Her First - Sex Stories

Her First

... clear; she wanted to give me her virginity to me. In a flash of understanding, I knew why she had insisted I come home for her birthday. This wasn't a spur-of-the-moment feeling for her, she'd thought this out long before this moment. Regardless of her intent and her desire, I had to object, “I can't do that, you're years younger than me, you're my sister!”

“I'm your sister only in name, don’t you remember the stories, we used to be neighbors before they got married. That makes me the girl next door.”

“But I could go to jail, you're too young, I'd be a molester, I'd ----'.

“Not tonight, on my birthday, you can't argue. This is my birthday wish, you don’t have to buy me anything tomorrow, you just have to make my wish come true. I'm not going to tell anyone; nobody will find out. I think I’m ready for sex but you are the only one I want to do it with.”

“I already bought you something.”

She squeaked happily, snuggled closer, and gave me a true feminine answer, “Even better, I get two presents from you.”

We sat quietly for a few moments, my mind was churning, what my step-sister proposed at first shocked me but I was quickly warming up to the idea, to her. The house was empty, our parents were out so I suggested, “You want to do this now?”

She lifted her head and kissed me on the cheek, “I'm still seventeen you perv.” She pushed up and kissed me once more, lightly on the lips, “I'm going to bed.”

I was left to ponder the unexpected path in our ...

... relationship my sister, my step-sister, and I were approaching. Not a full minute after she vanished, I had a full-grown erection cramped in my jeans.

Her birthday celebration was an all-day affair. First, it was family, our parents, and grandparents in the afternoon. The real party started at 6 at Mondulvo's Pizza Parlor with eleven of her closest friends, I was invited, but I assured her that spending two or three hours with that many capricious teens was not high on my thrill list. “Okay, maybe not with them, but I expect you to spend some time later with one eighteen-year-old.” She smiled coyly and then left for the party.

She came home around 10 that night and almost the first thing she did was to ask our parents if I could take her to the late movies to see the latest mega-hit superhero 3D movie, they consented so she and I left about 10:15 for the 11:00 showing. No sooner than we got to the car she bubbled happily, “Finally, we get to be alone,” then she put a hand on my cheek, pulled my face to her, and kissed me, a lingering but friendly kiss, no fire, no passion. She pulled back and said boldly, “Take me somewhere so we can do it.”

“In the car?” It wouldn't be the first time a girl gave up her virtue in a car.

She settled into her seat as I backed out of the drive and then started forward, “I guess, I was hoping in a bed but with Mom and Dad home we can't have sex there.”

“I can get a motel room if that is okay, but you would have to stay in the car until we ...