It's not the first time the Forgers have called you in a panic. Honestly, you're sure it won't be the last, either. Once you proved yourself a capable babysitter, there seemed to be no looking back. The two young parents seem to be very careful with their daughter, and who wouldn't be? She's a precious girl, easy to fall for. If they only knew just how well you get along with her, perhaps they'd change their mind about letting you watch her, even in such a sudden emergency. You're not sure what kind of emergency would pull away a doctor like Loid on such short notice, or what business would drag his wife away at the same time, but that's certainly not your job to question.
"Sorry again for calling on such short notice," Yor Forger says, smiling politely.
"It's always so sudden, and it's hard to find people who can keep up with Anya," Loid says, shaking his head. You know exactly what he means, sometimes it's like the girl knows exactly what you're thinking. It might not make a lot of sense, but you've come to enjoy that part of her as much as everything else.
"It's no trouble, really," you say, smiling right back. "I don't mind spending the time with Anya, she's a delight."
"Well, I'm glad that you get along with her so very well. And I trust you don't just turn on Bondman and let her watch it all day, right?" Loid asks, and you chuckle.
"Only the new episodes, but she sure does love her Spy Wars," you say, and Yor's smile grows.
"She was excited that you would be watching her, so we know you'll do a great job!" she says, and the two finally make their leave. Breathing a sigh of relief, you step into their apartment. Honestly, it's hard to believe you actually get paid for this. Taking care of Anya is a delight, but perhaps, too much of a delight for you.
"Anya? Are you taking a nap?" you call out, but the girl comes bounding out of her room pretty quickly, freezing when she sees you.
"Ah, you're here!" she says, beaming, as she runs up to hug you. You embrace her, kneeling down and pulling the girl in close. She's always so cute in her little dresses, with her hair ornaments that look like little horns. The girl really is adorable, and you were doomed from the start. How could you help how you feel, looking at her? She's just too cute, and you can't not look at her when you're taking care of her…
Slowly but surely, that first time, the girl seemed to be able to sense how badly you wanted her. You couldn't understand how she knew, what would lead her to make the moves that she did, almost as if she could see your fantasies, and play them out in real time. You'd think of how lovely it would be if the girl would lean on you, and then, she would. If her hand drifted to yours, clutching you, and she would.
As you felt more and more bold, you would think of more depraved things, and Anya would do those, as well. By the time you were imagining her hand on your erection, and you felt her tiny hands reaching out for you, you knew it was fate. She's perfect, and it isn't long before she's squirming in your hug, pushing her little legs together.
"Big brother…" she whines, and you pull her in even closer. The first time you thought of her calling you that, your twisted fantasy that you never could have imagined living out, and then those words spilled out of her cute little lips… it was truly enchanting.
"Hm? What is it, Anya?" you ask, reaching up to pat the back of her head. It's hard to keep focused, having her this close… you know she can probably feel your cock prodding in against her, a sure sign of the desire you struggle to keep in check. She's too much for you, and you just hope her parents never figure this out.
What would you do if you were suddenly cut off from the perfect little girl you've come to love?
"You're excited to see me, aren't you, big brother?" she asks, pulling back and smirking a bit. She knows that she's got you, she knows exactly how excited you are. She felt it, digging into her.
"Of course, little sis," you answer, and Anya's smile grows. She leans in, nuzzling against you, and laughing.
"You're so happy to see me! So happy you already got big for Anya!" she says, and there's just something about the way she says it that gets you even more excited. "But, did you bring me a treat? If you want Anya, you have to treat Anya!"
"Oh, please, do you really doubt me that much?" you ask, reaching back. You pull out a small bag of peanuts, handing Anya her favorite snack, and the girl's eyes widen. You know how much she loves the snacks, and even if she didn't demand such tribute, you'd want to bring her treats like this just because of how her eyes light up. She's got you wrapped around her little finger, that's for sure, but you don't mind that. Not even a little bit.
Already, you're letting your mind wander, waiting for the time when you finally get to give her a bath, to put her down for bed, but let her sleep right alongside you… though, truthfully, the two of you probably won't be doing much sleeping. Hearing that the Forgers would be gone for a couple days was the best news, it meant you could have so much time to really indulge in your little sister. Your precious little Anya, who means the world to you…
"I love you, big brother! I'm so glad we get to hang out! I can't wait for bath time!" Anya says, and there it is again. It's like the two of you have some magical connection, letting her always know just the right thing to say. You can't help smiling, matching her energy with your own.
"Do you want to take an early bath, then, Anya?" you ask, and before you can even finish the question, the girl is pulling her dress off over her head. She tosses it to you, rushing off giggling, setting her peanuts aside for now. You follow after the girl, watching her strip down as she leads you to the bathroom, laughing the whole way along. Her panties come after her dress, and she tosses them behind, letting you catch the warm fabric.
Her clothes are still warm, full of heat from the young girl's body, and you want so badly to just stop, to pull them to your face an inhale her scent… but you have the real thing right in front of you, so why would you need to? Once you step into the bathroom after her, Anya looks at you expectantly. She steps up, pulling at your pant leg, and you kneel down, beside her.
"Big brother, how badly do you want Anya?" she asks, and you shudder. Fuck, she's too good at this. She's troublesome in all the right ways, and it's a wonder that no one else has snapped up such a perfect little girl yet.
"Now, now, you know that I love my little sister very much… I want you as much as I love you, and that's just way too hard to quantify!" you answer. But in your mind, you can't stop thinking of how much you want to take her right here and now. To just push her down, climb onto her, and put your all into fucking her senseless…
The way she blushes, leaning in closer and pecking at your cheek, as if taunting you… it drives you so crazy. You want her, so badly, so fucking badly.
"Start the bath!" she whines, but first, you can't help reaching out. You place your hand on the back of her head, pulling her in for a far more passionate kiss. The girl melts in your touch, mouth opening for you. You push your tongue into her, tasting her. She's sweet, as if she just had some candy or some other sweet treat, a goodbye gift from her family perhaps. But now she's here with you! Her precious older brother, who will give her so much special attention, the kind of treats her parents would never offer her.
When you finally pull back, the girl is panting, her face flushed. She giggles, breaking the tension and snapping you out of your temptation to just go right back in to the kiss. You stir, rising to your feet and turning on the bath. It's going to take a little bit for the tub to fill, so in the meantime, you sit on the floor beside the tub. You pull Anya up into your lap, facing you, and pull her in for another kiss.
This time, it's easier for you to run your hands along her perfect little body. You could explore every inch of her, just savoring her young body until you couldn't take another second… but you know that Anya would want more than that. As much as she loves the way your fingers trail over her skin, especially as you kiss her, you know it would take far more than that to satisfy. She wants you, and already, the girl squirms on your lap. She's so wriggly, and the way she's grinding on your cock makes it that much harder to hang on.
"You're so lovely, little Anya," you murmur, pulling away from the kiss. You kiss her forehead instead, finally reaching up to cut off the water. She giggles, climbing over you, into the tub. You hear a soft splash, and push up onto your knees, turning to look back at her.
"You're dirty, big brother, you need to get clean, too!" Anya says, grinning. You shake your head, remembering the first time she lured you into the tub with her. You stand, undressing, watching her splash in the warm water as you do. The tub is plenty spacious for you to join her, with how small Anya is. You settle in beside her happily, and the girl sets on your lap once again. She leans back, sighing happily, while you wrap your arms around her tiny tummy.
She's so soft, you can't help caressing her, squeezing her and touching her, and soon, she sighs. You feel her shifting, reaching her tiny hands down… and soon, they find your cock. She's small, but she takes hold of your shaft with both hands, slowly working them up and down your length. She knows just what to do, at every chance, and you can't believe just how tricky this little vixen is. You never stood a chance against Anya, and you know it.
"Ah, Anya, that feels so good… how did you know what your big brother needed?" you ask, as you feel the tension of the previous days fading away. This is the best job you have, and everything else is such a drain in comparison. Spending time with this precious girl, it feels like all the weight of the world just drops away.
"Hehe, I know what my big brother needs! I'm a smart girl!" Anya says, as she picks up the pace. You grin, pushing one hand down. You slip in between her legs, rubbing your finger against her tight entrance. You know she's going to take a lot of work to get ready for you, so why wait? You might as well start this up, pleasuring her while she does the same for you. You reach up with your other hand, feeling her flat chest.
She's so perfect, and you roll her sensitive nipple between two fingers, working her to stiffness. The girl whimpers, shuddering on your lap as you toy with her.
"And I know what my little sister needs, don't I?" you ask, and Anya nods.
"You're so smart, big brother! So good at making Anya feel good!" she whines, her voice nearly cracking from the pleasure that washes over her young body. In the hot water of the bath, your every touch is that much more intense, and you know Anya is enjoying it. She can't get enough, bouncing up and down on your lap, all while stroking you off. You know you could be satisfied, just with this, but even with all the time you have with little Anya, you don't want to burn through all your stamina this early.
Still, you won't be beat. You can withstand her efforts, while you push her on further and further, teasing her closer to the edge.
"You're so cute, little Anya, I love your sensitive nipples, and your perfect little pussy," you murmur, right in her ear, and the girl whimpers. She trembles, her hands shaking as she strokes your cock. She can't withstand your praise, talking about her like that, so dirty and yet so very enticing. It spurs her on, but she gets more and more clumsy, making it easier to keep her on the very edge. You tease at her nipple, working your finger into her tight cunt, pushing the girl to her limit.
You're not going to move this along until she comes, and you're going to make that happen as quickly as possible. You love pushing her this hard, making her come for you over and over again, getting off on how much she enjoys herself. Anya is simply too cute, and you can't get enough of her. She soon gives up on stroking you off, her mind simply too far gone, distractions aplenty. Your touch is pushing her, closer, closer, until she finally feels herself snap.
She cries out, leaning back against you as she comes. Her body tenses up, her hands going limp at her sides, and all you do is turn her. You soon have her facing you, pushed up onto your lap, so that you can ease her down onto your cock. She comes back to her senses just as the tip of your cock pushes in against her young pussy, and she reaches down. She holds you steady, slowly, sinking down onto you.
Even after all the practice she's had, this hurts. You watch her pretty face twist with pain, but she soon relaxes, letting the pleasure wash over her. Before you can even ask if she's alright, she's settling down, clinging to you.
"Big brother's cock feels so good," she murmurs, and hearing her blurt out something you've fantasized about so many times always drives you mad. You tremble, lost in the feeling of her tiny body wrapped around yours. You push her back a bit, however, leaning in so that you can press your face to her flat chest. You latch onto her nipple, rolling your tongue over her, feeling just how stiff she's gotten for you. "Ah! That tickles!"
Anya may claim that, but the girl isn't laughing. Instead, she's struggling against her desire. Teasing her big brother, working things on further and further, it's all so fun for her… but when you have the upper hand like this? It gets a bit hard for her to manage. Still, Anya fights her hardest. She pushes down, starting to move, making it a bit harder for you to tease her with your tongue.
She bounces on your cock, looking so perfect as she loses herself to the pleasure of your body. How can she be this good at this? How can she have learned so quickly? She's advanced for her age, sure, and looks far younger than Loid says she is, but still. It's amazing that Anya is this advanced, this gifted at using her body to get you off. You're in over your head, you know that much, especially as she learns more and more tricks.
All you have to do is think about how much better it might be if she moved just a bit that way, or if she came down right now, if she touched here, if she did this if she did that, and next thing you know, she's doing it. It really is like she can read minds, and if that weren't so ridiculous, you'd really be wondering if there wasn't some secret this family was hiding.
"Oh, Anya, precious little Anya," you murmur, finally pulling back. Sucking on the girl's sensitive nipples is so much fun, hearing the way she whimpers and moans for you, but you have to settle back. You sink down into the water, relaxing into the heat as Anya picks up her pace. "You have the perfect body, you know that?"
"Big brother! I'm not even done growing yet!" she counters, and you laugh.
"Well, maybe, but I'd love it if you could stay just like this," you murmur, reaching up and patting her on the head. She sinks down onto you one last time, shuddering as the compliment tips her over the edge. She comes, her body tensing up for you all over again. You reach out, grabbing onto her hips, fucking up into her as she loses herself to climax.
While she is left a panting, shuddering mess, only a few syllables of your name, and big brother, managing to work their way out of her lips between adorable moans and whimpers, you fuck up into her. She's so little, it's easy enough to hold her in place while you keep a steady pace. Fucking her through her orgasm keeps her coming, harder and harder, until you're right on the edge as well.
"Anya want's a family with big brother! Don't pull out!" Anya whines, and you groan as you lose yourself. Fuck, how did she know? There's no way she can get pregnant yet, but hearing her beg for it like that? Asking you to do it? It's going to drive you mad, no doubt about that. You explode into her, your hot come flooding into the girl's body, and she whimpers as she loses all control. It's too much for the girl, and the hot water only adds to her pleasure as she loses herself to it all.
The hot water, the heat of your come flooding into her, it all nearly proves too much for little Anya. You pull her in close, hugging her in the bath, knowing that it's about time you finally put some work into getting her clean. For real, now. All you've done so far is make the precious girl more of a mess, and while you know you'll be getting right back to that, it's nice to have a good starting point, is it not?
~X~
By the time you get Anya all cleaned up, the girl is bouncing with energy once again. You don't even bother dressing her up again, knowing how much time the two of you will be spending naked. It's not like her parents will be back any time soon, anyway. There's part of you that worries about the remote possibility of them coming back early… but, wouldn't they at least call first? And besides, the business trip they are on should last at least a couple days. You're fine, and you know you're fine, but it's hard not to worry in spite of that.
"It's almost time! It's almost time!" Anya says, bouncing up and down on the couch beside you. Sure enough, her favorite show is coming on, and you know that you have to at least let her watch this in peace. Well, relative peace, that is. She's so cute, eyes glued to the TV set while she watches her spy show, and you are happy enough to pull her onto your lap. You let your hands drift over her body, doing your best to watch along with her. She might want to talk about all that happened later, after all.
Your main focus is on her body, however. And you can't get enough of it. You love to worship her, to touch every inch of her precious little body, letting your fingers drift over her soft skin. She's such an amazing girl, and you know that nothing in the world could distract her from her favorite show, but even so, she does react a bit to your touch. She whimpers, softly, and that only spurs you on. You let your fingertips brush along her bare back, over her soft tummy, up across her shoulders, exploring her all over, and little Anya begins to breathe a bit heavier. By the time the show is winding down, you can feel the wet heat of her cunt resting on your leg. She's grinding down against you, even as you touch her.
"Did you show get you all excited, little sister?" you ask, as the outro begins playing. She looks back over her shoulder, before turning to face you. She pouts, looking a bit grumpy, and you can't help but imagine those cute little lips wrapped around your cock, instead.
"You were distracting Anya!" she says, crossing her arms. But sure enough, she can't keep still for long. You've played into her weakness, getting her all worked up, and the poor girl just can't take it.
"I'm sorry, I know it was a bit much, but I can't help it. You're just too cute, and I can't stop touching you when you're this close," you admit, and Anya's eyes widen.
"I'm too cute!?" she asks, and you nod.
"You sure are, little Anya," you say, and you let your fantasy build. Grabbing onto her cute little hair horns, pulling her down onto your cock, ramming into her… it's enough to drive you mad, how badly you want her right now. Maybe that's not fair, but you can't help wanting to use her to get off. She uncrosses her arms, smirking as she pushes up and off of your lap. She reaches out, taking your hand and pulling you up to your feet.
"I forgive you, big brother!" she says, as she reaches up. She takes your cock in hand, stroking you off towards her, and it doesn't take long to have you fully hard. You were already flirting with the idea, simply having her on your lap, but this is too much. Once your cock is hard, she leans in, kissing the tip and rolling her tongue over you. "Anya will reward you, then! You held back and did as little as you could, right?"
"Yeah, of course, I know how much you love that show… I wouldn't want to distract you," you answer, and Anya pushes down a bit further. She's really putting her all into this reward, and you simply relax, sighing happily as she pushes down onto your cock. You can already feel your head sliding down her throat a bit, but that's putting her right at the edge of what she can take. She pulls back out, sputtering a bit, eyes watering, and that only makes you want more.
"Push me! That's as far as I can go!" Anya says, before leaning right back in. She rolls her tongue over you, just like you imagined, and you can hardly believe her words. Is she asking you to fuck her face? To do this for her, because it's too hard? You don't have to be told twice. Without a second thought, you place your hand on her head, pulling her down as far as you can. Your cock slides down her young throat, and Anya's eyes widen. The girl is perfect, letting you do this with her. How could you have ever found such a perfect little sister?
And to think, you're getting compensated for watching her, as if this isn't a dream come true? The little girl does her best to keep up as you fuck her face, while you use her hair as handles. She reaches up with one hand, gesturing for you to take it, and you do just that. While one hand is on her head, you hold her hand with the other, her fingers intertwining with yours. Her grip keeps flexing, then relaxing, while you pound the girl's throat. She can't take this for long, you know, and she's likely struggling to keep up, but that doesn't stop you from going all out.
"Ah, my sister's throat is the best!" you groan, pushing further, further, fucking her face as hard as you can. You can feel her tight throat clenching up around your cock, tensing up again and again, and her eyes widen. Just when you start to tell that this might be going a bit too far, you feel yourself nearing your limit. You slow, pulling back, letting Anya catch her breath. But even so, the girl keeps rolling her tongue over you, refusing to pull back completely. It's as if she can sense how close you are, how near you are to the edge, and she wants to push you that little but further.
Her efforts bear fruit, and just as you pull out of her mouth, you come. Your seed erupts onto her face, covering her in the sticky white substance, right after her bath. Anya giggles, licking what she can, and smiling at you.
"Does Anya look good, all messy like this?" she asks, and you can hardly even answer. Your thoughts race, thinking of how much more you want to do to her. You could cover her, spend hours indulging in her perfect little body until she's absolutely drenched in your come… she'd look so lovely, so beautiful, just as she always does.
"You look amazing, Anya. So cute," you murmur, reaching down to pat her on the head. "You're such a cute girl, you know that? Too much to bear."
She shuffles a bit, from foot to foot, and it doesn't take much to guess at what's wrong with her. She must have to pee, and you wonder why she hasn't said something sooner. Sure, it would be a bit of an interruption to your fun, but if she just admits it…
"Let's play more!" Anya says, shifting focus immediately. You don't know what's going through her little head, but you can't help going along with it.
"Alright, Anya, what did you have in mind?" you ask, and she shrugs.
"I'm not sure, but we have to keep the fun going! You don't get to babysit enough, big brother!" she says, and you grin.
"Okay, then, why don't you head to bed, hm? I'll come with you," you say, and Anya rushes off. The girl is pleased, and you don't even have to tell her to get onto all fours once she's in her bedroom. She's waiting for you, presenting her tight little ass to you, waiting expectantly. It's almost like she knew you wanted to take her from behind, to fuck the girl doggystyle, and you're not about to complain. Time with Anya always requires some preparation, and you pull some lube out of your pocket. Admiring the girl, you upend the bottle, letting the cool substance pour onto her.
She shudders as it lands on her asshole, dripping along her, even the heat of your body not quite enough to warm it. Soon, you press against her, sliding your finger through the lubricant, then pushing it into her. With how small she is, you have to be very careful not to hurt her. Her ass is amazing, so small and perfect, tighter than anything, but because of that, you have to work to get her ready.
"Ah, your finger… it's so warm, big brother!" Anya whimpers, as you push in and out of her.
"Make sure you relax, okay, Anya? You need to be ready for this," you murmur, watching as the girl trembles under your touch. She's so cute, and you can tell she's just trying to hide how badly she needs to pee right now, but you don't want to miss out on a second of this. You free your cock with your other hand, as you push a second finger into her, gently prodding her to relax, to open up a bit. Slowly but surely, Anya does just that. She's panting, breathing heavily as she puts her all into making this easier for you.
By the time you pull back, shifting to spread some of the lube onto your cock, she's looking back at you expectantly.
"Anya is ready! Don't hold back, big brother," she whines, and you nod. You shift in behind her, admiring just how tiny the girl is. She's so small for a six year old, but if that's what her father says, who are you to question it? You press in, lining up the tip of your cock with her slick asshole. She whimpers as you push in, as you feel her little body stretching to fit your cock. Her eyes roll back, as she reaches back and you take her wrists in hand.
You pull yourself into her, deeper, moving slowly. Inch by inch, you sink into her, and Anya does her best just to hold on. It's too much for her, as it always is, but isn't that the fun part? Once you're sheathed within her fully, you reach down with one hand, releasing her wrist so that you can feel her little tummy. You're so deep within her that you can feel her bulging out a bit, your cock working to stretch her that much, and you soon feel her little hand on top of yours.
"So big," she murmurs, and you chuckle.
"Not too big, right, Anya?" you ask, and she shakes her head.
"No way! My big brother is perfect for this!" she insists, and you smile. Reaching back up, you pat her on the had, then grab her hip. She keeps her hand on her tummy, feeling the bulge of your cock fade as you finally pull back, out of her.
It isn't long before you're pushing back in, however, thrusting deep into the girl and making her cry out for you. You fall into a steady rhythm, pounding Anya from behind, fucking her as hard as you can manage. You're so lost in this rhythm, in the way her tight little asshole feels on your cock, that you completely forget about the situation she's in.
Getting pounded from behind does little to help her throbbing bladder, and it's taking everything Anya has just to keep from losing control. She doesn't want to have an accident, not now, but she doesn't know what choice she has, either. You don't want the fun to be interrupted, that's what you thought, so how can she just ask for a bathroom break? The girl does her best to hold on as you continue using her, pushing in deeper, harder.
"Anya, my lovely little sister, I love you so much!" you gasp out, the words tumbling out one after another as you use her. This is the best job you've ever worked, hands down. You love this, every single second of this, and while Anya can certainly be a handful from time to time, having a handful of her hips, of her wrists, all while you fuck her? It makes up for anything she might do.
Every second brings you closer to the edge, while pushing Anya that much harder. The waves of pleasure that wash over her make it so difficult to keep up with her bladder, with how badly she needs to relieve herself right now, and you don't have the slightest idea of the danger you're pushing her into. She's not going to last long, but you can't think of anything beyond the incredible pleasure you feel right now. Again and again, you thrust into the girl, taking all you can from her.
It doesn't take long before you're right on the edge. You thrust into her one last time, shuddering as you feel your climax begin to rush over you. You pull back, opting to paint her in your seed rather than come inside of her. You groan as you come, your seed shooting out, one strand after another. You're surprised that you even have that much to cover her with, and you come down panting, admiring your handiwork.
It doesn't take long for Anya to reach her limit, however. Before you can so much as pull away from her, she whines. Her body gives out, as she has pushed herself as hard as she can. She shudders, whimpering as you watch yellow streams begin rushing down her legs. You're stunned, left in complete shock as Anya pisses herself right in front of you. Your mind is racing, trying to process what you're going to do, how you're going to get all of this cleaned up, and why it turns you on so much to watch the little girl wet herself in front of you.
When she's finally done, Anya is whimpering, tears streaming down her young face.
"B-big brother! I'm… I'm sorry! I couldn't hold it any longer!" she whines, and you are quick to pull her in, reaching down and bringing her back up into your embrace. You pull her in close, wrapping your arms around her from behind and holding her.
"It's okay, Anya, it's okay! Don't worry about it, we just got caught up in how much fun we were having," you assure her, and the girl sniffles, slowly coming around.
"You're… you're sure? Anya isn't in trouble?" she asks, and you smile, hugging her even tighter.
"Of course not," you promise, and she smiles. You hope she doesn't notice how turned on you were by all of that, coming to terms with your own perversion, and if you just hug her until it passes…
"That's good, because you'd be in trouble, too!" Anya says, reaching down. She takes your cock in hand, and you can already imagine the grin on her face. "You were turned on by that! Big brother is a pervert!"
"Shh! What, where did that come from?" you ask, and Anya giggles.
"It's okay, it felt good! It was so bad, hurting, I was so full, but now it all feels better!" Anya admits, and you wonder at just how lucky you are. You might have discovered this kink tonight, but Anya seems to share it as well. Or perhaps, she merely wants to be more like her big brother? Either way, you're not going to question it.
"You're such a good girl, Anya. We'll get this all cleaned up, don't worry, but first… do you mind if I make a bigger mess? Your big brother really wants to do something with you," you ask, and you can't believe you're really going through with this. You've felt your own need to piss growing, building, and seeing Anya lose it like that? It only made things that much harder. Now? You can't resist going for this.
"Okay, okay! Whatever you want to do, big brother!" Anya says, and you let her go. She moves, getting down on her knees, without you even having to explain it to her. You grin, shaking your head. How does she even do this? You rise to your feet, looking down on her as you stand on the bed. You feel a bit of stage fright, taking your cock in hand and aiming at the precious girl below you… but once you sigh, relaxing, it's all over.
You piss on your little sister, on the adorable girl who calls you her big brother. She indulges you in so very much, and there's no way anyone is more perfect than her. Even now, even as you unload on her, letting your hot piss cover her tiny body, soaking her to her core, she smiles up at you. She opens her mouth, letting just a bit enter her, and seems to enjoy the taste. You shift your aim up, doing your best to soak her hair, to get the come you splattered her with earlier off of her.
In reality, this only adds to the mess you've made of her, splattering off of her and onto the bed that was already soaked in her piss. This will take quite a bit of doing to get cleaned up, but you planned on letting her share your bed anyway, so it's not as big of a deal as it could be. You can just wash her bedding overnight, getting all the evidence of this washed away as easy as could be.
You can't let this secret out, what the two of you do that has you getting along so very well, but at this rate, you think you can hide it all rather easily. When you're finally done, your stream coming to an end, Anya opens her eyes, beaming.
"That was fun! Warm and nice, just like a shower!" Anya says, and you can't help but smile in response.
"Yes, quite a fun shower, hm?" you ask, your cock already hard for her once again. You know you'll be exhausted by the time the Forgers are back, but taking good care of Anya is a lot of work. Surely they'll understand, right?
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You give Anya another bath, getting her nice and clean after the way you covered her in your piss and your come, indulging in her a bit more as you scrub her clean. Her body is just too enticing, and even trying to get her clean proves harder than it should be. She's just too much fun, and her perfect body is a trap you are always going to step right into. She loves every second of it, anyway, letting you explore her as you clean her up.
Detours aside, you do finally get her scrubbed clean and dressed in her cute pajamas. It's definitely her bed time, and while you know it's not a good idea to keep her up late, she doesn't have school tomorrow. You lead her to your bed, holding your precious little Anya's hand, mind already racing with all the fun you want to have with her.
"Anya isn't going to sleep tonight!" she assures you, beaming up at you proudly. "I'm going to stay up all night, playing with my big brother!"
You feel yourself twitch, hard for Anya once again. It never takes her much to get you going, and before the girl can even manage to get into your bed, you scoop her up. She giggles, and you're glad you didn't even bother with her panties. It makes it so much easier to just turn her, bringing her to face you, then to push your cock in between her legs. She's so light, so easy to maneuver, and you hold her in place as you line the tip up with her waiting cunt.
"Big brother wouldn't even let me get in bed!" Anya teases, and you grin down at her.
"Sorry, I just can't help it… not when I have the cutest little sister," you assure her, pushing in with a soft grunt of effort. You fill her, feeling the tight heat of her cunt envelop you. If only she was a bit older, you could really indulge in the thrill of breeding her, of coming inside of her and making her yours… giving her a child for the two of you to share. The thought fills you with such excitement you can't help pushing in even deeper, fucking her a bit harder than intended.
"I have the best big brother! Anya wants to have his babies!" Anya blurts out, and you feel your heart speeding up.
"You… you do?" you ask, and it's like a dream come true. The girl smiles, nodding and reaching up, hugging you. She pulls herself in against you, even as you pick up your pace, bucking your hips into her over and over again. She's so fucking tight, so perfect, and you can't wait to fill her up. "You want your big brother to put a baby in you, Anya?"
"Mhm! Please!" she pleads with you, and you push in that much harder. You can feel yourself losing control, giving up on reason completely. She may be far too young for this, but you don't care. She's been too young for every bit of this, and it didn't stop you. She can't actually get pregnant, at least, not yet, but what's wrong with playing pretend?
"Alright, then! I'll plant my seed in you, Anya! I'll give you a baby!" you indulge her in this, and she nuzzles in against you. She clings to you as you plow her, fucking up into her tight pussy as hard and as fast as you can manage. She's wet, and not just from the shower. You've done wonders to introduce this girl to so much at such a young age, though she seemed to already know far more than she should have on her own. Is it really your fault, when Anya seemed to know exactly what you wanted, each and every time? How can anyone blame you, when she came on to you?
You don't know how she does it, who taught her all of this things, but everything you imagined with her, everything you thought about, she would then turn around and ask for it. How can you say no? How can you deny her? You thrust into her, again and again, loving the feeling of her body wrapped around yours. She's perfect, made for this, made for you! Anya is a dream come true, and you might not really be her brother, you might not really be able to get her pregnant, but that doesn't matter.
Right now, you can do anything for her. Everything. And that's exactly what you'll do! You hold on to her, keeping her steady as you ram into her again and again, fucking her with all you've got. But you think you can do so much more… holding her up is nice, but wouldn't it be better if she could spread her legs more? If you could really use your weight to make this easier? You pull out of her, leaving Anya gasping out.
She doesn't have much of a chance to whine for more, though. Not before you have her on her back, pushing her little legs up, pinning them beside her head. She looks confused, but also contented, especially as you work your way over her. You line your cock up with her cunt, admiring just how exposed she looks right now. You pin your legs down around her head, and her pussy is so perfectly primed for you. You shove into her, pushing in deeper than you've ever managed with her.
"I can get so deep like this, Anya, there's no way this won't get you pregnant!" you promise her, just going along with the game, and Anya nods.
"Mhm! But someday, you'll have to do this when I'm older! So it will really work!" Anya begs, and you feel yourself slipping. She's so perfect, so fucking perfect. You thrust into her as hard as you can, and she reaches up, grabbing onto her legs and holding them in place. As you plow her, doing all you can to breed this adorable little girl, you reach down. You place your fingers on her ear, gently rubbing her, rolling her lobe between two fingers. She shudders, whimpering and crying out for you.
She's always so sensitive there, and hearing her go to pieces like that just leaves you wanting more. She comes, trembling as her climax rushes over her, her focus completely shattered. Anya can't pay attention to anything but her pleasure, and yet, the sensations that flood you rush into her, as well. It's almost as if she can feel her tight cunt wrapped around your cock, as if she can feel how amazing it is to fuck her. She doesn't know why her powers are manifesting like this, now of all times, but she loses herself in them.
You fuck her through her climax, deciding there's no way you're going to stop now. You want to savor this, to fuck her as hard as you can for as long as you can. She's your perfect little sister, you can't ever get enough of her, and you're not going to stop until you've made her come for you again and again, until you can't take another second before you burst within her. You want to fill her up, to make her yours, to plant your seed inside of her, but you have to have your fun first.
Anya is lost in your thrusts, finding that she can't cling to anything right now. She's cast adrift, completely overwhelmed by all these feelings, and yet, loving every bit of it. She can't believe this feels so good, she can't believe playing with you is this much fun. She knows you told her this is your special game, that no one else should play like this, but why don't they? She can't wrap her head around it, and yet, she would never question you. Not when this is so much fun, not when you feel so nice inside of her, so warm and perfect and big.
Anya shudders, her orgasms chaining together. You fuck her through one after another, loving the way her tiny little body seems to tense up on you, getting that much tighter as she comes. She can't hold back, she can't stop herself, and every second her pleasure builds even higher. By the time you're reaching your limit, she can hardly even keep her eyes open. It's exhausting her, wearing her down, but how are you supposed to stop? You're out of control, your hips move on their own, fucking into her again and again. All you want is to feel this for as long as you can, to never have to leave the perfect warmth that is her young body.
But, of course, all good things must come to an end. Even something this perfect can't last forever, and with a groan, you finally feel yourself slip over the edge. You come, your seed erupting into Anya. With how long you fought to stay right on the edge, the heat of your seed absolutely floods into her, pushing the girl into one final orgasm. She whines, your name on her lips as she comes with you, joining you. When you finally come down, pulling free from her and admiring the sweaty mess you've made of little Anya, she smiles at you.
"Will we have more fun tomorrow, big brother?" she asks, her voice soft, tired. You grin, nodding.
"Of course, little sister. I know how much you love to play," you promise her, laying down beside her. You pull the girl in close, hugging her to your body. You always sleep so much better with her beside you, and you sigh happily. She snuggles in closer, nuzzling you, basking in the warmth that you offer her.
"Love you, big brother… you're so nice," she murmurs, and you hug her that much tighter.
"I love you, too, little sister. I don't know how I got so lucky, how I was so blessed to meet you," you respond, and Anya's breathing gets a bit deeper. She's out like a light, just as you'd expect, and you know it won't be long before you join her. She's a lot of fun, a real handful, but you don't mind that. Not when you can have so much fun with her, and not when you can play the part she loves so much. Anya really is perfect, and you can't wait to spend as much time with her as you can before her parents finally come back.