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It happened on a typical Friday night in the Levine household. The time was 11:50; Abigail—April’s 4-year-old little sister—and their parents were all sound asleep, and April had been masturbating fruitlessly for the past hour and a half.
April had been on puberty blockers since she was 12, since before her body started changing, only finally starting hormone therapy eight months ago. During those months, her skin had softened, her figure had begun to fill out (including, to her considerable excitement, two budding mounds on her chest)—and, just over two months ago, her libido had abruptly and without warning gone through the roof. Suddenly she was getting erections left and right, an embarrassing prospect when one wears a skirt and panties, impacting her confidence and making her less comfortable going out in public. Just the brush of April’s clothing against her sensitive nipples was enough to send shivers of pleasure down her body to her crotch, to say nothing of the sensitivity of her glans. It wasn’t uncommon, when she tucked her throbbing seven-inch erection under the waistband of her skirt to hide it in public, for April to be brought halfway to orgasm by the movement of cloth against her bare cockhead, smearing precum against the soft skin of her abdomen and the inside of her clothing.
April had also, to her dismay, found out she was a pedophile. As an anime fan, she’d discovered hentai shortly after her libido picked up, and it wasn’t long before she inevitably came across loli porn on the sites she visited. At first she did her best to avoid it, but it wasn’t long before she guiltily admitted to herself that the drawings of children being fucked, raped, and covered in cum got her cock up like nothing else.
But it wasn’t just drawings she enjoyed. April, in a turn of events that both horrified and excited her, had found her eyes wandering to Abigail. Abby had turned four only two months before April’s sexual awakening, and April, despite her best efforts, couldn’t deny the way her little sister made her dick hard. She fantasized about rubbing her cock and balls over the smooth skin of her sister, still plump with baby fat, and shooting ropes of hot cum over Abby’s face and chest. She fantasized about training her little pink pussy until it could fit April’s full seven inches, then mercilessly fucking the four-year-old’s wet, tight hole until it was full to the brim with April’s semen. She fantasized about bending Abigail over the kitchen table and sandwiching her cock between her underage cheeks before slipping into the pink starburst of her asshole, the little girl whimpering and moaning and (sometimes, in April’s darker fantasies) crying and begging her to stop as April’s balls slapped against her bare pussy, still dripping cum from when April fucked her earlier.
April had sworn over and over to herself that she wouldn’t do anything to hurt her little sister, that the very idea made her sick, but she knew in the depths of her mind that she found these scenarios almost unbearably hot, and that knowledge scared her. She would catch herself staring at Abigail’s cheeks during breakfast, cock straining against her panties as she wondered how they would feel rubbing against her glans. She couldn’t stop herself from sneaking glimpses up Abby’s skirt when she’d sit cross-legged on the couch, heat thrumming through her body as she admired the pale flesh of her sister’s thighs and the barely-visible cameltoe in her panties, dreaming of pushing her length under the thin cloth and rubbing her shaft up and down against Abigail’s four-year-old slit. It was usually April’s job to put Abby to bed and wake her up, and seeing her naked little body when helping her get dressed was enough to send April straight to her room to stroke her throbbing cock to completion, shooting spurt upon spurt of thick semen onto her sheets, imagining her cum was instead coating the walls of her sister’s underdeveloped womb.
Just loli porn and heady fantasies, however, were hard-pressed to keep up with April’s insatiable lust. It had become a nightly ritual for her to jack off after the rest of her family went to sleep, but though her material never failed to bring her to the heights of arousal, it was rare that it took her over the brink of orgasm. Often she would go for two hours and only cum once, desperately jacking her hand over her precum-slick cock, twitching as her fingers ran over her throbbing glans until she finally sent fountains of cum jetting up over her chest and face after an hour of straight masturbation. She’d invariably keep going for another hour, her ache for even greater pleasure not allowing her to stop until the physical reality of muscular exhaustion forced her to. Other nights, she didn’t cum at all. It was a good workout, but left April frustrated sometimes to the point of tears.
It was with this pent-up sexual frustration that April had been masturbating for the past hour and a half. She could already feel that she wasn’t going to cum tonight if something didn’t change, and the thought was nearly intolerable to her. Her brain whirled with ideas—she could fuck her pillow, maybe, or jack off in the shower while the running water stimulated her cockhead—but nothing appealed. She drew a complete blank, and into that blank her brain inserted the one fact she always forbade herself from recognizing while masturbating: Abigail was a heavy sleeper. A really heavy sleeper. April’s parents were too, but her little sister took it to a completely different level. April often had to shake her back and forth continuously for up to a minute before she fully woke up in the morning; once, when April’s dad had burnt a side of bacon one Saturday morning, Abby had slept through the smoke alarm blaring shrilly above her bed.
Desperate, April tried to push this line of thought out of her head before it reached its inevitable conclusion, slowing the pace of her hand in a last-ditch attempt to calm her libido and regain some of her reason. Her cock, however, did nothing but swell, becoming harder than it ever had before as April was forced by her feverishly horny brain to recognize the truth: she could do anything to her sister and she wouldn’t wake up. She could live out all her dirty, depraved fantasies and, as long as she was careful with cleanup, nobody would ever know. A wave of fizzing breathless heat enveloped her entire body, practically lifting her off her chair as her insatiable lust dragged her to the door of her room.
Carefully, quietly, April pushed open the door and stepped into the relative coolness of the hallway, which while a welcome change from the stuffy heat of her room did nothing to calm her raging libido. The air was cold against her cock, wet as it was with her precum and hanging over her panties where they were tucked beneath her balls, completely exposed to the dark house. A delicious sense of transgression overcame her as she stepped across the hall to her sister’s room, erection bobbing up and down with her movement, sparing a quick glance to the far end of the hall to ensure her parents’ light was off and door closed. Reassured, she tentatively (still not believing this was really happening) reached out her hand to grasp the handle of Abigail’s door, and slowly (ever-so-slowly) rotated it until the door eased open under her grip.
“Abby?” April whispered, voice trembling as she poked her head around the door. A small part of her hoped Abigail was awake so she could make some excuse and retreat without raping her little sister in her sleep. The other, larger part was so consumed with lust that she wasn’t sure she’d be able to stop even if she heard a response. “Hey, Abs?” She angled her body so her sister wouldn’t see she was naked except for her panties, wouldn’t see the seven-inch shape of her cock and balls straining outward from her crotch.
The night remained silent. Flushing, April stepped fully into Abigail’s room, revealing her near-nakedness and throbbing genitalia. It was dark except for the streetlight outside the window, which cast a slant of orange light across the sleeping form of the four-year-old. Abby was sprawled on her back, chest rising and falling peacefully under her thin nightgown, sheet pushed down around her midsection in the summer heat. April’s heart pounded as she approached the bed, her breath coming in little hitches and stutters. It registered with her that this was really happening. Her raging erection stood over the sleeping face of her little sister, lips slightly parted, gentle puffs of warm air washing over April’s shaft and causing her cock to twitch and jump with pleasure. Finally, after standing there transfixed for several minutes, a clear string of precum descended from April’s cockhead to the four-year-old’s cheek, connecting her face to the tip of April’s member in a sight that finally broke through the last of the older girl’s restraint and sent her hips thrusting directly towards the soft skin of her little sister.
The wash of ecstasy that accompanied first contact was utterly and completely indescribable. April had to keep her knees from buckling beneath her as she buried her glans in her sister’s cheek, before it slipped free and slid over Abigail’s incredibly soft, pink lips. She fucked her cock across Abigail’s face, revelling in the unearthly softness of her flesh, the tickle of her eyelashes and eyebrows against her shaft and the tip of her cock. Her movement left trails of glistening precum on the smooth, pale skin of her little sister. Gasping, she pumped her hips back and forth, rubbing her seven inches over every last patch of skin on her sister’s face, leaving it completely coated in April’s precum, which dripped continuously from her dickhole. How long she stayed like that, desperately rutting her cock into the now-slick face of her sleeping sister, April couldn’t say, but it certainly wasn’t long before she felt a familiar warmth rising up in her groin, her heavy balls tightening and spasming as she finally, mind-blowingly, climaxed.
April’s hips bucked and shuddered wildly as she came, shooting rope upon rope of thick, hot cum over her little sister. The first shots fired with such force that they missed completely and landed on the far side of Abigail’s pillow, but April quickly fumbled to direct her cock towards her little sister’s face. Her vision blurred as she jetted her semen over every inch of skin she could see, coating Abby’s forehead, cheeks, nose, lips, and even eyelids with thick streaks of cum. She came for well over thirty seconds, by far the longest and most ecstatic orgasm in April’s fifteen years of life, leaving the four-year-old’s little face completely soaked, trails of sticky white glistening in her curly brown hair. It wasn’t long before the cum began to drip down the sides of her head, pooling in the hollow ridges of her ears and trickling even further to leave spots of damp on her pillow. Finally, the immense orgasm subsided, the last couple spurts of semen landing on Abigail’s neck and collarbone, gracing her with a necklace of pearls.
“F-fuck, oh God, Abs,” April breathed raggedly. She staggered backwards, panting, cock and balls and hand all sticky with cum, and looked at what she’d done to her little sister. The younger girl’s face, once clear, now glistened wetly in the light of the streetlamp, striped with lines of her older sister’s semen. Damp spots bloomed on her pillow, either from where April missed her face or from where cum had dripped down onto it, and a trickle of the sticky white fluid flowed from her cheek and lip into the slightly-open cavity of her mouth.
Faced with this sight, April’s cock didn’t soften for even a moment. On the other hand, the haze of lust that had clouded her mind cleared a little, the desperation that had once driven her now giving way to a bone-deep relief and satisfaction. Intellectually, she knew she should feel guilty, but April was still incredibly horny and she felt only joy at having raped her four-year-old sister’s face, leaving it dripping with her cum. Her throbbing cock begged for more, but her head was clear enough now that she could afford to take her time, to enjoy Abigail’s sleeping body instead of mindlessly rubbing her crotch against it.
All hesitation abandoned, April reached down to pull off her panties, her right hand leaving a trail of cum down her hip and outer thigh as she stepped out of the only article of clothing separating her from complete nakedness. She looped the pink underwear over the nearest post of Abigail’s bedframe, hanging like a flag that lay claim to her little sister’s body, letting the world know it was for April’s use and April’s use only, made to be raped by its older sister’s penis until it was covered in cum. Somehow, this thought made April even harder, and looking down she could see the pink head of her cock pulsing up and down in time with her heartbeat.
She slowly moved her hips forward until her glans once again brushed against Abigail’s cheek, the sensation slightly different now that both April’s cockhead and Abigail’s face were covered in semen. Reaching out with both hands, April took Abby’s cum-soaked face in her hands and rubbed them over it, massaging her still-warm seed into her little sister’s skin. She shivered slightly when her fingers moved beneath her cockhead, sending little shocks of electricity down the length of her shaft.
“You belong to me,” April whispered, leaning in close to her sister’s face, breathing in the scent of her cum and loving the fact that it was coming from Abigail. She knew what she was saying was wrong, horribly so, but at the same time this horny version of herself fully meant every word she spoke as she held her sister’s face in her hands. “Your body is my fucktoy, and I’m going to use it like one.”
Saying this, April slipped the first three fingers of her right hand between her sister’s lips, pushing between her teeth to smear her semen across Abby’s soft four-year-old tongue. The only thing she could think of while exploring Abigail’s mouth with her fingers, aside from how hot it was to force her underage sister to eat her cum, was how good the slick soft heat of her tongue and the interior of her cheeks would feel against April’s cock.
Keeping her fingers in Abby’s mouth, April climbed fully onto her sister’s bed, positioning her knees on either side of her head. With her left hand, she reached between her legs and hitched up her sister’s nightgown, pulling it up around her neck before gently lowering her bare ass onto Abby’s chest, her naked ass cheeks pressing up against the smooth warm skin. She took care not to sit too heavily on her sister, feeling the rise and fall of the child’s chest beneath her and not wanting to risk waking her up by obstructing her breathing. The fifteen-year-old’s full balls rested on her little sister’s chest, and April finally removed the fingers of her right hand from Abby’s mouth—fingers now coated with both her semen and her sister’s saliva—to guide the tip of her penis across Abby’s cum-slick lips, rubbing the sensitive flesh back and forth across the opening and basking in the spasms of pleasure the sensation gave her.
Hooking her left pinky over Abigail’s bottom teeth, April gently pulled open her mouth, at the same time raising her ass from the soft flesh of her sister’s chest, which stuck to her slightly with damp sweat. She positioned herself so that she was kneeling fully over Abby’s face, her full, rock-hard seven inches pointing straight down toward the child’s now-open mouth. Shivering with desire, she had to restrain herself from immediately plunging balls-deep into her sister’s throat and fucking it as hard as she could, instead lowering her trembling cockhead until it passed between Abby’s lips and pressed up against her tongue. April’s knees came perilously close to buckling then, almost sending the full length of her cock down her little sister’s tight throat, but she managed to control herself and instead began gently rocking her hips back and forth, fucking the first two inches of her throbbing member in and out of Abigail’s sleeping mouth.
April let out a stream of breathy moans as she explored the four-year-old’s mouth with her penis, subtly adjusting the position of her hips with each thrust so that no crevice of the child’s wet, hot flesh was left untouched by her cockhead. She intended to fully claim her little sister’s mouth with her cock, thoroughly coating it with a mixture of leftover semen and the precum that still dripped continuously from her dickhole. Each stroke of her sensitive glans over the different parts of Abby’s mouth sent hot jolts of pleasure jumping through her shaft to her balls, causing her length to twitch as it slowly pistoned in and out of the little girl’s face. April swirled her cockhead around her sister’s tongue, dragged it across the firm ridges on the top of her mouth, pressed it into the velvety inner flesh of her cheeks.
Eventually, April’s pounding lust drove her to pick up her pace, bracing her arms against Abby’s bed and tightly clinging her hands to her pillow as her hips began thrusting faster, pumping her rock-hard cock in and out of her sleeping little sister’s mouth. She whimpered with pleasure, adding another layer of sexual noise to the rhythmic panting and schlicking which filled the four-year-old’s room, proclaiming her rape at the hands of her older sister. April’s face was flush with heat, and it wasn’t long before the sensation of Abby’s wet, hot tongue against her glans and shaft caused a shaky rising tightness in her balls and the base of her cock. She bucked her hips even faster, driving her throbbing member further into her sleeping little sister’s mouth with each pump of her cock, riding the rising wave of pleasure until it finally washed over her and she thrust her cockhead all the way back into the incomprehensibly soft, wet, hot flesh of the back of Abigail’s throat, a full three inches of her shaft sliding into her sister’s mouth. Slick velvety folds completely enveloped April’s glans, convulsing around its sensitive pink skin as the four-year-old coughed around the thick intruder in her throat.
The stimulation brought April, shivering in ecstasy, to the height of her climax, cock jumping in her little sister’s mouth as she jetted fountains of hot cum straight into the back of the child’s throat. The sticky, pearly white liquid instantly coated the hot flesh in which April’s cockhead was buried, the force of her continued ejaculation sending spurts of semen both farther down Abigail’s throat and back up into her mouth. The little girl was still coughing in her sleep, the back of her throat now violated by both her older sister’s penis and her continuous pumps of cum, but April couldn’t bring herself to care about the prospect of waking her up as she twitched and shuddered violently with the force of her orgasm. The four-year-old’s mouth filled with April’s hot seed as she came and came and came, encircling the three inches of her naked, throbbing cock that she’d fucked into her little sister’s mouth before finally spilling out between Abigail’s lips to join the ropes of cum already gracing her sleeping face.
April again came for nearly a minute, sending gouts of her semen into Abby and down her throat, loving the idea of filling her little tummy with her pedophile seed. About thirty seconds into her older sister’s extended ejaculation, Abigail stopped coughing and instead, incredibly, started swallowing, tight rings of muscle flexing around the head of April’s cock and gulping down the thick ropes of cum it was shooting into her little throat. April’s hips bucked and she moaned with renewed fervor, driving her twitching shaft deeper and deeper into her little sister’s throat until a full five inches of her erection stretched from Abby’s lips all the way into the narrow heat of her esophagus. April stayed in this position for a good twenty seconds longer, sending waves of cum flooding down the child’s throat and into her stomach. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of orgasm, she slowly dragged her still-erect cock out of her sister, esophageal folds stroking and stimulating her crown. Now dripping with semen and saliva, her tip slipped past Abigail’s soft lips, at which point April pushed her slick length back over the four-year-old’s face, smearing even more fluids over the sleeping child as her naked balls came to a rest just under Abby’s nose.
April stayed like this for a while longer, marvelling at the sight of her cock lying atop her little sister’s sleeping face, pushing her testicles up against Abby’s nostrils and shivering at the thought that she was unwittingly inhaling the mixed scents of April’s sweat and cum. As April sat there, knees on either side of Abby’s head and genitalia pressed into her face, an idea crossed her horny mind. Reluctantly, April lifted her cock from Abigail’s body and clambered off the bed, though not before dragging her ballsack up and down her sister’s face a few times. Putting her hands around Abby’s bare midriff, she pulled the little girl’s body down and across the sheets until she lay parallel to the headrest, head drooping back over the side of the bed and mouth ajar. Her wavy brown curls spilled over the edge of the mattress, shot through with glistening streaks of April’s cum.
Before proceeding further with her plan, April took a step back to admire her handiwork, beginning to pump her hand up and down the slick seven inches of her penis as she did so. The air of Abigail’s room was now warm and musty and smelled distinctly of sex, or at least cum, and her sister’s sleeping head glistened with April’s fluids. The orange slant of the streetlight lay across the almost-naked form of the four-year-old, covered only by a nightgown bunched up around her neck and a pair of pink-and-white striped panties that hid her little pussy. The smooth white curve of her belly and the pale flesh of her legs were still unsullied by April’s seed—she’d soon fix that, April thought to herself, stroking her shaft faster. She brought her left hand up to tease her sensitive nipple, fingers brushing over the budding mound on her chest to carefully circle the pink patch of skin before moving in to rub it directly. Her left hand was still covered in cum from when she rubbed it into Abigail’s face earlier, leaving sticky trails on her nipple and small breast as she groped them. The combined stimulation of her cock and nipple brought forth breathy moans of pleasure, joining the wet sounds of masturbation as the only noises in the otherwise silent room.
She continued like this for several minutes, eyes roving over her sister’s perfect little body, until for the first time that night April’s hands brought her to climax. She felt the telltale tightening in her balls and taint, the mounting ecstatic pressure that pooled in her groin and built and built and built until finally it shot down the length of her cock, spurting from its tip as a fountain of white. April moaned as ropes of hot, sticky cum flew from her twitching member to splatter across Abigail’s chest and belly, marking her body with pearly streaks of semen and claiming it as April’s own. Seed pooled in the hollow of her bellybutton and dripped down her sides, and as April leaned forward over the sleeping child her jets of cum streaked further across Abby’s panties and legs, sometimes falling between them or to the side to land on the sheets of the bed. April’s orgasm was shorter this time, measuring just over half a minute, but it was still enough to give the four-year-old a generous helping of sperm across the entire rest of her body.
“Shit, Abs, you look s-so good like that,” she breathed, bringing her hands to a stop. The last few spurts of cum ran over the fingers of her right hand, her left dropping from her nipple to gently tease her dickhole with the tip of her index figure, drops of semen running down her shaft and balls to fall onto the wooden floor beneath her feet. With each orgasm her head had grown steadily clearer, the hot haze of lust that consumed her thoughts drawing back and allowing her to fully recognize what she was doing. April couldn’t believe this was really happening—her depraved fantasies finally becoming a reality, defiling the sleeping body of a child with her throbbing cock. It felt unbelievably good to use Abigail to release all her pent-up sexual frustration, but the first stirrings of guilt coiled in April’s mind when she admitted to herself that she was raping her four-year-old little sister.
It wasn’t enough to stop her, however. Even after three insane orgasms, she was still at full mast, and horny enough to go through with the plan for which she’d moved Abby earlier. Her sister was lying on her back, head drooping over the edge of her mattress, mouth open wide and promising a straight shot down the child’s throat that April fully intended to make use of—she was confident based on her previous experience fucking Abby’s mouth that the little girl wouldn’t wake up even with a thick cock shoved down her esophagus. Armed with this knowledge, she approached the bed once more, bending her knees slightly to bring her rock-hard shaft level with Abby’s mouth.
The glistening ruddy pink of her cockhead contrasted with the pale white skin of the four-year-old’s face as April drew closer. She stopped for a second right before entering, admiring the sight and savoring the knowledge of what she was about to do to her little sister. Then, in one smooth motion, she pushed her hips forward, thrusting her cock past the warm dark cavity of Abigail’s mouth and sliding it deep in the narrow heat of her throat, balls hanging against the girl’s nose as she fully hilted herself inside. Abigail choked and struggled to breathe around the seven inches of throbbing cock buried in her esophagus, only serving to make April more excited as the muscles of the four-year-old’s throat flexed around her shaft, stroking it with her sister’s hot, wet flesh. April pressed her crotch as hard as she could into the child’s face, straining to force as much of her cock as possible into her personal living fucktoy, loving the feeling of having the entirety of her cock wrapped in velvety folds of slick, trembling flesh.
April stayed there for several more seconds, burying her sister’s head in her groin, before regretfully pulling out to allow the child a chance to breathe freely—she didn’t want to risk Abby waking up, or worse, suffocating on her cock. Abigail coughed in her sleep before taking several heaving breaths, April waiting to shove her length back into the tight hole where it belonged until her sister’s breathing evened out again. Once it did, she placed both her hands around Abby’s neck and the back of her head, positioning the four-year-old to better take her cock before once more sliding her sensitive member into the little girl’s throat. This time, however, she didn’t stop, wildly swinging her hips back and forth as she fucked her full seven inches in and out of her sister’s sleeping face. She never pulled her glans farther out than the back of Abby’s throat, keeping it fully buried in her sister’s hot flesh at all times, completely coating her cock with the warm saliva that now began to dribble out of Abby’s mouth, running down both her face and April’s swaying testicles.
Wet slapping sounds filled the room, joining the muffled noise of Abigail choking on her older sister’s cock, as April’s hips and balls smacked repeatedly against the little girl’s face, still covered in cum from April’s earlier ejaculations. Her bare nutsack swung back and forth in the air of her little sister’s room, hitting Abby’s little nose with each balls-deep thrust of her cock. The child’s throat strained against the thickness of April’s member, a visible bulge travelling up and down the pale skin of her neck, marking the repeated invasion of her older sister’s cockhead deep into her body. April could feel the movement of her shaft in Abigail’s throat under her thumbs, hands wrapped as they were around her sister’s neck, and the sight and sensation sent her hips thrusting even faster. It almost felt like she was fucking a fleshlight—not that April knew what that felt like, having been too embarrassed to order one on the off chance her parents found it—but she imagined the sensation she was currently feeling was far better than any sex toy money could buy. April had before her a living, breathing fleshlight, her four-year-old sister’s throat reduced to a hole solely for April’s pleasure.
The thought sent waves of heat and pleasure rolling through April’s body as she continued mercilessly raping the little girl, uncaring of the gasping coughing and choking sounds that Abigail was making as her esophagus was filled with April’s shaft. She kept thrusting her hips into her younger sister for over a full minute longer, cock depriving her of air, before the familiar crescendo of orgasm once again overtook her. Shaky squeaks of ecstasy slipped between April’s lips as she slammed her length as deep as she possibly could into her little cocksleeve, semen gushing from her dickhole straight into the child’s stomach. Her shaft pulsed against the tight walls of Abby’s throat, balls twitching against her nose as April whimpered and shuddered and ejaculated thick spurts of hot sticky cum deep into the four-year-old’s innards. After about ten seconds of this, she pulled back her hips, cockhead popping free from her sister’s convulsing throat for the first time in over a minute, pressing it against the young girl’s tongue as she continued to cum. Abigail, airway finally free from her pedophile older sister’s length, began to cough and heave violently in her sleep, desperately gasping for the oxygen she’d been denied for the past minute and a half. The quick rushes of air pushed back against the streams of seed April was still jetting into her mouth, sending sprays of cum out of her mouth to splatter against April’s crotch, legs, and the floor beneath her.
April came for nearly twenty more seconds after repositioning her cock, close to half a minute in total—less than any of her orgasms so far, as they’d been getting shorter the more of her libido she expended, but still enough to leave streams of pearly liquid running down the inside of April’s smooth thighs to join the sticky pool of cum growing on the floor. April almost wished Abigail were awake so she could force her little sister to clean it up with her mouth, licking her older sister’s cum off the floor before trailing her perfect little tongue up April’s thighs to suckle on her hairless balls, but at the same time flinched guiltily away from the idea. Raping Abby while she was awake was strictly and completely off-limits, and April firmly ignored the slight thrill that accompanied the thought. Her little sister’s sleeping body was already far beyond the boundaries of what she should have considered acceptable, and even limp and unresponsive it had proven amazing at milking her penis.
Abigail, on her part, had calmed considerably from the heaving coughs that had previously wracked her little body, breathing now mostly regular aside from the occasional slight hitch. Her face was pink under the glistening streaks of cum and saliva that coated it, and in a sight which paradoxically had both April’s heart clench with guilt and her cock throb with arousal, twin streams of tears flowed from the corners of Abby’s eyes until they disappeared into her hairline. April tentatively pressed the tip of her still-hard cock against the drying channels, wiping them away with her glans and leaving trails of semen in their place. Even now, after her fourth orgasm, lust still partially hazed April’s perception, and she sensed her weighty balls still had a couple ejaculations’ worth of cum in them. Her mind was clear enough that she was unwilling to subject Abby to another brutal throatfuck after seeing how clearly her sister was suffering, even if in her sleep, but there were other ways she could use the little girl’s body to pleasure her cock.
In one of April’s persistent fantasies involving her sister, she would stand behind her in public and discreetly thrust her penis into the four-year-old’s armpit, guiding it up through the short sleeve of Abby’s shirt and rubbing her balls and shaft into the smooth, warm skin. She decided to partially recreate this now, first repositioning the little girl so she was again lying fully on the bed before throwing one leg over the cum-coated bulge of Abigail’s belly. Taking hold of her warm member with her left hand, she guided it towards the crevice between Abby’s arm and her side, well-lubricated cockhead pushing between the two with ease. April sandwiched the entire length of her shaft between the two planes of soft skin, the seven inches stretching from the crook of Abigail’s elbow (where April’s balls now rested) all the way up to the hollow of her armpit, originally moist with sweat and now slick with the cum and saliva April’s glans pressed into it.
Unlike when she’d raped her little sister’s throat, April didn’t waste time taking it slow, immediately starting to thrust her hips at a decent rate. The back-and-forth movement shook Abby’s body, especially when the head of April’s cock rammed into her armpit before dragging back along her inner arm and side, thoroughly coating them in leftover semen. April’s balls, though not in the crevice itself, dragged along the sleeping child’s arm and belly, following the movement of April’s shaft as it violated yet another part of her sister’s body. Abigail was still a little plump with baby fat, something that served to stimulate her older sister’s cock even further as she fucked her armpit and Abby’s pale underage flesh conformed to her shape and enveloped it in soft, warm bliss.
Every time my cock touches you, more of you belongs to me, April thought as she continued to rape her little sister. In her current, lust-drunk state, April couldn’t imagine Abigail ever belonging to someone else—this perfect, soft, tight little body was made to be fucked by her cock and her cock alone. The feeling of being completely naked in the four-year-old’s room, rubbing her bare, cum-slick penis into Abby’s armpit, left April’s heart pounding hard enough to make her dizzy. She picked up her pace even more, pressing Abigail’s arm tight against the side of her cock and enveloping it in the smooth skin she’d fantasized about for weeks. Her penis twitched with pleasure each time her sensitive cockhead fucked into the hollow of her little sister’s armpit, the tip of her glans kissing the deepest part of the warm crevice, balls and shaft sliding against Abby’s arm and side as she thrust her hips back and forth.
April rubbed her cock and balls into the four-year-old’s body faster and faster as her pleasure rose, balls rising and tightening as they prepared to deliver yet another load of cum onto the little girl. Abby’s sleeping body jerked up and down on the bed from the force of her older sister’s movement, penis slamming into her armpit faster and faster until, finally, April came. Trembling, she pressed her cockhead deep into her sister’s skin, spouting stream upon stream of sticky white semen into the warm flesh enveloping it. The crevice was instantly flooded with her cum, enveloping her cockhead and shaft and completely coating Abby’s side with seed, dripping and sliding down to soak into the sheets of the bed. The force of April’s ejaculation was such that little spurts of cum flew up and onto her sister’s arm, shoulder, and torso, joining the streaks of semen from where April had masturbated earlier. She ejaculated for close to twenty seconds, cock twitching and endlessly pumping her cum into Abigail’s little armpit, leaving a wet, sticky puddle on the mattress below.
Once her orgasm subsided, April withdrew her cock from between her sister’s arm and chest, ropes of semen dripping from her still-hard shaft to splatter across the sleeping four-year-old. At this point she was feeling slightly shaky with fatigue, and even more guilty than she had before, but she couldn’t stop as long as she had cum left in her balls. She shifted her weight onto the leg lying over Abby’s belly, pulling herself back onto the bed again and straddling the little girl, left knee sinking into the warm puddle of semen Abigail had freshly milked from her penis. April’s thighs, ass, and balls were all in full contact with the cum-slick skin of her sister, and she gently thrust her hips back and forth, rubbing her seed around Abby’s body and thoroughly wetting her own skin at the same time. With her right hand, she pressed her shaft down to stroke against Abby’s chest, teasing her cockhead with her left and guiding it to rub against her sleeping sister’s little pink nipples. Of course Abigail was far too young to develop any sort of breasts, but if April was being honest with herself, the smooth flat chests of children turned her on far more than any adult could (though she was still very pleased with the growth of her own chest).
With the constant stimulation of April’s cockhead rubbing against them, Abigail’s tiny pink nipples began to harden, pleasuring her older sister’s glans as it fucked lightly into her chest. The little nubs were thoroughly coated with precum and the leftover semen on April’s penis as she pushed her dickhole over them. April’s cock was still sensitive so soon after cumming, so it only took a few minutes of stroking it against her hands and little sister’s chest before she again felt a telltale tightening in her balls, speeding up the motion of her hips until she was at last brought over the brink of orgasm. Her shaft jumped against the four-year-old’s skin as she shot even more of her hot cum over the sleeping girl, flying up to coat her collarbone, bunched-up nightgown, and the underside of her chin. As April’s ejaculation petered out, covering Abigail’s underage nipples with a fresh layer of semen, she shimmied her way up her little sister’s body and back into the position she’d been in when she first raped the four-year-old’s mouth.
This time, however, instead of thrusting her cock into Abby’s face, she dragged her balls up and over the little girl’s cum-soaked chin until they were resting on her soft, pink lips. Looking down and seeing her cock and balls pressed into her younger sister’s face caused a guilty lump to form in April’s throat, even less overcome with her libido now that she’d cum again. Still, she was horny enough to go for one last ejaculation, and that horniness drove her to once again pull open Abigail’s mouth.
“Sorry, Abs,” she said under her breath, even as she lowered her wet balls to rest against the four-year-old’s soft little tongue. Her taint came down to press into her little sister’s chin, and she began running her right hand up and down her seven-inch erection. April started gyrating her hips slightly, moving her nutsack around in Abigail’s mouth and rubbing the soft, sensitive skin of her taint into the girl’s face. She loved the feeling of her little sister’s tongue stroking her full balls, pumping her cock faster and pressing more of her weight into Abby’s head as her pleasure rose, warm jolts of electricity crawling up from her testicles throughout her groin. A long sigh of pleasure slipped between April’s lips as she continued to jerk herself off with the assistance of Abby’s mouth. She stayed like this for several minutes, enveloping her balls in the four-year-old’s mouth as she stroked her penis, before her orgasm rose up to wash through her body in a wave of ecstasy. Her cock trembled in her hand, pumping out streams of cum which flew over her little sister’s head to paint the headboard of the bed, splatters of white dripping down the dark wood. As her ejaculation weakened, April’s semen fell first in lines across Abigail’s pillow and then into the young girl’s hair, wetting the brown curls with more of the sticky liquid.
A fuzzy warmth permeated April’s entire body, fatigue and a bone-deep satisfaction settling into her limbs as her cock finally began to soften. She lifted her balls and taint from her little sister’s face, strings of cum and saliva connecting the girls’ bodies as April lifted her bare legs back over Abigail’s body to stand up and off the bed. The four-year-old was well and truly coated in her older sister’s semen—her nearly-naked body glistened in the light of the streetlamp, nearly every inch of her upper body slick with sticky seed. Parts of her nightgown and panties sported dark stains from where April’s cum had soaked into them, and Abigail’s hair was shot through with streaks of the pearly white liquid. Despite all this, the little girl slept soundly, completely unaware her older sister had just raped her.
Looking at her cum-covered younger sister, it was as if a switch suddenly flipped inside April’s chest—the warmth she had been feeling abruptly left her, an almost overpowering sense of shame and guilt rising up into the cold empty space it left behind. Her libido satisfied, her rational mind had finally taken back the wheel, and it was rightfully horrified at what she had done. April had sexually assaulted Abigail, using her four-year-old body as nothing more than a tool to pleasure her cock, and now that the abuse was over she felt awful about it, standing naked with hunched shoulders in a room that smelled of her semen.
“Jesus, Abby, I am so sorry,” she whispered, voice trembling. “I’ll get you cleaned up, I promise.”
April was as good as her word, making a quick trip to the bathroom to grab a washcloth with which she could clean up herself and her sister. The sheer quantity of cum April had released on the four-year-old ended up requiring three washcloths to fully wipe up, with a fourth used to clean April’s body and get rid of the various puddles and splatters of semen that hadn’t ended up on Abigail. There were still many damp patches on the sheets and Abby’s few articles of clothing, but there wasn’t much April could do about that beyond hope they dried by morning.
April tucked her little sister’s nightgown back over her nearly-nude body and pulled her sheets back up over her, doing her best to ensure there would be no evidence of her nighttime visit by the time Abigail was supposed to wake up. On her way out of Abby’s room, April caught a flash of pink in the corner of her eye—her panties, still hanging from one of the posts at the head of the young girl’s bed. Heart pounding, she hurried back to collect them. That could have been very bad.
She wasted no time in returning to her own bedroom, softly closing Abigail’s door behind her and tiptoeing naked across the dark hallway. Once there, she flipped off the lights and flung herself into bed, thoroughly exhausted after cumming seven times with her little sister. A heavy lump of guilt settled in April’s chest, and she felt very small and alone, disgusted with herself for lacking the self-control to do something so basic as not rape a four-year-old. Her memories replayed themselves mercilessly in her mind. She really had, in her lust-drunk state, viewed her little sister as nothing more than a fucktoy, a tool for her pleasure. She remembered brutally throatfucking the child, choking her with her cock, and how clearly it had caused Abigail to suffer, the young girl’s chest heaving and tears running down her face as her mouth and throat were filled with her older sister’s cum. It was a small mercy she hadn’t fucked Abby’s pussy or ass; she’d been so excited that just her little sister’s skin and throat had been enough to empty her balls.
By far the worst thing about the situation, beyond what April had actually done, was that some tiny part of herself still derived pleasure from those memories—no matter how terrible she felt about it, that part of her would still feel a little thrill whenever she remembered that night. April curled up underneath her covers. Hot tears of shame leaked from her eyes, the dark pit of self-loathing that had opened beneath her whispering that she was now nothing more than an incestuous rapist pedophile. Her fists clenched as she promised and ordered herself never to use Abigail for her sexual pleasure again. April could only hope this memory of shame would be enough to stop her the next time her libido rose up like it had tonight. It took her a long time to get to sleep.
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“Hey, Abby, time to wake up!,” April said as she gently but firmly shook her little sister back and forth. It was her job to get Abigail out of bed every morning (10 o’ clock on weekends like this one, 7 on school days), and today, in typical fashion, she’d been jostling Abby for close to a minute now. Finally, the four-year-old’s eyes began to open, and she groaned slightly as she was dragged from sleep.
“Morning, Abs. How’d you sleep?” asked April, ruffling her younger sister’s curls and hoping she had no recollection of being facefucked and covered in cum last night. Abigail let out a jaw-cracking yawn and groggily blinked her eyes in the morning light.
“Okay,” she responded, blue eyes looking up fondly at her older sister. “I had a bad dream though. It felt like I had something in my throat and I couldn’t breathe!”
April’s jaw clenched as she felt her cock tingle with the memory of sliding in and out of Abigail’s throat, pumping her seed deep into the little girl’s stomach as she choked around April’s girth.
“O-oh, that sounds horrible!” the fifteen-year-old forced out, doing her best to hide her thoughts. She’d resolved after waking up to try and stop beating herself up so much about what she had done—she hadn’t been in her right mind, and she’d promised herself it would never happen again—but hearing that her sister really had suffered meaningfully from being throatfucked brought her shame and self-loathing welling back up. April clenched her jaw, hating that small part of her which was becoming aroused by the idea.
“Yeah,” said Abigail seriously. “It was scary. But you’re here so everything is okay!”
April instantly melted beneath the beaming smile of her little sister, a ray of sunshine slicing through her dark emotions and forcing them into hiding. Grinning, she pressed a kiss into her little sister’s forehead.
“Aw, of course, Abs,” she laughed. “I’d never let anything bad happen to you.”