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#Exhibitionist #Incest #Teen #Tween
By Katie
Stan has complicated relationship with his twelve year old sister May…elbow deep in her ass complicated.
Stan couldn’t stop think about how eagerly May had taken the dog’s cock. The days passed in a blur of fear and anticipation. May’s condition had gone from a private family concern to a secret shared with a stranger. May’s hypersexuality had become a part of their lives, and they were all learning to navigate it in their own ways.
Stan found himself seeing May differently. She was no longer just his little sister; she was a vessel of carnality that could be molded and used. He found himself getting hard at the thought of using her however he wanted. He knew it was wrong, but the power it gave him was intoxicating.
One evening, while their parents were out, Stan decided to test the waters. He called May into his cabin, his voice firm but shaky. She looked at him curiously, her eyes wide and innocent. “What do you need, Stan?” she asked, her voice an innocent purr that sent shivers down his spine.
“I want you to play with yourself for me, Maymay” Stan said, his cock already hard at the thought. May’s eyes lit up with excitement, and she nodded eagerly, she loved yo be watched.
Slowly, she began to peel off her clothes, her small, prepubescent body revealed inch by inch. Her chest was still mostly flat, with the barest hint of budding breasts pushing against her skin. Her stomach was smooth and soft, leading down to the smooth twelve year old pussy. Stan couldn’t help but stare as she shimmied out of her panties, her plump little clit peeking out from the folds.
“See, Stan?” she whispered, her eyes glinting with excitement. “It’s already wet for you.” She bent over, spreading her cheeks with both hands to expose her tight, pink anus. It was a sight that never failed to stir something dark and primal in him, he no longer care that she was his little sister.
“Which hole?” she asked, grinning back at him, her voice dripping with playfulness.
Stan’s eyes widened, his cock twitching at the question. He loved it when she was so matter of fact about her depravity. It was as if she enjoyed being used, enjoyed being the family whore. He swallowed hard, trying to keep his voice steady. “Your bum, Maymay,” he said, his voice low.
With a giggle, May dashed out of the room, her bare feet slapping against the floorboards. Stan’s heart raced, his mind conjuring images of what was to come. When she returned, she was clutching a bottle of lube, her eyes shining with excitement. In her other hand, she had a large red candle, which she held out to him with a mischievous smile. “Would you like to help me with this, Stan?” she asked, her voice innocent yet seductive.
He nodded, his throat dry with anticipation. May climbed onto the bed, her knees spread wide, her ass high in the air. She looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She squeezed a generous amount of lube onto her fingers and began to rub it around her tight little pink rosebud, making it glisten in the soft light of the cabin. Stan watched, his cock pulsing with every movement she made.
“What do you want me to do, sir?” May asked again, her voice playful and eager. Stan’s eyes were glued to her ass, his mind racing with the possibilities. He took the candle from her, the wax cool and hard to the touch. He’d seen this in a porn film once, but he never thought he’d do it with his sister.
“Hold the base, May,” he instructed, his voice a little shaky. May took the candle, her grip firm as Stan began to coat it with the lube. The wax felt slick and smooth under his fingers as he lubed it up, the thought of pushing it into his little sister making his cock throb painfully.
With trembling hands, Stan positioned the candle at the entrance to May’s ass, watching as she pushed back eagerly to take it. She was so tight, so small, and yet she was begging for something so massive. He pushed the tip in gently, watching as it spread her open, her muscles stretching around the wax. May’s eyes squeezed shut, her face a mask of concentration.
Her slick puffy preteen sphincter slowly stretched around the wide base of the candle, taking in the first inche. May’s breaths grew shorter, her eyes widening as the cold, hard wax breached her. The excitement of the naughtiness of the act overwhelmed any discomfort she might have felt.
“It’s so big,” May gasped, her voice a mix of fear and excitement as she felt the thick candle begin to penetrate her tight little asshole. Stan watched in awe as the wax inched in. May pushed back against the intrusion, her body stretching to accommodate the girth that seemed to go on forever.
Stan could see the veins in his sister’s neck pulse as she took the candle deeper, the muscles in her back tightening with the effort. Her ass looked so tiny and stretched around the base of the candle, which was now disappearing inside her. He had to admit, it was a turn on seeing his sister’s body stretched and filled so completely.
“That’s it, Maymay,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust. “Fuck yourself with it.”
May took a deep breath, her small hand gripping the candle tightly. She looked back at Stan with a mix of excitement and trepidation. She knew he was watching her, his eyes hungry for the sight of her taking something so large and hard up her ass. She began to move the candle in and out of her ass, her muscles stretching and contracting around the thick base. Each movement sent waves of pleasure and pain through her litte body.
Stan watched with rapt attention, his own cock aching to join the play. He knew he had to resist, though. May was still so young, so vulnerable and the sight of her using the candle on herself was so hot. He couldn’t help but stroke himself, his hand moving faster and faster as he watched her ass swallow the thick wax.
May’s voice was filled with a strange mix of pain and pleasure as she talked dirty to him. “Look at me, Stan. I’m such a little girl slut, fucking myself with this big candle. Does it turn you on, watching me like this?” Her voice was high-pitched, a little girl’s giggle lacing through the words. She sounded like she was enjoying the role she’d been cast into, the taboo thrill of it all making her wetter.
Stan watched in amazement as May pushed the candle in deeper, her asshole stretching around the thick base. Her cheeks were flushed, and sweat was beading on her forehead. She was so tiny, so young, and yet she was taking something so massive into herself without any hesitation. It was like watching a porn star, except she was his kid sister. He couldn’t believe this was happening, and his cock was begging for a piece of the action.
With a grunt, May pulled the candle fully out, her young pink hole gaping open for a brief moment before she pushed it back in again. The sight of her taking control of her own pleasure was so fucking hot, it was all Stan could do not to blow his load right there and then. He knew he had to join in, he couldn’t watch from the sidelines anymore.
“Here, let me help you, Maymay,” Stan said, his voice hoarse with desire. He took the candle from her hand, his own hand slick with lube and May’s ass juices. He lined it up with her hole and pushed it back in, watching as her face contorted with pleasure. She was so tight around it, so small, that it was like watching a virgin get fucked by a horse.
Stan couldn’t believe the power he had over her. He began to fuck her with the candle, pushing it in and out with increasing speed and force. May’s cries grew louder, her body shaking with each thrust. She was loving it, begging for more, her eyes glazed over with the intensity of her pleasure.
Her face was buried in the pillow, her tiny body arched upward, offering her ass to him like a sacrifice. He watched in amazement as she reached back and spread her cheeks wider, trying to push the candle even deeper into herself. The sight was so erotic, so wrong, that Stan’s cock was painfully hard.
“Fuck me, Stan. Please, please fuck me with it,” May begged, her voice muffled by the fabric. The candle was lodged in her ass up to its base, leaving just enough shaft sticking out to firmly hang onto. Stan’s hand was wrapped around the remaining wax, guiding it in and out of her tight, quivering hole with an enthusiasm pppthat grew with each of her desperate pleas.
Her brother’s eyes gleamed with a mix of lust and power as he watched her young body react to the foreign object. He knew he had to give her what she wanted, knew he had to push her further. So, with a grin that was both proud and slightly sadistic, he pulled out the candle, watching the gaping hole close and then open again hungrily. May whimpered at the sudden emptiness, her body already craving more.
Stan took a moment to lube up his hand, his cock begging for attention, but he knew that wasn’t the point of this particular session. “Do you trust me, Maymay?”
Her eyes were glazed with pleasure, but she nodded vigorously. “Yes, Stan. I trust you.”
With a wicked grin, Stan spread her cheeks wide, revealing the pink, stretched ring of her anus. He could see her pulse racing, and her anticipation was almost palpable. He took a deep breath and pushed his index and middle fingers into her ass, feeling the tight warmth surround them.
May gasped and let out a little moan, her body tensing before she began to relax again. Stan knew that she was enjoying this, that she liked the feeling of being filled, of being used. He pushed in deeper, feeling her body adjust to the intrusion. Then, as if on cue, she reached down with her other hand and began to rub her clit.
Her tiny hand was lost in the mess of her hairless preteen mound, her little pussy already slick with juices. Stan slowly opened his kid sister’s pliable asshole with his lubed fingers. “Do you think your hand will fit?” May panted, her voice trembling with excitement.
“Only one way to find out,” Stan murmured, his own excitement growing as he watched his sister’s body respond to his touch. He continued to slowly stretch her open, feeling her tightness give way to his increasingly insistent fingers. May’s moans grew louder as he added a third digit, her hips bucking back to meet his hand.
Finally, when she was ready, Stan withdrew his fingers and took a moment to appreciate the sight of her open and begging. He positioned his hand, his palm against her lower back and his fingers curled in a beckoning gesture. “Here it goes,” he warned, and with a steady, firm push, he pushed his hand into her ass, his knuckles disappearing between her cheeks.
May’s scream filled the cabin, echoing off the wooden walls and ceiling. It was a sound of pure, animal sensation. Stan’s hand was inside her asshole, filling her up in a way she’d never considered possible before. She could feel every ridge of his knuckles, every movement of his fingers as he began to pump them in and out of her, stretching her further and further. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure.
With her free hand, May slapped at her clit hard, her palm coming down with a wet smack that sent shockwaves through her body. The pain was intense, but it only served to heighten her arousal.
Stan watched in amazement as his hand disappeared into his little sister’s ass, her little body stretching to accommodate his entire fist. He could feel her sphincter tighten around his wrist, holding him in place. He began to fuck her with his hand, his wrist moving back and forth as he pushed deeper and deeper into her. May’s moans grew louder, and she began to buck her hips, meeting each thrust with an eager push of her own.
Her hand was a blur between her legs, her tiny fingers rubbing furiously at her clit. The sight was so depraved, so wrong, but Stan couldn’t tear his eyes away. He felt like a god, holding the power to give his sister the most intense pleasure she had ever felt.
“Stan is your hand inside me,” May panted, her voice strained but filled with an undeniable excitement. She pushed back onto his fist, feeling the stretch as his more of his wrist disappeared inside her, the sensation of fullness bordering on pain but only adding to the intense pleasure coursing through her body. Stan watched in amazement as May’s young body took his entire hand, her asshole stretching around his wrist. The sight was so wrong, so perverse, yet he couldn’t look away. He felt like he was invading her, claiming her in a way that no one else ever had, and it was the most erotic thing he’d ever experienced.
“Make a fist,” she instructed him, her voice urgent and needy. Stan felt a thrill of excitement at her command. He hadn’t thought it was possible, but May’s body was more elastic than he could have ever imagined. He slowly curled his fingers into a tight fist, feeling the warm, slick walls of her rectum tighten around him.
“Now pull it out,” May instructed, her voice strained and needy. Stan could feel her muscles tightening around his fist as he began to obey her command, his own excitement mounting. He pulled his hand out of her ass slowly, watching as her tiny hole clung to his knuckles, trying to keep him inside her. Her sphincter blossomed open to reveal the pink, swollen insides of her ass, as his slowly fist emerged, glistening with lube and ass juices.
May let out a gasping moan as she felt the pressure release, her body trembling with the intensity of the sensation. She looked back at Stan, her eyes wide with excitement and a hint of fear. “Again,” she begged, her voice a desperate whine. “I need it again.”
Stan didn’t need any encouragement. He pushed his hand back into her, the sensation of her tightness gripping his fist was crazy. He could see the pleasure and pain on her face, and it was intoxicating. As his fist slid back in, he watched her anus stretch and almost turn inside out, the pink tissue of her inner walls visible. He had never seen anything so erotic in his life.
May’s whine grew louder as he reached about halfway to his elbow, the pressure inside her mounting. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and she let out a long, low moan that seemed to come from her very soul. “More,” she begged, her voice thick with lust. “I need more, Stan. Fuck me with your whole arm.”
Stan paused, his heart racing with a mix of excitement and fear. He knew he was pushing her boundaries, that he might be hurting her, but she was loving it.
“No, May,” he managed to croak out, his voice thick with his own desire. “I think I might damage you if we go any deeper.” Stan could feel his sister’s ass clenching around his wrist, trying to pull him in further, but he knew he had to stop. This was crazy. He didn’t want to hurt her, no matter how much she enjoyed the pain.
With a grimace, he began to pull his hand out of her ass, the lube coated appendage coming out with a wet pop. May’s eyes were watering. Her body was flushed, her breathing ragged. The sight of her like this, open and needy, was so sexy. He grabbed a towel and wiped the ass juices from his arm.
“I can’t believe you just let me do that,” he murmured, his voice filled with awe and lust.
May looked up at him with a wicked smile, her eyes still glazed with pleasure. “You liked it, didn’t you?” she whispered, her voice girlish and vulnerable.
Stan nodded, unable to find the words to express just how much he enjoyed watching his sister take his fist up her ass. “Yeah, Maymay, I liked it a lot,” he admitted, his voice still thick with desire.
“Good,” May replied, her voice matter oof fact. “Because I liked it too. I’ve been practicing with my own hand but it’s not as big or as rough as yours. It was amazing, Stan.” Her words hung in the air, a stark reminder of the depraved act they had just shared.
Stan teached out and caressed her glistening asshole, feeling the slight give of the stretched hole. It was still open, still gaping slightly, gradually contracting from the size of his hand. It’s sore and sensitive, but the lust in May’s eyes told him she was ready for more. He grabbed the lube again and generously smeared it on his rock-hard cock, his own desire now uncontainable.
“Ready, Maymay?” he asked, his voice gruff with need.
Her eyes never left his, a silent nod her only reply. He took that as the green light, lining his cock up with her gaping asshole. The head of his cock was thick, and May felt it push against her sore opening with an intensity that made her whimper. But she was ready, eager even. She’d never felt so open, so exposed, and it was a thrill that she hadn’t known she craved.
With one slow thrust, Stan pushed inside her, the wet sucking sound filling the cabin as her ass swallowed his cock. May’s eyes widened, and she let out a guttural growl as she felt herself stretch to accommodate him. Her puffy abused preteen ring was on fire, but she was addicted. The pain was a heady rush, mixing with the pleasure until she couldn’t tell where one started and the other ended.
Stan watched in amazement as his cock disappeared into her well used little ass. It was like watching a magic trick. He’d never seen anything so beautifully perverse. “How does it feel, May?” he asked, his voice strained as he fought to maintain control.
“So full,” she moaned, her eyes never leaving his. “It hurts so good.” Her words were all the encouragement he needed. He began to fuck her in earnest, his hips slamming against her ass as he pushed deeper and deeper into her. The sound of their bodies slapping together was almost drowned out by May’s cries.
Her asshole was a mess of lube and stretched flesh, but it was so fucking hot. Stan watched as May’s hand went back to her clit, her tiny fingers moving faster and faster. He knew she was close, her body already primed from the candle and his hand. “I’m gonna cum, Stan,” she panted. “I’m gonna cum on your cock.”
And with that, she did. Her body tightened around his dick, her muscles spasming as she came. Stan watched in amazement, feeling his own orgasm build. He’d never seen anything so depraved, so beautiful. He grabbed onto her hips and began to pound into her, his thrusts growing more erratic.
Her ass was indeed stretched so much that he could see the pink lining of her bowels, as he pulled out. Stan’s cock slid in and out of May’s gaping asshole, the wet slapping noise filling the air. May was lost in her own world.
Her mind was a whirlwind of sensations, her body a canvas of pleasure and pain. She felt so full, so complete, like she’d been made for this very moment. Stan’s cock was like a battering ram, pushing into her, filling her up in a way she’d never experienced before. Each time he pulled out, she felt a sense of emptiness that was only satisfied when he slammed back in, making her body jolt with pleasure.
Stan watched in amazement as his cock emerged from her ass, the pink insides of her stretched hole briefly visible before swallowing him whole again. Her ass was so open, so welcoming, it was like watching a pink rose bloom and close with every thrust. He could see the light of understanding in her eyes, the realization that she was made to be used this way, to be filled so completely.
But his own needs were demanding attention. He wanted to feel her tight cunt squeeze around him, to hear her sweet voice scream his name as she came on his cock. The idea of being the one to make her cum was so intense that he had to fight to keep his orgasm at bay.
Stan pulled out of her ass, his cock glistening with lune and her ass juices. May looked up at him with a dazed expression, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. “I want your pussy, Sis,” he said, his voice gruff with desire.
May looked at him, her eyes still glazed over with lust. “But you’re dirtying from my bum,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Let me clean you first.” She sat up, her own body trembling with the aftershocks of her intense orgasm, and took his cock into her mouth.
Her tongue danced around the head, lapping up the mixture of lube and her own mess. She took her time, savoring the taste of herself. With gentle strokes of her tongue, she cleaned him like he was the king of her world, her eyes locked on his, her submission complete.
As she worked him clean, Stan’s hand found her pussy again, his fingers sliding into her slick cunt with ease. She moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through him. May lay down on her back, her legs open and pulled up to her chest, her elbows holding them in place, writhing with the need for release.
“Fuck me, Stan,” she begged, her voice a desperate whine. “I need it, please.” May’s plea hung in the air, a testament to their depraved new norm. Stan’s cock, still slick from her saliva, hovered over her tiny, wet pussy, the head nudging against her swollen clit.
With a grin that was equal parts love and lust, Stan thrust into her, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth motion. May’s eyes rolled back in her head, and she let out a scream that was muffled by the pillow she’d bitten into. He could feel her cunt clench around him, tight and hot, as if it were made to fit him perfectly.
He began to fuck her with everything he had, his hips moving like a piston as he drove into her over and over again. Each thrust was met with a wet slap, the sound of their bodies colliding filling the cabin. May’s little hands clawed at the bed sheets, her nails digging into the fabric as she tried to find some semblance of control amidst the storm of sensation.
“Harder, Stan. Fuck me harder,” she begged, her voice a mix of pleasure and pain. And so he did, his cock slamming into her with brutal force. The sound of his balls slapping against her ass was a symphony of debauchery, a reminder of their twisted reality.
May’s body was a whirlwind of sensations. Her asshole was still throbbing from the intense stretching, the painful pleasure of her brother’s hand. Now, her pussy was clamped tightly around his cock, her juices making everything so slick that he could feel every inch of her. Her walls were pulsing around him, tightening and releasing in a rhythm that matched his own thrusts.
Stan’s orgasm washed over him like a tidal wave, his cock releasing a hot stream of cum deep into May’s pussy. He groaned with the force of it, his body tensing as he filled her up. May felt it, felt the warmth and the fullness, and it sent her over the edge. She screamed into the pillow, her body shaking with the power of her climax.
For a moment, they lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies entwined in a way that was both disturbing and beautiful. Then, as if remembering something important, May leaned up and whispered in his ear, her voice a mix of satisfaction and something darker. “You had your fist inside my bottom,” she said, a hint of awe in her voice.
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#Exhibitionist #Incest #Teen #Tween
