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 (Frenchie) New story: What Petticoats Can Do ASSTR Codes: Sex, Mg(7),
Mg(6), cons, ped, inc, rom.

   "What Petticoats Can Do" is a fictional story about a young man that
stumbles upon a sexual aid and gets caught by it's owner and ultimately has
sex with her.  Later, they get caught by an unexpected visitor who wants
participate in their adventure.  This story is fiction and did not happen
in real life.  The people are not real people and does not represent
persons living or dead.  If you are offended by stories that have to do
with sex between underage siblings and underage neighbors, stop reading
now. Otherwise, please enjoy "What Petticoats Can Do" by Frenchie.

   What Petticoats Can Do

   Prologue

   It was summertime 1955, Greg was 15 years old, about to embark on a
lifelong passion of Nylon.

   His mother wasn't the most efficient homemaker.  Not that she was lazy,
just disorganized when it came to priorities and completing chores.  Case
in point; the Rogers family didn't own a clothes dryer, so she hanged the
washed clothes on a steel wire line in the back yard and the clothes were
air dried by the sun and wind.  When the clothes were dry and were
collected, they should have been taken inside, folded and put away.  This
is where Mrs.  Rogers fell short.

   Greg's bed was the nearest and most convenient place to put the
collected laundry, so consequently, this is where anyone who took in the
laundry put it.  Greg would have to take the clothes off the bed and put
them on a chair or someplace else in order to go to bed, or sleep under the
weight of the pile of clothes, which he often did.

   What A Petticoat Can Do

   Chapter One - Discovery

   Greg had walked home from the ice cream parlor, where he worked after
school.  He was tired after a day at school, then standing behind a freezer
dispensing ice cream cones and tubs until seven o'clock, then walking three
miles home.

   The family had just finished supper; mom was doing dishes, daddy and
Jackie, his seven year old sister, were watching TV and Sam, his twelve
year old brother, was out in the garage with his friends.  He greeted his
father and sister and walked over to the kitchen sink and kissed his mother
good evening.

   "You look tired." Mrs.  Rogers said.

   Greg agreed with his mother.  "I am tired," Greg told her, "I think I'll
just take a bath and go to bed."

   "You're not going to eat something?"

   "No, I'm too tired." And he kissed his mother again and left for the
bathroom.

   After his bath, dressed in his underwear, he went to his bed where he
found the laundry that had been collected earlier during the day, but he
was too tired to move it, so he pushed it aside and crawled in and went to
sleep.  A few hour later, he woke with a gigantic hard-on.

   'What is this all about?' He thought.

   He looked down to his boxer shorts and saw the leg was pulled up and a
garment was touching his leg.  It seemed to be that the bottom tier of his
sister's petticoat that had crept up under his boxer shorts and had brushed
against his penis arousing him.  He picked up the garment, feeling it's
softness and brought it to his face to more closely look at it, to find out
what had caused his penis to become aroused, but it was not until he
lowered the boxer shorts from his waist and dragged the small garment over
his still hard cock; the feeling was monumental, thrilling and sexual
beyond belief.

   He dragged the white petticoat, gently over his penis.  The feeling this
created on the head of his penis was awesome.  He dragged the sensual
petticoat back and forth over and over, until he was about to explode with
a powerful orgasm.  As he dragged the petticoat over his penis with one
hand, he grabbed the solid shaft with the other and slowly, gently slid it
up and down.  His balls seemed to swell and his cock became more rigid,
while the glands of his swollen member grew and began to twitch in his hand
and he saw a shot of cum shoot out, followed by rapid shots of cum shoot
high in the air over the bed, again and again; his swollen cock was
throbbing and convulsing, uncontrollably in his hand until he was
pleasantly exhausted; out of breath, breathing heavily, his heart beating
rapidly, he lay back and fell asleep.



   Chapter Two - The Disappointment

   All day long, Greg remembered the thrill of last night and couldn't wait
to get off from work.  His mind wasn't on school work and surely wasn't
into shoveling ice cream.  Instead of walking home, he caught the bus,
arriving 15 minutes earlier than last night, just in time to sit down and
have supper with the family.

   When supper was over, Jackie suggested that Greg help her to wash and
dry the dishes, so mom could take the night off.  Mom thanked her and Greg
was had, so he and Jackie washed and dried the dishes and put them away.

   Greg happened to accidently drop the drying towel on the floor.  He
stooped down to pick it up and as he was coming up, noticed that his sister
was wearing the petticoat of last night's pleasures.  His hopes for a great
jerk-off session, tonight, went down the tubes.  But then he thought, 'All
I have to do is wait until everybody goes to bed and look for it.'

   He took his time before going to bed.  He chatted with his father and
mother, watched a little television and after his sister got out of the
bathroom, took his bath.  He Spotted the petticoat hanging on the inside
doorknob and smiled.

   'It's going to be a good night, after all.' He thought.

   He took a leisure bath, constantly looking at the petticoat hanging on
the doorknob, thinking about the pleasure it would give him latter in the
night, but he would still have to wait for his brother to take his bath. 
He dried himself and put his underwear on and went to bed.

   Not long after he went to bed, his brother came in and went right to the
bathroom.  Greg made a sigh of relief and turned over to wait for Danny to
come out of the bathroom and go to bed.

   'What was taking him so long?' Greg thought.  It seemed like an hour
he's been in there.  Greg decided to get up and investigate.  He went to
the door and knocked.

   "I have to pee, bro." Said Greg.

   "I'll be out in a minute." His brother called.

   Greg left and went to the kitchen for a glass of water and sat down to
drink it, in the dark.  Soon, his brother came out and went to bed.  Greg
finished his water and put the soiled glass in the sink and went to the
bathroom.  He closed the door and turned on the light.  The petticoat was
hanging on the door, just as it had been before.  Greg's heart felt light
as he gazed upon it.  He raised the leg of his boxer shorts, exposing his
dick, which was now semi hard and peed.  He lowered the seat of the toilet
and pulled his boxers down, then removed the petticoat from the knob and
sat down on the toilet seat to enclose the garment in his boxers.  He made
sure that it couldn't be seen under his underwear.  He thrilled at the
feeling of the material passing over his prick as he moved the petticoat
around to position it properly.  Then, he turned the out light and returned
to bed, quietly.  His dick was so hard he felt that he could drive nails
with it.  It was so hard, it hurt.  Quietly he climbed into bed and just
lay there, patiently until he felt it was safe to move.

   A minute seems like 10 and 10 feels like an hour, but he waited for what
seemed like an hour before stirring to lower his boxer shorts to retrieve
the petticoat.  He held it up by the bodice, placing it over his nose to
take in the aroma of his sister.  He placed his hand over the fabric so no
odor other than what was in the slip, would contaminate the aroma.  He
breathed in deeply, taking in the essence of innocence.  It was exquisite.
He repeated this several times to embed the experience in his mind, then,
holding the petticoat by the straps he slowly began dragging it over his
balls and penis.

   'Oh my gawd,' he thought.  'I have never felt anything so wonderful.'

   Slowly and carefully, he dragged the hem of the petticoat over his
raging hard-on, back and forth, back and forth, until he could stand it no
longer, then he grabbed his dick in the right hand while holding the straps
in the left, still dragging the slip back and forth and stroking his rod,
slowly.  It wouldn't be long before the spasms and contractions would
begin, causing his penis to spew molten hot semen into the air, giving him
relief from the feelings pent up inside him all day because of the
petticoat.

   Little by little, the feeling grew, until at last it was inevitable and
his blood gorged penis compressed and, as quickly expanded.  Quickly he
pulled the petticoat back before his dick exploded, shooting semen, in
gobs, high overhead, splashing down all over the covers, the bed, himself
and the petticoat.  He kept pumping his rod, draining it of every drop of
the precious liquid.  The feeling was exciting.  His heart was beating fast
and he was out of breath.  He laid quiet on the twin bed for about 10
minutes and slowly got up and went to the bathroom to return the petticoat
to the doorknob and clean the cum off his body.  He had to close the door
to turn on the light, because the petticoat had been hanging behind another
garment.  He put the petticoat to his face and sniffed it's aroma once
more. Then, he raised the dress and put the petticoat back in it's original
place, then replaced the dress.  He wiped himself down, peed and returned
to bed and went to sleep.

   Chapter Three - A New Age

   Three weeks went by and all was going well.  Greg was able to keep in
touch with the petticoat most of the time, but lost it whenever Jackie wore
it to bed or took it off somewhere other than the bathroom.  On those
nights, he had to resort to jacking off to it's memory.

   Then on Saturday afternoon, the third Saturday after discovering the
petticoat, Greg was home alone, so he thought, and went to the bathroom to
sit down to enjoy the petticoat.  He had been there a while and the feeling
was building to a climax, when the door burst open.

   There stood Jackie with mouth wide open.  Oddly enough, Greg didn't
loose his hard-on, but kept on stroking his cock under the folds of the
petticoat.

   "Whatcha doin'?" She asked.

   Greg had to think quickly.  Slowly and deliberately, he said.  "I have a
swollen cock that really hurts, bad."

   "What does it look like?" The curious girl asked.

   "It looks just like any cock, but bigger." He replied.  "Are you alone?
Is anyone with you?" He asked.

   "No.  Mother is across the street at grandma's and I came home to take a
nap." She said.  "Can I se it now?"

   "I can't leave it exposed too long, so look quick." He said, seriously.

   And he pushed the petticoat aside for a few moments, long enough for his
little sister to get a quick glimpse of his ailing appendage and then
covered it back up.

   "Wow!" The young girl said.  "It sure is big.  Does it hurt very much?"

   "Oh gawd, yes." He said, tearfully.

   "Is there anything I can do to help it?" Jackie asked, somberly.

   Greg thought a moment and said, "Yes, you can help me massage it,
because my arm is getting tired.  Do you really want to?"

   "Oh, yes." She answered, enthusiastically, placing her hand over the
petticoat wrapped penis, matching the movements of her brother.

   "Oh, thank you.  I can rest my arm for a little while."

   Jackie smiled and kept stroking Greg's penis.

   The thought of his little sister playing with his dick added to the
thrill.  He put his arm around her slender waist and pulled her closer to
him.  Seven year old Jackie was about three and a half feet tall, slim,
with shapely legs, a nice butt and a flat chest.  She had a pretty face
which was the essence of innocents.

   "Thank you, sis." He said.  "I love you."

   "I love you too, Greg."

   As she stroked, Greg thought of how this was going to end.  Would he
take the petticoat away before it was filled with cum, or would he let it
stay there so she wouldn't get frightened when he came or would he take it
away just before it exploded?  He decided to tell her what was going to
happen, so he could take the petticoat away before it got soaked with his
spunk.  The end was fast approaching.

   "OK, Jackie.  In a little while, I'm going to take your petticoat away,
quickly, so that it doesn't get soiled with spunk.  I'm going to tell you
when I'm going to remove it.  OK?"

   "Yes." His sister answered.

   "OK, I want you to be ready to grab my cock and continue going back and
forth, just like you're doing, so I don't hurt any more.  Do you
understand?"

   "Yes," she answered, again.  "What is 'spunk'?"

   "That's some white liquid that will come shooting out of the head of my
cock when I climax, but keep on stroking until I say stop.  OK?"

   "All right.  Does this happen very much?"

   "Every now and then." Greg said, matter of factly.

   Greg's climax was getting nearer and nearer, with his little sister's
expert ministrations and his dick being enclosed in the precious petticoat;
he was in heaven.  This was going to be glorious.

   "Slowly and carefully, Jackie massaged Greg's prick, up and down, up and
down, through the silky, white petticoat, as he held his little sister by
the waist, holding her close to him, feeling the warmth of her tender body.



   Chapter Four - The Climax

   Greg's body jerked as a stray spasm hit, causing him to quickly remove
the petticoat from around his penis.  Jackie missed a couple of strokes,
but quickly gabbed the oil soaked penis and continued stroking at back and
forth.  Another spasm struck and Greg let out a little yelp.

   "Go a little faster, sweetie." Greg said, catching his breath.

   Jackie obeyed by going about twice as fast and, for some reason clamped
her hand around his prick, tighter.  The feeling increased so much the Greg
almost swooned.

   Greg looked down at his sister's head as she was intent on relieving him
of pain.  He wanted to push her down and fuck her right there and then. 
The feeling was building to great proportions.  His legs involuntarily
squeezed his prick and released.

   Greg moaned.  "Oh... oh... Ohhh..."

   "Are you climaxing?" Jackie asked.

   Greg couldn't answer, because the first explosion was imminent.  Jackie
felt the slippery shaft in her hand increase in size and pull back, as if
controlled by an invisible force.  Then as if by magic, a pearly white
substance shot from the tip of Greg's penis, shooting across to the far
side of the room, splattering against the adjacent lavatory sink and across
the floor.

   "Agh..." Greg screamed in sweet pain.  "Oh my gawd." He cried.

   Another spasm struck and more jism flew from his prick.  He held his
sister tighter and closer as she relentlessly stroked his penis giving him
an orgasm he never knew could feel this terrific.  He was breathing as hard
as if he just ran a mile, uphill and feeling a feeling that was better than
anyone ever could be imagined.

   When it was all over, he turned his sister facing him and kissed her a
long kiss, holding her butt, very close to his body and stroking her long
brown hair.

   "I love you Jackie."

   "I love you too, Greg."

   "Jackie," he said.  "Soon, I will make you feel as good as you made me
feel today.  I promise.  But there is one thing that you must promise me
and remember.  Do you understand?"

   "Yes," she answered.  "What is it?"

   "You must promise not to tell anyone, not even your best friend, what we
did today.  Do you understand?"

   "Yes, I understand."

   "We could get into a lot of trouble if anyone knows about this."

   "I won't tell anyone.  I promise."

   "I love you so much, sweetie." He said, holding her by the butt.

   "You make me weak, Greg."

   "It's a good weak, I hope."

   "Yes.  I love you." And she kissed him a long sloppy kiss.

   Greg asked Jackie, "How about you and I clean the bathroom for mom, so
mom won't have to?"

   "You and me?" She asked.

   "Yes, like we washed the dishes the other night."

   "OK." Jackie said, giggling.

   They dove in and cleaned the bathroom, the bathtub, the sink and the
floor and put the clothes in the dirty clothes hamper, including Jackie and
Greg's petticoat.  They held each other and kissed a long, loving kiss.



   Chapter Five - The First Time

   Greg and Jackie became regulars for doing the dinner dishes in the
evenings and he and she made Saturday their day to enjoy each other.  Greg
taught Jackie how to French kiss and she loved practicing.  He enjoyed her
petticoat, regularly, because she took it off where he could get to it. 
They loved each other very much.

   Mom asked Greg if he would take care of Jackie on Saturday, as usual,
and he said he would.  He told her that he wanted to take her shopping to
buy her some clothes.  His mom said OK.

   So, Saturday morning, they caught the bus to Sears and went to the
girl's department, where they shopped for petticoats.  Jackie chose two
that she liked along with ten white, sheer, Nylon panties trimmed in lace.
Greg took her to the B & K Broiler for lunch and they returned home, where
Greg confiscated her original petticoat for his own use and laid it on his
bed.

   Greg told his sister, "We want to check to see if anyone else is home,
so we don't get caught."

   Together, they went from room to room to see if they were alone. 
Satisfied, Greg took Jackie in his arms and stroked her long, brown hair
and kissed her tenderly.

   They took a shower together, kissing and fondling each other, then dried
off and went to the living room.  She modeled her new clothes for Greg and
wanted to wear one of her new petticoats, but Greg said no, because he
wanted to fuck her in her old petticoat.

   They went to Greg's bedroom where she put on the original petticoat and
a pair of her new, see-through panties and modeled them for her brother. 
Greg's penis immediately grew from it's flaccid state to full erection at
the sight.  She twirled around the floor, pushing the petticoat between her
lags, rubbing it into her pussy and bowed, while raising the petticoat, so
Greg could see her little slit through the sheer panties and pet her slit,
sensually.  This caused Greg's penis to start oozing the fine oil,
sometimes called "pre-cum'.

   He called her to the bedside and held the slender girl around her waist
and her butt and they French kissed until their tongues hurt.  He laid her
on the bed and looked into the eyes of his beautiful sister.  He laid next
to her and they kissed some more.

   His right hand roamed down her body to her flat little stomach and he
rubbed it through the silky fabric.  She moaned, softly.  Then, his hand
went further down to where her pussy would be and he raised the slip, so he
could feel what was inside her panties.  Her pussy was soaking wet.  He
buried his tongue deeper into her throat causing her to respond.  They were
breathing deeply.

   He slowly rubbed her pussy through the sheer material causing her to
secrete more lubricant.  Then he pulled her new panties down, so he could
get to her snatch, directly.  He bent down and began licking between her
slender legs, paying particular attention to her pussy, licking up and down
between the delicious Mons.  Then, he stiffened his tongue and began
probing and sucking her Clitoris.

   "Oh..." She moaned.  "Ohhh..."

   He redoubled his efforts and sucked even harder and dove deeper into the
depths of her sweet little cunt, licking slowly and lightly.

   "Oh gawd..." She stammered.  "It feels so good... I can't stand it."

   Greg's prick stiffened at the words of the tender little virgin.  They
were both breathing heavily.  Greg had to fuck his little sister.  He sat
up and laid next to Jackie.  He opened his mouth and she opened hers and
their tongues met and they began kissing.  He raised her petticoat a little
higher and probed her pussy with his "social finger", running it up and
down and in and out.  She was going out of her mind, writhing, back and
forth, over the little bed.

   Eventually, he broke the kiss and looked down at his sister's pussy. 
There was blood on his finger, meaning he had broken her cherry.

   "Does that hurt, sweetheart?" He asked.

   "No." She said and asked, "Should it."

   "Everyone is different; some girls it hurts and others it doesn't."

   He got up to get a we wash rag to clean her pussy.  When he returned, he
asked her if she was ready to feel good, to feel better than she has ever
felt.

   "Yes.  Oh, yes." She said, enthusiastically.  And she reached up and
held her brother in her arms and kissed him deeply.

   "Now, you are a virgin and so am I." Greg told his sister.  "I have
never fucked a girl before, so I don't know what is going to happen, but I
can imagine.  We both should have extraordinary feelings like we've never
experienced before.  Do you want to continue?"

   "Oh, yes.  I want to be the first girl that you fucked." She said,
smiling.

   Greg laid on his back and told his little sister to get on top of him,
facing him.  She sat down on her brother so their genitals met and
instructed her to place her pussy over his cock, which she did.

   "I want to do it this way, so that you can control the penetration." He
told her.  "If it hurts, you can pull out."

   "I understand." She said, rubbing his penis up and down her slit,
eventually finding the mark.  She stopped.  Then, leaning forward, then
back, pushing down, pushing it in, slowly.

   "Oh, that feels so good." She cooed.

   Greg agreed, saying, "Go slow, so you don't hurt yourself, sweetheart."

   "I am." She said, looking down at the disappearing dick into her
virgina.

   After a while, Greg figured that she had about half of his seven inch
cock in her cunt, but he wanted to be all the way in, but not hurt his
sister.

   "Does it feel good, sweetheart?"

   "Oh yes." She said, weakly.  "I don't ever want to stop." And she pushed
down even harder and a little more went inside of her pussy.

   "Oh gawd yes.  This feels like heaven." Greg breathed.

   Jackie wasn't satisfied with the amount of cock she had in her cunt
either, so instead of pushing only down, she started moving back and forth
again and sure enough there was a lot more of his prick in her pussy.

   "OK." Greg said.  "Let me get on top and I'll get the rest of it in."

   They changed places and Greg pulled her butt up against his groin and
put his dick back into his sister.  She moaned as it went in, deeper and
deeper with each thrust.  He laid down over his sister, pressing his body
against hers and they kissed and fucked; moaning all the time.  Enjoying
the new feelings that they were experiencing, Jackie asked.

   "Is that stuff going to shoot inside of me?"

   "It could, if you want." He answered.  "You are too young to get
pregnant, because you are only seven years old."

   "It would feel better if it shoots in me.  Wouldn't it?" She asked.

   "Definitely." He replied.

   "Then shoot it all inside of me and we'll both feel great." She said.

   This made Greg chuckle.

   They fucked until he felt the stirring of an impending orgasm in his
groin and stopped.  Greg told Jackie to change positions with him, so he
could give her a smashing orgasm.  Jackie sat on Greg's lap, facing away
from him, so he could help her put his dick back inside of her.  He held
her around the waist and guided his massive cock inside of his new love and
they started fucking again; only this time, he had access to her clit which
he began manipulating.

   "Oh... oh..." She cooed, as the big cock went in and out of her virgin
cunt.

   "Mm..." Greg moaned, "I love you so much, Jackie."

   "I Love you too, Greg." She said as she turned her head and body around
to kissed him.



   Chapter Six - Here It Cums

   Greg couldn't get all of his dick inside of his sister, but he had good
access to her clit, so by manipulating it he could give her a good first
orgasm, which is what he wanted.  He tried his best to make her feel good
and she was wide eyed at what was happening to her.  Soon, the stirrings
started in both of them; her legs clamped tight around his pounding cock,
making it difficult to go inside of her pussy; it felt great.

   He began squeezing her little clit and running his finger round and
round it, causing her to fidget and buck against him.  They were both
breathing hard.

   "Aee..., oh..., ahh..., ooo..." She gurgled and she choked, "Grr...,
Awe..."

   And Greg kept up his ministrations to her clit.  He thought that it
would be great if they both had their orgasms at the same time, but that
would be asking to much because of their inexperience.

   "Oh!" She shrieked as the first contraction hit and she pushed down on
his dick, burying all but the last half an inch and then she bucked and met
Greg's rhythm, she pushing in while he was coming out.  She screamed again.
"Ieee..., oh gawd, I'm dying...oow... oo..."

   Contraction after contraction creating two massive orgasms, weakening
Jackie and Greg.  He was playing with her clit with his right hand and with
his left hand, Greg pulled her body, hard against his as the piston
traveled in and out of her cunt; amplifying the feeling of her orgasm. 
Then, she clamped her lags tight around his cock at the same time Greg's
orgasm hit.  He gasped, as his dick was sucked up by her contractions,
freezing him deep within his sister's cunt.  She bucked up and down, her
cunt twitching and his dick burning with exquisite pain.  They both stopped
moving, because the pain was unbearable and both were breathing out of
control as the contractions diminished; limp as wet dish rags, they just
lay in each other's arms.  They laid back on the bed with his prick still
embedded in her and she rotated her head and body once more and they
kissed, long, hard, wet and passionately.



   Chapter Seven - Busted

   After having taking possession of Jackie's petticoat, he hid it under
his bed, between the mattress and box spring, so he didn't have to look for
it when he wanted to use it.  He and Jackie made love whenever they could
and shouldn't be in danger of getting caught.

   However, one Saturday, when they were home alone, they were making out
in Jackie's bedroom and in walked little six year old Jeanette, Jackie's
friend and playmate from across the street.

   "What'ch yall doin'?" The little girl asked, as she watched Greg's butt,
bobbing up and down.

   Startled, they both bolted up, reaching for covers.  Somebody didn't
lock the doors!  They looked at each other and then at Jeanette.

   "Are you all screwing?" The little girl asked.

   "Yes." Jackie answered.

   "How did you get in?" Greg asked the little girl, who was starring down
at his abdomen.

   "Well, the door was open, so I just walked in, like I always do." The
little girl said, innocently.  "Were you fucking her?"

   "Yes, but you must not tell anyone, because we might get in trouble." He
said.  "Do you understand?"

   "Yes.  But can I watch?" Greg looked at his sister and suggested they
quit for the day, but Jackie didn't want to quit, because she hadn't
finished.

   "OK." He told the little girl.  "But promise you won't tell."

   Jeanette, looked down, sheepishly, at her shoes and said.  "I won't
tell."

   "How come you know about fucking?" He asked her.

   "Because I saw my brother fuck a girl once and he told me what they were
doing." She replied.

   Greg had lost his hard-on, so he asked Jackie to help him get it erect
again and he laid on his back and she played with him.  Little Jeanette
climbed up on the bed, on the other side of him and volunteered to help and
they both played with the stricken member.  When Greg saw the tiny hands
around his cock, it woke right up and was ready for action.

   Greg got up and was about to climb on top of Jackie, but Jeanette had
different ideas.

   "Greg, fuck me please." Jeanette asked.  "Please."

   "Yes.  Fuck her." Jackie said.  "And I'll watch."

   "But she's so young." Greg retorted.

   "Just a year younger then me." Jackie replied.

   Greg looked at the little girl with the long, blonde hair sitting beside
him, with the look of a little angel and he remembered her little hand,
holding is dick, helping it back to life.

   "All right," He said.  "But you must sit on my lap and let me play with
you, first.  Take off your dress, but leave your petticoat and panties on."

   She complied, then, without a word, little Jeanette scrambled up on his
lap and leaned back.

   He leaned slightly forward, putting his head against hers.  The smell of
her hair was intoxicating.  He raised her petticoat and put his right hand
on her honey pot.  Her little cunt was already wet.  He began rubbing it
though her nylon panties, noticing it was much smaller than Jackie's.  His
dick was ragging hard and he was getting dizzy, thinking about the little
six year old, sitting on his lap that wanted to get fucked.

   Jackie cuddled up next to him and reached down between he and Jeanette
and found his soaked and swollen cock and started playing with it.  Greg
thought he was going to pass out, the feelings were overpowering; his heart
began to race.  Jeanette, too, was breathing hard and softly murmuring.

   Chapter Eight - If it Don't Fit, You Gotta Quit

   Worked up and frustrated, Greg just had to get on Jeanette and fuck the
shit out of her.  So, as he did with Jackie, he had Jeanette take her
panties off and sit on his stomach to get his prick into her without
hurting her.  She got up on top of Greg and Jackie reached down between
them and positioned his shaft into her cunt.

   "Now you push down until it begins to go in.  If it hurts, stop." He
told her.

   The little girl was doing her best to put it in, but it just wasn't
going.  After a while, Greg got on top of Jeanette and Jackie tried to
guide the big prick into the little girls pussy.  At last, a small amount
went in.  They stopped and let her get accustomed the invader in her body.
Then, they tried some more.  More went in, but bottomed out after about two
inches were inside if the little girl.  They rested and tried some more,
but that's all they could get in, so they just lay there and had to be
satisfied.

   It was getting late and nobody had had an orgasm, so Greg suggested that
he fuck Jackie and finger fuck Jeanette and shower and quit.  They all
agreed, but stipulated that they would try again, later to get Jeanette
taken care of.

   They changed places and soon Jackie was stuffed with Greg's schlong and
loving it as before.  Greg finger fucked little Jeanette and she had
several mild orgasms and soon it was Jackie and Greg's turn.  Jackie began
bucking and growling while Greg played with her clit and soon they had
earth shattering orgasms, frightening little Jeanette.

   After Jeanette was comforted Jackie told her that she and Greg felt
really good and that's why the acted that way.  Jackie and Jeanette
showered together while Greg confiscated Jeanette's petticoat.  He took his
shower when they were through.

   "Where's my petticoat?" Cried Jeanette, looking where she thought she
had left it.

   "It was here, I think." Jackie said, smiling at Greg.

   "I don't think it was here when I got in the shower." Greg said.

   Everybody looked all over but the missing petticoat was nowhere to be
found.



   Chapter Nine - All By Myself

   That night, after everyone was asleep, Greg pulled the two petticoats
out from their hiding place under the bed and laid them beside himself.  He
pulled his boxer shorts down and took his new acquisition and laid it over
his prick, which was already strong and hard and seeping oil from it's
glands.

   He held the petticoat to his face to savor the remnants of little
Jeanette's aromas.  He sniffed deeply.  Hers was a more pungent aroma that
was Jackie's, but it didn't have the same kind of character or bouquet as
that of his sister's and it didn't have the same effect on his senses.

   He played with Jeanette's petticoat for a while, dragging it over his
penis, but it didn't have the weight nor the body of his sister's, either.
So, he tucked it under the bed to give it to Jackie, to give it back to
Jeanette, saying they found it, probably saving the child from
embarrassment or punishment.

   He smelled his sister's petticoat, taking in a deep breath and yes, it
had lost some of the potency of the fragrance from not being worn for a
while.  He thought that he would have to have Jackie have her slip washed
and wear it for him for a day to replenish it precious properties.

   Nonetheless, he held it by the straps and dragged it repeatedly over his
dick, until it accomplished it's mission.  His dick was oozing oil, so much
that it was dripping down the shaft as he took it in hand and began
massaging it ever so slowly.  Oh, the feeling was getting heavy and he
wished that his sister could be here to enjoy the moment.  And that
reminded him of what his sister had said about coming inside of her pussy.

   "Then shoot it all inside of me and we'll both feel great."

   With that, he decided not to remove the petticoat when he was going to
cum; instead he would cum into the garment, increasing the pleasure.

   Slowly, the feeling gained momentum and strength and the moment had
come. The tip of his dick felt as if it were on fire; it burned hotter and
hotter, until, at last a jolt wracked his body and his dick contracted,
then exploded with force, shooting boiling hot semen into the soft nylon
petticoat.  After three or four jolts, he had to hold his hand still,
because the feeling was more powerful than he could stand.  Pulse after
powerful pulse shot semen into the folds of the precious material.

   A few moments passed and as the tremors subsided, he resumed stroking
his penis to enjoy the fading, less powerful expansions and contractions of
the orgasm.  He lay breathless on the bed and soon fell asleep.

   Chapter - 10 Three For Fun

   The next day, Sunday, Jeanette's mother asked Jackie if she and her
brother could baby sit Jeanette, because they wanted to go on a nighttime
excursion with some friends.

   "We'll pay you." Her mother said.  "I would like the two of you for the
job, because we won't be back until after midnight.  Y'all can sleep at our
house, or we can bring Jeanette over to your house.  How much will you
charge?"

   Jackie was excited and called Greg.

   "Jeanette's mom wants us to baby sit for her tonight.  She wants to know
if we will do it at her house or ours.  You come and talk to her."

   Greg thought on the way to the door about what to do and decided to tell
her that they would prefer doing it at their house, because they would be
asleep and have to get up to walk home.

   "That's fine." She said.  "How much do you charge?"

   Greg looked at Jackie and asked.  "How much?"

   Jackie thought a moment and said, "Two dollars."

   "OK." Her mother said.  "Come over about six-thirty for supper."

   "OK." Greg said.  "Thank you."

   Greg and Jackie took separate baths, because most of the family was at
home on Sunday and they walked over to Jeanette's house at about six
fifteen.  Jeanette's parents left right before seven o'clock and Greg
locked the front and back doors, so they wouldn't be surprised by any
visitors.  The trio watched television for a little while, cuddling on the
couch, feeling one another up.  About seven-thirty, they were so worked up
and hot for sex, they disappeared into Jeanette's bed room and undressed.
Greg insisted they leave the door open a little, in case her parent's came
home earlier than planned.

   Greg spread out on the little bed with a girl on each side.  He played
with their cunts, while they played with his penis.  Jeanette wanted to be
fucked first incase it wouldn't go in again, so they could try until it did
go in.

   Everybody took their places like before and Jeanette, with pussy soaking
wet, sat down over Greg's cock, which was hard as steel, while Jackie
positioned herself to guide his penis in.

   Jeanette slid back and forth over Greg's member and as before it went in
a little with each movement.  Greg felt it was going in nicely and
suggested he get on top.  They traded places and Greg guided it in, little
by little.  Jeanette's hymen broke, so Jackie went for w wet washrag and
wiped up the blood.

   "Did it hurt?" Greg asked.

   "It hurt a little, but it's gone now." Jeanette answered.

   Greg continued massaging his penis into the little girls cunt and had
almost all of it inside.  The feeling was fantastic.  He laid forward, over
the little girl's body almost making her invisible beneath him.  He pushed
in and pulled out of the tight hole that enveloped his prick.

   Pretty soon, his prick lurched or popped all the way into her eager
cunt, causing her to make a little grunt.

   "Did that hurt, sweetheart?" He asked.

   "It more surprised me that hurt.  Your thing feels real good inside of
me." She cooed.

   While Greg gyrated inside of the little girl's tight cunt.  All the way
in and almost all the way out, over and over and the feelings built with
each trust, Jackie was rubbing and fondling his balls.

   Jeanette started writhing back and over the bed, moaning louder and
louder, both were breathing hard.  Her arms wrapped around Greg's chest
like a vise, squeezing him so tight, he couldn't breath.

   He pulled away from her and she started screaming.

   "Ow..., Oh..., Eee... " She bellowed.  "Aghhh..."

   Jackie squelched the screams, putting her hand over the tormented girl's
mouth.

   Greg knew he was doing a good job, pleasing the little six year old.

   Jeanette choked... "Oh gawd.  I'm going to die."

   Greg felt the semen in his groin coming to a boil and he knew it
wouldn't be long before it would erupt, sending red hot semen down the
little girl's tunnel of love.  He put his arms around the girl, holding her
tightly against him as the first and biggest explosion hit his sensitive
cock.  He thrust forward, driving his swollen prick deep into her cunt,
disgorging his hot semen into her body.  She screamed as her cunt
contracted, squeezing his cock in it's vice grip, sucking every ounce of
the deliciously hot liquid into her ravaged cunt.  He held his body against
hers, pinning his dick deep in the crevice, trying to prevent any movement
of his prick, because the feeling was too great to bear.  They were both
out of breath, exhausted, breathing uncontrollably.

   As Greg and Jeanette struggled to get though the body wracking orgasms,
Jackie was massaged her clit and came to a smashing orgasm, matching
theirs. The three of them lay collapsed on the little bed, hold in each
other, exhausted.  Breathing hard.

   Eventually, everyone went to the bathroom to pee.  They were in much
better spirits when they returned.  Greg told the girls that they must
clean Janette's pussy out because her hymen had just been broken and he
came in her cunt, so they all went to the bathroom to do that.  Jackie and
Jeanette took a shower after that and returned to the bedroom.  Greg was
napping.

   It was ten-thirty and everyone was tired, so they all got comfortable
and went to sleep on the little bed.  They didn't hear Janette's parent's
come home.

   -30- Laissez les bon temps roulez Let the good times roll Frenchie

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