It Was All April's Fault

by Wayne Gibbous

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft, Mult, Consensual, BiSexual, Heterosexual, Incest, Brother, Sister, First, Safe Sex, Oral Sex, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: My very best friend growing up was April and it was because of her that I lost my cherry. The way it happened was, well, I guess you'll just have to read the story.

Chapter 1

The first time I ever had sex, it was April's fault.

Oh, I know all that stuff about that I wasn't forced to do it, that no one made me, all that, yeah, I know, but, still if it weren't for April, it wouldn't have happened. At least when it did.

No, what I mean is it wouldn't have happened exactly that way. Sure, I would have had sex sooner or later, sure. But it probably wouldn't have been with my own brother.

Woops. Guess, I let that out sooner than I wanted to. Well, that's what happened. My first sex was with my brother, Mike.

Yeah, go ahead, say it if you want. Truth was, it was still damned exciting and, oh, very enjoyable. If it hadn't been I wouldn't still be fucking him as we speak.

No, not as I type this, I mean like it's still going on. Yes, three years later. It was that good.

Boy, have I gotten ahead of the story here. Let's back up and start from the beginning.

Let's go back to when I was about twelve or thirteen. My body was changing and all the girls I knew talked endlessly about their boobs and the hair growing on their pussies and how all they could think about was boys and sex, just all the time.

Well, that was me, for sure. And, it was the same with my best friend, April.

Oh, about her name. She was born in January and her mom told her on her twelfth birthday that she named her April because that was when she was conceived. Me, I sometimes call her 'May' because she's late so often.

So, anyway, April and I were best of friends and all we talked about, it seemed, was sex.

She had lived next door to us since we were six and we've been best buds ever since. April is the one, of the two of us, who is the leader, she's the one with crazy ideas and the guts and nerve to try them all.

So, one afternoon, we were talking in her bedroom about boys and sex, what else?

"Shit, here we are, Nicole, just about into high school, have you ever been kissed by a boy?" she asked me as we lay on her bed.

"You're kidding, right? Never, not once. Have you?"

"Not a single time. And we'll be in high school. What super-virgins we are, it's awful."

"What we need is a boy to practice on," I pined.

"Well, we could use each other."

"We're not gay, April. Well, at least I'm not."

"I know, it would just be practice, that's all."

"God, I'd be too nervous to do that."

"I know what, I'll be right back," and she ran off and soon was back with two cold cans of beer.

"Beer, what are you doing?" I asked her as she opened them both and handed me one.

"Well, it might make it easier to practice kissing, drink up."

Well, soon we were finished and she took the empties back and came up with two more which we soon drained.

"The second one tasted better," I observed as I began to feel some effect from the beer.

"How do you feel, Nicole, I'm a bit wobbly?" she giggled as she leaned over and kissed me on the lips.

Well, I was taken a bit off-guard by it but I sure didn't push her away, either. It actually felt pretty nice. Her lips are all soft and nice, yes, I liked it.

We both fell back on her bed laughing and giggling, then she moved back over me and kissed me again as I felt her tongue begin pushing into my mouth. She was frenching me. I've gotta say, she might have been a girl, but it sure felt sexy.

Then her lips pushed harder as I opened my mouth for our tongues to caress one another. Then, I felt her hand. I felt her hand on my boob. I was breathing harder now, my heart racing, yes, it was sexy, really sexy as her fingers began flexing, massaging my breast as we tongued each other.

Then, we broke off our kissing.

"Whew, that gets kind of hot, doesn't it?" April asked me.

"Yeah, but we're getting better, don't you think?"

Her hand was still on my titty, squeezing softly.

Then, we came together again, mouths open, kissing, tonguing, moving our heads around enjoying what we were doing. Her hand moved down, then went up under my teeshirt and onto my bra and kneaded me for a minute, when, I felt her fingers working under my bra as her fingertips wiped back and forth across my hard, erect nipple.

We kissed another minute or so as she moved my teeshirt up and reached around to undo my bra. Now she had her hand directly on my breasts, rubbing my nipples, softly pinching them, oh, this was getting hot. And, well, it was feeling pretty nice.

April was partly over me as she began kissing my neck, then just moved down, moved her mouth right to my nipple. Then, she took it in her mouth and began to suck.

Wow. My boobs were too small for me to be able to suck my own nipples. So, it had never happened to me before. I always thought that it would more or less just feel nice. Oh, it felt wonderful. I started easing her shirt up and she just stopped to sit up, she reached across and pulled it off, undid her bra and tossed it on the floor, then raised her butt and pulled her shorts and panties right off together.

I looked at her pretty body, so fresh and young and sexy, and pulled the rest of my own clothes right off as well.

When we lay back down in each other's arms, the sense was electric wherever our skin touched. We kissed again, then April got up and moved down, pulling my legs open and dipping her head down.

The first swipe of her tongue along the lips of my pussy were just stunning.

"Omigod, that feels so hot," I said as shivers went through me with each lick. I knew about doing sixty-nine, so I pulled her legs around, telling her that I wanted to do her, too, and we were soon over each other, head-to-toe, licking, sucking and tonguing each other's hot, wet pussies.

Then, from below, we heard, "April, I'm home. Come help me put away the groceries."

"Shit, it's my mom, quick," and we pulled on our teeshirts and got our panties and shorts on and went down to help her put away the grocery shopping. I was hoping that her mom wouldn't notice my red face and we were soon done with the chore and off to my house next door.


Chapter 2

As we walked through the family room on the way to the stairs leading to my bedroom, April was leading the way. My brother, Mike, two years older than we were, was slouched on the sofa watching television as my very best friend turned to him and pulled up her teeshirt, flashing her bare boobs at him.

Now, I knew she had the hots for my brother, I just never expected her to do something quite this bold or daring. But, we were both pretty sexed-up from our fun up in her room and, no doubt, that must have emboldened her.

She just kept walking as he shouted, jumping up, "Hey, April, let me see those again," as we went up to my room, she turned and called back, "Not until we see your dick, Mike," and closed the door behind us and giggled.

He knocked at my door and asked for me to open it up which I did. There was my brother, Mike, standing there with his dick sticking out of his shorts.

"Okay? There it is, now do I see your boobs again?"

"Well, come on in, yeah, I guess a deal is a deal" April told him and she pulled off her teeshirt and stood there as my brother stood there with his dick out.

It was the first one I'd really seen and it was larger than I expected. My brother was sixteen so I knew it would be bigger, of course, than the boys I had babysat. The oldest of them that I'd seen was ten and his dick was pretty small. He did get an erection as I was reading him a bedtime story, though, I could see it poking up. My brother's was much larger and quite erect.

"What about you, Nicole?"

"Me? She's the one that made the offer, not me. Forget it."

"But you're getting to see my dick."

"Well, I didn't ask you to show it to me."

Then April piped in with, "Oh, come on, Nicole, they're just boobs. He sees just about all of them when you wear that orange bikini of yours." She was talking about a bikini I had that my mom didn't know about, one that I put on at the pool. I'll bet you can guess why.

So, I pulled off my teeshirt and stood there in my bra and shorts. April had left her house without her bra on, it was still on the floor in her room where she'd discarded it when we were making out.

April reached back and undid my bra, then pulled the front down, so I just let her take it all the way off.

Now, April and I are pretty, she has medium-length blond hair that's usually in a ponytail, we're both the same height, five-three, and weigh within three pounds of each other, I'm one-twelve, and, what you've been waiting for, she's a definite B-cup and fills it rather nicely, I'm in an A-cup bra and fill it pretty tight.

We both are what you would call perky and she has these large pink, puffy nipples while mine are small and red and hard most of the time. We both are firm and solid and can jump up and down and they don't bounce at all.

Our pussies are both bare, we both started shaving there last year. I'm a brunette, shoulder-length hair that is shiny and straight.

So, we stood there looking at each other when April took my hand and pulled me onto my bed. Mike followed us and we began wrestling him, trying to hold him down.

"Let's get his pants off, Nic," she huffed as she held his shoulders down. I grabbed his shorts and pulled as hard as I could and down they came, right along with his briefs still inside. I got right back up over him as he struggled against us and was fighting him when he suddenly quit struggling.

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