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Filename: independ.txt
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story_codes: b/g (5/5), incest, cons

story_intro: A pair of curious twins wonder about the things that grown-ups do. As their mother and stepfather host many adult parties, the two kindergarteners overhear bits of various conversations and wonder about this thing called sex. Naturally, they want to try it - along with other games.


story_language: English





Independent Study

Written by madvlad


	In the aftermath of the betrayal, Lauren was coping quite well. It had stung, of course, when her successful husband ditched her for a fifteen year-old in one of Pacific island countries where that age was legal for full consent. At twenty-six, Lauren didn't feel "over the hill" although she was left with their two year-old twins, Andy and Emma. The quick financial settlement left her without fiscal worries, but it was still depressing to think of herself as a perennially single mom, planning her life around day care hours and PTA bake sales once the twins began school.

	But when she met Dirk a year after the divorce, her life changed for the better - and kinkier. At first, she was suspicious - an older, good-looking guy who was hitting on a woman with two kids and a generous divorce settlement. He was in his early forties and already had graying hair at the temples - just enough to make him more dashing. "Dashing Dirk", she laughingly called him.

	She didn't even believe that Dirk was his real name - it all seemed so contrived. Amused and a bit exasperated, he finally showed her his birth certificate and explained his father's passion for the fictional character of Dirk Pitt, created by Clive Cussler. 

	He was quick to explain that his life wasn't a series of Bonds-esque adventures like Pitt. The closest he had ever come to raising the Titanic, he confessed, was seeing the big hit movie back in the nineties. On the other hand, he did indulge in a rather interesting social life of sex parties where anything went - and often did. His own business portfolio was quite lavish and clearly Lauren's comfortable if not extravagant nest egg was nothing compared to his holdings.

	After a couple of expensive (and more to the point, highly annoying) paternity suits, Dirk had gotten a vasectomy done years ago. But he doted on the twins - the children he never had - and they returned the affection in kind. By the time they got married, Lauren and the kids were living in his place.

	Shortly after they turned five, Andy and Emma started kindergarten, attending half-day sessions in the morning. To accommodate Dirk and Lauren's late nights and getaways, a nanny with a high sense of discretion (and a highly compensated sense of discretion) was around for the kids.

	When the nanny's mother became ill, however, she had to leave suddenly for at least a week. As it was, Dirk and Lauren were hosting a week-long series of nightly parties at their place and were at a loss. With the hours they kept, they were sleeping during the day (along with any guests who were unable to leave under their own power and remained in the guest rooms). Lauren managed to see the twins through breakfast and onto the bus and decided to see if they could manage on their own when they got back.

	Of course, she would be sleeping but available to them if they needed help. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches were waiting for them when they got home along with boxes of milk - the favorite staple of five year-olds - and cookies and juice boxes were there for a snack later in the afternoon. Once the kids were in bed at night, the adult games began in earnest.

	Naturally, Lauren was concerned about managing this. But Andy and Emma were precociously bright and were excited at the prospect of being "big kids" for a week.

	When they proudly marched to the school bus that stopped in front of Dirk's lavish house that first morning, Lauren was still worried. Yawning, Dirk rubbed her shoulders as he stood behind her in the doorway.

	"Relax, Mommy," he teased. "They'll be fine. And it's not as if we're abandoning them. We'll still be here and the others know to be careful around them."

	"I know, but they're still my babies."

	"And if it doesn't work, we'll make apologies and send everyone home so we can be respectable for a few days," Dirk assured her. "They'll understand. But I think the kids will be okay - they're very quick to pick up on things."

	And he was more right than he knew, sort of.

	"Let's have sex," Emma suggested as she and Andy put their paper plates and empty milk boxes in the kitchen trash.

	"What's that?" he asked.

	"It's something grown-ups do in bed," she explained. "That's why Mommy and Daddy have their friends over. They all have sex."

	"Oh," Andy mused.

	Although he was just as smart as Emma, he was a little less outgoing than his sister. While he was content to have her take the lead, he was the one who tended to think things through to make sense of the big world around them. It was a perfect match of personalities for the siblings who were very close and never had the brother-sister spats that some others did.

	"Come on," Emma urged. "We can do it in my bed."

	Andy followed his sister to her room, crawling up after her onto her pink-canopied princess bed. Emma removed her shoes and he did the same before she lay down and patted the empty space on the bedspread next to her. When Andy lay down beside her, she took his hand.

	"Now what?" he asked.

	"This is having sex," Emma explained. "You hold hands in bed."

	"Hmm..."Andy replied before yawning.

	Kindergarten was exciting but he and Emma were often tired when they got home. Afternoon naps were still common and their mother and stepfather often joked with them, telling to enjoy naps while they could. 

	Emma smiled at him and squeezed his hand. Andy smiled back and wriggled slightly to get more comfortable. Emma's bed was very soft and he liked holding her hand...

	Andy blinked his eyes, noticing how the light in the room had changed. He must have fallen asleep. Emma was sitting up and rubbing her eyes, having just woken up, too. Turning toward the night table, Andy carefully surveyed the face of the Tinkerbell clock there, noting the numbers and the positions of the hands. 

	"It is...quarter after two," he announced. "We fell asleep!"

	"Of course we did," Emma replied. "You only fall asleep if you're doing sex right. That's why you have to do sex in bed."

	Andy nodded. That made sense. 

	"But why do we have sex?"

	Emma had pieced together various scraps of conversations she had overheard from the grown-ups who came to visit and sleep over. She and her brother often referred to them as "Aunt" or "Uncle" so-and-so.

	"When you have sex, the lady gets a baby in her tummy."

	Andy reached over and lifted the front of Emma's shirt up, exposing her soft belly and chest. As they had bathed together for years, she wasn't shy about him doing this. The boy gently tapped a finger against his sister's stomach, making the slight layer of baby fat indent.

	"So you have a baby in your tummy?" he asked, intrigued.

	Emma rubbed her belly and frowned. She didn't feel a baby in there. She shook her head in confusion.

	"Maybe we didn't have sex right," she sighed.

	"But we fell asleep during sex," Andy countered. "That means we did it right."

	"Oh yeah. I wonder if we have to have sex a bunch of times before I get a baby in my tummy."

	Andy pondered this mystery of life. That had to be it - making babies must be complicated. Adults often made things complicated. Conjuring up a big number he knew, he stated his hypothesis.

	"We have to have sex a hundred times before you get a baby in your tummy," he stated.

	Emma nodded - that certainly made sense.

	"When you get a baby," Andy continued. "Are you going to have a boy baby or a girl baby?"

	"I want twins like us!" she answered with a wide grin.

	Andy's brow furrowed as he considered this added factor.

	"Then we'll have to have sex a hundred and one times."

	"Uh huh. Let's go watch cartoons," Emma said. "We can have sex again tomorrow."

	The DVD had been left in the player and was automatically repeating when Emma clicked the remote to power on the TV in their playroom. Unknown to them that their playroom had been used for playing of a different sort the previous night, the pair was surprised by the moving images that met them in high definition. Their young eyes grew large at what was certainly not Dora the Explorer.

	"Why are they naked?" Andy asked over the loud moans of the woman.

	"So the man can touch her kitty," Emma pointed out. 

	"She's making a lot of noises," Andy noted. "Is he hurting her?"

	"I don't know...Oh! I guess he did. But now he's kissing it to make it feel better."

	"Oh God! That's good ...don't stop! Don't stop!" the woman panted.

	"She feels better, now," Andy decided.

	They watched as the woman reached climax (or at least pretended to) and weren't quite sure what to make of it. Still, Emma was intrigued and paused the video.

	"Could you do that to my kitty?" she asked her brother.

	Andy shrugged before nodding.

	"But we have to take our clothes off," Emma pointed out. "It's not like having sex because we only have to take our shoes off for that."

	In short order, the children were naked. Their bodies were no great mystery to each other after years of bathing together. Sitting on a small chair just her size, Emma spread her legs, presenting her chubby little twat for her brother to lick. Andy knelt in front of her and quickly had his tongue sweeping over his sisters bald cunny.

	"Ooo...that is good," Emma sighed as she wriggled in her chair. "Keep doing it like in the movie."

	Remembering what the man had done, Andy placed his fingers on Emma's soft mound and pulled her labia open. She was nice and pink on the inside and for reasons he couldn't explain, the little boy felt an odd frisson in his belly as his tongue squeezed into her sex. 

	While he experimented, Emma felt small twitches when he licked her in just the right way. 

	"Oh, there," she cooed when her stiffening clitty was flicked.

	Andy was a little concerned when Emma's pussy moistened. She wouldn't pee on him - he knew that much. And something about the juices made him want to lick her harder. He also felt a reaction between his legs. He had often wondered why his penis was hard sometimes when he woke up in the morning and now it was doing it again. A few times, he had touched himself to investigate this mystery and had shivered under his covers in secret pleasure.

	"Don't stop," Emma croaked, unintentionally mimicking the porn actress as her brother slurped away at her steaming quim. She clutched his head, holding him against her crotch. Biting her lip, she concentrated on the good feelings she was getting as the flashes grew more frequent. She wasn't aware of her hips hunching against Andy's face as she reacted primally to her first sexual arousal.

	The flashes intensified, becoming more frequent as she whined anxiously. With an exclamation of surprise, she came, her cuntlet quivering on the inside as she humped her brother's mouth.

	When she was done, she let go of Andy's head. He straightened up on his knees and looked at her oddly. 

	"Are you okay?"

	"Yeah! I was just like the lady on TV. Hey, your dicky is sticking out."

	Andy looked down at the miniature hard-on and shrugged.

	"It does that sometimes. I don't know why."

	Both twins contemplated the mystery between Andy's legs before Emma decided to resume the video.

	"Oh look," she said. "The man's dicky is like yours."

	"Uh oh, she grabbed it."

	"She's kissing it," Emma giggled. "And now she's...oh!"

	Transfixed, the pair watched the woman give her partner a blowjob. When the scene ended, Andy was still hard as his fingers had found their way to his little member while he was watching the pornography. Emma paused the video as the scene faded out and turned to her brother.

	"My turn!" she called out.

	Andy remained standing as his sister knelt before him. His tiny penis disappeared between his sister's pliant lips and soon it was him that was breathing heavily while Emma's mouth slid back and forth on his quivering cocklet.

	Andy closed his eyes, lost in the oral massage his twin was giving his young prick. It felt incredible but then something else arose in his loins, a rapidly building pressure that nearly hurt until he jolted.

	"Oh!" he yelped. "Ah! Ah!"

	Emma clamped harder on his quivering prick until Andy calmed down. 

	"Did I do that right?" she asked, releasing him when she spoke.

	Andy nodded, at a loss for words.

	Frowning, Emma regarded her brother's spit-shined little penis as it began to soften.

	"How come you didn't squirt white stuff like the man did?" she asked.

	"I don't know how," Andy confessed. 

	"Oh, I wish you knew," Emma whined. "It looked like fun on TV."

	"Maybe I can ask Uncle Frank," Andy said, referring to one of his parents' frequent guests. "I saw him coming out of the shower one time because he didn't close the bathroom door. He has a really big dicky and I bet he knows how to make it squirt. When he saw me looking at him, he said maybe one day mine would be that big."

	"Uncle Frank is nice," Emma agreed. "He's a farmer."

	"He is?"

	"Uh huh. I heard Mommy say he was hung like a bull."

	"What does that mean?"

	"I don't know. But if it's something about a bull, he's a farmer, right?"

	Andy nodded. He would be sure to ask Uncle Frank sometime soon. Farmers were nice people.

	Suddenly the clock in the hall chimed. They listened and heard five sounds. Their parents and the others would be getting up soon. Quickly, they got dressed, each wondering about the new surprises they had each discovered between their legs.

	Emma ejected the DVD and tucked it between a couple of Disney DVD boxes in the cabinet. 

	"Why are you doing that?" Andy asked. 

	"So we can watch it tomorrow. I wanna see more stuff."

	"But what if Mommy and Daddy and their friends want to watch it?"

	Emma pointed to the shelves below the TV.

	"They can watch those new Scooby Doo DVD's we just got."

	"Oh yeah, they'll like those."

	The DVD resumed playing from where it had left off the following afternoon. Emma and Andy were standing together in the nude as they watched the action. The man was giving the woman a bouncy ride - both children enjoyed getting those on Dirk's knee. And the woman was certainly having a good time. But there was something strange...

	"Why is his dicky in her kitty?" Emma asked.

	Andy was equally perplexed but quickly fell upon a reasonable explanation.

	"It's for safety so she doesn't fall off," he told her. "Like we have to wear seat belts so we don't get hurt in the car."

	Emma had an image of some black straps with buckles she had seen her mother putting away in one of the guest bedrooms a month ago. Those must have been for safety, too. Andy's answer made sense. Some of Mommy's friends must have been playing bouncy games. But if they had known to put the man's dicky in the woman's kitty, they wouldn't have needed all of those funny-looking seat belts.

	Onscreen, the woman was being very noisy again - much more than when she had been getting licked. Remembering the pleasure from yesterday, the children fondled themselves as they watched this strange act. When the woman pulled off from her lover and let the man cum all over her, the twins giggled. 

	"I wanna go on a bouncy ride!" Emma exclaimed when she paused the video again.

	Andy looked worried.

	"But I don't know how to squirt with my dicky," he reminded her.

	"Oh yeah...but we can still do the bouncy stuff.

	Andy lay on the floor with his stiff little pecker pointed up. Emma sat on top of him and they both giggled as she tried to line her puffy mound to her brother's organ. The giggles quieted as they Andy's penis was inserted into the Emma's damp, hairless slit.

	"Oooh!" they cooed together.

	As pleasing as Emma's mouth had been the day before, Andy found the warmth of her dewy little hole even more intoxicating. Then something seemed to block him but then he eased through into his sister's luscious quim.

	Emma wriggled with discomfort as her brother's hard-on poked at something inside her. Neither child understood what a hymen was but when the opening in the middle stretched to allow the boy's cock to go through, they were both happy with the result.

	Emma stated moving up and down, her eyes wide as her virgin pussy was rubbed by her twin brother's cock. Andy got into the rhythm, bumping upward with his hips with an instinct he couldn't have explained. Mewling pleasurably, the five year-old pair increased the tempo of their incestuous coupling, enraptured by the special secret they had discovered.

	Andy humped his sister desperately as the frissons in his immature loins demanded climax. Responding to his increased efforts, Emma rode her twin's prick with abandon, her cunny making sloppy wet sounds as it was drilled by the small length of hardened boy meat. 

	In the wordless link between twins, they understood that the other was nearing that wonderful thing again. Emma's juices had covered Andy's smooth pubis while he worked his cock inside the slippery confines of her bald little cuntlet. Copulating furiously, the kindergartners huffed and moaned until their orgasms hit together. 

	It didn't stop their movements as Emma ground her agitated young snatch on her brother's prick. Andy stabbed at his twin's pussy, his undeveloped organs spasming and mimicking the process of pumping semen into the girl long before they could produce the actual fluid. 

	Finally, they lay panting, their five year-old bodies naked and sweaty and still interlocked with their tiny genitals. Their smooth, shiny forms were partially painted in the colors from the stilled image of the entwined adults on the television screen.

	As Andy's penis wilted, Emma slowly dismounted. When Andy yawned, she followed. 

	"Let's have a nap," he suggested as they got dressed.

	"We'll go in my bed," Emma said as she took his hand. "And we can have sex again when we go to sleep."

	Andy nodded in agreement. They still had to have a lot of sex so Emma could get a baby in her tummy. And sex was fun - but not nearly as much fun as playing bouncy games.


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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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