1. Sam's Saturday Night


    Date: 10/2/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: JennyGently, Rating: 21, Source: LushStories

    brother and you’re really upset. Who’s to know? Or care?” “Me! I would know! I’ve known you all my life!” “Then you know you can trust me! Pretend I’m not your sister; pretend I’m just a fuck-buddy! It’s not like we’re going to fall in love is it? I’m not going to be your girlfriend; get real kid!” “Sam you’re either really drunk or really weird...” “Both, probably; but I really care about you so bugger off before I come to my senses!” I heard footsteps going upstairs, the bathroom door closed. A minute later the toilet flushed and the shower started. I drained my glass then went through into Mum and Dad’s bathroom to wash the last traces of semen from my face. The red rash and spots were still there and I swore aloud; how could any boy - even my little brother - fancy me when I looked like a radish? Once I felt clean, I slipped back into my own bedroom and quickly changed out of my unsexy pyjamas and into my nicest silky bra and panty sets. Nothing tarty – I didn’t want to over-excite him – but it made me feel better about myself despite the state of my skin. “Sam?” I heard my brother’s voice calling from the open bathroom door. “I’m in Mum and Dad’s room,” I called encouragingly. A moment later my little stepbrother appeared in the doorway with a large white towel wrapped around his waist. He looked surprisingly tall and fit, if a little geeky and very nervous, but the sight of him made my tummy glow. “Wow!” he gasped when he saw me sitting on the bed in my bra and ...
    panties, “you look amazing!” “Thanks,” I beamed, genuinely pleased. “You... you weren’t kidding? You really are going to... to...” “Show you how to fuck? Yes little brother, if that’s what you really want.” “Oh my God! I can’t believe it...” “As long as it’s our secret, okay?” “Jesus, Sam!” “Promise me, Robbie! Our secret?” “I swear, but...” “Then come closer and trust me, Robbie.” Slowly and tentatively he crossed to the bed. I stood to meet him, my face almost level with his. He was visibly trembling as I took his fingers in mine and kissed them. “Just try and relax. We’ve got all the time in the world,” I whispered then lowered his fingers to my boobs. “Run your fingers over my boobs, you’ve done that before haven’t you? She wasn’t that frigid?” “No,” he laughed hollowly, “I did get that far!” He began to touch my left globe, fondling it through the thin satin of my bra. His palms were large and warm and I could tell this wasn’t the first time he had done this. It felt... nice. I stroked his shoulders as he fondled me. “I can tell you’ve done this before; that’s very nice. Now the other one… mmm that’s nice too! Now both together... oh yesss.” I was definitely getting turned on, the pleasure of his touch being given an extra ‘edge’ by the thought that I was in control this time, that I was actually teaching him. “I think...” I said, reaching behind to pop the clasp of my bra, “I think it’s time to...” The pale fabric slipped forwards. With a surprising deftness, Robbie slipped it ...
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