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A Palisade Author story from MrDouble's archive, 
Filename: kidsiste.txt
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story_codes: m/g(11), cons

story_intro: When Brian keeps getting stood up by his girlfriend, he finds another opportunity in her younger sister, Claire. The preteen is most interested in what boys and girls do together and just wants a just little lesson in those kinds of things and that's all there is...at first.


story_language: English



Kid Sister

Written by madvlad


	"I'm sorry, Brian, but I don't know where Alison is."

	Brian fumed in frustration. He and Alison had been dating sort of regularly for nearly a year now. When he turned sixteen a few months ago, he figured his driver's license would mean getting away with Alison more often and for more sex. 

	But recently, she had been standing him up, claiming she had forgotten he was coming over or had been studying with friends. Brian didn't want to break up with her - mostly because he didn't want to start again with another girl, waiting who-knew-how- long until he could finally get in her pants. 

	"I'm really, sorry, Brian," the girl said again.

	"What? Oh, that's okay, Claire. I'm not mad at you."

	Claire was one of Alison's younger sisters. Having recently turned eleven, she was just into a growth spurt that had stretched her body vertically a little more, leaving her coltish-looking.  She wore her long brown hair in a neat pony tail and her light brown eyes were sincere and sympathetic as she looked at him. 

	"Is that Brian?' piped a younger voice from deeper in the house. 

	Eight year-old Riley skipped into the living room. Her coloring was much like Claire's but she let her long tresses hang loosely down her back. Unaware of the complexities of teenage angst and frustrated hormones, she walked right up to Brian and asked him for a favor.

	"Alison's not here. So could you drive me to my friend, Stacy's house? It's too far for Mom and Dad to let me ride my bike but her dad will drive me home when he gets back from work."

	"Riley!" Claire groaned, drawing out her sister's name in admonishment.

	"Oh, Please?" Riley amended, thinking that the lack of manners was what Claire was concerned about.

	Despite his annoyance at Alison, the exchange between her two little sisters amused Brian.

	"Sure, I'll take you," he replied. "You can come too, if you want, Claire."

	Claire seemed unusually happy with the invitation, which surprised Brian. Riley was perfectly happy in the back seat while Claire buckled herself in up front with Brian. For a moment, he thought she was blushing, but quickly lost that idea as he concentrated on Riley's directions -which usually consisted of her telling him to turn once they were already in the middle of the intersection.

	After dropping Riley off, Brian and Claire had a more relaxed drive back, free of sudden turns. At the house, Brian stopped in with the long hope of seeing if Alison had returned, but she had not. Before he left, Claire sat on the couch and shyly asked him if she could get some help. Brian shrugged and sat next to her, wondering why she was acting a little strangely. 

	"Um," Claire began, twisting her interlocked fingers and staring at them intently. 

	"Yes?" Brian asked after a pause. 

	"Um...well, you know about kissing, right?"

	"Yeah, Alison and I do it all the time," Brian answered nonchalantly before sighing roughly.  "Or at least we used to."

	"Yeah, me and some friends talk about it because maybe we'll have boyfriends soon," Claire explained, her earlier blush returning with a vengeance. "And we sort of practiced with each other. Even touching tongues."

	For some reason, the thought of a bunch of little girls kissing each other aroused Brian. They weren't quite so little anymore by Claire's age, but they were still kids. He wondered what that was like for them.

	Claire took in a deep breath as she mustered her courage to speak again.

	"Could you teach me to kiss for real?"

	Normally, Brian might have laughed. But he was itching for some action and Claire's brief description of her friends' activities had turned him on.

	"Sure," he said, trying to sound cool despite a suddenly dry throat.

	Their movements were awkward; tentative at first. But eventually they achieved lasting contact with their lips and Brian put his hand on the middle of Claire's back - safely away from any private areas. When his tongue flicked against her lips, the girl parted them and allowed him inside her mouth. She greeted him with her tongue and soon their mouths were wide open as they orally explored each other.

	Claire was feeling light-headed and shifted her legs in an attempt to ease the odd pressure in her groin. She wondered if he would try to touch her there and was struck by both fear and desire at the same time.

	But Brian kept one hand on the couch and the other on the girl's back. He moved the latter up and down, stroking her there and felt the strap of a bra through the thin material of her t-shirt. So Claire was starting to develop. He hadn't noticed before but honestly, he hadn't been interested in her at all that way while he and Alison were an item. He readily accepted the fact now that his relationship with Alison was over. Just as Brian was starting to consider where to put his hands next, Claire broke the kiss.

	"Wow!" she breathed heavily. "That was good. Really, really good."

	"You want to do it some more?" Brian offered.

	"Yeah...um..." Claire trailed off again, looking down.

	Then Brian noticed that her eyes were fixed on the bulge in his pants. Her blush was deepening.

	"Is that your...thing?" she peeped.

	"My cock? Yeah."

	"One time, I saw Alison kissing it," Claire confessed. "I didn't mean to spy but her bedroom door was cracked open and I...I had to watch."

	Claire's embarrassment excited Brian even more.

	"Did you like watching her do that?"

	"Oh! Yes! I mean, it was kind of neat...I guess. But..."

	"Yes?"

	Claire looked at him, her face feverishly bright.

	"But then she put a whole lot of it in her mouth. One of my friends talked about that. Do girls really, um, suck on boys' things? I mean cocks?"

	"They sure do. You want to try?"

	Claire clenched her hands together, frightened and intrigued. Unable to speak, she gave him a small nod. Brian paused for a moment, eyeing the girl's chest to gauge how much growth she had there. But her shirt was too baggy for him to tell and he focused on her mouth instead.

	Claire's lips parted as her jaw dropped open after Brian released his dick. Taking her hand, he guided it to his member where she grasped it. The touch of his hard flesh in her hand was electric - forbidden and exciting and creating unfamiliar stirrings in the preteen's sex. Leaning over his lap, Claire slowly lowered her head, kissing the tip of his glans a few times. As if she was kissing a mouth, she gradually pushed her tongue out to touch him as she kissed all over the head.

	Lacking the nerve to go further, she continued this for several minutes before Brian encouraged her to open wide. Squeezing her eyes closed she enveloped the mushroom shaped head in her mouth. She used her tongue more to get to know the meat in her mouth. 

	When Brian started patting the back of her head, Claire closed her lips tightly around him and lowered her head more. She did what she had seen her sister do and moved her mouth up and down on the prick, letting her tongue slither over it in exploration. 

	Brian stifled a moan as the eleven year-old ate his cock, her virgin mouth working wonders as it slid along his shaft.

	Claire's other hand crept between her legs and stroked the cotton clad mound there. She felt so weird there; kind of swollen and like her panties would burst open. Her fingers responded to the ache, soothing it but also stoking the fire inside her. 

	But a small, salty discharge from the tip of Brian's penis distracted her. She didn't know what pre-cum was and was suddenly introduced to semen when Brian exploded in her mouth. Startled, Claire pulled her mouth away and the next spurt caught her on the chin. The remainder landed on her shirt.

	The preteen was shocked by her first taste of cum. Delicately swirling her tongue in her mouth, she tried to decide if she liked the musky stuff or not. Watching her face with some goo on her chin while she sampled his flavor made Brian's cock twitch for more.

	"You can swallow it," he said and was about to add "or spit it out" when Claire gulped it down.

	Alison always spit it out and Brian felt a little guilty for inadvertently tricking her sister but knew the stuff wouldn't hurt her.

	"So that's what cumming is all about for boys?" Claire asked.

	"Yup. Have you ever played with yourself and made yourself cum?"

	"No," Claire answered meekly. "I mean I've, um, touched myself a little, but that's it. I'm kind of scared."

	She gave him a look as if to say she apologized for being just a kid. Brian ginned.

	"It's okay. You shouldn't be -"

	The phone's sudden ring seemed harsh and jangling, startling both of them. Claire fumbled with it before she finally steadied it against her head.

	"Hello? Hi Mom. Yeah...uh huh. No, she's at Stacy's. Okay...four hundred. Bye."

	Claire hung up and looked at Brian. 

	"My mom's on her way home. She wanted me to pre-heat the oven for some lasagna."

	"I guess I'd better go then," Brian replied.

	Claire looked disappointed and relieved at the same time. Brian had little doubt that she had been considering what might happen next if they had more time. When he stood up, he gave Claire another look.

	"But you'd better wash your face and change your shirt before she gets here."

	Claire's cheeks reddened again but she also giggled.

	Brian was home alone the next afternoon when he heard a rapping at the back door. That was unusual since everyone used the front. When he answered the knocks, he found Claire standing there. Usually, she was dressed in t-shirts and shorts or a skirt. Today, the skirt was a little nicer and she wore a blouse that she was outgrowing. It pulled tightly across her chest, showing two modest swellings there. Claire looked nervous so Brian spared her the embarrassment of trying to say something and let her in.

	"Back for more, huh?" he asked as he closed the door.

	"Yeah," she answered with a nod. "I really liked kissing you. Is it okay if we do it again?"

	"Sure, let's go to my bedroom."

	After yesterday's sudden but very pleasant venture, Brian wondered how far he'd get today - hell, he never had been sure there would even be a second time until she suddenly sappeared. It would come down to the conflict between Claire's eagerness and fear.  He would make it a point to stoke her eagerness and let it carry the day.

	Claire welt a little wobbly as she entered the older boy's bedroom. They sat together on the bed and wasted little time in joining their mouths. As they tasted each other's tongues, Claire relaxed, enjoying this part. But when she felt Brian unbuttoning her blouse, her heart began to hammer. 

	When the last button was undone, the front of Claire's shirt fell open. Her belly was flat under Brian's hand, her skin radiating heat as he slid it upward. Brian passed his hand quickly over the front of the girl's small training bra, running his fingers over the intricate contours at the base of her throat. Alison had always been sensitive there and Claire's moans in his mouth confirmed she shared her sister's reaction. 

	Then Brian brought his hand over one bra cup which perfectly encased the sprouting flesh within. He squeezed the preteen's breast through the thin, silky material, manipulating it and feeling the reaction in her nipple. Then he fondled her other breast, teasing as his fingertips played around the edges of the cloth triangle.

	When Brian reached behind her to unfasten the clip, Claire finally resisted a little.

	"Don't," she whispered in and embarrassed tone. "They're too small - you won't like them."

	Brian's only response was to finish unhooking the clasp. Then he slid Claire's blouse from her shoulders, preventing her from reaching to catch the falling undergarment. 

	Free of the training bra, the eleven year-old's budding breasts protruded gently from her thin chest; more wide than tall. Although Claire had touched herself there in fascinated discovery as she had begun to develop, it was nothing like having a teen's hands cupping them and massaging them.

	To the beat of Claire's heavy breathing, Brian massaged her plump little juglets, making the preteen push out with her chest. When Brian leaned down and took and entire morsel of girl meat in his mouth, Claire let loose with a long, throaty groan. She hadn't been expecting this and sat still as the sixteen year-old lightly chewed and sucked on her new breasts. Her nipples were painfully stiff and she sucked in a breath, lustful breath every time one of his teeth scraped the tip of her nubbin.

	She had barely paid attention to the hand sliding up one slim thigh until it reached her crotch. Brian groped her cotton clad mons, squeezing and stroking and playing a finger along her cleft as he pushed some of the fabric into it. Barely able to process the heavenly suckling on her chest, Claire made no move to dislodge the hand that was seemingly responding to the aching demand in her sex. She felt squishy inside and remembered hearing about how girls would get wet when they were played with. 

	Claire had never ventured for that long down there to produce anything like that, but her inner denials that this was happening at last faded as Brian rubbed her harder. She didn't know what would happen next until the teen reached into her waistband. At first, he only put two finger tips inside. The preteen didn't dare move - caught between her heady exhilaration and the fear that this was going too far. When she did not try to move away, he became bolder and slid his hand down the front. 

	As his fingers moved over the girl's smooth pubis and curled over her mound, Brian thrilled at the feel of Claire's utter hairlessness down there. He had felt his first vagina with a like aged-girl when he was thirteen, encountering soft pubic hairs that became more crinkly as both he and the girls he was with grew older. But finding the girl like this made her seem even more naked with nothing to conceal or cover the contours of her vulva.

	Clair was in disbelief. For all the nerve it had taken her recently to just touch herself a little, now here was a boy with his hand there and...oh! Discovering the moistness in her cleft, Brian fingered her there, exploring her dampening interior all the way to the entrance and bringing her clitoris to life. 

	"Ah!" Claire gasped as her moisture became a flow on Brian's fingers.

	He took her dew and rubbed it all over her mound, enhancing the massage as he continued to caress her on the outside while his middle finger diddled her at her portal, pushing the inner lips open so she could feel her hymen just past them. Harvesting more juices, he coated her clit as he pinched and tugged and rolled it. Claire's breathing became quicker, almost panicked until she suddenly stiffened. A warbling moan the short burst of fluid from her cunny signaled her orgasm.

	"What? I..." Claire mumbled.

	"You came," Brian stated simply.

	He always made Alison cum before they had sex, making her compliant as well as wet and ready to receive him. Now as he eased Alison's little sister onto her back, he hoped she would be as willing. After quickly removing her sneakers and socks, he unzipped her skirt and pulled it down her legs it down her legs. He started next with her panties but Claire spoke just as the waistband was above the top of her cleft.

	"Are you going to have sex with me?" she asked, looking even younger with her wide-eyed expression.

	Brian briefly considered asking her if that was alright, but thought it better to remove the choice and stay in charge. 

	"Yes," was all he said as he slid her panties down and off of her. 

	Lying naked on his bed, Claire was the picture of blossoming, yet innocent sexuality. Her soft young breasts were nearly flat on her chest although the small nipples still perked upward.  Between her thighs, the girl's pussy was bald and fleshy, so childish but with the glistening of her juices enticing it to be taken.

	Claire's eyes remained locked on Brian's prick as he pushed the head into her slit. As her inner labia stretched, she saw her smooth mound push up slightly from the flesh burrowing inside it. Brian pushed forward, lancing through her membrane. Claire cried as her virginity was pierced and Brian waited until her tears stopped before he pushed in.

	Claire tensed at the motion, but felt only stretching inside without the sharpness from before. The sliding of Brian's cock against the walls of her prepubescent cunny excited her and she relaxed, spreading her legs wider to welcome him as he entered her. As Brian began copulating with her in quick, eager strokes, the rubbing of his hardness overruled the discomfort of her straining tunnel.

	Stroking inside the eleven year-old's slick virgin pussy, Brian fought to keep from cumming immediately. Alison had been a good fit, but her preteen sister's twat was gripping him mightily as he pounded his meat inside her. Every shove in produced a slurpy gush of juices that Brian felt down to the base of his prick and on his balls. Lying there and taking the teen's lusty cock, the youngster had no idea how good she was.

	With a groan, Brian came, planting hot gobs of cum in the girl's body. Claire exhaled in short huffs as she felt her insemination pound into her barely ripening body in quick succession.

	They lay together, remaining interlocked until Brian grew hard again. Feeling his erection grow inside her sex excited Claire and she squirmed beneath him as if to goad him into having her again. 

	And he did, rutting harder this time, making the preteen's nipples sway on her budding mounds. Claire pushed with her pelvis, finding new ways to enhance her pleasure. With desperate keening noises, she moved her slender hips, using Brian's cock as it was using her. She came a second time, moaning louder as the sixteen year-old sluiced in and out of her drooling cunny. As her climax passed, Brian added another load of seed to Claire's still immature organs.

	A few minutes later, Brian pulled out. His semen dribbled from between the hairless lips of the sated and saturated eleven year-old's pussy. A few reddish stains in the flow marked all that remained of her virginity. After excusing himself, he padded down the hall and returned with a towel which he used to carefully clean his young lover. It would have to be washed, along with his bedspread, but he was used to this after Alison's visits. 

	After she got dressed, Claire hugged him and gave him a smile that hinted of satisfaction and of mysteries solved. She looked at the clock and knew she had to leave.

	At this point, Brian was feeling awkward, unsure of what to say now that the act had been consummated. When they reached to door, Claire stopped and turned to him, her eyes soft and innocent. 

	"I'll keep using the back door when I come so no one knows I come here," she announced simply, laying out part of the scheme to their trysts. 

	Then she stood on her toes, angling her face toward his and they shared a chaste kiss on the lips. Brian let her out and watched as she left. As she walked through his backyard, she appeared to be just another young girl, but Brian could have sworn he saw a new, knowing sway to her little hips.



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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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