All characters depicted in this story are 18 years or older. This story takes place after School play, but before Tutor and there is another story in between this and Tutor. I hope I have now gotten into a rhythm where it won't take me nearly as long to post a story. I have numerous ideas so this series will have plenty of entries, however I don't know when I will be doing the next one. The next story I will be post is part two of A Gay Change of Mind, for those who are interested.
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After high school Charlotte left to pursue a degree in another part of the country, while I decided to work for at least a few months until starting at the local community college. Initially this was at the nearby library branch, but later I would start at a small bookstore. However this takes place before that. At the time I was between girlfriends and was mainly working and trying to avoid forgetting things before starting school. One day I awoke to quite a surprise. My underwear was on my head, not covering, just on top, like I had been drunk and wearing it as a hat, but I hadn't been drinking. I realized that I had cum in the night, however there was no mess. Despite the weirdness of the situation I had work, so I quickly got ready and headed in. As one could imagine this job primarily consisted of reshelving items and straightening the shelves. It wasn't difficult but the pay was better than minimum and the patrons tended to be reasonably intelligent, all in all a decent place to work.
The next morning saw nothing unusual, so I didn't think anything more about it. Several days later I was in my room refreshing myself in preparation for college, when my older sister Kayla came to see me.
"Hey bro, you don't work tomorrow, right?" I nodded as I set my book down. "Great, how about a movie night?" I nodded sitting up.
"Sounds good, which movie?" She came into the room to hug me.
"
After the Sunset,
than I thought we'd pick something after we get the pizza." This was of course her favorite movie, I enjoyed it so I was up for this, especially when she said she was buying the pizza. She ordered the pizza toward the end of the movie and afterward she turned to speak.
"So, any girlfriend?" I shook my head.
"Charlotte and I stopped seeing each other when she went off to college. Right now I work too much to go out and the only coworker close to my age is married." She nodded and the doorbell rang, signaling the arrival of the pizza. As usual the pizzas were a sausage and mushroom, while the other was a bacon and black olive. After getting some slices we returned to the living room.
"So, what should we watch next?" I bit into a slice as I considered before finally deciding.
"How about
Immortal
?" Her mouth was full, so she smiled and gave me the thumbs up.
Immortal
is a favorite of mine that she had introduced me to, a sci-fi movie where the Egyptian god Horus arrives on a future earth to impregnate a woman to stay "immortal", with some thriller elements thrown in with a corrupt mayor and a cop trying to solve a mystery. We finished eating and continued watching the movie as she leaned in and rested her head on my shoulder. This sort of thing was not unusual as we had always been close. I vaguely remember the movie ending before nodding off.
I awoke the next morning to find myself lying on the couch with a blanket on me, which turned out to be a good thing as I realized my pants were down, exposing my semi-hard cock. I was just coming to grips with this when I licked my lips and found an odd taste that I couldn't immediately identify. Shaking my head I fixed my clothes and stood up to start the day. I was halfway to the bathroom when I realized that the taste was what I usually taste after a woman has finished riding my face.
This was obviously a big shock, but I needed to use the toilet. Once I had finished I headed to my room. The idea that a girl had used me to get off was both disturbing and hot. I know as a guy I'm messed when it comes to sex, however the disturbing part was becoming more so as I reached the obvious conclusion that the only girl in the house at that point was my older sister. So after dressing I decided to confront her about this. Walking down the hall to her room, suddenly I heard laughter, from
two
women. As I reached the door I recognized the second voice as that of Tina, my sister's best friend. Not sure about how to handle the situation, such as should I confront my sister about what happened, however I knocked as I pondered this. They stopped their conversation, but my sister spoke up quickly.