NINA'S NEAT NIPPLES (futa, f, incest--a bit slow)

Story by misfit446

This IS a multi part story, reworked again from normals to FUTA!!! I have chosen a pic for Roma, the futa sister. Anyone want to put a pic up for Nina???? I'll leave that up to you. Will get other parts out when I can.

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NINA’S NEAT NIPPLES

I was sitting in my room listening to some iTunes on my computer when the door burst open. My sister, Nina, walked right up to me and set down her digital camera that she got for Christmas last year.

“Here. I need your help,” she said. My jaw dropped. Let me explain. My name is Roma. I am seventeen years old. I am almost out of high school, thank God! Anyway, a year after I was born, being the only child, the ‘special’ baby, Nina came along. I got overshadowed a bit when she hogged the spotlight. So I grew up more independent than most. I could play by myself, read and study by myself, etc. My parents doted on Nina so much that she needed to be helped all the time.

As we grew older, I shied away from her, but she always found me. She would follow me, try and play with me, sit next to me, trying to do anything she could to, what I thought then was to, “bother” me. We would fight all the time. It got so bad that I just stayed in my room with the door locked once I hit junior high. She’d call out my name, bang on the door, sit and cry in the hallway outside the door for hours. I didn’t care. I put on my headset and listened to my walkman (later an iPod—THANK GOD FOR GEEKS!!!). I really hated her. She just bothered me.

When I hit high school, things changed a bit. With the hormones coursing through my veins, I began to see girls. Lots of ‘em. All shapes and sizes, all colors, all everything. Wow! A smorgasbord of sex. Being independent though, I really didn’t date much. How could I? With now constant erections, well, mother always said, girls didn’t go out like that. So I didn’t do much but play on the computer, read or jack off. There were a few adventurous girls, a few movies. I did get my first blowjob from Petra Swenson as she stroked my thirteen inch thick cock. She really loved my uncut head, sliming ice cream into my tender shroud and sucking it out. She thought that was fun. I thought it was fucking stupid, but since I didn’t get much action, I’d probably take a pin shoved into my cock if I’d get that blowjob. Well, maybe. That’s about it. I really didn’t excel at any sports so gave up trying. I just had good grades. But even the “brainy” people didn’t notice me much and there were several prime, USDA grade A nerd cunt that I really want to hit. One, very plain with a body of a porn star. I wish I was in her place. To have a body you accepted, to be looked at and desired, to have friends.

When Nina hit high school, I was sixteen and again was overshadowed by the ‘new’ girl. I was not Roma Smith anymore. I was “Nina’s sister”. She volunteered for all sorts of things, pep rallies, drama club, even tried out for the cheerleading squad. She didn’t make it but she still made the “in” crowd. All the jocks hovered all over her. She was like the queen bee. She knew who to talk with, what to say and how to act. She was perfect in the social setting. Something I never really learned. I was “Nina’s older sister”. The wall flower, the shy one. The one who spoke few words. The one who would rather be a hermit than be at a party. Yeah, right! I was torn up inside. I guess some of it was self pity. I admit it. I wanted to belong. I wanted to be asked to the parties, hell, even to hear about them! I would have crashed them if I could. But I usually only heard about a party in the past tense on Monday morning at school about how totally awesome it was, and who kissed who and the lies of blowjobs and sex. SEX!

In my junior year, now, I am not that much better. Yeah, I go to a few parties now. Usually with of one of the “in” crowd chicks that I had practically begged to go with me. I usually got the dregs of the girls. I think my sister had something to do with secretly helping me out. Not that I’m complaining! I got to go to a few parties, have a few beers, a few secret kisses, and I began to feel good about myself. Well, I was feeling better, anyway.

Last Saturday night Joe Bancroft had a party. He was a lineman on the football team. Big, VERY BIG guy but like a big pooh bear really. That was Nina’s pet name for him. His parents were out of town. He and Nina were currently dating. I got asked because, you guessed it, I was “Nina’s sister”. Gillian Vance asked me if I would go with her. I had my driver’s license so that was a plus. I got the courage and asked my Dad for the car. He beamed and said “Sure honey, have a good time. No drinking. But there are lots of things to have fun with at parties,” handed me the keys and guffawed loudly as he walked away.

Cool! I raced over to Gillian’s and pic

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