Miss Sandra Chapter 7

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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Chapter 7
-=Caught by Kid Sister=-

As Spencer and I walked home, he confided in me, “You know, I really like what the girls do to us. I can’t explain why, but when they make us do stuff, it makes me feel funny inside. It took a little getting used to at first, but now I like it.”

“So why didn’t you lick me clean when Tammy told you to?”

“I don’t know. I just froze up. I think I could have given enough time.”

“You know you’re going to have to suck me off eventually. Once the girls get something in their minds, it’s impossible to change it. And besides, you’re not going to get off until you do it.”

“I know. I was wondering if you could do me a favor?”

“What’s that?”

“Throw the contest.”

“Throw the contest?”

“Yeah, I want you to try to lose. It will help me over this. I’d feel better sucking you off if I knew that you would have to do me too.”

“I don’t know if I can do that. I mean, I can’t control my own orgasms. The girls control the whole show. Can you control it?”

“No. Once they get their hands on me, it’s all over. My penis is just a toy for them.”

“I don’t think I can throw the contest. The girls masturbated me dry today. I mean when I think back on it all, I get a hard-on, but I’m not sure I could produce another drop of cum.”

“Not me. I’m as horny as I can get. It’s funny. Watching you get it from the girls turned me on. I wanted it so bad, and they wouldn’t give it to me. I’d do anything to have Miss Tamura or Miss Sandra do me now.”

“But you came once: all over me. Remember?”

“Yeah, and that was great. But it was only once. With the girls, once is not enough. I don’t know how you held back.”

“I nearly didn’t. Look, if you are going to even stand a chance in the next contest, you’re going to have to do better when keeping me hard for the girls. You’ll have to take me to the edge of cumming as much as you can, so I’ll be as horny as you going in.”

“You’ll have to let me know when I’m getting you close so I don’t accidently set you off.”

“I don’t think you’ll have to worry about that. You’re good, but nowhere near as good as the girls. You just have to get me horny enough.”

Spencer laughed, “Nobody can be as horny as I am now.”

I suggested, “So go home and jerk off.” I looked around. It was funny. The conversation would have been embarrassing enough if anybody heard it, but that last statement was almost like if I had asked him to commit a crime. If Sandra or Tammy ever knew I suggested it, my butt would be paddled from here to next Tuesday.

“I can’t do that,” Spencer responded, “It would be …”

“It would be what?”

“It would be cheating. Besides the girls would find out.”

“How?”

“I don’t know they can tell. They just can. Besides, it just doesn’t feel as good. I know that as horny as I am, when they do me, it’s going to blow the top of my head off.”

“Well, it’s up to you, buddy. You figure it out.”

Spencer bowed his head and shook it, “I think the girls like you more because you last longer. I cum too fast.”

“Oh, they’re still getting used to you. Sandra used to make me cum quick when we were kids. She’s learned how to slow it down.”

“What do you mean by ‘When you were kids?’”

I filled Spencer in and told him about Eileen and Kathy and our Friday night sessions.

“Oh man, no wonder you’re into this. I wondered how you got started. I never had a babysitter like that.”

I laughed, “Yeah, I wonder how many babysitters out there do things like this?”

“Do you think there are other boys and girls out there that do things like this?”

“I don’t know. It’s not the sort of things us guys would admit to each other, and I think the girls would keep it a secret. Eileen insisted we keep it secret. But let me see: the girls did Sandra’s cousin, Nate. And Eileen mentioned something about her older sister teaching her and how she learned it from their cousin. Eileen also mentioned doing her cousin and that his sister does him too. Eileen said she did it to a lot of boys before becoming Bobby’s girlfriend and she said she had another boyfriend before him and he said that other girls did him. And then there’s Kathy, Eileen’s friend and those two girls trade pictures with another girl called Mary Beth. So I guess it’s a fairly common thing.”

“I wonder if all those girls and boys still do it.”

“I suppose so. It’s fun. I can’t imagine ever stopping. I didn’t stop. Sandra didn’t. I imagine girls and boys just keep doing it … forever.”

“You know what I just imagined? All the boys naked in our class sitting on top of their desks, legs spread apart while all the girls sit there and do them.”

“You’re thinking about Mary Alice again, are you?,” I laughed.

Spencer nodded.

“Well that’s certainly not going to do anything to get your mind off being horny.”

“Well, getting it off is all I can think about now.”

“It’s your own fault. You should have done like the girls said.”

Spencer got a weird look in his eye. “Um,” he stammered, “I just couldn’t do it. I don’t know why. But it was like a mental block. I don’t want to fail the girls again. I was wondering …”

“Wondering what?”

“I was wondering if you would let me practice on you – just to see if I can get over it and do it when the girls ask.”

“But …” I started to say.

“We can do it at my house. My mom is out shopping while my sister at swim practice. Mom doesn’t pick Hannah up until almost 5. That gives us plenty of time.”

“Well, OK I guess but …”

“But what?”

“To tell you the truth, I’m not so sure I could do it either. Let me practice on you.”

“Deal!”

We made it over to Spencer’s house and he unlocked the door and we went down to his basement.

We stood there and just looked at each other in silence for about a minute when I finally said, “I suppose we should get undressed.”

“I guess so,” he replied.

Now that it came down to it, it felt funny undressing without the girls around, but we did manage it.

“Who goes first?” he asked.

I pointed to him and said, “You do. You’re the one with the problem.”

He knelt down in front of me and took my penis in his hand. It was already inflating in anticipation. I told him, “Pretend you just came all over it and have to lick it off.”

His tongue was electrifying. I was totally hard in a couple of licks. “Keep doing it. Make sure you get off every drop.” I was trying to get in the role I imagined the girls would take. Also I wanted to keep him doing it as long as I could.

Just before I thought I couldn’t take it anymore I said, “You know that the girls are going to want you to suck me until I cum, so you better take it in your mouth and do it.”

He took me about half way in. I suppose that was good enough. He did me for about a minute. “OK stop!” I suddenly announced. I could feel the impending orgasm. I didn’t want to cum.

He knelt back on his haunches. “That wasn’t too bad. I guess I can do it with the girls watching. I hope I can do it when you have my cum on it.”

“You have no trouble licking cum off the girls’ hands,” I replied.

“That’s different,” he said taking a deep breath. “Now it’s your turn.”

Spencer stood up and I knelt down. Soon I was face-to-penis with him. I took the base of his shaft and held it as I licked it a couple of times. I could see him stiffen up, so I backed off just a little. I had to remember that the girls had milked me dry. All he had was an incomplete cum caused by my swirling penis.

I took it into my mouth carefully. I just sort of let it sit there without much tongue action or sucking. I didn’t want to shoot him off. Not only was I reluctant to have him cum in my mouth, but if the girls ever found out and they would know if he came, we would be in deep trouble.

Spencer was the first one to relent, “Enough,” he said. I pulled back slowly. I could see his organ bouncing up and down with the beat of his heart. He was as hard as a boy could get.

As we went for our clothes, we heard some noise upstairs. We scrambled to get dressed and barely got our pants on when Spencer’s sister came down the steps.

“Hannah, what are you doing here?” Spencer asked.

“I live here, remember?”

“No I mean aren’t you supposed to be at swim practice?”

“There was a problem with the pool. Leah’s mom drove me home. Never mind what am I doing here; what are you boys doing here?”

“Um, nothing,” we both managed to mutter.

“Nothing? Then why are you undressed?”

“Undressed,” I said trying to play innocent.

“Look at you: no shoes, no socks, no shirt; your undershirt’s not even tucked in. But that’s not what I’m talking about. You guys were totally naked a couple of minutes ago.”

I could feel the blood drain from my face. Then she showed us her phone. There was a picture apparently taken though the basement window. I did a quick look in that direction and the curtains were pulled back. Why didn’t we check that?

Spence made a grab for her phone, but she pulled it away. “It won’t do you any good. I already downloaded them to my computer.”

We just stood there.

Hannah got an evil smile. “Let me tell you what is going to happen. You boys are going to get undressed again, and you’re going to do what you were doing when I took these pictures.”

We still didn’t respond so she added, “Do it or I sent the picture to all my friends and maybe some of your friends too.”

There was nothing for it. We started to get undressed.

When we got naked, she noticed the writing on our penises. “What’s that?”

“Um, it’s …” I started to say.

She grabbed hold of my penis and pulled it out. “What does it say?” She looked at it … “Sandra?”

She did the same thing to her brother, “What does yours say? … Tammy?”

“Who are Sandra and Tammy and why do you have their names on your penises?”

Spencer was the first to crack, “They’re our girlfriends.”

“And you let them do this to you? Why?”

“Because of the other things they do to us. They make us feel good.”

She smiled and said, “I got to get a close-up picture of this.” She made us pose and took a couple of pictures each including one where we were holding them head-to-head.

“I want to see some action. We can talk later. I think I want to see my brother suck you first. So bro, get on your knees.”

Soon Spencer was back sucking me off. As I got close I told him, “Stop!”

Hannah, gave me a swat on my behind. “I’ll tell him when to stop.”

“You don’t understand. I can’t cum.”

“Why? Wait! What is cum?”

“It’s when a guy …” I stopped.

“It’s when a guy what? Do I have to send the pictures?”

“It’s when a guy shoots sperm out his penis.”

“I thought he had to do that with his wife,” she said.

“No, if you rub it enough, it makes it happen.” Apparently Hannah never had Eileen as a babysitter.

“So why can’t you do it? Is there something wrong with you?”

“No, it’s not like that.” I had to think quick. “It’s my girlfriend, she’ll know.”

“How will she know?”

“She can just tell.”

“So if you don’t want to cum, then what were you guys doing.”

“Practicing,” Spencer offered from his knees.

“Practicing for what?”

“Our girlfriends,” he said.

“Who are these girls? Anyone I know?”

Silence.

“Answer me, boys! My dialing finger is getting impatient.”

“Sandra Darling and Tamura Knowles.”

“Tammy Knowles? I know her! She’s only a year ahead of me in school. Does mom know? I mean about you having a girlfriend.”

“No she doesn’t.”

“I thought you guys would be dating older girls, more your own age. And you do this thing for them and they get to watch?”

“Yes.”

“Do they get undressed?”

“No.”

“Well that sounds like a lot of fun. I’d like a boyfriend that would do whatever I ask. Is this what girls do with boys on dates?”

“Well, it’s what Sandra and Tamura do with us.”

“And you let them do this?”

I could feel myself blush, “Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because they make us feel good if we …” I was going to say, “obey them,” but thought better of giving this 10-year-old girl more ideas than she was already getting. Instead I said, ‘Are nice to them.”

“So why can’t you … what did you call it? … Cum?”

“We’re supposed to save it all up for them. We’re not supposed to cum unless they tell us we can and they’re there to watch it.”

“Well, I want to see it.”

Spencer spoke up, “Come on, sis, give us a break. You’re only my sister. Miss Tamura is my girlfriend.”

“’MISS’ Tamura?”

I had to forgive Spencer for the slip. When you’re naked and arguing with a fully-clothed girl, your mind isn’t totally on the argument.

He stammered on, “The girls require that we call them ‘Miss’ when we’re with them.”

“Well, you two can start calling me ‘Miss Hannah’ from now on.”

“Yes, Miss Hannah,” he mumbled.

She turned to me, “Now you say it!”

“Yes, Miss Hannah.”

“Oh, I like the sound of that. I think all boys should call all girls ‘Miss.’ It makes me feel good about being a girl.”

She stood there and thought a while and then said, “Ryan, get down on your knees and suck off my brother. You don’t have to make him cum, but I want to see you do it.”

She took some more pictures with her phone. “The other ones aren’t too great. Spencer, you can do him again so I can get pictures of you too.”

She had us pose in several compromising positions and even had us take pictures with each other: me taking one of her and Spencer and Spencer taking one of her and me.

“I have to send these to Leah. She’s not going to believe this.”

“But you said,” Spencer objected.

“Oh come on, it’s only Leah. She won’t send them to anyone else. She’s my bestest girlfriend. I can’t keep this from her!

She looked at the clock on the wall, “Mom’s going to be home soon. So I want you boys to get dressed, but we’re not done.”

She went on with her list of demands.

“Spencer, you’re going to be nice to me and do what I say around the house. I won’t do anything to get us in trouble, but I want you to be the perfect brother.”

“Yes, Miss Hannah.”

“That’s better, but don’t call me that when mom and dad are around. Next, I want both of you over here next Saturday when mom is at tennis and dad’s out golfing . I want Leah to see this.

Finally, I want to see you guys cum. Ask your girlfriends if I can watch the next time you do this.”

(The End)