Copyright © 1998, T. Allen Strange. ALL Rights Reserved
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WARNING!! THIS STORY DEPICTS SEXUAL INTERCOURSE
BETWEEN AN ADULT AND A MINOR CHILD!! THE STORY IS
ABOUT INCEST! IF THIS TYPE OF STORY OFFENDS YOU, THEN
**READ NO FURTHER!!!**
THIS MATERIAL IS NOT INTENDED FOR CHILDREN OR
ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF EIGHTEEN (18) YEARS OF AGE!!
ALL PLACES, EVENTS, AND PERSONS DEPICTED IN THE STORY
ARE FICTIONAL. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ANY PERSONS,
ALIVE OR DEAD, ARE COINCIDENCE, SELF-INDUCED
DELUSION, AN OVER-ACTIVE IMAGINATION, OR WISHFUL THINKING!!
ANY PERSONS **STILL** READING THIS STORY HAVE NO
OBJECTIONS COMING TO THEM REGARDING THE CONTENTS
OF THE SAME.
THE SUBMISSION 0F HEATHER
By
T. Allen Strange
CHAPTER ONE
Thomas ached. More precisely, his balls ached. He awoke and
groaned loudly, discovering he had a huge boner! He remembered
the dream; it was still fresh. He'd been having them ever since
he found those "fuck-n-suck" magazines in his father's room.
Raising up on an elbow he heard Randy's deep, even breathing from
his bed across the room and knew he was still asleep. Thomas was
thirteen and his brother Randy was his junior by one year, almost
to the day. Their birthdays were exactly three days apart.
Thomas slipped his hand beneath the waistband of his pajamas
and grasped his swollen penis, and grinned. It was a monster!
He considered jacking off but he didn't have a washcloth to cum
in.
"Damn! If I had a woman like in one of dad's fuck-books, I
would be getting my rocks off right now!", he thought wistfully.
He sighed and slipped out of bed. There was no getting around
it. It was too good to waste. He'd have to go into the bathroom
and whack off. While he thoroughly enjoyed whacking his meat, it
no longer gave him the thrill it used to. Now he only did it
when he was in need of relief, like tonight. He'd been told once
that a man ejaculated barely enough to fill a teaspoon. Whoever
said that had never seen him unload a gusher! If he went several
days without jerking off he could drown a horse!
Thomas padded on bare feet into the hall and hooked a left
toward the bathroom. He paused at the door and glanced across
the hall. His sisters had left the night light on in their room
and forgotten to close the door. They would be in big trouble
when mom got up! She said they were too old to leave their door
open. It wasn't decent.
"Shit! What have they got to be indecent with?!", he thought.
The two girls hadn't begun to develop yet! Laura, age nine, and
Heather, ten, were more of a nuisance than anything else. Still,
he could save them a little grief. He went over to close their
door and looked in as he pulled it to. The door stopped halfway.
In the yellow glow of the night light he saw Heather had
tossed the sheet aside in her sleep. She was laying on her back
with her legs parted, breathing softly. Her nightgown, an ankle
length granny-gown she seldom wore, was up around her waist and
she wore nothing beneath it. That was not unusual; none of them
wore underwear to bed. Just pajamas and nightgowns was the
general rule. It was the first time since he'd caught her
playing "Show Me" with Danny Walker last year that he'd seen her
even partially naked. In her sleep she was unaware she was
giving her brother an even bigger eyeful than Danny had gotten.
She'd been scared that he was going to tell on her and cried. He
merely laughed and taunted her saying he was going to wait awhile
and then tell. He hadn't thought of it again until just now. He
eased inside the room and quietly closed the door behind him,
then moved over to Heather's bed and stared at her bare, hairless
pubic mound. Someday she would probably be beautiful; perhaps
already was. For a ten-year-old she was very pretty, with long
straight blonde hair halfway down her back and deep blue eyes
that sparkled merrily most of the time.
A wicked grin spread slowly across his face. Maybe he
wouldn't have to have blue-balls after all! He sat down on the
bed and ran his hand over her flat stomach, feeling her softness.
If he handled this just right it could be great!
Heather stirred, then opened her eyes sleepily. She looked at
him without comprehension for a few seconds, then her eyes flew
open.
"What are you doing in here?!", she whispered.
"I've decided to tell mom and dad about you and Danny Walker
tomorrow. I thought you should know," he whispered back.
Heather had been in the process of reaching for the sheet to
cover herself. Now she froze, her modesty forgotten.
"No! Please don't Tommy!" Instantly tears formed in her blue
eyes and an icy panic gripped her.
"Why not?", he asked still rubbing her stomach in slow
circles. He glanced across at Laura to make certain she wasn't
waking up.
"Because they'll whip me! They both will. You know it!", she
whispered haltingly, a solitary tear rolling down one cheek.
"What would you do if I didn't?", he asked casually. As he
did he slid his hand between her legs and fondled her pubic
mound. The gesture was significant even to her. He was taking
an unprecedented liberty with her. Her breath caught in her
throat as his hand rubbed across her clitoris. Tommy could be
mean. If she gave in to him there was no telling what he might
do. But if she didn't he might make good on his threat, and she
knew the beating would be merciless!
"Anything!", she whispered fearfully.
"Anything at all?", he grinned, deliberately strumming her
clitoris.
Again her breath caught. She wanted to push his hands away,
but if he told on her...!
"Yes! Anything at all!"
"Hmmm. I'll tell you what the deal is. I can do anything I
want, whenever I want, wherever I want, and you'll do anything
and everything I tell you no matter what..."
Thomas removed his hand from between her legs and folded his
arms across his chest.
"... and I'll forget I ever caught you."
Heather looked up at her brother, her big blue eyes searching
his face. Something told her she was letting herself in for more
trouble than she could handle. But all she could think of was
her father taking her into their bedroom, pulling her panty off,
and using his thick belt on her! It was his way when he was
really mad, making her bend over a chair or something, and then
setting her bottom of fire. But first mother would make her get
naked and then use a switch on her. The switching would continue
a long time. For breaking one of her good China plates at Easter
the switching lasted nearly fifteen minutes, her mother showing
no inclination to stop until Heather literally peed herself.
"Yes, yes! Anything, I promise!"
Thomas smiled then. Yes, tonight was going to be special!
He considered taking her into the kitchen but there was an
added thrill in danger. So he decided here was perfect for what
he had in mind.
"Take your gown off," he ordered crisply, his whispered words
heavy with new-found authority.
Heather sat up in bed and pulled her nightgown the rest of the
way off, glancing worriedly across at Laura. She didn't know
what Tommy was going to do, but she was sure she didn't want to
get caught at it. She had little time to think about it as
Tommy's hand was suddenly on her chest pushing her back down onto
the mattress.
"Spread your legs. Show me your pussy!", he said.
She parted her legs only to have Thomas spread them even wider
until she was doing the splits laying down. To Heather this was
very much like what Danny was doing when they were caught! Then
the difference came. Thomas's hand was back on her pubic mound
fingering her clit. In spite of herself she found it extremely
pleasurable, though she was making little jerking motions as he
was first rubbing gently, then harder. Her breath began coming
in shallow gasps. Then he stopped and leaned close to her ear.
"Now I'm going to do something else. Whatever you do, keep
your legs wide as they are now!" There was an ominous warning in
his voice.
Now the hand that had been fingering her clitoris moved
downward and a finger dipped into her vaginal opening.
"No!", she gasped, pushing at his hand.
Thomas stopped and looked at her. Her blue eyes were wide, a
look of fear in them. He liked the look. He was also aware that
he'd come to a moment of truth. Now his plan either succeeded or
failed on what Heather did next.
"Grab the slats in the headboard and don't let go," he
commanded in a firm whisper.
Heather was pale. She had a firm grip on his wrist. She
continued to stare fearfully at him, then across at Laura who,
though still asleep, was facing them. All she had to do was open
her eyes and Heather would be in even more trouble! Laura would
not hesitate to tell their folks that she let Tommy finger her
pussy! Either way she was had. She looked once again at Tommy.
There was a smirk on his face. She suddenly understood that if
she gave in to him there would never be any turning back.
Slowly she took her hands away and pulled them over her head
to grasp the headboard as instructed.
"Please... don't hurt me," she whispered, fighting back tears.
Thomas smiled broadly. She was his!
He reinserted his fingertip into her pussy. It was moist and
warm. Heather inhaled sharply as he twirled the tip of his
finger around. Then she began to writhe slowly, softly, against
the unfamiliar sensations and occasional discomfort, her breath
coming in halting gasps. It was obvious she wanted desperately
to close her legs, to remove the offending digit from inside her.
But she didn't. She forced herself to keep her legs wide open
and allowed him to finger her pussy. From that moment on Thomas
knew she would do whatever he wanted. More importantly, she
would do whatever he told her.
Heather gasped loudly, then cried out softly as his finger,
dipping further inside her vagina, met with resistance. Thomas
was puzzled for a moment before he understood. He'd found her
cherry! Of course. Heather was only ten, after all. She was
still a virgin! For the first time since he started this he
realized he was the first to be inside her pussy! It was a heady
feeling. His penis was throbbing with a need to release its
loads of semen.
Heather was getting wetter and Thomas considered fucking her,
then decided against it. For now. Only because he was sure she
wouldn't be able to be silent through it all. But he was going
to draw this out a little longer. It would make it that much
better when he finally did dump his load.
"Please Tommy...! I don't... like it!!", Heather gasped, as
Thomas slowly began finger-fucking her. He would press against
the membrane of her cherry each time he dipped inside, then
withdraw so that only the tip was in her, which he then twirled
in circles.
Heather's feet, which extended past each side of her bed,
twitched and her toes curled and uncurled from what was obviously
delicious torture. She squirmed, her back arching and unarching.
From time to time, when his pressed his finger in a little too
hard, she would toss her head and cry out softly, trying not to
wake Laura. She was constantly looking over at her, certain she
would awaken and see them. Thomas delighted in watching his
finger going in and out of her wet, pink, hole and thoroughly
enjoyed knowing he was in complete control. He knew she would
offer no resistance even if he crawled on top of her right now!
But he couldn't risking waking Laura either and his cock felt
like it was going to explode. He decided to get his rocks off
now. He withdrew his finger from her wet pussy and patted her
pubic mound.
"That's enough of that for now," he whispered. "Get up."
Heather sat up and got to her feet, standing shakily in front
of her brother. Her breathing was coming in deep but ragged
breaths.
Thomas retrieved her nightgown from the bed and folded it
lengthwise several times.
"Turn around," he told her quietly.
Heather cast another worried look at Laura and turned her back
on Thomas who promptly used her gown to tie her wrists together.
Then he forced her hands up behind her until they were between
her shoulder blades, after which he looped the gown around her
neck and back down to wrists where he tied it yet again. When he
was finished, her hands were secured in such a manner that she
could offer no resistance of any kind, and were well out of his
way.
Then he stepped back and slowly walked around her, admiring
her supple young body. Her skin was creamy and her complexion
very fair. Her body was lightly tanned except where shorts and
tube tops had covered her skin. Two bands of creamy white
crossed her naked body where these were worn.
Thomas had never noticed how nice and rounded her bottom was
before, and he ran a hand over it now, liking the way her bare
skin felt under his hands. He was actually startled to see the
beginnings of breasts forming. Her nipples were pale pink and
both were erect. He touched them each in turn and decided he
liked that too. Yes, she was going to do nicely!
He continued his walk until he was once again behind her.
"Turn around," he whispered.
When she was facing he saw she was trembling slightly and her
breath was rapid and shallow. But her blue eyes were bright and
there was something like excitement shining in them.
On an impulse he put his hand between her legs and felt. She
was very wet down there. When he slipped his finger inside her
pussy she inhaled sharply but did not look away from him.
Instead a tremulous, shy, uncertain smile greeted his gesture.
"Get on your knees, Sis. I've got something for you," he
grinned slyly.
Heather looked confused but complied. Her eyes widened as he
bent over and quickly pulled his pajama bottoms off. She'd never
seen an erection before and this one was big, at least six inches
long! She looked up at Thomas a little fearfully. He continued
to grin at her.
"Open your mouth, Sis."
Heather was shocked! She'd heard about girls who did things
like this before! He wanted her to suck his thing! Before she
had time to even think about it his hands were on her head
pulling it down, guiding her mouth to his swollen penis. When
its bulbous head was pressing against her lips, however, she
hesitated only for a second opening her mouth and taking it in.
Thomas saw the tears in her eyes but they scarcely registered
in his brain. His senses were taken up in the incredible
sensation of her mouth and tongue around his cock, the delightful
feel of her small teeth gently gliding over the head of his cock
and along its shaft. A drawn out sigh of sheer carnal delight
escaped him. He had no idea a oral sex could be so great!
Heather's hesitation did not go unnoticed however, and he
decided a little encouragement could help his cause tremendously.
"That's the way, Sis," he whispered. "Now just suck while I
move it back and forth. That's the way!", he groaned softly.
"Suck a little harder... Oh lord!... Yeah like that. You're
doing great! Oh lord, Heather, that's terrific!"
Heather looked up at him while she sucked the bulbous head,
greatly reassured by his unexpected praise. The angle allowed
him to see her face clearly and he liked watching his cock
sliding back and forth in her mouth. He held her head that way
and winked at her, slowly increasing the speed of his thrusts,
pumping his cock steadily into her mouth. Thomas wasn't patient
by nature, but he was smart enough to know that he could still
queer this if he wasn't careful. This was probably the hardest
thing he was going to get her to do and if he did it right he
would be getting head from her for a long time to come (no pun
intended.)
When he was fairly certain she wasn't going to rebel, he began
humping her face in earnest. He spread his legs and bent them
slightly at the knee, thrusting with only his pelvis. It was
obscene. He was quickly lost up in the pure ecstasy of it,
delighting in the way his penis looked going into her hot, wet
mouth, gradually making her take more and more of it. It wasn't
long before he felt his cock touching the back of her throat with
each thrust.
Thomas didn't try to force it down her throat, partly because
he didn't think she could take it, but mostly because he thought
she'd gag and resist him, waking up Laura in the process. Before
long he was humping her mouth urgently, the ache in his testicles
nearly unbearable. His own breath was coming in ragged gulps as
his climax neared. He began moaning urgently, his cock pumping
back and forth rapidly. His senses began to reel, then a hot
flash washed over his body, spreading outward from his swollen
penis. Seconds later his cock erupted sending a thick stream of
ejaculate gushing into Heather's waiting mouth. He held Heather's
head firmly as he desperately kept thrusting, his cock spewing its
load of seed.
"Suck it Heather! Don't stop! Keep sucking... ohhhhh, suck
me!", he continued to entreat her.
His firm grip was necessary. As soon as he started cumming,
Heather tried to pull back. He heard her muffled squeaks of
protest but had no intention of stopping. She sputtered and made
some gagging noises as his spewing cock filled her mouth with
hot, sticky, ejaculate. Then to her credit, she resumed sucking
him. He continued ejaculating, sending thick spurts of semen
gushing into her mouth. After several seconds his cock quit
throbbing and he stopped cumming. He took one of his hands from
her head and milked his penis in much the same way a farmer might
milk a cow, whispering, "Suck it all out, Sis."
When his penis was flacid he withdrew it and gazed down at her
dreamily. She looked back with something of a hurt puppy dog
expression on her face. It was several seconds before he
realized her mouth was still full of semen. He knelt in front of
her.
A trickle of white stuff spilled from one corner of her mouth.
"Show me. Open up and show me," he told her.
Heather hesitated only a moment before opening her mouth.
Thomas giggled foolishly. A glob of white semen spilled out and
ran down her chin. She quickly closed her mouth before any more
could spill out. Once again Thomas had a wicked grin on his
face.
"Swallow it! All girls eat cum so swallow it!"
Heather stared at him uncertainly. She didn't want to swallow
his stuff! But, while he was still whispering, his voice was
louder and they were twice as close to Laura as when she was on
her bed. It wouldn't take very much noise at all to wake her.
So she swallowed it.
Thomas resumed giggling and got to his feet pulling her up
with him. He led her over to her own bed and indicated for her
to get on it. Then he made her lay back and spread her legs
again like before.
"That was great Heather," he whispered softly as he began
fingering her clit with a forefinger. Even in the dim glow cast
by the night-light he was clearly able to see the sheen of
moisture around her vaginal opening. Even though he and most of
the other boys had giggled and joked their way through Mr. Slates
Sex Education classes, he knew that girls seeped like that when
they were aroused. Sudden insight told him that, subconsciously,
Heather was responding to him whether she wanted to or not!
She gasped as he slipped his finger into her pussy one again.
Thomas giggled as she arched her back, her eyes widening as he
pressed it into her. Her legs jumped and started to close.
"Keep 'em wide!", he growled softly.
"Be careful Tommy!", she gasped keeping her legs wide.
Thomas wasn't listening. He was watching her. A globule of
his semen gleamed on her chin and there was a white trail of the
sticky stuff running down the right side of her mouth. But her
eyes were still shining and her pussy was incredibly wet. He
felt himself getting another hard-on.
Heather's uncomfortable wriggling slowly changed. Thomas's
finger dipped in and out of her wet pussy at a steady rate. Her
writhing began to change, almost imperceptibly, until she was
undulating. Thomas watched her chest rise and fall with deep,
rapid breaths, his eyes straying to her budding breasts. Her
tiny pink nipples were erect, her face was flushed and she was
trembling. But her eyes were bright when she looked at him.
"You like this, don't you Sis," he said knowing the answer.
Heather looked at him at him a moment before nodding.
Thomas was also caught up in their little drama. He was horny
as hell again! He glanced furtively at his PJ's on the floor,
then across at Laura. She was still sleeping peacefully. He
didn't know how sound she slept but the danger of her awakening
thrilled him.
Thomas was sitting between his sister's splayed legs. Now he
raised himself so that Heather could get a good look at his
erection and was rewarded with an awed stare. He reached under
her head and removed her pillow and slid it under her bottom,
raising her hips up off the bed. She looked confused until he
positioned himself between her legs and leaned over her. Then
she saw him lower himself while guiding his erection toward her
vagina.
"No! Tommy no! We can't do this!", she whispered loudly.
Panic was in her eyes. Thomas quickly covered her mouth with his
hand.
"Shut up!", he hissed glancing at Laura. This time she moved,
rolling onto her back. Thomas held his breath. His erection was
sticking straight out and was less than an inch from Heather's
opening, and if Laura woke up and looked in their direction they
were both cooked! Heather too, was looking in her little
sister's direction fearfully. For a moment they both thought she
was going to sit up. Shortly she became still again and a few
seconds later her soft, even, breathing told them she was once
again sleeping soundly.
Thomas looked down on Heather and grinned.
"That was close!", he whispered, still grinning. "Now just
relax. I'm going to give you a good fucking!"
Thomas's hand was still over Heather's mouth, but she shook
her head negatively. Her pleading eyes were wide and frightened.
"Oh come on, Sis, you want it as much as I do," he said and,
without hesitating, guided the bulbous head of his penis into her
vaginal opening.
Heather struggled, briefly, trying to loosen her bonds to no
avail. Then she cried out as he firmly thrust his manhood into
her pussy. Only the fact that his hand was over her mouth
prevented her from waking Laura.
"There went your Cherry!", he giggled.
Heather tried to close her legs but it was too late even if it
hadn't been a useless effort. The damage was done. She inhaled
sharply and cried out again as her brother thrust his cock all
the way in.
Thomas sighed dreamily. This was great! Her pussy was wet,
warm, tight, and slippery, and felt wonderful wrapped around his
cock! He was awkward at first, his thrusting uneven and
amateurish. But he quickly got the hang of it. After about a
minute he paused and removed his hand from her mouth.
"Be very, very quiet," he whispered softly. Then he took hold
of both her legs and pushed them up toward either corner at the
head of the bed. This kept them wide apart while allowing him
easiest access to her cunt. He kept his right hand on her thigh
to keep it pinned and covered Heather's mouth again with the
other and resumed fucking her sweet pussy.
Heather was making little whimpering noises as he began
steadily humping her. Soon the wet sounds of his groin slapping
against her pubic mound and their heavy breathing filled the
room.
Heather seemed to slowly accept what was happening. Soon the
brightness returned to her eyes and the sounds she made were not
entirely from discomfort. She watched Thomas's cock thrusting
into her tight little pussy with increasing excitement. His face
strained with the pleasure he was taking from her and she found
herself beginning to enjoy it.
Suddenly Thomas began to groan and he began fucking her really
hard. Heather gasped loudly and cried out each time he drove his
cock into her. It hurt so good! Then his thrusting became
erratic and his groaning louder and more urgent. He positioned
himself over her and pressed her leg into the mattress so that
her pussy was raised and firmly clamped his hand across her
mouth. He watched her expression through half-closed eyes as he
hammered his swollen manhood hard into her. Her muffled cries of
pain thrilled him. His balls and groin slapped with loud, wet
impacts against her pussy and bottom. Faster and faster, harder
and harder, oblivious to the noise he was making, reveling in her
pained face and her tight pussy. He felt his cock bottoming out
inside her and knew he was hurting her. He had to keep his hand
firmly pressed against her mouth to keep her from waking Laura.
He felt his climax building and groaned, his breath coming in
strained, ragged gasps. Then with a wonderful, mind-bending
flood of warmth, he came again.
"Oh shit, man! I'm cumming again!", he moaned happily.
Heather felt his ejaculate shooting into her pussy. For
several seconds she felt his throbbing cock spewing hot cum as
his thrusting was reduced to quick, jerky movements. It was
welcome relief from the hard, painful pounding he'd been
delivering. She decided she really liked this part.
Too soon, it seemed, it was over and he practically collapsed
on top of her, panting, with his shrinking penis still inside her
vagina. But he released his grip on her legs and she was able to
lower them somewhat. Only when his breathing returned to normal
did he sit up. His penis came out of her with a plopping sound,
and for a moment he looked down at her nakedness.
"You are one hot little piece of ass, Sis," he grinned.
Heather smiled back shyly. Thomas got up and retrieved his
pajama bottoms and slipped them on, then returned to her bed.
"I guess I'd better let you loose," he whispered, motioning
for her to roll over. When she was on her stomach he untied the
last tie he made and stopped. The pillow was still under her and
this time it was her pretty round bottom that was raised.
"You have a real nice butt Heather, did you know that?", he
asked softly as he fondled her cheeks.
Heather giggled in reply. She liked the way his hands felt
caressing her bottom. She turned her head quickly at him however
when he put a finger on her anus and pressed it in. He grinned
at her while he finger-fucked her asshole. She soon relaxed and
found it not at all unpleasant.
"Some day soon I'm going to give you a real treat back here!"
he snickered.
Heather understood what he meant. She was staring at him
wide-eyed. She nodded. After all, she had no choice in the
matter! While she contemplated this and enjoyed the finger-fuck,
she tried to imagine what his cock in her ass was going to feel
like and decided she probably wasn't going to like it. Her
thoughts were interrupted as he stopped and stood up.
"I'm going to leave now. You should be able to get yourself
the rest of the way loose by yourself!"
Heather watched in stunned silence as he disappeared from her
room. She worked frantically at loosening her bonds. If she
couldn't get loose...!
She was nearly in tears when she finally freed herself. And
she knew her young life had changed in ways she as yet did not
fully comprehend.
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