John L. Fine
Sexy little sister
Chapter 1
Suzie stretched her hand lazily over the edge of her twin bed and dropped the algebra book on the carpet. Not that she didn't like math, but she was smart enough that a few hours study before dinner was all she needed to make her passing grades. And there it was nearly seven o'clock and she was bored with her high school class assignments. What she wanted was a boy. "Not really a boy," she said to herself, "a huge big dripping juicy cock."
Casually she pulled the bottom of her short wool skirt up above her waist and looked at the most important part of her lithe and beautiful little fourteen-year-old body. Fat little pussy lips puckered out from a nest of thickening dark hair.
"How pretty it is," she thought, "nestled between my long lovely white thighs." And it was beautiful. And so were her slender young legs. She took care to shave them when needed in order to show off by contrast the dark mysterious bush that partially hid her tender pink pussy.
"It is beautiful, isn't it Suzie?" murmured Cindy, watching her sister from across the room they shared had been observing Suzie ever since the young girl had first exposed herself, and had fully understood the sexual desires the fourteen-year-old was feeling. At seventeen, more developed than her sister, Cindy was feeling the same unfulfilled frustration. Long before her sister, she had set her dull American history text aside and dreamily begun to contemplate the nature of the sexual universe.
"Cindy?" responded Suzie, looking at the lovely girl across the room-almost her twin except for her more fully developed body-"maybe we ought to call Roger and that other boy we met last week. No one would know, and our pussies…
"Absolutely not," exclaimed the older girl, startled out of her dreamy laziness. "You know we can't do anything to endanger our father's reputation, or let anyone know that we're not the pure little, simple minded virgins people think We are."
"But Cindy," the young girl pleaded, "we wouldn't let the town know. All…"
"But we would let the town know. You know how those boys at Rockford High are. They'll tell every detail to everybody, just to prove their own puny little potency. They'd describe us from the tip of our nipples to the color of our come. Everybody in the God damned town would know we'd thrown ‘em a fuck before tomorrow night's supper."
"But Cindy, it's been over a month since either of us had any," Suzie protested again, pleading for some kind of desperate solution to the aching pains in her young quim. "Roger wouldn't talk-he's got the reputation of a real stud-and a gentleman."
Cindy sat back on her own twin bed and looked at her young sister with loving exasperation. Not only did her body show three years more development than her little sister, so did her intelligence and experience.
"Don't you know," she began carefully, "that the reason he's got such a reputation as a great stud and gentleman is that he's told everyone about it. If he were as discreet as you think, how would anyone know of his accomplishments?" Cindy was trying to reason carefully. It was important that the two young girls keep their reputation for purity in the small conservative town, or their father's chances for re-election as town Sheriff might be ruined.
Suzie blinked at the truth of her sister's statement, but her aching needs were too pressing for her to give up without a fight. "You date Roger-you're almost his steady-but you don't worry about your reputation."
"That's because he's never had anything to talk about. And when he lies, it's obvious it's a lie. Everyone knows I've never screwed him-he can't talk of anything else among his friends-and that's the best argument I've got for my virginity. Any girl that would go out with Super Stud every week and not get laid has got to have a pussy tighter than Miss Kuim's, if she were caught naked in an Alaskan blizzard with an ice cube up her cunt."
Suzie giggled at that. Miss Kuim, their gym teacher, had a reputation for being the most unlikely girl in town to succeed with either man, woman or beast. A virgin at birth, she was destined to he a virgin at death-or at least the two young girls, still a little naive, had always thought.
"But Cindy, what are we going to do?" finally asked Suzie, almost desperate with hurt and frustration. She knew her sister was right, but that didn't still the nagging urge between her legs, left unsatisfied for a month. "More than a month," she calculated. It had been nearly six weeks since they had gone with their father to Colorado and had met those two young ski jocks. Fortunately Daddy had been forced to leave them alone for a few days while on business.
Cindy looked at the younger girl sympathetically. She felt the same needs. Quietly she got up and moved across the room.
Suzie's big dark eyes looked up at her lovingly. "Want some?" she asked, suddenly less serious. Quickly she lifted up the skirt still higher-exposing herself to the waist.
Cindy laughed, then smiled. "No, my beautiful sister, but I love you. And if I had a man I sure as hell'd share him with you."
Quietly she sat down by her young sister and gave her a light but meaningful little French kiss. Her hand slipped like an old friend under the girl's blouse and cupped a firm little perky breast. The two Smith girls were not given particularly to Lesbian activities, but they did have a huge double dildo hidden away in their closet which they could use when desperately alone together, or with particularly close friends. With their father still not due home for another two hours, they both began to wonder if they shouldn't dig it out from its hiding place and satisfy some of their urgent needs.
But the girls were not quite as alone as they thought. Outside their door their younger brother peered anxiously through the key hole. At eleven years, Joey Smith was more than ready for sex. But his eager attempts to find a recipient for his precocious pecker had been continually frustrated. Girls his own age weren't ready yet, and older girls didn't take him seriously.
As a result, one of his chief erotic pleasures was watching his sisters screw each other. He regretted they did it so seldom during the day when when he could watch. Usually they waited until night, when the lights were out. Standing quietly outside their door, when he was supposed to be sleeping, he could hear their moans and cries of pleasure as the bed springs squeaked violently. But it was always too dark to see.
Yet occasionally, as today, their passions would grow too big to be ignored until bed time. On these occasions Joey would get an eye full, masturbating vigorously as he watched. Joey looked on eagerly as the two girls gently began to caress and fondle each other's body. Just as gently the eleven-year-old stroked his slender, hard love tool.
He loved the sight of his sisters, more beautiful than the pictures in the magazines. Suzie's still developing body was slender and small, with perky round breasts no bigger than apples, and firm hips that were still small and boyish. Her pussy bush had only begun to thicken the last few months. Like her older sister, it was going to be thick and bushy. Both girls were dark brunettes, with large liquid brown eyes. Their flesh was firm and rosy, without blemish.
Yet as much as he loved the sight of his young sister's body, Cindy was.Joey's favorite. There was no wasted fat on her, yet her legs and thighs were beautifully shaped columns of soft flesh, and her bottom full and round. Her breasts were unbelievably delightful. Large firm pear shapes, they projected smartly from her body and ended in upturned dark purplish nipples. Joey was sure she had the most beautiful figure imaginable.
And not only were they beautiful, they were both fully committed to love. It was their tragedy that their father was the Sheriff and in a precarious political situation. In order not to damage his reputation among the conservative people in Normasburg County, both girls had willingly pledged themselves to a life of the strictest virtue while they lived there.