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CHAPTER THREE Sibling Rivalry
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Carol left the class and Bubba Larren was waiting for her. The two
made a ridiculous pair. Bubba was almost two feet taller then his little
pal. Yet it was she who often gave the orders for the pair. Carol found
that while he seemed to have no romantic interest in her, he would take her
to the movies at the snap of her fingers. He was always at every one of
her gymnastics meets the same way she never missed any of his football
games. As usual he grabbed her backpack to carry her books.
"Hey Shorty, what took you so long?"
Carol could feel her cheeks blush a bit. She couldn't tell him that
she had been on her knees begging her teacher to force her to suck him
off. It was true. It was beginning just like her mother said it would
happen. So the little babe flashed her winning smile to disarm the big
teenaged buck.
"Oh, I had detention today so he kept me after class so get some extra
credit." She quickly changed the subject. "Big guy, you didn't have to
wait for me, but its still awfully sweet of you." 'Big Guy' was her
nickname for her large friend.
The big black teenager towered over her. "I heard what happened today
in the outer halls, just thought you'd might like an escort."
The teen beauty beamed. "My protector. Don't worry about me. I can
handle myself! Look at these muscles!" Carol strained to make a bicep and
got a laugh from her giant of a friend.
"Like I said, I thought you might need an escort." Carol playfully
slugged the big football star and leaned against him as they walked home.
Thoughts entered the junior misses pretty head. Adolescent confusing
thoughts. Thoughts of watching Tommy Davidson wack off. The way she
liked being dominated by her teacher. Silently Carol looked up at Bubba,
trying to force her thoughts into the big teens brain. 'If only he'd take
me. I could let out these feelings. Mom was right. The dam is bursting.
Mmmm, I wish Bubba would burst right through me. dammit...What am I
thinking?'
Carol forced her mind to listen to her boyfriend in waiting, picking
up his conversation. "Burst right through the line and score! Um, Shorty
is this getting through?"
The darling nodded, as the two had done for years, they never quit
walking home. "Sure, Bubba, you want to burst through my line and score.
You get through."
Bubba laughed, "Not exactly. You know, do you really like football?"
Carol thought of the way the football players head butting each other,
congratulated their opponent on a "good hit". She thought it was a barbaric
exercise designed purely to increase the testerone level of the dull male
population. Carol blinked. "All you guys, Soooo many of you, so big and
strong...shit Bubba, I love football!"
Bubba blinked himself. Carol was all girl and dominated him the pair
easily. Over the years, she never ceased to amaze him and her sudden
dizziness and fast language she reserved for her friend, Brandi, surprised
the big fellow.
"Shorty you crack me up. Something knock you in the head?"
"Bubba, you want to knock me up? Is that what you said?"
Bubba stopped and started laughing. "Stop it! You're killin' me!"
Carol forced a smile. "Bubba, are seeing some girl?"
Frowning, the youngest Larren shook his head. "I'm sure. You know
I'm not seeing any girls."
"Thanks a lot. What am I? Some boy?"
Bubba eyes widened. He knew something was wrong. "No, it's not like
that. You know...you're not like a girl. You dig sports and stuff You're
a jock just like me."
That remark burned her self esteem. At the time, in her gym bag was
a box of heels that she was thinking of returning to the store. The heels
were bought in anticipation of Bubba asking her to the freshman mixer.
Despite dropping hints, to her disappointment her big guy never followed
up.
Disarming the lug, she bit her bottom lip. "Little Larren, I'm wearing
a dress...okay?"
He shrugged. "School uniform. So what? Shorty? What's wrong?"
Six feet six inches at fifteen years old and Bubba took a step back
from the tiny star across the street. Carol wagged her small finger at
him. Stopped. Tapped her foot. "There's a dance coming...soon."
Now he rolled his eyes. "Aww, C'mon, Shorty. A dance?"
Now Carol rolled her eyes. "What? Bubba are you the only black guy
in school that can't dance?"
Bubba rolled his eyes at the obvious racial shot. She could do it,
the girl across the street could say anything to him. Smiling, "Well,
I have been clumsy lately. Maybe you could work with me on your floor
exercise, I heard you're pretty good."
Carol sighed inwardly, letting him change the subject. She hadn't
meant to turn on him, but her emotions were running a little ragged.
She remembered that Bubba was the original good guy. The giant who
wouldn't hurt a fly. "Well, if you're real good, I'll win you a guitar
at my next meet."
Bubba shook his head. "No, You better keep it. I ain't got no rhythm,
'remember?" A nervous laughter that turned genuine. A genuine friendship
that carried the two as they walked.
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About halfway home, a large old cadillac pulled up and slowed. The pair
immediately recognized it has his fathers old auto. "Hello Son, helloo
Carol, you two want a ride?"
Carol squinted her eyes at the older man. "Hello Mr. Larren."
Bubba Jr. peeked at the back seat and saw it filled with things from his
dads junk business in the backseat. "AWW Dad, you got too much stuff back
here."
"Plenty of room back there for the likes of you, Carol can sit up here
with me." Bubba Sr. teased his son plenty, but the love for his boy was
obvious. For Carol however, it was another matter. For months she had
wondered what that look on his face was, and now she could recognize it
easily. It was the leer of sexual desire.
Carol had seen one boy jack off to her legs, and had sucked off her old
teachers cock within 24 hours. She could feel her blood starting to boil.
Before she remembered how her best friends father was always trying cop a
feel from her precious little body and she would always pretend not to
notice. Her mind began work a bit. She rummaged in her backpack and pulled
out the white stilleto heels. Twisting, she turned to face Bubba Jr. and
the seat belt caught hold of her school skirt letting the back raise up
above her waist exposing her small firm ass covered with the thin white
cotton panties.
She pretend to show his son her shoes, but kept one eye on his father.
"Look Bubba, I bought these for the homecoming dance. That way when we get
our picture taken, it won't look so funny. What do you think of 'em?"
Bubba Jr. seemed confused and seemed to go into a shell. "Uh I really,
uh, don't know, if I'm going to the dance."
Carol saw the fathers hand begin to snake over. Instead of skirting
away, she leaned back filling his hand with her small muscular butt. She
pretended not to notice that he was squeezing her ass continually while she
rebuffed his son in the back seat.
"You're going to the dance. You're taking me and you're gonna buy me
a pink corsage!" Her eyes opened wide when she felt his fathers hand yank
the thin white panties down and slip his large hand feeling up her bare
asscheeks!
"Aw Shorty, I can't dance worth a darn."
She couldn't believe the boldness of his father. Feeling up her ass with
his son right there in the back seat! Suddenly, the car hit a hole in the
road, she went up and down a bit and found his hand was now massaging her
bare cunt. She couldn't help but let out a groan.
"UHNNNNNNNN!"
Bubba Jr. scrunched his eyebrows. "Shorty! What's wrong!"
"I feel strange. I...I think I'm gonna cry!" Carol was knew that the
older man had found paydirt and was giving her a vigorous pussy massage.
The son rolled his eyes in surrender. "Don't do that! I'll take you to
the mall so we can buy your dress tomorrow. Okay?"
Carol smiled as she felt waves of pleasure wash over her. "Thanks
Big guy, I knew you wouldn't let me down."
She reached back and gently pulled the hand away from her ass before she
sat down. She turned to his father. "Can Bubba borrow the car so he can
take me to the dance sir?"
The father looked her square in the eye. "This piece of junk?"
Carol eyes wandered down to his crotch, her eyes widened as she saw
the giant length of hose along his leg. "Sir, as long as Bubba takes me,
I'd go on a bicycle."
The old black man couldn't help but openly leer at the young girl.
"You think you have me wrapped around your little finger like you do my
boy eh?
"Yes sir." Carol wasn't looking at his face but at the lengthening meat
edging down his thigh. She slowly tore her gaze away certain that he had
seen her reaction at his trouser snake. "I...mean no sir...Well...I guess
I do. Can Bubba borrow your Cadillac? It would be like going to the dance
in a big limosine. PLEEEEEZE?"
Bubba Sr. shook his head, the little minx was always teasing him.
Someday He'd make sure she'd get it and get it good! "Well...okay
why not?"
Carol undid her belt, leaned over and kissed his father politely on the
cheek. As she did, she put one hand on his thigh and felt the unmistakable
feel of semi-hard cock. Her mouth opened a bit and she whispered, "That
can't be all you!" Then aloud so his son could hear. "Oh Thank you Mr.
Larren you are so nice."
Bubba Sr. muttered underneath his breath. "Gawddamn tease."
As the pair arrived home, Carol could see hear mother all dressed up to
entertain one of her many clients. She had landed a high profile job at the
condom company and was out many nights of the week, leaving the kids to cook
for themselves. In a lot of ways Carol didn't mind. She had free use of
the phone (a teenage girls best friend), a lot more spending money and
Carol's mother always spent time with her and her brother on the weekend.
Opal stood by her new porsche and waited for Carol to say her
goodbyes. "Thank you, Mr. Larren for the ride."
The boys father nodded and scrunched over went into the house leaving
Carol with her best friend. She decided to make a move. She hugged her
"boy next door" and waited to see if he would grow the bulge that was all
too familiar in his father. She felt nothing. She pouted her lips and
licked them once, slowly, the way her friend Brandi had told her to do.
Still nothing.
"Shorty whatcha doing'?"
Carol felt total defeat. Maybe her big black giant was gay. Well,
she still would remain his friend to the end. "That was just a thank
you hug. I gotta go." She ran across the street to mother, leaving the
big black teen to scratch his head.
Her Mother, Opal was a lot more relaxed these days. For some reason, she
didn't mind her young daughter spending so much time with the boy. However
the father was another matter. "Carol Brazil, I don't want you riding in
the front seat with that awful Mr. Larren. I...I don't trust him."
Carol squinted her eyes. "Mom, are you a bigot?"
Opal looked hurt. "Why no! Of course not! His young son is a perfect
gentleman. I read in the papers that he'll have his choice of any college
in the country. Why in a few years, he'll make lots of money as a
professional athelete. A credit to his race."
The little girl rolled her eyes. Opal continued. "But his father. a
dirty common junkman. I don't like him one bit. Now I'll be entertaining
tonight and then I have to catch a flight out, so I won't be back till
tomorrow. Be a dear and cook dinner for your brother. He is so helpless
without a woman."
"Aww Mom!"
Opal kissed her daughter on the cheek, "No backtalk, now do as I say
and I'll see you tomorrow."
Carol went inside and saw JR, watching TV as usual. She went to pick up
the phone to tell her friend Brandi, that she was right. There was no
getting to Bubba. JR stopped her in her tracks. "Hey no phone calls until
you make me dinner, peewee."
Carol could feel stress coming over her and turned right into his chest.
"Nope, I think tonight you're gonna fix me dinner."
JR couldn't believe the way she sassed him. "You little shit, you wonder
I'm never nice to you..."
"Shut up JR." At that instant, her hand went right to her brothers
crotch and squeezed. "MMmmm, feels like a big one, JR." The feeling hit
Carol like a bolt of thunder. She was surprised herself at her own casual
manner of feeling up her big brother. A hormonal impulse shot through her
driving out all other thoughts. An overwhelming impulse to handle the
nearest male. For Carol it didn't matter that the nearest male was her
own brother.
JR could feel his cock swelling in her little hand as she massaged him
through his blue jeans. "Wha.. What are you doing? You can't...Ahh."
The little teenager could feel power as she watched her rough talking
big brother become meek as a lamb. "Yeah, it's a big one alright. I
better take it out and have a look." As much her actions surprised her,
She was surprised more as she felt that dam bursting...again. The youngster
was controlled by a sexual impulse that wouldn't stop.
She looked down and opened his snap and unzipped him. She jerked his
baggy pants down until they bunched around his ankles. His underwear made
an huge obscene bulge that she squeezed again and again. "WOW! Feels like
yours is the biggest one yet JR. But I'll have to suck it to be sure. You
want me to suck your dick JR?"
JR had always thought of his sister as pretty. In fact she was the cutest
girl to ever handle his cock and the way her small hand kept rubbing his
dick and balls was driving him crazy. Still, like most brothers and
sisters, rivalry and unwritten rules kept either one from entertaining
thoughts of the other. In an unthinking instant the young female had
broken down the incest barrier and changed the course of their relationship.
While he had some thoughts about his little sister before, he never once
thought about pursuing them. His lust started early as right before his
eyes JR had seen his little sister getting curves while barely growing an
inch.
The lucky teen was stunned by the sight of his clothed cock bulge and
her small hands right beside the tent awaiting his command like a slave.
Her tiny hands had hypnotized him more then once. For years JR had
wondered what his mothers small perfectly manicured hands would look like
wrapped around his member. The same thoughts then turned to his little
sister's hands. Tiny, clean and with her nails clipped short. He was
sure there was no way she could make it all the way around him and it was a
sight he was waiting to see. In a sexual stupor JR managed a single word.
"Yeah."
"Yeah, what? Tell me like a man, JR!"
"Yeah! I WANT YOU TO SUCK MY DICK, AND I WANT YOU TO DO IT NOW!"
'Strong...Dominating, much much better.'
"Of course, JR," She said in her softest voice. Carol dropped to her
knees and winced as they were still sore from her afternoon suckoff session.
She thumbed down his underwear and his prick sprang up rockhard and stiff
right in her face. It felt so right to see it bobbing up and down and so
close, her big brother could feel her breath. "WOW! You really are a big
brother, JR! Your dick is big. Maybe too big! How big are you, JR?"
"Eight inches. Four inches around."
His sister shook her head at her luck. Her best friend was slowly
working her way through every guy in the eighth grade in search of what
she called, "a true monster cock". The largest she had found was seven and
a half inches. Carol shook her head thinking if her friend only knew that
maybe the monster she was looking for, lived in the same house with her.
"You better grab my ponytail and force me a bit so I don't lose my nerve."
Carol was going to suck his dick regardless of whether he forced her or not.
But she loved being dominated and taken advantage of. The second he grabbed
her ponytail and pulled, her mouth opened and she lunged forward.
Once again, Carol never shut her eyes, but this time she looked at her
big brothers dick as she slowly inhaled bit after bit of his thick rod.
Her older sibling watched with glee as his little sister tounged and sucked
his rod. He loved the way her eyes crossed as they peered down the thick
remainder of his dick and he shivered as her small hand unsuccessfully
tried to wrap around his thick schlong.
"Geez, Peewee, You must really like sucking cock."
Carol mumbled something, but she couldn't talk very well with her
big brothers cock in her mouth. He yanked his sisters head up by her
ponytail so he could hear the little teen cocksucker speak.
"OWW! I said, I like sucking on a big dick like yours, Big brother. Now
feed me." Her head wiggled back down straining against her brothers grip
as he tried to set the rhythm but his little sister was enjoying herself so
much that he could feel his balls tightening for a familiar blast.
Carol could feel her brothers dick getting fatter and she was finding it
difficult to breathe. His cock was so long that the teenager couldn't take
it all. Her hands roamed on his thighs and found his full nutsack, so she
began to gently knead them again and again. As she did, she found that her
siblings cock would puff up as well so she did it again and again.
"Carol, I think I'm gonna cum!"
His little sister lifted her head for a second, spoke and then went right
back down on her big brother with the fat cock.
"FEED ME, BIG BROTHER, FEED ME DINNER!"
"KEEP SUCKING, LITTLE SISTER, KEEP SUCKING! I'M ALMOST THERE!"
Carol's head bobbed back and forth. "ULMPH!! ULMPH!! ULMPH!! <CHOKE!>"
""AARRRGH! EEEYEAH!!! I'M CUMMIN'! TAKE IT SIS! TAKE IT ALL! ARRRGH!"
The first blast went right into his little sisters mouth and filled
it to overflowing. She opened her mouth for air and his cum flowed out
from the sides of her mouth soaking her chin with thick white jism for the
second time that day. JR released her sisters head and his cumblast shot
right across her cheek and on her nose! The entire time, she kept her
eyes opened so she could watch her brothers face grimace in orgasm.
With his cock pulled out, Carol wrapped one hand around her brothers
shaft and kept pumping his cock, feeling it go soft and deflate.
Once again, she was caught in an irresistable impulse. Carol wanted
more, she needed more. Her mind forgot about her gentle giant again as she
planned the times she could suck off her teacher and her big brother too!
Once again a little dazed and confused, her minded clouded with heavy lust.
The little girl was fascinated with her brothers penis instantly comparing
deflated size to it's aroused state. Still gently pumping and squeezing
him with her delicate grip, she felt her brother weakly try to pull away.
Even then she wouldn't let go and her brother buckled as his little bitty
sister deliberately kept hold of the sensitive head, squeezing his glands
until he couldn't take any more and collasped at her knees.
Little Carol wiped her chin with a spermy hand and licked the rest of
her own big brothers cum from her lips. "MMMmmm, thanks for the meal, JR.
You shoot an awful lot of sperm, JR. No wonder you took so long."
"I...I never been sucked off like that before. Not by someone as pretty
as you. I wanted it to last as possible."
Carol smiled as she wiped the last of her big brothers wad from her face.
"So you do think I'm pretty, after all?"
"AWW, sis, you're one of the prettiest girls in school."
"Why thank you JR." Carol stood, letting her big brother see under her
skirt. "All that sucking of your big dick, made me hungry."
"Just relax, Peewee, I'll cook dinner for you tonight."
Carol headed for the stairs to clean up. She grinned more to herself.
"Why thank you JR. You are so nice to me." Carol was sure he would be
a lot nicer to her from now on. Without an inward gaze, she didn't realize
how she awakening and awakening fast. With sex on her mind, she began to
figure how she was going to accomplish her goal. How to "convert" Big
Bubba Larren Jr. into her boyfriend. She had some idea's but knew a
call to Brandi certainly couldn't hurt. Noticing a stray bit of sperm
on the back of her hand, she licked it up and reached for the phone.
*To be continued*
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