Cracking the Code

Cracking the Code Cracking the Code

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Genre: Romance

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Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

Summary

Sometimes there are certain taboos when encountering a sexual experience that peak your curiosity. We have guy codes and girl codes. Sometimes we just have to break them.

Summary

Sometimes there are certain taboos when encountering a sexual experience that peak your curiosity. We have guy codes and girl codes. Sometimes we just have to break them.

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Submitted: July 01, 2015

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Submitted: July 01, 2015

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My best friend Todd and I were practically like brothers. He was 29, and I was 30. We had been friends for 10 years now, and we had a very strong bond. We played Ultimate Frisbee together, we watched basketball together, we played games together. His family became like my family, and vice versa. He had an older sister, Stephanie, who was 34, and a younger sister, Karrie, who was 22. Stephanie was a nice girl, but we didn't have anything in common, so we never really talked. Karrie, on the other hand, did everything with us. Like her brother and myself, she too played Ultimate Frisbee, watched basketball, and sometimes played games with us. I couldn't help but think in the back of my mind that perhaps I was the reason she was around so much. It felt weird; I mean I knew her growing up and she didn't seem that attractive until recently. The difference with her and most other girls is that her personality, not her looks, drove me wild. Her looks weren't bad though. She wasn't in terrific shape, she had an ample posterior, but she was not fat by any means. She almost always had her brunette hair in a ponytail. She had this cute laugh where her nose crinkled. I couldn't tell Todd how I felt though-there's a certain guy code where you're not supposed to mess with their sister. However, what happened next forced me to break that code.

Todd, Karrie, myself, and a number of other people were playing Ultimate Frisbee as usual. The field was right next to Karrie's house (Todd live on his own with his wife). We were mostly all very competitive. Karrie was wearing these blue shorts and a white t-shirt. She decided to guard me for the game. We bumped a few times innocently, just playing the game. She would tease me, saying “Don't take it easy on me just because I'm a woman now.” I just smiled back at her. I could feel some rain droplets coming down from the sky. I didn't want to say anything because I wanted to see what Karrie had on under her t-shirt. I think she felt the rain too, but kept on playing. After about 15 minutes, the rain had really started to pour. Todd threw the disc in my direction. I heard footsteps running toward me, as I fell to the ground, and Karrie fell over top of me, diagonally across my body, She was able to get up to her knees, and I could see her shirt was soaking wet, and I could see her bra underneath her shirt, and her belly button. I couldn't stop staring at her. She leaned over and said, “Are you OK?”
“Yeah,” I said.
“So, you like what you see, huh?” she laughed as she got up. We finished our game of Frisbee and went to our respective homes for the day. I couldn't stop thinking about Karrie dripping wet, and if she was thinking of me. I couldn't wait to see her again. All the while I couldn't help but wonder if Todd had any idea what was starting to happen.

The next week Todd invited me over to watch some college basketball. Even if Karrie wasn't going to be there, I would still go, but the thought of her certainly aroused my eagerness. The NCAA tournament was coming in in a few weeks and Todd asked me if I wanted to fill out a bracket. I did so and it seemed like everything was going well. What happened next keyed me in to how Karrie was feeling about me. While Todd, his wife, and Stephanie sat on the sofa, I sat in a single chair, and Karrie sat in the single chair next to me. Only she didn't sit in a normal position. She was kind of laying down in it, with legs pointed at me, so I could see the inseam of her shorts. All I could think of is how much I want to taste that pussy. I tried to focus on the game but when conversation was happening during commercials I would catch Karrie looking at me with a smile and a look of hunger in her eyes. I couldn't bring myself to tell anyone what I was feeling, and I most certainly didn't want to lose my friend over this, but Karrie's curves were too irresistible. At the same time, right now was not the right time to do anything with Karrie, not with her whole family around. We finished watching the game and again headed home, now with my mind wild about Karrie. However, since Todd was going to watch a lot of the basketball games, I was sure I'd see her again. I just didn't have any idea how to get her alone.

The following week the tournament had started. Todd of course invited me. Karrie was there, but so were their parents. Of course I knew now nothing was going to happen, at least not tonight. This time I sat on the couch, and to my surprise, Karrie sat right next to me, our hips slightly touching. It got me aroused so quickly and we hadn't even done anything. It seemed like nobody even noticed anything. Their dad was opposite Karrie, so I still figured nothing was going to happen. We just watched the game, and talked during commercials, mainly just small talk. Our team won the game, and another game was coming up. “Are you gonna watch the next game?” Karrie asked me. “Sure, why not,” I answered. We watched until halftime, and the game seemed to be a blowout. Todd said he had to go home, he was getting tired. Karrie's dad didn't say anything but got up and left. We heard his bedroom door close. I wasn't sure if he was coming back or not, I didn't know if I should make a move on Karrie. She slid to the other side of the couch, again her legs spread open towards me. “Fuck it,' I said. I made my way to her and laid myself over and we began kissing. She smelled like that Ivory brand soap. She was wearing a black t-shirt, and dark blue jeans tonight. I pulled back and sat back up. “Wait, what are you doing?” Karrie asked,
“I don't know,” I said. “I really like you and all, but I mean it just doesn't feel right, so many things.”
“Just relax,” she comforted. “But, we probably shouldn't do anything in here. Follow me and maybe we'll be a bit more comfortable.” She took my hand and brought me outside to the end of the Frisbee field. It was far enough away from the house that nobody would hear us. The air was clear and the temperature was comfortable, about 70 degrees/ It was warm with a slight cool breeze. Karrie and I began making out in the field and fell to the ground. My left hand held her head to my face while my right hand felt her jeans in the buttocks area. I began to kiss her neck and tumbled to put her on bottom. My right hand slowly made its way up her cotton t-shirt and I began to feel her bra and breast. I could feel her hands gripping my blue Under Armour shirt in anticipation. She had a clench that made me think she was ready to get wild. She began to pull up my shirt and I then took my hand out from under my shirt to remove mine. I put my hands on her hips underneath her shirt and slowly moved her shirt up inch in by inch. I kissed her stomach, and moved her shirt up a little more, and kissed her belly button. I moved the shirt up more a couple more times, revealing her bra. Her black lace bra enclosed beautiful C-cup breasts. I put my hands behind her back and unsnapped the bra and her breasts jiggled. I kissed them as I kept moving the shirt up. Her nipples were pointy and hard. Her shirt came off as I kissed her and groped her breasts. They felt like large versions of those stress balls. My right hand went down to unbutton her jeans, and she helped slide her jeans down. I moved my head down and saw she was wearing black lace panties. I put my teeth on them and slid them off her legs slowly while holding her hips. I started licking the inside of her legs, going up her leg, on to the inside of her thighs, and then licking her vagina. For the most part it was salty, but the best part was the moans she was letting out. She moaned with one hand on her chest and put one hand on the back of my head, almost as if to shove my head further into her vagina. She sat up, turned me around, and we were now in the 69 position. I continued to eat her out while she unbuttoned my jeans from the angle. I helped slide them off and she pulled them off my legs. She then started to slide her mouth up and down with one hand groping the bottom of my erect penis. Her other hand rested on my leg. While I was eating her warm pussy, I had my hands on her bare, ample buttocks. Karrie got up and turned around, grabbing my hands and pulling me toward her as she laid back. She began kissing me with her tongue, holding my neck, and wrapping her legs around me. I got on my knees, took her legs, and entered her vagina with my cock. I started slowly, back and forth a few times, until she told me to go faster. I began speeding up each thrust and heard her panting and moaning several times She took my hands onto the sides of her hips. She started thrusting at me while I thrusted at her. I felt my penis ejaculate into her pussy, but I kept going for another 5 minutes. I wanted that beautiful ass, I couldn't help myself and asked, “How do you feel about anal?”
“Not in your dreams, pal,” she replied. I could tell I killed the mood, but nonetheless, I had an amazing time with Karrie that night. “We can never tell anyone about this,” I said. “Especially your brother.”
She nodded, and it seems like she hasn't said anything, but I can never be sure.


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