Friend-turned-Sister

Sister: ‘Kor! I’m home. This is Xinni. Her sister is just following her here.’

I gestured an ‘OK’ sign to her without turning away from my computer, stuck in a web-conference. The sensible girls left me along and went into my sister’s room after a short orientation around my house. The meeting ended after an hour and it was only then I had the time to introduce myself proper.

Me: ‘Hey girls. Sorry I didn’t get your names earlier. I’m J.’
Xinni: ‘I’m Xinni, and she’s Wanni.’
Wanni: ‘Hi.. ‘

I waved casually to them and went into my room opposite them, unbuttoning my white shirt after the meeting. Though it was weird wearing a berms with a formal top, there was nothing more relieving than to get over the serious talk.

Wanni: ‘Umm.. excuse me.’

Turning around in my unbuttoned state with an iPhone in my hand, the petite girl in black denim shorts and a white spaghetti crop top appeared undisturbed.

Me: ‘Yeah?’
Wanni: ‘You want to get dinner together? The girls are hungry.’
Me: ‘Can! Let me change my pants first.’

Her body leaned against the door frame and did not seem awkward. I could understand what a girl her age have seen and just proceeded to remove my berms, changing into a pair of black pants. In a moment’s time, I had my wallet and phone stuck into the pockets, watching Wanni’s chest rise as she saw my complete gentleman’s look.

Wanni: ‘Wear so nice go tabao food ah?’
Me: ‘There is no such thing as overdressed la. Let’s go.’

We quietly left the house and took the stairs, since we only had to cover three floors. The walk to the kopitiam was a slow but interesting one, as she quickly chose a topic about relationships. Although she was attached, her boyfriend belonged to the unprepared one, devoting most of his time to games and partying. As for me, other than telling her I was attached, she was thew one doing most of the talking.

Returning home with three large plastic bags worth of fingerfood, there were no lack of thank yous and screaming, spoiling them with Singapore’s best street food. Wanni joined me in the living room while the girls ate, and it was hard not to eye the long legs that stuck out of her shorts. To get the cinematic mood going, most of the lights were off while HBO was on. Just imagine how romantic that was.

Wanni: ‘When was the last time you had sex?’
Me: ‘Wah. About two weeks ago. She went overseas after I finish my reservist. You?’

She only gave me a smile and slid the chicken off the satay stick in one move, placing the oily stick into a plastic bag. I wasn’t eating a lot then and could fall completely on my back when she leaned over for a kiss. In my attempt to dodge her, her chest accidentally planted onto mine.

Wanni: ‘Wei.. why you siam?’
Me: ‘How I know what you doing?’
Wanni: ‘Haha. Idiot leh you. Come up.’

We laughed in sync as we sat upright again, this time trapping myself by holding her hands. She literally pounced on me from the front and straddled herself over my lap, grinding her groin as she cupped my ears. My tongue automatically responded to her passionate kisses along with my primal instinct, almost letting my hormones loose.

She never let me shake her off and even guided my hands to her breasts, squeezing them to demonstrate how she liked it. I just keep massaging her soft B cups till she went to unzip it. Now, in the openness of the living room, I was attacking her nipples without any top on and the volume of her moans went up.

Me (whispering): ‘Shhh! Softer!’

A pair of giggling voices from my sister’s room got my attention and I couldn’t react to the two heads watching us, hands over their own mouths as the frolicking happened. Wanni moved away from my lap after some time and just stripped her shorts off. She helped me undo my pants in my frozen state and only when my dick was out, she realised her sister watching.

Wanni (shouting): ‘You two go back inside.’
Sister: ‘Kor.. oh horrrr!’
Me: ‘Eh eh eh! Don’t sabo hor!’

The bigger girl of the two (my sister) brought Xinni closer and all Wanni could do was to hop onto my groin. Hastily sitting down on my cock, most of our genitals were blocked.

Wanni (shouting): ‘Go away la.’

I sat up and hugged her body tight, before turning sideways to drop her on the couch. Pinning my weight on her, there was no escape as my hips started humping, squishing loudly into her wet pussy. I had to turn her head towards me to keep her from being distracted by the two, whom had gone quiet and came closer to watch.

One of Wanni’s legs were raised to her chest so I could ram deeper, making her moan in front of her innocent sister.

Wanni (hoarse voice): ‘You are so fucking deep!’
Me (calmly): ‘I know.’

Proceeding to close her legs towards the TV, we changed into doggy with our sisters standing motionless in front of her.

Wanni (moaning): ‘What are you looking at?’
Xinni: ‘Jie.. is it painful?’
Wanni (panting): ‘Yes.. very.. ‘

I slammed my hips harder into her ass and she groaned out of control. My determined body never slowed down as her vagina got tighter.

Wanni (moaning): ‘Fuck me deep J! It’s coming again!’
Xinni (whispering): ‘That is pain meh?’
Sister: ‘Shhh.. ‘

The next few minutes solely consist of just pure orgasms and noisy grunts from her, receiving the full impact of my violent thrusts. Her arms gradually retracted into a ninety degree bend and before I could figure her out, she had shoved my butt onto my leather couch.

Seating on her calves, her ass stuck out sexily over my groin and my meat stick magically appeared and disappeared into her.

Wanni (snarling): ‘You want to make me pai seh right? Huh?!’

Slapping noises came from our sweaty contact and the demonic side of her surfaced. She was raging with vengenance, but my sensitive cock couldn’t decipher it as ‘punishment’.

She slanted her body enough to expose our private parts, continuing to ride me in reverse cowgirl. Dirty moans came together with her non-stop rubbing of her clit, making me feel the wrath of her natural contractions. I totally felt like a male pornstar when she fondled my balls in front of their eyes, showing them the method to fuck a guy.

As she slowed down her body movements on top of me, I took the chance to grab her waist and jabbed my cock upwards. Sensing her vaginal muscles tearing apart, I pound right into her and lengthened her incoming orgasm. The regret came almost immediately when I passed my safety point, spiralling into limbo as my mind went white.

Me (groaning): ‘I’m shooting now!’

She did a little hop just in time for my dick to flick against her pubic region, and let her jerked the load out of me. Hot, sticky semen flew across the air and clung onto her belly. The only logical thing to do to squeeze her trembling boobs to ‘return’ her favour, and let her feel some pain.

Needless to say, we was drained after cumming and I fell on my back, with her joining me shortly after.

Sister: ‘Kor. I bring Xinni back to the room first.’

The two of us tiredly separated to get our clothes back on, and satisfied our other ‘hunger’. As the night came, Wanni went home with her sister but not before we exchanged numbers, so we could play outside on our own.

As for my sister, she didn’t say a word when she snuggled with me on the sofa after sending them downstairs. A type of cuddle we had never done before. Was she traumatised by what she saw? Or just disappointed in me?

Sister (whispering): ‘Kor. Do you feel good inside Wanni?’
Me: ‘Alright I guess. We both feel good ba.’
Sister: ‘Then can you make me feel good too?’

Her hand went over my thin sleeping shorts and gave my cock a squeeze, quickly turning it erect in her grasp. The long duration of my silence was her perceived signal to continue, and we joined as one in the comfort of her bed.

Unlike with Wanni, it was sensual between us, and there were no loud, forceful actions. Just slow, graceful strokes that sent her groaning deeply over and over again. This time, my cum landed on her face as she requested, for her to taste and feel the texture in her mouth.

Sister (whispering): ‘Thank you kor.’

That sentence never left my head as she repeated it each time after sex, helping me feel less guilty and more of ‘doing a favour’ than what the law defines underage, incestuous relationships as.

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