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Archive name: theropes.txt (F/m-teen, 1st)
Authors name: Leslie (tarwars@aol.com)
Story title : Showing Marcus the Ropes
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Showing Marcus the Ropes (MF)
by Leslie (tarwars@aol.com)
26 September 1999
Andy was 8 years older than me. He was always a nice
brother. He took me places and taught me things when I
was young. It was his effort that made me a mainstream
person. My father worked long hours and sometimes even
on the weekends and my mother really couldn't
communicate on my level at all. She was there to cook,
clean and take care of us, not to sit down and have
long talks about life.
Andy was always big and strong... well, it seemed that
way when I was 16 and he was 24.
He always had lots of girlfriends...pretty girlfriends.
I guess I started to notice them when I was 11 or 12
and he was in college. My life changed when Andy
graduated from college and started to live on his own
while he went to Grad School.
I was on the basketball team in high school. 6'3" and
lanky. I was a little slow, but I pulled down rebounds
and set screens as well as anyone on the team. Andy was
always the star player when he was at the school and
people remembered him. They would say things like.
"Marcus, if you are half the player your brother was,
then our team is in for a big year." I played well, but
never up to Andy's standards.
I started to date when I got my driver's license. It
was an exciting time. I was apprehensive about being
alone with a girl, but I knew it was part of growing up
and I had a chance to witness it when Andy started
dating. I took cues from some of the things he told me
and some of the conversations that I overheard between
him and his friends.
I'd just got home from practice when I heard the phone
ring. It was Andy. He told me that they were fumigating
his apartment building this weekend and he'd be
spending a few days at home with us. I told him that
was great and that I was looking forward to seeing him.
I hadn't seen him for almost two months.
Friday night after dinner, I was preparing to go out
with the guys when Andy came in. He was not alone. He
was with Miss America. Well, that's what she looked
like to me. He introduced her to our folk Veronica. She
was a grad student and also was without a place to
stay. (While the bugs were being killed by the poison
gas, same apartment building.)
My mother asked about sleeping arrangements. Andy took
her aside and told her that he and Veronica were living
together and that they could stay in the same room.
Andy's room had been turned into an office for my
father, so I offered to sleep on the floor in there.
That settled the issue. The bedroom and "office" was
sort of a Jack and Jill set up. They were side by side
and separated by a bathroom that had sliding doors for
privacy on each side of the bathroom.
While Veronica was in the bathroom downstairs, I told
Andy that she was beautiful. How did he ever get to be
so lucky? She had such a pretty face, and long Brown
hair, blue eyes and a body that looked like a playboy
playmate.
When she returned from the bathroom and I was just
about out the door, she came over to me and gave me a
hug. Her breasts flattened against my chest and she
smelled so wonderful. I smiled down at her and she
returned it with a big smile of her own. Her eyes
glowed with an inner excitement. I was smitten.
I returned home from my date at about midnight. The
house was dark and quite. I made my way upstairs
without turning on any lights. I knew the number of
stairs by heart and the turns they made. A thin line of
light shown from under the room that Andy and Veronica
were sharing. The light illuminated the hallway
slightly. I went into the office and in the dark, I
could see that the door that led to the bathroom had
been closed, but some light was filtering through from
their side.
Like all 16-year-old boys, whose hormones were in
turmoil I was curious. I crept up to the door and
peered in from an angle. Veronica was standing in from
of the mirror wearing only some boxer shorts and
brushing her hair. She was talking to Andy. I couldn't
see Andy from my angle. Her breasts were full, firm and
beautiful. I had never seen anything like them in
person. It made me instantly hard.
The women in magazines had breasts like these, but hers
were right there in front of me. They swayed and moved
with every stroke of the brush through her hair. She
started to smile a little and looked over her shoulder.
All of a sudden Andy was standing behind her, cupping
her breasts and kissing her neck.
I had NEVER experienced an erection like the one that
was now straining the seams of my Levi's. I undressed
quickly in the dark and masturbated for about 10
seconds and came into a hastily grabbed Kleenex. I
heard them for a few more minutes and then the light
went out. I took the opportunity to open the door on my
side so that I could take a shower, brush my teeth and
get to sleep. The door leading to their bedroom was
tightly closed so I could not see what was happening in
there. I could only imagine. In the shower I jerked off
again. My legs felt weak. I finished my bedtime
preparations and hit the sleeping bag. I slept like a
baby.
Andy awakened me in the morning. He said that he was
going into work with dad. Dad wanted to show him off
and then take him and mom out to lunch. He told me to
have a nice morning and left with dad. I fell back to
sleep.
I was awakened by the sounds of the shower in the
adjoining bathroom. I heard a female voice lightly
singing. I then remembered that Veronica was not a
dream. I rolled over toward the sounds and noticed that
the door was open. The shower area was separate from
the sinks and had a door of it's own, but it was weird
being so close to my brother's naked girlfriend.
I went into the main bathroom area and brushed my teeth
and hair. I was wearing some flannel boxer shorts and a
T-shirt. When the door to the shower area opened, we
were both surprised. She thought that I was still
sleeping and I thought that she would be dressed. She
was wearing a towel that barely covered her. It was
knotted just above her breasts, but a lot of cleavage
was still showing.
I felt my penis start to grow and turned myself at a
slight angle away from her so that it wouldn't show.
She smiled and came right over to me and gave me a kiss
on the cheek. "Good morning sleepyhead," she said.
"Good morning" I replied.
"Did you sleep well?" she asked. "Andy and I didn't
keep you up last night, did we?"
I thought about it for a moment. She had kept me up, so
to speak but I didn't think she was asking me for a
status report on my penis. "No...not at all."
"Good, she replied...Your brother has the highest sex
drive I have ever come across."
I just smiled at that.
Then she continued while she started to brush her
hair..."Are you like your brother in that way?"
I blushed and stammered..."Well, I don't know."
"What do you mean, you don't know?" she asked. Then it
must have hit her. "Marcus...Are you a virgin?" The
fact that I didn't answer was answer enough for her.
She apologized if she had embarrassed me and then
continued brushing her hair.
I must have been staring at her for a minute or two. I
watched as each movement of her arms made her breasts
ripple above the towel fold. After she brushed her
straight white teeth, she reached into her overnight
bag and pulled out a bottle of lotion. She lifted one
leg up onto the counter and began applying the lotion
in long sweeping motions. She turned to me and placed
her palm beneath my nose. "Smells nice, doesn't it?
Lavender scented lotion." She placed her other leg on
the counter and applied lotion to it as well.
Then she smoothed some on her arms, shoulders and neck.
Taking a deep breath to gather in the wonderful aroma,
she very casually and probably without even thinking
loosened her towel and placed it on the counter. I had
to honestly think about not drooling. I was frozen in
place. She sensually rubbed the lotion over her upper
legs, thighs, stomach and breasts. The way she applied
the lotion to her breasts was like a loving caress and
she slowly made sure that every smooth inch of her
chest got equal attention.
Speaking of attention...my dick was at attention.
"Marcus...Would you please spread some lotion on my
back?"
I felt like I had gone from frozen to boiling in 2
seconds like I was locked in a microwave oven. Somehow
I took the tube and began applying lotion to her warm
silky back. I stood behind her and looked at her
nakedness in the mirror in front of us. My shorts must
have looked ridiculous sticking out from my erection,
but she couldn't see it because I was behind her. Then
she took a small step backward and ran straight into my
boner.
I tried to back away but she maintained the contact. I
kept backing up until I hit the wall behind me and so
did she. Then she smiled and turned toward me. She
reached down and fondled me. She squeezed my dick
strongly and then pulled me into my room by my dick.
"You've got a nice one, that's for sure," she said.
"I guess it runs in the family."
In one swift movement, my shorts were around my knees
and her mouth was on my dick. It hit the back of her
throat before I even had time to react. She looked up
at me and said, "Did your brother tell you that I am
doing my post graduate work on human sexual response?
Andy thought you would be a wonderful subject."
Then she continued to move back and forth on my dick
with her wonderful mouth. She gently used her teeth on
my shaft and reached under and played with my balls
like they were a pair of dice. Just kind of rolling
them around in her palm.
"You mean Andy knows about this?" I asked.
"Sure, isn't he the greatest brother?"
I couldn't answer, because she pushed me down on the
floor and straddle my face and pushed her pussy to my
lips. "Lick me," she cooed.
I licked, I sucked, and I played with her tits. I
squeezed her beautiful nipples.
She twisted around and we sucked and licked each other
in the 69 position. Then she made me fuck her. She
talked to me...she instructed me...she told me what
felt good...she asked me what felt good. I came three
times that morning with Veronica. Once in her mouth and
twice in her pussy. She was insatiable. She made me
feel insatiable.
What I learned from my brothers' girlfriend that
morning started me into a sensual life with many
questions answered before I even knew what to ask.
Andy and I never talk about the details of that
morning. He just asked me if Veronica and I had had a
nice time. I told him that it was a morning I would
never forget. I thanked him.
He just smiled.
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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
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