Kandy
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In the late 60’s when I was 16 years old I lived in upstate New York. My dad got transferred by his company to Miami. It was a big promotion for him so he didn’t want to turn it down. We were three k**s in the f****y. There was little s****r my big s****r who was three years younger than me and me. I was in my first year of high school and did not want to leave my friends behind to start in a new school in Miami. It took a lot of convincing but with the help of my grandparents I was able to convince my parents that I could live with my grandparents while going to High School and come spend the summer with them in Miami.
The first summer I spent in Miami was interesting and fun. My little s****r was only four years old and did not really like to spend too much time with the older k**s. My s****rs were very good at playing with me and my older s****r and I really loved being together. It seemed that we always wanted the same things at the same time. We shared the same tastes in food, games, movies and just about everything else. My parents had gotten a three bedroom apartment but my little s****r still slept in a small toddler bed My older s****r wanted a room of her own and since I was not living there but for only about two and half months they figured I really didn’t need my own room or even my own bed. My s****r always had a full size bed and actually I think fitting two beds in that room would not have left much room to walk around.
When I arrived for the summer my parents informed me that I would be sl**ping with my older s****r in her room. My dad suggested he could get a blow up mattress if I wanted but I loved my s****r and we got along so great together I told him I didn’t need it. My s****r complained she didn’t want a blow up mattress taking up all her room either. So I put away my clothes in a small dresser my mom got me and my s****r had made room in the closet for what ever I needed to hang up which was not much.
The first few nights were spent staying up till late giggling, telling jokes and catching up on news of the f****y till my parents would yell at us to get to sl**p because they needed to get up early to go to work. My mom had a job near where my father worked so they drove together in the mornings. My little s****r stayed with me and my older s****r, so we had to baby sit her. My mom promised to find a daycare for her so my s****r and I could go out together without worrying about caring for my baby s****r.
About a week after my arrival my older s****r and I were staying up as usual and somehow wound up wrestling on the bed. I would jump on her and tickle her, which would make her squirm and kick around laughing. I couldn’t help noticing how my s****r who was three years younger than me had begun to feel like a woman under her clothes. She had small breasts but they were firm and from what I could feel of them nicely shaped. Her waist line had slimmed and while she still kept some of her baby fat her ass and legs were really shaping up to a nice proportion. She was always very pretty and her bubbly personality made her even more attractive. I wore my short pajamas and never wore a shirt to bed. The Florida weather was so hot and even with the AC on it could get pretty hot at night. My s****r always wore a short teddy with what had to be bikini panties since they didn’t cover much. While wresting with her I would tickle her while she laid on the bed and she would kick her legs up. I could see that she didn’t have much hair on her pussy yet. The more I noticed my s****rs body the hornier I got for her. Being a healthy 16 year old I was always horny anyway but my s****r’s body sent me to a whole new level. I had girlfriends and dated but I never found any one I really wanted to go steady with. I had sex only a couple of times and it was always with some cheap slut from high school that would get d***k and fuck the guys at a party. I never really had sex with foreplay and it certainly never lasted more than ten minutes. It’s hard to take your time when there are several guys waiting in line to fuck the same girl. I was a pretty good looking guy with a nice body. I was never a jock or cared for sports but I did swim a lot and had an athletic build. Judging from my friends’ cocks I would say mine was probably above average in length and certainly very thick for its size. The girls I did fuck commented on the size and thickness of my cock as soon as I got it into them.
After a while of our romping on the bed and my touching and looking at my s****r’s body I noticed my cock was very hard and my shorts were sticking out like a tent. My s****r noticed also and had to say something about it.
“Why is your cock hard?”, She asked.
“What do you know about that?”
“I am not stupid and I do look at pictures of naked guys sometimes. I know that your cock is hard just my looking at your shorts, Jesus it looks like its going to brake out any moment.”
“Stop looking at my cock, you’re my s****r. You’re not supposed to be noticing stuff like that.”
“Oh sure, I can’t notice stuff like that but you can get a hard on looking at me and touching me.”
I got very embarrassed by her comment. I didn’t know she noticed me looking and while I didn’t deliberately fondle her, I did enjoy touching her and kept my hand on her breasts longer than a b*****r should.
“I didn’t get like this because of you. At my age we are always hard, don’t you know that?”
“You weren’t hard before we started fooling around on the bed. I was keeping an eye on your shorts. The more we wrestled and the more you touched me the harder you got.”
I didn’t say anything, I was pretty scared. I could just imagine my s****r telling my parents that I was fondling her and getting a hard on. I may as well pack to go back to New York.
“I’m sorry, are you going to tell mom and dad?”
“What are you fucking k**ding me? Why would I do that? I kind of like the idea of my big b*****r getting of with me. Can I touch it?”
“What?”
“I want to touch your cock and see how hard it is.”
“No, you are my s****r. What if they come in when you are touching it? They will kill us”
“They are in bed, silly, and probably asl**p or they would have complained about the noise and told us to get to sl**p by now.”
She was right. My parents would have yelled at us to get to sl**p if they were still awake. It was past midnight and every one else in the house was fast asl**p. Except for us, we were too busy making sexual passes at each other. My God, and this was my s****r.
“I don’t know, it seems kind of weird since you are my s****r.”
“No one is going to know and besides I can tell you want me too as much as I want to.”
I really did want her to touch my cock. In fact I wanted more. I wanted to touch her all over and fuck her so bad it made my balls ache.
I didn’t say anything else. I really didn’t need to she went straight for my shorts and started to stroke my hard on. It felt great. I relaxed and laid back on the bed to let her stroke as much as she wanted to. She ran her hands down my shaft over my pants. She would squeeze my cock now and then and hold it in her hand. It was fantastic to feel my s****r’s hands on my cock.
“I can feel it throbbing in my hand when I squeeze it. It feels so hard and hot.”
I felt my cock oozing precum. I always oozed a lot of precum when I was hard. Soon my shorts had a large wet spot on them.
“Wow, did you come?” she asked, “your shorts are wet.”
“No its precum, it’s lubrication my cock puts out when I get excited.”
“Why?”
“I was told in science class it’s to wet the cock so it goes into the girl’s pussy easier”.
“Are you going to fuck my pussy? It’s that why your cock is getting wet?’
“No it just does that by itself.”
She grabbed the top of my shorts and pulled them down to my knees. My cock was hard as a rock and stood up like a flag pole sticking out of my crotch. She put her hand on my cock and began to stroke it. It felt even better when there was no cloth between her soft hands and my cock.
“Wow, your cock is big and thick. It felt big in your shorts but now that it is out I can see it’s even bigger than I thought. Will it hurt when you fuck me?”
“Shut up, I am not going to fuck you. I just want you to play with my cock for a while.”
“You want to fuck me, I know you do, that is why you are so hard and wet.”
“I told you I am not going to fuck you.”
“Will you at least stroke me too? I stroke my pussy when I am alone and I really enjoy it. But I bet it’s much better if you do it for me. My pussy gets wet too when I am excited you know. I bet my pussy gets wetter than your cock. Is that to make it slippery so your cock will slide into me better?”
“Yeah, I guess it is. If you want me to play with your pussy I will. But you have to want it bad. I don’t want to f***e you. Only if you want it and give it to me.”
She didn’t even think about it. She pulled her bikini panties down to her ankles and pulled her feet out. She put the panties under the covers. In case someone comes in she said, so she can get under the covers and slip them on. Her pussy was so nice. She had some blond peach fuzz on it and I could see where she was beginning to grow a bush. She laid next to me stroking my cock and opened her legs. I slid my hand between her thighs and when I touched her pussy she gave a big sigh of excitement. Her pussy was wet and it felt so hot I wanted to feel my cock inside her hot pussy. I could feel my cock stiffening and throbbing more as I fondled her pussy. I felt her clit and began working it like a girl I fucked used to like it stroked. My s****r gave a loud moan and pushed her hips towards my hand. My finger slid into her open hot, tight and now very wet hole. She sighed deeper and pushed harder against my hand. I felt her grip tighten on my cock and her strokes were faster. My cock was now so wet with precum that her hands easily slid around it. I could hear the faint slurp of wetness coming from both my cock and her drenched pussy. My s****r scooted closer to me till our bodies were touching. I pushed my shorts all the way down and kicked them off. She put her left leg over mine and pulled herself closer. I instinctively got closer to her face and began kissing her on the lips. Her tongue soon found mine and we began to make out like two lovers in the heat of passion. I turned towards her as we kissed and laid my right leg over her left leg so we were facing each other and our bodies touching. I ran my feet over hers and squeezed her toes with mine. Her feet were so soft it was like touching a baby’s foot. I brought my hand to her ass and began to stroke her ass cheeks and the inside of the crack of her ass while I stroked her pussy. Her breathing got very fast and heavy, she moaned and whispered that she loved what I was doing to her and she loved me. She stroked my cock harder and as I felt my cock swell and my balls pull up I let go of her pussy. I brought my arm around her shoulders and pulled her tightly against me as I turned to lay on top of her. I felt my cock rub her wet pussy. It was so hot and slippery as I felt my cock slide between her pussy lips. I brought my right hand under her nighty and began to fondle her breasts. I felt her open her legs as my cock rubbed her pussy hard.
“Oh, your cock is so thick and feels so hot on my pussy. Please go slow so it won’t hurt too much.”
That’s when I felt the first squirt of cum shooting out of my rock hard cock. My hot cum bathed her pussy. It was like opening a spigot. My cum kept shooting out with f***e. I felt it all over her pussy and on the insides her thighs. As we kissed and writhed against each other it wet her belly. I felt cum all over my cock and balls and on my legs and belly.
“You didn’t fuck me” she said.
“No I came before I got to fuck you”.
“But I wanted you to fuck me.”
“I told you I wasn’t going to fuck you.”
“Please, I want you to fuck me. I know you wanted to fuck me. You were going to, I know it. I felt you getting on top of me and your cock was about to go into my pussy.”
“It didn’t happen, OK?”
“Tomorrow?” she asked.
“Maybe, if we do this again. Maybe tomorrow.”
I got up from the bed slowly so as not to let the cum wet the sheets. I went into the bathroom and cleaned up. I came back to the bed and got my shorts back on. They were still wet but I wore them anyway. I will clean them tomorrow when my parents are at work. My s****r got up after me. I could see her pussy glistening from all the cum I shot on her and from her own juices. She looked so beautiful. She was prettier then any girl I had ever met. She cleaned up and came back to the bed holding her teddy in her hand. She was totally naked and I could see those beautiful tits of her. Her tits were still small but so perfect in every way. Her nipples were swollen which made her look older. Her body had the shape of a woman, milky white and smooth all over. There wasn’t a blemish any where on her pretty body. Her ass was perfect also. Her ass was so round and firm and perfectly shaped. She noticed me looking and posed a bit for me. She enjoyed my looks. She knew I wanted her so much. She got into the bed with me still naked. She laid on top of me and gave me a big long kiss. She raised herself and put her tits in my face.
“Kiss them and suck them for me before I put my PJ back on.”
I kissed and suckled on her breasts. She moaned as I feasted on those pretty breasts. Just then we heard some shuffling out in the hallway. My s****r quickly slid her teddy back on and she slipped under the covers. She had just gotten her panties on when I saw the bedroom door open. My mom peaked in.
“You two are still awake? It’s almost two in the morning. What were you two doing up so late?”
My s****r and I looked at each other. We both came up with a great answer.
“Nothing” we said in unison.
“Nothing?” my mom sounded skeptical. No shit. That was no answer I thought.
But she just shrugged her shoulder and said, “OK, enough of doing nothing. It’s time to put out the lights and go to sl**p. I have to get up early and don’t need you two keeping me up.”
My s****r turned off the lamp on the night table and said good night. My mom said good night with a yawn and closed the bedroom door. We heard her shuffle back to her bedroom. My s****r pulled the covers over her and turned her back to me. I got close to her back and spooned her. My cock was still hard and she felt it. She pushed her ass against my hard cock. I put my arm around her waist and pulled her close to me. I then kissed her on her cheek and whispered good night into her ear. She brought her feet to mine and grabbed my toes with hers.
“Good night” she said, “I love you”.
“Good night, I love you too”.
“Tomorrow?” she asked.
“Tomorrow, maybe.” I said.
To be continued……………
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Andrew by Grimbo Andrew slowly woke to the distant sound of a woman's voice. "Well sleepyhead," it said. "I'm glad you have finally awoken. You may be wondering were you are so I'll tell you. You're back inside Shannon's Boutique. You remember my store don't you? You came in here last week with your girlfriend and knocked a lot of the clothes off the rack. If my memory serves me, your comment was 'Let the staff pick them up. After all, that's what they get paid for.' Well,...
I met this guy Andrew on a website. He wanted to meet for coffee at the local coffee house. I agreed and met him at 2 in the afternoon. When I got there, he was conducting a meeting with some of his colleagues. I grabbed me an iced tea, then walked towards his table. Andrew pulled me to sit next to him on the booth bench.He wrapped up his meeting, then turned his attention to me. We sat close as we chatted about our likes and dislikes. His hands were all over my legs and arms. I didn't...
Dreamland By: Light Clark Synopsis: Due to his mother's work, Henry and his family are moving to New York, hoping to find a fresh start there. Not everything can be left behind by a move, however, just like not all new beginnings go according to plan. Warning: This story is 'technically' set in the Whateley universe. It uses no characters or places from that universe; just borrows a few terms and general thematics. It is certainly not canon. Chapter 01 - Day 1 "Mom! Greg's...
Natalya (Natty to all her friends) is the assistant admissions coordinator at State University and on this particular afternoon she was sitting back in her chair and staring at the pictures of her family that were prominently displayed across the front of her cubicle. In two large decorative frames were pictures her late husband Charles, her daughter Mary and her husband Frank and, of course, the love of her life, her grandson Billy. "Thinking about your grandson again Natty?" Caught...
She’s GoneMy Wife Mandy and I have been married for 25 years, and she looks to be in her early 30’s, not bad, considering that she is 45 years old. We have two k**s that are grown up and have left home to pursue lives of their own, leaving us empty nesters. Things between us had become stagnant over the past few years, as she and I lives our lives separately, but we admit that we still love and need each-other. Mandy stands five feet, six inches tall, and weighs one-hundred and forty lbs. She...
Sandra By A Happy Wife I met her at a seminar sponsored by a metaphysical church. We started to go out, just in afternoons to a movie or for lunch. I never thought I could have a relationship with her. She was too young, too smart, too successful and way too gorgeous to ever be interested in me. Sandra had been married once a long time ago. She had been single for over ten years; she had started her own business and had been quite successful. I on the other hand had been married for...
Shortly before Christmas, I had an awesome experience. It all started when friends from the lifestyle, Jackie and her guy, were at the same party in Providence. As we normally do, we played with them and also two other couples who were okay but nothing worth writing about.As I’ve stated before, I hate condoms but it’s a rule and an important one. Anyway, my vagina probably tasted like Nonoxynol-9 by the time Jackie and I went to ‘powder our nose.’ Really, we went outside to smoke a joint while...
InterracialAndi - Chapter 1 It was my fifteenth birthday the day it all started. I'd gotten home and sat down in front of the TV to watch the usual kid's programs. Most of it was too young for me, but some programs, meant for younger kids, also had jokes in it intended for adults. I didn't really notice the time, till there was a knock at the door, by which time I noticed that the clock said 6pm. Standing at the door we're two police officers. They asked me my name, and the names of my...
ANDREA By Unknown "Why don't we dress you up like the most gorgeous woman that ever lived that is, if you want to?" "Sounds like fun." I said. "Hell, why not, let's do it!" "OK then, go to the bathroom and take a shower. Meanwhile I will go look for the stuff we need." "This is starting out pretty kinky," I thought to myself in the shower. But I didn't really care what the heck, this was something wild and crazy, something I had often fantasized about but never experienced...
"Oh no, no, no, no, please no!" sobbed Mandy, as the car just died on her. No lights, no power, just a car slowly freewheeling to a halt in the middle of Exmoor. No passing motorists either and no sign at all of civilisation. "Dammit!" she muttered when pulling out her mobile; no signal either, she really was stuck. "Why me Lord?" she asked prayerfully. "Sorry Lord, your ways are mysterious and I'm sure there's a reason." The car had drifted to a halt on the narrow road that...
Mandy Can Fuck DadbyThe Needler©I woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs. It seemed unreal, everything that happened the day before, and I was still figuring things out. I got up, ran through the shower, dressed and came into the kitchen just as Mandy was putting breakfast on the table."Hi Daddy, sleep well?"She was wide awake and cheerful, and the only thing she wore was an apron. It wasn't terribly broad, and I could see the outside of her nipples at the edges of the cloth. She had dimples on...
Randi Author's note: This story was originally written in 1994. I found it reread it and while I liked the premise of the story I didn't like the way it went in parts. There were two sequels written (well, one and a half) that if there is enough interest in Randall and Denise I will look at rewriting them as well. Please review and let me know if it is worth the effort. Randall sat at the bar staring down into the brown tinted ice that used to be a rum and coke. He was a bit...
I was walking home from the party, my hair tussled and my step staggered. I didn’t drink much, but enough to leave my vision a little blurred and my speech slightly slurred. I turned down the alley shortcut and got a few feet before I felt an arm around my arms and torso and a cloth over my mouth. I barely was able to scream before the effects kicked in and unconsciousness took over my body.I woke up and opened my eyes but saw nothing but black surrounding me. I blinked and realized that I had...
Mandy By: Rachael Free xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I was like any other guy, going to college and just waiting to graduate in less than a few months. What was I going to do then? I had a lousy major and the job opportunities seemed to really be slim. With the turndown in the economy I didn't have much chance of a good job. That was for sure. I had transferred to Penn State from a Junior college and really didn't have many friends. My old friends from back home...
Introduction: Part 1 of 4 by PurpleCat42 Amanda Blake was alone and bored. She wasnt supposed to be alone but her big Brother Timmy who was supposed to be her sitter was across the street at the park, playing ball with his friends. Her Mom and Dad were visiting her Aunt Cindy and Uncle Jerry Barrett. They visited them one or two times a month and spent the whole weekend with them. They were very close, Aunt Cindy was her Dads sister and Uncle Jerry was her Moms Brother, They were married in a...
Misunderstanding By Cheryl Lynn Standard disclaimers apply. If you do not enjoy forced feminization and nonconsensual sex do not read. A dark tale without a happy ending. This story may be downloaded for personal use only and all other use is prohibited unless approved by the author. Constructive comments are always welcome at [email protected]. Misunderstanding For crying out loud, it was all a misunderstanding. It was a damn joke. I had no intentions of following...
Mandy By Morpheus It had been a long day at work and I was relieved to finally be home, or at least I would be once I went through the door. But for the moment, I hesitated, feeling just a faint reluctance to do so, not sure what I might face once I did so. My name was Keith Summers, a 29 year old technician for a telecommunications company. I was pretty average looking, standing about 6 foot and having brown hair with a well-trimmed mustache, and I was married to a...
My name is Peter and I have become a stereotypical manwhore. But I wasn't always this way. In High school I played soccer and I was a perennial standout, but as many people know soccer don't get you laid or popular. I really didn't understand my predicament because I was 5'11 175 pound jock. Years of soccer sculpted my body into twisted steel, coupled with my messy brown hair and hazel eyes I should have been a stud. Unfortunately, I was a class clown and a little bit immature for my age. While...
Karen and I were together as an item for most of that first semester. She broke up with me after Christmas, saying she wanted to see other people, and we drifted apart after that. We still saw each other around campus, of course, but like so many others in the dorms, we just became acquaintances who used to have sex. I spent the rest of my freshman year being more or less of a male slut, trying to bed any girl I could. When the semester ended, a lot of people went home for the summer, but I...
Andy**One**Andy tried not to be obvious about it: but it was hard not to notice that there wasn’t another white person in the entire restaurant. He’d let Mr. Asad pick the place of their lunch meeting. Maybe that was a mistake. But he wanted to make sure everything was to the black man’s liking. Andy hadn’t landed an account in months so when he’d been contacted by a corporate “headhunter” he’d been surprised—and relieved. As the fiscal year was drawing to a close, Andy suspected that his...
It was after school ended for the day that Kim, Tammy, and Cerise finally managed to catch up to Miss Kelvin. They were walking between buildings along a covered walkway when Kim spotted Cathy leaving her classroom building by a side door and heading toward the Vocational Building down the hill. The three girls broke into a sprint to try to catch up to her. "Miss Kelvin, wait!" Tammy called. "Cathy!" Kim shouted. Cathy stopped and waited for the three energetic girls to reach her. As...
Johnstr Mark had worked in construction since he was a child. His father ran a construction company and Mark had been his helper as he grew up. After his father died, Mark went to work for himself. His mother died a few years after his father. He was in his mid 30s now and was on the road. He had lived in a town that had one major employer. The town had done well until the plant closed. One by one in a domino effect, stores closed. Jobs disappeared and the town folded up. There were more...