1. My Step Sister Part 1


    Date: 4/16/2016, Categories: Fiction, Drug, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Teen, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 87.2, Source: sexstories.com

    very round, and she now had the largest B cup size, though it appeared that she got her Mom's breasts, unlike Cheri who had had those cannonballs. She had dirty blonde hair that went just past her shoulder, it was mostly straight unless she styled it. She had a bit of a bird face. Her nose was just the tiniest bit longer than average though its width was normal. It gave her a tiny beak look. She had green eyes with huge irises. She had some freckles on each cheek and a moderate skin tone, like a nordic woman. When I first got home from college I was damn horny. When I mentioned my girlfriend that put out, she put out handjobs and tit jobs. But technically I had stayed a virgin by definition, waiting for her to give the go ahead. She was at a different school and just before I decided to drop out, she told me she had met someone. I was crushed, and horny and realized when I got home she wouldn't be there to resolve the issue. So I was all the more enamored with Becky. Her birthday came in December so she was far behind her peers. She would be starting her Junior year, but wouldn't be able to get her driver's license until that Christmas. The day I got home I put my bags in my room and walked across to Becky's room. The parent's bedroom was downstairs with all the company rooms. Upstairs to the left was Becky and Cheri's room and to the right my room and the bathroom. Except Becky and my little brother had switched rooms. Now Becky was across from the bathroom. I took Cheri's ...
    old room as it was the one not being used. I went into Becky's room, hoping to say hi but she was out. I saw a picture on the mantle and went over. My god . . . she was a cheerleader. She didn't have the traditional cheerleader body, her legs were thicker than those twigs, but she was still a vision in that costume. I had always wanted a cheerleader and not for the first time kicked myself for staying with the same girlfriend for 3 years and never truly getting in her pants. After staring at her cheerleading picture and feeling my penis begin to thicken, I headed out to unpack but stopped at the door. On her desk was a picture frame with a picture from a school dance. I couldn't believe my eyes. Her date looked like a carbon copy of me. Well maybe not that, but he could easily have been a member of my family. Same hair, same eyes, even a tiny bit pudgy around the middle, and what was more, his hair was styled like mine and he wore the same type of outfit I would wear to a dance when I was in high school. Back in my room the whole time I unpacked I kept thinking about that picture. Did she do that on purpose? Did she harbor feelings for me? Was it overt or subconscious? Was I reading too much into it? Did I just want her to have feelings? I didn't know but I was a bit energized by it. Maybe, just maybe, no, forget it. . . Then I heard the garage door slam and what sounded like a group of Clydesdales coming up the stairs. That was definitely Becky, she liked to make a scene no ...
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