Yes, this is a factual story. And no, I do not feel bad about it. What we desire is bound up within each of us and needs to be shared or let loose.

I was 15 at the time, and a wild little girl. I fought with my parents. I fought with Allison, my 7 year-old sister. I fought with my friends, and… you guessed it my enemies. I constantly stayed into trouble at school. There would always be some bitch or another talking shit to me about this boy or that I was a slut, and she would get her nose broke. I kinda lived for it. I really do enjoy hurting people that piss me off. There’s something about making another person bleed that is empowering. Yes, so what if I did give Geoff a handi on the bus on the way to Natural Bridge? If his little bitch of a girlfriend Amy wasn’t gonna do it, then I would. Yes, I had, and still have a problem controlling my sexual desires, as well as my temper. For both of these I make no apologies.
Moving on. At the time I had this little fling with a guy that worked in the gas station that we passed on the way home from our bus stop everyday. It just seemed that the cosmos had it in for us to mess around. I was 15 and he sold me cigarettes, probably because he wanted to fuck me and didn’t care how old I was. His name was Darren. Sweet 22 year-old, Darren. He was the type of guy most people associate with over-weight, gamer, nerds. And that’s what he was. But to me, at 15, he sold me cigarettes and was always really sweet. Sure he was kinda chubby. Sure he wore glasses and always seemed to be writing in that notebook. But he never questioned anything I asked for and always smiled at me. And not that creepy smile most of you male morons out there have. It was a sincere smile that made me feel safe. Not the icky one that made me want to run. Keep that in mind, fellas. Don’t creep out the girl, and odds are that she WILL at least talk to you.
So it wasn’t long before I began lingering at the store a little and sharing a smoke with Darren. Just chitchat mostly. We exchanged all pertinent information. And he never did flip out that I was only 15. It was like being treat like an adult, by an adult. I felt more like a woman with him than I probably ever have in my entire life.
One day Darren asked if I wanted to smoke a joint with him. I’d never even smelled marijuana at that point, but had heard good and bad. And with the kids I knew, more bad than good. And that’s what made me decide that I was gonna do it. I’ve always hated that stigma that if society says its wrong, then it must be wrong. So we snuck around back and after closely watching him roll my first joint, we got high. It was fun, and I felt like I was doing something wrong (Hooray for me!). A week went by and nearly every day Darren and I would get high out back of that tiny Marathon gas station. He was always so sweet saying things like, “If you were my girlfriend…” And, “I just wish I had a chance with a girl like you…”
So I kissed him. He was stunned and didn’t even kiss back. I pulled away and said, “Its really okay to French kiss me. I won’t tell anybody.” He was so cute sitting there staring at me with his mouth open. So I kissed him again. Needless-to-say this became pretty regular. But I’ve never been a girl to waste much time. Like I said I was pretty well-versed in sexual activities for a 15 year-old girl, and it wasn’t long before my happy, little hands were roaming all over him. Naturally, in turn, his followed suit.
Like I said, I have happy, little hands, and it wasn’t long before they found their way to the jumping crotch of his jeans. He smelled like 3-day-old coffee, but I didn’t care. I could feel him tense up, then his hand moving towards mine. I knew he was going to pull my happy, little hand away from his happy, little cock. So, before he could stop me, I had his zipper undone and my hand on him. It was very erotic. I had never had a guy try to stop me. I kinda felt like I was raping him. Maybe I was. And if I was, it made me want to do it even more!
I grabbed hold of him and was totally shocked at how thick it was. I couldn’t even fit my fingers around it. I squeezed the head through the foreskin really hard as I pushed this hood down its thick shaft. Just as Darren’s had jerked my arm by the elbow, he unknowingly, accidentally freed his thick cock from his pants. He tried to squirm away from me and my grasp, but I was totally mesmerized by how different it was from the cocks I had seen up to that point. I was HUGE! But not like in a porn star way. It was so thick… I can’t really explain. And the head was enormous. Purple and the size of a lemon! Honestly, I’ve only ever seen 1 other cock with such a big, beautiful head.
As he was trying to push us apart I felt like he was gonna take this from me. I had to. I had to experience this monster, and I had to convince him to let me do it. So, without saying a word, I dropped my head in his lap and took the head in my mouth. It made my jaw pop to get it in. I really could hear a ringing in my ears. Darren grabbed my hair and I think he was going to try to pull me off but I sucked it down as hard as I could, until I felt it hit my throat. It made my eyes water and I felt like I was gonna vomit, but his pulling became a rhythm. Up and down. And every time I gagged when it would get too deep. And I loved it!
Finally, I pulled up and stroked him and said, “Please don’t stop. This is so hot!”
Darren complied by stroking my face and mumbling something about being sorry.
“No. Please. I like it when you make me gag on it,” I gasped as I was trying to get my breath back from choking on the freakishly large knob on the end of his cock.
That was all it took. His hand was instantly wrapped in my hair and the entire length was forced to my throat. He had not only quit resisting; he was trying to make me swallow it all. There was no way I could! As much as I wanted to it was too big to fit. I kept gagging, and he kept pushing. I felt some liquid come out of my stomach. But with no way to come out my mouth, it squirted out of my nose.
That was when I heard Allison shout my name. And at that point I really did want to stop. But Darren had already committed to fuck my young face for all he was worth. I kept hearing her yell for me. I really didn’t want her to find me getting fucked down my throat so had I was vomiting through my nose, but he totally had me pinned against him.
The next thing I heard was Alli screaming, “Stop! Stop hurting my sister!” And then Darren yelling back, “She wanted to suck it!” I heard Alli hit him, then her hitting the ground, and that’s when it happened. Darren blew his load directly down my small spasaming throat… Which in turn caused me to vomit again… But this time there was the uber-thick white goo of his cum coming out mixed with what little was left from my Mt. Dew. Yes, I was crying. Yes, I was humiliated. But I had never been so turned on in my life. Darren jerked me off his fat little pole as the last rope of cum shot over my face. “Take this little whore home, and never come back here again!” he screamed.
I tried to gather myself for a second. All tears, mascara, vomit and cum. I could feel that my hands, elbows and knees were thoroughly scratched from getting face raped in the back lot of a gas station. Asphalt is very, very unforgiving. And so was Darren, to my utter astonishment. He had gotten the best of me. And that pissed me off more than anything. Wanting nothing more than to take that control, that power away from him I did the only thing I could think that would truly piss him off.
I reached up and grabbed Alli’s long brown hair, I yanked her off her feet, and kissed her so deep it would have made Ron Jeremy jealous! She would have fought me had she known what I was going to do. Fortunately, she did not and I pushed a grown man’s semen mixed with my blood, tears, and bile into my little 7 year-old sister’s mouth. I stood up and said, “There! That’s what real sex tastes like!”
With that, I drug her home by her arm, begging her to never tell another soul…
And here I am, sharing it with the world!



Please give me comments. My first story.

 

amazing

It's an amazing story! keep them coming!

 

Fuck me...
I think I love you.

Seriously,
Joe

 

Very good story. Any more?

 

Nice story! Looking forward to writing more of your writings!:mrgreen:

 

hah. got him back.

 

looking foward to reading more

 

Very good story. Any more?

 

I like your story Beth, as you said this is a factual story I was wondering what effect this had on your sister, did it make her want to try sucking some older guys cock or on the other hand did she enjoy the fact that you kissed her. Maybe you also liked the idea of an incestual relationship with her.:rose:

 

nice

goed story!

 

incredible.

 

GREAT

 

GREAT

 

lol what a spiteful thing to do to yuor sister. but good story i guess. i hope you never do it again though

 

nice revenge. i like it

 

realy nice revenge

 

interesting

 

nice story but we need more of it :satisfied::satisfied::satisfied::satisfied::satisfied:

 

Wow

 

Please tell us more!