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Date: Thu, 11 Aug 2016 00:00:08 +0000 (UTC) From: Las Vegas

Subject: Big Bro/Slutty Sis Big Bro/Slutty Sis, A Short Story Bisexual Incest - Youth/Youth If you enjoy reading these stories, please contribute to Nifty. When you are the oldest child you are given a lot of responsibility. My parents would tell me (I was 9) to watch my little sister (who was 2) as we played on the porch. 10 years later things were still the same. However, when you are 19 and wanting to get laid, you are not as watchful as you perhaps should be. That is how my sis lost her virginity at 12. I took Lisa from across the street into the basement to try and fuck her, and without realizing it my two friends took my sister on the couch. Each of them, or both of them fucked her and when they had both come they were happy that she had also come; twice. In fact, they did not know how they were going to tell me they had fucked her and that she had liked it. But they had to because they wanted to fuck her again. Lucky for them Lisa was willing and I too lost my cherry that day. It was complicated. The next day Lisa was back, and so too were the guys. I took Lisa down into the basement again, and they took my kid sister on my parents' bed. It was distracting to think about what was happening to my sis upstairs, until Lisa laid back for me and allowed me to pull her panties off. I forgot all about my sister for a good 40 minutes. And when I was done and walked Lisa out, I tried not to think about the fact that my parents' bedroom door was still closed. It wasn't until after Lisa left and I had a chance to get close to the closed bedroom door and hear my sister yelling "yes", that I remembered she was only 12. The next day Lisa couldn't come over but my friends could. Again, they took my sister into the master bedroom, and smiled at me while they pushed the door shut behind them. For her part, my sister appeared only too willing to go in there with them, and even seemed a little too much in a rush to do so. I don't think they realized the door had not closed all the way, and this time I could not only hear my sister's yells, but also her moans, and my friend's grunts. Oh, and the running commentary where it seemed like a blow by blow description of what they were doing to her. I really don't think it was being done for my benefit, just simply they liked having her admit she liked it, and that she wanted more. She did. I could hear what was going on and I was visualizing what they were doing to her. The door was only open a tiny bit, and the bed was behind the door so I had no view, but when you hear things like "get on your knees" or "turn over on your stomach", your mind can't help but create images. Add that to my sister giggling at times, or the guys telling each other "what a slut"; I was aroused. Fucking Lisa was something I enjoyed and it helped me because I was able to put out of my mind my little sister being tagged teamed upstairs. But, just for a while. As I started to get into Lisa, both literally and figuratively, I started thinking of my little sister. At first it was the thought of my sis getting fuck by my two friends while I fucked Lisa. And then, without knowing how it happened, while I fucked Lisa I kept seeing myself fucking my little sister. I tried not to think that, but as I got closer to coming, the more I saw my sister under me, and the less I was able to shake the thought. Afterwards Lisa said I was an animal, and she could not wait for us to "do it" again. Every time I fucked Lisa I was having a visual fantasy that it was my sister. I tried all kinds of things with her. Different positions, and things like tit fucking her. All the while imagining it was my sister taking the cock. Also, at night I would sit and watch TV with my sister and mentally fuck her while we were sitting there. And the guys kept coming over. It was a daily thing. They would arrive after my parents left for work, and leave about noon. That was like two hours of solid fucking. During the entire time I was beating off, or thinking of beating off, or recuperating from having beaten off. One night I brought up the subject. I asked her to tell me if she was being forced. I knew she was not, I only wanted an excuse to talk to her about getting fucked so much. She giggled, a giggle I had gotten to know so well, and said she liked the fucking. She said the guy told her she was the best fuck ever. I was getting hard and told her we did not have to talk about it if she didn't want. I thought changing the subject would keep me from coming in my pants. She said she didn't mind talking about it. Then she dropped her bomb shell. She said the guys wanted her to go to the lake with them and some of their friends, and the only way Mom and Dad would let her go was if I went. She actually said she really wanted to go, and with me along Mom and Dad would never suspect what was going to happen to her, or worry about her. I looked her in the eyes and I asked her what was going to happen to her. And she said, "They are going to train fuck me, silly". Now, did she mean they were going to train fuck her until she was silly, or that I was being silly for not know they were going to train fuck her? My cock was throbbing in my pants and I knew she noticed my erection. She said, "You can fuck me if you want". As I took her into our parents' bedroom, she suggested it as she knew their bed was bigger, I realized having a sister for a slut would be very convenient. After I fucked her I then realized that fucking my sister was hot, but not as hot as the thought of having her get fucked by those guys up at the lake. I, myself asked my parents if she could go with me that coming weekend. Funny thing is that I almost gave the whole thing away; by inadvertently asking if my sister could come at the lake, then quickly correcting it to "can she go to the lake?".