Play Time  

BiFemWandtight 48F
45 posts
3/19/2006 6:12 pm

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6/20/2006 7:05 pm

Play Time

When I was 8 years old, my mom married this guy who had a 10 year old son. It was a real big adjustment having 2 men in the house. Whenever mom and her new husband wanted to have sex, they would tell us kids to go play together. Right! Like we were going to do that. We didn't particularly like each other. He was into cars and guns, and I was into dolls and playing house. And as the years went by, we were often told to go play together and left to ourselves for the remainder of the night.

Now my stepbrother would sometimes sneak to the bedroom door of our parents and watch them having sex. I wanted to, but that would mean we were actually thinking the same thing. I couldn't let him know I wanted to do the same thing he was. So we grew up a little, and mom and my stepdad would go away for the night. I mean they were gone all night and into the next day. This meant my stepbrother and I were alone in the house for long periods of time.

One day, when I was 12 and my brother was 14, this play together thing happened again. Mom and dad said they would be home the next afternoon. I went into my room as usual and got out some toys to play with. Now my brother had never come into my room before, except when he chopped the heads off all my Barbie dolls. So when he came to the door this night, I was wondering what sadist rituals he had in mind.

He told me it was time we played together, and that we could even play house. I laughed at him, thinking he had an ulterior motive. He explained that we needed to get to know each other better, since we were going to be living together for many more years. He also told me that he found out that playing house could be fun, and that he liked me even though I was his sister. It all started out innocently.

He pretended to be my husband, even going back out of my room and then opening the door and announcing he was home. I greeted him with a hello and asked how his day was. He replied it was fine, and how was my day. I told him supper was soon ready and pretended to be cooking. He came up behind me and slid his arms around my waist. He then kissed my neck. I didn't say a word, even though I thought it was really weird that he was actually touching me.

He took my arm and twirled me around to face him. He clasped my hips and kissed me hard on the lips. I must have had a really funny look on my face, because he said sorry and let me try that again. He leaned against me and placed his lips on mine, but this time gentle and moist. I liked this kissing, and returned his kiss with eagerness. His hands slid up under my shirt to the little buds growing on my chest. I started to object, but he reassured me this was what mom and dad meant when they were telling us to play together. Within minutes, we were both naked and touching each other.

He laid me on my bed, and joined me by laying beside me. His mouth engulfed my tits while his hands wandered to my pussy. He rubbed me more gently than I could have imagined he could be. Soon his fingers were probing my vagina. It was rough, but the pain was fleeting. He whispered my cherry was now offically busted. I had no idea what that meant, but I did know everything was starting to feel much better down there. He finger-fucked me for several minutes, eventually licking my clit as his fingers found their rhythm.

As his head popped up, he had a big smile on his face. He told me I was now going to learn my wifely duty. I snickered a little, and said sure thing. He placed the head of his cock against my pussy, rubbing my clit with it. His cock was so big, I was skeptical he was going to get it inside me the way he did with his fingers. After he got the head in, he started thrusting his hips a little further each time, forcing his cock deeper inside my walls. With each thrust, the pain was overridden by the pleasure. I found myself saying more and yes. Soon enough, he had the entire shaft inside me up to his balls. Small beads of sweat were glistening from his forehead. He mumbled something about not coming yet and hard to stop. I was already shuddering from head to toe, my orgasms coming back-to-back. Suddenly, my brother arched his back and let out a grunt. He exploded inside me, and thrust so hard I hit my head on the headboard of my bed. Two more thrusts and banging my head twice more, then it was over.

We lay in our sweat, clinging to each other. His juices were dribbling down my thigh onto the sheet. He kissed me again and lay back, exhausted. We slept for an eternity. I awoke to the sun peeking through my window. I groggily rolled over to find myself face-to-face with my brother. It wasn't a dream. It did happen. I was glad. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush. I froze in my spot.Who was home? Mom and dad? But they were supposed to be gone until later!

Dad came trudging out of the bathroom, hung over and still half asleep. I figured if I didn't move, he wouldn't see me. He stopped as his eyes fell upon my legs, then my pussy, my chest and finally rested on my face. I was still naked, because I figured no one was around to care. Dad walked past me, pushed open my bedroom door and stopped. I held my breath, waiting for whatever yelling was to come. Dad turned around and smiled at me, then continued walking to his own bedroom.

Cdav3556 41M
27 posts
3/19/2006 6:47 pm

Interesting I don't feel so bad about tonguing my first pussy when I was....well...let's just say I was old enough to know what a pussy was...but too young to know what the hell I was doing...BUT I LEARNED REAL FAST!

sammiesunshine 47M
162 posts
6/14/2006 1:27 pm the story..was the brother actually the brother? Or was the father replaced by the brother in the dream..

Darn lit classes..I guess sometimes a story is just a story.

rm_Coolhand_007 58M
144 posts
5/9/2007 8:43 pm

Hi BiFemWandtight..WoW! What a story..I like it,as it got my imaginations runs wild and could picture you guys together..Yeah,it turns me on,huhuuu! and I wish I had a step-sister to wander with when young..Anyway,did it last long? or just a one time affair? I guess your stepdad would enjoyed just looking at your young naked body..I know I would..

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