Courtney loved to hide in her older brother’s closet when she
returned from school. She would sit there until Adam came home and he
usually caught her as soon as he walked in the room. Adam complained to
his mother time and time again that he was seventeen years old and
needed his privacy. She told Courtney she was not to go in Adam’s room
without his permission, but she proceeded to hide in his closet almost
three times a week. Finally, their mother gave up. She told Adam not to
let it bother him and she was only trying to play with him.
Today, Courtney was not about to obey her mother. Adam had a new
girlfriend and she was coming over today. She had been over at the house
before and Courtney had met her. Her name was Cynthia and she was very
nice to his little sister. Most of the time she came over, the weekend
was upon them and Courtney was staying over at a friend’s house. She had
never been in Adam’s closet when she came over and she was ready to
break that streak.
She opened the folding doors of his closet, sat on a pile of dirty
laundry, and closed the door in front of her. She had a perfect view of
Adam’s double bed. His bedding was a navy blue with lighter blue sheets
underneath. The bed was unmade and more clothes sat on top of the bed.
His mother constantly told him if he kept his room clean maybe she would
stop his little sister from spying on him.
Adam and Cynthia took Courtney by surprise when the door to his room
swung open and they came speeding in. Adam kissed Cynthia’s neck and
shoulders as he kicked the door closed with the heel of his shoe. He
proceeded to kick off his shoes and jump onto the bed. Cynthia sat down
and carefully picked off her thick boots. Adam was caressing her sides,
moving his hands up to her breasts and giving them a light squeeze. She
let out a squeal. Courtney had never seen Adam so excited in his room.
He usually came right in and opened the closet to find her huddled in
front of him. He had forgotten this time in the moments of passion.
Cynthia took Adam’s pawing as a sign of eagerness and removed her
tiny white shirt. Her sky blue bra bounced as the shirt released it from
its grasp. Her small young breasts bounced slightly. Adam pulled her to
lie down on the bed and unclasped her black gothic pants. As she
watched from the slots in the door, Courtney was confused. Her brain was
quickly taking in what she saw and she had no time to question it. All
she could do was watch.
Cynthia’s loose black pants slid down, revealing bright red panties.
They were tiny and snug around her midsection. She was a small girl
under all of that clothing. Adam was on top of her, kissing her
passionately from her lips down to her stomach. She giggled as he
breathed heavily and snapped the elastic of her panties. She knew what
that meant and she lifted her legs up in the air and slid her panties
over them. Adam rubbed her ass with two fingers. He was still fully
clothed, but not for long. He tore off his blue jeans and boxers in one
motion then went into his nightstand drawer. That was when Courtney saw
it.
She knew he had different parts than she did. She had seen them on
boys her age, but those were small and meek. The one her brother wielded
was big and stood straight out. She didn’t know they did that. It
startled her for a moment and she almost let out a peep, but held it in
at the last minute. She couldn’t blow her cover now. She hid in his
closet so many times; it was time she saw something interesting.
Cynthia slid over to the edge of the bed where Adam sat, fiddling
with plastic wrappers in his drawer. She grabbed his member and licked
it. Adam hung on to his nightstand and shook. He let out a muffled moan
and snatched something out of the drawer. It looked like a gummy piece
of candy. Maybe Adam would let Courtney have one later if she asked.
Then she processed that if she asked, he would know she had been in his
room and decided to forget it.
Adam unwrapped the green candy and rolled it out onto his member.
Courtney guessed it was not candy, but she couldn’t figure out what it
was. She stayed quiet and watched the couple on the bed lay down
together, Adam behind Cynthia. He kissed her cheeks and shoulders as he
caressed her womanhood. She let out soft moans with a smile embroidered
on her face. Adam lifted her leg. She bit her lip and looked back at
him. Courtney could feel that something big was about to happen. Adam
grabbed his member and put it between her legs. It disappeared inside of
her.
Courtney gasped, but not loud enough for the fucking couple to pay
her any attention. They were deeply into each other, hearing only their
own moans. Adam began to slide himself against his sheets, moving his
member in and out of her. Cynthia laid her head down on the pillow and
closed her eyes. She had an expression of sleepy bliss on her face, like
he was massaging her. Courtney thought it looked like it hurt, but she
wouldn’t be so happy if it did.
Adam wrapped his arms around her and panted as he picked up the pace.
The bed began to creak and move with them. Courtney’s head was filled
with thoughts, questions, and exclamations, but she had to stay quiet
for now. She wanted to see this through. She felt a little scared
watching them do this, but she couldn’t turn her eyes away. She leaned
in to get a closer look, and the pile of clothes she sat on became
unstable. She squeaked as she fell over on her side. That got the
couple’s attention.
Before she could right herself, Adam ripped open the door and grabbed
her by her arm. He had put on only his jeans and was now dragging his
sister out of the room. He pushed her out and slammed the door. Courtney
went back to her own room, grabbed her dolls, and tried to make sense
of what she had just seen.
Looking at BDSM sites around the web, I find that they are all the
same. Leather, bondage, gimp suits, and rubber. There’s more to it than
just that, even Wikipedia knows this. These sites only show the generic
things about BDSM that most people think about when they hear those four
letters together. I’m not even into leather since I’m vegan. The common
definition of BDSM is boring to me. Bondage of all sorts is fun but it
shouldn’t be the main attraction. What are you going to do to them now
that they are tied up? Are they excited to be bound, or terrified?