Message-ID: <13517eli$9807301516@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Mr Pornwriter" Subject: RP "Schoolboy Sissy Slut" (7a/11)(humil, fem-dom, nc tv, ws, inc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Content-Type: text/plain 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: <19980730122731.11233.qmail@hotmail.com> Schoolboy Sissy Slut (humil, rape mmm/m, spank, oral, forced tv/tg, f/m, fem-dom, ws, scat, M/m, bi-male, F/m inc etc...) LEGAL STUFF Don't read it if you shouldn't. This is fiction. You can save it, distribute it, destroy it or eat it, so long as you don't charge anybody for it. Got it? E-MAIL ME >>> mrpornwriter@hotmail.com Mucho-grassy-arse for your continued support, requests, ideas, and interesting stories of your own. Please keep your emails cumming. They really are appreciated :) Here's Part 7a (7b being posted simultaneously) Hope you like it :) ********************************************************************* Schoolboy Sissy Slut (1998 Mr Pornwriter Part 7a Double Trouble The train gave a jolt and woke a blurry-eyed David Merton from his fitful sleep. He rubbed his eyes and squinted at the bright sunlight beaming through the dirty window as the train made its rhythmic journey along the tracks. The young teenager's thoughts flashed back to the night before. He couldn't remember much of the events at Mr Bates' house, which was probably a good thing. But one image that David couldn't forget, was the look on his father's face as it changed from confusion and disbelief, to that of a demonic incestuous lust, as he ejaculated into his son's behind. David put his hands to his head and tried to erase the vision from his mind. Early that morning, David had found himself naked and smelling of soap, in his own bed at home. His father walked into his bedroom at 8:00 am and told him matter of factly that he'd arranged for him to stay with his mother for a couple of days. There was no mention of the previous night's depraved events. David nodded his head and packed a small suitcase with a few clothes. After which his father drove him in silence to the station. And so, the thirteen-year-old schoolboy was sat on a train heading for England's south coast. This was the first time he'd visited his mother after the divorce. The big house that the family had lived in was sold and both parents moved out of the area. His mother, Louise, and his fifteen-year-old sister Kathy, to a small seaside town on the south coast whilst he and his dad stayed inland 200 miles where Andrew Merton had started a new job. After two and a half-hours, David finally reached his destination. The blue sky and warm sunshine made him feel a lot happier as he left the train and found a taxi rank outside the station. He gave the driver his mother's address and looked out the window at all the holidaymakers who were making the most of a lovely English summer. Well I could have been stuck in school today, he mused. Life seemed so much better than he'd thought only a short time before. After a ten minute drive the taxi pulled into a quiet cul-de-sac on the outskirts of the town. As the driver retrieved his suitcase from the boot, David looked up to see a few seagulls squawking as they glided through the air. The sea can't be that far away, he thought, as he smiled and paid his fare. The doorbell was answered almost immediately by the attractive thirty-four year old who was David's mother. Sarah Collins, she'd reverted back to her maiden name after the divorce, was at 5'7" over a foot taller than her son. Her classical beauty and terrific figure always filled David with awe whenever he saw her and this was no exception. "David darling!" she cried, and opened her arms to greet her son. David hugged his mother, taking in the smell of her perfume as she pressed her large bosom against the young boy's chest. She was dressed in a thin cotton T-shirt and shorts which showed off her tanned shapely legs to perfection. Eventually Sarah let go of her son David and looked at her watch. "Oh Damn, I'm sorry baby but I'm running late. This was all a bit of a surprise you know, coming over today. Not that I'm not pleased to see you of course!" She smiled at her son and gave him a quick sloppy kiss on the lips before rushing out the door. "I'll see you tonight. Kathy's inside somewhere. Ask her to make you some lunch." she called as she hurried down the driveway and jumped into her car. David was left standing in the doorway as his mum drove off down the street. He hadn't even said hello. Dropping his suitcase in the hall, David walked around the ground floor of the house finding it empty. His mother and sister had been living there for several months and so it was in less of a mess than his own home was. The two women had decorated the house in a very relaxed style, which gave it a homely feel. David began to wish that he stayed with his mother after the divorce, but at the time he felt closer to his Dad. Perhaps he didn't want his father to be on his own. After climbing the stairs, David stepped quietly along the landing, feeling almost like a burglar. He heard a noise coming from beyond the door at the end of the landing, and put his ear up against the door. "You know I want to see you today Gary, but its not much fun when we have to drag your brother around with us all the time" There was a pause whilst Kathy Collins listened to Gary on the other end of the line. "Oh and how am I going to do that. You know I hardly know anyone around here that well." Her voice was getting more exasperated and she huffed as Gary continued to talk to her. "Well I do to." Pause "Ok, I'll try." Pause "Yeah, I'll call you back in half an hour." Pause "Bye." David listened as Kathy slammed the phone down. "Shit!" A few moments later Kathy swung open her bedroom door to find her younger brother standing in the doorway. "Jesus Christ!" Kathy who was dressed only in a light blue bra and panties, was startled by the sight of her brother and then angry that he'd been standing there listening to her conversation. The dazzling fifteen year old pulled her brother into the room and then wrestled him to the floor. She forced him onto his back, straddling his chest and pinning down the top of his arms with her knees. David lay there trapped by his own sister, looking up at her young mound only inches from his face. He smelt the slight aroma of her snatch as she towered over him, her impressive breasts, which she'd inherited from her mother, obscuring David's view of his sister's face David couldn't help feeling rather aroused by the proximity of his face to his sister's cunt. The boy's little four inch dick started to swell in his pants and he was sorely tempted to plant a kiss on Kathy's tight panty crotch. He was brought back to his senses by his sister's voice. "Well little brother, mum's not going to be too pleased with you when I tell her you've been listening at my door!" "Kathy, I'm sorry" David squealed, "Please don't tell mum, I really don't want to get into trouble right now." The trapped schoolboy felt the tears well up in his eyes as he thought about his mother. He didn't want her to be cross with him, especially now. He'd began to think that living with his mum instead of his dad was definitely the better option, and he didn't want to screw up his chances by making her cross with him the first day he arrived. "You should have thought of that before you did it then," said Kathy, who was a little surprised at how scared her brother was by her threat to tell on him. She'd always been able to dominate David, both physically and mentally, whilst still maintaining an almost angelic appearance to her mother and father who were proud of their pretty daughter who excelled in most things. Some things didn't change, she thought. Her baby brother was still a little sissy. "I was just on my way to the toilet when I caught you. Maybe this will teach you a lesson." With that Kathy shut her eyes and concentrated. A moment later David saw a wet patch growing on his sister's silky panties, until a stream of yellow urine poured out of the girls knickers and onto the boy's face. "Drink it David! Drink it, or I'll pull down my panties and shit on you as well!" David thought back to the night before and quickly opened his mouth. Although he was by now quite accustomed to the taste of urine, he still gagged at the acidic river of human waste which his sister aimed down his throat. When the flow stopped Kathy put her hands underneath her brother's head and lifted him towards her soaked panties. "Now, be a good baby brother and suck the rest of my pee-pee from my panties" she instructed in a baby-like voice of her own. Kathy's pussy was by now totally visible through her transparent wet knickers. David put his mouth against his wicked sister's cunt and began to suck through the fabric, his mouth pressing against her hot lips. The teenage girl felt her juices begin to flow as she rubbed her mound up and down against her brother's lips. Turning her head round she noticed the small lump in her brother's jeans. She reached round with one hand and unzipped the 501's, to reveal David's little four-inch cock pressing up against his underpants. "Well what do we have here?" she asked peeling down the front of the bright red underpants. She uncovered the small hairless cock and gave out a little chuckle as she held it between a finger and thumb. "It's not exactly a monster is it?" she laughed at her brother who's face was still trapped between her legs. "Christ, if it was any smaller I'd have a baby sister instead of a brother. You're built like a little girl!" Kathy laughed loudly at her own joke, and then the idea hit her. She released David from her clutches and laid down on her side beside her brother who was trying to restore the feeling into his aching arms. "You might be able to redeem yourself, little brother, and if you do what I say, I might not tell Mum what a naughty boy you've been." David looked suspiciously at his sister, wiping the remnants of her urine from his face with the sleeve of his T-shirt. "Wh-what have I got to do?" he asked cautiously, reaching down to pull up his pants and cover his shrinking member. His sister laughed at his boy cock when it was hard, so he didn't need her to ridicule it even further in its softened state. "Not much really. Gary, the boy I was talking to on the phone, is staying here on holiday with his family. Problem is, everywhere he goes, he has to take his younger brother Scott with him." "And you want me to make friends with Scott. How old is he?" David asked, feeling a little more relaxed. "Oh, Scott's fourteen I think. Gary's much older though, he's seventeen and oh so dishy!" A glazed look came over his sister's eyes as she thought about the young stud who she'd met in town a few days earlier. David felt a tinge of jealousy at his sister's words and quickly continued the conversation. "Well I don't mind us all going around together, if that's what you want." He needed to keep his sister happy if he wanted a chance to ask his Mum if he could move in with them. "Good! Erm... only there's just one thing" Kathy twirled her finger over her brother's chest and down over the top of his jeans. "Gary says Scott really wants a girlfriend. Seeing Gary with me makes it worse of course. And it's making him really miserable." David was beginning to realise where the conversation was going. "So Gary says if I can't find someone to double-date with Scott, then he won't be able to see me. His Mum and Dad have insisted on it, can you believe it?" "No! No, no, no, no, no, no!" Kathy gave a wry smile "We'll see about that." (see part 7b) -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----