When I removed the thin wooden board, I found five hard-plastic dicks varying in length and width. I inspected the largest one because I had a hard time believing my sister actually got this thing inside her ass. Wow! Just the thought of it made my prick push against the front of my sweat pants. Out of curiosity more than anything else, I brought it up to my nose and took a whiff, hoping to get some small remain of Julie's scent. My nostrils flared and twitched in anticipation but couldn't detect anything. She must've washed them after each use..

I put the dildo back into the box and went through her bag once again and caught sight of a half empty bottle of Astroglide and a small, plastic tub. I pulled out the tub, unscrewed the cap, and saw what was left of a cream-colored wax; it had a pleasant piña colada fragrance to it. I screwed the cap back on and read the description on the bottom of the product. It said something about flavored lube used for rimming. I didn't know what rimming was so I put the tub back into the bag. But when I did, my knuckles scraped against something hard wrapped in cloth. I removed the square-shaped object and unwrapped it. I don't know why but I had a gut feeling this was going to be the mother of all finds. And sure enough, that's exactly what it was:

A CD-R enclosed in a clear jewel case with the words "JULIE'S PICS" written across it!

A quick glance at my watch told me I had another three hours before Julie returned from the mall. I put the bag back into the closet where I found it, ran back to my room, and locked the door behind me. My computer was already on when I got there so all I had to do was insert the CD into the drive and begin looking through its contents.

I found the pics folder easy enough and opened it right up. I had to blink twice because I couldn't believe what I was seeing. There must've been over a 1000 jpegs with filenames ranging from Julie's Ass to Julie Spreads Wide and other kinky stuff as well.

My hands were shaking in anticipation at what I might find if I double-clicked on any one jpeg. Also, it was hard to decide which one I wanted to see first. But since I always harbored feelings of lust where it concerned my sister's ass, I thought I'd begin with the jpeg entitled Age 12--Julie's Ass.

When the picture filled the screen, I stopped breathing and choked on my saliva while my eyes widened in shock. There in front of me, on my 15" screen, was Julie resting on a dark red sofa. She was in the fetal position with her right hand pulling up on a creamy ass cheek, revealing her hairless pussy and tight-looking asshole. In the pic, her body looked more like that of a woman of twenty than that of a girl of twelve.

I don't know if it was the hormones in the meat she was eating, but Julie's ass had grown a lot bigger since I remember. Yet, it still remained in proportion to the rest of her body. At that moment, my cock began to jerk uncontrollably. I began leaking precum through my pants while taking an unbrotherly interest in her charms.

I sat there for another five minutes with my eyes glued to the screen trying to burn that image into my brain. I couldn't believe I was so damn hard for my baby sister. I never knew she could look so fine. This whole new side to her brought out overwhelming feelings of lust within me.

When I finally recovered from the shock, I closed the image and opened up another one entitled, Age 11--Julie Spreads Her Ass. Age 11! Fuck! Reynolds sure didn't waste any time.

When the jpeg loaded, I abruptly stood knocking over my chair in the process. It must have taken a couple of seconds for my mind to register what I was looking at. In this pic, Julie was on her knees spreading her plump cheeks apart. She spread them so wide her pussy lips separated, revealing her pink hymen with a round hole in its center.

I sat back down, slack-jawed, wondering how my thirteen-year-old sister got herself into such a situation. I never thought Reynolds could sweet talk his way into Julie's heart. I thought she'd be mentally stronger than that. Who knows? Maybe she wanted it all along. It sure looked that way to me.

Even though I felt bad lusting for Julie like this, I continued going through the entire pics folder until I stopped on one entitled, Age 13--Julie Loses Virginity.. I braced myself when the image filled the screen. Holy shit! It can't be! What the hell was she thinking?

Julie was on her back dressed in some see thru lingerie holding her pussy lips open while Reynolds had half his dick lodged into her damp twat. Blood was smeared along the top of his cock, proving once and for all the deed had been done. And Reynolds, that guy was huge! He looked to be about 10-inches in length. How in hell could she take a monster like that?

Glancing at my watch, I saw I only had thirty minutes before my sister got back from the mall. I closed out that image and quickly scanned through the remainder of the files until I found the mother of all jpegs toward the very bottom; Reynolds thought so too since he went out of his way to capitalize the title: Age 13--JULIE'S FIRST ANAL: 11-INCHES PACKED! PART 1

The computer monitor displayed the single most erotic image I've ever seen in my whole life! I unconsciously stopped breathing, riveted by the sight before me.When I blinked again, the first thing my eyes zeroed in on was the spot where my sister's anus should've been. I say should've because it was now completely covered by Reynold's hefty, cum-filled balls! I don't know how he managed to do it, but Reynolds had his entire 11-inch cock buried deep inside my thirteen-year-old sister's ass! Julie was on her elbows and knees with Reynold's positioned over her body similar to a football player's 4-point stance.

This was un-fuckin' believable! The one thing me and my dad kept protected for the past several years had now been taken right out from under our noses. We didn't even get a chance to fight. Reynolds just took it away—no apologies.

PART 2 of JULIE'S FIRST ANAL: 11-INCHES PACKED!  showed my sister sitting on a toilet bowl spreading the round globes of her ass apart, while a thick string of cum leaked out of her red, gaping anus; In the cold water below, several blobs of white, slimy semen were coagulating and floating on the surface. Reynolds was on his knees behind her with his erect cock smeared in lube, leaning against his stomach.

The more I stared at that shot, the more I felt, or the more my raging hormones decided, I literally needed to take matters into my own hands. I quickly pulled down my pants followed by my boxers, clicked on the "Tile Windows Vertically" option to have the last two jpegs arranged side-by-side on my screen, and jerked my dick until I blasted the monitor with long strands of jism.. Breathing heavily, I stood there numbed by what I had done. A part of me wanted answers to so many questions while another part, the animal part, wanted nothing more than to trade places with Reynolds, so I could furiously jackhammer my cock into Julie's bowels. I felt so jealous that Reynolds got to her before I did. I know how stupid that sounds but it's what I felt. This is crazy! I can't believe I'm thinking like this! She's my sister for crying out loud!

I cleaned up the mess I had made and got myself a can of soda. I seriously needed to cool down. That's for sure. When I returned to my room, I was about to shut off the computer and mess around with my PlayStation, as a way of taking my mind off of Julie, when suddenly, the name of a folder caught my attention. All it said was BILLY. My gut feeling told me I wasn't going to like this. I debated whether I really wanted to see what was inside the BILLY folder. On the one hand, if I left it alone, my curiosity would keep me up all night and I'd never get any sleep. On the other hand, if it turns out that Billy is the scumbag that's been harassing Julie for years, then I'd have every right to smash his face in.

With that in mind, I moved the cursor over the BILLY folder and double-clicked it. Inside were three jpegs. They didn't have any fancy names like the other pics on the CD. They were just numbered from 1-3. I clicked on jpeg 1, praying it wasn't who I thought it was. Microseconds elapsed while the beating of my heart sped up.. I was gripping the mouse to the point where I thought I'd might snap it in two. When the pic finally filled the screen, I clenched my teeth and forced myself to look at my sister who was on her elbows and knees. Her wide baby-making hips were being held by Billy McGinty who happened to be fucking her from behind. His pizza-face was contorted by pure ecstasy as he looked down wide-eyed at his dick pistoning in and out of one of her tight holes. Which hole, I couldn't say. Julie, for her part, was a mess. Her face was streaked with tears and her eyes were red and puffy from all the crying she had done. I always knew Billy frightened my sister, and now that he got the chance to fuck her, it probably made her feel like she was living her worst nightmare.

Grudgingly, I clicked on jpeg 2. And this time, no doubt remained as to which of Julie's holes Billy had just fucked. My sister stood with her ass thrust out pulling her doughy butt cheeks apart, revealing her stretched asshole. The flash from the camera lit up some of the interior of her rectum, giving me a clear view of a one-inch band of circular muscle that made up her pretty little sphincter. It looked powerful enough to suck the cum straight out of a man's balls in two seconds flat. And it appears that's just what it did to Billy's balls. His semen was splattered all over her round cheeks, with the rest forming a white puddle in the deep recesses of her bowels. Billy's cock, from the head to the base, was inflamed.

At this instant, I became aware of my traitorous dick rising like a flagpole.. It was trying to break free from the confines of my pants. I think it wanted to play with Julie. I really didn't want to view my sister as a sex object but under the circumstances, what else could I do? She was so fuckin' hot!

The last jpeg in the Billy series was straight out of one of those extreme porn sites. Billy was on his back with Julie straddling his hips. She was bent over at the waist, sticking her ass out. Billy had his fingers hooked into her pussy, painfully stretching her lips wide open. The camera got a clear shot of Julie's donut-shaped cervix drenched in Billy's cum. Everything inside was pink and wet as if a coating of glaze had been painted on the walls of her cunny. My mouth watered at the thought of consuming such a succulent piece of meat. I slurped in my saliva before it ran out of the corners of my mouth. Fuck! What the hell was happening to me?

Of all the pics I had seen of Julie that afternoon, it was the jpegs of her getting fucked in the ass which made me realize one important thing about myself: Lust can change a man's mind faster than someone holding a gun to his head—that is, if the right girl is thrown into the mix. And Julie was the right girl alright. I knew this because my body never burned with such desire for a girl as it did for Julie when I saw her getting fucked in the ass. In fact, it took one second for me to change from my sister's big-brother-bodyguard to her number one perverted fan.

It was at that moment I made up my mind to do the unthinkable: I was going to blackmail Julie. Somewhere deep in the back of my mind, I knew what I was contemplating was foolish and wrong, and I also knew I could get into a heap of trouble if my parents ever found out about it. But, when the little head speaks on behalf of the big one, there's absolutely no room for reason. Lust won out and clouded my mind and there was no turning back. If she asks me why, I'll just tell her it's her own fault for being such a slut even though I know it's untrue.. Like any man, I'll say anything to get my dick into that round ass of hers.

I decided to wait for the following Saturday to approach Julie; I knew my parents were going to be away that weekend because dad had to go to some stupid convention with my mom. During the week, it was hard not to think about Julie's ass and what I was going to do to it. I got so excited by the invented fantasies playing out in my mind, that I had to jerk off three or four times a day until Saturday finally arrived. When it did, I woke up around 10:30 eager to start my day. I went straight to the bathroom to take a leak and then hopped into the shower for a quick wash. After I was done, I went in search of my sister sporting a noticeable bulge in my briefs.

I found her in the living room painting her cute toenails pink. She had one foot propped on the couch giving me a clear line of sight to her plump labia. She hadn't seen me yet as I stood admiring her teenage charms.

I shuffled over to the TV and shut it off. "Hey! I was watching that, jerk. Turn it back on!" she shouted.

"You weren't even paying attention to it. Besides, we have to talk." I stood in front of Julie holding her CD behind my back. She pouted as her lids narrowed, giving me what she liked to call her "meany" stare.

I grinned and said, "What if I told you I had some major shit on you. So major it would get you severely grounded for life.. What would it be worth to you to have this evidence totally disappear"?

She stared at me for a couple of seconds to see if I was pulling her leg. The seconds ticked by as she tried to figure out if I was serious or not. After awhile, her bubble-gum brain determined I was no threat. She dismissively replied, "You've got shit."

Now it was time to teach her a lesson. One she would never forget. I slowly revealed the CD I had hidden behind my back and waved it in front of her. She immediately recognized the cover art and jumped off the couch. "How'd you get that?" she squealed, her face instantly taking on a look of panic. Julie lunged in an attempt to snatch the CD from my hand. I jerked back and raised the disc over my head while she hopped up and down trying to grab it away from me. Moving the disc behind my back, I confidently replied, "Don't you worry about how I got it, sis. Worry about how mom and dad are going to whip your sweet, little ass when they see all these nasty pictures of you fucking and sucking that dirt bag, Reynolds," I said with a big shit-eating grin on my face.

"Whatever!" she snapped. Julie turned as if to go away, then catching me totally off guard, she swiveled rapidly on her heels and grabbed the disc. She managed to get a hold of the case before I twisted my wrist free and yanked it from her clutches. My sister made a final go of it and jumped on my back, pounding me with her tiny fists, but I easily threw her off.

Realizing I wasn't going to budge, she huffed and then sat down on the sofa, giving me her "meany" stare again. She crossed her arms across her nicely developing chest and mumbled, "Okay . . . what the hell do you want? I know you're not going to hand over the CD without getting something in return. So . . . what is it then?"

Now that I was under the spotlight, the confidence I previously displayed was slowly being replaced by doubt. Under the watchful eye of my sister, my stomach began to quiver forcing me to avert her glare. Blackmailing a person for sex, especially a family member, wasn't as easy as my fantasies led me to believe. And I would've given up if it weren't for my teenage hormones. I looked back at Julie and she made one of those typical "well" gestures that girls seem to have a knack for.

Annoyed but less insecure, I finally found my voice and spoke, or more like stuttered, the words that would irreparably harm our relationship forever: "Julie . . . you're right about me . . . me wanting something from you. And I know it's a lot to ask . . . but . . . but what I want is what every man in this town wants from you but can't have—except for Reynolds that is. I want to fuck . . .. fuck your round, plump ass!"

Julie gasped in shock, covering her mouth in disbelief while the color drained from her pretty little face. She blinked a couple of times staring at me unable to move or utter a sound. She just sat there for what seemed like five minutes but was actually a few seconds before she pulled herself together and finally found her voice: "My God! What the hell is the matter with you?" she shrieked, "You're my brother, Jeff. You can't fuck me! It's wrong. I mean . . . I mean . . . brothers and sisters aren't supposed to do that kind of stuff."

She had a point there, but I wasn't about to back down now, not after the things I've seen her do, which is surprising considering she's only thirteen.. I wanted her ass in the worst way and I think, deep down, Julie knew that.. How could she not? On more than one occasion, Julie has caught me peeping her luscious cheeks whenever she sunbathes in the yard or walks around in her panties. Thankfully, she never freaked out or made any negative comments about it. She just flashes me her braces when she smiles and walks away with the knowledge that she makes her own brother horny.

And because of that knowledge, Julie knew she was cornered. There was absolutely no way I was going to be deterred from having her ass. Of course, she could always refuse and tell Mom and dad I blackmailed her, but then it would be her word against mine. And since I possessed the CD, the cards were stacked in my favor.

When she finished wiping away the tears away from her face, Julie eyed me with a look of hate the likes I'd never seen before. "Fine!" she sniffled, "Since I have no choice, I'll let you fuck me in the ass. But . . . remember this . . . I will hate you for the rest of my life! This is blackmail and incest. And the way I see it, you're no better than Reynolds and all those other guys who slobber over themselves when I walk down a street."

Julie shuddered and took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled. She got off the couch crossing her arms as if a chill had settled in the air. I followed her to the foot of the stairs where she suddenly stopped; she kept her back to me and murmured, "You need to go to the drug store and buy me an enema kit. Any brand is okay. I don't care." After that, Julie climbed the stairs leaving me wondering why she would need an enema kit before I banged her in the ass. Whatever! As long as it got me what I wanted.

A half hour later, I returned with the kit and most of my allowance gone. I ran up to her room knocked on the door. "Julie, I got what you wanted," calling out, praying she didn't have a change of heart.

"Leave it in the bathroom for me. I'll come get you when I'm done," she said. I did as Julie asked and went back to my room to check out the rest of the CD. About an hour later, I heard the flip-flop of Julie's sandals as she exited the bathroom. I immediately logged off so she wouldn't catch me checking out her pics. Julie barged in wearing a pink satin robe with a towel wrapped around her head. "Okay, let's get this over with," she spat.

I got up and quickly followed my sister to her room, never taking my eyes of those round globes that rose and fell independently of each other, beckoning me to slide my dick in between and shoot out all my nasty cum. Once we got into her bedroom, Julie untied the sash on her robe. While she did this, I saw her glance down at the tent which had formed in my pants. "You're disgusting!" she snarled, letting the robe slide off her silky shoulders and drop to the floor.

My dick wildly throbbed at the sight of Juilie's amazing body. She had beautiful, puffy tits capped with cherry-like nipples waiting to sucked and devoured. My sister's wide and curvy hips framed her juvenile slit, accentuating her clam-shaped pudendum.

When Julie turned and walked to her bed, I almost fell to my knees in shock, realizing for the first time how much better her ass was in person. And to think I was only moments away from having anal sex with the best butt in the state, at least for her age group.

Without trying to be sexy, Julie climbed onto the bed and assumed the position; she moved like a well-practiced whore, gracefully spreading her knees, then dropping down to her elbows, obediently waiting for my approach. There was something primal about that particular pose. As if the pose itself had been imprinted into man's genetic memory, as a sign that any woman who offered herself in such a way, should be taken and dominated.

I hurriedly tugged my jeans down followed by my underwear; I felt the cool air swirl around my twitching cock; on rubbery legs, I padded across the room and got on the bed behind her upturned ass. I swallowed hard and trembled in awe at the sight of her round, creamy cheeks. I just sat there on my haunches captivated by Julie's ass as it seductively swayed in tiny erotic circles. I don't think my sister meant to do this intentionally. It was probably more of a nervous tic on her part. Whatever the reason, I could feel a sort of paralysis begin to set into my extremities, making it near impossible for me to move. The sight was almost too much for me, and my balls felt like they were ready to bust.

Julie glanced over her shoulder to see what was holding me up. When she saw the expression of stunned silence on my face, she kicked me with her heel, snapping me out of my trance. With a loud sigh, she turned her head forward, allowing me to get on with the task at hand.

I reached out with my greedy paws and reverently palmed her smooth, curvy bottom. The nerve endings in my hands became instantly charged by the illicit touch of our skin making contact. A touch that society only deemed for Julie's future boyfriends and husbands. My head felt feverish with excitement as I passionately began kneading her thick, healthy ass. With a will of their own, my fingers moved around like those of an awarded baker handling the finest Parisian pastry dough. I worked the heel of my hands to push her cheeks up and to the sides, before folding them over her crack to begin anew. And like any pastry chef knows, a well-kneaded dough should always be smooth and elastic. Well, it so happens Julie's ass was very smooth and elastic; her butt cheeks barely resisted as I spread them wide apart, exposing her delicate, pink anus. The first time I saw that, I knew it was over.. Even if I wanted to resist my animalistic urges, there was no way my lust could ever be denied—it consumed me whole.

I excitedly parked my face right into Julie's crack and enjoyed the warm feeling of her soft, smooth ass flesh against my cheeks. I put my nose against her rear orifice and inhaled her musk; Julie's pungent scent made my nostrils flare. I felt like a wild beast  preparing itself for the mating ritual. I sniffed and sniffed until the room began to spin.

When I had my fill of Julie's heady aroma, I shot my tongue straight out and drew tiny circles around the rim of her crinkled rosebud. First, I moved clockwise once or twice, tickling her pliant shit-hole, then I went in the opposite direction, slurping away like it was the most natural thing a brother can do to his sister. Once she was nice and wet, I speared her shithole with the tip of my tongue and bore my way through her red striated ring. I loved how Julie squirmed while I held fast devouring the ass of all asses. I think the sensation of swiping my tongue over her rear must've triggered Julie's young body to mate; I say this because the unmistakable aroma of cunt-meat filled the air.

When I extracted my tongue from her sphincter, I lustfully examined the small opening where none existed seconds before. My mouth flooded with saliva, wishing I could fuck and eat her shit-hole simultaneously. I leaned over and went back to ravaging her little star, lapping and sucking her pucker until blood surfaced just below the silky skin of her anus, turning what was once pink into a fiery, red ring. By now, the crevasse of her ass was drenched in my drool, giving her tight passage a nice reflective sheen. It was hot having a thirteen-year-old spread before me like this, especially seeing how it was my very own sister.

I looked around Julie's room for anything that could be used as lubricant and spotted a bottle of hand lotion on her nightstand. I moved off the bed and grabbed it with my stiff cock bobbing in the air. Julie turned her head and stared at my engorged prick as it swayed left to right. My dick twitched and hardened knowing that she was checking me out. When I was back behind her luscious ass, Julie made one last attempt to dissuade me, "Jeff, don't do this," she begged. "Please! Those pictures aren’t what you think. It's all a big mistake. I did it to protect you, mom, and dad. Trust me."

She dropped her head down when I didn't answer and sniffled while I squirted some of the lotion into the palm of my hand. I rubbed it over the bell-shaped end of my cock. My dick was so hot that when I applied the cool cream to my glans, it didn't even register the difference in temperature.

I then squirted a few dollops directly on Julie's pink stank and worked it around until her anus was covered in the stuff. After that, I slowly slid my index finger in and out to the knuckle, making sure she was nice and lubed for my aching cock; when I pulled my digit clear of her gorgeous pucker, Julie's sphincter immediately shut and reflexively winked several times.

"Okay, now reach back and spread your ass," I ordered. She lowered herself onto her shoulders and shamelessly pulled apart each meaty cheek. The lewd display of my sister surrendering her ass to me sent a strong jolt to my loins. I felt my nervous stomach ripple in tiny spasms, causing a knot to form between my navel and pubic hair; like a splash of cold water, it really began to sink in that I was minutes away from fucking my very own sister. Could this really be happening? Did I actually blackmail her?

I knelt behind Julie's upturned ass and placed my left hand on the small of her back. With my other hand, I grasped my fat, twitching cock and lined the swollen head with her slick, puckered anus. Looking at the size difference between her shit-hole and the mushroom-head of my dick, I wondered if her rubbery ring could even accommodate the large purple crown of my prick? Well, as the old saying goes, there's no time like the present to find out.

I gently pressed my cock-tip against Julie's starry hole and watched how her sphincter began to sink in before starting the delightful process of wrapping itself around the bulbous head of my dick. I thought I'd have to struggle more to get into her shitter, but I guess all the training Reynolds put her through paid off in the end. Juile turned out to be a pro.

At the same time this was happening, my sister began to breathe funny, sort of like the way women do when they're in labor: She took short, fast inhalations, held her breath, then finished with some cute little grunts. She repeated this cycle the whole time my cock was pushing through her pink membrane, one millimeter at a time. Her breathing made it easier for me to stretch the walls of her asshole wider and wider, until the plum-shaped head of my prick disappeared into her tight, greasy anus.

And what an anus it was. The second I was in, all I wanted was to shove the rest of my cock into Julie's vise-like sheath. Her shit-hole exerted the most incredible pressure, simultaneously compressing and stimulating the hypersensitive nerves of my dick. And if that wasn't enough, the temperature her ass created, which I later found out was not the norm for other women, brought an overwhelming biological urge to send my seed deep within her teenage bowels. I had to shut my eyes and quickly think of something else in order to prevent myself from cumming too soon. By the time my semen emptied from my urethra back into my swollen balls, Julie's butt-hole had loosened some, making it easier for me to work more of my rigid prick deeper into her tight, clasping rectum.

When I reached the half-way mark, she used her anal muscles to clamp down on my unwelcome turgid member; out of brotherly respect for my sister, I gave Julie the time she needed to relax and adjust to my girth since I knew my cock was fatter than Reynolds and Billy's. She told me to continue after a few seconds; I excitedly pushed with all the impatience of youth until three quarters of my cock was tightly lodged inside her sexy, asshole. Oh fuck! Did that feel good.

My breathing became erratic when I looked down and caught sight of our coupling.. The view sent an instant surge of adrenaline rushing throughout my body; it left me in complete awe of my sister because of the feminine power she possessed; the very same power all women possessed. From a man's point of view, it was kind of scary thinking about it because it made me realize I could be manipulated at any time under the right circumstances—no different from any other horny guy. In fact, I've often heard it said that women could rule the world. I never fully understood what that meant—until now.

With only another couple of inches left, I worked the remainder of my manhood deep into her constricting bowels, savoring the feeling of being fully embedded inside her warm rectum. I loved how Julie was able to control the thin muscle of her internal sphincter which expertly milked my throbbing dick, especially by the base of my shaft. At this point, my sister was doing such a bang-up job massaging my erection I almost didn't want to slide out.. But then, where's the fun in that.

Julie obediently kept her cheeks apart while I slowly withdrew my pecker three-quarters of the way out; when the ridge of my cockhead started to become visible, I immediately pushed it back in. After a few tentative thrusts of my hips, no more than a few inches in either direction, I began to develop a nice, steady rhythm. I grunted as I drove in balls deep and groaned when I pulled out to the head. My sister helplessly whimpered into her pillow and released her grasp on her cheeks; she clutched the bedspread and balled them in her fists as I rhythmically banged away at her tight passage, enjoying the scorching friction produced by her tight sphincter. Luckily my parents weren't around or they'd hear the knocking of the bed against the wall.

I continued sodomizing my little sister, noticing every time my dick reappeared from the depths of her ass, Julie's pink anus and some of the tissue surrounding it would greedily cling to my shaft.

For the next two minutes, I relentlessly pistoned my dick to and fro into her gripping sheath; every time I'd thrust hard enough into my sister's round ass, these cool skin-waves would form. They didn't last very long and they always seem to disappear into her lower back. They held my interest and they would've kept holding my interest if it weren't for the sensations coming from my aching cock, which made me quickly forget about the waves.

So instead, I concentrated on what I was here to do and that was fucking my sweet sister's ass. I could feel my face flush while my ears picked up the sound of my pulse and the loud slapping of our flesh, which, by the way, were the only sounds that filled the room, since Julie chose to remain silent.. On every other stroke, my nose would pick up the faintest scent of Julie's rectum. But the peaches and cream lotion I used for lube mostly masked it.. Her natural scent didn’t turn me off in the least. In fact, it did the opposite and made me furiously hammer into my sister's ass, forcing her boobs to swing back and forth like two round pendulums as I neared the homestretch.

I could feel my impending climax approach as my frantic thrusting started to go out of sync with the rhythm I had established before. I couldn't hold back any longer; the beginning of my load was making its way up my shaft.

"Oh shit! . . . Julie! . . . Uh! . . . Here it comes!" I announced. "I'm gonna cum in your tight fuckin' ass!"

My fingers dug brutally into my sister's soft hips as I rammed my cock in as deep as it would go. The mushroom-head of my prick doubled in size before spewing rope after rope of my scalding cream deep into her rectum. I screamed as my spunk emptied from my balls to find a new home in Julie's colon.

I saw flashes of white as the intensity of my orgasm caught me completely off guard; I was forced to double over as endless waves crashed throughout my body. I grit my teeth and held on to Julie's shoulders, trying to survive the incredible shock to my juvenile system. Maybe this was why adults forbade young kids from having sex; their nervous systems couldn't handle the overload. I was proof of that since I felt I was ready to pass out at any moment.

I groaned and shuddered as Julie's sphincter sucked more of my thick, sticky cum while my abs repeatedly clenched; honestly, I didn't think it would ever end. My tender balls must've contracted twelve times sending more of my vital spunk deep into her bowels. Eventually, it got to a point where the only thing shooting out of my dick was air. I was still riding my orgasm, even though nothing came out from my cock.

Finally, the signals between my cock and brain disconnected, allowing me to slow my thrusts to a lazy pace, until my dick became too sensitive to do anymore. After a few more strokes, I slid my flaccid cock from of my sister's raw anus; I collapsed exhaustedly on her back, trying to catch my breath while post-orgasmic ripples coursed throughout my body. I was reduced to a shuddering mass of flesh drooling from the corners of my mouth. Unlike any other moment in my life, I was so at peace with the world that I hoped this feeling would never end.

When my weakened body fully recovered and my pulse was back to normal, I ordered Julie to hold her cheeks apart again so I could inspect her stretched hole. "Fuck! That's hot!" I whispered hoarsely, overwhelmed by the dark, red interior of her ass. The rays from the Sun coming through the window gave me a clear line of sight into her sweet anal cavity; It was really neat watching how my slimy cum slid down the walls of her rectum, collecting at the bottom of her shit-chute. I'll never forget that sight; for some strange reason, it made me feel like a man. A man who had crossed the barrier which separated the men from the boys. I viewed it as the successful completion of my "rite of passage." If that makes any sense?

I took advantage of our down time and began planting butterfly kisses on Julie's pliant ass. Her round globes had a soothing effect on my feverish body. In fact, as I laid there stroking her cheeks, gazing longingly at her puckered jewel, an unexpected yet pleasant thought entered my mind: It was the thought of Julie as the mother of my unborn child; she was walking about the house with big lactating tits. I don't know where that thought came from, but for reasons unknown to me, that image incited my lust to the point where I had to fuck my sister again. Julie didn't even resist as I knelt behind her and shoved my prick in to the hilt, laying into her hard and fast, brutally thrusting my manhood into her delicate femininity. Every now and then, I'd pull my dick out so I could see her mouth-watering gape. My second orgasm took longer this time around, but it was just as intense as the first.

When it was all over, my limp dick collapsed and me with it. I felt mentally and physically drained from the experience. I had to flop down on my back to catch my breath. Julie got off the bed and cupped a hand over her leaking anus as she ran to the bathroom to clean up. I heard her throw up a few times followed by the flush of the toilet. She came back into the room with fresh tears in her eyes. Julie avoided eye contact while she slipped on some pink panties. I didn’t know what to say to her now that my lust had been sated, but I thought I’d better try to explain. 

"Julie . . . I—"

"Get the hell out of my room!" she screamed with rage.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!" I jumped off her bed, picked up my pants and boxers, and took off to my room. I could hear her sobbing through the thin walls which separated our rooms. I felt scared and somewhat upset at myself for doing what I had done. I reasoned it would just be better to let her have her space and hope for the best.

Epilogue

A month later I finally understood the extent to which I damaged our sibling relationship. I sat in a courtroom watching my sister sob on the witness stand; she gave the court her testimony about Reynolds and how he forced her to perform obscene sexual acts, under the threat of death to herself and to her family.

Once the jury had finished deliberating, they came back into the courtroom and found Reynolds guilty; they sentenced him to two consecutive life terms with no chance of parole. Billy, for his part in the rape of my sister, was tried as a juvenile where he got sent to a prison for teens.. He cried like a baby when the bailiff escorted him out of the room. For some reason, he couldn't help but glance at me. That's when I flipped him the finger.

Julie, on the other hand, was awarded a hefty sum from the Reynolds's estate. She proudly retired my father from his job and had us all living very comfortably. My sister never ratted me out to our parents knowing it would probably get me beaten to an inch of my life and thrown in a juvenile detention center. She was polite whenever we passed in the hall but that was it. I was pretty much dead to her. I couldn’t really blame her for that.

The really sucky part about this whole thing was my father's insistence that Julie see a therapist. He wanted to be sure his little girl would be able to deal with her pain and lead a normal life some day. I can imagine all the memories of abuse she'd have to dredge up while talking about her experiences fucking Reynolds. And I'm sure, sooner or later, Julie would have to mention me during those sessions.

Those therapy sessions lasted a whole year. And for that entire year, I was walking on pins and needles wondering if the therapist would betray doctor-patient confidentiality and call the cops on me. Or even worse, phone my dad. Let me tell you, that was truly the "year of suffering." Luckily, when it was all over, I still had my hide intact and my sister had a brand new outlook on life, which was as close to normal as it was ever going to get.

When Julie turned 21, she met and fell in love with some accountant guy who was more interested in Julie as a person instead of a walking piece of meat.. After that, we'd only see each other during holidays. Her husband never understood why she was so cold towards me. She’d lie and say we were siblings who never really got along. He’d just shake his head at that with a smirk on his face.

Julie eventually married and moved away to sunny California to start a new life with her husband and new baby boy. She severed all ties with me after that. I tried to get her to forgive me, to give us a chance.

And you know what she told me over the phone. She said, "Jeff, it's not true that time heals all wounds." I heard a click and that was the end as they say. I only have the memories of our union and a CD full of pictures.

These pictures of Julie keep me going sexually, but emotionally, I'm so desolate because I lost my baby sis.