Author: Jon Piters Title: A Morning Episode Summary: Tom is a hormone loaded 13 year old who plots to get his 10 year old sister naked. Keywords: mg inc A Morning Episode (c) 2016 Jon Piters Tom is a hormone loaded 13 year old who plots to get his 10 year old sister naked. (mg inc) Tom was a pretty average 13 year old boy: constantly horny but constantly frustrated by his lack of progress with girls in his class at school. Although he had only cum for the first time 6 months ago when his first wet dream revealed the fun potential of his cock, he was now firmly hooked on wanking and rubbed himself off at least twice a say. Tom was particularly frustrated today. It was the first day of the summer holidays, which meant he wasn't even going to have the chance to lust after the young bodies of his classmates. His parents had both gone out to work and he could hear his kid sister watching cartoons on the TV in the living room. Tom was still in bed, occasionally rubbing at his semi-hard cock as he considered the boring weeks stretching ahead. How it had changed; a year ago he was happy to look forward to six weeks of freedom from school. Playing games with his sister, Lindy, roaming around together on their bikes. Now all he could think about was jerking off. Tom sighed and pulled the covers off his head. Squinting against the bright sunlight he was startled to see his sister standing at the foot of his bed. “When are you getting up? You're missing all the programmes.” Tom scowled, “How many times do I have to tell you to knock before coming in my room?” “Sorry,” she said in that irritating sing-song tone she used when not at all sorry, “Get up sleepy head. Mum said you had to cut the lawn before she got back.” Tom groaned, “Go away, it's too early. Come back and wake me at 10.” With a sniff and a poke of her tongue Lindy retreated to the living room. Tom peered at his alarm clock. Just enough time for a morning wank. He started to stroke his cock in earnest but stopped, sweating in the early summer heat. Throwing off the covers irritably he rolled out of bed shedding his pyjamas and stretching naked in front of the mirrored door of his wardrobe. He turned this way and that examining his body. A bit too thin and gangly as he seemed to have shot up in height a lot recently but, happily, none of the acne that cursed some of his friends. He was no sportsman but he wasn't carrying the extra flab common among many Coke and burger-guzzling boys of his age. He turned to admire his profile and the cock which was his pride and joy. Tom was just over 5' tall and his cock, currently rock hard and throbbing in anticipation, was a little over 3½” long “3¾ inches” he thought, glancing at the ruler on his desk, “Soon be 4 inches.” He ran his fingers over the sparse growth of hair around the base of his cock and wished he had more like some of his friends. Tom glanced again at his clock, he'd have to hurry before his sister came back. As he reached for his cock he suddenly stopped. Lindy… She was only 10 years old and his kid sister but she was a girl. He thought back. It must be more than 4 years since he had seen her naked when their parents decided it was time they stopped sharing a bath and Lindy became a lot less prone to wandering around without clothes. Not that he'd thought about it at the time. He closed his eyes for a moment trying to picture his sister's body but he couldn't actually remember. Tom's mind raced. How could he persuade his sister to take her clothes off? She certainly wouldn't just do it if asked nicely. He checked the time again. Hell, almost too late. He didn't even consider that he had six weeks to think about it. It had to happen today, now! Lindy would be back in a minute to nag him about getting up… That was it! Tom hurried to his drawers and pulled a pair of pants out then moved back to stand where he would be visible to anyone opening the door. Sweating a little, he nervously checked the clock again. Any second now. He stood poised as if about to pull on his pants and waited. He heard the sound of his sister's footsteps on the stairs. Now if only she ignored his instructions to not enter his room. Right on cue, the door banged open and his sister barged in. “Tom, it's...” She stopped in midflow, staring at her brother, eyes drawn magnetically to his cock. Blushing furiously she jerked back to life. “Oh, sorry! I didn't mean...” she started to turn away. “Stop! How many times have I told you! Now you come barging in when I'm dressing! I'm going to tell Mum” Tom put on his most angry voice and scowled at his sister's back seeing from the corner of his eye that she was watching him in the mirror. “Please, Tom, don't say anything.” Lindy began to turn to face him then stopped confused about what to do for the best. “Turn round and talk to me face to face! You've already seen me naked so it won't make any difference now.” Lindy turned and started to sob, “Please, Tom. I'm sorry. I'll never do it again just don't tell Mum. I'll do anything to make it up to you.” Tom paused as if considering, “Well maybe you didn't mean it but it's still not right. You've seen me naked and,” he gestured to his hard cock, “all horny.” Lindy's eyes were again glued to Tom's cock. She suddenly jerked her gaze away guiltily. “Tom, just tell me what I can do. Do you want me to cut the lawn for you? For the whole holidays?” “You're looking at my cock again! Are you some sort of pervert spying on her brother?” The tears were running freely down Lindy's cheeks. “I've got to tell Mum about this.” “No!!!” wailed Lindy, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please!!!” Tom chewed on his lip, “There's only one thing I can think of to make it right. You should take off your clothes so I can see you naked then we'll be even.” Lindy drew a shuddering breath. This appealed to her childish sense of fairness. “Will that really make it right? You won't say anything to Mum or Dad?” Tom's cock was wilting; he really didn't like to see his sister crying. “If we're even then there's nothing to tell, is there?” He handed her a tissue, “Dry your eyes and blow your nose. You won't be very pretty with red eyes and a runny nose.” Lindy smiled faintly, “Do you think I am pretty?” Surprised, Tom looked at his sister with fresh eyes. Glossy brunette hair brushing her shoulders, warm hazel eyes, full red lips. His eyes moved downwards. Budding breasts just starting to push again the tight material of her crisp white blouse. Long, slim legs below her short denim shirt ending in dainty feet clad in short white socks and glossy black pumps. “Yes. Actually you are very pretty.” He sighed; he couldn't do this. “I'm sorry Lindy. I shouldn't have made you cry. You don't need to do anything for me. I won't say anything to Mum. Promise.” Lindy rushed over to hug him tightly. “Tom, you're lovely but a deal is a deal. It wouldn't be fair otherwise.” She moved away slightly, then paused. “Shall I do it now?” Tom was frozen with indecision but Lindy took this as an affirmative. He could only watch as his sister hesitantly unzipped her skirt and allowed it to drop to the floor. She muttered quiet, and childish, curses as it caught on her shoes. Kicking them off, she flipped the skirt into the corner followed by her socks. Tom drew in a sharp breath, the tight white panties peeking from beneath the edge of her blouse did nothing to conceal her slim hips or the length of her trim legs. Lindy's hand went to the buttons of her blouse. A slight blush lit her cheeks and a faint sheen of perspiration sprang up on her upper lip. She slowly opened the fastenings and allowed the blouse to fall open revealing her budding breasts. Really no more than swellings behind her nipples—which Tom noted were standing out rock hard—they were just enough to give a hint of the curves to come. Lindy cast the blouse onto Tom's bed then, with a defiant glint in her eyes, hooked her thumbs into her panties and slipped them off in a single smooth motion. “Ta daaa!” She exclaimed, posing with arms raised. “How's that?” She pirouetted prettily as Tom's gaze roamed over her body. Tom was struck dumb. His sister wasn't pretty, she was beautiful. As she moved her hair swung to brush her shoulders, framing her face perfectly. Her little breasts barely broke the smooth line of her chest running down across her abdomen to the lovely V of her smooth pussy. No. He caught himself. There was just the hint of a dark hair or two appearing at the top of her pussy. Her slim hips and shapely legs showed the benefits of her long love of gymnastics. Even her toes were beautiful, he thought. Tom's cock was again fully hard and throbbing. A drop of precum dribbled from the end and fell on the carpet. Lindy pointed, “Is that getting hard because I'm pretty?” Still unable to speak, Tom just nodded. “Do you want to see inside my pussy then? It doesn't seem fair that I can see all your bits and you can't see mine.” Tom simply stared wide eyed. Lindy reclined on his bed and spread her legs, “Come on Tom, take a closer look.” She commanded, opening the lips of her sweet little pussy with her fingers. “I want us to be even.” Tom stumbled forward and dropped to his knees. Only inches away from his sister's pussy he examined it in detail as her fingers slowly moved, caressing herself and occasionally straying to rub at what Tom guessed to be her clitoris. He could smell a faint warm musky aroma rising from Lindy's pussy—or maybe it was just his imagination. Enraptured, he was startled from his observations by his sister's next words. “Tom, can you shoot stuff out of your thing?” She pointed down at his cock. “The girls say that older boys can do that but none of the boys in my class can.” She swallowed guiltily, “At least that's what the other girls say...” Tom cleared his throat noisily, “Yes,” he managed to croak, “I've been able to do it for nearly six months.” “Tommy,” Lindy used their childhood pet name in a wheedling voice, “could you do it for me? I've never seen it happen before.” Tom was torn. Much as he would love to wank right now it just wouldn't be right. “I can't. You're my sister. We've already done too much.” “Please, Tommy. I promise I'll never tell anyone. You can touch me if you like. Pleeeeease!” Almost of their own volition, Tom's hands moved out to touch his sister. Running over her pert titties and hard nipples they soon found their way to her cute little pussy. For the first time ever his fingers slipped between the warm folds of a girl and he felt the moisture gathering there. He slid onto the bed beside her and explored every part of her body: small firm breasts, so smooth skin of her neck and back, the slim yet gentled rounded buttocks, he hesitated momentarily, the pretty pink rosebud of her anus, firmly muscled thighs and back to the wonder of her pussy. Tom ached to kiss his sister but knew that would be too much. Tom slumped back, balls aching from the prolonged excitement, cock hot and hard to the touch, precum already pooling on his belly. “Do you want to see now, Lindy?” She nodded and moved closer as he began to work on his cock. He could feel her breath on his chest and the soft tickle of her hair as she moved. “Do you want to help me finish?” He whispered, “I'm nearly ready to shoot for you.” He felt Lindy's head nod against his chest and her faintly shaking hand reached out. She wrapped her fingers tentatively around his cock and tried to imitate the motions she had just watched. Tom placed his hand over hers, guiding her into the right rhythm. “That's it, Lindy. Keep going, I'm nearly there.” Tom lay back watching as his little sister wanked him. It was never going to last very long and he soon felt the familiar pressure building up. “A bit faster now, Lindy. It's coming any second.” Lindy increased her pace and Tom passed the point of no return. “Oh, I'm cumming right nowwww!” With a tremendous surge he arched his back as his whole body seemed to spasm through his cock. Stream after stream of hot sticky cum shot across his chest, Lindy's face, hair and hands. Finally able to breathe again Tom slumped back. “Sorry, Lindy. I should have warned you to move a bit further away. I don't normally shoot that much.” Heedless of the cum dribbling down her face, Lindy stared open-mouthed at Tom's cock. “Wow! That was amazing. Thanks so much for doing that for me.” She licked a drop of cum absent-mindedly from her lip. Catching sight of herself in the mirror she giggled. “I guess I'd better get cleaned up.” With a swing of the hip she gathered her clothes and left Tom's room. Lindy was true to her word. She never came into Tom's room again without knocking. Neither of them ever said anything to their parents or to each other of the events of the summer morning. Sadly for Tom, however much he tried to manoeuvre the situation, Lindy never offered a repeat performance. Happily, the incident with his sister did bear some fruit. With a sudden interest in gymnastics, not at all related to a desire to ogle his sister in a leotard, in time he came to be friends with many of her team mates and, as these things go, found himself pairing off with a beautiful young athlete closer to his own age. And so, as they say, they all lived happily ever after… but still, in the dark of the night, it was Lindy's image that flashed across Tom's mind as he wanked. This is a work of fiction inspired by true events. The author does not condone or encourage incestuous or exploitative relationships and offers this story solely for the purpose of adult fantasy entertainment.