1. Sister's Mistake


    Date: 2/22/2016, Categories: Fiction, First Time, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Non-consensual sex, Author: blackrandl1958, Rating: 92.5, Source: sexstories.com

    Mark Bolin was worried about his little sister. At her age, she had all the arrogance of the typical teenager. She was smart, he conceded to himself, but she was also hopelessly naïve. She was also as cute as a kitten and she knew it. Since she was obviously smarter than he was, anything he told her went in one ear and out the other. His mother and father worshipped the ground she walked on and thought she could do no wrong. Mark was very fond of her himself, but he knew trouble when he saw it. He was a member of the FBI hostage rescue team and he had seen more than one rodeo. With his parents out of town, she had just spent a week staying with him. She was highly offended, believing herself to be grown up enough to stay by herself. Their parents had stood up to her for once and made her stay with her brother. The second night she got quietly up and snuck out. Calaney was excited. Her friend Kesha had a nineteen-year-old boyfriend. Kesha and Jaquinn were picking her up in the alley and they were going to a party. She crept quietly down the stairs, past Mark’s room and out the front door. She put on her shoes and ran to Jaquinn’s waiting car. Mark was a light sleeper. He heard the stairs creak and he got up and slipped on a black t-shirt and a pair of black sweats. He cracked his door and was very disappointed to see Calaney sneaking past. He grabbed some things and watched her, following her to the alley. He saw her get in a car and jumped on his Ducati Panigale and ...
    followed them. They drove to a rundown apartment complex and he killed the bike and watched. They got out and he shook his head. He had met Kesha before. She was a slender little black girl, very cute and bouncy and she flirted with every man she met. Mark had been no exception. At 24, he was ten years older than her, but that didn’t matter to her. He was tall, good looking and had a cool car. That was enough to make him a target to her. Her boyfriend was obviously a thug. He wore the typical, low hanging pants and an unbuttoned shirt over a black t-shirt. He walked like he had a limp and he was all over Kesha. They walked around back of the building found a murky pool. Music was thumping out of a box and there were a two dozen young people there. Most of them went to the same school as Calaney and Kesha. Most of the boys were either already graduated, dropped out or seniors. Most of the people there were black. There was a sprinkling of white boys, mostly athletes at the school and there was a cooler of beer. The smell of weed was heavy in the air and the party had been going on for an hour or so. As the night progressed, the partiers got progressively higher and Calaney, the only white girl there, was increasingly uncomfortable. Couples began to pair off and she found herself at the center of increasingly bolder advances. She pushed hands away and squirmed away from bodies pressing against her. She felt like she was the main attraction at an exhibit. Her defenses were weaker and ...
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