As A Song, Forever Together Chapter1 - Sex Stories

As A Song, Forever Together Chapter1

Chapter 1. The Beautiful Stepsister I am Ben Paulson and I was sixteen years old that time, when my fate changed forever, but I did not recognize that at all. I lived in a well off family in a middle-west town. My father Ken Paulson was a wealthy mill and animal feed mixer owner. He had more mills, animal feed mixers and silos in the near small towns. He was there a big fish in the countryside local community, where his business was, but he was only one of the financially well off people in my city. More industrial firms were in our city and our city was the commercial and cultural center of our area. So the life of our city was between a small town, where everybody knows each other and a big city, where nobody knows their neighbors at all. My dad’s life was to commute between our city and the small rural towns. My mom Amy Paulson was a high school English teacher and she went back to teach in a local high school after six years to the birth of my sister, Becky. She taught in other high school as I and later my sister attended. My father told her she did not need to work, but mom told him that the work was important to her not to feel she was an unnecessary. Becky was almost four years younger than me. We liked each other as two good siblings. I have brown colored hair and almost green eyes. I was tall boy I reached the 185 cm height in eighteen years old age. I learned well and I liked reading. The PC world reached my interest together with my friends and we switched off the ...

... special PC locks to watch adult contain on Internet. My friends were same straight boys as I was, so our hormone driven fantasy got the nourishment from the Net. We began the high school together and the girls were same innocent young students in our class as we. My friends and I were virgins that time and the girls and women were the secret aim of our erotic fantasy. I was a little expert in PC and I built my PC and other electric gadgets at home. Dad and I had a little workshop at home. I do not know, how I found that idea, but I built a secret microphone into the living room to be able to reach secret signs after connecting wirelessly to my PC. I hoped I could uncover family secrets once and I was right. Dad was an engineer and his career began with maintaining of mills and animal feed mixers. He found a closed site and he bought it in scrap metal price. He mended the machines and he owned more sites and silos later. He had already had other businesses too, when he married my Mom. He worked hard. My sister and I were proud of his success. Naturally we loved our Mom too. Sometimes once or twice a year it happened that was something problem on a site or because of a blizzard he had to stay far from our house, but he phoned to us every-time. That was unique when he missed calling us on that December. The weather condition was calm before Christmas and his colleagues told my Mom they did not see him. The all family was in shock my Dad disappeared in the void without any trace ...