The Blender
Copyright© 2024 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 16: Road Work
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 16: Road Work - [NOTE: NEW EDITION AVAILABLE, SEE "THE BLENDER (REVISED) 2025.] An unusual family with three brothers and three sisters from 9 to 17 years old. Circumstances force the oldest two, step-siblings, both 17, male and female, to share a bed. Proximity fuse has been lit! At least the younger four (2 boys, 2 girls) are in separate bedrooms. First kisses. First times. There's trouble before the middle sister's Sweet 16 party, and worse trouble after.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa Fa/ft Teenagers Consensual Romantic Teen Siren Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Anal Sex First Masturbation Oral Sex Squirting Nudism
Years earlier, Val was standing on the sidewalk in front of their house. In middle school, there had been a unit on competitive running, and she discovered her love of the sport. But there was a problem. She felt nervous, though, running on her own being only 12 at the time.
On the sidewalk, she was waiting for Abel Santos. He lived down the street, and she’d seen him running down their street at a set time every afternoon. And there he was! Val put her arms wide to block him.
“Abel! Wait, I need to ask you something. Why are you passing here every day like this?”
“It’s conditioning. My coach recommended it. I’m a midfielder on my school’s football team, which means I’m running like 8 kilometers in a game. I’m trying to build up my stamina, uh, Valerie.”
“Just Val, please. OK, you mean soccer and 5 miles, speaking American. Do you go to St. John’s? OK. Abel, I want you to help me, it’s really important. Can I go with you on your runs? I just worry while running by myself, I only weigh, let me think, 30 kilos. I wouldn’t be able to defend myself from some asshole.”
“You know what? My mother would never forgive me if I didn’t help you feel safe. Let’s go together.”
Val and Abel became running partners from then on. He was the same age, and they enjoyed a friendly and casual relationship. Right away, he showed Val a better route for their four mile daily run. No longer was she passing the convenience store, where the creepy high school guys loitered so they could beg older customers to buy them beer and cigarettes. Instead, he showed her the trail into the open space district, where they could run on the soft pine needles in the little grove of evergreens.
As time went on, Val learned more about her companion. Abel’s family were immigrants from the Portuguese territory of the Azores islands in the North Atlantic Ocean. The Santos family all had legal status in the US, but he didn’t know why, and neither he nor Val cared. Abel did speak Portuguese as well as English. Every so often Val would be entertained when he used words in unusual ways.
About 18 months after they started, Val answered the door with pain evident on her face.
“I can’t run today, I’m having cramps.”
“What did you eat?”
“No, Abel, cramps. Jeez. I’m insulted. Go home and ask your mother. Good bye!” Val shut the door in his face.
The next day, at the usual time, Abel rang the doorbell. Val, still feeling bad, opened the door. He held out a little bouquet.
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