One Thousand Apologies - Part 1 - Sex Stories

One Thousand Apologies - Part 1

... reckon his physical examinations caused one thing to lead to another. I hope she wasn’t digging too much of the poor guy’s gold. I was 19 years old on a Saturday in the middle of July when mom got the call from her sister, then informed dad and I that Tess, Doc and the kids would be over in a hour. She and the kids had occasionally been to the family reunions, but I know it had to be at least 5 years since I had laid eyes on my aunt or cousins. In only a moment after pulling into the driveway, mom and Tess were hugging as dad and Doc shook hands and introduced themselves. The kids started jumping out of the back seat, first Dave, hard to miss at 6 ft 4, then, then… Ho. Lee. Shit. Was that Hannah? I felt like a force field just passed through my body. About 5 ft 1 or 2, I locked in on her face. These big, round, grey eyes, with light brown hair that cascaded over her shoulders, and a gorgeous smile with her pearly whites framed by those oh so red lips. A quick glance down saw that although her boobs were small she had perfectly tanned and toned thighs, the darker skin likely from her father’s Italian background, and under her white shorts was a bubble butt so perfectly round and squeezable. But it was her eyes, her eyes and her smile, that had me transfixed. Could I get hard just looking at a smile? Dave broke me out of my trance, “Hey man, how you doing? Looks like we’re going to be neighbors!” as he reached out to shake my hand. “Oh, yeah, hi - you going to playing ball ...

... this summer?” “I really want to. I know you guys have started already, but it would be great if you could help me schedule some tryouts.” Dave was supposed to be a pretty good pitcher, but we were more than halfway through the season and any new players had to clear waivers. He probably wouldn’t make it up to my team, which was currently in second place. By now Hannah had already said hi to my parents and was pushing in next to Dave. She reached out her hand, which instead of shaking I lightly held in mine. “ WOW Hannah, you were only 7 or 8 the last time I saw you.” My chest was tight as I swear a bolt of electricity jumped from her hand to mine. She blushed, but shot back “Well you look all grown up too, Joe.” Was that a flirt? I know I had stopped my growth spurt a long time before at 13 years and 10 months, but I rolled with it. “What grade are you in now?” “I’ll be going to 8th grade in the fall.” Fuck, I knew she couldn’t be too old, but she looked more like a petite 16. “I started college last year, and where yunz live, your school will be right acrossed the street from where I go.” Now her little sister, by two years, hit me in the arm, “Heeeey Joe.” She was actually a little taller than Hannah, an ok face, almost no boobs and a decent amount of baby fat lower down. “Heeeey Donna”. Well, that felt weird. After a few more minutes of idle chit-chat, I asked to be excused and turned back into the house. Checking that I wasn't being followed, I bolted up the stairs to my ...