Fucking Ron’s Sister

Fucking Ron’s Sister

This story is based on true events

Glenda and I laid in a big pile of leaves in the woods across from our houses, holding each other in heavenly bliss after wonderful sex. We giggled at each other, all covered with leaves and weeds in our hair.
I thought how this all got started…..

She was my buddy Ron’s sister. We were 15 at the time and she was 13. She was a quiet girl, full head of curly natural blond hair. She was getting a nice ass, waist and tits…..but she had a red rash on one cheek that make her look bad. She always kept her head down and never smiled or made eye contact. Ron treated her like shit, and his dad did too. She was ordered to do all the house work along with her mom. They both were very submissive to the men of the house. One Saturday evening I went to Ron’s house as we were going to a school dance. Ron’s mom asked him to take Glenda to the dance and drop her off. He had a shit fit, yelling mad that he didn’t want anybody to see him with his ugly sister.

He stomped out the door and left in his own car. I looked at Glenda’s red face as she looked at the floor. She had on a plain way outdated old pink prom dress. I saw a tear run down her cheek. Well, that did it. I got up and took her by the hand and said: “Come on Glenda, your going with me.” She pulled her hand away like I was teasing her. I said: “No really, I mean it. I’ll take you to the dance and get you home again.” Her mom smiled and said: “I think he means it Glenda.” She stood up, wiped her eyes and gave me a tiny smile.
Her mom smiled at me too, and she and I walked down to my house first. My mom knew Glenda and had taken her under her wing a little. Glenda was shy, had a complex about her facial rash and my mom kinda help her along. I told my mom the deal about the dance and she went into action. “Come in here, Glenda.” she said and took her in her bedroom and they shut the door.

I waited a while, anxious to get to the dance to find a hot babe to hook up with. I figured I’d get Glenda out of the car, take her in and each go our separate ways, but make sure she got home ok. A little pain in the ass, but what the hell. I waited more. Soon the bedroom door opened and Glenda came out smiling.