Tricia had just come home from a friend's house. She was still wearing her school uniform, which consisted of a white shirt, a tan, knee-length skirt, and black shoes. The girl looked at her black digital watch and saw that it was 5:28. Her older brother would be home and their parents would still be working.

7-year-old Tricia was a petite girl with caramel skin. Black hair was braided into twin pigtails in the back of her head. Beady, brown eyes were on either side of her thin, upraised nose.

The girl headed out of the living room and through an open door that was down the hall.

The bedroom was illuminated by a ceiling light. Magazine pictures of models clad in bikinis or tank tops and daisy dukes were scattered along the left wall. Against this white wall, there was a single bed with a white pillow and orange sheets.

A gray TV was sitting on the wooden floor in the corner of the opposite side of the bed. On the TV, a round of Mortal Kombat Trilogy was being played by a heavy-set teenager who was sitting on the bed. A Blockbuster Video case was beside him.

The boy passed a short glance at his visitor and turned back to his game. He wore a royal blue T-shirt with jeans and nothing on his feet.

Tricia briefly ducked out of the doorway to toss her bookbag into her next door bedroom. She then entered her brother's room and shut the door. With a sigh, she collapsed onto the bed.

"You're still playing this, Nick?" she asked, watching Player One (SubZero) freeze the ground, causing the CPU (Cyrax) to slip toward his uppercut.

"Yup."

The girl scooted closer so she was laying by his right side.

Though Nick was only 15 years old, he was nearly six feet tall. He had chubby body, yet muscular arms. A wide nose centered his face and was between two small eyes.

"I wanna play something else." She walked her fingers along his knee, heading upward.

"Not right now."

"Come on. I'm bored." She drummed her fingers along his thigh.

"And I'm doing something."

Tricia balled her fist and sat up. Then she got out of bed and left the room.

Nick continued his game, not bothering to look up.

"Niii-ick," Tricia said in a sing-song voice when she returned.

Nick turned his head to see his sister leaning in the doorway with a change of clothes. She was now wearing a pair of denim shorts and a brown tank top. He said nothing and went back to playing.

Tricia smiled and sauntered over to her brother. She waved a hand in front to get his attention.

"What?" Nick paused the game.

"Don't you like what you see?" She spun around, momentarily stopping with her back turned, showing the crack of her butt.

Nick looked his sister up and down. The tight tank top almost matched her brown skin color. Despite her thin body, her shorts looked like they would tear open at any minute.

"Yeah, it's fine." He looked back at the TV.

Maintaining her grin, Tricia lifted a leg and planted her foot on his right knee. Then she raised the hem of her shirt up to her bellybutton and held it with her underarms. Slowly, she raked her fingers along the smooth skin from ankle to thigh, where her shorts ended. Then she moved to her zipper and unzipped the shorts. Not bothering with the buttons, she spread the hole.

Nick shifted his eyes to see that his sister was now standing one bare foot on his leg and was holding her fly open to expose her pussy. The gaze lasted a whole two seconds.

Tricia dipped two fingers into the hole in her shorts and then into her cunt. She pulled them back out and held them under Nick's nose.

"Doesn't that smell good?" she asked.

"Uh-huh." Nick didn't look.

"Taste it." She caressed his lips until he sucked her fingers. "Doesn't that taste good?"

"Mmm-hmm."

"Good, because I didn't wipe my pussy when I peed."

"Yep."

Tricia rolled her eyes and took her foot off her brother. She then sat beside him and put her head on his left arm.

"But I want it soo bad," she whined, fondling his chest.

Nick had no response.

Tricia scooted behind her brother and got on her knees so she was level with him. She leaned over and nibbled on his ear.

"Wait, get off me, Tricia. Hold on, I'm almost done."

Excitedly, Tricia pulled back. "You're gonna stop playing?!"

"No. I'm about to beat Jade."

The girl let out a frustrated growl and buried her face in his back. She then rested her head on his left shoulder and rubbed her cheek against his. Her arms went around his neck and she raised her pelvis to grind into his back. Meanwhile, she was kissing all over the left side of his face. Her lips spotted his cheek, lips, neck, anywhere she could reach. She only held on tighter when she felt Nick squirming.

"Would you get off me?!" Nick commanded.

Tricia snorted angrily and rolled out of bed. She stood beside her brother and watched with little interest as he fought a close match with Johnny Cage. Then she stood in front of the TV.

"Move out way, Tricia!" Nick leaned to the right in an attempt to see.

"Nuh-uh." The girl raised her hand and pointed downward at the power button.

"I'm not playing with you!"

"Me, neither." She lowered her index finger and pushed the button down. The green power light remained lit.

Nick dropped his controller by his side and stood. "Get off the game!"

"Fine."

Tricia lifted her finger, prompting Mortal Kombat to be replaced by Garfield & Friends. Wasting no time, she scrambled out of the room.

Immediately, Nick ran after her. His sister was more agile, but his much larger frame allowed him to make longer steps. He caught up with her and grabbed the back of her shirt.

After getting the wind knocked out of her, Tricia roughly fell on the gray carpet of the hallway. She looked up to see anger in her brother's face and it dawned on her that she went too far. She then tried to sit up, but felt two big hands press her down by the shoulders.

Holding the girl in place, Nick climbed over her and spontaneously kissed her lips. Then he let go of her shoulders and scooped up the back of her head.

The movement was so swift that Tricia had no time to breathe. She was made to sit up with her lips still mashed into her much bigger brother's. Her legs were between his. Her hands struggled to push him off.

Nick suddenly stopped and sat up.

Tricia barely had time to finish her protest before she felt a tight grip on both of her ankles. She flinched as Nick stepped over her to turn her around. Then her body was swiftly dragged along the carpet, burning her bare back. The walls on either side of her quickly moved until she ended up in the brother's room. Right after lifting her head, she was lifted off the floor and thrown into bed on her belly.

Nick wasted no time in sitting on the back of his sister's ankles and tugging the waistband of her shorts. He paused to give her half bare bottom a sharp slap before standing to pull her lower garment down her smooth legs and off her bare feet. The boy noticed that his sister made no attempt to escape, though there was nothing stopping her. Then he gripped the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head and tossed it over his shoulder.

The completely naked Tricia watched her brother as he undid his jeans and pulled them down with his blue and white striped boxers. She laughed as he grabbed her ankles again and pulled her closer so her pelvis was on the edge of the bed.

With another slap to her butt, Nick turned his sister over and held the base of his dick. He placed it near her hole and pushed it in.

"Aah, Nick," Tricia gasped as two inches of her sibling's cock entered her.

Nick leaned down and set his palms on either side of Tricia's head. He thrust so his entire length was in. Then he sharply lowered his head and buried it in her neck.

Tricia squealed to the heavens as her brother ran his tongue along her ticklish neck. Her arms began to wrap around his neck, but she felt them forcefully pulled off and held over her head. Below, his tool was ramming in and out while his pelvis loudly banged against hers. So hard that her body was repeatedly shoved up the bed, dragging the sheets with her back.

"Oh, Nick! Fuck me like that! Right there! Way up in my pussy! Oh!"

Nick's tongue went back and forth from her neck to her chin. Her throat vibrated against his tongue. He then moved his hands down to her wrists.

"Nick! Aaah, Nick, I'm gonna cum! Ooh! Uuhhh!"

The walls of the 7-year-old's cunt sealed the teenager's tool and a wave of hot liquid washed over it. Tricia could hear the wet sounds of her spending pussy being repeatedly slammed by her brother. She hugged his wide body with her legs and rode out her orgasm in that position. Lifting her head, she kissed him.

Nick roughly returned the kiss. He pressed her wrists even further into the mattress and put much of his weight on the preteen. The way his sister protested in his mouth was a huge turn-on. He gave several especially hard pumps and felt Tricia struggle with his grip on her wrists. Then he broke the kiss.

Tricia panted heavily as she looked up at her brother. She looked up at her captive wrists. Then she looked down at the body that was banging against hers hard enough to fill the room with a solo round of applause. This pushed her over the edge and gave her a second orgasm. Her tangled feet slid up and down Nick's back, moving his only item of clothing.

Aww, FUCK! Fuck me, Nick! I'm cumming! Fuck me while I cum!"

Nick stood up and bit his lip. He kept his hands on her wrists. His thrusts were moving even faster.

"Go, Nick! Cum in me, cum inside my pussy!"

The teen grunted and panted, then threw his head back. He drove his cock as deep as he could before he felt his load blast inside her. His hands moved to her waist, which was nearly small enough for him to hold in both hands.

Tricia turned her head and let out an ecstatic moan. She gasped as she felt load after load of incestuous seed spraying in her body. With her hands finally free, she slapped the pillow with the back of her hand as she writhed in pleasure.

Nick tugged his dick out and laid in bed, beside his sister.

With a satisfied smile Tricia got out of bed, gathered her clothes, and left the bedroom.