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  FOREWORD

  There is something about adolescence that encourages young people to try the unknown, the forbidden. The illicit, the taboo, are more attractive and exciting somehow. Maybe this is because most young people feel their rights have been infringed upon for long sough, and now is the time for them to "do their own thing". And perhaps it is strictly a biological phenomenon.

  This is the story of a young girl who dares to try the unknown. Amy is a teenage girl trying to find herself, trying to find out what makes her budding body tick, trying to find out what life is really about. Like many young people, she often learns things the hard way.

  SEDUCED BY SIS is a story about a time that everyone must face, the fragile moment between childhood and maturity. It is a frightening and confusing time, but one which holds lessons which will remain for a lifetime.

  The Publisher

  CHAPTER ONE

  Amy Marshal held her boyfriend's cock with both hands, feeling the gigantic shaft throb. Slowly, she pulled back the loose foreskin which sheathed the gigantic knob and touched the glistening surface with the tip of her tongue.

  "Oh, Keith," she whispered, nuzzling her face into the wiry crotch, "it's so big and... delicious!"

  "Suck it, Amy," the boy said, placing both hands behind her head. "See you can lick it all the way in."

  Although Amy knew that would be impossible, her hunger made her at least try. She opened her mouth as wide as possible and sank her lips down the rubbery slab of dick, feeling it pulsate even more violently, squeezing her lips painfully apart. When his cockhead reached her tonsils, her throat closed suddenly, gagging her. She took a deep breath and pulled back up, spitting the prick onto his stomach.

  "I... I can't do it," she said, almost mournfully, eyeing the monstrous column of cock. "I'll choke to death."

  "Just keep sucking," the boy said, pushing her face back down to his prick. "Unless you're ready for me to fuck out that little cherry of yours."

  Amy shivered, almost forgetting why she had called Keith in the first place.

  She had been talking with her best friend, Sherri, and the subject had, naturally, gotten around to boys -- and this particular boy, Keith Rogers.

  "Go ahead," Sherri had urged, her eyes glistening with anticipation. "Ask him to take you to the drive-in and do it. I bet he'd do it... so good!"

  At first, Amy had balked. She felt this was the biggest decision she had ever had to make, and it frightened her. It wasn't just the pain she feared, but what might happen if her family ever found out, especially her brother. He was studying to be a minister, and had lately been watching her like a hawk, expressing unusual concern over her virtue.

  And now, here she was, in the back seat with the best looking guy in school, holding his cock! Some virtue.

  "Come on, suck it," Keith said, interrupting her thoughts. "Don't you want to?"

  "Yes," Amy said, unable to lie. Just looking at the long, thick cock made her throat ache. But more, her insides were now growing buttery. Already her panties were sticking to her pussy, the silky material pasted in the puckered crack. "Yes," she said again, lifting the cock juice more to her lips.

  "Oh... that's good," Keith said, raising his hips. Her mouth sank a little farther this time, taking in about half of his shaft. "Hey, no, keep it in," he said suddenly, feeling her suck back toward his cockhead. He applied more pressure to the back of her head. "Maybe... if you just... stay like that, you can... do it."

  Although Amy felt her throat constrict even tighter than before, she did as he asked, holding her breath until she though her lungs would burst. A couple of seconds later, she gulped about an inch further down the huge shaft. Oddly enough, the back of her throat relaxed suddenly, accepting the thick ball almost eagerly. Surprised, she lunged forward, gobbling fully to the hairy root. As her chin jabbed between his cum-filled nuts, she twisted her face around, then pulled back quickly.

  "Holy... fucking Jesus!" Keith grunted, half sitting. "You... did it! I... I don't believe it!"

  Quite frankly, neither could Amy. As she looked at the enormous prick, she wondered exactly where she had put it. The thing was about as big as her arm.

  "I did it," she murmured, not only proud of her accomplishment, but happy that the back of her throat was now begging for more. "And... and I'm going to do it again!" she said, locking her lips around the rock hard cockhead. "Mmm-hmmmmm!" she gurgled, again licking to the massive base.

  "Oh... wow!" Keith grunted, feeling her lips tighten around the root of his cock. He closed his eyes and leaned his head against the car window. Every muscle in his body was now flexed so hard he was shaking. "Yes... just like that, baby," he whispered. "God... suck it all!"

  Now that his prod had poked several times between her tonsils, Amy found it deliciously easy to take every inch. In fact, she wouldn't have minded at all if he was even bigger!

  She dug her nails into the taut flesh of his thighs and began bobbing her head up and down with faster strokes, feeling her insides quiver each time she chewed into the patch of chocolate-brown hair. A few seconds later, she stopped, tasting a strange, acrid flavor. The steam from his cum-load was etching the back of her throat like acid, a sensation she couldn't explain.

  "Are you..." she asked from the side of her mouth.

  "Oh... fuck... not yet," Keith said quickly, his words barely audible through clenched teeth. "But... but will you take it in the mouth?"

  I already have, Amy thought, confused. She looked through the brush of hair at the pained expression on his face. Then realizing what he meant, she nodded her head. He must be ready to climax. But she had only been doing this for a couple of minutes! Was it always this fast?

  She began sucking more voraciously, her anger turned to raw hunger. What would it ate like, she wondered, when he did shoot his load. And would it come out like piss, in a steady stream.

  "Get... ready, you little cocksucker," Keith whispered, rolling his body forward, almost into a ball. "God... I'm gonna blow that little dick loving throat of yours apart!"

  When he began bumping up and down, punching his cock savagely in and out of her throat, Amy felt her insides tremble. Tiny explosions riddled the back of her cunt, then swept forward, burning around her puckered rim. She rubbed her knees together and choked suddenly as her orgasm burst wildly around her opening. The tiny lips of her pussy felt as if they were being yanked by an invisible hand. She flinched, stopping all movement for a second, then lunged forward with her face, slapping his stomach with her forehead.

  "Unhhhh!" she cried out, her voice a hungry muffle. Then, as another powerful explosion tore up and down her cunt canal, she thought the top of her head would blow off.

  "Oh... shit, you like it, don't you?" Keith said, his face contorted in anguish. "I'll just bet you love the fuck out of eating cock!" He thrust his hips upward savagely, drilling his meat deeply into her throat. "And... and I'll just bet you're gonna love it when I poke your little pussy apart too!"

  "Mmmmmm!" Amy groaned, only vaguely aware of his words. The only thing that seemed to matter now was the fantastic way her pussy was rippling with release, the way her throat was engulfing his shaft.

  Keith tried to hold back a little longer, but he knew it would be useless to fight the demands of his balls much longer. Already the swirling globs of cum were pressing into the base of his cock, squeezing into the constricted sphincter muscle.

  "Suck... bitch, suck," he winced as a fine bead of sweat popped up on his upper lip and forehead. "God... suck me... good!"

  Amy did exactly that, wondering when she would be rewarded with his orgasm. She scooped his nuts up with her hands and rolled them ov
er her cheeks, giving them gentle squeezes. Suddenly, she felt his cockhead expand to what seemed twice its already huge size, then jerk, completely filling her throat.

  "Now... you little virgin cocksucker!" Keith barked, exhaling. "I'm... I'm... oh... Jesus... fuck... now!"

  At first, Amy didn't taste anything, just felt a fiery sensation sear her throat. But as more of his bubbly load spilled from the end of his shaft, it collected, boiling into her cheeks and under her tongue. Within a matter of a couple of seconds, he had shot so much cream into her mouth it was oozing from the corners of her lips.

  "Are you going to fuck me now?" Amy asked quietly. "I... I mean... can you?"

  "Hell yes," Keith laughed. "I just wanted you to suck me so I could blow out my tubes. I wanted to pop your cherry real slow. Sure don't want to hurt you."

  "Hurt me?" Amy said, again feeling a shiver of fear. "You'll probably kill me with this thing!"

  "Just lie back, baby -- you're gonna like this," he said. "Probably as much as I will."

  He pushed her back and unbuttoned her blouse, then her bra. As the two upturned tits were revealed, he licked his tongue over the coral-colored nipples for several seconds, squeezing his fingers around her tiny waist.

  "Jesus, baby, you've got the sweetest little pair of knockers," he whispered against the soft, yielding flesh. "I'm gonna fuck 'em one of these days, too."

  "Ohhhh," Amy murmured, leaning back, feeling the cool metal around the back window against her neck. She was more excited than ever now, hardly able to wait for the feel of his prick inside her. She squirmed to his touch, gently lifting her hips. "Fuck me, Keith," she whispered, closing her eyes. "Oh... God, I want that big cock reaming out my pussy just like it did my throat."

  "Don't you worry about that, baby," the boy said. "I'm gonna fuck you a new one. But first, I have to make sure you're ready for it."

  He stripped the rest of her clothes off, then sat back on his haunches, simply admiring her body. For a girl so young, she was surprisingly developed, especially her breasts. They were large, melon-like, but, unlike most big tits, they curved upward, almost as if suspended by invisible wires. Maybe it was their size that made her waist seem so small, her hips so rounded, showed off her long, lean legs to best advantage.

  "God... you're beautiful," Keith whispered, tearing his eyes away from the firm mounds. He looked down at the blonde pussy, feeling his loins tighten. "All... over," he added, gently probing his finger around the puckered opening.

  With his other band, he traced the outline of her jaw with his fingers, then brushed them into the soft, shoulder-length hair. It was the same color as the patch of cunt hair, blonde, with highlights of gold. Her eyes were green as emeralds, making her tan seem even darker. Every inch was a study in perfection, he thought.

  "So... beautiful," he murmured again, closing his mouth around her parted lips.

  "Oh... yes," Amy whispered, accepting his stabbing tongue with hungry sucks. "Fuck me. Fuck me, Keith!"

  The boy kissed away from her mouth, leaving a glistening trail of spit across her chin and the hollow of her throat. When he reached her tits, he gobbled around on them like a hungry animal, almost finding it impossible to go further. But as the steam from her pussy burned his nostrils, he lapped to her stomach. His chin was now pressing into the silky hairs clinging to his flesh from the residue of cunt juice.

  "Gonna... eat this up," he whispered, squirming his face between her legs. He placed his thumbs on the sides of her cunt hole and pulled the loose folds of skin away from the small, constricted rim. As the pink, oozing hole came into view, he darted the tip of his tongue inside, then curled it over the smooth, rippling walls. "Oh... fuck... yes!" he gasped. "Gonna chew it up and swallow it!"

  "Oh!" Amy groaned, already feeling the swellings of climax grip the back of her pussy canal. If his cock was anything like his probing tongue, she couldn't wait! "Fuck me!" she cried out. "God, fuck me now!"

  "Not yet, baby," Keith said, clamping his lips tightly around her furry opening. "I... I love eating sweet pussy," he added, his voice lost inside her body.

  Although her body was racked with tortured pleasure, Amy leaned back and closed her eyes, waiting for him to finish. Something told her, however, than the wait would be horrible, because his tongue was merely teasing her, making the ache even worse. She placed her hands on his wide shoulders and pulled his face harder into her crotch.

  "Hurry," she gasped. "It's... it's too good!"

  "Mmmmmm, I know," the boy gurgled, now stabbing his teeth around the base of her throbbing clit. "Hot... hot and... tight! I love licking you out, baby."

  Amy bit her lower lip and turned her head to one side, trying desperately to ignore the demand that squeezed the back of her pussy like a vise. She flinched suddenly, catching from the corner of her eye a shadow that passed over her face. She looked around and froze.

  "...my God!" she cried, scrambling up in the seat and pushing Keith away. "It's... it's..."

  "Get out of the car this instant," her brother said, his voice flinty and cold. "I'm taking you home."

  "Brad!" Amy gasped, trying to cover her cunt and tits with her shaking hands. "What...?"

  "And you," her brother said, looking at Keith. "You're lucky I don't take the law into my own hands and break your neck. You'll hear more from me later." He then directed his attention to his sister. "Now get dressed, you little..." His voice trailed off to an angry grunt. "Just get dressed," he added. "Now!"

  Moments later, Amy found it even difficult to stand, much less follow her brother's stride. Her entire body seemed to have melted. And even when he dragged her toward his car, she stumbled several times, feeling the world close in on her like a damp fog.

  CHAPTER TWO

  Brad glared at his sister as they sat in her bedroom a short while later. He was still trying to figure out what to say to her, to make her realize her soul was in damnation and hell fire. Looking at her, however, made it difficult to concentrate. Each time he tried to purify his thoughts, all he could think of was the way that teen was licking between her legs.

  "What you did was wrong," he said finally, clearing his throat. "And you're lucky Mom and Dad are on vacation, or you would be in a lot more hot water than you are now."

  "You're not going to tell them?" Amy asked cautiously.

  "Not if you repent," he said slowly, trying to tear his eyes away from the swollen area of her tits. "Let's get on our knees together and ask God to forgive us... uh, you."

  "Why was it so wrong?" Amy asked, looking at her brother carefully. "We didn't hurt anybody."

  Before he could comment, she added, "Haven't you ever done it before?"

  Brad turned red. That was the hardest part about becoming a minister, he thought. There had been more than a few nights he had wrestled with the devil over the throbbing ache in his loins, then fallen into an exhausted sleep. He turned a little redder, realizing that the same ache was again centering in his middle, clutching at his balls like a hand.

  "Yes... I did," he said, swallowing hard. The room seemed usually warm. "In my former days as a... sinner."

  "I'll bet you made a lot of girls... happy, in those days," Amy dared, looking closely at his features.

  She realized suddenly that he was more nervous than she was, and it was probably all due to that stupid girl he was supposed to marry. Her father was a preacher, and ever singe dating Libby, Brad had had a complete personality change. He used to be fun-loving and free. Now all he did was read the Bible and try to save souls. Lately, his behavior had become more than tiresome.

  "I... I was a sinner," her brother said weakly, licking his lips.

  "Mmmmmm, I can imagine." Amy grinned, looking at the thick mound of cock between his legs. "Did you fuck a lot of girls?" she asked, wondering where she got the courage to speak to him like that.

  "Amy!" Brad said, standing. "I'm your brother! And... and even if I weren't, a lady doesn't talk like that to..."

  "Who says I'm
a lady?" she said, rubbing her hands over her tits. "I happen to think I'm one horny little girl. And I wouldn't be horny now if you hadn't stopped Keith and me tonight. In fact, I would have had my first big dick."

  "God forgive you." Brad said, his eyes bulging. "Let's... let's get on our knees... right now and beg him to..."

  "I'm going to get on my knees all right," she said, getting off the bed, "but I'm not going to do any praying." She slipped her blouse off, then dropped her skirt, now standing before him in nothing but her panties. "I'm going to get on my knees... right between your legs and suck you, big brother. I'll bet you haven't been sucked in so long your big dick is just begging for it."

  Brad was so stunned by her actions he felt frozen to the chair. The only thing that moved was his jaw as it slowly dropped to his chest, and his cock, which throbbed painfully upward, lodging under the waistband of his trousers.

  "Amy... you... don't know what... you're doing," he said, feeling the room spin, grow even hotter. He closed his eyes and whispered, "Get thee behind me, Satan!"

  "Mmmmmmm, I'll just bet your big dick tastes so good," his sister said softly, kneeling between his legs.

  Brad knew there would be temptation -- Libby had told him that often enough -- but he never expected it to be like this! To refuse some old whore in a bar would have been more like it. To walk away virtuously, his Bible clutched to his chest, assuming he would be in the bar in the first place, which he wouldn't.

  His sister was another thing, however. She was young, ripe, and seemed to be drenched with sexual appeal. He could almost feel the way those little tits of hers would feel against his chest, almost taste the steam from that sweet pussy.

  "Get thee behind me, Satan!" he murmured again, feeling his fingers on his zipper.

  "Do you really want me to stop?" Amy teased, freeing the gigantic slab of cock from his trousers. She ran her tongue up and down the sides of the swollen shaft. "Hmmmm? Do you, big brother? My big brother with a big dick."

  Yes! God, yes! every cell in his body seemed to cry out.

  "No," he heard himself say, feeling forever damned.