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  1. Seven721

    Seven721 Newcumer

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    This is great keep going Bella
     
  2. CelticMichaela

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    Take however long you like, hun. I'm in it for the story, not the sex. Don't skimp out on it due to a few horny fucktards who could care less about the storyline. Besides, writing about one's experiences is very therapeutic. :)
     
  3. chibudz

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    Your being far too critical of yourself,I could read this forever.Loving the pacing and descriptive emotional nature of your work.The only feedback id offer is to maybe start incorporating linear story lines as it becomes applicable to give a stronger insight towards the dual lives im sure these events evoked.All in all a GREAT read and cant wait for more.
     
  4. t1007b

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    Thanks for continuing with your story. I'm enjoying it.
     
  5. BabyBella

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    Part 13.

    It was around this time that I was starting to attract the attention of boys at school. I didn't particularly stand out in any way, but I was reasonably pretty, I guess. It was always older boys, of course. The boys my own age weren't generally interested in girls yet, so the girls my age who had boyfriends mostly dated older boys. The older boys had to make do with younger girls because the girls their own age were already dating boys who were even older. That's the way it was, at least where I came from. Being asked out by older boys was very flattering, of course, but I wasn't in a position to date anyone. There was no way my Dad would let me out with boys, not after what happened to my sister. I don't want to make it sound like I had gangs of boys following me around, drooling over me, begging me to go out with them, because it wasn't like that, but I had a handful of boys who flirted with me now and then, and tried to get me to go out with them. Ben was aware of the boys' interest in me because a lot of that interest came from boys in his year, so they were boys he knew.

    Our after school fun was different now. Before, when we wrestled, Ben would over-power me, force me face-down on the bed and secure my wrists behind my back. It was seamless and sort of natural. Now he had to over-power me (which was easy) and secure my wrists to the headboard, which was much slower and more complicated. He partly got over this by having one tie already tied to the headboard, in preparation, but it still wasn't as smooth and easy as before. I had to lay there, my arms above my head, while he tied me up. The difference now was that my submission was much more obvious and the pretense that I was being tied up against my will was all but forgotten. The other thing was that while straddling me and reaching over me to secure my wrists, the bulge in his jeans was obvious, as it was practically in my face.

    As I said, I never liked the blindfold. It was new and exciting at first, but I preferred to see what was going on. But once I was over-powered I became very submissive and I don't think I ever spoke until the game was over and Ben untied me. He never gagged me because he never had to. Even if he tied the ties too tight around my wrists, I simply put up with the discomfort without a word of complaint. I didn't complain while it was happening and, because we never talked about it afterwards, I never had a chance to say what I liked and didn't like. So I put up with the blindfold, even though I didn't like it.

    For a few days, things went along the same lines. Ben would finger-fuck me and generally tease my pussy while he masturbated. At times he'd hold off on the masturbation so he could use two hands on my pussy, but stroking his cock seemed to be his main priority. At first he'd been fairly gentle and hesitant about touching me, but slowly he'd grown in confidence and he was rougher now, more forceful. Even more so, I think, since I was blindfolded. He still didn't know what he was doing, but it didn't matter, because neither of us knew any better.

    I never anticipated when Ben would change the game or how. There didn't seem any point, as I couldn't do anything to alter things anyway. Of course, I could stop the whole thing any time I wanted, at least in theory, but I don't think it ever crossed my mind. This had been going on for so long now that I couldn't imagine a world in which I wasn't tied up and played with. It was as normal to me as getting up and going to school in the mornings. The latest change was the introduction of the screwdriver, or more accurately the screwdriver handle. My first sex toy.

    Ben, having used his fingers on me all this time, decided to see what else would fit in my pussy. As with all his new innovations, he didn't prepare me for it in any way. One minute, his fingers were sliding in and out and the next minute I had a screwdriver handle forced deep inside me. Of course, I had no idea what it was at first. I just knew it was big and hard and it wasn't his fingers. I'm sure I must have cried out in shock that first time. Ben fucked me with it slowly, but hid it before removing the blindfold, so I never saw what it was. I guess he was scared of freaking me out.

    I found it a few days later. I was curious to see what it was, so I sneaked around their bedroom when Ben and Danny were out. It was hard to know exactly what I was looking for, as I'd been fucked by it but had no idea how big it was or what it was made of, or anything. But when I found it, I knew it was what I was looking for because it was hidden at the back of a drawer full of comics, and why else would Ben have a big screwdriver like that? I also, on my search, discovered a stack of porn mags, but that's another matter.

    The screwdriver was huge. I'd never seen one so big, before or since. Not that I have any interest in screwdrivers (other than the drink) but I couldn't imagine anyone ever needing one as big as that. I assumed it was Dad's, as he had loads of screwdrivers and other tools, but he surely wouldn't need one that big to put in light fittings and stuff. Also, if he did need it, wouldn't he wonder what happened to it? Anyway, with a tape measure in front of me now and my questionable memory, I would say that the metal bit was 12" long and the handle was a further 8" long. The handle was yellow plastic and had a big bulbous head, which I reckon was 7" in diameter. I couldn't believe it when I saw it. I stared at it in horror and wondered how much of that had been inside me and how it even fit. I guess I'm lucky that Ben did finger me first.

    It took a few days to get used to it, but at least Ben took it slowly to begin with. I'm not sure if knowing what it was made it better or worse. It was certainly different from Ben's fingers, which he was still using, especially at night. It obviously hadn't occurred to him to bring the screwdriver with him on his nightly visits - yet. Maybe he feared being caught with it, and having to explain what he was doing creeping around in the middle of the night with a giant screwdriver. Anyway, having found it and seen what it was, I thought I'd try it out for myself, but I couldn't sneak it into my room in case Ben discovered it was missing, so I decided to go to Dad's tool boxes and see if I could find something similar. Unfortunately, all the screwdrivers in there had much smaller handles, and so I started looking around for something bigger. As I've said, when I was alone at night, I sometimes liked to copy what Ben did to me, though it was never as good. I'd even tried some self-bondage, using George's toy handcuffs, but it was never the same when I did it.

    I didn't go around deliberately looking for an alternative to the screwdriver handle to try on myself, but certain things caught my eye. I rejected the cucumber, for example, because it was food and the idea of seeing my parents and my brothers eating something that had been in my pussy would have been too yucky. It had to be something that I could use and return without anyone noticing, or something hidden away, that no-one would miss. I found it when I was watching TV one night, and it had been on display in the front room for as long as I can remember.

    It was a souvenir from South Africa that I think my Grandfather brought back years and years ago. It was a wooden cock-shaped thing mounted on a block of wood, with various grooves along it's length. Mounted is actually the wrong word, as it was all carved from one block of wood. It was a very dark brown, and had been coated in something shiny, so it was very smooth. There was a little plaque on the front, stating where it came from. It wasn't quite as thick as the screwdriver handle, but was about the same length. As soon as I saw it, I knew it would serve my purposes perfectly, and I couldn't wait to go to bed that night.
     
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    Thanks again for all the kind comments and support. I really do appreciate it. At least it shows someone's reading my stuff, and seemingly enjoying it. I love praise and flattery (of course) but I don't do it for that reason, and I think I'd continue even if no-one commented at all. Well, maybe I'd start to get a bit concerned after two or three posts without comment, but I'm having fun writing it and it's bringing back some good memories. More soon.
     
  6. Eric the Red

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    Oh BabyBella howI've missed you.

    Another hot chapter, and I have to say that it was worth the wait.
    Keep up the good work.:excited:
     
  7. latsev

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    oh, definitely worth the wait. :p
     
  8. Seven721

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    This reminds me of what my younger sister and I used to do
     
  9. creepage

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    i get hard every time i read your story definitely keep writing.
     
  10. skateordie6745

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    7" inches in diameter, cmon..do you know how thick that is, almost as thick as a fire hydrant, i think you meant circumference
     
  11. BabyBella

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    My bad. I did mean circumference. Should have paid more attention in school, I guess. I didn't get fucked with a fire hydrant until later.
     
  12. mrlxymrn

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    LOL, love the sense of humor. I enjoy reading your story, the way you write it, and the wait that comes before each chapter. :)
     
  13. otherworlds

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    Best story on this site. I look forward to reading more.
     
  14. XslickX

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    I enjoyed reading the stories you post so far BabyBella. It leaves me waiting for more but it's definitely worth the wait. Just keep doing what you're doing and take your time on it :)
     
  15. BabyBella

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    Part 14

    I couldn't sleep because I was so excited. I just had to wait for my parents to go to bed, so that I could sneak into the front room, grab the wooden cock and see what it felt like in my pussy. Although all my previous attempts to pleasure myself alone had failed, I still liked to try things out. My Mum went up to bed quite early, but I had to wait for Dad to finish watching a movie. My bedroom was right next to the front room, so I could often hear the TV anyway, if it was loud enough. Finally my Dad went to bed and as soon as I heard their bedroom door close, I was creeping out of my own room like a thief in the night, and soon the object of my desire was in my hands. I'd never held it before and it was much heavier than I expected.

    Back in my room, in the semi-darkness, I pulled my panties down and off and lay on the bed. I was wearing a vest, but I left that on. I spread my legs and gripped the base of the large wooden cock and slowly pressed it against my pussy lips. My hands were trembling as I slowly eased the tip of the wooden cock inside, just an inch or so. I closed my eyes and thought about how it compared to the feel of the screwdriver handle that Ben used on me. It was definitely smoother, as the screwdriver handle had a sort of uneven ridge along it's length. It didn't feel any smaller, even though I'm sure it was. I decided I wanted to see what was going on, so I switched on the bedside lamp and sat on the edge of the bed, parting my legs as I once more started to insert the wooden cock into my waiting pussy. As I said, there were various grooves cut into the wood, unevenly spaced along it's length. I remember thinking I'd just push it in up to the first groove and see how that feels. It looked kinda weird, the very dark wood contrasting with my pale skin and the pink of my pussy, but I liked the way my pussy seemed to be opening up to accomodate the thickness of it. I decided to try going deeper, to the next groove. Then I remembered the way Ben did it, and started to fuck myself with it a little, moving in and out, but only to the second groove. Well, that felt good, and I kept doing it, only now I was going deeper, setting myself new targets. It was definitely better than using my fingers. I was fascinated by watching it slide in and out of my pussy, almost mesmerized by the smooth in/out motion. At the same time, it felt so good, stretching my pussy as it gradually got deeper. I was wet, of course, and the wooden cock was smeared with my juices as it came out, almost all the way, before I pushed it back in.

    I looked at my watch on the bedside table. I knew Ben's habits, and knew he'd have to wait at least an hour after Dad went to bed before daring to venture downstairs. I wanted to be "asleep" when he came down, so nothing appeared out of the ordinary. I always felt a bit guilty about the things I did alone, as if I was somehow betraying Ben by not including him. What would he think if he knew I was fucking myself with a big wooden cock?

    I didn't want to get caught. I think in some ways it would have been worse than if my Mum caught me and Ben doing what we did after school, simply because all the blame and all the guilt would have been mine. There was no guilt during our afternoon fun, not for me anyway. In my head, I wasn't actually doing anything - it was being done to me. I was just there, letting it happen. I was just the innocent victim, tied up and helpless. But fucking myself with a big wooden cock - that was all me. As crazy as it sounds, even after everything Ben had done to me, I would still have felt ashamed and humiliated if he found me doing what I was doing.

    But I figured I still had plenty of time to fool around with my new toy, so I carried on. It was still very different from Ben fucking me with the screwdriver handle, but it was definitely feeling good as I dared myself to go deeper and deeper. Another difference between my wooden cock and Ben's screwdriver was that the wooden cock was about the same width all the way down, but once you got past the large bulbous head of the screwdriver handle, it narrowed considerably. This gave me the feeling that my pussy was full, as opposed to the screwdriver handle, which sort of felt like someone pushed a big, hard ball into my pussy. I had started slowly, tentatively, but now I was fucking myself with more purpose, seemingly no longer caring how many grooves I could fit in. My knuckles were white as I gripped the square base of my new toy with both hands, sliding it in and out of my pussy with reckless abandon. And the major difference was that Ben fucked me with the screwdriver handle only until he shot his load on me, but now there was nothing to stop me and I couldn't even stop myself and that night I had my first ever orgasm. Nothing I had ever experienced had prepared me for that feeling. It was like the floodgates had finally open and I couldn't stop cumming. It was as if all the weeks and weeks of being brought so close to this unknown pleasure by Ben had somehow storted up a vast lake of cum inside me, and now it was being released. It felt so good, and I held my big wooden cock deep in my pussy, not wanting this wonderful feeling to end.

    I lay there for ages, just staring up at the ceiling, feeling my body calm down and return to normal. My legs were wide open, my wet pussy still leaking cum, the large wooden cock on the floor somewhere between my feet. I had no idea what had happened but I knew it felt wonderful and I knew I had to do it again, and soon. I don't know how long passed, but I sat up suddenly, hearing a noise upstairs. Luckily, it wasn't Ben, coming down for a late-night visit, just my Dad going to use the toilet. It scared me into action though. God, what a mess. And the smell too, filling the room. Just like Ben's cum, but different. I grabbed a t-shirt and I wiped all the cum off my pussy and thighs and the duvet too, though I knew it was going to stain. I picked up the wooden cock and wiped that too, and saw that there were traces of blood on it, which freaked me out a bit. I think if I had more time to freak out, I would have done, but I had more pressing concerns. I managed to clean everything up as best I could, but the smell seemed almost overpowering. I opened all the windows, even though it was quite a chilly night. I hurriedly took the wooden cock back to the front room and then panicked that I couldn't remember exactly where it went, and I was sure someone would notice it had moved and I was worried that I didn't clean it properly or that maybe it still smelled of my pussy. But the clock was ticking and I didn't have time to do anything about it. I'd been in such a rush I realized I was standing in the front room in the middle of the night in only a vest and I was naked from the waist down. I grabbed some sprays - furniture polish, air freshener, I don't know. I just had to mask the smell in my room somehow. I was secretly praying that Ben wouldn't come down tonight, but it wasn't something I had any control over. I sprayed my room, closed the windows, put my panties back on, turned out the light and waited in the dark for Ben's visit. I was out of breath from the running around and the panicking, and I wondered if the wonderful orgasm I'd had after fucking myself with the big wooden cock was worth all the hassle. And the answer was, of course, yes.
     
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    Thanks again, for the kind words and encouragement. Also all the PMs I've received sharing similar brother/sister experiences. I would like to state once more that this is a true story (mostly) and that there is no point in making suggestions as to what you'd like to see happen. I've had PMs recently saying things like "I'd like to see your Dad catch you and Ben together, and then they both take turns fucking you." As exciting as the imagery is, it didn't happen. Apologies also about he circumference/diameter mix-up. Is there any way of editing earlier posts? Anyway, more to come soon.
     
  16. Steff_89

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    I just simply love your story (or stories rather). Can't wait for the next chapter :)
     
  17. latsev

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    Bravo!!! bring on the next Chapter. :excited:
     
  18. UK_Jay1

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    hard on city babe...
     
  19. snip69

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    I have seen this story going for some time, but I tough it was an old one.
    I'm very happy that I was wrong !
    Just loved this :)

    Keep it going, please !

    And, I just have a question... Did you feel any sort of pain when he first insert the screwdriver ? Or did his finger already loosen your hymen up enought ?
    Maybe you didn't notice anything about this because you weren't aware of this at the time...
     
  20. herelooking14

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    :rose:I think your story is one that happen's alot in our home's!We just don't have it in us to come out to say it!The thing's you have done to you were thing's that you enjoyed!I feel that in that way it was cool.Yes we were told it was wrong to do these thing's with our brother's & sister,but we were young,and did'nt know better!Lot's of love at you & yours!:wink:
     
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