Smelly Kelly Pt 1

A tween starts molesting her little sister, then has a talk to make sure she doesn’t tell anyone.

I never even thought about doing anything homo with another girl, until I saw up my little sister’s dress. We’re born 5 years apart, with a couple brother in the middle, but at the time she was six, and I was eleven. She was so ignorant, that she couldn’t even tie her own shoelaces, but one day, she sat down on the steps, and when I looked up, I could see right between her legs.

“What happened to your underwear?” I asked, just as soon as I saw her fat little crease, spread wide open with her knees. Of course, I’d seen her naked before. Hell, I used to change her diapers, but she out-grew that.

She told me they’re all dirty, and sweaty, from being hot, but my face was already warmed up, from seeing it so close. Right in front of my nose, and I couldn’t smell it, but for some reason, right then it looked tempting, and gave me dirty thoughts.

I just finished tying up her laces, and said “Come on.” She stood up, and hopped down, but even though the hem hung down almost to her knees, I couldn’t get the image out of my head, and I remembered what she said about them being hot, and sweaty. I was starting to feel a little hot, and sweaty down there too.

It didn’t help that I wore pants, undies, and I even had a little hair starting to grow in them, but the dirty thoughts didn’t go away. Before that, I mostly thought about Aaron Herladsen, playing with myself in bed. Trying to keep quiet, and not moan, or grunt too loud with her falling asleep in the same room, but a different bed.

He just started growing his hair out, so his bangs almost covered his blue eyes, and the sides curled out to catch the sun like a halo. Ever since I ran into him at school, and he looked down, with his hair shining, and looking like an angel. Rubbing my head where I bumped into his hard chest, and mumbling something about being “Sorry.”

His voice cracked when he said he didn’t see me down there, but now her little hand was sweaty in mine, and I was so horny, walking her to the park. So then, I started encouraging her to climb up the slide, so I could follow her, and peek up her dress like a pervert. Seeing her round little tush, and the fat crease peaking out around one leg, while she put the other one up to climb the ladder.

Then, she held the back of her dress down, to sit on the slide. She slid off, and said “Ooch!” Grabbing the sides, and picking up her bare butt from the hot metal, so the dress hung down again, she crab-crawled the rest of the way down, and I looked around to see if anyone was watching.

Suspiciously, my friend Carlie got busted stealing once, because she kept looking around to see if anyone was watching. Up on her tippy toes to peek over the top of the candy aisle, and sticking a snickers in her purse, that’s how she got busted, and I almost got in trouble too for letting her. They let me go with a warning though, but now I was looking at my little sister, and thinking up ways to molest her, and get away with it.

So, then I helped her up the slide again. She didn’t want to go, and said she’d burn her butt again, but I told her I had an idea. Even while I was copping feels up her legs, and trying to touch in between them with my fingers, but I couldn’t really see what I was doing, and her legs kept moving until we got to the top.

I sat down, and pulled her into my lap. Saying “Hold on tight,” and tucking the thin yellow cotton between her legs. So it didn’t blow up when we slid down, of course. Not because I was trying to see if the touches would get her in the mood, or not.

Of course not, she was barely even six, and hadn’t started losing her baby teeth yet. Let alone that soft pudgy body, puffy pussy lips, and smooth skin that felt like it didn’t have a pore, or hair in it.

“Weeeee!” We stopped at the bottom of the slide, and she tried to pull my hands out from between her legs, but instead, I picked her up by the crotch. Thinking that if anything, grabbing her little baby cunt like that harder would make her feel something, right?

Now, I was really molesting her, and loving it, but I finally threw her over my shoulders, to carry her like that. My hair got in the way, and she giggled. “That tickles!” when I pulled it out, but of course her dress bunched up along with it. So, her bare little twat was right on the back of my neck, and I put a little bounce in every step to make her hump it.

“Still hot and sweaty between your legs?” I asked, as soon as there was nobody else around to hear it. Oh yeah, and one of the neighborhood moms was walking her kids, and pushing her stroller across the field, but I carried Kelly the other way. Off to the woods, and I don’t know if she nodded, or shook her head, but I felt her shake.

She didn’t say uh huh, or uh uh, but either way, I only asked her to make her think about the stimulation she was getting, between the legs. I knew that wasn’t sweat starting to leak out, and soak into my crotch, but I said “I need to go to the bathroom,” and set her down. Mostly just for an excuse to get my pants down, and my fingers in there.

“Huh, oh!” I moaned real loud, I couldn’t help it, but with her right there, wide awake, and watching me, I didn’t hold back. She turned her head, sideways, and her eyes followed my fingers.

“Are you okay?” She asked, and looked up at me, so concerned, and worried, I could see it on her face. “You’re supposed to pee first, then wipe it.”

“Hhahuh!” I laughed, “Well, it was a false alarm anyway, but you know what you can do, when you get hot, and sweaty under here?” I pulled her skirt up, and touched her again. “Yeah, you’re really getting hot, and wet, huh?”

She pulled her dress up, to look down, but I didn’t move my hand. She shook her head, “No, what?”

“This feel good?” I kept rubbing her, slower than I was rubbing myself while she watched, and I slowed down to enjoy touching her, and playing with myself at the same time.

“It feels funny, but it doesn’t tickle.” She shook her head.

“You like it?”

“I’m not supposed to let you, or anyone touch me like that.” She backed up, and squeezed her hands between her legs. Through her dress, but her face was red hot, so I knew that I finally managed to turn her on.

“It’s okay, I won’t tell anyone, and besides, they didn’t mean me. When mom told you that?”

She nodded, then shook her head. “Mommy, and daddy, and teacher, and the police lady when she came to school, and taught us about stranger danger.” She nodded again.

“Yeah, see? They mean strangers, and I’m not a stranger, I’m your sister!” There went the mood, though, and now I felt guilty. i just molested my sister, and now here I was lying to her, so she wouldn’t tell. “Oh yeah, and did they tell you to tell an adult, or somebody you trust?” She kept nodding, “Well, you can trust me, right?”

“You’re my sister!” She hugged me, all a sudden, and I thought about feeling down to her butt again, but then I thought better of it. She didn’t see my dirty little grin, though. “You touched me in my cunny, and that made me feel funny.” She singsonged, and giggled. “But not uncommfterbull.” She let go, and stepped back.

“Yeah, they said only if it makes you feel uncomfortable, right? It’s only bad if you don’t feel comfortable, and you don’t trust me, because I’m a stranger.”

“You’re not a stranger, goof.” She pushed my shoulder. “You’re my sister.”

“Yeah, I know. Come on.” I held her hand again. “Lets take you home, we need a bath. You want to take a bath together, with me, like we used to?”

“With Bubbles!?”

A long story short, that’s how I started molesting my little sister, Kelly.

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