Page 1 of Allure of the O'Neal Sisters

Preface

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Ayoung, naïve Payton O’Neal lay on musty-smelling Batman sheets in a room that had a very distinct boy smell. Logan Fischer lay on top of her, with only his boxer shorts on. Her top was long-forgotten on the floor and her shorts unbuttoned, revealing her pink panties.

“You are beautiful,” said Logan, the compliment coming just before a kiss above her bra.

A feeling of guilt crept into Payton’s stomach. This was her little sister’s crush and lab partner; maybe she shouldn’t be in his bedroom.

“Lilly would never have been brave enough to be in my bed.” Logan kissed her again as he played with the back of her bra in an attempt to undo it.

Logan, Lilly and Payton all happened to be in the same science class. Even though Logan was one year senior to Payton, he had failed science the year before. Lilly was two grades below him, but was advanced in sciences and moved into the class after the first semester.

Logan successfully unclasped Payton’s bra and greedily grabbed for her mini-breasts. Her heart leapt into her throat with excitement and nervousness, as she didn’t have a lot of bedroom experience. After a moment of fondling he moved to her shorts, pulling them down so she was left in only her panties. She could feel his hard penis through his boxers as he began to lightly rub against her leg while they kissed.

She thought her heart was going to beat out of her chest; this was going to be the farthest she had ever gone.

The noise from the party—the loud beat of the music and the laughter and shouting—crept its way down through the walls of the isolated basement bedroom. Payton already considered herself on the low side of the unseen, but very well known, popularity map of high school students. Logan happened to be on everyone’s radar, you could not go through a day without hearing mention of the senior football captain. And here Payton was making out with him. Happy and excited, Payton pushed her fear, wanting to fully be in the moment. Logan’s hand wandered south and found the insides of her panties, which she really was quite happy with. After all, it was Logan. She imagined telling her friends she made out with Logan. They all would be envious. Within seconds they were both naked.

“Logan, wait,” whispered Payton, her voice barely noticeable over the butterfly feeling that had taken over her body.

Not slowing down, Logan replied: “No worries, babe, no one will come down,” as he continued to kiss her.

Becoming aware of the situation she had put herself in, Payton bit the edge of her lip nervously and stammered: “I-I’m a virgin, I don’t know if I want to go all the way. Don’t be mad.”

Logan leaned over on his side with his penis fully erect. “Payton, I would never be mad.” He swiped her bangs off to the side as he caressed her shoulder. “I have a secret, too. I am also a virgin.” The lie slipped easily off Logan’s tongue, if he could roll his eyes he would. These girls were all the same; they all needed a little convincing and then they would do anything he asked.

This made Payton feel more comfortable, she never wanted to be that girl who lost her v-card to some guy who just wanted sex.

While looking around the room, as she thought about her options, Logan softly turned her head toward him. “I love hanging out with you but you are turning into a huge tease.” His eyes, big and pleading, burned into hers, making her feel that he was worthy of her virginity.

Payton should have listened to him more carefully, but she only heard one thing—that he loved her. She didn’t want to let him down, so she whispered, “Okay.” Her body shook a little, but Logan did not seem to notice. Before she had a chance to brace herself, he entered her. A tiny, shocked scream escaped her mouth. She knew it would hurt a little, but oh my God!

He took her scream as a sign of pleasure and began to thrust into her harder. With each thrust he grunted, her legs remaining wrapped around his.

“Oh yeah, babe. That’s it.” He kept his face forward, looking at a poster that served as his headboard. His hips began to twist into hers as his pace increased.

Payton forced out reassuring moans to match his grunts, while staring up at him awkwardly. Just get through this time and it will feel better. Sex was nothing like she had imagined it would be. After about five fast, hard pumps Logan was done, squirting a wet mess inside of her, leaving her womanhood damp and sticky.

Logan gave her a kiss just before hopping off the bed and stretching slightly. He didn’t even glance at her when he said, “You were great.”

Is this what it was like to lose one’s virginity? She didn’t feel any different. Payton touched her hand to the wetness between her legs; it was warm, sticky and gross, with a strange smell.

“Here.” Logan threw her a miniature towel to clean up with as he began to dress.

“Um, thanks.” Payton cleaned herself up as best as she could and rushed to get dressed so she could catch up to him. “Logan?” He turned around from the mirror he was using to fix his already set hair. “Shouldn’t you have used a condom?” Payton knew it sounded dumb, asking this after the fact, but it didn’t cross her mind before.

“Don’t worry, babe. We don’t have to worry because of the pill.” And with that he left her standing in the bedroom alone, as he went upstairs to join the party. What he said made sense, if she were on the pill.

Entering the main level, she could feel people’s eyes on her and a low murmur of whispers. All of a sudden her moment did not seem so magical, and she began to feel nauseated. Where she stood she could see into the kitchen. Logan had his arm around another girl as he was making a drink. She thought to herself that maybe if she had been better at sex, Logan would be making her a drink right now. She would have to practice, then the next time they slept together it would be so off-the-chart he would crave more and have to come back to her. After all, it was her first time, how would she have known what to do? And she would have to ask Lilly what she should do with that other problem. Her sister was the sensible, practical one. She always had the right answer.

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Payton tried totackle her problem the next day by discussing it with Lilly, however, her sister was a little distracted.

“Logan is the biggest jerk ever!” Lilly complained to her sister, hugging her teddy bear as both girls sat on her princess bed.

“All he wants are my answers. He tried to get me to sleep with him and lied about being a virgin. I heard that he slept with two random girls at his party last night. Virgin my ass! Does he think I’m stupid?” Lilly clenched her teddy bear tighter to her chest as she let out her frustration.

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