1. "The Unplugged Challenge"


    Date: 5/24/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    imagine the horrible “f****y events” we’d be f***ed to do over the weekend. Krista sat a few seats ahead of me on the bus, occasionally looking in my direction but mostly talking with her friends. That was another thing I was worried about. I’d have a few hours alone in the house with her, and if she regretted what we had done it could get very awkward between us. I walked a little ahead of her to the door, but in silence. At first I’d thought we’d likely continue this trend and just retreat to our separate rooms. But the moment she closed the door behind her, she said, “Bobby, I think we should talk about what we did yesterday.” I breathed out deeply, and then turned around, preparing for the worst. “Okay.” “You know how I was pretending you were just some guy, and you were pretending I was just some girl?” I nodded dumbly. “Well, I was thinking, maybe we could try that again, for other things. It seems like a good arrangement.” My cock sprang to attention. “What do you mean?” Krista stared, not at me, but towards the table where Mom usually throws the mail, like she was a little embarrassed. “It could be a good way to practice things. You know, like things we’re not sure we’re doing right, with girls or boys? Like I’m sure there are things you’re not sure how to do with a girl, right?” “Sure. Lots, really.” I gave a brief, nervous chuckle. My heart had started to pound. “Well, if you want, we could help each other out. It could be fun, and… it’s not like we have anything ...
    else to do till Mom gets home, right?” “Right,” I said. “So what did you have in mind?” “I don’t know. You go first. What are you most nervous about with a girl?” Practically everything. “Kissing, I guess,” I said, automatically. How do you know if you’re a good kisser? Googling kissing techniques is unhelpful. Then I realized just what I’d said, and to who I’d said it to. “But I know that’s probably too weird…” “No, we can do that,” she said quickly. “Let’s go to your room?” I led the way, trying to act casual, but I could feel my legs starting to shake, like they did whenever I was about to do something with a girl for the first time. In my room, I tossed my schoolbag on the floor and sat on the bed, hands on my knees. My s****r sat beside me, one leg on the bed, turned towards me. “Just pretend I’m a girl you like,” she said. “I’ll close my eyes and pretend you’re somebody else.” She shut her eyelids, left her mouth open very slightly. I could finally look at her straight on with her eyes closed. She really was lovely, if she wasn’t my s****r I could probably fall in love with her just based on her face. She had one of those faces that had two different modes, both beautiful. When it was relaxed, she looked like one of those distant, untouchable beauties, lost in thought. But when she smiled, she seemed approachable, sweet, even playful, the girl next door, or, in my case, down the hall. She wasn’t smiling now, so it was a strange sight, her looking like an unapproachable ...
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