Buddy’s little sister
Introduction:
I got with my colleg buddies little sister
Whatever, we were most of the way through a bottle of Jim Beam and watching movies in the den.
Rob’s sister had been squirreled away up in her room since I’d gotten there and I hadn’t seen her in a year or more. I couldn’t remember how old she was. Just a kid was all I could recall.
I heard feet on the steps and a scrawny girl bounced into the room.
“Hey Robbie, whatcha drinkin’?” she chirped at her brother.
“Nuthin’ for a ten year old. Hey Brian… you remember Ginger…” Rob slurred at me. He was getting pretty fucked up and just slumping in the recliner.
“I’m not ten I’m almost 13!”
I looked at Ginger’s short little shorts and Hollister t-shirt and pictured her self shooting in her bedroom mirror. Her legs looked awfully thin compared to the sorority girls at school packin’ on the Freshman 15. Her skin was fucking perfect. She had been out in the sun this year for sure in her little short shorts and tank tops probably. I wondered if she was the type to flash guys on stickam.
“Hi Ginger. Looks like you aren’t wearing that tomboy outfit like when I saw you last.” Talking to her I could drag my eyes up and down her body. Gently toasted skin.
“Huh!” She made a short tempered snort. “I was like 11!”, she hopped on her bare feet like a hyper chipmunk, grinning at me. Blue eyes.
“Like baggy overalls and sweatshirts” I said, looking at the smooth skin of her legs, sun kissed tan and flawless, up to the curve of her butt right where the shorts started.
“I don’t wear tomboy clothes” she said adamantly, twisting her body, then said softy, “I have lingerie!”
That image, of shear, maybe lacey, certainly skimpy, underclothes on that gawky frame piqued my interest. Tweaked my willy a little. I glanced over at Robbie whose eyes were half shut and aimed at the TV. I thought about seeing a little more of that lithe body. I wondered if she had tits yet.
“Maybe you should show me”
Ginger’s brown eyes grew wide and she ducked her head a bit to stare fixedly past her reddish brown bangs. She held a long pause and I felt a vein thud in my neck.
“Do you wanna see?” She stepped a little closer to the couch I was sitting on. I looked at Robbie again and his eyes were almost closed and his mouth hung a bit open. I nodded.
“Ya, I wanna see how grown up you are.” Ginger blushed and grinned and scampered upstairs and I watched the crevice where her legs met her shorty shorts as she sped away. It was a magnet to my drunk eyes.
I felt pretty tipsy, maybe not as drunk as Rob, but a serious buzz. I wondered what kind of lingerie a 12 year old would have. Do they even make stuff to fit that small a body? I was pretty sure she had no tits. I didn’t have to wait long before Ginger’s footsteps sounded her approach.
“I’m over here” she spoke softly. She was standing over to the side so that her brother, if he had woken up, would have to twist around to see her. I turned my head and caught my eyes on Ginger’s creamy supple skin wrapped lightly in red frilly lace.
The top was tube shaped and had ruffles. It stretched across her flat chest and went down to just above her taut belly that fluttered as she drew in a laughing nervous breath. Shyly she crossed her straight little stick arms over her pre-teen chest, hands on her smooth shoulders and legs clapped together as she squirmed under my gaze, giggling. Below her shallow navel indent a stripe of red lace panty circled her hips, hips just starting to show a womanly curve. I stared intently at the crotch of her panties trying to see through the gaps in the lace embroidery. I was sure I could make out her tender outer lips but could I see a hint of inner labia through the fabric or maybe the hood over her clit. She kept swiveling her hips and I couldn’t tell for sure.
“Turn around.”
Ginger rotated on the balls of her feet like a ballerina on a music box with her arms fanning out. Her butt was adorable, the red lace stopped well above the under curve of her creamy cheeks. She stretched upward, her face blushing but assured, continuing her pirouette to face me, cheeks reddened and her pink colored lips curved in a cute grin. She didn’t protect her chest with her hands this time and I saw nipples poking stridently out at me. She eased away, bashful, as I stared and smiled.
“You are not a little girl any more.”
“Ya, like totally!” Her eyes fastened on mine for long seconds, pupils dilated, and then she flushed fuller, turned and dashed away upstairs before I could say anything else.
I grabbed for the bottle of Beam and glanced at Rob. Homie was passed the fuck out! I drank a little more and the movie ended. I was drunk, my buddy was passed out, and all I could think about was that sweet slice of ass upstairs.
I climbed up the steps with my face feeling hot and my heart beating hard. The house was pretty quiet. I stood at Rob’s bedroom door but stared at Ginger’s open one down the hallway. A light was on inside her room and it drew me down the hall and I leaned in. She was sitting on her bed, changed back into pajama pants and a loose necked sweatshirt. A grin flashed on her face immediately.
“Hi Brian”
“Hey yourself” I stepped inside. A messy room with clothes everywhere, tiny clothes, pictures of teenage idols on the walls. Stuffed animals.
“Come in and tell me about school”
I sat down on her bed and looked at the soft white skin of her neck as her hair fell onto the shoulder of her sweatshirt. My face was hot. I’m sure I looked drunk. I reached out from an arm’s length away and ran my hand along the back of her neck.
“Brian?”
“Ya?”
“Do you fuck a lot of girls at college?”
I laughed. “Yeah, I do pretty good.” I’m not a huge stud but I get a good share of the medium to easy ones.
“More than Robby?” she asked. I snorted.
“Hell ya!” Rob was a bit more timid, polite maybe. He would never take advantage of a drunk coed at a party or tell a girl he was really into her just to get laid. Me? Maybe.
“Will you show me how?”
“How what?” I gulped.
“How to have sex. I’m a Virgin,” she added unnecessarily.
“well ya…” I was kinda stunned; her sudden forwardness caught me off guard. I was actually responding to the virgin thing. There’s no way a girl that age has had sex yet. I sort of couldn’t imagine it.
“Of course you’re a virgin, you’re 11”
“13! Mostly.”
I was having a hard time finding something to say, realizing what she’d just asked me to do. I was watching her breathe in that loose sweatshirt, looking into those bright eyes flashing at me.
“So will you show me about sex?”
“um…” I was feeling the whiskey and the intense attention from this young girl as a buzzing in my head. I felt myself leaning in towards her.
“Do you think I’m hot?” She tossed her hair up with her hands and posed, twisting like a model in a photo shoot. I pulled myself back a little.
“Ya Ginger, you’re hot! You looked really sexy in your red panties. I got pretty interested. It’s why I came down to your room.” She beamed and rolled her eyes to the ceiling like the little girl she was, then breathing deeply she stared into my eyes.
“So do you want to?”
“What?” I needed her to say it again.
“Do you want to show me how to fuck?” She kept pressing. “Do you want to put your penis inside me?” There was definitely some stiffening going on down there. I was staring at her mouth, her chin and neck, the loose collar of her sweat shirt over her chest, her collar bone.
“Ya… Ginger.”
She scooted closer to me on the bed. “Where do we start?”
The booze, the blood rushing, the intensity of her childish face gazing eagerly at me drove my thoughts away from pressing my lips to her candy pink ones and right into my hands. I had to touch this little package of sexy. My hand reached right for her leg and felt it firm and supple through her pajama bottoms. I slid up directly to her crotch and she jumped a little, sucking air in through her teeth. The material felt impossibly thin and I could feel immediately she wasn’t wearing panties by the exquisite softness of her pussy lips. I petted it gently, like stroking a butterfly.
Ginger’s body moved toward me and she pushed her crotch into my hand.
“Do you have a crush on me?” I asked as her face drew closer.
“Oh god yes, always!” She bumped her cheek into my cheek.
“I used to make Barbie and Ken kiss and pretend it was you,” she said into my ear. She turned her face to me and I went for her mouth, wrapping her pink petal lips in mine. Her hands went up to my chest and flattened against me. We stayed stuck together at the lips until I brought my non crotch hand up to her neck and eased her down onto the bed, laying beside her and diving back into our kiss. Her little tongue had learned to flick against mine and she breathed through her nose, occasionally sighing out through her mouth into mine.
I abruptly slid my hand up the front of her pajama bottoms to her rippling tummy and then thrust my fingers down her abdomen inside the waistband and touched velvet little girl cunt. It was wet, squishy, and she squirmed, broke our kiss, eyes flashing open wide, gaping into mine and then closed again as she dove back to my mouth. My finger went straight into the slick hole, fitting in up to the second knuckle. I stopped for air.
“I’m tingly… down there.” She breathed her candy breath in my face.
“Ya, you’re wet. Does if feel good, what I’m doing?” I pulled my middle finger out past her cunt lips.
“Yes.” She whispered.
My finger darted in to her sweet poon up to the knuckle and then pulled out and dragged up, sloshing her tiny nub with slippery wet girl syrup.
She was concentrating too hard on what my hand was doing to even kiss me any more. I gazed at her as she looked down at my big fingers strumming her clitoris and poking into her vagina.
“Do you touch yourself? Do you masturbate?”
“Yes,” giggle, “A lot!”
“Do you come? Orgasm?”
“I think so…” She looked at me with an expression that was anything but certain.
“well I’m gonna lick your pussy out and then you’ll know.”
I nudged her onto her back and turned my hand away from her pussy and tugged her pajama bottoms down off her ass, over her thighs, down her skinny legs, off and onto the floor. Her pussy was pink and downy and engorged by my attentions. The inner lips were spreading out and glistening. I rolled my face into her crotch, pushing her trembling legs apart to ravage this little girl’s honey pot. To my whiskey deadened tongue she still tasted strawberry sweet.
“Ghaaaaah! Brian!!!” Her hands were at my ears, gripping my head as I flat tongued her vaginal opening and lapped upward, slathering her clit. I dropped my lower jaw wide open and sucked her entire mound into my mouth and squeezed it with my lips. I released her mons with a pop and licked up the edges, the indentation at the tops of her legs on both sides. I plunged my tongue into her hole as far as I could manage.
“Oh God… you’re eating me! You’re eating my pussy!”
“You love it!”
Oh! Don’t freakin’ stop!”
I flicked at her tiny little 12yo clitty and then sucked it into my mouth. She arched up off the bed and ground her crotch into my face.
“God…d…d…d!”
I sucked and flicked rapidly and held her tight little ass cheeks in my hands, pressing her up into my face. I felt her contracting and shuddering as well as squeezing my head between her thighs and pulling my hair and ears with her fingers. I lapped and licked and rolled my tongue around her hardened nubbin, overwhelming her girl parts as she squealed and panted and then seized up.
“Gaaaaawddd!… FUCK!!!!”
Ginger pushed down really hard on my head and twisted her hips away, swung her leg over my head and scrambled up, fleeing me, and curling into a ball at the far corner of the bed. She convulsed in the fetal position for a minute, knees drawn up but then wrenched her head towards me, her eyes wide and mouth open, rasping at me,
“What just happened?! God Brian! I thought I was going to explode! And then I thought I was dying!” I was smiling and watching her rock back and forth as she slowly started to open herself back up, stretching her arms and legs like a kitten lying on the bed.
“That was like heaven, and fainting!”
Her slimy syrup was still on my lips. She was fresh. They don’t taste like that forever, even college freshman girls were getting pretty fishy.
“Do you want to see my cock now?” I managed to blurt out. I was raging hard and wanted to slip my dick up in that tight hole that was so well prepared thanks to my tongue.
“Yes!” She stretched out beneath me as I got up onto my knees between her legs and nudged them a little wider apart. I stripped off my shirt first.
“Mmmmm”
Then my pants unbuttoned and I impatiently pushed them and my boxers past my stiff, springy pecker, down to mid thigh.
Her eyes widened and she gasped.
“Oh, it’s big!”
I guess to a 12 year old girl an average 19 year old is big. I was fine with that and honestly it had never been bigger in my life. Veins popping out, purple head, balls tucking up into attack position. Feeling her cum on my tonge and watching her spasm so hard she had to jump away had my dick ready to pound railroad spikes.
“Let’s fuck now!”
“Ya! Fuck me Brian.” She locked her eyes on my cock as I got my pants the rest of the way off. I stood on the floor at the side of the bed and my meat stick stuck straight out at her. The air on my freed dick and balls just got me even more viciously erect.
“Get it wet, so it’ll go in you easier,”
She looked up at me.
“With your mouth.”
Ginger reached out and gripped it with one hand, then the other, squeezing hard to see what happened. I pushed my fingers through her bangs and slid them to the back of her head, pulling it towards my engorged cock. She opened her mouth in anticipation as I guided her onto the tip of it. Her lips closed around flesh and her hot mouth took a good two inches in. I felt some teeth but then she sucked in strongly and I rocked back and forth before thrusting in about four inches. She struggled and pushed back with her hands. Watching my hard boner disappear into my buddy’s little sister was about to set me off and I didn’t want to give blow job lessons anyway so I pulled out and held it against her lips, gripping the base in my hand and making it bulge even more.
“Do you want it in you? In your pussy?” She pulled off of me and gave a big cock sucking grin.
“Yes! Now! Show me how to fuck!” I crawled onto the bed and pushed her onto her back. Her legs spread as I pressed myself in between them until my chest and abdomen laid against her. I then pushed back on stretched arms and looked down at my hard dick laying on her pouty pink pussy. Her legs fell wider and I got the head of my member into position at her soft petal opening. She was wet and I was slick from her spit.
“Put it inside.”
“It’s gonna hurt a little bit Ginger.”
“I know, I wanna fuck… go on… I wanna fuck you!”
Her arms wrapped around my neck and she pulled me to get my face down to her and kissed my lips with a fierce hunger, moaning, grunting almost. I broke the kiss to look down at what I was doing. My cockhead was nuzzling into her delicate labia. I aimed it with one hand and pushed my hips into her. It slid in a tiny bit and her breathing sped up.
“Oooh!” Her hands went to my chest, gripping my pecs. She looked up at me and the trace fear in her eyes turned to aggressive lust. I’d never seen a look like that coming from a girl that age and I felt it burning into me, past the booze and the buzz. I slowly inhaled a deep breath and then rocked my hips into her. My throbbing rod burst through her hymen with a pop that I felt in my cockhead and then my shaft and then it spread out like a shock wave through my whole body. I slowly sank my meat deep into her vag up to my thick hilt and her nails dug into my chest like a wildcat.
“Fuuuuucck!!!”
I didn’t hold back. I pulled out and drove back in, full length. She groaned, gasped, moaned each time I pushed into her tight, slick cunt. I saw the trace of blood on my shaft as it slid out and reinserted into Ginger’s little…
“Godddd!”
I was stretching that little girl pussy. She was moaning loud and pulling my head down to her mouth. She still had her sweatshirt on. When I drove all the way in my balls rested on her asshole, her legs were wrapped around my waist and her hips cocked to give my pistoning member a straight shot to her inner depths. She really wanted me drilling into her.
“God Brian, you’re really fucking me. It feels so good!” Godd…”
My buddy’s little sister was taking the full length and girth of my dick and I felt the wrenching tingle coming up my legs and boiling my balls and I knew the cum was about to rocket out of my thrusting member, shoot up the length of her vaginal tunnel and splatter onto her cervix, the gateway to her womb.
“Oh ya Ginger! I’m gonna cum!”
My hot pumping lust for this little girl wasn’t quite crazy enough to keep me from pulling out of her twat as the jism shot streaked up out of my nuts. The base of my shaft rubbed along her slimy pussy lips and clit, pointed at her churning body and the jizz shot in a long stream up onto her sweatshirt, landing a glob of goo right between Abercrombie and Fitch. I pumped a few more spasmodic shots onto her bare skin as I ground my crotch into her tender white body and then collapsed and rolled off to the side of her.
“I can’t believe we did that” I groaned into the mattress, laying beside the pink, panting, sweaty body of my friend’s little 12yo sister.
“That felt soooo good Brian… I love your big cock.” She said dreamily.
I looked over at her flushed and glowing form, displaying strings of my pearly spunk on her sweat moistened abdomen and soaking in to her baggy sweatshirt.
“Take that off” I said, pulling at her and we both yanked the garment over her head, somehow not smearing cum on her cute face. Her tits were barely conical, just a slight swelling on her ribcage but her nipples shot out like ripe berries. I pulled her to me and they poked against my chest. She threw her leg over me and we slowed our breathing and calmed our heartbeats.
“You are a hot fuck” I said as sex slumber overtook me.
“Thanks. I loved it.”
When I first woke up the net morning I was seriously hung… hung over… whiskey. Tongue dry, head buzzy, didn’t want to open my eyes and, as is often the case, sporting wood. My cock was up, even if I didn’t want to be, and where was I? Strange bed in a pink room with pictures of teen heartthrobs and singers and even a unicorn and oh ya, that girl, Ginger.
She was right there, almost touching me, under the blanket, probably still naked. I grunted a little. She stirred, she was awake. I could feel my pulse in my neck. I remembered the feeling of her tight little cunt around my cock and I wanted it again. I slid my hand under the covers and grabbed hers and slowly pulled it towards my crotch. Her fingers closed around the firm shaft as soon as she felt my heat. She rolled to face me with eyes open wide.
“You’re awake! Very awake down there.” She squeezed, then shifted her hand so she was pulling my cock toward her, sliding the skin back and forth.
“Do you want to do it again?” I looked into her brown eyes and they flashed and she grinned.
“Ya! It was fun!”
I looped my arm around her narrow waist and pulled her toward me. When her lithe body bumped up against my side I rolled her on top of me and she squealed, opening her legs and straddling my hips with my turgid cock making a balancing point for her tiny cunt. I shifted to get her in just the right place and she sat up, squirming on my rod, moving back and forth, letting her lips drag along my cock, working to stimulate her little clit with it. Her slit went from sticky to slippery in less than a minute and I rocked my hips so that my tip went from going back and forth to angling up and catching her hole a little more on each stroke. The head of my cock pushed against the hood of her clit every time and tugged it back and forth.
“oh.. my god..” Ginger groaned. She placed her palms on my chest and pushed down to be able to change the angle her crotch was grinding me at. I wrapped my hands around her tiny waist and steered her onto the tip of my dick. She was so narrow and light, probably less than 90 pounds, and I could grip each ass cheek in my palms. I pulled them apart and rotated her hips and got my cock head into her pussy.
Her eyes shot wide open as did her mouth in an O,
“In! In!” She wiggled and squirmed and slowly slid down my pole. Her tummy was so slim and taught I thought I could see it change shape as my thick cock plunged fully inside. It seemed even hotter in there than last night.
She pushed herself up and sank back down on me, off center a bit, like she didn’t know the right angle. Wait, she doesn’t know the right angle, this is her first time riding a cock, my cock… lucky cock. I clasp her waist in my hands and guide her into the right motion, the right speed. She gets the hang of it, sliding up and down and I get to watch my dick disappear and reappear in that sweet cunt, pink flushed lips and downy hair. I drop my hands down and relax as she leans back and takes up the rhythm on her own.
“am I doin’ good?”
“Yes sweetie you are.”
She rocks forward and grinds her clit on my pelvic bone, speeding up and shortening the strokes. This usually would bring me off faster but in the mornings I often can last longer, especially when I’m a bit hungover. I grab her ass again and bounce it like a rubber ball on my dick.
“Get it girl, get it!” Her breath is shortening and her moans and whimpers are rising in pitch.
“oh, oh, oh, mmmmmmmha” She seems close to cumming, close to orgasming on my rock hard dick. I feel an electric buzz passing through to me from her tight, hot cunt as her whimpers sharpen. She flops down onto me and burries her face in the pillow right next to my ear.
“gaaaaad! oHhhh! yeS! Mmmmmm!” I feel my balls surge and the fizzy tingle halfway up my shaft where her pussy muscles are starting to spasm and I know my cum is gonna boil out any second. I grasp her waist and push her up and off my impaling member and further up my abdomen. She grinds spastically against my abs and my cock pushes straight up in the crack of her ass, the top of it rubbing against her hole as I spurt cum like a rocket. I can see it over her shoulder gysering up and splashing back down on her ass. She keeps grinding and whining. I reach my fingers inward to her butt crack and feel my cock nestled in her cheeks slimy with hot jiz, pumping up and down. My middle finger goes to her tight pucker hole, smearing it with semen, twirling around her little crinkle and then I plunge it up and in her.
“Shit!” she shrieks in my ear and cums like a faucet. I feel her gush on my abdomen and I’m slimed by her juices. Her sphincter muscles are pulsing on my finger pushed up deep inside her. I feel like I’m wearing her as a ring. She’s yelping softy into the pillow by my head as she comes down off the orgasm plateau.
“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God… I’m sorry… Oh God, you’re all wet, oh…oh… sorry… I don’t know what happened!”
She pushes up off of me and looks down with a shocked, scared, reddened face flushed with embarrassment.
“I’m sorry I..”
“don’t worry” I said “that was awesome, you came so hard”
“It was amazing! Oh my God!”
“You’re a hot fuck!”
“Wow! Your finger’s still in my booty.”
I kept it there. It was so hot and tight and still gripping me, but I needed to get out of there, out of my buddy’s little sister’s bed, my cum glazing her butt crack, my finger rammed up her ass, her pussy nectar smeared all down my belly, her naked nubs against my chest, her hot little girl voice panting in my ear.
“You fucked me good!”
