Copyright © 1998, T. Allen Strange. ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached. The author may be contacted by writing tallenstrange@mrdouble.com. WARNING!! THIS STORY DEPICTS SEXUAL INTERCOURSE BETWEEN AN ADULT AND A MINOR CHILD!! THE STORY IS ABOUT INCEST! IF THIS TYPE OF STORY OFFENDS YOU, THEN **READ NO FURTHER!!!** THIS MATERIAL IS NOT INTENDED FOR CHILDREN OR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF EIGHTEEN (18) YEARS OF AGE!! ALL PLACES, EVENTS, AND PERSONS DEPICTED IN THE STORY ARE FICTIONAL. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ANY PERSONS, ALIVE OR DEAD, ARE COINCIDENCE, SELF-INDUCED DELUSION, AN OVER-ACTIVE IMAGINATION, OR WISHFUL THINKING!! ANY PERSONS **STILL** READING THIS STORY HAVE NO OBJECTIONS COMING TO THEM REGARDING THE CONTENTS OF THE SAME. THE SUBMISSION 0F HEATHER By T. Allen Strange CHAPTER ONE Thomas ached. More precisely, his balls ached. He awoke and groaned loudly, discovering he had a huge boner! He remembered the dream; it was still fresh. He'd been having them ever since he found those "fuck-n-suck" magazines in his father's room. Raising up on an elbow he heard Randy's deep, even breathing from his bed across the room and knew he was still asleep. Thomas was thirteen and his brother Randy was his junior by one year, almost to the day. Their birthdays were exactly three days apart. Thomas slipped his hand beneath the waistband of his pajamas and grasped his swollen penis, and grinned. It was a monster! He considered jacking off but he didn't have a washcloth to cum in. "Damn! If I had a woman like in one of dad's fuck-books, I would be getting my rocks off right now!", he thought wistfully. He sighed and slipped out of bed. There was no getting around it. It was too good to waste. He'd have to go into the bathroom and whack off. While he thoroughly enjoyed whacking his meat, it no longer gave him the thrill it used to. Now he only did it when he was in need of relief, like tonight. He'd been told once that a man ejaculated barely enough to fill a teaspoon. Whoever said that had never seen him unload a gusher! If he went several days without jerking off he could drown a horse! Thomas padded on bare feet into the hall and hooked a left toward the bathroom. He paused at the door and glanced across the hall. His sisters had left the night light on in their room and forgotten to close the door. They would be in big trouble when mom got up! She said they were too old to leave their door open. It wasn't decent. "Shit! What have they got to be indecent with?!", he thought. The two girls hadn't begun to develop yet! Laura, age nine, and Heather, ten, were more of a nuisance than anything else. Still, he could save them a little grief. He went over to close their door and looked in as he pulled it to. The door stopped halfway. In the yellow glow of the night light he saw Heather had tossed the sheet aside in her sleep. She was laying on her back with her legs parted, breathing softly. Her nightgown, an ankle length granny-gown she seldom wore, was up around her waist and she wore nothing beneath it. That was not unusual; none of them wore underwear to bed. Just pajamas and nightgowns was the general rule. It was the first time since he'd caught her playing "Show Me" with Danny Walker last year that he'd seen her even partially naked. In her sleep she was unaware she was giving her brother an even bigger eyeful than Danny had gotten. She'd been scared that he was going to tell on her and cried. He merely laughed and taunted her saying he was going to wait awhile and then tell. He hadn't thought of it again until just now. He eased inside the room and quietly closed the door behind him, then moved over to Heather's bed and stared at her bare, hairless pubic mound. Someday she would probably be beautiful; perhaps already was. For a ten-year-old she was very pretty, with long straight blonde hair halfway down her back and deep blue eyes that sparkled merrily most of the time. A wicked grin spread slowly across his face. Maybe he wouldn't have to have blue-balls after all! He sat down on the bed and ran his hand over her flat stomach, feeling her softness. If he handled this just right it could be great! Heather stirred, then opened her eyes sleepily. She looked at him without comprehension for a few seconds, then her eyes flew open. "What are you doing in here?!", she whispered. "I've decided to tell mom and dad about you and Danny Walker tomorrow. I thought you should know," he whispered back. Heather had been in the process of reaching for the sheet to cover herself. Now she froze, her modesty forgotten. "No! Please don't Tommy!" Instantly tears formed in her blue eyes and an icy panic gripped her. "Why not?", he asked still rubbing her stomach in slow circles. He glanced across at Laura to make certain she wasn't waking up. "Because they'll whip me! They both will. You know it!", she whispered haltingly, a solitary tear rolling down one cheek. "What would you do if I didn't?", he asked casually. As he did he slid his hand between her legs and fondled her pubic mound. The gesture was significant even to her. He was taking an unprecedented liberty with her. Her breath caught in her throat as his hand rubbed across her clitoris. Tommy could be mean. If she gave in to him there was no telling what he might do. But if she didn't he might make good on his threat, and she knew the beating would be merciless! "Anything!", she whispered fearfully. "Anything at all?", he grinned, deliberately strumming her clitoris. Again her breath caught. She wanted to push his hands away, but if he told on her...! "Yes! Anything at all!" "Hmmm. I'll tell you what the deal is. I can do anything I want, whenever I want, wherever I want, and you'll do anything and everything I tell you no matter what..." Thomas removed his hand from between her legs and folded his arms across his chest. "... and I'll forget I ever caught you." Heather looked up at her brother, her big blue eyes searching his face. Something told her she was letting herself in for more trouble than she could handle. But all she could think of was her father taking her into their bedroom, pulling her panty off, and using his thick belt on her! It was his way when he was really mad, making her bend over a chair or something, and then setting her bottom of fire. But first mother would make her get naked and then use a switch on her. The switching would continue a long time. For breaking one of her good China plates at Easter the switching lasted nearly fifteen minutes, her mother showing no inclination to stop until Heather literally peed herself. "Yes, yes! Anything, I promise!" Thomas smiled then. Yes, tonight was going to be special! He considered taking her into the kitchen but there was an added thrill in danger. So he decided here was perfect for what he had in mind. "Take your gown off," he ordered crisply, his whispered words heavy with new-found authority. Heather sat up in bed and pulled her nightgown the rest of the way off, glancing worriedly across at Laura. She didn't know what Tommy was going to do, but she was sure she didn't want to get caught at it. She had little time to think about it as Tommy's hand was suddenly on her chest pushing her back down onto the mattress. "Spread your legs. Show me your pussy!", he said. She parted her legs only to have Thomas spread them even wider until she was doing the splits laying down. To Heather this was very much like what Danny was doing when they were caught! Then the difference came. Thomas's hand was back on her pubic mound fingering her clit. In spite of herself she found it extremely pleasurable, though she was making little jerking motions as he was first rubbing gently, then harder. Her breath began coming in shallow gasps. Then he stopped and leaned close to her ear. "Now I'm going to do something else. Whatever you do, keep your legs wide as they are now!" There was an ominous warning in his voice. Now the hand that had been fingering her clitoris moved downward and a finger dipped into her vaginal opening. "No!", she gasped, pushing at his hand. Thomas stopped and looked at her. Her blue eyes were wide, a look of fear in them. He liked the look. He was also aware that he'd come to a moment of truth. Now his plan either succeeded or failed on what Heather did next. "Grab the slats in the headboard and don't let go," he commanded in a firm whisper. Heather was pale. She had a firm grip on his wrist. She continued to stare fearfully at him, then across at Laura who, though still asleep, was facing them. All she had to do was open her eyes and Heather would be in even more trouble! Laura would not hesitate to tell their folks that she let Tommy finger her pussy! Either way she was had. She looked once again at Tommy. There was a smirk on his face. She suddenly understood that if she gave in to him there would never be any turning back. Slowly she took her hands away and pulled them over her head to grasp the headboard as instructed. "Please... don't hurt me," she whispered, fighting back tears. Thomas smiled broadly. She was his! He reinserted his fingertip into her pussy. It was moist and warm. Heather inhaled sharply as he twirled the tip of his finger around. Then she began to writhe slowly, softly, against the unfamiliar sensations and occasional discomfort, her breath coming in halting gasps. It was obvious she wanted desperately to close her legs, to remove the offending digit from inside her. But she didn't. She forced herself to keep her legs wide open and allowed him to finger her pussy. From that moment on Thomas knew she would do whatever he wanted. More importantly, she would do whatever he told her. Heather gasped loudly, then cried out softly as his finger, dipping further inside her vagina, met with resistance. Thomas was puzzled for a moment before he understood. He'd found her cherry! Of course. Heather was only ten, after all. She was still a virgin! For the first time since he started this he realized he was the first to be inside her pussy! It was a heady feeling. His penis was throbbing with a need to release its loads of semen. Heather was getting wetter and Thomas considered fucking her, then decided against it. For now. Only because he was sure she wouldn't be able to be silent through it all. But he was going to draw this out a little longer. It would make it that much better when he finally did dump his load. "Please Tommy...! I don't... like it!!", Heather gasped, as Thomas slowly began finger-fucking her. He would press against the membrane of her cherry each time he dipped inside, then withdraw so that only the tip was in her, which he then twirled in circles. Heather's feet, which extended past each side of her bed, twitched and her toes curled and uncurled from what was obviously delicious torture. She squirmed, her back arching and unarching. From time to time, when his pressed his finger in a little too hard, she would toss her head and cry out softly, trying not to wake Laura. She was constantly looking over at her, certain she would awaken and see them. Thomas delighted in watching his finger going in and out of her wet, pink, hole and thoroughly enjoyed knowing he was in complete control. He knew she would offer no resistance even if he crawled on top of her right now! But he couldn't risking waking Laura either and his cock felt like it was going to explode. He decided to get his rocks off now. He withdrew his finger from her wet pussy and patted her pubic mound. "That's enough of that for now," he whispered. "Get up." Heather sat up and got to her feet, standing shakily in front of her brother. Her breathing was coming in deep but ragged breaths. Thomas retrieved her nightgown from the bed and folded it lengthwise several times. "Turn around," he told her quietly. Heather cast another worried look at Laura and turned her back on Thomas who promptly used her gown to tie her wrists together. Then he forced her hands up behind her until they were between her shoulder blades, after which he looped the gown around her neck and back down to wrists where he tied it yet again. When he was finished, her hands were secured in such a manner that she could offer no resistance of any kind, and were well out of his way. Then he stepped back and slowly walked around her, admiring her supple young body. Her skin was creamy and her complexion very fair. Her body was lightly tanned except where shorts and tube tops had covered her skin. Two bands of creamy white crossed her naked body where these were worn. Thomas had never noticed how nice and rounded her bottom was before, and he ran a hand over it now, liking the way her bare skin felt under his hands. He was actually startled to see the beginnings of breasts forming. Her nipples were pale pink and both were erect. He touched them each in turn and decided he liked that too. Yes, she was going to do nicely! He continued his walk until he was once again behind her. "Turn around," he whispered. When she was facing he saw she was trembling slightly and her breath was rapid and shallow. But her blue eyes were bright and there was something like excitement shining in them. On an impulse he put his hand between her legs and felt. She was very wet down there. When he slipped his finger inside her pussy she inhaled sharply but did not look away from him. Instead a tremulous, shy, uncertain smile greeted his gesture. "Get on your knees, Sis. I've got something for you," he grinned slyly. Heather looked confused but complied. Her eyes widened as he bent over and quickly pulled his pajama bottoms off. She'd never seen an erection before and this one was big, at least six inches long! She looked up at Thomas a little fearfully. He continued to grin at her. "Open your mouth, Sis." Heather was shocked! She'd heard about girls who did things like this before! He wanted her to suck his thing! Before she had time to even think about it his hands were on her head pulling it down, guiding her mouth to his swollen penis. When its bulbous head was pressing against her lips, however, she hesitated only for a second opening her mouth and taking it in. Thomas saw the tears in her eyes but they scarcely registered in his brain. His senses were taken up in the incredible sensation of her mouth and tongue around his cock, the delightful feel of her small teeth gently gliding over the head of his cock and along its shaft. A drawn out sigh of sheer carnal delight escaped him. He had no idea a oral sex could be so great! Heather's hesitation did not go unnoticed however, and he decided a little encouragement could help his cause tremendously. "That's the way, Sis," he whispered. "Now just suck while I move it back and forth. That's the way!", he groaned softly. "Suck a little harder... Oh lord!... Yeah like that. You're doing great! Oh lord, Heather, that's terrific!" Heather looked up at him while she sucked the bulbous head, greatly reassured by his unexpected praise. The angle allowed him to see her face clearly and he liked watching his cock sliding back and forth in her mouth. He held her head that way and winked at her, slowly increasing the speed of his thrusts, pumping his cock steadily into her mouth. Thomas wasn't patient by nature, but he was smart enough to know that he could still queer this if he wasn't careful. This was probably the hardest thing he was going to get her to do and if he did it right he would be getting head from her for a long time to come (no pun intended.) When he was fairly certain she wasn't going to rebel, he began humping her face in earnest. He spread his legs and bent them slightly at the knee, thrusting with only his pelvis. It was obscene. He was quickly lost up in the pure ecstasy of it, delighting in the way his penis looked going into her hot, wet mouth, gradually making her take more and more of it. It wasn't long before he felt his cock touching the back of her throat with each thrust. Thomas didn't try to force it down her throat, partly because he didn't think she could take it, but mostly because he thought she'd gag and resist him, waking up Laura in the process. Before long he was humping her mouth urgently, the ache in his testicles nearly unbearable. His own breath was coming in ragged gulps as his climax neared. He began moaning urgently, his cock pumping back and forth rapidly. His senses began to reel, then a hot flash washed over his body, spreading outward from his swollen penis. Seconds later his cock erupted sending a thick stream of ejaculate gushing into Heather's waiting mouth. He held Heather's head firmly as he desperately kept thrusting, his cock spewing its load of seed. "Suck it Heather! Don't stop! Keep sucking... ohhhhh, suck me!", he continued to entreat her. His firm grip was necessary. As soon as he started cumming, Heather tried to pull back. He heard her muffled squeaks of protest but had no intention of stopping. She sputtered and made some gagging noises as his spewing cock filled her mouth with hot, sticky, ejaculate. Then to her credit, she resumed sucking him. He continued ejaculating, sending thick spurts of semen gushing into her mouth. After several seconds his cock quit throbbing and he stopped cumming. He took one of his hands from her head and milked his penis in much the same way a farmer might milk a cow, whispering, "Suck it all out, Sis." When his penis was flacid he withdrew it and gazed down at her dreamily. She looked back with something of a hurt puppy dog expression on her face. It was several seconds before he realized her mouth was still full of semen. He knelt in front of her. A trickle of white stuff spilled from one corner of her mouth. "Show me. Open up and show me," he told her. Heather hesitated only a moment before opening her mouth. Thomas giggled foolishly. A glob of white semen spilled out and ran down her chin. She quickly closed her mouth before any more could spill out. Once again Thomas had a wicked grin on his face. "Swallow it! All girls eat cum so swallow it!" Heather stared at him uncertainly. She didn't want to swallow his stuff! But, while he was still whispering, his voice was louder and they were twice as close to Laura as when she was on her bed. It wouldn't take very much noise at all to wake her. So she swallowed it. Thomas resumed giggling and got to his feet pulling her up with him. He led her over to her own bed and indicated for her to get on it. Then he made her lay back and spread her legs again like before. "That was great Heather," he whispered softly as he began fingering her clit with a forefinger. Even in the dim glow cast by the night-light he was clearly able to see the sheen of moisture around her vaginal opening. Even though he and most of the other boys had giggled and joked their way through Mr. Slates Sex Education classes, he knew that girls seeped like that when they were aroused. Sudden insight told him that, subconsciously, Heather was responding to him whether she wanted to or not! She gasped as he slipped his finger into her pussy one again. Thomas giggled as she arched her back, her eyes widening as he pressed it into her. Her legs jumped and started to close. "Keep 'em wide!", he growled softly. "Be careful Tommy!", she gasped keeping her legs wide. Thomas wasn't listening. He was watching her. A globule of his semen gleamed on her chin and there was a white trail of the sticky stuff running down the right side of her mouth. But her eyes were still shining and her pussy was incredibly wet. He felt himself getting another hard-on. Heather's uncomfortable wriggling slowly changed. Thomas's finger dipped in and out of her wet pussy at a steady rate. Her writhing began to change, almost imperceptibly, until she was undulating. Thomas watched her chest rise and fall with deep, rapid breaths, his eyes straying to her budding breasts. Her tiny pink nipples were erect, her face was flushed and she was trembling. But her eyes were bright when she looked at him. "You like this, don't you Sis," he said knowing the answer. Heather looked at him at him a moment before nodding. Thomas was also caught up in their little drama. He was horny as hell again! He glanced furtively at his PJ's on the floor, then across at Laura. She was still sleeping peacefully. He didn't know how sound she slept but the danger of her awakening thrilled him. Thomas was sitting between his sister's splayed legs. Now he raised himself so that Heather could get a good look at his erection and was rewarded with an awed stare. He reached under her head and removed her pillow and slid it under her bottom, raising her hips up off the bed. She looked confused until he positioned himself between her legs and leaned over her. Then she saw him lower himself while guiding his erection toward her vagina. "No! Tommy no! We can't do this!", she whispered loudly. Panic was in her eyes. Thomas quickly covered her mouth with his hand. "Shut up!", he hissed glancing at Laura. This time she moved, rolling onto her back. Thomas held his breath. His erection was sticking straight out and was less than an inch from Heather's opening, and if Laura woke up and looked in their direction they were both cooked! Heather too, was looking in her little sister's direction fearfully. For a moment they both thought she was going to sit up. Shortly she became still again and a few seconds later her soft, even, breathing told them she was once again sleeping soundly. Thomas looked down on Heather and grinned. "That was close!", he whispered, still grinning. "Now just relax. I'm going to give you a good fucking!" Thomas's hand was still over Heather's mouth, but she shook her head negatively. Her pleading eyes were wide and frightened. "Oh come on, Sis, you want it as much as I do," he said and, without hesitating, guided the bulbous head of his penis into her vaginal opening. Heather struggled, briefly, trying to loosen her bonds to no avail. Then she cried out as he firmly thrust his manhood into her pussy. Only the fact that his hand was over her mouth prevented her from waking Laura. "There went your Cherry!", he giggled. Heather tried to close her legs but it was too late even if it hadn't been a useless effort. The damage was done. She inhaled sharply and cried out again as her brother thrust his cock all the way in. Thomas sighed dreamily. This was great! Her pussy was wet, warm, tight, and slippery, and felt wonderful wrapped around his cock! He was awkward at first, his thrusting uneven and amateurish. But he quickly got the hang of it. After about a minute he paused and removed his hand from her mouth. "Be very, very quiet," he whispered softly. Then he took hold of both her legs and pushed them up toward either corner at the head of the bed. This kept them wide apart while allowing him easiest access to her cunt. He kept his right hand on her thigh to keep it pinned and covered Heather's mouth again with the other and resumed fucking her sweet pussy. Heather was making little whimpering noises as he began steadily humping her. Soon the wet sounds of his groin slapping against her pubic mound and their heavy breathing filled the room. Heather seemed to slowly accept what was happening. Soon the brightness returned to her eyes and the sounds she made were not entirely from discomfort. She watched Thomas's cock thrusting into her tight little pussy with increasing excitement. His face strained with the pleasure he was taking from her and she found herself beginning to enjoy it. Suddenly Thomas began to groan and he began fucking her really hard. Heather gasped loudly and cried out each time he drove his cock into her. It hurt so good! Then his thrusting became erratic and his groaning louder and more urgent. He positioned himself over her and pressed her leg into the mattress so that her pussy was raised and firmly clamped his hand across her mouth. He watched her expression through half-closed eyes as he hammered his swollen manhood hard into her. Her muffled cries of pain thrilled him. His balls and groin slapped with loud, wet impacts against her pussy and bottom. Faster and faster, harder and harder, oblivious to the noise he was making, reveling in her pained face and her tight pussy. He felt his cock bottoming out inside her and knew he was hurting her. He had to keep his hand firmly pressed against her mouth to keep her from waking Laura. He felt his climax building and groaned, his breath coming in strained, ragged gasps. Then with a wonderful, mind-bending flood of warmth, he came again. "Oh shit, man! I'm cumming again!", he moaned happily. Heather felt his ejaculate shooting into her pussy. For several seconds she felt his throbbing cock spewing hot cum as his thrusting was reduced to quick, jerky movements. It was welcome relief from the hard, painful pounding he'd been delivering. She decided she really liked this part. Too soon, it seemed, it was over and he practically collapsed on top of her, panting, with his shrinking penis still inside her vagina. But he released his grip on her legs and she was able to lower them somewhat. Only when his breathing returned to normal did he sit up. His penis came out of her with a plopping sound, and for a moment he looked down at her nakedness. "You are one hot little piece of ass, Sis," he grinned. Heather smiled back shyly. Thomas got up and retrieved his pajama bottoms and slipped them on, then returned to her bed. "I guess I'd better let you loose," he whispered, motioning for her to roll over. When she was on her stomach he untied the last tie he made and stopped. The pillow was still under her and this time it was her pretty round bottom that was raised. "You have a real nice butt Heather, did you know that?", he asked softly as he fondled her cheeks. Heather giggled in reply. She liked the way his hands felt caressing her bottom. She turned her head quickly at him however when he put a finger on her anus and pressed it in. He grinned at her while he finger-fucked her asshole. She soon relaxed and found it not at all unpleasant. "Some day soon I'm going to give you a real treat back here!" he snickered. Heather understood what he meant. She was staring at him wide-eyed. She nodded. After all, she had no choice in the matter! While she contemplated this and enjoyed the finger-fuck, she tried to imagine what his cock in her ass was going to feel like and decided she probably wasn't going to like it. Her thoughts were interrupted as he stopped and stood up. "I'm going to leave now. You should be able to get yourself the rest of the way loose by yourself!" Heather watched in stunned silence as he disappeared from her room. She worked frantically at loosening her bonds. If she couldn't get loose...! She was nearly in tears when she finally freed herself. And she knew her young life had changed in ways she as yet did not fully comprehend. ...................................................... End Chapter One -- Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!! www.mrdouble.com Be There.....