Where it happened: Their house
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
I was 14 when my oldest sister “Mary” got married to “Steve”. About eight months later they had twin boys and that was immediately followed up with a little girl. Steve’s job took him to Iowa so the summer I was sixteen my mom sent me to help Mary with the house and the three kids for the summer. Things were cool and then my dad had a heart attack and nearly died and Mary flew home to be with mom and dad while I stayed in Iowa with Steve and the kids. She planned to be away just for the week but my dad got worse and one week turned into six. I think she also wanted a vacation from being a wife and a mother so this was a good excuse for her to get away. The first week she was gone Steve was pretty nice and then when she said she would be away longer he started getting cozy with me. He’d just hug me too long, or kiss me on the cheek too close to my lips, or he’d cuddle me on the couch and let his hands get near my boobs. Stuff like that. So this one night I got the kids to sleep and got dressed for bed (a tank anad panties because it was really hot) and came out to sit with him and watch TV. He was just in a tee and boxers like usual. I forget when it was but at some point he just lightly put his arm around me and rested his hand on my boob. I was kind of used to it at this point but this time he got my nipple and started rubbing it. I’ll be honest that it turned me on and when he finally kissed me I wasn’t complaining. We kissed for a bit and I forget what we said and then he took me to his bedroom and we stood there for a while just kissing and hugging. When he pulled off his tee and dropped his boxers I said we couldn’t do this and he said it wasn’t a big deal and nothing bad would happen. My tank and my panties came off and then we were on the bed and made out for a while. When he got on top of me I said “We can’t do this!” and he said okay and we went back to kissing and then maybe a minute or two later he was right back to trying to get in me. I started squirming and then he just held me tight and started pushing it in me. I struggled for a bit and then stopped when he was all the way in me. It was uncomfortable but it didn’t hurt and I was just like, “wow, I’m fucking.”
I realized I could get pregnant but it seemed too late to say anythng so I got into it. It was just starting to feel really, really good when he started going fast and then he held me real tight and pushed really deep into me. He was looking in my eyes as he started going off and filling me. When he was done he rolled off me and we were all sweaty and sticky so we took a shower and then went back to bed together. Later in the night he got on me again and then again in the morning. The next almost five weeks we slept together every night and we had sex almost every night. I had my first orgasm with Steve. Luckily, I didn’t get pregnant even though we never used protection. I was back there again when I was eighteen but we never did repeat what I call my Summer of Love. He just never tried to have me again. Honestly, I would have said yes if he had.
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