1. Sex Education for a Geek


    Date: 8/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Hardcore, Incest, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Author: Mystic47, Rating: 92.2, Source: sexstories.com

    of like a cut away view of an engine or something to see how the insides work. “That looks almost erotic except it would hurt be cut in half like that” mentioned my sister. I was thinking only a total nerd would find a science book erotic. She looked up at me, “You never answered my question last week, have you ever seen a woman's breasts?” She caught me off guard. I hesitated because I don't normally talk about private stuff with my sister but I knew she was looking for knowledge, not gossip “Yeah, I've kinda played around with some girls that way.” She didn't ask who, but “What do they feel like, can you feel the lactic glands inside?” “Glands no, I was feeling the nipples, those are the turn on, I didn't want lunch, I was trying to get laid.” “Did you?” “Did I what?” “Did you copulate; get laid as you say in your gutter vernacular?” “The word is 'fuck' Regal. Did I get fucked? Bugs copulate, maybe birds copulate but people fuck. When a guy sticks his hard-on into a girl they are bumping uglies. You just gotta get out of the library sometimes and join the real world. And yes, I've fucked some girls, five of them in fact. Screwed, hammered, boffed, jumped and bounced. I don't 'copulate, that doesn’t sound very fun.” “Say it.” I demanded. She cocked her head “Say what?” “Say Fuck, Fucking, Fucked, Fucker, Fucks. Say them all, I want to hear you say something ghetto.” Regal stood up as if to leave and faced me full frontal, “Kiss my ass; why don't you go slurp up some ...
    cocksuckers cum from a fat assed bitch's hard fucked cunt?” She smiled sweetly, big brown eyes twinkled happily behind the heavy framed glasses “Is that ghetto enough?” then she swept from the room surrounded by an air of satisfaction. I was stupefied. The next weekend we were studying for our final tests in High School. The Graduate Dance was just hours away but my sister insisted on keeping up the ritual of two hours of homework every Saturday. I wanted to start gearing up for my date but Regal was adamant. “You will not graduate if you cannot interpret Shakespeare.” “And I won't get screwed if I don't go to the dance with Marcie.” Regal put her pencil down “What makes you think she will mate with you?” “It's the last Prom. It's tradition. It's natural, it's expected. We dance, make out, then get it on in a car or even a bed if we're lucky.” “If it is tradition, how do you think the poor fathers of the girls feel, sending their virginal daughters into the night with bastards and fornicators?” “Don't you know Sis; every father in the world knows what goes on after the dance but each one of them holds on to the belief that his daughter is one of the few pure girls in the school. None of them want to believe their girl fucks like a bunny when she can.” I continued “There are only three fathers I know who can be sure their girls are behaving themselves.” “Who?” asked Regal. “Ours and your really weird friends'.” For the first time in my life I saw my sister react as if I had slugged ...
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