Thanksgiving To Get Her
Thanksgiving To Get Her
Sex Story Author: | Efon |
Sex Story Excerpt: | Normally this would bum me out, but as Sonja was already here with her parents, I saw it as a |
Sex Story Category: | Blowjob |
Sex Story Tags: | Blowjob, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Exhibitionism, Fiction, First Time, Group Sex, Humiliation, Male / Females, Male/Female, Males / Females, Oral Sex, Romance, Teen, Teen Male / Female, Teen Male/Teen Females, Virginity, Young |
Short Description: Half a year has passed since I lost my virginity to a distant aunt that is actually a year younger than me at the 4th of July. I hear she will be at our big Thanksgiving Day weekend family gathering. I hope I can find a way to get some time alone again with her. (This is a sequel to the free story “By The Rocket’s Red Glare”. Reading it would be helpful, but is not required.)
Tags: teen group sex, voyeurism, mistaken identity, first time sex, virginity lost, cheating girlfriend.
“So are you excited to see Aunt Sonja?” Stephanie, my older sister, whispered in my ear once we were almost done with the long drive as we sat in back seats of the car while Mom was chatting Dad’s ear off as he drove. It’d been like forever since the fourth of July and I’d never had the chance to do more than an awkward goodbye handshake with the girl who had secretly taken my virginity during the grand fireworks display in some trees of the large farm field.
I never talked about it, so I played dumb, “Is that Uncle Frank’s new wife?”
My sister loved to be in control of everything, and my life was her constant play toy. At least she was away at college now and only home for the holidays. So when she smiled I knew it wasn’t good. “You remember your cousin that you were separated at birth from, Jason Williams?” she said with sarcasm laden innocence. “You’ll never believe what his little sister Lilly told me on Facebook. I friended her after the fourth of July, and she had a lot of questions about you… and Sonja…”
My mind relived the last few moments after I’d made love to Sonja and the two oval reflections of the grand fireworks display overhead. I had instantly had known were from Lilly’s glasses and that she’d been watching us before she turned and disappeared into the darkness, probably looking for her brother who we had witnessed getting to third base with Stacy Johnson, a cute non-blood cousin-in-law that he’s been courting all that day.
My face must have betrayed my attempt at feigned ignorance because Steph smiled and said, “So she wasn’t lying, huh? Good for you squirt!” Then she lightly punched my arm, “So you’re a man now, eh?”
“Umm…” I didn’t know if this was a trick or if she really meant it. “Yea, I guess,” I answered cautiously.
“So are you excited to see her again?” she said eagerly and I guessed she really meant it.
“Yea, I guess I am,” I admitted with a smile. I couldn’t believe my sister was being so cool about this. “You aren’t going to tell…” I pointed at our parents.
“You never told anyone about me and Shawn Clayburn,” she said with a wink. I thought back, but all I remembered was she’d gotten tutoring from Shawn like five years ago. He was a few years older than her and had gone to check on them in her room when I heard him yelling. Steph said she had stepped on his foot and that was why she had been on the floor and he was talking off his pants. She’d been looking to see if it was okay. Of course then the truth came to me. “Seriously, you bought that whole lame foot excuse?” My sister could read my face like a book.
“But…” I stammered. “I was only like twelve, and you were only fourteen!” I hissed in a hushed accusation.
“Girls bloom earlier than boys,” was her whispered cheeky response. “But I have to admit that I’d figured you’d have gotten there a lot sooner than just this summer. She was your first right?”
I nodded a little ashamed that I was so inexperience for having almost graduated from high school and only now getting any action from a girl. Even if my sister was almost a year older than me she had over five years of experience on me. Then a dark thought came to me. She’d dated dozens of guys since Shawn. “How many have you…” Then she punched my arm hard. “OWW!”
Mom broke off her conversation, “You two!”
“She hit me!” I whined like as if I was only five again.
“He asked me a lewd question!” Steph acted totally innocent.
“Michael Patterson Lawrence! ” Mom was mad now. I always get addressed by my full name when she blows a fuse. “You keep your dirty mind to yourself and off your sister!” That made it sound even worse, but she wasn’t done. “I know young boys have a hard time controlling themselves, but so help me, I will make you regret it if you cause any problems at Thanksgiving!”
I grumbled and felt like I’d been set up. Of course my bitchy older sister was always so innocent, while I was the degenerate. Dad didn’t say anything, but Mom reamed me out a bit more before the car went to uncomfortable silence for the last half-hour of our three out drive to return once more to the giant ancestral farmhouse where a bunch of our family was meeting up for Thanksgiving. It was only going to be a fraction of the size of the summer gathering, but still put the gathering at about fifty people counting all the kids. It was mostly a few of my closer family who lived in the nearby states, but this year Sonja’s family, the Scotts, had made plans to come out. I could only hope that this was because she begged to come to see me again.
The fields were all barren now after harvest and the cold frosts had already come, but no snow yet. That was only a month away of course, as was Christmas. Man, I’m gonna have to get her something! At least there were no gifts needed for this visit, but I should get her number so I could text her or ask her ten year old younger sister what she likes. I tried to think about what I really knew about her, but I couldn’t think of much. I’d known her intermittently for about a decade, but she used to hang out with some of the older girls, so I didn’t really known her as much as a boyfriend, or even a family member really should.
Our car pulled up and there were half a dozen others. This would be the biggest Thanksgiving we’d ever had here, so getting time alone with Sonja would be almost impossible unless we wanted to go out in the ice cold rain. My sister and I were directed up to the bedrooms with our luggage. It was still only around noon on Thanksgiving Day and we were about the last family to arrive, but not entirely. Turns out the Williams were delayed so Jason and Lilly wouldn’t be in for a few hours.
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