Chapter 3, The Garden Shed
It was the tail end of the summer, the nights had started to draw in, and the
evenings were becoming ever cooler. Louise lay on a sun lounger, determined to
get every last ray of sunshine before it got too cold to be out. She lay on her
back, and stretched luxuriously, looking down at her flat, golden stomach, not
bad, she thought to herself. She had been a lot more body conscious since her
big brother had started taking such an interest in her. In fact, Symon was, at
that moment allowing his eyes to roam freely over the young girl; he had been
mowing the lawn for his parents, but became distracted as Louise had stretched
herself so sexily. He stared at the slender, brown legs, and taught midriff, up
to her barely formed breasts, covered, only just, by her little t-shirt. She was
a fairly skinny girl, but not painfully so. Her hair, kept short and spiky,
shone in the sun, and she wore a giant pair of shades that covered half her
face. He was drawn back to her hips, protruding sharply from the thin fabric of
her shorts, and the slight bulge of her pussy. Symons cock twitched longingly.
He approached his sister, creeping up the path to where she lay, when he got
close enough, he put his hand out, and gently ran it up her leg, Louise flinched
slightly, thinking something nasty had landed on her, then opened one eye, and
saw it was her brother. She grinned widely. Her body immediately responded to
his touch, her hips lifted slightly, and her arms fell open. Symon felt another
twitch, he moved his hand under the leg of his sisters' shorts, and his
excitement grew, as did his throbbing erection, when he felt naked flesh, where
knickers should have been. He stroked Louise's soft, warm pussy, tracing the
downy hair that had just begun to appear there. She let out a little gasp, and
felt herself grow wet. Her brothers' finger slid between the moist lips of her
cunt, found her clit, and gently began to rub. Louise grew really hot, and
started to buck against Symons hand, itching for him to put his fingers inside
her. Her brother knew how to please her, he pushed a finger in, firmly, and
began to work it in and out, as his sister groaned and squirmed underneath his
hand. He leant down and kissed her gasping, pouting mouth, her hot little tongue
responding with darting movements as she tried to return his kisses as she came.
Over dinner that evening neither brother or sister could concentrate, Louise was
preoccupied with nerves, knowing that her big brother would now be aroused, and
wondering how he would engineer a situation that would allow himself to get what
he so badly needed. Symon was thinking exactly the same. As luck would have it,
he needn't have fretted.
"Your mother and I are taking a stroll down to the pub" Mr. Wilkinson declared
whilst washing the dishes.
"Will you two be ok here alone?"
"Sure we will, dad," Symon replied. "Mr. Jones is in, I can see his light, if
anything did happen, I'd go get him"
"Ok, we'll see you in a couple of hours then" and with that, they left.
Symon turned to his little sister, "You ok Lou-Lou?" he asked, smiling.
"Fine thanks" she replied, trying to keep the tremor from her voice, as her
heart pounded in her chest.
Louise took the hand her brother held out to her, and he led her out the back
door, and into the garden.
They got to the shed; it was an old wooden hut, where their father kept his
garden tools. Symon opened the door, and pulled the light switch, the room
filled with a dim glow, and moths began to gather round the lamp. Symons hands
shook, he knew what he wanted to do, but he had never done it before, and he
could barely contain himself. By this time his cock was like steel, and was
twitching manically in his pants. He let go of his sisters' hand, and turned her
to face the low bench on her left. He bent her slightly, and she, understanding
what was required, allowed her hands to rest on the sawdust covered surface.
Symon reached behind her, and put his hands onto her breasts, which were just
visible as her t-shirt now hung away from her body. He cupped each in a hand,
and rubbed her small pink nipples until they grew and hardened.
"I hope you've been a good girl today Lou- Lou" he whispered into her ear, his
voice thick.
Louise was confused, had she upset her brother in some way, and not realised it?
"I think I have, Symon," she said carefully. She felt his erection push against
the small of her back.
"Because if you've been naughty......I would have to spank you"
Louise felt her heart race wildly, was he serious? That was for kids that
misbehaved! She felt her face redden, but was vaguely aware of a throbbing in
her groin, one that told her that maybe the experience would be slightly
different to what she imagined.
"Ummm...I've been quite good, I probably don't need to be spanked" she mumbled,
so ashamed that she felt horny at the thought of her older brother reprimanding
her in such a way.
"Quite good? Not good enough........and probably? Oh Lou-Lou, that won't do,
that just won't do at all"
Symon spanked her on the left buttock, hard, right in the centre, she yelped,
and instinctively straightened, bringing her hand round to the stinging cheek.
"Don't you dare straighten up, young lady" Symon shouted. She quickly got back
into position, her brothers commanding voice sending another wave of delicious
confusion through her body, between her legs was very wet.
He then proceeded to spank her rhythmically, one cheek, then the other, he did
around four on each, then, deciding this was insufficient, he took the waste
band of his sisters shorts in both hands, and yanked them down to her knees,
exposing her red bottom. He could see her pussy lips were glistening with
arousal, he stroked from her bottom, following the shiny valley between her
thighs. Louise moaned, her head dipped further, which thrust her bottom up,
irresistible. He spanked, this time all over, covering the backs of her legs,
and ending with a couple of smacks right on the middle of her bottom, his sister
had squealed with every strike. Symon thought he might cum.
By now Louise's bottom was very hot and sore, Symon seemed to have stopped, and
was breathing heavily behind her. She stood, rubbing furiously at her bum,
trying to ease the pain. Symon moved her hands away, and began to massage her
bum for her; she rested her hands back on the bench, resuming her position of
before. Soon, the pain was replaced by a tingling sensation, and Louise once
more became aware of her throbbing pussy. She heard the sound of her brother
unzipping his jeans, and felt his cock, hot and hard, nudging at her pussy. The
spanking had mad every nerve end in her body more receptive, as her big brothers
cock pushed its way inside of her, she came, violently and noisily.
Symon grabbed his sisters' slim waist, and lurched wildly, not able to take his
time, and further spurred on by the red bottom wriggling against his stomach. He
fucked her hard, and was soon pumping her tight little cunt full of hot cum. He
shouted out, and tightened his grip, as he gave his final thrust. He leant
against Louise's heaving back, catching his breath for a while. Worried that
their parents would be back any minute, they hurriedly pulled their clothes on,
and headed back to the house, Louise wincing as she sat down on the couch.
In their haste, neither Symon nor Louise had noticed Mr. Jones sitting in his
kitchen. From where he was sitting, he had a perfect view of the entrance to the
Wilkinson's garden shed, something which he had never thought particularly
useful, until tonight. He sat there, open mouthed, limp dick in hand, and cum on
his shoe.
