Date: Tue, 21 Aug 2007 06:21:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: lori giessler <lorig_16@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Summer with Troy and Kim Chapter 1

Hello all. My name is Lissa and my story happened when
I was eleven years old.
Anyway, it was really hot that day. My mom was at
work, my brother was at the lake, and my grandmother
was in charge. Since granny was senile and subject to
frequent naps, I was free to do whatever I wished.
Kim, who lived a few houses down was over. Kim's mom
and my mom are cousins and her dad is Japanese. She
had creamy olive skin, black hair and a slight
oriental slant to her hazel eyes. She's a year older
than me and I was jealous of her back then, because
her boobs were a little bigger.
We took one of those old wand sprinklers into the yard
that shot out a big gentle wave of water, and then we
started our game. We both wore bikinis that didn't fit
right, so our young slits peeked out the sides when we
opened our legs. The idea of the game was to straddle
the sprinkler, letting the water travel up our legs
until it hit right between them. The object was to see
who could stay still the longest and take it. We were
holding each other over the sprinkler, looking into
each other's eyes as the water crept higher and higher
until its chilling touch reached that tender spot. I
watched her eyes widen as the water struck her inner
thighs, and then she gasped in shock when the water
jets struck between them.
 We both began to giggle uncontrollably. I was
actually pretending that the water was the fingers of
my imaginary boyfriend. I wished they would go deeper,
and I was disappointed when the water moved past my
slit and started down my other leg.
Kim hopped off first and covered her crotch with her
palm.
"That was so weird," she said.
"I win, you got off first!"
"Any more and I would've peed myself," said Kim.
I was horny as hell, I felt hot and wet between my
legs, my immature clit was out so far that it was
rubbing painfully against the fabric of my bikini. I
wanted it off.
"So Kim," I began. "Have you ever had a boyfriend?"
"Duh, no," said Kim. "I'm only twelve."
"Well, I'm eleven, but I still want one. Do you know
what to do when you get one?"
"Sure. I guess so. You know. You kiss and stuff," she
replied.
"Do you want to, like practice?"
"No. Not with you, you're my cousin, Lissa."
"Not ON me. We can just pretend," I said. "Like this."
I put my arms out like I was holding a guy in my arms
and pretended to kiss him. Then, I started to moan;
like I heard the women do on the Soaps. I brought my
hands up and down my imaginary lover, feeling those
hips close to mine. I could almost feel those hands on
me. Without thinking, I lowered my bikini bottoms and
put a finger between my legs.
"That's amazing," said Kim. "Where'd you learn that?"
"Try it," I moaned. "You can almost feel him touching
you."
I was lost in my private ecstasy, but I heard Kim sigh
from somewhere far away. I peeked out the corner of my
eye and saw her doing the same thing. She was naked,
her body was even sexier than I'd imagined. Her tiny
slit was bare save for the thinnest strip of black
hair down the middle, and her breasts were two perfect
cones with dark puffy nipples that jutted out like
twin peaks from her chest. One hand was between her
legs, while the other caressed her dream-lover. Her
mouth was wide open; her tongue caressing the air with
a yearning kiss. The heat inside me rose unbearably. I
felt a wave of pleasure building higher and higher...

"What are you two doing?"
The voice of my brother jolted us from our dream world
and we scrambled for our clothes. We weren't quick
enough. Our legs were weak and our minds were fogged
with lust. He snatched our clothes from our feet and
held them up out of our reach.
"Come on, Troy! Give them back," I pleaded, trying to
hide my nudity and reach for my clothes at the same
time.
Kim just stood there with her legs crossed and her
hands cupping her breasts, frozen like a doe in
headlights.
Troy was bigger and older. At fifteen he was nearly
the size of a grown man, only thinner, with kind brown
eyes and a crooked smile. He always teased me,
especially when I was in a bikini or short skirt. Now
that I was naked, I was a frightened and excited with
what he might do to me.
"You want your clothes back," he asked sternly.
We nodded like eager puppies.
Troy crossed his arms. "First I want to know what you
were doing."
"Ok," I said meekly. "We were pretending to kiss our
boyfriends."
Troy raised one eyebrow and looked at Kim. "Is that
true?"
Kim nodded.
"I may have to tell mom about this," he said
thoughtfully.
"No!" we screamed in unison.
"You don't want me to tell?"
We shook our heads quickly.
"Fine, if you don't want me to tell; you have to do as
I say -- deal?"
We were desperate and would've agreed to anything. I
looked at Kim and she at me. We agreed.
"Into the playhouse," Troy commanded.
The playhouse was on the property when we moved in. It
was about a square box, about six feet on size, with
brown shingles and a red roof. There was an old rug on
the floor and a tiny play-kitchen against one wall.
It was stifling inside. Troy instructed us to sit on
the floor, and then he put our bikinis up on a nail in
the rafters far out of our reach.
"Now," he said anxiously. "Show me what you were doing
out there."
We really didn't want to, but we were powerless to say
no. We stood up and began to kiss the air again.
"Why are you just kissing the air," Troy asked me.
"Why don't you kiss Kim?"
"Gross!" Kim said. "We're cousins, remember?"
"I'll bet it's not so bad," said Troy. "Let me try."
I drew in a shocked breath as Troy put his hand behind
Kim's head and drew her in close. He kissed her
deeply. I watched their tongues slide in and out of
each other's mouths; caressing; intertwining.
"See, I'm your cousin too, and it wasn't so bad," Troy
said breathlessly. "Now try Lissa."
I didn't wait for her to protest. I brought my face in
close to hers and opened my mouth, seeking her tongue.
At first, Kim pulled away, but a second later she
relaxed and exhaled into my open mouth. I greedily
sucked in her delicate breath and sought her tongue.
It was my first kiss, and it was electric. My hands
traveled over her body like I'd imagined them
traveling so many times on the body of a lover. But,
this time there was warm flesh beneath my touch. I
caressed her buttocks, and then cupped her breasts,
gently rubbing her long nipples between my fingers. I
forgot that my brother was watching and that I was
kissing my cousin, I melted into her flesh. Her hands
were mine, and mine were hers. Our fingers probed for
the deep places of our young desires and our mouths
molded into one.
Suddenly, I was pulled roughly away and spun around.
My eyes popped open in surprise, for there was my
brother standing naked in front of me. His penis was
an iron rod against my belly. He grabbed my face with
both hands and kissed me urgently, forcing his tongue
all the way into my throat. I gagged, but he gave me
no chance to pull away, so I sucked his tongue. His
hands left my face and grabbed my ass cheeks,
spreading them wide, making me moan with excitement as
he lifted me into the air.
I landed on the base of his rod. It was as big as a
broomstick between my legs. It was so long that I felt
I could ride it like a witch on Halloween. We were
face to face, with his massive bone wedged between my
legs, past my butt cheeks, and up my back. I never
felt anything quite like it. I wanted it to fill me up
inside, but I feared its size would tear me in two.
He lowered me gently to the ground, pulling his member
out from under me at the last moment. I saw it jutting
there above my belly like pulsing tower as he knelt
between my legs. I opened my legs wider, fearing what
that thing would do to me, but eagerly awaiting
anything he wished.
His hands caressed my chest, teasing my nipples until
I nearly screamed. Then, he looked at Kim.
"Sit on her face," he instructed.
Kim was confused, as was I. We had no idea what he
meant.
"Come here and squat over her. Put your butt down
against her face."
Kim got the idea. The next moment, I felt her legs on
my chest. She squatted down, facing away from me, so I
saw nothing but her tiny brown hole.
"Lick it," Troy told me.
I opened my mouth and began to lick her slit, which
tasted like cream and salt all at once. I heard Kim
moan. The more she moaned, the more I licked.
I felt something wet between my legs; A tongue, by the
texture. It was my brother's. First he licked all
around the outside of my little box, and then I felt
the tip slide up inside. His fingers began their work
between my tiny butt cheeks, probing further and
further into my little brown hole. The waves of
pleasure grew and grew, but this time they didn't
subside. I went over the edge and screamed with the
joy of my first release. Every muscle tightened and
relaxed and quivered over and over. A flood suddenly
burst from Kim as a warm salty spray flowed all over
my face. She banged her sex against my nose so hard
that my head slammed painfully to the floor. I didn't
care.
"Now, it's my turn," said Troy.
"What do you want us to do," I asked eagerly when Kim
finally climbed off my face.
"Turn around and bend over," he told Kim.
She obediently obeyed, exposing her beautiful pink
slit and puckered brown hole to us. Every inch was
slick with our juices.
"Grab her cheeks, spread them wide," Troy told me.
I eagerly did as I was told and watched him position
himself against her butt. His penis was huge, nearly
as thick as my fist and as long as my fore-arm, with a
mushroom shaped head and thick veins down the side. I
was mesmerized when he pressed the tip against Kim's
tiny brown hole.
I watched him work its girth back and forth at her
opening. Kim wriggled in discomfort as he kept up the
pressure, forcing that pole of muscle into that tiny
place.
"Relax," he told her, "Pretend you're taking a shit.
Try to let it in, then push it out."
"I can't," Kim moaned.
"Hold her wider," Troy told me.
I nodded and stretched her cheeks as wide apart as
possible, not believing for a moment that that thing
would fit. Something gave way, and the tip slid in.
"Oh, God no!" Kim cried. "Don't go any further!"
"I won't move," said Troy. "Just take a minute to get
used to it."
We stood that way for several minutes, each time Troy
attempted to push any further, Kim protested to nearly
the point of tears.
"Please take it out," she finally begged.
Troy relented. He slid out with a wet pop. The tip of
his penis was cranberry-red from the pressure of her
tiny passage.
"Try me," I blurted.
"What," Troy said, raising his eyebrows in surprise.
"I want to see if I can take it," I said.
Troy nodded and Kim and I switched positions. I bent
over and Kim knelt on one side of me. I felt her warm
hands on my ass, pushing them wider and wider apart
until I could feel the wind of her breath blowing up
my asshole. Then I closed my eyes when I felt the tip
of that giant pecker against my hole.
	I was slick and ready, but nothing prepared me for
the sensation of being stretched wide. I did just what
he told me. I relaxed the muscles of my rectum and
allowed him in. It burned like a hot poker as my
insides yielded to his thrust.
I had to bite my tongue to keep from screaming and
squeezed my eyes shut until tears ran freely down my
cheeks as he forced it up me.
"You OK," he asked.
I nodded quickly but said nothing, unable to speak
from the unbearable pain.
"God, it's so tight, I can hardly get up there," I
heard Troy say.
Instinctively, I placed a hand on my pussy and began
to rub my clit. The sensations relaxed my muscles and
Troy was able to delve deeper.
"I can't believe you're doing it," Kim exclaimed.
"Keep going," I groaned, pushing against his thrust.
"Oh Lissa, My God," Troy exclaimed. He put his hands
on my shoulders, pulled back, and then thrust his hips
forward hard, driving his organ all the way to my
core.
My eyes shot open in shock as I felt his pubic hair
against my ass; and his sack against my finger tips.
That pole was so deep, it felt like it was about to
come up my throat and stick out of my mouth. I sighed
in relief; I'd done it, I`d taken every bit of what he
could give me, far more than my older cousin could. I
was proud. But Troy wasn't through with me.
Troy slid his dick nearly all of the way out. It felt
like I was taking the biggest shit of my life. Then,
he drove it back in me like a runaway locomotive. I
saw stars; I was unprepared for such a pounding.
"Ohh," I cried as a wave of intense pleasure and
unbearable pain assaulted me.
Kim rubbed my ass gently and cooed in my ear. "You're
so brave," she whispered.
Her words gave me new strength. "Harder!" I exclaimed.
Troy needed no further invitation, he began to ram
into me like a piston, driving his meat so far up me
that his balls nearly disappeared as well. Soon all
sensations blurred into one and I was lost in the
ecstasy of his thrusts.
Troy held me against him and got to his feet, impaling
me on his member. With his arms under my ass cheeks,
he lifted me up and down like a love doll, faster and
faster until I was dizzy. Suddenly, he tensed and I
felt him twitch deep inside of me uncontrollably. My
rectum filled with a hot liquid as he held me tight
against him, cursing into my ear.
Finally, he let me go and I slid off his rod. I sank
to the floor and into Kim's arms. She held me tight. I
was too drained to think or move.
"That was unbelievable," Troy gasped. He gave us back
our swim suits and we dressed in silence.
"I promise I won't tell mom about any of this," he
said smugly. "I just hope you learned your lesson."

I did indeed learn a lesson that day. But the next day
was even better.