26 comments/ 389244 views/ 249 favorites My Submissive Little Sister Ch. 01 By: RandomAuthor My little sister was born when I was nine years old. She is my only sibling, and since I was so much older than her, Mom and Dad never had to look very far to find a playmate or a babysitter for Alison. As she grew up, Alison and I were very close. Being her big brother, I was her playground protector and the one she came to with her problems. But, when I turned eighteen, I joined the Navy and stayed in the service for eight years, which took me away from home and unfortunately, away from my little sister. By the time I was discharged from the Navy, Alison had turned into a seventeen year old girl with a smart mouth and a seriously rotten attitude. She fought incessantly with our parents and was probably the most disrespectful person I'd ever seen. So, at Mom and Dad's request, I moved back home to see if I could be a friend to Alison and help her find her way back to the being the sweet child she was before I joined the Navy. The first year I was back was difficult for Alison and me. Alison began to hang out with the "Goth" crowd at her high school, which led to multiple instances of her sneaking out of the house, wild parties and eventually, some minor trouble with the police. Each time she got in trouble, I came to her assistance and to her defense. For a while, she seemed to change her ways – or at least it seemed like it. We did a lot of things together and I began trusting her enough to let her drive my car. During the last half of her senior year in High School, she met a boy named Brent, who I could tell was going to be a bad influence on her. But, she was eighteen years old now and wouldn't listen to me. This Brent kid was the epitome of a smart-ass, and despite my warnings, Alison and Brent grew to be friends. I tried talking to her about him, but, she told me not to worry – she definitely didn't have any romantic interests in him. "We're just friends." She said. "That's all." Somewhere along the way, apparently Alison and Brent got closer than any of us realized. I was sitting at my computer on a Saturday afternoon when I received an email from Alison. It struck me funny that she'd send me an email – after all, she was at home with me, in fact, in the bedroom right next to me. If she wanted to talk, she could just take the few steps down the hall. However, once I opened the email and read it, I immediately realized her email was intended for her friend, Brent, and not for me. You see, my name is Brett and when she started typing on the addressee line of the email, I bet the computer must have autoselected my email address instead of Brent's email address and she simply didn't notice. This is the text of the email she was trying to send to Brent, but, which came to me: "Hey. I probably can't be there until around 7:00 tonight, but we should still have enough time. My parents aren't leaving until 6:30, and it will take me a few minutes to talk my goody-goody brother out of his car keys. Then, I have to change clothes and find a way to sneak out to his car without him seeing me. But, don't worry, I'll be there as soon as I can. Brent, I really appreciate you doing this for me. I've dreamt about this hundreds of times, and I can't believe it's finally coming true. You have no idea how long I've wanted something like this to happen and I want it to be exactly they way we talked about. I promise I will do everything you say. I promise I will not chicken out. I promise I will not argue and from the time I come through your door, I will be totally under your command. I've already shaved myself down there and I will come dressed exactly as you have asked. When you open the door to let me in, the person you see standing there will be your totally submissive slut. I will undress when you command me to. I will lower my panties slowly and let you look at me. You can take as long as you want to look, too. Actually, the longer you take to look at me – the better. I'll stand right in front of you and spread my feet wide. I'll reach down and open my pussy lips so you can see what I look like down there. I'll turn around and bend over and hold the cheeks of my butt apart and let you look there, too. You can touch me in any way you want to and I will perform any sex act you desire. In return, you will treat me as your submissive slut, and even if it's just for a few hours, I want you to help me experience total submission. I've lived with this bottled up inside me for so long and I know this is who I am.... I'm sure of it. So, tonight, we'll set our friendship aside for a few hours and I will be yours. I will be your slut to do with as you please. My body is yours. My mouth is yours, my pussy is yours and my ass is yours. You can use me anyway you want to. Just command me and tell me what you want. I know a submissive slut shouldn't have the right to make requests, but if you don't mind, there is one request I would like to make. Obviously, being a virgin I don't know what to expect when you time comes for you to take my virginity. Could you please be gentle with me for the first few minutes? I mean, just until it's in me and I have a chance to get used to it? I don't know what it will feel like and how much it will hurt, but, I don't want the rest of the night to be ruined just because you were too rough when you first fuck me. Okay, that's it. I'll keep my end of the deal if you keep yours. I'll text your phone when I'm on the way. See you soon." "Fuck!" I exclaimed to myself after reading Alison's email. I was in complete and total shock. I had to read the note several times, dissecting every word and phrase, and after I'd read it five or six times, I leaned back in my chair and thought about what my little sister was about to do. There was at least one good thing I got from her email - it didn't seem like there was any real romance going on between that ass-wipe and my little sister. From what I could tell, this was just about sex. No, actually that wasn't it at all. This was some kind of deal – some arrangement, or some bargain they had made. Perhaps even a favor he was doing for her. But, one thing was clear, she was planning on losing her virginity to him during all of this, and when I put it in those terms, that's when I started getting angry. My sister, Alison, is a beautiful girl, especially when she's not dressed in all those black clothes and covered with all that dark make-up. She's cute, and she could have her pick of any guy she wanted. So why would she want to give her virginity to an ass-hole like that Brent guy? Quickly sitting up in my desk chair, I went out to the internet and did some searches to see what I could find about sexually submissive people. This topic wasn't entirely new to me because I'd had a girlfriend who claimed to be submissive and we often role played situations so she could live out her fantasies. But, Alison was my little sister and I wanted to learn more about what she was about to get herself into. After a few minutes, I found a website that explained in easy to understand terms exactly what being submissive really meant. The website was filled with links and references, and after a couple of hours of research, I'd found several pieces of important information, such as: 1) If my little sister was a true sexual submissive, her unfulfilled desire to experience full submission would grow and grow until her desires were finally satisfied. 2) The converse is true, also. If Alison's desires are not met, she could begin a pattern of riskier and riskier behavior looking for that same satisfaction. 3) I learned that submissives teeter on a delicate balance between intense desire and intense shame. Female submissives may see their submissiveness as the only way they can achieve true and complete sexual fulfillment. 4) Some submissives say that turning over control to someone else acts as foreplay for them, bringing their arousal level to a fever pitch long before any physical sexual contact actually occurs. But the one piece of information that made the biggest impression on me was this: most submissives live in the closet for years due to fear of being condemned by family and friends. They will only reveal themselves to someone they trust..... someone they feel will accept them and perhaps enable them. But, if that person rejects them, they can become depressed and horribly withdrawn - sometimes for years. On the flip side, though, if they are accepted and are able to live out their submissive desires with someone – even for a brief period of time, it can act like a shot of adrenalin to their self-confidence and self-assurance. The article went on to say that the absolute best case would be if they were allowed to be submissive with someone that fully understood their needs and treated them with love and respect. In that case, the euphoric feeling would be dramatically prolonged. So, it was with all that knowledge that I made a decision. If my little sister needed to be submissive, and I mean if she REALLY needed to be submissive, and if she was willing to go as far as asking her high school ass-wipe friend, Brent, to help her, then it was time for me to step in. Maybe this was my chance to finally get through to her, and maybe this was just the opportunity my little sister needed. I could give her what she needed without the risk of involving others and as always, I could ensure she didn't get hurt. I hadn't realized until now that my cock had grown incredibly hard and begun to throb inside my pants. Sure, I was interested in helping my sister, but the thought of being sexual with her was appealing to me, too. I was intrigued with the fact that she was still a virgin and willing to lose her cherry as part of her submissive experience. I wondered how it all might play out – my own little sister being submissive to me, I mean. I closed my eyes and imagined her standing in front of me, undressing herself – removing her clothes one piece at a time. I'd sit there calmly and watch her. I'd have to study her and inspect her body. I'd have to place her in embarrassing and humiliating positions so I could see her body parts clearly. She'd have to lewdly expose herself to me, holding her pussy lips apart so I could verify her virginal condition. I'd have to examine her in the most intimate ways, of course, using my fingers and my tongue....... and eventually my cock. To do it right, though, it would take some time to teach her. I'd have to take her one step at a time and teach her something new each day. She'd obviously have to learn to suck me properly and how to jack my cock just the way I like it. She'd have to learn how to satisfy all my desires, because after all, that's what a submissive does. For the next several minutes, I let my mind conjure up all kinds of nasty things she'd have to do for me. I visualized her having to stand in front of me and lowering her panties just so I could watch her expose herself. Then, in a twisted instant, I thought about exposing her in unexpected ways and places – like in a store or a restaurant – having her show her breasts, panties or maybe even her bare crotch.... just enough to get her arousal sky high. There was a fine line between what I was thinking about doing FOR her, and what I was thinking about doing TO her. The more I thought about it, the solution was clear and simple. Even with the fact that she was my own sister, my little sister, the benefits for both of us were obvious, and she'd be much better off exploring her submissive side with me than with anyone else. True, it would mean I'd be having sex with my little sister, and quite honestly, I liked the idea of it. What better reward for a submissive than to receive her sexual training at home from her big brother and receive her brother's cock as her first cock! Looking at my watch, I could see I had about an hour before our parents were supposed to leave. Thinking quickly, I made a mental list of a few items that would be helpful when the time came, and I jotted down a quick shopping list and grabbed my car keys. Fortunately, there's a supercenter close to where we live, and in the matter of forty minutes, I was back at the house with a bag full of goodies, such as three kinds of personal lubricant, including one that claimed to increase female arousal. Additionally, I'd gone through the "Tween" clothing department and picked out an incredibly short, layered cotton skirt which I could shorten quite easily with just a pair of scissors Then, I went to the party supplies department and found a blindfold, and then wandered over to the hardware department to find some long strips of Velcro. And if all that wasn't enough, I found the most exquisite pair of panties as I walked by the lingerie department. My cock was hard the instant I saw it hanging on the rack – it was made of sheer pink mesh material with rows of ruffles across the back of the panties and it was virtually see through in the front. My cock was bulging in my pants as I walked toward the self checkout line. I arrived there just in front of a woman who had her young teenage daughter with her, and they both became quiet as I started to run the items I was buying over the scanner. I'm sure the mother recognized the special female personal lubricant, and once she saw the blindfold, the sexy panties and the long strips of Velcro, she put it all together and before I knew it, she was tugging at her daughter's arm and pulling her out of line behind me. I chuckled to myself wondering what the woman's daughter was thinking. I wasn't back at the house a total of ten minutes before Mom knocked on my bedroom door and announced they were leaving for Dad's award banquet. "We'll be late tonight." She said. "We probably won't be home until after 1:00AM. And, there's dinner in the 'fridge for you and your sister. Just heat it up in the microwave and you're all set." I quickly dumped the stuff from the store in the large drawer of my computer desk and opened my door just as she was done speaking. "Try to do something fun with your sister, would you?" Mom whispered. "Oh, I plan on it, Mom." I said softly, chuckling to myself. "I think I can keep her entertained for a while." Just then, I heard Dad yell for Mom from the front door and she looked at me and shrugged her shoulders. "I swear!" She chuckled. "You'd think he was getting a Nobel Prize, or something. Anyway," she added, "we'll probably be late." I stood in the hallway and watched as she and Dad left. Not more than thirty seconds after the front door closed, Alison's bedroom door opened and she came out into the hallway with me. "Are they gone?" Alison asked. "Yep." I answered. "She said there was dinner in the refrigerator for us." "Hey, Brett," Alison said, following me into my room and leaning against the door frame, "Do you think I can use your car tonight? I need to go over to Beth's house to work on our chemistry project, so, I'll just eat over there and you don't have to worry about feeding me. Is that okay?" This was it. I knew Alison was lying to me about where she was going and what she was going to do, but, I acted dumb. "Why don't you ask Beth if she wants to come over here?" I replied. "I bet I can help you guys get done pretty quickly and then we can go rent a movie." Alison stuck to her story, insisting all the project stuff was at Beth's house. So, I reached into my pocket and took out my car keys and dangled them in front of her. "How about this," I began, "let's talk for a few minutes and when we're done, if you still want to go, you can borrow my car." "Oh, come on, Brett!" Alison exclaimed. "Did mom put you up to lecturing me about something?" "I have no intention of lecturing you, Alison." I replied, as I laid my keys down on the computer desk and sat down in my chair. "I just want to talk. You can spare ten minutes, can't you?" Alison rolled her eyes and sat down on the bed. "Yeah, okay." She said, crossing her arms in front of her chest and taking a defiant posture. I reached over to my printer and casually pulled out a printed copy of the note she mistakenly sent me. Holding it out to her, I softly said, "I assume you intended to send this to Brent." Reaching out to take the sheet of paper from me, Alison's eyes instantly popped open as she started to read the email. A second later, her head snapped up and she looked at me with the look of absolute fear in her eyes. "I told you I wasn't going to lecture you." I said calmly, holding my hands up. "And, I'm not. But, I want you to hear me out, and then if you want to go do this, I'll give you my car and you're free to go. You don't even have to sneak out." Alison sat there in silence and looked at me with no expression at all on her face. I could see her eyes were starting to gloss over, and I could tell she was on the verge of crying. Of course, this was the worst possible thing for her – someone from her own family now knew about her secret desire to be a sexual submissive. I knew I had to choose my words very carefully. "You're not a kid anymore, little sister." I said, looking right at her. "What you do is your business and how you choose to live your life is up to you. Whatever happens tonight, I give you my word I won't say anything to Mom and Dad. So if you're worried about me tattling on you, I promise I won't say anything." Alison's face was turning red and a tear finally fell from her eyes. I paused for a moment, and then I continued, saying, "You know I don't like this guy. And judging from your email, you had some plan to meet up with him to explore this fantasy you have of being sexually submissive." Tears started to flow from Alison's eyes now, and she'd bowed her head and was looking down at the floor as I spoke. I reached over to the side of my desk and picked up a box of tissues and handed it to her. After a second, she looked up at me, took the box, sat in on the bed next to her and pulled out a tissue and held it to her eyes. "Alison, I'm only going to make this offer once – it's a one time deal, so listen carefully and choose wisely." I said. "I know a few things about submissiveness and submissive women." I continued. "You may not believe that, but it's true. And, if you'll forget about this thing with Brent, I'll offer to help you explore your curiosities in the safety of your own home, with someone that loves you - me. It would stay just between us, Alison. It will be our secret forever. We can take our time and you'll be free to experience all there is about being submissive and you won't have to worry about anyone finding out. You won't have to worry about someone saying something behind your back and we can talk openly and honestly about your desires, your likes, and dislikes with complete confidentiality. I won't belittle you and I'll never hold it over your head in any way." Alison lifted her head and was looking at me through her red, tear stained eyes. I had her attention, that's for sure and she was listening very intently to what I was saying. "If you do this," I added, "I'll give you my word to help you live out and explore all of your desires at your own pace. But in return, you have to accept the fact that there will be some changes around here. You'll be submissive to me in all things, Alison. It means I'll be the one to take your virginity and it means you'll be pleasing me sexually every day. It also means I'll be making some changes in your life, and you will have to accept those changes without any arguments." Her tears had stopped and she sat there on the bed, clutching the tissue as she listened. "Basically, what I'm saying is this," I said, pausing for a moment so she would listen closely to what I was about to say, "I will teach you to be submissive. You will have the opportunity to try it out with no risk what-so-ever. You can call it off anytime you've had enough and I'll make it easy for you if you want to continue." My Submissive Little Sister Ch. 01 "Lastly," I said, "you'll have to agree to accept punishment from me. I promise to be fair but I also promise to be firm. There will be rules I'll expect you to follow. When you are good, you'll be rewarded. When you are bad, you'll be punished. It's as simple as that. You're my little sister and I don't want to have to punish you often, so hopefully, you'll be on your best behavior." "Now, it's up to you." I said, reclining back in my chair and pointing to the keys on my desk. "You can either accept my offer, or, take the keys and go over to see your friend. Either way, you're still my little sister and I'll still love you." Alison's eyes burst out in tears as I quit talking. She was fully crying now, with tears streaming down her face. She was sniffling and trying to catch her breath. I was suddenly filled with compassion as I watched her sob, and I could only sit there for a few more seconds before I was forced to rise from my chair and take the few steps over to bed and sit down next to her. As soon as I did, she buried her head in my chest and cried for several minutes. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and held her while she cried, rubbing her back and patting her head softly as she wept. "Shhhh," I whispered, "it's okay, Alison. It's okay." After another minute, she looked up at me as if she wanted to say something, but it seemed like she couldn't find the courage to speak the words. "Look," I said, "there's no reason to be embarrassed or feel ashamed about this. Everyone has physical desires, and it's normal and healthy to want to be sexually satisfied. I just want you to have a second option, that's all. Whichever way you decide, I'll respect your decision." Alison rested her head on my chest and we sat there for a long time. Very gently, I began to rock her in my arms, just the way I used to when she was a baby and sat on my lap while we watched TV. She continued to cry for a few more minutes, but as her tears began to trail off, I felt her arms wrap around me and it wasn't long before she finally said something. "So, do you think I'm a slut now?" She asked, almost whispering. "No." I said, chuckling a little. "Everyone has their secret kinks that turn them on. I actually admire you for having the courage to want to experience your submissive desires. Most people keep their deep, dark desires hidden away because they're ashamed of them." "Even you?" Alison replied. "You have kinky desires?" "Uh huh." I answered. "Of course I do." "Like what?" My sister asked. "Hey, this isn't about me right now." I said. "It's about you. And, I made you an offer that you need to accept or decline, remember?" There was a period of more silence between us, but, her crying had finally stopped. I could feel her heart beating as I held her, and as I sat there holding my little sister, I smiled to myself with the knowledge I'd said just the right things in just the right way. "Why would you do this?" Alison asked. "Do you just want someone to have sex with? Or, are you just being nice? Or what?" "Well," I answered, "that's difficult to answer. But, I think it's a fair question." I took a second to think, and then I said, "If I answer that truthfully will you promise not to hold any of it against me?" "I promise." She replied, wiping a stray tear from the corner of her eye. "First," I said, "there's no way your eighteen year old high school friend can do what you are asking him to do. He just doesn't have the life or sexual experience to understand what makes a submissive tick. There's no way he can really give you what you want, and, there's no way he'll keep his mouth shut about this. Believe me, he'll tell someone and that person will tell someone, and before you know it, everyone will know." "Secondly," I continued, "you need someone that can hold your hand and guide you through this. You know, someone that can teach you and be with you on a daily basis. Someone you can trust and someone you can talk to...... someone that can answer your questions openly and honestly." Alison looked up at me and nodded her head. "Yeah," she said, "that makes sense." "And," I said, taking a deep breath, "I would love nothing more than to be the one to do this for you. I'd love to be your first man, Alison." I reached out and took her hand, saying, "I'd be gentle and make it a wonderful experience for you, I promise you that. I could teach you how to fully enjoy sex, and honestly, you're a beautiful and very desirable girl." I took another deep breath and swallowed hard. "Alison," I added softly, "I'd love to have sex with you. I don't know if that makes you sick to your stomach, but, it's true. Don't hold that against me, I'm just being honest here." At that moment, I felt my face turning red and I was embarrassed at what I'd said. But, when Alison squeezed my hand, I looked up at her to see she was smiling sweetly at me. I felt her begin to move and in the matter of a few seconds, she let go of my hand and pulled away from me. Standing up in front of me, I watched in surprise as she fell to her knees and pushed herself between my legs, lying her head on my lap. "Yes." She said softly. "I would like to be your submissive." My sister raised her head and looked up at me, looking straight into my eyes, saying, "I'd like that more than anything in the world, Brett." I placed my hands on my sister's shoulders and squeezed them lovingly as I looked down at her. "Then you accept all my conditions without any exceptions what so ever?" "Yes." She replied. "But, when does this start?" "It already has." I said, as I reached my hands under her arm pits and helped her to stand. Then, standing up next to her, I reached down for the hem of her t-shirt and began to pull it up. She flinched, almost pulling back from me and when she did, I let go of her shirt and dropped my hands. "Sorry." She said, smiling. "I just wasn't ready for that." "It's okay, Alison." I answered. "We'll work through these things. You'll see." Then, reaching down to the hem of her t-shirt again, I began to pull it up. She didn't move this time and as I pulled her shirt higher, she raised her arms and I pulled the t-shirt over her head. Instinctively, she crossed her arms over her chest, trying to cover her bra from my sight. A red blush began to spread across her chest, and it was at that instant I knew I'd have to go slow. Slowly, I reached up to her hands and gently pulled them away from her chest, moved them to her sides and pressed them against her hips. Then, knowing this was her first real overt submissive act, I took a small step back and deliberately bent my head to stare at her chest. I could tell she was uncomfortable with what I was doing, but, it was necessary – I had to do something to break the ice between us and set the stage for what would be coming next. It had been years since I'd seen her bare chest - not since she was a child, but, I knew her breasts were probably petite. I didn't think she was completely flat, but, I knew she didn't have very much on top. Personally, I was fine with that, in fact – I preferred it. "I'm going to leave your bra on for a while." I said. "But, you're as beautiful as I knew you would be." "I'm small." Alison said, meekly. Then, shrugging her shoulders added, "My boobs, I mean. Really small." "All the better for me." I replied. "I love small breasts." I could tell the bra she was wearing was heavily padded because the thickness of the padding was obvious at the top of the cups cradling her little orbs. I was tempted to reach up and pull one of the cups away to see just how small her breasts were, but, I decided to save that for later. The blush growing across Alison's chest immediately spread to her neck and face and as I watched her stand there, I realized she was breathing very deeply. "You okay?" I asked. "I'm going to pull your shorts down in a minute, are you going to be able to handle that?" Alison closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Then, she clinched her lips and opened her eyes and looked up at me. "Yes." She muttered. "I'll be fine. Do whatever you please to me." I sat down on the bed and put my hands on her hips and pulled her closer to me. "I'm going to have some specific rules about your underwear." I said softly. "What you wear..... what you don't wear..... stuff like that. We can talk about that later, but, I like the idea of me being able to see you in your panties and being able to touch you with your panties on. I guess you could say it's one of my kinky interests. I just wanted you to be aware of that." "Okay." She replied. Carefully, I moved my hands to the waistband of her shorts and I felt her tremble. "This is inevitable, Alison. You know that." I said calmly. "I want you to stand still and let me lower your shorts so I can see your panties. Don't try to cover yourself – just keep your hands to your side until I say otherwise." My little sister nodded her head and bit her lip. Her face was red, but, the look in her eyes was the look of excitement and hopefulness. Not wanting to delay any longer, I hooked my fingers into the elastic of her shorts and started to slowly pull them down. I'd only pulled them down a little when I saw the narrow, top band of her panties appear. I looked up at her and saw she was looking down, watching me intently. I pulled a little more, uncovering an inch or two of the front of her panties. The material was thin; practically see through, and I could easily see her creamy white skin underneath the fabric. I knew as I continued to lower her shorts I might get a view of her pussy lips and that made my pulse quicken and my cock twitch. I had to let go of her waistband to move my fingers to the back of her shorts so I could pull them down over the cheeks of her butt, and when I did, I felt bare skin under her shorts. Apparently, she was wearing thong panties, and she shuddered as my fingers made their first contact with the soft skin of her butt. Without stopping, I maneuvered the back of her shorts down to the bottom of her butt cheeks and then intentionally leaving my fingers touching her bottom, I lightly pressed the palms of my hands against the globes of her butt and gently squeezed her. This caused Alison to gasp lightly, and when I looked up at her face, her eyes were closed, her mouth was open and she was breathing heavier. I tenderly caressed the swell of her butt for a few seconds and then moved my fingers to the front of her shorts and started to lower them again. This time, they came down much easier and before I knew it, the silky triangle of fabric that shielded her pussy from my sight was completely in view. I continued to pull until her shorts were three or four inches down her thighs and then I took a close look at her. As I suspected, her panties were sheer enough to barely see the crease of her pussy lips through the material, and the first thing I though of when I saw her was how grown up she looked down there – so much different than the last time I saw her naked, several years ago. Her pussy mound looked full and her panties framed the view nicely. My cock throbbed in my pants and when I looked up at her again, her eyes met mine and without another thought in my head, I whispered up to her, "Just beautiful." A brave smile turned up from the edges of my little sister's lips when she heard my compliment, but, as I looked down at her panty covered pussy, I'm sure she realized the exposure she was suffering now was nothing compared to the way she would be exposed later. Alison's breathing was ragged and she was taking small, choppy breaths. I knew she was experiencing a mixture of extreme excitement and extreme fright, so I stood up and put my arms around her, saying, "Put your arms around me and relax for a minute." She was still trembling a little as her arms settled around my waist, so I reached down and pulled her arms from around me. "Put your arms around my neck." I whispered in her ear, as I pushed her arms up and then slid my hands down her forearms and held her hands together behind my neck. Alison picked up on what I wanted her to do and in just another few seconds, we were standing together – chest to chest as I looked down into her eyes. "Just relax." I said softly. "Take some deep breaths and try to enjoy the moment." "Just think," I continued. "you've taken your first few steps toward being a submissive. You're standing here in your bra and panties and everything is perfectly fine. We're not going to rush anything – and there's no reason we can't take a minute to relax and talk. Besides," I added, "I need to ask you a few questions, anyway." Alison flipped her hair back and looked up at me. She looked so beautiful when she did that, and just the thought that she was standing there in her bra and with her shorts pulled down, I couldn't help but take a deep breath, myself. And, it didn't go unnoticed by my little sister, I was sure of it. "So," I said, as I lowered my head into the crook of her neck and started to nuzzle against her soft skin, "tell me how you chose Brent to help you explore being submissive." "Be honest, Alison." I added. "Honesty is very important between us now, and you'll have to be punished you if I find out you don't tell me the truth about anything we talk about." "I understand." Alison said in a cracked voice. "I won't lie to you, I promise." "Good," I said, "now, how did this happen between you and Brent?" She told me a very unlikely story, but, it was so unlikely, I just knew she was telling me the truth. According to what Alison said, it started out when she caught Brent trying to look down her top. It hadn't been the first time she'd seen him trying to get a peek, so, she finally asked him what he was doing. Stupidly, the kid answered her, telling Alison the truth – that he was trying to look down her top. Alison said she made some joke that he was wasting his time, telling him her boobs were so small, there wasn't anything to look at. Then, for some unknown reason, he told her he knew exactly how she felt because he was small, too. I guess at first Alison didn't understand, but, what he was telling her was he had a small penis, and once she realized that, they both started telling each other stories of how they had both been embarrassed and humiliated in PE class, and with other boys and girls. Before long, they'd made a deal to show each other – she was going to let him see her tiny boobs and he was going to show her his small cock. When the time came, she took off her top and bra and he dropped his pants and underwear. Unfortunately for him, he got a woody in front of her. Alison told me, quite frankly, that she received a tremendous thrill when she took her top and bra off in front of him. To her, this was the most erotic and exciting thing that ever happened to her, and when she saw his little cock get hard, that's when the idea of asking him to help her be submissive took form. "He was so small," she told me, "and when I saw him get hard looking at me, it just made sense that he might like to see me completely naked and do sexual things to me. Plus," Alison added, "I knew it couldn't hurt me that much....... if he put it in me, I mean." Alison went on to tell me they made a deal; he was horny for her and she knew it. She knew he'd probably agree to anything to get in between her legs, and so she just flat out proposed a mutually beneficial arrangement – she would give herself to him completely and without any reservations, and in return, he'd treat her as his submissive and make her do the things she'd only dreamed about. They planned it out to the smallest detail, too. She gave him a list of things she wanted him to make her do, and he gave her a list of things he wanted to do to her. They created a script – where she would come to his house playing the role of a submissive slut looking for cock. He'd play the dominant partner and he'd make her do things – the nasty things that were on her list. She'd play the willing, submissive slut and by the time their evening was over, she'd finally get a real taste of being submissive, he'd get a chance to fuck her, and for her – it wouldn't be too painful or uncomfortable because his cock was so small. In her mind, it was the perfect opportunity. They even rehearsed what they were going to do without actually doing anything – no touching and no undressing. They made changes to their script until they were both satisfied and then, they set a date, which was supposed to be tonight because Alison knew our parents were going to be gone for several hours. I held Alison next to me and kissed her gently up and down her neck while she told me the whole story. I never interrupted her while she spoke, not even once – I just held her gently, rubbed her back and applied little kisses to her soft skin as she talked. A few times, I knew I was getting to her because I felt goose bumps on her skin, especially when I blew warm air around her ear and down her back. By the time she was done telling me all this, her trembling had stopped and her breathing was back to normal. After she stopped talking, I reached down under her chin and tilted her head to mine and I kissed her on the lips very softly. Then, I kissed her again, this time harder and I opened my mouth as we kissed. Alison, moaned as she opened her mouth, too – yielding to my probing tongue. This was, perhaps, the most profound instant of our experience so far, and as we kissed, I was kissing someone I loved in a romantic way, not simply kissing my sister. Our kiss went on for a long time, and her hands descended from around my neck and found their way to the sides of my face and she held me to her as our kissing got more and more urgent. I was literally out of breath and my heart was pounding as we kissed each other with total abandon, and when the kiss was over, I was aching for more – to kiss her more and, to love her like a man would love a woman. We stood there for a minute just looking at one another, and in that minute, I think we both realized there was something else going on between us – something real and something neither one of us had ever felt before. My cock was hard, and I mean it was as hard as a steel pipe in my pants. But, I knew we had to get on with it. The time was clicking away and there were things that needed to be done. I sat back down on the bed and looked up at her. "Give me your hands." I said, and when she did, I placed them on my shoulders and told her to keep them there. Then, slowly, as not to frighten her, I reached out and pushed her shorts all the way down her legs and told her to step out of them. Lifting first one foot and then the other, she did exactly as I asked, and once I pulled her shorts away from her feet and tossed them across the floor, I asked her to spread her feet apart. "A little more." I said, urging her knees apart with my hands. Finally, when her feet were far enough apart, I ran my hands up the inside of her legs, stopping just short of her panty covered pussy, and then I looked up at her and spoke. "I want to look at you in your panties now." I said softly. "I'll probably touch you, too. This will be something you'll do for me each day from now on. You're not to pull back or stop me in any way, Alison. You just stand there and let me do whatever I want to do. It will please me very much if you're a good girl when we do this. Do you understand?" Alison knew exactly what was coming next. She started breathing through her mouth again, and her chest was rising and falling as she panted lightly. "Yes." She answered. I could barely hear her answer and I almost made her answer me again, but then I thought better of it. I'm sure she was experiencing a plethora of emotions and feelings, especially if I was the first person to ever touch her there, and right now, I didn't want her to do anything except concentrate on how I was making her feel. My Submissive Little Sister Ch. 01 Gently, I reached behind her with my left hand and placed it on her bare butt cheek. Then, I moved that same hand lower and between her legs until my fingers found the tiny strip of material that covered the back of her pussy. Alison moaned as my fingers made their first intimate contact with her, and even though I was only touching her panties, she knew only a sliver of fabric separated her vaginal opening from my finger tips. I could feel the warmth of her pussy and I could feel her wetness, too, but I stopped there – with my fingers just barely grazing the panty covering her lips. I pressed my fingertips into the fabric and I heard a sharp intake of breath from my little sister. Her eyes were closed tightly and she was clutching my shoulders now, but, she hadn't moved and she hadn't pulled back. While I looked up at her, I moved my right hand between her thighs and began to slide it up her leg. Slowly it started to rise and when I was just a mere fraction of an inch from her pussy, I stopped. "Tell me something, Alison." I said clearly. "You know where my hand is headed. Do you want me to stop, or do you want me to continue?" "Don't stop." Alison croaked. "No." I said. "That's not good enough, little sister. If you want me to touch you, you're going to have to ask me nicely. You're going to have to tell me what you want me to do." "Brett, please!" Alison moaned. "Just do it." "Sorry, little sister." I replied. "If you want your big brother to touch you through your panties, you're going to have to say it. And it better be convincing, too." "Come on, Brett...." She groaned. "Please don't make me say those things. I can't. I just can't." "Alison," I answered, "how do you ever expect to be a good submissive if you can't do what you're told? Besides, I can't read your mind, you know. If you want me to touch you, it's a simple enough thing to do. All you have to do is tell me. Now, try it again." Alison looked down at me and I could see the angst in her eyes. This was a big step for any submissive – the point where they first ask for what they want. It was awkward and uncomfortable, but, it was a necessary step in her training and I'm sure she knew she would eventually give in and say it. After another few seconds, I shrugged my shoulders and dropped my hands. "If you don't want to cooperate, then I guess we're done." I announced matter-of-factly. Then, reaching over across from me, I picked up her t-shirt and held it up for her. "No, Brett!" Alison exclaimed, squeezing down on my shoulders and lightly shaking me. "Don't stop, please don't stop." "You can't say you're submissive and then not do what you're told." I said to her. "It might be humiliating to say the words I asked you to say, but, how are you ever going to ask for something you're really yearning for if you can't follow simple directions like this?" I could see confusion in Alison's eyes and I knew she didn't know what to do and what to say. "Okay, let's try it like this." I said. "You answer yes or no to the questions I ask. Okay?" Alison nodded her head. "And I want you to be honest, too." I added. "Don't just say what you think I want you to say. I want your honest answers, got it?" She nodded her head again and I began asking simple Yes/No questions just to prove my point. "Are you a submissive person, Alison?" I asked. "Yes." She answered. "See, that's not so hard." I replied. "Now, do you really want to be sexually submissive to me?" "Yes." She answered, again. "Have you been okay with everything we've done so far?" I asked. "I mean, the way I undressed you and the way I've been touching you so far? The way we kissed? All of it?" "Oh Yes, Brett." She replied, reaching out to hold my hand. "Yes to all of it." Then, I asked, "And do you want me to continue knowing full well that I will eventually see and touch every inch of your body, have you completely naked before me, and that we're going to have sex?" "Yes, Brett, yes." Alison groaned. "Of course I know all that. And I really want all that to happen." "I see." I replied. I held Alison's hand in mine and I leaned in to kiss her on the lips. Then, stepping back from her, I told her she had to learn to trust me. I told her that without trust and obedience, a submissive cannot exist since that is the basis of being able to give up control. "Now," I said, as I sat on the bed and pulled her in between my knees, "let's try it again." I put my left hand around her and immediately felt for the back of her panties between her butt cheeks. Then, I put my right hand on her upper thigh, just below her pussy, and looked up at her. Alison, swallowed hard and squeezed her eye lids closed several times before she looked down at me. "Yes," she said, softly but clearly, "I want my big brother to touch me.... to touch my pussy." I was about to do exactly as she requested, but Alison grabbed my shoulders and dug her fingernails into me. When I looked up at her, she clinched her jaw and said, "And, I want more, Brett. I want my big brother to make me his submissive – totally and completely. I want him to make love to me gently, and then I want him to fuck me so hard I can feel his cock slamming into me and filling my pussy. I want him to make me cum in every way possible. I want him to know my body and everything about it, and I want to learn all his kinks and all his desires and I want him to teach me exactly what to do to please him and to pleasure him. I want to be yours, big brother. In every way a woman can belong to a man, I want to belong to you." "There." She said. "Is that good enough?" I stood up and put my arms around Alison and held her close to me. "Yes, little sister." I said softly, "That's good enough." I lowered my hand between our bodies and I touched her panty covered pussy. She shuffled her feet to give me more room, and when she did, I was able to place the palm of my hand directly on the tiny gusset of her thong. I began to press up into her, feeling the warmth and wetness of her pussy give way to my probing fingers pushing into the fabric of her panties. "I will do all those things and more, Alison." I whispered in her ear. "I'm going to show you everything you need to know and I'm going to give you more pleasure than you ever imagined possible." My fingers pushed under the edge of her panties and when they came into contact with her bare pussy lips, she wiggled herself eagerly to get my fingers between her pussy lips and then she thrust her crotch against my hand. Her wetness was thick and slippery and as soon as my fingers felt their way between her lips, it was like a dam broke inside of her and my hand was flooded with her female lubrication. I tried to avoid my desire to push my finger up into her, knowing she was a virgin, but I don't think she cared. Alison started to grunt as she wrapped her arms around me tightly and ground her crotch against my hand. Trying hard not to poke my finger up into her, I felt around for the little button between her lips and when I found it, she slumped in my arms and pounded herself against my hand. Again and again she rubbed herself against my fingers and I had to try very hard to keep my fingertip against her clit because she was so wet and slippery. My little sister was clutching at my back, holding me against her while she feverously masturbated herself on my hand, and for a second, she looked up at me and I saw something in her eyes I hadn't seen before – the determined look of a female who wanted something, and she wanted it now. She wanted to cum, and I knew it. The way she was rubbing against my hand and the sounds she was making was obvious, and as she looked into my eyes, I told her it was okay. "Go ahead." I said, as we stared at each other. "Make yourself cum. It will be the first of many orgasms you have tonight." She stayed like that for several minutes, just looking up at me – staring at me while she rubbed herself against my hand and fingers. I turned my head to kiss her and when our lips met, it was like a surge of electricity discharged between our lips. She opened her mouth and devoured my tongue, sucking it deeply into her mouth and panting for air all at the same time. Her panties were drenched by now and I could feel her wetness completely covering my hand. I moved my hand around so I could press my thumb against her clit and rub my fingers up and down between her pussy lips and around the entrance to her vagina. When I did this, she began to pant erratically, and the speed of her thrusting against my fingers increased. Despite my previous decision not to push my fingers up inside her vagina, I pressed one of my fingers barely into her opening and held it there. When I did, she groaned out loud and started to moan. "Yes, Brett." She moaned to me. "Right there. That's it.... right there." For the life of me, I wanted to extend my finger up into her and bury that finger all the way into her pussy and let her ride it for all she was worth, but, I knew I couldn't do that. Taking her virginity was a big piece of her submission and quite honestly, I wanted to save her maidenhead for when we made love. I'd take it, yes, but not now – not like this. Instead, I increased the pressure of my thumb on her clit and started laying little kisses up and down her neck again. I knew it wouldn't be long before she had her orgasm, but I wasn't ready for it when I took her ear lobe into my mouth and began to suck on it lightly. Alison went wild when I did this, bucking wildly against my hand until she suddenly stopped and started to tremble in my arms. Her face was turning seriously red and she didn't seem to be breathing. All of a sudden, she screamed, "Oh, Brett!" My little sister started to convulse as I held her, and then went totally limp in my arms. I tried my best to hold her up, I even had to take my hand out of her panties and use both arms to hold her up so she wouldn't fall. Her arms were still wrapped around me, but she wasn't doing much to hold herself up, so I just held her until she shaking stopped and her climax passed. This was, without a doubt, the strongest and most powerful orgasm I'd ever personally witnessed from any female in my whole life. And I knew Alison wasn't faking it, either – my hand was completely soaked with her juices and judging from the way she was shaking and panting and convulsing, I doubt seriously an eighteen year old virgin had learned to fake an orgasm this well. I held Alison up, wrapping my arms around her body and holding her close to me. Her head was resting on my chest and she was trying to catch her breath, and I held her for at least several minutes while she recovered. When she finally lifted her head and looked up at me, she simply said, "That was amazing, Big Brother." Looking down into Alison's eyes, I smiled and leaned down to kiss the side of her neck. "Yes, it was." I replied. "But, we're not done yet. Not by a long shot." To be continued. My Submissive Little Sister Ch. 02 Within a few minutes, my little sister, Alison, had recovered from the colossal finger diddling I gave her deep inside her panties. After making sure she'd be able to stand on her own two feet after her thunderous orgasm, I relaxed my hug and leaned back to look at her. I had to chuckle to myself at the way she thrashed and then went limp in my arms as she came. I was impressed at the massiveness of what she experienced, and apparently, Alison was impressed, too, judging by the look of complete exhaustion on her face. "I'm going to want those panties." I said to my little sister, pointing down to the thong she was wearing. "That's going to be one of our hard and fast rules from now on." I added. "I'll collect your panties periodically and you might end up going through three or four pairs a day, but, don't worry - I'll make sure you have enough clean ones." Alison giggled and then blushed as she pushed her thumbs into the elastic band of her underwear as if she was going to skim them down her legs and give them to me, but, I stopped her. "Hold on." I said quickly. "I'll want to take them off myself...... that's part of the fun for me, but, I want to save that until we have time for me to really enjoy them the way those panties deserve to be enjoyed. We have something more important to do right now." I reached my hand out to Alison and waited until she took it in hers. Then, without further explanation, I led her out of my room, down the hall and directly into her own room. I pulled her in front of her computer desk and told her she needed to email her friend Brent and break their date. Alison started to pull out her chair to sit down, but, I told her I had something else in mind. Pulling the chair completely away from her desk, I put my hands on her hips and positioned her right in front of her keyboard and then pulled her back towards me two steps. Then, reaching down and tapping the inside of her knees, I told her to spread her feet apart. Immediately, she did so, and once she was settled, I put my hand on her shoulders and applied a little downward pressure. "Bend over at the waist." I instructed. I pressed on her back until she was bent over with her butt stuck out in a very unlady like position. I continued to push her down until she could rest her forearms on the desk and easily reach the keyboard. Then, I told her she was going to send a short, but clear email to Brent telling him something had come up and she'd be completely indisposed all weekend. I also told her to tell him she'd catch up with him at school after the weekend to explain. "That's all I want you to say." I told her. "Short and sweet, and that's it." "There's no school on Monday." Alison informed me. "It's a planning day for the teachers." "Good." I replied. "Then we can spend the day together while Mom and Dad are at work. Go ahead and send him the email and we'll worry about what to tell him later." Alison didn't question my direction at all. In fact, I think she felt relieved to break her rendezvous with Brent after hearing what I was offering her. And for the time being, this was the first step in getting Brent out of the picture. So, as Alison bent over to get her email started and begin working on the note, I busied myself by bending down behind her and staring in between her legs from the back. Now, I've always enjoyed looking at a female from behind, and even more so if she's standing right in front of me wearing panties. But, this was the first time a beautiful girl was bent over in front of me with her legs spread who would, for a lack of better terms, let me do anything I wanted to her. This would be an opportunity for me to enjoy the view of my little sister in her panties, and, to begin indoctrinating Alison into the finer points of my panty fetish. Carefully, I reached up and put my hands on her butt cheeks, touching her briefly with just my fingertips and then resting each of my hands on the soft cheeks of her ass. I massaged her butt for a bit, and then slowly began to pull her cheeks apart. Almost immediately, I could see the back of her thong as it traveled up and down her crack, and as I spread her open some more, I could finally see the crinkled rim of her anus and the very bottom portion of her pussy lips. The position she was in was perfect for rear-end viewing. He legs were spread just enough so I could see the full width of her mound between her legs, as well as her panty as it covered her pussy lips. Her panties were indeed soaked. Even if I hadn't felt their wetness while I was masturbating her earlier, I could now actually see that they were sopping wet. These panties would be a treasure to have once I took them off her, and for a few seconds, I wondered how she would react when she saw me sniffing and sucking the juices out of the gusset of her thong. My hopes would be that she would get aroused seeing me enjoying her panties, but, whether she did or didn't would deter me from doing it. If she was going to be my submissive, she'd have to get used to the idea that her panties were going to play a big part in my pleasure, and if she was smart, she'd understand the importance of playing along. It wasn't the right time to tell her, but, I made a mental note of the fact that this might be the last time she ever wore a thong -- at least in the foreseeable future. I much preferred full back bikini panties or boy shorts, and that would be one of our rules. But, for now, I was enjoying the view too much to worry about any of that. What an amazing sight it was -- and as I kneeled behind her while she was bent over and spread apart, all I wanted to do was impale my nose against that tiny triangle of fabric that snugly covered the entrance to my little sister's eighteen year old virgin pussy. I swear, I would have loved to lick her as she stood bent over like that. I probably could have spent a good hour just licking up and down her beautiful crack, tonguing her and nibbling at her panties, but I knew I needed to take her training slowly -- one step at a time. But, soon, the time would come when I would thrust my face into her crotch from behind and take my pleasure. I wasn't hearing any clicking of the keys on the keyboard, so I peered around from behind her beautiful butt to see what she was doing. I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised to see Alison leaning down on her computer desk with a dreamlike look on her face and her eyes closed. Quickly, I reached up and smacked her right butt cheek smartly with the open palm of my hand -- not very hard, but hopefully enough to give her a little tingle. "Ooohhh!" She exclaimed, rising up and reaching back to sooth her stinging cheek. "Alison!" I said sternly, standing up next to her. "What were you supposed to be doing?" In the matter of an instant, she realized she was supposed to be sending the email to Brent, and not daydreaming or thinking about what I was doing to her bottom. "I'm sorry." She said, continuing to rub her butt. "I know..... I was supposed to be sending the email." I placed my hand on her shoulders and pressed her forward and down. In turn, she bent at the waist again and pulled the keyboard to where she needed it and began typing. Rather than bend down behind her again, I dropped my hand to the cheeks of her ass and I started to gently rub where I'd spanked her. Then, I let my hand wander to the crack of her ass and slowly pushed my fingers down into her crack. Obviously distracted by where my fingers were going, my little sister's typing stopped. I immediately pulled my hand out of her crack and slapped her ass again, exactly where I'd spanked her before. This time, she didn't move, rise up and she didn't say anything. Her hand reached for the mouse and then her fingers began to type. My hand drifted back to the crack of her ass and this time, I felt around for her anus with my fingertips. Once I found it and touched it through the strap of her thong, my little sister moaned, wiggled her bottom a bit, and spread her feet further apart. As my finger felt around the edges of her thong to play with the sensitive tissues surrounding her anus, I glanced up to see what she was doing, I read her note to Brent and it was exactly what I requested -- short and to the point. When she clicked the send button, we both watched and waited to make sure the email was gone, and when I saw the notification that the email had been successfully sent, I placed my left hand on her back to keep her from standing up. "Given the way you were distracted from your task and the way you wiggled that cute little butt of yours," I said softly, "I get the definite impression you'd enjoy me touching you some more back there. But, I should warn you, little sister, I'm not like those boys at your school who might be bashful about touching or fucking a girl's ass. So, another rule we'll have is that you are always to be fresh and clean for me back there...... and I mean clean enough to kiss and lick. Is that clear?" Alison turned her head to look back at me the best she could and she nodded her head. "Yes, Brett." She answered clearly. "I just took a shower an hour ago. I can go clean myself off with a washcloth if you want me to, though." "No." I answered. "I just want you to keep in mind what I said." I kept my one hand on her back and started to explore between her legs with my other hand. I was making these wide, sweeping circles down over her butt cheeks, then directly between her legs and over her pussy and then up her crack. I intentionally let my fingers drag slowly over her anus as I did this, and when my fingers were between her legs, I made sure I applied some pressure to her pussy lips so she would feel my fingers there, too. I kept this exact pattern of touching going for several minutes as I held her in this bent over position -- long enough for her to get used to the idea that I would be touching her everywhere, including her anus. And, while I repeated the cycle of stroking and touching, I pressed the front of my jeans into her hip as if I was dry humping her. "Feel that, little sister?" I asked as I gently pushed into her. "That's your big brother's cock, which by the way, you've made very hard and anxious. It won't be too much longer before I'll let you give it some attention, and I'm really looking forward to that." As I stopped speaking, I pushed the string of her thong out of the way and gently laid one of my fingertips at the exact center of her butt hole. Without any lube, sticking my finger in her butt was out of the question. However, applying just a tiny bit of pressure brought about the same reaction I was looking for, and when Alison laid her upper body down on the computer table and relaxed her butt muscles, I think she accepted the fact that her butt was eventually going to be one of my play toys. Up to now, I'd left my sister dressed in her bra and panties and done a few things to test her resolve about being my submissive. So far, she'd passed all the tests with flying colors -- she let me take off her shirt and shorts; she let me touch her outside her panties; she let me wiggle a finger under the edge of her panties and masturbate her, and, she let me touch her asshole. But it was time to up the ante. I decided it would be best to take the next step back in my room. Knowing I'd be removing the rest of her clothes, I didn't want her to have the familiar feeling of her own bedroom lessen the intense sensations she'd feel as I took first her bra, and then her panties away from her. I wanted her to feel vulnerable and uncomfortable in her nakedness. Being in her bra and panties was one thing, but being naked in a place where you're not used to being naked is another. This might be hard for her, I knew it -- and it might scare her to the point where she might change her mind about being a submissive. But, it had to be done. I took my hand off her shoulders and asked her to stand up. When she turned to look at me, I asked, "How do you feel so far? You still want to go through with this?" "Oh, yes, definitely!" She replied emphatically, smiling back at me. "I'm fine. This isn't exactly what I expected, but yeah, I'm fine." "What do you mean, this wasn't what you expected?" I asked. "Well, I have this DVD......" Alison began, "it's one of those triple X-rated things..... and anyway..... they get this girl and force her to do all kinds of things in that movie. They hold her down and, uh.... you know.... make her suck them and then they do it to her. That's kind of what I was expecting." I wasn't trying to make my sister feel bad, but, I couldn't help laughing. "Alison," I chuckled, "first of all, you know that's a porn actress doing that stuff, right? She's probably been having sex professionally for years." She just looked at me and shrugged her shoulders. "I guess so." She answered. "You've never even had a boyfriend for more than a week." I said. "Just be patient and we'll work up to all that other stuff, okay? I'll watch the movie with you and you can show me what you're interested in. How about that?" A big smile beamed from my little sister's face. "That would be so great. I'd love for you to watch it with me." "We'll watch it this evening, then." I replied. "But, Alison, I personally think it's important for any girl's first time with a man to be a loving and gentle thing. Your first time should be more like making love, and not like you're being held down. It should be soft, gentle, enjoyable and pleasurable. After that, I promise I'll fuck your brains out and make you do all kinds of seriously nasty things." My sister threw herself into my arms and hugged me tightly. "I love you, Brett." She said softly. "And I'd really like you to be my first lover.... the first man to make love to me. But after that, I'm going to hold you to your promise!" A sly grin appeared on Alison's face and I think we'd come to an understanding. I had a pretty good idea what was on the DVD she'd been watching and clearly, she wasn't ready for that kind of serious, hardcore sex. But, she made it clear it was something she was interested in once she lost her virginity, and that was just fine with me. "So," I said, as she grinned at me, "where's that DVD you've been watching?" Alison reached for her backpack and pulled out a folded manilla envelope. Opening it up, she reached in and handed me the case. I looked at the cover and then looked back up at her face in surprise. "Diary of a Submissive Schoolgirl Slut?" I asked. She blushed as I looked up at her, and then hunching her shoulders she reached out to the DVD case I was holding and turned it over so I could see the back. There were several pictures on the back cover depicting the scenes on the DVD. There were pictures of young looking girls in short schoolgirl skirts and panties being spanked and mouth fucked. One picture showed a crying girl holding her skirt up and with her panties pulled down to her knees, and, she was standing in front of a group of four guys who were all stroking their cocks. Another picture showed a girl with white, knee high socks being fucked hard from behind, and there was a bigger picture of a girl with a cock being forced down her mouth and she was gagging and crying. "Alright," I said, "we'll watch this later and we can talk about what you like and what you don't like. But, tell me this," I asked, "does the idea of being a submissive schoolgirl slut turn you on?" Even before Alison answered, I could tell it excited her. Her eyes were moving back and forth and I knew she was trying to come up with the words to answer me. "Just say yes, or, no." I said. "I'm not going to judge you." "Yes." My little sister answered. "Well, this kind of turns me on, too." I replied. "So, we have something to work with now. You know, something we can use as an example." I could see the sparkle in Alison's eyes and I detected a glimmer of hope in her facial expression when I said we could use it as an example. And I was serious about doing that, too. I've always been a fan of the whole 'Schoolgirl' thing. Short skirts, knee socks, white panties and bare pussies...... who wouldn't like that? But, I needed to get back to business with Alison, especially if we were going to have time to watch that DVD tonight. There were several more things I wanted to do before our parents got home, and time was clicking away. I led Alison back to my room and sat down in my desk chair. Then, pulling her close to me, I positioned her between my legs and looked up into her eyes. "It's time for me to undress you the rest of the way, little sister." I said. I paused for a few seconds to let my words sink in. I wanted her to feel a little uneasy and uncomfortable right now. I could have just unsnapped her bra and yanked her panties down, but, I felt strongly that she needed this step to be somewhat of an embarrassing and humiliating episode that she'd have to endure. And if she did okay, then I could go to the next step. "It'll be your bra first." I added. "And, I'll need to inspect and examine your breasts for a while before I lower your panties." Alison closed her eyes and took a huge breath. At first, I thought she might pull the plug and run back to her room and shut the door on me. But after a second, she looked at me through squinted eyes and with a very soft voice began to say something. "Please don't laugh at me, Okay?" She begged. "What?" I replied, not having any idea what she was talking about. "My breasts." She answered. "Please don't laugh when you see them. Okay?" "Alison," I answered, sympathetically, "why do you think I'd laugh at your breasts?" "It's happened before, Brett." She replied, sighing. "In PE class the girls used to make fun of me 'cause they're..... uh..... a little weird. They're horrible and I hate them." "I already told you I like small breasts and I'm sure yours are lovely." I said. She hung her head and pulled her hands up to her bra and covered herself. When she looked up at me, there were tears starting to build in her eyes. I'd seen this look on her face before -- when she was young, and I knew it meant she was close to breaking down. I'd already said everything I could to assure her I'd love her breasts, but, somehow she wasn't emotionally ready to take the next step. "Do you want to stop?" I asked. "We can stop everything right now, or, we can put it on hold, or whatever you want to do." "No, I don't want to stop!" She said firmly. "I just don't want to disappoint you. You've been so good to me with all of this...... so understanding and nice about everything. I just don't want you to be repulsed or feel cheated when you see me." I reached up and gently took her hands away from her bra and held them between us. Looking at her, I squeezed her hands and told her if she wanted to keep going, I was going to have to take her bra off her, there was no way around it. "You have to be brave and trust me, Alison." I didn't wait for her to answer. I simply guided her hands to her side and pressed them against her hips like I did before, indicating I wanted them to stay there. Then I leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips and while I did, I reached around to feel for the clasp at the back of her bra strap. I felt her flinch when she realized I was reaching for the clasp, and once I found it, I unhooked the strap and let it fall. The anxiety in her eyes was apparent and once I unhooked the strap, she looked away from me and down at the floor. I felt so much compassion for what she was going through, that I almost stopped and rehooked the bra. But, after the speech I gave her about being brave and trusting me, I felt I had to follow through. So, I reached up to the thin shoulder straps and pulled them down over her shoulders. The only reason the bra didn't fall away was that her arms, pinned to her side, kept the bra against her body. Knowing full well that the next move I made would expose her breasts to me, I reached up and put my fingers under her chin and tilted her head up. My Submissive Little Sister Ch. 02 "Don't look away." I said as I wiped a lone tear away from her eye. "Keep looking at me as I take this off you." She did as I asked, and she kept her eyes on me as I reached up to the cups of her bra and pulled the garment away from her body. I hadn't realized earlier just how thick the padding was in the cups of her bra, but as I pulled it away it became obvious to me that the bra was almost all padding. I looked down at her as I pulled her bra free from her chest, down her arms and away from her body. Then, tossing it on the pile with her shirt and shorts, I took my first good look at my little sister's bare chest. Her breasts were unusual, that's for sure. But, if she was worried I wasn't going to like them, she was incredibly mistaken. I guess the best way to describe them would be 'tiny' and 'puffy'. At the base, each breast couldn't have been more than two inches in diameter, and they stuck out from her chest maybe two inches. They had a 'pear shape'; perfectly round at the base and then an inch up, they were all nipple...... exquisite looking pink nipples, immaculately and flawlessly formed, pointing straight out, away from her body. My cock lurched in my pants as I looked at her breasts closely, and the one thing that came to mind as I stared at her was that I'd probably be able to suck her entire breast into my mouth, and suckle the life out of her. Talk about hot..... her breasts were a dream come true for me and the more I looked at them, the more I was ready to inspect and examine them -- with my fingers and with my mouth. "Do you remember when we were first talking and I told you there would be punishments if you were bad?" I asked, looking down at her with as solemn of a face as I could muster. "Uh huh." She answered, nodding her head up and down. "Well, congratulations. You've earned your first punishment." I added. "So, tonight before Mom and Dad get home, you'll be spanked, over my knee, and you'll be naked." "Spanked?" She asked. "What for?" "Because you lied to me." I replied. "You even promised you wouldn't lie, remember?" "I haven't lied to you about anything, Brett." She exclaimed, almost interrupting me. "Didn't you say a few minutes ago your breasts were horrible? You went on and on about them being weird." I reminded her. "Did you forget saying all that?" "I remember," she said, quickly, "but, I......" "No 'buts', little sister." I said, firmly. "You lied. You got me all concerned and worried over absolutely nothing. And for that, you'll be punished. End of discussion." Alison was completely confused. It was obvious she had no idea what I was talking about. But, I made my point clear when I reached down for her hand and pulled it across the space between us and held the palm of her hand against my crotch. "Does this feel like I think your breasts are horrible? I asked. When she didn't answer right away, I pressed her hand harder into my jeans, right against the steel pole trapped inside my pants. "Feel it." I said, dropping my own hand and leaving hers there pressing against my cock. "Go ahead, Alison, feel it. You deserve to know why you're going to be spanked. Feel how hard and long you've made me." A look of wonder came over my little sister's face as her hand began to move across the front of my jeans, feeling the length and hardness of my erection. She looked up at me and I saw a little smile start to creep up at the corners of her mouth. "Satisfied?" I asked. "Jeez." She said, almost whispering. "Looking at my breasts did that?" "So you agree you deserve to be spanked for lying?" I said, ignoring her question. "If you say so." She said, giggling. I reached down and pressed her hand over the hardness in my pants with one hand, and then wrapped my free arm around her and pulled her into me, trapping her hand against my crotch. "Your breasts are amazing, little sister. And I'd be very careful in the future about what you say unless you like the idea of being spanked." Alison turned her face up to mine and we kissed again, just like we kissed before. Her mouth was incredibly inviting and each time we took a breath and resumed our kiss, I felt it became more and more urgent. When our kiss broke, her free hand found its way to the back of my neck and she pulled her head against my chest, whispering, "Please do something about making love to me soon. This is so overwhelming." I smiled to myself at her frustration level, but my smile quickly faded when I saw what time it was on the clock sitting next to my bed: 8:14 PM. "Alison," I said, softly, "it's already after eight o'clock and we haven't eaten yet. Do you want to stop for dinner, or just keep going?" "Oh, let's keep going." She whispered. "I don't give a damn about food right now." "Then we better get on with the inspection and examination of your gorgeous breasts." I replied. We both took a small step back and Alison pulled her hand away from my crotch. I pointed to the bed and asked her to sit down, and once she did, I asked her to scoot her butt all the way to the edge of the bed. Then, I got down on my knees between her legs which brought her breasts to the same level as my face. I guess I should have been more ceremonial about it, but, by now the throbbing of my cock had gone on too long, and after I'd seen and touched per panties, and now seen her tiny boobs, I had no choice but to reduce my 'so called' breast inspection and exam to a glorified tongue bath. I carefully reached out and placed my hands on each of her little orbs the same way you would grasp a door knob. The entirety of each petite breast fit easily within the palm of my hand, and as I closed my fingers around her small, puffy nipples, Alison began to moan. All I had done was touch her and she was starting to moan as if I was already making love to her! Then, as if some magical force was guiding me, I leaned my head into her chest and captured one of her nipples in my mouth while I fingered the other one. Without even intentionally trying, my mouth latched on to that nipple and I began to suck. I kid you not, as I started to suck her nipple, I felt something amazing in my mouth and before I knew it, I was sucking her whole breast. My mouth was sealed tightly around the base of her boob, and her nipple had elongated, and the rest of her breast conformed perfectly to the curvature of my tongue and the roof of my mouth! I pulled all the way off her boob and stared down at it, and then leaned in again and took her entire boob in my mouth just as I did before. Instantly, I felt like I could suckle her glorious breasts for hours -- and I'm not talking about simply sucking and playing with her nipples. Every man knows you can suck or lick a woman's nipples for ten or maybe twenty minutes straight with no problems at all, but any longer than that, your mouth is going to get tired and sore. But, as I sucked my little sister, it took no effort at all and the size and shape of her boob fit the inside of my mouth perfectly. It was as if instinct, or, mother nature took over because once I latched on, my eyes closed and I felt my tongue massaging her as if I was actually nursing. I wasn't the only one fascinated with my discovery, either. I felt my sister's hands on the side of my face, guiding me and holding me to her breast. "Oh, Brett." Alison moaned. "What are you doing to me?" I pulled back from Alison's breast again and looked up at her. "Am I hurting you?" I asked. "Oh, no. It feels wonderful!" She gasped. "But when you were sucking, I could feel it all the way down there, Brett. You know, between my legs." The boob I'd been sucking was slightly red, and the nipple was a little distended, so I decided to switch to the other breast. I leaned over toward it, and when I did, Alison's hands immediately cradled my head, brought me to her breast and I opened my mouth. Just as before, once I started to suck it only took a slight effort to open my mouth enough to get the rest of her boob between my lips and then all I had to do was start sucking. Magically, her boob conformed to the shape of my mouth and in a matter of seconds, I was happily and contently suckling my little sister's breast. Never, in my nearly twenty eight years, have I ever experienced such a satisfying tit sucking experience. And in the grand scheme of things, I think nipple attention is mostly intended for the benefit of the woman. But, sucking my little sister's breasts was so fundamentally satisfying to me, I began to wonder if I was the one getting the pleasure, and not her. Unfortunately, I got carried away and without realizing it, I was eagerly suckling her and unintentionally pushing her backwards. She was trying hard to remain upright, sitting on the bed, but after a few minutes of fighting me, she finally laid back on the bed, pulling me with her, leaving my mouth still firmly attached to her breast. After a second, we rolled onto our sides with me still suckling her and with her gently cradling my head in her hands. Seizing the moment, I pulled off her breast and reached for one of her hands and pushed it down between her legs. Then holding her hand there, I asked her to do something for me I'm sure she didn't expect. "Touch yourself while I suck your tits." I said, breathlessly, looking into her eyes. "Inside your panties, Alison...... touch your pussy for me." Then, I went back to sucking her and once I'd latched on to her breast again, I felt small movements between us, and I knew she was doing as I requested - she was masturbating while I sucked her. Everything started to get jumbled and frantic in my head as I sucked. My cock was throbbing and my pants felt tight and uncomfortable. I could feel my sister's heart racing inside her chest as I suckled her, and I could feel the small movements of her hand inside her panties as she touched herself. I was enjoying suckling her more than I'd ever enjoyed sucking a woman's breasts before, and with each passing moment, my emotions swelled more and more and I was filled with a curious need to hold her, kiss her and make immediate, passionate love to my little sister. I felt Alison move and I pulled off her breast to look up at her face. When I did, she reached down as if she was trying to kiss me, and without even thinking, I reached up to her and our lips met. Her mouth was hungry and impatient for me, just as mine was for hers, so I inched up toward her face so we could have our kiss. My hands went to her breasts and I gently tweaked her nipples, barely squeezing them and then releasing them over and over. Her hand began moving wildly down below us, and she was having a hard time kissing me and breathing at the same time. I broke our kiss and looked down between us -- trying to see what she was doing down there, but all I could see was her arm stretched down across her belly. "I want you to make yourself cum." I whispered. "When you're ready...... just let it happen." My hands continued their tender touching at her breasts, and our eyes became locked together in some kind of unbreakable trance. The look on her face was one of intensity. There was no shame in her face - no embarrassment and no holding back. She was breathing hard and her face was flushed, and another few seconds later, she closed her eyes, laid her head back and let out a moan that started softly and went on for at least fifteen seconds. After that, I felt her body go limp and her eyes popped opened and she looked at me. I knew she was on the verge of her climax. "Go with it." I whispered. "Keep looking at me while you cum." My sister's eyes were fluttering back and forth, looking into mine as she frigged herself. Her moaning changed into little sounds each time she took a breath, but finally, her cheeks got red and her body went totally rigid. As her lips started to quiver, I pinched down on her nipples with my fingertips and Alison opened her mouth, gasping for air. She started to shake and shudder, thrashing beside me as her climax spread through her body. I let go of her nipples and then pinched down on them again. I'm not sure if I was hurting her, or if the sensation was too much, but, she raised both of her hands to her breasts and grasped my hands, effectively stopping me from pinching her. I just watched her after that. Seeing her approach her climax and then watching her as she had her orgasm was an amazing sight. Seeing the changes in her body -- the way her face looked and the expression in her eyes...... the way she went limp and then thrashed next to me -- it was a combination of beauty and passion. When her breathing returned to normal, she looked at me and then turned away as if she was embarrassed. It was a cute reaction, and I was thankful for it because I was probably the first person to ever watch her cum. I couldn't help reaching for the hand that had been down inside her panties, and when I saw how it was drenched with her lubrication, I pulled it to my face and inhaled her scent. When she turned her head to look at me, I smiled at her, put her fingers in my mouth and sucked each finger gently, cleaning them of her juice and tasting my little sister's pussy for the first time. I savored this task, licking her fingers thoroughly up and down. And knowing these same fingers had just been down in her panties, touching her clit and her pussy lips, made it extra special for me. The taste in my mouth was her taste -- the essence of her girlhood...... the juices that were previously inside her pussy were now in my mouth and as I concentrated on the smell and taste, she watched me carefully. When I was done cleaning her vaginal secretions from her fingers, I smiled at her and she smiled back. "I thought you were going to do an inspection and examination of my little boobies?" She asked, giggling. "I did." I said, half smiling back at her. "Brett," she said, quietly, "I've never done that...... you know, touched myself, in front of anyone before." "It was beautiful." I replied. "I loved watching you cum, and I think we'll need to have a rule that you masturbate in front of me at least once a day from now on." Alison looked at me for a few seconds and then moved her face closer to mine -- close enough so she could rub her nose against mine. "I'd love to do that, big brother." She said, quietly. "I mean, I'd really love to do that for you." "And so, it's settled then." I answered. "Either naked, or in your panties, at least once a day you must masturbate for me." We shared a brief kiss and then I sat up on the bed and looked down at her. Glancing down between her thighs, I took a long look at the thong she was wearing and then looked back up at her face. "I need to remove your panties now, Alison." I said. "I've been saving this 'till last, and once I take them off of you, I'm going to have to look at you down there very closely. I want to study your pussy and look inside you. I expect you to cooperate and do exactly as I ask. Can you do that?" To be continued... My Submissive Little Sister Ch. 03 Alison’s face went blank when I told her it was time for me to remove her panties. I’m sure my little sister must have known this moment was coming – I’d already taken her shirt and shorts off, and then her bra, exposing her cute, petite breasts to me. And as I did all those things, I’d touched her all over her body, caressed her and suckled her breasts passionately. I’d even rubbed her virginal pussy, given her an orgasm, and then made her masturbate herself while I suckled her breasts. So far, she was doing well and even though I still half expected her to turn tail and run back to the safety of her own bedroom, we were getting closer and closer to a point where I hoped she wouldn’t. I know she was a little disappointed that I didn’t treat her like she expected to be treated – the way she saw those girls treated in the porn DVD she’d been watching. But, given the fact that my sister was still a virgin and had virtually no experience with boys, I think my methods were the right way to go. I guess in some way, she thought she could go directly from being an inexperienced virgin to a total submissive slut just by watching the DVD and wishing it would happen. She thought she could just bend over and take a cock in her pussy like those professional porn actresses – being pounded and fucked long and hard. She even thought she was going to take a cock up that cute little ass of hers and be immediately throat fucked. But, I knew better. I knew she needed to go slow and have some training. Sure, I was going to grant all her wishes, but, not in the first three hours! And, if she took the time to think about it, I’d already given her a two hour sample of light submission. I didn’t ask her permission when I took her shirt off – I just did it. And when I lowered her shorts to her knees and made her stand in front of me so I could see and touch her panties, I didn’t give her a choice in that, either. I just did it. When I bent her over in her thong, kneeled behind her and pulled her butt cheeks apart – I did that on my own, too. And, for sure - she didn’t willingly let me take her bra off. In fact, she earned herself a spanking for the fuss she caused as I was trying to remove it and see her little boobies. So, all in all, she’d already had a good two hour taste of being submissive to me. But, now, we were past the preliminaries. With everything I did and everything I said, if she was going to change her mind and call it off, I would think she would be pretty close to doing it. And, of course, once I removed her panties, my plan was to spend some time inspecting and getting to know my little sister’s pussy in a very intimate way. She was going to be on full display for me – wide open and totally exposed, and my intention was to see, touch and smell every bit of her down there. Obviously, at the top of my list was investigating and verifying her virginity. And while I knew a girl could be a virgin without having an intact hymen, I was curious to see how she looked down there. Obviously, the status of her hymen was a major consideration in how I’d proceed with making love to her the first time. So, my inspection of her pussy would include a thorough exam of her vaginal opening and the condition of her hymen. Even though she said she wanted to be my submissive, she’s still my little sister and despite what one would think, I had no intention or desire to hurt her, see her in a lot of pain or make her first sexual penetration a horrible event. “So,” I began speaking, “this is how we’re going to do this. You’re going to stand in front of me and I’m going to lower your panties to your knees and then I’m going to look at you for a while.” I prepared Alison, telling her I might have her turn around, or maybe even bend over for me so I could see her from behind without her panties. I told her I might touch her and I might ask her to hold herself open so I could see her better, or I might even have her touch herself. Yeah, I know I didn’t have to say any of that, but, I think part of her subconsciously wanted to experience the feelings of anxiety and anticipation before it actually happened, probably because just the thought of those things excited her so much. “Regardless of what I do, or, what I ask you to do,” I added, “you will go along with it and cooperate fully. I won’t have much patience with you if you misbehave, little sister. You already have one spanking coming, and I’m happy to spank you twice, or as many times as I need to if you disobey.” My little sister’s face was stoic as she looked at me, and I felt I needed to give her one last chance to change her mind before I removed her panties and began the process of intimately examining her teenage pussy. “Alison,” I said, reaching out to hold her hands, “I want you to fully understand what’s about to happen, here. I’m going to be taking your panties off and then I’m going to see you and touch you in a sexual way. So, if you’re having second thoughts, or, if you want to put a stop to this, you better do it right now because once I get started and get your panties off you, it’s almost a certainty you’ll end up with my cock inside you before the night is over. If you’re going to chicken out, now is the time.” I waited about thirty seconds for her to say something, and when she didn’t, I took her silence as her answer that I should continue and her blessing that she would be compliant. “Very well, then.” I finally said. I sat down on the edge of my bed and gestured for my little sister to move closer to me. When she did, I placed my hands on her hips and positioned her exactly where I wanted her. Then, without even looking up at her, I tapped the inside of her knees until she spread her feet about eighteen inches apart. Running my right hand up the outside of her thigh, I felt the smooth texture of her skin and stopped as I touched her hip. “I’m proud of you.” I said softly. “I know it took courage to let me do the things I’ve already done to you, and as we go forward, I hope you’ll continue to be courageous and trust me to know what’s right for you. If you can do that, all your dreams and expectations will be fulfilled.” Alison looked down at me and nodded her head, and that’s all I needed in the way of a response from her. In my mind, I had a plan on how this was going to happen. I was going to take my time and thoroughly enjoy myself. Hopefully, she’d enjoy it, too, and the next hour, or so, would set the stage for what would be a true metamorphosis in Alison’s life. She’d go from a gothic, smart mouthed teenager to a well behaved submissive young woman. I moved my hand between her legs and slid it up to her crotch and nestled my fingers into the soft, wet fabric of her panties. She was way beyond the point where she was simply wet, though. The material of her panties was completely soaked – not just where they covered her pussy, but the whole front panel of her thong was wet, too. This made me happy for several reasons, not just the fact she was super excited, but also because her panties would be a great prize for me to keep once I’d taken them off her. They’d bring me several days of pleasure as I smelled and sniffed them, and she’d remember this for a long time – how I took her panties and how I used them as a catalyst for my own carnal desires. I began to touch and feel her between her legs without any restrictions now, running my hand between her thighs and cupping her sodden panties with the palm of my hand. I let my fingers explore and press up into the material of her panties searching for her clit and for the folds of her pussy lips. I used the tips of my fingers to search out the exact tip of her clitoris and when I found it, I pressed my fingers against it until she let out a small moan. Then, I went searching for her vaginal opening, and when I found it, I pressed up against her panties until I felt the warmth of fresh pussy juice permeating the fabric. I realize most men don’t get off on panties as much as I do, but, having free reign to see and feel a girl’s panties as she’s wearing them is one of my most favorite things to do, and there was no way I was going to let any more time go by without spending time touching her through her panties and feeling her intimately through the thin material she thought would hide and cover her. My fingers were wet, and each time I rubbed them between her legs, they got wetter and I could smell more and more of her intoxicating female scent. I probably spent at least ten minutes touching her as she stood in front of me in her panties, and I probably could have spent another ten minutes, but my cock was very painful pinned up inside my pants and I knew I was going to have to let it out soon, so I decided to move on. Stroking her pussy gently, I looked up at her and said, “Alison, ask me to pull your panties down and look at your vagina.” I half expected Alison to choke, but, she didn’t, and as soon as I finished my request, she did what I asked in a most exemplary manner. “Brett,” she began, “would you please pull my panties down and then, would you please look at my vagina?” If my little sister had any hesitation or second thoughts, she surely wasn’t showing it to me. And, her words were clear and strong – she didn’t falter at all, and when she used the words ‘please’, I was impressed and I felt obligated to do just as she asked. But, I had a bit of a surprise for her, first. I leaned over to my side and reached for the handle of the large drawer of my computer desk. Then, quickly, so she wouldn’t have time to see the rest of the things I’d stashed in there, I opened the drawer and pulled out the blindfold that was hidden inside. The blindfold, I was sure, would add an unexpected touch of apprehension to what I was about to do to her. I wanted her to be filled with anxieties and nervousness as I pulled her panties off her hips and exposed her sex to me for the first time. The blindfold would serve two purposes – it should deprive her of one of her major senses, and it would keep her from seeing me naked, at least for now. I asked her to take a step back and when she did, I stood up next to her holding the blindfold in my hand, dangling it from my fingers. “What’s that for?” Alison asked. I didn’t answer my little sister’s question. In fact, I didn’t have any intention of saying anything that would make her feel comfortable or at ease right now. I wanted her to experience the feeling of being powerless – and wearing the blindfold while I stripped her naked and examined her pussy should allow her to live a feeling of being truly submissive. This is exactly what she wanted, and it was time to give her a little larger taste of what it feels like to give up control. Before I fastened the blindfold around her head, I took her hands and pulled them up to her tiny boobs. “Touch your breasts for me.” I said, gently. “Show me how you’d like them to be touched. Play with them like you would if you were lying in bed at night masturbating.” I’m sure Alison didn’t expect this, but, without questioning me, she cupped her cute little breasts in the palms of her hands and started to roll her nipples in between her thumb and first finger very lightly. “Good.” I said. “Keep doing that until I tell you to stop. Do whatever feels good to you.” Using my fingers, I pushed her gothic, black, dyed hair back behind her ears on both sides of her face. Then, without any delay, I placed the blindfold over her eyes and pulled the strap behind her head and pressed the velcro straps together, securing the blindfold firmly in place. Once I checked the blindfold’s fit over her eyes, I was ready for the next part of my plan. As she stood next to me playing with her nipples, blindfolded, and in her panties, I reached down to undo my belt and pulled it free from my jeans. Upon hearing the unmistakable sounds of me unbuckling my belt, she flinched a little and asked, “Am I going to get my spanking now?” “No.” I said. “Not yet. We’ll do that later…... probably right before Mom and Dad get home.” I’m sure her curiosity was running away with her now, and just to keep her guessing, I took a few steps away from her and with great care, I carefully unbuttoned my jeans and silently pulled my zipper down. Then, reaching into my boxers to hold my straining, throbbing cock up against my belly, I grasped my jeans and boxers, pushed them down below my knees and then pulled my feet out of them. Standing there naked from the waist down with my sister in the room was an exhilarating feeling, I can tell you that with complete honestly. My erection was swaying and bobbing as I pulled off my t-shirt, and once I was completely naked, I felt my cock twitch and tighten as I looked at Alison standing there in her panties. I couldn’t help reaching down to grasp my cock and stroke it a few times while I watched my little sister finger her nipples, but, I knew this was a dangerous thing to do in light of the fact I’d had a continuous hard-on for several hours now and I didn’t want to cum until the time was right. On the other hand, though, she’d already had at least two cums since she wandered into my room so innocently after our parents left, and I felt I was due some attention. Completely on impulse, I walked behind where she stood and just looked at her for a moment while I stroked my cock, and then unable to keep myself from doing it, I stepped right up behind her, wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled her back against my semi naked body. It caught her by surprise, but when she felt my nakedness and my hard cock pressing against her, she gasped. I held her tightly against me and pushed my pelvis into her, making sure she could feel the full strength of my turgid cock pressing into her butt. Then, as softly as I could, I whispered in her ear. “Feel that, little sister?” I said. “That’s my cock. It’s the cock that’s going to make love to you and make you a woman. It’s the cock that’s going to be fucking you daily from now on. It’s the cock you’re going to learn to please and suck.” Then after a short second, I added, “It’s the cock that’s going to fuck that cute little bottom of yours, too.” Alison didn’t say a word. She didn’t even move beyond the way she flinched and gasped when I yanked her body backwards into mine and she felt my cock poking into her. “Can I see it?” Alison asked, meekly. “No.” I answered. Then, dropping her hands from her breasts, she started to move her hands behind her and asked. “Well, can I at least touch it?” “Not yet.” I said, sternly. “You’ll get to feel it soon, though.” Reaching for her hands, I took them in mine and brought them up, telling her to clasp her hands behind her head. “Keep them there,” I said, calmly, “and spread your feet a little more.” Obediently, she clasped her hands behind her head and shuffled her feet apart several more inches, and when she did, I bent my knees and reached for my hardened cock. Pointing it between her legs from behind, I guided my hardness toward her pussy as if I was going to fuck her. Instead, though, I pushed it all the way through the gap between her thighs and let my cock slap up against her panty covered pussy and then I stood all the way up. I could feel the length of my cock nestled tightly against the saturated material of her wet thong and I thrust forward a little so she could feel my pole lying against her pussy lips, separated only by the thin fabric of her panties. Holding her hips, I dry humped her for a few seconds, bending my knees to vary the angle at which my cock rubbed against her crotch as I moved back and forth. Her thong panties didn’t cover much of her pussy and I’m sure she felt every inch of my member as it slid through her legs, along the slippery lips of her vulva and along the bottom of her butt cheeks. I heard Alison moan as I sawed in and out between her legs. She was moving in time with my thrusting, pressing her crotch down against my cock as it moved against her. “Please Brett.” She whispered. “At least let me feel it, okay?” “You want to feel it bad enough to beg me?” I answered. “Yes.” My little sister moaned. “Please, Brett. I’m begging you. Just for a minute….. let me feel you. Please?” I let go of my little sister’s hips and stood up behind her. Then moving around her body, I sat on the bed and pulled her in between my knees, and told her to kneel down. Although she was wearing the blindfold, I could see her face was red and flushed. Her nipples were hard, her breathing had quickened and she had a flush of red speckles all over her chest. I hadn’t initially planned on letting her see or feel my cock until I’d removed her panties and had a chance to check her pussy out thoroughly, but, I was almost at the end of my rope. My cock had been hard for a long, long time and honestly, if she was going to actually beg to feel my cock, I was damn sure going to let her. “Hell,” I thought to myself, “I might as well make her suck me, too.” When she got down on her knees in front of me, I simply took both her hands and slowly, moved them to my cock and wrapped them around the hardness between my legs. Then, I asked her, “Is this the first time you’ve ever held a hard cock in your hands?” “Yes.” She answered, almost so softly that I barely hear her. Then, louder she said, “Brett, it feels so big.” As the words left Alison’s mouth, I reached behind her head and began to pull her face down toward my pulsing cock. She pulled back, almost fighting me, so I immediately let go of her head. “You begged me to let you let you feel my cock, little sister.” I said. Then I continued speaking, saying, “I’m granting your request. Open your mouth, Alison.” I reached behind her neck and pulled her face forward again. This time, she bent her head – almost eagerly, and opened her mouth at the same time. Without being told, she guided my upturned cock toward her mouth and wrapped her lips around the bulging head of my cock. I let her stay like that for a few seconds, continuing to hold her head in place, but when I took my hands away from the back of her head, my little sister did something I didn’t expect. Without a word between us, Alison’s mouth began to descend down my cock, taking it a few inches deeper into her mouth. Pulling off for a second, she licked her lips and spoke, saying, “It’s so warm, Brett. It feels hard on the inside, but soft on the outside.” Then, just as quick as she said it, her mouth wrapped around my cock head and she slid it back inside her mouth and closed her lips loosely around my shaft. I was watching her carefully, having both the desire to see my blindfolded, beautiful little sister sucking me, and also wanting to see how bold she would get with the first hard cock she ever had in her mouth. And, I wasn’t disappointed on either point. She appeared to be having a delightful time without any help or assistance from me, enthusiastically sucking and licking the flesh pole in her hands and taking me into her mouth deeper and deeper as each second passed. I watched as she held my cock steady and went down on it, then, she’d come back up and go down again, this time a little further. Each time, she’d take more of my cock in her mouth until finally she pulled all the way off and coughed. “Not so deep.” I said, almost whispering to her. “There will be plenty of time to get to know my cock. Don’t rush it right now.” “Force me.” Alison said in return. “Make me suck you really deep, Brett. Push my head down and hold it there.” I’d given up trying to be slow and gentle with her, and with her begging to feel my cock and seeing how enthusiastically she was sucking me, it seemed pointless to stay with my original plan. There was only one thing that kept me from shoving her head down on top of my cock, and I felt I should at least warn her about it. My Submissive Little Sister Ch. 03 “Alison, I have to warn you – I’ve had a constant erection for a few hours now.” I said. “If I let this go on, I’m liable to want to cum in your mouth, and if I do, I’m not going to let you pull off or spit my cum out. I want you to consciously understand what that means and what I’ll expect if I let you continue.” “That’s exactly what I want.” She answered, pulling me out of her mouth and licking around the head of my cock. “I want you to force me to make you cum in my mouth.” Alison moaned. “More than anything in the world right now, I want you to make me do that.” Far be it from me to say ‘No’ to a beautiful, half naked girl who wants to make me cum in her mouth, and I briefly considered if I should let her make me cum knowing full well I wanted to be able to take her virginity tonight, and after considering everything, I reached to the back of her head and pushed her mouth down on top of my cock. “Just relax your mouth and jaw.” I whispered, holding her lightly with a couple of inches of my cock inside her warm mouth. “Don’t suck or blow. Just hold me in there for a minute and get used to it being in your mouth. Don’t use your teeth,” I said, cautiously, “just use your lips and your tongue and your cheeks, “Now, try to open your throat up.” I said next. “Relax your throat muscles and let it find its own way, Alison. Take as much as you think you can and then hold it until you feel the urge to cough or gag. Then, pull up and take a breath and we’ll start again.” My little sister was a motivated cocksucker and a wonderful student. I pushed her down until she stopped and held my cock in the back of her mouth. After several seconds, I felt her throat contracting and I held her down on me an additional few seconds and then let her up. She pulled off immediately, coughing and gagging with spit dripping out of her opened mouth. She took a deep breath and I pushed her down again to about the same depth and held her there. I felt her head move slightly to accommodate more of my cock and then I pushed a little more. Again, the same thing happened – her throat started to close up, but when I let go of her, instead of pulling off, she pushed herself down on me and I felt a serious tightening around the head of my cock. A quick look told me she’d swallowed almost all of my package because her nose was brushing against my pubic hair. All of a sudden, she pulled off me and started to gag, gasping for air and with a copious amount of saliva pouring out of her mouth. Once again, I let her catch her breath and then pushed her head down and she willingly took me into her mouth, except this time, I kept my hands on her head and pushed until she fought back, and even then, I pushed more, causing her to whimper and try to pull back against the pressure of my hands. Holding her head in place, I thrust my hips, causing my cock to go in deeper and when I did, she immediately panicked, moving her hands from my cock to my legs so she could get some leverage to push herself off my pole. When I let the pressure off her head, she lifted off me and gasped to get air, coughing and slobbering all over my crotch. I let her rest for a second – long enough to get some air and then pressed her down again, this time only holding her half way down. “You’re getting me very close.” I warned. “You’re mouth is feeling way too good, little sister…… like a nice, hot pussy. If you keep this up, you’re going to make me cum in your mouth very soon.” When I was finished speaking, Alison’s throat opened and she thrust herself down on me yet again. I felt I’d been fair with her – first telling her if she got me close, I’d make her take my cum in her mouth, and then, warning her I would cum if she didn’t stop. None of that seemed to deter her, and if anything, it made her more determined than ever to continue. And when she swallowed me again, this time she thrust herself down on me and then pulled up half way and started to jack me off with her right hand while she ran her tongue around the knob of my cock. The combined actions of her hand, her hot mouth and the way she was sucking me started to bring me to the edge of what I could stand, and when it was simply too much, I finally groaned out loud, saying, “You’re going to make me cum, Alison.” Then, before I could stop myself, I said, “Don’t swallow it when I cum. Hold it in your mouth.” My little sister’s fist and mouth worked on me like she was on a mission, bringing me quickly past the point where I knew I could stop her, or stop my cock from erupting in her mouth. A few more strokes and swirls with her tongue was all it took, and another second later, I let go of her head and leaned back on my elbows and exploded into her mouth, sending glob after glob of hot, gooey sperm into my little sister’s mouth. Alison, didn’t stop jacking me, but, she stopped sucking as I pumped her mouth full of my seed, and I did nothing to stop her until my spurting started to die down and the head of my cock started to get sensitive. “Stop!” I gasped, nearly out of breath, once I realized she didn’t know enough about the male physiology to stop sucking me on her own. Alison’s blindfolded face pulled off my cock and looked up toward me. Even though her mouth was closed, I could see she was holding my cum behind her closed lips, and, a small dribble of sperm was rolling down her chin. My first thought was that she must have a mouthful – and that made good sense because I hadn’t jacked off for a couple of days and I’m sure I had a good supply of sperm to pump into her. I can’t say for sure what got into me, and why I did it, but, without thinking, I reached under her arm pits and pulled her up with me as I stood. Then, as if it was all one fluid motion, I bent my head down and I kissed her squarely on the lips. My little sister stood there with her lips tightly closed as I kissed her. She wasn’t kissing me back at all, she was just standing there holding my cum in her mouth and letting me kiss her soft lips with mine. After a second, though, I opened my mouth and forced my tongue between her pursed lips and then, just like a light bulb went on in her head, she opened her mouth and sealed her lips against mine, returning my kiss. Embarrassingly enough, I have to admit this is one of my most secret and most favorite kinks – that is, sharing my cum with a girl who’s just blown me, or, licking a girl’s pussy after I’ve just fucked her. I know other guys wouldn’t ever do this, but, just to put it in perspective, I’ve never dated a girl who hesitated to lick her own fingers or taste her own pussy juice in the heat of passion, so why shouldn’t I enjoy the same thing? And so, my head throbbed, my heart raced and I gave in to my desire to deeply kiss my little sister, and as we kissed, we took turns swapping my cum back and forth between our mouths. Our tongues jousted with each other, covered with my sticky, slimy cum, and I’m sure she must have swallowed as much as I did. By the time our kiss was over, both our mouths were covered with a combination of cum and slobber and Alison’s arms were wrapped tightly around my neck, pulling my face into hers, and both of us were gasping for air and moaning with pleasure and desire. As our lips pulled apart, it became obvious that my little sister had absolutely no intention of backing out of our deal. She wasn’t going to run back to her room and lock the door. She was going to follow through and become my willing sexual submissive, and a motivated one, at that. And, if there was any doubt in my mind that I’d be making love to my own little sister’s virgin pussy before the night was over, that doubt was put to sleep for good. “Thank you.” Alison said, reaching up to wipe the spit and sperm from around her mouth. “I really loved doing that, and I loved what you did, too. I mean……. forcing me down like that and cumming in my mouth. That’s exactly what I wanted you to do.” Then, laying her palms on my chest and running her hands up around my neck, she added, “You know, big brother, I read in a magazine that a guy who kisses you after giving him oral sex probably loves you.” “Well, of course I love you.” I replied. “And I loved what you were doing to me, Alison. It was amazing.” “But,” I added, “even though I love you, that doesn’t change the fact that you’re going to be my submissive little schoolgirl slut.” My little sister giggled and laid her blindfolded face against my chest. “You don’t know how happy that makes me, Brett. I promise I’ll be good for you.” We hugged and held each other for a couple of minutes and during that time, neither of us said anything. And, unfortunately, another hour had passed and it was now after 9:30 PM. Our parents would be home in less than four hours and I still hadn’t gotten her panties off her. I still hadn’t inspected her pussy…… we still hadn’t watched her nasty schoolgirl DVD and I hadn’t made love to her. I had to get her panties off her right away and I knew it. I didn’t want to rush my first view of her virgin, shaved pussy, and I wanted to have enough time to look between her pussy lips and explore her untouched femininity, but, I wasn’t sure anymore if we’d have time for all of that. In the grand scheme of things, though, it really didn’t matter. If I didn’t take her maidenhead tonight, I’d do it tomorrow. Right now, holding her next to me was enough. To be continued. My Submissive Little Sister Ch. 04 As we hugged, I felt Alison's heartbeat against my chest. It felt good to hold my little sister's nearly naked body against me, not only because of the new sexual connection between the two of us, but, because she had become so distant while I was away in the Navy for eight years. Before today, it had been a long time since Alison and I had hugged at all, but, as a result of her email mistake and my discovery of her urgent need to be a sexual submissive, we'd not only hugged a lot today, but, we had kissed the way lovers kiss. I'd almost stripped her completely naked; I'd touched her breasts and her shaved pussy through her panties, and, she'd sucked my cock and made me cum in her mouth. Alison's claim that she wanted to be a sexual submissive was turning out to be the honest truth. I'd done so much to her in the last three hours since our parents left the house for Dad's award banquet, and each step of the way, I fully expected her to change her mind. But each time I thought she'd turn and run, she proved me wrong. And as I held my cute little sister in my arms, I realized how much her sexual submissiveness would change our lives at my parent's house, and, maybe well beyond that. My thoughts were interrupted as my cell phone rang. Fortunately, the phone was lying next to my keyboard and it was easily within reach of where we were standing. Alison was still wearing her panties and the blindfold I put over her eyes, so I kept one hand on her shoulder and leaned over to pick up my cell phone. Looking at the display, I could see it was my Mom, calling me from her cell phone. I panicked momentarily, wondering if they were on their way home already, but, it was actually very good news. Apparently, Dad's buddies did a good job helping him celebrate his award, and as a result, Dad wasn't in a condition to drive and they were just going to stay at the hotel so he could have fun with his friends tonight and then come home tomorrow. When I hung up, I told my sister the good news about Mom and Dad not coming home tonight. Personally, I was relieved because we wouldn't have to rush anything now, and I could take my time with Alison's submissive orientation. My little sister, though, was enthusiastically elated, almost jumping up and down to know we'd have the house to ourselves all night, and she immediately asked if we could sleep together tonight. "I don't see why not." I answered with a smile on my face. "It'll give us a chance to be together for a few more hours and we'll have the time we need for me to make love to you slowly and gently. That might not mean a lot to you now, but it will later." "But after you take my cherry you're gonna to fuck me long and hard, right? You promised, you would. Remember?" Alison asked urgently. Then she added, "And, without the blindfold. Okay?" "Yeah, no problem." I replied. "You won't be wearing the blindfold much longer, anyway." Knowing I had plenty of time now, I put my arms around Alison and rubbed my hands up and down her back lovingly. It was so nice to put my arms around my little sister and just hold her next to me without having to worry about the time. She had been so distant and we'd lost the closeness we used to have as kids, but, this was really nice...... just holding her against me and feeling the warmth of her almost naked body in my arms. IT felt like we were making up for a lot of lost time. Now that we weren't under any time constraints, I decided to take a different path in removing my little sister's panties. I reached for her arms and brought her hands between us, holding them against my now soft cock. "Are you ready for me to lower your panties now?" I asked, softly. "Uh huh." She answered. I was about to move her to the bed and lay her down when she spoke, saying, "Brett, you've got some kind of panty thing going on, don't you? Some kind of attraction or fetish with panties?" "Why do you ask?" I replied, smirking. "I think most guys would have already had my panties off." She answered. "But you've spent a lot of time just touching and looking at them. Plus," she added, "you told me you were going to take these panties, and probably make me change my panties several times each day." "Okay." I answered. "I guess I'd have to confess to having a panty fetish." "I think that's kind of cool, actually." Alison said. "I don't mind giving you my panties, Big Brother. I'll wear which ever ones you want me to wear and I'll give them to you whenever you want them." "It's more than that." I said, almost embarrassed to admit it to her. "I want to see you wearing them, too. Like around the house, whenever it's possible. And, I'd like you to touch yourself while you wear them so they have your pussy smell, and then let me have them." "That's fine with me." She replied, grinning. "Anything you want me to do, I'll be happy to do. All you have to do is tell me. You can just consider me your full time panty fetish girl." I was starting to get hard again, and Alison noticed it as she held my hardening member in her hand. "Just talking about panties gets you hard?" She asked. "It's hard to explain." I said. "But hearing you say you'd be my panty girl is like music to my ears." "Brett," she said, "I promise you'll have more wet, juicy panties action than you can handle." "I'll hold you to that." I said, laughing. Then, I guided her to the edge of the bed and told her to sit down. After she sat, I reached down and tenderly rolled both of her nipples between my fingers, pulling on them lightly, until she took a deep breath and moaned. "I love the way that feels." She moaned as she sat up straight and thrust her tiny breasts into my hands. "You can do this anytime you want." Allison whispered. "It feels so good and it really makes me wet down there." I had to chuckle to myself as I continued to fondle her cute nipples. Little did she realize how much I was going to be enjoying her nipples from now on, and how infrequently she'd be wearing a bra. But, as I looked down at her, a new passion swept through me -- a passion to finally see what her virgin pussy looked like. Releasing her nipples, I told her to lie back and pull her knees up. Obviously, her idea of pulling her knees up wasn't the same as my idea of pulling her knees up. "What I meant," I explained, "was for you to pull your knees all the way back to your chest and then spread them open." Watching my little sister pull her legs back and then spread her knees open caused my semi-hard cock to blossom into a full fledged hard-on. She was laid out in front of me in a way that made me want to bypass the rest of the formalities and just fuck her. Her tiny breasts had all but disappeared as she lay on her back -- nothing but her nipples poking up from her chest. Her crotch was wide open, and I mean it was wide open. Her wet thong was pulled across her mound, and except for a crease in her panties that ran up and down between her lips, the view I had was sheer perfection and flawless. I did notice one thing I didn't like, and I felt it was the right time to tell her, especially in light of her promise to be my panty girl. "Alison, we're going to have to change your style of panties." I said as I looked down at her crotch. I told her I preferred panties that had a full gusset crotch, and that meant no more thongs. "Bikinis or boyshorts are fine." I said. "I'd like to see your cute butt nestled in something I can fantasize about removing. And," I continued, "I prefer either white or pastel colors, and definitely something very soft and silky. We'll go through your underwear drawer and I'll pick out what I like." "I'll wear whatever you want me to wear. " She said. "And, I have some really nice silky, bikini panties. I only put this thong on because that's what I was going to wear tonight when I went out. But, I'll do whatever I need to do to please you." I beamed at her answer. Knowingly or not, she just said two things that made me very happy. 1) She'd wear what ever I wanted. And, 2) She'd do whatever she needed to do to please me. Hearing those two things told me she was already in an accepting submission role, realizing it was her job to please me. I was happy we'd gotten that settled. And as I got down on one knee at the edge of the bed between her upturned legs, I leaned my face down to her crotch and studied her closely. The thong covered her pussy completely, and I was happy to discover that just past the point where the thong turned into a string to go up between her butt cheeks, I could clearly see her anus peeking up at me. I wondered what she'd say if she could see the way she was displayed for me. The wet thong wasn't hiding that much anymore, although it was definitely covering her lips, but, I could easily make out the shape of her mound, the crease between her lips and even the color of her skin under the wet fabric of her panty. I couldn't help reaching down to stroke my cock as I looked at her. I didn't get this chance very often -- the chance to look at a girl displaying her panties to me so openly. Somehow, Alison must have figured out I was stroking my cock, because she asked me if I wanted her to suck me again. I told her, "No", adding the next time I ejaculated, it was going to be inside her. "I'm on birth control, just so you know." She offered. "The doctor put me on the pill because I have such bad cramps when I have my period." "Yes, I know." I replied, chuckling. "Dad told me all about it. He's afraid you're going to be screwing every boy in town." "There's just one boy I want." Alison said, reaching her hand down toward me and wiggling her fingers straight at me. I reached up and grasped her hand, and as our fingers tangled together, a smile came to her face. But, that smile was replaced by a look of surprise when I stopped jacking my cock and laid my hand exactly in the middle of her upturned and outstretched thighs -- directly on top of her pussy. Then, unable to hold myself back anymore, I leaned my head down and gently ran my nose up and down the crease in her thong, right between the lips of her pussy. I felt her fingernails dig into the back of my hand she was holding, and I smiled to myself knowing this was probably a new feeling for my little sister. I doubted she'd ever had anyone's face this close to her pussy before -- but, it wouldn't be the last time tonight, I was sure of it. Not only would I give her a licking once I took her panties off, but, I just might want to lick her pussy after I made love to her, too. I continued to run my nose up and down the crease of her thong, and then finally opened my mouth and started to lick and suck her wet panties. Again, Alison squeezed my hand and this time, she started to moan in time with the gentle sucking I was giving her. Her pelvis started to move as I licked her panties, and I thought about telling her to remain still, but, I'm pretty sure that would have been impossible for her. I think it's just too much to ask for a girl that excited to remain totally motionless when someone's mouth is that close to her vagina. So, as she held my hand in hers, I continued my attention to her panties, making long broad strokes with my tongue up and down between her legs. I stopped for a few seconds and sucked her clit through the wet material of her thong, and when I did that, she let go of my hand and began touching her nipples. I kept sucking her clit -- increasing the pressure and amount of vacuum, as if I was trying to get it to pop through the fabric of her thong. As I did, I was treated to a flood of fresh, warm pussy juice seeping out of her vagina. I began to suck at the cloth covering her pussy hole, and then alternating between there and her clit. It wasn't my intention to make her cum, but, as I enjoyed myself sucking and licking her crotch, I think it was probably inevitable. I didn't realize she was starting to cum until I felt her fingers wrapping themselves around in my hair. I was so involved in my own pleasure -- the smell and taste of her pussy, that I completely disregarded what my sucking and licking would be doing to her. But when I felt her pulling my hair, I knew what was happening. Actually, knowing she was going to cum, I doubled my effort on her clitoris. She obviously liked it because she started to moan loudly, calling my name and saying, "That's it, right there!" And when she finally exploded, it was just as awesome as the other orgasms I'd witnessed tonight, with one exception. And that was -- this time, my face was less than two inches from her pussy when she started to cum. I stopped sucking her clit and started sucking and licking at the fabric covering her pussy hole. My face was literally saturated with a flood of fresh, warm pussy juice -- so much so that there were drops of her juice running down my chin. I sat back and watched my little sister as her orgasm faded. Her legs were still drawn up and her panty covered crotch was completely open. My cock was hard again and I had to fight against my desire to pull her thong aside and slip my cock into her virgin hole, but, in the end, I didn't want her first time to be like that. I wanted it to be sift, gentle and beautiful, and I wanted her to enjoy it so much she'd yearn for my cock to be inside her several times a day. "You got pretty wet down there." I mused softly as she started to calm down. "Does that happen all the time?" I saw a smile appear on her face as she rested after her orgasm. "I used to think there was something wrong with me." Alison replied. "But, yeah, I can get really, really wet down there. And, sometimes I gush." I wasn't sure if she was warning me, or teasing me about her gushing vagina. Either way, it was fine with me. I hadn't been with a woman that ever used the word 'gush' in describing her pussy, but the prospect of her being able to squirt or gush pleased me a lot. In my mind, her wetness was a blessing, and as far as I was concerned, she could gush all she wanted to and the more she did it, the more I'd like it. I'd successfully resisted the urge to peel back her panties and uncover the prize of her virgin pussy up to now. Even thought she was lying blindfolded on the bed with her legs pulled up, I could have pulled her thong to the side anytime, but, I didn't. I wanted my first view of her innocent vagina to be something wonderful and something I would remember for a long, long time. "Give me your hand." I said, as I stood up and looked down at her. Alison reached up with her right hand and I pulled her up so she was standing next to me. Then, I sat down and pulled her in front of me. Her cute little breasts jiggled as she stood, and as I looked up at her, I realized it would only be another few minutes before she was finally completely naked and utterly exposed to me. For a second, I wondered what she was thinking at this exact instant. She had to know I was about to pull her panties down, and I couldn't help but ponder what she thought about me doing it. I mean, it's not every day a brother undresses his little sister, and I'm sure she had some feelings about being completely naked in front of me. But, given the fact I'd already taken off most of her clothes, touched her and licked her through her panties, I guessed she was just as ready as I was. "Alison, I'm going to take your panties down now." I said. "You know what I expect of you, right?" My little sister nodded her head and answered with a simple, "Yes." Lowering her panties was considerably easier than when I pulled down her shorts. It was just a matter of hooking my fingers in the thin sides of her thong and pulling them down. I didn't want to pull too fast, though. Actually, I hoped she would be terribly embarrassed and humiliated to have her big brother pull her underwear down and expose her sex, but, from what I could see, the exact opposite was true - she was in breathless anticipation of me finally doing it. At first, I lowered her panties just a few inches -- just to the very top of her slit and let them sit there. Reaching behind her, I ran my hand softly between her butt cheeks and stopped with my fingers resting against the loose material of her panties between her legs. Slowly, I pressed one finger toward her pussy hole, pushing her panties up between her lips and right up against her opening. I felt her shudder as I touched her there. A soft moan escaped her mouth, and once she became quiet again, I said, "Ask me to lower your panties, Alison." "Show me what a good, submissive little sister you're going to be." I added. "Tell me you want me to take your panties down and look at your vagina." I saw Alison's face turn red and the same pink blush that spread across her chest earlier returned. I couldn't have been happier to see response, knowing full well she was probably experiencing a plethora of feelings: embarrassment, humiliation, excitement, submission, arousal, shame, indignity, and hopefully something brand new to her - a sense of duty. Alison cleared her throat and raised her hands up to feel for my chest. Once she found me and rested her hands against my skin, she spoke with amazing clarity and confidence saying, "Please, Brett, you've been teasing me and making me wait for a long time. We're so close now, and I can't stand the thought of waiting much longer. So, please take my panties off and look at my vagina." I was happy she used the word, 'Vagina' and not 'Pussy'. For me, it's too easy to say the word pussy since it's used so much in our language today. However, when she used the word 'Vagina', we both knew it could mean only one thing...... her sweet, virgin sex. I bent forward and kissed her lightly on her cheek as I reached out for her hips. "Very nice, Alison." I said. "And as a reward, I am definitely going to pull your panties down now and give you a thorough examination." Rubbing her hips just a bit before I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties, I made her wait just another fifteen or twenty seconds before I started to pull her panties down, very slowly. There was no way on earth I could simply whisk them down, that would ruin all the anticipation and anxiety I'd worked so hard to build. But, it didn't take me that long to settle the wet thong at the top of her thighs, and I took a minute just to stare at the outward appearance of my little sister's sex. She was immaculately and perfectly hairless -- not a trace of a hair anywhere on her mound or her lips. On top of that, there were no irritated red bumps or any indication of a shaving burn what so ever -- just perfect ivory white lips. But, that's not what blew me away. What took my breath away was the sheer beauty of her entire pudendal and labial region. Her lips weren't to thin, and they weren't too thick. They were just plump enough to poof out and give her a perfect mound below her trim tummy. Her lips separated at the top by a good quarter inch, completely exposing her clitoral hood and the little pink button of her clit at the top of her slit. I could also see a small sliver of her pink, inner labia lips poking out at the me between her bigger, puffy lips. So, as she stood there -- now completely exposed to me, I realized what an astonishing, adorable body my little sister possessed. Her breasts were incredibly cute -- exactly what I'd pick if I were designing her body, myself. And, her pussy was more than any man would pray for, and well beyond what any man deserved. Simply stated, my little sister was beautiful and she was hot, and I mean that as a sincere compliment. Her body was a dream, and this dreamlike body was going to be mine soon. I didn't say anything as I lowered her panties all the way down her legs and asked her to step out of them. I held her saturated thong to my face and breathed in her female scent deeply, holding her panties against my nose and enjoying her aroma for a minute before I carefully folded her worn panty and sat them on the bed beside me. Then turning back to her, I tapped the insides of her knees and she spread her feet a little wider. My Submissive Little Sister Ch. 04 Reaching down, I stroked my fingers lightly over her hairless lips to feel their bald softness. Her skin felt baby-soft and incredibly warm. As my fingers traced to the middle and made contact with her slit, her soft pussy lips separated like warm butter, making room for my fingertips as they moved up and down her girl crease. The thick, slippery lubricant that leaked from her vagina coated my fingers, and as I traced up to the top of her slit and rested them against her clit, Alison's body viably weakened and she reached out to me, grasping my arm to steady herself. I put my hands on her hips, turning her a quarter turn to her right, and then dropped both of my hands -- one to her pussy and one to her cute butt. Then, at the same time, I began to feel her intimate places from both sides. I ran my fingers between her lips; from her vaginal opening up to her clit and back, and at the same time, I wiggled my fingers between the crack of her butt and tenderly touched the rosebud of her bottom. Alison's body flinched just a tiny bit when my finger touched her anus, but I didn't stop touching her. I was sure it was just an involuntary reaction to being touched in a place she wasn't used to being touched -- at least by someone else. I knew full well I didn't hurt her -- I didn't even push my finger into her, I just wanted her to feel my finger there, resting lightly against her hole. So after a second, I continued stroking up and down her pussy lips with one hand, and with the other, I began to lightly tap on her butt hole with my fingertip. Very softly, I whispered up to Alison and told her to stay where she was, and then I moved around her and went to my computer desk and opened the drawer where I put the things I bought from the store. Reaching in, I pulled out one of the small bottles of personal lubricant I bought, and then went back to sit on the edge of the bed and pulled my little sister in front of me, turning her to the side as she stood between my knees. I can just imagine what was going through Alison's head as she listened to the sounds of me removing the plastic security wrap and opening the bottle of lubricant. I told her to spread her feet again, which she did quickly and obediently. I poured a generous amount of the slippery lubricant onto my fingers, then without announcing what I was doing, I touched her again -- just like I did before, with one hand touching her pussy and my lubricated finger touching her butt hole. "Be still now." I said, as my slippery finger found her rosebud. Carefully, I pushed just the tip of my finger past her crinkled star and held it in her about an inch. Alison became visibly flushed as my finger pushed into her butt, but, she didn't pull away. She took a deep breath and amazingly enough, I felt her butt muscles relax as if she was fully accepting my finger as it probed her butt hole, and inviting me to push more of my finger inside her bottom. "Have you ever had anything in you back here?" I asked, wiggling the tip of my finger inside her bottom so she'd know exactly what I was referring to? "Yes." My little sister answered. "A few times." "Like what?" I asked. "My fingers." Alison replied, softly. Then, turning red, she added, "And uh...... the handle of my hairbrush." Upon hearing that she'd had her own fingers up her butt, I pushed my finger into her deeper, and it went in easily another inch. At the same time, I rubbed between her pussy lips with my other hand, taking great care to make sure I grazed her clit each time my fingers traveled up and down her slit. Pulling my finger out of her butt about half an inch, I pushed it back in and then looked up at her. Her mouth was open and her breathing was shallow. I started moving my finger again; in and out of her butt as she stood there, and at the same time I was rubbing across the top of her clit and then using two fingers to massage down between her inner and outer lips. When she started to tremble, I chuckled to myself knowing I could probably make her cum again. Bringing her to orgasm like this would be incredibly nasty, and if I could do it, it would confirm my initial suspicions about her enjoying having her butt touched, and, probably more. "Does that feel good?" I asked, increasing the speed of my finger as it moved in and out of her bottom. Alison reached her hand out blindly, searching for my shoulder to lean against, and when she found it, she spread her feet wider and bent over a little bit, resting a portion of her weight on me and opening her legs wider to allow me better access to both her front and back girl places. "Alison!" I snapped. "Answer me. Do you like what I'm doing to your butt?" "Yes." She said, almost whispering. "Are you a virgin back there, too, little sister?" I asked. "Ever had a dick in there?" "Just my finger and the hairbrush." Alison answered. "So you're a virgin twice over, huh?" I chuckled. "I'm just gonna love taking your cute, tight little ass. I'll put you on your hands and knees, little sister...... I'll get your bottom all lubed up and then I'll push my cock all the way into you. I might even make you play with yourself while I fuck your tight little butt from behind. I bet you'll like it, too." I continued to stroke Alison's pussy while I teased her and finger fucked her bottom. By now, I could recognize the signs of her approaching orgasm and while I was happy she was so turned-on, I didn't want her to get the impression that she'd be having orgasms all day long as my submissive. So, I pulled my hand from between her pussy lips, and pushed my finger as far as I could into her butt and held it there. "Uhg!" Alison whimpered softly as my finger bottomed out inside her ass. "You know, though," I finally added, "we've got to work up to that...... butt-fucking, I mean. There's still so much to do and so much for you to learn. But, we'll get there." I snickered to myself as I tenderly pulled my finger half way out of her ass and then slowly pushed it back in. I finger fucked her ass like that for another minute before I pulled my slippery digit from her backside and told her to stand up. I moved around to the side of her, guiding my blindfolded little sister to the edge of the bed, and just like I did when I examined her panties, I sat her down, told her to lie back and then I told her to lift her knees and spread them wide open for me. This time, she got it perfectly right, and when she lifted her knees up to her chest and spread them, I was treated to the miraculous sight of my little sister's warm, wet, hairless pussy almost completely opened up to me. I stood above her in awe, looking down at the multiple colors of pink emanating from her pussy. She looked like a flower between her legs -- her outer lips opening and spreading apart naturally, exposing her clit and hood along with her pink inner lips. Her outer lips pulled apart as she spread her legs wide for me, and I got my first look at her inner lips. They were small, much smaller than I thought they would be, and at the top of her inner lips, her clitoral hood stretched up her body a full inch. Her clit was fat, about the size of a pea, and stuck out prominently at the end of its sheath. I couldn't see down inside her tiny inner lips, but, I knew how to fix that. "Put your hands down there and open your pussy lips for me." I said to Alison. "It time for you to show me your cherry." I watched as her hands moved down to the sides of her pussy, and as she pulled herself apart, her inner lips opened and I saw the thin, pink translucent membrane of her hymen as it stretched across her vaginal opening. I had seen the pussy of a real, live virgin with an intact hymen only once before - a girl I went to high school with who agreed to let me see what a girl looked like down there. She didn't let me touch her - she'd only let me look, and it was a quick look, at that. But, the image of her untouched femininity never left my mind, and now as I was looking down at my little sister's virginity, all I could do was stare in absolute amazement at her pristine, untouched pussy. There, down inside her little lips was my little sister's innocence. Just like the one I saw when I was younger, Alison's hymen was a combination of pink and crimson, and it had a small hole in the center, about the size of my little finger. It was very thin, I could tell that much, but I could also tell it was her living flesh. There was no seam, or connection point around the edges. The thin membrane was part of her, and as Alison adjusted her hands to pull herself open a little wider, I watched as her maidenhead stretched across her opening in concert with Alison's actions. "Fuck." I moaned in wonder. "You're beautiful down there." "Can you see it?" Alison asked. "Can you see my cherry?" "Oh, yes." I sighed. "I can see it perfectly." Then, as I looked down at her, I asked, "Have you ever put anything in there?" "I can get my finger in there part of the way." My little sister answered. After a short pause Alison added, "You're the first person to see down there, Brett." Suddenly, I fast forwarded my mind to the point where I was going to make love to her and I realized my cock would have to push its way through that little hole in the thin, living tissues of that pink membrane. And when it did, my cock would destroy that portion of her forever. It wouldn't grow back -- it would never heal. Once I broke her hymen with my hard cock, she would never be the same again. Not only that, but as I looked down inside her, it became obvious that even when I broke her hymen, my cock still might not fit down inside her because she was so small. I'd have to go very slow and be very gentle with her. I'd have to ease my cock into her and make love to her slowly, tenderly and very gently. "Alison, you are so amazing down there." I sighed, as I looked down into the wet, glistening pinkness between her legs. Then, I lowered my face to her small pussy and I began to kiss up and down her slit, sucking the bud of her clit into my mouth and gently tonguing in between her lips, tasting her wet girlhood. Finally, I extended my tongue to feel her cherry with my tongue. An unusual feeling of exuberance swept through me as I sucked down her pussy juice and did something most men never have the privilege to do -- touch the intact hymen of a virgin girl with their tongue. Carefully, I probed her hymen and I found it soft and pliable against the tip of my tongue. Alison suddenly pulled back when she felt the pressure of my tongue against her cherry, scooting her hips away from my face when I pushed too hard against her cherry. "Careful." She said softly. "You're supposed to do that with your penis, remember?" "I will." I reassured her. "Right now, though, I can't resist the chance to lick you a little. Is that alright with you?" "I'd love that." My little sister gasped. And before the words left her mouth, I was already starting to lick her again. I took a long lick between her slit as she held herself open for me, stopping for a moment to diddle her clit with the tip of my tongue. Then, I went to work eating my little sister's pussy, sucking and licking her as best as I knew how. Normally, I'd put my finger in the girl and gently massage her g-spot while I sucked her pussy, but knowing I couldn't put my finger in her yet, I decided to gently touch her around the outside of her hymen and around her pee hole. Apparently, this was plenty of stimulation for Alison, because as soon after I started touching her like this, my little sister's hips started to rotate and she started to make these small, wheezing noises as I chowed down between her legs. Since I deprived her of her climax while my finger was in her butt, I decided to take her all the way this time. I licked and sucked my little sister, up and down her slit, while I finger lingered between her tiny, inner lips. At the same time, I nibbled her clit and sucked it between my lips and clamped down on it. During all of this, she was leaking her juice all over my face, and I was treated to a small gush of thick, sinuous lubrication that seemed to pour out of her pussy hole. One thing I noticed that was very cool, was the taste of her 'gush' seemed to be different than her feminine lubrication. The consistency was thicker and it tasted a little muskier, but, it was still wonderful and I enjoyed it because I knew it was my attention that was making her leak like this. Curiously, I found that she really enjoyed the way I touched her with my finger around her pussy hole and around her pee hole. She gyrated her hips and moved against my touch as I fingered her there, and it was great to see the way she reacted to it. All in all, I was thrilled to be seeing, touching, sucking and licking her virgin pussy and I knew I needed to savor the experience because she wouldn't be a virgin much longer and I'd probably never get this chance again. I knew I was going to eventually make her cum if I kept it up -- it was just a matter of time now. And on the spur of the moment, I made a decision that I will always be happy about. Pulling my face up from her pussy and standing next to the bed, I reached down for her hand and told my little sister to stand up. "I want you to sit on my face." I said, as I climbed on the bed and stretched out. I helped Alison get on the bed and as she did, I got a really good view of her from behind as she backed her pussy up to my face and hovered her seat above my mouth. "Just use your legs to adjust your height to where it feels the best, and then leave the rest to me." I said as she moved into place and began to lower her pussy to my face. I had to help her because she couldn't see due to the blindfold, but, once I got her in the right position and I started licking and sucking her, she let out a moan that I could tell was one hundred percent pleasure filled. I let her control how close she was to my mouth and which way she moved, and once she figured it all out, she became a wild woman perched on top of me -- rubbing her slit across my mouth and across my nose, and pausing long enough over my mouth so I could lap at her pussy and suck her clit. As I was licking her, I felt one of her gushes saturate my face and it turned me on to know I'd excited her so much that she'd flooded my face with her girl juice. I lapped it up as best I could, and then fixing my lips around her pussy hole, I sucked the rest from inside her, devouring her natural juices and licking her virgin hole clean. Alison was beside herself with pleasure. She was moaning and groaning as she rubbed herself on my face, pausing every now and then, and pressing her pussy hole down on my mouth when she wanted to. Apparently, she must have leaned her body down -- toward my feet because her ass tilted up a little which brought her clit in direct contact with my mouth, and when it did, I captured her clit between my lips and I sucked hard on the little pink bud. That was all it took to push my little sister to her climax. I felt her legs start to tremble and shake and then she let out a gasp and a grunt that told me her orgasm was upon her. She pulled her clit away from my lips and her pelvis literally shook in mid air just above me. I looked up into her pussy and was astounded to actually see her gush and squirt on my face and chest in three or four quick bursts of shooting pussy juice. I was so aroused -- I would have cum at the slightest touch on my cock, but, this one was for her -- it was completely and solely for her benefit and pleasure. I'd get my pleasure soon enough when I made love to her and had my own climax deep inside her tight, virgin hole. As the last few drips of her gush fell on my face, I tried to catch them on my tongue. My eyes were glued to her pink femininity just a few inches above me, and as she panted and tried to regain her breath, I watched her pussy spasm the last few times and then finally she became still with her vagina not more than five inches above my face. With every breath she took, my little sister's pussy seemed to open a little bit, giving me brief, intimate glances at her hymen that I would soon break. As long as I lived, I would never forget the last thirty minutes. I was thankful for having the chance to see her so intimately and to really experience her virginity as I just did. I know most men don't get the chance to see the beauty of mother nature and the intricate engineering of the female body as I have, and that's too bad. This had been a special time -- and I felt fortunate to have been able to see, touch and lick her in her virgin state. To be continued... My Submissive Little Sister Ch. 05 Author's Note: The original manuscript of this story, along with many others, was lost over a year ago due to a computer problem. Some of our stories, including this one, have been recovered so we might be posting some of the chapters to unfinished stories. Since it's been eighteen months since the initial chapters were posted on Literotica, we highly encourage you to go back and read the first 4 chapters of this story so you know what's going on between Alison and Brett in this chapter. ######################## I have to say that peering between my naked little sister's legs and seeing the thin, pink membrane of her intact hymen guarding the entrance to her vagina was both a reflective and thought provoking event. The honest truth is that this wonder...... this miracle of nature that girls are blessed with.... their 'Cherries', can never be adequately honored and understood by boys and men. I'm now convinced of that. I have to admit that guys spend much of our lives, from puberty to old age, with one goal in mind: trying to get inside a girl's panties. I don't think that's too hard for anyone agree with. Once the blood shifts from our big head to our little head, the only thing we want is our own selfish sexual gratification. I'm not trying to put all males in that category, however, there's a huge percentage where I think guys could care less about a girl's feelings, and are more than willing to cheat, lie and manipulate for the sole reason of sex. If you think that's bullshit, just ask any woman. Ask her how many times guys will look at their breasts. Ask her how many times guys make suggestive comments. Ask her how many times their boyfriends and husbands look at other women when they are out. Let's face it, guys are pigs. Said very honestly, it's the basic animal urge to mate that drives much of what we say and do, and I suppose most of that is deeply engrained in our male DNA. For the female, though, I think it's probably different. I personally don't believe females think about sex as frequently as males do, and when they do, I believe they see themselves having sex, ideally, as part of being in a loving, romantic relationship. Even more so if she's a virgin. And if she's still got her cherry in place, then I personally think the act of sex should almost be treated like a sacred and blessed event when she chooses to lose it. I don't mean to imply that the sex act for all virgins, male or female, shouldn't be a loving, warm experience with someone that can provide tenderness and genuine feeling. What I mean is..... if a guy is going to use his cock to break through the natural, living tissue of a girl's hymen, shouldn't there be some tenderness and love involved? Shouldn't the guy make a special effort to understand her emotional needs? How she's dreamed about it happening? How she wants to feel before, during and after? An old girlfriend once told me she'd spent years developing her vision of the how she wanted it to be during her first time having sex. She said she started thinking about it when she was twelve years old and had four full years to theorize, fantasize and plan for it. And, when she finally gave it up when she was sixteen, she cried after it was over - mainly because the way it happened was nothing like the way she had dreamt it would be. I remember when I lost my own virginity, and honestly, I'd just assume forget it. She and I were both in high school, out in my father's car for the Senior Prom. I wasn't in love with her, and I'm absolutely sure she wasn't in love with me. In fact, the only reason I took her to the prom was because my friend told me his girlfriend told him that this girl didn't have a date, and I could probably get laid because she was "easy". When we got to the prom, we danced a few dances and she asked if I was ready to leave. We drove out to the lake and as soon as I shut the car off, she was leaning over into my lap and unbuckling my belt. We were in the back seat in a matter of minutes, and she had her dress pulled up and her panties off before I could blink. Sadly, two minutes later, it was all over. As she was reaching for her panties to put back on, she asked me if I could drop her off at her friend's house, so I said I would. We didn't say a word the whole way to her friend's house, and for a solid week, I tried to convince myself I'd had a good time that night. The truth was, I didn't enjoy it at all. I probably would have had more pleasure jerking myself off. The car was dark and there no lights at the lake. I didn't get a chance to see her breasts, or admire her delicate, feminine body. I never got the pleasure of feeling her warm lips pressing against me and kissing her back. I was cheated out of undressing her, holding her in my arms and feeling the silkiness of her creamy skin against mine. She literally reached up under her dress, pulled her panties off and pulled her legs up. I couldn't even stretch out all the way on top of her because the damn car was so small. The bottom line was neither one of us knew what the hell we were doing. Although I could legally say I wasn't a virgin anymore, the two minute act of pushing and grunting against her seemed more like something I'd heard about, rather than something I'd remember and cherish for the rest of my life. And, I sure as hell didn't want my little sister's first time to be two minutes of pushing and grunting, either. After looking between my little sisters legs and actually seeing the miracle of Alison's hymen inside her vagina, my whole outlook changed on deflowering her, and my plan had to change, too. Not that I didn't want to do it – that's not the case at all. I did want to do it, for three big reasons: 1) She was on the hunt to find someone to take her cherry. She was bound and determined to get a penis inside of her. Had I not been the one to intercede, who knows what would have happened. Would they treat her tenderly? Would they treat her with respect? Would she be safe? 2) I loved Alison, and I really mean that. I didn't want her first time to be like mine. I wanted her to experience tenderness and love, if for no other reason than because she'd find out soon enough there were plenty of guys that just wanted to poke her. The last reason I wanted to be the one to taker her virginity will probably seem foolish, but, honestly, I knew I could give her closer to a richly rewarding experience than anyone else could. Perhaps that's shameful for me to think, but, when I added it up in my head it made total sense. In her own words, she told me she had an undeniable and inevitable destiny to be a sexually submissive female. When she used those words, "Undeniable" and "Inevitable", I got the definite impression she'd really thought it through and knew what she was saying. And if it was really true, if she was hell-bent on being submissive, I surely wouldn't want to trust her future and her happiness to just anyone. I was sure I could do it for her. And if I did, the love I could show her might make it easier for her. Her satisfaction as a submissive would be more profound and more complete if I was her first lover. She'd know that I was the first man for whom she spread her legs. She'd know I was the first man to put a cock in her pussy. She'd know I was the first man to use her body as a woman's body. And, she'd know I was the first man to truly love her. I knew if she was really submissive, these 'Firsts' would rank high on her list when it came to loyalty and trust. And yes, I really loved my little sister very much and I wanted her first time to be meaningful to her, but, if I could make it into a rewarding experience for her as a female, that would be the most optimum choice and would cement her dedication to me. When I looked at her hymen, I kept telling myself how small she was down there. Without even considering the fact that she had her cherry, Alison still had the smallest set of lips and vaginal opening I'd ever seen. And now, I was faced with the fact that no matter how slow I went, or how gentle I was, she would probably cry out directly to heaven because she was in so much pain. I just knew there would be no way to gently deflower her. The size of my cock and the size of her pussy created the recipe for disaster - I was going to be ripping the living daylights out of my little sister's pussy. I had visions of her bleeding for hours and being incredibly sore for days – all because of me. I'm glad I'd already convinced her to put off the wild, hot and heavy fucking she said she wanted from me to a later time. There was no way I could just shove it in her and fuck her with wild abandon like she wanted me to. Maybe she thought she wanted it to be like that because of the nasty DVDs she'd been watching. But, I knew it would be too painful for her tender petite body, and that was something I could never be a part of – hurting her. She was my little sister, and I loved her too much to hurt her like that. So, as she hovered above my head, trying to catch her breath from the orgasm I'd just given her by licking her tiny pussy and sucking her clitoral bud while she sat on my face, I came up with another plan. Instead of making love to her, I'd let her make love to me – at her own speed and at her own pace, letting her control everything. I'd watch her face for the first signs of pain, and if I detected even the slightest bit of hesitation from her, I'd slow her down and make her take it even slower. And as I lie there under her quivering pelvis devising my plan, I looked up - directly into her pussy to get one more at her pristine, virginal sex and her cherry that I would eventually break. She was wet beyond belief and as she held herself above me, still panting and trying to fill her lungs with air, I realized what an honor it was going to be – what a privilege it was to be her first lover, and I swore to myself I would make it unforgettable, tender and as pleasurable for her as I could. Gently, I reached up and placed my hands on her thighs as they straddled my head. "Alison," I said softly, "lift your leg so I can get up, and then I want you to lie down so you can rest next to me." Without saying a word, she lifted her leg and I slid off the bed and let her stretch out. The little breasts on her chest were rising and falling so quickly, I knew she was exhausted. She'd already had several orgasms in the last few hours, but this last one was so strong, it made her tremble, shaking her body from head to toe. When she got comfortable, I laid down beside her and brushed the hair out of her cute face. "Listen to me for a second." I said, softly whispering to her as I reached behind her head to loosen the blindfold she was wearing. "I'm going to take the blindfold off you now, but, I want you to keep your eyes closed for a few minutes until your eyes adjust to the light." "Okay." Alison answered. "I just want to catch my breath for a minute if that's alright." "No problem." I replied. "Take your time." Lying there next to this beautiful girl, my little sister, I was suddenly overwhelmed with emotion. It wasn't the excitement created because we were both naked, or that I'd stripped her, touched her, felt her, licked her and tasted her. It was because I loved her. And before I knew it, I snuggled up next to her and wrapped my arms around her, kissing her lightly on her neck and shoulders as she rested next to me. Within a few seconds, she seemed to come back to life and when I finally reached up and kissed her lips, Alison's mouth opened and she greeted me with a passionate kiss, the likes of which I'll probably remember until the day I die. We probably kissed for two or three minutes before my little sister tried to open her eyes. I put the blindfold on her at least two hours ago – maybe more, and I knew the initial shock of the lights in the room might be very shocking and uncomfortable. "Come here." I said, rolling her tiny frame on top of me. "Just rest." Just then, her eyes popped open and her head shot up. "I can feel it." She exclaimed. "Your..... uh...." "Cock." I said, finishing her sentence. "Say it." I told her. "That's my cock between your legs." I felt her wiggle against, feeling my hardness no more than a few inches from the entrance to her virgin hole. "Your cock." She giggled. "I can feel it, Brett. It feels so hard." I wrapped my hands around her head and pulled her down to my shoulder and gently held her there as I looked down into her eyes. "I want you to listen to me for a few minutes." I began. "There's a few things I have to say." She nodded her head and when she did, I reached down under her armpits and pulled her up my body so our faces were right in front of each other. This brought my rod much closer to her vagina, almost to the point where my cock head could nudge against her pussy lips. "First," I said, "don't move. My cock is really close to your pussy. If you slip down much, I might start to go inside you and I don't want that to happen yet." She smiled as she looked down at me, her hair almost hanging in my face, and she nodded her head. "Second," I continued, "if we're going to make love, then we're going to do it right and we're going to make real love. It's going to be soft, and gentle, Alison. There's going to be a lot of kissing, cuddling and touching. It's going to be more than sex – it's going to be warm and meaningful, and it's going to be something we're both going to remember." I could see Alison's eyes begin to sparkle and she started to grin when she realized the moment she'd been waiting for would soon come. "Third," I added, "I want your first time to be sweet and wonderful for you. So, until we're done, I want you to forget about being submissive. Forget about what you saw on those DVDs, forget about being my sister, and forget about me being your brother. I love you more than anyone else in the world, Alison, so I want you to see me as your lover – someone who wants to make love with you, and someone that really wants this to mean something to you." Alison's eyes began to water as I spoke, and she was looking down at me with a solemn expression on her face as a lone tear ran down her cheek. I was about to say something else, but, as I started to speak, she lowered her lips to mine and kissed me ever so tenderly, closing her eyes and sighing as our lips met. I felt her take a deep breath as we kissed, our lips barely touching, and instinctively, I wrapped my arms around my little sister and pulled her to me, crushing her chest against mine. At that exact instant I felt Alison's body melt into mine and her mouth came alive. Her kiss became urgent and hot and before I knew it, we were covering each other's face with little kisses and panting into each other's mouths. I'm not sure how long we kissed, but when she lifted her head and looked down at me, I could see tears on both sides of her face. I reached up to brush a tear away from her cheek, but when I did, she reached up to grab my hand, brought it to her mouth and kissed it repeatedly. "Brett," she moaned as she sniffed back her tears, "I want this so much. I can feel how much you love me, and it means everything to me that you feel that way. I want you to make love to me, but, please," she sighed as she took a breath, "you have to understand I have this incredible desire to give myself completely to a strong man. It would make me the happiest person in the world if that man were to be you." "And it will be me." I replied. "But, not at first. Not until we make love as equals... as lovers. Then after that, I will own you, Allison. You will willingly give me your heart, body and devotion because you know I love you." I assured her I completely understood. Her undeniable desire and thirst to be submissive was clear, and the words she'd used with me earlier left no mistake as to what she wanted and needed from me. There was no real mystery; she wanted to be fucked. She was on a mission to be fucked – and to be owned. But, I knew in my heart I had to make her feel loved and cherished before she could be totally at ease being completely submissive to me. Alison tears began to flow and she smiled and giggled as she leaned down to kiss me again. "Okay, lover." She whispered to me. "Make love to me. Make me a woman and then I'll be your slut." "One last thing." I said. Then taking a deep breath, I looked up into my little sister's eyes and spoke. "You're really small down there, Alison." I said. "And it's not just because you're a virgin. Your vagina is smaller than any other woman I've ever been with, and I'm worried you're not going to be comfortable at all when we make love the first time. It's probably going to hurt. Are you ready for that?" "Brett," she said, interrupting me, "it'll be fine. Just do it. Please don't make me wait any longer." "Let me finish, please." I answered. "We're gonna do it, but, I'm going to let you be on top the first time. That way," I added, "you can control how fast and how deep I'm inside you. We'll start out slow and then as you feel me going in you, you can start and stop or adjust yourself to make it easier." "But, after that....." Alison replied, "after the first time, you'll fuck me? With me on my back and my legs pulled way up? You'll really fuck me? Hard? Really pound me?" "Yes." I chuckled. "After you lose your cherry, I'll get up on top of you and fuck you hard. I might even flip you over and take you from behind, doggy style." "Oh, Brett." Alison sighed. "Could we do that? Really? From behind?" "I told you before I would help you be a good submissive." I answered. "And that means pleasing me anyway I want to have you. Even your ass." "I love hearing you say that." Alison replied as she smiled. Then, without even taking a breath, she asked, "Can I see it now? Your cock?" I chuckled at her enthusiasm. "Yes. You can see it now." Alison bolted up from where she was lying and sat up on top of me. Then scooting back to where she was sitting on my thighs, she eagerly looked down and smiled. The look on her face was like a kid in a toy store. My hard cock was right there – all she had to do was reach down and touch it, and that's exactly what she did. Her eyes lit up and this look of total wonder came across her face as she reached down to put her hands on my hardened cock. Wrapping her tiny hands around my shaft, she looked up at me and giggled. "It's big." She said softly. "It felt big in my mouth when I sucked it, but, seeing it now...... it's bigger than I thought it was." "And it's so hard." She sighed. "Soft on the outside but really hard on the inside." Alison gripped her hands around my shaft, squeezed my member and looked up at me. "Does that hurt?" She asked. "No. Not at all." I replied. She increased her grip and looked up at me. "Now?" She asked. "Does that hurt?" "No." I answered. Alison gripped even harder. I felt pressure, but, it didn't hurt. "How about now?" Alison asked. "No." I answered, chuckling at her. Then, as if she got a brainstorm, she giggled and started stroking me, looking up at me from time to time as she did it. "I like the way it feels." She said, as she started stroking me faster. "Better not do that too much." I warned. "If you make me cum again, it's gonna take me that much longer to get hard." "Oh!" She said, releasing my cock and pulling her hands back. "I don't want that. But," she added, "I do want to play with it some more after we make love. Is that okay?" "You bet." I said, smiling. "I'm going to teach you everything you need to know, little sister. You're going to be trained to suck me just the way I like it, jack me off and pretty soon, you'll be my little sex kitten." "Your slut." She said, quietly, perhaps correcting me. "I want you to make me be your slut. Force me if have to, Brett." My Submissive Little Sister Ch. 05 "I won't have to force you to do anything." I replied. "You'll do what ever I ask because you know I love you. Isn't that right?" "And you'll make me do nasty things?" She asked, with a hopeful look on her face. "I mean really, really nasty things? You promise?" "I sure will and you'll do it because you want to please me." I answered. "But, if there's something special you're thinking about - something you want to do, all you have to do is ask me and I'll consider it." "I can think of a few things already." Alison said, blushing. "That's good, because I want to know everything that turns you on, and I promise I'll be good to you in return as long as you do as I ask without questioning me and without delay. Can you do that?" Alison reached out and put both her hands on my hardened cock and looked up at me. "I will." She replied. "But, mostly, I just want you to rule over me with this." "I don't want to have to think or make decisions, Brett." Alison added. "I want you to do the thinking, and I want you to make the decisions. I will do the obeying..... that's what I want." As I lie there, I knew we were so close to the point where she would graduate from simply being my little sister to being my devoted sub. I knew the instant my cock pushed through the little pink membrane just inside her vagina, there were new responsibilities that and I had to accept. Responsibilities like preserving her previous innocence and documenting the commencement of her submission. And, lying there I got a brainstorm of epic proportion that I had to take action on. "Alison, there's something I want you to do for me." I said. "Actually, I expect you to do it. But, I don't want you to get the wrong idea." I explained to Allison that soon she was going to be changed in such a fundamental way, she would never be able to return to her previous innocent state. Once she sat down on my penis and it obliterated her hymen, there would be no going back. There would be no proof of her previous innocence, and no proof of her virginity. Except perhaps, if we had pictures. "I want to get my digital camera and take some pictures of you before I take your girlhood. I'm talking about completely naked pictures, Allison, including close-ups of your vagina while you hold it open for me." The expression on Alison's face went totally blank. "Face shots, too." I continued. "I can understand this might be hard for you to do, but, I expect you to do it for me. I've already made the decision that you will." I told Alison I shouldn't have to explain my decisions to her, and in the future, I wouldn't feel obligated to give her reasons. But, in this case, I was going to tell her why because I wanted her to see how much I cared for her. Reaching out to hold her hands in mine, I told her there might come a time where she would question my love. She might even question her trust in me, along with her devotion and complete submission. "When that time comes," I continued, "I'll pull out these pictures and we'll look at them together. Perhaps they'll remind you of what you've felt today, and what we've already shared. Maybe it will remind you of how much I love you and how much I cared about your feelings." "Most of all," I added, "seeing actual pictures of the gift you are giving me, and, the way I've honored you might make you recall how you feel right now. Can you understand that?" Alison looked deeply into my eyes and squeezed my hands. Then letting them go, she placed both of her hands between her tiny breasts and pressed them against her chest. "Brett, I can already feel how much you love me." Alison said, softly. "Right here...... right inside my heart, and I would do anything for you. Just the fact that you are willing to grant my wish and take my virginity means more to me than you'll ever know. And, the fact that you cherish me so much that you want to help me remember this night, makes me love you even more. You can take as many pictures as you like. I trust you completely." I heard the words my little sister said, but it was her body language that told me she meant every word that came out of her mouth. As she spoke, she sat up taller and she looked directly at me, without glancing away. She didn't blink or have to think about what she said, her words seemed to flow like they were being read from a love sonnet. This was the most remarkable day of our lives. It was the beginning of a pairing; the start of a weave that would grow tighter and stronger as the days wore on and allow us to give each other what we so desperately needed. Without another word between us, she smiled at me sweetly and gently pressed her naked body to mine. "I belong to you already." Alison whispered in my ear. "The act of taking me is just a formality now. I am truly and utterly yours, Brett. But, please don't make me wait much longer to feel you inside me. Please?" I had to acknowledge her request, and I did, simply promising that she would feel me inside of her soon. But, first, I wanted to take the pictures. It only took me a minute or two to get my camera and make sure I had enough memory space for the pictures I wanted. In my mind, I wanted to preserve her image in her pristine state – unblemished and pure. That meant close up pictures of her pussy and the miracle that lie within her, still intact but soon to be broken. As I stood in the middle of the room and prepared to take the pictures, I made a mental note to take pictures again once she was deflowered so I could show her how she transformed from a girl to a woman. I first had Alison brush her hair and sit on the edge of the bed. Then walking right in front of her, I asked her to take my cock in her hands and put it to her lips. As she did, I started taking pictures. Of course, she began kissing my cock and I snapped away, taking picture after picture as she kissed and licked my member, occasionally looking up into the camera with her beautiful eyes. Then, as she took me fully in her mouth, I took more pictures. I reached out with my left hand to stroke her hair as she sucked me, gently caressing the softness of her baby fine hair as she cooed softly. She pulled away from my cock for a moment and looked up at me with a demure smile on her face and blushed. "I love sucking you." Alison said, softly. "Will you let me do it a lot?" I laughed a little and told Alison that was a request she could count on me granting. She went back to sucking me and I took a few more pictures. "But be careful what you ask for, little sister." I warned. "I just might make you suck me when you least expect it. Like, when someone is watching." Alison's eyes immediately looked up at me. I could see the surprise in her eyes, but she never pulled her mouth from my cock. I decided to test her a little further, telling her as my submissive she might be expected to let me undress her..... maybe even fuck her in front of someone else. When I said it, I could hear Alison taking deep breaths as her mouth sucked me. "I might take you out wearing a see through shirt and a short skirt." I said to her. "You wouldn't be wearing a bra and everyone would see your cute little breasts." She stopped sucking me for a few seconds and looked directly at me. "Are these promises you're giving me, or, are you just teasing me?" Alison answered. "It's not fair to say these things unless you mean it." Picking up on her answer, I spent the next few minutes telling her I might strip her down to just her panties and let guys look at her. Or, that I might make her suck me in public. Or, how I might make her masturbate in front of my friends. Of course, I would probably never do that to my little sister, but, it was interesting to see the effect on her as I said those things. And, the effect was apparent in the way she was sucking me. The pressure of her grasp on my shaft got much firmer and the urgency of her mouth became more pronounced. I had to investigate this further. "Would you like that?" I asked, calmly. "Would you like for me to expose you and show you off to strangers? To my friends?" Without looking at me she quickly replied, saying, "I trust you Brett. I'd do anything you asked me to do." "That's not what I asked." I answered. "I asked if you would like me to expose you. Just 'Yes' or 'No', Alison. Stop sucking and give me a straight answer." Alison pulled back away from my cock and peered up at me. The blush on her face from before had come back, and as soon as I saw it, I knew I'd stumbled across something..... something she hadn't told me and something I didn't expect. "Yes." My little sister answered. "I think I'd like to try that." I guess it was easy to understand that Alison might have fantasies of being an exhibitionist. I had girlfriends in the past that would take liberties with the way they dressed..... give little innocent peeks and shows. And, honestly, I was sure I could keep my sister from doing anything stupid or risky. "Alright, then." I said, pulling myself away from her mouth. "We'll talk about your exhibitionist fantasies and I'll see what I can do. In the mean time, being an exhibitionist ought to make taking these pictures easier." I asked Alison to stand up and spread her feet apart. I knelt down in front of her, and then, putting my camera on the macro setting, I leaned in toward her crotch and started taking pictures. I need to be clear here – I filled the viewfinder with her hairless lips and started taking pictures. I shot from many angles and as I snapped away, Alison helped me out by spreading her feet some more, thrusting her hips forward, and eventually holding her pussy lips open for me while my digital camera did it's job. Wrenching my head between her legs and looking up into her as she held her lips apart, I got some amazing pictures of the pinkness of her pussy. One picture clearly showed the thin, pink membrane of her hymen, and I got several pictures showing the incredible wetness my little sister was blessed with. I had Alison lie down on the bed and pull her knees way up to her chest and took more pictures. The glistening lubrication from her vagina reflected the light from the room, offering a true testament to her ability to get wet, and when I asked her to open herself up again so I could get close ups of her maidenhead, she reached down and gathered her lips together and pulled them apart as far as she good, allowing me to shoot down past her inner lips, creating a picture of her dainty virginity that took my breath away. Her cherry, itself, was for the most part, thin and translucent. There was a small hole in it and even though it was virtually thin and see through, I could see it was living, pink tissue. It's too bad it would be gone soon, because it was such a thrill to see and behold in front of me. I mean, right there – right in front of me, perhaps the most prized possession a girl could own, and the most valuable present she could ever give away. I took many more pictures in the next few minutes, including pictures of her chest and face together. As I did that, I marveled at the precise perfectness of her breasts and nipples. The close ups I took of her nipples showed the textured bumps of her areolas and the very intricate detail of her nipples. These were the kind of pictures that would make any red-blooded man hot and horny. My favorite pictures, though, were the ones we took with her on her hands and knees from behind. Say what you like, but, there's just something perfect and natural about a woman in that pose. The way her legs spread to see the puffiness of her mound and her anus peeking back at you is something to regard in the most admiring way. Yes, it's her pussy you can see, but, the position she was in spoke directly of sex. It's like she was screaming out to be mated – offering a straight open shot into her vagina for no other reason than to be fucked. Plus, there's the added benefit of seeing her anus there, tempting you to touch or kiss and lick. Or fuck. Now before you snarl and say you'd never kiss or lick a woman's anus, I might bring to your attention that the average cell phone or keyboard has more harmful bacteria on it than a toilet seat. And I'm here to tell you without any reservation at all, that kissing and licking a clean anus is probably one of the most inspiring things you could do for your woman. Gentle breaths against her down there will send shivers up her spine and your tender caresses will relax her and open her up to experience the sensation of anal penetration. The thousands of nerve endings in that region respond quickly to temperature, touch and moisture faster than you would think possible, and as I looked as Alison so willingly on her hands and knees in front of me, I promised myself I would explore every inch of her body and discover every secret that could bring her pleasure. If she was to become my submissive, I would take great joy in learning the secrets of her body and how to touch her in ways that would demonstrate my love and caring for her, and that included her ass. I sat down next to Alison and showed her the pictures straight from the camera display. When I showed her the first close up picture I took of her hymen, she smiled and took the camera from my hand and stared at the image. Looking up at me, her eyes grew big and she was speechless. I showed her several more, including the one with her on her back tugging her lips open as far as she could. In that picture she could easily see the delicate barrier which she would give to me before too much longer. We went through the rest of the images and I could tell she was somewhat embarrassed at the pictures of her small breasts. That seemed curiously odd to me, since I'd think close up pictures of her vagina would be the ones that caused any woman embarrassment. But, for Alison, it was the images of her tiny breasts that caused her shame. "From now on," I said to her, "I want you to look for ways to expose your breasts to me. With Mom and Dad here, I know that will be difficult, but, I have to break you of this inadequate feeling you have about your breasts." "They're cute and I like looking at them." I added. "So from now on, no more thick, padded bras. No more hiding them. Understand?" She nodded her head, and as she did, I made an important decision and shared it with her. "I want you to think about what I'm getting ready to say, Alison." I told her. "It has benefits, implications and consequences. You'd be best to think about it and sleep on it before you say anything, and, in fact, I don't want to even discuss it for at least two days. Agreed?" I could see she was confused and had no idea what I was eluding to, but that was fine. She'd understand in a few moments. I told her I was considering moving out into my own place. I'd been saving my money from my paycheck, and since I felt like I'd completed my obligation when Mom and Dad asked me to move back home and help out with her, it was time for me to go. And, at twenty eight years old, I needed a place of my own. Alison's face went stone cold as she stared at me. "Here's the deal." I said. "I'll wait until your graduation comes, and if you're still interested in being submissive, you can move in with me." I told her she would have to juggle multiple roles if she decided to join me. First, she'd be my submissive, and my lover – and I would put her above all other women in my life. She would sleep with me and would have to balance her roles as sister, lover, submissive and slut to my satisfaction. I warned her I would have expectations on her conduct, her wardrobe and I would expect obedience. As I spoke, she listened and paid attention to what I said. "You'd have to get rid of the gothic look right away, Alison. You'll have to go back to your real hair color and drop all the scary, dark makeup. You'll have to ditch any of your friends that are into any of that gothic bullshit and you have to get all your grades up to at least a "B" average by the time you graduate. If you can do all that, you can move in with me." We looked at each other for a few seconds and Alison broke into a sweet smile and then a huge grin. "Thank you." Alison giggled. "I don't need any time to think about it. I can do all that. And, I'd do anything to have you and keep you, Brett. I'm over eighteen, though. You know we could move out tomorrow?" "Mom and Dad would never allow that, Alison." I replied. "After you graduate, and if you do all those things I said.... then, we'll see." She smiled at me and said, "Sure, I understand." Then she paused for a minute and asked me a question. "Can I ask you to do me a favor before we make love?" I nodded at her as I reached out to cup one of her tiny breasts in my hand. Alison shifted from where she was on the bed, and got up. She stood next to the bed and looked down at me. Saying nothing, she raised her left hand to her right breast and touched her nipple. I watched, curiously, as she played with that nipple, touching it and pinching it lightly. Then as I watched her, right hand moved between her legs and she touched her hairless slit, just barely. Propping myself up on my elbow as I lie on the bed, I watched my little sister and saw her do something that was so amazingly beautiful, I was frozen in rapture watching her. "Can you watch me?" She whispered. "This is something I've dreamed about.... having someone look at me while I play with myself. I've just.... uh... never had the courage to do it. And, this seems like the perfect time. Is that okay?" "By all means." I answered. And with that, I watched my little sister blush and then treat me to the one of the most intimate exposes imaginable – I watched her masturbate. Alison stepped up right next to the edge of the bed and shuffled her feet to where they were probably two feet apart. She was already close to me, but, I scooted myself to the edge of the bed so I could get as close as possible to her nubile body. Fluffing the pillow up and making myself comfortable, I settled in to watch. The fingers on her left hand began slowing plucking her nipple on her tiny breast, like she was pinching soft bread dough onto a cookie sheet. She was teasing herself, lightly, and running her fingers around her puffy nipple, stopping every now and then to rub across the sensitive tips. Her other hand was almost motionless as she used one, lone finger to trace up and down the slit between her labia majora. It looked a little awkward to me, but, when I remembered her hymen would block her finger from entering her vagina, it made total sense, and as I watched her finger go up and down her slit she pulled her right foot up and set it on the edge of the bed. This stance opened her lips up enough so I could see the bud of her clitoris poking out at the top of her slit. As she touched herself, I began to hear the crinkly sound of wet pussy lips being fondled. That sound was followed by a sheen of new moisture that began to spread to her finger and shortly after that, to her lips. She spread it out using her finger tips until her whole mound was glistening with her juice and then she looked down at me. "Can you see well enough?" Alison asked. "I want you to see everything." I told her the view I had was perfect and to prove it, I reached down and started stroking my already hard cock. "Oh no, Big Brother." Alison said. "That's for me, remember? You're just supposed to be watching. Okay?" I let go of my cock and trained my eyes back at her pussy just in time to see her bend her knees a little and reach deeply between her legs and gently place two fingers at the entrance of her pussy. She gave me a grin as she moved her fingers around her opening, covering both of them with the fresh juice that was flowing out of her and then smoothly removed her fingers and moved them up to her mouth. My Submissive Little Sister Ch. 05 She made a point to seductively extend her tongue and lick the juice from one finger and then the other one. Immediately, her hand dropped back to her pussy and she got her fingers wet again, but instead of licking them off herself, she extended her hand to me, offering her juice coated fingers to my mouth. I only had to lean forward a little bit to capture her fingers between my lips, and when I did, I found the juices on her fingers were just as thick and slippery as the juices I sucked directly from her vagina when she sat on my face earlier. I savored her taste and the way her fingers felt in my mouth until she pulled them out and put them between her legs again. This time, though, she went directly for her clit, using one finger to rub under her little bud as she looked down at me. I could smell her now, and that smell along with the sounds of her finger moving around inside her wet lips was so sensual, my cock was throbbing and I was beginning to worry that I might be tempted to reach down and stroke myself before too much longer. A glance up to Alison's face told me she might be getting close because her cheeks were pink, her eyes were fixed and staring down at me and she was breathing very shallow. Her finger was circling her clitoris and jutting down between her lips to get more lubrication to fuel her movements. Back and forth she went, down her slit and then back up to her clit where rubbed it lightly and then applied more pressure, repeating the process over and over again. "Oh." Alison moaned; her eyes were closed and her chest was moving in and out quickly. She was making little sounds – moaning and sighing in time with her fingers. Her hand was drenched now, literally covered from finger tips to wrist with the slippery juice that seemed to be flowing from her vagina. Then suddenly, she stopped and her shoulders shook and her fingers froze in place hovering above her clit with her finger tip still extended, just a fraction of an inch away from her clit. She was climaxing as she stood there; I was witnessing the finale of her masturbation – not more than a foot in front of me. I watched for several more minutes while she relaxed her muscles and caught her breath before she opened her eyes and looked down at me. "That's another thing I'd like you to do for me everyday." I said, smiling up at her. "I'll take you somewhere in the house and strip you naked, or, maybe we'll go somewhere in the car. I'd want you to stand in front of me, wherever we were, and touch yourself until you cum." "I'd like that, Brett." Alison moaned. "I'd like that very much." Then I reached up for her hand and asked her if she was ready to get on top of me. "It's time, Alison. I can't wait any longer, and I've put you off long enough. It's time for you to finally get your wish.... to feel a cock inside your pussy." To be continued......