best damn stroy everrrr

 

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Days passed, and then weeks. Every night she would come into my room, and we would make love. My muscles were constantly sore from the work, but it was getting easier. The hardest part, I found, was finding the motivation to work with the biting October wind constantly blowing. The sun was hot, but the wind was cold.

It was then that my favorite holiday rolled around. Halloween. A night of running around doing crazy stuff and looking at the girls with sexy costumes.

It was a Saturday that my sister and a car load of her friends went costume shopping. I couldn't make up my mind wether or not to put on a costume or not. I was too old for trick or treating, as was my sister, but it was then one of her friends that said to me, "We're not getting dressed up to trick or treat... We're doing it just for the fun of it!"

I like that, you don't have to trick or treat, just get dressed up, and have fun. It was then I decided on my costume. I would be, The Crow. I had a black trenchcoat i could wear, all i needed was some white and black facepaint.

When my sister got home, however, her costume blew me away. This year she would dress up as Tinkerbell. But... a sexy 5'4 Tinkerbell. I still don't understand why putting on clothes is sometimes more sexy than taking all of them off, but that costume... god, I got horny just thinking about it.

It was a 3 day wait after that until Halloween. She wouldn't let me see her in the costume before that. When it was finally here though... it was an amazing fun night.

I sat in a chair in the kitchen. Dad was watching a western on the TV. Mom was making cookies and other various treats, just for us. The bowl of candy was for the brats who came knocking on the door. My sister had printed out a picture of Brandon Lee's face with the paint on it, and she got some black lipstick to use.

"Be still" She told me for the millionth time as she spread the white face paint on me.

Then, using the lipstick, she carefully drew the smile and eyes. "All done" she said, satisfied. She held up a small mirror and showed me. She did a very good job of it. Much better than I would have done looking in the mirror. "It's sexy." She said.

Mother, who was in the kitchen with us stopped and looked at my sister with an arched eyebrow. "Now," My sister said, "I'm going to get mine on. Kit and Shelly should be here soon to take us to her uncle's haunted house." and she practically flew up the stairs. I watched her go up the stairs and put on my black pants and skin-tight black shirt. My sister bought those for me as well. I was just satisfied with the trenchcoat, but she took this stuff very seriously.

Her friends arrived before she ever came down. They just opened the door and walked in, which irritated my dad very greatly. He'd jumped up and stared at them with a wild look in his eye for a moment before relaxing back down, muttering about 'stupid girls.'

Their costumes were... hot. One was dressed like the stripper-chick from Bladerunner, the other dressed in what can only be described as a "sexy-witch".

"Wow, you look good!" Kit, the sexy-witch said to me, and Shelly only giggled and sat down on the couch waiting.

I didn't know what to say, and like most young men, i put my foot in my mouth and stepped all over my tongue. "Thanks. You look great too. Very fine. I mean, the costume, the way it looks. It looks good on you the way it.... Nevermind."

She laughed with a big smile that brought out her dimples. My sister did indeed have some very hot friends. I glanced over at my dad who acted like nothing happened, except for a big grin on his face.

"Rice crispie treat ?" My mother asked the girls holding out a plate.

"Thanks" Each one said in turn as they took one from the plate.

It was then my sister came down out of her room in her costume. I swallowed hard as my eyes traveled from her face to her feet, and back up. She was wearing a hose on her legs, for wamrth, but it did little to hide the smooth lines and curves of her legs. The little green outfit clung to her form like a second green skin, and the small curves of her little breasts were showing at the top of the costume. Her hair was pulled back in a perfect immitation of Tinkerbell, except brown instead of blonde.

Her eyes met mine, and she blushed with a little smile. I was oogling.

"Ohh god" My dad said looking up at her. "You're not going out without a jacket." He said.

"I know." She said coming down the stairs. Her friends stood up and they spent the next 5 minutes commenting on eachother's costumes. Then my sister picked up her jacket and said, "Redy to go ?"

The girls filed out, but my dad stopped me and said, "Keep a close eye on your sister."

"I will." I told him. If only he'd known just how close of an eye I'd keep on her, he'd chain me up and toss me in a lake.

(I'll finish the halloween portion later. I have to cook dinner, and I can't type story and cook at the same time.)

 

It's nice to see a story thats almost real, able to touch it, makes me want a sister haha.

 

Can you have like a foot rub scene or something thanks and keep this story going

 

I just can't believe how good this story is. Holy Shit!

 

We stepped out of the house, and it was cold. My sister pulled her jacket on in a hurry as we walked to the car. She got in the front seat, and I saw in the back with Kit while Shelly drove.

Kit made me nervous. She kept looking at me and looking away quickly. I was smart enough to know what that meant. Our first stop was Shelly's uncle's house, where he converted one of his barns into a haunted house every year. He then converted a second barn into a small party place for people to get snacks and kids candy. He had apple cider made from his own orchard. There were free samples of everything for people visiting, but if you wanted more than a sample, you had to buy it.

We arrived, and my sister took her jacket off for the haunted house. It was a big mistake, because you can't look very sexy when you're shivering. There were quite a few people there, as it was well known this was a great place to go, and was usually the first or last stop for people with their kids, or just looking for a good time on halloween.

After a short wait in line, Shelly's uncle greeted us all, knowing who we were. He was a very nice guy, and it was very cool of him and his family to set this up every year. They'd been doing it for a long time, and it blew my mind how they did it different every year. There are only so many different ways to shock people.

The first room of the haunted house was pitch black. I felt something touch my hand and when i tried to grab it... I grabbed someone's ass. There was a squeal followed by a fit of three girls giggling. I felt something touch my face and i went to slap it away.

We passed through the dark room and into a small mock graveyard scene. I looked at each of the girls. Kit's blushing face revealed to me who's ass I'd accidently grabbed. Fuck! She gave me a knowing look. But we were interruped as the wolf-man jumped out at us. Three girls once again squealed in a half scream of shock, and I simply smiled. It would take more than wolf man to shock this zombie bent on revenge!

The next room was another dark room, except when we got roughly 1/4 of the way through, a stroke kicks on and we saw what looked like corpses tied to stakes. They were very life-like in the flashing light of the strobe. It wasn't until we went to walk past one did he raise his head and growl at us. All three girls screamed at that, and i'll admit i jumped back. Kit grabbed at my arm as we made out way out into this narrow lit hallway leading to the exit.

It was then there was a loud shriek, and a dummy was tossed off the rafters above us with a noose around it's neck. The head of the dummy broke off and the thing fell to the ground.

"Aww shit, it broke again." came a voice from above.

"Throw yourself off next time, Tom." Shelly called up to it.

Tom jumped down, leaving the noose hanging down and pushed the broken doll out of the way. "I could push you off instead." He said, and they grinned at eachother.

They were cousins, but i remember their jokes and the way they grinned at eachother. It reminded me a lot of the way me and my sister grin at eachother. I suppose now, after i've had a lot of time to think about it. It's not that uncommon for cousins to fuck, especially at that age.

"We'll stop by later, see ya." She said.

"Bye." he called after us as we walked out.

"That was fun" My sister said.

"Yeah it was." Kit answered her, tilting her head as she glanced at me. My face got hot. The Sexy-Witch wants the Revenge motivated zombie. I wouldn't do anything with her though. I'm a faithful man, always.

We went to the other barn to visit with Shelly's aunt and other cousins, and score some free cinnamon doughnuts and apple cider. This barn was semi-heated for people. There were quite a few people in there, lots of kids getting candy put in their bags. It was in that barn i saw the scariest costume of them all. A clown. I. Fucking. Hate. Clowns.

And I wasn't the only one. In front of Shelly's Aunt, who was dressed up as Cookie the Clown from Bozo, was a small 4 or 5 year old boy who had his face buried in his mother's shins. He would look up at Shelly's Aunt and scream with tears running down his face and bury it again in his mother's shin.

"Aww, that's so cute." My sister said. The little boy was dressed up as a teddy bear.

I started laughing at the kids anguish and terror. I don't know why, but every time the little guy looked up and Shelly's Aunt tried to smile and be happy with him, he would scream, and it was funny. It was hi-larious. My sister gave me a black look and I stopped. The mother of the child pulled the kid away and appologized for his behavior. It was still funny.

Shelly went to see her grandmother, and Kit went off to get herself a drink. My sister found a nice warm vent to stand under.

"What are you supposed to be, Kizz or something ?" A voice from behind me said.

I turned around and saw Kelly standing there holding the hand of a much younger girl.

"No, I'm the Crow." I told him.

"Kickass." He said, then looked at the girl and said, "Charlotte, this is Adam. Adam, my cousin Charlotte."

Holy shit! I thought. "Nice to meet you." I said to her. She smiled and said "Thanks."

Kelly grinned at me. He wasn't wearing a costume. However, his younger cousin was dressed as an angel. Not like, a victoria's secret angel, but was actually trying to look like an actual angel. She would grow into an attractive woman for sure. She had short black hair, and these big black eyes. I had to wonder if she had some kind of arab ancestry or not. For cousins, they looked absolutely nothing alike.

"Thirsty ?" Kit asked walking back to me holding a drink.

"Thanks," I said taking the small cup. God damn she was trying hard!

Kelly arched an eyebrow, but said nothing. I glanced at my sister, and she was looking everywhere but at me. I knew exactly what she was thinking. Which meant 1 of two things. She would get jealous and cross her legs later, or get jealous and fuck twice as good.

"Hey man, do you guys want to come around with us ?" I asked Kelly and his little cousin. "After this place, I think we are going to Clubhouse."

Kelly looked down at his cousin and asked, "You want to ?"

She looked up at him and said, "Sounds like fun."

"Allright, what are you driving ?" I asked him.

"I, uhh... borrowed.. her mom's car for the night." Kelly told me. She elbowed him in the side with sly smile on her face. It made him smile as well, which a smile on his face was scary.

"K, I'll find ya before we leave." I told him. He nodded and they walked over to the cider table.

I glanced at Kit and she smiled at me. I took a drink of the cider, and it was delicious. "I know what you did." She said to me.

"It wasn't me." I told her. "Musta been somebody else. I was out of town that day."

She laughed at my silly joke. We moved to stand with my sister who was standing under the vent alone in all this. It was a nice feeling having the warm air rush over you.

"Kelly and... Charlotte are going to follow us around and hang with us." I told her.

My sister looked at me and said, "Ohh, that's nice. The more the marrier i guess."

"Yeah." I said and stood there.

Shelly came back with a cinnamon doughnut for each of us, and we gobbled them down quickly.

"Where to now ?" Shelly asked us.

"I want to hit the Mannor." My sister said.

"I told Kelly we were going to the Clubhouse." I said.

My sister gave me a mean look and said, "Well tell him we're going to the Mannor instead."

The Clubhouse was the gathering point of a local club. They would host raffles and hold bingo games, and do all kinds of other local charity and social interest events. The Mannor was another farm that, instead of passing out treats or building haunted houses, would have this huge bonfire.

She was already jealous and mad. I didn't know what to do or say.

(Hiho! More to come once i sleep and wake up. One quick note: Don't ask how a 16 going on 17 year old in today's society knows who Cookie the Clown and Bozo the clown are. I already had it typed out and welll.... I just wanted to get the lady described. LOL)

 

Haha! Now Adam has two girls after him. Dilemma dilemma lol. Good Job

 

Nice!! Cant wait to see how this turns out

 

I'm back again man, u got me hooked for sure. The inevitable(if its mispelled, oh well) end is killing me. Still fantastic.

 

BEST FUCKING STORY EVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER.

 

ok come on man your killing me with this waiting "i cant wait"

 

very nice story I remember m broher ding such thngs to me

 

This is such a hot and very well-written story (I am still catching up on the latest instalments). Definitely one of the best sex stories I have read on this site. Great work, Nate.

 

Great story

 

(A quick typo note. I didn't realize it until I was just re-reading my last story, but a typo escaped my proof reading before that just bugs the living hell out of me. I spelled Kiss like Kizz. There's just no excuse for that!)

Everyone was happy to get back in the car where the heater was. Shelly pulled out, and Kelly pulled up behind us in his aunt's 'borrowed' car. It was a long quiet ride to the Mannor. You could see the bonfire from quite a ways off, and there was already a good gathering of people. There would be more people because it was early. I always liked going there later when there were less people.

Shelly parked the car, and my sister left her jacket in the car again and dealt with the cold. There was no alchohol at the bonfire. That was one thing the owners of it enforced pretty fiercly. There were a lot of underaged people there, and they did not want problems with the law.

Kit and Shelly went to go find some food, and my sister went straight to the Bonfire where it was warm. I walked over to her, and took my trenchcoat off and held it out for her. She looked down at it then back up at me and didn't say anything.

There was someone somewhere nearby playing music. "Take it" I said to her. She ignored me again. I put the jacket around her shoulders, and walked over to Kelly and his cousin.

"Trouble in paradise ?" He asked me with a grin on his face. He was sitting down with an arm around his little cousin.

"Some. That other girl is all over me." I told him.

"Once she stops being mad, you'll totally get some." He told me. I looked down at his cousin and she smiled at me. "She knows." Kelly said.

This made me mad. Too many people knew already. "I didn't want.." I started to say, but he cut me off.

"She's down with it. She won't talk," he bumped her with his shoulder and smiled at her, "Will you ?"

"My lips, are sealed." She said with a grin.

Kit and Shelly returned, all bearing hotdogs and pepsi. My sister slid her arms through the jacket and took hers. She came over and sat down beside me. Kit handed me a hotdog and a can of pepsi, and then both girls sat down with us.

"I like bonfires." Shelly said.

"Yeah." Kelly said. "They make you think, calm your mind a little bit."

Kelly's cousin laid her head on his shoulder and we all stared at the fire, as almost everyone else who was there was doing.

"It's not hard to see why ancient man worshipped fire." Shelly said.

I reached down and took my sister's hand, and she squeezed it once.

We were all quiet for a long time, watching the fire. It was mesmerizing. Then the mood was crashed as newcomers arrived: Ryan and a few of his friends. They stood in front of the fire for a moment, and we all stared at eachother.

He started to walk over, and something inside me snapped. How DARE they try and ruin this for us. I jumped up, and walked to them and said, "If you want to fight, you will get hurt. I'm tired of you motherfuckers starting shit. Tonight, if you mess with us, I will hurt you. All of you. And I will hurt you bad. Now get your drinks, eat some fucking hotdogs, and stay the fuck away from us."

I could see the fear in their eyes. Ryan started to open his mouth and I said, "I told you not to say a fucking thing. Say one word, and I will show everyone here just how much of a pussy you all are. Get the fuck away from us. NOW!"

His friends slowly backed away and then Ryan turned around and they went to the other side of the bonfire.

I turned around to walk back, the four girls were all looking at me, and the fire that danced in their eyes as they looked at me was... inspiring. I felt very good. Kelly was still sitting, but had taken his arm off his cousin and had another hand in the pocket of his jacket. He grinned at me as he relaxed and pulled his cousin back close to him.

"That... was... awesome." Shelly said with a laugh. Kit only smiled up at me, and my sister seemed happy too.

I sat back town, and immitating Kelly, put my arm around my sister and pulled her close. Kit leaned against me and put her head on my shoulder. I was high, at that point. A natural high. I sat there for a few minutes before I said, "Lets party."

I walked over to where the owners of the Mannor were selling the food, bought a pack of graham crackers, hershey bars, and a bag of marshmallows, as well as metal coat hangers that had been bent straight and already used.

We all stood around the fire, telling jokes, stories, and making smores. It was like no one else but us existed. Even Kelly laughed and joked, which looked out of place for him. His cousin hardly ever left his side, and I figure that was why he was in such a good mood. Kit never stopped flirting with me, and my sister had a good time as well, ignoring her of course.

That night, at the bonfire on halloween with my friends. That was a great night of my life. There are times I remember that night, and it was like it lasted forever. It certainly seemed like that while it happened. Like the night would never end. I loved it, and I will never forget the smiles and laughs of my friends. It's a gem of a memory that helped keep me sane. I'll never forget that night, or my friends. My real friends.

 

Outstanding Story, I'm hooked.

 

After Halloween was over, and emotional high that night would bring, things returned to a semblence of normalcy. I went to work with my dad, and although the days were cold, we finished two more jobs before the snows started falling. That was when my dad took up his other job to work through the winter months. Truck driving.

That's the way of many construction workers, when winter months grind roofing and other carpentry type work to a near halt, they either travel to warmer climates to work, or take up second jobs. My dad's was truck driving. He would be gone for weeks and months at a time. I fully expected him to take me with him, and show me how to do that job too. But, he took me aside and gave me the old, "you're the man of the house now" speech. I asked him why I couldn't go, and he told me he didn't like leaving the women alone in the house for so long.

I was caught between being excited about being alone, home, which would mean more fun with sweet little sister, but also disappointed that I didn't get to spend time with him, and learn another job skill. I learned as November progressed that I was wrong in this last part. I was mostly stuck home, alone and bored.

I remember feeling so deserted when mom went to work, and my sister went off to school. The isolation was worse than pulling teeth. I also remember feeling to excited every time my sister got home. I'd greet her every day by lifting her up and swinging her around in a kiss.

It was close to the end of November, dad was somewhere on the road between Nebraska and Iowa, when my sister busts into my room hysterically screaming, "She knows! She knows!" It took me a few minutes to get her to calm down enough to tell me, "Mom know's I'm pregnant! She asked me, and she only asks if she knows! What am I gonna do ? She knows!"

"What all does she know ?" I asked her carefully. I was fighting my own panic, but I needed to keep calm.

"She just came into my room, sat down, and asked me when my last period was." My sister told me, regaining some sort of calm. "She just left to get a pregnancy test, to be sure."

I took a deep breath and held it. She put her arms around me and whispered, "What are we going to tell her ? We're fucked!"

I held her away and looked into her eyes and said, "We don't have to tell her who. Make something up, tell her someone else."

"Okay." She said. "Who ?"

"I don't know. Anyone!" I said. I meant anyone but me!

"Okay, think!" She said. "Kelly ?"

"No!" I said sharply. "Not him."

"Randy ?" She asked.

"No!" I said again.

She let out a big sigh, "You said anyone."

We didn't get a chance to argue names further, mom got home, with the home pregnancy test.

(Sorry, I have to cut it short there. My keyboard is acting up, and it's hard to type)

 

Cant wait for more. It's getting really exciting now. Not that it isn't already, cause it is

 

great work dude way to keep us all in suspense