Humping Teddies Incest Journey PART 1

This is a story inspired by my own truth. How I discovered my own body at a very young age and fell in love with my brother.

( Disclaimer. Involves minors. A lot of what happens in this story is true and happened to me. I wanted to give this story a much happier ending then what really happened. Unfortunately I will never get to have the sex life of my dreams with my older brother. ) ALSO THIS STORY IS SLOW BURN AND DOESN’T GET RIGHT INTO SEX LOL. I would have posted it elsewhere but it would’ve got banned.

This story starts when I was 6 years old, watching movies with my older brother Jake. It was summer in the early 2000s, my older brother Jake was 12 years old. He was your typical tween, gelled up spikey hair and flannel shirts. Like all the other rebellious boys his age, Jake found role models in Bart Simpson and Steve-O, much to my parents disapproval. Despite Jackass being banned in our household, I was often sworn to secrecy by my brother when he’d stay up watching it on our box TV. I was also his designated cheerleader when he wanted to show off new tricks on his skateboard.

I spent a lot of my childhood being an observer to my brother’s antics’. You’d think as a little girl interested in Barbie’s and princesses, that this was a form of torture. But I was quite content watching. I adored my brother and didn’t mind being on the sidelines if it meant I could spend time with him. If that meant silently sitting at the family computer watching him play Bully and Rayman for hours at a time, then I did it!

But Jake wasn’t selfish. Despite our significant age difference, he adored me just the same and cared for me like any older brother would! I was his little companion Fifi, or “Fi” as he liked to call me. In return for keeping his secrets and cheering on his tricks, he never complained when I asked him to play Barbies with me or watch The Little Mermaid for the 100th time. Most boys his age would scof at the idea of watching kids shows and colouring in all Saturday with their little sister, when they could be at the skatepark. But Jake often gave up his Saturdays to keep me company. He even read me bedtime stories and brushed my hair when my parents worked late. He looked after me without any hesitation or nagging from our parents. We were like two peas in a pod.

This particular summer was a hot one and Jake and I had transformed the “Kids room” into our hideout. My dolls, dress-ups and toys were packed away into the toy box to make room for our fort. Kitchen chairs and bedsheets made the perfect cubby. Decked out with multiple stand up fans and bean bags, it kept the warm air out and was a great spot to lay about all day and watch movies. We had one of those portable DVD players, and a collection of our favourite films. I was more than excited to spend my entire summer without parental control, cooped up with my older brother.

Our parents were hard workers. Whilst this meant we reaped the benefits of a wealthy household, it also meant we spent a lot of time alone. Our parents were often out late and took regular business trips. Even as a six year old I knew my parents weren’t as involved as most. I didn’t know at the time but I was an accident.

They had felt pressured into having kids and thus Jake was born.They thought it was what they were meant to do as a married couple nearing their 30’s. But after my brother was born they decided one was enough. As much as they loved my brother, they knew they could only offer so much. Their business was their life, their passion. So falling pregnant with me was unplanned to say the least.

After my birth my father took a break from the business to look after me. My mother suffered significantly from postpartum depression and abused medication. Work was her coping mechanism. My earliest memories are with my dad and my brother. Jake was 7 when I was born, and even still says it was the happiest day of his life.

My dad also worked a lot but he was home more often than my mother. Whilst they paid for babysitters and help, it wasn’t uncommon for them to leave us alone all day once my brother turned 12. We were fortunate to have a grandparent who lived a few houses down the street so we were never truly alone. My grandmother made up for the time lost with my mother. But ultimately, Jake was my rock, and the most notably nurturing figure in my life.

This summer was the first in which we connected in ways a brother and sister never should.

“Look Fi, our cubby is all set up!” exclaimed Jake, tugging on my little hand as he hunched under the bedsheets.

“We did such a good job!” I squealed, “all it needs is PLUSHIES” I said, my excitement spread across my face in an uncontainable smile.

“Why don’t you go get them then? I’ll get a movie ready” said Jake, throwing his body onto a beanbag and grabbing the DVD player. I took a moment to look at him before I raced off to my room. He was shirtless and in his boxers. It was the start of summer and we were in the privacy of our home, so nothing unusual. But for some reason, on this particular day, something about it made my tummy feel funny. His teenage body looked so grown-up to me.

I couldn’t stop thinking about it as I rushed to my room, but I soon shook it from my mind when I entered my pink filled bedroom. I was now faced with the very important decision of deciding which plushies to bring into the fort with me.

I had a lot of plushies. They are soft and squishy, and great companions. I couldn’t sleep without them, and I had recently discovered something else new and exciting about them. They felt amazing when you rubbed your private parts against them!

An accidental discovery, a week prior I had been hanging out with my brother in his room when I saw a magazine under his bed. Whilst he wasn’t paying attention I took the opportunity to sneakily take a peak. Oh what a revelation! Perhaps this is the exact moment my impressionable little six year old mind was exposed to my deepest, innermost desires. I had no idea what I was looking at, I’d never seen anything so pornographic! I was an innocent little girl, at most, I’d only seen other kids my age nude or on the rare occasional something inappropriate on TV or in my brother’s video games. All of which usually resulted in my brother’s hands covering my eyes or ears anyway. So this was a shock. I froze.

Naked women and exposed cock covered every page. Girls sucking on huge, hardened dicks. Bare breasts glistening with oil, their pink nipples poking out like pins. Men hovering over girls with their cocks pushed deep into pussies. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! My parents had always told me these areas were private! So why were all these people in my brother’s magazine flaunting them and touching each other’s genitals? I felt sick and embarrassed. Was this sex? I thought sex was just naked hugging. But sex was for adults and my brother wasn’t an adult yet was he? So why did he have this magazine? Somehow I knew not to say anything. So I slid the magazine back under the bed and stayed as quiet as possible.

But the sudden shock was overwhelming and I felt my stomach twisting and my eyes welling up. Without saying a word I had raced to my bedroom. It was a few days later I finally managed to think about what I’d seen without crying.

Why was it when I thought about that magazine my stomach filled with butterflies and my cheeks blushed red? I walked over to my mirror and looked at my reflection. I had long straight hair that reached past my shoulders, mousey brown like my mothers. I was wearing a Winnie the Pooh nightie and pink panties. I pulled up my clothes and observed my underdeveloped breasts. I was a small child, I looked nothing like those girls in the magazine. I wondered how old I’d be when my breasts would start to swell like theirs. I fondled my nipples, sending a tingling sensation throughout my body. Embarrassed, I pulled my hands away and let my clothes fall back down over my body.

That night I couldn’t stop thinking about what I’d seen in the magazine. It was making me feel something I’d never felt before. Instinctively I felt my hips start to thrust forwards. I wondered how those girls felt all naked and exposed like that. I wondered what a grown mans cock felt like in their mouths. My princess parts felt hot and needy. I hugged at my teddy and grinded my hips. It felt good.

Often when playing imaginary games I’d appoint my favourite plushie ‘Teddy’ as my romantic interest. When I imagined myself as a princess, Teddy was my prince. I’d kissed his furry lips many times. So I thought to myself, if I love Teddy, can’t I have sex with Teddy? It didn’t take long for my mind to justify. I quickly and desperately pushed teddy down past my hips against my mound and felt a rush of pleasure overcome my little slender body. My hips grinded against teddy smothering him with my tiny pussy. I shook, overwhelmed by this new feeling in my privates. My kitty throbbed with pleasure and I felt myself tense and shake multiple times, unknowingly experiencing my first ever orgasms. Once I was done Teddy’s fluffy body was sticky and matted with my girl cum. I humped my prepubescent body against Teddy every night that followed. It had become my favourite part of the day.

Now a week later, I still hadn’t told anybody about what I’d saw. It was mine and Teddy’s secret. So standing in front of my plushies, I excitedly thought about bringing Teddy to the fort. Jake had planned on us camping out in the fort all night and I couldn’t bare the thought of missing out on a night of humping fun! Maybe this was my chance to admit to Jake about seeing his magazine? Maybe Jake knew things about sex I didn’t. Does he make love to his teddies too? These were questions that ran through my childish mind. I grabbed Teddy and a few of my other plushies and raced back to Jake.

“What took you so long?” he asked.

“N-Nothing, I was just picking my favorites” I replied shyly as I entered the fort and crawled over to him. “What movie are we watching first?”

“Shark Tale” exclaimed Jake loading it up and pulling me close to him.

It wasn’t unusual for us to cuddle. There was nothing odd about a 12 year old boy cuddling his baby sister, so why did it feel different? I snuggled into his naked chest. The cool breeze from the fan blew against our skin. His body was hot and clamy and his hands felt warm and comforting. Ever since seeing that magazine, I found myself noticing things I had never noticed before. Was that bump in Jake’s boxers his dick? It didn’t seem long and pointy like in the magazine. Why did feeling Jake’s skin against mine make my nipples tingle? Jake’s body seemed different…could it be his body seemed sexy?

Before I knew it we were half way through the movie and I had barely paid any attention. My princess parts were getting all hot again. I needed to hump my teddy! I couldn’t take it any longer.

“Jake, please pause. I have to tell you something” I blurted out.

Confused Jake paused the film and adjusted himself so we were looking at each other.

“Uh-Uh-Um…” Suddenly I felt incredibly shy. Not only that but I didn’t have the vocabulary to explain myself. “Well uhh…I seen something in your room. With naked ladies and men,” As I spoke Jake’s face turned beet red, “and um, it’s okay I won’t tell mum and dad. But um, so I think that’s a magazine about sex and I have been feeling weird in my private parts…” my words were jumbled and made little sense. But understandably I had no idea how to describe what I was experiencing. Girls my age weren’t supposed to feel these things.

Jake looked like he’d just seen a ghost. He had barely taken in anything I’d said. “Oh, Fi, I’m sorry. Shit-Oops. I mean darnit. I’m sorry, that’s just a silly magazine. It’s for older boys and adults only. I never meant for you to see that. I’m so sorry, are you okay?” he asked hugging me into him.

Feeling more comfortable in his arms I decided to open up some more, “I’m okay. I like it. I’m big enough now. I even have sex with my Teddy.”

Jake was shocked. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He pulled away from me and looked at me concerned.

I got up and picked up Teddy, placing him on one of the beanbags. “See, watch this” I said and took off my clothes, Jake watched silently. I laid on the bean bag naked on my tummy and positioned my already wet pussy onto Teddy. Without hesitation I started desperately humping. Knowing my sexy big brother was watching turned me on even more and I started to moan and whimper.

Jake’s eyes were locked on my body. He was very quiet, not saying a word but watching intently as his baby sister lay a few feet across from him humping her teddy like a little nymphomaniac. His hands were at his side’s, but his cock had grown more visible in his boxers.

“Ohhhh, ooOoo, Teddyyyy” I moaned as his soft but firm texture rubbed against my naked pussy. The entire surface area of my pussy was being pleasured by the sensation. I could barely contain myself. I humped my little body fast and urgently. What a slut! Every inch of me tingled. I orgasmed all over my poor abused Teddy until by body went limp from exhaustion. I breathed heavily against the bean bag and took a break from humping.

My brother sat there watching the entire time, never saying a word. Why wasn’t he saying anything? Why didn’t he just get up and stop his little sister? He could tell her it’s inappropriate, and explain that what’s she’s doing is private, that’d be the responsible thing to do. But he didn’t. Instead after some time of his cock growing harder and harder against his boxers, he reached down and pulled out his cock. Although he was still going through puberty, already at 12 he was decently sized.

“ooOoo aaaaa” I groaned as I watched Jake whip out his cock and start stroking it. “Your willy looks so nice big brother”

Seeing Jake stroke his cock was entirely new to me. I’d never seen a man, let alone my own brother pleasuring himself. His magazine didn’t show this part. Whatever he was doing looked incredible and filled my tummy with butterflies! I continued to orgasm over and over again as my brother and I mutually masturbated. It must’ve continued this way for an hour before I finally passed out. Falling asleep on the bean bag, my body sweaty and weak.

Jake had edged himself continuously as he watched me experiencing adult pleasure. He wanted to savour every moment. His beautiful baby sister had looked at his dirty porno magazine and look what it had done to her!! She had turned into a horny little monster! He couldn’t believe his eyes. Suddenly the naked view of my body made him feel the same way the girls in the magazine did. He’d seen his sister naked before but not like this. He knew it was wrong. Every muscle in his body felt tense. He was filled with shame. But he couldn’t help himself! She looks so delightful spread out on the beanbag like that. Her little hips grinding against her teddy. Her butt looked so cute. Her hair falling across her face and OHMYGOD HER MOANS. What a twisted sight. His cock throbbed like never before. He couldn’t believe how hard he was. Nothing had ever turned him on this much before. He wanted to be under her so badly but he knew he mustn’t. He loved his sister more than anything and he’d never hurt her. Instead he enjoyed the view and stroked himself to the thought of devouring his sweet sister’s pussy.

Eventually her whimpering became dulled and she collapsed onto her back, puffing and panting. Her flat kiddy tits on full display. How beautiful, Jake thought. He pumped his cock a few last times before cumming all over his chest. Fifi fell asleep not long after.

Jake sat there, his forehead damp with sweat. After a brief moment of clarity, guilt rushed over his body and he felt goosebumps line his skin. What had just happened???

PART TWO COMING SOON

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