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This is something I gotta tell someone, but I can't tell anyone, 'cause they'll think I'm a freak.
I'm a sixteen year old guy, almost seventeen. Two years ago, my parents got a divorce. My dad was had an affair with a woman he met at his job. Anyway, my sister went with my mom and I went with my dad. Almost immediately, my dad married this woman. This sucked because it pissed my mom off and so I was stuck at my dad's house with this new stepmom and her daughter, who was a year older than me.
My step sister, Bree (not her name, of course), is a freak. Crazy hair, piercings (eyebrow and tongue), a couple of tattoos. When they first got married, Bree acted like she was pissed off ALL THE TIME, which meant she got away with all kinds of stuff 'cause no one wanted to deal with he shit. She scream and yell, stay out all night and once her mom found drugs in her room.
Back then Bree hated me. Seriously. She and her friends make fun of me 'cause I wasn't a freak. Then she gets this boyfriend, some guy in a band, who fucked her three times and them dumped her. This caused some rift between her friends and so she started staying home, pouting on the couch in front of the television.
So one night I'm watching television and she comes in and yells at me. I yell back, calling her a bitch and asking why she's such a rag. I guess this stuns her; she just shuts up and storms away. A couple of days later, she comes in from being out with some of her friends and she flops on the couch and starts talking to me, normal like. A few days later, we watch a movie together, this time with my dad and her mom.
Long story short, this goes on for a bit. Parents go out one night and she brings her friends in – three other girls. They're smoking a j and watching television. Bree asks if I want some. I don't want to be a dork, so I say yes. One of the girls is kinda cute and we're talking a bit, but then Bree says they need to leave. I want to go, but I'm not invited. Shortly after one a.m., Bree returns alone.
We watch television for a bit and she gets out another joint. We start smoking it and damned if my parents didn't come home right then. We get the joint out and beat a path to her room. Parents are clueless and don't notice the smell or ignore it. Meanwhile, we're stuck in her room 'cause the parents think we're in bed already.
We're talking quietly and the weed's making me laugh at everything she says. I'm high, but not so much that I don't begin to notice how cute she is. If she hadn't been such a bitch, I'd have noticed it earlier. I notice her pointed little nose and sexy, sly smile. Anyway, that's when she tells me about how this dick boyfriend fucked her over. I mean, he really broke her heart. I tell her he's an idiot and she just does a “that's sweet.” I tell her again only this time I kiss her. On the lips.
That just pisses her off. She pushes me away and I feel like an idiot and start to leave. She tells me I can't because my parents are still up and they'll blow if they see me coming out of her room at night. Now she's laying on the bed and I'm sitting on the floor, not talking. Suddenly, she rolls off the bed and sits next to me on the floor. We're just stare at each other, then she kisses me. We start making out and we end up fucking right there on her bedroom floor. It was really weird because I'm pretty sure my parents were getting it on down the hall at the same time.
Well, when we finish, we're both freaked 'cause we didn't use any protection. So it's like “gotta go” and “get out of here.” For about a week we don't even talk to one another. I know she's thinking pregnant and so am I. It was the hardest two weeks of my life. Finally, I get up the nerve to ask her about her period and she tells me it's a little late, but she's been late before.
Finally, she get's her period. She tells me one afternoon before my parents get home. We're in the kitchen and she's telling me. I don't know why – okay I know why – but I say, “If we do it again, we gotta use protection.” Bree kinda stares at me, then says, “You got any?” Well, I didn't, but we went right out and bought some condoms, like we were dating or something. Unfortunately, the parents were home when we got back and we didn't get to use one until the next afternoon.
The thing is: now we're fucking all the time. Seriously, we're at it least three times a week, sometimes more. I feel like I know every inch of her sexy little body. I've actually turned down dates and activities with my friends to have sex with my her and I know she's done the same. The parents are happy 'cause we don't fight, but now we can barely stand to be in the room with each other without starting something. We've basically stopped seeing people and are now talking about moving away we graduate from high school.
So I think I love her but I can't tell anyone 'cause, you know, freak. What do we do now?
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14599.
Growing up my parents were divorced. I would visit my father two or three times a year - two weeks every summer and then various holidays. My dad was remarried and I had a step sister who was the same age as me by a couple of months. I had a real brother a year younger than me. When we were about 12 or 13, my dad and step mother would leave and go to work. They felt we were old enough to be home alone. My SM would come home and make us lunch. The first day this happens I wake up am cumming in my pants. I open my eyes and my step sister is walking out of the room. I went into the bathroom and got cleaned up like nothing happened. The next day, I was awake. She came in right after the parents left and puts her hand up my shorts and starts stroking me. I just laid there. After I came she hurried out of the room. Next day, she comes in strokes me and then pulls covers down. Pulls front of my shorts down strokes me and then starts to suck me. I exploded. To make a long story short, she did this every morning. I would start to say I was going to take a nap after her mom left for lunch and she would come and suck me again. She had to know I was awake. This went on every summer. She got hooked on drugs in high school and raw away after she graduated. They never speak of her and I have never asked. My younger brother told me it was the same deal for him every morning too. Crazy stuff.
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14394.
We were 6th graders. Jenny was my step sister. We were close and Jenny would talk about boys and how sexy they were. She would tease me and ask me what girl I would fuck if I had a choice. "Carol has the best ass" but Sandra is getting big tits. This would make me horny and I would go to the barn to jack off. I think she saw my hardon. One night she follwed me and caught me playing with my prick. She started giggling and ran to the house. I was embarrassed. "She'll tell on me", I thought. But she didn't. Instead she would pet her pussy when I was watching and stick her ass out. Then tell me to go jack off. I tried to get even so I'd catch her and wrestle her to the ground and pretend I was going to spank her. I really enjoyed feeling her up. One day she teased and ran to the bunkhouse and laid on the bed with her legs spread. I got on her and rubbed her pussy with my free hand. She Let me me take her pantiees off, then hugged and said "Fuck, Fuck me." It was my first time and she fucked and milked the cum out of me in a couple of minutes.She had been fucked before and knew some moves. The odd thing is I never could get her out of my mind. I loved her but thought I wasn't supposed to. We played all the sex games we could but we never married. I'm 32 now and i call her and if the opportunity arises we fuck. Its funny as we are married and have kids and spouses. But we are in love.
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