Where it happened: Older Sister's Boyfriend's Apartment
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
Chad was my older sister’s boyfriend at the time. My sister Lucy was almost ten years older than me, and when I was thirteen she had brought Chad home to meet our parents.
I could hardly believe how good looking he was, and although he was almost ten years older than I was could not take my eyes off of him!
I couldn’t wait to tell Charmaine and Melanie, my two best friends at school, and the next time that he came to visit I promised them I’d call and let them know that he was there. The next time Chad was at our house, it happened ‘just by chance’ that Melanie and Charmaine rode their bikes up to our place. Charmaine’s legs went weak, and then when we were in my room and talking, Melanie lay on my bed and started talking dirty, of things she’d let him do to her if given half a chance. The three of us were virgins still, all waiting for Prince Charming, and here he was right in my house and holding hands with my big sister!
We giggled and we whispered in case the things we said were heard, and the definite conclusion was that Chad could have each one of us if such was what he wanted!
A year had passed. Chad had gotten himself an apartment just up the street from our house, and he and Lucy were now seeing each other all the time. It was as though the two of them were married, though they slept in different beds.
I had a boyfriend by that time, but still remained a virgin. Melanie was pregnant to a kid we knew from school, and Charmaine lost her cherry on the night she turned fourteen. Our lives were very different now and boys were our best friends, and though I still was skinny my hips were now developed and my breasts had passed from training bra’s to ones my sister wore.
Chad became a part of us, much like the older brother that I’d often wished I’d had. He’d tease me, and make fun of me, and though he did it all in fun I’d find myself just now and then get really really mad at him for stupid things he did!
One night when he was over my sister got a headache, and then when she had gone to bed we got to talking sex. He told me of a girl he knew back when he was at school, who watched a porno flick one night and got herself so horny that she fucked her younger brother. The girl, he said, had felt so bad she’d run away from home.
I asked him what became of her. He said he didn’t know. I asked him why he told me, and he said it was a lesson that he learned when he was young, that watching porno movies didn’t do a person good. I asked him if he’d watched one.
He told me that he had. I admitted then that I had too, and told him of the time when Melanie and I had found a movie in her basement, all tucked away beneath the stairs behind a bunch of boxes. It was obvious her brother had hid the thing away, and when it was we watched the thing our eyes were bulging from our head, so graphic were the scenes!
He told me of the porno flick he watched when he was young, about a black guy fucking four young Chinese girls, and how it was he fucked each one and spewed his seed in each. The scene portrayed supposedly was filmed in the remote jungles some distance from Rangoon, in a convent where the novices were hornly little virgins who wanted to be fucked. The black man was a pilot who had had the great misfortune of crashing just nearby. They fed him and they fucked him, and they fucked him till he died, and the story so he told me was the stupediest there was!
The story that I told him was definitely as stupid, about a big tall blonde guy with the longest cock I’d seen. It was the ugliest of anything I think I’ve ever seen and the women that were fucking him were old and had no class!
It seemed that I could talk to him about anything there was, and then it was he asked me if I’d ever fucked a guy?
I told him that I hadn’t, that I’d yet to find the one; and then it was I asked him if he had fucked my sister. He kind of blushed, then told me that he couldn’t really say, for it really should be Lucy who should be the one I’d ask!
It was the beginning of a process Chad and I would now go through, one step and then another till we reached that grand finale with the final act complete. I laid down on my bed that night so horny and so wet I thought I’d die if I weren’t fucked. I almost thought of getting up, of going down to his apartment and asking that he do it. I lay there as I thought of all the things that he might do, of lying in his bed with him and feeling of his sex. My finger found the sacred place, then gently gave me pleasure, and so it was I layed there as I fucked myself to sleep.
A few weeks passed, and then there was the night he came for supper, sitting right across from me while holding hands with Lucy. I wanted his attention, so I slowly eased my shoe off then started playing footsie. At first he just ignored me, but then I used my toes on him and slowly rubbed his leg. It hardly took no time at all until I saw him look at me and then I saw him smile. Slowly I continued as I gently rubbed his leg, ever slowly upward, then pushing up beyond his knee. Again I saw him smile at me, and then he rolled his eyes as though he relished what I did. My mother came and brought desert, and then it was I moved my chair a little more toward the table. I watched as then he moved and slid his body further to me, and so it was I rubbed him with my toes inside his thigh. People talked and chattered as my world became my own, and I saw him as he moved his chair an inch or more now closer. My toes now reached up further, then found the bulge of flesh, and slowly I pursued the course and rubbed it with my toes.
I felt it growing stronger, and I played with it some more, and could see the sweat from off his brow now rolling down his nose.
Suddenly my sister stood, suggesting that both her and I should clear away the dishes while Chad could talk to both my parents. It was wedding bells, I knew it, for he’d come to ask her hand; and so it was I took away my foot and then helped Lucy with the dishes.
Several weeks then followed as the wedding plans were made, and with just a month to go Lucy went to Denver on a course to do with work. She’d only just be gone a week, poor Chad I knew would miss her, but there was really just no way that she could miss that course!
I phoned him on the Wednesday and asked how she was doing. I asked if he was lonely. He told me that he was, that he was already in his PJs, but perhaps I should come over and give him a massage. I knew he’d not forgotten how I had rubbed his leg, and when it was I said I might he told me he was joking, that perhaps I’d better not. I said I might. He said okay, then laughed as though it was a joke and said he’d tidy up his place in case I happened by.
I went up to my bedroom and looked in all my drawers, then found the tiny garment, the negligee pyjama’s made of
see-through fishnet cloth. I stripped myself bare naked, then put the garment on, then slipped into the matching frilly panties that were with it. I looked into the mirror, and wondered what he’d think, for the cloth that it was made from gave no covering at all.
I went to bed and laid there till my parents went to sleep, then leaving on the PJs I slipped on a pair of jeans and then a sweater over top. I opened up my window and then I climbed outside, then ran the distance down the street to where it was he lived.
He opened up the door for me, and acted like he wanted me to think he was surprised! He ushered me inside, and then he showed me all around, and then inside his bedroom I asked him if he’d gotten dressed, for he’d said that he was wearing his PJ’s when I called?
He kind of laughed, then said that after we had talked he thought he should get dressed. “Why?” I simply asked him. “You’re wearing jeans,” he then suggested, “and a sweater! I’d look stupid wearing PJ’s.”
“I’m wearing mine,” I told him, lifting up the sweater so he saw the thing beneath. He looked at me a moment, right there into my eyes; and then it was he came to me and reached and took the sweater and then he took it off. The see-through little negligee was next upon the floor, my naked breasts revealed for him, their nipples hard and firm. No word at all was spoken as he reached to take my jeans, then reaching for the buttons he undid them down the side.
I sat upon the bed as he then slipped them from my legs, then reaching for the panties he then slipped them down my thighs. He lifted up the covers, and had me lie between the sheets, and I watched as he removed his clothes and saw at last the strength of him, the horny male penis prepared for that ahead.
Only just a bed lamp was turned on for us to see, a light that barely lit the room but gave to those upon the bed sufficent that they’d see. I felt him there beside me, his flesh against my own, his arms were now embracing me, my breasts against his own. He held my buttocks gently, his fingers in between, and then it was he kissed me and sought the depths within as he caressed me with his tongue.
Such pleasure of the male tongue I had not felt before, so long it was it seemed that it went halfway down my throat. I marveled at the way he kissed, and then I felt his hand as he caressed my tiny belly, searching in the little hole, the navel in the middle. I relished what he did to me, his hand now in the hair, the little pubic mound of it seemed such that it aroused him as his hand embraced the mound.
I felt his penis strengthen as it pushed against my leg, the wetness seeping from the thing now spread upon my thigh. His hand embraced the lips between, his fingers seeking further, the clitoris extended, responding in the wetness of the flesh that was between. A finger sought then found it, the sacred tiny entrance as it welcomed him inside. His finger found the hymen, as he kissed my naked breasts, and I wondered as he played with me if Lucy had been given the same as I was now. My body was reacting, seeking more than what he gave, and then it was his lips and tongue descended to my belly.
I could not wait! I took his head and slowly then I pushed it till his mouth embraced the hair, his tongue descending further as it sought and found the clitoris and caused me to respond. The wetness seeped from out of me and rubbed upon his lips, and then it was I gasped as now his tongue went in the hole.
Such pleasure as he gave to me enhanced the parts within, and his fingers squeezed my buttocks as his tongue went further in! Such parts of me he touched inside were such as I’d not known, and it seemed that he was fucking me, the wetness flowing from me as I pushed and thrusted anxiously while pressed against his face! I gasped, and then I gasped again, and felt the surge now rising as it sought to find it’s peak. Again I gasped, this time I knew the peak had almost come; but then it was his tongue withdrew, and suddenly he stopped!
I lay there almost overwhelmed, not knowing why he’d stop!
I looked at him, my pleading eyes, my thighs apart and waiting! His penis now was ready and anxious to go in, touching first against my thighs, and then against the hair. I felt it first caress the lips, the wetness seeping from it, and then it was I felt myself embrace it as it entered!
Such pleasure of the male flesh was such for which I’d pleaded, and instinctively I felt myself responding to the noble beast that ravished me inside. I gasped and called and begged for him and pleaded for his pleasure, and I heard him as he cried aloud, the race for both now almost done, our bodies thrusting anxiously in harmony together!
Our breath was gone, our bodies fucked of strength that was within them, and we laid there when the deed was done, exhausted from our pleasure.
He kissed me, and he asked if I had hurt when he had entered? I kissed him, and responded no, for such had been my pleasure; and I felt his hand embrace the mound of flesh beneath my belly. We kissed, and then we kissed again, my thoughts reflecting back upon the porno flick I’d seen, and I wondered if he’d have the strength to do the deed again?
His shaft was soft, though long it was, and so it was I mounted him and kneeled above the shaft. His hands now cupped my youthful breasts as now I grasped the shaft, and taking now the horny knob I rubbed it in my lips.
Suddenly the beast grew hard, and then it was it entered. The pleasure of that second time was such I can’t describe, our bodies moving slowly as we talked and offered tender words expressing of the love we felt and fucking as we did it. The light of morning rays now started shining in the room, and then it was the passion rose, our bodies fucking anxiously to reach their peak again.
He walked me home, and kissed me once again one final time; for such as what we’d done that night would be the only time.
I stood there at the wedding, my sister by my side, and relished thoughts of what it was he’d give to her that night. He’d shared with me a secret that he would not share before, for Lucy was a virgin still, and waited for her wedding night to lose the precious cherry.
I see him every now and then, my sister at his side, still thinking of that night when he had taken of my cherry. No other soul there is who knows the secret of what happened, just he and I who shared that night and relished of the pleasure. As strange as it may seem to some the only other man I’ve fucked is he who is my husband, for such as what we did that night gave cause to me to treasure that which happens when a couple gives their soul to one another.
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