Things have been changing in Missy's life so rapidly over the past year. It only seemed like yesterday she was 8 years old and now she was 11. She still liked a few of the things she had then but now there were other things. Boys. Puberty. Baseball. And not necessarily in that order.
Puberty had taken some time to get get used to. Much longer than baseball unfortunately. How much she wished & prayed to God that puberty was the quickest. But then there was that first one. Boys. She wasn't boy crazy, at least yet. However there was one that seemed to be tied to all three of those things in a way. Marcus.
He had her heart tight in his grasp and it was a feeling she didn't really care for. It was often the tomboy felt vulnerable. Physically was one thing but emotionally was another. This along with her hormones complimentary of puberty, her family. It was chaotic on the best of days trying to balance everything.
But after seeing Marcus with another girl, Missy has had enough. Her mother never seems to listen to her and when she breaks the final straw by lashing out at her twin brother Sheldon she decides she has to leave. To run away from her complicated life and leave it all behind.
At least it was until she walks into Sheldon as she's leaving. And while Sheldon isn't the most outwardly affectionate he can't let his sister go off on her own. So with the moon lighting the way the two Cooper siblings venture out.
Missy ends up taking Sheldon out to an abandoned cabin where she frequently 'runs away' to when she needs to be alone. While they sit there Missy is a bit surprised when her brother opens up to her a little and they share a moment that felt nice. And for a moment she was glad she didn't come here alone this time. The bonding moment seemingly comes to an end with the two twins making a pinky promise which Missy would never pay up on.
The next few minutes were fairly quiet. It didn't seem like they had much to talk about. In truth there was plenty but neither felt up to start any number of those conversations. But the dead silence and the distant sound of nature eventually breaks Sheldon's resolve to stay quiet.
"Missy?"
"Yeah."
"Are you okay?"
"I guess."
"I only ask because you've been quiet."
"What are you scared?"
"Absolutely. We're two children sitting a run down cabin in the middle of nowhere. You're not Nancy Drew and this is quite literally how those missing children programs start."
"Are you going to be like this the whole time? I thought you already decided to stay after I told you to go home."
"I know. Against my better judgement too. Because I care about you."
Missy turns away for a moment but knows he's being genuine.
"I know I'm not the best at showing it. And I suppose in a incalculable way, this could be my fault."
""Yeah... But no."
"Huh?"
"...It's not your fault. No matter how much I wish it could be partly your fault. It's not even mom's fault. It's mine."
"I like the sound of that."
Missy turns and he retracts seeing her scowl.
"I'm sorry, continue."
"...A part of me doesn't like it either."
"What"?
"Growing up. If feels like everything is changing but sometimes, it doesn't feel like things are changing enough."
"I'd rather it not."
"Which is why I'm not sure why I'm even talking to you..."
"But, I think I can understand where you're coming from."
"...Really?"
"I'm not sure. But I think I do."
"Thanks."
"I wish I had something to give you."
"Like what?"
"Something to drink. I think it might help."
Missy chuckles and smiles. Sheldon then smiles too seeing her doing so.
"Can, I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"But you have to promise not to laugh, say anything stupid, or say anything at all to anyone else."
"...Did you kill him? Oh my god did you kill her?"
"Just promise!"
"Okay, I promise. What could possibly be so important?"
Missy sighs and takes a minute before she can bring herself to say what's on her mind.
"Do you think I'm pretty?"
Her question gets the biggest reaction from Sheldon who's eyes widen and he looks directly at her. Before he answers the dread of hearing him say anything drags out and once again she feels vulnerable. But now it's almost worse than with Marcus. Missy's heart is racing and her hands are trembling. Her mouth opens and by the first word her voice cracks and the feeling is even worse.
"You promised."
Sheldon then hesitates seeing the look on his sister's face. She closes her eyes to hold back the tears she knows are coming. She turns her back to him as she struggles not to break down in front of him.
"Forget it. Just forget I even said anything."
"...Yes."
"Yes what?"
"I think you're pretty. In fact since I'm being honest I would say you were very pretty."
Missy snivels and while he can't see it he can tell as she wipes away the first of her tears.
"You're just saying that."
"You asked me an honest legitimate question. So I gave you an honest answer."
Missy takes in a few breaths that are too loud for her to conceal as crying sniffles and glances over her shoulder not wanting Sheldon to see her crying but wanting to see him all the same.
"And you honestly think that?"
"I do. Now while I may not be in the tier of boys that you would expect to say such things. Since we're related. And I take it it may not have as much if any relevance to what you wanted to hear. But taking into account the definition of pretty and the societal norm for pretty. I feel I can say that you are indeed pretty. And based off of your facial features it would be easy to see why boys would find you attractive."
"Shut up."
"I'm sorry."
"No. I like what you said. But you're being a nerd."
"I can't change that."
"...I know."
So why do you care if I think you're pretty?"
Missy sighs and shrugs her shoulder at first.
"You're a boy. And even if you're my brother I thought you'd be able to... I don't know. It's dumb."
"Not really. I can see the logic, if a bit misguided."
"Neeerd."
Sheldon smiles and nods. Missy then giggles as she wipes away another tear.
"Do you really care about what h thinks that badly?"
"...Yes. No. It's, not just him thought. It's other boys. Even girls."
"You like girls."
"No, idiot. I mean, boys like pretty girls. Even you."
"I don't like pretty girls. I'd prefer an intellectual."
"What about Paige?"
"I don't like Paige. She's an academic peer yes but..."
"And she's pretty. Insanely pretty."
"I haven't noticed."
"You will."
"Care to make another bet?"
"...Let's just see about the first one. But she is pretty. And even if you say you don't like her..."
"I don't."
"If you did. I doubt it's just her brain you're looking at. Anyways, it's the girls too. Like when I started playing baseball and they made fun of me, saying I was a boy and stuff. They're pretty. I see some of the boys looking at them. I see the way Georgie looks at girls. But I've never had any of them looks at me like that. Not until Marcus.
"And you want those boys to think you're pretty?"
"I thought you said I was pretty?"
"I did. But that's my opinion."
"What happened to societal norms?"
"Those can change. Take for example in several Asian culture, larger men like dad and bigger are considered attractive as it stems from being wealthy. In some African cultures the older a man is the more attractive he is."
"Then what about the definition?"
"Eye of the beholder?"
"Of the what?"
"It means one man's trash is another man's treasure. What one person may see as a beautiful flower to another he sees a garden weed."
"But you still think I'm pretty?"
"Yes. Pretty is a way of describing beauty which is something pleasant to the eyes. And I would say that of all the twin sisters I could have had in the world, you're that. Pretty."
"You just said beautiful."
"I said pretty is a way of describing beauty."
"You said you think I'm beautiful."
"If you're going to twist my words then yes, I find that you are beautiful. Except for when you're being competitive like you are now."
"...Thanks Sheldon."
"...You're welcome. Now, may I ask something?"
"What?"
"We've been out here for what feels like hours. If mom hasn't already called the neighbors, the police, the FBI, & every priest in the nearest three counties, I'm sure she might be worried enough to do that if we're out too long. So can we go home now?"
I'm not sure I'm ready to face her yet. I told her I hated our family."
"Do you?"
"No, of course not. I mean, sometimes I do, but never actually hate. When I'm mad I'll say stuff like that, to try and hurt her feelings."
"Well I am sorry if I ever make you feel like you have to actually hate me."
Missy leans over and puts her hand on his leg.
"I doubt I could ever actually hate you. No matter how hard you make it."
"I feel the same. And besides mom, that's not even in the top five dangers of being in a space like this."
"...Look, I'll be home in like half an hour. You can go back and tell her so she won't be."
"Is that what you want?"
"No."
"Then what do you want?"
"I want to ask if you'd stay with me until then."
"Sheldon puts out his hand between them.
"Of course. It's what older brothers are for."
"Please tell me you're not going to hang on that."
"That depends. Are you going to hang on me calling you beautiful."
"You said pretty at first. So you do think I'm beautiful... Maybe."
While sitting there Missy slides her chair closer and lays her head against Sheldon's arm.
"Can I ask you something else?"
"What?"
"Why do you care about what the girl's think of you. You always seems to not care. You were your own person."
"I guess it's a part of growing up. I didn't used to care. But for some reason it feels different. I just want to be liked sometimes. To fit in. And their words kind of hurt now, even if I don't want them too. I don't know if you've noticed but most guys don't like it when a girl can beat them up, or play sports better than them."
"Then you should find some new boys. Ones that like those things about you. Encourage you to play baseball, like dad does. It's a lot easier for you."
"What does that mean?"
"You're pretty. Most boys will like you no matter what. But for me. If I were pretty, like you. Girls don't like mathematics and probability equations. How many chess whizzes do you know that have girl friends."
"I guess you're right. But what about if you find a girl like you."
"I'm not sure. How does she look in a bowtie?"
"I'm saying, what if you find a girl that is looking for a mathematic probability chess guy."
"The odds of that would be incredibly low."
"But not impossible."
"I suppose."
"Oh well. Maybe our odds would be better if we could be together."
"Yes, that would solve everything. Except for the fact that we are often at odd with one another."
"So like a real relationship. But we do have our moments. Like now."
"These moments are nice."
"Yeah. And if I was being honest. If I had to share a room with anyone, while you might not be my first pick. You're a pretty nice roommate to have."
"I'll be honest again too. When we do grow up and go our separate ways. I'll miss our time together."
"Awww."
"As much as I don't like change, I know we likely won't be sharing a room when we're older."
"God no."
"But I'll miss knowing you were only a few feet away. Always having my back when I needed you to feel safe, like I belonged, in your own strange sisterly way."
"Always."
"I know. Even if sometimes you were the reason for feeling like that."
"It's what I'm supposed to do. I'm a little sister remember."
"Vividly. And you certainly have an odd unique charm that I must say is one of the reasons I enjoy your company."
"I love you too. Despite your odd uniques charm. I wouldn't want you to change at all, even if I could change you myself."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
With their words coming to an end momentarily as the two siblings bask in the pleasantries of their productive conversation, Missy turns to Sheldon and kisses him on his cheek. The token of affection gets him to look at her out of confusion.
"What?"
"You kissed me."
"So. Did you not like it?"
"No, it was... nice and strange, coming from you. But mostly nice."
"Well somebody had to. And you weren't going to kiss me."
"Why would I?"
"Because it's a way of showing affection, duh."
"I could have kissed you."
"No you couldn't. You've never even kissed a girl before."
"That's not true. I've kissed Paige."
"Okay then, kiss me. Kiss me right now."
Sheldon accepts her challenge, closing his eyes and puckering his lips before lunging in. Missy is surprised to see him actually do it but she can't react in time before Sheldon is kissing her on her lips. The shock is quiet for a few seconds until Sheldon pulls away.
When their lips pull apart Missy takes a deep breath as the small space is starting to feel hot.
"You just kissed me."
"You told me to."
"I thought you would kiss me on the cheek, I I did to you. Not on the lips.
"It was a token of affection. Besides we're related so any possibility of romantic attraction is non-existent."
With silence surrounding them again the only thing the two kids can do is think about the kiss they just shared.
"...Huh."
"What's wrong?"
"That felt different?"
"Different from what?"
"My kiss with Paige."
"How different?"
"...I'm not entirely sure. But, you lead me to believe I was attracted to her but when we kissed it didn't feel like that."
"And how did that feel."
"Like I said, different. It's hard to describe but, I think I enjoyed it more with you."
"Are you saying you like me now?"
"How would I know. I thought I liked Paige but that clearly wasn't accurate."
Missy takes a minute to think before she responds. But rather than with words she shoots up and kisses Sheldon getting a fairly similar reaction to when their roles were reversed.
"What are you doing?"
"Running an experiment."
...What kind of experiment?"
"One you might like."
"I'm listening."
"What are the odds that we like kissing each other."
"I'd have to do the math."
"Because something tells me that those odds aren't that low."
"Of course they are. We're brother and sister. Twins."
"Are you saying there's no chance that another brother and sisters could have done this before."
"... really would have to run some numbers."
"Or... you could kiss me again. And if I'm wrong then it wouldn't be the first time."
"And what if you're right."
Missy isn't sure herself how to answer but she's not so sure this is something she'd be okay with leaving open ended.
"We'll find out."
Missy slowly leans in the second time around. And the both of them are equal parts prepared and not prepared for when their lips meet. And yet when they come together they know that they do feel something out of the ordinary. The kiss ends after a longer period than the first and their faces linger closer for much longer before they both sit down.
"So, did you feel anything?"
"It's still a bit hard to say. But I don't think so. What about you?"
She shakes her head.
"I thought so but I can't be too sure. I think we should do it again."
Without much arguing Sheldon agrees and with a nod he advances towards Missy this time kissing her. The levity they feel keeps them together even longer the third time and there's no denying that they do feel something. Sheldon pulls away and looks at his sister who takes a second longer to open her eyes as she takes a whimpering breath.
"Anything?"
"...Too soon to tell.
"So we should do it..."
Before he can finish Missy speeds forward kissing Sheldon. This time she makes another advancement by grabbing onto his jacket not wanting him to move away before she's done and that went double for herself. When Missy eventually pulls away from her brother she keeps ahold of his jacket just so she can pull him back in.
"Now?"
"How would I know, it's only my second kiss."
"I would."
"And?"
"...Yes."
Missy pulls in Sheldon but she's not entirely sure she had to as while yanking on his jacket she could feel him already moving in. The two Coopers kiss again this time without any intention of stopping to check if the other felt anything. They knew they both did.
Missy comes out of her seat and stands over Sheldon briefly until he stands up with her. While standing Missy wraps her arms over his shoulders embracing him like she never had before. She wasn't sure what had come over her or why kissing him felt so good but it did and she wanted to to last. Sheldon too was confused by the turn of events but kissing Missy was interesting in so many ways that even he couldn't bring himself to stop as his hands wrapped around her as well.
WIth their kissing reaching a fever pitch it seems like nothing could stop the brother and sister from pulling apart from their latest kiss. That is at least n=until Missy quite literally backs Sheldon against the wall. The simple kiss has become a wild make out session they've only heard about from Georgie and teen gossip.
With Missy so close to Sheldon as the two lean up against the wall she feels something else. This however coming from somewhere else beside the kiss. Somewhere lower. As she pressed against his body she could feeling something on him poking her right where she felt a heat growing inside of her. She didn't want to look, to pull away from their flurry of kisses but each time they got really close he would poke her down there and it made her knees weak and her legs shake.
"You're poking me you know."
"What?"
"Am not."
"Down there."
"With my belt buckle?"
Missy looks down leading to Sheldon looking as well. The siblings look to his tented pants pressing against her crotch and it's far from his belt.
"Oh."
Missy then places her hand in the bulge and gives it a light squeeze. With her other arms around him Missy can feel Sheldon shudder as she touches his boyhood through his pants.
"I guess that means you feel something then."
"I have no control of that thing, it has a mind of its own."
"That's okay, that should be happening, right?"
"Not really."
"Why not."
"Because you're my sister. And it shouldn't be doing that for you. No more than we should be doing this."
"But we are. What's the point. We can keep it a secret. Unless you want to tell mom."
"I don't."
"Good. So then what the problem. We both enjoy it and we're not hurting anybody."
Missy starts back up their kissing and before things get back to the way they were Sheldon brings it to a stop.
"Now what?"
"...Are you enjoying it."
"I already said I was."
"No, I mean are you enjoying it... like me."
"Oh. Well I'm not poking you."
"True, but if you were then we'd probably be talking about something else."
Missy looks down at her pants knowing she's reacting in a similar way without the bulge. Having dealt with the feeling before she looks up to her brother hating that despite the repeat experiences the vulnerability she feels now is no easier to deal with. Her heart began to sink hoping h wouldn't reject her offer.
"...There's one way you could find out."
"Which way is that?"
Missy removes her hands from Sheldon and grabs the rim of her bottoms. Sheldon then watches her as she unloops her bed and then unfastens the button to her pants next. As the girl lifts her once tucked in shirt and pulls open her pants he can see the band and top pf her underwear.
Feeling embarrassed after doing this Missy waits through a prolonged and dreadful two seconds before Sheldon does anything. Her hands ball up into fists as she waits for something to happen. When it does it's Sheldon's hand reaching into her pants.
She's so thankful to feel him trying to get in but on acknowledging he's about to be the first person ever to touch her down there like this. When he touches her folds Missy jumps and gives a small whimper when he gets low enough. The abrupt movement cause Sheldon to freeze at first. That's when Missy smiles and looks at him again.
"You might be able to tell better if you're under them."
"...Okay."
Missy blushes as she makes it easier for him to get were he needs to go by first bending down and puling her pants down around her thighs. Now her panties were on full view as she lifted her shirt up to her belly button and looked away before he started reaching again.
The second wait however isn't as bad as the first as Sheldon's eager hand is close. She first feels his curled fingers make it to the elastic of her panties. Then they unfurl as he dips his hand under it and his hand slides down the top of her mound. The boy's digits pass over her bald pubic area and meet with the curve of her sex.
Immediately he can tell the difference between touching her though her panties and touching her raw. The was deafening and against his fingers that began to tremble. And there was a slippery wetness that was almost non-existent with the cloth barrier.
Missy shakes again and another louder moan squeaks throughout the small shack. He hardly knows what he's doing but the idle fumbling of his fingertips playing with the 11 year old's slit is enough to take Missy over the moon as she clutches his dress shirt and jacket.
"You're really wet down there."
"Ahhh, mhmmm... yeah... I guess so."
"I'd suspect then that... you were enjoying this even more than I."
Missy gasps again this time lifting her head as a wave of pleasure runs up her body. Concerned by the noises she began making as he fondled her cunny, Sheldon start to pull his hand back. But before his hand leaves her panties, Missy grabs onto him by his wrist with one hand and right after her other presses down on the back of his covered hand.
"Don't stop... don't stop your hand."
"So this is satisfactory..."
Missy pulls Sheldon into a desperate kiss now sweating and panting shallow breaths.
"Don't talk... just do it..."
Sheldon nods and acknowledges he can't stop now. What he was doing was more than enough to turn his younger sister into a craving mess. And so the young boy continues doing exactly as he was. Each time flicking his fingers between Missy's sex and stroking her blooming clit.
Missy's legs tremble as she gets closer and closer to an orgasm thanks to Sheldon. As a token thanks she kisses him again but the pleasure becomes too great to resist and all she can hope to do is let it overtake her.
Tossing her head back Missy whimpers out her final gasps as Sheldon's fingers bring her to the edge. Her body spasms for a moment before going rigid against him and Sheldon can feel the heat flowing from her body. The magnitude of his actions culminating in what she'd just experienced. The intimate moment between them passes after a short while with Missy catching her breath. A beat of awkward silence trails behind the moans and screams as the twins stare into each others eyes and the sexual tension skyrockets beyond anything that'd happened so far.
"What was that?"
"...An orgasm."
"Oh."
"What?"
"I didn't expect it to be like that."
"Well what did you expect?"
"I haven't the foggiest idea, that's why I didn't expect it."
"You've never had one."
"How would I know?"
"Trust me, you'd know. Haven't you ever, you know, touched yourself."
"All the time. Nothing that could bring about that result."
"Not just touching yourself. Masturbating. You know, taking your thing in your hand and..."
"Oh god no. I'm not an animal."
She slaps her hand against his chest.
"Ow. Do you do it?"
"Yeah. Usually when I'm in the bathtub or when we're laying down. I'm usually quiet so I doubt you'd hear me."
"And you have orgasms a lot."
"Not really. I've only ever done it a handful of times. A few months. But I've only ever been able to have one a few times out of that. That was probably my sixth one. I felt like I did one time but compared to the others, so maybe it's seven."
"...For reference, how did this one compare?"
Missy smiles and averts her eyes feeling a hint of embarrassment sweep over her.
"Pretty high. You should be glad. Teen Gossip says quite a few grown men have a hard time getting their girlfriends and wives to have one... Hey."
"Yeah."
"Can I try something?"
"What is it?"
"I can't tell you. It's yes or no. And you can't ask any questions."
"Fine. Yes."
Missy's smile widens. With his approval Missy gets down on her knees. Her hands start to work on getting She;don's pants down and he's fairly surprised to see his sister now trying to take them off.
"What are you doing?"
Missy glares up and he remembers what he was agreeing to.
"Right, fine. No questions."
"You don't have to ask any. All you have to do is let me do all the work. Think of it as my way of thanking you."
"For what?"
"The orgasm you gave me... coming out here with me when we both know you didn't want to. You didn't have to come but you did. And you didn't have to stay either. But you did."
"That is true..."
"And because... I love you even when you drive me nuts."
"I love you too Missy. But you are wrong about part of what you said."
"Which part?"
"About me not having to. I did. You're my sister."
"Then I'd say it's time I pay you back for being such a good brother and how much I care."
"I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little interested. You seemed to greatly enjoy your orgasm."
"Don't worry, even a nerd like you will too."
With the two in mid conversation Sheldon is surprised when Missy starts pulling down his pants having been working the entire conversation. With nothing blocking her from his length Missy stares at the thin four inch throbbing erection of her brother.
It was the first real penis she's ever seen and it looked a lot like the pictures and illustrations she'd seen. But there was something about this one however. A picture didn't move. It didn't twitch as her breath fell across the sensitive foreskin. They didn't give off heat like the way Sheldon's did. They didn't feel the way he did between her fingertips. And they certainly didn't taste like what he did as she took Sheldon into her mouth.
Sheldon's normally calm demeanor lightens up as the boy lets out the first in a disorganized pattern of moans. This was unlike anything he'd felt before and he didn't know how to handle it. The wetness and heat of her mouth, her tongue pressing against his virgin cock, his meat being sucked on by a pretty girl.
"Missy...!"
Missy doesn't stop in her movements only opening her eyes to glance up as her head continued to bob up and down Sheldon's member. He was speechless and the flustered look on his face told her everything she needed to know.
The longer his sibling persisted on his length the less stable he felt standing on his own. His legs were shaking more than her's had while she was cumming. And as if knowing what he was thinking before Sheldon could open his mouth to speak and let her know, Missy had already begun to lead him back. Sheldon follows her lead. He leans back coming to sit down on the stool behind him and Missy continues without a single break in her rhythm.
With one problem taken care of Sheldon is able to enjoy his reward more but he still does know what to do next. He wanted to grab her head, but he also wanted to grab the stool beneath him feeling the wooden legs was seconds from giving were like his legs were. She cooed, tossed and turned in the stool as he received his first blowjob.
Sheldon's voice became horse and his breathing had morphed into a long trail of weak pants. He almost sounded exactly as his twin did when she was close. Up until now he'd never come close to experiencing an orgasm before so this initial time was quiet the thing to relish.
Curling up as Missy sucked his dick to completion, Sheldon let out a light squeal, almost girlish in a way as he reaches his first orgasm. His balls tighten. His dick erupts inside of her mouth. And Missy's eyes widen as Sheldon begins to fill her mouth with cum.
Missy startled by the sudden ejaculation stops her movements briefly before going forward and sucking twice as hard. He was cumming like she had so she had to make sure to finish him off. He was shooting his semen into her mouth. The same stuff that put babies inside of girls after sex. And the more he pumped into her maw the more she savored the slimy goo and realized how much she liked it. With a few small gulps Missy had drank down Sheldon's first load and rises up off his still rock hard member with a smile coming from the fond memory she would keep and the taste of a boy's seed on her tongue.
"Wow... You came a lot."
"...I did."
"Yup."
"...Can I see."
"Sorry."
Missy opens her mouth and extends her tongue. Sheldon looks inside and while he can smell something odd which he hadn't known was his semen, he could only see small bits of the creamy white fluid on her tongue.
"Drank it all."
"And you liked it?"
"It was surprisingly good. Want to taste it?"
"I think I'll pass."
"Did you like it though?"
"My orgasm. It was... something. I felt like I was going to burst."
Missy giggles at his choice of wording after he quite literally blow his load in her mouth. Looking to his cock Missy sees one last drop of cum collecting at the tip of his helmet. She wipes her index across the top and stick the last bit into her mouth.
"I felt hot, but not in a bad way, like during the summer. I felt like I was floating. It was difficult to catch my breath. I felt all shaky."
"I just asked if you liked it Dr. Info."
"Quite a bit actually."
"So you wouldn't mind doing it again?"
"Certainly."
"Good. Then we can have sex."
"I beg your pardon."
"Yeah."
"And why would we do that?"
"Because people usually have sex after doing stuff like that. Think of it like the both of us having an orgasm together."
"I know what sex is."
"Then you should know it can be fun. You said it yourself, you want to cum again. I want to cum again. And if we have sex, we can both have an orgasm."
"I don't know. The pastor said sex is something done between a husband and wife and not with the neighbor."
"Well we're not neighbors. Besides, that has to do with adults being bad while they're married. We're kids and we're not married."
"I guess that makes sense."
"So take off your clothes."
Before Sheldon has a chance to respond Missy is standing and taking off her clothes. She tosses her jean jacket into the chair behind her and then does the same with her shirt. As Sheldon starts to take his jacket off and neatly folds it up Missy looks over her shoulder to see their backs are to each other. Standing there in her pants and bra she fells a bit of hesitation and a brief thought about grabbing her shirt before he can see her.
"I certainly didn't expect my night to be going this way."
"What do you mean."
"Running away with my sister. Hiding out in some shady shack right out of a horror movie. The kissing. The touching. And now, we're about to have sex."
"...Do you want to stop?"
"...No. It's kind of hard to explain it. But this feels right. Doesn't it?"
Though despite the feeling seeing Sheldon undressing does enough to reassure her of herself a bit.
"...Yeah."
She turns her head back and doesn't look again until she's done. After stepping out of her shoe, pulling her pants down along with her moist panties, Missy takes a deep breath and turns around. Sheldon is still getting undressed ow having only his underwear on. He slides them down and places them on top of the organized pile of clothes he's stacked up.
With the last of his clothing removed Sheldon turns around. Two feet in front of him is his sister Raegan also standing there as naked as the day she was born. It was the first time he'd ever seen her naked in a long time. Long before she started 'growing up'. And now the 11 year old was a budding form of maturity. Small breasts and faint curves showing off what kind of woman she might become. Her plump pussy hiding away her horny clit, the same he touched to make her cum. Her juices had leaked down her inner thighs. Her face was flushed, blood pumping through her veins at in incredible rate as her heart tipped closer to jumping out of her chest.
"Ready?"
"Yes and no. This is something I believe you're more knowledgeable at than I am."
"...I like the sound of that."
"So I think you should lead."
Missy nods and lifts her hand up. Sheldon reaches over and takes it.
"It's easy."
Sheldon steps closer to Missy and she kisses him. As the two begin kissing Missy presses her body against her brother. Her breasts touching Sheldon's pale flat chest. He can feel her pebbled nippled against his skin and it sends goosebumps over his entire body. In unison the same happens to Missy as their arms wrap around one another through their kiss.
With the boy so close his dick presses against Missy's stomach and she knows she wants it inside of her. he was able to make her feel so good with his hand and sex was supposed to be even better. She couldn't wait to have sex with him. It was the only way she could think to end this. If she was going to return home she had to do this here and now and with Sheldon.
"There's a couch over here."
Missy leads Sheldon over to the other side of the shack to a beaten down sofa. She opens up a blanket on it and drapes it over the surface.
"Isn't that one of the blankets from our house."
"Uh huh. Sometimes it can get cold while I'm out here. So I took it."
Missy turns back to Sheldon and continues to pull him along, though this time moving backwards as she sits down on the couch and pull him on top of her.
"Now we both can see it."
The young girl pulls him into another kiss that lasts longer this time and comes to an end when Missy feels Sheldon's cock sliding against her tummy again.
"Are you ready?"
"Yeah. Just take your thing... and put it inside."
He nods and looks to their close sexes. Missy reaches down to her pussy, spreading her white folds open revealing to her brother her moist pink insides. Sheldon seeing the entrance to her carnal hole grabs his dick with his fingers and directs the crown of it there.
Missy gives a low growl as her older twin begins to slide into her pussy. And as his inches enter her Missy bellows out a blissful moan. Sheldon add to it with his own low hum. Together both siblings moan as Sheldon bottoms out in Missy letting all four of his inches settle in perfectly into his sister's cunny.
"Oh my god."
Missy grabs a hold of her brother's head and pulls him into a kiss to take her mind off of his dick being so deep inside, more so than she'd ever let a single finger go. And the fact that he was thicker than a finger and just about thicker than two made her head fuzzy.
When the awe of being penetrated by Sheldon wears off Missy pulls her tongue from his mouth.
"...You stopped. Did you cum already?"
"How should I move?"
"Just feel it..."
She kisses him again and grabs a hold of his ass. Sheldon starts to pull up and when he gets far enough he feels Missy's hands squeeze his cheeks and shove him into her. He pushes down again and his length vanishes into Missy. She howls into his mouth and takes him deep once again.
Sheldon wraps his arms around Missy and between his slow thrusting finds a nice rhythm that works for him and a sturdy position he can work from as her insides milk his dick and the amazing pleasure he had when she sucked him off is multiplied tenfold in her pussy.
Missy likewise is finding her own beat in their shared first time with intercourse. Pulling Sheldon in as he thrusts along with bucking her hips. When he comes down she forces her body up as much as she can. He feels deeper when they collide. Faster. Harder. Even bigger inside of her tight deflowered cunny. Unable to idle enjoy him inside, Missy wraps her arms and legs around her brother increasing the force of his impacts even further.
Neither Cooper twin can get enough. Kissing being the only thing they can do without taking away from the spectacle that is sex with one another. The pleasure is beyond belief and the twins quickly are carried off on a blanket of ecstasy as they near their orgasms.
The couch beneath them squeaks with every thrust however is trivial to the sound of their sweaty naked bodies interacting in this way. Or when compared to the delighted moans of Missy as she's fucked and grunts of Sheldon as he delivers heavenly thrusts into her pussy.
Sheldon and Missy keep going until finally their orgasm come. With weathered breaths they stare into each others eyes during the last few seconds before it happens. The the sweet instance of their climaxes they feel time slow and in that moment it's the ultimate pleasure they've ever felt. Missy's eyes roll back and her body clamps down around Sheldon, spasms jerking through her young body, and her insides sucking on Sheldon for the inevitable bath of cum she's looking forward to.
Sheldon too taps out as Missy does. Slamming into her pussy again this thrusts sends electricity throughout his body. Expecting to keep thrusting he stops this time hunching over Missy and getting washed away in his orgasm as she does with hers. Sheldon initiates the kiss with his sister as he starts to pumps a second out into her, this time covering her cervix and inner walls with his seed rather than cumming in her mouth.
Some time passes with the two kids needing a little bit of a breather before going on. And while the sex has stopped their kissing doesn't as neither one of them wants to pull away.
"You were right. That was better than before."
"...Told you." And hey, thanks for listening. And everything."
"I've been told that I'm a good listener."
"I can tell."
"You're welcome Missy."
"I love you Sheldon."
"I love you too."
"...Now."
"What?"
"Aren't you going to ask if we're going to go home now."
"No."
"Oh really."
"Two reasons. One, I don't think I can move. My body is still numb and I think I might still be releasing my semen inside you."
"I can feel it. I think there's even more than last time."
"And two, we can leave when you're ready to. Together."
"...Really."
"Yes."
"...Good. Because, I was thinking, since you're such a good listener."
"I don't like the sound of that."
Missy kisses him and in the act of it rolls on top of him.
"You will. And since you say you can't move."
Missy places her hands on Sheldon's chest and sits up looking down as his dick remains in her pussy, erect and ready for another go.
"I could be on top."
"I don't know if I have another one in me."
"One way to find out."
Missy starts grinding her hips. Their moans gradually begin to fill the shack again as Missy with her creampied sex fill of her brother's cum starts bouncing on his sex again looking to get a second dose.
"Let me say thank you again."
"...You're welcome."
Missy bites her lip through her smile and speeds up her hips riding Sheldon down for another few minutes. Needing more Missy grabs Sheldon's hands and brings them to her petite tits. The boy squeezes them and later as Missy curls up as another wave of sexual nirvana overwhelms her with pleasure he begins thrusting until her bucking hips as they both collapse together in a second wave of orgasmic bliss and Sheldon once again fills her already leaking cunny with even more of his hot seed.
After their second time together Missy and Sheldon with tired bodies get dressed and leave the cabin. The walk back to the house seemed to go by so quickly on their way back hand in hand. The two of them spent the whole way back taking and bonding mor ethan they had in a long while which made up for tonight in a big way.
"Sheldon."
"Yeah Missy."
"I don't think I can say thanks enough for coming with me."
"I was nothing."
"It wasn't. It was everything."
"...I had to. I'm your big brother and It's my job to look out for you."
"And I'll remember that for next time."
"For the next time you run away you mean?"
"Not really. It's not really running away if you come with me and we go back after we have a little time away."
"So you want me to come with you again?"
"Would you?"
"Do you have to ask? Of course I'll come with you."
"Good. Because I love cumming with you. And I love you cumming inside of me."
"And you're okay with that stuff leaking all down your pants."
"Mostly. It's cold now. But I've got to wash these pants anyways. Besides, I like to think of it as how much you love me."
"There was a lot of it."
"And hopefully there'll be more."
Sheldon nods. As they continue walking she kisses him on his cheek. After which they continue walking down the suburban street towards their house together.