Date: Wed, 7 Sep 2022 06:18:11 +0200 From: renae_agpee@gmx.com Subject: Emily's Problem, Chapter 21 Eight year old Emily learns about bodies and sex with her family.It's been a bit of a gap - life's gotten busy. But here's a new chapter!And don't forget to support Nifty: https://donate.nify.org/ Ren Chapter 21 Christy and I went back to the living room. "We should do a blanket fort!" "What's that?" Christy asked. So I told her all about the blanket fort we had made and how Ben and I had slept in it for two night. Well, ok ... not all about it. I left a few things out! But I did mention that it would be further away from my parent's room -- instead of sharing a wall, which made her giggle and blush a little. We were starting to pull the cushions off when daddy came in. "Hey, what are you guys doing??" "We're gonna make a blanket fort again!" I replied. "And sleep in it!" Christy added. "Oh, I don't know girls." "Pleeeeaaaaassssseeeee!!!" we begged in drawn out chorus. "I dunno - Ben's going to be even more jealous." "It's not big enough for three people." I replied. "Yea, I know, that's what I mean." "Well ... " I thought "He can do it with his own friend sometime." "Ok, I guess. If you promise to clean it up and put everything back first thing in the morning. Right?" "Ok!!" we both yelled. So we got it all built. Daddy helped, and even brought a long pole and a big drop cloth in from the garage that we laid across the back of the couch and a chair, which kept the ceiling higher and made more room. Mommy just shook her head when she saw what we were doing. "Do you need pajamas or anything Christy?" she asked. "Uh ... I guess I can just wear my tshirt." Mommy looked kind of skeptical of that -- Christy's tshirt was kinda short and tight. "I'll bring you one of mine -- it'll be more comfortable. Emmy's will be to small." Ben was jealous of course, and insisted that there was room for all three of us with the pole daddy brought. But daddy told him this was just for girls tonight, and he could do it with Brad or another friend, sometime. He was still pretty pouty about it. "I thought we were all gonna watch a movie tonight?" he whined. "You still can." mommy said "Just lay on the floor." "The floor is to uncomfortable." I rolled my eyes at that -- he lay on the floor to watch TV all the time. "You'll manage." daddy replied. "But..." "You'll be fine." daddy added -- not quite the knock-it-off voice yet, but Ben got the idea. "Can you make us popcorn please?" I asked mommy. "Oh, you just finished dinner!" "No! That was like hours ago -- before the storm and everything!" I begged. "Please Aunt Julie!" Christy added. "Ok, I guess so ... a small batch." and she gave Petey to dad and turned to the kitchen while we started looking for a movie. Ben grabbed the controller first and was looking for some dumb superhero movie again. "No Ben, we just watched that the other day." I complained. "Nuh uh, this is a different one." "It looks the same." "Well yea, it's the same characters, but it's not the same movie!" "I want to watch something else. What do you want Cwithy?" She cracked up a little at our inside joke -- Ben and daddy looked confused. "How about Little Mermaid?" she suggested. Ben made a gross gagging noise and continued flicking through stuff on the TV. "I don't think we can get Disney stuff." daddy said "But Ben, you gotta pick something everybody likes, ok?" "But they just want to watch some princess crap!" he complained, not looking away from the TV. "Hey, language Ben ... or you can go to bed." mommy yelled from the kitchen. "Sorry" he said loudly "but it's true" he grumbled quieter. "Well, it's two against one!" I replied. "But it's going to be more fun if it's something you all like." daddy added. Which was true, but unlikely, I thought to myself. But then Ben turned away from the TV "I got a princess movie we could watch!" I braced myself ... was there some superhero princess movie I didn't know about? "What's that?" Christy asked. "Princess Bride!" he announced "We have it on DVD!" "Yea, that's cool!" I replied enthusiastically "We haven't watched that in forever." "Inconceivable!!" Ben yelled, excited. "What's Princess Bride?" Christy asked. "Wait, you've never seen Princess Bride Christy?" mommy asked incredulously from the kitchen. "I'm going to have to have a talk with your mom." "You'll love it!" I answered. "It's like the best movie ever!" "Ok, I'll find the disc -- you guys go get your pajamas on." daddy said. "I'll get you that shirt as soon as I'm done here Christy." mommy said from the kitchen. Ben and I ran up the stairs and were back down pretty quick. I picked out a long cotton tshirt for my PJs. Daddy had the movie paused right at the beginning and mommy came in with a huge bowl of popcorn when we got down. "I guess I made more then I expected. Ok, you guys have fun! Just this though, then you go to bed, ok?" "Ok mommy!" "Thanks Aunt Julie!" "We're going upstairs. And No Fighting! If I hear anything, I'm going to come down and turn it off and you'll be back to your rooms!" daddy warned. He looked kind of tired and grumpy. "You got that Ben?" he added, looking right at him. Ben nodded. "Say it." "Yes dad." "Ok, goodnight kids!" mommy said, turning out the light as she and daddy went up the stairs. "Goodnight!!" we all chorused. "Back it up Em, what's going on?" Christy asked as we snuggled together in the entrance of the blanket fort. "I think your mom forgot about the tshirt." she added. "Where can I lay?" Ben asked. "Wherever" I replied, waving my arm at the empty floor space. "But then I can't reach the popcorn! And you guys have all the bean bag." he complained. "So go get another bowl." I replied. "No, let me in here." he said, stepping between us. "No Ben, there's no room!" I complained. "Just scoot over." he groused. "Just get another bowl!" "Shhhhhh!" Christy hissed "You're gonna get us sent to bed!" Just then mommy turned the light on at the stairs and came part way down. "Hey, seriously -- no arguing tonight! Daddy isn't feeling good. Or I'll turn it off!" "Ok mommy." I grumbled. "Christy, here's that shirt." as she tossed a black bundle down toward us. "Thanks Aunt Julie!" Christy replied as she got up and went to the hall bathroom to change. "Just get another bowl Ben!" I whispered. "But then I'm on the floor and you and Christy get the bean bag!" "So?" "So it's not fair." He said with some finality. "But there's no room." "Yea, there is, just scoot over." he lay down beside me and pushed me over with his hip "See?" "Fine." and I shifted over some more. "You almost got us in so much trouble at dinner!" I whispered right in his ear. "Huh?" "When you told Christy you'd tell her how your penis got sticky!" "What? Uh uh -- I wouldn't say anything about that!" "Well, what would you say then?" "Uh, I dunno. Just make something up." "Well ... Christy thinks I know why now cuz I got mad when you said it." "That's your fault." "No it's not!" I hissed. "Yes..." The bathroom door opened and we stopped. Christy came out in mommy's tshirt -- it was the gag one from when she was pregnant last Halloween. It was black with skeleton bones, but with a baby skeleton down at the bottom where her belly was big. But it was huge and baggy on Christy. Ben and I both cracked up at the shirt and the look on her face. "This is so weird you guys!" she complained as she pulled the hem up to look at the curled up baby skeleton. "Oh my god, I can't believe she gave you that shirt!" I laughed "Daddy gave that to her for trick-or-treating last year, just before Petey was born!" "Her belly was huge, it was to funny!" Ben added "It was the best costume ever!" "It's just to weird thinking about baby skeletons!" she whined, still looking at it in the light from the TV. "It's gonna give me bad dreams!" "I'll hug you if you do!" I replied gleefully. "Me too!" Ben added. "What!?" I exclaimed "No you won't you weirdo!" I laughed and rolled away from him so I could slap him on the shoulder. Christy covered her mouth giggling. "Ok, where's my spot?" she dropped the hem and came over to stand by our heads. "Right here!" Ben announced, rolling his back toward me and looking up at her while patting the bean bag next to him. I swear he was looking up under her tshirt -- I think she saw it too and blushed a bit but didn't do anything. "Ok, sure." She stepped right over Ben's head and I'm sure he got a look at her panties then, if there was enough light. "But I wanted to lay next to Christy!" I pouted. "We'll switch later!?" she replied, and lay down next to Ben. He rolled back onto his belly between us. "Ow, Ben -- stop it!" "Well, give me some room!" We finally got settled, with Ben wedged between Christy and I. I decided to stop complaining, but I was sad that Christy and I couldn't snuggle. But I guess we had all night when Ben went to bed after the movie. So we settled down and watched the movie and ate popcorn. Ben was being a pig with it, so Christy slapped his hand whenever he grabbed to much, which was pretty funny, but we managed to stay quiet. Soon I felt Ben rubbing his foot and leg against my bare lower leg, which felt nice so I rubbed back on his. It would have been cool to be alone with Ben too, but it was frustrating to have both of them here so we couldn't do anything. Ben and I were playing footsy pretty hard now and I was paying more attention to our bare legs rubbing together then the movie I think, but I heard Christy giggle when there wasn't really anything funny happening, so I looked over at her.She and Ben both had their chin in their hands, facing the screen but not really looking at it I thought. Then she kind of moved and Ben moved to so I rolled to my side to look over at her better. I caught some motion in the dark out of the corner of my eye, and the screen got brighter -- Christy was playing footsy with Ben also! I had a flash of jealousy, but Christy caught my eye and grinned as she rolled away from Ben a bit which gave her more reach and leverage with her near leg. She hooked her lower leg behind his knee, trapping it. Ben rolled toward me trying to break free. I tried to mimic Christy's move and hooked his other leg. He figured out something was up pretty quickly and started twisting and struggling to get his legs free. Ben was bigger then me, but not much bigger then Christy at all, and soon it was a full 2 on 1 wrestling match (but very quiet, which seemed weird). And for a few moments, it seemed like Christy and I had pinned him down -- we were winning! Then Ben twisted and bucked somehow and I got thrown off. It was hard to tell what was going on, with three kids wrestling together in the dark, panting & giggling. Christy shrieked loudly at one point and I heard a slap -- Ben and I shushed her, and everyone was giggling again. Soon, I found that I was completely pinned face down on the bean bag -- I could hardly move at all. They must both be on top of me. "Get off!" I shout whispered. Somebody giggled -- I think it was Christy, and cringed as I felt something wet in my ear. Someone had given me a wet willy! "Gross -- stop it! That's not fair!" I said kinda loud as I tried to wipe my ear on my shoulder and struggled vainly. Now Christy and Ben were both shushing me! "You're crushing me -- get off!" I complained, and someone giggled right by my other ear -- I think it was Christy. Her long hair fell across my face confirming that it was my cousin -- she probably wet-willy'd me too! As things settled down some more I could kind of tell that Christy was laying across my upper back with her face near mine. So Ben must be sitting on my legs & butt. "Shush... " Christy whispered in my ear, and kissed my cheek. It was really dark now -- I could still hear the TV, but I think the front of the blanket fort had fallen in. "Let me up!" "Shush!" Christy said again, Ben laughed, shifting his weight on my butt. I tried to kick back at him, but my feet were tangled up in a blanket or something. "Seriously guys, let me up!" I felt Christy's cheek against mine, and then her lips brushed my own in a brief kiss as I panted and struggled. "Chisty no!?" I whispered. "Shush" and she kissed me again. I was more ready this time and returned it briefly before turning my face into the bean bag. We were all breathing kind of hard -- I gave in and relaxed, Christy's weight settling across my shoulders. She stroked the hair on the side of my head. "Why won't my arms move?" I heard Westley say from the TV "You've been mostly-dead all day." Fezzik explained, and I giggled into the blanket at our shared predicament. I felt Ben relax too, now that I'd stopped struggling, and it felt like he laid down on top of Christy and I. "You guys are crushing me." I grunted without much conviction. They were heavy on my back, but it was a warm, soft kind of heavy pressing me into the bean bag, Christy's breath by my ear, and it felt kind of good. My left hand was pinned along my side somehow -- my right was a little more free. And I noticed that my fingers were touching the smooth satiny material of my panties at my hip -- my nighty shirt must be rucked up to my waist. I hoped Ben wouldn't notice as he sat/lay on my upper thighs and butt. But I guess he did, because soon I felt a barely noticeable motion in his hips -- he was rubbing himself on my butt again, with Christy right there!! I turned my face toward Christy's again. "Stop it Ben." I whispered. "What??" He replied, like he had no idea what I was talking about. "Just stop." "I'm not doing anything." But he did stop. "What was he doing?" Christy whispered right in my ear, so quiet I wasn't sure I heard her. "He was... " I started to say "... nothing. Nothing." "His hand is on my butt." she whispered. "So tell him to stop!" She paused a moment, like she was thinking about it. "It's ok -- he's not doing anything." "He will." "Huh?" she whispered in the deep darkness. I didn't reply. Everybody's breath was returning to normal, but I guess everyone liked being in the warm tangled pile of limbs and bodies cuz nobody moved for awhile ... except I could feel Ben almost imperceptibly grinding against my butt again. I didn't say anything this time because I didn't want to draw any attention to it with Christy. We were now cheek to cheek, I was inhaling her sweet sour breath and breathing it back to her. I longed to kiss her, but didn't dare. But she did -- her lips brushing mine, with our still awkward cheek to cheek position. I felt her shift her self and the angle got a little better. I was still afraid Ben would see us and know what we were doing, but Christy didn't seem to be so I gently, quietly, carefully kissed her back. She pulled away and giggled softly in my ear "Now he's doing something." "What?" "Rubbing my butt cheek." "So tell him to stop!" I replied urgently, but almost silently. It took awhile for her to reply -- I was about to say something to Ben myself. "It's ... it's ok. It feels nice." I felt her body shift again, but I couldn't tell what was going on. "Christy!" I said more loudly. I felt Ben freeze a movement I didn't know I felt. "Shhh!" she replied, and kissed me again. I didn't know what to do or say ... or think even. I couldn't believe Ben was touching Chrity's butt right there, both laying on top of me (and rubbing harder against my butt). And she seemed to be ok with it!?! She moved her mouth back to my hear "He's touching my panties now!" And there was some strange jealousy mixed in -- I wanted to be the one touching Christy's butt! We were going to have so much fun tonight till Ben shoved himself in. And at the same time, I couldn't stand that Ben was touching Christy's butt after what we did last night!! He should be touching my butt, not hers! But he was of course ... kind of. Pressing harder against my butt now, but still barely moving. I turned my mouth to her ear. "Why are you letting him?" I felt her shrug. "I dunno ... it's nice." "I wanted to." I pouted. "I know..." she kissed me more openly "later." and I felt her body move some more. I guess I was feeling kind of left out, so I decided, without really deciding, to get some of Ben's attention too, and I kind of hunched my butt up against him and wiggled a little. He froze for a moment, and I did it again. I guess he got the idea, and started rubbing against me harder. "What's he doing?" she whispered. I shrugged under her weight across my shoulders and kissed her. Christy suddenly gasped and jerked, Ben froze. "What?" I asked loudly enough for Ben to hear. She didn't reply, but I felt her tense above me. Ben moved too. "What?" I asked again, quietly. A long pause, and I felt her body relax and move a little. "He ... he's touching my pussy Emmy!" she whispered into my ear "He was just touching my butt cheek, then he touched my pussy!" Her breathing was getting heavier again, but it wasn't from wrestling now! I couldn't believe Ben was being so bold, and I was feeling more left out and started feeling trapped there under the pile -- I breathed deep and struggled a bit, getting my hand free. "What?" Christy asked? "You guys are to heavy!" I replied out loud. They both shifted a bit, and weren't quite so heavy now, but I still couldn't move. I felt around with my newly freed hand -- Ben's bare knee was at my hip and it seemed like my night shirt was halfway up my side. Christy was next to me there too -- kind of on her belly, but her back turned toward me a bit. Her shirt was rucked up too, I found, as I ran my hand up the warm soft skin of her back. She flinched "That tickles!" "Sorry" Ben mumbled. "No, it was Emmy, not you." and I felt her shift herself again. I felt Ben hesitate again at Christy acknowledging out loud that Ben was touching her, but not for long, and I felt Christy shift her hips. I so wished I could see what was going, but I was building up part of a picture with the limited movement of that arm. It seemed that Ben was kind of crouched over my butt, on his knees, and laying along my back. I guess his arm was laying along her back and down over her butt, touching her pussy from behind -- she must have her legs open for him I guess! I could just reach the top of her butt crack through her panties, which I twisted my wrist awkwardly to rub. Ben wasn't trying to hide it now, he was grinding hard against my panty covered butt. I think I felt his hard penis in my butt crack, but wasn't sure. "What's he doing to you?" Christy asked again, whispering in my ear. It seemed like she tried to sit up, but couldn't -- I think Ben was leaning on her back. "He's rubbing on my butt." "Huh ... with what?" She was very familiar with where one of his hands was, and I guess had some idea about the other one as well. "His ... uh ... his ... you know, crotch area." I couldn't bring myself to tell her I though my brother was rubbing his hard penis between my butt cheeks. "Oh ..." I felt her try to reach back with her upper arm. "Why?" she asked, but then stiffened and her breath caught again before I could respond. "What?" "Oh god Emmy ... he ... his ... his ... he's in my panties Em. His finger's in my pussy!" I guess she forgot to whisper this time, saying it out loud so that Ben could hear too. Or didn't care, since I guess it was obvious that everyone knew stuff was happening. He only hesitated a moment in his grinding, and I guess, fingering. "Ben, what are you doing?!" I asked loudly. "I ... uh" Christy cut him off. "It's ok Em ... I ... uh " she gasped, and I felt her hips shift "I like it." It was happening so close to me, but I might as well have been in a different house entirely -- a mix of emotions flooded me, excitement, jealousy, anger, lust, but must of all helplessness. "Oh uh uh uh oh" Christy grunted, and I remembered clearly her making those same noises from me touching her with my fingers, and then my mouth. I felt Ben's weight shift -- I guess he sat up, heavier on my thighs not rubbing on me now. Christy got off my back too, cool air and no weight on me briefly exhilarating. I got up on my elbow and twisted my upper body toward Christy, she was moving also -- on her back it seemed I could make out in the darkness, and fumbling, moving down below. "Here." she said, I felt her arm move, and Ben's weight shifted on my legs. "Ohhhhh....." she groaned. "Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya..." nobody was listening. I put my hand on her heaving chest, wishing I could see. I felt her hand groping, finding my face, sliding under my hair to the back of my neck and pulling me down toward her. Our teeth bumped awkwardly, painfully, to soon -- she was straining her neck to meet my lips. We found each other and kissed fiercely, mouths wide, tongues deep. Ben couldn't see us probably, but I'm sure he knew. I slid my hand down her body to find the tangle of baby skeleton shirt just below her ribs. Then down over her smooth flat belly to her sharp hip bone. Then toward her center. I thought I'd find Ben's hand slid under the waistband of her panties, but there were none -- I guess that fumbling when she rolled over was shucking them off. My fingers found the top of her crack and Ben's finger rubbing her button roughly. He felt up my hand and wrist, and gasped in surprise I guess, as he figured out it was my hand, and not Christy's. Christy's hand was pulling my face tight to hers -- again, I couldn't escape, but didn't want to as we kissed hard and frantic, as she breathed deeply through her nose. I could tell she had her knees spread and pulled back, fully opening her pussy to Ben's -- and now my -- touch. I took over rubbing her button -- much more gently then Ben had been. and Ben's finger went further down. She was so wet! Suddenly she jerked her face away from mine and flinched, pushing both our hands away. "Ow, no!" she cried out. "What??? Sorry!" Ben replied, and tried to move his hand back. "You ... you pushed to hard! It hurt!" "I was just trying to find your cunt ... your pussy hole." Ben stammered "Like ..." "She doesn't have one." I interrupted. "Huh, what?" I could hear the confusion and uncertainty in Ben's voice. "I mean ... she does. Have a pussy hole -- a vagina." I stumbled. "It's just covered by her hymen." "Her what? But you didn't...". "It's a piece of skin some girls have covering their vagina." I quickly interrupted. "And it hurts to poke it to hard." I slipped my hand under Christy's and cupped her kitty softly, feeling the slick wetness down the center crack. "But ..." "You have to be gentle." Christy added, her hand covering my own, pressing it more firmly against her. "Sorry" he whispered. "It's ok." she replied. Her hand left mine, and soon I felt Ben's hand placed on top. Christy pulled at my wrist gently, and I reluctantly slid my hand out from under his. But kept my pointer finger covering her button, rubbing with easy pressure. "Gentle..." she instructed. "Uh ... yea" he mumbled, and I felt his finger sliding through her slick inner lips again, much less frantically. But I didn't give up my claim to her clitoris, even when he tried to push it away. "Oh ... yea. Like that." she murmured. Her hand was on my neck again, and we found each other's mouths more surely in the dark this time. Our kiss was deep and passionate, but less frantic -- I guess we were matching the pace set by Ben's fingers as we earlier. "Oh ..." she moaned into my mouth, flexing her hips to better meet our touch. I felt so happy for her pleasure, but still a twinge jealous and uncertain about Ben's involvement. I felt Ben's other hand on my shoulder, then my neck ... and face, and as if there were any doubt left, lips as they pressed firmly and wetly against Christy's. So he knew that now for sure. I felt Christy's stomach muscles pull tight under my wrist and she broke our kiss, turning her face to the side. "Oh ... oh uh uhnnnnnnggggg!" she cried out, and I tried to smother her loud cries with my mouth as her hips jerked and she pulled her knees back to her chest, her whole body shaking. I pushed my hand under Ben's to feel the pulsing contractions of the bottom of her kitty, and to guard her button. The jerking and shaking slowed, then stopped, save an occasional twitching of her hips. I cupped her kitty as she let her legs collapse flat, and Ben's hand covered my own. "Wow" she exclaimed with quiet reverence. "That was a good one!" Grandpa's voice came from the TV "Naw, it's kissing again, you don't want to hear that." And the boy replied "Well ... I don't mind so much." Christy cracked up. I bent to kiss her as Ben lifted up the collapsed part of the blanket fort, our kiss -- and Christy's naked kitty - now plainly visible in the sudden bright glare of the TV, as a draft of cool fresh air wafted over our sweaty bodies.