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Part 1
I'm Jon, and the summer that everything changed happened to be the summer after my sister and I graduated from high school. Although my sister and I are not twins we were in the same grades going through school. When I was 5 and in kindergarten, I got really sick and missed so much school that I was held back a year. My sister, Amy, who was only a year younger than me ended up in the same grade as me. When I was 5 it didn't matter that Amy and I were in the same class together, and ultimately that never changed.
Growing up in a suburb of Baltimore had its advantages. Amy and I were exposed to all sorts of sports, and we lived close enough to the bay that we spent a lot of our summers on the water in our parent's sailboat. I'm rather tall and quick, which helped propel me to be a sought-after attacker on the county's travel lacrosse team, and a star free-style swimmer too. My sister shot up shortly after me and quickly started playing forward on the basketball team as well as being the star breaststroke swimmer. You could tell that Amy and I were siblings, as we were both athletically slender, a reddish blond hair color, a near year-round tan clear complexion, and 5'11" and 6'4" respectively.
As the years went on and we got into high school Amy, and I had the same group of friends. We were part of the smart athletic subset of our high school. Our group of friends was nearly evenly split between the guys and girls at 4 guys, Nate, Paul, James and me, and 5 girls, Amy, Samantha, Kinsey, Sarah and Lindsey. Our group of friends was tight, we'd do everything together. Through the summer months when we all weren't sailing my parent's boat, we worked as lifeguards at the local bay beach. During the school year we were in all the same classes and same teams. Our freshman year Amy had dropped basketball in favor of the swim team. Because of being held back while everyone was turning 18 at the end of our junior year, I was turning 19. Over the summer after our junior year, we all started dating; Nate started dating Samantha, Paul started to date Amy, James was dating Kinsey and I started to date Sarah. Lindsey was the perpetual flirt and would often come along with the rest of us.
Our senior year our entire school moved into a brand-new building. It was modern ankara rus escort (http://arabaankara.com/ad-category/ankara-rus-escort/) and had its own swimming pool, which was a huge positive for us, because we wouldn't have restricted time for swim practice. There was one major change though, the pool locker rooms were open, with the lockers around the outside walls and at the far end of the room the showers were open to one another and the locker room. This didn't faze the guys much. Nate and James were both uncut like me, but Paul was the odd guy out being circumcised but out classed us all, at 7" limp. I was the next in line, being much like my dad, thick and veiny and 5.5" limp. Nate and James both were 4-5" and thin.
The first changes to our group happened on the first day of swim practice. We were all stripping off our school clothes talking with one another when Paul walked in, unusually late. We all stopped and waited for him. As he started to undress, we noticed he wasn't wearing his normal briefs (he wore them to 'support' his 7" monster), but instead he was wearing boxers. When he pulled them down, we got another surprise, Paul had something attached to the end of his dick. That caught us off guard, so we asked Paul what was going on.
"You know how we've all seen our dad's dicks? Well, my dad used to be like me, long and cut. But this summer I was half asleep one morning and walked into the bathroom and there was dad, ass naked, with a hard-on and I couldn't see his dick head, he had a foreskin. He told me that mom and he had talked and that he re-grew his foreskin, and they were sorry that they had cut me. He asked me if I wanted mine back and I said yes. So I've started to regrow my foreskin."
That year the swim team had a hot record and were on track to take states. Amy had broken the state breaststroke record, Paul and James with their two other partners were nearly unbeatable in their relay, Lindsey was weekly beating her own freestyle record. All of us were having the best season of our life and were being scouted by the University of Maryland swim team. Finally, the county championships came, and we won, we were going to states. The day of the state meet all nine of us met before going to the school. We made a decision that if we won the state championship we would have ankara türbanlı escort (http://arabaankara.com/ad-category/ankara-turbanli-escort/) a huge blowout over the summer, three weeks parting together at the beach.
The next afternoon, after we all swam the best meets of our lives, we won states. The very next day we procured the house on the beach for the middle of July.
Sarah and I had developed a rhythm during our senior year. After school I would walk with her to her house, we'd work on homework together and then play video games. Usually, her parents would be home. Sarah's mom was always kind, but nearly every day her dad would tell me, "Sarah is my little girl, treat her well." Jake, her older brother, was finishing his last year in college. He was studying media production. Although college park wasn't that far away, he lived in an apartment off campus with his girlfriend, so we rarely saw him.
Sarah was a natural redhead, creamy white skin and nearly as tall as I was. Anytime I would look at her during a swim meet I would have to cover up my speedo because my grower cock would start to push out of the top of my trunks. She filled out the school swimsuit perfectly. It was only later that I found out that the school swimsuit hid some of her best assets.
Then, in early spring, we walked to her house, like we normally did, but when we got there her parents weren't home. Not terribly unusual, so we set about what I thought was our normal activities. I went to the kitchen counter and pulled out our homework, Sarah went upstairs to change, and I got us a couple of sodas from the fridge. That was the end of 'normal.' That day, when she came downstairs, she had on the smallest bikini bottom I had ever seen, and nothing else. Now what her school swimsuit had been hiding was a pair of perfect, no more than a handful, creamy white breasts, with small, dark pink nipples that could cut glass. As she walked over to me, she pulled the little fabric that was covering her pussy down and I found that she didn't just have red hair on her head. In fact, she had the neatest littlest strip of red hair pointing straight down to her well rounded pussy, with just the smallest of lips hanging out. Needless to say, my 5" limp dick was not 5" and lifeless anymore, in fact it had grown so that bahçelievler escort (http://arabaankara.com/ad-category/bahcelievler-escort/) the tip of my overhanging foreskin poked out of the top of my workout pants. Until this point, I had only felt her breasts through her shirt, and I had not yet been brave enough to run my hand up her legs.
As Sarah got closer, I lunged forward and had my first grasp of her bare tits in my hands, and before I could think her right nipple was in between my teeth, and my hands were ripping her bikini bottom off of her. I picked her up and carried her over to the sofa, her legs wrapped around my waist. Sara repeated louder and louder, "Let me have it, I want it in me now" as we got to the sofa. She was pushing my pants down as we walked and was trying to shimmy her way down onto my rock hard, fully covered, quivering cock. She had gotten my pants down, and I stepped out of them. Instead of letting her slip down, and plunging my now fully exposed dick into her, I threw her on the sofa, ripped my shirt off, spread her legs and dove my face into her pussy. An animal instinct took over as I lapped up the warmth of her snatch, and I was devouring her pussy, as if trying to shove my head up it. I worked my mouth between her outer mound, and into her wet inner lips. My tongue was lashing about, as if it had a mind of its own. She started to scream in ecstasy and writhe as a full body orgasm took her over. I pulled apart her pussy lips and saw her clit, shiny and pulsating, and let my tongue attack it. My hands went up and started tweaking her nipples. "Oh, god, oh gooooood, I'm about to..." All of the sudden my face was soaked, and I pulled back. Sarah's eyes had rolled back in her head, she was shaking, and a torrent of juice squirted out from her pussy lips. Before I knew what I was doing I had my face back at her snatch sucking up those juices and sucking even harder on her clit. Her legs clamped around my head as she bucked wildly and for the second time, she let loose and I cupped it up, drinking it and rubbing it in my hair and over her tits. Just as I was about to go for a third round at this amazing fountain, "What the FUCK sis!" A familiar voice yelled behind me. It was Jake. He had come home for a surprise visit. I stood up and turned around, but as I did my cock, which was aching now from desire, rubbed against her wet pussy and as I turned unloaded stream after stream of cum across the room, onto Sarah's brother.
I thought I was a dead man when Jake walked in on us, but I found out that I wasn't, and we were in for the Summer that changed everything.
That's the end of part 1, more to come soon.
I'm Jon, and the summer that everything changed happened to be the summer after my sister and I graduated from high school. Although my sister and I are not twins we were in the same grades going through school. When I was 5 and in kindergarten, I got really sick and missed so much school that I was held back a year. My sister, Amy, who was only a year younger than me ended up in the same grade as me. When I was 5 it didn't matter that Amy and I were in the same class together, and ultimately that never changed.
Growing up in a suburb of Baltimore had its advantages. Amy and I were exposed to all sorts of sports, and we lived close enough to the bay that we spent a lot of our summers on the water in our parent's sailboat. I'm rather tall and quick, which helped propel me to be a sought-after attacker on the county's travel lacrosse team, and a star free-style swimmer too. My sister shot up shortly after me and quickly started playing forward on the basketball team as well as being the star breaststroke swimmer. You could tell that Amy and I were siblings, as we were both athletically slender, a reddish blond hair color, a near year-round tan clear complexion, and 5'11" and 6'4" respectively.
As the years went on and we got into high school Amy, and I had the same group of friends. We were part of the smart athletic subset of our high school. Our group of friends was nearly evenly split between the guys and girls at 4 guys, Nate, Paul, James and me, and 5 girls, Amy, Samantha, Kinsey, Sarah and Lindsey. Our group of friends was tight, we'd do everything together. Through the summer months when we all weren't sailing my parent's boat, we worked as lifeguards at the local bay beach. During the school year we were in all the same classes and same teams. Our freshman year Amy had dropped basketball in favor of the swim team. Because of being held back while everyone was turning 18 at the end of our junior year, I was turning 19. Over the summer after our junior year, we all started dating; Nate started dating Samantha, Paul started to date Amy, James was dating Kinsey and I started to date Sarah. Lindsey was the perpetual flirt and would often come along with the rest of us.
Our senior year our entire school moved into a brand-new building. It was modern ankara rus escort (http://arabaankara.com/ad-category/ankara-rus-escort/) and had its own swimming pool, which was a huge positive for us, because we wouldn't have restricted time for swim practice. There was one major change though, the pool locker rooms were open, with the lockers around the outside walls and at the far end of the room the showers were open to one another and the locker room. This didn't faze the guys much. Nate and James were both uncut like me, but Paul was the odd guy out being circumcised but out classed us all, at 7" limp. I was the next in line, being much like my dad, thick and veiny and 5.5" limp. Nate and James both were 4-5" and thin.
The first changes to our group happened on the first day of swim practice. We were all stripping off our school clothes talking with one another when Paul walked in, unusually late. We all stopped and waited for him. As he started to undress, we noticed he wasn't wearing his normal briefs (he wore them to 'support' his 7" monster), but instead he was wearing boxers. When he pulled them down, we got another surprise, Paul had something attached to the end of his dick. That caught us off guard, so we asked Paul what was going on.
"You know how we've all seen our dad's dicks? Well, my dad used to be like me, long and cut. But this summer I was half asleep one morning and walked into the bathroom and there was dad, ass naked, with a hard-on and I couldn't see his dick head, he had a foreskin. He told me that mom and he had talked and that he re-grew his foreskin, and they were sorry that they had cut me. He asked me if I wanted mine back and I said yes. So I've started to regrow my foreskin."
That year the swim team had a hot record and were on track to take states. Amy had broken the state breaststroke record, Paul and James with their two other partners were nearly unbeatable in their relay, Lindsey was weekly beating her own freestyle record. All of us were having the best season of our life and were being scouted by the University of Maryland swim team. Finally, the county championships came, and we won, we were going to states. The day of the state meet all nine of us met before going to the school. We made a decision that if we won the state championship we would have ankara türbanlı escort (http://arabaankara.com/ad-category/ankara-turbanli-escort/) a huge blowout over the summer, three weeks parting together at the beach.
The next afternoon, after we all swam the best meets of our lives, we won states. The very next day we procured the house on the beach for the middle of July.
Sarah and I had developed a rhythm during our senior year. After school I would walk with her to her house, we'd work on homework together and then play video games. Usually, her parents would be home. Sarah's mom was always kind, but nearly every day her dad would tell me, "Sarah is my little girl, treat her well." Jake, her older brother, was finishing his last year in college. He was studying media production. Although college park wasn't that far away, he lived in an apartment off campus with his girlfriend, so we rarely saw him.
Sarah was a natural redhead, creamy white skin and nearly as tall as I was. Anytime I would look at her during a swim meet I would have to cover up my speedo because my grower cock would start to push out of the top of my trunks. She filled out the school swimsuit perfectly. It was only later that I found out that the school swimsuit hid some of her best assets.
Then, in early spring, we walked to her house, like we normally did, but when we got there her parents weren't home. Not terribly unusual, so we set about what I thought was our normal activities. I went to the kitchen counter and pulled out our homework, Sarah went upstairs to change, and I got us a couple of sodas from the fridge. That was the end of 'normal.' That day, when she came downstairs, she had on the smallest bikini bottom I had ever seen, and nothing else. Now what her school swimsuit had been hiding was a pair of perfect, no more than a handful, creamy white breasts, with small, dark pink nipples that could cut glass. As she walked over to me, she pulled the little fabric that was covering her pussy down and I found that she didn't just have red hair on her head. In fact, she had the neatest littlest strip of red hair pointing straight down to her well rounded pussy, with just the smallest of lips hanging out. Needless to say, my 5" limp dick was not 5" and lifeless anymore, in fact it had grown so that bahçelievler escort (http://arabaankara.com/ad-category/bahcelievler-escort/) the tip of my overhanging foreskin poked out of the top of my workout pants. Until this point, I had only felt her breasts through her shirt, and I had not yet been brave enough to run my hand up her legs.
As Sarah got closer, I lunged forward and had my first grasp of her bare tits in my hands, and before I could think her right nipple was in between my teeth, and my hands were ripping her bikini bottom off of her. I picked her up and carried her over to the sofa, her legs wrapped around my waist. Sara repeated louder and louder, "Let me have it, I want it in me now" as we got to the sofa. She was pushing my pants down as we walked and was trying to shimmy her way down onto my rock hard, fully covered, quivering cock. She had gotten my pants down, and I stepped out of them. Instead of letting her slip down, and plunging my now fully exposed dick into her, I threw her on the sofa, ripped my shirt off, spread her legs and dove my face into her pussy. An animal instinct took over as I lapped up the warmth of her snatch, and I was devouring her pussy, as if trying to shove my head up it. I worked my mouth between her outer mound, and into her wet inner lips. My tongue was lashing about, as if it had a mind of its own. She started to scream in ecstasy and writhe as a full body orgasm took her over. I pulled apart her pussy lips and saw her clit, shiny and pulsating, and let my tongue attack it. My hands went up and started tweaking her nipples. "Oh, god, oh gooooood, I'm about to..." All of the sudden my face was soaked, and I pulled back. Sarah's eyes had rolled back in her head, she was shaking, and a torrent of juice squirted out from her pussy lips. Before I knew what I was doing I had my face back at her snatch sucking up those juices and sucking even harder on her clit. Her legs clamped around my head as she bucked wildly and for the second time, she let loose and I cupped it up, drinking it and rubbing it in my hair and over her tits. Just as I was about to go for a third round at this amazing fountain, "What the FUCK sis!" A familiar voice yelled behind me. It was Jake. He had come home for a surprise visit. I stood up and turned around, but as I did my cock, which was aching now from desire, rubbed against her wet pussy and as I turned unloaded stream after stream of cum across the room, onto Sarah's brother.
I thought I was a dead man when Jake walked in on us, but I found out that I wasn't, and we were in for the Summer that changed everything.
That's the end of part 1, more to come soon.