Pretending to Make Babies, part 4 (mg, inc, cons, games, ws) by this guy (this.guy20@yahoo.com) Summary: Sam and Ali get to pretend to make a baby several times in one evening… AN EVENING ALONE In the week after I had first shot cum, Ali and I quickly fell into a pattern of having sex (pretending to make babies, as we called it) every night in my bedroom after I went to bed. Some nights Ali wore panties, some nights she didn’t. It always ended the same way: me shooting several spurts of my hot, thick, creamy-white, sperm-laden eleven-year-old cum deep inside my little sister’s four-year-old pussy. Each and every time she had an orgasm, then thanked me as she was leaving for giving her the ‘good feelings.’ I never saw any point in telling her that what she called the ‘good feelings’ was an orgasm; her description was so much cuter…not to mention a lot less likely to arouse suspicions if anyone overheard her. *** Exactly one week after I had the best day of my life (when I first shot cum, first saw an actual living girl’s pussy, and first had sex with my little-sister), Mom told me that she and Dad were going to see a play on Saturday evening. Fearful that this was another one of Dad’s attempts to “culture” Ali and me; I began protesting, “Augh Mom, I don’t wanna go see a play…” “No Sam: just your father and I…” Mom explained. For the first second after hearing my mother’s words I was relieved that I wasn’t going to have to watch a play. Then it hit me: Ali and I were going to be staying home. With that revelation ideas began filling my head…Mom and Dad wouldn’t be at home which meant Ali and I could be naked when we did it…we’d have enough time to do it several times…we could do other sex things… My heart sank seconds later when it dawned on me that Mom would almost certainly get us a babysitter. “Sam,” Mom continued speaking, “you’re getting old enough to not really need a babysitter…” “Really?” I interrupted; amazed that my parents thought I was old enough to not need a babysitter. “Yes. Really: you’ve been home alone for an hour or so every day after school…” Mom began explaining, “…and there haven’t been any problems.” “So you’re not getting me and Ali a babysitter?” I asked, as I did everything in my power to avoid seeming too happy about it. “Well that depends…” Mom replied. “In light of how well the time you and Ali were home alone together last week went, your father and I are going to leave the decision to you.” She paused as she took a breath, “If you think you’re up to making sure Ali takes her bath and goes to bed at her normal bedtime…” Not wanting to seem too eager to spend three or four hours alone with my four-year-old little sister, I paused for a moment. “Ah…yeah. I think I’ll be able to handle it,” I replied in as pensive a tone as I could muster, before asking, “Could I let Ali take her bath in the Jacuzzi?” knowing how much my little-sister disliked bathing. Mom paused for a second before replying, “That’s okay. And don’t forget young man, I expect you to take your bath too,” Mom added. “Uhm, well yeah, of course: no problem,” I said, before asking, “But, if I had said no: who would you have gotten?” purely out of curiosity. My question had obviously surprised my mother, as I had been all but begging to be allowed to stay home alone for the past year. “Probably Kate…” she said. My heart sank at the very thought: despite the fact that Kate was my best-friends Liz’s older sister, they were nothing alike. Liz was all nice and friendly; Kate had always been kinda bossy and bitchy, and gotten much more so after she became a cheerleader. “Ah, yeah Mom; I can look after Ali,” I reiterated, dreading the proposition of three or four hours with Kate in charge. *** The instant I finished eating breakfast on Saturday morning I headed outside to talk to Nick. As soon as I found him, I asked, “What different ways boys and girls can have sex?” “Why’s it matter?” he asked, “It’s not like you got a girl to do it with.” “Well yeah, but it’d be nice to have different things to think about while jerking off…” I lied; thanks to my sister Ali, and her eager little four-year-old pussy, I had been able to go the entire week without jerking off once. Nick began smiling. He paused for a second, “Try thinking about different girls, not just Sarah…like Kate or that real hot black girl Kendra…” “Yeah, I already thought of that,” I replied, “but I was thinking; are there other ways a guy could put his dick in a girl?...you know: like other positions…” “Oh…” Nick commented with a smile, “You mean like the guy laying on-top of the girl, or the girl sitting on the guy’s lap…” “Yeah: exactly,” I replied. Nick’s smile grew wider, “alright…well let’s see. The girl can be on her hands and knees and the guy can do her from behind… The girl can be bent over something, like a table, and the guy can do her from behind…” he trailed off in thought. “Wow…” I began before Nick cut me off. “I mean, there’s lots of different ways… Why don’t you just look up sex positions on the internet.” he suggested. Now why hadn’t I thought of that!? *** Ali and I had an early dinner of chicken nuggets and tater-tots before Mom and Dad left at 5:15. Not more than five seconds after the front door closed, Ali was looking out the living room window. It couldn’t have been more than fifteen seconds after I heard two car-doors slam shut and the car start, when Ali stepped in front of me and declared, “Since Mom and Dad aren’t home we can take our clothes off when we pretend to make a baby.” “Yeah, we can,” I replied. A small fraction of a second passed before my four-year-old little-sister started pulling her shirt up. “What are you doing?” I asked. Letting go of the hem of her shirt, Ali matter-of-factly replied, “Taking my clothes off,” while looking at me like I was an idiot. “Mom and Dad haven’t even been gone a minute,” I said, “what if they forgot…” I was cut-off by the sound of a car door slamming. About five seconds later, the front door opened: it was Mom. “Forgot the tickets,” she quickly said as she grabbed them off the table next to the steps and ran back out to the car. “How much trouble do you think we would have been in if we had been naked when Mom came in just now?” I asked rhetorically. Ali’s whole body shook in a shudder at the thought. I took a breath before speaking again, “You can relax: we’ve got plenty of time to pretend to make a baby… like three hours…” “We can pretend to make a baby a few times!” Ali exclaimed, cutting me off. “Yes, we can,” I said patting the couch next to me, “So why don’t we just sit here for a few minutes until we’re sure Mom and Dad are gone…” Ali hopped onto the couch and sat, quite literally, right next to me: her four-year-old hip was pressed up against my thigh. Between the knowledge that I was going to have a few hours to ‘play with’ Ali and the physical contact between our bodies; my dick began to inflate in my pants. After watching one of those ‘short’ eight-minute cartoons where Bugz and Diffy repeatedly try to convince Almer that it’s “duck season, no rabbit season, no duck season…” I got up and walked over to the living room window. I glanced out the window for a moment before saying, “yeah, I think we can pretend to make a baby now.” Still sitting on the couch Ali seemed deep in thought. She sat there silently for a several seconds before asking, “How many times do you think we can to pretend to make a baby?” “You mean tonight; while Mom and Dad are gone?” I half asked, half commented. “Yeah,” Ali replied. “I don’t know?” I honestly replied. “Mom and Dad’ll be gone for a good three hours, but you’ve gotta take your bath and be in bed before they get back…” I thought aloud, “…I could always take my bath after you go to bed…” Looking at my little sister’s four-year-old face I could almost see the gears turning in her head. “So we could pretend to make a baby four or five times…” she half asked, half commented. “Yeah, I guess,” I replied, well aware that Ali was still deep in thought. “…Four or five times…” my little sister repeated. “Yeah, but not if we spend the whole night talking about it,” I teased, snapping my little sister back to reality, as I began pulling my t-shirt up. When I pulled my t-shirt over my head I was surprised to see my little sister was still sitting on the couch and still fully clothed… “I thought you wanted to be naked when we pretended to make a baby,” I commented. “Yeah,” Ali replied, “But maybe we could…” she trailed off. “Could what?” I asked as I was unbuttoning my shorts. “Can we play ‘princess makes a baby’?” Ali asked. “’Princess makes a baby’? Uhm, what?” I asked, wondering what my four-year-old little sister had in mind. “’Princess makes a baby’: I’ll be the princess, you’ll be the throne; I’ll sit on your ‘throne dick’ and it’ll squirt a baby into my ‘princess pussy’…” Ali began explaining. I almost didn’t believe it: she wanted to try doing it a different way, and her game idea actually sounded like it could be fun…in a cheesy little-kid kind of way. “Uhm, yeah…sure: we can try that,” I offered. “Back in a sec,” Ali gleefully said as she hopped off the couch and ran towards the stairs. “Ali, where are you going?” I asked. She stopped and said, “Gotta change into my princess gown. Grab a push pin,” before running up the stairs. Since ‘princess makes a baby’ was Ali’s idea I had to assume there was a reason she wanted a push pin, so I went to the kitchen and got one from the drawer with all the random stuff in it, then returned to the living room. About a minute later, when she returned, Ali was wearing her princess gown (a little-girl costume version of the pale blue gown Cinderella wore to the ball) and a plastic tiara. She was carrying her princess shoes (the clear plastic light-up little-girl costume version of Cinderella’s glass slippers), an un-inflated balloon, and a tiny doll (little more than four inches tall) in the shape of a baby. “Help me put my princess shoes on,” Ali all but ordered. “Okay,” I replied, wondering why she hadn’t put them on herself. The instant I looked at her feet I knew why: she was still wearing the pair of sweat socks she’d put on in the morning. “Gotta take your socks off,” I commented. “Why?” she asked innocently. I was about to give her the real world explanation (the thick socks made her feet too big to fit in the shoes), when I decided to play along with the game aspect of things, “A princess wouldn’t wear socks like that…” “She wouldn’t?” my little sister pondered aloud. “Well she might, but certainly not with shoes like these,” I continued holding up the pair of clear plastic shoes she had just handed me. “Oh…okay,” Ali said as I pulled the thick sweat socks off her little four-year-old feet. Wow: her toes were really cute…how had I not noticed that before… As that thought passed through my mind I helped my little sister put the clear plastic shoes onto her bare feet. Standing up in her princess shoes, Ali promptly told me, “Take off your clothes and sit on a chair.” Since the game was her idea, I did as instructed: kicking off my sneakers; dropping, then stepping out of my shorts and underpants. Sitting on the arm-chair I asked, “Okay, now what?” “Thrones don’t talk,” Ali flatly replied, as she put the balloon and doll on the table next to the sofa. She walked over to the chair, climbed up onto it, then stood. Turning around, so her back was towards me; she stepped over my thighs. Standing over my lap, she lifted the lower (skirt) portion of her princess gown until all of the fabric that was supposed to cover her legs was gathered around her hips. Holding the material at her hips, she squatted down over my lap. When I felt her little four-year-old butt bump against the head of my fully inflated eleven-year-old dick I began to understand what Ali was trying to do. Since she hadn’t said anything about thrones not moving; I reached under my little sister’s butt, grabbed my dick and lined it up with her tiny pussy crack. Ali continued moving her body down: forcing the head of my eleven-year-old dick into her tight little four-year-old pre-pubescent pussy. Once the entire four inches of my dick was buried inside her little hole, Ali leaned back a bit. Shifting her weight to her butt, she was able to slide her feet (in her princess shoes) out from under her; leaving her sitting on my lap with my eleven-year-old dick buried in her tight little four-year-old pussy. Despite not being able to see it, I just knew she was smiling as she said, “good.” For several seconds Ali stayed still with the entirety of my eleven-year-old dick buried in her miniature four-year-old pussy. Just as I was beginning to wonder what came next in ‘princess makes a baby’ my little sister began rocking her young hips back-and-forth. It was amazing how much that relatively small movement was causing my dick to slide in-and-out of Ali’s pussy! “Wow, that’s great Ali,” I commented. “Thrones don’t talk,” she scolded me while continuing to rock her hips back-and-forth without missing a beat. So I simply sat there enjoying the warm wet tightness of my four-year-old little-sister’s pre-pubescent little-girl pussy sliding up-and-down a little less than half the length of my eleven-year-old dick’s four-inch shaft. A full two minutes after Ali had begun rocking her hips back-and-forth, she began breathing a little heavier. Then she spoke, “Oh, your throne dick feels so good in my princess pussy…” I was about to reply that her ‘princess pussy felt great wrapped around my throne dick,’ but remembering how she had repeatedly told me that ‘thrones don’t talk,’ so I kept quiet. A few seconds passed in near silence before Ali spoke again, “Ouhe…the princess wants the good feelings…” panting a bit this time. While my little sister had said that thrones don’t talk; she hadn’t said anything about thrones not moving, and hadn’t scolded me for moving before. So I moved my right arm around her and lifted up the bottom of her pale blue Cinderella princess gown, moved my hand under the thin satiny fabric, and onto Ali’s lap… I was half surprised that she didn’t chastise me; taking her silence was a ‘go ahead’, I felt around blindly a bit. First, the tips of my index and middle fingers met the little tube on the underside of my eleven-year-old dick: no, that wasn’t what I was looking for. I moved my hand up a bit, while at the same time Ali was moving her body down, the tips of my fingers sliding up the shaft of my dick until they brushed up against where my little sister’s miniature four-year-old pussy lips should have been…but like previous times when we had sex, her pussy lips had disappeared into her tight little slit. I moved my fingers up another small fraction of an inch, finding what I had been searching for: her clit, that little bump at the top of her immature little-girl slit. I began gently rubbing my fingertips across it. Mere seconds after I began rubbing her clit, Ali seemed to practically melt back into my chest. Her pussy suddenly become hotter and wetter and her body began shaking: Ali was getting ‘the good feelings’ as she called her orgasms. Perhaps a second later, my butt-cheeks tightened, my balls drew-up under my dick, and cum began surging up the little tube on the underside of my dick. An instant later the first spurt of my hot, thick, creamy-white, sperm-laden eleven-year-old cum spewed out of the little hole on the end of my dick deep inside my little sister’s four-year-old pussy. Wrapping my left arm around Ali’s belly, I did my best to hold her down on my lap as tightly as I could; while, at the same time shoving my hips forward and up in an attempt to get each and every millimeter of my dick inside my little sister. After seven nice big spurts, my orgasm died down around the same time as Ali’s. My dick was beginning to slowly soften as I withdrew it from my little sister’s four-year-old pussy. With a quiet yet erotic slurping sound the head of my deflating dick popped free of the outer-ring of her tight little per-pubescent hole. Ali took a deep breath and stood on the chair. Stepping down off the chair onto the floor she grabbed the balloon. As she handed the balloon to me she instructed, “Throne, blow up this balloon.” I did as instructed: first bringing the mouth hole of the balloon to my lips, then filling it with breath after breath of air. When the balloon was blown up to about halfway between the size of a grapefruit and a cantaloupe, Ali said, “That’s good.” Pinching the mouth hole of the balloon shut, I removed it from my lips and tied the balloon shut. Ali took the balloon from me and proceeded to shove it down the front of her princess gown until it was in front of her tummy. It was astonishing how having the balloon inside her princess gown actually made my four-year-old little sister look pregnant. She proceeded to walk around the couch. The way she was walking, though, was really more of a waddle: very much like the way a woman who is eight or nine months pregnant walks… On her second loop around the couch, Ali picked up both the push pin and the tiny doll. She sat on the couch, spread her legs, pulled the bottom portion of her princess gown up-around her hips, and proceeded to shove all but the head of the tiny doll into her cum-filled pre-pubescent four-year-old little-girl pussy. Ali then surprised me by popping the balloon with the push pin. She began making an unusual sound and the tiny doll she had inserted into her pre-pubescent four-year-old little-girl pussy began to wiggle its way out of her tiny hole. Ali cupped her hands under her crotch and caught the tiny doll when it popped out of her little-girl pussy. With a giggle she said, “The princess just made a baby…” I couldn’t help but chuckle at her silly comment before adding to the cheesy little-kid game she had made up by saying, “The princess’s baby looks so cute covered in throne cum…” I had just barely finished speaking when Ali began laughing hysterically. Less than a second later I too began laughing. *** The two of us must have laughed for a good twenty minutes before we regained our composure. “Any other fun ideas for how we could pretend to make a baby?” I asked my little sister. There was a strange silence for several seconds before Ali shook her head and said, “Unt-unh. You have any ideas Sammy?” I thought for a second before an idea hit me. Smiling I asked, “You like piggy back rides, right?” “Yeah,” my four-year-old little sister replied. I began to suggest, “If you were riding on the front…” “…Your dick would be in my pussy,” Ali interrupted me. “That’s right,” I said before adding, “We could make a baby while walking around the house…” With a little giggle Ali said, “That sounds fun…” Suddenly a thought hit me, “Maybe you should take off your princess gown so it doesn’t get wrinkled,” I suggested. Without saying a word, my four-year-old little-sister removed her princess gown then stepped out of her clear plastic princess shoes. Little more than a second later, my four-year-old little-sister was completely naked and standing directly in front of me. Looking down at my almost completely hard four inch long eleven-year-old dick, she asked, “How do I get on?” It wasn’t until I heard her say those words, that I realized that when we were both standing the tip of my dick was a little over a foot above her pussy. Simply comprehending the particular problem we had encountered was enough to get my body to act appropriately without any mental input from me: I knelt down. Once my knees hit the floor, putting my dick slightly below my little sister’s crotch; she stepped forward until our bare chests touched. She then wrapped her arms around, behind my neck; effectively lifting a substantial portion of her weight off her feet. I put my right hand on her little-girl butt and lifted her up off the floor enough that she could wrap her slim legs around my hips. Unfortunately doing so had the effect of sandwiching my dick between our bodies. “Pull yourself up a little higher so I can get my dick into your pussy,” I instructed. Ali complied: pulling herself up until my hard four inch long eleven-year-old dick slipped from between our bellies, and slid up between her butt cheeks. Without any input from me, Ali reached down under her thigh and positioned the tip of my dick against her pre-pubescent four-year-old little-girl pussy. I could actually feel the cum I had shot into her hole drooling out onto the head of my eleven-year-old dick. Half a second later my little sister was easing her body back down: forcing my dick into her hole. Once I felt the hard little nibbon of her clit press against the juncture of the top of my dick and my pubic bone, I took a tentative step forwards to test how having Ali’s thirty-two pounds of body weight hanging from the front my frame would affect my balance: thankfully I seemed to adjust to it almost instantaneously. Soon I was slowly walking across the living room: the movement of my body causing my dick to move in a slight twisting motion within my little sister’s tight little pussy. “It feels like your dick is trying to twist the inside of my pussy,” Ali commented with a giggle. “You like it or not?” I asked, concerned that she might be finding that particular movement painful. She shrugged her shoulders as best she could, which was not all that well considering she had her arms wrapped around my neck; and said, “It’s okay, Sammy,” in a fairly flat tone. “It doesn’t hurt, does it? If it does tell me and we’ll stop,” I said. “It doesn’t hurt,” my little sister declared, before saying, “It just feels better when your dick’s going in-and-out…” I took another step in silence, before Ali began speaking again, “Maybe if you were walking faster, or if you went up or down the steps it would be better…” I began walking a bit faster: the speed of the twisting movement of my dick in Ali’s tight four-year-old little-girl pussy increased a bit. “It’s going a bit faster: feel better?” “A little better,” Ali flatly said before declaring, “Its lots better when it goes in-and-out.” I had to agree with my little sister: it did feel lots better when my dick was sliding in-and-out of her pre-pubescent hole; but something inside me told me not to give up on this idea yet. So, I started walking toward the stairs and said, “Let’s see if it’s any different going up the steps.” “Okay…” Ali replied in a very noncommittal tone. A second later I was putting my right foot on the bottom step. I’d only gone up two steps when my little sister commented, “This is pretty good.” And she was right: it was pretty good. The necessary act of lifting my knees (so I could climb the stairs) was causing her to bounce slightly; which was effectively forcing my dick to slide in-and-out of her immature little-girl pussy, while at the same time forcing my dick to rotate relative to her body. When I got to the top of the stairs, I turned around and went down. It was a bit different, but similarly enjoyable. Once at the bottom of the stair, I turned around and began going back up. Just as I was approaching the top of the stairs for the second time, Ali commented, “I might get the ‘good feelings’ soon.” Hearing her say that was enough to get me to run up the last couple steps before turning and running back down. And sure enough, as I put my left foot on the third step back up I noticed Ali’s eyes begin to roll-back in her head. As my right foot hit the fourth step, her little body began shaking and the insides of her pussy become hotter and wetter. I was so focused on running up and down the stairs that I just barely noticed the walls of her four-year-old little girl pussy rippling around my eleven-year-old dick. I must have run up and down the stairs four times, when Ali’s body stopped shaking and her eyes returned to their normal position. And just as that happened, my butt-cheeks tightened, my balls drew-up under my dick, and cum began surging up the little tube on the underside of my dick. An instant later the first spurt of my hot, thick, creamy-white, sperm-laden eleven-year-old cum spewed out of the little hole on the end of my dick spraying deep inside my little sister’s four-year-old pussy. Somehow, in-spite of my orgasm, I managed to continue going up and down the stairs for one more round-trip as spurt after spurt of my creamy eleven-year-old cum blasted into my little sister’s immature pre-pubescent little-girl pussy. By the time the sixth (and final) spurt of cum made its way out of the little hole at the tip of my dick, I was spent. Between running up-and-down the stairs how many times and having an orgasm: I was physically exhausted and sweating like a pig. Somehow I managed to lift Ali’s body up enough to allow my rapidly deflating dick to slip from her little pussy. I actually felt the wetness of its underside as it flopped down against the front of my balls. As I tried to lower her to the floor, my hands slipped off my sister’s slender four-year-old thighs. Thankfully, she must have seen it coming, because she quickly swung her legs down. An instant later she was letting go of the back of my neck and dropping to the floor. As her bare feet hit the floor she commented, “The inside of my legs are all gooey with babies.” “Hea…” I half gasped. Ali let out a little giggle before asking, “How else can we pretend to make a baby?” “Well…” I panted as I tried to catch my breath. “I que…I guess we…could…ah, uhm…” I was so physically exhausted that I was having trouble thinking clearly. “Could we, maybe…” Ali trailed off. “Could we…what?” I managed to stammer as I nearly caught my breath. “In bed, like the first time we pretended to make a baby, but naked…” Ali sounded like she was thinking aloud. “I…I suppose we could try that,” I replied. I was almost glad that she wanted to try doing it in a more normal way. “Oh, good,” Ali cheerfully said before she turned and began skipping towards my bedroom. “Hey, wait for me,” I called out as I followed my naked four year old little-sister to my bedroom. I walked into my bedroom to see Ali sitting on the edge of my bed, her slender four-year-old legs spread wide apart. “Come on Sam, you’re gonna put your dick in my pussy so we can make a baby, right?” she teased. In little more than a second I was standing between my little sister’s legs with my hard four inch eleven-year-old dick in my hand. I stepped forward until the tip of my dick brushed against the cum drooling entrance of her little immature four-year-old pre-pubescent pussy. Thinking back to that first time I shot my cum into my little sister’s tiny pussy; her little four-year-old pussy lips quickly spread open: allowing the head of my dick slipped in…between them. I began easing the tip of my hard four inch long dick up the length of her very gooey slit. As the tip of my dick bumped against the hard nubbin of her clit, Ali half gasped, then promptly declared, “Stick it in Sammy: I wanna make another baby.” “Not so fast,” I half teased; trying to buy a little time to fully catch my breath, while easing the tip of my dick back down the length of my little sister’s slit. “But I wanna make another baby, NOW!” Ali declared as she began moving her hand towards my dick. Using the hand that wasn’t on my dick, I quickly grabbed her wrist and said, “I wanna try giving you the good feelings before putting my dick in,” while I continued moving the tip of my eleven-year-old dick up-and-down the length of Ali’s cum filled miniature slit. A big smile suddenly appeared on my little sister’s face. She took a deep breath before practically cooing, “Yea, do that: I need more good feelings…” Over the three silent minutes that followed, I slowly and steadily increased the speed that I was moving the tip of my hard eleven-year-old dick up-and-down the length of her pre-pubescent four-year-old little-girl pussy. Breaking the silence I asked, “You like this don’t you?” “Yea…” Ali replied in a dreamy sounding voice, before adding, “If you go a little faster I’ll have the good feelings soon…” I winked at her to acknowledge that I’d heard what she’d said, before glancing at the clock to see that we still had a good two hours of ‘alone time’. Despite what my sister had just said, I didn’t drastically increase the speed at which I was moving the tip of my dick along the length of her slit. Wondering if her orgasm would be better / stronger / last longer if the build-up was slow; I continued the slow and steady increase in pace and told her, “You’ll get the good feelings…” Ali leaned her head back on my bed, closed her eyes, and stretched her arms out to the sides nearly perpendicular to her body before whimsically saying, “Make sure to shoot lots of babies into my pussy after I have the good feelings…” “I’m not gonna forget to,” I reassured her while still sliding the tip of my eleven-year-old dick up-and-down the length of Ali’s cum filled miniature slit. According to the clock it was a full fifteen minutes later when Ali half gasped / half moaned, “Ouhe…the good feelings…” as her body began shaking. “Ouhe…ouhe…ouhe…” she began to continuously murmur as a thin sheen of sweet began to appear across her entire body. In an attempt to make her orgasm better, stronger, and/or longer lasting I didn’t stop sliding the tip of my dick up-and-down the length of her now visibly red, pre-pubescent little-girl pussy; no, I increased the pace as much as I could. I was amazed by the fact that Ali’s body continued to shake and she continued to murmur, “Ouhe…ouhe…ouhe…” for nine minutes straight. Then, once her body stopped shaking, she half opened her eyes and gasped, “Sammy…best…good…feelings…ever…” I stopped sliding the tip of my dick up-and-down the length of her slit and smiled before saying, “Now it’s time to shoot your pussy full of babies.” “Ye…ah…” Ali gasped as I shoved the cum-coated head of my eleven-year-old dick into the cum-filled tunnel of her pre-pubescent four-year-old little-girl pussy. I continued moving my hips forward, almost unable to believe that my dick was smoothly sliding in my little sister’s miniature pussy on one smooth motion: clearly the two loads of cum that were already inside her were acting as a super slippery lubricant. I only stopped moving forward when in felt my hairless balls smack against her firm little butt. Then I began to pull back. The surprisingly loud slurping sound coming from our crotches caught my attention; so I looked down at the juncture of our pre-teenage bodies to see that the visible portion of my dick, the last inch at its base, was completely coated with pearlescent white goo. The shock of seeing that sight caused me to stop moving. “What?” Ali asked in a concerned tone. “Look…” I gasped as I pointed towards where my cum coated dick was sticking out of Ali’s decidedly reddened pre-pubescent little-girl pussy. My little sister tilted her head forward. When her gaze fell upon the sight which had frozen me in place less than a second earlier, her mouth fell open. “Ha…wa…” Ali seemed to stutter before she managed to form a full sentence, “Oh wow…your dick is covered in babies,” she half giggled. “Yea…” I managed to reply. “Well don’t stop now,” Ali declared, “You gotta shoot lots more babies in my pussy, Sammy.” Hearing her say that brought my body back to doing what comes naturally to all guys: fucking pussy. I rocked my hips back another inch, accompanied by more of the loud slurping; then I shoved my dick back in, producing a fairly loud squishing sound. Then, just as my hairless eleven-year-old balls smacked against Ali’s butt for the second time in less than a minute, I felt my butt cheeks tighten. Knowing what was about to happen, I held my dick as far up inside my little-sister’s pre-pubescent four-year-old pussy as I could. Groaning, “Here come more babies for you…” I felt my balls draw up under my dick. “Good, I want lotsa your babies,” Ali commented as the cum began surging up the little tube on the underside of my dick. An instant later the first spurt of my hot, thick, creamy-white, sperm-laden eleven-year-old cum spewed out of the little hole on the end of my dick deep inside my little sister’s four-year-old pussy. I did my best to keep my dick all the way inside my little sister as my dick continued to spew cum deep into her tight little hole… After five nice big spurts my orgasm died down and began to slowly soften. Suddenly I noticed a decidedly moist feeling on my balls; so without moving my hips, I reached down under our crotches to see where the wet feeling was coming from. As the tips of my fingers brushed against my hairless balls I felt this warm thick, slippery liquid stick to my first knuckle: that was odd. I quickly withdrew my hand to see that half of my index finger was covered in cum! Suddenly it hit me: Ali’s pussy had so much cum in it that it was literally LEAKING out! I thought quickly for half a second before saying, “Hold on.” I slid my arm under my little-sister’s back and began to lift her nude four-year-old body off the bed. As Ali instinctively wrapped her arms around my neck, she asked, “Sammy, what’s going on?” “I shoot too much in your pussy: it’s leaking out,” I honestly told her, before saying, “Gotta get you into the bathroom before it makes a mess…” “So I gotta take a bath now?” she asked in a near pout as I carried her out of my bedroom; the head of my mostly soft eleven-year-old dick still inside her miniature pre-pubescent four-year-old little girl pussy. “Yea,” I declared as I carried her down the hall. ”But I don’t wanna take a bath; I wanna make more babies,” Ali pouted. “You’re gonna take you bath in the Jacuzzi…” I told her in a teasing voice. “Really?” she asked in a hopeful tone before adding, “But you said we were gonna make four or five babies tonight, we only made three…” Stepping into the bathroom attached to our parents’ bedroom I suggested, “If we take our baths together, we could make a baby in the tub…” “Yea!” Ali screamed in my ear. She was squirming around so much I was having trouble holding on to her; but, thankfully, I was only a few steps from the tub. I quickly covered those few steps before lowering my naked little-sister into the over-sized tub. Once her feet were firmly on the bottom of the tub I let go of her and she released my neck. “Start filling up the tub,” I instructed, before stepping away from the tub to turn the light on. The instant I had flipped the light-switch I heard the water running. I quickly returned to the tub and stepped in with my little-sister. I sat down at one end of the tub, while Ali sat at the other end as we waited for the tub to fill. There couldn’t have been more than two inches of water in the tub when Ali declared, “I gotta pee.” OH CRAP! I did my best to think quickly for a few seconds before accepting that there was only one option which made any sense: “Just pee in the tub,” I told my little sister. “Really?” she sounded decidedly surprised. “Yeah…really,” I replied. The instant those words had passed my lips a stream of golden liquid began spraying out of Ali’s four-year-old little-girl pussy. Looking down between her slim legs, she began giggling. “What’s so funny?” I asked. Pointing at the water between her legs, Ali giggled out a reply, “The water is turning yellow…” Looking at the water between her legs I was amazed by what I saw: there was a yellow stream flowing out from her crotch within the clear water in the tub. “That looks kinda neat,” I commented; ignoring the fact that the stream of her pee was approaching my crotch. “Yeah…” she replied as the yellow stream flowing out from her crotch began to dissipate. Once she’d stopped peeing Ali asked, “Think it would look like that if you pee in the water?” Shrugging my shoulders I honestly replied, “I don’t know.” “You should pee so we can find out,” my sister suggested in that innocently matter-of-fact way only a little girl can. ”Ah…yeah…yeah I guess I could try,” I replied before taking a breath and relaxing my bladder. A fraction of a second later a yellow stream began flowing out of the little hole at the tip of my dick within the clear water in the tub. When the leading edge of the yellow stream got within an inch of Ali’s crotch she half shrieked, “Don’t pee on me,” and promptly stood up in the tub. “I didn’t care that your pee got on me,” I commented before taking a breath and adding, “And you like it when my babies get on you…” “Yeah…” Ali responded with a giggle. I was about to tell her to ‘sit back down,’ when a funny idea hit me. Gritting my teeth I willed myself to stop peeing mid-stream, and amazingly succeeded. Somehow I managed to keep the pee in while I said, “Turn around Ali; I’m gonna make a baby from behind you,” and moved from a sitting position to a standing position. Still giggling a bit; a huge smile appeared on Ali’s young face. She promptly said, “That sounds fun,” and turned around in the tub. I quickly repositioned myself: going from sitting at the far end of the tub, to kneeling in the middle of the tub. Once in the right spot, I began guiding my mostly soft eleven-year-old dick towards my little sister’s butt. “Lean forward so I can see better,” I suggested. Without saying a word, Ali bent over. Placing her hands on the edge of the tub, her round little four-year-old butt was sticking up directly in front of me. For what may have been the first time in my life I was seeing both her butt-hole and her immature little-girl pussy at the same time. I briefly contemplated sticking my dick into her butt-hole, but I found that the tip of my dick was being drawn to her pre-pubescent pussy as if by some magnetic force. After slipping little more than half of the head of my dick into my little sister’s pussy, I quickly grabbed hold of her narrow little-girl hips and proceeded to let loose the torrent of urine I had been fighting so hard to hold in. “Wow!” Ali exclaimed, “You’re shooting babies really fast.” “No I’m not,” I giggled. “Well…” she stammered, “What…what are you…doing?” “I’m peeing in your pussy!” I declared as more and more of my yellow pee shot out of the little hole at the tip of my dick, spraying deeply into my little sister’s immature four-year-old pussy. “What?!” Ali sounded both annoyed and grossed out at the same time; and yet she didn’t move at all. “You want me to stop, right?” I asked; fearful that this little prank I had just played on her might make her no longer want to ‘pretend to make babies’ with me. There was an awkward second of silence before Ali said, “So long as you shoot another baby in my pussy before taking it out, you can keep peeing in my pussy.” I could hardly believe my ears and probably would have asked if I’d heard her correctly; but strange as it might seem, peeing in her pussy was kind of fun in a weird way and I wanted to keep doing it, so I kept my mouth shut and let the last of my pee shoot out of the little hole at the tip of my dick and into my sister’s pre-pubescent pussy. After I stopped peeing, without any help from my or Ali’s hands, my dick began to harden; its head still nestled within the entrance of my little sister’s pre-pubescent four-year-old little-girl pussy. Once my dick was about three-quarters hard I rocked my hips forward: about half of its length sliding into Ali’s immature pussy. The very audible squishing sound coming from our crotches was accompanied by a spray of warm liquid splashing across my eleven-year-old balls: clearly the pee I had sot into my little sister’s pussy was being forced out by my dick. Although, considering how tight Ali’s pussy was, it wasn’t really any surprise that it was too small to contain the pee I had shot into it and my four-inch long eleven-year-old dick at the same time… Essentially ignoring the surprisingly pleasant feeling of the pee spraying onto my balls, I rocked my hips back: my dick sliding back out of Ali’s pussy. Then, with just the head of my dick still inside her wonderfully tight hole, I pushed forward: my dick sliding back in. After half-a-dozen deliberate in-and-out strokes, my hips established a back-and-forth rhythm: my hard eleven-year-old dick sliding in-and-out of Ali’s pre-pubescent four-year-old little-girl pussy with clockwork precision. Perhaps a minute later, Ali shrieked, “Here comes the good feelings!” As she said that final word her back arched, her body began shaking, while the insides of her pussy suddenly become hotter and wetter. For the fifteen seconds or so that her orgasm lasted, my hips maintained the same steady back-and-forth rhythm: my dick sliding in-and-out of my little sister’s immature little-girl pussy. Then, just as her orgasm began to die down my butt-cheeks tightened. My own orgasm about to begin: I shoved my hips forward as hard as I could in an attempt to get each and every millimeter of my dick inside my little sister. Using all of my willpower I held my body stead as my balls drew-up under my dick and cum began surging up the little tube on its underside. An instant later the first spurt of my hot, thick, creamy-white, sperm-laden eleven-year-old cum spewed out of the little hole on the end of my dick deep inside my little sister’s four-year-old pussy. After seven nice big spurts, my orgasm died down. My dick was beginning to slowly soften as I withdrew it from my little sister’s pre-pubescent four-year-old pussy. With a quiet yet erotic slurping sound the head of my deflating dick popped free of the outer-ring of her immature tight little-girl hole. “Wow…” Ali cood as I moved back away from her. “Now that… …that we’ve… …made another baby…” I panted while trying to catch my breath. “You shot really good babies in me that time,” Ali giggled as she turned around to face me. “Yeah…yeah I did,” I beamed before reaching over and turning off the water. I took a breath then said, “And now that we’ve made lots of babies, it’s time to get washed.” “Okay Sam,” Ali said with a little pout as she sat back down in the tub. Seconds later I had the bar of soap in my hand and we were getting a proper bath. After pulling the stopper from the tub’s drain and getting out of the tub, we dried off and completely naked we walked to Ali’s bedroom. Glancing at the clock next to her bed, I knew we didn’t have enough time for another round of ‘pretending to make babies’; so I said, “Put on your pj’s Ali, it’s time for bed.” My little sister surprised me by saying, “Okay Sam,” before getting a pair of pajamas out of her dresser. Then, without saying a single word of protest, she pulled the pajama top over her head and began to step into the pajama pants. “No panties?” I questioned. “Unt-unh,” she replied shaking her head, before saying, “Panties will get in the way of playing with the babies we made,” while she pulled the panama pants the rest of the way up her legs. Assuming she meant that she wanted to play with her pussy while in bed, I simply replied, “Okay…” as Ali climbed up onto her bed and slid her feet and legs under the covers. “Good night,” I added as I turned off the light and stepped out of my little sister’s bedroom. After closing Ali’s bedroom door, I quickly headed back to the master bath to make sure we hadn’t made a mess; or worse yet left some evidence of our non-bathing in-the-tub activates. I then headed to my bedroom, where I quickly made sure nothing seemed out of place and put on a pair of pajama pants. I headed downstairs, and gave the living room a once-over. That’s where I should have started: Ali’s socks, princess gown, princess shoes, the popped balloon, the cum-covered doll, and the push-pin all needed to be taken care of…talk about a lot of running around. Perhaps ten minutes after I’d gotten everything from our games cleaned up and put in their proper places, I heard a car door slam. Not more than a minute later, the front door opened and my parents walked into the house. “How was the play?” I asked in a more disinterested tone that I had been going for. “It was fine,” Dad quickly answered before asking, “Now Sam, how was everything here?” “Great,” I honestly answered before adding, “Ali and I got our baths, Ali is in bed: there weren’t any problems.” “Good…now get yourself to bed,” Dad responded. I said my ‘good nights’ and headed to the stairs. When I was near the top of the steps I overheard Mom say, “See I told you everything would be fine…since Sam is such a good babysitter we can go out more…” HOLY SHIT! My parents were planning on spending less time at the house, and have me watch Ali while they’re out: the thought alone was enough to bring my dick from completely soft to half hard in my pajama pants in a single heart-beat.