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I was quite a bit older than my baby sister. Mom split up with my dad when I was three, then a few years later she remarried. Six months after that if that tells you anything she had my half sister Cindy. She was a cute little kid, all blonde pigtails and big blue eyes and freckles. By the time she got to be ten years old I was going on sixteen — more than old enough to start noticing girls. I was all hormones at that age and curious as hell about girls. I had no idea I was on the verge of succeeding beyond my wildest dreams.
The summer that Brother blackmails sister stories turned ten we moved into a big old house on the outskirts of town. It had a huge cellar. We turned half of it into a spare bedroom. The other half was curtained off and used for storage. I had a spot fixed up on the storage side with an old mattress and a couple of blankets. I was down there yanking away one afternoon when suddenly I heard the cellar door opening up above me.
She probably needed something and had come looking for me. The door creaked slowly open. I heard two distinct girlish giggles followed by whispers. Julie was still with her. Downstairs in the dark I Brother blackmails sister stories feel my face flushing furiously. I could hear footsteps on the stairs. Up to this point the only light in the room was the little bit that streamed in through a single high, narrow cellar window.
Cindy had to stand on tiptoe to reach the pullcord for the overhead bulb. She pulled, and the bedroom half of the room was suddenly flooded with light, in the process throwing my half into even deeper shadow. Perfect for a little spying. I hunkered down and pressed my eye to the gap in the curtains, eager to see what the two little girls were up to.
Cindy waved her arm at the bed. The words sent a sudden thrill racing through me. Cindy pouted. Besides, you promised. I won the jacks game fair and square, so now you have to do whatever I say. Cindy, cooperating for once in her life although unwittinglygave her head a firm shake. Julie took a quick, nervous look around the room. But you promise not to tell anybody. The two little girls undressed quickly. Shoes and socks. Shorts and tops. Cindy went first. She placed both hands on her childishly straight hips and pushed her white cotton panties down her legs.
The thin material slid down along the outsides of her trim little thighs and fell in a puddle around her ankles. She stepped back and kicked them aside. She was on the petite side, even for a ten year old. Her upper body was firm and straight without the prominent swayback some little girls have. At that age her breasts were just tiny pink dots on a flat chest, but her nipples were sur- prisingly long and erect. She was obviously sexually excited by what she was doing. Of course the main object of my attention was a bit lower down.
My eyes were drawn to the hairless swell of her pre-pubescent sex like a magnet.
I stared eagerly, trying to memorize every detail for use in future mas- turbation fantasies, while at the same time my hands moved down to free my suddenly bone hard cock from my jeans. She was as smooth and sleek as one of her dolls between the legs.
Her tiny slit was a neat keyhole pressed into the pale, firm skin of her pubis. She was standing facing me with her feet about six inches apart and her hands on her hips, waiting for Julie to follow her lead. Even with her legs barely spread she pouted open enough for me to see just a touch of pink up inside her cleft. Like her nipples, her clit was unusually long and erect.
It could be seen sticking out like a tiny thumb from the top of her slit. Come on. Take your panties off. Steeling her nerve, Julie grabbed the waistband of her panties and pushed them to the floor in a single smooth motion. She immediately stood back up and covered her pussy with her hands. Cindy giggled, causing Julie to blush furiously. Take your hands away so I can see. Her little buns were smooth and round and pale, and so small that I could have easily covered them both with the palm of my hand. Which gave me another idea for later. I would have to find some way to spank her cute little butt for her, just for the fun of watching it turn red.
Meanwhile Julie was getting madder and madder. Her eyes flashing in anger, she jerked her hands back onto her hips and kicked her feet a good eighteen inches apart. Cindy stopped skipping and moved around in front of Julie for a better look. For a moment I was afraid she was going to stand in my way, but she moved just far enough to one side to let me see everything. Julie was a few months older than Cindy, as well as a little bigger than she was, but not by much.
She was maybe a half inch taller and not quite as slim. Like Cindy she was board straight with no breasts or hips at all. Two tiny pink nipples and a bit of corral red between the legs were the only touches of color that showed below her neckline.
Her cleft was a tiny, deep gash that gaped open nicely between her spread legs. Even from across the room I could see the delicate folds of her inner labia and the tiny bud of her clit. My cock throbbed at the thought of how unbelievably tight and shallow she must be. As I stared at her pussy and stroked my cock I imagined what it would be like to fuck her. Cindy, meanwhile, was staring at her friend with open curiosity and delight. Julie blushed under the examination but held her pose.
Can I touch it? Julie looked shocked. Mommy told me to never touch myself down there. Cindy giggled. She just told you that to keep you from playing with it. I play with mine all the time. Tired of waiting, Cindy grabbed her by the arm and started pulling her toward the bed. The bed was up against the far wall of the cellar, about fifteen feet from where I was hiding.
Cindy sat down on the edge facing me with her feet dangling over the side. Julie sat down next to her.
With her legs spread wide like they were her little slit popped open like a hot pink mouth. At that moment I would have given anything to be holding my zoom binoculars, or better still, my 35mm camera with the telephoto lens. I filed that thought away for later. Cindy held the pose for a long, heart-stopping moment, then slowly reached down between her legs with her right hand to caress the fleshy knob of her clit.
She moaned at the touch, her small body shuddering with pleasure. She gave herself two or three strokes, then stopped and looked at Julie who was by now watching with rapt attention. Julie started to lift her right leg. Cindy shook her head. Put it up here next to mine so we that we can watch each other. Now I had two wide open little cunts to look at.Brother blackmails sister stories
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