” So it was done, Annabelle married William and the first night was a nightmare, when William entered her for the first time he found, to his eve...lasting pleasure and pride, his bride was a virgin, her hymen was intact, but it was so hard to deflower her and he so inept, that the next morning her body was a mass of pain. Nothing had prepared her to the hurt of a night of “lovemaking”. William rough body and manners, him mauling her breasts and other parts of her body had nothing to do with. "Hurry" the voice barked and she held it aloft like a trophy. "You know where it goes - do it now", the girl felt for the lube and plucked at the lid so that she could ease it's entry "NO LUBE - useless sluts don't have the right to use lube - push it in and do it now"! Her strangled cry filled the room and a sneer crossed his face "never again will you cross me slut - am I right"? "Oh yes, yes my Master never". The pain was intense and she dared not move, it was the largest one that he had. She knew about Melissa, but didn't seem to care. "Hun, I'm going to Houston on business, I'll be back next week," I yelled to Melissa. "I'll miss you lover," she said. The week passed slowly, life was always slow without Melissa. I came back to our house aching for sex. "Melissa, I'm home!" I called as I entered the door. "Hey der bab," a woman echoed. She appeared from the kitchen dressed in a wife-beater T-shirt and white cotton panties. It wasn't Melissa though, who was this woman. Her. ARBY. The story is about twin brother and sister who develop secondary sexual characteristics of the opposite sex. The rest you should read yourself. Comments can be posted to [email protected] errorThis is a brief story of what happened to me and my sister, years ago.In 1977 me and my twin sister Melissa were born. We both were just ordinary children, nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary. I grew up with the guys in the street, playing cowboy and that kind of games. Melissa was just.