 1.1

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved. Inter arma enim silen leges. Don’t believe me? Look at the Patriot Act.