-
Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 1
Date: 8/5/2016, Categories: First Time Hardcore Taboo Author: qudduse
... did you do that?" she interrupted. She looked totally despondent. "Do what?" I asked. This was getting weird. I didn't understand what was going on. She looked me in the eyes with that angry and sad look again, before trailing her eyes to the floor. It looked like she was either about to scream at me or cry. "Cammi-" She suddenly grabbed my crotch with a purpose. Not with the intention of crushing my junk and hurting me, but like she wanted to fondle me but she was upset. I never recoiled so quickly from anything in my life. "What the fuck are you doing Cammi?!" I exclaimed in an urgent whisper. I took a couple more tentative steps back. Cammi rounded on me again and grabbed my junk again, tighter this time, and tiptoed and French kissed me square in the mouth. Cammi had always been a strong character but never anything like this. On that note, what the fuck is going on right now? I thought she seemed really determined and almost imposing but as I put my hands on her shoulders I felt her wilt like a dying flower and I pretty much had to hold her up. I then realized I was still locked in a kiss with my severely u******e little s****r and I pushed her back and broke the kiss. Our eyes flew open and as we locked gazes we felt the world crashing around us. That just happened. I could feel how wrong that was. I know she felt the same thing too. What the hell is happening right now? How the hell do we go on from here? "Jordan I...I'm sorry," ...
... Cammi cried meekly and scampered out my door to her room. I just stood frozen in place for a few seconds before I snapped back to my senses. I followed her over to her room and tried to enter but she locked the door. Remembering what she said I went back to my room, fetched the first pen I saw, then went back to her door and pushed it gently into the circle slot in the handle. Like she said, the lock unhitched with a faint click and I came into her room easily. I saw her sitting on her bed, back against the wall, head turned down with the bottom half of her face buried in her knees but her eyes looked up at me. I decided to try to defuse the tension. "Heh," I chuckled awkwardly, "these locks really are useless." "What do you want?" I heard anguish in her voice and after looking at her more closely I saw tears welling up in her eyes. This isn't Cammi. It hurts to see her like this. This isn't the Cammi I know. "We need to talk about what just happened." "What is there to talk about?" she replied sadly. "Tons, actually." There was an awkward silence for a moment, neither of us knowing how to broach the topic or break the deafening silence, when she just blurted out, "I don't know." "What?" "I don't know. You were gonna ask me something. What I was thinking or what I wanted or what's going on, and I don't know. I don't know anything." Shit, I don't know my s****r as well as I thought. "Look I know Dad's ...