Note from author: This story isn't my own, this story was relayed to me by a friend and I tried to put it in her perspective as she dictated it to me. She requested me to put it on this site after hearing about it. All the names have been changed for the peoples' own protection. I have altered the story slightly however the gist of the story is completely accurate to her retelling. Both of us would enjoy any feedback you may have on this story. Any similarities of any kind to this story is purely coincidence and not intentional.
Note to the reader: there is incestuous material in this story along with erotic material. If any of this offends you or if you are not of age, I would request that you obey the law (or your own personal feeling about this type of story) and not read it.
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Hi, my name is Erica, and this is my story of a fun night I spent with my friend Melissa and her older brother. Let me tell you a little about myself; I just turned 18 like, a week ago. I am 5'3" and a virgin, because my parents are so strict. I wasn't allowed to have any boyfriends or go to any parties and I had to be home at 9:00 every night. I have 32 C tits and I do shave my "special place" a little cuz I saw it on a porn once (it's in the shape of a V). I have long (like shoulder length) red hair...natural! And a figure that makes most boys drool. One of the main reasons that I still have my "V-card" is because High School boys are soooo immature. This is my story of how I lost my "V-card" with my friend.
I was driving home from school. Exams actually, it was the last day of school and all there was left to do was the graduation ceremony and then summer vacation. Then college, which was something I was looking forward to.
I got home and threw my stuff on the bed when the phone rang, it was my friend Melissa.
"Hey Erica, how was your chem. final?"
"Oh it was hell...I know I totally bombed it."
"Well why not blow off some steam and come over tonight?"
"Okay."
"Bring all your stuff, we'll make it a sleepover."
"I will."
I hung up the phone and went to get my things together. Melissa has been my friend since the second grade. We do almost everything together, she' 18 too, actually only ten days older than me.
I wrote my parents a note saying that I'd be spending the night at Melissa's house and that I'd call them later. Then I was out the door. It was about 5:00 when I got to Melissa's house and when I rang the doorbell her brother answered.
Melissa's brother, Ulysses, is really tall with big blue eyes, and he must work out because he's all muscley and stuff. He's now 25 years old. I've kinda fantasized about him but he's, like, my friend's brother; so I swore I'd never do anything with him. Plus until recently he was married to some skank, but things didn't work out between them. I didn't know this at the time but he was living with his parents until he could get back on his feet, you know, like, after the divorce was settled.
"Hey Erica." He said as he answered the door with his deep husky voice.
"Hey Ulysses." I answered, "Is Melissa around?"
"Yea, I think she's in her room," then he added raising his eyebrows, "I hear you're gonna have a sleepover." It wasn't a question.
"Yep!" I answered bouncing a little. I could see his eyes move slightly down towards my chest when I bounced and I figured I shouldn't tease him like that...
Ulysses grabbed some of my things and offered to help me take my stuff to Melissa's room. He grabbed my pack with my clothes in it and I grabbed my blankets and we walked into the house.
When we got to Melissa's room Ulysses knocked and without waiting for a response opened the door announcing, "Erica's here!" Then he put my stuff down on the floor before I could get in.
Melissa was wearing her school shirt and panties and nothing else and seemed kinda embarrassed by her older brother walking in on her.
"Get out!" she said throwing a pillow at him, which he caught and tossed at me.
He then winked at me saying "sleep tight you two," and walked out.
Sleepovers at Melissa's house were always the best. We popped some popcorn and watched scary movies and got pretend scared like we would when we were little. Melissa spent the whole time wearing the same thing though, even though it seemed like she was embarrassed being caught by her brother in it, panties and her uniform top. It took a little while but when it got dark I noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra either. She got up saying that she was going to get us some more drinks when the light from the television shone straight through her top and I saw her nipples getting hard.
I answered, "Okay." and she left.
After a little bit I heard the phone ring and I went to get it but when I got to the living room I noticed Melissa had the phone in her hand.
She was saying, "Yes, she's here...Okay...I'll tell her." Then she hung up.