Where it happened: My Bedroom at Home
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
My Dad died from a heart attack when I was 14, and after two years my Mother remarried a very nice guy, Roger, who had a son a year older than me. His name was Ken. We moved into their home, and I had my own bedroom on the second floor. Ken’s room was down the hall, but beginning only a couple of weeks after we moved in, he was always coming into my room, unannounced, and striking up a conversation — mostly about how sexy he thought I was and how he knew a lot about sex, and how great it was. I should probably have told my Mom (and Roger), but, Ken was very cute and did have a very hot body, so I sort of enjoyed the attention he gave me.
After about a year,when he was 18 and I was 17, he was getting pretty bold, and kept trying to get into my pants, as we laid together on my bed and talked. He even showed me the condoms he had, telling me how “fool-proof” they were and how he thought I’d enjoy having sex with him. Still, I held out.
Then,one evening,a huge rainstorm came up, and I was pretty scared. I walked down the hallway to Ken’s room and quietly slipped into bed with him. I was not really surprised that he was completely naked, and that he slept that way all the time. I just had on an oversized T-shirt that covered me down to my butt. We cuddled as the storm raged outside. I could feel his rock hard erection pushing against me in my butt area, for the longest time as I fell asleep in Ken’s arms. About an hour or so later, I gradually woke up when I felt his penis entering me slowly — oh so slowly — but firmly and then feeling him pushing into me deeper and deeper. I also realized that he was not wearing a condom. But, it felt so good, I said absolutely nothing as he began releasing his sperm into my body in rapid succession. Since I had no pain whatsoever and it felt so wonderful — as he massaged my breasts from behind — I let him stay inside me as long as he desired. That was the first time I had ever had sex, and I enjoyed it immensely.
We were very lucky. I didn’t get pregnant. After that, I always he insisted he use protection, and he did. It’s been going on for about 6 months now — several times a week. Neither my Mom or Roger know what is going on.
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