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Red
by realoldbill (address withheld)

***

An older brother cums to appreciate his little sister. 
(mf-teens, nc, youths, inc, 1st)

***

The redheaded girl studied herself in the tall mirror; 
head cocked to the side and disordered hair flowing 
halfway down her bare back, one spiraling curl almost 
to her well-rounded ass. She smiled and licked her 
lips, stroking her young breasts with both hands, 
pinching out her nipples until they hurt. Her body was 
really developing nicely, but then, she thought, I am 
thirteen. She closed her eyes and crushed her breasts, 
sighing with pleasure.

She arched her back and turned to the side, admiring 
the curve of her back and the shape of her buttocks, 
the length of her legs, her flat stomach, the small 
bulge of her mons. Her groin was almost hairless and 
her unsullied sex tight and narrow-lipped. She had put 
her fingertip in a few times and the tapered end of a 
marker, but less than an inch, an exciting inch that 
made her tremble. She had squeezed and actually held 
the fat pen when she took her hand away, feeling 
tremors in her groin, smiling when she saw that it 
looked like she had a purple penis. 

She reached down and stroked her outer labia, prying 
them open and closing her eyes as she tickled her 
flowering pink lips. She was yet to discover her 
immature clitoris, but she knew it existed, a constant 
temptation, hiding under a flap of her adolescent skin 
that enjoyed being rubbed. The pretty, young virgin 
was starting to feel the age-old urge to copulate, and 
she writhed when she thought about her big, handsome 
brother and his enormous root, the proud cock she had 
managed to see a few times in recent months when he 
was taking a shower or changing his clothes. 

Many nights she had fallen asleep thinking of how that 
monster would feel inside her, that horse cock that 
seemed to hang halfway to his knees. She stroked her 
warm mound and closed her eyes.

In his own room and standing back from the mirror 
above his dresser with his thick cock in his hand, her 
hard-muscled brother was thinking about her. His boys' 
club, an illegal high school fraternity of juniors and 
seniors, all of them jocks, expected each member to 
provide entertainment on a rotating schedule, and it 
was his turn. 

Last month one of the brothers had arrived with a pair 
of twin sluts, luscious, jail-bait blondes who were 
willing to do almost anything for pleasure since they 
were obviously drugged to their eyeballs. It would be 
hard to top that, he thought, but if he brought his 
red-headed sister with her ripening body and forced 
her to suck each and every member that should help his 
reputation. He was sure she could do that without 
anybody fucking her since she was so young and so 
pretty and he was, he knew, the strongest member of 
the club, the enforcer who enjoyed giving pain. 

He smiled at his reflection and took a deep breath, 
stroking down to his hard testicles and squeezing 
firmly, watching his big cock jump with his hand full 
of his aching balls. No time like the present to ask 
her, he decided, and he turned, crossed the corridor 
and opened her door, his massive member standing well 
out before him, arched upward, bent slightly to the 
left, ready for action.

"Oh," she cried with one hand to her breasts and the 
other between her legs, "you should have," and she 
stopped and stared. Pointing right at her was the 
image she had often dreamed about just before she 
slept, her brother's fully erect penis. It was bigger 
than she had imaged, much bigger, looking as long as 
her forearm and as big around as a Coke can. She 
shuddered with a mix of fear and delight. Its massive, 
shovel-shaped head was split and dripping. She gulped, 
licked her lips and looked up at him.

"Hey, Red," he said with a grin, ignoring the up-
curved rod sticking well out before him, "can you do 
me a favor?" He crossed the room, his prong bobbling 
and swaying, bouncing off his muscled abs as his ball-
sack tightened. "This thing's really hard and sore, 
and it doesn't like me beating on it anymore." He 
stroked it gently, enjoying as he always did the feel 
of his thick rod in his hard hand, his love muscle, 
his pride. His scrotum was hard and globular, as big 
as a tangerine.

His sister blinked at him, both hands now down on her 
puffy belly, fingers covering her bulging cleft, upper 
arms pressing her small breasts together, retreating 
as he neared, nipples erecting, heart beating rapidly. 
She gulped and felt dizzy, her butt right against the 
wall.  "Sure, Billy," she said in a strained and husky 
voice.  "What! What?" She could not take her eyes off 
that rearing thing between his heavy-muscled thighs. 
It looked like the business end of a baseball bat and 
it was getting closer; it was almost touching her.

"Just, you know, suck it until it spurts. The 
pressure's really awful. My balls are about to burst."

"I've never," she began, her mouth suddenly dry, knees 
weak, stomach flip-flopping. It was a weapon or a 
snake or something, something a wizard might have, a 
fierce wand. Its helmeted head seemed to be throbbing. 
It couldn't be of course but it seemed to be getting 
bigger, longer and thicker, rising even higher.

"Oh damn," he said, "I thought all you junior high 
sluts sucked cocks. I'm sorry, Red. I didn't know, 
but, well, can you do it anyhow?" He grasped his shaft 
and held it down and out toward her, its glans fat, 
rounded and now almost purple, looking as big as a 
golf ball and producing a pearl of pre-cum. He pushed 
it toward her navel.

"Billy," she squealed, "I've never done it, honest. 
I'm a virgin not a bimbo. Come on. Call one of your 
girlfriends, call Cindi or somebody" She sniffed and 
licked her lips. "I'll try to do it with my hands if 
you want." Timidly she put two fingers out toward the 
monstrous thing, gritting her teeth as she stared at 
the tangled blood vessels covering it. 

"OK, OK," he said quickly, thinking of Cindi Stevens 
and wondering how his sister knew she was the school's 
number one cocksucker. "Sorry, shit, my balls are 
turning blue. Please, please, Red, it's easy. You can 
do it." He reached out a hand and stoked her small, 
round breast very gently. "It'll only take a couple of 
minutes." He poked her tiny nipple and smiled at her.  
"Pretty please." He gave her his best smile. "My balls 
are already churning."

A shiver ran from her nipple to her clit, and she 
trembled and took a deep breath, unable to look away 
from the huge thing standing right before her, 
quivering and oozing. Anaconda, said her brain, run! 
He put both hands on her shoulders, smiled and pushed 
her down to her knees before him, her head raised and 
eyes on his face, lips parted, trembling all over. She 
loved her brother, loved and admired him. She moaned, 
quivered and a tear ran down her milky cheek. 

Her innocent beauty almost made him stop. But he 
shrugged and continued. What were girls for, anyway? 
he asked himself. He had humped a dozen or so and 
enjoyed every one. He watched her put both hands on 
his stiff cock and shiver and pull them away as if it 
were too hot. He had to admit that almost every girl 
he had used had been horrified by her first sight of 
his prick. But he also knew every one of them had 
climaxed on his huge prong and screamed with pleasure 
and begged him for more.

"Lick it, Red. You can do that at least." He held it 
out to her mouth, to her soft, pink lips and the tip 
of her tongue appeared and touched his glans, flicking 
in the gob of lubricant. "Good girl," he said, pushing 
his cock between her lips, prying open her mouth, 
rubbing against her teeth and burying his other hand 
in her auburn curls. "Now really lick it."

"No, no, Billy, no," she gasped, turning her face 
away, tossing her long mane aside so that one long 
hank of hair now covered her breast and clamping her 
lips tightly together, tasting his salty jism.

"Damn," he said loudly, smacking her cheek with his 
hard cock. "It hurts, Red. Come on. I'll suck you if 
you'll suck me." He picked her up under the arms and 
tossed her onto her carefully made bed and then 
crawled up beside her, his head down near her knees, 
his rigid cock poking aimlessly in her hair.

"Don't, no," the girl cried, "I don't want to." His 
jumping rod was in her curls and then right before her 
eyes, looking at her with its slitted eye.

Her brother rolled to his back and pulled her lithe 
body atop his, holding her long legs apart and 
bringing her bare, tight-lipped pussy right to his 
mouth. He tongued her deeply, and she squealed and 
writhed as his prick rubbed at her neck and chin, 
probing, leaking. He knew he was good at it, even 
though he really didn't like eating pussy. Holding her 
at the pelvis, he leaned away from her warm slit and 
begged, "Suck it, come on, suck just the head. Please, 
baby. Suck it. I'm dying!"" His walnut-sized balls 
were throbbing. He mouthed her whole vulva and sucked, 
noting that she was nearly hairless.

The domed head was right at her mouth again and the 
girl licked her lips and then parted them and her 
brother's sensitive glans popped into her mouth and 
pressed on her tongue. She closed her lips behind it 
and it slipped deeper and flexed. She drew back and he 
patted her butt and said, "That's the way. Good girl." 
And then he stuck his tongue into her virginal vagina 
and wiggled it as deeply as he could.

The girl arched, gasped, gagged and sputtered as her 
brother tried to push his big ram deeper into her 
mouth and settled for moving it from cheek to cheek. 
"Suck on it, Red. Do your best," he asked, feeling her 
teeth on his thick shaft and then he relaxed his 
tongue and made broad swipes across her whole seething 
vulva. His sister shivered in his grip, and he went in 
search of her love button with the tip of his tongue, 
kneading her firm buttocks at the same time. He had 
brought a half-dozen girls to screaming orgasms 
recently and knew he could tame his sister if he could 
find the right place to tickle, to suck, perhaps to 
nibble.

The young girl jerked her head to the side and spit 
out her brother's cockhead, gasping for breath, 
frightened and angry. She reached out and grabbed his 
big cock with both hands, amazed that it was so hard 
and so hot; she could not get her fingers all the way 
around the throbbing thing. "Go 'way, Billy. Stop 
doing that." She let go of his jerking prick and 
grabbed his hair and tried to pull his face away from 
her groin and that movement brought his searching 
tongue in contact with her tiny, hidden clitoris. 

"Ah," she gasped as it quivered, letting go and 
arching back, feeling as if she had been shocked. He 
did it again and she moaned, gritted her teeth and 
climaxed as he flicked her again and again, feeling 
her warm juices beginning to flow as her lean body 
stiffened and jumped. He smiled to himself, knowing he 
had her.

"Oh Red," he sighed, smiling and eager, "did I make 
you happy?" he pushed her off his body, got turned 
around and pulled himself up beside her, his hairy, 
muscular leg between her long, smooth ones, his rigid 
cock butting at her soft belly, leaving a trail of 
sticky juice.  He kissed her breast and then sucked at 
one tiny nipple as he pushed her left leg up on his 
shoulder and used his free hand to set his huge cock 
at the mouth of his sister's untried vagina. 

Her pursed lips were wet and quivering as his blunt 
glans pressed up and in. Her body yielded. The boy 
growled and stroked her slit with his cock, up and 
back, up and back, nudging her little prick with his 
big one. Her nether lips opened, inner lips reached 
and wriggled and then sucked at the invading glans as 
he entered her untouched cavern. He pushed, gritting 
his teeth. Her inner lips parted, wet with her juices, 
ready to be ravaged.

"What are?" she began as his mouth came to capture 
hers and his massive cock slid an inch or two up into 
her body. She beat on him with her fists, tried to 
push him off of her, kicked her feet and then felt him 
draw back his hard-ridged head in her warm folds and 
then ram it though her hymen and deeply into her. She 
screamed, arched and fainted.

Billy fucked her limp body for almost five minutes 
before he realized she was unconscious, her arms just 
flopping about freely as he bounced her off the bed, 
ramming hard and deep, enjoying himself and the 
friction he was deriving from her immature cunt. He 
pulled his blood-streaked cock out of his sister's 
tight grip and went to the bathroom and washed it off 
and then, since it was in his hand, held it tightly at 
its hairy base until the urge to ejaculate passed. 

When he let go, a small gob of jism appeared and he 
relaxed and rubbed cool water on his glans. The thing 
was still so long and hard that he could get both 
hands on it and still have the head and a couple of 
inches showing. He shook off the last few drips and 
went back to his sister with a glass of water, his 
tool sticking well out before him.

He lifted her head on his lap, his eager prick 
standing straight up against his belly, her ear 
touching his engorged balls, and poured some water 
into her mouth and then on her forehead. She sputtered 
and then swallowed, and he eased his stiff cock into 
her mouth and dug one hand into her long, tangled red 
hair while he picked up her pink cell phone with the 
other. As she sucked and tongued his massive prick, 
her eyes still closed, semiconscious but bobbing her 
head, he thumbed the number, smiling. "Joe," he said, 
"Bill, I won't be there today. No, sorry, I'm 
quitting. They're making me quit. Yeah, I know, but 
I've got to quit, man. I'm grounded, no kidding, no 
car, nada. No, why don't you call one of those twins 
we had last month. Yeah, get Cindi. OK, good luck."

He flicked the phone closed, rolled his sister to her 
back, got his feet on the floor and with her head 
hanging off the side of her bed, pushed deeper and 
said, "Come on, Red, swallow." He was not sure whether 
she was conscious or not, and he didn't care. What he 
knew was that he was not going to share her with 
anybody; she was his, his little doll, his luscious 
plaything, his cum slut. His tight scrotum was 
touching her forehead, bouncing off her cute little 
nose and his hairy belly was at her lips.

He eased it farther into her throat until her nose was 
actually pressed between his balls and then he became 
aware that his little sister was gasping for air.  
"Breathe through your nose," he told her as he began 
fucking her throat, smiling and licking his lips as he 
could see his massive cock moving in her slim neck, 
could actually discern the ridge of its domed head.

He had never been able to get one of his hook-ups to 
deep throat him, and here was his little sis doing it 
like a pro, taking it all, every thick inch of it. He 
ignored the sounds she was making and the small hands 
grasping at him.

He slid his hands down to cup her young breasts and 
forced himself not to hurry as his sister satisfied 
his member with her attempts to swallow it. She was 
snorting and clawing at the sheets when he finally 
came, milked by peristalsis, and pumped several long 
ropes of semen into her gullet, gritting his teeth and 
suppressing a scream of pleasure and relief. 

He took it out of her mouth, pushed the girl back on 
her bed, lifted her coltish legs up on his shoulders 
and wriggled his stiff prick back into her ravaged 
pussy, unsatisfied, eager for more friction. He thrust 
with his hips and filled her, a single, nearly foot-
long thrust. She was tight and rippling, as good as 
any he had ever used. Her well-muscled vagina massaged 
and pleasured him as he moved gently and slowly in and 
out, enjoying every inch of her.

His 13-year-old sister whinnied like a colt, opened 
her eyes, looked up at her smiling brother and asked, 
"What are you doing?"

"Fucking you, sweetie; that's all, just fucking you. 
You are one fine piece, Red."

"No, no, you can't. Please Billy. You'll get me 
pregnant. Stop, please stop." She tried to push him 
away but he was much too strong and buried too deep, 
his cockhead right at the soft entrance to her uterus, 
pressing to enter her womb, her ravaged vagina 
gripping him tightly, holding them together, her pussy 
lips now clenched about his slippery shaft.

The boy was grunting and sawing, now giving his sister 
short and rapid thrusts, grunting and exhaling, 
pleasure filled. He smiled down at her. "What did you 
say, Red?"

"Condom, Billy, please, please get a condom. Don't put 
your stuff in me."

He nodded, shivering, pushed down on the bed and drew 
his rigid manhood from his sister's much-stretched 
chasm with a surprising pop. He stumbled away, 
slippery cock in hand, to his own room and came back 
with several foil packets. He handed his sister one 
and then got on his knees beside her.

She tore open the last of his XXL's with her teeth as 
he instructed, took out the oval of latex and stared 
at it. She had never seen one and this was the biggest 
anybody made. He helped her get it started, holding 
his massive member at its hairy base, and she skinned 
the rubber down his thick shaft, all the way down, 
more than nine inches. The rounded safety tip wiggled 
at the top as Billy pulled his sister's pillow down 
beneath her rump and spread her legs.

"Don't hurt me," she pleaded. "Please Billy, be 
gentle." And then she screamed.

A half hour later they lay tangled together, the 
girl's head on his chest and her knee at his genitals. 
She was playing with a nipple and nuzzling his neck. 
The boy's spent cock lay across his upper thigh, fat 
and limp, and his sister's puffy-lipped pussy was 
pulsing and oozing. "There's one left," she said, 
holding the black packet. "It says Magnum. Is that 
OK?"

He moaned.

"You've only come twice," she said happily, "can't you 
do just one more?"

"Tomorrow," he sighed. "Tomorrow, promise."

She sniffed. "But you said I could be on top, that I 
could ride you." She reached down to pet his exhausted 
manhood which lay nerveless on his leg.

"No more, Red, not today. You've worn me out."

"I'll suck it if you want." She wiggled down to lick 
his inert penis.

He sighed. "I can't even feel it."

She gasped his slimy cock, wrapped it in her long hair 
and gobbled in its helmeted head and sucked hard, 
circling his glans with her tongue while she stroked 
with her auburn curls. It was dead.

"Give it up, Red. I'm done, wasted."

Her hand came to his wrinkled scrotum and squeezed 
gently. His testicles, which had felt big as eggs 
before, now seemed the size of raisins.

"Poo," said the girl. "You got what you wanted and all 
I get is promises."

"How many times did you come?" he gasped, wondering if 
he had fucked for the last time.

"I don't know, maybe a couple, but you filled up two 
of those things, those condoms and you even flipped me 
over and did me from the back with the last one, 
grunting like a crazy man." She nudged his balls with 
her knee. "Come on, just once more."

He shook his head and moaned again.

"OK," she said, sitting up and folding her arms under 
her upright young boobs, "get your lazy body out of my 
bed. I've got to get dressed."

With some effort, the boy got his feet on the floor 
and stumbled to the door, feeling emptied, wiped out. 
When he looked back, his red-headed sister was sorting 
through the Sharpies on her desk, looking for the 
purple one.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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