Making the Team/Go alone, super massive orgy, Stacy
Realizing that you might as well go all in, you decide to sacrifice Stacy. Well, to bring her. Not only would it be the easiest to get her to go there, you are also sure you can make her easiest keep her mouth shut about this. And also, let's be honest, the mental image of your little, seven year old sister, with her cute freckles and red pixie cut, bouncing up and down a massive cock like a little whore is just too fucking sexy for you to resist. You notice that your hands shake a bit, nervously, but you swallow your doubt and your fear down and continue on your way.
It is not far to get home and as you arrive you immediately walk around the house, suspecting where you will find Stacy. And you are right, your little sister is currently climbing the large apple tree the former owner of the home had planted many years ago, long before you had been born, wiggling her little perky rump as she struggled to find a way up. You swallow, only now realizing that she has a cute butt and you can't help but to imagine what it would look like under her bib-overall. And how it would feel in your hand. You feel your dick harden.
"Hey Stacy," you say as you come up behind her and she looks over her shoulder at you curiously, half hanging from a tree. "Wanna get ice cream? Jesse had asked me if I wanna come over, he wants to play game and eat ice cream. Wanna come?"
For a moment your heavily freckled, ginger sister looks at you, then she grins and nods. "Sure." You are pretty sure that in her mind, hanging with the boys is much better than staying at home, even if she has no idea what she would do there. In her mind it was pretty normal for her cool older brother to bring her along when he goes over to his friends, she had not yet grasped the concept of younger siblings being bothersome and unnerving, most likely because she didn't had any.
Well, that was easy, you have already feared you would have to resort to some elaborate lies to make her come with you. Soon enough you and your little sister are on your way over to Jesse's house, Stacy bouncing up the way in front of you. You kinda feel bad for bringing her, but on the other hand, you really want that starting spot. And, let's face it, you are fucking horny, you really wanna see and experience this. You watch her skip ahead of you, looking around for everything interesting, slowing down and speeding up. She is wearing simple, dirty shoes and a bib-overall that is perhaps a few numbers too big, with torn knees and some dirt on the front. Below that she wears only a sky blue shirt with some stupid disney princess on it, most likely a hand-me-down from Mary.
A few minutes later you stand in front of the door of your football team's captain, once more ringing the door bell. There is music coming from inside and you can hear several voices, obviously in a good mood, but you are unable to make out any specific words or even voices, unable to discern what is actually going on inside.
Then the door is unlocked and Andrew, still or perhaps again fully dressed, welcomes you with a big grin. "Hey man, I see you made it." He hesitates for a second as he sees Stacy next to you, perhaps not expecting you to go actually through with this, and she is grinning up to him and slightly waving.
"Hi."
"Hi." He then looks to you, with a smirk, then steps to the side to let you in. "Aaaah, well, come in you two. The others are in the living room."
Immediately after he had said that he steps to the side, allowing you and Stacy to come inside and she all but shoots past him into the direction of the living room. You step in more casually, closing the door behind you, and as soon as you have done, Andrew stops you, asking, "Wow, she is really tiny... I hadn't thought you would do it... Man, does she know?"
"Nooo," you admit a bit sheepishly. "But I mean... What was I gonna do, right? I'm sure we're gonna have a lot of fun?"
He chuckles at that and slaps you on the back. "True. Come in, let's get a drink." He then leads you into the living room, where you see yourself confronted with...