Girls On Bikes 1

By NAMB

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and/or sexual activity of preteen and young teen children. This is fantasy, and the author in no way endorses or practices these things on real life. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.
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Girls On Bikes

When 15-year old Danny gets careless with his masturbation habits, his 12-year-old sister catches him. She and her friends connive to have some fun.

-=o=-

“Danny, you’re up rather early. Where’s your sister?”

“She’s out with Kim, Andrea and Amy.”

“Already?”

Melissa, Kim, Andrea and Amy met in kindergarten and have been friends ever since. They went everywhere together and did everything together. They were like a single 12-year-old girl in four separate bodies. Everyone referred to them as “Lucky Clover:” four leafs on the same stem.

“She was supposed to help you clean out the garage,” his mom added angrily.

“Oh, it’s not like that. I told her she could go. The girls stopped by with their bikes and she wanted to go with them.”

“Well, that’s very kind of you, but she’s got a list of chores to get done this weekend. As long as she’s back in time to get them all done.”

“I’m sure she will be,” Danny responded.

Danny was a nice enough guy, but as the senior sibling by two and a half years, he had the usual taunting for his sister. Not that anyone else would be allowed to pick on her. Nonetheless, this sudden flash of generosity was not of his own doing.

It started a week earlier and it was his own fault for failing to be cautious.

His friend Tony had an older cousin who managed to get a hold of a rather explicit magazine. Tony had inherited the publication and after “using” it for a while sold it to Danny. The magazine was tattered and dog-eared, but the pictures were still viewable. The centerfold was no longer actually stapled to the magazine, but it was tucked away safely inside.

Just looking at the pictures made him hard. He normally waited until everyone was out of the house to masturbate. But the magazine had him so hot, he just had to jerk off. So he sneaked down to the basement with it and set himself up in front of the toilet in the laundry room.

-=o=-

Melissa was out in the driveway hitting a tennis ball against the side of the house. She was practicing just hitting the ball. The rest of Lucky Clover had decided that they would try out for the girls’ tennis team. After all, they were entering Junior High and that was big stakes. They also decided that they would try out for cheerleader, glee club, swim team … This week’s “thing” was tennis.

Melissa was an athletic enough girl: she biked and walked just about everywhere. She and her friends climbed all over the playground equipment as little girls. But eye-hand coordination wasn’t her strong suit. So, it wasn’t a big surprise that she spent most of her time chasing the ball rather than hitting it back.

On one of these occasions, it rolled under the bushes on the side of the house near the window to the downstairs laundry room. The stems of the bushes were a little more than a foot away from the house itself and this left a small tunnel of sorts along the side.

Melissa wrinkled her nose at the prospect of burrowing into this tunnel to retrieve the ball. It was dirty and there might be spiders there. But if she wanted to continue to play, she had no choice. So she went to the task.

As she was worming her way towards the window, she noticed that the light was on in the laundry room. Her mom was always after her to turn it off after she did her laundry chores, and she was sure that she did. She made a note to go straight down there and turn it off before she was reminded again.

When she got to the window, she was shocked by what she saw. There was her brother, kneeling in front of the toilet. Because of the way the room was laid out, all she could see was his back. She was fairly naïve about boys, but she was sure they didn’t kneel down to pee, and that they didn’t pull their pants down to do it too. Besides, why go out of his way to use this bathroom when the ones upstairs were more convenient?

She looked at his cute buns and took in the rest of the scene. He had his right hand in front of him and if he were peeing, he certainly couldn’t be holding his penis steady. By the movements in his shoulder, he was moving his hand back and forth. She couldn’t figure out what he was doing.

She also noticed the magazine on the tank to the toilet. She could only see glances of it behind his head, but she got a good enough view to see that it featured a naked woman. So this was some sort of sex thing her brother was doing; but what?

She continued watching hoping that he would eventually get up and turn around so she could see what he was doing. That didn’t happen, but she could see him tense up and throw his head back. He seemed to be in some sort of a fit that he held for about a minute.

When he was done, his whole body went limp. He reached over for a piece of toilet paper and apparently blotted up something in his lap. She thought, “Boys have to wipe too?”

She watched as he stood up and pulled up his pants. She got a good view of his cute buns, but nothing else. As he turned, she could see a lump in his pants. She wondered about that. She’d seen it before, but it wasn’t always there.

Danny hid the magazine between a couple of towels in the laundry room and left. Melissa finally remembered her mission and retrieved her tennis ball. Her mind was no longer on practice.

She waited patiently until later in the day when it was time to collect the laundry and bring it downstairs. She loaded up the washer and started it. Then she went to where her brother had hidden the magazine and froze.

She knew it was a dirty magazine. She wanted to look, yet she didn’t want to look. She wasn’t sure what she would see. She’d been warned about such things by the nuns at school. Her curiosity overcame her morality and she retrieved it.

She sat on the toilet with the magazine in her lap, flipping through the pages. Mostly she didn’t like what she saw: naked women. However in some pictures the women were also with naked men. Sometimes the women had the men’s penises in their mouth! Those pictures almost made her sick.

However, when she got to the back of the magazine, there were pictures that she did like. Once again, they featured naked men, but this time the men were kneeling before the women or kissing their feet, or were draped over their laps getting a spanking. She felt a funny twinge and wondered if she should pull down her shorts and panties to use the toilet for its more conventional purpose. She wondered if she leaked, her panties did feel damp.

She took time to read the titles of the articles. This section was called “Female Domination;” just the words made her stomach flip.

All this was so confusing. She put the magazine aside, and went about collecting the dry clothes from the dryer. She started folding them. She always thought it was unfair that she had to fold her brother’s clothes as well. But everyone in the house had a duty. Her brother did his share of the work, and usually it was hard and dirty work like mowing the lawn or cleaning out the attic.

Her lot in life was laundry queen. She thought it odd how often she handled her brother’s underwear. It had occasional stains too. She thought that boys were so sloppy when it came to hygiene.

She finished her folding and stuck the magazine between a couple of her school blouses and took it to her room. She remembered to turn off the light as she left.

-=o=-

Danny felt quite satisfied. It was a good cum. Although he masturbated almost every night in bed, these special occasions provided extra strong and enjoyable ejaculations. This magazine was full of some very hot women. The stories were hot as well and he was surprised how hard he got reading the ones in the back of the magazine.

He decided against his Saturday night masturbation in favor of saving it up for the following day. His plan was to get up early, go to early mass and then when the rest of the family was at the later mass, have his way with the magazine without interruption.

His explanation to his parents was that he wanted to go fishing and needed to get up early to catch the tide just right.

He couldn’t wait until the car left the driveway for church. As soon as he watched it turn the corner, he raced down to the laundry room. He reached between the towels and the magazine wasn’t there! He ransacked the shelves looking for it. What happened to it? Where did it go? His stomach was in a knot.

All thoughts of lying on his bed, swollen penis in one hand, magazine in the other, vanished from his head.

Somebody had to take it, but who? Surely if his dad or mom found it, they would have confronted him with it. He was pretty sure it wasn’t his dad. He didn’t think dad had been in the laundry room since he fixed the sink in there a couple of years ago.

Mom might hang onto it until she figured out how to confront him with it. More than likely, she’d show it to dad and let him deal with it. Either way judgment and impending doom awaited him.

He quickly dismissed the idea that Melissa could have gotten it. She was so sweet and innocent and naïve that she wouldn’t know what to do with it. Also, she had that universal kid-sister trait: never pass up an opportunity to get your big brother in trouble. She would have come running to his parents immediately if she had found it.

So he reasoned that it was mom and that she was waiting for the right time to drop the bomb. He decided that maybe he should go fishing and stay out of the house until dinner time. It was the only way to put off the inevitable.

-=o=-

Melissa spent Saturday evening going over the magazine, particularly the back section. She fell asleep with some of the images in her mind.

As soon as church was over, she got into her shorts and sneakers and hopped on her bike and went straight to Andrea’s house. Kim’s and Amy’s folks always seemed to be slower getting back from church.

“We got to talk.” Melissa said, not even saying hello to Andrea or her family.

“What’s so important?”

Melissa took a look at Andrea’s parents. Andrea got the clue. This was to be a private conversation. “Let’s take a walk,” she said.

The two girls wandered down the cul-de-sac. Melissa told Andrea what she saw her brother doing in the laundry room.

“No way,” Andrea kept interrupting.

Melissa finally wound down her story.

“Don’t you know what he was doing?” Andrea asked.

“I … I don’t know,” Melissa admitted.

“I bet he was jerking off.”

“Jerking off? What’s that? I mean I heard some boys talking about it.”

“It’s when a boy jerks on his penis. They sort of tug on it and it makes it hard and then this stuff comes out.”

“What stuff?”

“It’s white stuff. I think it’s sperm. You know, the stuff that makes babies.”

“I though boys had to have sex to make that happen.”

“I think they can make it happen themselves.”

“With their hands?”

“I guess so.”

“Why would they do that.”

“I’m told that it makes them feel good.”

“Who told you that?”

“I have an older cousin. She’s in high school. She knows about boys and stuff. She even told me she did it with her boyfriend.”

Melissa stood there in silence as everything Andrea told her sunk in. Finally she said, “We have just got to tell Kim and Amy.”

“Of course we do. We’re also going to want to see that magazine you got. Does it really have pictures of naked boys in it?”

“Better than boys: grown men!”

“Let’s get back to my house. We’ve got to get over to see Kim and Amy.”

The two girls walked back to Andrea’s house. Andrea checked in with her mom who told her, “But you haven’t even had lunch yet.”

“It’s OK, mom. I’ll just grab a piece of fruit and be on my way.” The fact was that her stomach was doing hand-stands and she was in no mood to eat anything.

The two girls sped off on their bikes. They got to Kim’s house first. Kim was still in her dress clothes as she answered the door. “You girls are a bit early. We just got back from church.”

“We got some hot news for you. Come with us.” Melissa offered.

“No wait,” Andrea interrupted. “Let’s wait until we get to Amy’s, then everybody will hear about it all at once.”

“Let me change my clothes,” Kim said. She wasn’t at it very long. In a matter of minutes she was transformed from sweet, innocent church going young lady in a blouse and skirt and Mary Janes to a tomboyish girl in shorts, sneakers and ponytail.

The three girls peddled off to Amy’s.

Amy, at least was in better shape. She was already in her tomboy outfit. With the prospect of hearing some spicy gossip, she grabbed her bike and the four of them headed out.

“Where are we going?” Amy asked.

“Let’s go to the park,” Andrea suggested, “There are a couple of places we can go where it’s private and we can talk.”

-=o=-

“So what’s the big secret?” Amy asked.

Andrea intercepted before Melissa could respond, “Andrea caught her brother jerking off.”

Kim and Amy just sat there with mouths hanging open. Amy finally got the courage to speak up, “You mean you actually got to see him?”

“We’ll not exactly. I just got to see him from the back.” Melissa went on to recount the story of her search for the lost tennis ball.

“Does he know you’ve seen him?” Amy asked.

“Where is the magazine?” Kim tagged on before Melissa could answer.

“What does he look like,” Amy parried back.

Overwhelmed by her friends’ barrage of questions, Melissa answered them all at once, “No. In my room and I don’t know. I told you I only got to see his back.”

“Can we see the magazine?” Kim asked.

“We’ll have to wait for a time when you can all come over. Today’s Sunday and mom likes to have the family together. We got school all week. I’ll see what I can set up for next Saturday.”

“That’s a whole week away!” Kim said dejectedly.

“I can’t think of anything else.”

“How about we use my house?” Andrea offered. “Mom goes to tennis and then has lunch with her friend on Saturday morning and dad’s out golfing. I got the whole morning up until about 2 PM where I have the house to myself.”

“What time do your parents leave?”

“Just before 9. I’m not supposed to have anyone over, but I don’t think my parents would mind if it were you guys, you’re like sisters to me.”

“So what are you going to do?” Amy asked.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean you saw your brother. What are you going to do about it?”

“I don’t know. I was thinking about telling my parents. It would be kind of neat to see my big brother getting punished.”

“Don’t do that!” Andrea almost shouted.

“Why not?”

“Because if you do then it’s all over. The cat is out of the bag. Your parents will know and you can’t use the knowledge against him anymore. We can use this situation to our advantage. Besides, your parents will take away the magazine. You don’t think they’ll let you keep it.”

“You mean you want me to blackmail my own brother?”

“You make it sound so nasty, but why not? Have him do your chores, make him give you part of his allowance. You said you didn’t get to see him. Maybe if he thinks you’re going to tell you could make him do that. Of course, I think all of us girls should be around if you make him do that.”

“OK, so we have a plan,” Kim said, “Now tell us about his magazine.”

“It’s kind of funny. It’s a dirty magazine and it has pictures of naked men and women and they are doing things. It’s really kind of gross. But they got this section in the back and it’s called Female Domination. I think that means when women rule over men.

The women are really scary looking in their black leather costumes – one woman was wearing red shiny stuff, it might have been rubber. In one of the ads, the woman even had a penis attached to a belt. I don’t know why a woman would want to look like a man.

Some of the women were just standing there looking mean while a man kneels down in front of her. I wonder what it would be like to have my brother kneeling before me like that.

One of the women had a thing like a strap and she was using it to spank the man over her lap.

But it’s the stories that really got me.”

“Stories? What kind of stories.”

“Well, there’s this one where a woman noticed that her husband was always looking at her feet. So one day when they were sitting on the couch, she slipped off her shoes and put her feet in his lap and asked him for a foot massage. She said that she felt a lump there and asked her husband to get undressed and he did.

She then made him kneel in front of her while she played with his penis using her toes. Then she made him bow down and lick her feet.”

Melissa felt a shudder as she relayed the story. She had that same funny sensation in the pit of her stomach. As she was talking she was imagining doing the very same thing to her brother. She wondered, do all boys like girls’ feet? Why would that be? Boys have feet too and they look pretty much like girls’ feet. Also, why would the idea of someone kissing her feet excite her? Something else must be going on.

“Tell us more,” Kim pressed.

“Another woman made her boyfriend kneel before her between her legs while he licked her clitty.”

“Yuck!” Andrea exclaimed, “I make pee down there.”

Amy said, “I’m not letting no boy see me down there.”

Kim blushed and finally said, “Did you girls ever, you know, touch yourself there?”

“What do you mean,” Amy asked.

“I mean touch your clitty like when you take a bath and wash it.”

“Of course,” Amy admitted, “What’s the big deal?”

“I mean touch it with your fingers and rub it a while.”

“No, I just do a quick swipe and I’m done.”

Kim looked at the other two girls. Melissa gave her a blank stare and Andrea lowered her head.

Andrea started nodding and said, “I know what you mean. You can make yourself feel kind of funny moving your fingers around it.”

Andrea turned to Amy and Melissa, “You girls have got to try it. Maybe we can do it when we get together at my house next week. Maybe we can do it while we read the stories.”

The two girls looked at her doubtfully.

“Come on. Kim and I will show you what to do. It will be fun.”

It was Kim’s turn to look doubtful. Andrea went on, “Look, we’re all girls here. We’ve seen each other at sleep overs. We know what each other look like.”

She let that sink in and hearing no objections, went on, “Anyway, I think I know why the woman made her boyfriend lick her there. If a finger feels good, I can just imagine what a tongue feels like. It probably makes the woman feel very good, but what’s in it for the man?”

Kim interrupted, “Why do men let their women do these things to them?”

Melissa answered, “According to what I read in the magazine, some men like it.”

“Like it? I know I don’t like being spanked. Why would some guy like it? Especially a grown-up man.”

Melissa mused, “I suppose it depends on who’s doing the spanking and what kind of spanking it is. I mean, I don’t like getting spankings either, but they do feel kind of tingly in the butt. I think if it weren’t associated with my doing something bad and being punished and yelled at, it wouldn’t be all that bad, especially if the person doing the spanking isn’t hitting that hard.

Besides mom doesn’t stay mad at me after she spanks me. That makes me feel better when it’s all over.”

Amy said, “Maybe it’s like riding the roller coaster. I mean, it’s scary, but it’s a good kind of scary.”

“Well, there’s nothing we can do about it until next week,” Melissa sighed.

-=o=-

It was now two days since Danny lost the magazine. He was quite perplexed. He couldn’t account for the magazine. Obviously it was still “at large” or somebody would have confronted him with it. Where could it be and how long would it be until someone found it?

He sneaked down to the laundry room and nearly tore the place apart trying to find it. He felt a little bit better knowing that if it were there and fell behind something, it was not easy to find.

He also began noticing some strange behavior in Melissa. Normally, she was quite shy and avoided contact with him. It’s not like they didn’t get along, but the less time she spent with him, the less time he had to tease her. Besides, they had different interests and both of them exercised their “me” time.

Yet she seemed to make it a point to run into him, even stopping by his room and sticking her head in to say, “hi” for no apparent reason. He got the impression that she wanted to talk to him about something, but whatever it was, she never brought the topic up.

It wasn’t until Wednesday evening when their parents were out at a church meeting that she opened up. Both of them were studying at the kitchen table when she said, “I saw you.”

“Saw me what?” Danny answered.

“I saw what you were doing in the laundry room last Saturday.”

Danny felt like he was kicked in the stomach. The light went on in his head, “The magazine; you have it?”

Melissa gave him an evil grin and nodded her head. She felt the lump she was carrying around in the chest all week beginning to dissolve. She was feeling better about this now that it was coming out in the open. I was making her feel confident.

“You’re not going to tell mom and dad, are you?”

“No, not unless you give me reason to.”

“What do you want?”

“First of all, you have to be nice to me and my friends. No more teasing them.”

“OK.”

“Next I want $5 a week out of your allowance.”

“I can’t do that. I need that money.”

“How much are you willing to pay for me not to show the magazine to mom and dad?”

“I’ll give you $10.”

“Fifty!”

“Twenty”

“Twenty five.”

“Deal.”

“You’ll have to wait until I get my allowance. I don’t have that much right now.”

Melissa laughed, “Just be glad I’m not charging you interest.”

For Danny, this would be a major setback towards purchasing that game he was saving for, but to clear the matter, he would have been willing to pay a lot more. He felt lucky to get off with having to pay only $25.

“So when can I get the magazine back?”

“Who said anything about giving it back?”

“You did. I just said I’d pay you $25 for it.”

“Oh no. That’s just to keep me from showing it to mom and dad. I’m keeping it for insurance. Don’t worry, I’ll keep my promise as long as you don’t do something stupid or don’t do what I tell you to do.”

Danny bowed his head. He was in no position to bargain.

Melissa let the silence reign as she built up the courage to make her next demand.

“Also, I want you to show me what you were doing when you were looking at the magazine down in the laundry room.”

“What?”

“You were jerking off,” she said uncertainly, “I want to see you do that.”

“I can’t. It’s a very private thing. I don’t even let other boys see me do that.”

“You’re not off to a very good start. I told you, you have to do what I tell you to do. Right now, I’m telling you to jerk off. If you don’t do it, you can keep your $25 and I’ll simply hand the magazine over to mom and dad.”

“Don’t do that!” Danny pleaded, “I can’t do it now. We don’t have enough time. Mom and dad could be back at any minute.”

“OK, I suppose you are right, but just to prove that you are willing to obey me, just show me your thing.”

“Here? Now?”

“Yes, now. If it makes you feel better we can do it in the hallway. Nobody can look in and see us there. If we hear the car, then you can cover up fast.”

Her brother didn’t move so Melissa got up and took his hand. Slowly he rose and she led him into the hall. “Pull your pants down.”

As numb as he was, he had no choice but to comply. He undid his belt and slid down his jeans. Then he slowly lowered his underwear to his knees.

“Stand up,” Melissa ordered.

He did. He was so embarrassed that his penis was fully deflated. Nonetheless, his sister found it impressive. She looked at it with flip-flops in her stomach. She was burning a mental image in her mind. She was determined to get a picture of him this way, but that would have to wait.

Brother and sister stood there in silence: he looking up at the ceiling, she looking at his crotch. Finally, she said, “OK, you can get dressed, but you’re going to have to do this again whenever I want and you still owe me a jerk off.”

Blushing, Danny pulled up his pants. Melissa threw her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss on his cheek, “Thanks, big brother. You see, you can be nice. That kind of cooperation will go a long way.”

Inside she was shouting, “Yes!” So this was “Girl Power.” It made her feel so good to be female. She was beginning to understand how the women in the magazine felt.

-=o=-

“You mean you actually saw it?” Amy said as Melissa told her story to them the following morning at school.

“What did it look like? How big was it?” Andrea asked.

“Shhh! No so loud,” Kim admonished. “Somebody might hear.”

As it was, the four girls were drawing attention to themselves as they huddled around their lockers giggling and whispering. A passing nun commented, “You girls better hurry up or you’ll be late for class.”

Throughout the school day, the four girls would exchange glances and giggle. None of them were concentrating on their lessons. Other girls noticed and asked what was going on. Melissa felt like telling them, but she realized that this was a matter of great secrecy and limited to the Lucky Clover.

Things got even better for Melissa that evening. Her parents were supposed to go on vacation that very weekend. The plan was to have their Aunt Kathy stay over and watch them. Unfortunately she became ill and could not make it.

Their parents called around and got Uncle Brent to agree to babysit them, but he would not be available until Saturday evening meaning there would be a gap in coverage between some time on Saturday morning and later that evening.

Melissa was quick to point out, “We’ll be OK mom. It’s only for the day. Mrs. Gillespie is right next door if anything goes wrong.”

“I don’t like the idea of leaving you kids alone,” her mom explained.

“Danny’s a big boy. He’s responsible. He knows what to do.”

Mrs. Chase looked at her son. He shrugged. With the prospect of losing a large deposit on the trip, it was enough of an argument to win her over.

Their mom laid down the rules, “You can’t have anyone over, be in before dark, make sure you do your chores, …” and so on.

Outwardly Melissa said, We’ll be OK, mom.” Inwardly, she couldn’t wait to tell Kim, Andrea and Amy. They would be able to look at the magazine in the morning at Andrea’s house and have time with Danny at her house after her parents left.

When their mom left, Melissa informed Danny matter-of-factly, “You’ll be doing my chores for me this weekend and a lot of other things, so you better get started early.”

To be continued.

(The End)