Sarah’s room was covered in posters and scattered with clothes, the room of a girl just out of school. A dirty pair of panties lay on her bedpost. She threw it across the room as Brad dropped her onto her bed, sitting beside her.Everything wasMoreSarah’s room was covered in posters and scattered with clothes, the room of a girl just out of school.
A dirty pair of panties lay on her bedpost. She threw it across the room as Brad dropped her onto her bed, sitting beside her.Everything was happening so quickly, she wasn’t sure what to do. She was exactly as confused and flustered as she knew she would be her first time. Brad noticed. He placed a hand on her thigh.“We’ll take this as slow as you want,” he said.Sarah couldn’t have been more grateful. Or more excited.“O-Okay,” she answered, almost trembling.They leaned in together, faces never so close before.
Sarah’s last sight was Brad’s lips before they touched her own. His tongue didn’t enter her mouth- it was only a short, sweet touch, until she opened her eyes to see his smiling face. He looked a little embarrassed.“Kissing… well, you know about kissing,” Brad said, pulling off his pants. Sarah watched as the mild strain against his jeans turned his boxers into a mast.
She remembered the porno she had watched–the thrusting, the grunting, the shouts…“Um, ah–” she tugged on her brother’s shirt, making him sit back down. “Why don’t we kiss a little more? I’ve never frenched anyone before…”Brad nodded, glancing down at himself. He wondered if his size scared her.“All right. Come here…”(Author’s note: All characters in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
Characters engaged in sexual acts are step-siblings or otherwise unrelated by blood.) (Approximately 5000+ words.)