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Typewriting
21-01-2014, 11:45 PM
My first official post on this forum, I hope this entertains. I am currently still penning down the next few chapters and if my writing style bores you, please do tell.
This story is mostly fictional with a little mix of truth about my life to add some spice into it.
-Chapter 1: Background-
I currently live in a 4 room HDB apartment with my sister and mother ever since my dad's passing. We weren't rich but we managed to live a normal life (with some thanks to the money from the guy who knocked my dad off his bike). My sister is working as a personal assistant to some high flying LADY (sorry to disappoint you at such early stage) in a Public Relations company.
My sister, Cayla (her self-proclaimed middle name) has a very outgoing, bubbly and cheerful personality with average looks, which till now, I'm still convinced that it is more of her personality that scored her a number of suitors. A very chatty person with a never ending topics to rant about. I once stayed up till 5 am listening to her rant on and on, can't sleep with the noise. Yes, I am a light sleeper. Being siblings with just 2 years on age gap can really make one have so much topic to talk about. We talked about EVERYTHING.
As for me, in short, I am the direct opposite of my sister. Many of my friends still can't believe that the joyful always smiling girl that is always seen with friend has this silent, emotionless, "bo-chap" brother. To clarify, I have friends, just a handful.
Our mum? She is working as a senior accountant in a bank. With the mention of her occupation, you would have guess that she spends most of her time on her work than with us. Dad passed away when I was in secondary 1, till now I still remember that eventful night with the 3 of us huddling around his bed. The doctor had already informed us that it was up to my dad's will of living, they did what they could. At 12:36 am, you could hear the wailing of a lady and her two kids from bed 26. That night, I laid together with my sister, crying and holding each other till we slept
Since then, my mum has been burrowing herself in work trying to earn and support us two, well, that was what she said, both of us though our age knew what was really happening. She would cry herself to sleep each night clinging on to my dad's usual attire at home, singlet and pant. We matured at an early stage, each splitting the chores, not complaining about how horrible the food my mum cooked tasted (till the point we had enough and started to take over the cooking), not going out with friends. That was then I got really close to my sister. Relatives would praise about how good we were and how fortunate my mum was to have us, little did they know about our alter egos.
-End of chapter 1-
hornyboy1001
22-01-2014, 02:47 AM
Boss,continue?
peiboon
22-01-2014, 03:05 AM
Sorry to hear that.. Anyway life still have to go on...
Johnnykhan
22-01-2014, 09:07 AM
sad beginning. looking for more installments :)
Animallover
22-01-2014, 09:25 AM
Pitching tent
tallsynn
22-01-2014, 09:45 AM
Camping here, n sorry for ur lost.
Typewriting
22-01-2014, 10:02 AM
Hey guys, thanks for the concerns! Really appreciate it. I have to come clean, my real dad is still alive. Story is fictional! Sorry if I have cheated any feelings.
FatSpider
22-01-2014, 10:08 AM
bringing the bbq pit..
carry on bro
:D
Typewriting
22-01-2014, 10:10 AM
Mostly fictional*
Funds Transfer
22-01-2014, 10:54 AM
Nice start!
Good start... can start setup tentage liao
dmtpl
22-01-2014, 03:27 PM
Topic of incest ?
........good start to your story uptz u fm dmpl
Typewriting
22-01-2014, 05:00 PM
sad beginning. looking for more installments :)
Pitching tent
Camping here, n sorry for ur lost.
bringing the bbq pit..
carry on bro
:D
Nice start!
Good start... can start setup tentage liao
Hey thanks for the encouragements, sorry about not being able to post frequently, occupied with work and also the restraint of the "(M)" beside my user.
Topic of incest ?
........good start to your story uptz u fm dmpl
Just read on, haha. Thanks for the support!
Typewriting
22-01-2014, 07:27 PM
-Chapter 2: That guy-
There was this guy at school, one of my sister suitor, I can remember his name till now, Benedict (not his full name to at least protect his identity). His reputation of being the school flirt was legendary. He once claimed loudly in the school canteen during recess that he has spoken to every single girl in the school. Well, he missed out my classmate Elizabeth and a couple of girls which flirts like Benedict tend to overlook.
Sadly, Benedict was in the same class as my sister. He took the chance of my dad's passing to try console her and get into her good books. That sly bastard. Little did he know that he was already in my sister's book, just not he good one. Well, with a personality like my sister, you would have guessed that she has plenty of close friends. They shunned Benedict away and creating a barrier with their bodies to block any advance from that guy. That was the first time they say my sister broke down and cry.
I was called to the sick bay by one of my sister's classmate during lesson, I didn't know why. Upon reaching the sick bay and seeing my sister's puff eyes, I broke down as well and she started crying again. It was a period of emotional turmoil. I got emotional support not just from my classmates but my sisters classmates as well (well mostly from my sister's classmate, most of them are girls and girls tend to be more emotionally sensitive). They dropped by our house very often and it eventually became a norm for them to come over. I was surrounded by ladies, and a few guys. But mostly ladies.
-End of chapter 2-
Typewriting
22-01-2014, 08:07 PM
-Chapter 3: Changing-
We managed to tide over the sad period and life got better. My mum decided to move into a smaller 3 room flat a few blocks away to ensure that we can have a little more spare cash on hand. Moving into a smaller apartment meant smaller rooms as well. My mum took the master bedroom while me and my sister had to share a room, we slept on double deck beds. With our financial situation, we didn't have much. No mobile phones, computers, air conditioning units, heck we didn't even buy new garments. There was only a television, which we didn't use much to save on electricity. We didn't complain. We realised it was much more important to have the company of each other than anything else.
At secondary 2, I was still not well versed in the topic of sex education. My brain wasn't in tuned to the changes in my body. I had my first wet dream. I immediately woke up and thought that I have wetted myself in bed. Dumb, stupid me went to turn on the room light to check the damage dealt and in turn waking my sister. She rubbed her eyes and open them only to be greeted with the sight of my boxers with a wet spot (She took the bottom deck and I was checking my bed).
Due to the factors of the hot Singapore weather, one shared wall fan and the position of the block which does not allow wind to blow into the room, I was forced to wear only a boxer to sleep. To shift the attention off myself for the moment, my sister's sleepwear were oversized gowns with cartoon imprints, no bras. We didn't change undergarments often thus she didn't want the straps to be loose.
I have and had no idea why her first reaction to that sight was to touch the wet spot. Even with a girl with knowledge about such stuff, that was her initial action. Really Cayla? Really?
I of course was shocked, to have such a private member of my body touched by my sister. You could argue about the fact that "you should feel lucky" and all, but to me it felt weird. Really wrong weird. I grabbed a clean pair of boxers and ran off to the toilet to change and washed the soiled garment of mine. After going back to the room, she was already sitting upright on her bed, waiting for me. She explained what actually happened to me and assuring that it is perfectly fine for guys at my stage to experience that. We went back to bed.
I couldn't sleep the rest of the night. I was kept awake by my thoughts. Thoughts on what the hell was I becoming. Yes, I was THAT innocent. We didn't mention about anything much after that incident, life continues. It was only till secondary 3, during biology that I was finally assured about it being normal.
-End of chapter 3-
prettymannequin
22-01-2014, 08:12 PM
Really looking forward to the rest of the story! :o
cutecuteboy
22-01-2014, 08:36 PM
My first official post on this forum, I hope this entertains. I am currently still penning down the next few chapters and if my writing style bores you, please do tell.
This story is mostly fictional with a little mix of truth about my life to add some spice into it.
-Chapter 1: Background-
I currently live in a 4 room HDB apartment with my sister and mother ever since my dad's passing. We weren't rich but we managed to live a normal life (with some thanks to the money from the guy who knocked my dad off his bike). My sister is working as a personal assistant to some high flying LADY (sorry to disappoint you at such early stage) in a Public Relations company.
My sister, Cayla (her self-proclaimed middle name) has a very outgoing, bubbly and cheerful personality with average looks, which till now, I'm still convinced that it is more of her personality that scored her a number of suitors. A very chatty person with a never ending topics to rant about. I once stayed up till 5 am listening to her rant on and on, can't sleep with the noise. Yes, I am a light sleeper. Being siblings with just 2 years on age gap can really make one have so much topic to talk about. We talked about EVERYTHING.
As for me, in short, I am the direct opposite of my sister. Many of my friends still can't believe that the joyful always smiling girl that is always seen with friend has this silent, emotionless, "bo-chap" brother. To clarify, I have friends, just a handful.
Our mum? She is working as a senior accountant in a bank. With the mention of her occupation, you would have guess that she spends most of her time on her work than with us. Dad passed away when I was in secondary 1, till now I still remember that eventful night with the 3 of us huddling around his bed. The doctor had already informed us that it was up to my dad's will of living, they did what they could. At 12:36 am, you could hear the wailing of a lady and her two kids from bed 26. That night, I laid together with my sister, crying and holding each other till we slept
Since then, my mum has been burrowing herself in work trying to earn and support us two, well, that was what she said, both of us though our age knew what was really happening. She would cry herself to sleep each night clinging on to my dad's usual attire at home, singlet and pant. We matured at an early stage, each splitting the chores, not complaining about how horrible the food my mum cooked tasted (till the point we had enough and started to take over the cooking), not going out with friends. That was then I got really close to my sister. Relatives would praise about how good we were and how fortunate my mum was to have us, little did they know about our alter egos.
-End of chapter 1-
http://youtu.be/bBJOvHIMCeQ
Well.. imagine the sister looks like this eh.
With the "teh teh" voice and SYT looks. :D
Typewriting
22-01-2014, 08:53 PM
http://youtu.be/bBJOvHIMCeQ
Well.. imagine the sister looks like this eh.
With the "teh teh" voice and SYT looks. :D
Haha, nope. She doesn't look anything close to that. And I wish I could have a younger sister like the one in the video.
Typewriting
23-01-2014, 10:08 AM
FINALLY OFF THE HOOK OF (M)! Thanks moderators!
A little sneak peak into the story (already at chapter 13 but still firming up some details here and there).
Her hand got back under my boxers. This time she went straight to my penis. Stroking it gently and slowly pulling the foreskin back. I have never been touched by a lady at such private regions.
-Chapter 4: Beginning to see-
Puberty went full swing on me when I was in secondary 3. Breaking of voice, pubic hair, the standard package. I could be bless by good luck but most probably genes that I didn't have the pimple outbreak and the body odour. What really changed in me was much more than just those. I begin to see differently, like the awakening of my third eye. I begin to notice the ladies around me. I notice how their soft lumps mounted on their chests are of different sizes. The exotic array of colours under the outer fabric, blue, pink, black, purple. The slim, smooth, creamy legs. When I say ladies, Cayla was included as well.
Now for the long awaited description. She is 1.56 m tall weighting about 42 kg then. Please forgive my judgement of her vitals then, but it should be 34B-24-35. It was only then did I found myself to be more of a "legs" person. Which meant that I would look at the legs of the lady before moving on. Slim legs drives me crazy, especially those with thigh gaps. Cayla was one with the legs I sought for.
Besides Cayla, there were also a few others in school which scored well, Shirin, Abelle and Jeraldine were those few, lucky for me, there were in the same class as me. How forgetful of me to exclude Charlene. Remember what I said about my sister's friend coming over? Yeap, she was one of them.
P.E. lessons were my favourite. I get to see more of those luscious legs and also, some added motions from the female body. Ohhh, the ecstasy... I could get a few peeks of what was under on days which my luck was up.
-End of chapter 4-
Rick555
23-01-2014, 10:59 AM
Camping for more....:D
Typewriting
23-01-2014, 02:40 PM
-Chapter 5: The talk-
With the gap of 2 years, Cayla graduated and was in her first year in a junior college, when I was in secondary 3. All the amount of time my mum invested in her work paid off and she got promoted with quite a hefty bonus and pay increment. She came home with the good news and that was our first family outing in 2 years.
We went around the mall after dinner and Cayla asked if she could buy some clothes. The first thing she wanted were, undergarments, it was only because of the sales then. My mum got me undergarments as well. Well, guys don't normally shop for those stuff right?
I wasn't with them trying to squeeze their way in that crowd. I preferred to chill and sit by the bench while waiting for them. It was then I spotted a lady, dressing in her office attire completed with 4" heels. She had the most slender looking legs I have ever seen. Yes, her legs are still affixed in my memory till now. I must have been really staring/ogling at her when I didn't notice my sister coming over to tell me it was time to go. She saw what I was looking at, and decided to bring my back to my senses with a classic pinch on my arm.
After reaching home and unpacking all the stuff, my mum bathed and immediately went to bed. Cayla went to bath next. By the time I was done and back to the room, she was there sitting on her bed again. I knew she had something to talk to me about. Shit.
I was expecting a lecture but it turned out to be a talk. The talk that I presume parents gave their kids at this stage of time. My mum was too busy with work thus, I guessed Cayla knew that she had to stand in. It was uncomfortable to broach on the topic, but she managed to get the ball rolling. We talked about quite a few stuff like, menstruation, sex, oral sex. Don't ask me how it got to such variety of topic, that was how it is with a sister like Cayla. We talked about everything remember?
-End of chapter 5-
Typewriting
23-01-2014, 02:40 PM
-Chapter 6: Boyfriend-
My sister finally graduated from JC and I completed my O levels. It was the first long break that we had together thus we decided to find a job together. We managed to find an administrative job at a small shipping company situated near our house, that was willing to hire both of us with our desired rates. It was there and then my sister met her first boyfriend, Joash.
Joash was a year older than Cayla. He has quite the athletic build and at 1.78m tall, he towered my sister by almost 2 heads. Said by my sister, he has a very charming smile. Did I mention that he was also the boss's son? He was waiting for his national service enlistment thus was helping out with the business in whichever way he could.
Joash orientated us around the small office and briefed us on our respective task on the first day. We completed the task handled to us by the office staff just in time to knock off. While walking home, Joash came alongside in his dad's Volkswagen and asked if we wanted a lift back since he was out for a dinner run for his dad. Well, having a ride back beats walking and I could see that my sister was somehow interested in Joash, so I immediately agreed and pushed my sister into the front passenger seat while I took the back. The journey took less than 10 minutes. He was surprised to find out that we stayed so near and asked if we wanted a lift the next day as it was "on the way". Was he really?
Well, sure enough he was down at the car park waiting for us and being a typical lady, Cayla wasn't ready. I took the chance to head down first with the objective of getting to know Joash more before anything happened. Although I am a "bo-chap" guy, I am still protective about my sister. I only managed to find out that he doesn't smoke when I saw that his attention was diverted. Turning around, I saw Cayla, in her favourite white floral dress. The one which was given to her by my aunt, on her 16th birthday. I clearly remember it being loose for her but, she probably might have grown a little. The dress was sleeveless and it covered till her mid thigh, exposing her slim legs. It has quite a low cutting that allowed a fifth of her breast to be shown. Joash was still staring at my sister, I faked a loud cough and even that wasn't enough to knock him back. I decided to push his hanging jaws shut, and miraculously, that did the trick. Lucky for me as the next resort was to slap him, I can't slap my boss's son can I?.
I let my sister take the front seat again, well, I had to, basic courtesy and also to show Joash I was, well, somehow on his side. It was all worth it. From that day on, Cayla and I was treated to complimentary breakfast and sometimes lunch. Being the younger brother of such magnificent lady does have its advantage. I'm just saying this for the free meals. Well, it wasn't long till they were together. Yet again, I was reaping benefits off this relationship. Movies, food, arcade and more. KEEP ROLLING IN!.
-End of chapter 6-
Typewriting
23-01-2014, 02:41 PM
-Chapter 7: Enlistment-
The dreaded moment has arrived. Not just for Joash but Cayla and I as well. There goes the free food.... Cayla accompanied Joash and his parents into Pulau Tekong. As narrated by my sister, it was a teary farewell. I couldn't understand then how can someone get so upset over this, it was only 3 weeks, he wasn't going off for war or something. That night, my shoulder was for Cayla, who cried herself to sleep. It was heart wrenching to see her like this again.
Her misery and loneliness were chunked aside when her secondary school friends came over to accompany her. Charlene was here as well, in her black FBT shorts and white spagette. I would do anything just to "motorboat" those thighs of hers. I strategically positioned myself on my upper deck bed to maximise my sight. There they were, the lumps of fats programmed to nourish infants, jiggling whenever she laughs. At that point of time. I wasn't sure of Charlene's vital, part of me suspects that she occasionally wears a push up/padded bra, ESPECIALLY when she wears tops or dresses that are low cut. I mean, how can someone's boobs grow a size bigger twice a month?
It was true to the saying that, time passes when you are enjoying yourself. She had to leave before I knew it.
School commenced for both me and my sister a week later. Her path to her degree and mine towards a diploma.
-End of chapter 7-
Typewriting
23-01-2014, 02:43 PM
-Chapter 8: Stepping up-
What legend says was true. After the first 3 weeks of being locked up on an island vastly dominated by the male species, one can lose his sanity and intelligence and his testosterone level sky rockets. The first two didn't apply to Joash. How did I know the third one did? Pretty obvious.
Cayla came home that Friday night, her steps light and her smile didn't waiver, she was over the top. She came in and whispered into my ears that Joash had finally kissed her. I looked at sister totally in disbelieve that a simple kiss could unleash such joy, and also enjoying the added motions when she bounced in front of me.
It didn't just stop there, throughout the weekend, Joash continued his streak. With thanks to the constant update from you know who. Luckily for him, he stopped at getting his hands on my sister's bosoms. Or was it just that he had to book in? Well, I had to partially thank him for that.
-End of chapter 8-
Typewriting
24-01-2014, 09:23 AM
I think this pretty much makes it obvious that my story doesn't entice at all. =/
wolflust
24-01-2014, 09:29 AM
TS, response usually don't come so fast especially when you have not really entered into the main plot yet.
eeemen
24-01-2014, 10:17 AM
Build up is slow and nice, do carry onz bro. Thanks n cheers, ....................
tallsynn
24-01-2014, 10:47 AM
Thx for the updates, so many eh..
Good built up. Cont soon!
Typewriting
24-01-2014, 12:23 PM
TS, response usually don't come so fast especially when you have not really entered into the main plot yet.
Build up is slow and nice, do carry onz bro. Thanks n cheers, ....................
Thx for the updates, so many eh..
Good built up. Cont soon!
I'm new to this forum so I really have no idea how things work around here. Reading those stories (From CoffeeCan, Thug, BMW69, iLOCK and more) with better review got me thinking.
Don't worry guys I'll work hard on this! Your encouragements have spurred my moral again.
Some spoiler alert that I'm also current working on a new story. One with a dark shade of taboo. Will post it up once I'm done writing out the initial portion. STAY TUNED!
I have a question... How can I raise a point of another member? LOL, sorry new to this.
wolflust
24-01-2014, 12:40 PM
Only when the power beside your reputation reaches 1 and above, then you can give points.
Johnnykhan
24-01-2014, 05:58 PM
good job. looking forward to your next installment already :)
kickassfella
24-01-2014, 06:16 PM
Good job TS. Bookmarked your story oready!
U doing it with your sister?
InANutShell
24-01-2014, 10:59 PM
Dude…wassup with the incest
Macerate
25-01-2014, 07:26 AM
Keep going! Loving the story so far
Typewriting
26-01-2014, 12:24 AM
Guys, sorry, but something happened and I might have to stop writing. I shall post the remaining chapters up.
Typewriting
26-01-2014, 12:25 AM
-Chapter 9: Caught!-
That night after Joash streak (and had to book in), something extraordinary happened. I was already asleep hours before my sister. Hey, what else to do with nothing at home? I was disturbed from my sleep when my sister got on her bed, the bed creaks. Not long later, before I went back to dreamland, I was disturbed again. This time by her loud breathing which can be associated as her snoring. Cayla doesn't snooze like how the normal guy do, her snoring is just a louder version of breathing. Normally, it would take about 5 minutes or so for her to stop. This time, it persisted for quite a while. I would have dismissed it over the fact that she was probably drained until I heard a muffled moan. My eyes shot wide open. Could it be??? I shifted my weight slowly towards the side of the bed and I craned my neck out and under for a peak.
With the little amount of light from the corridor that passes through the curtain, I witnessed it. I couldn't believe my eyes!!! My sister was satisfying her own feminine needs!!! I felt a little twitch on my bed and that was then I found myself having an erection. It felt wrong on all levels, but I stood firm on my decision and continue watching. It wasn't long till she started shivering and I could feel it through the entire bed frame. All I could thought of then was. Wow.
I was kept awake, my mind replaying though what I have just seen. I must have doze off as I was awoken by Cayla. It might have been my mind but I saw her then in a different light.
She was preparing breakfast and lunch when I walked past her yawning. She casually asked what was I doing the entire night, how can I still be so tired after sleeping for that long. I thought for a moment and decided to test the limit by saying that her "sleep-moaning" disturbed my slumber, she froze. I acted nonchalantly, washed up and got ready for school. I was to continue the probing later at night.
I couldn't concentrate the entire day, I was thinking about what happened last night and what will happen tonight.
-End of chapter 9-
Typewriting
26-01-2014, 12:26 AM
-Chapter 10: Confession-
Cayla was already home before me. I did my normal routine of taking a quick rinse and changing into my home attire and proceeded to my room. She was on her bed typing something away in her mac (a pre university gift from Joash) so I sat beside her and started a conversation with her by asking how was her day. I faked a few yawns and asked her about what did she dreamt about last night. She went silent. I decided not to continue probing and commence with my revision. Halfway out the room, she blurted out something which I didn't catch. I turned around and asked her to repeat herself. "I WAS MASTURBATING" and she turned red as a lobster.
I sat down beside her and she started confessing. From her first time when she was in secondary 4 till the times which she felt alone or stressed and those of which were in the showers. No penetrations, just clitoral contacts. She then turned the tide and asked about my dates with my left hand. Nope, I didn't had any. Back then, I wasn't even sexually active, it was only the looking. I also had the concept that by masturbating, a guy loses his virginity. That sent my sister sprawling on the floor laughing.
Till the age of 18, I was still single. Looking at how Joash shower Cayla with gift had let me thinking that it was how relationships are. It was the guys job to make the lady happy.
Joash never did advance any further then second base. My sister wouldn't let him and he had my respect for abiding to her request not withholding sex.
-End of chapter 10-
Typewriting
26-01-2014, 12:26 AM
-Chapter 11: Contemplate-
One night my sister told me about how open most of her classmates were to sex and how some of them would date multiple guys just to obtain the gifts. I wasn't very much into those, thus I just brushed it off saying that the choice were theirs. I could tell she was contemplating about something. I placed my hand on her lap and asked what was she bothered about. She literally poured everything out.
With all those bitching session with her university friends, she was afraid that Joash would cheat on her as she think that he feel that he was deprived of sex and the occasional hand job that she gives might not satisfy him. I was taken back at that comment. HAND JOBS? Well, at least she still valued her body. She was really giving serious thoughts about giving Joash her first, what she was afraid of was that he might not be the one that she will eventually marry. She wanted to have it with someone who will stay with her though her life and not fear that he will abandon her. Well, you get the cue. I consoled her saying that if Joash thinks that having sex in the relationship is vital, then he shouldn't be the one she should lose it to. She smiled, gave me a peck on the cheek and said she wanted to turn in early.
-End of chapter 11-
Typewriting
26-01-2014, 12:27 AM
-Chapter 12: The choice-
Cayla woke me up in the middle of the night and asked if I could accompany her on her bed. I went down without giving it any thought. Just when I was about to doze off, she whispered into my ear. It was something along the lines of this:
Cayla: I have really given this serious thoughts and I think that I should...
Cayla: Let you have my first...
Cayla: Would it be very unfair for me to take your first?
I was wide awake by then, I didn't respond. I felt her tugging at my boxers and she leaned over pressing her soft lumps on my arm.
Cayla: Can I take your silence as a consent?
Her hand began sliding up my thigh, towards my groin. She reached under the waistband and she twirled her finger in my pubic hair. I stopped her hand.
Me: Are you really sure about this?
Cayla: Yes, I am very sure.
Me: Do you know what this means?
Cayla: It means that I'll be losing my virginity to someone close to me, someone who will never leave my life.
-End of chapter 12-
Typewriting
26-01-2014, 12:31 AM
-Chapter 13: Losing it-
It only struck me then, about the conversation we had earlier "someone who will stay with her though her life and not fear that he will abandon her". I could feel the heat radiating from her body. She turned me around, lying on my back. She used her nails to run lines from my chest to my groin. Within a few cycles, I was rock hard. I stayed motionless, paralyzed by the thoughts of what was about to happen.
Cayla: It will be ok, just imagine that I'm Charlene. HOW DID SHE KNOW?!
That was one thing I didn't told her about. But the truth was I had no feelings for Charlene, it was all pure admiration of her body.
Her hand got back under my boxers. This time she went straight to my penis. Stroking it gently and slowly pulling the foreskin back. I have never been touched by a lady at such private regions.
Me: Sh-sh-should we close the door?
Cayla: Yes, it would be best.
I immediately stood up and close the door, locking it in the process as well. I was still hesitant, standing at the door. She came over and turned me around, our lips lock. We started to kiss passionately. I wasn't sure of what I was doing by my body seemed to know exactly what to do. I felt her tongue forcing her way into my mouth, I gave in and met hers with my own.
Her breathing started to get vigorous. She tugged my boxers down all the way and went on to removing her nightgown. She was against the curtain and I could only see her silhouette. I raised my hands towards her breasts, cupping them with my palm while softly pinching her nipples between my index and middle finger, she gasped. I pushed her towards the bed while our tongues continued wrestling.
My hands left her lumps and began to explore the other parts of her body, lowering them towards her legs. Yes, I have always wanted to feel her legs. My finger glided slowly down her outer thighs and up from the inner, a moan escaped. She broke off from the kiss, took off her panties while maintaining eye contact. Once her panties were off, she spat an amount of saliva on her hand and proceeded to give me a hand job. I started to kiss her on her neck and moved on towards her nipples. I could feel that her hand coordination was off, she couldn't concentrate.
She stopped and gently guided me to lie on my back. She got off the bed and rummage though her bag and took out a pack, I couldn't see what it was. She tore off the packaging and came over to sit on my lap and she capped me. She then raised herself, adjusted her position and started to slowly lowered herself onto my member. I felt some resistance and she stopped. Biting her lips, she continued lowering, trying hard not to scream out from the pain, the shearing of her hymen.
It took quite a while before she finally got everything in and she was already panting. Wasting no time, she continued the process of slowly raising and lowering herself on my pole. It felt good, tight, and warm. It was like fitting a key into a keyhole that fits perfectly. Having all these action proved too much for me, the virgin who doesn't even masturbate. I came.
-End of chapter 13-
Typewriting
26-01-2014, 12:33 AM
I have to thank everyone for all the support. Never knew that my first sexual fantasy story could be my last.
Hope you all have enjoyed this.
I wish you all a very Happy Chinese New year and may you and your loved ones wealth and health be blessed for life.
cutecuteboy
26-01-2014, 01:09 AM
Wow.
Never knew you would end so fast, but kudos for at least attempting to finish up the story unlike alot of other writers.
Well.. hope to have you back with another story someday when you are ready. :)
napalmdeath
26-01-2014, 02:33 AM
Good story actually...but if only it was not your sister. I'll take the pinch on what you said that the story is largely fictitious.
spongeman
26-01-2014, 02:48 AM
Nice buildup to the end
tallsynn
27-01-2014, 01:24 AM
Wao.. So fast n is the end already.. Nice writing, bro.
But would love to hv more details at the sex part.
Typewriting
27-01-2014, 10:02 AM
Dude…wassup with the incest
Good story actually...but if only it was not your sister. I'll take the pinch on what you said that the story is largely fictitious.
No offence but, I wanted to take things to the next level. I understand that this issue is still considered a taboo in modern day society but I know of people who are actually doing this.
I sincerely hoped that I have no caused any damage(s) in any form. I have only the intention of entertainment while writing this story.
Typewriting
27-01-2014, 10:06 AM
Wow.
Never knew you would end so fast, but kudos for at least attempting to finish up the story unlike alot of other writers.
Well.. hope to have you back with another story someday when you are ready. :)
Wao.. So fast n is the end already.. Nice writing, bro.
But would love to hv more details at the sex part.
Sorry that I have to end this off so quickly. I was still vetting through the later chapters before I had to post them up. The actual story that I had in mind was much more complicated than what you have read (and hopefully enjoyed). Those names that were written in the earlier chapters, Benedict, Charlene and most importantly Joash were to come into the picture, but I guess that what was not meant to be is really not meant to be.
Rambutan
28-01-2014, 10:48 AM
No offence but, I wanted to take things to the next level. I understand that this issue is still considered a taboo in modern day society but I know of people who are actually doing this.
I sincerely hoped that I have no caused any damage(s) in any form. I have only the intention of entertainment while writing this story.
Agreed, I saw a bro and sister who are around 16-18 getting into their family car at the HDB open carpark, as the gap was quite close due to some idiot driver, the bro jus squeeze through face to face with his sister brushing his chest onto his sister's chest. The expression from them seem mysterious, suspected they had fucked.
lillywhite
09-02-2014, 04:42 PM
No offence but, I wanted to take things to the next level. I understand that this issue is still considered a taboo in modern day society but I know of people who are actually doing this.
I sincerely hoped that I have no caused any damage(s) in any form. I have only the intention of entertainment while writing this story.
It is taboo, but its your private stuff still, taboos are like rules, which ppl often break them knowingly or unknowingly
Great Story with perfect writing skill
Thanks for sharing your story
THEkevin
06-06-2014, 12:39 PM
Awesome story bro! Support you to the max! Please do continue, looking forward to the pretend-its-Charlene adventure hehehe
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