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Bobbi Jo By Bernice 14 Lying in bed in my stepsister's stolen Pink Baby doll nitie, I was sure that she and my Stepmother were fast asleep. My cock ached so much at being encased in the lace trimmed satin pantys. My balls felt like they were in a vice, being squeezed. They were so engorged with pent up seed from the constant stimulation of the past eleven hours. I'd stolen the pantys that morning from the hamper and slipped them on, not wanting to get caught carrying them to my room. But then after putting them on, my instantly hard cock begged me to wear them all day. I vowed to go back and find the rest after Rita, my stepmother, left for work and Brandy my stepsister disappeared into her room. But that hadn't happened, they'd both spent the day at home. But maybe I should tell you a bit about my family so you aren't confused. Dad had met Rita two years after my mother had been killed by a drunk driver while she was jogging. I was all of thirteen and just beginning to figure out the differences between boys and girls. Of course I had always been a Momma's boy. So her death hit me really hard. Dad hadn't known what to do. And in my grief I'd taken to sleeping with one of her nities stuffed with the extra pillow from my bed, to curl up with. It was all so innocent. Then at fifteen, dad started seeing Rita. He tried to tell me about her but I didn't care, she would never replace my mother. I'm sure at some point he told me that she had a daughter my own age, but I hadn't met her yet. Rita soon began spending the night on weekends and it soon progressed to the point that she was there all weekend. Of course I never rose to the invitation to go along when they went to her house. It was a bit of a surprise though when I came home to find my mother's things all boxed up sitting in the garage. It was the beginning of summer, and I found Rita and Brandy carrying the last boxes down. The back of Rita's little SUV was loaded with their things. And then Dad pulled up and backed a rental trailer into the driveway. "What's all this Dad?" I demanded. "Son, we discussed this. Rita and I got married this morning at the courthouse, she's your Stepmother, and Brandy is your Stepsister." I just barely remembered then the conversation, and my refusal to go along to witness it. "Be good and help your sister empty the trailer, please." then he'd unhooked it and He and Rita had left for their honeymoon. Reluctantly I did as little as possible, helping to carry things into the house. At fifteen and a half though I did notice that my stepsister was a stone fox, possibly even wet dream worthy. On top of that we had both been in several classes together in school. She was the popular slut who turned down the average guy like myself, only dating muscle headed jerks. It was probably a week after Dad and Rita got back that I found out that Brandy had cleaned my room. I knew she was in charge of laundry. I just never knew that she went into my room to get it. The nitie of my mother's was gone from its hiding place under my pillows. She just kept grinning at me like she was waiting to tell the world, but she hadn't said a word. Still I knew that she had dirt on me that she could use for leverage if she ever wanted. All summer she kept parading around in her nities slowly progressing to just pantys and bras when no one else was home but the two of us. Slowly I realized I'd begun to fantasize about fucking my stepsister. I'd even taken to stealing her pantys out of the bathroom hamper to jack off into and leaving them soaked with cum for her to find later. It became like a game between us, and still she never said anything. I slowly progressed to wearing her pantys, and oh my god how good and erotic it felt. It seemed like I had a constant hardon. As school started, I'd progressed to stealing her pantys every night and leaving them plastered with cum as I fantasized about fucking her brains out, or cumming all over her pretty face. We both got our driver's license about halfway through the year. But my dream of having my own car fell through They got a car for both of us to share. Dad reasoned that if we were riding together to school we might become closer as brother and sister. One morning as I was tying up the trash I heard her huff, then mumble something that sounded like, "Nice choice." Which brings me back to today. It was the first day of summer vacation. And like I already said I'd stolen the pantys this morning and slipped them on. But when I went back for the top the hamper was empty, Brandy had already started the wash. Oh shit, if I put them back now Mom would know my secret. All day she'd managed to hang around close not giving me a chance to change. She'd insisted that I get my yard work done today if I wanted the car this weekend. "Mark is going to pick me up," she explained. Finally at about six, she got ready for her date and I rushed to my room to beat off before my balls exploded. Only lying across my pillow I found the top of the nitie. Pinned to it was note. "Bobbi," "I know that you are wearing the matching pantys. And that you have been wearing and masturbating into my pantys for almost a year now. I've finally decided what to do with this information." "Unless you want me to tell 'Everyone' you will not take off the pantys or beat off. Look under your pillow." I looked only to find pictures of me in her pantys jacking off. There was even one picture of me with my own cum splashed on my face, and licking it off my hand. I was now horrified how did she get those pictures? I read the rest of the note. "You are to wear the rest of this nitie to bed. Remember, no jacking off, I'll be checking later tonight. We are going to become much closer, you and I. Mom and Daddy will be happy to see that we are finally getting along, and I think you will enjoy the plans I have in store." "XOXOXXXO" "Brandy" Now laying here in her nitie, my raging hard cock throbbing, aching for release I started to touch myself. She'd fallen asleep I was sure. Then suddenly my closet door opened up and there she stood. In a low voice she asked, "Did I tell you that you could do that little Sissy?" I froze as she quickly crossed to the bed in a matching nitie as I jerked my hand away. "Let me see if you are really enjoying yourself." Her hand cupped my aching balls nestled in her stolen pantys. I almost cried as she gave them a little squeeze. "Nice. So how do they feel?" "Do you like wearing my pantys?" "Do you ever think about licking my pussy when you fantasize about fucking me?" "Oh wait, you like licking up your own cum, don't you, you naughty Sissy?" She had slowly climbed onto the bed straddling me. Her panty covered pussy was pressing down, pinning my hard throbbing cock between us, separated by two layers of satin and lace pantys. I could feel the heat, and the wetness as it seeped through to my cock. Her hands covering my chest, squeezing my male breasts she said, "Be a good little sissy and make me cum, and I'll let you cum." Not even waiting for an answer she pulled my hands together over my head holding them together at the wrists with one hand. I was afraid to protest. "We don't want you to be nasty and touch yourself now," she said as she raised up and moved forward. Her panty covered pussy smelled erotic. The crotch was plastered and wet with cum, Marks Cum. "Be a good girl and lick me all clean," her knees now pinned my elbows as she let go of my hands then pulled the pantys to the side as she pushed that cum filled pussy against my mouth. Her hands now free she grabbed my longish hair pulling my face in deeper. I felt like I was drowning, suffocating, and relented. Mark's cum was slightly different than my own, but I soon found myself enjoying the taste of his cum and my stepsister's pussy combined. I was so turned on I didn't realize it until I started cumming in my pantys. Scooting down with a wicked grin she whispered into my ear. "You naughty Sissy, I didn't even need to touch you." My cock was still throbbing spewing my goo out as she pressed herself down over it. Trapping it between us. "Now let's see if my little Sissy can stay hard," she cooed as she began rocking back and forth. She kissed me on the lips. "Mmmmmm, yummy. Now tell me you liked doing that." "B, Brandy, please," I begged, feeling my tears of humiliation welling up, then running from the corners of my eyes. "You like sucking Mark's cum out of my pussy don't you little sissy? You want to suck his cum out of me tomorrow night too don't you Sissy Bobbi?" "Please Brandy." Her hand pushed my pantys down in the front and I felt my cock head touching her bare pussy lips. "I wish I'd known you liked wearing pantys sooner. Just think of all the fun we've missed together." She rocked her hips and I felt myself slipping into her. "Please Brandy, I'll do anything you want. Please don't tell on me." "Anything I want little Sissy Sister?" It hit me then, I was trapped now, at her mercy. I felt her pussy squeezing my cock tightly like a vice. "Y, Yes," I moaned and began cumming into her. When I finished she got up and then took my hand. She led me through the closet and the adjoining door that had always been locked, to her own bed. "I found a key," she said with a smile. "Now pretty Sissy, I want you to lick me clean again." I knelt in the floor licking her wet pussy, sucking my own cum out of it until she shuddered, biting her hand to stifle her orgasm. Then she took hold of my hair urging me to stand up. She reached down tucking my limp cock into the crotch of my stolen pantys. "You will always keep it tucked back like this so no one sees it, understand?" I nodded as I mumbled, "Yes Brandy." "And no more standing up like a nasty boy when you pee. Girls, and especially Sissies always sit down." She smiled then. "I won't have to clean your dribbles off the seat anymore." "B, Brandy," I stuttered. She caressed my face. "Yes Bobbi?" "Please don't tell anyone, please!" Now she got all serious. "I've decided that you and I are going to go shopping tomorrow. You still get to drive the car, so in that sense I am keeping my promise to let you have it." "Sh, shopping?" "Of course, we are going to get you your own Pretty Pantys. I can't have you ruining all of mine now can I?" After a couple of minutes she said, "In the morning you will come down to breakfast and let Mom and Dad see how well we're getting along. They'll both be very happy, and not worry about us while they are gone for the weekend." "Ok Brandy." "Bobbi, I left an empty box in your closet. You are to put all those nasty boy underwear in it before you go to bed. You are not going to be wearing them anymore." "But, but, but Brandy," I started to protest. "Do you want me to show your pictures to Mom and Dad?" She was serious, I could tell. "No, please no, I'll box up my underwear," I relented. "All of it, I'll be checking." She patted my panty covered ass as I turned to go back through the adjoining closet. She stood in the open doorway and watched as I opened drawers and took out my underwear. Then placed them into the box before she carried it back to her room. I lay there both aroused and terrified at the same time. Feeling ashamed of being caught, and at the same time I felt relief that she had promised to help me further explore my own confused feelings. I'd always felt some resentment toward girls, I just never knew why. Now I was beginning to think about it, why had I resented her so much? It wasn't just the loss of my mother, no, it was that she and Mom always got to wear pretty things. I guess when I finally fell asleep I was exhausted because the next thing I knew she was waking me up. "Bobbi, here I brought you these." She had a pair of bright pink satin pantys. "Just put them on under a pair of sweats and come down to breakfast. And remember, no more standing to pee." I hurried and did as she ordered me to. Sitting on the toilet in our shared bathroom I blushed as I peed. I hadn't even realized that I was still only wearing the nitie, Mom and Dad were still asleep. I was just stepping through my door when Rita stepped out into the hallway. In shock I'd turned to look at her and saw the surprised look on her face before I hurried in and closed my door. My back pressed to it I began to panic. She'd seen me in Brandy's nitie, oh shit she would tell Dad and my life would be over. I let myself slip to the floor as I felt the tears welling up in my eyes. "Brandy?" I heard her at my stepsister's door. "Yes Momma?" "I am curious about something," she said now in Brandy's room. "What's that Momma?" "I just saw Bobby wearing your Baby Doll. Is there something his father and I should know about?" "Oh shit, I mean shoot." "Brandy?" "Sorry Momma. Ummm, I'm sort of helping him explore a little bit." Brandy said. "Explore?" "Please Momma, it's important. He's kind of afraid that no one will understand but," she paused and I knew she was trying to think up her excuse. "Oh, he's curious. I always thought he was too pretty to be a boy. And his hair is, well he does look a lot like a girl from the back." Rita said. "Do you want me to talk with him?" "Momma, you'll terrify him. Please just let me help him ok? You and Daddy go have fun like you planned and I'll help Bobbi figure out his feelings." "What are you planning to do? I hope you'll let him know that it's ok with me if he wants to become a girl. It would be a lot easier to relate to him, her." "Please Momma, don't say anything." "I won't sweetie. But you need to get her, her own things. She can't keep wearing yours. I'll give you my credit card before we leave so you don't have to wipe out both your allowances." "Thanks Momma." "I guess now I understand why he's been so shy and doesn't date girls," I thought I heard a giggle. "I thought it was you that borrowed my black lace pantys last week, but I guess it was Bobbi. Or does she want to be called Roberta now?" "Momma please, I promised. Just call her Bobbi, Daddy won't know that it's Bobbi with an 'I'," Brandy said. After she left Brandy rushed into my room through our adjoining closet. "Oh my god that was close. You got caught by Momma." "Brandy," I was crying. "Did, did she really mean what she said, you know about helping me?" "What?" "M, Mom, did she mean it. You know about not telling Dad, and helping me explore?" I was afraid she was going to say 'No'. "She won't say anything to Dad. And if she wasn't serious she wouldn't be giving me her credit card. Now get up out of the floor and go wash your face before you come down for breakfast little sister." It was true, I was younger than Brandy by a month and a half. I guess I really would be her little sister when I was wearing her clothes. I quickly changed out of the nitie and pulled on the pantys feeling myself beginning to get excited. I almost forgot to tuck my penis back before I pulled on a pair of sweats and a T-shirt. In the kitchen I found Mom and Dad going over the details of where they would be staying in case of emergency. Dad gave Rita a funny look as she handed Brandy her credit card. Then taking out her hairbrush she stepped up behind me and began brushing my hair. "Bobbi you have such nice hair. You really should do more to take care of it if you're going to wear it long." I saw something in Dads eyes when I didn't protest her brushing my hair. "I'll go grab our bags Lov." Dad kissed her on the lips and headed up stairs. "So, big plans for your weekend together?" asked Rita. I couldn't stand it any longer, I had to say something. I twisted around in my chair and really hugged her for the first time in my life. "Thank you Mom for understanding," I had tears in my eyes and didn't know why. But I clung to her like I would have if she was my mother. "Shhh, it's ok. And don't worry, I'll do everything I can to help too," she promised. "Thank you Mom," I snuffed and looked to see Dad standing in the doorway with the suitcases, a shocked look on his face. "Is everything ok?" "Yes Daddy, you and Momma go have a fun weekend," I said. Then I realized two things. I'd actually called Rita, Momma for the first time ever. And I'd called my Dad, 'Daddy'. Brandy only called him that when she wanted to manipulate him or Mom. What was happening to me? Dad gave us both a hug as he and Mom left for their weekend getaway. "Wow, you went overboard there," Brandy said. "I almost believed you really want to become a girl." I didn't say anything, I was still processing it in my own head. "Come on Sissy, let's get you ready to go shopping," she said. "Br, Brandy," I started to say something. When she turned around I threw myself into her arms, hugging her tightly. "I know you just want to turn me into your little Sissy Slut, but, but Thank you." "Whoa, wait a minute. Are you getting all girlie on me?" "I, I know I'll never be a real girl, and if all I ever manage is to be a Sissy, then I guess I'm glad I have you to teach me." She didn't answer right away, she just led me by the hand up to her room. "Ok now take off those sweats and that god-awful T-shirt." I silently complied as she began pulling things out of drawers and out of her closet. Then she led me to the bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub as she directed me in how to use Nair on my legs, and Armpits. She grinned as she rubbed it over my chest, "I'm glad you don't need to shave yet, now hold still." I was sitting there letting the Nair work when she started in on my eyebrows. I was close to tears as she plucked and shaped them. Seeing the tears welling up she said, "You really are a Sissy. A real girl wouldn't be ready to cry from just a few hairs being plucked." Then before I could say anything else she had me stand up and spread my feet apart. I saw a wicked grin just before she got out the little shaver. "I'm going to buzz your bikini line, unless of course you want to go for the bare look like I have." She hesitated looking at me. "B, bare?" With a giggle she said, "Yes I think hairless would be better. You'll enjoy the feel of your pantys more that way." After I showered off the Nair she led me back to her room and had me start getting dressed. The more I put on the more I looked like a girl and I liked the way it felt. The short skirt was barely long enough to cover my butt, and I had to giggle knowing now how she felt wearing it. The boys would totally be checking me out. The matching bra was a bit tight but it pushed my chest up into little perky breasts that didn't even begin to fill the cups. She added a pair of jell enhancers to fill it out. While I'd been dressing she'd done her makeup, now it was my turn as she sat me in front of her vanity. She did mascara and just a touch of eye shadow, then a plumping soft pink lip gloss with a clear sealer over the top. I had to admit I'd been expecting her to make me look like a cheap whore. Next came the heels. Hers were too small and I couldn't get my foot into them. So she ran to Mom and Dad's room and came back with a pair of moms three inch strappy sandals. It took me about an hour to get used to walking in them to her satisfaction. Then she found me a purse, and put my ID in it along with a bit of makeup and some clean tissues. "Go get your keys and your Phone, Bobbi," she directed. Then as we started for the car she began coaching me in how to sit, how to get in and out a car, how to carry my purse. She was surprised when I thanked her for the advice and hugged her. It took me a few minutes to get used to driving in the heels. But by the time we reached the mall I was doing pretty good, and proud of myself. I was still fighting the urge to run and hide, but I wanted to know how it felt to go shopping as a girl. I was self-conscious of my short skirt and how it swayed and swished, of the clacking of my heels on the tiled floors. She spent a good twenty minutes just walking around, telling me to loosen up before leading me to Spencer's. The first thing she bought me was a necklace with a sparkly pendant that read 'Cum Slut'. Of course she wouldn't let me see it before she fastened it around my neck. Every time I tried to look in a mirror she steered me away, "Not yet." Next I got my ears pierced, and finally saw the necklace. Well at least at a distance no one could read it, I reasoned. She bought me several little bracelets and a ring. Then she led me into a boutique. They had a lot of things that just screamed Sissy, and I knew that was what she had in mind. So I was really surprised when she led me instead over to more normal clothes like she had me wearing already. As she began helping me pick out things, still on the almost too short side I had to ask her why. "Brandy, thank you for not making me wear something embarrassing," I said. "You really do care about me don't you?" "Well, yes. Besides if I did that, now that Momma knows, she'd kill me," she grinned. "But don't think I'm just going to be all sugar and spice because of It," she warned me. "I, I trust you Brandy," I said hoping that whatever she was planning wasn't going to get me hurt or worse. I really didn't trust her all that much, but she was being exceptionally nice to me considering everything she had on me. "Good, because I really do care about you," she answered. Then as we were heading home she told me that if I needed the car tonight it really was ok, that Mark was picking her up. It felt strange, I was still afraid of someone else seeing me, recognizing me as I got out of the car at home. We carried in the shopping bags and I began putting my new things away, hanging up my new clothes in the walk in closet. Sight of the door made me smile as I reached out to touch it. "Thank you," I said to it in low soft voice just as it opened from the other side. "Come on we don't have much time," she grabbed my hand pulling me into her room. She quickly began changing right there in front of me as she began telling me what she expected of me. "You are going to clean the kitchen and vacuum the living room. Then you are going to dust the shelves and pictures since I didn't get to it today because I was busy with you all day," she said. "I'm not sure how long Mark and I will be out, so don't wait up. If Momma or Daddy calls before I get back tell them I'm already asleep." I stood at my window watching her as she hurried out to get into his car wearing clothes that I knew Momma would have forbid her to wear. Then I saw there was another guy in the car with Mark, maybe it was a double date. I'd just finished loading the dishes into the dish washer when the phone rang. It had only been an hour and it was still light out, only six thirty so I knew it was too early for her to be asleep when Momma asked where Brandy was, I guess I hesitated too long. "Bobbi, your father is down stair getting us some wine, so I want to talk to you, please?" "Uhh, yes Momma," I answered unsure. "Has Brandy been nice to you? She didn't do anything to embarrass you did she?" "No Momma, she, she's been really nice and bought me some really nice clothes to wear," I answered her. "How did she manage to do that without knowing your sizes?" "I, she took me shopping with her." "She did what?" "It's ok Momma, no one recognized me and, and was really a lot of fun being dressed up and, and able to try everything on first," I told her. "Bobbi, thank you," she said. "For what Momma?" I asked. "You've been calling me Momma and I know I can never replace your mother, but I do want to be a Momma to you, I always have," I thought heard a bit of tearful joy in her voice. "Are you sure that you and Brandy are getting along ok?" "Yes Momma, please don't worry. You and Daddy just enjoy your getaway together, Brandy and I will be just fine," I said as I sat down in a kitchen chair. "Momma?" "Yes Sweetie?" "Thank you for understanding. I really am enjoying being a girl and I want, I want you to see me all dressed up, but I'm still kind of scared about Daddy finding out. I hope that's ok?" "Bobbi, we can take this summer to explore to see if this is what you really want before we have to tell your Daddy about it. But trust me Sweetie, it'll all be ok." "Thank you Momma." we hung up and I sat there a moment dabbing at the tears I hadn't been aware of while I was talking to her. "What's taking so long?" I heard Mark ask in the living room, and jumped out of my chair. Brandy grabbed hold of me. "Hey, shhh, shhh, stop being scared," she told me. Then she opened the refrigerator and took out six pack of beer. "I'm going to get the guys up to my room. That'll give you time to get to your room unseen. Thanks for talking to Mom," she kissed my cheek in a sisterly way then hurried to the living room. I went to my room as soon as they were safely in hers, it didn't take long for them to get down to action though. And heard them as they started. "Yeah baby suck Greg's cock real good," I heard mark say. "Shut up and fuck me damnit," from Brandy. "Mark, are you going to let me get some of that?" I now recognized Greg's voice. Shit my stepsister was in her room fucking two of the school's football players. Curiosity got the better of me as crept into the closet and then through the now unlocked door. Her closet door was halfway open and I stood there watching as they spit roasted my sister between them. She was moaning and gurgling as Greg shoved his cock down her throat. Then Mark began slamming in hard from behind as he started cumming inside her. Greg pulled away from her mouth and went after her from behind, saying something about getting sloppy seconds as she began sucking Marks cock. She kept glancing at the mirror on her dresser, looking right at me as I stood there rubbing my bent tucked back cock. Then Greg began to cum shooting his load deep into her along with Mark's. They both leaned back as they cracked open a second beer each. "Brandy, how about you let me tap that tight little ass of yours? You keep saying no but I know you want it." asked Mark. "Yeah have a beer and relax, we'll both be real gentle," promised Greg. "No you are not fucking me in the ass," she said. "It hurts too much." "So have a beer and relax, we'll be gentle. Please baby?" Mark was pleading. "How about you let me watch you two get each other hard again then I'll see if I feel like letting you fuck my ass Mark," Brandy told him. "Oh yeah baby," Mark began stroking Greg's cock which was getting hard his own cock was already at attention. Greg reached over stroking Mark's throbbing cock as they lay next to each other. 'click' 'click' 'click' "What the fuck Brandy?" "Hey you took pictures of me and Karen together." Karen Holmes was Greg's girlfriend. "Ok just don't show them to anyone, please." from both guys said. Watching them jerking each other's cocks was so erotic. I reached into my pantys and began stroking myself, then saw Brandy smiling right at me in the mirror. Greg was just leaning over toward Marks cock, licking his lips when Mark suddenly jerked up straight and off the bed. "Fuck Brandy, your stepbrothers hiding in your closet," he started my direction, his face filled with rage. I tried to back up and hit the door behind me, it closed. When I turned trying to get it open though a hand closed on my ponytail dragging me out into her room. "Mark," the slap was loud and violent. "Let her go." "Your brothers a fucking Tranny Fag?" "Holy shit Brandy this is going to be so fun breaking in this little queer's ass," added Greg jumping off her bed. "Guys," she was holding up her cell phone. She was trying to get control of the situation. "Recognize this picture? I hit send, it goes to everyone on Facebook," she warned. "Brandy you can't be serious," Mark said. "You hurt her, or even think about outing her to anyone I'll ruin you. I don't care what it costs me in return." Her voice dripped menacingly. "I thought you didn't like your stepbrother," countered Greg. "Just think of all the fun we could have with this." "I didn't say you couldn't have fun with her, just you aren't going to hurt her or anything like that. And I meant what I said about outing her." Greg grabbed her phone and was quickly trying to erase the pictures. Brandy began to laugh, "I already sent them to my Email account dumbass. And Karen has copies too, of everything. How do you think she's going to feel knowing you're over here behind her back fucking me?" she paused and they let go of me. "Probably the same way I felt when I got the pictures of you and Mark tag teaming her after the game last Tuesday." "B, Brandy, I'm sorry I didn't mean to watch you," I said. Walking over to me she put her arm around me. "It's ok little sister. Did you like what you saw?" "I, yes it was, it was exciting to watch," I admitted. "Would you like to watch some more? I mean like when Karen gets here in a few minutes we're going to have a sex party." "You want me to have sex with these guys?" I was blushing as well as scared. "Between Karen, Ginger and I, I think we can make sure no one forces you to do anything you don't want to. Besides Jessie and Marvin are coming with her." "What?" "Relax guys they don't know that you both like playing with each other's cocks. But if you don't want them to find out you better make sure my sister doesn't get hurt." I could see that Brandy was really getting off having so much control over these two meat headed jocks. Jessie and Marvin were also on the football team, but I didn't know who Ginger was. She was dictating to them how they were to behave since we weren't supposed to have anyone over while our parents were away. Which meant they had to be sure to replace the beer they drank up. of course Daddy only drank maybe one a week, but still he would know if his six pack was gone. When the doorbell rang she said, "Bobbi, go answer that since you're the only one still wearing clothes." I knew my fear was written all over my face when I opened the door. "Hi Bobbi, you're even prettier than Brandy said you were." She stepped inside trailed by Jessie, Marvin and another girl who looked about as frightened as I did. "K, Karen?" it was Ginger. She was staring at me with a shocked look so I knew she recognized me. "Ginger, I told you I don't want to hear any whining. Besides you have Bobbi to play with if you don't want to join the fun." Karen spun around and led the way up to Brandy's room while Ginger and I followed the group. "Is, is Brandy forcing you to do this too?" asked Ginger. "Older sisters can be so mean sometimes." "What do you mean?" I asked her trying to figure out what was going on. I knew that Karen had a younger sister and brother but I didn't think Ginger was her sister. We stepped into Brandy's room and she began to cringe pulling back from the rest. "Ginger, I'm happy you came too." "B, Brandy, please don't," she started to cry. "Ginger get your little ass over her and start getting their cocks ready. You can teach Bobbi how to be a good fluffer for her sister," commanded Karen. I watched as Ginger slowly stepped, head down to the middle of the room and dropped to her knees. Mark and Greg were on her instantly, shoving there semi hard cocks in her face. I could see the tears rolling down her cheeks as Greg grabbed a handful of hair. "Come on you little cock sucker, get it all hard and wet." The meaty black, hand that dropped onto his shoulder stopped him in mid taunt. "I told you last time, that is no way to treat a lady," Marvin's fingers tightened on his shoulder. "Unless you want to sit out the rest of the season you will ask her nicely." "Look Marvin she aint a lady, she's a fucking fag," Marvin picked him up by his shoulder and I thought I heard something snap. "Oh shit," he screamed as he grabbed at his shoulder. "Karen, Brandy I'm sorry for ruining the party," Marvin said. "Coach is going to can your ass over this," warned Mark. "Really?" Jessie got in his face. "What are you going to tell him? That you and dickhead here were abusing two pretty girls at a sex orgy, or that you get off on jacking each other off in the showers when no one else is around?" "Mark, I, I think he broke my fucking collarbone," groaned Greg. His voice strained near tears. "Go on get out of here, take him to the hospital. We'll take care of the ladies while you're gone." As soon as they were out the door Ginger jumped off the floor throwing herself into Marvin's arms. Her tears streaming down her face as she thanked him. "I told you I would take care of you. I hate the way he acts like he can do anything he wants to you and I'm tired of it." Suddenly they remembered I was there. Jessie put his hand around behind me resting on my bottom. "So Brandy has a special little sister too," his grin said 'I know your secret'. "So we can still call you Bobbi. But is it going to be short for Roberta or you going to still be Robert at school like Eugene?" I heard the doorbell again and we all froze. "Oh, sorry I invited Calvin and Ray," Marvin said. "I kind of figured those two dickheads wouldn't be hanging around very long." He untangled himself from Ginger and went to answer the door. "G, Ginger, oh wow I had no idea," I started. She hugged me tightly. "I know, but last week when I heard Karen and Brandy talking about her plans for this weekend I decided to get Marvin involved." "Uhh, thanks." I said. "He really hates it when guys get like that with girls." "Guys," Marvin began. "This is Brandy's sister Bobbi. She's as special as Ginger is. So be gentle, and if she says no you'll answer to me." "And me," added Jessie. "I thought you guys wanted to fuck real white girls," said Brandy. "We do, but we ain't into forcing anybody into something they really don't want to do." Calvin added. "And we don't need booze or weed either," countered Ray. Jessie still had his arm around me, "You got a room that isn't quite so crowded?" he asked. "Go ahead you two," encouraged Brandy with a funny look on her face. Then I realized I was blushing and hugging Jessie. "Jess, she's a complete virgin, be gentle." "Oh I plan to be, something tells me she's worth the agony of waiting for." "You aren't mad about Mark and Greg are you?" asked Ginger. Our sisters looked at each other a moment then said, "No we were getting ready to break up with them anyway. They only think they have what it takes to satisfy a girl." In my room Ginger and I both sat on my bed with Marvin and Jessie. He kept rubbing my back gently and I was beginning to relax realizing he wasn't about to start forcing himself on me. Ginger on the other hand sat straddling Marvin's lap. they began kissing and soon his hands were under her top. "M, Marvin will you fuck me this time?" it sounded like a plea. "Not until you're ready, I don't want you to be afraid of It." she was busy opening his pants. "Please Marvin, I can take it, really I can." He lay back across my bed. "Maybe you should concentrate on helping Bobbi learn what she's doing," he suggested as Jessie lay back on my pillows. She blushed and looked at me. "I really want to, but I don't want to go too fast," I realized my voice was filled with the fear I was feeling. "Shhh, it's ok. We don't have to do anything if you don't want to," he assured me as he pulled me down next to him. "We can just cuddle and watch Ginger and Marvin." When I started to raise up to see what was happening at the end of the bed my hand dropped onto his very hard, very huge cock and I froze. He let out a soft groan as his cock twitched under my hand. What should I do? If I jerked my hand away he'd think it scared me, even though something that huge really did scare me. I didn't want him to think I was too timid. "It's ok, just get used to how it feels," he urged me as his lips brushed against my ear. Ginger had Marvin's cock out now, her fingers curled gently around it, stroking slowly up and down. I watched as she slowly began kissing the head, her tongue lapping up the clear fluids oozing out. I didn't realize that my own hand was moving on Jessie's cock. With giggle she said, "You really are a virgin aren't you?" I blushed and she reached over to squeeze my hand gently. "You gotta let the horse out of the barn if you want to learn to ride." Thankfully Jessie helped me get his pants open, and as I pulled them down his cock jumped out at me. My god it was almost as big as my forearm. I glanced at Ginger and saw she was licking Marvin's like a lollypop. It was so pretty with its purplish head all glistening with precum secretions. I pressed my lips to it and kissed it as it twitched, more goo oozing out to coat my lips. There was a musty odor, and a tangy salty taste, but it was intoxicating as it tingled on my tongue. I found myself wanting more as I slowly slid my lips around that head, opening my mouth wider as my upper lip curled into the groove behind the crown. I heard a sound like a Mewling kitten, only to realize that it was me. I felt the head press the back of my throat and then suddenly it swelled up and began spewing thick jets of cum into my hungry mouth. I almost choked on it, it was gushing out so fast, so thick. It over flowed my mouth to dribble down my chin as I back away to give it more room to fill. But in my haste I pulled back too quickly, only to have it blast a huge gob onto my face, it felt hot and erotic. My own tiny cock tucked back in my pantys began to spew out its seed, soaking into the back of my pantys, into the crack of my ass, coating my virgin pucker hole. I hugged that beautiful cock to my face as I kissed it from tip to base. "Oh my god girl, you just came in your pantys," Ginger giggled next to me. The waves of orgasmic bliss rushed through me leaving me weak my skin flushed red with the excitement. Then as the rush began to fade I felt cold, shivers running through me. Jessie pulled me up into his arms cuddling me to him as he kissed my lips, uninhibited about his own cum. "Are you ok Bobbi Jo?" his huge hands caressed me rubbing my back, my arms, my bottom. I melted into his embrace feeling safe and loved. We snuggled for a long time as we watched Ginger and Marvin. He had her on top in a 69, she was choking and gagging slobbering all over his huge cock as she squealed and squirmed. He had his fingers wrapped around her stiff little cock and his tongue buried deep in her tight little ass. Backing off she begged him, "Please, I want it. I want it in my ass. Please I don't care if it hurts." He withdrew his tongue and slowly twisted a finger up into her. to our surprise she thrust back onto it. "Morrre," she panted. And he slowly pushed in a second finger, twisting them as he pushed inward. She lunged back. "Fuck meeee, fuck me like you promised," she pleaded, tears running down her face. Suddenly she lifted up, flipping around on top of him. her hand going behind her to guide his cock to her stretched open hole. He grabbed her around the waist forcing her to go slow as she twisted around trying to thrust herself back onto him. Watching her face I could tell he was stretching her even bigger than his fingers had as she fought trying to get him inside. suddenly she bit her lip and screwed her eyes shut as a wave of pain and pleasure raced up her body. still trying to push back onto him she leaned forward. "Fuck me Marvin fuck me please," she was crying, rocking her hips back and forth slowly. "Shhh, shhh, that's it baby. Nice and easy. Let yourself get used to it," he was holding her tight not letting her take too much at once. I could see by the look of agony in his face that he was fighting the urge to thrust all the way into her. When she was all the way down on it he held her there not letting her move for several long moments until he felt her relax. Then his hands spread open sliding up her sides lifting her into an almost sitting position. "Ohhh, Baby, you have no idea how much I've wanted to do this." She began rocking her hips slowly, leaning forward until his lips began sucking at her tiny breasts. She was taking him in short shallow strokes, slowly getting longer and faster. I could see her cum jetting out between them as she came the first time. Then he rolled over flipping her onto her back as he began to really fuck her. Suddenly he stiffened, and I knew he was cumming inside of her, suddenly her own little cock was spurting its cream out to splash across her stomach and breasts. I felt Jessie's hard cock pressed into the crack of my ass and suddenly it was all I could think about. Having that huge cock pounding my ass until I came for him. I began rocking my hips as he pulled me tighter against him. he began fucking his cock between my ass cheeks, his hand closing around my own as he dry fucked me to orgasm. I was squirming to get higher up on his cock. The head rubbing back and forth across my excited pucker, growing slick with his precum. Faster and faster, the head catching almost painfully as it tried to slip inside several times. And then as he began to cum he pulled it back, pressing the head, still spewing cum against my little puckered ass. The hot jets squirting into me pushing me over the edge again as my body jerked and spasmed in orgasm. And suddenly I realized he was inside me, not all the way but the head was in me, pulsing, throbbing as it spewed more of his hot cum up into me. When he finally pulled out I felt so empty, so open. He pulled me to himself hugging me as his lips nibbled my neck. "Oh my little B J," I could feel his heart pounding as hard as my own. He kissed my neck, his lips like fire as I twisted my head around until our lips met. After our kiss broke, he asked gently, "Did I hurt you?" "N, no I, it felt so wonderful." I kissed his lips. "Can, can we do it again?" "My god, you took that black snake in your ass," Brandy said. "Well yeah I did," answered Ginger as she kissed Marvin's lips and hurried toward the bathroom. "No I was talking to Bobbi," I blushed and giggled, "Yeah I guess I did." Then I hugged her hard. "Thank you Sis." I had tears in my eyes again. "Well you better get to the bathroom. I figure that enema is going to be cleaning you out pretty soon." I was confused by her statement, then I felt my tummy gurgle. Jessie picked me up in his arms and carried me. "You might not make it since you didn't do any cleansing first," he explained. The smell was worse than anything I'd ever smelled before, but thankfully it didn't linger very long. It was two AM and the guys had to leave. I wrapped myself around Jessie until he promised to come back soon. Karen and Ginger left saying that they needed to get Ginger soaking in a hot tub before their parents got home. Brandy sat with me as I soaked in the tub, realizing just how sore I was from just the head of his cock being inside me. "God little sister, I can't believe you went all girl on me. I'm not complaining, I, I just wish you could be my sister all the time," she said. "I couldn't really relate to you as a brother, but, Damn." "I wish I could be your sister all the time too," I pouted. "I just wish Daddy would understand." "Ehummm," we looked around in shock to see Momma standing in the open door of the bathroom. "Girls, Daddy's downstairs putting the car in the garage." "Oh shi, err crap," She reached out and picked up my skirt, and the rest of my things. "Spray some air freshener, it smells like someone's been having sex up here." "Rita, is everything ok?" Daddy asked. "Oh, are they both drunk?" we heard the refrigerator door close. "They're fine Jake, and no they aren't drunk." I heard something that sounded like "Bullshit." But then Brandy raced to my room and brought back a set of sweats. As she was closing the door I heard daddy ask, "Is he ok? How drunk did you two get?" "Daddy please. It's my fault. I know I'm not supposed to have anybody over when you or Momma aren't home. Mark and Greg came over and they started drinking your beer even though I told them not too." "Why is Bobby in the bathroom? How sick is he?" "Daddy, he wasn't drinking honest. He kind of helped get rid of them, and, and they barfed all over him," she lied. "He, he wouldn't let them have their way with me either." "Brandy, is that really what happened?" he asked her. "Yes Daddy, Mark and Greg drank the beer, and Bobby heard me tell them no, and he got puked on when he was throwing them out." "Ok Pumpkin, you go on to bed." "Rita, I don't believe that for a minute. That story has so many holes in it big enough to drive a tank through," daddy said out in the hallway. "Jake, they're getting along together. Please don't say anything to ruin that," Momma said. "Does she honestly expect me to believe that he threw out two muscle bound jocks?" "D, daddy," I said as I pulled on my sweats then opened the door. "Brandy helped me throw them out. No one, drunk or otherwise is going to take advantage of my sister." Momma quickly turned out the bathroom light. "Bobbi, go get some sleep Hon. You need it." It was about twenty minutes later that Momma came into my room. "Bobbi, you missed a bit of eye shadow." She used a spit dampened tissue to clean it off my eye lid. I heard a rustle and then Brandy was on the bed next to us. "You two need to do the laundry first thing in the morning. and after your daddy leaves to go golfing I want to know everything that happened. Is that clear?" "Yes Momma," we both answered. "Was he gentle? he didn't hurt you did he?" "No Momma, he, he was really nice and, and he wouldn't let me do everything I wanted to," I blushed and I'm sure she could see it in the dim light. She kissed my cheek. "Sweet dreams Sweetie."