Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)
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				Title: <strong>Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>13-09-2009, 19:08:07</strong>
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				Sitting indian-style in an overstuffed chair in her room, with her laptop firmly planted on her thighs, Mandy typed at a furious pace.&nbsp; She'd been writing for months now on a site that put out challenges with writing prompts, and she'd become quite good at putting together erotica posts...some she even managed to make not sound like Harlequin novels.&nbsp; She wrote in the wee hours of the morning, so no one in her family would know she was awake.&nbsp; She wrote under the screenname Cara, and put out an average of three prompts a week.&nbsp; The rest of the time she sat in the chat rooms and talked with her fellow writers.&nbsp; Sometimes it got more heavy than that, but the site allowed that.&nbsp; It was all in fun.<br><br><em>Paula winked at the traveler, clearly teasing him as she passed, a languid hand slipping him her room number before heading for the elevators of the hotel.&nbsp; He'd been watching her for the better part of three days, the look in his eyes fiery.&nbsp; And what was the harm in a little fun?&nbsp; <br><br>She'd not been in her room on the seventh floor but a few minutes before a soft knock sounded on the door.&nbsp; Padding across the carpeted floors, she checked the door, to see the nervous looking man checking the hallway, and bouncing on the balls of his feet.&nbsp; Smiling, she opened the door and drew him inside with the gentlest touch to his wrist.&nbsp; The man's attention focused wholly on her, the fire returned and he pushed the door closed with his foot.<br><br>Pulling Paula tight against his chest, his lips sought hers roughly, clumsy fingers pulling at the zipper on the back of her dress, intent on undressing her as quickly as possible.&nbsp; Her hands were more sure, pressing coaxingly against the bulge in his trousers, making him moan loudly, and shift her suddenly to slam against the wall.&nbsp; Rough nips against her neck would likely bruise in the morning, but neither seemed to care as fevered hands revealed hot flesh.<br><br>The man growled deep in his throat, in primal need, and buried himself into her wetness, his sudden thrusts taking Paula off guard as she cried out in pleasure, her fingernails digging into his shoulders.&nbsp; Who cared if they woke the people in the next room?&nbsp; They probably would.&nbsp; Wrapping her legs around his hips tightly, she squeezed her thighs together, increasing the pressure on him.<br><br>Groaning, he panted in her ear, "Fuck, woman...you're better than I dreamed..."<br><br>Chuckling, she licked his earlobe,&nbsp; "Reality is always better than a dream, lover..."</em><br><br>Smirking, she hit the post button, and set aside the laptop, grabbing a comb off her dresser and headed for the shower.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>14-09-2009, 13:59:26</strong>
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				Ethan came home from the computer repair shop. he was unhappy that it was going to take a week for him to get his laptop back.&nbsp; He needed to write his first paper for his English class, and was going to have to borrow his younger sister's laptop to do it.&nbsp; The house was quiet when he came home and went looking for his sister.&nbsp; <br><br>He found the door to her bedroom open.&nbsp; As he entered he heard the sound of water running in the other room. "I'll just grab her laptop and go downstairs and start on my paper", he thought.&nbsp; &nbsp; As he picked up the laptop he saw Mandy's most recent post.&nbsp; He thought it must be someone else's profile till he looked at the profile name and information and realized it was his sister.&nbsp; He was shocked to read such words from his younger sister.&nbsp; However, after he read those first few paragraphs he was hooked and wanted to read more so he quickly started reading as many as he could till he heard the water shut off.&nbsp; The shock gave way to a subtle arousal, and more ideas started entering his head.<br><br>He put the laptop down where he found it, and browsed back to the initial page, committing the site and his sister's username to memory.&nbsp; He left the room before she came back and waited till he knew she was back in her room before knocking on her door which was now shut.&nbsp; "She must be getting dressed", he thought.&nbsp; However that wasn't the only thought going through Ethan's mind as his sister's writing went through his mind.&nbsp; He started having all sorts of other thoughts.&nbsp; Then an idea struck him, I wonder if I could get her to write for me if she didn't know it was me.<br><br>Ethan knocked on his sister's door, "Hey Mandy, can I borrow your laptop for a paper I have to write?&nbsp; Mine is going to be out of commission for a week."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>15-09-2009, 02:02:44</strong>
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				Quickly closing the browser window, Mandy finished getting dressed in her pajamas -- a white tank top and lavender shorts -- before responding to her brother's query.&nbsp; <br><br>"You promise not to break it, Ethan?"&nbsp; came the rather serious question, as the sound of rummaging came from her side of the door.&nbsp; Similar sounds were always present when she got ready in the morning and usually meant her grooming ritual had begun for the evening.<br><br>She sighed softly around a barrette she held between her teeth as she combed her hair back into a high ponytail, the unruly curls escaping as fine wisps around her face.
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				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>15-09-2009, 04:43:51</strong>
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				"I promise" came the reply through the door, and then he proceeded to push the door open.&nbsp; He saw his sister standing there in her tank top and shorts.&nbsp; He studied her for a second imagining his sister writing those stories.&nbsp; He smiled at her, looking at her with her hair pulled back in the high ponytail imagining a man pulling her hair back and biting down on her neck. <br><br>It was an idea he found appealing, and imagined what she would look like with those tiny marks on her neck as he bit down on her.&nbsp; He stopped for a moment, was this really his sister he was thinking about?&nbsp; He wondered if she might have the same fantasies?&nbsp; If not, could the idea be put into her head and have it grow?<br><br>He walked over and grabbed the laptop. "I promise to be extra careful with it."&nbsp; He knew he had a little time before she would be downstairs, so he quickly left and signed up for an account.&nbsp; Let's go with a&nbsp; semi-honest name.&nbsp; How about the_wonderer1979.&nbsp; He thought it was cheesy but he had never done anything like this before.&nbsp; He started reading some of her postings, Erotic and arousing, and felt a few drops of precum leak out of his cock. <br><br>He took a deep breath, and started writing her a PM. "I've really enjoyed your writings so far, but I haven't seen you write about incest.&nbsp; Mind if I ask how you feel about that subject?"
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				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>17-09-2009, 02:35:43</strong>
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				Mouth full of hairpins, she muttered something as he left her room with the laptop, pulling them hastily from her mouth.&nbsp; Calling after him, she said,&nbsp; "I gotta have it back by ten, my chem study group is having a study session online...I can get it back to you in the morning, though..."<br><br>Which...wasn't exactly the truth...but not exactly a lie either.&nbsp; There was a bit of chemistry on the bulletin board, teasing and such...but all in fun.&nbsp; grabbing her ipod, she pushed the buds into her ears and grabbed her chemistry book to study until ten...when she would hop back on again and check messages.
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				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>17-09-2009, 04:25:22</strong>
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				He read the message to her, but pressed Delete.&nbsp; "I need something a little more interesting" he thought. He started typing again.&nbsp; "I've really enjoyed your writing. It's erotic but not overly pornographic.&nbsp; I have a question if I may.&nbsp; How do you feel about forbidden love?&nbsp; Something taboo?&nbsp; Experiencing sexual feelings for someone that you thought you never would.&nbsp; Like incest between siblings for example?"<br><br>He hit send and started working on his paper.&nbsp; He found he had a hard time concentrating, and kept on going back and reading some of Mandy's postings.&nbsp; At 9:50 he was just about done with his paper, but wanted to get the computer back to her.&nbsp; So he saved his work and logged out of the site and headed back to his sister's room.&nbsp; "Here you go" he said with a smile, handing her the laptop.&nbsp; "I hope your studying goes well". Turning and leaving her room he went back to his room to relieve some stress
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				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>18-09-2009, 04:15:52</strong>
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				Looking up from her textbook, she took the laptop, and laid it next to her on the bed and smirked at her brother.&nbsp; "Thanks....I don't mean to kick you off, but we have this study thing...I <em>swear</em> I'll get it back to you in the morning..."&nbsp; She said quickly.<br><br>She watched him go, and let out a relieved breath as the door clicked shut behind him.&nbsp; Reaching for the laptop, she lifted the lid and logged into the site, biting her lip as she flipped through her messages.<br><br><em>"I've really enjoyed your writing. It's erotic but not overly pornographic.&nbsp; I have a question if I may.&nbsp; How do you feel about forbidden love?&nbsp; Something taboo?&nbsp; Experiencing sexual feelings for someone that you thought you never would.&nbsp; Like incest between siblings for example?"</em><br><br>She blinked a few times, reading over the message a few times before hitting the reply button.<br><br>"Thank you for your compliment, Wonderer.&nbsp; I try to make my writing appeal to all that decide to either read my writing or write with me."<br><br>Reading the second half of the person's query, she bit her lip, thinking.<br><br>"As to forbidden love, isn't all love at some juncture forbidden?&nbsp; I think it would be fascinating to try something like this.&nbsp; Pushing the boundaries is what I'm all about.&nbsp; What type of tale did you have in mind?"<br><br>She read over her response once more and hit send, before flipping to her writing and starting a new post.<br><br><em>Something about the way the evening always went right for Alexandra.&nbsp; Tonight, she'd stumbled across an old friend from college... Paul had always fascinated her, running full tilt in academic clubs, hidden behind his books.&nbsp; Yet tonight, when she met up with him at the italian restaurant she ate at every other tuesday night, he seemed changed, something was different.<br><br>ooc: sorry for those of you reading; I have a major chem test to study for (go me!)...consider this your appetizer...more to come (ha ha).</em><br><br>Her cheeks dimpling, she logged off the site and turned on her messenger program, getting an almost immediate invitation to join a chatroom....her study group already working through the guide their teacher had given them...
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				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>22-09-2009, 19:27:39</strong>
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				Ethan finished "relieving his stress" and looked up at the ceiling. Was he really getting turned on by reading what his sister wrote? Was it the fact that he was spying on her, and it was his sister that made it that much hotter?&nbsp; He couldn't help but wonder if the was still on the sight right now.&nbsp; <br><br>He started to think of an excuse to go knock on her door and see what she was up to.&nbsp; He started to picture catching her half naked sitting on her bed with laptop next to her.&nbsp; He'd find her looking at the screen at what she wrote touching herself. "God that's hot" he thought to himself before reality set in on him and he realized that not everything is like a porno.&nbsp; "Maybe I coudl ask if she needed help with her Chemistry homework." Was the next thought that popped into his head.&nbsp; But he knew that subject was never one of his strong suits and she'd quickly usher him out of the room.<br><br>So he decided to close his eyes and try to get some sleep.&nbsp; It took him a while before he was able to finally clear his mind enough that he fell asleep. He dreamed of Mandy that night.&nbsp; That he was the one entering the hotel room, taking his sister fucking her hard against the wall.&nbsp; As she looked up at him lustfully.&nbsp; <br><br>He finally woke up after she had left for school.&nbsp; He quickly threw on some clothes and headed to her room.&nbsp; He had hoped she left his laptop for him.
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				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 21:48:04</strong>
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				Mandy had left in a hurry, her laptop still on as it sat on her desk, notes from her chemistry study session still opened on the desktop.&nbsp; A hand-written note sat on top of the keyboard written on a ripped out piece of paper, whose back was scribbled in french verb conjugations...more homework.<br><br><em>Ethan,<br><br>Good luck on the paper, and can you leave the notes minimized?&nbsp; As soon as I get home I'm going to see how I did...&nbsp; I'm gonna grab some takeout on the way home.&nbsp; I hope you want your usual.&nbsp; I couldn't wake you up this morning.&nbsp; You must have been really tired.<br><br>Call my cell if you need anything.<br><br>Love ya!<br>Sis</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 22:30:40</strong>
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				Ethan smiled. "Love you too sis, and maybe a little more" he said under his breath.&nbsp; He was in a deep sleep he thought, and he wondered if his sister had even thought to snoop in his room like he did hers.&nbsp; He minimized her notes, and was sad to see she at least remembered to log out of her account.&nbsp; He was a bit nervous at first logging into the site to see what "Cara" wrote back.&nbsp; Would she have seen it as too much of a coincidence, her brother home and someone asking about incest?&nbsp; <br><br>He signed into the site and was happy to find she responded.&nbsp; Looking over her answer made him wonder.&nbsp; He was never the most literary one in the family.&nbsp; That honor always feel to Mandy, as evident by her writing on the site.&nbsp; Hmm what to write he thought.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <em>Well yes the most interesting love is often forbidden at times.&nbsp; It adds that sense of drama to it.&nbsp; I'm glad you like my idea. I've just started getting into Erotic writing so I don't have a plethora of ideas</em>&nbsp; <br><br>He stopped to think and do some quick google searches for incest, it was mostly written by guys and didn't seem plausible at all.&nbsp; Only two people left on Earth... No, what about a sister that is dating her brother's friend and accidently crawls into bed with her brother because someone was in his bed. Her living with the guilt of sleepign with her brother but it being really good sex.&nbsp; Him not remembering it because he was drunk?... Nah she might not go for that.&nbsp; He continued to look not really finding anything.&nbsp; He decided that maybe he'd have to just be content to read her writing, but figured he would mention those to ideas and see what she came back with.&nbsp; So he put those two thoughts into his message and hit send, and finished his paper.&nbsp; He printed it out on her computer, logged out of the site and then left her laptop in her room, scribbling on the note.&nbsp; "Thanks Sis, left your notes up.&nbsp; Love you too..."<br><br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>27-09-2009, 16:49:27</strong>
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				Hands full, Mandy let herself into the house, heading straight for the kitchen.&nbsp; Hauling the bag of takeout onto the counter, she started removing the containers of food and setting them out on the counter, grouping them according to what they were.<br><br>"Ethan..."&nbsp; she called out.&nbsp; "I'm home..."<br><br>Grabbing her food, she headed back into the hall toward her room.&nbsp; Food was quickly deposited on her desk and her laptop taken up.&nbsp; Curling up on her bed, she quickly logged onto the site, the new message popping up.&nbsp; Smiling, she quickly hit the reply button and stated a note.<br><br><em>Usually I tend to write more seduction stories, however seemingly innocuous.&nbsp; Happenstance tends to turn out bland in the boards, because --hey -- that's real life.&nbsp; LOL.&nbsp; Since I'm writing for an audience, and not for me, it tends to be more on edge, and less 'normal' love stories.&nbsp; Though, if you want to know what I read, when I read for me....it tends to be the really sappy yucky stuff everyone makes fun of in romance novels.&nbsp; Something about Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Bennet just makes me squirm in a good way.&nbsp; So there you go, two sides of me.&nbsp; historical-mushy and up against the wall raunchy.&nbsp; LOL.&nbsp; Have a good one!</em><br><br>Shaking her head in amusement, she logged out of the site and flipped back to her chemistry notes, grabbing for her dinner.
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				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 04:37:08</strong>
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				Ethan had been up in his room studying, thinking about his sister wondering about her day at school.&nbsp; It was hard to look at her now that he knew what sort of ideas ran through her head.&nbsp; He was finally getting into a good grove studying Calculus when he heard his sister call his name.&nbsp; <br><br>Their parents were away for the week celebrating their anniversary and now that they were old enough they left the two of them alone.&nbsp; &nbsp;He finished his math homework, and decided to take a break walking past his sister's room he saw her on her laptop as he went past.&nbsp; He figured it would be best not disturb her if she was reading his email. <br><br>When he got to the kitchen he grabbed some food and made himself a plate.&nbsp; A glass of Pepsi to top it off and went into the family room and started watching TV. Flipping through the channels he settled on an Fantastic Race&nbsp; rerun.&nbsp; He noticed that there seemed to be a lot of family's on there.&nbsp; An idea started to formulate in the head. What about a brother and sister competing on the show together.&nbsp; That would take them to far off destinations, and perhaps even create the circumstances where the two of them would become intimate.<br><br>After he finishes dinner, he looks at the family computer.&nbsp; He is tempted to log into the site and check on Mandy, and see if she responded, but what if she wasn't logged on and came down and saw him on the site as well.&nbsp; It would be best to wait and borrow her laptop at least till he gets his laptop back in 6 more days.<br><br>He waits till the show is over, and decides that maybe he can check in on Mandy and see what she was up to.&nbsp; Heading upstairs and knocking on the door.&nbsp; "Hey Sis, whatcha doing?"<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>03-10-2009, 18:33:00</strong>
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				Mouth full of food, she nearly choked at the knock on the door, her attention having strayed back to the site, waiting on a reply.<br><br>"Uh...nothing much...d'you need anything?"&nbsp; She asked nervously, putting the computer down, the site still logged in, and opening the door.&nbsp; "I hope I didn't forget anything..."<br><br>The pose she struck in the doorway was involuntarily seductive, though more nervous in her mind.&nbsp; The thin material of her tank top and shorts not disguising as much of her aroused state as perhaps they should have.&nbsp; She was too distracted to notice.
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				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 04:03:46</strong>
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				"Ahh" Ethan paused for a moment.&nbsp; He studied his sister and her body, and the seductive pose she had in the doorway.&nbsp; He could tell through the light material she was wearing she was aroused and immediately started getting turned on from it.&nbsp; He started to wonder if she was in the middle of just posting or perhaps even pleasuring herself when he knocked.<br><br>"I was bored, and thought I'd check in on you.&nbsp; See what you were up to, I was thinking about getting some ice cream, but it looks like you are still eating.&nbsp; I don't know I just missed hanging out with you and I don't see you enough anymore now that I'm in college."&nbsp; Great Ethan thought to himself he was starting to sound like a boy with a crush.
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				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 17:52:27</strong>
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				"Oh!"&nbsp; Looking back at her laptop quickly, she shrugged with a grin forming on her lips.&nbsp; "Maybe we can do ice cream later...&nbsp; What's on tv?&nbsp; I'm just surfing the net anyhow..."&nbsp; <br><br>She opened the door wider, and stepped away from the door, rummaging on her desk for the remote to her little tv that sat on her chest of drawers.&nbsp; Lowering the top on her laptop, she lifted it off the bed and sat it back on the desk, plopping onto her bed with the remote.<br><br>Patting the bed next to her, she grinned at him.&nbsp; "C'mere...I'm sure we can find something to watch..."&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>12-10-2009, 04:27:35</strong>
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				Ethan's eyes watched intently as she took the laptop from her bed to the desk.&nbsp; He wondered what she was doing online. However, she couldn't have been too involved if she was willing to watch TV with him.&nbsp; "OK" he said with a smile hopping onto the bed, he tried to get comfortable in his jeans and deal with his own arousal that was growing in his pants.<br><br>"You're pretty awesome in your own way, Mandy" Ethan said out of the blue, as he sat next to his sister.&nbsp; Yeah that was out of nowhere he thought.&nbsp; What was she going to do say "you too." and then they'd act out one of her stories that he read.&nbsp; He tried to follow it up quickly with, " You know soon in a couple of years I'll be moving out and we'll see each other less and less, but in case we don't get to spend a lot of time with each other, I want you to know I'm happy your my sister."&nbsp; Leaning in and giving her a kiss on her forehead.&nbsp; "So let's see what is on TV."
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				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>14-10-2009, 02:23:11</strong>
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				Mandy blinked at him a few times, an odd grin blossoming on her lips.&nbsp; "Who are you and what have you done with my brother?"&nbsp; Giggling, she shook her head and turned on the tv and, grinning playfully, slung a pillow at him.
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				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 04:25:39</strong>
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				The pillow hit Ethan in the head, and he took it and plopped it underneath his chest to prop it up.&nbsp; "Yeah that did sound kind of after school specialish didn't it?&nbsp; Just forget I said it then." Ethan said smiling at her.&nbsp; He turned his attention to the TV as she flipped through the channels.&nbsp; <br><br>As Ethan watched Mandy flip through the channels, he could only wonder what she had just been writing as he looked over at her wondering about what state of arousal she was in.&nbsp; He didn't actually believe that his little speech to his sister would end in a life changing kiss, but he was always too upfront for his own good at times.<br><br>"So what do you usually watch?"&nbsp; He asked turning towards her
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				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>18-10-2009, 20:52:31</strong>
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				She chuckled, still flipping through the channels.&nbsp; Stretching out beside him, she shrugged, a slight blush coloring her cheeks.<br><br>"Usually stuff that would either gross you out or...late night stuff..."&nbsp; She looked at him out of the corner of the eye quickly, and then looked back with considerable interest to an infomercial that she had stopped on when she'd finally formulated her answer.
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				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>19-10-2009, 16:00:21</strong>
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				"Late night stuff"? Ethan immediately thought the softcore porn that can be found on Cinemax or HBO after 10 or 11 most weeknights.&nbsp; Even if she only meant the tonight show, or letterman Ethan was already too far turned on to think innocently.&nbsp; Looking at his sister stretched out beside him, a body he wanted to caress, kiss, and penetrate while pushed up against the wall, hearing her moa...... "Snap out of it" he quickly thought to himself. Focusing on the informercial in front of him.&nbsp; <br><br>"So late night stuff, aren't you a little young for watching those skin flicks on cable?"&nbsp; He asked deciding to push the issue further since she brought it up.
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				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>19-10-2009, 22:13:31</strong>
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				Grinning slyly, she shrugged.&nbsp; "Nothing else on that late at night...sometimes I'm still doing homework at that time."&nbsp; She picked up the remote and started flipping again.&nbsp; "Besides, they haven't got decent stories anyhow...it's kinda fun to make fun.&nbsp; I mean really...fucking the pool boy in a maintenance closet?&nbsp; They can't do better than that?"<br><br>She rolled her eyes.&nbsp; "I sure could...."&nbsp; And she knew the point wasn't to tell a story, it was to get off...&nbsp; And by Ethan's reactions, maybe it worked for him.&nbsp; That could be fun...seeing how far she could push.
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				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 03:17:27</strong>
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				"Well first off you're still under 18 so you shouldn't be watching that stuff, let alone writing that stuff, or anything more graphic.... Well you know like hardcore stuff."&nbsp; Ethan paused for a moment was his sister going to guess that he knew about her writings?<br><br>He wanted to get the subject off of her writing quickly, "Besides, it isn't about the plot Mandy, I don't care about how they got on the bed, or closet, or why, the important thing is that they are naked and it's helping some guy get off. I promise you after they get naked he isn't thinking about how she would never do a pool guy, and as soon as he gets off he stops watching." Ethan meant to generalize about guys in general but didn't realize that he started the sentence off with 'I'.&nbsp; He continued to look at the TV while Mandy flipped the channels.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 03:51:47</strong>
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				Mandy sat back against the wall, prodding his hip playfully with her toe.&nbsp; "So what's your favorite?"&nbsp; She supressed a grin as she continued to poke him gently with her toe.&nbsp; He must have been reading some of her stories when she loaned him her laptop.&nbsp; She had a few of her more graphic ones stored on the hard drive, as works-in-progress.<br><br>Teasing, she winked at him,&nbsp; "You could always critique me..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 04:13:33</strong>
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				Ethan swallowed hard, and could feel a cold sweat building on his palms.&nbsp; He was laying on his stomach and knew that if he rolled over and she looked at him she'd notice his erection.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well, you know nothing too crazy." Like having sex with your hot sister Ethan thought.&nbsp; "Um it varies, sometimes I love it when the guy takes charge and forces himself on the woman.&nbsp; Other times I like it when the woman takes charge and has her way with the man.&nbsp; A little pain is a good thing, like spanking and biting and toys... and well.. well I probably not be telling you this."&nbsp; Ethan was amazed at how fast and easy things started coming out.&nbsp; There was a longer list of stuff that Ethan was into darker stuff, but once he started going into it there was no closing the pandora box he was opening.<br><br>Looking at her, to see her wink at him, "Critique you?&nbsp; I'm sure that's exactly what you'd love knowing that I'm reading your stories getting turned on."&nbsp; He turned red as he finished that sentence.&nbsp; He was trying to have fun with the idea, but after he said that he wasn't sure it came out right.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 04:35:44</strong>
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				Mandy snickered, flipping onto her stomach to lay next to him.&nbsp; "Since you have so much more expereince than me in that department...and you don't want me watching porn for ideas...where else am I gonna get my ideas?"&nbsp; She shrugged,&nbsp; "Critique me...or you could always give me advice."<br><br>Smiling teasingly at him, she reached out to tap his nose gently.&nbsp; "you're blushing..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 04:45:15</strong>
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				"Whoa who said I have more experience?&nbsp; You mean in what a man wants?&nbsp; Yeah I guess I do.&nbsp; You can watch porn all you want next year when you're 18"&nbsp; Ethan was caught off guard by her forwardness, but his own lust was stopping him from well stopping the conversation.&nbsp; He knew he didn't sound convincing, especially because he had his own stash of porn in his room since he was 14, mostly magazines and a few movies.&nbsp; It was wear he learned a lot about toys and light bondage.<br><br>As she touched his nose and pointed out he was blushing, he grabbed her finger, "Yeah but that's because brother's and sisters don't usually talk about this kind of stuff.&nbsp; I mean I could give you advice and critiquing but it would only be on what turns me on, is that what you want?"&nbsp; He thought please please say yes like some of the stories he read, but he knew she would probably say no.&nbsp; <br><br>"But if you're so insistent, why don't I read a story first, and then give advice."&nbsp; Ethan couldn't believe he said that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 05:04:50</strong>
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				Sticking her tongue out at him, she shifted on the bed, and pulled away slightly, to grab a stack of papers shoved to the back of her desk.&nbsp; Flipping through the stack, she pulls one at random and hands it to him.&nbsp; It was one of her raunchier stories that had stemmed from a rather interesting dream...by the end of the story she'd looked up so many things to fit the images in her head, she hadn't really been that much surprised at anything.<br><br>"Maybe....makes it easier for me to pick your brain if I know what you like..." she said easily, not quite realizing that she was hitting on him.&nbsp; It was all a part of her writing process, letting her imagination run wild...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 05:28:23</strong>
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				Ethan started to read the story.&nbsp; He rolled over onto his back to get more comfortable.&nbsp; No need to try and hide his hard cock now.&nbsp; He expected to skim the first few paragraphs to get to the sex part, but was surprised at how fast it started.&nbsp; "This is definitely not Skinimax approved.&nbsp; They'd never put this stuff on the TV.&nbsp; He said smiling.&nbsp; "I had no idea that you could be so.. raunchy."&nbsp; Ethan said as he finished the story.&nbsp; "Well I'm definitely turned on now.&nbsp; Where did these ideas come from?" He asked wondering where she got such ideas.<br><br>Ethan wondered where to begin, you don't just start a sentence with 'teasing, anal sex, bondage, sex toys' finally speaking, "How about we start here, and see where this leads.&nbsp; I think sex should be about pleasure, whether it's too much pleasure that your toes curl so hard that they poke you in the bottom of your feet, or orgasm denial over and over again till you finally let that person explode.&nbsp; I love the idea of anal play because it's taboo, and it's also a great nerve center.&nbsp; I tend to be attracted to taboo things.&nbsp; Deep down inside I want to believe that both people are having fun.&nbsp; I don't like snuff, or that one fetish that eats a woman after sex.&nbsp; It starts with a D and I can't think of it right now.&nbsp; When I'm reading a story, or watching porn I really don't like romance.&nbsp; I can be very visual and have a soft spots for lingerie or superhero costumes." Ethan paused to take a breath realizing he just rambled a bunch of his turn-ons.&nbsp; "Okay I said a lot. Let's start with what I just said and go from there, but before I answer your questions sis.&nbsp; Is any part of you getting turned on from talking to me like this?"&nbsp; Ethan asked looking at his sister very seriously, before giving her a wry smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 14:56:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy looked at him out of the corner of her eye, before flipping over onto her back and watching him.&nbsp; "I write for me...I write what I like, what turns me on.&nbsp; Hormones and an imagination are the best combination in the world for getting off...."&nbsp; She grinned.<br><br>"Though...my best measure of whether a story is good or not is feedback.&nbsp; If I know my audience is getting off...then its a good story.&nbsp; If not, no matter how much the story gets <em>me</em> off...it's no good.&nbsp; At the end of the day, I can imagine all I want, but it's the audience I'm trying to get to."<br><br>Suddenly she laughed,&nbsp; "You've gotta be finding other things besides late night naughties to get the taboo stuff.&nbsp; Skinimax is just wham-bam anyway.&nbsp; Where do you find the rougher stuff?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 04:32:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan looked at her laying on the bed.&nbsp; After what he read from his sister, it took a lot of strength not to push the limits and find out if his sister would want in real life the raunchiness of her stories.&nbsp; God she looked hot with her laying there.<br><br>"You can write for yourself, and stories and hormones do make a great way to get off, but having a real life partner there, and not just your hand or a vibrator makes the word of difference."&nbsp; Reaching down he grabbed his sister's ass, smiling like it was done playfully.&nbsp; <br><br>He noticed she didn't answer his question about whether, or not she was aroused right now, maybe she didn't want to answer or understand the question, but he wasn't about to push the issue right now.<br><br>"Is it enough for them to enjoy the story, or do you want to know they have their cock in their hand, or finger in the clit picturing the words you write and getting off?&nbsp; Does that make you get off any harder?"<br>Ethan was enjoying the sudden turn in the conversation, if she was going to ask what sort of porn he was into.&nbsp; He wanted to know how she masturbated, what she thought about.<br><br>"But to answer your question, the taboo stuff I'm into isn't on Skinimax you're right.&nbsp; For some of the bdsm stuff I go to kink.com, and find all sorts of stuff that I've never thought of that gets me off.&nbsp; But the taboo stuff that they don't film, a good story site will indulge me on my cuckold, incest, or rape craving."&nbsp; Wow he did just say the I word...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 04:53:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed bright crimson when he grabbed her ass, but didn't flinch away.&nbsp; She didn't want to admit she was turned on, and she bt the inside of her cheek lightly when he pressed on.<br><br>"I...It makes me get off harder when I know they get off too.&nbsp; It helps me write my next story...when I know someone came while reading.&nbsp; Or if some of them come back to my stories because it makes them cum."&nbsp; She squirmed on the bed, thinking about it...and moreso his taboos.&nbsp; Licking her lips carefully, she tilted her head softly.&nbsp; "Would you tell me what specifically turns you on...in your kinks?"<br><br>Why she was asking, she wasn't sure she wanted to tell him...or maybe she would....eventually.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 05:14:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His hand was still on her ass, and he noticed that she didn't flinch away.&nbsp; He was slowly starting to realize that maybe his sister was as twisted as he was.&nbsp; He slowly let go and then squeezed again as he started to speak firmly looking her square in the eye noticing the redness in her face.&nbsp; "I'm hard now, and when I leave this room, I'm going to go back to my room and get off thinking about your story Mandy.&nbsp; Leaving you in this room to think about it."<br><br>"To answer your question though, it is kind of hard to say.&nbsp; I think it boils down to how helpless we are when it comes to sex, and lust.&nbsp; It's the most powerful thing in the world.&nbsp; It's being turned on when you shouldn't be.&nbsp; Like lusting for someone you shouldn't. Like one video I saw where a woman was tied face down wearing these shiny black shorts and then they were pulled down exposing her ass in the air.&nbsp; She was then flogged, till her ass was bright red, and then ice water was poured onto her. The guy then used a vibrator on her clit after he used a butt plug up her ass and as much pain as she was in before, there is no way she could have ignored that and came.&nbsp; In each taboo there is something that makes it extremely pleasurable.&nbsp; Does that make sense?" <br><br>Ethan moved his hand down, her leg and pulled it closer to him, opening her legs a bit.&nbsp; His head was down by her feet, and she was at his feet.&nbsp; "Now would you like me to leave?"&nbsp; He said with a smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 05:28:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Biting the inside of her cheek, she couldn't believe waht she was hearing...or that the picture he was painting with words was making her wet at the thought...and the even darker thought of <em>his</em> hands doing that to <em>her</em>.<br><br>Catching her breath, she blinked at the end of his description, feeling a bit lightheaded.&nbsp; Managing to stifle a groan, she shivered at his touch as he spread her legs gently.&nbsp; Wetting her lips, she looked back at him.&nbsp; "Only...if you want to."<br><br>How she needed to masturbate right about now..the thoughts of him flogging her, and torturing her...coaxing her ot the point of orgasm, and then denying her the pleasure...&nbsp; She blushed bright crimson.<br><br>"You found a porn of that...?"&nbsp; she asked curiously.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 15:51:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan looked at his sister and noticed the pause in her voice.&nbsp; His fingers were now holding the bottom of her shorts, pulling them tight, but not hard enough to start pulling them down.&nbsp; "No I'll stick around a bit longer. I don't think we're done... talking yet. " His free hand moved up to his button on his jeans, he just traced the button with his finger.&nbsp; "Oh yeah I found a video of that, there is a whole website devoted that that called sex and submission.&nbsp; I"ve got a few of them on my laptop that I'll show you when I get it back if you like.&nbsp; The beginning of the video always has the woman telling the guy what she wants done to her.&nbsp; There was another one I really liked where this hook was inserted into her ass.&nbsp; A string was tied to the one end and on the other end was another hook which the guy took and put into her nose so her head was held back, while she was on all fours. The guy started fucking her from behind before moving to her mouth, and cumming all over her face. Oh and then there are the ultimate submission websites and wired pussy and oh so many websites for your young eyes"<br><br>"Could you write a story involving that Mandy?&nbsp; From the woman's point of view, describing how the plug felt inserted in her ass, and how her head was immoblized as she was used?"&nbsp; His hand letting go of her shorts and sliding up inside her leg.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 02:15:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked thoughtful, chewing on the inside of her cheek.&nbsp; Her mind was already planning the story, her eyes intent on Ethan.&nbsp; "I think I can manage a story like that....anything else you want to have in it?&nbsp; I can write one just for you..."<br><br>Scooting back a bit toward him, she grinned.&nbsp; "Though a hook in the nose may not be practical...I think I might have to do some research on that..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 04:28:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan locked his eyes on her.&nbsp; "Hmm the videos I watch don't deal with any sort of relationship with the two stars.&nbsp; It's usually just a girl with a fantasy to be used very rough, and a Dom who is happy to oblige. Maybe a dark twist to the two characters, not just a girl looking to fulfill her fantasy.&nbsp; She needs a connection to the guy.&nbsp; Hmm"&nbsp; Ethan starts to tap his chin with his fingers like he is deep in thought, but he already knows what he wants that relationship to be.&nbsp; "What do you think Mandy?&nbsp; Two lovers trying something new isn't appealing as like a priest being corrupted, or two people who are too close to one another, maybe even related in some way."<br><br>His eyes broke contact with hers, looking down to where his hand was underneath her shorts still touching her leg but not quite up to her panties.&nbsp; He wondered if she was wet, if he would slip his finger under her panty line what he would find, or how she would react.&nbsp; He could tell by her blushing cheeks he was having an effect on her.&nbsp; Raising the stakes a bit, just to see if she'll bite he continued.&nbsp; "I don't know how successful you'll be if you never have done something like this.&nbsp; Besides I read somewhere that reality is always better than a dream."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 04:43:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fiction..."&nbsp; she said softly, not realizing she was quoting her own message.&nbsp; Squirming slightly on her bed, she curled toward him, eyes intent.&nbsp; She was blushing furiously, but it was more out of arousal than embarrassment.&nbsp; <br><br>Curious, she looked directly at him,&nbsp; "Have you?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 04:52:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan sat up on the bed, indian style, his leg touching Mandy's leg.&nbsp; "No, but it's up there with something I've always wanted to try."&nbsp; He placed his hand on her thigh running it down her leg, till he got to her ankle before he wrapped his hand around it, like he was cuffing it.&nbsp; He gave it a good squeeze, before releasing.&nbsp; "See, how that felt, was it like you imagined?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 05:02:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Pressing her leg against his, she shrugged.&nbsp; "Never put much mind to the thought about ankles...Too busy thinking up other ideas...like in my stories."&nbsp; She smiled mischievously at him.&nbsp; "What type of things do you want to try?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 05:11:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well you've got to start somewhere." Ethan retorted.&nbsp; He didn't answer where he wanted to start he just got up off the bed and quickly dashed out of his room. He always thought Mandy's four post bed would be great to tie someone up on and had hoped he'd have a girl to try it out with.&nbsp; Never did he think he would actually get to do it with his sister.<br><br>He quickly returned after grabbing 4 of his ties from his room.&nbsp; Some of them he handn't worn in years.&nbsp; "Well since you never thought much about the ankles, you won't mind if we do all four of your limbs."&nbsp; He showed her the ties already with a loop and knot made, a small loop for her hands and feet.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 05:24:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy shook her head, as she watched him, laying still on her bed, still on her stomach.&nbsp; Licking her lips, she held still on the bed.&nbsp; She tried to keep from squirming at the thought of him tying her up, but she only managed to make herself more aroused.<br><br>Holding out her arms to him, she smiled.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 05:35:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan got on the bed, and stradled her back , placing some of of his weight down on her.&nbsp; He took the tie, and slipped it over Mandy's waiting hands, pulling it tight at her wrists.&nbsp; Next he secured each one to the bed post.&nbsp; He did this all without saying a word.&nbsp; <br><br>He then slide down her body, over his ass, pressing his hard cock into her, till he his at the end of the bed, grabbing each of her feet.&nbsp; He repeats the same steps with her feet, looking at her spread across her bed.&nbsp; <br>"Now how does that feel?"&nbsp; he asked looking at her in the eyes smiling.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 05:46:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tied to the four posts of her bed, she laid flat on top of the bedspread, her cheek pressed against the cool cloth.&nbsp; Carefully tugging at the ties holding her fast, she shuddered, a smile on her face.&nbsp; "I can't move.&nbsp; That's good..."&nbsp; Her tone was full of amusement.<br><br>So that's where his ties had gone....
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 14:53:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes that is good. "&nbsp; He wanted to toy with his sister a bit, "You know if some of the videos I watch, they bind up the girl and then cut her clothes off."&nbsp; He sat down on the bed pulling at her thin tanktop&nbsp; "Can you imagine the feeling of scissors against our skin as you hear he blades closing, cutting your clothes free." <br><br>He pulled the tank top up her body.&nbsp; "Of course other times they just use her clothing as a blindfold as well."&nbsp; Taking the back of her tank top and pulling it up over her head, and down over her eyes, leaving her mouth exposed, as the stretched tank top&nbsp; covered most of her face.<br><br>"Now you can't see, is that good as well?"&nbsp; Ethan let out a slight low pitched chuckle as his sister looked more helpless.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 17:36:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy shivered at the thought Ethan brought to her mind, of cool metal slipping over her skin as it cut fabric away.&nbsp; It was something she had toyed with writing for a long time, but had never gotten the right idea to fit it into.<br><br>The sudden pull of the fabric up and over her eyes, the front riding up to expose her breasts, made her gasp.&nbsp; She could see a little bit of movement, due to the thinness of the cotton, but not enough to make out details.&nbsp; Licking her lips quickly, she held still, answering,&nbsp; "I can see a little movement...but not much."&nbsp; She was getting rather more aroused than she would have thought possible.&nbsp; Breathlessly, she added,&nbsp; "What else?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 18:12:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan took his shirt off, and sat down on the bed next to him.&nbsp; He was fit since he played volleyball, rock climbed and rode his bike to stay active.<br><br>He started petting his sister's back, using his knuckles, feeling her warm skin touch to the back of his hand.&nbsp; He grabbed her waistand and pulled down her shorts till her ass was fully exposed.<br><br>"Now comes the spanking part.&nbsp; What to use Mandy?&nbsp; Do you have any ideas? And before we get too far, tell me little sister, in your research have you purchased any toys?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 18:32:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Trembling at his teasing touch, she held still as he pulled her shorts down around her thighs.&nbsp; She giggled softly, "Bottom drawer of my desk...I have lots of toys.&nbsp; I haven't tried some of them yet..."<br><br>She knew in the drawer there were organized boxes of dildos and vibes, a cat o' nine and different restraints and gags, as well as a box she hadn't opened yet, with a speculum, nipple clamps and an electrical vibe that looked interesting...none of which she'd played with yet.<br><br>A smug little smile crept across her lips, wondering what his reaction would be when he saw how truly naughty his little sister really was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 18:46:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan slipped off the bed, expecting to find maybe a few vibrators, but nothing too interesting.&nbsp; He was shocked to see everything that was in there.<br><br>"So this is where your allowance goes?" He joked.&nbsp; "Today could be a one time thing, or the first of many times.&nbsp; If you want us to play together often then say, 'Please brother I want you to play with me often.'"&nbsp; He knew it sounded corny, but it was a start, lets see how she reacts to that.&nbsp; <br><br>He grabbed the cat o' nine, the smallest vibrator and a medium sized one as well, and some lube.&nbsp; He saw the speculum and the electric vibrator and while he did have an idea what they were for, he left them alone till he could investigate further.<br><br>He kneeled down on the edge of the bed, tracing the cat o' nine' over her ass, letting her feel each leather strand.&nbsp; Raising it up and down playfully, in circles and between her cheeks.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 18:56:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				What she wanted...well, that was a loaded statement.&nbsp; Licking her lips softly, she nodded.&nbsp; She understood, but wasn't sure he'd be into it.&nbsp; "Let's see how today goes...but I think I want you to continue.&nbsp; How often do you think we can?"&nbsp; <br><br>His teasing with the cat o' nine made her groan suddenly, her hips pressing down against the bed to get the most of the sensation.&nbsp; She'd tried this on her cunt while masturbating, once, and had had to force herself not to make too much noise.<br><br>Breathily, she murmured,&nbsp; "More..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 19:34:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan smiled at her answer.&nbsp; That meant he could take things slowly and not try to cram in years of fantasies into one afternoon. "Well mom and dad are out of the house often, so a couple of times a week I would imagine.&nbsp; It depends on how long it will take you to recover."<br><br>He watched as she tried to press her hips down into her bed. He could tell she was trying to stimulate herself.&nbsp; He took the whip, and slide it under her cunt.&nbsp; "Ass up in the air, there will be no getting yourself off till I say you can cum.&nbsp; You need to focus on other stuff."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 19:55:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drawing a shuddering breath, she pushed her hips off the bed as far as she could into the air, before the restraints stopped her, the handle of the whip keeping her from dropping her hips once more.<br><br>Her hips trembled as she forced herself not to grind into the cat, but hold her hips aloft.&nbsp; She kept herself in the submissive position, her face to the bed and her ass up, catching her breath and waiting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 20:05:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Very good Mandy.&nbsp; Now hold that position as long as you can."&nbsp; He took the whip and pushed it against her cunt, moving it back and forth over her clit a few times. <br><br>Pulling it back he tested it out a few times in mid air, getting his stroke down pat.&nbsp; He wanted it to connect just right on her ass.&nbsp; After about a moment he took a deep breath knowing there would be no going back from here, and brough the whip down on her ass with a loud crack in the air.&nbsp; He looked at the red mark on her ass.&nbsp; "Count them off Mandy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 20:19:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The sting of the whip made her jump slightly, a soft whimper in her voice as she said very clearly, "One."&nbsp; It was a warm, tingling feeling that she had not felt in a few months, as busy as she had been with her stories.&nbsp; She hadn't had the time to pleasure herself like this...though the duller sensation of pain on her ass gave her more time to become aroused, unlike the lightning quick draw of whipping her cunt.<br><br>Swallowing convulsively, she stilled again, waiting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 20:25:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan loved the way Mandy reacted. He took whip gave it a practice swing and&nbsp; then connected to her ass, and then again quickly.&nbsp; He was so hard in his jeans, and could tell his cock was leaking precum. <br><br>Not waiting for her to start counting he took the whip, and rubbed it against her cunt.&nbsp; He wanted to distract her before she could start counting.&nbsp; "Hurry up Mandy.&nbsp; Start counting.&nbsp; You don't want to lose count do you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 20:56:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Groaning lustfully, she squirmed as he rubbed the whip against her, driving her higher.&nbsp; Panting for breath, she managed,&nbsp; "That was two and three..."&nbsp; She closed her eyes, even though her sight was obscured by the camisole.&nbsp; Panting for breath, her mouth widened slightly to try and suck in more air.<br><br>"If I lose count...what happens?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 21:56:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan didn't answer her question right away.&nbsp; He continued with the whip, but now he was targeting a specific cheek each time.&nbsp; First he did the left, then the right, then the left one again. <br><br>He set the whip on her tailbone and took his finger to her wet cunt, pushing his finger in, pressing down on her g-spot.&nbsp; "Keep that ass in the air, don't let that cunt touch the bed.&nbsp; You won't lose count Mandy, I know you don't want to disappoint me."&nbsp; Ethan said with a smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 00:54:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mandy paused for a few seconds, double counting herself, before murmuring, "Six...."&nbsp; Bucking her hips up against his intruding finger, she squealed as he pressed down on her g-spot.&nbsp; Clenching her jaw, she tried to will herself not to orgasm, but he was pushing her limits to not give herself over.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 03:33:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan pulled his finger on his left hand all the way out, till his nail was just touching her lips.&nbsp; He liked the way she tried to fuck his finger.&nbsp; Looking down at his sister he saw her tight little ass, and his finger was dripping wet.&nbsp; "mmm" He said outloud, taking his finger and pushing it against her star.&nbsp; "I want you to relax", as he picked up the whip, "Ready to start counting again.&nbsp; <br><br>He started striking her quickly, in a matter of 20 seconds he had struck her ass 9 more times between each cheek with stern strikes, not enough to push her officer but forceful enough that the whip cracked each time it made contact.&nbsp; While his finger wet from fingering her teased her ass making tiny circles.<br><br>"You're so wet, are you getting close to cumming?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 03:50:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her skin burned from the flogging, her mind reeling, trying to catch up.&nbsp; Faltering, she blurted, "Sixteen..."&nbsp; Having lost count, her legs trembling as she tried not to orgasm, as he'd bid.<br><br>Whimpering, she held her body off the bed, her whole body starting to shake with the effort.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 03:58:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan put the whip down, and stepped back from Mandy.&nbsp; "I'm sorry you've miscounted."&nbsp; He then walked out of the room without saying a word and shut the door, making sure she knew he was gone.&nbsp; He went downstairs and filled up a pitcher with ice, and a little bit of water.&nbsp; On the way back up stairs he got a wash clothe from the linen closet and soaked it into the pitcher, giving it a moment to suck up as much of the coldness as possible.<br><br>He opened the door again, setting the pitcher down on the floor, and looked at his sister.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 00:37:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Groaning, she sank onto the bed, trembling, after he left.&nbsp; The muscles in her back spasmed as she forced herself to relax, trying to ignore the knots of lust in her belly.&nbsp; Catching her breath, she lost track of time...only hearing Ethan's return when the door opened and closed again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>28-10-2009, 04:24:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Now what did I tell you?"&nbsp; He said forcefully.&nbsp; "I told you to keep that ass in the air."&nbsp; Grabbing her hips he pulled her as far up in the air as the restraints would allow.&nbsp; He reached into the bucket of ice, and took out a few ice cubes, pressing one to her clit, then sliding it inside her. He then quickly slide the next couple inside her as well.&nbsp; He placed his hand on her ass, feeling the warm skin from the beating he just gave her.&nbsp; <br><br>He then took the washcloth that had been sitting in the ice water and draping it across her ass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 01:34:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Squealing in shocked frustration, Mandy panted as Ethan pulled her back into position and effectively doused her in cold, denying her any form of release for now.&nbsp; Squirming slightly, she shivered at the sudden extreme temperature change.&nbsp; Softly, she admitted, "I got distracted...my math was wrong.&nbsp; You stopped at fifteen." <br><br>She was pretty sure he would not stop what he had begun, but her own perfectionist nature demanded that she correct herself at the least.&nbsp; Trying to pull her knees under her to stabilize her position, she realized it might prove more difficult to carry through than she thought.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>02-11-2009, 04:44:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"16, that is correct.&nbsp; Now hopefully I've doused any sort of orgasm you were close to."&nbsp; Ethan grabbed the wash cloth that was drapped over her ass, and put it back into the bucket.&nbsp; He felt her ass again and it was definitely cooler that when he put it on a moment ago.&nbsp; The water dropplets pooling in her ass, taking his finger he pressed on her brown star.&nbsp; "Mmm you're very tight.&nbsp; Have you ever fucked this tight ass of yours with one of your toys?"<br><br>Ethan was torn part of him wanted to be the first one to play with his sister's ass, but at the same time he would be more comfortable if she had a little experience.&nbsp; As he finished his question he turned on the smallest vibrator with his free hand and ran it between her slit up to her clit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>05-11-2009, 18:11:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gasping as he pressed on the puckered flesh, she shook her head.&nbsp; "Never..."<br><br>Did he really mean to toy with her like this?&nbsp; Squirming under the sudden onslaught of the vibrator slipped up against her, she whimpered pitifully at him, the tone almost begging.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 18:52:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled the vibrator away from her clit.&nbsp; "Well we'll just have to take it slow then.&nbsp; He took his finger getting it wet from the residual water from the washcloth and started to invade his sister's ass.&nbsp; "God I'm so hard now.&nbsp; I'm going to cum so hard soon.&nbsp; Now all I want you to do is relax."&nbsp; He wasn't really going to fuck his sister in her ass today, but let her wonder.&nbsp; <br><br>He then returned the vibrator to her clit.&nbsp; Time for a little anal training.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 22:50:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Squirming a little against his finger, she whimpered at the slight pain, relaxing as bid.&nbsp; This was something she had wanted to try, but had never had a boyfriend she felt comfortable asking...and she hadn't thought of Ethan.<br><br>Groaning softly at the image he brought to her mind, she pressed her ass harder against his finger, the buzz of the vibe making her buck a little.<br><br>"Ethan..." she murmured, breathless.&nbsp; He was teasing her...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 04:13:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"mmm, good little sis."&nbsp; He could feel her pushing her ass against his finger and he returned the movements with pushing his finger deeper inside her, watching as the first knuckle slide inside her.&nbsp; He removed the toy from her clit and slowly moved the tip of his finger inside her.&nbsp; <br><br>"You can relax and lower your ass to the bed."&nbsp; Placing the vibrator on the bed between her legs.&nbsp; "And if you can get it to your clit, you can keep it there too."&nbsp; He smiled as he set it just below the reach of her clit so it would just barely tease her cunt. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 17:30:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nodding carefully, Mandy relaxed, laying back down upon the bed.&nbsp; She tried very carefully to not dislodge his finger, in case he was not finished, her cunt nestling against the bed, the vibe teasing the outer lips of her pussy, but not enough to do anything but get her wet.<br><br>"I want to try something sometime....I've always wondered what hot candle wax feels like after I've gotten cold..."<br><br>No harm trying to see if he'd be willing....
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>17-11-2009, 04:22:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You do do you? Judging by the toys in the drawer you have a vivid imagination."&nbsp; He continued to work his finger inside her pushing deeper and pulling it out only to push deeper again.&nbsp; Till finally he pulled his finger all the way out and started to work a second finger in.<br><br>With his free hand he removed his pants and boxer briefs.&nbsp; His hard cock engorged with blood pointing at his sister.&nbsp; He grabbed it and ran it along the inside of her leg, leaving drops of precum along the inside of her leg.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well would you like me to finish, and cum?&nbsp; Have you had enough of our FIRST session?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>21-11-2009, 19:41:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gasping at the wetness as he grazed his cock along her inner thigh, her body trembling with need.&nbsp; Looking up at him, she shook her head, wanting more.&nbsp; She knew that he might not be able to continue...and she couldn't ask what she wanted.<br><br>"Do we...have to?" she gasped.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>23-11-2009, 04:50:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh how Ethan wanted to fuck his helpless bound sister, but there is only one first fucking, and what if she regretted it afterwards?&nbsp; No he thought it would be better to drag this out over a few sessions.&nbsp; And there was something about making her wait, denying her for a time that Ethan loved.&nbsp; <br><br>"We don't have to, but I want to."&nbsp; He said.&nbsp; He pulled his fingers out of her ass, and pulled back.&nbsp; Slowly stroking his cock, he determined that he was going to cum all over her ass, but first he was going to do something nice for her. With his free hand he undid the straps holding her legs.&nbsp; He pushed the vibrator up the bed, till it was resting on her clit, Next he pulled her legs together, before getting on top of her legs, pinning them together and pushing his head right between her cheeks.&nbsp; "You have till I cum, till cum.&nbsp; If not I'm taking the vibrator away."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>23-11-2009, 18:01:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Groaning as he pressed her down upon the vibe, his warm body trapping her between himself and the bed, she shuddered at the sudden contact of the toy, pressing into her folds, her hips hungrily grinding against it.&nbsp; Her teeth caught her bottom lip briefly as she slipped her eyes closed, her hips beginning to hunch faster with need.<br><br>Whimpering, she moaned,&nbsp; "Talk to me Ethan...make me come...please...."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>23-11-2009, 18:47:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan loved that word, 'please'. "What do you want me to say Mandy?&nbsp; How much I'm going to enjoy fucking my sister's tight cunt?"&nbsp; Pressing his cock to her folds teasing her entrance before pulling back.&nbsp; "Or her even tighter ass?"&nbsp; Running his cock between the cheeks of her ass.&nbsp; One hand slowly strking his cock, the other roughly grabbing her ass, enjoying the way her body reacted as he pushed her down onto the toy.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm going to cum soon, and take this toy away from you, if you haven't came yet.&nbsp; Consider yourself on the clock."&nbsp; Ethan started to hope that she wouldn't be able to cum in time.&nbsp; "Ready sis?&nbsp; I'm going to cum all over your pretty ilttle ass."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>23-11-2009, 19:03:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Breathless, she squirmed under his attentions, the pressure building in her gut, but not quite enough to push her over the edge.&nbsp; Desperately, she fucked the toy, her ass bouncing up against him as she tried to come, starting to whimper in frustration as her actions only made the need more acute.&nbsp; <br><br>Groaning pitifully, she let out a soft sob, her hips grinding roughly against the vibe, in desperation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 03:00:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan used his one hand to steady himself by squeezing her ass.&nbsp; His other hand picked up the pace of the stroking cock. He figured if he put her on a clock to cum, she'd be so frustrated that she wouldn't be able to.&nbsp; He let out some moans, adding to the effect.&nbsp; Though when he fucked a girl or masturbated he wouldn't make much of any sound.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh so close Mandy.&nbsp; How about yourself?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 18:13:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Blushing crimson, she shook her head, knowing she was nowhere close enough to come...but aroused enough at if he stopped, she would be frustrated.<br><br>Panting pitifully, she squirmed under him, almost willing him to slip and bury himself in her.&nbsp; Didn't he say he wanted her...?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>27-11-2009, 04:53:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan grunted, and picked up the pace of fucking his hand. He could feel her moving her body trying to get his cock inside her wet cunt.&nbsp; However, he wanted to save that for another time.&nbsp; With the feverish last few strokes Ethan's cock squirts cum all over Mandy's backside. Taking his hand Ethan runs his finger through it.&nbsp; "I guess you lose, Sis."&nbsp; <br><br>Ethan takes his cum soaked finger and takes it to Mandy's lips.&nbsp; "Would you like to taste, the cum from a man you've turned on with your writing?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>28-11-2009, 18:00:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Panting frustrated breaths, Mandy's hips still writhed slowly, without the benefit of the vibe he had pulled away, and turned her lips toward his fingers almost instinctively.&nbsp; Her ass was warm with his cum, her cunt throbbing her frustration.&nbsp; She was so close now, but she knew he'd leave her like this...<br><br>Opening her mouth, she took his finger into her mouth, sucking his cum off his finger, her mouth vibrating with soft moans.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>29-11-2009, 04:48:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan let out a slight moan when he felt his sister's lips on his finger.&nbsp; He reached down and started lovingly stroking her half covered cheek with his other hand.&nbsp; His cock started to throb again as she sucked, and he started to wish it was her lips on his cock, but he was determined to wait.&nbsp; He pulled out his cleaned finger, "Good Job Mandy", he said authoritatively before running the finger back into the cum and pressing it inside her mouth again.&nbsp; <br><br>"Now I know I told you I'd leave you like this, but I lied.&nbsp; As soon as we clean up all this cum, I'm gonna see that you cum."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>03-12-2009, 02:57:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Groaning softly, Mandy squirmed a bit at his words.&nbsp; The building frustration in her gut tightened into a close knot deep in her abdomen, her eyes pleading as she laved his finger with her tongue.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>03-12-2009, 19:42:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethan continued to wipe up his cum with his finger and let Mandy suck it off till there was nothing left but the faintest trace of cum and Mandy's own spit.&nbsp; "I know you said you weren't hungry before, but you swallowed all that cum like you were starving."&nbsp; <br><br>Next Ethan took his damp finger pressing it against her inner thigh, and moving it up till it was lightly pressing it against her cunt.&nbsp; His cock still throbbed, just imaging her young lips sucking off her brother.&nbsp; "Do you like it soft, or hard?"&nbsp; He asked, alternating his touch on her clit between soft touches, and pressing hardly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>05-12-2009, 19:25:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Catching her breath, she squirmed against his touch, her cheeks flaming crimson.&nbsp; Through gritted teeth, her breath grew ragged. <br><br>"Fuck, Ethan..." she panted pitifully,&nbsp; "Hard...I like it hard..."<br><br>Her hips crested up against his finger, roughly, her teeth catching her bottom lip and biting hard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 03:24:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"mmm if you say so."&nbsp; Ethan thought of the roughest thing he could do.&nbsp; He pressed his index finger hard against he clit rubbing it up and down, and back and forth.&nbsp; Stopping for a second he curled his finger, and started using the nail on her clit, teasing it with a c'mere motion.&nbsp; He looked down and saw the vibrating toy, and remembered how relaxed her ass was.&nbsp; <br><br>He took the toy pressing it to her virgin ass, not waiting for her to adjust to the toy he pushed it in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 21:31:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whimpering in pleasure, Mandy squirmed in his grasp, her hips jerking against the toy.&nbsp; Her breath jagged, she let out a choked moan.<br><br>She was all reactions to his ministrations, now...a mess of nerves and instinct.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mr Clock</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 19:47:41</strong>
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				Ethan continued to push the toy into her ass till it was all the way in, and the ribbed speed adjuster was touching her skin.&nbsp; He continued to play with her clit hard.&nbsp; "Mmm I'm gonna love to hear you scream when you cum.&nbsp; "Do you know how many nights I laid in the bed next to your room wondering if you were playing with yourself, wondering what you sound like when you came?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dirty Little Secret (Mr Clock and daylily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Raven</strong> on <strong>10-01-2010, 18:10:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Still squirming in the restraints, her hips bucked violently crushing his fingers between her clit and the bed.&nbsp; Groaning, she turned her head to the side looking down at him lustily.&nbsp; "More....I want more..." she panted roughly.<br><br>The stray, rebellious thought came to her that she didn't want to stop this...<br><br>"I...want another one....put one in my pussy too, please Ethan?"
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