1. Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 9


    Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Incest, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young, Author: jordeso, Rating: 92.5, Source: sexstories.com

    not anyone's bitch. You're my sister and I love you and I shouldn't have said any of that." Cammi rolled her eyes. "Stop. I'm not a little girl, Jordan." "You kinda are," I countered, "and I can't help but feel like I'm corrupting you. Remember you used to not want to jerk me off while you were on your period, or give blowjobs at all? Now you want to do it every day." "Is that a bad thing? You want me to want sex less and make you wait every time I have my period?" "Well, no." "Thought so. Speaking of which, if we're lucky my period stops tomorrow, so..." "Actually, can we wait 'til Friday instead?" "You wanna wait?" "Yeah. I'm doing something that day and I think it's a good time for victory sex." "Victory sex?" "Yes. Victory sex." Cammi sat on her heels and leaned back, mischievously displaying her small chest. She looked so young and delicious with her yellow panties and slender body. "You get to fuck me, isn't that victory enough?" she taunted. I picked her up and placed her in my lap, where I placed my lips around her nipple and sucked passionately at her breast. She giggled and wrapped her hands around my head. I released her budding tit from my mouth and looked at her smiling face. "Hell yeah it is." On Friday I looked out the window in Chemistry class, admiring the sunlight and clear sky. It was the warmest and sunniest day we had had in the last week. It was a good day for revenge. I raised my hand and held it there until Mr. Byrne pointed at me. "Can I go to the ...
    washroom?" I asked. "Go," Mr. Byrne said. I calmly walked out of the classroom, but after I closed the door behind me, I quickly and quietly ran away from the nearest washroom and all the way to my locker. I opened it and took out a tall carton of milk I had brought, and then went to the nearest washroom. I opened the carton and poured out some of the milk, until I could tilt the carton to a certain angle without milk spilling out. I then quickly sprinted over to Roger's locker and fiddled with the lock. I knew the first two numbers of his combination, but wasn't sure of the exact number of the last entry. I got it with the second try and opened my archenemy's locker. It wasn't part of my plan originally, but now that I had free reign of Roger's locker, I considered taking everything inside it and dumping it all into toilets. Or maybe just this picture of him and his dad catching the tiniest fucking fish I've ever seen. Nah. I'm a dick but not that much of a dick. This'll be embarrassing enough. I gingerly placed the carton of milk near the back of his locker, on top of some large textbooks, and tilted it towards me with the spout facing outwards. I closed the locker door as much as possible until the carton was resting against it, and reached in and pushed the bottom further back to make sure its weight was rested on the locker door. I slowly closed it until it was fully shut, and held it and waited to see if I could hear the sound of milk dripping or the carton falling back ...
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