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Dangerous gamesIndeed. .. it all started as a silly game.My stepsister was a couple of years older than I was. I was around 16. Still the gap in experience was wider.With me also lived my two younger siblings; 6 and 5 and her blood brother at 11 or so…There was this day, in which we were playing in the bedroom and as annoying as I can be I was wrestling the three younger ones on top of the bed… in good nature! I managed to immobilize all three quite effectively and they would shout for help… our parents weren’t at home. So us, the two oldest ones would babysit…I am extremely fond, from very early on, of short nylon shorts (that’s another story)… so I was wearing one of my white sprinter Adidas…Well… she came over to their help and jumped on top of the bunch… and grabbed my neck from behind and pulled me over to the side, pinning me very well against the wall … in glee the younger ones piled on top of me… illegal bahis siteleri it was lots of fun and I struggled to try to break free… unsuccessfully I must say …I was pinned, face down on the bed and against the wall… my youngest sister was sitting on my head pulling my hair and my two brothers lay on top of me pinning my arms down…My dear s*s told them… – let’s tickle him so he’ll never abuse you again- They took the new task with renewed energy.. all this while we were all laughing and screamingI tried desperately to free myself to no avail as my position would not allow any leverage… The tickling continued and I completely lost sight where my old s*s was… but…… Because I was facing down with the young ones on top pulling my hair or tickling me, I tried to pull myself up by crouching and lifting them up on my back.The shrieks intensified and then I felt a hand slide from behind youwin giriş and under my crotch and grabbed me, squeezing hard. She said – Don’t you dare move or it will hurt – I dropped back down and her hand continued squeezing; now purposely cupping my now growing erection… I stopped fighting, and my mind raced through the sensations that my body was sending to my brain… Don’t know how many agonizing minutes or where seconds? , this continued, I just stopped struggling trying to keep control.I said- That’s enough, I gave up, you win… !Still laughing the k**s got off my back and she pulled her hand off with a final pinching of my aching member.I just lay down, panting, and keeping my excitement concealed. The k**s left the room cheering their triumph, and so did my s*s…I stayed there hoping she’ll return, humping softly the bed… but after a few minutes I realize that this was it… a sense canlı bahis of guilt and confusion dawn on me and I got up and walked to the window, peering outside but with my mind somewhere else…I opened the window and rested my arms on the ledge. ..I was bent over with my legs separated, lost in thought, so much that I never noticed when she walked back into the room and while she pressed her hips against my butt she brought her hands around my waist and cupped my balls with her left hand and grabbed my now soft member with the other, right over the soft nylon fabric of my shorts.I did not stop her while she vigorously fondled me, for many agonizing minutes until my body succumbed to the stimulation and letting loose a massive load in my shorts in a mind numbing orgasm… I felt her hand rub my now totally wet crotch for a few more minutes…I was out of breath and my legs felt like rubber… that I just rested my head on my arms over the ledge of the window… fluids started running down my legs but I could not really move…She said – You’re a nasty, a horny and nasty bastard… now I know how to get to you … – and she laughed and left the room, leaving me lost in my thoughts.

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