1. THE PICNIC


    Date: 4/26/2016, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    little alcohol has on me.&#034 My s****r was never a good drinker. I had been told that just a beer could make her lose control and two would knock her on her ass. &#034That's all I brought. Sorry, I wasn't thinking.&#034 &#034Your Uncle Ralph brought some lemonade,&#034 Mom said. &#034Aunt Louise made it fresh. I'll go and get you some.&#034 &#034Thanks, Mom,&#034 Ellen said and we were alone at the table with me suddenly aware that my s****r's warm, curvy body was sitting right against me on the picnic table bench, my naked thigh touching hers. It brought many past memories suddenly streaming into my head. Memories of Ellen and me and that sexy body of hers and what I did with it during that time of adolescent, sexual discovery that we shared with each other. Now don't get me wrong. Ellen and I weren't from Arkansas or retards or anything like that. We just sort of stumbled into discovering the joys of sex with each other when I was s*******n and she was fifteen. I'm sure that hundreds of thousands of b*****rs and s****rs experimented the same way as we did. It started sort of innocently with me playing around with her a little (and her liking it) and progressed to where we attempted (and actually had) sexual intercourse a few deliciously thrilling times. Then, for whatever reason, we just stopped and went about meeting other people and going on with our lives. I often wondered though, throughout these past twenty years, if Ellen ever thought about what we did as much as I ...
    have. And, if she did, were they happy memories for her (that made her horny to think about like they did for me) or were they tragic memories that made her ashamed of herself and sick to her stomach? However she felt about what we did as teens, she never, ever mentioned it to me and I often wondered; did she ever tell anyone? For instance did she ever tell her husband in an unguarded moment of sexual delirium? The way Ted is (so wave-the-flag, conservative, hunting, gun-nut, Irish-Catholic) I bet she never did. If she had, I'm sure Ted would have come after me and killed me. He's the type who would have demanded a chaste, virgin bride and would have gone ballistic if he knew that I had taken her cherry. (But do b*****rs count?) I sure never told a soul about it. Not even Shelly. Shit, who would EVER share that kind of information, about themselves, with anyone? That's why I think a lot more b*****r-and-s****r sex goes on than anyone ever knows about. &#034You're so quiet. What are you thinking about, Danny?&#034 Ellen's voice, next to me, suddenly took me from my thoughts. &#034Oh,&#034 I said, leaning away from her to both hide the bulge that was developing in my pants and to take another ale from the cooler, &#034nothing, s*s. I was just thinking about when we...&#034 &#034Here's your lemonade,&#034 Mom's voice suddenly came from behind us and she was handing my s****r a large, pink, plastic tumbler, the contents of which clacked cooly with the sound of jostling ice cubes. ...
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