The Weaker Sex?
by Jpc900 



Ross and Kelly, Dave and Jenny:

The Weaker Sex?

Jpc900

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Chapter One

It was a beautiful early spring morning and Dave had taken full advantage of
the unseasonably warm weather. He'd bounded out of bed with the sun still low
in the sky and headed for the hills north of town, eager to walk away his
cares and worries. Not typically an early riser, his wife Jenny had mumbled
her amazement when he climbed out of bed.

"It's Saturday, luv. Come back to bed," she groused.

"Too nice and too lovely outside to sleep, even on a weekend," Dave had
replied.

His sweet Jenny, beautiful even with her hair mussed and her eyes closed,
drifted back to sleep without another complaint, and Dave tiptoed from the
bedroom.

He spent half the day up in the rolling hills the hills, his border collie
nipping at his heels as he climbed higher and higher. The view from the top
was magnificent, and he felt exhilarated, truly alive.

In fact, all the fresh air and exercise had left him feeling just a tad bit
randy. As he descended back towards town, he wondered if his ladylove was
waiting for him back at the house ... and if they might manage a few moments
alone.

Dave smiled and walked faster.

Chapter Two

When he walked in the front door, his smile faded. The place was empty. Jenny
had long since climbed out of their bed.

On the kitchen table he found a note:

"I'm off to the store to do a little shopping, luv. Should be back early
afternoon sometime. Hugs and kisses, Jenny."

Dave dropped the note to the table and sighed. Apparently his healthy lust was
going to have to wait a bit. He wandered back into the bedroom to change out
of his sweaty clothes.

As he pulled his blue jeans down and stepped out of them, he happened to
glance out of the window on the north side of the bedroom.

He could easily see over the pine board fence into his neighbor's yard, and
what he saw made his knees weak and his pulse race. Both of the neighbor's
children were home, but it seemed apparent that their parents were absent. In
the back yard, their son Ross was swimming alone in the large oval pool;
inside the house, Dave could see their daughter Kelly in the kitchen,
rummaging around in the refrigerator.

Dave loved watching them, for reasons he couldn't explain, even to himself. He
moved back into the shadows in his bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed,
wearing just his boxer shorts, watching them, knowing they couldn't see him in
the dimly lit bedroom.

As he watched, Ross climbed out of the pool and reclined on a sun bed beside
the pool. Just nineteen years old, he was a strapping boy, a magnificent
specimen of manhood. His stomach was flat and rippled with muscles, his arms
thick and strong, his shoulders broad. Dave studied him with envy for a
moment, remembering what it had been like to be so young.

But it wasn't Ross that really captured his attention ... it was the girl.
Kelly was just thirteen years old, still tiny and slender, but her body was
lithe and athletic and ripe. As he watched her reach into the refrigerator,
Dave could see the back of her thin legs ... and as her short pleated gray
skirt rode up in back, revealing a hint of her taut, firm little back side,
Dave felt himself stiffen.

The girl was still dressed in her private school uniform, that short gray
skirt complemented by a matching blazer, a white cotton button-down shirt, and
knee-high bobby socks; on her small feet she wore black patent leather shoes.
In short, she was every man's temptation ... and Dave was sorely tempted. He'd
watched the girl ever since the family had moved in, and had given up on
denying his lust for her long ago.

He watched her often, and he had long suspected she was a naughty little girl.

Dave was about to find out just how naughty!

Chapter Three

As Dave observed hidden and unseen, the little girl walked out of the back
door and approached her brother. Quietly, Dave opened the bedroom window a
crack, so that he could hear their conversations.

"Ross!" the girl cried.

The boy barely stirred as he basked in the sun. "What is it?" he asked.

"Phone call for you! Should I take a message?"

The young man reluctantly sat up, stretching and yawning. "No, I'll get it."
He stood, toweled himself off, and walked towards the house.

Next door, Dave was puzzled. He was fairly certain the neighbor's telephone
hadn't rung.

As soon as Ross disappeared into the house, young Kelly started giggling to
herself. The sweet sound of her laughter drifted over the fence and made Dave
smile to himself.

Kelly quickly shed her blazer, and Dave's mouth watered as he saw the small
bumps of girl-flesh pressing against her blouse, her young breasts just
beginning to bud. The girl kicked off her shoes and lay down on the sun bed,
stretching out languorously, her long legs crossed at the ankles.

And what magnificent legs they were, Dave thought. He stared at them,
imagining running his hands up them, finding the soft flesh of her inner
thighs ...

His happy daydreams were interrupted when Ross emerged from the house.

"Hey!" he bellowed angrily. "There isn't any phone call for me!"

Young Kelly giggled and laughed so hard that she had to hold her sides. "I
know that, silly!" she declared. "I just wanted your sun bed and had to get
you off it!"

"Give it back now, please," Ross requested politely.

"No way! Finders keepers!" Kelly retorted.

"Get off my sun bed!" Ross demanded, much less politely this time.

Kelly stuck her tongue out at him. "It's mine now. If you want it back, you're
going to have to take it!"

Next door, Dave settled back to watch. Things were starting to get
interesting!

Chapter Four

Ross flexed his muscles at his much smaller sister, towering over her, trying
to intimidate her.

The girl was unimpressed.

"Oh, look at all those big manly muscles! But you're still not strong enough
to make me get off this sun bed. In fact, I may just go get my bikini on and
lay here all afternoon!"

Now that was a lovely idea, Dave thought next door.

Ross frowned at her, getting angry now. "If you don't move, Kelly, I'm going
to pick you up and toss you in the pull."

"You wouldn't!" the girl cried.

"I would! Now move!"

Surprisingly, Kelly didn't flinch. Instead, she just grinned up at her
brother.

"I don't think you're strong enough to make me move, Ross. Don't you remember
what I did to you last night?"

Hmmm. Wonder what that's all about? Dave wondered. Sounded interesting.

The two siblings stared at each other. Ross had a frustrated look on his face,
while Kelly looked supremely confident.

Finally, Kelly just leaned back and closed her eyes, content to ignore her
brother. For Ross, that act of disrespect was just too much. Furious, he
reached down and grabbed the girl under her legs and around her back.

In one quick motion, he pulled her up off the sun bed and held her against his
tanned chest.

"Put me down!" Kelly shrieked.

"No - it's in the pool with you!" Ross replied.

"Put me down, Ross. I'm warning you!"

"Or what?"

"Don't you remember last night?" Kelly asked.

Ross laughed and took a couple of steps towards the pool. "You wouldn't dare
do that, not out here, not where we could be seen."

"Want to bet? I will do it, I swear, if you don't put me down right now!"
Kelly demanded.

"No way, sis. In the pool with you!"

"Ross, if you take one more step I'm going to have to remind you which one of
us is stronger," Kelly said, looking fiercely into his eyes.

Ross mocked her. "Time to get all wet, Kelly!"

He took another step towards the pool ... and then something happened that
took Dave's breath away, left him shocked and stunned and speechless.

Young Kelly twisted in Ross's arms, then quickly reached down with one hand
and slid her small fingers under the waistband of her brother's swim trunks.
Underneath the polyester material, her hand was moving rapidly, clearly
stroking her brother's bare cock.

Dave stared, mouth watering, overcome with lust.

Chapter Five

"Oh, God, Kelly ... you better stop that! We're outside!" Ross said to his
sister, almost pleading.

"I warned you what would happen, didn't I?" Kelly said haughtily.

The girl started struggling in her brother's arms ... but she kept one hand in
his swim trunks, teasing him.

For some reason, she was having far more success in her struggles. The boy
seemed inexplicably weaker. His arms were visibly trembling as he exerted
himself, trying to hold the girl.

"You're getting weaker already, aren't you?" Kelly demanded.

"No!" Ross insisted, gritting his teeth. "And I'm still throwing you in the
pool!"

Kelly just laughed at this. "I don't think so, big brother. You can barely
even hold me now!"

Clearly, the girl was right. Ross's knees were quaking, and he only managed a
few steps towards the pool, each one slower than the one before it.

Kelly continued caressing him, her small, soft fingers rubbing inside the
boy's swim trunks. Even from 50 feet away, Ross could see that she'd made him
hard and stiff, that his cock was poking out against his shorts.

As for Dave, he had a splendid view of the action. Ross was holding the girl
with her knees pulled up, and from where Dave sat he could see right up
Kelly's skirt, see her plain white cotton panties that hugged her little
bottom.

Ross wasn't the only one with a quivering, hard cock. Dave's own prick was
poking out the top of his waistband, throbbing almost painfully.

All of a sudden, Ross' weakness overcame him. With one last Herculean effort,
he tried to carry Kelly towards the pool ... but after one final step, he
dropped her, his arms falling to his sides, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

Kelly dropped to the ground with grace of a gymnast, landing softly on both
feet. As her brother stood their trying to catch his breath, trying to stay on
his feet, Kelly quickly circled around behind him, moving with the easy speed
of a mongoose fighting a cobra.

In a flash, she was behind him. Without a moment's hesitation, the girl
reached out with both hands and grabbed Ross's short, then pulled them down
all the way to his ankles. His cock, long and thick, sprang free and slapped
against his flat stomach.

Before Ross could fight back, Kelly wrapped her small hand around his cock and
began stroking him, slowly at first, all the way up and down the length of his
cock. Her other hand reached around and began fondling his balls, teasing them
and cupping them. Her pert little breasts were pressed against her brothers
back as she reached around to stroke his member

"Now it's time for you to be punished for disobeying, big brother!" Kelly
declared with a wicked grin on her face.

Chapter Six

Next door, Dave was stunned. Overcome with his own desire for the little
nymphet, he reached down and began touching himself, one hand inside his boxer
shorts.

He was so absorbed in the erotic scene unfolding next door that he never heard
his darling wife come home.

"What exactly are you doing, Dave?" Jenny's softly feminine voice demanded.

Startled, Dave turned to find his wife standing in the bedroom doorway,
staring at him. There was no hiding his flushed red face or the swollen member
in his shorts.

He stammered, trying to explain.

Jenny crossed her arms and stared at him.

Finally, he broke down and told her the whole story.

To Dave's surprise, she wasn't angry ... instead she was intrigued, as
fascinated as he had been. When he'd finished explaining all that he had seen,
Jenny strode across the bedroom and stood in front of him, peering out the
window.

"Oh, that little thing is cute! Is she the one you're lusting after?" Jenny
asked.

Ashamed, Dave could only nod.

"And her brother certainly is a tasty thing, isn't he? And she's sure got him
under her spell, doesn't she?" Jenny asked, pointing.

On the other side of the fence, Kelly had led Ross back to the sun bed. She
was sitting down now, with her brother standing in front of her, his thick
cock dangling right in front of her pretty face. She had both her hands
wrapped around him, slowly caressing his cock. The boy's eyes were closed, and
both Jenny and Dave could hear his moans.

The older couple watched for awhile, as Kelly worked her magic. Poor Ross grew
ever weaker - he was barely able to stand. Kelly stood up and walked behind
him again, stroking him faster ... letting him lean back against her.

He was so helpless that he could no longer stand on his own. Kelly was
actually helping to hold him up, even as she made him weaker still.

"Please stop! Please stop," Ross begged.

Kelly whispered something in his ear, something Jenny and Dave couldn't hear.
But it was clearly deliciously naughty, because Ross closed his eyes and
moaned louder.

Dave turned to his beautiful young wife. "Honey, I don't understand what we're
watching. How can that little girl have so much control over her older
brother? He's so big and strong looking!"

Jenny giggled. "Dave, of course she can control him. She may be a young little
thing, but someone has taught her about the secret weakness that all men
have!"

Dave was puzzled. "What are you talking about?"

Jenny kissed him on the cheek. "Here ... I'll show you!"

Mimicking young Kelly's movements in the backyard next door, Jenny reached
behind her and slid her hand under the waistband of her husband's boxer
shorts. She quickly found his cock, hard and ready and already dripping a bit.

Jenny teased him slowly at first, running her sharp fingernails against his
shaft. Dave gasped ... and strangely, suddenly felt himself weaken.

"Do you feel it, my love?" Jenny asked, kissing his cheek.

"Feel what?" Dave replied, playing dumb.

"My power over you ... the way I'm making you weaker?"

"I don't know what you mean!"

"Oh, really? Are you sure about that?"

Dave nodded ... though he could feel his strength slowly draining away, his
energy sapped by his wife's gentle touch. Jenny turned around and walked
behind him, then slowly lowered his shorts to the ground, just as Kelly had
done to Ross.

"Watch out the window, Dave ... watch what the girl is doing to her brother.
I'm going to do the same to you ... "

As promised, Jenny's hand snaked around Dave's waist and found his waiting
cock. The instant her hand touched his throbbing member, Dave's knees buckled.

Jenny laughed behind him. "See? You're weaker already, aren't you?"

Dave nodded, groaning softly as his wife stroked him faster.

"Now fight against me - try to get away, if you can!" Jenny taunted.

Dave struggled, sure his petite wife was no match for him ... but her arms
seemed like iron, wrapped around his waist, holding him firmly. He tried to
break free, but the more he struggled, the faster her hand moved, teasing and
stroking him, leaving him as weak as a kitten.

"I ... I can't. I can't break free!" Dave finally admitted.

"Ha!" Jenny exclaimed. "Now you know what that little girl is doing over
there!"

Chapter Seven

Barely able to stay on his feet now, leaning back against Jenny's firm breasts
for support, Dave looked out the window to see how Ross was faring in his own
struggle.

For Ross, the fight was already over.

As Dave watched, his knees finally gave way, and he sank to the cold, hard
pavement. The boy collapsed into a puddle of water, laying helpless at his
sister's feet. Taunting him, Kelly lay back on the reclining sun bed ... but
left one dainty foot dangling over the side. She rubbed his cock with her
foot, keeping him weak and wilted, unable even to lift his head.

Not long after, Dave himself collapsed, falling back on the king- sized bed.

"Stop!" he begged his wife. "You win! I can't fight back against this strange
power of yours!"

With a knowing smile on her face, Jenny lay down beside him.

Her hand never left his cock ... her fingers just kept teasing him, kneading
his flesh, driving him crazy with desire, yet helpless even to lift himself
off the mattress.

"Now do you understand, Dave? Now do know which is really the weaker sex?"

"I do ... I do! You can stop!"

Jenny giggled one last time. "Not quite yet, dear husband! You haven't yet
learned your lesson!" In the end, she stroked him faster and faster. Dave felt
the paralysis slowly take over his body, until he finally sank into the
welcome blackness of unconsciousness, while his wife laughed cruelly at his
side.

THE END