Date: Thu, 18 May 2006 14:06:11 -0700 (PDT) From: Rob Hoek Subject: Little Sister (13) My attempts to cozy up to the delectable Ms. Katie were proving to be worth the effort, as not more than thirty minutes, or so, into it, she was letting me kiss her, as I ran my hands over her smooth back, and very cute little ass. My cock was rigid, and straining almost painfully, where it pressed into her firm thigh, and I knew she could feel it, as I explored her hot little mouth with my tongue. I slid my hand around to her tummy, and inched it upward, my target being those tennis-ball tits that filled the small top of her hot little bikini, and, given that she was offering zero resistance, I liked my chances of kneading that pliant mound any second now. No sooner did my eager fingers begin to probe along the bottom edge of her top, when she nearly bit my tongue off, as she instantly reacted to a shrieking female voice, loudly calling her name. She put both hands on my chest, and shoved, really shoved, nearly knocking me over, as I stumbled backward from the strong thrust. The voice repeated, a high shrill noise that would be impossible to ignore, and once more called out her name, and her pretty face suddenly wore an expression of near terror, as she called out that she was coming. Well, I thought, she could have been, if she had given me just a little more time. "It's my Mom....I gotta go...shit....I hope she didn't see us!" she blurted, obviously rattled at the prospect of her Mother catching her making out with a boy in the swimming pool, and worse, one with maybe a foot of tongue in her mouth, and very nearly fondling her pretty little twelve year old tits. My throbbing hardon was NOT pleased with this development, and it pulsed strongly, as I watched her turn, and drag her lithe little body over the pool wall. Jesus, I thought, that is one sweet little ass, and, I definitely need to find the chance to try this again.... definitely. She turned back toward me, and leaned over, those creamy pear- sized melons very nearly escaping the minuscule top, and said, "Damn, Robby....that was awesome...but I gotta go...I'll see you again soon, ok?" she said urgently. I winked at her, my eyes locked onto the small, but tempting tits, and nodded, saying, "For sure, Katie....totally awesome....and, I'll definitely be around." She giggled, then, gave me a small wave, rolling her eyes, as we once again heard the shrill wail, even louder this time. She stood then, and hurried off toward the source of the irritating voice, and disappeared around the corner of the building, as I sighed, and adjusted my pissed off cock in my trunks. I looked around, and noted that the only other remaining occupants of the pool were my little sister Shelby, and Tony-the-dick, who were huddled together, sitting on the steps at the shallow end of the pool. I made my way over toward them, still feeling pissed about Shelby's new found interest in him, and got close, just in time to hear her say, "Stop it, Tony, ok...?....I am not doing that....so, just stop it!" Easing my butt onto the step next to her, I glared at Tony, then, looked at Shelby, and asked, "Not going to what, Sis...?" She looked at me, an expression of exasperation on her sweet face, and shook her head, muttering, "Nothing, Robby....its cool..." I glared once more at Tony, and cocked an eyebrow, and said, "You giving my sister a hard time, dick-head?" He glared right back at me, huffing himself all up, in that very typical way he had about him that irritates the hell out of me, and replied, "Nothing wrong with your perception, big brother....a hard time is exactly what I am trying to give cupcake here.....this hard time!" he said, his hand indicating his obvious erection poking out at his trunks. I glanced at Shelby, and saw the strain on her sweet face, as she struggled to hold back tears, and that just fucking well did it for me, I had suddenly very much had it with this dork. Standing, I fixed him with what I hoped was my most fierce warrior face, and snarled, yes, snarled, "Fuck you Tony....what a total asshole you are....my little sister invites you over to swim, and you spend your time with her acting like the hopeless prick that you are, and worse, you make her cry.....get the fuck out of here, loser, and go spoil somebody else's day, before I kick your sorry ass!" He stood up, his freeking dork threatening to rip his swim suit, and glared briefly at me, while I worried that I might actually have to fight him, then, smirked, and looked down at Shelby, saying, "Your loss, baby-cakes.....let me know if you ever get to be a big girl, ok, and I just might give you one more chance to be Tony's girl." With one last glare in my general direction, he walked up the steps, and across the patio, and out of sight. I exhaled the breath I had been holding, and relaxed the knot of tension that was burning in my gut, and sat back down, sliding my arm around the now softly whimpering Shelby. "Forget it, babe," I told her, hugging her slender body close, "The guy sucks, just like I tried to tell you, and you deserve way better than him." She leaned into me, sniffing quietly, and I ran my hand up and down her arm, stroking her baby soft skin, as I kissed the top of her head, and said, "Come on, Sis....let's go back home, and figure out what's for dinner....and anyway.....I like it lots better if you are just my girl, anyhow." She lifted her head, and smiled up at me, my heart rapidly melting from the sweetness of her look, and she said, very softly, "Me too, Robby....really....and, you are, like, the best big brother ever for taking such good care of me." Jeez, I thought, we keep this up, and I will be crying, for Christ sake, so I stood, and pulled her up with me, and we got out of the pool, heading back to the apartment. As we entered the apartment, I noticed the message light blinking on the answer machine, so I want over, and punched the button to play the message. It was Mom, telling us that she had the chance for a double shift since someone had called in sick, so she wouldn't be home until after midnight. She also said there was some cash stashed in a jar at the back of the refrigerator that we could use to buy pizza, or whatever, if we wanted. I glanced around, not seeing Shelby, and I figured she had probably gone for a shower, so I went to the kitchen to check out this stash of loot, which I did, indeed, find at the back of the fridge. Mom's....you really gotta love `em. Turning from the fridge with the loot in my fist, I stopped dead, frozen in mid-motion, as my eyes settled on Shelby, standing kind of propped in the arch of the door. Apparently recovered from her mild trauma over Tony-the-dick, she was wearing just her little bathing suit bottom, and giving me what I happily construed as a sultry look, as she cocked her small butt to one side, and smiled sexily at me. My eyes riveted on the tiny, but oh-so-sexy little cones of her tits, and the delicious strawberry tips, and my cock once more inflated in my trunks, as she said, in this killer little-girl voice, "I started to take my shower, but, I think maybe you need one, too, right?" Little Robby heard every syllable of that, and instantly defined it as the invitation of the day by lurching strongly, as I nodded, grinning at her, and replied, Oh yea, little sis....I most definitely do need a shower!" (To Be Continued) Storyguy22@yahoo.com Author Note: Ok, with all of your valuable input, and suggestions, I have decided on the future direction of the story. Many thanks to all of you who responded, and also to those who did not, but are reading the story. I hope this meets with some balance of your varied wishes, and preferences, and, Tony is toast.....just as well, I never really liked the smug little prick, anyway!