It was 11:PM on a Thursday night. Alan was under his red sheets, looking at a magazine. He was lying on his side, with the book on the bed and a thin, yellow flashlight in his left hand. With his right hand, he was stroking his hard-on through his gray gym shorts.

Alan had short, black hair and brown eyes. At ten years old, he was a slim, dark-skinned boy. Because it was a hot night, all he wore to bed was a pair of shorts.

Alan's older sister, Sylvia, who was just coming out of the bathroom, peeked through his ajar bedroom door. Her eyes were also brown, and she had small freckles on her cheeks. Her red hair was tied into a ponytail with a purple ribbon. She was wearing a purple bra, holding back a lot of visible cleavage, and purple panties, which tightly hugged her plump ass. Her long, shapely legs faintly smelled of lotion.

The light that was coming from under the sheets caught her attention. As she peered a bit closer into the dark room, she noticed several steady movements. Out of curiously, she silently opened the door wider and quietly paced toward the bed.

Under the thin sheet, Alan's hand was in his shorts, as he stared at an image of a dark-skinned, short-haired woman on her knees, holding an unhooked, pink bra over her breasts. The green-eyed woman's tongue seductively hung on the side of her mouth.

Sylvia grabbed the sheet with both hands and swiftly pulled it off. Alan looked up in shock and pulled his hand out of his shorts as fast as he could, though not fast enough for his sister's eyes. He turned the flashlight off and hid the porno under his pillow. The moonlight that shone through the open window behind the bed allowed him to see her face.

"What were you doing just now?", Sylvia asked, knowing the answer to that question.

"N-n-nothing!", Alan stammered. His heart was beating fast and his hands were shaking.

Feeling her way across the room, Sylvia walked back to the door and flipped the light switch. The ceiling light, which hung between the TV and the bed, illuminated the room. Quickly, Alan sat up and attempted to mentally dissolve the tent in his pants.

The room had gray walls and a wooden floor. Alan's bed was in front of two windows and was facing the door. The bed had a white pillow and a brown headboard. Directly in front of the bed was a black, RCA TV. To the left of the door was his closet, which had two sliding doors.

Sylvia stepped toward the bed. Her brother's eyes were locked on her jiggling, C-cup breasts, which threatened to slip out of the obviously too-small bra. He licked up the short string of drool when she stood at the bedside.

"So, what do you have under your pillow?"

"I didn't hide anything under there", he said, without thinking.

In a swift motion, the girl lifted the pillow and snatched the magazine. The cover had a few silhouettes of women posing in front of a sunset and the word "Chixxx" was above them in bold, white letters. She opened it and looked at the first page in disbelief.

"I don't understand why these women-- these sluts-- do these things!", she said in mock annoyance. "They have no shame and they're an insult to the many intelligent ladies of the world!"

She continued to scan the dirty book while Alan sulkily awaited a punishment.

"This magazine is so disgusting. 'Loose Lucy'? Look at this woman, two dicks are fucking her pussy at the same time!" She showed him the centerfold of a dark-haired woman on a couch in the doggystyle position with a brown-haired man lying underneath her and another man standing behind her. Slowly, Alan's dick began to stiffen as he looked the dirty picture up and down. She brought the mag back to herself and turned the page.

"Assie? Her name has a cuss word in it!" She turned the magazine to him, letting him see a blond, green-eyed Australian woman with her back turned. Assie was smiling over her shoulder while peeling her black thong-- the only clothes she had-- off.

"Were you playing with this", she flickered his crotch with the back of her right hand, causing him to flinch, "while you were 'reading' this filth?" Alan was so embarrassed that he was thinking about running out of the room.

Before he could even try to, Sylvia pushed him on his back and pinned him there with one hand on his chest. Holding the right page of the magazine in her right hand, she lifted her long, right leg and stretched it over the side of the bed. Next, she put her other leg on the other side of the bed, straddling her little brother's lap. Removing her hand from his chest, she held the magazine in both hands again. As the looked at the images, she slowly grinded herself on his hardening dick.

"Hmm. What else is in here?", she said, nonchalantly. She thumbed through the book and found a centerfold of two, blond, blue-eyed twins. The nude models were kissing, while fingering each other's cunts. She showed him the two pages and grinded faster.

"Please don't let her know. Please don't let her know", Alan chanted in his head. Such close contact with a female, combined with Sylvia's outfit and looking at the Chixxx models, was making him very uncomfortable. His dick grew and twitched underneath Sylvia's pussy.

"Well, what do we have here?"

"Nothing!", he denied.

Obviously not believing him, Sylvia leaned over him and placed her hands on either side of his head. She moved her ass back and forth on his lap even faster than before.

"Uh-uh, that doesn't feel like nothing." She got off of him and stood on the side of the bed. Alan's shorts had a small tent in them. "We-ellllll", she teased, "what happened here?"

Suddenly, Sylvia grabbed her brother's shorts and yanked them down. His white briefs also fell, sliding off his hard dick, making it roughly fling out. Alan's three inch cock pointed towards his sister as she looked on. With the tip of her right index finger, she pressed his dick to the side, resting the head on his left thigh, before taking the finger away and letting it flop back to its pointing-straight-up position. He gasped when he touched her. Her attention then turned back to the magazine, which she skimmed through.

"Would you like this girl to come out and play with you?", she taunted, holding the tops of both pages, which showed a nude, shoulder-length-haired, African American woman in multiple poses, in front of herself.

Alan took a breath and turned his head to the right. Sylvia got into bed, on her knees, and quickly placed the open book in her brother's face. She giggled when he slapped it, wrinkling the right page, where the model happened to be bending over, showing her round ass.

On the left page, there was a close-up of the model's face, pink tongue licking the side of her purple-lipsticked, upper lip. With the right pages wrapped around the left, Sylvia held the image of the model's face in front of her own. Loosely, she wrapped her left hand around Alan's dick without touching it. Still not touching his dick, she moved her hand up and down, as if masturbating it.

"Oh, yes! Ooh, Alan! Alan, fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Oooh! You're making me so wet!", she panted seductively from behind the magazine, pretending to be the "Chixxx" model.

By now, Alan's face, which was staring at her hand, was darkening to crimson. He wanted her to touch him... he wanted her hand to grip him while moving up and down like that. He was actually turned on by his own sister. Sylvia knew this, and she hopped off the bed, walked a few feet away, and faced away from him. Slowly, she undid her purple bra and let it drop to the floor.

"Oops", she squeaked, without turning around. She bent over, pretending to pick it up.

Alan's eyes were glued to his sister's butt. The very beginning of her crack was exposed at the top of her waistline. He fought the urge to play with himself right there, while she wasn't looking. Intentionally, Sylvia swayed her butt from side to side while her right hand traced along the edges of the cups of her bra. Picking the bra up, she pushed her ass backwards and raised her upper body until she was standing up.

Then, Sylvia spun around so fast, her breasts flew to the side and quickly jiggled back in place. Alan's mouth opened as he looked at his older sister's bare chest. Two mounds, topped by dime-shaped, dark brown areola were hanging out of the front of her athletic torso.

"Nice, aren't they?", asked Sylvia. Starting at her upper chest, she slowly ran her fingers over herself, sinking her fingertips lower and lower until she reached her brown areola. She pulled her nipples as far out as she could, her breasts moving along with them. She then mashed her tits together and rotated her hands while squeezing her tits.

Sylvia's hands went down even lower, until they reached her purple waistband. Her thumbs went inside and she began to dance like a stripper. Slowly, her hips swayed from side to side. With her hands up high, she slowly spun around, seductively swinging her hips.

Sylvia hooked her thumbs into her panties and paced back and forth, crossing one leg in front of the other as she took a step. Bit by bit, her panties slipped off, exposing a little bit of skin at a time. Her tongue slithered out of her mouth and seductively went over her upper lip as her panties went down to her thighs, knees, then her ankles. Next, she slowly stood up straight, with her legs together, and kicked her panties of her right foot, sending them flying toward the bed, and hitting her brother right in the face. For a brief moment, Alan could smell his sister's aroma on the final piece of clothing that covered her, which was now at his side.

To Alan, the room felt like an oven as he gawked, open-mouthed, at his now-nude, older sister. Grinning, Sylvia put her hands on her hips and posed, with a bent, left knee. After a while, she dropped her hands and walked over to the bed. Alan's eyes (and crotch) were focused on the girl as she sat on the edge, with her legs crossed.

"Do you like what you see little brother?", she asked, huskily, tracing her fingers along her left leg, which was crossed over the other. "How about a closer look?"

In a swift move, Sylvia was once again on Alan's lap, the two of them in their birthday suits. She held his thin cock and pressed it to her cunt until it slipped inside.

"Aah", Alan moaned. His dick was now inside his big sister's cunt.

Fiercely, Sylvia bounced up and down, talking dirty and rubbing her little brother's chest and shoulders.

"You like it little brother? You like fucking me like this?" Alan remained speechless. "Yes! You love fucking me! You love sticking your dick up your sister's pussy! Nasty little fucker!"

Roughly, Sylvia rotated her hips from side to side, and up and down. Her hands rubbed Alan's arms up and down, before grabbing his wrists and placing his hands on her hips. With her hands on top of his, she put his hands on her tits.

"Here, play with them."

When Alan didn't move, she made him squeeze her tits. She then made him rotate them.

"Ah... ahh... ohh... oh, Sylvia, stop!"

"What's wrong, too hot for you? You gonna cum? Huh? You gonna cum? Let it go! Cum in my pussy, Alan! Cum for me!"

Sylvia's ass loudly slapped against Alan's knees, making her breasts bounce around, wildly. She rubbed his ribs up and down with both hands. His hands were by his side.

Alan shut his eyes and opened his mouth wide. Eventually, his body went stiff and his cock pulsed inside Sylvia's snatch. After the second kick, his eyes shot open and looked at his sister's mischievous face. The third buck of his hips made him lift his head up. Two more pulses sent his head crashing down to his pillow.

Finally, Sylvia stopped bouncing, and got off the bed. With his eyes still closed, Alan laid on his back, completely still, with his head tilted to the right. She smiled and picked up her clothes. When she reached the doorknob, she took a final look at her brother.

"Sweet dreams, Alan", she grinned, before flipping the light switch and closing the door.