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Two Full

(Sister whispered) ‘kor, are you asleep?’

‘Not yet. Why?’

I turned my body around to see my younger sister, Deana, close the door behind her as she walked in. Shrouded in darkness, I couldn’t see what she might need help in until she flipped the switch on my study, revealing her oversized t-shirt clad silhouette.

‘What’s wrong?’

‘Shhh.. ‘

That sneaky twist of her head in the direction of our parents’ room, got me worried about anything that I might have to keep secret from them. Not like we didn’t have any secrets between us, but I knew that they (our parents) would be the one to provide the most comprehensive solution(s).

(She continued) ‘I need your help to take these off.. I didn’t dare to.. umm.. Remove them.’

‘Them?’, I replied in a confused tone, without any idea of what she was referring to, until.. she raised her shirt above her belly, and showed me a pair of micro shorts she wore underneath.

She turned her back to me and kept peeling them down her ass until about halfway, something alike a wedgie prevented her from going any lower.

‘Can you see it?’, she asked while reiterating that ‘stuck’ area, tugging against some resistance which (her panties) clearly sank inward near her lower-half-ass.

‘Yeah. I can see it. Do you want me to pull it down for you?’

‘Slowly k? I’ll get on my knees so it’s easier for you.’

‘On your knees?’

Other than watching her get into doggie-style on my bed, I didn’t get an answer. For some reasons, THAT was her ideal position for me to remove them for her. So I went for it, sliding it over her ass until I could see what stopped her.

It was an anal plug, and another similar looking contraption that was buried in her pussy as well. I knew at that moment, what was I staring at. Having done my fair share of online shopping for male ‘toys’, she actually got a pair of dildo/ anal plug embedded panties.

When she ‘oui’ at me, I woke up from my trance and gently slid the plug out of her ass, before moving on to the dildo that revealed its length through the moans she made. Six, or perhaps seven, inches of rubber was inside her, not counting that plug.

(She sighed) ‘fuck.. I’m so wet.. ‘

By then, she had turned herself over, spread her legs in front of me, and swiped a finger across her pussy. Since I was sitting in front of the lamp, I couldn’t see much, providing the factor of ‘ignorance’ for my own good.

Just when I thought that awkward assistance was over, she grabbed my wrist and tucked all but my index and middle fingers back, gliding them along that wet slit in sheer astonishment.

‘It’s so wet right?!’

‘Yes yes. It is. You can go back to your room now and.. HEY. HEY!’

Before I realised, those two fingers had been forced inside her and I knew better than to stay put than pull them out, fearing that I might hurt her. Although it was utterly wrong to be doing this, my heart couldn’t help but feel her excitement throbbing through her vagina, leaking so much nectar with just my fingers.

In a new attempt to slow back out of this, I wriggled my fingers rapidly, in hopes that it may distract, or satisfy her enough. Instead, the moment I ‘cycled’ inside her, she began thrusting them deeper, breathing her moans out with each stroke.

I took over that tiring job and let her lie back in pleasure, catching glimpses of her rubbing herself as I fingered her to cloud nine. We sort of got caught up in giving her orgasms for a long time, until she got listless.

(She whispered) ‘Can I play with yours? I haven’t really spent quality time exploring that part of you guys.’

‘Really? You guys?’

‘Okok. Your guy. Hehe.’

She made me keep my fingers inside her while she lowered my shorts, which at that time, I had long given up on being righteous. We had went so far that the end is closer than undoing any of it.

In a curious, careful manner, she gripped it loosely and went ahead to pump it up and down, relieving my urges in that very simple motion of hers. Caught in that mesmerising, addictive exchange of orgasms, I could tell how much she was focusing on my gratification as I was on hers.

The next thing that could happen, happened, when we looked too closely into each others’ eyes. Our faces got pulled gradually till our lips touched, and it was then our monsters, broke free.

She swiftly pulled me on top of her while our hands continued working, unconsciously transiting to (her) using the tip of my cock to rub her clit. We had nothing more to say once I felt the tad of warmness engulfing the first inch, spreading hastily to the other six inches right down to my groin.

For the most unthinkable part, I was inside my own sister.

The incestuous sex then went on without much mental effort, except for the part we could only moan loudly into each others’ necks. My hips were just slamming down on her autonomously, elevating our exotic sensations to new heights.

She was warm and tight, while I was hard and unforgiving. From the way she made out with me, I began to suspect that it was just ‘now’ that she had a thing for me – in a romantic way. It was that easy to buy my mind, especially when she was such an easy sibling to care for.

Having ravished her pussy with the full might of my cock, she was smiling the whole time to every orgasm.

(I whispered loudly) ‘I’m cumming mei! I’M GONNA CUM!’

She threw her feet around my back and pulled me in really close, freeing my dilemma on how and where to cum. My eyes shut instinctively and the last burst of my strength was released, in liquid form that sprayed her innards with my precious seeds.

I recalled worrying about us, from cumming so much inside her.

That night, she slept in my arms, with my cock rest peacefully on her pussy. As usual, our parents left for work quietly so they wouldn’t wake us, and we woke up to another round of sex before heading to the doctor for some Plan B.

It just so happened to be my off day, and the last day of her school holiday. What an important day that was, for us not to waste a minute more.

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Drugged Sis

‘You are going to make this cock cum, and until you do, you won’t get your sweets.’

Tied down to his own swivel chair, George thought he was getting his fetish fulfilled by his loving girlfriend, Cindy. Instead, that duct tape over his lips only bit him back when he saw that it was Denise, his one-year-younger sister. Besides the blindfold over her eyes, her hands seemed to be restrained behind her back as well.

Cindy brought Denise right up to him, placed her on her knees, before guiding her head to one of his thigh. Through kissies and brushes of her cheeks, Denise found the cock she was tasked to please, and quickly took the tip into her lips.

No amount of forceful groaning could get to his dear sister, who was quite in her own world for some reason, to register that it was her brother she was sucking. Cindy had began chopping up some powder at the corner of his work desk, thereafter bringing a fingertip of white stuff to Denise nose.

A whisper later, a hard sniff cleaned her finger of any powder. Denise was beginning to suck him harder and faster with that ‘reward’. No way in George’s mind could he believe what was happening. His girlfriend, was actually feeding his new-found knowledge of his sister’s addiction.

Suddenly, Denise began bobbing her head up and down really fast, and even deep enough for him to feel the back of his throat. Whatever that drug was, it had numbed her gag-reflex. On a sicker note, his sister was actually, getting to him. That relaxed tongue, combined with lightly pressed lips, it did felt like a vagina.

He couldn’t ignore how pleased Cindy looked as he struggled violently in his seat, out of frustration if not pleasure. The harder he fought, the happier Cindy seemed to be. Only George would know, that he was about to cum in his sister’s pretty mouth.

‘MMM! MMMMMMMM!’

‘Cumming?’

‘MMM!’

‘There you go. He is cumming. Your brother is cumming.’

A momentarily pause was all the hope he got. Denise resumed fucking him with her mouth until his hips buckled for the gratifying load that spilled out of her lips, leaking from both ends to George’s despair.

She was done, and so was he. While Denise showed no remorse to blowing her brother off for cocaine, Cindy had just snorted up a line for her turn. The now-freed George remained expressionless when Cindy brought him into the comfort of his bed, making him fuck her in doggystyle in front of the zoned-out sister.

If he had to be a monster, he figured he could try to be a good one. For instance, give in when Cindy challenged Denise to make him fuck her.

The distance one will go for drugs.

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Two Folly

Just an unimportant notice that might make your reading experience a little better, this entry is filled with dialogues. The character making the statement will be indicated at the start of every conversational sentence.

(Sister) ‘Kor.. kor.. ‘

(Me) ‘Uhh.. Yeah? Shit man. My head.. what happened last night?’

(Sister) ‘Umm.. Nothing much? You got really drunk and we just went home. You seriously don’t remember anything?’

(Me) ‘Really, that’s all? I can’t think of anything now. I’m so tired. Did I do anything stupid?’

(Sister) ‘Not really. But I did.. You were half asleep and awake through the night.’

Popping the two Panadol she brought into the room for me, I laid back down on my strangely, very messy bed and looked drowsily at her, ready for whatever ‘stupid’ thing she did while I was presumingly dead drunk.

(Me) ‘At least we’re home in one piece. So, what did you do? Make out with a stranger?’

As usual when she confesses to something embarrassing, her fists clenched the hems of her shirt and her face dropped to her lap at the moment of ‘truth’. I was so sure that there was nothing that could surprise me from the years I had lived before her.

(Sister whispered) ‘I kissed you.’

(Me) ‘That must be really awkward! Did it happen in the club?’

(Sister) ‘No.. here. In your room.’

(Me) ‘I.. I didn’t do anything more right? I’m sorry! I must be really really.. ‘

(Sister) ‘No kor. It’s not you. I.. (cont. below)

After you got really drunk, I brought you out of the club and we took a cab home. And you know how far is our home from the club right? So in the cab, you just hugged my arm and slept on my shoulder. At that time, I was a little high as well and felt a little.. weird with you lying on me as if we were a couple.

Even the driver said so. So I kinda turned your face to me and gave you a kiss, and.. and we ended up making out in the car. For about ten minutes? You started moving your hand under my dress but did not do anything more, so I pushed your hand deeper and you.. you just rubbed me outside my panties.

When we got home, I helped you into your room and I just fell onto you when I put you down. Your knee touched my.. my pussy and I didn’t get up after that. By then, you were snoring already. And I know that you always sleep in your boxers. I tried to remove your jeans and when I unzipped you, it just looked really hard.

I saw that it was like pointing sideways, so I wanted to help you put it upwards. Then, you started moaning when I was positioning it. I just went with it and.. put it into my mouth. I’m sorry. I didn’t know what came over me last night. You tasted so good, with the smell I can’t resist.

After making it so hard, I don’t know what else to do with it. My below was just dripping non-stop since you touched me in the cab. I couldn’t fight the urge to just leave you there.

I took my panties off and.. and put it inside me. You suddenly woke up and pulled me down, holding me so tight that I couldn’t breath. But once I started grinding on you, you calmed down.

You got harder and thicker inside me till I couldn’t think straight, and I just rode and rode you. I know I didn’t do much to make your life better, but you looked really happy when I was on top.

Then once I got tired, you hugged me again and rolled me under you, taking over.. to fuck me. I feel really really loved when you were inside me. You just kept going until you came, and it got all over my stomach.

You fell asleep on top of me and I had to roll you off, and clean you up. You didn’t have any tissues in your room, so. I used my mouth. You got hard halfway when I was cleaning you, so I kept going until you came again.

Sigh Are you angry at me?’

(Me) ‘I’m sorry.’

(Sister) ‘It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have teased you.’

(Me) ‘I’m sorry for not being able to stop myself. Can I ask you to leave me alone for.. ‘

(Sister) ‘NO! No! You can’t ask me to leave. You can’t do that. It’s soaked down there.’

(Me) ‘And I am as.. distracted? as you.’

And so, in an unexpected calling of raging hormones from a simple, much-regrettable recount, we let ourselves reenacted last night’s activities, but with the both of us sober and aware of its implications.

What fuck.

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Disturbia

Non-sexual, fucked-up, disturbing. Proceed with caution, and an open mind.

First of all, I want you to know that by the time you read this email, so much has happened that none of it matter anymore since I am no longer in the same situation as I am about to recount for all you will allow to access this. I couldn’t blame you if you find any of this too unbelievable to be true, therefore treated this like ‘any other story’. I just needed to get this out.

Now, let me begin.

Take a look out of your window and you will see a flourishing society with minimal crime rate. A well established political-juridical system where everyone is given equal opportunities to shine and grow. Even the lowest income families here aren’t exactly living in third world conditions. Beyond all you can see, in a certain corner of this beautiful garden city, histories have been made in few unlucky individuals that took their hopes and dreams away, one of them being myself, though I considered myself lucky to have been shown the brighter side not too late into my future.

The memories between the time I was born and when I turned 10 were a little sketchy, but there were things I will always remember being there since I started knocking into them, until I left that dreadful place a few years ago. In that tiny two-room flat, my sister, just two years older than me, was almost everyone I knew, besides that strange visitor who would wait outside every few days to see her for a few hours.

That traumatic scent of wood furniture, dull colours of the cabinets, yellowed surface of anything white, that was what I grew up with. It wasn’t until I was twelve that a man moved in with us, and he threw out enough of my favourite toys to make room for his own bed in the smaller room.

Of all the ‘improvements’ he made, the only thing that my sister begged him to install was a door to separate the two rooms, which he gave no fucks about her concerns. While I managed to sleep through as many nights as I could remember, there were some, when I was awakened by noises made on his bed, with my sister.

Yes, you guessed right. He was fucking my sister just five feet away from where I slept. The orange lamp next to the window, provided enough light for me to catch every small details of their trysts, that often looked so ‘fun’ and ‘enjoyable’ until my sister cried herself to sleep in my bed after each time.

That confusing sex mostly occurred in the evenings, at times happening three times before I went to bed. In the day, my sister would teach me as much as she learnt from books and him, making me do homework I detest to the core. How would I have understood the good of having an education?

A year after he moved in, on my thirteenth birthday, I was awakened from my sleep and brought to his bed, where my sister had covered her face with a pillow, and legs were spread wide apart without anything on.

‘Go and take a look between her legs.’

Knowing his (bad) temper well, I crawled towards my sister’s vagina and took a close look, before he picked my hand up to place it on her.

‘Make her wet.’

‘With water?’

‘No. Just touch her here.’

He pushed my index finger against her clit and I saw her thighs twitched instantly. Repeating those circular motions he guided my finger to make, I saw her glimmering wetness form on the pinkish raw flesh I was getting more curious about. That hardness in my pants, had appeared once too many times for me to figure out why that happened.

‘Ger, go touch your brother.’

‘Huh?! Can I don’t?’

‘No!’

He positioned me on the part of the bed she laid earlier and made me spread my legs, so she could sit between and.. and put her fingers around it. For the first time in my life, an immediate sense of relief took away all the pent up frustrations in my mind. That ‘something’ on my mind which I couldn’t figure out came loose at once, as if pleasure, was all it took.

The faster she moved her hand up and down, the better I would feel. So much better that I began moaning to the smiles of the man, whispering softly into her ears from time to time. Before I realised, my sister’s mouth had gone over my dick and was up and down my shaft, satisfying me so much that I didn’t want that to end.

He went behind her bare butt and unzipped his pants out of my sight, then doing something that made her moan as loud as I did, while having my cock in her mouth. The faster he thrusted his body at her, the deeper and harder she would suck. Somewhere during that ‘orientation’ sex I got, the briefly glance at her tears-covered face suddenly caused an ache in my heart.

‘Mister.. she’s crying. I don’t want to do this anymore.’

‘You can go only when she stops.’

‘Stop Jie. Stop.’

I didn’t understand why she didn’t stop at first, but a smile from her actually took some guilt away. I was too naive to know what I was doing to her then, and it didn’t seem like he would explain it to me either. Being my first time, it took her ten minutes to get me spraying my virgin load into her mouth, thereafter I became too exhausted to move.

After that ‘birthday’, she spent more time than ever with me. Telling me about why doing it with her (or me) is counted as ‘incest’ and wrong. Simply knowing that wasn’t enough though. He still had the final say and my sister and I ended up having sex till she was 18.

From the moment we started getting intimate, she no longer cried herself to sleep, but instead, hugged me till we fell asleep. On an unspoken part, perhaps I was looked upon as a ‘man’, having had sex before. I understood my place better, I was her pillar in that fucked up household.

When she turned 19, and I turned 17, a young woman moved in with us and we were told to address her as ‘mum’. Of course, it didn’t sit well with me and my sister and I moved out with the help of one of our neighbours, who put us up in another of his house until both of us found our own accommodations.

This incident has never been reported to the authorities. The knowledge I got from reading and my sister had easily put me through GCE, even entering a poly to do a diploma I had passion in.

As of date, I don’t know where my sister is, or what happened to that man and ‘mum’, but I am living a stable life, with a job and a house that eerily resemble my old nightmare.

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Cumming Out of Nowhere

‘Mindy. This is J. He will be moving in with us.’

‘Okay? But who’s he?’

‘Your step-brother for now.’

‘For now? He’s your girlfriend’s son!’

Her father said nothing more and closed her door, going back to the new kid who was about to join her family of two. Ever since her mum left them to start a family in the States, they only had each other left. Not only did she learn that he met someone just a year into the separation, he actually brought her back on more than one occasion to spend nights over.

Fine. So that was her dad moving on, but with another divorcee? What a ‘perfect’ match. Buy one get one free huh? A little frustration kept her cooped up in her room into the night where her father was still talking to him, as if they never met before.. which could be the case.

At 8pm, he entered her room again, to tell her of his absence for the next two days. Great. Leave her with the new ‘brother’ for some good impression. Silence ensued for the hour after he left, except for some creaking noises from the furniture being shifted around.

*Knock knock*

(He whispered) ‘Mindy?’

‘YEAH?!’

‘Umm.. Can I speak to you for a while?’

‘Give me five. We can talk in the living room.’

As rowdy as she tried to sound, it was just confusion and intrusion she felt from his addition, taking away all the peace and flow of life from her dad and her. Ten minutes later, she got out of bed and joined him on the couch, taking her first look at him closely.

Chunky with a tad of belly, average looking at best. He knew he was in no position to judge her after his unannounced invasion into her comfort zone, taking no more than a two-second glance at her before staring at the TV.

(She rudely asked) ‘So what do you want to talk about?’

A loud, deep breath from him paved the introduction of himself in a calm voice, still unable to hide his helpless offence of barging into her home.

(He calmly spoke) ‘I’m J. 21. Just completed NS and am looking for work now.’

‘Mindy here. Seven.. SEVEN! Years older. Working.’

‘Do you want me to address you as Jie or.. ‘

‘No. Not necessary.’

‘Your dad. He mentioned something about not wanting me to be your step-brother. But I don’t know how is that possible if our parents were to get married. Do you know anything about it?’

Right. ‘Step-brother, for now’, what could that mean? Even if they weren’t going to get married, her relation to him wouldn’t be that far either. Just how would that even work?

‘No. Don’t know.’

He remained as composed as he was and went into the kitchen, fetching her a bottle of cider she never had at home. Popping the lid for her, he clumsily knocked his bottle against hers and took a big gulp, sighing goodness to the chilly liquid flowing down his throat.

Seeing how ‘sensible’ he was towards his new sister, she couldn’t stay hard-headed at him for too long, and drank in agreement to his residency. Emptying bottles into the night, they learnt a great deal about their families, bringing light to that day as his first meeting with her dad.

For a start, she wasn’t someone who could hold her liquor well, and didn’t take long to notice the bulge appearing under his supposedly – sleeping shorts. He immediately noticed where she was looking at, and rebutted without hesitation in his own defense.

‘Umm.. This would happen whenever I drink. But I know my boundaries. So you have nothing to worry about.’

‘Good.’

There was nothing to look at outside the window, but she soon found herself to be eyeing that hard on that was not only getting ‘taller’ but was so close to poking out of his waistband. That well-disciplined boy then adjusted his boner to point towards the side, if not aiming it at the wide thigh gap where her imaginative mind screamed ‘I CAN SEE THE TIP!’.

‘Did my mum spend many nights here?’

‘She sure did. More times than I can count.’

‘But they didn’t bother you did they?’

‘Except for the few times she screamed, not really.’

‘Sorry about that.’

‘Nah. I’m cool.’

And possible hot from the subtle fantasy of wanting to see exactly how big he was under those shorts. They clanked their last bottle and did a silly competition to sum up their ‘bonding’ session, chugging everything down to avoid a forfeit of sharing the most awkward moment of their lives. The bloated Mindy had no chance at all since she didn’t empty her bladder from the start, giving her the chance to let him know her better.

‘So.. There was this one time when your mum was over.. locked in the room with my dad. I smuggled my ex-boyfriend in and we actually eavesdropped on them. But that’s not all. We were there (pointing at the doorway), kneeling on the ground to hear through the gap under the door. He just pulled my pants down and we kinda fucked right there. If only my dad lasted longer, we wouldn’t have to stop halfway and run back into my room. Is that awkward enough?’

‘Haha. Yeah. And that tells me a lot about my mum. You don’t have to touch on sexual topics you know?’

‘Hey hey.. I didn’t mean that. I mean, well, they are technically single. Just with kids.’

‘Okay. I’ll share one too, although it might not be considered awkward. Right after I got my first paycheck, I wanted to splurge on everything nice, with one being sucked off by a girl I pay for. So I went on Locanto, and found someone to do just that, at a staircase right outside my house.. ‘

Her mood suddenly changed to a serious one after hearing that, as if she knew of a similar story.

‘Her name? Is Cindy.’

Shit! A one-off period she offered such ‘service’ to vent her frustration at the then-newly-broken family, she actually sucked her brother off. Minus the knowledge that she would get him as ‘family’. That irresistible urge to gaze at his size, was that unforgettable instance she went down on a dick that sent her mind fuzzy, as she gorged on the first-ever 8 inch, 3-finger wide cock – with most difficulty.

‘From now, can we put this all behind us and be who they need us to be?’

‘But we don’t even know what they want us to be.’

Ah shit! Again! What was she thinking?! A ‘yes’ was what she needed to say, a firm, ‘yes’.

‘There were three other girls after you, whom I found to give me blowjobs to. But you are the only one, who managed to. They couldn’t do it even with an hour.’

Her head almost went blank when she heard that, tasting his warm, sweet, slippery semen in her mouth despite going nowhere near him. Saliva was already gathering at her lips. Beyond that, she couldn’t bring herself to commit something she never thought would be possible, with someone like him.

(He softly spoke) ‘Do you think.. I can feel that again?’

YES! YES! YES! She could almost hear herself screaming those words upon seeing, with her own eyes, the tip of his penis poking out of his shorts.

(After she swallowed hard) ‘Are you sure we should?’

He stretched that waistband down and pried his erection out into the air, throbbing so wildly to just that blissful memory of his. Her head went above it and airdropped a generous of saliva, watching it coat his dick all the way to his groin.

When he reached over to the hems of her shirt, she unconsciously tucked her elbows out, letting him strip her top off for some reason. Whatever overcame her did not stop him from helping her up, and removing her shorts that had a patch of wetness forming at where her pussy touched.

‘Relax your head. I’m holding you.’

She sat back onto the couch and let him lay her gently down, picking up one of her feet and hanging it over the headrest. Her eyes were fixated on his member that barely had a swing due to its hardness, giving in all to however he wished to position her – as long as they were going ‘somewhere’.

‘Ready?’

That very word snapped her out of that fantastical daze and delayed their intimate connection, until he placed his thumb over her clit to ease the tension.

(She asked worriedly) ‘Do you think it will hurt?’

‘No. Never.’

He got one knee on the couch and kept the rest of his body very upright, tucking his tip very carefully into the moist entry of her vagina. Half-an-inch went in, and out, and in, and out again, without increasing the depth until at least five strokes later. Whoever this guy was, there was no way this was his first time.

Quickly turning desperate with only the first inch and a half inside her, she was already imagining the rest of it tearing her apart.

(While moaning softly) ‘Did you learn this with one of your exes?’

(As he panted deeply) ‘I only have one.. And yes.. We did this.. Over an hour.’

FUCK! Over an hour?! Who could stand this teasing? She could only summon a grin for him as her senses faded into abyss, slowly consumed by the four inch that reached into her. Sure enough, they took a long time to get to the 7th inch, except only thirty minutes has passed.

By the time he got everything in, she was trembling uncontrollably to his presence inside her, without any vigorous movements from anyone yet. To feel eight inches of living tissue twitching wildly inside her, the first orgasm of that night came to the thoughts of her getting fucked by that monstrosity.

‘Did you just come?’

(She panted) ‘Yeah.. I did.. ‘

‘Wow’, was all he said before he started thrusting his hips, wreaking her insides and churning them in every direction with each withdrawal. The relaxed state of her muscles suddenly lost its readiness and shut on him, engulfing him in fiery stress to just ‘hold it in’. Frequently stopping in his tracks once too many, Mindy was thankful for all he did to make this last longer.

Ten minutes into the agonising ‘inner self’ bonding filled with pauses and abrupt ‘disconnection’, Mindy couldn’t let herself torture him anymore.

‘Hey. J? I’ve had more than I can ask for tonight. Why don’t you help yourself?’

‘Are you sure about that?’

‘Yes I am. Thank you.’

Her grateful tone lit his face up and he closed her legs together, flipping her onto her chest while spreading his legs over her calves. Like the bunnies they were, he humped her in small minute motions, scraping the deepest spot continuously till she couldn’t stop orgasms from queuing up one after another.

That intrinsic curve of his dick re-shaped her vagina upwards (in doggystyle remember?), going skin-close to every inch he touched, or stretched. Weak knees and groggy moans replaced their eager, passionate screams earlier, leaving J to be the only one getting more pumped up.

Thrashing her pussy at his disposal, she was so done with sex after him, but not before he was well-satisfied.

(He grunted) ‘I’M CUMMING MINDY! NOW NOW!’

A swift drag of his dick out relieved her frightened spirit, and she rolled herself around to prevent his load from spraying all over her body. Little did she know, that that second her fingers went around it, his balls depressurised to the strong jet of cum lining her face repeatedly, making her as lost as she was when she first blew him at the stairs.

Two hands cupped under her chin, hot semen dripped as he brushed her teeth with his dick, using her lips to stimulate everything out. By the time he stopped fidgeting, her breasts, belly, thighs, had caught the splatter from the thicker, longer strands covering both her eyes, tightly pressed mouth, chubby cheeks.

He led the poor girl into the toilet to wash up, while he took a shower next to her. They got dressed right outside the bathroom and even had some time to gather themselves before their respective parent called.

That was, two families going wrong at the same time.