Date: Mon, 22 Feb 2021 22:18:17 -0700 From: Jordan Bradders Subject: Freak of Nature - Part Five Freak of Nature - Part Five – Miranda and her Friend By Jordan Bradders (c) Copyright 2021 Jordan Bradders. The author reserves all rights. Permission is granted to download this story for personal use only. It may not be published in any other forum, web site, magazine, granite block, golden tablet parchment, papyrus scroll or book without my prior written permission. The following story is a work of complete and utter fiction, meant for adults. That means that it is not a true story. If you are under 18 or under the age of consent where you live stop reading now and do not download this story. This work of fiction involves sexual contact between a very well-endowed thirteen-year-old boy, his fourteen-year-old sister and her fourteen-year-old friend. None of these people is or ever was real. 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Email me at jordan.bradders@writeme.com ================================================ Freak of Nature - Part Five – Miranda and her Friend By Jordan Bradders (c) Copyright 2021 Jordan Bradders. This is part five of a multi-part series. It will make more sense if you read at least part one first. All four of the previous installments can be found in the Nifty archive under Bisexual in the Incest Category. Part One: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/incest/freak-of-nature/freak-of-nature-1 Part Two: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/ incest/freak-of-nature/freak-of-nature-2 Part Three: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/incest/freak-of-nature/freak-of-nature-3 Part Four: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/incest/freak-of-nature/freak-of-nature-4 ------------------------------ Peter rolled out of bed, a big smile on his face. He wondered why the sounds of his sisters squabbling over the bathroom didn't bother him. Then he remembered. `Oh yeah,' he thought. `Molly sucked me off last night... and it felt great!' His smile even broader, he pulled his robe over his thin shoulders and tied it shut, then stepped into the hallway. Just at that moment, Molly stepped out of the bathroom and gave him a furtive look. `What's that about,' he wondered as she gestured for her sister to take her turn. Miranda darted forward, took Peter by the arm, pulled him into the bathroom and closed the door. "Molly told me what you did last night. Now it's my turn, little brother." She quickly stripped off her robe and pajamas. Naked, she gave Peter an impatient look and grabbed the lapels of his robe. Peter quickly realized that he was horny for his own sister... again. His massive member was at attention by the time his robe and pajamas hit the floor. The naked girl knelt in front of her younger brother and carefully examined his phallus. As if in awe, she murmured "I can't believe this thing's supposed to fit inside a girl." Taking the head in one hand, she started stroking up and down his ten-and-a-quarter-inch length with the other. When he did not react as he had with her older sister, she stared up at him with a look of annoyance. Peter whispered "Molly licked and sucked the head and played with my balls." Her eyes defiant, Miranda thought `I can do anything Molly can do.' Opening her mouth wide, she wrapped her lips around the head of her brother's enormous cock. Then she gripped his tiny ball sack and squeezed. Hard. Peter moaned as he felt his sister's teeth scraping the delicate skin of his penis and her none too gentle treatment of his underdeveloped gonads. Putting his hands on her head he pushed her back and hissed "Not so hard." She gave his balls one more squeeze, then put her mouth back on his mushroom-shaped cockhead. He could still feel her teeth, but he suddenly felt himself responding. `I wonder how many times I can do this before I run dry,' he mused as his sister sucked harder and faster. He moaned softly. "Oh god, Miranda. I think I'm gonna shoot." Worried that she might not want him to ejaculate in her mouth, he whispered "You better stop." But Miranda knew that Molly had swallowed what she had called his "spunk," so she continued to lick and suck with abandon. Peter tried to push his sister back, but she clamped her hands around his balls and rode him like a skinny bull. Nature took over and he thrust his hips forward. Pushing into her mouth over and over, he drove her back across the tile floor until her head was pinned against the counter. He fired into her mouth, then staggered back against the toilet. Miranda looked up at her brother, smiling. Licking semen from her lips, she whispered "You taste so sweet, little brother." Then she stood and turned on the shower. "Come on, Peter. Mom'll be waiting for us." Grabbing him by his penis, she pulled him into the shower. "This makes a great leash," she giggled. Breakfast was a surreal experience for the eighth grader, who found himself sharing knowing looks with both of his older sisters while their mother bustled around the kitchen, oblivious. As always, Peter accompanied his younger sisters to the bus stop. Molly and Miranda joined him as the girls boarded the elementary school bus. Smirking, Molly asked her sister, "So was it as good as I said." Miranda grinned. "You are gonna be really popular in high school, little brother. But for now, you belong to us." Uneasy, Peter reminded them that he didn't want anybody to know about what he had come to think of as his "big secret." Molly nodded. "Don't worry, little brother. We're not gonna tell anybody. We want it all to ourselves." Peter's school bus pulled up and he climbed aboard without sparing the girls another look. `Jesus Christ,' he thought. `She didn't say they wanted me to themselves. She said they wanted it! All they want is my cock!" Dropping into the seat next to his best friend, Jake, he murmured. "Those girls are gonna wear me out." Recognizing the tone, Jake grinned and asked, "What did your sisters do now." It was only then that Peter realized he had spoken aloud. `Fuck! I have to be more careful. Did I say the first part?' He stared at his friend, his mind racing. `Should I tell him? Tell him what? About my big dick? About Molly and Miranda sucking me off? About how I want to kiss him every time I see him? How I want to suck him off?' Then he looked around at the crowded school bus and said "Oh, you know. It seems like they always want something from me." That seemed to satisfy Jake, who returned to playing Fortnight on his phone. As the bus pulled to a stop at their school, he slipped the device into his pocket and said "Hey! You wanna sleep-over Friday? We can play Halo all night if you want!" Peter jumped at the chance to get away from his apparently insatiable sisters. "Yeah. Let's do it." It wasn't until partway through second period that it occurred to him how difficult it would be to hide his "big problem" from his friends, who tended to sleep, and play video games, and pretty much everything else, in their underwear. `Maybe I'll get lucky,' he thought, "and it'll be just me and Jake.' By lunchtime, he realized he had to do something. He did not want his other friends to see how big his dick was. Even though they went to a different school, he didn't trust them to keep his secret. By the time he went through the cafeteria line and gathered his lunch, he had a plan. Trying to sound casual, he said "Hey, Jake. Have you invited the other guys to the sleep-over yet?" Jake shook his head. "I was gonna call `em tonight." "Could you... ummm... not? Invite them, I mean." Jake looked confused. "I have something I have to talk with you about, and... ummm... it's kinda... private. OK?" Jake spooned the rest of his apple sauce into his mouth and said "I guess so. If you want." He asked no questions, but just returned to eating his lunch. That was the kind of friend Jake was. When Peter got home from school that afternoon, Miranda was in the family room, watching TV with her friend, Christine. The two high schoolers often hung out at his house after school. They had started ignoring him right about when they had started middle school, so he was surprised when Christine exclaimed "Hey, Petey. How's it hangin'!" The two girls giggled, but neither of them seemed to pay him any more attention. Thinking nothing of the vulgar greeting, which he heard every day from his friends, he mumbled "OK," grabbed a snack from the kitchen and went up to his room to start his homework. He had been anxious to get out of the uncomfortable jock strap and compression shorts he had worn to school to better hide his huge penis, which is why he was naked from the waist down when the door burst open. He yelped and turned away quickly, but not before his sister and her friend had seen his prodigious organ, which had just unfolded to its full length. "Holy fuck, Miranda. I was sure you were full of shit, but..." Christine walked farther into the room and stood in front of the stunned boy. "I haven't seen that many dicks, but you're right. That thing's fuckin' enormous!" "Christine didn't believe me," said Miranda. "but she said if you showed her, she wouldn't tell anybody." Peter tried to cover up by holding his shorts in front of him, but Christine took them. Stammering, the girl asked, "Can I touch it." Remembering the deal she and Molly had made with her brother, Miranda spoke up. "Now that Peter's mostly naked, we have to take our clothes off, too." She pulled her shirt over her head and added, "Whatever we do to him, he gets to do to us." Christine looked back and forth between her friend and the younger boy and smiled. Slipping her own shirt over her head, she said "That's fair." Then looking at Peter, she added "I knew the little perv just wanted to see my tits." She walked over and closed the door. Peter watched as his sister took off her bra, then her friend freed her much larger breasts. Soon he was naked on his bed, the two girls standing over him, their greedy eyes on his genitals. Looking at the clock, Peter said "Mom'll be home in an hour, so whatever you're gonna do, you better get started." His eyes on Christine's breasts, he thought `This is working out great. Maybe this thing really is a magic wand.' Christine spread the boy's legs and knelt between them. Leaning forward, her pendulous breasts hanging down, she closely examining his scrotum. She gently touched his testicles and gasped. "These are really tiny. I'll bet he can't even cum." Peter shifted uncomfortably at the girl's words, but Miranda said "Oh, trust me. He can cum... and it's really sweet." Christine turned and looked at her friend, a look of respect in her eyes. "Wow. You're way freakier than I thought, girl. I like it." Then she leaned forward, wrapped Peter's shaft in her cleavage, and said "Have you tried this?" She picked up Peter's leg and placed his knee against her crotch, then started a gentle undulating movement, masturbating herself and the boy at the same time. Peter and his sister gasped together, though for different reasons. Peter had admired Christine's breasts for some time, but he'd never imagined seeing them, let alone being used this way... and on him! Miranda, on the other hand, was shocked at her friend's sexual sophistication. `I wonder,' she thought, `how she knows so much.' She and her friend had spent many happy hours together in their bedrooms, "experimenting," but she wondered how she had learned so much about boys. Looking at her friend, Christine said "Make him eat your pussy." Miranda looked at her friend, confused. "What?" Smiling lasciviously, Christine nodded towards Peter's head. "Climb on and make him eat your pussy. Trust me. He's gonna love it." Giggling, she added "You already know you do." Miranda did as she was told, straddling her brother's chest, and lowering her crotch onto his face. "Eat me, little brother. Let's see if your tongue's as long as your dick." Peter did as he was told, opening his mouth, and pushing his tongue into the unfamiliar territory. Soon, all three of them were moaning and sweating, though Peter felt oddly disconnected from what was happening. His body was responding to the stimulation of Christine's warm breasts around his member, and her fingers gently massaging his testicles, as well as her mouth on the head of his penis, but his mind was operating separately. He was enjoying exploring his sister's nether regions, but he realized he was more curious than excited. `It's like I'm mapping a cave instead of eating out a girl. I really am a freak!' Realizing that he had been lying there with his arms at his sides, he reached up and grasped his sister's small breasts. Remembering what she had done to him in the morning, he found her nipples and twisted. Hard. She moaned louder and started to buck. `Interesting,' he thought. `That seemed to turn her on more.' He filed that fact away in his rapidly growing sexual database. His detachment didn't affect his body's reactions to what Christine was doing, though. Screaming into his sister's vulva, he exploded into the other girl's mouth. He smiled at the sound of her coughing and choking. `I'm too much for her,' he thought, not for the last time. And then it was over. The two girls climbed off him and stood by the bed, looking back and forth between him, or more accurately, his penis, and one another. "That," Christine said, "was amazing." --------------------------------------------------- Did you like this story? Want to hear what happens next? Over the summer? When Peter starts High school? What do you think SHOULD happen next? Want to hear more about Uncle Pete? Molly? Miranda? Christine? Jake? Email me at jordan.bradders@writeme.com Please consider donating to support this forum. Websites like this do not run themselves and are not free.