Author: wolfcub
Title: Little Sister
Summary: A girl enjoys hanging out with her older brother and his 
friends--and vice versa.
Keywords: m+g 1st

Fifteen-year-old Anthony thought that moving to a new town sucked, but 
that was only because he had not yet met his new friends.

He stood in his driveway, throwing a basketball at the backboard that 
hung over the garage, more trying to vent his frustration than make a 
shot. One particularly hard throw sent the ball over his head. 

Anthony turned to see the ball bounce once then head straight for a boy 
about his age riding past on a bicycle. The boy caught the ball with 
one hand, maneuvered up the driveway while dribbling, then made a layup 
without ever leaving the bike.

Anthony smiled as he caught the rebound. "Nice shot!"

"You're throwing it too hard."

"I know. I'm just mad because my dad got a new job, we had to move 
here, I had to leave all my friends, and now I don't have any."

"You do, now. I'm Josh."

"Hi, Josh. I'm Anthony."

"Well, Anthony, if you got a bike, go get it. "

Anthony followed Josh a few blocks to a house where two boys their age 
were playing basketball. They dumped their bikes on the front lawn, 
then Josh forced his way between the other two boys, stole the ball, 
and laid it up.

"Guys, this is Anthony. Anthony, the guy who can't dribble is Mike; the 
guy who can't steal is Brad."

"Hey!" Mike and Brad complained, in unison.

Josh stole the ball from Mike, again, then made another layup. He 
caught his own rebound, then passed the ball to Brad. "Losers out."

Anthony was relieved to find that he played at least as well as Brad 
and maybe a little better than Mike. Josh was clearly better than all 
three of them, which made the sides rather unfair.

After going down 8 points, Mike yelled, "Save us, Zach!"

Anthony was confused until he turned to see an older boy coming out of 
the house. The older boy quickly joined Mike and Brad, enabling them to 
score. 

"Are you picking on my little brother, again, Josh?"

"If you'd teach him to play basketball, he wouldn't whine so much."

"Maybe later, " Mike said, as he ran into the house. "Take my place, 
Zach," he said over his shoulder just before he disappeared inside.

"So, are you gonna introduce me to the new guy, or am I not allowed to 
know who's at my house, anymore?"

"Oh, yeah. This is Anthony. He just moved in down the street from me."

"Well, Anthony, let's see how you play."

Zach proceeded to help Brad even up the score. After about ten minutes, 
Mike came back outside. "You're up, Brad. Hey! Maybe you should take 
Anthony with you."

"No, dude, that's gay!"

Josh and Zach laughed at Anthony's puzzled look.

"So," Zach said to Josh in mock confidence. "Do ya think we can trust 
Tony, here? 'Cause I'm willin' to bet he's a virgin. You a virgin, kid?"

Anthony blushed and looked down at the ground.

"Come on, Anthony," Zach said in his normal voice. "You ever do it with 
a girl, or what?"

"Well...I..."

Josh and Zach looked at each other and pronounced, "He's a virgin." 

Anthony managed another weak, pathetic, "I...," before deciding that 
remaining silent was the best option. He hadn't even kissed a girl, 
properly, yet.

"It's okay, kid," Zach said. "We were all virgins, once."

"Now, Zach, you embarrassed him so much, he probably won't be any use. 
Good thing I'm a master!" He snatched the ball from Zach, and the game 
was back on.

After about another ten minutes, Brad came out of the house. Josh 
tapped Anthony on the elbow and, with a nod of his head, indicated that 
he should follow him.

Anthony followed Josh down the hallway to the first bedroom. Josh 
walked in, but Anthony caught himself at the door. On the bed was a 
very naked girl, who looked to be about 11 years old. She was kneeling 
on one knee, with the foot of her other leg flat on the bed, using a 
small towel to catch the stringy, white fluid that the leaking from the 
bald slit between her spread legs.

She looked up and smiled at Josh. "Who's your friend? He's cute!"

"Kim, this is Anthony. Cuter than me?"

Kim smiled at Anthony. "Hi, Anthony," then to Josh, "No one's cuter 
than you! Don't tell my brothers 'cause they'd get all jealous, and 
stuff, but you're my favorite."

Josh kicked his shoes off, tugged off his socks, then leaned over the 
bed and kissed Kim on the lips. "You gonna help out my new friend, 
here, baby doll? He's a virgin, and I think his first time should be 
with the sexiest young fox on the planet."

Kim laughed as she grabbed the bottom of Josh's shirt and pulled it up 
over his head. "Okay, but you first."

Josh kissed Kim on the lips, again, as he gently pushed her back on the 
bed. He turned his head to kiss her neck, then kissed the nipple of 
each of her just-budding breasts. He kissed her navel before tugging 
off his shorts and sliding up her body. Kim spread her legs wide, and 
Anthony watched in awe as Josh used his hand to guide his stiff penis 
into her vagina. Kim let out a satisfied purr.

"You feel so good, baby doll. You're always so tight. Yeah, that's it! 
Tug on it. You know how I like it."

Kim relaxed as Josh eased his penis all the way into her vagina. When 
he started to pull out, she clamped down hard, trying to trap him 
inside her. With each slow thrust, she relaxed her vagina, welcoming 
him in; with each withdrawal, she clenched her muscles tightly, not 
wanting him to leave.

Josh's thrusts began to quicken, and both he and Kim were grunting 
ever-louder with their efforts. Anthony was surprised by Kim's writhing 
body. He'd always thought that the girl just laid there while the guy 
did the thrusting, but Kim was clawing at Josh's back, pulling on his 
buttocks with her feet, and pushing her body up to meet his. It looked 
as much as if they were wrestling as fucking.

Josh was humping hard, now, and Kim was gasping and crying out, then 
Josh pushed hard into Kim, and she wrapped her arms and legs tightly 
around his body. Anthony saw Josh's buttocks clench several times, then 
he collapsed on top of her.

Kim slowly relaxed, then Josh rolled off her. They both laid on their 
backs with their heads turned towards each other, smiling and laughing.

Anthony felt awkward, as if he were intruding, but he was frozen to his 
spot in the doorway. Eventually, Kim propped herself up on her elbows 
and turned to look at him. 

With a devious smile, she rolled off the bed, catching herself with her 
hands, then slowly crawled over to him, cat-like, all the time looking 
him directly in the eye and continuing the devious smile. 

When she reached him, she raised up on her knees and playfully pulled 
on the elastic waistband of both his shorts and underwear and peaked 
inside. "Oo, nice!" she said, looking up at him, once more.

She then pulled his shorts and underwear down to his ankles. With one 
hand, she tested the weight of his loose-hanging testicles. She wrapped 
the other hand around his very stiff penis and began giving it long, 
slow strokes from the head all the way down to the base and back. She 
looked up, again, and smiled at the look on his face.

Anthony was mesmerized by her attention and her beauty. Her long, 
reddish-brown hair hung alluringly over her soft, round shoulders, 
partially covering each of the small, round bumps on her chest. Her 
skin was a uniform, pale, golden brown and sculpted by the athletic 
muscles underneath. She was a pleasing mix of both softness and 
firmness, womanliness and girlishness.

She was gazing into Anthony's eyes, now, as she continued to treat his 
erections to painfully slow strokes while she gently kneaded and tugged 
on this testicles. Just when he thought he was going to cum, she 
released his penis, rose to her feet, and led him to her bed by pulling 
him by his testicles.

Anthony had to quickly step out of his shorts to avoid tripping. Kim 
indicated with a pat that he should sit on the edge of the bed. When he 
did, she knelt down to remove his shoes and socks then stood to remove 
his shirt.

Anthony's heart was pounding. He was completely naked with an equally 
naked, beautiful and sexy young girl standing in front of him. Kim 
climbed into his lap and scooted forward until her soft lips were 
nestled against his penis. She took it in her hand and began to stroke 
it, again, very slowly.

The combination of ecstasy and agony was driving Anthony crazy. Kim's 
hand felt way better than his own had ever felt, but she was also going 
incredibly slower than he did when he stroked himself. He wanted it to 
go on, forever, but another part of him desperately needed to cum.

Anthony felt the pressure in his prostate ease just as Kim let go of 
his penis. Instead of a powerful jet, his semen dribbled out and over 
his penis without any feeling of release. He groaned in frustration, 
which caused Kim to giggle.

"Now, you'll last longer," she whispered to him, then she raised up, 
grabbed his still-stiff penis, and guided it into her vagina as she 
lowered herself down onto him. Kim hugged Anthony tightly as she began 
riding his penis. She inhaled deeply, enjoying the smell of sweaty boy.

Anthony was once more surprised that sex was not how he had imagined 
it. Instead of just sliding his penis in and out of her vagina, Kim was 
using her muscles to work on him. He felt her vagina tugging and 
squeezing and pulling on his penis. Her chest and stomach were gliding 
over his, lubricated with their combined sweat.

His hands roamed over her body, squeezing her buttocks, rubbing her 
back, stroking her hair. The sensations were overpowering: the smooth 
feel of her skin, the flowery smell of her hair, the soft sounds of her 
moaning. When he could endure no more, he grasped her tightly and 
thrust up into her as he felt the most powerful orgasm of his young 
life wash over his body.

As his breathing and heart-rate slowed, Anthony sensed Kim's vagina 
gently pulse a few times before his softening penis finally slipped out 
of her. He opened his eyes to see Zach, Mike, and Brad standing near 
the door with a fully-clothed Josh. When they saw him look up, they 
applauded loudly.

"Alright!"

"Way to go, Anthony!"

"You're the stud, now!"

"Better than jerking off, isn't it?"

Kim stood up with her feet wide apart and her knees slightly bent. 
Anthony watched as she used the fingers of one hand to spread her lips 
apart and cupped her other hand underneath just in time to catch a glob 
of semen dripping from her vagina. She swept out even more semen with 
her fingers.

"You made a mess!" she said to Anthony with a big smile on her face, 
then she reached for the towel she had earlier and wiped her hand first 
then wiped between her legs. "I need a shower!"

"Not, now, Kimi girl," Zach told her. "We're going for pizza."

"But I smell like sex!"

"We like it when you smell like sex," Zach said, as he picked up Kim, 
tossed her over his shoulder, and gave her butt a few, playful swats. 
He put her down in front of her dresser and added, "Now, get enough 
clothes on so that you won't get arrested." Then to Anthony, "You, too, 
Studly. Get dressed."

Kim complained to Zach while she wriggled into a pair of denim 
shorty-shorts without first bothering to put on any underwear. "I hate 
it when you make me get dressed, right away. Now, I'll have to wash 
these shorts by hand so Mom doesn't find any stains on them."

She looked into her dresser and selected a tank top from last year. Her 
tiny buds weren't big enough to show through loose clothing. They 
weren't much, but she was proud of them, so she had taken to wearing 
tops that were just a little bit too small. She smiled as she realized 
that this shirt would also leave her belly bare, which meant that the 
boys would be rubbing it--"for luck"--every chance they could sneak. 
She didn't even consider shoes.

Zach drove, which meant that Kim had to sit on the laps of the three 
boys crammed in the back seat. They didn't seem to mind and neither did 
she. When they got to the restaurant, Josh, Brad, and Anthony had 
tented shorts.

Paisano's had tables outside, so that's where they sat. It was too warm 
for most people, which meant that the boys could talk without having to 
whisper. They teased Anthony mercilessly, but he was still too happy to 
be bothered by it. He wondered to himself if he looked different, now 
that he was no longer a virgin.

Kim laughed and joked like one of the boys. She infinitely preferred 
the way Zach and Mike treated her now to the way they had treated her 
when she was little. Until she had turned seven, they had pretty much 
ignored her. Between seven and eight, she was a "bratty pest" who was 
alternately shunned and picked upon.

Midway through nine, all that had changed. 

Kim was home alone, sulking. Her mother was working the evening shift, 
as usual. Zach was out on a date, and Mike had threatened to "pound 
her" if she told Mom that he was out late at his friend's house.

She had just finished her bath and was standing naked in front of her 
dresser mirror, desperately searching for the slightest protrusion on 
her chest. She twisted her body to check out her backside.

"At least I have a cute butt," she said aloud to herself.

"Yes, you do."

Zach's voice made her jump. She spun around to see him casually leaning 
on her doorframe. She hurriedly grabbed the towel off the floor and 
held it in front of her body. She ran to the door and tried to close 
it, but Zach positioned his hand to prevent it.

"So, do you always run around naked when you're home alone?"

"Go away!"

"I'll tell Mom."

"I'll tell her you were looking at me!"

"I'll tell her the truth: I was walking by your open door, and I saw 
you looking at your naked self in the mirror."

Zach noticed the tears welling in Kim's eyes and felt a sudden 
tenderness towards his little sister.

"Don't worry, Squirt: I'm not gonna tell Mom. Besides, you're kinda 
cute--for a nine-year-old."

The look on Kim's face changed from sadness to puzzlement. Zach noticed.

"You are kinda cute! Drop the towel, and turn around slowly." Kim 
hesitated. "Go on!"

Kim did as Zach asked, then smiled as she made a few poses like she did 
when she was dancing. She laughed out loud when Zach whistled.

"I bet you make the boys at school happy."

"Ew!"

Now it was Zach's turn to laugh. "In a few more years, you won't be 
saying 'Ew!' anymore!"

Zach ran a hand through Kim's long, silky hair while carefully 
considering her body from head to toe, then he abruptly moved his hand 
away and told her, "Just don't be a tease like that bitch, Marcy."

"You're not supposed to use words like that!"

"So, what?"

"What do you mean by 'tease?'"

"That's a girl who gets a boy all worked up then leaves him hanging." 
After seeing Kim's face screw up, he added, "She won't put out. You 
know, have sex!"

Kim blushed.

"Maybe she's worried about getting pregnant." Zach gave her a 
questioning look. "I know about sex!" Then, quietly, "Well, a little."

"I'd be happy with a blow job--or even a hand job--and you can't get 
pregnant from that, but she hardly even let's me kiss her!"

"What's a blow job?"

"You're too young to know about that."

"I am not! Tell me." She put on her very best look-at-me-aren't-I-cute 
face, then added, "Please?"

Even though it had been more than 15 minutes since he had taken Marcy 
home, his penis was still uncomfortably stiff. He adjusted it in his 
pants while giving Kim's body another look over. He stopped his next 
thought before it had a chance to fully form.

"No, I can't," he said, then he turned and walked towards his own room. 
Kim was right behind him, momentarily forgetting that she wasn't 
dressed. She almost got hit in the face with Zach's door.

"Go away!"

"Not until you tell me what a blow job is. And a hand job!"

"Look, Kim, I just want to be alone. Okay? Besides, you're too young."

Kim looked at the bulge in Zach's shorts. "You're gonna rub your thing, 
aren't you?" Kim answered the question on Zach's face. "I saw Mike 
doing it a few weeks ago. He had a big bulge in his shorts. He didn't 
know I was home, so he didn't close the door to his room. I saw him 
pull it out of his pants and rub it until he peed onto a towel."

"You've been spying on him?"

"No! Well, just that once. You got a bulge just like Mike had. Can I 
watch?"

"No!" Then, realizing that he had just admitted to his little sister 
that he was going to masturbate, he quickly added, "Watch what? I'm not 
going to do anything!"

Kim got that sad look on her face, again. This time, when the thought 
came to him, Zach told himself, I'm not doing anything wrong--I'm just 
teaching her something she's going to learn about, anyway.

Zach lowered his pants and underwear, together, then sat on the edge of 
his bed. Kim's eyes widened. "Kneel in front of me."

Kim quickly did as she was told before Zach changed his mind.

"Now, wrap your hand around it."

Kim was taken aback.

"You wanted to learn how to give a hand job, right?"

Realizing that she was going to get to do more than just watch, Kim 
quickly grabbed Zach's erection. She was surprised by how warm and hard 
it was. Hard underneath, and yet the skin was very soft.

"Now, move your hand up and down--as far up as you can go and as far 
down as you can go. That's right! Good!"

Kim looked up at Zach and smiled.

Zach's breathing became slow and deep. He let out a soft moan. "Oh, 
yeah! That's good, Kim. You're doing great! Now, a little bit faster."

"Is this a hand job?"

"Yep! And you're doing it great!"

Kim smiled wider. "Then what's a blow job?"

"You're definitely too young for that! Just keep stroking me."

Kim stopped stroking, and the look on Zach's face told her that she had 
done exactly the right thing.

"What's a blow job?" she asked, firmly, as if it were more of a command 
than a question.

Kim and Zach were both surprised by what came out of Zach's mouth, 
next. "Kiss it."

"Ew!"

"See, I told you you were too young."

"You want me to kiss it? That's gross!"

"You were the one who wanted to know what a blow job is. If you're too 
much of a baby to handle it, don't complain to me!"

Kim really didn't like the "baby" comment. She looked at the tip of 
Zach's penis, summoned her resolve, then quickly kissed it before she 
chickened out.

"Do it again!"

Kim hesitated, then kissed Zach's penis, again. It's not that bad, she 
thought to herself.

"Now, lick around the edge with your tongue."

Her initial reluctance now gone, she immediately followed the rest of 
Zach's instructions.

"Now, lick underneath. Yeah! Like that! Now, take the tip into your 
mouth and suck on it like a popsicle. Be careful with your teeth! 
That's it! Oh, yeah! That's so good!"

The tone of Zach's voice encouraged Kim, and she dove in 
whole-heartedly.

"Keep going! That's right! Almost..." Zach grunted, and Kim choked as 
something hot and wet hit the back of her throat. She pulled off his 
penis just in time to see a stream of white fluid squirt out of Zach's 
penis. It hit her face, and she turned away. Another volley landed on 
her chest.

"Sorry, baby! I'm mean, sorry, Kim. I forgot to warn you. But, you were 
so good, I got carried away."

Kim liked hearing that she had done it right, and she momentarily 
forgot about the strange taste in her mouth.

"I did good?"

"You did good, baby! You're a natural. If I didn't know better, I'd 
swear you'd done that before."

Kim smiled. Zach decided that he liked that look on her face much 
better than the sad one.

Over the next few weeks, Kim practiced giving Zach a blow job every 
time they were alone together--and Zach arranged for them to be alone a 
lot. When Mike came home unexpectedly and caught them, Kim's offer to 
"do him" eliminated any chance that he would rat them out to their 
mother.

From then, on, the boys insisted that Kim remain naked at home whenever 
their mother was away. She was happy to do it because her brothers were 
now treating her nicer than they had ever before. Not only that, but 
they started "going down" on her (as they called it), and she loved the 
feeling of their tongues exploring the crevice of her kitty.

One Saturday afternoon, Kim walked out into the living room to find 
Mike's friend Brad gawking at her. She dashed back down the hallway to 
her room, but Zach convinced her to come out and "show off her hot 
little body" to Brad. She turned and posed in the way that she had seen 
models do it on TV. She loved the reaction that she got from Brad. Zach 
invited Josh over. He called her a "fox," which made Kim swoon. Soon, 
she was regularly exercising her talents on all four boys.

When they weren't "having sex," Kim was treated like one of the boys. 
They let her hang with them, watch movies., shoot hoops. They took her 
to the beach with them. Taught her to surf, skim board, and play volley 
ball.

They bought her a skimpy bikini with string ties that would have gotten 
her killed if her mother had ever seen her in it. The front was a tiny 
triangle that was barely big enough to cover her kitty, and it bunched 
up inside her slit when it got wet. The back wasn't quite a thong, but 
it did leave most of her butt exposed.

Every time they went to the beach, the boys tried to talk her into 
going topless. "Come  on! You don't have anything for anyone to see!" 
This would result in her attacking whoever had said it. The resulting 
wrestling only encouraged the boys.

Finally, on a school holiday when there was practically no one at the 
beach, she agreed to try it. Josh had convinced her that her long, 
"beautiful" hair would cover most of her chest, anyway.

After a short time, she had completely forgotten about being topless as 
she played volley ball and went swimming. It wasn't until an old man 
was staring at her at the showers that she remembered that she wasn't 
wearing a top. She smiled at him, and he smiled back.

From then on, she went topless at the beach whenever it wasn't very 
crowded--until she noticed a couple of bumps beginning to form on her 
chest. "Now, that I'm becoming a woman," she had declared, 
matter-of-factly, "I have to cover up."

It was after a trip to the beach when she was showering with Zach that 
she took another step towards womanhood.

It had been a long time since she had showered alone any time other 
than when her mother was home. She usually took turns with Zach and 
Mike. She even showered with Josh or Brad, every once in a while.

Zach was hugging her wet, soapy body close to his and rubbing his stiff 
penis against her. He lifted her so that his penis was between her 
legs, pressed against her lips, and rubbed some more. It just seemed 
natural to slip himself inside her.

Kim gasped in surprise. Zach gave a few, quick stabs; the sensation of 
her tight vagina surrounding his stiff penis was too much for him, and 
he ejaculated. His penis quickly softened, and he put her down. Kim 
thought to herself, Did I just have sex? It had happened so quickly and 
was over so fast, she wasn't sure.

Later that night, Zach took his time and made love to her properly. 
Then, she was sure. Mike was just as quick his first time, as was Brad. 
Josh was the only one who always made sure she was "getting off," as he 
called it. He'd also said that Zach, Mike, and Brad were too much like 
rabbits, which had made her laugh.

Now, she had Anthony to play with, too, and she had noticed that he had 
hardly taken his eyes off her since he had first stood in the doorway 
of her bedroom. There was a hunger in his eyes that made her tingle 
inside--almost as much as when she thought of Josh.

After they had finished eating, Zach took them to the mall. He liked 
getting Kim to just throw on something quickly "because we're not going 
anywhere," then taking her somewhere very public and showing her off.

Kim didn't mind. In fact, she rather liked it. The cool tile of the 
mall floor felt good under her bare feet, and she felt naughty trying 
to avoid the grumpy, old security guards who'd escort her and the boys 
out of the mall and show them the "Shirt and Shoes Required" sign on 
the door.

She also enjoyed running into her friends from school, who thought it 
was cool that she was hanging out with older boys--even if two of them 
were her brothers.

Anthony didn't think at all about being seen with Kim. He just thought 
about how beautiful she was and how much he enjoyed looking at her and 
being with her. He didn't even consider that she was only eleven. The 
biggest things on his mind were how fortunate he was that his parents 
had moved here and what a great summer he was going to have.