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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
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Filename: blackth5.txt
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story_codes: m/g(4), supernatural, incest

story_intro: More installments in this Halloween-ish annual series: A thirteen year-old boy has been experiencing wet dreams since his family moved into the Blackthorne Arms. Although it has always been a pleasant experience for him, he finds his latest erotic night visions are centered on his little sister.


story_language: English






Blackthorne Arms, part 5

Written by madvlad


	Simon Weatherby stood next to Arthur and Pamela Darby as they watched the latest new family walk through the lobby to the elevators. Simon had some seniority within the coven that owned the Blackthorne Arms, but at a little over seven hundred years old, he was a far cry from Arthur and Pamela's time on earth. Still, he had been promised the next family and intended to use them - particularly the children - for both his own pleasure and to provide energy generated from such carnality for the coven's use.

	Pamela was teasing Simon, threatening to pull rank and take the kids herself. She made several lewd suggestions involving plans for thirteen year-old Adam.

	"Come on, Arthur, let me have him," she purred. "You can play with little Lucy."

	Arthur gazed at the four year-old she was referring to, a delicate thing with dark eyes and matching curly hair. He mentally molested her, working toward rape. It wasn't until the tot suddenly grabbed her crotch and spun around, startled, that Arthur realized his powers were starting to materialize in a physical force. It was easy enough to do, but he rarely slipped and allowed it to happen without his control.

	"Down boy," Pamela laughed.

	"Right," Arthur chuckled. "No, Simon gets to play with them first."

	Then he turns to Simon and cocked an eyebrow.

	"But do leave something for the rest of us to enjoy."

	"Certainly. I'm going to take an indirect approach with these two, I think." Simon replied.

	Arthur and Pamela shared a look. Despite his relatively young age, Simon was a master at subtleties. No doubt he had something special and perverse in the works.

	Adam had the first of his dreams that night. For some reason, he was kissing Lucy (he never did that) and then she opened her mouth. He felt her tongue on his, just like he and Kathy, a girl at camp, had done last summer for one enthralling minute before approaching footsteps made them break apart abruptly. 

	He should have been grossed out by French kissing his little sister, but he wasn't. And Lucy was very good at this; thrusting her tongue in his mouth and making it slither all over. It was kind of strange that her tongue could reach as deeply as it did since she was so small. Somewhere in the cloudy distance, the young teen heard some odd, rhythmic sounds.

	In his dream, Adam remembered thinking of trying to cop of feel of Kathy's barely sprouting tits through her t-shirt and though his attempt had never come to be, it remained one of his primary masturbation fantasies. Reading his mind, Lucy lifted her shirt to show off her flat chest and miniscule nipples. 

	"Try these, Adam, she whispered in a sultry version of her piping little voice. 

	Adam came immediately, his hard dick (how had it come free of his pants) spurting white goo all over his little sister's front while she laughed.

	The boy blinked his eyes as the clock radio sounded. The powerful eroticism from the fading dream made him feel fuzzy. Then he became acutely aware of the sticky mess of his nocturnal ejaculation. He grumbled as he wiped what he could from the sheet and carefully made his bed so his mother wouldn't be tempted to neaten it and find the bedding stuck together. 

	In the shower immediately afterward, Adam was annoyed at his pesky little sister. She sometimes barged in when some of his friends were hanging out with him and now she had invaded what had once been a damned good piece of jack-off material in his head.

	"Oh, those are so hot," a kneeling Adam croaked before setting his mouth on Lucy's chest.

	Somewhere else, the faraway sounds continued, a little louder than the night before.

	The girl sighed as her big brother's mouth tried to milk her nonexistent boobs. Her nipples responded strongly, though, giving Adam something to nibble on. She stepped closer so that her thighs could trap his jutting erection. The warmth of her smooth little limbs set him off. He came in healthy gobs and he wondered if he was soaking the crotch of the 101 Dalmatians panties she was wearing. 

	It had certainly left his sheets a mess.

	Adam was a mess on the way to school. At his age, plenty of things made him horny in short order. But was he becoming some sort of creep for having these visions of his own kid sister?

	His salvation came in Mr. Nettles' math class when Suzanne, the blonde who sat at the desk next to his, was unaware of a button on her blouse that had come undone. Since he had to look in her direction to pretend to pay attention to Mr. Nettles at the white board, he got to peer into the gap of the shirt from the side.

	The malfunctioning button was right at bra level. From his angle, Adam could see a bit of the bare inner portion of the girl's small breast before it vanished into the lacy encasement of her bra cup. Adam's feverish brain processed the image, embedding it into his mental files for future sessions with his hand and penis. 

	When the bell rang, the kids got up. Noticing the undone button, Suzanne quickly buttoned it without a thought and left the room. As Adam followed, one of his buddies nudged him in the side.

	"Hey, I think Suzanne's shirt was open," the boy whispered. "I saw her buttoning it just now."

	"It was," Adam confirmed. "And I got a great titty view."

	His friend high-fived him.

	"You're the man!" the boy crowed.

	Yes he was, Adam thought to himself. Suzanne's tits were definitely more proper for him that preschooler's flat chest. He arrived at this next class feeling better about himself.

	Lucy felt so good against him, rubbing her naked chest against his and making Adam laugh about his fascination with that girl in class. His hands slid down her back, slipping beneath the elastic waistband of her undies and finding her round little bottom silkier than what's-her-face's tit had looked. The spotted puppies on the seat of her panties romped as his fingers moved beneath the fabric.

	"You wanna see something? Lucy cooed, her voice clear amid the same distance sounds.

	She stepped back and pulled her panties down, revealing her chubby little twat. The women with the waxed cunts in the treasured few photos that Adam had obtained on the internet could not compare with the natural baldness of a four year-old's cunny. It was so sexy that he came right there, drenching her vulva. This made Lucy laugh and she spread his semen all over her mound, making it shine lewdly with the thin milky film coating it.

	Adam's mother washed sheets and pillowcases every week, but Adam was worried he might have to do his on his own.

	"Mmmm," Lucy hummed sexily as Adam fingered her pretty little cunt the next night. 

	Although Adam had never felt or even seen one in person, he knew just what to do, finding the little button of her clit, squeezing her plump labia and stroking a finger along her cleft, digging in a little. Lucy was getting wet, a phenomenon he had heard about when a girl wanted to get fucked. 

	Should he fuck Lucy? Part of him raged that this was wrong because she was so young and was his sister to boot. But something told him those were precisely the reasons why he should do the deed. It was a voice - man's voice - in his head, urging him on.

	Those sounds were louder now. Or were they simply closer?

	The touch of dampness on his dick made him look down. Lucy had the head in her mouth and her dark eyes looked up lustfully as she pushed her head forward. His sister's cheeks hollowed as she sucked his member, her lips a fleshy ring sliding tightly down his shaft. Her tongue wrapped around his meat, winding over and over in wet spirals. 

	Adam knew his penis wasn't that big - he was only starting to slip into adolescence after all. But how a four year-old could get her tongue around him so many times at once? But as she used her entire mouth on him, he didn't care.

	Those sounds, they were people chanting. Adam didn't recognize the words, but he cared little for lyrics as his four year-old sister lovingly devoured his cock, somehow fitting all of it in his mouth. Her nose touched the sparse growth of hair on his pubis while his penis remained wrapped in the girl's slithering tongue. 

	"Damn, your little sister is good," the man's voice from before opined in his head.

	The child was now rocking back and forth, keeping pace with the chanting as she sucked and licked furiously at her brother's prick. Another wet noise accompanied her oral work and Adam tilted his head to see her fingers digging furiously at her hairless snatch. Her body jerked as she came with juices pouring over her small hand.

	Adam copied her, sending his semen into the little girl's mouth. Lucy swallowed her brother's jism in huge gulps. Adam pictured his ejaculate landing in her tummy, sloshing around.

	And then he awoke to find the stuff in his bed again.

	At breakfast, Adam watched Lucy carefully, wondering if somehow she was aware of his dreams. That didn't really make sense since stuff like that could be shared. The idea that someone would know scared the hell out of Adam. 

	But Lucy was oblivious to the lewdness she was committing inside her brother's mind. Still, Adam felt his dick hardening as he watched the little girl spoon her Cheerios into her mouth, watching the utensil disappear between her small lips and recalling vividly the sensation of watching and feeling his prick do the same thing. 

	The little girl had a drop of milk from the cereal on her lower lip. Adam stared stupidly at her, imagining what other white stuff had touched her there until his father informed him he was going to be late for the bus if he didn't get a move on.

	As he scurried to the elevator, Adam's erection subsided. He was torn between replaying his private pornography or leaving that dark secret to rest during the day. The latter seemed the better choice - somehow safer. 

	He exited and strode through the lobby, feeling the brightness cleansing the dirtiness from him. That couple who seemed to be in charge of this place, the Darbys, gave him big smiles which he answered with a small wave, wondering why they seemed so pleased with him.

	Another man, a thin nerdy looking type, was cleaning his eyeglasses with a handkerchief. Adam was pretty sure he was friends with Mr. And Mrs. Darby. What was his last name? Weather-something, Adam was pretty sure.

	The man looked up and grinned at the boy.

	"Top of the morning to you, Adam!" he called.

	Adam nodded back and left through the front doors. It was odd that this guy knew his name. Was he a fag or something? 

	It wasn't until he was sitting on the school bus that Adam recognized the man's voice as the same from his dreams.

	Lucy was doing something new tonight - pretending she didn't want to do stuff with him. The man's voice assured him she was just teasing and Adam realized he was right. And her pleas and struggles were such a turn-on. Adam much preferred his sister at night instead of the pesky little twerp she was during the day.

	Finally, he had her naked and squirming beneath him. Her movements aroused him more strongly than before, showing the boy again just what a fun little pervert his dream sister was. After some playful wrestling, he had his prick butting against the plumpness of her bald pussy. Now she was his for the taking.

	He rammed with his hips, ripping into his baby sister's virgin cuntlet. Lucy opened her mouth as if pretending to scream, but the chanting drowned out any noise she might have made. The blood from her destroyed maidenhead seared his cock as he kept shoving it in. The fleshy resistance of her snug tunnel made his balls boil, but they never released and Adam was nearly breathless as he remained on the verge of orgasm.

	With the control in place, he pushed further into his little sister's bleeding twat, his movements in sync with the chants. Lucy must have understood this is how it was done - just as she had sucked him in concert with the same chants the night before. She was cooperating, moving only weakly as she was completely penetrated. 

	Adam rutted with the little girl, her tight, overheated cunny now also throbbing in time with the voices. Goaded by the man's voice, he used all of his strength as be thrust into the four year-old's tiny, defiled cunt. His entire prick slammed into her slick, ravaged tunnel and he could feel liquid squirting from her hole with every push. Pausing for a moment, he raised himself up with his arms to look down to where he and Lucy were incestuously coupled. 

	The preschooler's hairless twat was stretched obscenely around his hard meat. Both his hard shaft and her smooth crotch were stained in a virginal shade of crimson. Then he resumed fucking his sister, her slippery little quim constricting mightily around his cock.
Adam had no idea how long this went on but when his balls at last released, he ejaculation was by far the strongest he had ever experienced in his brief span of puberty. 

	Lucy's sweaty little body jerked with every jet that pounded inside of her, overfilling her tiny womb with her big brother's seed. Although he knew it was impossible, Adam hoped he was making her pregnant, forcing her small belly to grow big and show the world what a slut she was for her brother.

	With a final spurt, Adam's climax concluded. He felt his semen squelching from the tyke's ravished snatch. Lucy's quivering moan matched his grunt of satisfaction as he collapsed on top of her.

	Adam awoke with his cock wet and sticky. He grinned despite knowing he'd have to wash his sheets now because there was no hiding how much he had cum.

	As he blinked his eyes open, he saw it was still dark, which was odd because he usually needed an alarm to rouse him. And other things were different. This wasn't even his room.

	A puff of warm air tickled the base of his throat. Lifting himself up on his elbows, he saw Lucy staring at him, her frantic breaths rolling against his chest. When he tried to roll off of her, he couldn't as his cock was still embedded in the wounded hole between his whimpering little sister's legs.



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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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