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It all started with my tits.

Up until age 12, I looked like a boy with long hair. Suddenly, my fairy

god mother touched me with her magic wand and I started to get curves

in all the right places. My boobs looked real nice and I loved looking

at them in the mirror while I played with my nipples and squeezed my

tits. I already figured out how to masturbate by then and this new game

got me hot fast as can be.

It wasn't just my boobs. My hips were rounding out nicely and my ass

was filling up my jeans real good. Some of my friends got embarrassed

when their bodies started to change, but not me. I loved every minute

of it. Going from, "How can we get rid of her?", to "Who is this babe?"

was just what this girl wanted to hear.

A lot of boys started to look at me which was nice, but I could hardly

believe it when my two older brothers started to check me out, too.

That was so weird.

"Suzi, I think you should wear a bra with that T-shirt."

"Oh, Mom, I hate wearing bras. They hurt and everything. It's just

around the house."

Besides, how could I show off my new talents if I had to put on a bra?

I decided that Billy and Bobby were my test bed and I'd be trying out

all my girls tricks on them first. I guess 14 and 15 year old boys

don't get much action so I could always tell what worked. Pretty much

everything worked, of course, and it almost got boring seeing how fast

I could get a bulge started in their pants.

At first I decided to run everywhere. My tits got to bouncing around

and stuff, but I felt stupid always being out of breath. Plus, it

really wasn't very lady like. Well, I soon figured out how to stomp

down on my heel as I walked along. Not enough to be noticed, but just

the right amount to get my boobies to bounce up and down. A real

attention getter.

Mom was always trying to put off buying me new clothes. That was true

right up until I started wearing last year's blouses that were so tight

they unbuttoned as I walked down stairs, or skirts that looked like

they were sprayed on my ass with a paint gun. I still wore stuff like

that whenever mom and Dad weren't around to remind my brothers I wasn't

a little girl anymore. The boys started walking around like they were

the Hunchback of Notre Dame replacements. I just loved it and never let

on I knew they were both hard as rocks all the time.

Watching television was the most fun. I'd lay on the couch in my

nightie and every now and then raise my legs up enough so the boys

could see I wasn't wearing any panties. They had a choice to make. They

could try to ignore me, or sneak a peak and get caught with boners when

my parents walked in the room. It was fun watching them scramble when

that happened.

My brothers tried everything they could think of to see what I looked

like naked. I pretended not to notice and they came up with all kinds

of tricks.

"Sorry, Suzi, I didn't know you were taking a bath. Uh, I'm uh, late

for a date and stuff. Would it be okay if I shaved now."

"Excuse me, Sis, I heard a noise and didn't realize you were in here

changing your clothes. Uh, when did you start wearing underwear like

that?"

"Let me open the door while you climb in the truck. Uh, I'm tryin' to

learn manners like mom says. Er, I sure think your mini-dress is cute."

Once I learned a new trick, I couldn't wait to try it out at school.

Middle school boys were just as easy as my brothers to get going. One

big break through came when I learned how to pick things up without

bending my knees. This was a very useful skill for a girl with a lower

level school locker. I'd see a bunch of boys making all the usual boy

noises as they walked down the hall and then I'd bend over to get a

book or something out of my locker just as they passed by. Silence as

they walked by and soon as they got to where they didn't think I could

hear them, it would be nothing but...

"Did you see Suzi's ass."

"Holy shit, would I love to fuck her."

"And, did you notice how her tits were hanging. She's got to have the

biggest boobs of any girl in school."

It was fun doing all stuff like that to the boys, but it was also

taking a toll on me. The more I teased, the hotter I got. It seemed

like I was spending half my life with my finger on my clit, and I was

really starting to get frustrated. I knew I'd have to do something

about it, and where better to start than with my brothers?

"I can't wait to tell Dad what you just did." I scarred the crap out of

them. They didn't hear me sneak into Bobby's room and I was able to

watch as they sent the story off to some newsgroup.

"Tell Dad what? You don't know shit, Suzi." Billy was smirking at me

after her turned off the computer monitor.

"Oh, yeah. Well, you two are the Slut Brothers. You write porn for the

web and have your own website. I even know the password is 'jism', so

there."

"How did you find all that out?" Billy wasn't laughing at me anymore. I

got his attention and he could see Dad coming down on him real hard.

"What difference does it make." I said as I started to smile at their

predicament. "You shouldn't leave your computers turned on if you don't

want little sister to know your business."

I picked up the hard copy of the story they just posted and started to

read it.

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"Give me that story, Suzi." Bobby was starting to panic and this was

what I was waiting for.

"I have another copy so it doesn't matter if you take this one from me

or not. You guys think you're so smart trying to look down my blouse

and up my skirt all the time. I've seen you with boners pushing out

your pants."

They sure were surprised to find I knew everything they were doing.

They went from big brothers to whipped puppies in two shakes of a lambs

tail. I felt like I was the queen of power instead of little sister.

"You can't tell, Dad you know all this stuff. He'll kill us." It was

beginning to sink in and Bobby understood his problem.

I decided it was time to spring my little trap. "Well, maybe if you

boys cooperate, I won't say anything."

They bought into me wanting to see what they looked like without their

clothes on. They had some problems with me wanting to read them their

story out loud while they stroked their cocks. I think I just had to

say the word 'Dad' once more before they decided to strip down and go

for it.

The story was hot and I had no problem getting into it. I wasn't very

experienced talking sex to guys, but it didn't seem to matter to them

very much. After two minutes Billy shot his stuff half way across the

room. Soon as Bobby saw that, he joined in and the two of them were

spurting all over the place.

"You guys ruined everything by coming so fast. I'm giving you one more

chance and if you come again, that's it. I'm telling Dad."

I started reading and they started stroking.

It didn't seem like a lot of time passed before my brothers were both

ready to go again. I was getting hot looking at them even though I

pretended to be into the story. They both had the kind of bodies I

liked to look at. I'd seen picture of big dicks in magazines of course,

but this was the first time I got to look at one up close and personal.

Half way through the story I was wishing I'd made the stakes something

different. Here the boys were getting off for the second time and I was

only watching.

Getting off was right. They both came again in less than five minutes.

Not as much stuff shot out, but they didn't seem to care.

"That's it. You guys have no control and I'm giving up. The deal is off

and I'm going to tell Daddy about your story, and you making me watch

while you jacked off."

"You bitch." Bobby looked so cute when he was mad. "We did what you

said and you'll be sorry if you try to tell Dad anything."

"Ha, there's nothing you can do about it."

"Oh yeah?"

Next thing I knew, Billy threw me on the bed and was unbuttoning my

white blouse while Bobby pushed my pleated skirt up around my waist. I

felt Billy pulling my blouse off as Bobby slid my panties down my legs.

I wasn't wearing a bra, so I was left with nothing, but saddle shoes,

white socks and my tiny skirt wrapped around my waist like a

cloth belt.

I'd heard that boys could only 'do it' so much before they couldn't get

it up again. I guess no one told that to Billy and Bobby because they

both were ready to go again in no time flat. I pretended that I was

outraged and started telling them to stop and whatever else came to

mind. I didn't say it to loud because I was afraid someone would hear

me.

"Now it's my turn to have some fun." Bobby spread my legs and pulled

them into the air. He lowered himself on top of me and used a hand to

guide his cock to my virgin pussy. I was so wet and turned on that I

hardly felt my cherry when it popped.

I got right into it as Bobby started thrusting his body against mine. I

felt my lower half press back at him and I seemed to lose control. Just

passion at the wheel and lust in the tank.

"Hey, Bobby, save some of that for me."

I opened my eyes and saw Billy's dick right next to my face. He held my

head with two hands and pushed his dick into my mouth. As soon as he

started to fuck my face, I knew what to do. I started sucking on his

cock as he fucked my face in time to what Bobby was doing to my pussy.

I went from a virgin to a slut in five minutes.

A lot more happened that afternoon. Fucking, blow jobs, hand jobs,

taking it up the ass, all of that. The boys had a lot saved up and I

wanted every bit of it. After my fist orgasm, I couldn't stop coming.

It turned my brothers on to see me lose control and they got into it

more, more , more.

I felt a mouth on my breast. A hand in my pussy. A finger in my

asshole. Kissing my brothers never felt like this before. There was not

a part of my body unloved. I got to learn plenty about boys and how

they worked, how they felt, and how they tasted.

I can't remember much after that except for hearing my Dad's car pull

into the garage and me rushing back to my room with my clothes in my

hand. I looked a mess when I saw myself in the mirror, but I didn't

feel that way. This was all new and different and something I wanted to

do again and again.

I didn't know what my brothers thought about the whole thing, but I

figured Bobby might get some ideas when he noticed my panties tucked

under his pillow.

The End