She's Got Everything

Stripped For Florida: She's Got Everything

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SHE'S GOT EVERYTHING

by Willie B. Florida, all rights reserved
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"Why is Neeya crying, mom?"

"Her best friend at school was stripped and she wants to be, too."

"So, why don't you strip her? Girls get stripped all the time, mom. Boys, too, for that matter."

"You saying you want to get stripped, Rahi?"

"Mom! I'm just saying, if Neeya wants it, why not?"

"It's not just that, Rahi," screamed his sister from the other room. "Suzie's got one of those things inside her, too. I want that and to be stripped. Mom is so mean!"

"What is she talking about?"

"Her friend got some kind of vibrator put up inside her. I don't know why I'm telling you all this. I'm sure you have no idea what I'm talking about."

"Oh, you mean those balls that jingle and make girls cum. Yeah, most of the stripped girls have them. Sort of fun for them, I'm sure."

"Rahi, young man, what do you know about girls cumming?"

"What's not to know? There's like three girls in my class that can't stop cumming. I mean, they've got those things set on permanent high or something. They cum all day long."

"This has been a very enlightening conversation, son."

"Mom, are you stripping me or not? I'll just die if you don't," Neeya screamed from the other room.

"Chill, honey. I'll discuss it with Daddy when he gets home."

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"Why not?"

"Dear, she not only wants to get stripped. She says her friend has vibrator balls, too. She wants the full package deal."

"Okay. Shall we do it tonight?"

"Tonight!"

"Sure. We'll have a naked daughter and . . . well, I'm sure she already knows how to cum. Didn't you at her age? I know I did!"

"Hmmph. Well, of course I did. But I just don't think that way about our kids. . . . Neeya, let's go. We're taking you to get stripped."

"Yay!!! And the things inside too, don't forget!"

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"Why is Neeya crying, mom? She's sitting outside on the doorstep, naked and crying."

"She says being stripped isn't enough. She likes the ben wah vibrator balls, but she says her friend got her belly button pierced. Now she wants that, too."

"Well, mom, belly button rings are pretty popular for girls. I mean for stripped girls it is REALLY common."

"Really? Well, I guess we'll have to get her one of those when your Dad gets home."

"Yeah, it's sort of like the the thing to do if you're a stripped girl, if you know what I mean?"

"What about you? Want to be stripped, too? And Dad says kids your age already know how to make yourselves cum. Is that right?"

"Mom! I'm fine, really. Fine."

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"Hey, Neeya. Every day when I get home from practice you're crying. What is it now? Did that girl get another piece of jewelry last night?"

"Not jewelry. It's a special creme. It makes your skin all sparkly. It makes her all pretty."

"Listen, Neeya. We all love you. There's no reason to cry to get nice things. If it feels good and doesn't hurt anyone, then me or mom, or dad, we'll all try to get it for you. Okay? You don't have to cry, alright?"

"Thanks. You're a really good brother Rahi."

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"Neeya, its been three weeks since we talked about crying, remember? I thought things were good. You have new earrings, the sparkle creme, the vibrating balls. Don't you like being stripped?"

"I love it Rahi. It's just that Suzie got something new, again."

"Don't tell me it is more jewelry?"

"No, Rahi, it's something much better than that. Oh, I know I'll never get what Suzie has, never!!!"

"Well, what is it?"

"I can't tell you. You would never do that for me!"

"Me? It's something I'm supposed to get you?"

"Not get me . . . Oh, never mind, I can't tell you."

"Mom, Neeya is crying again, but she won't tell me what's going on except to say I'm supposed to get her something she wants."

"Oh, Rahi. I just don't know what to do. Is it true, you know how to cum and all that? Kids just know too much these days."

"What's that got to do with Neeya?"

"I have to talk this over with your Dad when he gets home."

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"Son, this is a little awkward, but your mother and I need to talk with you."

"Okay."

"It's your sister. Your mother and I aren't sure what to do, but we think you can help."

"Well, I told her I'd do whatever I could."

"She already told you!" Rahi's mother looked surprised.

"What? No! I mean, I just said that you two and I, all of us, really cared about her. She shouldn't be crying on the front steps because she wants some new jewelry or sparkle cream, or whatever."

"She wants something different now . . . maybe she just needs to know you really care about her. Anyway, she asked if you'd sleep with her tonight and we told her you probably wouldn't mind. I know you haven't shared a room for several years."

"Oh, I don't mind. She could have asked me herself, you know."

"That's great. I think she'll be happy if you snuggle up with her for the night. Make sure you two get some sleep, though. You both have school tomorrow."

"Of course. We won't talk all night -- just go to sleep!"

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"Neeya? Are you in here?"

"Oh, hi, Rahi."

"Mom and Dad said you wanted to sleep with me tonight?"

"Oh, cool. They told you?"

"Um, yeah, but you could have just asked me yourself. It's no big deal."

"Really? That's great."

"Yeah. I just need to brush my teeth and find some pajamas."

"Pajamas? You never wear pajamas."

"Well, I just thought, you know . . . "

"I'm naked. Stripped, you know, so why should you be dressed?"

Rahi brushed his teeth, peed, went and said good-night to mom and dad and came back into the room. He felt the bed before slipping under the sheets as his eyes adjusted to the dim light coming in through the windows from the streetlight.

"Rahi! You're wearing boxers or shorts or something."

"Yeah."

"Take them off! I know you don't sleep in boxers, anyway. Besides how . . . "

"Okay, I'm taking them off."

"That's better."

"So."

"Yes?"

"Are we going to do it?"

"Sleep?"

"If you want to call it that."

"What do you call it?"

Neeya giggled.

"What?!"

"I thought you said mom and dad told you."

"They said you wanted to sleep with me."

"Yeah, sleep with me, like . . . "

A jolt went through Rahi's body as he felt his sister's tiny hand grasp his quickly hardening penis.

"But Neeya."

"Don't act like you never thought of it."

"Yes, but . . . you're my sister."

"See, you admit it. You do think about it. Well, so do I. Besides, Suzie's big brother is fucking her and I want the same thing. It's just not fair. Why should my best friend get her brother to make her feel good and loved and happy and my brother won't?"

"Neeya. It isn't like that." Rahi reached out a comforting hand to stroke her soft skin.

"If it isn't that then show me."

Rahi's brain was in confusion as he tried to process all this information. It didn't help that Neeya continued to stroke his throbbing erection. Well, he thought to himself, why not? He was almost being coerced into having sex for the very first time, and with his own sister. Almost coerced -- because part of him wanted to do it, too.

"Um, we don't need a condom, do we?"

"Rahi, you may be 13, but I'm only 11. There's no way I'm getting pregnant. Come on and fuck me, big brother!"

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At breakfast Rahi and Neeya's parents looked from one sibling to the other. They weren't sure what had gone on between the two of them, but they were happy to see smiles instead of tears on Neeya's face. Rahi looked pleased and happy, as well.

After a few days their mother asked if they needed another bed.

"It's fine with us if you're sharing a room again. Do you need another bed? That must be a tight fit for the two of you." Their mother laughed. "It just makes me so happy. I remember when Neeya was first sleeping in her own bed. She slept with Dad and I for the first year. You did, too, Rahi. It makes it easier to nurse a little baby than getting up and down all night long. When we moved you, Neeya, to your own bed, your brother thought it was really terrible that you should have to sleep all by yourself. 'Mommy, she'll be lonely; she's just a little baby.' So he went and slept with you in the bed. I used to go in and look at the two of you before I'd go to sleep because it was just so sweet."

Well, thought Rahi, if having sex with my sister reminds mom of when we were toddlers that's a bit weird, but so be it.

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"Mom, where are Dad and Neeya?"

"Dad took her out so we could get a surprise for Neeya. She has it in her head she needs something. Please don't worry. There is one thing she wants, but the good news is it is something completely in our power to get her and it doesn't cost much. You know her birthday is tomorrow?"

"Mom! Of course I know that. I already got her a really cool present."

"That's great, but I need your help for the really cool present your Dad and I are getting her."

"Okay, let me jump in the shower real quick and I'll be ready to go."

"Hurry, because we have just under two hours. We're supposed to meet them at Latina Cafe; I want the surprise all ready to present to her -- she won't be expecting anything the day before her birthday."

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As they drove through the neighborhood Rahi's mother interrupted his thoughts, "Rahi, when you said you would get anything for your sister, as long as it didn't hurt anyone? . . . "

"Of course. I meant it, mom!"

"Good, because your dad and I feel the same way."

They pulled up in front of a store that was quite familiar to Rahi. He'd managed to visit just a few days before to get his present for Neeya. It had been a big adventure, but he'd picked out a small clit ring he knew Neeya would just love. He was glad he'd saved his money in the small safe on his desk rather than giving it to his mom to put in the bank. That way he'd been able to ride his bike to the store and pick out what he wanted without having to ask for money and explain everything to his parents. Rahi had used all the money he had. In fact, he was pretty sure the store clerks had given him a discount on the price when they saw him counting out every last dollar bill, quarter and dime he had with him. He patted his pocket, feeling the small box in its gift wrapping. Of course, his sister would have to come into the store to get the actual piercing.

They got out and walked into the store. A front desk was at one side, with a series of doors behind it. On the right was the showroom with the cases of jewelry and assorted sex items that he'd perused on his earlier visit. Right away he spotted the pretty young woman who'd helped him select the clit ring. She nodded at him, giving him a subtle note of recognition. Rahi stood a little taller, feeling grown up at being a return customer who'd already made an important independent purchase.

"Good afternoon." His mother spoke to a young man at the counter. "I called earlier to make an appointment. It is under the name Rahi. This is my son," she indicated him with a sweep of her arm. "He is being stripped as a present for his little sister."

Rahi opened his mouth, but he found himself speechless in shock. "Mom," he managed to croak out, "you can't do this to me!"

"Remember our conversation in the car? Your dad and I are stripping you as our present to your sister." His mother looked him directly in the eye. "I expect complete cooperation on your part."

"Rahi." The young woman moved forward and touched him lightly on the shoulder. "Why don't you step down the hall with me." She tilted her head and gave him a look, half encouragement and half conspiratorial. Rahi found himself unable to resist and followed her into one of the small rooms. She closed the door behind her.

"That was a beautiful ring you purchased earlier this week. Is it for the same sister?"

Rahi nodded.

"You must really love her a lot!"

"Um, yeah, I do. I would do anything for her."

"Seems like you're going to be doing a little more than you anticipated. Am I right?"

"This is totally off the wall. My mom knows I don't want to be stripped!"

"There might be something fun in it for you. I'm Charlene and I have instructions to fit you for something you might like. In fact, if you don't end up really enjoying this, I'll pay for that ring you just bought!"

"Really? What could it be that you're so sure I'll like?"

"I need you to undress so I can take some measurements. We need to make a custom fit."

"Undress? Here?"

"Yes, would you like some help?"

"Um, no, I can undress myself."

"Excellent. You'll need to be completely naked."

The young woman turned to open a cabinet. While she was busy, Rahi, took off his shirt and undershirt and then in a sudden moment of decision kicked off his sandals and slipped pants and boxers off in one motion. As she turned around to face him he stood facing her, his face turning red.

"You're a very handsome young man, Rahi! I think your sister is going to enjoy seeing more of you."

Rahi blushed more, the crimson hue spreading over his body, then slowly dissipating.

"If you'll allow me." Charlene ran a nail lightly down Rahi's dick. He felt himself start to get hard. "That's right." She ran a finger lightly down the length of his member one more time and his penis stuck straight out from his body. Charlene wrapped a tape measure around the base of his penis. With another stroke she brought him to full erection and quickly took another measurement. "I just need to do some calibrations and I'll be right with you," she explained. She turned around and with a very small screwdriver adjusted something on the countertop. Rahi couldn't see exactly what she was doing, but his penis throbbed with a good feeling and he was becoming intrigued.

Charlene turned back around and held up a silver-colored ring.

"Is that it?"

"This slips on right here, and slides right up to the base. I've adjusted the controls so that the ring is calibrated exactly for your penis."

"Oh!"

"There are special ball bearings designed to adjust the pressure, so if you're soft the ring can't fall off, but if you're hard it won't constrict your blood flow. It's perfectly safe, no matter what. But that's not all." Charlene winked at him.

Rahi looked at the ring. He suspected it was there for more than aesthetic effect.

"You're wondering what it does?" Charlene teased.

Rahi nodded.

"Well, let me show you just a few tricks. I'll let your parents or your sister try out the more advanced features." Charlene picked up a small remote control from the countertop and punched a button. Immediately the ring began a soft vibrating that within seconds had Rahi's erection pointing straight at the ceiling.

"That's the low setting," she explained. "It can be set higher. Let's take you out front and I'll show your mother how to use this thing. You won't be needing your clothes, but I'll imagine you'll want this?" She held up the small gift wrapped box. Rahi was grateful that she'd thought to check his pockets and carefully held the box in his hand.

"Thank you. It's my sister's birthday -- it would be terrible if I didn't have it with me this evening."

Charlene and Rahi walked out of the room and to the front counter. His mother was waiting patiently, a satisfied smile on her face.

"My, Rahi, you look great!" his mother enthused.

Rahi tried to scowl at her, but with the penis ring pulsing he only managed to give an expression halfway between a grin and a grimace.

"I just wanted to show you a few things." Charlene launched into an explanation of the remote to his mother. He managed to overhear something about a password, a setting that would prevent him from removing the ring, and some kind of explanation about the different levels of vibration.

"Rahi, you've been an excellent customer. Please come back and let me know how this goes over with your sister. And enjoy," Charlene ran her finger up his erection and tweaked the tip. She gave him a kiss on the cheek.

The fitting, the interaction with Charlene and the pulsing ring had all distracted Rahi from his original shock, but he still felt outraged that his mother had done this to him.

"Mom, you knew I didn't want to be stripped. Why did you do this to me?"

"Rahi, I'm surprised at you. You said you would do anything for your sister. Well, evidently her friend Suzie's brother just got stripped and she said having a stripped brother would make her happier than anything. Neeya's birthday was coming up and what nicer present than to strip you for her!"

No more was said as they drove the short distance to the cafe. They got out of the car and walked across the parking lot to the outdoor seating area. As soon as Neeya saw Rahi she let out a high pitched scream of excitement.

"Oh, Rahi, Rahi, Rahi, you're stripped. You're stripped!" Neeya ran up and wrapped herself around him in a huge hug. Rahi was quite aware of his throbbing penis trapped between their bodies. Neeya pulled back and took a good look at Rahi's erect penis. She put out a finger and touched the silver ring and then ran her finger up the length of the erect shaft. "Very nice, Rahi. Thank you."

"Actually, this is mom and dad's present to you."

"Really!? Mom, Dad. Thank you. You stripped Rahi just for me?"

"Yes, honey. Happy Birthday! It looks like it was both a surprise and something wonderful."

"Oh, thank you, thank you. It's just what I wanted." Neeya ran over and hugged first her mom and then her dad.

"This goes with," mom said, handing Neeya the small remote. "It's on '2' right now which will keep him hard. If you really want him super erect, or more," she added, her eyes twinkling, "move it up to a higher number. Your dad and I have the password that accesses any other changes. That means Rahi can't take the ring off and you can't get into any other mischief."

"I got you a present, too," Rahi added in a quiet voice.

"You did! Wow, this is the best birthday ever!"

Rahi opened his left hand and held out the small box. Neeya took the box between her fingers, untied the tiny bit of ribbon and carefully opened the lid. "It's some kind of ring?"

"Um, hmmm."

"But . . . ?"

"Try to guess."

Their parents tried to peer into the tiny box to see what Rahi had given her.

"I didn't know you'd been shopping," said his mother.

Rahi continued to focus his attention on Neeya. "It's for down here," he said, running a hand up her slit. "You'll need to go to the shop to get it put in properly."

Neeya's eyes got big. "Oh." she finally said. "I know what it is. Thank you big brother!" They all laughed.

"That was a rather intimate touch," observed their mother. Considering the circumstances Rahi just rolled his eyes.

"Neeya!" They were interrupted by a delighted scream from across the parking lot. A girl of about Neeya's age was running towards them. She wore a light flowered sun dress and white sandals. Her hair was set off by two pink ribbons. "Wow! Is that your brother? He's so cute! I wish my brother were stripped. Oooh! He's wearing a ring -- does it come with a remote?"

"I have it right here. Should we try it out?"

"Of course. Let me see."

"It's on '2' right now and he looks pretty hard. Should we try '5'?"

"How about '8'?"

"Okay."

Suddenly Rahi's entire body went rigid. His hips bucked forward and his penis seemed to grow another inch. "Aaah, Aaah, Aaah," Rahi bucked forward, his back arching as he went up on tip toes with his head leaning back. In less than a minute an arc of white fluid shot upwards, mirroring the arch of his body as he curved even farther back. A second jet of sperm, and a third and the boy slowly came back to earth. Orgasm complete he stood trying to catch his breath, a smooth film of sweat coating his naked body. The ring kept his penis at full erection, the tiny ball bearings pulsing at the base of his organ.

"Wow." The two girls stood in awe of the performance.

"That is so cool. You must be Neeya's parents. I'm Suzie, from Neeya's class at school," said Suzie, introducing herself. "You're Rahi." she stated matter of factly.

"Suzie?" inquired Neeya's father with a puzzled look on his face. He looked over at Neeya for clarification.

"How many Suzie's are in your class?" asked Neeya's mother.

"Only me!" stated Suzie proudly.

"I thought you were stripped?"

"And your brother?"

"Neeya said . . . "

"All these weeks . . . "

Neeya's family chimed in one after the other with confusion.

Suzie looked around from one to the other.

"Neeya's just so lucky to have a family like yours!" Suzie finally stated with determination. "She's got everything: she's stripped, her brother's been fucking her, and now he's stripped, too!"

"She's been telling us all about how you got stripped, how you got ben wah balls, how . . . wait a minute! You're fucking your sister?!" roared Rahi's father.

"What! You told me to yourself," replied Rahi.

"I did no such thing!"

"'Go sleep with your sister,' you said, and Neeya said, 'Did mom and dad tell you what I wanted,' and . . . " Rahi stopped and looked at his family members one by one. Turning to Suzie he said, "I have a very good idea how all this happened. If there are some things you're wanting, I suggest you take lessons from Neeya -- she's obviously the master!"

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