Tag: sister

Categories
Texts

Knitted Too Closely

You could say that I wasn’t actually thinking, when I made out with the figure lying next to me in bed. The glasses of wine I had at my sister’s best friend’s wedding rendered me so weak, that I didn’t do anything else but stripped down to my boxers the moment I stepped into my room.

I couldn’t have asked for more when I felt her hand going into my boxers, holding my half-erection so gently in her palm while stroking it slowly. Like the gentleman I was, I reciprocated by running my fingers up her arm, until I confirmed the absence of any bra. Cupping my hand on her ample bosom, I gave it a squeeze before my index and thumb located the nipple, where I rolled them carefully in my fingers.

Hearing the moans in my ear, that could be the best thing that happened that night. I slid my hand lower down her body just when she started jerking me quicker, forcing exasperated groans out of me at the same time I pushed my middle finger into her clit.

The both of us just moaned and twitched as our lust for each other intensified, signal being the erratic and uncontrollable shivers she got during an orgasm.

Like clockwork, her legs went over my legs and I automatically laid flatter on the bed, leaving her to put my manhood where it belonged – inside her pussy. I remembered smiling ever so slightly when I found my cock buried in the narrow, but relaxed vagina, fitting so ever snuggly around my hardened rod.

When she began grinding her hips on me, I felt more relaxed than ever, having no other job to do except to enjoy the ride. I didn’t feel much anywhere else except on my cock, where her vaginal walls tightened and loosened, as orgasms came and went for about two times.

At one point, her warm, sweat-covered chest touched mine and I lazily rolled us over, so she could take a breather under me. I didn’t even lift my body up when my hips started ramming, right up the pussy that I was forcing apart with each thrust.

I couldn’t have expected the moans, that sounded so sexy and implorable, to drive me even crazier. I grabbed her ankles and held them wider, while twerking my waist even harder. In time, her legs broke free of my grip and locked itself around me, causing me to lose control in an unbelievably tight hole.

My body just kept pounding her, getting more violent with each orgasm she received. When it was time to unload my seeds, I called out my demise and tried to raise myself away from her, only to roll over sideways, still trapped between her legs.

In the confusion to break free from her, she managed to roll us back into the cowgirl position, where she rode the cum out of me. Nonetheless, I held nothing back when I ejaculated my full load into her suction-type pussy, pinning my hopes on the effectiveness of the morning-after pill we would definitely need to get.

Once the deed was done, she got off my cock and pulled the blanket over me, leaving me to go back to sleep almost immediately.

The next morning, I woke up with a completely clear mind, possibly due to the alcohol and sex that drained me thoroughly. After a sumptuous breakfast, my plan to tidy my room was interrupted by my sister, who needed to go to the clinic.

For a morning-after pill.

Categories
Texts

Twice Daily

I almost couldn’t believe how drunk I was when I woke up to a tight, mushy gap going over my dick, trembling as hard as my thighs were to the surprise entry. The chains around my limbs held me down as I struggled against the unwanted penetration, to no avail. Even the blindfolds over my eyes were impossible to shake free, letting whoever to do what they want, without the risk of exposure.

Besides the two girls I was drinking with earlier, I could never imagine anyone else that daring or crazy to do this. Couldn’t they, or whoever she was, just ask me for sex?

‘Miko?’

‘YES!’

(While I groaned) ‘Who.. who is that.. riding me?’

‘Someone you like very much.’

‘WHO?! Please tell.. ahh.. me.. ahh.. shit!’

I could barely hold onto my words as my cock was milked to a pulp, by a vagina so tight I regretted fantasising to. With my movements limited by the precisely-measured chains, there were little I could do except to moan for my life, as the girl atop me rocked faster and faster.

The loud clanging of chains, coupled with the exasperated breathing of the girl, threw everything I had in mind, off. Which girl of a mother would be that wild to fuck a man in restraints? Apart from the few dirty words she muttered, my eyes were rolling white behind the blindfolds, wishing that she would know when to stop.

Just like how the ‘rape’ started, the break came unexpectedly for her to swap her pussy for her mouth, that was equally menacing once I experienced how deep she could take me. ALL, all of me slid over her tongue and continued down her throat, where erratic contractions gave me a hint of the depth.

There was no way I would miss how quickly her nose bumped against my belly, piercing into her mouth so seamlessly without a gag. Though it was a different entry-point into her body, that relentless deep throat soon felt agonising, as she hit my soft spot over and over again, even smiling (I could sense a little of that) as warm saliva dribbled down my balls.

‘Miko! Please stop her.. please.. ‘

‘Cumming?’

‘No.. but.. ‘

Her breakaway from my cock only frightened me more, proving me right when the familiarly, super-soaked pussy descended upon me again.

(whisper) ‘ask.. he is ready.. ‘

(Miko asked) ‘Are you ready?’

‘NO!’

‘Sure doesn’t seem like it! Just go.’

Even after being inside her for longer than I wanted, she was still as tight, but wetter this time. It was from that moment I had this vision where I was looking at myself from the ceiling, jaws dropped, murmuring nonsense as an unseen figure rode me crazy.

It felt like a long time later, when I finally felt my balls scrounged up, ready to explode if she slowed down a little. That urge came and extended beyond my limits, to the still-ongoing cowgirl fucking me so hard.

‘MI.. MIKO! I’M GONNA CUM!’

‘NOW? LIKE RIGHT NOW?’

‘If she.. ahh.. if she slows down.. ‘

‘Don’t stop! Keep going!’

(I cried out) ‘NO! I’ll go crazy if you do that! PLEASE!’

All of a sudden, the girl left my throbbing cock and a pair of hands went around it, clutched in a praying-stance. It was after a minute when I groaned in extreme demise, that my blindfold came loose, wriggling down my eyes to the mystery slut.

And there Miko was, holding one hand over her eyes while using the other to squeeze her breast. How could I not recognise the girl whose hands I was spraying cum all over? How could I ever understand her motive for doing it, to her own brother?

One hand at a time, she raised her cum-covered fingers to her mouth, licking, slurping them off hungrily. After that, she bent over to take me into her mouth again, sipping up any that missed her hands.

Miko finally took her hand away from Hayley’s eyes, and revealed that blank, silly gaze in my direction.

‘Hehe. Yum.’

Nothing else, but those two words. Miko then whispered something to her and she reacted instantly, climbing over my erection again.

(Miko commanded) ‘Gently this time. Like your brother.’

No matter how gentle she was, I could not stop resenting Miko. She had found a way to make my sister ride me in any way she desired, depriving me of any morality when I came a second time inside her. And yet, I was still hard.

Like the bitch she is, Miko ‘hopped’ onto my dick for a ride, fucking me and herself until I fired blanks into her. Guess who did the cleaning up for both our expended genitals?

‘If you want to know what I did to her, you take this.’

A bluish, gel-like pill popped into view, a risk I took just to know what she did to my sister. Ten minutes into the Q&A, my vision became sharper, but body no longer in my control.

‘This.. is what I did to her.’

Miko freed me from the chains and politely asked me to fuck Hayley, in her virgin ass. Using the bottle of lube she provided, my body obeyed her instructions and fell over her petite figure. She raised her legs so high up that my fingers knew what to do once I saw that tiny, little pinkish hole.

Right after some anal-fingering came my dick, which forced itself into her no matter how long it took. In the end, the monster she created out of me, pillaged my sister’s poor asshole until she was crying, and laughing at the same time.

Thankfully, my body collapsed before I could cum. And Miko was no longer interested after that. Right before she left, she whispered something into her ear, as well as mine.

(Miko whispered) ‘If you don’t fuck her at 11pm daily, she will die.’

That threat, couldn’t be more damaging as my dick would rise at 11pm sharp, growing especially attracted to my sister like she was to me.

For the nights that followed, I would instinctively visit her at that time, unload what I have into her pussy, and she would come to me daily at 11am, to fuck a load out of me. Each time, only one of us would be willing partners, but we knew exactly why we were doing it.

Given what was done to us, 11am, would also be the time she took her pills day after day. We have never left each other’s side, or insides, for that matter.

Categories
Texts

Sister’s Chance

Halfway through a movie on Netflix at 1am, I got up to answer the frantic knocking on the front door, whom I had expected to be my sister coming home after a night of clubbing. In the arms of a man I did not recognise, was her semi-conscious body, which he was more than happy to leave in my care. Her small, petite figure was wrapped in a tight, body-hugging, navy blue mini dress that flared at her thighs, an outfit even I felt embarrassed to see her go out in.

‘Thanks’, was all the man said once I took her from him, before kicking the door close to put her on the sofa. Reeking of alcohol and muttering inaudible nonsense, I fetched a glass of warm water and went right back to my show, which honestly, I had forgotten the front part of.

A few minutes of peacefulness was all I got before she stirred awake, climbing towards me in the darkness of the living room.

‘hey baby.. you are just going to leave me there?’, she whispered those words suggestively as she lowered her shoulder straps, where of course, I reminded her that she was back home and that I am her brother. Five seconds later, she unzipped the back of her dress and lowered it enough to expose her strapless tube bra.

‘kor? am I really home?’, she asked in disbelief. ‘Yes’, I replied, one hand trying to put her back down on the sofa so she might sleep it off. Instead, she crawled into my arms (I was slouching) and dozed off on my chest, a position I didn’t mind since I could still watch my movie.

Suddenly, I felt a hand moving over my crotch, going as far as ‘inside’ of it, for a grope of my manhood. ‘Hey hey hey! Stop moving!’, I had to call out no matter what. Not only did she start massaging the tip of my cock, she whispered, ‘why? can’t your little sister please the one man she loved so much?’

I was certain she thought I was someone else until she spoke in a more serious tone, about the men she slept with. She was looking for me in them, but to no avail. It was at that point I felt responsible, and guilty for her. Whatever I did, however I acted, left an impression on her that she decided was the ideal type for her. If not for alcohol and the situation we were in, I wouldn’t have known all of that.

While my mind was piecing her words together, her hand had gone around my dick, stroking it so sensually like, she wanted to pamper it so much. A tug on my boxers brought them down to my thighs, where she had more leeway to pump my little head more gracefully. It didn’t take long for her mouth to go around it, kissing, licking, and sucking it with more love than I have ever seen from her.

Somehow, things were beginning to make sense. Her openness about sending changing room selfies to me, frequently asking me out for drinks, wearing skimpy clothing when no one else was around, I just wasn’t the type of brother to fantasise in that direction.

‘look how big you are for me.. Mmm.. ‘, she went back to sucking as soon as she said that, pushing herself deeper each time. I was groaning softly in exasperation by the time I realised how far she was taking me down her throat. In her bent-over, doggystyle blowjob, I easily reached for her ass and attempted to pull her panties down, but there was none.

‘Wen wen.. did you.. him.. tonight?’, I already had an answer I wanted to hear when I asked that. And luckily, ‘no.. I didn’t want him. I just wanted to come home to you. I think I told him that I wanted to fuck my brother.. and he freaked out.. ‘

I understood why he was in such a hurry to rid her. After another five minutes of mind-blowing deep throat, she left a ten-second long gag to drive me crazy before pulling her mouth away. Seeing my hot, little sister lying on her back with her long legs spread apart, I could only turn to her and try to locate that gap in the dark.

She helpfully guided the tip in and clenched her fists around my wrists, as I put the rest of the six inches in. ‘Finally.. ‘, she moaned when I buried the last of it inside her. Things went really violent after that point, with my hips slamming so hard on her ass, forcing all of me into her wet hole. No matter how wide she spread, or tightly she tucked her legs together, I was too big for her. Her rolled, white eyes, subtle grin of bliss, desperate, voiceless screams, I was falling for her beyond sibling-love.

‘kor.. i.. let me turn.. slow down.. ‘, those were said as dirty, juicy noises resonated in the foreground of the sounds from the TV. We managed to get her into doggystyle after a while, but she soon realised that it was a worse position to be fucked in. In the sense she was able to feel more of my shaft getting dragged along her slippery vaginal walls.

In the end, she had to mask her moans in the cushion while I pounded her fiercely, venting my guilt in the hopes of making it up to her, for all the men she had went through to find ‘me’. When she stuck her arms backwards to stop me, I grabbed them and picked her off the couch, wading towards her bedroom right across mine.

Her face fell first into the bed and the rest of her body, and mine, remained on the floor, humping away in standing doggy. I lost grip of her hands when she twisted them away, to launch herself onto the bed so she could escape. In an almost-angry manner, she shoved me away and put herself on the floor, between me and the length of the bed, just to pull me by MY cock into her mouth.

As quickly as it started, her hands around my bum forced me deep into her throat where she face-fucked me with some assistance. My hardness only got stiffer as I watched her familiar, spiteful look, eager to get back at me for weakening her so badly. Sad to say, she was winning the ‘fight’.

In under three minutes of the relentless deep throat, I was groaning and shaking on my feet, for the ejaculate she controlled the moment I told her. Stroking my cock impatiently at her mouth, I was treated to the sight of strong, powerful spurts of cum coating her tongue, sticking atop her mouth, and gathering in abundance of her perfect lips.

To tease me even further, she sucked me thoroughly for everything I had, before throwing her head back to swallow it all. I had nothing more in me by then, and slumped onto her bed breathless. As I rested, she left the room for a few minutes before coming back with the glass of water I brought for her.

‘This is for me?’, she asked. ‘Who else?’, I answered with my eyes closed. She shut the door and turned the air-conditioner on, taking a gulp of water before going down on her knees to suck me off again, this time with warmth that soothed my nerves really well.

As soon as I got a little hard, she climbed over my hips and put me back inside her. Since she drained everything out of me, she knew better than to do the work (riding) that lasted for a good, long time. That cunning glances she threw at me, told me of the delight she took in my agony, right up to the moment she laid her bare chest on mine.

‘I’m going to have all of you inside me this time’, I couldn’t believe how slutty that sounded. Amidst my feeble struggle for the unthinkable, her athletic routine took command until the very end, where her unexpectedly, trained pussy milked me for what I didn’t have, to be deposited at her baby-maker.

The rest of the night was a blur when I woke up in her bed the next morning, to my family having breakfast in the living room. You can only imagine how relieved I was when my dad complimented me on how I put my sister in MY bed so she wouldn’t puke in her bed.

As soon as my parents left for work, it was us alone in the house again, starting from the kitchen when she took over the dishes I was washing, so I could be doing her instead.

Let’s just say that I never really had a ‘soft’ moment in the house since that night, and no one understood why my sister and I remained single for the past three years, and counting.

Categories
Texts

Closed-door Affair

Once again, I was woken up, by the slow and carefully dragging of the cashmere blanket I recently bought, followed by the unhurried movements to undo the only button on my briefs. Two fingers, then clamped my semi-hard erection to aim it through the slit in those boxers I slept nightly in. As I felt my foreskin rolling down, the coldness of the room caused my teeth to shut tightly together.

What came next, was soothing to say the least. No one would mistaken, the warmth and softness of lips going over, and down the peaking wood. A nimble, glib tongue flicked at its tip, moving in circles, before resting comfortable under the length of the then-fully erected member. The minute that passed, felt like an eternity, as it thickened sideways, and stretched upwards.

As much as I hate to enjoy the experience, it was hard to resist, the slippery ascend and descend of those pink lips I have seen too many times, anatomy etched so deeply in my mind, over the nights that such has occured.

‘hey’, a whisper I knew better to keep mum at, only took a second to go away. It was the occasional cue, to check if I was awake. And rightfully speaking, I wasn’t.

Not even my eyes, would take a peep through those eyelids I could easily part. It was a dream, a perfect one without any faces, for the better or worse. That night, I received more than I had expected. The up-down motion, lubricated by saliva, driven by lust, went on for longer than my body could handle.

There was no need to guess, for I knew, for I couldn’t help but worry, about how tight it felt down there. Blood was depleted everywhere, to plump up that muscular organ, thinning the bare skin that was giving it its shape.

At last, it was over. I sensed the mattress sinking, rising, before sinking again, for a series of maneuvers my imaginative mind couldn’t comprehend. What’s taking so long? I asked myself.

A pair of lips touched the sensitive tip again, but it didn’t split like earlier. Instead, my rock-hard cock had to do that, to pry apart a gap I never expect, nor wanted, to be in. A long, moist, narrow fleshy opening worked its way down my elongated shaft, until it was an inch away from my torso.

I thought I heard a gasp, or not.

I hope it wasn’t me, though I was barely breathing.

It moved, not me, but it. Upwards unrestrained, then downwards, controlled. Again it went, faster, but still withheld. It wasn’t going to stop anytime soon, and it was coming closer to my body each time. As I had assumed, it wouldn’t be long, before it sat firmly on my groin, fully embedding my manhood inside.

I heard a sigh, a very, very relieving one.

‘sorry.. i’m so sorry.’

Those words were spoken loud enough for me to hear, but certainly insufficient to wake me. So it seemed, that my cock, the throbbing, twitching one in disbelief, would be ridden faster, harder, and deeper, to the point I was pushed into the bed.

A queef was heard, among the juicy noises of our wrongful intimacy. Was all lost? Was there nothing left holding back for? It had outright turned into full-fledged sex, comprising of a pussy, slamming on cock trapped deep within.

Was that half the body weight bouncing on my hips? I had expected more, but that was good. The moans of sex, gasps of pleasure, yelps of surprise, they helped me last longer.

Then it ended. My excitement was overwritten by discomfort. Being overly-sensitive at the summit, how could I not fear the sudden contractions, the rush of thick, viscous nectar, the impatience, the narcissistic domination, all well-expressed through the painful, violent strokes delivered on my hip bone.

Deafening exhalation, dirty slurping, kinky squeals, they were all picked up by my ears in the quiet, cooling room. The increasing ferocity got to me, with ensuing pauses and continuation of our unconventional contact.

Call it luck, or experience, that my eruption was detected before it came. The heavenly orifice left my pinnacle quicker than how it was devoured. Those relaxed, warmer lips then returned to my volcano, making one swift downward-stroke to hold it at a depth one would choke at.

The natural reflex, reflux, completed the circle to extract my elixir, shifting away as more poured down the esophagus. At the end, all but the little red head was exposed. I was sure some was gathered at the jaws.

And then it all flowed down my rod. Warm against the cold. Stickiness useless against the saliva that coated most of my cock. A tongue lapped some up, a few times from the bottom-up.

Back into my undies, the little one went. Soiled, tamed, and pleased. In seconds, I was alone in bed once again. A peck went over my forehead, nose, lips and finally, on the collapsing tepee of my briefs.

‘goodnight my little boy.’

‘goodnight.’

I whispered as the door swung shut without closing.

Categories
Texts

Loving Siblings

‘Eh kor. Do you have anything on today?’

‘Nope. Why?’

‘Oh. I’m going a classmate’s birthday party. And they say everyone must bring a plus one. As you know, I don’t have many guy friends.’

‘Must be a guy?’

‘Yeah lah. That’s the rule. Plus one person of the opposite sex.’

With three more hours to the party, I was rushed to take a quick shower and leave early so she could buy a new outfit for the event. As her partner for the day, I wasn’t too concerned about her choice of a men’s long sleeved checkered shirt, and shorts so short they didn’t seem to exist.

After a light dinner, we made our way to the chalet where about six more people gathered, for some drinking games that didn’t quite seem to lighten the mood. Being the ambitious and ‘sociable’ me, I quickly took over and set the bedroom on fire, unleashing insanity and craziness within a few rounds of high-paced games.

With that done, they dispersed one by one to numerous corners. Some to smoke, some to calm themselves down, some to catch up with another. As for me, I went outside to have a puff, soaking in their youthful spirits that I let slipped years ago.

(Cindy saying) ‘J, I want to thank you for helping me out tonight. I am glad Janice brought you along, the one adult who knew how to make a party right. I think this is the first time most of them got so high.’

‘Don’t mention it. I just wanted to give you guys what my friends gave me – a good time. That’s the least I can do for you since I didn’t bring any present.’

‘Oh you did bring me a present.’

Without warning, she planted a kiss on my lips and groped my crotch, in that tight, white dress that flaunted her athletic body. That breath of smoke I inhaled was still in my mouth, and not only did she not break contact to let me exhale, she sucked it out of me and blew it through her nose.

That slick move definitely impressed me at a whole new level. In seconds, we advanced to a more intense French kiss, which brought us back into the room where a few other couples made out. Nothing else mattered when we toppled over one of the two beds, giving her the chance to climb on top of me.

While another one of those copulating couples followed suit, my sister actually came closer to watch us. My shirt was the first to come off, then came the slightly more tedious task of removing my jeans. Not only could I not not focus with so many people around, my sister actually helped Cindy undress.

‘JAN! Can you like.. ‘

‘Like what?’

She grinned at me as Cindy cupped her mouth over my dick, standing so shamelessly upright and hard. I lost my cool when she slid her lips up and down my shaft so seamlessly, letting saliva drool all over me.

(Sister whispered) ‘Cindy.. can I touch you?’

‘Umm-hmm.. ahhh You don’t have to ask leh.’

That happy-go-lucky girl immediately went behind her and wrapped her hands around Cindy’s waist, reaching for her boobs and pussy at once. Motivated by my sister’s input, her suction grew harder and her pace increased as well. It didn’t take long for me to start moaning and sighing so loudly for all to hear.

(Cindy asked aloud) ‘Condoms anyone?’

It was during that momentary frenzy that I realised the guys were outnumbered by the girls, at the ratio of 3:1. Besides the one (girl) that was too dumbfounded by what was happening, the other two girls got engrossed in their new-found love for each other. The only couple bounded by love used the other bed, and I was left to my own right beside them.

The girls stopped making out and tore the smallest present in the pile open, for a 12-pack that would be shared. Cindy and Janice took their time to figure out the use of a condom, before putting them on – together – for me.

I had no idea how much more of my gullible sister could I go through in that one night.

Cindy crawled over my body and let Janice hold my cock upright, so she could slowly let herself down over it. As soon as she began grinding, I knew I was done for. Unsure of where she learnt to do it, she was rocking her hips so skillfully, keeping her body straight throughout the ride.

The victimised me was just flailing my arms, kicking my feet, gasping for air and grunting in desperation. The thing that really got me was her ability to clench her vaginal walls as she wished.

(I groaned) ‘CINDY! Urgh! I’m gonna cum!’

‘NOW?! JANICE!!’

To my despair, she got up and away from my throbbing cock to let my sister join her in bed, then ripping the condom off for some sick show I could only imagine.

(Cindy daring Janice) ‘You said you will do it one ah.’

‘Argh. Me and my stupid dare.’

With that, my sister wrapped her fingers around my cock and Cindy enforced her grip with her hand. They both jerked me until my body couldn’t take anymore of it, and erupted all over their hands, my sister’s and Cindy’s.

(Cindy playfully saying) ‘Come. Ahhhhh.. ‘

A small ‘fluid fight’ (instead of food fight) broke out between the two girls, who managed to smear my cum over each others’ face and bodies. In the end, it was that one person I least wanted, my sister, who brought me to the bathroom so we could take the most awkward shower of our lives.

It did however, show me the feminine side of her, when she soaped and scrubbed me like an older sister to a baby brother. In return, I lathered and rubbed her down like an older brother to a baby sister, who couldn’t keep her voice down when my hand reached her pussy.

No one had to guess what happened in the bathroom.

Cindy couldn’t be more happier at our openness (or closeness) when we came out naked, and took our spot on the pull-out mattress.

(Sister whispered) ‘It was my dare for her to fuck you. And her dare for me to love you. Did I pass?’

(I whispered) ‘You can use your hand to feel the answer.’

Our progress went so cautiously, doubtfully, and uncertainly, but from her careful handjob, to my gentle rubs between her legs, our bodies broke free of all morals and values for the unhealthily-desired, laws-unapplicable act of passionate sex.

Since that night, apart from having to satisfy Cindy’s sexual craving (by her despicable means of blackmailing us), we continued making wild, unrestrained love at all available time, at any places convenient for us.

It was as if, we were made for each other, by the same parents.