Message-ID: <3797eli$9709062210@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: mccoyf@millcomm.com (Frank McCoy) Subject: REPOST: PATIENCE.TXT 11K "Patience" (mf, cons, incest, pedo, preg?) Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest,alt.sex.stories.incest,alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <199709060448.XAA28519@midas.millcomm.com> The title kind of says it all. If you don't like stories about boys and girls having sex, then skip this one. If you do, then enjoy. This story is the result of the same wet-dream recurring several nights in a row. It kept bugging me, until I finally wrote it down. Of course, it has the usual Tammy-twist. Tammy Patience An Erotic Story They say patience is a virtue. Well, I'm not sure about that, but lack of it can sure get you in trouble. For example, take the other day: It all started at suppertime. Ginny (That's my little sister) was in a hurry to get over to our cousin's hose, where Mary had been setting up a "girls-only" party, for the last two weeks. She was about to dash out immediately after supper, when our mother stopped her. "Ginny!" said Momma, in that no-nonsense voice of hers, that brooked no arguments. "Yes Momma?" sighed Ginny, knowing whatever it was would delay her. "Remember you promised your brother, that you'd help him practice tonight," reminded Momma. Ever since Ginny had gotten old enough, I had been helping her with her gymnastics class, and she had been helping me. Now normally, Ginny liked to practice with me, almost as much as I liked to practice with her, but tonight she was in a hurry, which got us both into trouble. "Do I have to?" she asked, then looked guiltily over at me. She grinned at me, to take the sting out. I wasn't worried that Ginny had stopped wanting to help me practice. I knew she still did. I also knew how much she had been looking forward to this party too. I just grinned back at my little sister. She blushed. "You DID promise to help him practice," reminded Momma. In our house, only death, critical-illness, or complete inability got in the way of keeping a promise. Ginny stopped arguing, and turned to me. "C'mon, Big Brother," she said, "let's go practice," grabbing me by the shirt-tail, and practically dragging me into her bedroom. (We couldn't use MINE, because of the mess. Hers at least, was fairly neat.) Momma's voice followed us. "Don't hurry too much," she said, "I'll be busy in here for about 15 minutes, and I want to watch you both practice." This information seemed to make my sister even MORE impatient, if possible. "C'mon," she repeated, "get your clothes off!" All the while, she was following her own advice; skinning out of her short little dress; leaving her in bra, panties, and shoes. "But Momma said. . .," I began. "She'll be done in there, in 15 minutes," completed Ginny for me. "That's not very long, so let's get started. . . Unless you don't want to?" She looked at me inquiringly. Ha! The day I don't want to make love to my little sister, you'd better bury me, 'cause I'll be dead. I just won't know it. I grabbed my half-naked little sister, and proceeded to show her just how much I did. Ginny has learned how to be quite a good kisser, since she first started. For almost a full minute, we stood there, and dueled with our tongues. By the time we finished, my prick was hard as a rock, and was pushing against my sister's bellybutton. "We'd better take care of this right now," said Ginny, as she helped me struggle out of my trousers. In a minute, I had pulled off my shirt, and was half-naked, just like she was. "But Momma said. . .," I began again. "She said 15 minutes," repeated Ginny, "that leaves us ten. That's not very long, so hurry up!" All the while she was talking, she was removing the remainder of her clothes, leaving me looking at a very pretty little girl. Nicely budding little titties, a still-bare plump little mound, and a deliciously shaped pert little rump, made my sister look like a wet-dream come-true. At least to me, anyway. I stopped arguing, and hurried to undress myself. As Ginny had pointed out, 10 minutes isn't all THAT long. As it turned out, it was both too long, and not long enough; but I'm getting ahead of my story. By the time I finished yanking off my clothes, my little sister was waiting on the bed, with her legs spread. "C'mon Big Brother," she said, "fuck your horny little sister." "Teach your little sister how a nasty old man makes a baby in sexy little girls," she said, reminding me of our first time. My little sister's words almost had me spouting great gobs of cum all over the bed, even before I got inside her. Still, I had my duties too. "Hadn't I better work on you first?" I asked. "If I get any readier, I'm going to explode!" replied Ginny. "Now get over here and knock your little sister up, before she dies of frustration." Hurriedly, I crawled over to where Ginny lay waiting, while a crash of pans came from the kitchen, reminding us both that our mother would be finished with the dishes in less than 10 minutes. "Hadn't we better wait?" I asked my sister. "Momma will be coming in here in just a few minutes." "I can't wait," said Ginny. "If I don't feel my big brother pumping my womb full of baby-juice in the next minute or so, I'm going to scream, and you know what will happen then! Now get your cock inside me, and let me feel my big brother squirting his baby-making sperm up inside my belly where it belongs." My little sister's obscene words were too much for me. Obediently I rubbed the head of my leaking penis up against the tight little crack between my sister's legs, smearing slippery pre-cum all over the girl's little hole, and pushed. There was a snapping sensation, as the head of my already cum-leaking cock slid into my little sister. "Ooooohhh!" we both said together, as the sensation of feeling my little sister's tight little hole pulsing around the head of my swollen cock almost had me climaxing in the little girl before we had even started to fuck properly. As it was, I felt a small squirt of cum spit out the head of my penis, lubricating my little sister's tight little vagina, before I managed to control myself. Ginny loved the feeling of my sperm warming her tummy. "Oh, that feels good," she said. I had to agree. Feeling the little girl's tight little hole squeezing on my cock, while her flat little tummy rubbed against mine, would be enough to drive a lesser man up the wall. Well, maybe me too. "Look at you," I said, "cute little baby girl, with her own big brother's cock up inside her belly, gonna squirt her sexy little tummy full of the thick sticky white-stuff that makes babies. Shame on you, wanting your own brother to knock you up! Well big old Mikey's gonna do just that. I'm going to give my little sister just what horny little girls like her need: a big belly. I'm going to fill your cute little tummy so full of sperm; you'll be walking bow-legged from carrying my children. I'm going to keep your belly full of my babies until you're too old to get pregnant any more. Wouldn't you like that Ginny? Just think, we could have five or six kids, before you even get out of school." All the while I was talking, I had been sliding my engorged penis in and out of my little sister's clasping little hole, as we both strained to reach a climax, forgetting our mother's pending approach from the other room. Hearing my obscene words, and feeling my big cock slip- sliding inside her, was too much for Ginny. The little girl began to cum. "Oh God, do it!" she wailed, "Get me pregnant. Let me feel my big brother's baby growing inside me. Oh Mike, make a little girl in my tummy, so you can fuck our little girl when she grows up. Please? Aauugh!" Ginny's body went into spasms, as she jerked and thrashed on the bed. Her already tight little hole clamped down on my cock so hard, I thought it was going to come off, as her vagina started squeezing on it like a milking-machine gone out of control. I couldn't help it; I gave my little sister what she wanted: a belly full of baby-juice. Completely forgetting about Momma, and that she was expecting to be there soon to watch us 'practice', I let myself go. Wad after wad of incestuous cream forced its way through the tube on the bottom of my prick, dilated the head, and spat into my little sister's defenseless young belly. It felt so GOOD to let myself go like that. As each thick sticky curd of incestuous cum forced its way through the tip of my cock, and into my sister's body, I felt almost overcome with love for her. Ginny obviously felt the same way. "Oh wow!" she said, "You're doing it. My big brother's cumming in me. Do it Mike, teach your little sister how to make a baby. Make my belly get big with your baby inside me. I want to feel our child squirming and kicking inside me, when I go to sleep at night. C'mon Mike, knock me up." Even with my cute sexy little sister panting these obscene words in my ear, while her tight little cunny milked and squeezed on my squirting cock, and her smooth little tummy rubbed against mine, in a sensuous manner that would have made a eunuch squirt sperm, eventually I ran out. I had ejaculated every last drop of sperm I had inside my little sister, and had no more to give her. "Oh God, that was good!" she said, as we pulled apart. I had to agree. Looking at my little sister's cunny oozing my seed, knowing that millions of my sperm were even then wriggling their way up inside her womb, was almost enough to make me want to start all over again. Ginny seemed to read my mind. "Whooo," she said, "I hope I'm pregnant now." "Well if not," I said with a grin, "we can always keep trying, until you are!" As we were both chuckling about that, the roof fell in. We had forgotten completely about our mother. As she came into the room, wiping her hands on a towel, she could see the two of us plainly. There was absolutely no doubt about what we had just done. We were both completely naked, on my little sister's bed. I was between her legs, and her little pouting slit was oozing white, as a bubble of my cum started to well out of the little girl's tiny little slit. As if in confirmation, a similar bubble of white oozed out of the tip of my penis, matching the one between my sister's legs, as my cock slowly deflated. If ever two people were caught "en flagrente delicto" it was the two of us. Momma was furious! "I KNEW I shouldn't have left you two alone," she said. "Look at you," she said to me, "sitting there with your prick hanging out, limp as a noodle after filling your baby sister full of sperm." She turned to Ginny. "And You! Lying there with your big brother's seed soaking inside you. You're probably already pregnant. You two just couldn't wait, could you?" Momma was almost crying now. Ginny and I hung our heads. All this trouble, just because we got a little impatient. We HAD known that Momma was going to be coming into the bedroom in just a few minutes, but our horniness had made us get carried away. Momma continued, "I don't know what I'm going to tell your father. He's going to be awfully disappointed it you two, when I tell him that you're pregnant by your own brother, and I didn't even know you were doing it, let alone be there to supervise." Momma paused to wipe a tear from her eye, before finishing up. "You were supposed to just come in here and get ready to practice. THEN I was going to come in and watch." We both hung our heads, feeling guilty. "How could you do this to me?" she asked, turning to me, "You KNOW how much I like to watch, when you practice making a baby in your little sister." -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /