Making the Team/Bring Stacy (7)/Let’s Go/Stand up for Stacy/Watch
“Please, can I stay?“ you ask, unable to just leave your sister alone there.
“You want to watch?” Jesse laughs; that wasn’t exactly what you had in mind either, but you decide not to argue. “Sure, kid, knock yourself out.” The football player behind you lets go of your arms and you walk over to a chair off to the side of the room. You sit down just in time to see a hand travel into Stacy’s overalls. She looks over at you in alarm, coming to the realization that something isn’t right, here. The seven year old squirms as you see the hand reaching underneath her t-shirt and lift it up.
“Oh, fuck yeah!” The teenager kisses Stacy’s neck while she continues to squirm in his lap. It all becomes more real for you when you watch him start to undo her overalls. It seems like just yesterday you were helping her learn how to undo them herself one day after she got homd from kindergarten. And now, and older teen was taking them off and was probably enjoying the feeling of Stacy wriggling around in his lap, right on the boy’s erection, no doubt. She looks back toward you and seez that you’re nearly in tears. This makes her even more upset and concerned.
You watch helplessly as your baby sister’s overalls start to come down. The football player stands her up for a moment and they fall the rest of the way off. He starts to pull off her shirt, too, leaving her in a pair of yellow panties, before pulling her back into his lap and touching her everywhere.
WIP