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Her Hand
by Herbck
Disclaimer
The following bit of smut comes from my own perverted mind. It ain't yours so
don't steal it and go and make big bucks from it!
If you're too young to be reading this, don't!
If you're old enough but immature, don't!
Otherwise...enjoy!
HER HAND
by Herbck
Part I - His Story
Scene 1
It is morning, a bright sunny day, blue skies, white fluffy clouds sailing by
blocked only by the sheer curtains of the bedroom window. The camera pans down
to see his face, lying there on the white pillow. He has a calm, serene, look
on his face as he contemplates the clouds.
VOICE OVER...
Waiting. It seems all of my life has been spent waiting. Not just the
everyday, routine waiting, but the important waiting. The special waiting. The
waiting that consumes me entirely. She knows. Anticipation. She knows how the
anticipation gets to me. How it makes my throat turn dry from the waiting, the
wanting. the longing. She does it on purpose. The bitch! My beautiful bitch.
The camera pans down over the rest of his body and we see he is tied to the
bedpost, arms outstretched. As the camera moves down we see he is completely
naked. The voice over continues as the camera focuses in on his erect cock.
She has left me here like this. A little peck on the cheek, a little squeeze
of her hand... there. She knows how I wait for her hand there. The bitch. My
sweet, adorable bitch of a sister. For as long as I can remember she always
had the sweet, innocent look of an angel. And she played the part to the
hilt. Everyone who met her would comment on how sweet she was. So caring, so
generous. In church, if she wasn't singing in the choir she was on her knees,
praying. The whole congregation was in awe of her angelic looks and matching
behavior. The bitch. I knew of the evil that consumed her. For as long as I
can remember, she took great delight in being "naughty" as she liked to say.
Her naughtiness was our secret. She would give a naughty twist to all of our
childhood games.
As I look back, I realize that even as little children she had me in her power.
When we were very young mom used to have us bathe together. When mom left the
bathroom, Debbie would play with me, with my weinie as she called it. Even
then, she liked to make it get hard. We thought nothing of it at the time.
Mom would give us chores but Debbie always managed to have me do hers before
I did mine. I did it out of love for her, maybe the fact she was my older
sister, but probably because of her hand. She would rub me through my pants
and sweetly cajole me into doing what she wanted.
We would rough house and she would grab me there and hold me til I said
uncle. As I got older, it took me longer to say uncle and she would just hold
me and grin. I knew it was kinda naughty but in an innocent way.
My very first realization of her real nastiness was when I was nine and she
was eleven. We were walking in the fields in back of the house.
FLASHBACK...
Debbie I have to pee.
Charles Go back to the house.
Debbie But it's so far to go just to pee.
Reaching under her dress, she pulled her cotton panties down and squatted. As
she squatted there, she looked at me with a devilish grin.
Debbie Watch me, Charlie!
And I did. I was transfixed by the sight of this angelic looking creature,
peeing there in front of me. When she finished, she stood and pulled her
panties up. Walking up to me, she reached out and fondled me.
Debbie Don't you have to pee, Charlie?
Charles No, I can wait.
Debbie Do it now, Charlie. C'mon, I let you watch me. Here, I'll, help you.
She undid the buttons of my pants, reached in and pulled my penis out.
Debbie There, now, let me watch you pee while I hold it.
I couldn't at first, I was so embarrassed, but finally I let go a stream of
pee. Still holding me, she took great delight in shooting it all around.
Charles We, we shouldn't do this, I stammered.
Debbie Why not?
Charles Cuz, it's not nice.
Debbie Why not? Everyone has to pee.
Charles But not in front of other people.
Debbie Why not? I didn't hurt you when I peed, did I?
Charles No. It's not that, It's just not nice.
Debbie But you liked watching me, didn't you? I could tell by the way you were
watching me.
Charles Well, yeah, but it's still not nice.
Debbie But it's fun. You know you liked watching me and I liked watching you
pee. And, you're done peeing but I haven't noticed you putting your penis
away. You like my hand there, don't you Charlie. My warm hand on your peepee
thing as you used to call it.
Charles Yeah. Yeah it feels good. But it's naughty.
Debbie It's real naughty. Boys and girls shouldn't do things like this. But
it's even naughtier when brothers and sisters do it. But I like being naughty,
Charlie. And, I think you do too, even if you don't want to admit it.
Charles No, that's not true. I'm not naughty!
Debbie That's true. You're not. You've always been a good little boy.
Charles And you, you've always been good. Everyone says you're so sweet and innocent.
Debbie But they don't know me. But you do, Charlie. You know how naughty I am.
Charles Well I don't want to be.! We'll get caught and punished! Don't make me
do naughty things!
Debbie I won't force you Charlie. You'll do it because you want to please me,
so I'll touch you there. You like my touching you there. Making you hard.
Nothing more happened for a couple of weeks except for some sly,
conspiratorial glances she gave me. Then back to the scene of the crime as
they say. We were walking in the fields when she reached over and began
fondling me.
Debbie Need to pee, Charlie?
Charles No.
Debbie What a shame, I do.
Again she pulled her panties down, squatted.
Debbie Watch me, Charlie. Watch me pee.
I watched as her golden stream poured forth, unable to tear my eyes away from
the obscenity of it all.
Debbie Isn't it nasty, Charlie? Isn't it nasty watching your sister pee?
Charles Yeah, you shouldn't do that.
Debbie You shouldn't watch. You could have turned away you know. Nobody forced
you to watch.
Standing, she reached down to pull her panties up but before pulling them all
the way up, she reached down and dragged her fingers across her
crotch. Leaning forward, she brushed her fingers across my lips.
Debbie Here, Charlie, you watched me now you can taste me.
Charles Ugh, don't! That's awful!
Debbie (Fondling him) C'mon Charlie, you know you want me to hold you in my
hand while you pee. And, if you want, I'll taste you. Remember how in school
we learned how the Indians would cut their fingers and share their blood to
make them blood brothers?
Charles Yeah.
Debbie Well, we'll share our pee and be piss brother and sister. It'll be our
secret bond. We'll be special to each other. OK?
Charles I dunno.
Debbie C'mon. Here, let me take it out for you.
She unbuttoned me, took my penis out and held it in her hand, gently stroking
it until I peed. As I finished, she ran her fingers through the stream of pee
and put them in her mouth and sucked on them.
Debbie Ummm yummy! I got a lot more than you did, though. Next time, I'll let
you have more of mine.
Charles I'm not going to do this anymore!
Debbie Sure you are, Charlie. You're going to do it because you like my hand
on you. And you'll do whatever naughty things I want as long as I put my hand
on you.
She was right. The sweet little bitch was right. At night I'd lay in my bed
remembering the touch of her hand on me. I was too young to get an erection at
the time, but just the warmth of her hand on me was thrilling. And, I don't
know if it was the touch of her hand or the fact that it was so naughty that
gave me the greatest pleasure. I'd touch myself but it wasn't the same as her hand.
It wasn't long after we tasted each other that the game became more intense.
We were out in the fields again.
Debbie Charlie, remember I promised you a better taste of me?
Charles Yeah. Yeah, I remember.
Debbie Well, I really have to pee, Charlie. Wanna taste my pee?
Charles I... I dunno. It's a kind of disgusting thing to do.
Debbie Yeah, I know. It's really nasty. (Reaching down, she lifts her dress.)
Look Charlie. (She is naked under her dress.)
Charles Debbie! Crimenitaly! Dad would blister you if he caught you with no underpants!
Debbie But he's not going to catch me. Nobody is cuz they all think I'm such a
goody-goody sweet little thing. They'd never even think I'd do such a thing.
But you know, don't you Charlie? You know how bad I can be. Come here, let me
show you how bad I really can be.
I stumbled toward her, hypnotized by the sight of her standing before me,
naked from the waist down. She took my penis out of my pants and fondled me.
Debbie You like that, don't you? You like having your sister play with you
like this? Give me your hand Charlie.
Reaching out, she took my hand and placed it between her legs.
Debbie There, you're touching my private parts while I'm touching yours. Now,
keep your hand there.
Squatting slightly, she released a stream of urine over my hand.
Debbie There, now, lick your fingers, let me see you taste my pee.
Numbly I raised my fingers to my mouth and tentatively licked them. Then, with
no encouragement from her, I stuck them in my mouth and hungrily licked them.
Debbie My, you do like your sisters pee, don't you? Well, there's more where
that came from. oh Charlie, you're so easy. Just like Daddy, meek and docile.
Charles Whadda ya mean, like Daddy?
Debbie Haven't you ever noticed how Mom orders him around? He never argues,
just accepts whatever she wants to do.
Charles Yeah, so?
Debbie So...she makes him do whatever she wants, just like I do with you.
Charles But she doesn't make him do nasty things like taste her pee, for God's sake.
Debbie How do you know what she makes him do? Have you ever noticed how Dad is
always bringing guys over from where he works to have dinner?
Charles Yeah.
Debbie And after dinner, they'll all sit around and have drinks. And then Mom
will put on music and dance with the guys while Dad just sits there and watches.
Charles So? Maybe Dad doesn't like to dance.
Debbie Daddy loves to dance. But what he loves even more is watching Mom dance
with other guys. And the closer they dance, the more excited he gets.
Charles How do you know?
Debbie Cuz, I've watched them after they've sent us off to bed. After we
leave, Mom turns the lights down and gets really intimate with the guys. She
lets them run their hands all over her body and she fondles them like I fondle
you. One night I even watched as she did a striptease for them then had them undress.
Charles And Dad didn't stop her?
Debbie Nope. All he did was sit there, unbutton his pants and play with himself.
Charles Jeez! Then what happened?
Debbie Are you sure you want to know?
Charles Jeez, yeah!
Debbie Mom got on her knees and sucked their weinies.
Charles You're just making this up!
Debbie No, I'm not! It's true! Next time they have company, I'll come and get
you and you can see for yourself.
It was all true, of course. We watched Mom make Dad sit and watch her play
with his friends. Teasing him all the time about how big they were, how manly,
how they knew how to take care of a woman. And I remember him meekly sitting
there, with an excited look on his face that was somehow tinged with sadness.
Looking back, I realize I was looking at myself. I was Dad, Debbie was Mom,
and while our perversions weren't as overtly sexual, they were perverted. And
they did continue.
Scene 2
About a year later she took a new path of perversion. It happened one night
when the folks went out. Debbie decided it would be a good time to clean out
her closet and sort some of her old clothing for the Salvation Army.
Debbie (Yelling from her bedroom.) Charlie, come help me box some of this stuff.
Charles (Entering the bedroom.) Whatcha need, Sis?
Debbie (She is kneeling on the floor, surrounded by clothing.) Help me sort
through some of this stuff.
Charles Like how?
Debbie Oh, you know. Sort my school uniforms from formals, sports type,
casual, underthings.
The school uniforms I should probably take to St. Bridgetts. Make more
brownie points. Remind them of what a wonderfully sweet, giving person I am.
Charles Bitch!
Debbie But your bitch, Charlie. All yours. And you're my little toy.
Charles I'm not your toy!
Debbie Of course you are, little brother. And, you enjoy being my toy. Like a
big dress up doll. for me to play with. You're like my little puppet. I just
pull the string and you dance to my tune. And we know what string I like to
pull, don't we?
Charles Bitch!
Debbie I know. We've already agreed on that. Now, come over here and let me
pull on your string. I want to make you dance.
I stood there, with fear and resignation on my face.
Debbie Come here, Charlie! I want to play!
Resignedly, I stumbled to her and stood before her.
Debbie That's a good boy. Now, let's see what we have in here.
She opened my pants and pulled my penis out.
Debbie Why Charlie, I do believe you're sprouting some pubic hairs. It won't
be long before you'll be able to use this for something besides peeing. Oh my,
think of the fun we'll have then.
Charles My God, Sis, we can't! I mean, you don't really think that...
Debbie Why not? Oh, when I think of all the nasty things I can teach you, all
the nasty things we can do, Oh God, I'm excited just thinking about it. I
think we should start now.
Charles Start what now?
Debbie Your education, silly. I have to teach you how to please a woman.
Charles Like how?
Debbie Hmmm. Oh, I know. To learn how to please a woman you should really know
what it's like to be a woman. Take your clothes off.
Charles You gotta be kidding!
Debbie You know I'm not kidding. Now do it! Here, I'll help. (She proceeds to
strip him.) There, that's better. I'm sure glad you're smaller than me.
Charles Why?
Debbie Cuz, silly, my clothes will fit you better.
Charles Your clothes!
Debbie (Digging through her pile of clothes finds a pair of red silk
panties.)Here, put these on.
Meekly, I put on her panties.
Debbie Oh, you're so cute! Now, let's see. Oh yes.
Finding a pair of nylons she helped me put them on then a pair of high heeled shoes.
Debbie You need something on top. Here.
Finding a red bra she stuffed the cups and put it on me.
Debbie Hmmm, not bad, not bad at all. Come here.
Leading me by my penis, she sat me in front of her mirror and proceeded to
make me up with garish red lipstick and heavy eye makeup.
Debbie Oh, Charlie, you're adorable. If only your hair were longer we could
pass as sisters.
Charles Sis, I don't know about this.
Debbie Don't be silly. Just pretend it's Halloween. It's just make believe. I
don't want you to get anymore haircuts though. Let's see, Halloween is nine
months away. As fast as your hair grows it should be long enough to perm.
Charles Perm! C'mon now!
Debbie Trust me. We'll practice between now and then and I bet I can pass you
off as a girl. Like "My Fair Lady."
Charles You mean "My Fairy Lady" don't you?
Debbie No, I've never believed you're gay. But I do think you like wearing my
clothes more than you want to admit.
Charles Why do you say that?
Debbie Just by the way you keep looking at yourself in the mirror. Now, walk
for me. I want you to get used to high heels.
For the rest of the evening she taught me how to walk, sit and carry myself as
a girl would. By the end of the evening I accepted the transformation.
Debbie The folks should be coming home any time now, you'd better get out of
those clothes.
Charles OK.
Debbie You sound as if you don't want to.
Charles Well, they did feel kinda good. All silky and stuff.
Debbie Then leave the panties on.
Charles All night?
Debbie All night and tomorrow at school.
Charles Jeez Sis!
Debbie Do it! I'll check up on you during the day just to make sure. If
you're not wearing them I'll paddle your cute little ass for you. Do you understand?
Charles You wouldn't.
Debbie Trust me, I'd love to. Now get to bed.
I went to bed while she sorted through her clothes, setting aside the ones she
wanted to keep for me. Then, later that evening before going to bed, she
tiptoed to my room, reached under the covers and fondled me thru her silk
panties. As I awoke, she leaned over and whispered.
Debbie Good boy. Now remember, all day tomorrow. I'll be checking.
Giving me a sweet, loving kiss, she left. And she did check on me.Three times
she cornered me and checked up on me. The first time in back of the gym in the
morning, then while we were eating lunch in the cafeteria. She was so brazen.
She just reached over, unzipped me and fondled me thru her panties with kids
all around. And the last time in the auditorium after school was out and we
were rehearsing our spring play. God, that time she actually took my cock out
of my pants and stroked it. Then, I'll never forget, she leaned down and
kissed it on the head then put it back in my pants.
Things progressed pretty much the same for the next few months. She only
forced me wear her clothes when the folks were gone. After awhile, she really
didn't have to force me, I grew to like it. I let my hair grow as she told me.
Dad had a hard time accepting it but Mom thought it was "cute." I got pretty
good at walking in heels and learning how to sit and all. She even taught me
how to put on my own makeup.
The next big change in our games happened in September of that year. She was
13 by then and I had just turned 11.
Scene 3
Night, very dark, in the camper, Mom and Dad in front, Debbie and I in back in
the camper shell. Mom and I are both asleep. Dad had the radio on low to help
keep him awake.
We were driving up north to a beach resort for vacation. Dad wanted to drive
most of it at night so there'd be less traffic. I was sound asleep but awoke
at the touch of her hand. Her hand, fondling me there. There where I always
wanted her hand to be. I opened my eyes and looked at her. She had her
beautifully devilish smile on her face as she took my penis out. She held it
gently in her hand and then slowly started stroking it. And then it happened.
My first erection. I don't know who was more surprised, her or me. As it grew
in her hand she stroked it tighter and faster. I felt something was going to
happen but I didn't know what. I only knew I didn't want her to stop. And then
I felt an explosion starting in my loins. She must have sensed what was
happening because she took her hand and held it over my mouth and I came. Oh
dear God, but I came. When I could gather my wits about me, I saw that I had
filled her hand with some white gooey stuff. She held it in her hand for a few
moments then, taking me by the back of my head she made me lean over and lick
it from her hand. After she checked to make sure I had done a good job, she
leaned over and sucked the head of my penis into her mouth, licked up the
remaining few drops and put my penis back in my pants.)
Dad Is everything all right back there?
Debbie We're fine Dad. Charlie was asleep. Just had a dream.
Dad You might want to cover yourselves up with the lap robe. It's getting a
little chilly.
Debbie Good idea. (Taking the lap robe she covers them both. (Whispering in
his ear.) Did you like that Charlie?
Charlie God yes!
Debbie Good. Want me to do it some more?
Charlie Oh please, yes. Do it more.
Debbie I will. Oh Charlie, I will. Now the fun really begins. You have no idea
of all the nasty things I'm going to make you do just to please me. Terrible,
dirty things. And you'll do them Charlie because you know how much pleasure my
hand can give you. And Charlie, you're going to love every filthy minute of
it.
Charles What...What kind of things?
Debbie Sexy things, Charlie. Perverted sexy things.
Charles Like what?
Debbie Like this.
Raising up, she took her panties off and lifted her skirt up around her waist.
Sitting back in the corner of the seat, she rested one leg along the back the
other on the floor.
Debbie Here, lay down with your head in my lap with your face towards me like
you're asleep. (Pulls the lap robe over them.) That's it. Now, I want your
mouth Charlie. I want your mouth licking your sisters pretty pussy.
Charles It smells funny.
Debbie Get used to it It's an acquired taste. You're going to not only like it
after awhile but love it and beg me for it.
Charles I doubt that.
Debbie Trust me. I'm going to make a real cunt hound out of you. Now lick and
don't stop til I say so.
Tentatively I started licking her and, finding it's wasn't as unpleasant as I
thought, went at it with gusto bringing her to an orgasm that she muffled with
the blanket.
Charlie Did...did you do what I did?
Debbie Yeah. I did. Oh Charlie, you're going to be a great cunt lapper. I just
might rent you out. Now, go back to sleep. You're going to need your energy
from now on.
Later that same night, we parked in an empty parking lot quite a distance from
the cafe. The folks stopped for pie and coffee. Debbie has fallen asleep but
woke up when she felt my tongue caressing her pussy lips.
Debbie See, I told you you'd like it. You are a greedy little cunt lapper
aren't you?
Charles Yeah, I guess I am. If...if I do you, will you do me?
Debbie That depends on how good a job you do. Get on the floor on your knees.
That's it. Oh yes. I think I'm going to like having you on your knees
servicing me. That's another thing you better get used to. Now, lick me,
Charlie! Get that hungry mouth of yours between my legs and that tongue up my
twat! And don't you dare stop til I say so. Oh God, yes. Yes, that's it! Lick
it you little shit! Make me cum! Make me cum all over that angelic face of
yours. Yes, yes, that's it. More, more. Oh God! Oh damn, damn, damn!
Charles Did I do it right, Sis? Did I please you?
Debbie You did good. You did real good.
Charles Does that mean you'll, you know.
Debbie If you ask me nice.
Charles Please.
Debbie Please what? You have to tell me what you want.
Charles Please, put your hand there and make me cum.
Debbie My hand where, Charlie?
Charlie Jeez Sis! You know! Where you always put it.
Debbie Charlie, dear, we've crossed a bridge between being children and
playing children's games. From now on we have to use grown up words if we're
going to do grown up things. Your "peepee thing" is a cock or a prick or a
dick or lots of other names. I prefer cock so that's what well call it. What
you so nicely licked for me is a cunt or a pussy. Now, tell me what you want.
Charles Would you please put your hand on my cock and make me, you know. What
happened before.
Debbie I jacked you off and made you cum. Is that what you want me to do?
Charlie Yeah. Yeah that was so neat.
Debbie Ok. Get out of the car and stand facing the door. That's it. Now, let
me take your pants down.
Charles Jeez Sis! Someone might see me!
Debbie Yep, they might. Let's call it the price you have to pay for a hand
job. Are you willing to take the chance?
Charles Yeah, I guess so. It's pretty dark and there's a car next to us to
block the view.
Debbie I thought you would.
She took my pants down and had just taken my cock out when two young girls
approach the car next to us.
Blonde Wow! Look what we have here! What's going on?
Debbie I'm just rewarding him for the great cunt lapping he gave me.
Brunette You mean you got this little kid to eat you?
Debbie Yeah, and he's quite good. Wanna try him?
Charles Jeez Sis!
Blonde Sis? You mean he's your brother?
Brunette And you make him eat you?
Debbie I make him do anything I want. So, wanna try him?
Blonde Damn right!
She opened the front door of her car, pulled down her panties and sat on the
edge of the seat facing me.
Blonde Go to it sonny! Lick my snatch. Let's see how good you are.
Debbie (Turning to the brunette.) What about you? You want some too?
Brunette I'd rather have some of you, baby. Love pussy but never had the
chance for any as young as you. Are you game?
Debbie Sure, but we have to make it fast, our folks may be coming out anytime.
Brunette You watch for `em while I eat. (Goes down on her.) God, what a sweet
little pussy!
The blonde and Debbie come just as her parents leave the cafe. Hastily
rearranging their clothes, they look presentable as their folks approach.
Debbie (To blonde) It was nice meeting you. Maybe we'll see you in Pismo.
We'll be there for a couple of weeks.
Blonde It's a small town, but we call it home. Maybe we can show you around.
Have a good trip. (They drive off.)
Mom Who was that?
Debbie Oh, just a couple of girls. Wanted to know where we were headed. They
live in Pismo.
Dad Just be careful who you talk too. There's all kinds of perverts running around.
Debbie Oh Daddy! Of course we'll be careful. And anyway, Charlie's here.
Safety in numbers and all.
Mom Your Father's right, though. You're starting to fill out. I notice a lot
of the boys are starting to give you the eye. Just be careful. While we're in
Pismo it might be a good idea not to be alone. I want you with your Dad or me
or Charlie. And that goes for you too, young man.
Charles Jeez Mom! I can take care of myself.
Mom That may be but I'd prefer if you two took care of each other when we're
not around.
Debbie We do Mom. Honest. We take care of each other. Huh Charlie?
Charles Yeah. We do.
Dad Well, let's get this show on the road. We should be in Pismo in another
hour or so.
Debbie Oh Dad! I'm sorry. Can I go to the bathroom first?
Dad Of course, but hurry every chance you get.
Debbie I will. Walk me over there, Charlie. You can protect me from all of
those perverts Dad is worried about..
Charlie Jeez Sis, you shouldn't have done that to me.
Debbie What's that?
Charles You know. Making me kneel in front of that girl and...
Debbie Making you eat her pussy?
Charles Yeah. God, I never felt so embarrassed in my life. I felt , I don't
know, used I guess.
Debbie Do you know why you felt you were being used?
Charles Why?
Debbie Cuz you were, silly. I used you.
Charles But why?
Debbie I just wanted to see if I could. And I can.
Charles But it was so humiliating.
Debbie I know, and I loved humiliating you. and, you loved being humiliated.
Charles I did not!
Debbie Sure you did. Your cock was hard all the time you were on your knees in
front of her, servicing her. Is it hard now?
Charles Yeah.
Debbie Good.
Arriving at the door to the women's room, she opened it and pushed me in in
front of her and then locked the door.
Charles Now what are you up to?
Debbie Gotta pee, gotta pee real bad.
Charles So?
Debbie So...I want you to pull my panties down, kneel in front of me while I
sit on the toilet and hold your hand under me so I can pee all over it.
Charles You're out of your mind!
Leaning over, she took my cock out and stroked it. As I started breathing
hard, she stopped.
Debbie Want me to go on?
Charles Yes. Yes please.
Debbie Then get your hand under me! Yes, that's a nice boy.
She continued slowly stroking me, keeping me just short of cumming. Then, she
lets a stream of urine flow over my hand.
Debbie There, that feels better. Now, (standing) lick the pee off of me and
you'd better wash your hand. Unless of course you'd rather lick it off. Now,
lick me clean!
I did. Then, still kneeling, I looked up into her eyes and started quietly
crying as I put my fingers in my mouth and licked them clean
Debbie Don't cry, baby. It's all right.
Charles It's not all right! I'm a pervert!
Debbie I know, baby. Not only are you a pervert, but you're a filthy,
disgusting pervert.And do you know what I am?
Charles A bitch!
Debbie Yes. A bitch. Your very own bitch. Your bitch of a sister who's going
to make you do even more vile, humiliating things.
Charles But I don't want to do dirty things!
Debbie I know you don't. But you will. You will because my hand on your cock
feels so good. And you never know when or where my hand will find you. Find
you and stroke you. Like this. And this. And you want to cum ever so bad,
don't you?
Charles Yes. Yes! Please yes!
Debbie I know, baby brother. And after I make you cum you're going to spend
all of your time waiting for my hand. My hand to stroke you there. To make you
cum again. Cum for me now, Charlie. Shoot your cum all over my hand so you can
lick it up! Yes, that's it! Oh so much! Now lick it all up and we'll go back
to the car. Who knows, in another hour I may be able to get him to shoot for
me again.
Scene 4
And she did of course. She made me cum in my hand and lick it up. We finally
got to Pismo and checked into our hotel. It was a two bedroom suite with a
king size bed for Mom and Dad in one room and twin beds in the other room for
us. Mom was a little concerned but Dad reassured her that we were good kids
and too young for there to be any problems.
Are all parents that naive about their kids? That was a two week vacation I'll
never forget.
After we checked in, we were shuffled off to bed real quick and the folks
turned in. As tired as I was from the ride, I had trouble falling asleep.
Apparently, so did Debbie.
Debbie Charlie, are you awake?
Charles Yeah.
Debbie Thought so. Come eat me.
Charles What?
Debbie You heard me. Come and eat me.
I got up and moved over to her bed. As I stood there, she took the covers and
threw them off and lay there completely nude. It was the first time I'd ever
seen a girl completely nude . God she was beautiful. Small, pert budding
breasts, slim waist and flaring hips. A slight patch of pubic hair over her
pussy nestled between two full thighs that tapered down to muscular calves and
well formed feet.
Charles God, Sis, you're beautiful.
Debbie Thank you kind sir. Does that mean you're willing to lick me?
Charles Yes. Yes I'll lick you.
I knelt between her outstretched thighs and buried my face in her pussy and
ate until she came.
Debbie Ohhh, you're getting better already. That was so good.
Charles Sis, will you...you know.
Debbie No. Not tonight. I feel like I'm floating on a cloud and just want to
sleep. Maybe tomorrow.
Turning over, she covered herself and went to sleep. It became a ritual. I
would lick her to sleep and lick her awake. And during the day, whenever the
situation presented she would have her hand on me. In the movies I would sit
next to her and her hand would find its way inside my pants and she would hold
me in her hand throughout the movie. Standing in lines, if I was behind her,
she would reach back and fondle me through my trousers. We could be walking
down the street, or shopping at the market and she would pull me aside and
fondle me until I was hard and then, smile sweetly at me, and continue on as
if nothing had happened. But something did happen, was happening, and we both
knew it. I was addicted to her hand.
One day, shortly after we got to Pismo, we were all laying on the beach in a
secluded spot. The folks had gone into the water and she turned and fondled me
through my Speedo's.I got hard at the very first touch of her hand. She
grinned at me laying there with this obvious hard-on in my skimpy bikini.
Debbie Ohhh, that's a nice one Charlie. What are you going to do with it?
Charles I...I dunno.
Debbie Well, you'd better turn over or something, our folks are coming.
I glanced up in fear and saw them approaching. Grabbing my towel, I ran back
to the hotel holding it in front of me.
Dad Where's Charlie running off to so fast?
Debbie He said something about a stomach cramp.
Mom Oh the poor dear! I keep telling you kids not to load up on so much fast
foods. Maybe I'd better go see how he is.
Debbie No, stay here, Mom. I wanted to go to the room anyway. I want to get my
cover-up. I'll check on him.
She caught me in the bathroom with my Speedo's around my ankles, jacking off.
Debbie Stop Charlie! Stop this instant! Don't you dare jack yourself off!
But she was too late. The sperm shot out of me and onto the floor.
Charlie God, Sis. You get me so excited. I had to do something.
Debbie You are not to cum unless I tell you to. Do you understand? You will
cum when and where and how I want you to. You need to be punished. Go get me
your belt.
Charlie My belt? Sis, you're not going to...
Debbie You can bet your sweet little ass I am. And, when I'm done it'll be
your sweet little blistered red ass. Now get me your belt!
From the domineering tone of her voice I knew there was no use arguing. I got
the belt and gave it to her.
Debbie Thank you, Charlie. Now, lean over the sink. That's it, stick that cute
little ass of yours out.
With that, she really laid into me. She started slow but then, she seemed to
really get into whipping me and towards the end, was raising welts. Then, she
mercifully, stopped. I was crying from the pain.
Debbie Now, are you ever going to jack off again?
Charles No. No never. I promise. Don't whip me anymore! Please!
Debbie Very well. Hopefully you've learned your lesson. But now you know what
to expect if I ever find out you've jacked off. Do you understand?
Charlie (Sobbing) Yes, yes I understand.
Debbie Good. Now, get on your hands and knees and lick up this mess you've
made on the floor.
Charles God, Sis...
Debbie (Slapping the belt across her palm.) Do you want more?
Charles No, no more.
So I got on my hands and knees and licked the floor clean of my cum. After,
she put me to bed and had me lay on my stomach while she rubbed lotion into my
stinging butt.
Debbie You'd better stay in bed the rest of the afternoon. I told Mom you were
complaining of stomach cramps if she should ask how you are. I'll come in and
check on you later.
We managed to cover up the incident with the folks none the wiser and, in a
day or two, my ass had healed.
About the fourth or fifth day we were there, the folks told us they had an
early morning golf date with some of Dad's friends and that they had made
arrangements to spend the day with them and wouldn't be home until late that
evening. Debbie assured them we would be all right. They left some money for
us to eat and maybe do a little shopping and left early the next morning
before we were even up.
I woke Debbie up with my tongue up her cunt.
Debbie Oh Charlie, Charlie! That feels sooo good. Yes, that's it baby! Oh yes,
right there!There! Oh God, God! I'm cumming, Charlie! I'm going to cum all
over that sweet face of yours. Oh yes, here it comes! I'm cumming! Oh sweet
Jesus but you have such a talented mouth. I swear I could rent it out.
Charles Sis, would you? I haven't, you know, since....
Debbie I know. It's part of your punishment. Part of your training.
Charles My training? What am I, a trained seal or something?
Debbie You're whatever I want you to be. You're my toy, remember? My puppet. I
pull the string and you perform for me. And if you perform well, I pull the
string until I release all that marvelous cum you have stored up for me. Now,
come along my little puppet, you can help me with my bath.
She had me run her bath water, wash her body all over and then dry and powder
her . As I powdered her, I lingered with her budding breasts.
Debbie Like my breasts?
Charles Yeah.
Debbie Too bad you don't have any. You'd be an adorable girl. Your hair is
nice and long, you have trim hips, nice legs and very delicate facial
features. You'd be a knockout. And you have an especially cute little ass.
Charles I like yours.
I knelt behind her and started to powder it.
Debbie Wait Charlie.
Charles Huh?
Debbie Wait. Don't powder it just yet.
Charles Why not?
Debbie I want to see how much you like my ass. Kiss it.
Charles Kiss your ass?
Debbie Yes. My ass. Kiss it. Show me how much you like it
Charles I dunno. I'm not an ass kisser.
Debbie You weren't a cunt lapper either. But you are now. You're a great cunt
lapper. Now you're going to learn to be a great ass kisser. Kiss it!
Of course, I did. Very gently at first I brushed my lips against the soft
white skin of her ass. First one cheek then the other and then at the top of
the crack of her ass and down an inch or two.
Debbie Keep going. Lower, baby, lick lower.
Charles But that's your...your...
Debbie My asshole. Lick it. Lick my cute little asshole.
Charles But your asshole! That's where...
Debbie I know. But you just washed it. It's nice and clean. Go on, do it!
I did. I licked her asshole. I licked all around her cute little asshole.
Debbie Your tongue. I want your tongue up me. Go on! Stick that naughty tongue
of yours up my asshole.
And I did. I fucked my tongue up her and poked it in as far as I possibly
could. She loved it. And, God help me, so did I. And as I tongue fucked her
asshole I thought back to all of the degrading things I did for her, for her
hand.
When she first took my cock out of my pants and made me pee for her; when she
put her pee covered fingers in my mouth; when she had me hold my hand under
her while she peed on it; when she had me lick her in the car; had me kneel
and service that blonde in the parking lot; then, later in the restroom when
she peed on my hand and I wanted to lick it, just to please her. Then, letting
her jack me off and making me lick up my own cum and then licking it up off of
the bathroom floor. I was ashamed of myself, of what I had become, of what I
was doing, there, kneeling on the floor licking her asshole. But I couldn't
stop. God help me, I couldn't stop. And didn't until she pushed me away and
told me to powder her ass.
We dressed. Or rather I dressed her and then myself. Per her instructions I
was to wear my baggy shorts and no underwear. "Let it hang, baby." she said. I
knew breakfast would mean more anxious waiting for her hand on me. Sure
enough, standing in line, she reached back and stroked me; in the booth, she
made sure to sit next to me and kept her hand up my shorts, fondling my
hard-on. In the elevator she had my shorts down around my knees and was
stroking me. Stroking, but never letting me cum.
When we got to the room she packed two small bags and announced we were going
to have an adventure. We walked to the Greyhound depot and caught a bus to
Santa Maria.
Charles Jeez, Sis. I Don't know. If the folks find out we're going to be
grounded for a month!
Debbie Then I guess we'd better not let them find out Now, sit still, I want
to play.You don't mind if I play, do you?
Running her hand down the front of my shorts, she fondled me all the way to
Santa Maria. When we reached the bus station she checked the ladies restroom
and then hustled me in and into a stall. Opening my bag she handed me my
Speedo's, a short denim miniskirt, a loose, bright red baggy sweater, black
hose, garter belt and red high heeled shoes.
Debbie Here, put these on. And be sure the Speedos are on tight. I want our
little friend to be up tight and out of sight. While you're dressing, I'll get
into my things.
She pulled out a long, flowered dress, high necked with short sleeves that
just came over her shoulders with lace trim around the neck and sleeves.
White bobby sox and white flats and a wide brimmed straw hat.
Debbie Ohhh yeah, you look real hot Charlie. How do I look?
Charlie You look like you just got out of church. I think I look like a cheap
hooker.
Debbie Good! Let's put your makeup on and then maybe we can pass you off for a
high priced hooker.
In front of the mirror, she had me overdo the makeup, extra eye shadow, heavy
rouge and garish lipstick that made our mouths look bigger. Between our
clothing and the makeup, we both looked older than our tender years. From the
bus depot we found the mall and Debbie showed me how to" strut my stuff" as
she called it. The boys gave us long glances, some wolf whistles and some,
some obscene remarks. At first I was terribly embarrassed but then I got more
comfortable in my outfit and started swinging my ass even more.
Debbie That's it baby, twitch that little ass! I think the two older guys
following us are eating it up.
Charles Guys? Following us?
Debbie For the last ten minutes. Let's see how interested they are.
Charles Interested? In what?
Debbie In us, silly. Well, actually, probably you. You look like such a hot
little bitch. Let's sit on that bench and see what happens. Sit and cross your
legs like I do. Then follow my lead and do what I do.
We sat on a bench across from another bench facing us. Sure enough, the guys
sat down across from us. Debbie turned to me and started talking, her eyes
never leaving mine. She started swinging her foot to and fro and I did the
same. They watched me. She slowly uncrossed her legs and then crossed them the
other way. So did I. They watched me. She uncrossed her legs and sat with her
knees together then, ever so slowly, spread her knees apart all the while
looking at me and talking to me. She asked me if I liked the idea of turning
older men on. I had to honestly agree I did.
Debbie Do you have any idea what they'd like to do to us?
Charles No, not really.
Debbie They'd like to fuck us.
Charles You...you aren't going to let them, are you?
Debbie Heavens no. I just want to tease them. See how far we can string them
along. I won't let them hurt you, don't worry. Spread your legs farther
Charlie. That's it, let them see your Speedo's, they'll think they're black
panties. Yeah, that's my baby boy. Now, run your hand up the inside of your
leg , look them straight in the eye and run your tongue over your lips. Oh
God, Charlie, you're good! You even turn me on. C'mon, let's do some window
shopping. I think they'll follow.
Sure enough, they did.What surprised me was the fact they were about my Dad's
age and must have known we were under 18. We stopped in front of a dress shop
and looked at the dress display. The guys had followed us and were standing a
little ways behind us. Debbie let out a loud squeal.
Debbie Oh look, Charlene, that black sheath! God I'd love to have that! And
that jumper would look great on you.
Charles What? Oh, oh yeah it would.
Debbie Too bad it costs so much. Well have to come back when we can afford it.
Guy #1 I didn't mean to eaves drop young ladies, but those dresses would look
good on you. I was thinking, maybe my friend and I could help you get them.
Debbie Oh? That would be great! But, what would we have to do?
Gut #2 Just please us. I'm sure you know what we mean.
Debbie You mean you want to fuck us! Right?
Guy #1 That's putting it crudely but honestly. Yes, we would like to fuck you
as you say.
Debbie Sorry guys, we're virgins and want to stay that way. But, we would be
willing to please you in other ways, wouldn't we Charlene?
Charles I don't know. I mean...
Debbie Don't pay any attention to Charlene. She's always a little shy at
first. But once you get her hot, there's no stopping her. She's got the
hottest mouth. And loves the taste of cum. That's how she keeps her boyfriend
happy. In fact, her boyfriend and all of my boyfriends. She's the school
mouth.
Guy #2 Is she your sister? You resemble each other.
Debbie God no! No, she's my slut. I just wind her up and she does anything I want.
Guy #1 Your slut?
Debbie Yeah. I rent out her mouth whenever I need money.
Gut #2 And what's the rental fee?
Debbie $50.00
Guy #2 I don't know. You two look awfully young, and $50.00 is quite a bit for
a blow job.
Debbie We're old enough to know what we're doing and young enough to make it
perverted. Can't you imagine your big hard cock in that sweet little mouth.
God, the sight alone should be worth $50.00.
Guy #1 And what about you, do you give blow jobs?
Debbie No, only hand jobs, but, only $20.00.
She moved up real close to him, reached down and grabbed his cock. That hand,
my hand, the hand that I knew so well was weaving it's spell.
Debbie I bet I could get you off right here in under five minutes. Do you want
to get off right here, you dirty old man? Here, in this mall full of people?
Or would you prefer something more leisurely and private?
Guy #1 God, you convinced me. Let's go upstairs to the parking garage.
(Turning to his friend.) are you in?
Guy #2 Sure. I've never had a blow job from someone this young before.
Luckily, we were the only ones in the elevator. The guys were standing in back
of us. Debbie reached over and pulled my skirt up over my ass.Taking Guy #1's
hand, she ran it over my ass. Then she put her hand, my hand, on #2's cock.
Debbie Ohhh my! If my hand can do that, think of what Charlene's hot, nasty
mouth is going to do.
By the time we reached the roof, both guy's had hard-ons.
Debbie C'mere Charlene. Lemme see if you're wet.
Putting one arm around me, she drew me close to her and put her hand under my
skirt and fondled me til I felt I was going to bust out of my Speedo's.
Debbie (Whispering.) You're going to suck his cock, Charlie. You're going to
suck it and I'm going to watch you. And you're going to swallow his cum.
You're going to do this for me Charlie. For me and for my hand. You are,
aren't you?
Charles Yes, Yes, I am.
Debbie The little slut's hot. Hot for your cock. Whip it out and fuck the
little bitch's face. That sweet, angelic face with all that whore's makeup on
it. She dresses like a whore, treat her like one!
The one guy pulled out his cock, and, taking me by the hair forced me to my
knees in front of him.
Guy #2 Take it you little bitch! Suck my big hard cock! Take it all in.
I almost gagged. He forced it in to the back of my throat and I had trouble
breathing at first. In the meantime, Debbie had taken the other guys cock out
and was stroking it.
Debbie Let's see if we can get you off at the same time. God, look at the
little bitch devour his cock. That's it Charlene, suck that cock! God, she has
the nastiest mouth! Oh look, he's starting to cum! Suck it bitch. Suck that
filth right out of him. C'mon big boy, give it up to me. Let's see you shoot
your load in my hand. That's it, oh yeah! Let me milk it into my hand. Did you
swallow his load, slut?
Meekly I turned and nodded as I licked the few remaining drops from my lips.
Debbie Good, here's some more for you. Crawl over here and lick my hand clean.
Yes, that's it. use your tongue and get it all. Ohhh what a nasty mouth and
tongue you have. I just love it when her tongue goes up me.
Guy #1 You mean you have her eat you?
Debbie Damn right. That's how I get her to be my slut. She'll do anything to
get her head between my legs and eat me.
Guy #1 Damn, I'd love to see that.
Debbie What's it worth?
Guy #1 I dunno. Another $20.00?
Debbie How about $20.00 apiece?
Guy #2 No problem with that,. The only problem is we're late for work as it is.
Debbie How about tomorrow afternoon? We can meet you here.
Guy #1 Can you get your little slut to blow both of us? I'd like some of that action.
Debbie No problem, right Charlene?
Charles I...I guess not. If you want to.
Guy #2 Would you mind if we brought another guy?
Debbie Three blow jobs? Why not. $50.00 apiece, right?
Guy #1 Right.Plus $20.00 apiece to watch her eat you.
Debbie Hear that, slut? Now we can go buy those dresses.
The guys left leaving me feel more degraded and humiliated than I'd ever felt
but, at the same time, more excited and hard than ever before. Debbie was
ecstatic.Not because of the money or the sex but because it reconfirmed her
power over me.
She had me keep my whore's outfit on on the ride back to Pismo, the short walk
back to the hotel and then followed at a distance as I walked through the
lobby and took the elevator to our floor. I could feel the eyes of the men on
me and it made me wiggle my ass. Why, I don't know. Unless...it made me feel
more humiliated and more excited.
Once in the room, Debbie told me how proud she was of me. Of what a sluttish
little whore I had become. She gave me $25.00, telling me 50% of my earnings
was hers. She made me take my Speedo's off and parade around the room, lifting
my skirt for her, showing her my cock and ass. Then, after I licked her to two
orgasms, she let me have her hand. She did me very slowly and softly until I
couldn't stand it anymore, then she quickly and ferociously jerked me off to a
thundering orgasm. It was bliss as I'd never known.
The following afternoon, we were there waiting on the roof. They arrived on
time, three of them.This time, I wasn't wearing my whore's trappings. Debbie
had me dressed in one of her old plaid school skirts from St. Bridgetts, a
prim white blouse, bobby sox and saddle oxfords. Very little make-up. I looked
for all the world like a sweet, innocent schoolgirl of maybe 15.
Debbie, on the other hand was dressed in a black leather mini skirt., tight
sheer white tank top that showed her braless breasts and dark aureoles, sheer
black hose, a garter belt, and black, high heels. Oh, and she was carrying a
riding crop that she'd bought that morning in the mall.
Needless to say, the guys eyes popped out of their heads when they saw us. As
they approached, she swatted me across the ass with the crop.
Debbie On your knees, bitch! Crawl to me and eat my pussy! Show these nice
gentlemen what a sluttish cuntlapper you are.
I went to my knees, crawled to her, put my head under her skirt and started
licking her. She raised her skirt exposing her almost hairless pussy to them
and pushed my head up tight into her sweaty crotch.
Debbie Oh God, that is so good. So fucking good! Oh yes! My ass! Kiss my ass.
Here, lick it! Lick my cute little asshole! Get that nasty tongue of yours up
there! Yes, yes! Now, crawl over there and start sucking those cocks. And do
a good job bitch or you're going to get the crop across your ass and you're
not going to get my sweet little pussy to eat.
I sucked cock. I sucked all three and swallowed all their cum except for one
guy who insisted he wanted to cum all over my face and I let him. Debbie
thought that was one of the filthiest things she'd ever seen and took great
delight in my humiliation. Then it was back to her pussy and bringing her off.
They wanted to eat her, but she'd have none of it. She did stick her fingers
in her pussy and let them lick them, but that's as far as she'd go. After all,
she had me to perform for her, to degrade, to humiliate, why should she soil
herself with others. She knew I had no desire for her mouth on me or to be in
her pussy. Only to have her hand, warmly caressing me.
The rest of the vacation was much the same. She, finding new situations to use
me, abuse me but always with the reward of her hand. Not a fetish really but a
compulsive, obsessive, need for her hand. It was my hand. When she used it on
that guy I knew the pangs of jealousy.
After our vacation she continued her little games. Nothing quite as daring
since we were home and too well known to risk any scandal. But, when the folks
were away the bitch would play. I remember one game only too well. One we
repeated quite often and do to this day.
She would call me her little cow, and, when I was hard from her hand, she'd
ask if I needed to be milked. If I wanted to cum I had to moo like a cow and
she'd milk me. One time we were having breakfast alone. She and I were having
cereal. She got me hard and asked if I needed to be milked cuz she needed some
for our cereal.
Debbie Does my little cow need milking?
Charles Moo!
Debbie That's all? Just one little moo. You don't sound very convincing.
Charles Moo, moo, moo!
Debbie Oh, that's much better. Get down on all fours like a good little cow.
That's the way.
She took one of the cereal bowls and placed it on the floor beneath my cock.
Debbie There, now we have something to catch the nice milk in.
She jerked me off on top of the cereal and had me eat it for breakfast.
We continued our little fun and games with no major changes until Halloween.
We were both invited to Cindy's house for a party. Cindy was in our school and
was voted to have the best ass at St. Bridgetts. And what a party it turned
out to be.
FADE OUT...
End Scene 4
Scene 5
I dressed as a girl for the party in my whore's outfit from Pismo. I didn't
put the hose, high heels and heavy makeup on until after we left the house.
Debbie dressed as a tough guy, with jeans, biker boots, denim shirt and
leather vest. She had her hair curled up on top of her head and wore a leather
riding cap. She painted on a mustache and long side burns and had an unlit
cigarette hanging from the corner of her mouth. Mom thought we were a cute
couple, Dad thought it was kind of disgusting but went along with it. (Hmmm,
maybe Mom had a hand like Debbie's?)
Anyway, once we left the house, Debbie made my face up with the heavy makeup
and off we went.
When we got there I was kinda surprised to find I was the youngest there and
most everybody was even older than Debbie.
Cindy met us at the door dressed all in black, skin tight, latex and carrying
a riding crop.
Cindy Debbie! Glad you could make it. Is this...
Debbie Yeah, it is, my little slut. Charlene, this is Cindy, Cindy, Charlene.
Cindy Pleased to meet you Charlene.
Debbie Call her what she is, Slut.
Cindy I can go with that. C'mon Debbie, Slut, the party's in the den,
downstairs. I'll introduce you to everyone.
It was quite an experience, that party. I learned a lot. Cindy's mom and dad
were there; a guy named Brad, about 19 years old and his sister Mel, about 16;
two sisters from the neighborhood, Annie and Alicia and Sam who I assumed was
their grandfather; a brother and sister, Ron and Rhonda and a neighbor called
Wally who sat around all evening and just watched.
Everyone seemed very intimate with each other as far as kissing, hugging,
copping feels And age or relationship didn't seem to matter. Annie and Alicia
were siting on Sam's lap, kissing and fondling each other and him; Cindy's mom
was dancing very close with Brad and letting him fondle her ass; Mel was
sitting on Cindy's dad's lap with her arms around his neck and grinding her
cute little ass into his groin; Rhonda had Ron on a leash and Debbie had me
sit on her lap and occasionally reached under my skirt to touch me.
Cindy, in the meantime, in addition to making sure everyone had enough to eat
and drink, would circle the room, taking one person over to another, making
sure everyone met everyone else. Like a ringmaster at a circus, she would
bring them to the center of the room and have them dance close. Then, of
course, we had to play spin the bottle. But a much sexier version than just
kissing.The winner got to chose anyone to do what he or she wanted, from
taking off a piece of clothing to fondling them wherever they wanted or having
that person kiss or lick them wherever they wanted. It obviously got pretty
wild. And, while there was no fucking allowed there was everything else you
could imagine.
My most embarrassing moment came when Debbie won and had me stand before her
and moo like a cow. No one could understand what was happening until Debbie
explained my fascination with her hand and that, once aroused by her, I was
willing to totally humiliate myself to please her. Cindy's dad explained that
in psychology it was called a conditioned reflex. Much like Pavlov's dog
salivating at the sound of a bell, I became turned on to the point I lost
control over reason and let her control me to the point I would do whatever
she wanted, no matter how humiliating, just to please her.
Needless to say, Debbie was quite impressed on learning what she had created
with her hand and that night put me through the hoops, so to speak, to prove
to everyone, and herself, what power she wielded over me.
I'll not go into all the gory details of that night. But the most important
thing was the fact that her and I had a new understanding of each other and
ourselves and, it was caught on video.
A few days after the party we each received a video tape of the nights
activities with a short note from Cindy assuring us that everyone had a copy
so there would be no fear of blackmail.
End Scene 5
Scene 6
Life continued much the same after that. I was literally her slave. Her
Pavlov's dog, salivating at the very thought of her hand on me, ready and
willing to demean myself whenever her hand touched me.
I had no interest in girls or boys for that matter. Only Debbie. I knew
I wasn't homosexual and while Debbie continued having me suck cock and eat
pussy for her amusement, she never allowed me to be penetrated anally. My sole
purpose in life as far as we both were concerned, was to service her.
Debbie, on the other hand, grew up and out. Her breasts filled out, she lost
her baby fat and she became a very striking, sexy young lady. And, she took a
liking to the boys that were panting around her, sniffing like a pack of dogs
after a bitch in heat. And it seemed like she was always in heat.
As long as we were home or in our neighborhood, she confined our activities to
just the two of us for fear we might get caught. Whenever the opportunity
arose, however, when we were away, like our vacation at Pismo, she flaunted
her power over me, always pushing to see how far I would go to debase myself
for her, for her hand. Occasionally, Cindy would invite us over for fun and
games. She tried to excite me with her hand but to no avail. It was Debbie.
As time passed, I came to realize I was very much in love with her and jealous
of the guys sniffing around her. It would hurt me knowing that they were
touching her, that she was using her hand on them. And she knew how much it
hurt. We would go to school dances and she would dance close, grinding into
them when she knew I was watching. I always sat on the sidelines, watching.
Sometimes she would dance close, take her partners hand and slide it from her
waist down to her ass and smile that taunting smile of hers.
One night, as we were walking home from one of the dances, she reached over
and fondled me. At the time she was 18 and I was 16.
Debbie You liked that, didn't you?
Charles You know I always like it when you touch me.
Debbie No, not this. I mean, you liked watching those guys fondling my ass. It
turned you on, didn't it?
Charles No. I thought it was disgusting.
Debbie It was. But it also turned you on. It turned you on because you love
me. Because you know what a bitch I am and know how I love to torment you.
Charles Yes. Yes I do love you and yes you are a bitch. And yes, it did excite
me watching you be a bitch. Knowing it would hurt and humiliate me to watch
and knowing how much I'm willing to suffer for you.
Debbie You know I'm still a virgin, don't you?
Charles Yes. I know.
Debbie Would you like to fuck me?
Charles God, sis! How perverted can you get?
Debbie Very. But you would like to fuck me, wouldn't you?
Charles Yeah, sure I would. So would every guy in school and every man you
come in contact with.
Debbie I'll let you if you can.
Charles Debbie! You know I can't! You're my sister for Christ's sake! That'd
be incest!
Debbie You mean what we've been doing all these years, isn't? C'mon, Charlie,
it doesn't get more incestuous. No, I mean, I don't think you can.
Charles Fuck you? Why not?
Debbie Cuz you're too conditioned to my hand. My hand can get you up and hard
as a rock, but I bet when it gets near my pussy it will shrivel up and you
won't be able to get it in. In fact, I doubt you'll ever be able to get it up
and fuck any girl.
Charles That's crazy.
Debbie Is it? Let's see.
We were walking past a dark part of the park at the time.She took me to a
secluded area, opened her blouse and fondled her braless tits. Then, reaching
down, she lifted her skirt and fondled her pussy.
Debbie Is this what you want? Do you want to stick your cock up here?
Charles Yeah, yeah I want to.
Debbie Than do it! Take your cock out, Charlie. Take your cock out and stick
it in me. Fuck me, baby brother! Fuck your bitch of a sister! If you can get
it in you can have my cherry.
I took my cock out. It was soft.
Charles Your hand, please. Please give me your hand.
Debbie I will, but it won't do any good. I'll get you nice and hard but it'll
shrivel up as soon as you try and get it in. Watch.
It was true. She got me hard as a rock, laid back on the grass and spread her
legs for me. But, as I started to mount her, it died on me. I cried.
Debbie It's ok, Charlie. Please don't cry.
Charlie But it's not OK! I want you so much! God, I've always wanted you!
Debbie I know, baby, I know. But you do have me you know.
Charles No! No, you have me! I'm your own personal sex slave. And all I know
how to do, or want to do, is service you. Service you with everything but my cock!
Debbie Yes. But in a way, I'm a slave to your cock. It allows me to have power
over you. And I need that feeling of power.
Charles I'm sure you could get any guy you want to do anything you want.
Debbie To a certain point, maybe, but they wouldn't have the love or the
obedience you have. No, Charlie, we need each other.
It wasn't too long after that that we went to the beach for the day, just the
two of us. By then Debbie had her own car and was teaching me to drive. She
let me drive to the beach and told me she was proud of the way I drove. Said
she felt perfectly safe with me at the wheel.Naturally, it made me feel proud.
As we drove, she pulled her thongs off and played with herself. Ever since
that night at the park, she delighted in teasing me, lifting her skirt,
flashing her pussy and asking if I wanted to fuck it. She sat there, playing
with herself, then, when she was wet, she let me lick her fingers as I drove.
We found a nice place on the sand, just up from the water, spread out our
blanket and towels and settled down. Debbie liked to lay back on her elbows,
with her knees up and legs spread.
Charles Jeez, sis, why don't you just put up some arrows pointing to your pussy?
Debbie Cuz, I don't need them, silly. I haven't been keeping score, but I'm
willing to bet 95% of the guys walking past us have managed to get a good
look. The other 5% were with their wives or girlfriends, and couldn't. Oooh,
wow! Look at the stud approaching.
Charles Isn't he a little old for you?
Debbie I'd say he's in his early thirties. Probably lots of experience under
his belt.
Charles You mean under his belt and between his legs.
Debbie Exactly. He's the kind of guy I'd like to have pop my cherry. Oooh
yeah, look at that tight ass.
As he walked by, she sat up higher and, smiling at him, spread her legs
farther apart and waved them back and forth. He looked, smiled and walked on.
Debbie Yeah, he's the one.
Charles The one what?
Debbie The one who's gonna be the first to fuck me.
Charles Jeez, sis, you don't even know him.
Debbie All the better. That way there's no commitments or entanglements. Just
fucking for the sake of fucking.
Charles You're really serious, aren't you?
Debbie Damn right. I'm gonna snag him on his way back.
Charles I...I don't think you should.
Debbie Have I ever cared what you thought I should do?
Charles No.
Debbie Than why should I care now?
Charles Be...because.
Debbie Because you want me and can't. Isn't that right? Because you can't get
it up and in me, you don't want anyone else to. Isn't that right?
Charles Debbie, please...
Debbie Look! He's turning around and heading back.
As he started back towards us, she reached over and touched me. I was
immediately hard. The adrenalin rushed through me Anticipating and dreading
what was going to happen. As he got closer, she again spread her legs for him,
smiled and then nodded for him to join us. As he walked up towards her, she
looked him straight in the eyes, reached down and rubbed her hand over her
barely clad pussy.
Debbie You seem to like looking at this.
Guy What's not to like. But aren't you a little young to be behaving like this?
Debbie I'm old enough to fuck and, from the looks of the bulge in your shorts,
you're hung enough to do the job.
Guy (Covering himself with his hands.) Sorry, I didn't mean to...
Debbie Maybe you don't mean to but your cock sure does.So... do you want the
job or not?
Guy The job?
Debbie Fucking me. I have this hot pussy that needs a cock. (Motioning towards
me.) I'd use his but he's still kinda young, only 14.
Guy And how old are you?
Debbie 18. Don't worry, I'm not jailbait. Do you live around here?
Guy Yeah. Back up the canyon a couple of miles.
Debbie Can we go there?
Guy Are you sure that's what you want?
Debbie Absolutely. Let's go.
Guy What about him?
Debbie He can be our chauffeur.
Guy But what about when we get there? Does he wait in the car?
Debbie No, afraid not. I'm babysitting him and I promised his mother I
wouldn't let him out of my sight. But, he can watch. Maybe learn something.
Guy But...won't he tell?
Debbie Naw. I'll give him a hand job afterwards on the way home. That'll keep
him quiet. Won't it Charlie?
Charles Yeah, yeah I guess sol
We picked up all of our stuff and went back to our car. Debbie handed me the
keys and then got in the backseat with him.Before we even got out of the
parking lot she had her hand, my hand, down the front of his shorts and was
touching him there. He reciprocated by pulling her bra down and sucking on her
tits. All the while she watched me watching her in the rear view mirror and
smiled her bitchy smile and moaned with pleasure loud enough for me to hear.
She knew! The bitch knew how much I wanted it to be me that was going to fuck
her. She knew how humiliated I felt. She knew how turned on I was. I watched
as he drew her thong off, knelt on the floor and licked her pussy. My pussy!
That was the pussy I serviced! I watched as she took his head and forced it
into her. I listened as she moaned and then screamed as she reached an orgasm.
His house was off the road and secluded from view. As we parked in the
driveway, she jumped out, totally naked, and leapt into his arms, her legs
wrapped around his waist., his hands cupping her ass. My ass. The ass I kissed
and licked. Motioning me over to her, she had me get his keys and open the
door for them. Like a damn butler.
Guy Would you like a drink?
Debbie I'd love one. Champagne? Tell Charlie where it is, he can serve us. But
first I want cock, then champagne. Then more cock.
Guy You are one hot little bitch.
Debbie Yes, I am. I'm hot, I'm little and I'm a bitch. Now fuck me!
As I was leaving to get the champagne, she was pulling him down to the floor
between her spread legs. I poured the champagne in the kitchen, and, as
I walked into the living room I saw him enter her and heard her scream of
ecstasy. I stood transfixed as he drove into her. She looked over his shoulder
and, seeing me, beckoned me over.
Debbie Watch, Charlie. Watch me getting fucked. Watch this guy thrust his big
hard cock in and out of my pussy. Someday, maybe you can do it. Someday. But I
doubt it. But you can always watch me, watch me getting fucked.
The guy paused, looked at me and then looked down to see his cock plunging in
and out of her pussy. And that's when he saw the blood on his cock.
Guy My God! You're a virgin!
Debbie Not now I'm not. C'mon stud, finish what you started! Fuck me. Yes, yes
that's it! Oh God, to think I've been missing this for so many years. That's
it, oh God yes. Harder! Fuck me harder!
Guy I'm going to cum! Oh God, you're so damn tight!
Debbie Pull it out! Don't cum in me! Cum in Charlie's mouth!
Guy His mouth? My God, you are a bitch!
Debbie I know, now do it!
Reaching up, she grabbed my cock and quickly brought it to a full erection.
Debbie Take him, Charlie! Open your mouth and take his bloody cock and his hot
cum for me.
Of course, I did. Then they sat and cuddled on the sofa and had me serve their
champagne.Then she had me stand across the room and watch as they explored
each others bodies. She was laying on her back and he was bending over her
face with his cock in her mouth when she called to me.
Debbie Come to me, Charlie. Come and lick me.
As I started to walk towards her she stopped me.
Debbie Stop! I want you to crawl to me. Crawl to me on your hands and knees
like a good little slave.
At that moment I realized our relationship had taken a new turn. I was indeed
her slave.Subject to her will. She was and forever would be my mistress, and
I her willing slave. She had me kneel at her feet and lick her while she
sucked his cock. Then, to add to my humiliation, she pushed him down her
body, had me guide his cock into her waiting pussy and then lick his asshole
while he fucked her.
And that was the beginning of a new phase in our relationship.
And now, here I am. Five years later. She has tied me to the bed to add a
further lascivious twist to our already twisted relationship. She has
installed loudspeakers in my bedroom and microphones throughout her house so
I can hear her wherever she is. Yes, it is her house. And I am her slave. She
will bring men home to fuck her and I will listen, wishing I could fuck
her.Sometimes she ties me to a chair so I can watch. Usually she has me lick
them clean and then sits on my face so I can lick their cum from her pussy.
She gets a perverse charge out of having men fuck her in the ass and have me
lick their cocks as it comes from her asshole and lately has learned how to
have them cum in her ass and then she squats over my face, has me open my
mouth and she shits their cum into it.
And then...then her hand. Her wondrous hand on me. And the sweet bliss that follows.
FADE OUT.. End Part I...
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