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 What Katie Wants

   "Bye, Mommy!  Have fun!" Jeffrey found himself gritting his teeth as his
five-year-old sister's shrill squeal penetrated his head.  He loved Katie,
desperately, but his nerves were on edge and the little girl's shriek
wasn't helping.  The fourteen-year-old grinned nervously at his baby
sister, then looked at his mother and uncle as they left with a last
backward glance.  It was the first time the teenager had been left in
charge of the house for the whole evening.  "Now, remember what I told you
kids," their mother said.  "I don't want you waiting up.  We plan to make
this a late night, so you'd better be asleep when we get back." "Yes,
Mommy," said Jeffrey.  "We'll be in bed, stacked like cordwood as usual."
"Uh-huh," grinned their mother.  Everybody was aware that the little girl
never felt so comfortable as when she was using her brother as a mattress.
"Come ON, Andi!" exclaimed Uncle Dave.  "They'll be fine!" And they were
gone.  Jeffrey turned to his little sister to find her already pulling the
oversized tee-shirt that she wore like a dress up her body, revealing that
she was wearing nothing under it.  "Hang on, there, Munchkin," he said. 
"You've gotta stay dressed until the pizza is delivered." Katie pouted but
dropped her shirt-hem to cover herself.  They were authorized to order
pizza and side dishes from the local pizzeria.  After fourteen years of
dedicated single motherhood, their mother was finally getting out to have
some fun on her own.  Her younger brother had been with them every step of
the way and they all loved him.  Jeffrey was glad that his uncle was there
to insist that his mother get some downtime.  He got the menu off of the
refrigerator door and called, prompted by his baby sister, and ordered
right up to the limit of the money they'd been left, minus what Mommy had
set aside for a tip.  Then they settled down on the couch to wait.  Jeffrey
stretched out on the couch and Katie crawled up his body to settle on his
chest.  His hand cupped her bare bottom and she wriggled appreciatively
before kissing him several times over his face.  Her mouth finally landed
on his and they let their tongues caress each other.  "Yummy," said Katie
into his mouth.  Everything had conspired to make Jeffrey and Katie closer
than other siblings.  For one thing, there was the youth of their mother.
She had become pregnant as a teenaged schoolgirl by a boy she refused to
name, saying that she did not want him to have a hand in rearing the child
which she intended to keep.  She had been the child's chief caretaker while
she finished school and took her degree at a local state college.  She had
lived at home where her parents could help, but she was determined to be
independent and had moved out soon after graduation, first to a small
apartment and then to their present house as her career took off.  Through
it all, her little brother was there to lend a hand, help around the house,
babysit and the like.  Then, when Jeffrey was eight, she was pregnant
again. She continued her prior policy of keeping the father's identity to
herself, and soon she had given Jeffrey a little sister.  She made it clear
that she had chosen to have another baby and would probably have more.  By
now she had transitioned in her career to a consultancy of her own and had
so arranged it that she could give time to her kids.  She kept an office to
see clients in, but did most of her work at home where she could watch her
baby and be there to greet Jeffrey when he got home from school.  And now
she had Jeffrey to help.  At a little after three each day when he got
home, she would hand Katie off to him.  Which is the other thing that drove
the two children together so closely.  Andi Locke seemed determined to
involve her nine-year-old son unusually deeply in his little sister's
care.. Fortunately, her son had fallen desperately in love at first sight
with his sister.  When her crib was put into his room, he didn't question
it but became her caretaker.  When she would whimper at night, he would be
up at her side before she could cry, hand in her diaper to check for
wetness.  If she needed it, he would change her.  If she was hungry he
would take her to their mother to nurse.  Otherwise, he would cuddle and
comfort her until she slept again.  Often Andi would come into their room
in the morning and find Katie sleeping in the bed, usually on Jeffrey's
chest.  And when Katie learned to climb out of her crib, she slept in her
brother's bed from then on.  From about eighteen months on, it seemed no
mere crib-bars could hold her.  The crib was removed and Jeffrey's single
bed was replaced with a full, with a blue vinyl sheet on the mattress under
the pad in case of leaks.  It wasn't too long before Katie leaned to remove
her diapers.  After all, "Jeffy" as she called her brother slept without
clothes, so why shouldn't she.  Soon she was peeing directly on her
brother, who would get them up, wash them both, change the sheet and pad
and settle them back to sleep.  Katie seemed to realize the extra effort
she was costing her beloved brother and apparently made an extra effort to
stay dry, shaking Jeffy awake when she needed to pee so that they could go
to the bathroom together.  Soon their bathroom trips became fun interludes,
involving pee-play and fondling, followed by washing up and back to bed. 
From the very beginning, Jeffrey gave Katie almost every bath she ever had.
As soon as she was big enough for the tub, she would climb in to shower
with him, and when he bathed her she would nag him into the tub, tugging at
his clothes and coaxing him until he undressed and joined her, sliding
together in the warm water.  Jeffrey was ten and Katie was not quite two
when he woke up one night and found her sucking his cock.  Apparently she
had decided that this was a nipple of some sort and was using it as a
pacifier.  Of course it became erect, which surprised and delighted Katie.
And when she realized that her Jeffy was awake and enjoying her
ministrations, she laughed and sucked more enthusiastically, bringing him
to a dry climax, his first.  In exchange, he started to kiss, suck and lick
her little pussy until she fell asleep.  From then on, they were manual and
oral lovers as well as pee-pals, even drinking each other's pee on occasion
rather than getting up in the night.  Now they were lying on the couch
waiting for their food, cuddling and kissing and loving each other,
Jeffrey's hand cupping his baby sister's bottom and stroking her cunnie
lips, feeling the slick juices slide under his fingers.  He had delighted
in the obvious pleasure that his sister showed as he played with her, and
he loved how she enjoyed making him happy.  She had received his first
clear ejaculate a few weeks after that first night and was soon swallowing
his cream with apparent relish.  Meantime, Jeffrey's oral loving of Katie's
cunnie was encouraging its early development, teaching it how to juice like
a grown-up pussy, the upshot of which was that Katie had had her first real
orgasm just a few days earlier.  Which is what had led to Jeffrey's current
nerve-wracking situation.  His reverie was interrupted by the doorbell. 
Katie was nuzzling his neck just below his ear, so it's fortunate that she
sat up before shrieking, "Pizza!" Her new position had her sitting on his
hand, his middle finger in her cleft and pressing against her hymen,
little-girl juices drooling out into the palm.  Jeffrey pulled his hand
free, to Katie's giggle, and decided mischievously not to wipe it off.  He
stood up, causing Katie to roll off onto the couch with her legs in the air
and her bare lower half exposed.  As she recovered, her brother dug the
bills out of his pocket and transferred them to his wet hand, showing Katie
what he was doing, then answered the door.  After a moment of fumbling in
exchanging insulated boxes of pizza, salad, soft breadsticks and bottled
cola for the money and a grin from the teenager delivering them for the
adorable tot sitting demurely on the couch, the door was closed.  Then,
after a few seconds, Jeffrey peeked out the window next to the door. 
"What's he doing," gasped Katie as she slid into a kneeling position where
she could look under her brother.  "He's smelling the money," chuckled
Jeffrey.  "Does he know he's smelling me?" asked the little girl through
suppressed laughter.  "He doesn't know what he's smelling," said Jeffrey.
"Even if he's got a girlfriend, she doesn't smell like you.  She'd be a lot
funkier.  And I guarantee you, that dweeb does NOT have a girlfriend!" They
picked up boxes of food and trooped into the kitchen.  As soon as she had
deposited the bottle of soda she was carrying on the kitchen table, Katie
stripped out of her only garment and decisively tossed it onto a chair. 
"There!" she declared.  "You too, Jeffy.  Get naked, now." Grinning,
Jeffrey removed the tee-shirt and track shorts he was wearing and dropped
them on top of Katie's shirt, then turned and revealed his erection. 
"Ooh!" cooed Katie, reaching up to grab it.  "Now?" "Nuh-uh!" said her
brother.  "First we eat, then clean up, then our bath and then bed." "And
then FUCK!" squealed Katie.  Jeffrey shuddered.  "And then fuck," he said,
acknowledging the corner that he'd painted himself into.  Not that he found
the prospect of sex with Katie distasteful, but his greatest fear was
hurting the child.  Don't ever let me hurt you, he would say.  If I EVER do
anything that hurts, tell me and I'll stop.  If anything he ever did hurt
his baby sister, he was certain he couldn't live.  Except this was going to
hurt, and they both knew it.  Jeffrey looked at the sexy baby sitting next
to him at the table eating antipasto salad with her fingers and nibbling
her slice of pizza.  He had allowed her a twelve ounce class of cola which
she was sipping through a flexible straw.  He figured the caffeine and
sugar would wear off in time for her to be asleep by the time their mother
got home and would keep her buzzing, and peeing, through their lovemaking
session.  It was during one of those bedtime frolics the week before that
the chain of events leading to this evening was set into motion.  They were
on their bed in a nest of old towels and Jeffrey was blissfully munching on
Katie's pussy when her coos and moans began to change.  Soon she was
panting and groaning, crying, "Oh, Jeffy, oh!  Oh, wow, Jeffy!  What?  What
is it?  OH, JEFFY!  AAAWW!  JEFFYYYY!" as she came, spectacularly, for the
first time in her young life.  Her legs wrapped around her big brother's
head and her little fingers clenched in his hair, dragging him deeper into
her crotch as though she wanted to pull him clear into her pussy. 
Fragrant, viscous nectar flowed from her cunnie and into his mouth, along
with occasional squirts of little-girl pee, and he slurped it all up like a
cat lapping cream.  He was still licking when she went limp, her legs
unfurling onto his back and her hands releasing his hair and caressing his
head.  "Ohhh, Jeffy," she sighed.  "Lets never stop doing this.  Is this
what mommies and daddies do?  Cause I wanna do this forever!" Jeffrey
grinned at her over the soft swell of her tummy.  He put the tip of his
finger into her cunnie and pushed gently against her virgin membrane. 
"Daddies put their cocks inside mommies' coochies, way inside, and squirt
their jism inside to help the mommies make babies," he said.  "That's why
mommies and daddies are all grownups." "Oh, Jeffy, put it in!" she cried.
"I want your cockie inside me!  PLEASE?" "Oh, no, Katie!" exclaimed
Jeffrey. "Sweetie, if I do that, I've gotta tear through this!" He pushed a
little harder on her hymen until she winced.  "It would hurt and bleed!"
"Ow," she said softly, almost thoughtfully.  Then, "Does it hurt the
mommies?" "Well," Jeffrey frowned, "I guess the first time it hurts every
girl." "So if I wanna be a mommy, it's gonna hurt?" she asked.  "You mean
if you wanna fuck?  Have sex?" Katie nodded.  "It's gonna hurt the first
time," he said.  "It always does." "Then DO it!" she squealed.  "I wanna
fuck the first time, so a can fuck the NEXT time!  'Cause it won't hurt the
next time, right?" "Well, I guess," Jeffrey said, a little alarmed.  "Will
it feel like when you licked me, just now?" she asked hopefully. 
"Actually, it's supposed to be better," he said vaguely and fell backwards.
He suddenly had a very excited five-year-old on his chest.  "BETTER?" she
shrieked.  "NO WAY!  Oh, Jeffy, I wanna fuck NOW!" "Jeffrey?" Mommy's voice
came faintly down the hall.  "Is Katie alright, Honey?" Katie was
straddling his chest with wide eyes and both hands over her mouth, giggling
desperately, blowing snot bubbles out her nose and squirting pee onto his
belly.  "Sorry, Mommy," called her brother.  "We just got silly!" "Well,
settle down," their mother said.  "Okay," he called, rolling his little
sister down next to him on the bed.  "We're gonna go to sleep now." "We
gonna fuck now?" whispered Katie.  "Nope," said Jeffrey.  "We're gonna go
to sleep, now, like we said.  We can't take a chance that you'll get noisy
again, either from going OW-OW-OW or from going off like you just did,
here. I don't feel comfortable fucking you if Mommy's here, at least the
first time." "But you'll fuck me when Mommy's not here?" she murmured
drowsily It was past bedtime and she was losing the fight.  "Sure,
Sweetie," he replied.  "Now, c'mere and gimme a cuddle." He gathered her to
him and hugged her close, mopping them up with one of the towels.  She
wriggled until she was plastered against him and was quickly asleep.  And
that, thought Jeffrey, was that.  And THAT it was until two days ago when
their Uncle Dave burst in, bubbling over with enthusiasm, and TOLD his
sister that she was going out on the town with him that coming Friday and
shake off the gloom.  "You are turning into a workaholic!" he exclaimed. 
"And you aren't doing yourself OR those kids any good making MY big sister
into a drudge!  Take a break!  Come on, go dancing with me!" "Yeah, Mommy!"
Jeffrey had said.  "Cut yourself some slack!  How long is it since you went
out dancing?  I think the last time you danced was when you taught me!"
"Mommy, have fun!" squealed Katie, jumping up and down.  She wasn't too
clear on the issues, here, but she wanted her mommy to be happy.  And there
was a further agenda seething behind her huge blue eyes.  "Oh, okay!"
laughed Andi.  She acted like she'd been coerced into it, but by this point
she was thoroughly caught up in the idea.  "Jeffrey, can you handle an
all-nighter with Katie?  I mean, I won't be out till dawn or anything, but
I will be coming home WAY past your bedtime.  We're gonna close a couple of
clubs!" "I don't think we'll have any problems," he grinned, turning to
Katie.  The grin froze on his face.  It wasn't the smile on Katie's mouth
that grabbed him, it was the intensity in her eyes.  For the first time in
his fourteen years, he found himself sweating and shivering at the same
time.  He decided he liked it.  So here he was, cleaning up, packing away
leftover pizza and salad while Katie zoomed around, "helping," really
getting in the way, powered by a glass of sugary fruit-drink on top of the
caffeinated soda and frantic to get done and get on with it.  Finally,
everything was put away and the dishes were in the dishwasher and Jeffrey
put out his hand at arms length and Katie grabbed his hand with both of
hers and climbed him like a giggly pink monkey and wrapped both arms around
his neck and both legs just under his ribs, straddling his hip "Bath time!"
she shrieked.  Jeffrey felt a tiny squirt as she did and warm pee trickled
gently down his side.  He figured he'd better get them into the bathroom
before all the fluid came out in a rush.  Tucking his hand under her
bottom, he slipped his fingers up into her warm, wet crotch.  He then slid
his middle finger up the length of her cleft until he reached her tiny pick
anus and pushed.  "Oooh!" she squeaked.  "In!  In, in, in!" But her brother
decided to tease her.  He wanted her so turned on that she would hardly
notice the sting of her deflowering.  He left his fingertip just where it
was and headed for the bathroom, jogging loosely and bouncing her up and
down, eliciting a squeak and a squirt on each bounce.  He barely made it to
the vinyl floor of the bathroom before the dribbles passed his ankle and
reached the floor.  He climbed into the big sunken tub and repositioned
her, her belly to his chest, his arms around her bottom and the small of
her back, and hugged HARD!  She squealed and flooded his front, her bottom
thrusting involuntarily as her cunnie rubbed on his skin while she had her
first orgasm of the night.  Even though her brother was now getting her off
several times a day, Katie had become an enthusiastic masturbatrix, getting
herself off manually or by frottage against anything handy whenever she had
an idle moment, even diddling herself to climax sitting at the table that
day at lunch, going, "Mph, mph, mph!" and biting her lower lip not five
feet away from their mother, but although Mommy had looked at her daughter
in perplexity no word had been said, much to Jeffrey's amazement.  In fact,
beyond that one hard look, presumably to assure herself the little girl was
not having a seizure, Andrea had taken no further notice.  But now it was
after six and supper was done, so this pee-soaked climax was, in fact, the
first of the night.  Jeffrey turned on the water and adjusted it while his
baby lover clung to him, then turned around before he opened the shower
valve so that he caught the first frigid blast on his back.  When the warm
water was flowing steadily, he turned and set Katie under the steamy
cascade and rinsed the pee off them both before soaping them up.  Once they
were rinsed clean all over, Jeffrey started the big tub filling, adding a
spicy scented bath oil rather than the usual lavender salts with their
soporific effect.  Settling back in the water, Jeffrey pulled Katie onto
his chest and began stroking her back and bottom, stopping once in a while
to tickle her bottom and cunnie.  "Mmm," she sighed, then, "I'm gonna pee
some more." "Okay," her brother agreed, even as he felt the warm stream on
his belly under the water.  He reached under and caught the stream on his
fingers and played with it, stoking her clittie at the same time.  Using
the fragrant slickness of the oily water, he worked his thumb into the ring
of her anus, causing her to tremble with excitement, and began working it
in and out, getting deeper with each thrust until he was palm deep in her
bottom.  "Oooh, Jeffy!" moaned the five-year-old.  "Can you fuck me there?"
"Yeah, sometime," murmured her brother.  "Not tonight, if you wanna get
fucked in your pussy." She popped up to look into his face.  "Now?" she
asked.  "Can we fuck now?" "Okay," laughed the fourteen-year-old.  "Let's
get out." He waited until she stood up, then started the tub draining. 
Lifting her out, he grabbed the big, fluffy towel and dried them both.  The
little girl tried to pull him from the room by his erection while he
sprayed after-shower spray over the surfaces of the enclosure.  Eventually
she won out and led him to bed.  Katie clambered onto the bed and threw
herself backward to flop onto the pillows, arms and legs thrown wide. 
"Now!" she exclaimed.  "Fuck me NOW!" Jeffrey smiled, but first went to the
dresser and opened the bottom drawer and took out an old bath towel and an
even older, wear-softened flour-sack towel.  He put the folded terrycloth
towel under Katie's bottom, lifting her by her ankles with one hand which
made her giggle.  Then he covered the rough terry with the soft cotton
before lowering her bottom onto the pad.  "Remember what I told you?" he
said.  "When I fuck you the first time, it will hurt and you will bleed. 
Are you sure you want to do this?" "Yef!" she lisped.  "Please!" Jeffrey
smiled and crawled up the bed until his face was between her thighs and
gently kissed her pussy, reveling in the impossible softness of her puffy
little mott and her slick labia before he slipped his tongue through the
gap into the sweet cleft beyond.  He began to give his baby sister the most
devotedly expert eating-out she had ever had.  He was determined to build
her an orgasm that would wipe out any pain.  He also wanted to come the
instant he got all the way into her.  He knew he would regain his erection
almost immediately, if he lost it at all.  But all of his attention was
focused on the tiny girl writhing under him.  She had been his only lover.
He was not an expert in cunnilingus.  He was an expert in Katie.  Soon the
little girl was bucking and mewling in orgasm.  Jeffrey kept licking and
sucking and kissing, slurping up the honey that flowed from Katie's cunnie
and bringing her to climax again and again.  When she'd reached the point
of one continuous orgasm, he raised his head and moved up over her, resting
on one elbow while the other hand worked the head of his cock into the lips
of her little vulva.  He was still waiting for the growth spurt he'd heard
about and wasn't all that big, but she was TINY!  For a moment he
hesitated, but he had promised, he knew she wanted this and HE wanted it.
Pressing forward, he felt his glans slip into her vagina.  Everything down
there was so wet and slippery that he felt virtually no friction until the
crown of his cock encountered her virgin membrane.  There was a moment of
stretching, then the little girl's hymen gave way and he slipped inside. 
"Ow," said Katie, almost conversationally.  Then, "Oooh!  Oh, Jeffy!" as he
bottomed out against her cervix.  Her spasming pussy gripped and released
on his rigid cock and he began to come.  He pumped in an out a half dozen
times and then pressed home and held as his jism washed her inside.  He
waited until he was finished coming and then raised himself enough that he
could look down at her face lying just under his chest.  She was beaming.
She smiled up at him with tears in her eyes.  "You okay, Sweetie?" he
asked. "Oh, Jeffy, it's wonderful!" she gushed.  "Can we do it some more?"
"Sure," Jeffrey laughed and began sliding in and out.  His cock had begun
to deflate, but as he expected it began to grow again.  The combination of
spunk and little-girl juices lubricated her so thoroughly that he glided
easily in spite of her incredible tightness, and his expanding cock
stretched her pussy out gently.  Before he knew it he was back in full
motion and she had joined him, thrusting back at him enthusiastically, her
legs as far around him as they would go, her heels hooked behind his
ass-cheeks like they did on the monkey-bars when she hung by her ankles. 
She couldn't reach to put her arms around his neck, had nowhere to put her
hands.  She caressed his chest, pressed her palms against it, gripped his
arms and reached up to stroke and pet his face, all the while moaning and
gasping and babbling, trying to express what she hadn't even learned the
words for yet.  "Oh, Jeffy!" she cried ecstatically.  "Oh, Jeffy!  I love
you, Jeffy!  Oh, Jeffy!" She rocked her hips up and back, pressing her
clitoris against the base of her brother's cock, thrusting onto him and
bouncing along with his movement.  Within moments of Jeffrey's beginning
this second fuck, her pussy began to spasm again as waves of orgasm rolled
over her.  Finally, Jeffrey reached the point where he could no longer hold
out and he began again to fill his baby sister's pussy with his cream.  As
the two of them thrust together in the last moments of their fuck, the
combination of their slippery fluids, Katie's orgasm-loosened cervix and
her brother's unprecedentedly rigid cock came together to cause the head of
his cock to slip through the opening and into her womb where the last of
his jism emptied directly into her uterus.  Then, as his arms began to
shake with fatigue, Jeffrey rolled over onto his back and drew his baby
sister over on top of himself where she rested, his cock still lodged deep
inside her.  Running his hand down her back in a loving gesture, he
encountered the flour-sack towel stuck to her bottom and decided to leave
it in place.  He reached between her thighs and tucked the further end of
the cloth under his balls to catch any drips.  Katie felt him do it and
giggled, then kissed his chest because that was all she could reach.  A
moment later he heard her buzzing like a kitten and knew she was asleep. 
Rather than awaken her now, he decided to let her sleep for a few minutes.
He gently stroked the soft skin of her back as he closed his eyes, just for
a few minutes.  Which is exactly the way their mother found them when she
came in to check on them hours later.  She had left her brother sitting on
the couch reading a magazine as she started a pot of coffee, then came
upstairs to be sure that her children were alright.  As she entered the
room, she was surprised to find the light still on, but the smell that met
her was even more unusual.  She was used to the scent of semen, and even
the precocious arousal of her daughter, but not the metallic hint of blood.
She was a little worried as she sat on the edge of the bed, but she was
reassured by the expression of pleased repose on her little girl's face. 
Looking to the conjunction of her children's bodies, she found the spot
hidden by the bloodstained cloth..  Plucking the top edge of the towel over
Katie's lower back, she peeled it back like a bandage from her bottom,
watching her face as she reacted in her sleep to the tugging of the crusted
residue on the skin of her blood-mottled little ass.  When the blue eyes
opened and Katie realized who was there and her expression changed to one
of worry, Andi quickly leaned in to reassure her.  "Shh!" she his, finger
to grinning lips.  She tickled Katie over her ribs to get the little girl
to giggle, then shushed her again, leaving her trembling with suppressed
laughter.  Then she picked up the end of the cloth again and went back to
peeling, pulling the stained towel free from the lower end of Katie's
cunnie lips and exposing the astonishing sight of her brother's cock-root
protruding from the five-year-old pussy.  Then she was down to the boy's
not-quite-hairless scrotum.  Where the little girl's experience had been
painless due to her baby-smooth skin, Andi knew this would be a rude
awakening for the boy.  Pulling gently at first, she exposed the wrinkled,
pink sac as far as the first fine hair.  "Ow," murmured the boy in
unconscious imitation of his sister's earlier exclamation.  His eyes
opened, slowly at first, then very quickly.  "Ohhh!" he moaned, his face
blanching, terror showing in his eyes.  "Don't worry, Sweetheart," his
mother quickly soothed him.  "Katie isn't hurt.  Are you, Baby?" Katie, who
was involuntarily gripping his rehardening cock in her sticky pussy, was up
on her hands on his chest.  Grinning, she shook her head so violently that
Jeffrey wondered, not for the first time, how she kept it on.  "Jeffrey,
I'm not mad at you.  I put you and Katie together because I hoped you would
love each other, the way your uncle Dave and I love each other.  I didn't
expect you would necessarily BE LOVERS, and certainly not this soon, but
I'm not sorry you are.  I'm not going to punish you.  But I have to hurt
you.  The only way I can take this towel off you without pulling out some
of your hairs is to soak it, and that would damage the stain.  I'm going to
preserve the stain as a memento.  Okay?" Jeffrey was VERY confused by this
turn of events, but he nodded, then grit his teeth.  To his further
astonishment, his mommy reached between Katie's thighs and gripped the base
of his scrotum and his cock with one hand to stretch the skin tighter, then
removed the bulk of the hardened blood and semen in a slow, steady pull
that left her son gasping with a weird combination of pain and arousal. 
"Ooh, Mommy!" squealed Katie.  "He's gettin' all big, again!" she squirmed
a little on Jeffrey's growing cock.  "Does it hurt?" asked her mother. 
"Nuhhh, a little bit," she said.  "Move a little and tickle your clitty,"
suggested Andi.  "It'll get you juicy so it won't hurt as much." "'Kay,"
agreed the little girl.  She reached between herself and her big brother,
which required her to dislodge her puffy mound from his sparse pubic
thatch. Fortunately her smooth little mott had nothing to grip with and the
slight sheen of sweat on her skin was enough to soften the adhesive crust
and it pulled loose from her rather than him.  Sliding slightly on her
brother's cock and stroking her clit, she began to juice up inside. 
Meanwhile, their mother reached back into the compound V of their legs and
cupped her teenaged son's balls, then grasped the cloth and yanked.  The
towel snapped out, carrying more of Jeffrey's few hairs with it and causing
the boy to yelp.  "Now!" Andi said.  "Let's get you in to soak this stuff
off." She had her son carry the little girl, still impaled on his now rigid
cock, into the bathroom where she drew a warm bath for them.  "You kids
cuddle for a while in there," she said.  "I'll be back in a few minutes."
When Andi left the bathroom, the bathwater had taken on a slightly brownish
tinge and Katie was moving a lot more freely on her brother.  Jeffrey was
gripping her bottom with both hands and thrusting up into her and both were
moaning with pleasure.  Their mother left the room quickly, hurrying
downstairs to the living room.  Her brother looked up when she entered the
room, her short party dress swirling around her thighs as she ran from the
stairs.  His eyebrows rose at her obvious urgency.  "Wow, Sis!" he
exclaimed.  "What's going on?  Did somebody get hurt?" "Jeffrey took
Katie's cherry last night," Andi stated flatly, rolling right over Dave's
reaction.  "They're in the tub, fucking again.  I've got to get up there
and guide this process.  Help yourself to coffee and wait, okay, Sweetie?
I'm gonna need you later!" Dashing out of the room, she returned to the
kids' bathroom, stopping in her own room to remove her clothes.  She
arrived in the bathroom just in time to watch the astonishing sight of her
five-year-old daughter in the grip of a full-blown orgasm with her big
brother's cock root-deep into her little cunnie, pumping jism into her with
such force that it squirted back out into the bath where it clouded the
water around their joined crotches.  She waited, sitting on the tub edge,
until the two relaxed.  "Jeffrey, do you have your cock up in Katie's
womb?" she asked.  "Oh, wow," murmured her son.  "Is that what that is?" At
that point, the head of his shrinking cock slipped out of the grip of the
little girl's cervix.  "Ow!" grunted the child.  "It popted out." She let
the boy's cock slip out as she scooted up his body and wrapped her arms
around his neck, kissing him on the mouth.  Soon they were kissing and
cuddling so sweetly that their mother couldn't help smiling with pleasure.
"Why don't you kids climb out of there and get dry," she laughed.  "We need
to talk." "Oh," said Jeffrey.  Then, "OHHH!" He kicked the stopper lever
and picked up Katie, turning on the shower to rinse them both.  As he
climbed out and reached for the towel that his mother was holding, her
nudity finally registered.  He began to suspect that he REALLY wasn't in
trouble.  Minutes later he carried his baby sister into the bedroom and
lifted her above his head to drop her shrieking onto the bed.  She waited
until he rolled next to her before climbing onto his chest.  "Jeffy 'n' me
'r gonna get married," she informed her mother.  "Well, now, Sweetie," he
began before his mother cut him off.  "That sounds lovely," she said. 
"We'll figure out a way that you can do that." "Huh?" Jeffrey goggled. 
"Can we?  Really?" "Sure," said Andi.  "I mean, not legally, but we can
work something out.  I just hope that YOU," she reached over and poked
Katie in the tummy, making her giggle, "will let me borrow your husband
from time to time." "You want Jeffy to fuck you, too?" Katie asked.  "If
you don't mind," said Andi.  "I have always wanted Jeffrey to make babies
with me, but if he's going to marry you, I feel like I should clear it with
you." "Can I make babies with Jeffy?" the little girl asked, earnestly. 
"Sure," her mommy replied.  "When your body is grown up enough to carry a
baby inside." "Jeffy, you fuck Mommy, okay?" she told her brother.  And
that settled it.  "I'm so glad," Andi said.  "I always wanted lots of
children, but finding a man to do the daddy part hasn't always been easy.
Especially since I wanted to keep him a secret" "You didn't make US with a
stranger?" said her son.  It wasn't really a question.  "No," said Andi. 
"Not at all." "Then, who...?" began Jeffrey, then stopped.  "Who do you
think?" grinned his mother.  "UNCLE DAVE?" he gasped.  "Who else," Andrea
giggled.  "I first jumped his bones when he was twelve and I was your age.
When I decided at the age of fourteen that I wanted a baby and David was
starching the sheets regularly, I decided that the boy I loved the most
would make my baby with me.  So one night I snuck into his bed.  After
Jeffrey was born, we tried for awhile to make another baby, but it didn't
happen, and school and the fact that Gramma and Grampa were watching me
pretty close kept us from trying as much as we wanted.  It wasn't until I
had my own place that we could make us a Katie.  But now that Jeffrey is
old enough to make babies, I want him to make some with me.  At least until
Katie is big enough to have them.  Uncle Dave will only fuck me with a
condom or when I'm pregnant." "Bummer, Uncle Dave," said Jeffrey to the man
now standing at the bedside, sipping a mug of coffee and handing another to
his naked sister.  "Uncle Daddy!" squealed Katie.  "'At's okay.  You can
fuck me!" "Thanks, Cuddle-bunny," he laughed.  "But I think I'm still too
big for ya.  Wait till Jeff stretches you out a little, then we'll see."
"I'm growing," said Jeff, hopefully.  "Katie will have to stretch to keep
up." Andrea worked her middle finger into her daughter's cunnie, probing at
the now almost fully closed cervix, drawing a surprisingly sharp, "Ow!"
from the little girl.  "You're gonna be sore for a couple of days," she
said.  "Only soft, wet tongues until your pussy gets a chance to rest. 
Uncle Dave can help with that.  Meanwhile, you two get some sleep.  We need
to talk in the morning about what we talk about and what we don't." A few
minutes later, leaving the darkened room behind, the older siblings
strolled downstairs where any noise they made wouldn't disturb the younger
lovers.  "I'm thinking about home-schooling," she announced to her brother.
"I can shift ninety percent of my business onto the internet and we've got
enough to be comfortable, and I have NO confidence in Katie's native
discretion, in spite of her physical precocity." "My God, Sis, she's FIVE!"
Dave whispered.  "I would have assumed that THAT," he pointed toward the
ceiling, "was impossible, at least without injury.  Which is another
problem.  How do we get her the medical supervision a child needs without
it being obvious that she's sexually active?  In this state, MD's are
required to report that." "We'll work it out," said his sister.  "There are
resources.  Doctors can be found who will bend the rules for love or money.
It will just take careful inquiry.  I fully expect to move my family
several times over the next few years.  Right now, I don't intend to worry
about it.  Right now I'm so horny I'm leaving wet footprints on the carpet.
Right now, you've got about thirty seconds to remove any clothing you want
to save!"
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