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 His Sleeping Sister

   by Alvo Torelli

   (mg, inc, nc, oral, anal)

   Part I

   Raphael would swear that it started as an accident.  And anyway, if it
was anyone's fault it was Lexy's fault, not his.  She was the one who got
into their parent's liquor cabinet first.  She was always getting in
trouble like that.

   Raphael Espree was stuck babysitting his obnoxious pixie of a little
sister: Alexys.  She had a cold, or rather she had pretended to have a cold
to get out of school.  Her mother, who always fell for Lexy's stories, no
matter how ridiculous, let her stay home and watch trash TV all day.  But
come the evening, mom had a long-standing date to spend the night at her
sister's and dad was on a business trip.  So Raphael, who as usual had
nothing better to do on a Friday night, was drafted into babysitting.  Mom
promised it would be a piece of cake for him, since she would get Lexy
ready for bed and give her a big dose of NyQuil.  Raphael just rolled his
eyes and didn't bother to argue with his mother since he knew it wouldn't
do any good.  Mom was so clueless.
Whatever, Raphael told himself.  At eleven Lexy really ought to be able
take care of herself - even if she did have a cold, which she didn't!  As
long as she didn't make too much of a pest of herself he'd just ignore her
and take care of his own troubles.  What was he thinking?  Of course she'd

make a pest of herself.  He was screwed, as usual.

   Come to think of it, where was the little pest?  Normally she'd be all
over him to play some stupid game or another, trying to tease him until he
got mad and grabbed her to hold her down and tickle her into submission. 
But she hadn't bothered for at least an hour.  He'd been settled in his own
room doing his weekend homework before he spent some time trolling for porn
on the Internet.  He kept half an eye on the door, expecting the little
pest to break in on him any minute.

   Eventually the absence of little Lexy was too suspicious for Raphael to
ignore.  Was it possible he actually missed the little pain in the ass? 
Whatever, it was past her bedtime and he decided to investigate.  She
wasn't in her room, or hogging the bathroom.  He trooped down stairs to
look for her in the family room.

   "What the hell, Lexy, why aren't you getting into bed?" Raphael declared
when he spotted Lexy sprawled out on the sofa.  But there was no response
from her.  She didn't even look up.  Raphael noticed that the television
was stuck on a DVR screen, waiting for her recording to be deleted or
saved. He quickly came around to look at her - she was sound asleep. 
Shaking her shoulder he growled at her, "Lexy.  Hey, Alexys!  Come on, it's
time for bed!  Mom'll be pissed royal if you don't get to bed on time. 
Lexy!" There was no response from the comatose young girl.

   "Shit!" Raphael said under his breath.  What was he supposed to do? 
What was wrong with his sister?  Should he call 9-1-1?

   There was a large suspicious half-empty glass of juice on the table - it
looked like cranberry.  Raphael picked it up and sniffed at it, then
gingerly tasted it.  Whoa!  It was cranberry.  It was also at least half
liquor, probably vodka.  He looked down at Lexy again and realized what had
happened.

   "You little punk!" Raphael declared to the sleeping child.  "Geez, how
much did you drink?  You can't mix booze and NyQuil you silly brat."

   Raphael's panic subsided once he knew what was going on.  He carefully
checked his sister's breathing and tried to check her pulse.  Both seemed
fine as far as he could tell.  She was just passed out.  She'd probably be
fine in the morning.  In the mean time...

   In the mean time he probably ought to take her up and put her to bed. 
If mom came home and found her this way she'd have a panic attack, and then
she'd have a shit fit.  Come to think of it, Mom would probably blame him
for letting her get into the liquor cabinet!  Lexy was going to owe Raphael
big time!

   First Raphael got rid of any evidence that his sister had raided the
liquor cabinet.  This was primarily accomplished by drinking the rest of
her drink, which was surprisingly strong and enough to give him quite a
buzz.  He wasn't used to drinking.  No wonder she clocked out.  He rather
liked the feeling of carefree confidence the liquor leant him.  Slightly
drunk, he looked down at Lexy's pretty little form and thought about how
best to carry her upstairs.  But first, maybe...

   Raphael Espree was a very nice boy - almost a man at seventeen and three
quarters.  He was good looking and with a little grooming he would be quite
dashing, even with his thick glasses.  He was tall, strong, athletic and
smart.  But he was also painfully, dreadfully shy.  Too shy to become a
member of the in group at school and far too shy to be able to ask a girl
out.  In consequence he was not only a virgin, he was a completely
inexperienced virgin.  Oh, he'd spent more than his share of time in front
of a screen full of naked buxom hot women getting fucked in every way
imaginable.  He certainly knew which parts went where.  He was particularly
fond of extremely large breasts, fascinated by the way they bounced and
jiggled as the women were banged in one position or another.  He dreamed of
fondling and then cumming all over a huge pair of perfect triple-D jugs.

   But had Raphael ever seen a pair of real tits, in the flesh?  Of course
not.

   Raphael stood gaping at his little sister, amazing thoughts racing
through his brain.  Bad thoughts.  And bad thoughts can have a mind of
their own, not so easy to dismiss.  The temptations presented by the
condition of his little sister, by her need to be taken care of so that she
wouldn't get in trouble, were taking root in his mind and crowding out
everything else.  The rationalizations followed immediately.  He was really
doing her a big favor, right?  And she'd never know anyway.  It would be
like it never happened.  The good boy side of Raphael Espree never had a
chance.

   Shaking Lexy by the shoulder one more time, just to be sure, had no
affect on her at all.  Her eyelids never even fluttered and her body was
limp as a rag.  Her little mouth lolled open, threatening to drool on the
sofa.  Raphael carefully rolled his sister on to her back on the large
sofa. He gazed down on her, taking a really hard look at her - perhaps for
the first time in a long time.

   Lexy was pretty.  She was very pretty - for an eleven-year-old
pain-in-the-butt.  Raphael liked her short pixie-style blonde hair and the
way it set off her fine features - small full lips, a tiny pointed nose and
delicate high cheek bones.  Her eyes were closed in slumber, but Raphael
knew well that they were brilliant blue, just like his, and appeared huge
in her small face.  Her eyelashes, even in sleep, were long and full and
her eyebrows were bare wisps of blonde above her eyes.

   And when did she get curves?  His sister had curves, like a real girl.
How had he not noticed?  Were sisters even allowed to have curves?  Too bad
she didn't have nice big tits to push out her pajama top.  But now that he
was really looking closely, Raphael realized that his little sister did
have breasts.  There were small mounds under the soft flannel!  Suddenly
his hands were trembling as he started to unbutton the pink flannel blouse
with the ridiculous little blue and yellow bunnies.  Wasn't his sister a
little old to still wear bunny pajamas?  Why did his hands tremble harder
with each button he released down the front of her pajama top?

   What was he doing?  He was pulling back his sister's pajama top.  He was
touching his sister, running his trembling hands up along her rib cage and
staring down at small perfect breasts.  Her nipples were so small.  And
they were pink and surrounded by small targets of pink flesh.  He couldn't
breathe.  His heart caught in his throat and he stared wild-eyed.  Her
breasts were so small, hardly more than half a lemon each - but they were
undeniably breasts.  They were so cute!

   Raphael jerked his hands back from the perfect skin along Lexy's torso.
He'd nearly touched Lexy's tiny breasts!  What was he doing?  He had to get
control of himself!  But there was no sign of consciousness in the little
girl.  What could it hurt, he asked himself again.  She'll never know. 
Just a quick touch.  He wanted to know what her breasts felt like!  Slowly,
slowly, he stretched his hands towards the small body and moved his palms
tentatively along her ribs, felling her smooth warm skin.  Her chest rose
and fell with her breathing, coaxing him onwards.  He brought his hands up
from her sides and tentatively cupped the precious young mounds of flesh.

   "Oh shit," Raphael whispered.  His sister's tits were so soft and warm.
They fit perfectly into his hands.  He couldn't breath.  Her skin was so
smooth.  He squeezed the small mounds and they gave under his big hands. 
"Fuck me, Lexy, your tits are so cool." He wanted to know what would happen
when he rubbed the tiny nipples.  He was shocked when they both quickly
became bigger and very hard, sticking out farther and blushing a deeper
pink.

   Raphael couldn't stop himself.  He came in close and let his tongue lick
roughly across one of the tiny hard nipples.  He moaned with pleasure.  He
was so excited he trembled all over.  He straddled his sister's small body
on the sofa and leaned down for another lick across her other nipple and
then he pulled the hard nubbin into his mouth and sucked on it.  His head
swam.  With every passing second his desire to explore his sister's small
body intensified.  His breathing was fast and his heart was pounding.  He'd
never been this excited in his life.

   Straddling Lexy's small, vulnerable body, Raphael suddenly sat bolt
upright on his knees.  He was overwhelmed with a sense of desperation.  He
scrabbled clumsily at his pants, frantic to get his rock hard cock out into
his hand.  Nothing in his experience had prepared Raphael for the intensity
of his need at that moment.  He barely touched his cock before cum exploded
out, arcing out and down onto his comatose little sister's chest, coating
her pretty petite tits with his warm seed.  More of his sperm shot out and
splashed across her face as he moaned in uncontrolled orgasmic pleasure. 
Again and again, cum erupted from his throbbing rod to violate the form of
the beautiful girl between his knees.

   When he was finally done spewing his cum across the upper body of his
defenseless sister, Raphael looked down at her in awe.  What a sight.  He
fished his smart phone from the pocket of his jeans and took several
pictures of her cum smeared face and chest.  He saw that a substantial
stream of jism crossed her open lips.  An amazing flush of emotion spread
throughout his body.  But it didn't last long.  The enormity of what he'd
done broke through his pleasure and he was horrified.

   Raphael leapt off of his sister and hurried to the bathroom for
supplies, praying he could clean her up without waking her.  He needn't
have feared; the little princess never stirred as Raphael carefully used a
wet washcloth to scrub all of the cum off of her breasts.  Then he had to
deal with her face.  But already he was aroused again, and his brain reeled
with terrible ideas that he couldn't seem to resist.  Instead of wiping the
cum from her face he carefully pushed most of it into her mouth, until her
mouth was full of the thick white goo.  He took more pictures of her and
then gently held her mouth closed until he was rewarded with the sight of
her involuntarily swallowing.  Raphael's young cock strained at his jeans
and it was all he could do not to whip it out and cum all over her again.

   The sense of desperation was building again and Raphael didn't know how
to deal with it.  His whipsaw emotions were confusing and debilitating. 
One second he was feeling protective, the next horny.  He alternated
between horrified at his actions and desperate to do more.  Why couldn't he
overcome the terrible temptations that kept hammering at his brain and his
cock?  It was his sister lying there defenseless!  He sat at the end of the
sofa for several minutes, just staring at his pretty sibling, trying to
calm down.  Finally he was settled enough to carefully re-button her pajama
top, restoring her modesty.  Stealing himself against his desires, Raphael
carefully scooped the small girl into his strong arms and carried her up to
her bed.  He tried not to think about how terribly he had just behaved.

   It was her smell that got to him.  Holding her tight in his arms, with
his face almost pressed into her hair, he was overcome.  How could she
smell so good, so inviting?  How had he never noticed this intoxicating
fruity fragrance.  By the time he got her to her bed he was shaking again.
He didn't want to put her down.  He wanted to pull her tighter and breathe
in her wonderful odor.  He wanted to touch her again.  He wanted to
understand why he was having such terrible thoughts and terrible yearnings
- all for his sister.  He wanted to understand why she was doing this to
him!

   Raphael was angry.  He was furious.  How dare his pesky little sister be
such a tease!  She was always such a pest.  This was just the newest way
for her to drive him crazy.  He should teach her a lesson!  He should get
her back but good!

   In his anger, Raphael tossed Lexy unceremoniously onto her big double
bed, but even that violence didn't wake her from her NyQuil induced
slumbers.  Her head lolled to one side and her mouth hung open, but she was
still enticingly, mockingly, maddeningly beautiful.

   Raphael gave in to his anger fueled yearnings.  He pulled his pants all
the way off and then considered how to accomplish what he wanted.  His
hands still trembled with excitement as he lifted Lexy's limp body up and
set her back against the headboard of her bed.  But she wouldn't stay there
- her comatose body insisted on flopping over to one side or the other. 
Piling pillows up beside her didn't help.  Frustration drove Raphael's
desire to new heights!  What could he do?  Inspiration came to him just in
time.

   There were plenty of long scarves and soft belts to choose from in
Lexy's closet.  It was a moment's work to tie a silk scarf to one wrist and
a bathrobe belt to the other, and shortly afterwards Lexy's arms were
stretched tightly across her headboard to the corner posts.  She hung by
her arms with her head lolling to one side.  Raphael couldn't believe how
exciting it was to tie his little sister to her bed!  His cock stood
straight out from his body, begging him to sink its throbbing length inside
of her.

   After taking more pictures of Lexy's incredibly erotic position, Raphael
straddled her on his knees, bringing his big cock to her face.  Now it was
easy to hold her head and bring her young lips to the bulbous head of his
manhood.  Anger still coursed through him.  He would teach her a lesson and
he'd have the proof of it too!  He could barely breath!  He never thought
he would get to see his cock in a girl's mouth - certainly not his
beautiful little sister's mouth.  The more he took advantage of her, the
more beautiful and sexy she looked to him and the more he lost control of
his terrible anger and desires.

   The big cock-head pushed past Lexy's full red lips.  Raphael moaned at
the intense sensation.  He controlled her head with one hand and took
pictures with his other.  He could feel her tongue on the underside of his
glans and it made his cock twitch.  Precum leaked from the tip.  Dropping
his phone, he threaded more of his cock into his sister's mouth.  He
started thrusting his hips, forcing more of his long dick past her lips. 
The sight was overwhelming!  He was face-fucking his sister.

   Something amazing happened.  Like a little baby presented with a bottle,
the unconscious girl started sucking on Raphael's cock!  He felt her
drawing him into her, slurping and closing her lips tightly around his
dick. It more than tripled the sensations he felt as he thrust in and out
of her.  He grabbed her head with both hands and guided her farther and
farther down his pulsating rod until he was hitting the back of her throat.
Nothing had ever felt so fantastic.  He didn't dare to shove his cock any
farther into her small mouth for fear of choking her to death.  He
concentrated hard, trying not to cum so soon this time.  But he was only
seventeen and completely inexperienced.  He felt his balls contracting,
readying another huge load of jism.

   "Oh god, oh god, Lexy, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Raphael came in his sister's
sucking mouth, delivering the salty thick formula that she seemed to want.
He watched her throat contract again and again as she swallowed every drop
of precious seed.

   Remorse crashed over Raphael.  What had he done?  His poor defenseless
sister hung from her tied wrists, with a bit of cum drooling from her
pretty mouth.  Jesus, what kind of a monster was he?  He backed away from
her, horrified at the way he'd just abused his helpless sister.  At least
she was still completely unconscious.  Thank God she'd never know what he'd
done to her.  Now he had to take care of her, protect her like he should
have done all along.  It was time to be a brother, not a molester.

   It was only a moments work to untie Lexy and move her down under her
covers.  With his young sister tucked safely into her bed on her side, a
teddy bear under one arm and drooling lightly on her pillow, Raphael
quickly cleaned up any sign that he'd been in her room.  He kissed her
lightly on the cheek and reluctantly left her to sleep off her alcohol and
NyQuil induced coma.

   It was almost midnight.  Raphael crawled into his own bed where he
tossed and turned for an hour, wide awake.  His mind raced and his erection
refused to subside.  He'd learned what it felt like to touch a girl's
smooth firm breasts.  He'd seen his aching cock disappearing into a girl's
mouth and felt the pleasure of shooting his cum down her throat.  And not
just any girl - his sister, his beautiful sexy desirable little eleven year
old pixie of a sister.  When had she become so hot?  Why hadn't he noticed
before?  Visions of her perfect face swam in front of him.  He wanted her
so badly, suddenly convinced that she was the only girl he would ever
really desire this much.  He remembered the intoxicating way she smelled.
Oh god, why wouldn't his aching virgin rod of flesh stop tormenting him?

   Raphael felt like he was going to explode.

   A thought occurred to Raphael.  What if Lexy got sick from the drugs and
alcohol?  What if her stomach rebelled?  His own stomach was rocky from all
the vodka.  She could choke to death on her own vomit!  He needed to check
on her.  What was he thinking leaving her alone?  It was his duty to take
care of her.  She was his sister after all.

   Raphael leapt out of bed and struggled with his jeans.  He was woozy
from drink, but he raced to Lexy's bedside.  The beautiful angel was
sleeping soundly.  Her breathing was steady and slow.  She'd barely moved.

   He'd better check more closely.  He shook her and called her name.  No
response.  He lifted one eyelid and exposed her beautiful blue eye.  No
response.

   And there was that amazing smell again, so inviting.  Raphael gently
stroked her hair, and then her perfect cheek.  The next thing he knew he
was in the bed with her, holding her in his arms and kissing her luscious
lips.  Why were her lips so full, so red, so perfectly formed?  Why did she
tease him so mercilessly?  Why didn't she kiss him back, pull him tight and
whisper how much she wanted him?

   Anger fueled lust exploded in Raphael's half-drunk mind.  As small and
vulnerable and forbidden as his little sister was, he was suddenly
overwhelmed with he fact that she was a beautiful girl, with all the girl
parts he'd dreamed of for years.  And she was right there, available,
unable to resist.  And she would never know!

   He threw the covers from the bed, rolling Lexy onto her front in the
process.  He scrabbled frantically at the top of her pajama pants, pulling
at the elastic and sliding the pink bunny-decorated flannel clumsily down
across her hip, her leg and her ankle.  He watched with myopic fascination
as each inch of perfect smooth white skin was bared.  He pulled the garment
to his face a breathed in the exquisite odor of her body before he tossed
it to the side.  When he looked down to take in Lexy's full form he
realized that she wore no underpants.  She was naked from the waist down.

   The confused young man gasped as the enormity of what he was
considering, what he was desperate for, hit him like a slap across the
face. He knelt next to his comatose sister's body and trembled, taking in
the awful moment, trying to find the strength he needed.  But her skin was
so smooth and pale.  The curve of her young ass was so amazing.  She was so
perfect.  His cock was so hard.

   Raphael rolled Lexy's limp body onto her back.  She still clutched the
teddy bear under one arm, but her legs flopped open, revealing the sight he
was desperate for.  Lexy's virgin young pussy looked very different from
the many well-used pornstar cunts Raphael had seen on his computer screen,
even the well-shaved ones.  Her slit was barely that, a tiny cleft between
two puffy mounds of flesh.  There was the slightest hint of clitoral hood
poking out near the top.  It was magnificent.  So simple, so smooth, so
well proportioned and so very very sexy.  Raphael was instantly and deeply
in love with his sister's perfect little pussy.  He worshipped it.

   Fascinated, Raphael pushed Lexy's limp legs further apart on her wide
bed, then wider still.  He lowered his chest between her knees, bringing
his face mere inches from the source of his new obsession.  He was rewarded
by seeing the fat little mounds of her outer labia part slightly to reveal
the tiny inner lips, pink and slightly moist.  Up close he could see that
where he thought she had no hair, there was actually a sheen of fine thin
fuzz, just above her pussy.  He held his breath and barely grazed his
finger tips across the nearly invisible triangle of blonde hair, like
stroking a perfectly ripe peach.

   Without thinking, Raphael gently parted Lexy's outer cunt lips with his
fingers.  He breathed in the rich full smell of her sex.  He was amazed at
how small her opening was.  Surely it was too small for sex.  He pressed
harder, spreading her more, wanting to see inside of her.  He could make
out all the different parts of her and suddenly he realized that the filmy
substance stretched across her entrance, deeper inside her, was her cherry.
She was a virgin, of course!  She was only eleven and her hymen was intact.


   Raphael realized that he was actually touching a pussy, a real live warm
little girl pussy.  He ran his finger around the rim and felt the dampness
there.  He gently teased her tiny clitoris and was rewarded, surprisingly,
to see it swell slightly.  But he was afraid to push his fingers deeper
inside her, terrified he might pierce the membrane that declared her
innocence.  And then a thought overwhelmed him.

   What would she taste like?

   Holding Lexy's legs back, Raphael brought his trembling face closer to
her.  Her smell flooded his nostrils and drove him on.  He touched the
inside of her thigh, gently, with his closed lips.  Brushing along her
smooth skin with his sensitive lips was like nothing he could imagine.  How
could such a light touch cause such an intense feeling flooding through his
whole body?  Trailing slowly upwards, he came up around the outside of her
pussy, just brushing the edge of one puffy mound of young flesh.  His lips
felt the soft fuzz In the triangle of peach hair.  It tickled the skin
above his upper lip.

   Why was he afraid?  Why now?  Why didn't he just do it?

   Gripping her legs harder, Raphael lifted his face from between Lexy's
legs and stared upwards along her body.  He could just see her face past
the pink flannel bunnies of her pajama tops and his heart twisted in his
chest at how beautiful she had become to him.  He lowered his face and
pressed his eager tongue into the center of her forbidden treasure.

   The most surprising thing was not the taste, but the heat and the
texture of her, like licking warm wet silk.  She was amazing.  She was
sweet.  She was more than he had imagined and better than anything he'd
watched on his computer.  He explored every part of her spectacular cunt,
tasting every corner and sliding across every surface with his sensitive
tongue.  She was wonderful.  He knew he could taste her, tease her and
enjoy her for a very long time.

   But surprisingly she responded to him; at least her body responded to
him.  His tongue felt the pressure of her little clitoral hood swell to a
hard knot, flushed with warm excited blood.  He tasted the change as her
body pumped fluids into her entrance, preparing her for an act that
couldn't happen, not with his sister.  She was sweeter and sharper at the
same time, a taste that drove him wild with desire Raphael knew,
instinctively, that this was Lexy's little body telling him that she was
ready for sex, that she knew he wanted her desperately.  In moments she was
soaking wet and she smelled even better than before.  Her body was teasing
him, knowing that he could never have her!  She even started to tremble
under the flicking of his tongue, urging him to use her.  Her hips suddenly
twitched.  How dare she be so cruel!

   Raphael's roller coaster ride of emotions took the next teeth-rattling
turn as anger flooded through him again.  His little sister was such a
fucking tease.  Why was she so mean?  Why did she have to taste so good? 
Why was she shaking and thrusting her little pussy harder into his laving
tongue, like she yearned for him?  Oh no!  Was she waking up?

   Horrified, Raphael surged upwards to look at Lexy.  But she was still
out cold.  It was only her body responding, not her conscious mind.  That
just made him angrier.  Even her freaking body had it in for him!  She was
such a fucking cock teaser.  He wanted to punish her.  He wanted to use
her. That's when he remembered taking pictures of his cock in Lexy's pretty
mouth.  That was the way to dominate and punish her!  Imagine what he could
do with those pictures of her.  He stumbled woozily from between Lexy's
legs and retrieved his camera.

   Using two of the many pillows strewn about Lexy's bed, Raphael carefully
propped his sister's butt up off the bed.  But then he had the problem that
her limp legs wouldn't stay parted the way he wanted.  The solution was
obvious and exciting.  He retrieved the same scarf and belt from closet,
this time snagging several extra scarves.  It was simple to tie these
around each of her knees and the pull her legs up, back and out, securing
the makeshift ropes to the head of her bed.  Her legs stayed wide open in a
perfect M.  Her wonderful glistening wet pussy was made so available and so
vulnerable.

   Raphael couldn't resist taking another dive into her young twat.  He
teased her with his flicking tongue until she was twitching and thrusting
again, on the edge of a sleeping orgasm.  But before he took her over the
edge, he came up for breath and started taking pictures of her amazing
bound form.

   Not satisfied, Raphael once again unbuttoned Lexy's pajama blouse and
pushed the soft pink fabric to the side to reveal her gorgeous little
breasts, so small but so perfectly formed.  Now his pictures were perfect,
but for Lexy's slack-jawed sleeping face.  He used another pillow to pose
her head, and then he tied a large knot in a pink scarf.  He forced the
knot into Lexy's mouth and tied off the scarf behind her head.  He couldn't
believe how sexy she looked with her mouth gagged.

   Raphael realized that if Lexy woke up now she would be almost helpless.
The thought of having her completely helpless, begging for him to release
her, struggling to escape him, was overwhelming.  He just had to see what
she would look like.  So he crossed her wrists and bound them securely with
her last scarf, then pulled her arms above her head and tied the scarf
tightly to the headboard.  It was worth the effort.  She looked so
amazingly hot and vulnerable.  Raphael felt an unbridled surge of power
through his body and took pictures of Lexy from every conceivable angle. 
This will show her!

   But of course taking dirty nasty pictures of his helpless bound sister,
with her exposed pussy and her gag, wasn't doing a thing to calm down
Raphael's intense cascade of emotions.  He just got more and more worked up
and his erection got more and more painful in his tight jeans.  And then
the rationalizations took over.

   "She's still out," Raphael whispered to himself, feverishly.  "I've
already done it twice, once more can't hurt.  She'll never know!  But it's
so wrong, she's my sister.  It's not like I'm going to fuck her, I just
want to touch it.  What can it hurt?  She'll never know.  She'll never ever
have a clue.  Oh, god help me."

   As he talked to himself, Raphael stripped off his jeans and boxers,
until he stood in front of his cute little bound sister in his birthday
suit.  His erection was painful, like it might explode at any second. 
Still muttering to himself, assuring himself that he just wanted to touch
her, no more, he knelt between her gorgeous smooth white thighs.  One last
time he ran his tongue through her little warm pussy, tasting her and
stimulating her.  She was still sopping wet and her greedy young body
responded to him instantly, shivering under his tongue.

   Raphael couldn't wait any longer.  He felt like his whole life had
brought him to this moment.  He had to touch her pussy with his member, he
had no choice.  Carefully and tenderly he brought his raging sex to her
warm wet center and slowly slid it through her cleft, from knob to base,
sliding along the wet valley.  He could see and feel the way her pussy
grabbed at his manhood, trying to coerce him inside of her.  But he
couldn't do that!  She was a virgin and his sister!  But he could touch
her, like he was.  What was the harm?  She would never know, never ever
know.

   Oh god!  Every fiber of Raphael's being was on fire.  He slid his cock
along her pussy faster.  It was so amazing.  He lowered himself on top her
small body, desperately wanting to touch more of her - her face against his
throat her tiny breasts agains his ribs.  He reached around her, and down,
cupping her ass cheeks in his hands and gripping her hard.

   Disaster was inevitable.  The fantastic wet grinding along her open
pussy felt so amazing.  Raphael lengthened them slowly, imperceptibly,
until he went the tiniest bit too far down, a millimeter, no more. 
Suddenly he was inside of her.  The head of his aching prick was enveloped
in her warmth.  Raphael gasped and stopped immediately.  But the feeling
was too intense.  He tried to thrust in and out of her just the tiniest
amount, telling himself it was okay, it wasn't really fucking unless he
went deeper.  He tried, he really did.

   "Oh god, Lexy, I'm sorry!" Raphael grunted out and then he plunged his
dick forward.  He felt his sister's delicate hymen rip away and all at once
he was several inches deep inside of her.  He'd done it.  There was no
going back, no undoing the unthinkable deed.  "Oh, oh Lexy, yes, yes!" She
was so incredibly warm and tight.  She clamped on to his dick and pulled
hard at him each time he withdrew.  She welcomed him with each hard thrust.
It took no time to penetrate her tight passage to the fullest depth,
ramming the tip of his cock to the end of her tunnel.  It never occurred to
Raphael how amazing it was that he could force six of his thick seven inch
cock into such a tiny young girl.  It did occur to him, suddenly, in the
midst of his rapture, that neither of them were virgins any more.

   Raphael had already expelled large quantities of cum twice in just the
last couple of hours.  That was the only reason he'd managed to even get
past the entrance to his sister's amazing cunt without shooting his load.
Even so, once he felt the full glory of her tight cock-sucking young pussy
he didn't last long.  After only a couple of minutes of wild thrusts into
her forbidden tunnel, Raphael felt the familiar boiling in his scrotum. 
The thought of pulling out of her never crossed his mind.  He was wild for
her body and in it for the full experience.  "Jeez, jeez, Lexy, baby, yes,
yes, oh god, yessss!" Raphael flooded his sister's womb with his hot young
swimmers, wave after ecstatic wave of hot seed boiling up out of his
contracting balls.

   Raphael collapsed onto the form of his comatose and abused sister.  He
could barely breath.  But as his heart rate slowly began to drop, so did
his elation.  What had he done?  He'd raped his sister!  Fuck, what was
wrong with him?  No, no, no!  What if anybody found out?  What was he going
to do?

   After he climbed off of his sister, the full impact of what he'd done
crashed over Raphael.  He was a monster.  But, but...  but he loved her. 
He realized he'd only done what he'd wanted to do for ages.  She was so
beautiful and innocent and sweet.  Okay, she was a pain in the ass, but he
knew now, deep inside that he loved her.  He loved her and he'd done
horrible things to her.  How could he be such a sick bastard.

   It was all Raphael could do to untie his sister and clean up all the
signs of her horrendous abuse.  She slept on through it all, oblivious,
even when he carefully wiped away the cum and bits of blood that leaked
from her swollen pussy.  Eventually he was as certain as he could be that
there were no tell-tale signs of the night of terror.  He tucked Lexy's
gorgeous form in one last time, kissed her beautiful face, and went back to
his room where he tossed and turned until finally falling asleep a little
before dawn.

   Part II.

   "Owww!  Momma, I don't feel good!" Lexy rolled over in her bed

   "What's the matter sweetie?" Lexy's mother had just opened the curtains
to flood the room with light.  She hated letting the kids sleep past ten,
even on a Saturday.

   "I don't feel good," Lexy whined.  "My head hurts, bad.  And I hurt all
over."

   "All over where, sweetie?"

   "My neck and my jaw and my knees and wrists and..." Lexy paused.  As she
started moving about she realized quickly that her sorest spot was in a
place she didn't wanted to mention to her mother.  Mom looked at her
quizzically after a long moment of contemplative silence.  Her mind filled
with confusion, then fear, then bewilderment.  "I, I just ache all over!"
Lexy finally said to break the silence and her mother's worried stare.

   "Oh sweetie, your cold must have turned into a touch of the flu," mom
said as she fussed about.  She put her hand on Lexy's forehead and declared
"a bit of a fever, too.  You'll be staying in bed today, missy."

   "But mo-om!  It's Saturday.  Oh god, I gotta pee!" Lexy leapt from her
bed and tried to race to her bathroom, but could barely waddle.  She tried
not to groan - the soreness spreading from between her legs got worse with
every step.

   "I'll send your bother up with some breakfast," mom called to Lexy in a
worried voice through the bathroom door as she headed downstairs.  "And
some aspirin."

   Lexy was back in her bed when her breakfast arrived on a tray carried by
Raphael.  She'd never seen him look so worried.

   "Uhm, you okay Squirt?" Raphael placed the tray next to Lexy and sat on
the foot of her bed.  "Mom said you weren't feeling so hot, maybe you had
the flu."

   Lexy stared at her handsome older brother for a few second before she
answered.  "Yeah, I don't feel so great Bo." Lexy had called her big
brother Bo as long as any one could remember.  Usually he hated the
nickname, but today he didn't mind at all.  "I'm really sore."

   Raphael blushed slightly and fought to keep his composure.  "Uhm, sore?"
he asked.

   "Yeah, just sore, all over, especially my..." Lexy left off.  She was
still so confused and frightened - suddenly she didn't want to be left
alone.  She looked up at Raphael with her big blue eyes.  "I'll be okay,
but, uhm, will you stay with me?  We could watch a movie or something.  I'm
sure you could get mom to let me go downstairs.  She'll do anything for
you."

   "Ha, look who's talking," Raphael snorted, but inside his heart soared.
If only she knew what he was feeling; remorse, fear, guilt - but most of
all desire, a new found deep desire for his small beautiful sister.  But he
couldn't be obvious about it.  "Sure Squirt, I could watch a movie with
you, but then I got a lot of stuff to do, so don't be a pain.  Eat your
breakfast and I'll go square it with mom."

   Raphael was back in ten minutes.  "Okay, you can go downstairs, but only
if you promise to stay quiet.  No running around.  And I get to pick the
movie!  None of that teen vampire crap.  Mom's going to the store so I'm in
charge.  Come on, I'll carry you downstairs since you're such a little
invalid."

   Lexy stifled a small gasp.  Why did the idea of Raphael carrying her in
his big strong arms make her shiver slightly?

   Part III

   Four weeks later, on another sunny Saturday morning, Raphael Espree woke
up groggy and stiff.  He opened his eyes to find his little sister, Alexys,
sitting cross legged on his bed, starring at him with a worried look. 
"Huh? Hey squirt, what are you doing?"

   "Can I talk to you Bo?  It's important."

   "Of course, Squirt, but, uhm, wouldn't you rather talk to mom?"

   "Mom's gone.  She went to Aunt Jane's for the whole day.  And dad's
still on his trip.  Besides, I need to talk to you, not her.  Please?"

   "Sure Squirt, what is it?  I'm all ears." Raphael smiled at his little
sister, happy to have her there with him.

   "I, Uhm, I have a really big problem.  Mom and dad are gonna kill me.  I
don't know how it happened!  Oh god, Bo, I'm so scared!" Suddenly Lexy was
in tears and she grabbed Raphael around the neck and sobbed into his
shoulder.

   Raphael was stunned by the rapid breakdown of his little sister's
emotions.  He wrapped his arms around her small form and pulled her close.
What could possibly be so wrong?  Over the past few weeks the two of them
had been spending more and more time together and Lexy had seemed very
happy.  For Raphael, the guilt and associated fear stemming from the night
he had raped his sister - and there was no other word for it - had begun to
fade.  He had discovered the enjoyment he got from spending time with her
and as for his sexual needs, well, he still had all those photos.

   "Lexy, sweetie, what's the matter?  Tell me, I'll help you, I promise."

   Lexy sniffed loudly and snuggled her head harder into Raphael's bare
chest before she answered.  "Oh Bo, it's, it's awful.  I can't say it! 
You'll think I'm awful.  You won't like me anymore."

   "What are you talking about, Squirt?  I could never do that.  Just tell
what's the matter, come on sweetie." Raphael's heart caught in his throat
as he realized how upset Lexy was.  And he was surprised to hear himself
call her sweetie.

   Lexy was silent for several seconds, letting Raphael stroke her short
blonde hair and hold her tight around the shoulders.  Then she looked up
into his face with her huge blue watery eyes.  A single tear flowed slowly
down her cheek.  "Bo.  I, I think - you probably won't believe me, but I, I
think I'm pregnant."

   Raphael's young brain exploded in his head.  Pregnant!  What?  NO!  How!
She's only eleven.  Is that even possible?  HOW?  Oh god, oh god, he'd made
his sister pregnant!  What should he do, what should he do, what should he
do?

   "Bo?  Did you hear me?  You don't believe me, do you?  I said you
wouldn't believe me." Lexy buried her face in Raphael's broad chest again,
weeping.

   "Whoa, Lexy, wait, wait.  How do you know your pregnant?  I mean, gosh,
really?"

   Lexy's muffled little girl voice came up from Raphael's chest.  "I
missed my thing, you know, my girl thing.  And I got one of those home
tests from the drugstore - I had to steal it.  Don't tell mom and dad I
stole it, please!  They're gonna be so mad at me, they don't need to know
that too.  Oh god, Bo, what am I gonna do?  What will mom and dad do? 
They're going to think I was a bad girl, a really bad girl.  But I wasn't
bad Bo, really, I wasn't.  I never, never, I don't know how it happened. 
You have to believe me!  Please believe me.  Will they send me away?  Bo!
Please!  What's going to happen to me?" Lexy shook hard in Raphael's arms
as all of her distress came rushing out in seconds.

   Raphael was overwhelmed.  The guilt he'd felt weeks earlier came
crashing back, crushing him down.  He'd been so happy and now it was all
falling apart around his ears.  And Lexy was right, his parents would be
furious - worse than furious.  They were incredibly straight-laced and
religious.  They would assume the worst about Lexy.  They'd probably send
her away, too ashamed to let anyone know that their little daughter was
pregnant, that she'd been with someone.  The idea that Lexy might be sent
away, where he wouldn't get to see her, stabbed him in the heart.  He
couldn't stand it.  He couldn't stand for his parents to think Lexy was
some kind of little slut, that she was less than contemptible.  He couldn't
stand to think of what they might do to her.  The truth of what he had to
do struck him like a bolt of lightening.

   "Baby, Lexy, it's going to be okay, I promise," Raphael gently whispered
to his sweet sister as he held her tight and tried to sooth her convulsing
body.  "Listen to me now, it's important.  Are you listening to me?  It's
going to be okay, I'll take care of it."

   "What?  No, there's nothing you can do.  They're going to want to kill
me, or just get rid of me.  You know what they're like."

   "No sweetie, no.  They won't, I promise.  They won't do anything to you,
'cause I'll tell them the truth.  I'll tell them everything.  Oh Lexy, I'm
so, so sorry.  Please!  I'm so sorry.  I hope you can forgive me.  God,
Lexy, I love you, I love you so much.  Please forgive me.  It's all my
fault!" Raphael was starting to shake too as he began to confess his sins
to his wonderful young sister.

   Lexy looked up again, looking confused through her tears.  "What?  I
don't understand.  You love me?  I love you too, Bo.  But, what are you
talking about?"

   And Raphael proceeded to confess his terrible crime to his beautiful
little victim.  Lexy's eyes got bigger and bigger as he told her the whole
story.  He didn't leave anything out.  He even admitted to tying her up and
taking pictures of her.  Somehow he knew that he had to confess to
everything.  At any moment he expected Lexy to run screaming from his room,
or start punching him, or at least to look at him with hatred and
revulsion. But all through the long sordid story she stayed right there, in
his arms, clutching him.

   When he was finally done confessing, Raphael looked down into Lexy's
pretty little face - the face he now understood that he loved more than
anything in the world.  Not love for a sister.  Sure, he loved as a sister,
but now he loved her as a girl and he knew he always would.  But he had
betrayed her, betrayed her in the worst possible way.  There was no way she
would ever love him back the way he loved her.  At least he could try to
make it up to her, now that he practically ruined her young life by forcing
a baby into her innocent little womb.  He waited, silently, expecting Lexy
to run from him at any moment.

   "Oh, Bo," Lexy said quietly.  "Would you really?  Would you really tell
mom and dad - all of that - just so they wouldn't be mad at me?  Bo, they'd
be just as mad at you, maybe even worse.  You'd really do that for me?"

   With surprise, Raphael responded, "Of course I would Squirt.  I told
you, I love you, I'd do anything for you.  I couldn't stand for mom and dad
to punish you for the stupid stupid things that I did.  I just couldn't."

   There was a long pause from the little girl nestled in Raphael's strong
arms.  For the first time all morning he noticed she was wearing her bunny
pajamas.  Somehow they made her seem even more vulnerable and he felt yet
another surge of intense attraction for her.  He started when she finally
spoke softly.  "Would you really do anything for me?"

   "Yes baby, anything!"

   Very quietly, almost too soft to hear, with her faced pressed into
Raphael's chest, unwilling to look him in the eye, the little girl
whispered, "Would you do it again, now?  Please?"

   "What?!" Raphael was stunned.  Was his little sister really asking him
to do what he thought.

   "P-please," the little-girl voice whispered.  "Would you d-do it again,
all of it?  Even the p-part with the scarves?"

   Raphael was speechless and his heart was pounding in his chest so hard
he thought the neighbors could probably hear it.  His perfect, adorable
little sister wanted him to fuck her.  More, she wanted him to tie her up
and then fuck her.  She couldn't possibly understand what she was asking.
What should he do?  "Lexy!  You can't mean that.  What I did was terrible,
it was unforgivable.  I swear, I'll do anything you want, but you can't
want that.  You don't understand what it means.  You're just a little girl.
God, I'm a monster, you're really just a little girl."

   "Hush!" Lexy hissed, finally looking up into Raphael's face with her big
blue eyes.  She was deadly serious.  "Hush, Bo, I know exactly what I'm
asking for.  I want to know.  I want to know exactly what it's like.  I
don't remember anything at all, it's not fair.  I want you!  I do.  Please,
it's our only chance.  They'll never let us be together again once they
know."

   "But Lexy..."

   "Hush!" Lexy placed a finger to Raphael's lips.  "Just do it!  N-now,
p-please!"

   Lexy was terrified, but Raphael could also hear the desperation in her
voice.  He knew that desperation - he knew it well.  He knew he should
argue with her, try to talk her out of this insanity.  Nothing good could
come of it.  But the idea of being with her again was overwhelming. 
Thoughts of all the things he would love to do with her ran rampant through
his fertile teenage mind.  He realized his cock was throbbing and straining
against the fabric of his boxer shorts.  He should say no, tell her it was
impossible.  But instead he pulled her into his arms and kissed her with
all the passion in his soul.

   Lexy kissed Raphael back, wrapping her small arms around his neck like
her life depended on it.  She felt him pull her around to face him but she
knew nothing but kissing him, pressing against him with all her might,
searching out his tongue.  The world receded and there was only Bo, his
arms wrapped around her and his lips and tongue meeting hers.

   Raphael had his tiny sister wrapped around his torso like a monkey. 
Kissing her was amazing, wonderful.  Everything was ten times more real and
exciting - she was awake, she wanted him.  He rolled over on top of her
small body, reveling in the feel of her warmth.  For a long time he enjoyed
the simple passion of kissing her, holding her, knowing that was kissing
him back.  But he wanted more and he wanted to give her more.  Even as he
continued to kiss her he tore her body away from his and rose onto his
knees, towering over her small body.

   Lexy groaned when her big brother pulled away from her, but at least he
kept kissing her.  And then she felt his hands at her chest, fumbling
frantically with the buttons of her pajama top.  Fear suddenly swept across
her, but she didn't try to stop him - she only strained forward to kiss him
harder until he raised his head away from hers and looked down into her
pretty, blushing face.

   How could an eleven-year-old girl be so passionate?  Raphael was stunned
by her ardor and the strength of his own desires.  He nearly tore the
buttons from her pajama top in his frantic need to get it open.  He ran his
hands along her bare ribs.  Her skin was so warm and smooth and she
quivered under his touch.  When he cup her perfect small breasts, she
arched her back and moaned, unable to control her small body.  He kissed
her one more time, hard, before he lowered his lips to one of her tiny
nipples and sucked it into his mouth and flicked at it unmercifully with
his strong tongue.  He rubbed the other nipple between two fingers and was
rewarded amply as both of the tiny nubbins grew longer and hardened to
steely points.  Lexy thrashed on the bed under him in wonderful torment.

   The feelings racing through Lexy's little body were beyond anything she
had imagined.  She had so often dreamed of her big brother touching her,
being close to her and even making love to her - but this wasn't anything
like her dreams, it was so much better.  "Mmmm, Mmmm, Bo!  Bo!  Oh!  YES!"
She was on fire, unable to keep from making a fool of herself by moaning
and writhing on the bed.  It was all so intense.  But her wonderful big
brother didn't seem to mind.  He just kept stimulating her inexperienced
body and driving her wild.  How could this possibly feel so wonderful?

   With every passing second Raphael got more and more excited over his
pretty little sister.  The way she responded to everything he did was
driving him wild.  It was so much better than making love to a comatose
body!  He'd felt powerful then, but this was completely different.  As Lexy
writhed underneath him, out of control, he felt omnipotent.  It was so hot
to feel totally dominant of her, and to be able to give her so much
pleasure at the same time.

   Lexy gasped when Raphael suddenly stopped touching and sucking at her
incredibly sensitive young breasts.  She wanted to cry out, beg him to keep
going.  But she was too startled by what he did next.  He sat up on the
bed, kneeling between her small legs.  His strong bare chest looked so
beautiful to her and she longed to be wrapped around it again, imagining
crushing her small bare breasts against him.  Raphael had other ideas.  He
grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs straight up, holding her ankles
together with one hand and lifting her butt off the bed.  In one quick
violent movement he stripped her pajama pants off of her, leaving her naked
from the waist down.  And then he pushed her legs apart, wide apart, and
held them fast, gripping her just behind her knees.  Lexy blushed scarlet,
horribly embarrassed to see her brother looking down hungrily at her most
private place.  She'd had no idea that making love would entitle him to
look at her there!  She desperately tried to cover herself with her hands,
but Raphael was having none of that.

   "Oh, Bo!  Bo!  OH!  OH!  OH!" Lexy screamed with shock at the
unbelievable sensations coursing through her body.  Raphael had dropped
down onto the bed between her legs and easily forced his face past her
hands, driving his tongue into her pussy!  She couldn't believe it.  He was
licking her, down there!  And oh, god, the way it felt.  What was happening
to her.  Without thinking she twined her little fingers into his thick
blonde hair and pulled him even tighter against her little cunny.  She
arched back and thrust upwards with her hips, grinding uncontrollably
against his face.  His tongue was everywhere, frantic and fast.  Everywhere
he touched her she burned.  In less than thirty seconds, a huge orgasm
began to wrack the little girl's body - the first of her life.  She was
overwhelmed and confused, but it was so wonderful.  "Oh god!  Bo!  Bo! 
What's happening?  Oh god.  Bo!!"

   The little pussy under Raphael's face gushed forth with sweet warm
juices.  He lapped them up greedily, reveling in the thrashing and moaning
he was causing his little sister to endure.  He knew that she was having a
huge orgasm and he was proud to have sent her over the edge so quickly and
so completely.  It made his heart soar and his dick throb.  The excitement
coursing through his body continued to grow and grow.  His heart pounded so
hard.  He knew that he would have to have her soon, he couldn't hold out
much longer, but he wanted her to be completely his, completely under his
control.  So he continued to force her orgasm on her, driving it on and on
until she was gasping, out of breath, begging for him to stop!

   "Bo!  Bo!  Oh god, Bo!  Stop, stop, please!  Oh god, it's too much, too
much!  OH!!"

   Lexy's distressful cries were incredibly erotic in Raphael's ears.  He
drove her on as her body shook violently, out of control, and only stopped
when he was sure that she fully understood what he could do to her. 
Raphael let go of her legs and flopped over onto the bed beside Lexy,
breathing hard and listening to her ragged gasps for air, feeling the bed
continue to shake as she came down from her violent orgasm.  He quickly
stripped off his boxer shorts, freeing his rock-hard cock to point at the
ceiling.

   "Bo!  Bo!" Lexy panted.  "What was that?  What did you do?  Oh god, Bo,
that was so amazing!  What was it?"

   "I, I think it was an orgasm sweetie.  I think it was a really strong
orgasm.  Did you like it?"

   "Oh god, I don't know!  I mean, yes, yes, it was amazing, but it was
scary!  Like I couldn't control myself.  But yes, I liked it.  Oh, can we
do it again?"

   "Sure baby, absolutely, but first you have to do something else."
Suddenly Raphael swung back up onto his knees, straddling Lexy's small
chest and pressing her down into the bed.  He startled her badly and she
gasped.  Then she focused on the huge phallus directly in front of her
face.

   "Aghhhh!!" Lexy screamed.  "What is that?  Bo!  What is it?"

   Watching terror on his little sister's face was a whole new turn-on for
Raphael.  He knew he would never do anything to hurt her, he loved her too
much.  But scaring her was incredibly hot and fed his desperate desire to
dominate and possess her.  "That's my cock, Squirt.  It's my prick, my hot
throbbing dick.  That's what goes inside you, baby, down there, in your
pussy."

   Lexy blanched in terror at what her brother was saying.  It was
impossible!  "No, Bo, no, it's too big, you could never."

   "But I already did, Squirt.  Remember, I told you.  I put it in your
pussy and I pushed and pushed and then I squirted my cum inside you. 
That's how you got pregnant.  I'm sorry you got pregnant, but I'm not sorry
I fucked you.  I want to fuck you again and again.  God, I want it so much.
But first I want to see you swallow it.  I want to see your pretty lips
around my big cock.  Go on baby, open up, suck it down!  Do it!" Raphael
leaned forward and forced his huge cock towards Lexy's sweet full lips.

   "Bo!  No, please, you're scaring me." Raphael was scaring Lexy, but he
was exciting her too.  She couldn't believe that he'd really put that huge
thing, his cock, up inside of her.  And he said he'd put in her mouth
before too.  What would it taste like.  Would she be able to breath.  She
feebly tried to fend him off with her small hands, but she knew she would
let him push the head of the big thing against her lips.  She knew she
would open her lips wide and try to take him into her mouth.  "Bo, Bo, I'm
scared, I'm scared," she wailed as she tossed violently under her brother's
much bigger body.

   Lexy pushed against Raphael's stomach and hips with her weak little
arms. She tossed her head from side to side, her eyes wide with fright.  He
exulted in being stronger than her, easily pushing down against her and
forcing the head of his cock into contact with her pretty lips.  She
screamed her fear, but she quickly surrendered to him and opened her
wonderful red lips, sucking his cock-head hungrily into her mouth.

   "Oh god, Lexy, baby, oh!  That's so amazing.  Fuck!  Yes!" Raphael
grabbed one and then the other of Lexy's little hands and guided them to
his throbbing fuck monster.  Instinctively she start stroking him.  He
pushed downwards, forcing more of his meat into her mouth.  "That's it
Squirt, yes, yes, oh fuck.  Suck me!  Harder!  Lick it!  Oh god!"

   Lexy's fright was on overdrive, but she desperately wanted to make her
brother happy and do as he commanded her.  His cock was jamming in and out
of her little mouth, hitting the back of her throat.  She moved her hands
rapidly up and down the shaft, slick with her own spit.  She had no idea
what was going to happen next and not knowing was terrifying.  But if it
didn't happen soon she thought she would pass out!  Unable to scream around
his huge cock, she screamed in her mind, "What's happening?  What's
happening!?"

   "Baby, baby, oh god, I'm gonna cum.  Here it comes!  Oh, oh, OH, FUCK,
FUCK, YES!" Raphael's seed forced it's way up through his cock and erupted
into Lexy's little mouth.  She choked and gagged, but he refused to let up.
He wanted all his sperm in her little mouth, down her little throat.  Her
eyes went wide with terror as the thick spunk filled her mouth.  "Swallow
it, baby.  Go on, swallow, that's a girl.  Suck harder, swallow it all
down!" Raphael had stared over and over at the pictures he'd taken of his
dick creaming in Lexy's small mouth.  He never thought he would ever have
another chance, but here he was, raping her mouth again, forcing her to
swallow his spunk.  And how much better this time!  She was awake,
frightened, spluttering, and best of all she was dutifully doing as he
commanded; swallowing his jism and sucking on his dick with all her might.
All of the emotions desires and sensations came together to make Raphael
cum and cum and cum some more, filling Lexy's mouth until she nearly
drowned in sperm.

   Finally spent, Raphael collapsed in a heaving mass beside his little
sister, who finished gagging down the huge quantity of cum he had forced
into her mouth.  He lay on his back for a moment, catching his breath, then
he grabbed Lexy and pulled her on top of him, mashing her wonderful little
breasts into his broad chest.  He stared into her beautiful eyes and then
he kissed her, as hard and passionately as he knew how.  She melted into
his arms and kissed him back with just as much need.

   Suddenly, Raphael rose from his bed, still clutching Lexy's small body.
The little girl instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs
around his trim waist, nuzzling his throat with her face.  "Bo?  What are
doing?" she asked tentatively.

   "I'm taking you to your room, Squirt."

   "Oh, why?"

   "'Cause that's where all your scarves are."

   "Oh!  Really?" Lexy's frightened whisper was barely audible and began to
tremble in Raphael's strong arms.

   "Uh-huh." Raphael entered Lexy's room and carefully placed her on her
bed.  She struggled to stay wrapped around his body, but he be gently
disentangled from her and stood back up.  He stared down at her beautiful
little girl body, his erection already back in full force, pointing
directly at her.  "I'm going to fuck you now, Squirt.  I'm going to put my
big cock up inside your tight pussy and fuck you until I cum inside you.  I
want you so bad!"

   Suddenly shy again, Lexy clamped her legs together and twisted them to
the side to hide her nakedness.  She clutched at her blouse, pulling it
together to cover her lovely breasts.  She blushed deep red and her eyes
were huge with uncertainty.  "Oh, Bo, I don't know, I'm scared.  Wh-what if
I'm t-too scared?  Wh-what if I ch-change my mind?"

   "That's why I'm going to tie you up first Squirt." Raphael moved quickly
to Lexy's closet, knowing exactly where to find all of her long silken
scarves.  He grabbed the bathrobe belt for good measure and was back at the
foot of her bed in seconds.

   "Oh god, Bo!  But, but, I didn't think you would really...  Oh god, Bo,
I'm scared.  Why do you need to do that?  No, Bo, no!  Please!  Why are you
doing this?" Lexy's fear was real, as were her struggles when Raphael
gripped her ankle and starting tying one of the scarves around it.  She
fought, but he was so much bigger and stronger than she, and the end was
inevitable.  "Bo, Bo, you're scaring me!  Bo!" Holding her down on her
side, Raphael pulled her wrist down to meet her ankle and secured the two
together with a tight knot.  Then he flipped her onto her other side and
repeated the procedure.  When he was done her wrists were firmly tied to
her ankles, forcing her to bend at the waist and knees.  She thrashed about
as Raphael got up from the bed, but she realized at once how extremely
helpless she was.

   As he worked the last scarf in his strong hands, Raphael looked down on
his little captive and his heart crashed in his chest.  Once again he was
so excited that he could barely breathe.  The way his sister tossed and
turned on the bed, fighting against her bonds, was intoxicating.  He hated
to leave her, but he had to dash down the hall to retrieve his camera. 
There was never any question that he had to record the amazing scene of his
tied up sister.

   "Oh god, Bo!  NO!  NO!  You can't!" Lexy twisted and turned, desperately
trying to hide her pussy and her bare breasts when she looked up to see
Raphael taking pictures of her.  She blushed so deep that she could feel
the warmth suffuse her body.  "Please Bo, please!  Not the camera - it's
too, too...  Bo!  What are you....  Ummmph!  Mmmmm!  MMMMMM!" Lexy's
frightened screams were cut off when the huge knot of scarf was forced into
her mouth.  Raphael quickly secured it behind her head and then returned to
his camera.  "Mmmmm!  Mmmmm!" was all the sound that the poor little child
could manage as her brother took more pictures of her incredibly erotic
position.

   "Open your legs, Lexy, go on, do it!" Raphael demanded.  "Don't make me
tie them open!"

   Lexy trembled all over, terrified, but the demanding tone in her strong
big brother's voice sent a shock through her body.  It was inconceivable
that she not obey him, not now.  She couldn't believe he was taking
pictures of her, but she had to do as he commanded.  Slowly, she rolled
onto her back and opened her trembling legs to his gaze and his camera. 
With her arms and ankles bound so tightly together, she was forced to lift
her butt off the mattress and she knew immediately what a spectacular
exhibition she must be.

   Raphael was beyond the breaking point.  He couldn't wait another second.
He rushed through the last few embarrassing pictures of his little captive
sister, then tossed the camera to the side.  He jammed a pillow under her
butt, then added a second pillow - to ease the obvious strain on her back
and keep her butt high off the mattress.  The way she continued to moan and
struggle against the tight scarves was so hot.  He wanted her more than
he'd ever wanted anything in his life.  But he wanted her to be ready too.

   Stretching out on top of Lexy's small body, between her bound legs,
Raphael brought his lips close to her ear.  He whispered to her.  "Are you
ready for me to fuck you Squirt?  Do you want my big dick inside of you?"

   Lexy shook her head, violently, terrified.  "Nnnnn!  NNNNN!" This was
all so out of hand, so far beyond her comprehension.  She couldn't process
the intense emotions crashing over her.  "NNNNN!" Unexpectedly, Raphael
suddenly moved down her body and she felt his tongue find her tiny pussy.
Instantly she arched her back even further and writhed from the surprise
attack.  "Mmmmm!  MMMMM!!" His tongue found her little clit and flicked at
it unmercifully.  Lubricating juices flooded her young slit and mixed with
her brother's saliva.  The intense sensations coming from her inexperienced
pussy collided with Lexy's fear and confusion and desire and she nearly
passed out.  She screamed and screamed into her tight gag as her big
brother worked every sensitive part of her cunt with his fingers and his
strong tongue.

   It took only a few moments and Lexy was back on the edge of another huge
orgasm.  She could feel it building and building.  It was about to crash
over her.  She could barely breath, dragging short sharp breaths through
her tiny nose.  It was coming, any second, she knew it.

   "Nnnnnn!  Nnnnnn!" Lexy tried to scream when Raphael suddenly and
unexpectedly drew away from her, leaving her huge orgasm unfulfilled.  All
of her fears and confusion were nothing compared to the overwhelming desire
he'd engendered in her with his wonderful tongue.  She wanted to grab him
and force him back to her little pussy.  She wanted to wrap her legs around
his neck and never let go.  She wanted to cum!!  But she was completely
helpless in front of her grinning, leering brother.

   Raphael dropped back down onto his beautiful sister, crushing the side
of her face into his broad chest, pushing her legs even wider apart.  He
had no trouble whatsoever positioning the throbbing head of his cock at the
entrance to her small slit.  He parted her lips with it, teasing her, just
spreading her apart.  He moved the head up and down, sopping up the
delicious wetness, toying with her and stimulating her as much as he could
with just the tip.  He waited, impatiently, until her trembling
intensified, turning to wracking tremors that moved up and down her body.
And then he plunged.

   "MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!" Lexy screamed into her gag.  Her brother's huge cock
split her apart just as her orgasm crashed over her.  Every muscle in her
body spasmed and strained.  She couldn't help but buck her hips upwards
into the vicious downward thrusts into her tight pussy.  She felt his cock
ramming into her insides, painfully smashing against something solid.  But
her orgasm went on and on, drowning out any pain she felt.  Her mind
reeled. She wanted to grab ahold of Raphael and pull him even tighter to
her tiny body, but she was still helpless.

   "Fuck!  Fuck!  Fuck yes, baby!  Oh, oh, Lexy.  UNH!" Raphael kept up a
steady stream of swearing, moaning and grunting as he pounded into Lexy's
tiny body.  He remembered the way her little pussy had sucked at him when
she was still comatose.  This was so much better!  She grasped at him with
all her strength, clamping down and pulling hard every time he pulled out.
She screamed through her gag in time with his thrusts - screams of delight.
She quivered uncontrollably underneath him.  She was just as desperate for
him as he was for her - he could feel it.  If only he could get the entire
seven inches of his thick cock inside of her!  No matter how hard he tried,
no matter how welcoming she was to him, he couldn't get get the whole thing
inside of her diminutive love tunnel.

   "Oh Lexy, Lexy, I'm gonna cum!  I can't hold it back, it's coming.  Oh
fuck, oh fuck, oh FUCK!" Semen exploded through the long tube of Raphael's
cock, spraying hotly against Lexy's insides.  Wave after searing wave
coursed through his dick and erupted into her womb.  Raphael arched his
back above her and thrust as hard as he could, screaming her name as she
clamped onto his huge manhood and milked every drop of his seed into her
body.  Her orgasm had never ceased as long as he was pounding into her, and
the last waves of intensity pushed little Lexy's inexperienced brain over
the brink.  Her eyes rolled back in her head, her back arched under her
brother and she passed out.

   When Lexy revived a few moments later, she found herself face down on
top of her handsome brother, her face pressed into his sweaty chest.  His
strong masculine smell broke through the fuzz in her brain and brought her
back to the world.  She realized that his thick cock was still up inside of
her, although it was much smaller and not so hard.  She was still tied up,
but she didn't mind.  She was safe, in his arms, with one hand gently
stroking her hair.  At least the awful gag was gone from her mouth.  She
lifted her head to stare into her brother's big blue eyes - eyes just like
hers.

   "Are you okay, baby?" Raphael asked gently, still stroking her hair and
holding her tight.  "Do you want me to untie you?"

   "Oh, uhm, no, no, just hold me Bo.  Oh god, that was, it was so..."

   "I know Squirt, I know.  It was unbelievable.  You are so, so hot.  I
just can't tell you what you do to me.  You know I love you, right?"

   "I love you too Bo." Lexy put her face back down on his chest and sighed
with intense contentment.  She didn't even care that she was still
completely helpless.  For a long time they just lay there together, but
Lexy knew that she couldn't wait any longer.  "Bo?" she said, tentatively,
refusing to look into his eyes.

   "What baby?"

   "Can I tell you something?  I mean, uhm, will you promise not to get mad
at me?"

   "How could I get mad you at you Squirt?  Not after we just, well, you
know...  And it was so...  What is it baby?"

   Lexy forced herself to raise her head again and look into her loving
brother's eyes.  "It's just that, well, it's just...  Oh god.  Bo, I'm not
really pregnant.  I made that up."

   "What!?  Geez, Lexy, what the...?"

   "Please!  Please don't get mad at me.  Oh!  It was the only thing I
could think of.  I had to know.  I had to know for certain and I couldn't
just ask you, or accuse you, I just couldn't.  And I couldn't talk to mom
or dad about it, and I was going crazy not knowing for sure.  And then you
were so nice to me, more than usual, and you seemed to like spending time
with me, but I just had to be sure.  I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please don't be
mad." Lexy's little girl voice rattled away, almost faster than Raphael
could follow.

   "I don't understand - you had to know what?"

   "If it was you.  If it was you who, you know - did it."

   "Did what?"

   Suddenly Lexy turned shy again and she blushed deliciously.  "You know,"
she whispered, no longer able to look Raphael in the eye, "did it, had sex
with me."

   "You knew someone had sex with you?"

   "Of course I did!  You didn't think I wouldn't know did you?"

   "Holy shit, you knew, and you didn't say anything to anyone, until
today? Geez Squirt, that's crazy.  And so you made up a story about being
pregnant, just to see if I would admit it was me.  Did you want it to be
me? Holy shit."

   "Of course I wanted it to be you, you dork!  I love you.  I've always
loved you.  I've always wanted to be with you, any way that I could.  And
if you did that to me, then it meant that maybe you wanted to be with me
too, really be with me.  But, but, I had to know.  I'm sorry.  Please don't
be mad."

   "Oh god, baby, I'm not mad, I'm not, I promise.  And I do want to be
with you.  I love you and I LOVE being with you.  I can't imagine being
with anyone else, ever.  Is that what you want Squirt.  Do you want to do
this again and again?  All of it."

   Lexy dropped her head back to Raphael's chest and sighed deeply.  "Yes
Bo, again and again.  Anything you want.  I love you."

   "I love you too baby."

   "Bo?"

   "Uh-huh Squirt."

   "I, I think you should untie me now.  My arms are going numb."

   "Mmmm.  Sure, but not just yet baby.  Not just yet." Raphael's cock was
still buried in Lexy's tight pussy, and it was already starting to revive,
getting ready for another spectacular round of sex with his wonderful new
lover.  "Don't you think we should celebrate, sweetie?  I mean, you're not
pregnant - that's great!  And we're together, we don't have to be alone any
more - I'm so happy."

   "I'm happy too Bo.  But, what did you mean celebrate?  Oh!  You meant
that.  OH!  God, yes, yes, oh, that feels so good."

   Raphael stroked his fully erect prick in and out of Lexy's tight pussy
for several moments, until it was moving smoothly and easily through her
juices.  "Yeah baby, this is a nice way to celebrate, but, I had something
else in mind.  Are you ready Squirt?  Are you ready to really celebrate?"

   "What Bo?  You're kind of scaring me.  What do you want to do now?"

   Raphael stroked in and out of her cunt faster, then suddenly pulled out
of her.  Clutching her body with one strong arm, he positioned his
throbbing dick at the entrance to her microscopic anus.

   "No Bo!  NO!  NO!" Lexy screamed as she felt her brother begin to force
his large cock past the tight ring of her tiny virgin asshole.  She was
suddenly terrified and she struggled wildly against the scarves binding her
wrists and ankles.  "Nooo!  Nooo!  Aghh!" she screamed.

   But in her mind, Lexy heard herself saying again "Yes Bo!  Again and
again.  Anything you want, Bo.  I love you." And she knew she would love
him forever, no matter what.