"Like a butterfly," Rey's mother said. "It was like I was a child one day, and on my birthday, I had tits. I didn't know what to do when I turned sixteen."
Rey wasn't supposed to snoop. Mom caught Rey once in the big master bedroom reading naughty books about milky white tits and throbbing members, and after that, Rey was never ever to touch a book on the top shelf.
Suffice it to say, Rey shouldn't have been standing in the hallway listening to mom talk to her best friend about this and that, but she couldn't help herself.
Rey was bored.
It was the summer between her freshman and sophomore year of high school, and all she had was idle time. Until tomorrow, of course.
"Yes, big day tomorrow!" Mom said, as if she and Rey were on the same wavelength, making Rey fidget. Could Mom feel her through the wall? "Han's son is coming home from college," Mom sounded happy and excited. She had been looking forward to this for months. "He's been at Dartmouth while Han and I started dating and got married. I only met him a few times. I really just want to get to know my new stepson."
Rey stared at the room across from her, where Ben would be staying. It was usually where Rey and Baz would have their overnights. The downstairs room was perfect for nachos and ice cream and scary movies, save for how the vent would stick, and it got hot sometimes. They'd stay up all night talking and giggling and never wake up Mom and Han, even when the door stuck to the area rug and didn't close. They had their privacy. There were many nice memories until Baz dropped off as a friend this past year. Rey was not cool enough.
Not cool enough for anyone, Rey guessed.
Just another dweeb girl who didn't have milky tits.
Maybe she would butterfly, like Mom.
But in the meantime, maybe she could make another friend.
Ben's room was for snacks and dumb laughter; maybe her new brother would be up for it.
As she listened to Mom go on about work and traffic and the new Starbucks opening up around the corner, Rey padded over to the kitchen to make some cupcakes.
Maybe he'll like me.
Maybe I'll make a friend.
Rey held her breath as she saw Ben from her bedroom window as he drove up in his beat-up 1990 Lincoln Towncar into the driveway.
She forgot how big he was.
Rey had this same reaction the last few times she met him. That can't-move-can't-think feeling. His size was overwhelming. Thick arms, wide chest, muscular shoulders that V'ed down to a trim waist. All accentuated by the tight black T-shirt he wore over heather gray joggers, where Rey could see the cords of muscles on his thighs and the stockiness in his calves through the fabric. He trudged out of the car, a blue baseball cap covering his face as he made his way to the door.
With the commotion downstairs, Rey slowly made her way to the front door. Her mother's husky, delighted squeal, the same one when she saw a vase of flowers Han left on the dinner table for her to discover. Han's gruff chuckle, like he was a little tired all the time. And then something unfamiliar. A deep, low velvety sound. A laugh that sounded a little nerdy came from deep in a belly and scratched at his throat. Rey wasn't sure why she could feel it between her legs, making her wet her panties as she made her way downstairs and loitered in the doorway, too shy to say hello.
"So handsome! You look so much like your father more and more every day," Mom gushed.
"Was the drive okay? That Lincoln is still going strong," Han patted Ben's shoulder. In the commotion, Ben slung his bag down on the floor as Rey teetered between racing back upstairs out of sheer awkwardness.
But then, Ben looked up.
His thick black hair, tucked into the cap, flowed and framed his dark, endless eyes. Eyes that locked onto hers for what felt like the longest heartbeat ever. Rey felt his eyes like an umbrella in an utter downpour. Like a favorite old song she hadn't heard in years. And Han and Mom were talking, but he was looking right at her, and she didn't want the moment to end.
Ever.
"Hey, Rey," Ben said, that low voice flowing through the room like a slow-moving brook. "Is that you, baby sister? You're bigger."
Baby sister? I'm someone's baby sister now?
It felt so familiar like she was always his or something. Her panties soaked when he didn't look away.
Rey clasped her hands behind her, pressed her weight on one foot, and circled the other on the rug.
Fidget fidget fidget.
"Come say hi to Ben," Mom waved her over. "He's your brother, and I want you two to be as close as possible."
Ben swung the door to his room, flipped on the light, and tossed his gym bag on the bed to unload it.
Finally.
Some privacy.
He'd been on the road for hours, and as soon as he got to Dad and his new stepmother's house, there was non-stop action. It was lowkey, just the four of them. But constant conversation, games, food. It was nice to say goodnight and escape to his own space.
Ben was tired but wasn't ready for bed. He kept his ears open, listening to the sounds of upstairs, the creak of the ceiling, his father and Leia settling in for the night.
Okay good.
No interruptions.
There was another sound he wanted to hear, though.
A shy girlish sound.
Something sweet and adorable.
And luscious.
Rey.
Ben thought about his new sister as he unpacked, throwing his clothes into a dresser drawer, his shoes on the shelf, then setting out a black zippered bag on the bed after hanging his gym bag in the closet. He unzipped the black bag and took inventory of the contents.
Five fleshlights.
All were a little different.
One vibrated.
One clenched.
One got nice and warm.
One was designed to feel like anal.
And the last was his favorite, small, tight, petite.
Ben wondered if his kid sister felt like that.
He took the small one out, along with a bottle of lube, then laid in his bed and clicked around the TV and his phone until he had his video on the big screen.
It was his favorite. His go-to porn. A tiny girl bent over on a bed, and a big guy mounted her, pounding her small body into the mattress. The actors and the position weren't particularly special. What got Ben so turned on was the girl's voice. So sweet and high, like a little girl. These little whimpers.
"Daddy? Daddy, please?"
Ben's cock hardened between his legs as he watched them go at it, her sweet face smashing into the sheets, pussy gaping from the fat cock. As he settled his heavy body into the bed and gripped the fleshlight, thoughts wandered to his own little girl.
Rey was cute. So cuuute. A little skittish and dorky with her long brunette hair in a big bow in the back and a little girl party dress. Didn't make sense for a girl her age, but Ben liked sitting next to someone so baby. So school girl. She thought everything Han and Ben said was funny. Laughed with big gulps of air. And she had this wide-eyed, curious thing going on with her eyes.
Like she's never seen anything outside of her own little town.
He could show her things.
Not really.
No.
She is his sister, but…
It was okay to pretend.
Lots of stepsibling porn.
A little fantasy is okay.
No big deal.
He lubed his dick up generously and slid the Fleshlight over his cock with a shudder.
"Baby sister..."
Rey almost dropped the tray of red velvet cupcakes when she walked into Ben's room.
His door was wide open, and her hands were full, so she didn't knock, just walked in. His light was on, and she could see the TV light going, his big feet hanging off the edge of the bed, so of course, he was just doing some late-night chilling out. Perfect timing for a snack, right?
She worked really hard on the cupcakes just for him, so she could have a reason to say hello and officially welcome him to their home for the summer.
But as she walked in and Ben noticed her presence in his room, he shouted, "Holy shit, what the hell? You just walk into rooms?" He shifted in the bed quickly, but maybe too quickly, because a bag fell from his bed and all the contents spilled out of them. And between clamoring to pick them all up as he tugged on his joggers, he also failed to turn off his TV. And Rey couldn't help but look over and see that he was watching two people having sex.
Very rough and loud sex.
And she could see everything. His penis, her vagina, her boobies. They were naked and really going at it. Nothing like the sex scenes on TV where they used blankets to cover everything, and the man was really slow, and the girl kept her eyes closed.
"What movie is this?" Rey asked as she turned her whole body to the screen.
"Shit, Rey," Ben mumbled. "Don't look at that."
As he stood, things rattled around the hardwood floor, and Rey twisted her neck back to him.
"Why do you have so many flashlights?" She asked as she saw him stuffing the items back in the bag. One of them rolled towards her as he tried to pick it up. Rey set the tray of cupcakes on the bed and bent down to pick it up. "All our lights work. Do you plan on doing some nighttime walks or something? Some friends and I used to sneak out to the park at night." She turned it on, but light didn't illuminate from the strange pink bulb. Instead, the end started to move. Slowly. The bulb looked like the inside of a closed elbow, and it moved as if you were flexing your arm. "This isn't a flashlight."
Ben snatched it from her hands and stuffed it in his bag, zipping it up and tossing it back on the bed.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, and Rey noticed then that his voice was breathless. She looked him up and down, seeing his tightened muscles, his red cheeks, the way his nostrils flared as he patted around the bed for the TV remote.
The girl on the TV was whispering, "Daddy… daddy…"
"I-is that her dad?" Rey asked, watching the man slam in and out of her, wondering why she wanted to moan too. "Because I mean…" Rey blinked at the TV, watching how her legs were dripping from her girl flower to her knees. "I'm new to having a dad? But I don't think Dads do that to daughters." The pounded girl was smiling, and Rey wanted to smile with her. "Do they?"
"What?" Ben asked as he stopped frantically moving around his bed. "What do you… have you never seen porn before?"
"Porn?" Rey asked. "No," she admitted. She felt funny, her legs wobbly but aching right between, and now her new brother would probably laugh at how she was just a baby. Never seen porn. She had to change the subject. "Do you want a cupcake? I spent all day yesterday making them from scratch. Red velvet?" She couldn't keep her eyes off the big screen, though. He held her by the waist and really thrust into her. It looked like it should have hurt, like rough wrestling, but the girl on TV was giggling. Then the camera shot switched to in front of the couple, and the girl's boobs were big and perky and round, making Rey's cheeks redden with jealousy. She finally looked away.
"Are you okay?" Ben asked. She couldn't look at his face because every time she did that day, she almost couldn't breathe. He was very handsome. Instead, she kept her eyes on his hands. One of them was fisted around the sheets, a thick vein running the length of the back of his palm. "I can't find the remote," he sounded exasperated. "Just let me…" she saw him about to stand. "Sorry, your brother shouldn't be…"
And it hit Rey suddenly.
Brother.
Of course.
This is the person to ask.
Her brother.
All the silly sex questions her mother would never ask, the restricted internet at home never had the answers to.
This is how she could make a friend.
Ask her brother for advice.
"But…" Rey stammered as she reached out for his bicep. It tensed, showing how thick and muscular he was under her tiny hand. His whole body tensed, and Rey felt her mouth water as she traced her gaze over the hard hills and valleys of his bare chest. "Is that what guys like?" She blurted. "I-it's porn, so… that's what guys like, right?"
Ben paused and took the cupcake tray to the nightstand so he could sit on the bed.
"Shut that door?" He asked, and Rey closed it, making sure it clicked. When she got back, he managed to find a way to turn the sound down on the video, but the lingering sex on screen remained. "You've never seen porn?"
"No."
"How old are you?"
"Fifteen."
"Damn," Ben chuckled, his shoulders relaxing. "I watched porn for at least five years when I was your age."
"Mom would lock me in the attic if she knew I saw porn," Rey admitted. "She did it once when she found out Poe Dameron kissed me in sixth grade. I didn't even do anything. He just did it."
"The attic?" Ben's face soured.
"It was only for an hour, but she knows I hate it up there. I think there are ghosts," Rey shivered at the thought. "So, please don't tell mom I saw this. I don't want to be up where the ghosts are."
Then Ben did something. His eyes changed. Like the whole time, he seemed like Han. Pouty and grumpy but still friendly until just then. Ben's eyes turned. Like how in the vampire movies when the monster saw blood. Like he forgot that he was a person. But it was only for a second, not long enough for Rey to figure out what it was.
"I won't tell," Ben said. "That's what brothers and sisters do, right?"
"I guess," she shrugged.
"Wanna watch some more?"
Ben shouldn't be doing this. Shouldn't be sitting with his back leaned against the headboard, legs stretched out with his tiny step-sister sitting against his hard dick, her body resting on his bare chest as she snacked on cupcakes and asked him random sex questions as they watched porn.
And yet here he was.
His balls ached, and his dick was leaking so bad, and he strained to not touch her.
Ben wanted so bad to slap a hand on her mouth, roll her on her back, and fleshlight her tiny body. His baby step sister, only 15 years old. Six years younger than him. If he didn't go to prison just to feel her tiny girl cunt, his father would murder him. Or maybe Leia would.
"So, there's a lot of different kinds of boobies," Rey said as she polished off her second cupcake, licking her fingers. Ben couldn't stop his brain from imagining that pink tongue on his stiff rod. "Small, big, pointy, round… guys like lots of different kinds?"
"Yeah," Ben coughed out.
"You have a lot of videos saved," Rey noted as she pressed through his phone and picked another to study. "You…" she coughed to a whisper. "You've probably seen a lot of boobies."
"I guess," he chuckled. "Why?"
"Well," Rey said as she turned her face. She was smiling and a little lazy, her head resting on his shoulder. She felt nice and warm and comfortable. Pliant. "Do you think my boobies are too small?"
"Too small?"
"Yeah." He liked how her head felt heavy on him, her eyes blinking, her slow licks on her sugary lips. "That's what Baz at school is always teasing me about."
"Who's Baz?"
"I just…" Rey ignored his question and sat up and focused back on the video. Three girls swaying around in the bed, pulling off each other's panties. "I'm worried that my boobies are why I don't have friends. Like, I'll never get a boyfriend because they're ugly."
"Ugly?" Ben growled. "You're so cute. There's no way any part of you is ugly."
She felt her little body squirm, and then she shook with a giggle.
"So…" Rey said slowly. "Could you just tell me if they're ugly?"
And before he could answer, Rey pulled away and turned towards him on the bed, folding and resting her bottom on her feet. She tugged at the hem of her nightgown, gathering it with her fingers.
Oh shit.
"Tell me the truth, okay?" Rey asked. She sounded so desperate, that pleading tone. "Because I don't believe mom that girls eventually blossom later. What if I don't? What if I get stuck with…" and she yanked the whole dress off, the whole itchy long nightgown with ruffles and long sleeves, and revealed her bare body, spare for a pair of white cotton panties. "What if I'm stuck with these?"
She was pouting. Ben thought she was pouting, at least, from how she whimpered as she sat on her legs. All he saw were her perky small titties. Two tiny mounds on her nubile young chest.
Naked.
So fucking naked, they bounced when she leaned back on her feet, and Ben didn't hide his gasp.
And Ben's brain couldn't shut up.
Fuck it.
Fuck the innocence out of it.
Fuck that girl.
He managed to stay still.
"Say something," she whined as she fidgeted and squirmed on his sheets, pressing her thighs together. "I feel so dumb now. And… weird… I…" She reached for her nightgown, and Ben quickly circled his hand around her wrist to stop her.
"Let me touch them?" he asked, fighting to keep the warm smile on his face. "I think they're gorgeous, but sometimes it's easier to know if I can feel them?"
Her juvenile eyes peered up at him, and she nodded only once, never breathing.
Ben straightened on the bed and brought his legs together before patting his thighs.
"Up here," he said. "So I can see you."
Rey shuffled herself to him, and when she straddled his thighs, Rey was so tiny her knees didn't even reach the bed. He swallowed, the child on his lap, so small she couldn't even properly sit on him. But what was more alarming was how sticky the insides of her thighs were. How horny she was, and she probably didn't even know it. Rey sat on him, and when her pretty pink nipples were eye level, Ben immediately smoothed his hands up her waist, to her sides, and closed his palms around her tits.
"Mmmm," he hummed, feeling her up like a fucking creep. Tiny underage tits. So unripe they were hard under his hands. She whined when he squeezed and when he closed his fingers around her nipples and pinched, she let out a high-pitched moan, shifting her legs, clenching so hard he could feel her through his joggers. "Shhhh…" he said worriedly, looking at the door. "Our parents are gonna-"
"No," She shook her head as she pressed her chest into his hands, so fucking needy. "They won't hear. You can't hear anything that goes on down here."
"Oh?" He pinched her nipples again, harder, unable to help himself.
"Uh-huh," she nodded, rocking her cunt against his leg. A mindless need to her but for him, an obvious one as he could feel her essence on his thighs. "S-so…" she rolled her body like her tits were made to be fondled by him. "What do you think?"
"Feels pretty good," he said, his voice at a low growl. "But maybe I should taste them to be sure."
Ben didn't wait for her agreement this time. He was too fucking horny, and her titties were right by his mouth, so he opened up and puckered his lips on her tiny sharp nipple, circling his tongue on the point and chuckling when she heaved quick breaths.
"Fuck…" Ben said into her chest as he switched nipples, sucking and grazing his teeth on her sensitive center. "Fuck yeah, fuck, these are some yummy titties."
"R-really?" She asked, her body rocking on his thighs, her small hands on his shoulders, bracing herself. "You're not just saying that?"
"So good, little sister," Ben said as he looked up at her glassy eyes. "You're not going to have a problem with boys," he promised as he slid his hands around her waist to give her a possessive squeeze. "They gotta go through your big brother first, though."
"Is…" Rey's lips trembled. "Are we having sex? Is this sex because I'm not on birth control? I tried to, but I don't know how…"
Ben's dick went ramrod straight in his joggers at her baby voice asking babier questions.
"No, no, Rey," Ben hushed as he kissed up to her neck and then her sweet lips to calm her. She laid her head on his shoulder as she settled. "This isn't sex."
"They do this in porn, though?"
"Yes, but…" he trailed his hand up her back, feeling goosebumps bloom on her skin, to her hand on his shoulder. "Sex is when…" he held her hand and brought it down between his legs, pressing her palm against his pulsing erection through his pants. He wasn't sure what to expect when he did that but how she purred wasn't at the top of his list. You need it, don't you, Rey? "You feel it, baby sister? You feel that hard cock?" She nodded, lips pressing his neck, not kissing, but almost. "Sex is when I put that," Ben squeezed her hand to palm his covered dick, and he held his breath, trying to not come. "Inside your pussy."
Rey's tiny hand rubbed up and down his shaft, and he humped back into her, hungry for her clumsy touch.
"Like when the boys go in and out of her?" She murmured, baby voice like music in the air.
"Yeah," he rasped. "And it feels so good to the boy. Feels so good he shoots his cum inside."
"Oh," Rey nodded into his neck, her voice cracking, "Do girls feel different… inside?"
"They do," Ben whispered, letting his hands meander like how hers petted his cock. Up and down her body, squeezing her tits. "Like the fleshlights, I showed you? All different."
"You know so much about sex," Rey said. "You must be an expert." She pressed her chest against his, nuzzling her baby body to his palms. Getting so comfortable and inviting his touch so easily.
"I know some things."
"Probably put this in a lot of girls' insides?" She asked as she grazed her fingertips on his waistband so close to touching him raw he could have shouted.
"I… guess," he said through jumpy breaths.
"And seen a lot of boobies," she said sadly. "And I think maybe…" Rey trailed off. "Now that I think about it, you're being nice to me? Because I'm your sister, and we have to be around each other all summer, and if you told me my boobies were ugly, you'd have to feel guilty, and now I don't think…"
She started to pull away, and when Ben tried to squeeze her to stay, she wiggled from his grasp.
No.
No, don't leave.
Fuck, my dick will fall off from ache if you leave.
Don't.
Don't you fucking dare.
"You have perfect titties, little sis," Ben insisted, but she crossed her arms around them, making him frown. "Uh…" She swayed from him, and Ben could feel his balls screw up, his belly tighten. "You know… shit, Rey, you know what, though? If you don't believe me, we can do another thing," she stopped moving and looked up at him. "If you want to know for sure if your body is good for a boy, let me check your pussy."
"My pussy?"
"Yes," he leaned toward her and crawled his hands on the bed. "Let me check it. Let me make sure it's a good one. I'll tell you the truth."
"But how will I know you're not just being nice?"
"Because if boys come inside you, that means your pussy is good. I can't lie about that."
"But brothers and sisters aren't supposed to."
"Step brother and step sister," he reminded her. "And our parents just got married. And we barely know each other. Hardly brother and sister."
"Ummmm…"
"I think… Ben chuckled as he pressed her body gently to lay on his bed. His breath ragged while he tugged on her panties, revealing a hairless, chubby cunt, fresh, baby, and slippery. "I know you'll like it." He threw her wet panties into his closet and leaned his face between her legs, not waiting for permission to suck her slick into his wanting mouth.
Rey's pretty little body seized and buckled around his head as he rubbed his hot tongue against her clit.
"Oh, oh…" she whined, squirming away. "I can't. Oh, it's so much… I can't."
"Yes, you can," Ben grunted into her sweet pussy, holding her down. But she continued to wiggle away. "Stop moving. Can't know if your pussy is good if you keep moving." She kicked her legs, scratched at his hair, and Ben finally reached up and held her shoulders down. "Do you want to know if you're going to be able to have a boyfriend or not?"
"It's tickly, and I can feel all these aches under my belly button and and…"
Ben pressed his face hard into her pussy and thrust his long tongue inside her, sucking back on her hard clit, and she whined. Whined his name.
"Ben… Ben…" she gasped, her body relaxing.
"You like that?" he asked, looking up. "You want more?"
"Yes, yes, yes…" she chanted.
"Yes, Daddy," he corrected.
"Ben?"
"Say it," he insisted, his breath hot on her pussy. "Boys like that. Call me daddy, and I'll keep going."
"Daddy?"
"Oh fuck," Ben groaned, feeling that word stroke his dick.
"Please, Daddy?"
It was a command from God, and Ben worked her pussy like his life depended on it. Tiny hard circles on her delicious clit, faster and faster, swirling, sucking, lapping her up, feeling his baby sister seize and shake, legs trembling and body thrashing as her orgasm took over. She screamed, "Daddy, daddy, daddy!" as she exploded in his mouth, A gush of baby cum flooding his face.
"Goddamn Rey, good pussy, good fucking pussy, best pussy…"
He got on his knees, spread her legs open with one hand, and pulled his pants to his thighs with the other, letting his cock bob hard as he freed it.
"Wait, what…" Rey heaved. "I can't... I don't have birth control?"
"Don't worry, I won't get you pregnant. I promise. I got you, baby sister."
"Ben... but..."
"Shhh," Ben insisted as he lined his cockhead with her tiny hole.
"But Ben-"
"Not Ben," he held her chin firmly to look at him, the strange fear in her eyes that excited him. "You gotta let me fuck you. Boys hate it when they don't get to fuck."
"Daddy?"
Ben drove his dick inside her virgin pussy, hard and forceful, feeling that earth-shattering tightness around his dick, making him leak and ready to come.
"D-daddy?"
"Shhhhh…" he shuddered. "God, I'm going to come if you keep saying that."
"Does that mean my pussy is good?"
"Ffffuck yeah." He smiled wide at her, kissing her pretty innocent face as he thrust shallowly, her pussy so tight he couldn't even get all the way inside. "Perfect pussy. The best pussy. So tight…" He gritted his teeth as he pressed through her cherry pop. "Let me in."
"Daddy!" She exclaimed, and as she took him completely, he felt that gorgeous break in her tight hole, and he couldn't hold it in anymore. He fucking erupted inside her.
"Oh fuck, Rey," Ben groaned. "Fuck, baby sister. So good to your brother, letting him unload in you like that, letting him fuck your virgin cunt. Good, good girl. God damn…"
He pulled out, and his cock was still leaking. He pumped his flush dick as he moved himself to her face.
"Lay there, boys like this. Claim your cute face… yeahhhh…." Ben shot the rest of his load on her face, creamy white liquid dripping down her chin. "God, you're beautiful. So fucking pretty…"
She smiled, two deep dimples piercing her cheeks.
"D-do I have a good p-pussy, Daddy? Do I?"
"So good, baby sister," Ben said, helping her up to sit. "Everything about you is perfec-"
Creaks outside of the door made him stop.
"Shoot," Rey hissed. "That's my mom. She comes down sometimes to check if the air conditioner is on in here."
Rey scrambled for her nightgown as Ben shut off the TV and yanked on a shirt. He sat on the bed with a woosh, and as quickly as she could, Rey shoved his black bag into the nightstand and pulled out a book, setting it on top of his still-hard dick.
"That's us at last Thanksgiving two years ago," Rey said, face so hot and sweaty from stress, heart hammering in her chest as the door opened. "Mom made two turkeys, and we ate turkey for months…"
"Hey guys," Mom said warmly as the door opened. She paused as she saw the two stepsiblings sitting side by side on the bed. "Oh, this is nice. You two getting along. I love this."
"Yeah," Ben said. "Rey just came down to bring me a snack, and we've been catching up."
"This makes me so happy," Leia said while lifting her hand to the vent, confirming that the air was working. "You two being close is very important to me."
"It's like we were always close," Rey said quickly.
"Oh, Rey," Leia chuckled by the doorway. "You have cupcake frosting on your face."
"You do," Ben said as he gathered the thick white substance on her chin to his finger. She stared at his endless eyes, getting lost again. "Don't want to waste it."
She opened her mouth around his finger and sucked, tasting his salty cum and gulping it down.
"You two are just like me and my brother Luke," Leia said, another chuckle, as she left. "Goodnight kids."
She shut the door behind her.
"Can I stay in here tonight, please?" Rey asked as she licked more cum off her lips.
"Please, what?"
"Please?" She kissed his cheek. "Daddy?"
"Anything for my perfect baby sister."