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Something To Look Forward To
by Elsie (elsiewrites@yahoo.com)

***

Hating high school, his older sister takes him to the 
city for the weekend and introduces him to a friend of 
hers. (F/m-teen, ped, inc)

***

1.

When I was 15 years old, my parents moved to 
Connecticut, and I started high school in a new school 
district, and I seriously hated it. I had never had a 
lot of friends, but now I knew no-one. It was an 
affluent area, and my family was relatively poor. The 
guys made fun of me, and none of the girls would even 
look at me. I would wake up with a stomachache every 
morning, and my grades started to suffer. 

And I was horny all the freaking time. I literally 
could not masturbate enough. My dad had a stash of old 
porno mags that I raided whenever I could. I jerked off 
in the morning, and I jerked off at night. And I still 
got hard-ons at school that would make an embarrassing 
tent in the front of my jeans that I was certain 
everyone could plainly see.

School sucked.

I was the youngest of three. It's pretty obvious that I 
was an accident; my brother and sister were 10 and 15 
years older than me. My brother, Alan, flies 
helicopters for the army in Afghanistan and doesn't 
really come into this story. My sister Molly works for 
a publishing company and lives in New York City.

It was October, Columbus Day weekend. I had a 3-day 
weekend, and my parents didn't want to deal with me 
moping around the house, so I think they asked Molly to 
take me for the weekend. It's possible that it was her 
idea, but it's hard to believe that she'd have 
volunteered to take her punk-ass kid brother for a long 
weekend. Nonetheless, she made the long drive to my 
parent's house after work on Friday and picked me up. 
We drove back to the city right after dinner.

"God those things are miserable!" Molly was referring 
to the dinner, which had been the usual awkward, 
formal, stilted affair. "I don't know how you do it!"

I didn't know how I did it either. I knew my parents 
loved me, but after two kids, they really didn't have 
time or energy for a third. Between my home life, my 
school life, and no sex life, I wasn't quite suicidal, 
but I was really fucking depressed.

"Molly," I said plaintively, "If I ran away from home, 
could I stay with you?"

"Of course you could Kiddo," she said, annoyingly 
tousling my hair, "But don't do it. Trust me, it isn't 
worth it. I know high school is the deepest pit in 
hell, and I know our parents are lame, but tough it 
out. You'll get through it."

Well it was good to know that Molly hated high school 
too, and thought our parents sucked too. It gave me at 
least a glimmer of hope. We drove up the Jersey 
Turnpike, and Molly asked me questions about school, 
and friends, and girls; and clucked with sympathy. "You 
just wait 'till you're in college Kiddo. The girls will 
be all over your ass in college."

I realized at some point along the Bronx River Parkway 
that my 30 year-old sister Molly was an actual 
attractive female, with breasts and everything, and 
that I was alone in the car and in close proximity to 
her. To my horror and embarrassment, my dick responded, 
as it was prone to doing. I blushed furiously, and felt 
like a pervert, but Molly didn't seem to notice. 

It was late by the time we got to her tiny little 
apartment in Brooklyn, and she unfolded the futon in 
the living room for me, and we both went straight to 
bed. I promptly jerked off into my dirty t-shirt, with 
naughty images of Molly and her tight black sweater and 
jeans going through my naughty little head. I felt like 
a creep doing it, but I was too horny to care.

Molly kept me busy all day the next day. We went out 
for breakfast, then came back to the apartment and 
played video games, then went out for lunch and checked 
out a couple museums and went for a walk in the park. 
It was nice out, and Molly was wearing a light t-shirt 
that really showed off her perky breasts, and a white 
skirt that I could occasionally almost make out her 
underwear through. My dick, needless to stay, stayed 
shamelessly hard all afternoon.

Molly went out for a while in the early evening, 
leaving me alone in the apartment. I confess that I 
promptly snooped. I found a box of condoms and a couple 
of dildos and vibrators in her bedside table, which 
sort of shocked me, though I'm not sure why. I also 
found a stack of porno DVDs, which looked highly 
intriguing. I'd never seen an actual porn movie; only 
furtive clips on the internet, and my dad's musty old 
skin mags. But before I could slip one into the player 
and find out more, Molly came home, and I had to 
scramble to avoid being caught red-handed.

She asked me what I thought of New York, and I told her 
that I loved it, and wanted to move there after I 
graduated. She smiled and said "Yeah, it's not for 
everyone, but I think it suits me really well. I think 
you'd like living here too."

We ordered a pizza for dinner, and then we went back 
into Manhattan. A friend of hers was in a band that was 
playing downtown, and we were going out to hear them 
play.

The band was playing in a bar, and nobody checked my ID 
or even looked twice at me. I'd never been in a bar 
before. The band was good, but really loud. I had a 
beer, which I didn't like very much, and then Molly got 
me a rum and coke, which I liked a lot better. There 
were lots of hot girls in the bar. I liked New York, 
the crowds, the noise, the energy. We took a taxi back 
to Molly's place.

"Can I ask you a question?" Molly asked as we got out 
of the cab.

"O-k." I said. I was pretty sure I was drunk.

"Do teenage boys really masturbate as much as everyone 
says they do?"

I turned purple and fell back into the taxi. She pulled 
me out laughing and paid the cab driver. "I take it 
that's a YES then?" She pulled me up the stoop to her 
front door and fumbled for her house keys. "So how many 
times a day does that add up to?"

"Two or three times a day, usually." I managed to 
mumble.

"That's not so much." Molly got the door open and led 
me up the stairs to her apartment. "When I was your 
age, that's about how often I diddled myself. Sometimes 
even more. And that was –before- I discovered 
pornography!"

She dropped her keys and then recovered them, letting 
us into the apartment and closing the door behind her. 
About that point I realized that she was drunk too.

"So let me ask you something else... Do you stare at 
the tits of every girl you hang out with, or do you 
actually think I have nice breasts?"

I turned purple again. I hadn't realized I'd been 
staring. Or at least I thought I'd been discreet when I 
was checking her out.

I sunk down onto the futon. I was currently dying of 
embarrassment, but my traitorous dick was painfully 
hard.

"Ok that's not really a fair question," Molly said. "I 
withdraw the question, Your Honor."

"I'm sorry," I muttered, "I didn't mean to stare..."

"Aw Kiddo," Molly said, flopping down next to me on the 
futon, "Don't be sorry!" She gave me a squeeze. "I 
guess I was always insecure about them growing up. I 
take it as a compliment. And I always appreciate the 
attention!"

I swallowed. "I think they're... really nice."

She laughed. "Thanks! I guess I haven't gotten too many 
complaints. Have you ever actually seen a pair of 
boobies in real life? Of course not, I forget, you're 
only 15. Do you wanna have a look? Up close and 
personal?"

Apparently I managed to nod "Yes"

Molly grinned real big and pulled her t-shirt off over 
her head. Her breasts were contained in a flimsy lacey 
white bra. I couldn't believe this was actually 
happening. This HAD to be a dream. She reached behind 
her back and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall into 
her lap, and setting her beautiful breasts free.

"God... Molly... They're beautiful!" I managed to choke 
out.

"Well thank you!" she replied, wiggling her torso 
slightly and making her boobs jiggle and dance. They 
reminded me of a couple of ripe pears. The nipples were 
pink and erect and pointed slightly up and out. "I'm 
glad you like them!" She seemed genuinely pleased that 
I liked her tits. "Would you like to touch one?"

I nodded dumbly and held out my hand, cupping her left 
breast. It felt wonderful in my hand, heavier than I 
had expected and amazingly soft.

"You could take off your skirt, I wouldn't mind." I 
couldn't believe my boldness, but Molly just nodded and 
got up and wiggled out of her white skirt, leaving it 
in a pile on the floor. She was wearing high-cut 
turquoise panties, the ones that had been just on the 
edge of being visible in certain kinds of light all 
day. Her ass wiggled delightfully in them, and I could 
see a few stray strands of dark pubic hair.

"Ok Mister," Molly said. She was standing three-
quarters naked in front of the futon couch. "Now I 
wanna see the goods. Drop trou for me Little Bro."

I was dying of embarrassment and boiling-over 
horniness. My hands shook, making it difficult to 
unsnap my jeans. Molly giggled. I lifted up my butt and 
skootched my jeans and my tighty-whiteys down around my 
ankles, letting my long-confined dick spring out like a 
jack-in-the-box.

"Oooh Kiddo! You're looking mighty grown up there!" 
Molly flopped back down onto the futon. I jumped as her 
naked thigh pressed against mine. "Let me tell you a 
little secret, Bro. It's not how big it is that 
matters, just how you use it. But if you've got a big 
dick AND you know how to use it.... Mmm-hmm!"

I didn't know what to say. Clear pre-come was leaking 
copiously out of the end of my rigid dick.

"Ok" Molly said. "This is WAY out of control. I think 
that you should jerk off for me now, and then we should 
go to bed. Our own separate beds. You can come on my 
boobs if you want." she added.

So I got up on my knees, straddling her lap with my 
dick just inches from my sisters' gorgeous tits and 
started stroking myself, while she watched hungrily.

It was a good thing I'd already masturbated once that 
day, because I was able to last for more than four 
strokes.

"Nice...niiice... niiiiiice!" Molly intoned as I rubbed 
my cock. I couldn't hold back any more. My body went 
rigid and my toes curled and my balls clenched and I 
squirted all over Molly's tits. It was an incredibly 
intense come, and it seemed to go on forever and ever. 

When I could think again, the first thing I thought was 
that I couldn't believe how much come had come out. It 
was all over both her breasts, and all the way up onto 
her neck. For some reason I was afraid that she'd be 
mad at me, but she just grinned and wiped off with my 
t-shirt.

"Bedtime, Kiddo! Sweet dreams. And don't forget to 
brush your teeth." And with that, she sauntered into 
her bedroom and closed the door behind her.


2.

When I woke up on Sunday morning, Molly was already 
out. This time I successfully managed to resist the 
urge to snoop in her room and check out those pornos. 
Molly came home soon enough, and made me waffles for 
breakfast.

"Last night was a little weird, huh?" she asked me over 
the kitchen table.

"A little?!"

"Sorry," she said sheepishly, "I guess horny and drunk 
are kind of a bad combination... I'm sorry."

"Actually," I said, "I enjoyed it."

Molly smiled and seemed to relax a bit. "I did too. But 
it was still weird. That's not the kind of stuff 
brothers and sisters are supposed to do. But if you're 
into it, I've got a friend I can hook you up with."

"Are you serious?"

"Heck yeah I'm serious Kiddo! Her name's Kira, and 
she's my age and she hasn't had a boyfriend in six 
months. And she's a serious pervert. Just one 
condition, ok?"

"What's that?"

"That I get to watch."

Of course I agreed. I wasn't entirely sure exactly what 
I was agreeing to, but I had a feeling that whatever 
happened would be good. Turns out Molly had already 
made the necessary arrangements. We were meeting Kira 
for lunch.

We met up at a Vietnamese restaurant a couple blocks 
away from Molly's apartment. I had never had Vietnamese 
food before; whenever I went out with Mom and Dad, we 
went to the Olive Garden or to TGI Fridays. "I told her 
you were my little brother, and I told her you're a 
virgin,"

I started to protest. She didn't even let me get 
started. "Well its TRUE isn't it? Anyway she's never 
had a virgin, and the idea is a big turn-on for her. I 
didn't tell her how old you are. If she asks just tell 
her you're eighteen. She might even believe you."

Just about then, Kira walked up to our table. She was a 
roly-poly redhead with frizzy hair and glasses. She had 
a tiny little nose ring, a My Little Pony tattooed on 
one arm and a Smurfette on the other, and she had these 
really big boobs that were threatening to spill out the 
front of her skull-and-crossbones t-shirt. She was 
wearing a really tight black skirt that ended halfway 
up her thick thighs, and she had a big smile on her 
round face, and freckles.

"I'm so glad you came!" Holly said, "I hope you're 
hungry!"

"Oh I am," Kira said, positively leering at me. When 
Holly introduced us, Kira gave me a big hug that 
squooshed her big boobs against my chest. I already had 
an erection, and I was pretty sure she could feel it 
through her skirt, which made me both more self-
conscious and hornier than I already was.

Holly ordered something for me with noodles and beef 
and spices in it, and it was delicious, but I had a 
very hard time concentrating on the food because Kira 
had her hand on my thigh for the whole meal, and I 
thought my dick might actually bust the zipper of my 
pants. I don't remember much of the conversation; it 
was mostly just girl-talk between Holly and Kira. After 
we were all done with our soups, Holly turned to Kira 
and asked if she wanted to come back to our apartment 
for a while to 'hang out'.

"Oh boy, do I ever!" was Kira's response. So we walked 
back to Molly's place, me with a girl – a woman- on 
each arm, almost tripping over my own erection.

"Do you know what I'm wearing under my skirt?" Kira 
asked me conversationally as we walked down the street. 
Molly giggled. I shook my head 'No'. "Why don't you 
find out then?" She took my hand and guided it up under 
her skirt, right there on the busy streets of Brooklyn. 
I cupped her ass. There were no panties under there, 
just warm, soft skin, acres of it. I must have gasped 
out loud because both the girls busted out laughing.

We made it up to Molly's apartment, and then Kira was 
all over me, kissing me with tongue, pushing me down 
onto the futon and straddling me, pulling my t-shirt 
off over my head. She stripped her own t-shirt off, and 
the tight black jogging bra that was holding her 
grapefruit-sized breasts in check. They popped out of 
their confines, jiggling and shaking with her every 
movement. The big pink nipples were pierced with thick 
steel rings.

"So do you want to see my pussy?" she asked me, 
dragging herself up and down the lump in the front of 
my pants.

"Um...yeah!" 

"Have you ever seen a pussy before?" she asked me. I 
looked over at Molly, who was watching us intently.

"No," I replied, "I mean I've seen porn before. But not 
in real life."

"Well then I'll show you mine," Kira said, "But you 
have to promise to kiss it for me."

That was an easy one. "Ok" I said, "I promise."

Kira hiked up her skirt around her waist. Her pussy was 
shaved totally bare. She had fat lips that pouted 
together in an enticing crease. I could see wetness 
between her lips. "Kiss it for me Baby" Kira said, 
scooting up toward my face. I puckered up and kissed 
her right on the lips. She tasted salty and sexy, and I 
was amazed to feel her stickiness on my face. "Mmm," 
Kira giggle, "You're going to be fun, I can tell 
already!"

She slid back down and deftly unbuttoned my jeans, 
pulling them off along with my underwear. She sized my 
dick up hungrily. "Nice one Molly!" she said, "You know 
what the best thing about young guys is? They're ready 
to go again almost right as soon as you're done!" And 
with that she opened her mouth wide and swallowed my 
dick.

It felt so good, so hot and wet! I couldn't believe how 
good it felt. I couldn't believe this was really 
happening to me. I kept expecting to wake up in a 
sticky, embarrassing puddle on my sister's futon. The 
whole experience probably took all of about 30 seconds. 
Kira's lips were wrapped tightly around my dick, her 
hand was pumping my shaft, her frizzy red hair was all 
over the place. 

I caught myself humping back at her mouth, and she 
moaned onto my dick, encouraging me. Her mouth bobbed 
up and down on me, and I felt my body go rigid, and I 
shouted out loud and all of a sudden I was coming in 
her mouth. She stayed with me until the sensation was 
too intense and I couldn't take it anymore, and pulled 
away. My penis flopped out of her mouth with a wet 
plop. Kira grinned up at me. 

"So, did you enjoy that?" she asked.

"Oh My God," was all I could manage "Oh My God that was 
intense! Thank you!"

Kira's grin widened. "You're welcome!" she said, "I 
enjoyed that very much too, so thank you!" she licked 
her lips, "I don't think I'm the only one who enjoyed 
that either." She nodded over at Molly who was perched 
at the far end of the couch, and whose jeans had come 
unbuttoned, and who had one hand down the front of her 
panties. 

"Let me tell you a little secret," Kira said, "If 
you're good at giving a girl head, you're never gonna 
have trouble getting laid. Feel like learning?"

"Yes please!" I responded, possibly a little too 
eagerly, because both girls broke out laughing.

"Well OK then!" Kira sat back on the futon couch, 
spreading her knees wide apart, "You're going to learn 
from an expert. I'll tell you another little secret. 
For a supposedly straight girl, your sister Molly licks 
a pretty mean pussy. Show him how it's done Mol!"

I got down on my knees and put my face between Kira's 
voluminous thighs. She sighed audibly and skootched her 
crotch closer to my face. I could feel the heat 
radiating off of her, and I was practically drunk on 
her scent. This was way better than any porn. She was 
obviously really excited. Her pussy was spread wide 
open, and the inner labia were like the petals of a 
rose. Her clit was a rosy pink, and even to my 
inexperienced eye was straining out from its little 
hood. She was really wet, oozing girl come out onto the 
couch where she had already made a significant sticky 
spot.

"Don't be afraid," Molly whispered in my ear, "It won't 
bite. Stick out your tongue and try it out. Be gentle 
to start out with, and don't touch her clit... yet."

I took Molly's advice, sticking my tongue all the way 
out and tentatively tracing my way right up the middle 
of Kira's pouting sex. 

I don't really know what I'd expected it to taste like. 
I guess I had been afraid it would taste nasty, which 
it didn't. It also didn't taste like honey or vanilla 
ice cream. I don't even know how to describe it; it was 
a little salty, a little tangy, and more than a little 
overwhelming. I liked it.

Apparently Kira did too. She growled out loud and I 
felt her hand in my hair, "Holy Shit Mol, your 
brother's got a tongue like a fucking iguana!"

I blushed with pleasure between Kira's thighs, and 
licked her again. And again and again and again. I 
actually didn't need much guidance from Molly; Kira did 
just fine directing me vocally and with her handful of 
my hair. I slurped up and down her pussy, harder and 
harder as she ground back against my face. This went on 
just long enough for my jaw to start to ache. And for 
my boner to come back, with a vengeance.

"You need to lick my clit now," Kira gasped, "Not too 
hard, just flick it with the tip of your tongue."

I looked up for the first time since I had started. 
Molly had migrated up Kira's body, and was full-on 
kissing her with tongue, and pulling hard on those fat 
pierced nipples. Somehow her own shirt had come off, 
and once again I got to admire her smallish but 
beautiful tits.

Kira pinched her clitoris between two fingers, making 
it protrude even more than it was already. I did as I 
was told, gently flicking her little button with the 
very tip of my tongue. She responded more than I would 
have though possible, moaning loud and squirming and 
bucking to my touch. "Put... a couple fingers inside 
me... finger my cunt!"

I complied, and was amazed at how her pussy opened up 
to accept my fingers, and how hot and slippery she was 
inside. I slid my slimy fingers in and out of Kira's 
gasping pussy and kept my tongue on her clit as well as 
I could considering how much she was moving around. I 
thought it was just incredibly sexy, and my dick 
certainly thought so too.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! He's going to make me come! Holy 
shit Molly, your brother is gonna make me come! Play 
with my asshole Baby, play with my ass!" This last part 
was clearly directed at me. I didn't know exactly what 
she expected me to do, but I did my best, grabbing her 
nice plump butt-cheek in my non-finger fucking hand, 
and pressing my middle finger against her butt-hole.

"Fuck! Oh Fuck Yes!!" My arm and jaw ached and now I 
couldn't breathe because I was being squashed between 
Kira's big thighs, and I could feel her asshole 
twitching against my finger and I could feel her pussy 
spasming on my other fingers and all I knew was that I 
really couldn't stop what I was doing. Kira came for a 
really long time and I was a little afraid I was going 
to pass out or just die of exhaustion when she finally 
pushed my head away.

My face was absolutely covered with her stickiness, and 
my fingers had a nice thick coating of come all over 
them. I extracted myself and came up grinning.

"Holy shit Kid, you're a natural!" Kira gasped, "Molly, 
can I take him home with me?"

Molly blushed and grinned and kissed her on the cheek, 
then noticed that she didn't have a top on and that I 
was looking at her boobs and blushed again. But she 
didn't put her shirt back on either.

"Looks like we're ready for the main event!" Kira said, 
looking down at my bobbing erection, "But I need a 
glass of water first."

She got up and went into the kitchen while Molly and me 
unfolded the futon couch into a bed. I felt a little 
awkward walking around with a bobbing erection if front 
of my topless sister, but she didn't seem to mind.

Kira swaggered back into the room and flopped down on 
the futon. "I am SO ready for that virgin dick!" she 
declared.

"Usually," Molly said, "When you have sex with someone 
you don't really know, you should wear a condom. But we 
–know- you're safe, and Kira promised me she's 
perfectly clean and protected, so just this once I 
suggest you not worry about it."

"Bring it on!" Kira had her legs wide open, and was 
spreading her labia with two fingers, "God, I haven't 
had a real dick in my cunt in SO long!"

My dick was so hard it actually ached. I clambered onto 
the bed, feeling incredibly self-conscious and hoping 
that I wouldn't screw this up somehow. Molly swatted me 
on the ass, "Do you have any idea how sexy you look 
like that?" she asked me, "Go ahead, put it inside 
her!"

I got on my knees between Kira's thighs. She reached 
between her legs, grasping my cock firmly. I gasped at 
her touch. "Don't worry Kiddo", she said, "You're going 
to be awesome." I felt her hot wetness on the tip of my 
dick. "Go ahead, come on inside."

I slid forward, and my dick slid up into her pussy. It 
felt amazing, so hot and slippery and wet all over my 
cock. It seemed so right, so perfect. When I looked 
down, I was all the way up inside her, my pubes 
pressing against her naked lips. I was afraid to move. 
Even though I had just come, not fifteen minutes ago, I 
was afraid that if I moved a muscle I would shoot off 
right away.

"God, that feels incredible!" Kira was grinning happily 
"It feels so good! Fill me up with that dick!" I fell 
down on top of Kira. Her breasts were big cushions 
against my chest. I could feel the stainless steel 
rings pressing against me. My dick, with a mind of its 
own, started sliding in and out of her, slowly at 
first, then faster and faster. I felt her hands on my 
ass cheeks, grasping me. She started kissing my mouth 
really hard and humping back against me.

I broke off the kiss. She was pulling me deeper inside, 
grinding her cunt on my dick. "If you keep doing that, 
you're going to make me come!"

"Go ahead Baby," she said, "This is your first time, 
its all about you. Don't worry, just enjoy it! Fuck my 
pussy really hard and come inside me!"

That was all I needed. I started humping her pussy with 
every bit of strength I had. She encouraged me at every 
stroke, her tits squished against my chest, her hands 
on my ass pulling me deeper inside her. It was kind of 
surprising, but I didn't actually come instantaneously. 
The sensations I was feeling were more intense than I 
had ever felt before. We were both sweaty and gasping.

"Oh my god Molly, it feels amazing!" she cooed, "I 
think I'm going to come on your little brothers' dick! 
How old did you say this kid is?"

I glanced over at Molly, who was lying on the bed next 
to us and had her pants and underwear down around her 
knees. "I never did say" she said, grinning 
mischievously. Her hands were working feverishly 
between her legs. I couldn't see that much, her hand 
and thigh was mostly in the way, but I did catch a 
tantalizing glimpse of her neatly trimmed black pubic 
triangle.

I could feel the come boiling up inside me. I started 
fucking Kira even more frantically, and she responded 
enthusiastically. "I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come!" I 
gasped. "Yes!" she responded. I felt one of her fingers 
pressing against my asshole, entering me, and I buried 
myself in her pussy, howling and grunting and groaning 
out loud, squirting what felt like gallons of semen 
into her body.

When it was finally over, I was exhausted. I was all 
sweaty and my dick felt tiny and soft. I pulled myself 
up onto my knees. "Don't take it out yet," Kira gasped, 
"Leave it inside!" She was rubbing her clit so fast her 
fingers were a blur. Her pierced nipples stuck straight 
out, bright red. I looked over at Molly, who was 
grinding against her own hand. 

The apartment reeked of sex. Kira went off first, 
shaking and moaning and flushing red. I could feel her 
pussy squeezing my dick as she came. That seemed to set 
Molly off. She came in a series of short little gasps, 
squeezing her thighs together, eyes shut tight, tits 
jiggling.

After that I went and peed, and when I came back, Molly 
was dressed again, and Kira was lounging around on the 
bed, looking very much like a big, naked, red-haired 
cat. Kira asked me if I thought I could get hard again, 
and her just asking that question started to get my 
dick hard again, so I said "Yes." Molly giggled, and 
Kira asked if I'd like to jerk off onto her tits. Which 
I then proceeded to do. 

Not much came out this time, and my balls were all achy 
and sore, but Kira seemed to enjoy it a lot. Then we 
took a shower together, which was fun, and she kissed 
me a lot, and masturbated while I watched. Then she 
left, and Molly said I should probably get dressed, so 
I did, and we ordered a pizza.

I slept really hard that night.

3.
On Monday, Molly drove me home. I got a hard-on in the 
car because I was sitting next to my older sister who 
was really pretty hot, and who I had watched masturbate 
to orgasm the night before while I fucked her friend. I 
felt self-conscious about it, even though I was pretty 
sure she wouldn't mind.

"You're not going to tell anyone about what happened 
this weekend are you?"

"What?" I snapped out of my daydream, "Of course not. 
First of all, who would I tell? Second of all, do I 
look stupid?"

"You don't look stupid!" Molly ruffled my hair fondly, 
"I thought maybe, if you wanted to, you could come down 
again next weekend. Maybe you could take the train 
down."

"That would be awesome!" I said.

"Yeah, I'm already looking forward to it." Molly said, 
"So is Kira." So was I.

Molly dropped me off at my house, and we all had dinner 
together, which was, of course, annoying. Then Molly 
left, and I did some homework, and jerked off, and got 
ready to face a week of awfulness at school. Only this 
week I had something to look forward to.

End

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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