INCEST- BOARD

Bronion · Joined: 18 Jun 2007 Posts: 79

A new original bro/sis story by bronion! I hope you all get as excited by this as I did, this is the first seven parts, each part fairly brief, of my story about diaper punishment bringing siblings closer, and closer and closer. It'll be a while til the next batch of parts, but I think I'm far enough along for you all to have a good read (I spanked through it once, so I think you'll be able to too.

Enjoy. Please, please please respond, even if you hate it. knowing you're reading is what keeps me going (and getting off!)

by the way, this is of course fiction/fantasy, no one should ever treat a child the way this mother does.

Sis is back in diapers

Part One (Summer starts):

My little sister Katie just turned 13 and seems to have developed the libido of a 13-year-old boy. I don't know why, she never had a sexual experience and as far as I knew she didn't even know what sex was! What she did know about was masturbating, and she did it a lot, and without much caution. I mean, she wasn't naked right in front of everyone, she knew about shame, but I can't tell you how many times mom would yell at her to keep her hands 'away from there.' At the dinner table, while watching a TV, in the morning, sitting in the backyard, she always seemed to be rubbing herself through her shorts and dresses. I never really minded, I mean, I was a 13-year-old boy once and knew what she was going through, though I didn't think it was the same for girls. Maybe it runs in the family. I remember my mom picking us up from the last day of school. It was right after Katie's 13th birthday and I was 16. It was just the three of us, our father had taken off years ago, so I had to be the man of the family. Mom had the only car and I was pretty embarrassed to be picked up on the last day of school with my little sister already in the front seat. I tried to hide my face as I climbed into the car. Katie wore a cute little summer dress which was a little loose on her. She didn't exactly fill it out. I doubt she needed a bra, but I hadn't been too lucky with the girls so maybe I wasn't the best authority on the subject. On the ride home Katie was staring out the window, hands under her skirt as usual when mom looked over and saw what she was doing. She back-handed her on her arm.
"Katie, stop it, how many times do I have to tell you, that's disgusting and little girls don't touch themselves like that!"
"OOOO, KKAAAAAAAYY, Moooom," my sister yelled back.
Seemed like they were always going at it like this lately.
I just rolled my eyes. There was silence for a few minutes. Katie folded her arm, no doubt frustrated as she stared out the window. After a couple minutes she said, under her breath,
"I'm not a little girl."
"Yeah," my mom replied. "You are. You're a dirty child and you need to learn to grow up!"
I hated when they fought. I didn't really want to come to my sisters aid, I just couldn't stand the noise. The fight went on. My mom called her sick and my sister started to cry.
When we pulled into the driveway Katie jumped out of the car and ran upstairs, slammed her door and sobbed.
"You know," mom said. "That sister of yours is a real pain. She's so stubborn."
"Yeah, I guess," I said.
"You know, I want us both to monitor her this summer, I don't want her becoming one of those cheap hussy girls, like the ones in your grade."
I wanted to say 'fuck you.' I wanted to say 'it's no wonder she hates you,' but that wasn't my style. I just rolled my eyes, opened a soda and plopped down in front of the TV.
"Turn that off right now and mow the lawn while it's still light out," mom demanded.
"Mom, my vacation just started," I said.
"Yeah, I don't want you sitting around watching TV, between you and your sister I am not supporting a house-full of lay-abouts and perverts!"
I mowed the lawn. I always listened to everything she said. Katie on the other hand was the rebellious one. She stayed out late, on purpose, she always tested mom.
After mowing the lawn, I came in just in time for dinner. We sat down in silence. Katie had tears staining her cheeks and the unmistakable smell of sex on her hands.
"ugh, Katie, wash those hands.. and wash them good," mom said.
Katie looked my mother in the eye and stuck two fingers in her mouth and began to suck on them. Mom slapped her in the face.
"I am not going to put up with this all summer young lady," mom said.

Part Two (Sis gets curious) :

From that point forward, my sister used her habit to irritate mom as much as possible. Mom and I had both walked passed her open bedroom door in the morning to witness frantic movement under her sheets. She would take long baths and moan loudly. I'll admit that with all the sex-experimenting she was doing I too had upped my masturbation frequency. After all, I was still a single 16-year-old boy. One day, while mom was at work I was in my room watching a movie on TV. It was some terrible romantic-comedy, but I was committed to wasting as much time this summer as possible before mom inevitably forced me to get a job. Soon there was a knock on my door.
"Bri," Katie said, "can I come in."
"Sure," I said.
"Whatcha watchin?"
"eh, some crap, I guess," I said, not taking my eyes off the TV.
"Mind if I join you?"
"Sure, have a seat."
We sat on the bed in my room and zoned out, avoiding the summer heat and basking in our teenage independence when the movie came around to a sex scene. I was conflicted, on the one hand I didn't want to think about my sister in a sexual way, but on the other hand, I knew she would start rubbing herself any minute. But she surprised me by keeping her hands at her sides.
"Did you ever have a girlfriend, Bri?" she asked me as the couple on-screen made out.
"Uh, well, not really, I mean, I've been to a few make-out parties. I guess I've had some regular make-out partners, but never a really serious girlfriend."
"Hmm, what's making out like? I've never even kissed a boy?" She asked.
"It's great, it's a lot better than just dreaming about it," I said, slyly referring to her 'habit.'
"Haha, jerk," she said, getting what I was saying.
A few minutes went by and she asked,
"What do you do, I mean, besides kissing a lot?"
"Well," I started, "You kind of rub each other's bodies and try to find out what turns each other on."
I liked her asking me these questions. It made me feel needed. Like I had a hand in raising her, or like a trust existed between us that couldn't exist with mother.
"Like what, touching their boobs!?" she said laughing.
"Not just that. For instance, a lot of girls like when I kiss their ear until it's all wet and then breathe really hot breath on it."
"That sounds kinda gross, actually. I'd rather some guy touch my boobs, if I had any." she said frowning.
"Well, you won't think it's so gross when someone does it to you," I said.
She sat and thought about that in silence for a while and then said.
"Try it," She demanded.
"Try what?" I asked.
"Get my ear wet and breathe on it," she said.
"Uh, well, I'm your big brother so I prob..."
"Bri, so what? No one has to know, I just want to know how it feels. I don't think any of the boys in my grade would want to fool around with me and I don't know if I would even trust them if they did."
"Why do you think that? They'd like you." I tried to encourage her.
"No, I'm too flat-chested and my body's not all curvy like the girls who have boyfriends," she said.
"Turn around," I told her.
I had her sit facing away from me. I then wrapped my legs around either side of her I put my left hand on her tummy and my right hand on her smooth, short little right leg. I put my lips up to her ear and said.
"Aww, sis. You're only a kid..." Then I kissed the upper part of her earlobe, extra wet and long.
"You'll grow," I said, kissing where her ear met her face, slightly licking it as well. I gently stroked her leg with one hand as I gripped her tightly to me with the other. I started to develop an awful boner.
"And the boys," I kissed right over her ear,
"Will be..." I bit gently on her dangling ear lobe and simultaneously squeezed her lower, inner thigh right on the cusp of her shorts.
"all over you..." breathing hot warm air all over her saliva-soaked ear, squeezing her tightly and extremely-gently brushing her bare knee with the back of my fingers. She shuttered and I actually saw goose bumps pop up across her arms and legs.
"uh, OK, I, uh, um, gotta go," she said panting.
With that she ran to her room and locked the door. I can only imagine what she was doing.

Part Three (too far):

Tensions grew worse between Katie and my mom. Finally, three weeks into summer vacation, Katie pushed too far. Mom wasn't home yet and I was in my room reading a book. Katie went skipping by in just her shorts, which she had her right and buried under, and no top. I didn't know if she had been replaying the scene from the other day in her head as often as I had, but looking back on it, I'd have to guess she was thinking about it even more. The last few day she had been intermittently very shy (almost hiding) when I was around and very open (almost exhibitionist) when I was around. Like a few days earlier, when she called out to me from the bathroom.
"BRI!" She yelled, "There's no toilet paper in here, can you grab me some!"
"All right," I called back.
I went to the hallway closet to grab an extra role. I had planned to just leave it outside the door, but as soon as I got close she opened it, sitting there on the toilet. I couldn't really see between her legs, but I guess I didn't try to look. As I walked away, I noticed she didn't close the door. I walked back and closed it for her. When I saw her with her hand wiping her little pussy, she giggled and said, with faux-annoyance "Heeeeyyyyyy!"
But I hadn't seen anything that time. This time was different, it reached a boiling point. There she was in the hallway between our two rooms, topless.
"Hey," she giggled and skipped on. I was stunned at first but figured she was trying to get a reaction out of me. Her puffy little nipples in clear view, her hand gyrating in her pants. I tried to repress my boner. I thought about anything else. I thought about math. I thought about the infield fly rule. But nothing worked, it kept coming back to that vision. I closed my door and locked it, pulling my pants down. I just needed release, I thought, but just as I wrapped my hand around my hard cock, I heard mom come through the front door. I quickly got dressed, opened my door and picked my book back up. As Mom walked upstairs I noticed Katie had stopped skipping around the hallways. My mom reached the top of the steps and screamed. I peeked out my door and saw what she was screaming at. Katie was sitting on the toilet, naked with the door open, touching herself as she peed.
"What are you doing!?" Mom screamed.
"Going potty," Katie said in a teasing baby voice.
"That's it, that's it, that's it, I've had it," mom yelled. Then she tore my sister off the toilet and pulled her into the hallway. She hadn't finished peeing and was making a mess everywhere. Mom bent her over and began spanking her behind, pee spraying down her leg and into the carpet.
"Mom NO!!!!!!" Katie yelled and began to cry.
She spanked her until her ass was pink and left her to cry in the hallway, with no clothes, but the shorts around her ankles.
"When I get back things around here are going to change," mom said and with that stormed out of the house.
I felt bad. I didn't like to see anyone get hurt. I walked over to her and offered my hand to help her up. She was cowering, covering herself with her hands and sobbing.
"Get away," she screamed. "You perv, I know you liked looking at me, I'm your sister for chrissakes!"
Then she got up and ran into her room leaving her little shorts behind. It was the last time I'd see her wear them all summer.

Part Four (Punishment):

I felt bad for my sister, my mom was always treating us like this. I figured she'd left the house to blow off some steam. I never could have predicted what was going to happen when she returned. When She got back, mom stomped up the stairs carrying something in a plastic bag and started pounding on Katie's door.
"Up this now, you little brat!" She screamed
I peeked out my door to see what was going to happen.
Katie opened the door and my mom burst into her room.
"Get in here Brian," she called to me.
I followed mom in. Katie, still red-eyed and sniffing, had put on some sweat pants and tee-shirt. As I walked in, mom immediately dropped her bag and reached for Katie. She pulled her by her arm down until she was sitting in the middle of the room.
"Lie down, now, you little bitch!" Mom said.
Katie did as she was told. I think she was just too tired to resist at that point.
"Brian, hold her arms," mom said.
I mouthed a secret 'i'm sorry' to my sister and knelt down holding her arms above her head. I had no idea what mom was up to, but I couldn't resist her.
Katie screeched as mom then yanked her pants and underwear down her legs and to her ankles. Katie started to kick, but looking up and seeing me there she decided to squeeze her legs together to keep me from seeing her naked pussy. Mom opened her bag and pulled out... I couldn't believe it... a pack of diapers. Mom opened them up and slid a pair under my sisters butt and started fastening it.
"You will grow up a proper young lady or you won't grow up at all, Katie. I'm tired of all the touching you do down there. I know you do it in your room and in the tub, I hear you disgustingly violating yourself. You are a girl and girls are not to abuse themselves like this. From now until the end of the summer you are to wear these at all times, if you take them off for any reason I will know because they cannot be reapplied. When you need to take a bath your brother or I will supervise you."
Katie was bawling by this time. She lay there in her little t-shirt and diaper, which was now fully in place. Through her tears she said,
"What about.. in the bathroom."
"The bathroom?!" my mom replied. "You won't need to use the toilet anymore sweety, you're using diapers and only your brother or I are to change you. Now go lie on that bed and think about what you're going to do, or NOT do, when you grow up at the end of the summer."
Having said that my mom then started digging through Katie's dresser and taking all her pants, shorts and underwear and packing them into a gym bag.
"This is the only way a girl like you is going to learn not to be a little slut. And Brian, you've been sitting around here all summer doing nothing and not looking for work, so now I found you work, you are to change and bathe your sister and make sure she's growing into a proper young lady."

Part Five (First change):

I decided to give Katie some time alone, I went and hid in my room. Even though I felt bad for her I couldn't help but picture her squirming on the floor with no pants on. As I pulled my dick out to jerk off I told myself that it had just been a long time and that's why I was so horny, but even then in the back of my mind I knew it was cause of Katie.
Later than night Mom called us to dinner. Things cooled down a little and mom regained her composure, but, as was always the case with mom, she could ignite at the stroke of the second hand. I sat down as Katie walked down the stairs. She appeared in the kitchen, her diaper rustling as she sat down, eyes cast toward the floor, still sniffling. We ate in awkward silence, until mom started boring us with some bullshit about her job. After dinner I cleared the table as mom relaxed with a magazine and Katie just sat there. All of the sudden, Katie started to cry.
"What's the matter, baby?" Mom asked.
"Mom..." Katie started, "I'm so sorry. I don't want to live like this, please... I, I really have to go."
"Go where?" Mom teased.
"To the bathroom mom," Katie sobbed in complete humilation, "I have to go to the bathroom, please let me take this thing off."
"But, my dear, that's why you have it on, go ahead, don't be ashamed."
Katie grimaced and stood strong for a minute, but nature overcame. I knew she had wet herself when the tears started flowing. I could hear her peeing her diaper softly as mom grinned. When she seemed to finished Mom said:
"Brian, dear, do you know how to check for a wet diaper? Come here, I'll show you."
I put the dish I was washing down and walked over to her.
"Give me you hand," mom said.
She took my hand and showed me how to slide a finger in between my sister's legs. I could feel very easily that her diaper was soaked.
I took her into the living room, with my mom supervising, and proceeded to take off her diaper. There it was, right in front of me, my sisters wet pussy. Katie was mortified beyond words.
"Brian, don't just stare at it, clean it up." Mom scolded.
I wiped and powdered her, trying not to look like I was feeling her up.
"You really got to do a better job than that, Brian, your sister may act and be dressed like a baby, but that's a teenage vagina, you're going to have to clean it well."
I finished up and wrapped her into a new diaper. Katie took off up the stairs, but mom stopped her.
"Katie, you'd better thank your brother."
She walked backed down and right up to me.
"Thank you Brian," she said, timidly.
"good girl," mom said, "now run along."

Part Six (becoming a good girl):

Later that night my sister and I were watching TV in the family room when mom came in.
"Hon, check your sister's diaper, OK?"
I sighed, "Sure mom."
Katie's stare didn't turn away from the TV and I slid my hand into the side of her diaper. I could feel her little hairless slit and again there was no doubt, she had peed herself. I looked at her and, although she couldn't face me a look of subtle embarrassment washed over her face. She slyly peeked at me, frowning. in embarrassment. I had her lay down on the floor and lift her legs, taking her diaper off.
"Oh, Katie, I forgot the diaper bag, hold on while I get it."
"OK, Brian." she said.
I left her on the floor, legs spread and in the air, diaper undone as I went to get the wipes and powder. While I was upstairs the doorbell rang.
It was a boy, Aaron, from Katie's class.
"Don't you move," I heard my mother tell Katie.
Mom opened the door giving Aaron a full view of Katie's naked pussy.
"Hi," he started, "I just wanted to invite Katie to my birthday party next wee...."
I came down the stairs just in time to see his jaw drop as he noticed katie lying on the floor exposed, a used diaper lying under her.
"Oh, um, maybe another time." he said, and stumbled away.
"Are you sure you wouldn't like to come in?" my mother called. "I'll tell Katie you came by"
Mom closed the door and smiled, pleased with herself.
"That should keep visitors away for a while, eh?" She said to me as she walked upstairs.
I took the supplies down to my sister who had obediently not moved. I could see her eyes well up as she had heard th conversation between the boy and our mother.
"Did he see?" She asked.
"Yeah, kate, I'm afraid so."
"Oh, Brian, this is the worst day of my life."
"Shhh, don't worry, it'll be OK. Let me just get you cleaned up here."
I wiped her vagina clean, taking careful care of every crevice. Katie started to breathe deep.
"Make sure it's really clean, please," Kaite said, " I don't want a rash."
I grabbed a couple more wet-wipes and continued petting her pussy lips. Her breathing got fast as I sped up, but before it could go any further we heard mom walking down stairs. I quickly closed up her fresh diaper. We both knew what was really going on, but it was unspoken.

That first night my mom gave me a break and bathed Katie herself. Katie did not protest, nor did she mention the scene with Aaron. She was a good little girl. She didn't even attempt to touch herself. I walked towards the bathroom while she was still in the tub. The door was open with Mom sitting on the edge of the tub, helping Katie with her hair. I turned to use the downstairs toilet, but mom stopped me,
"What do you need sweety?" She called out.
"Uh, nothing, I just needed to pee."
"Well, come on in," she said, "the parties in here."
I knew, from the way mom had been acting that Katie wasn't the only one under threat here. I dared not contradict her. I slipped into the bathroom and pulled my dick out. Mom didn't even look, she was focused on Katie's hair, but Katie stared, mouth agape. I tried to act natural.
Mom slapped Katie lightly in the face.
"Give your brother some privacy, you little perv."
"Sorry mom."

Part Seven: (in the morning, when I rise)

The next morning I woke up to Katie poking my shoulder.
"Mom said for you to change me now," she said, her face full of shame.
As I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes I noticed she was wearing just a diaper and a bra. My usual morning boner spasemed out of control.
"ok," I said.
I layed her down on the floor and fetched her diaper bag. I carefully removed her diaper, once again, exposing her tiny slit. At thirteen, she had had some hair there, but now I noticed it was gone. I guess I stared a little too long cause she noticed.
"Uh, mom shaved it in the bath last night, she said it would be easier for you to clean me." she said.
As I wiped the pee off her thighs and vagina I noticed her panting.
"Brian," she said, "please,mom's downstairs, let me keep my diaper off for just a minute, it's been almost a whole day."
I knew what she meant, I was feeling to pull myself as I stared at her little pre-teen pussy, bald and wet.
I shut my door.
"OK, you've probably got about 10 minutes before mom checks on us."
She didn't need to be told twice as she started rubbing herself furiously. the smell of her dirty girl-part permmiated the room. She used to her left hand to squeeze her tiny titties. The sight of my little sister masturbating was too much for me. I layed down next to her and took my rock-hard penis out. Her eyes were shut so tight, for a minute, I thought I'd finish without her knowing. But she soon peeked and saw that I had joined her in self-abuse. Her eyes widened and she breathed deeper. She said nothing, but just started and my hand madly stroking my rod.
"oh god," she whispered. "brian, this is so hot, I'm.. I'm ... uh,.. huh.,... cumming."
her hips lifted and her back arched and she humped the air, fluids oozing from her little girl vagina. I came too, sticky jizz running down my knuckles and staining my boxer shorts.
We lay there catching our breath for a moment when she did something I never would have expected. She kissed me, full on the lips. No tounge, but a warm, wet, passionate kiss.
"Thank you so much, Bri, I feel much better."
I pulled another baby wipe and cleaned her again, then I sealed a fresh diaper and sent her down to mom for breakfast.

Xx8ball1 · Joined: 20 Apr 2006 Posts: 1635 Location: usa

wow is all i can say thank you Very Happy

shitforbrains · Joined: 07 Sep 2007 Posts: 1180

Oh yes. Very good. I enjoyed it a lot. Thanks, Bronion

cable789 · Joined: 15 Apr 2007 Posts: 870 Location: Rifle Range

Well Done! Thanks Bronion!

docsavage7 · Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 7:36 am Post subject:

Wow! This story is such a total turn-on Bronion.... You have to continue or we WILL hunt you down! Just kidding Smile

This is fantastic, Thankyou!

Doc

Akuma · Joined: 23 May 2007 Posts: 4

excellent story thanks for writing it

Bronion · Joined: 18 Jun 2007 Posts: 79

Glad you guys are liking it. I only keep posting and working on these cause you guys reply so kindly. Please, if you like it, keep 'em cumming, er, coming. haha.

Anyway, Here's the next couple installments. More to come.
-bro.

Part Eight: Getting Dirty

After breakfast mom commissioned Katie and I to do some yard work. I had to mow while Katie was to tend to mom's garden.
"Um... aren't you gonna gimmie my pants?" Katie asked impatiently.
Mom swatted her hard on the back of her diaper. Katie started to sob.
"Don't you ever use that town with me, you little baby girl. This is why I have to treat you like a baby, you baby!" Mom shouted back.
"Now get out there and work I don't care who sees you."
My sister reluctantly waddled out the back door, tears still in her eyes. Our backyard faced a highway and I could see Katie cringe every time a car passed. Some slowed down. One even yelled out, "Hey diaper girl! Who changes your diapers? Hahahaha." After a while she resigned to the humiliation and focused on the garden. I watched her sitting there in her diaper and little t-shirt, knees in the dirt as she pulled weeds. After two hours in the summer heat we finally went inside. We were sweaty and filthy and we stunk. When we got to the screen porch the stink followed us.
"Ugh, I need a shower, I smell like shit." I said.
"Uh, Bri," Katie replied. "It's, um, uh," and then she started to cry real hard.
"What is it Katie? What's the matter?"
Through her tears I could hardly make out what she was saying.
"It...It's meee," she sobbed. Her face was beet red and her eyes were full of shame.
Then it hit me. She'd shit herself. I squeezed the back of her diaper with my palm to confirm my suspicions and sure enough, it was full of a squishy, heavy load.
"Oh, god, Brian, I'm sorry, I know this is so gross."
"OK," I said, "let me just get your stuff."
I got her diaper bag and pulled out what I needed. She layed down on the floor in the porch and spread her legs. I undid her diaper.
"holy man, that stinks," I said.
Katie cried even harder.
"I'm sorry, Kate." I said.
Just then I looked up and noticed two neighbor boys looking at us from a second floor window. They were much younger and were laughing as I carefully folded over Katie's dirty diaper. I wiped her ass as she covered her face.
"Those boys can see us can't they?" She asked.
"Yeah, I think so, sis."
"I'm so embarrassed."
Just then, mom came out to check on us.
"Looks like somebody made a little poopy. Did you make a poopy baby katie?"
"Please don't say that anymore," my sister replied defiantly.
"Why not baby? Baby's aren't embarrassed of their poopies, and you're a baby cause you like to play with your privates, like babies do."
I started to put a new diaper on her but mom stopped me.
"Ugh, you two are so dirty from all that yard work. Brian, honey, why don't you save that diaper and go give your sister a bath. In fact, you're a mess yourself, why don't you take her into a big kid's shower and you two can wash up together."
"Moooomm!" Katie protested.
"Do you want a spanking?" mom threatened
"No, I'm sorry." Katie cowered.
"Good, now the two of you leave those dirty clothes back here on the porch, I don't want you tracking that dirt through the house," mom ordered.
"You want us to get undressed out here?" I stammered.
"What did I JUST say?" mom said.
I didn't question her any further. Katie and I took off all our clothes and left them on the back porch. The boys watching from the next house had broken out binoculars and were now watching us, jaws agape.
My sister and I clutched our privates as we scampered naked through the house and up the stairs to the bathroom. Mom laughed at us as we walked by, cupping our crotches in total humiliation.

Part nine: Getting clean

I started the shower and Katie and I stepped in. She was still crying.
"It's OK, Kate," I said, trying to comfort her.
"Oh, Brian," she sobbed, " I don't even feel like a person any more. I can't believe her!"
"Shh," I said, as the water slicked my hair back, "don't worry, I don't think she can keep this up all summer."
I hugged her tight as she cried on my shoulder, her young tits pressed flat against my chest. As I felt them move I grew an erection. Without listing her head my little sister began to grind her pussy on it.I swallowed hard. What were we doing? I couldn't resist, I started humping back and pretty soon I was lined up to enter her. Then she looked up, right into my eyes.
"You're my brother," she said.
"I know I'm sorry...." I started.
"Wait, let me finish," she said, "you're my brother, but I want you so bad right now."
I didn't need to be told twice. I jammed my cock into her little pussy and began fucking her in the shower. I pushed her back up against the shower wall and she lifted her left leg and wrapped it around me.
"Oh, god, Brian, fuck me! Fuck me!" She shuddered as I pounded her tiny cunt.
I looked deep into her eyes and soon our lips met, tounges darted in and out of each other's mouths.
"Oh, god, I can't believe I'm fucking my big brother," she panted.
"Don't you like it?" I asked.
"Oh, god, Oh, yes, YES, fuck me."
I felt her legs start to wobble as she came, my dick still buried deep inside her. I fucked her more. I fucked her pussy so deep I could feel the tip of her cervix and she gasped hard. She looked like she had had the wind knocked out of her, but I knew she was just having orgasim after orgasim, right on top of each other.
"Brian, I want to to cream in me, spill it right up my pussy!" she said.
I did as I was told, I came completely in her. My ball sac was empty, I came so hard. I pulled out and marveled at the site of my jizz pouring out her cunt and down her pretty little teenie legs.
We quickly soaped up and rinsed off before mom had a chance to suspect any thing. I spent the rest of the day in a post-orgasimic haze. I had just fucked my own 13-year-old sister.

Xx8ball1 · Joined: 20 Apr 2006 Posts: 1635 Location: usa

very hot shower thank you very much.will be looking forward to more and more Very Happy

docsavage7 · Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 11:55 pm Post subject:

Wow! I thought you had forgotten us Bronion... It was as bad as waiting for our favourite TV series to return! BUT, certainly great to see some more, Thankyou!
You're not going to make us hangout for another 2 months I hope!

Doc

Merlin33069 · Joined: 24 Aug 2007 Posts: 45 Location: Behind you

lol i hope not, this is one of the reasons i stay, AWESOME STORIES...

Bronion · Joined: 18 Jun 2007 Posts: 79

Next part yay! Sorry about the waiting, but I'm happy to know these are so highly anticipated.

-bro.

Part Ten: Sunday best.

The next day was Sunday and that meant waking up early for church. I woke up to Katie tugging at my bed sheets. She looked ashamed and told me she had wet in her sleep.
"I didn't even wake up this time, Bri," she said.
I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and started to undress her when I noticed some had leaked out and down her legs.
"Were you trying to take this off?" I asked.
Katie blushed and looked away as I exposed her bald little vagina and started rubbing baby powder over it.
"It was just ... ya know, after yesterday... I was just so ... hot," she said.
"Well, I won't tell mom, but she'll probably notice it in your bed," I told her.
"Oh, god, you're right," and with that she got up, still naked, but for her bra and raced over to her room to feel her bed. Sure enough it was soaked.
"Brian," she said, returning, "I wet the bed! What if mom finds out? She'll know I was trying to, touch myself!"
"It's OK, we still have half an hour before church, I'll help you clean it up."
We went to her room and I began helping her remove the sheets when mom walked in.
"What's going on in here?" she asked.
I came up with a story quickly. When you have a mother like mine, you learn to develop your lies fast.
"I just thought I'd help Katie change her sheets, since she's just a little baby and can't do it herself and I thought, you didn't need any more house work, so, thought I'd pitch in a little." I layed it on real thick.
"Well, thank you very much Brian. Maybe you can finish one job first though," mom said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
She pointed to Katie standing next to the bed.
"I can see your little daisy," mom teased her.
I never finished putting her new diaper on! I balled up the pee-soaked sheets and tossed them in the hamper and then finished the job on my sister.
"Good boy," mom said, "Now let's get ready for church, Katie, I brought you this to wear, it should hide your diaper well enough."
Mom hung a dress on Katie's doorknob and left us. Katie was a bit worried at first that it had gotten a little short since she last wore her summer Sunday best, last summer, but was happy to finally have clothes to wear. She slipped it on only to find that her diaper puffed it way far out.
"Brian, everyone will know I'm in a diaper!" She said.
"I guess mom hadn't predicted how bulky these things are."
"What will we do, I can't go in this and mom will probably spank me if I ask for another."
"OK," I said, "here's what we'll do. Mom thinks the dress will hide the diaper right?"
"Yeah, but it doesn't," she argued.
"OK, so I'll take the diaper off you and mom will never no."
"Brian, I don't even have any underwear, though, she took it all away."
"Well, you'll just have to keep those legs closed," I smiled.
"Do you think this is funny," she pouted, "I don't want to go to church with nothing on under my dress!"
"Well, I guess it's the diaper then."
"Wait," she said. "I'll do it."
I removed her diaper and took it into the bathroom with me. I layed it out and peed on it a little so that mom wouldn't find an empty one, she was definitely checking.When I came back Katie was all smiles.
"Kids!" mom called, "Are you ready."
We came down stairs our hearts pounding, half-expecting her to yank Katie's dress up and see her without her diaper. But we were in a rush and mom had already started the car by the time we got down. We hopped into the back seat and rode to church.
On the way there I noticed Katie squirming in her seat. She glanced at me and I just knew that she had to pee again.
"You should have gone before we left" I whispered.
"But I didn't have to then," she mouthed back.
When we got into church we took our seats with me sitting between my mom and sister.
The whole mass I could see her pressing her knees together in desperation. She couldn't use the bathroom there or mom would know. About two-thirds of the way through, I noticed as we kneeled to pray, a trickle of pee drip from between her legs, out her skirt and onto the kneeler. Lucky, the kneeler was padded and didn't make any noise, but I saw the tears start to form in her eyes. We both acted like it didn't happen, as to not let on. That wasn't the only thing. As I watched her piss out her dress I started to grow a hard-on. I don't know why it turned me on so much, but it definitely was noticeable when I stood up. I purposely didn't try to I hide it, in the hopes to distract anyone from the mess that my sister had made. Mom looked at me and saw the bulge in my pants. She whispered to me:
"Really Brian? in the house of the lord. Shame on you!" and then she open-palm slapped my boner.
"ow!" I yelped.
Several people turned and saw me clutching at the tent in my pants.
"That's it," mom hissed, "we're leaving."
Mom dragged me out by the hand to the parking lot and tossed Katie and I in the back seat.
"Mom, I'm sorry, it was just an accident, I didn't mean it!" I said.
Katie turned her head towards me, "thank you" she mouthed.

Part Eleven:

When we arrived home, mom yanked me inside and through me into her room. Katie followed.
"Brian, you have disgraced and embarrassed me in church. In Church, Brian!" mom yelled.
"I'm sorry, mom, It was an accident I swear."
"That's not good enough, I'm afraid," mom said. "Drop 'em."
"What?"
"Drop your pants, young man, I don't care how old you are, you're going to get a spanking like you've never felt before."
"Mom, no!" Now it was my turn to cry. But I couldn't deny her. I dropped my pants to my ankles and turned around.
"And your panties!" mom said, insulting my tight, white briefs.
I yanked them down too and stood, hands on mom's bed, bent over, legs spread, sniffing back tears. I braced for mom's hand to slap my ass until it was red, but I could have never prepared for what actually happened.
Mom's hand flew, not down from above, but underhanded and slapped my nut sack. My balls bounced off each other and I screamed.
"This will teach you to control those dirty thoughts, you little PERVERT!" She hollered, letting another spank slap down across my balls.
I screamed and cried. Katie stood in front of me, still in her dress, probably still worried mom would discover she was naked under it. She watched my genitals fling forward as each of mom's underhanded spanks punished them. I knew how she felt those times she had been seen. I was humiliated to be seen in so much pain, crying like a baby and with my privates dangling, exposed and tortured. I counted, mom slapped my balls from behind 7 times before turning me around and spitting in my face.
"Now clean yourself up and check your sister's diaper you little creep."
She slapped me once across the head and left the room. I heard her go downstairs start the car and drive away.
I couldn't move. I was shivering with fear and sobbing. I curled up on the bed, pants and underwear still around my ankles.
"Shhh," Katie said, "It's OK." Now she was comforting me. She climbed up on the bed next to me and put her arms around me. I buried my face in her barely developing breasts and cried. After a few minutes she went to get an ice pack and helped me apply it to my nuts.
Katie tried to comfort me as I let the ice take affect. We went to my room and put on the TV. She held my ice pack in place as we lay there and I could tell she was sneaking a couple feels with the heel of her hand rubbing my dickhead, just slightly enough to think I might not notice. I let her believe it.
"Let's get under a blanket," she said.
She pulled down the blankets and we slipped our legs under, backs against the headboard watching TV, she still holding my ice pack in place.
I let myself calm down from the beating I'd received, my mind wondering, despite my sister's hand being on my naked crotch. So I guess I didn't notice the shaking of the bed at first, but I soon started to notice a lot of motion beneath the blanket. Katie's face was intense and I could feel her left hand explore my numbing genitals further. Her right hand was also under the blanket and was busy between her own legs. I forgot that I never put a diaper back on her. She looked up and me and realized she'd been caught but didn't stop. She was silent as she looked into my eyes and masturbated. I said nothing, I just watched. She came more quickly than I expected she would, gasping and heaving.
"Oh Brian," she said. "That was so hot."
It had been 20 minutes, so she took the ice pack off and pulled the blanket down.
Despite the ball-slaps, my penis started to respond to what I'd just witnessed.
"Feeling a little better?" She asked.
"Yes, I think so. Thanks."
"Well, good," she said, "cause your little sister's gonna make it feel all better."
She slipped her dress over her head and whipped her bra off. My damaged genitals started operating again as my dick started to grow. Standing there in just her white knee-high socks and buckled shoes she moved her head down my body and took my dick in her mouth.
"Oh, god, Oh, Kate, yes!" I said.
She then stopped, "Don't call me kate, right now" she said.
"What do you want me to say?" I said, confused.
"What am I to you?" she asked, and I understood.
"Oh sis, Oh, sis, you're my sister, YOU'RE MY SISTER!" I shouted "And you're sucking my dick. You're sucking your big brothers penis, you bad bad girl!"
I repeated the line until i came deep into her throat.

cable789 · Joined: 15 Apr 2007 Posts: 870 Location: Rifle Range

Well Done! Thanks for the Excellent Work!

shitforbrains · Joined: 07 Sep 2007 Posts: 1180

I do love a naughty sibling or two. Nice additions to the story Bronion.

Xx8ball1 · Joined: 20 Apr 2006 Posts: 1635 Location: usa

another hot post to this great story thank you Very Happy

docsavage7 · Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 11:08 pm Post subject:

Awesome! Simply fantastic Bro... Thx 4 these 2 additional chapters! Very Happy

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