The ususal routine, on such a night like this one, began with the shutting of the eyes. The incense was lit, her room was dark, the windowblinds open, and the moonlight pouring  in like silver honey. It was assumed that everyone in the house was either asleep or consumed in their own activity so that she would have absolutely no interruptions. Of course, it would be embarassing in the absolute if she were to experience one while she satisfied this monthly urge.
Her tender folds quivered at the light touch of her finger, electrifying her brain like no other night of the month. She knew that in only moments that she'd have the first explosion of the night. Putting her thoughts down in order to save them for later, she rubbed through her slit back and forth at the slick that naturally formed. A little faster, and suddenly her legs clung to each other at the intense sensation. As always, it didn't even take her clit for it to happen.
 Prone on her bed and regaining her strength, she allowed her mind to wander to any boy that first came to her. That one in second period, the cutie in 5th, and that last period boy that seemed to keep to himself. She wanted to make him feel good the most because she felt an understanding with him. The black haired girl imagined him mounting her, but she then felt even raunchier so she managed to flip over on her knees, sticking her buttox toward the moon. Although her imaginary lover was about to penetrate her, she had a couple fingers ready for real life. Moaning as her first finger went in, she juiced her sex repeatedly, sending wave after wave of electricity to her mind. Her ring-finger plunged in with the middle and her face became twisted in senseless ecstacy. 

 She loved these nights. It might have been an addiction if she had control over time, so she was glad she didn't. The only problem is that sometimes they bled into the next day when she would probably be at school and the moon was still perfectly circular. At least, she quickly realized, seventh grade science was a terribly boring class.

 The instructer, a rather victorian looking old badger, seemed it acceptable to sit in the front of class and talk all period. The girl always made it a point to be early for this class to get a seat as far to a back corner as possible. The old man drolled on about theory and hypothesis while she could only hear her quickened breath and imaginary lapping sound of the cute boy that was eating her out. The public setting only intensified the sensations. 
 She came five times.
 If people noticed her, they were too embarrased to talk about it with her, but she hoped there weren't any rumors spreading. At lunch, she spent her time eating with primary school friends, whom she trusted with her secrets. However, she knew she couldn't be transparent with new people for long.

 Arriving at home, she was greeted by her annoying little brother, about 2 years younger, whom had the most unusual aura about him at the time. He wanted to meet with her in his room after the parents went to sleep, and he made it clear that she'd regret not agreeing. At this, the girl fell into a spiral of possible topics, knowing that her plotting little brother loved tormenting his sister like this. It was different this time: he wanted to meet with her without their parents knowing. This proposition might have had less meaning if it wasn't for last night being her masturbation session.
 When evening came and the house was silent, the young girl slipped out of her room, and silently entered her brother's room through his cracked door. 

 "Hello, dear sis," he sat on his bed with his prized digital camera he got last christmas, smug as ever.
 "Evening, dear brother," she replied, spitefully. With his camera on his lap, she knew she was in for some serious crap.
 "I had a little fun with my camera last night," the sister felt butterflies in her stomach at last, her face squirmed into a grimace, "don't worry, i already saved them onto my computer." He handed her the camera and her shakey fingers navigated through the five pictures of her ass sticking out of her bed, neatly margined by her door and door-frame. In one shot, even her face was seen in a very undignified expression, her eyes shut tight explained why she didn't see a flash. Apparently, she was so engorged in her pleasure that she didn't even hear her door opening.
 In her position, she could only gnash her teeth, "What... do you want?"
 The brother seemed surprised at first. Maybe he was at her quick submission. He easily reasserted himself, "Hehe, nothing too bad, just show me the stuff you were doing to yourself," he ordered with the subtle hint in his tone that that wouldn't be all.
 The girl wasn't even very daunted at this order. Of course, he was a boy, which obviously made her aroused at what she had to do, but the excitement was dimmed since it was her brother. In any case, it excited her to have her first sexual experience with another person, and at least he didn't ask her to have sex with him. She couldn't agree to that. Her pictures might as well be on every website by tomorrow, if that was one of his demands.
 She slipped a couple fingers down her panties, though her brother protested. Her clothes must be off. She guessed that made sense, and stripped herself of her pajamas. She was more aroused after exposing herself. Knowing that she was being watched, she rubbed her private area gingerly. The effect of the moon had died down, thankfully, or else this experience would be very quick. In a few minutes with a few flicks of her clit, she was squeaking with her quickened breaths and had a totally flushed face.
 Opening her eyes, she glared at her stupid brother, "Am I done here?" though a horny part of her wanted to tear her brother's pants off, throw him on the bed, and mount him in a satisfyingly dominant position.
 "No! I'm going to touch you now," she blanched, mouth agape, "Ha ha ha, just fingers," he said, raising his hands and making creepy-crawly fingers.
 "Eh...wait..." she made him hesitate, "C-c'mon, this is enough, right?" she asked, forcing a smile.
 The boy saw that her sister really didn't want him to touch her, but tried to get around it, "No way! I want to feel a girl's boobs and private parts. I'll let you touch mine, okay? Please? Or did you really want those nasty pictures on the internet?"
 "Ugh..." she wanted to keep her body for that special someone, and let only that special person give her pleasure. But, maybe it would be fun to see his little weiner, she thought, I could make fun of him being small or something.
 "Just... be... be gentle," she wanted those words to come out the first time cutesy to her lover in some maybe-not-too-distant future, but the two words ended up sounding commanding and annoyed, "and only your fingers."
 She watched as he approached her breasts first, insignificant at her stage in developement, but still displaying some puff. She even played with them at times when she masturbated. His small fingers probed the areas around the areola and she realized that they were much more sensitive to the touch of another, and this revelation was accentuated when he poked her perked nipple. She even gasped at this, to which her brother was clearly entertained. The boy knelt into a more stable position, and then, with each breast, made a pinching motion from the borders to the nipple tips.
 At this, a hard shiver went up the victim's spine, and she gasped through gritted teeth, "oh nooooo," she said with a sigh. How could just these stupid little eleven-year-old fingers be doing this to her, and just with my boobs, she thought. A firm grip removed her hand from her mound that she absent-mindedly placed.
 "Hey, big sis, only I get to touch you right now," he chuckled. The girl was shocked to feel how into it her body had gotten, and it frightened her. 
 The boy continued by tracing a line with his finger down the front of his sister, landing on a random part of her vulva. Her breathing became harder when he poked and started rubbing the girl's sensitive, tender area. He mapped out the various features, and when satisfied, began to rub the area up and down like he had seen her do. In no specific area did he concentrate, but he watched his sister's blushing face in glee. He watched the girl's face become more intense and her breathing get faster in response to his faster pace. The electric signals were becoming too much for the her, and she had to stimulate her clit. The brother hesitated in making her stop, but just allowed her to touch herself so she could orgasm. With her rubbing herself, he stopped to find her special hole, and he decided to stick a finger in. His sister stifled a moan with her other hand at this, and he felt the extremely soft hole squeezing his finger hard, like a clenched fist.
 He withdrew his finger to examine the slick fluid it was covered in. His sister, meanwhile, had collapsed. The girl was amazed at how great it felt, having someone else's finger inside her. However, she felt robbed that it was her brother to be the first time to give her that feeling, so she rose up and smacked him upside the head.
 "Hey, jeez-!"
 "Strip," she ordered, leveling her eyes to him and glaring daggers.
 The younger male did not deny his sibling's capacity for wrath and did as he was bidden, revealing a rock-hard, throbbing, young cock. His older sister made a cackle.
 "He he," she expected it wouldn't be much. Even though it was a nice enough size to satisfy her, it definitely wasn't mature, "Aw, my little bro isn't too big yet, is he?" she mocked with satisfaction. Her brother frowned at her, but he banished it quickly. The smug boy would not surrender his arrogant disposition so easily.
 "Hmph, don't worry about me. I'll be huge when I grow up!" he folded his arms.
 "Well, you better hope so," she said sarcastically. She took the thing into her thumb and forefinger, "So how does it go, back and forth?" She watched her brother's face while catching him off guard. She peeled the skin back to reveal the glans then started said back and forth motion.
 "Oh yeah..." he said at length, letting his arms fall and eyelids droop. The awesome feeling of having someone else do this work was relaxing. If only he could convince her to put her lips to it. In due time, the boy felt his coming orgasm and the tip of his penis started to tingle. His breathing got heavier and faster, and finally his body stiffened up and he gasped sharply. His pubic muscles contracted over and over again, and his sister, preparing for a load into her hands, was relieved to see nothing come out. She was, though, disappointed for not getting to see sperm first-hand.
 The girl let her brother calm down a bit before asking in an annoyed tone, "Alright, You, is that it?" 
 "Shut up, it'll come out some day!" he exclaimed, defiantly, though he misunderstood the question.
 "No you idiot, can I go to bed now?" she spat. The preteen boy blushed at his minor blunder and pulled up his briefs.
 "Oh, yeah... fine, g'night," he said, flatly.
 She scoffed at his outward lack of emotion, "Fine. Good night," she put her pajamas back on and walked toward the door, but before she reached it, a hand caught her arm. Her brother stopped her to give her a peck on the cheek before letting her go.
 "Um... thanks," He said.
 She fought back a smile, but allowed her voice to soften,"Just get to sleep."