“Getting a bit bold, are we, little bro?” She teased.
You don’t want to see me bold, I thought.
“Well it’s getting late” she said, taking my attention away from her tits again,”I should get some rest”
She leaned forward to get off the couch when her robe rode up her fat ass. For a second, her bare, shaven, freshly fucked pussy, stood a mere three feet away from me, staring deep into my soul. The lips were perfectly smushed together by her thick, milky asscheecks. A perfectly wet, pink hotdog bun formed and it was simply mouth watering. I could smell it’s aroma filling the air as my head began to spin. Something had snapped. Something was wrong.
She took two steps forward, heading towards her room when I dashed up and pinned her, tits first, into the wall. I reached around and grabbed her by her sweaty throat.
“You want bold, you little slut? I’ll give you bold.”
She gasped out loud as I grabbed her by her curly hair and wrapped it around my knuckles. I pulled hard towards the couch, throwing her to the ground right in front of the sofa. In a swift motion with the other hand, i reach through my shorts and yanked out my rock hard cock, which was now a personal-record 8 inches and slapped her right down the middle of her face with it.
She stared up at it, mesmerized. My balls rested right on her chin as my shaft made it’s way atop of her sexy, pink lips, up her nose, in between her eyes, and the head of my cock rested on her forhead. She continued staring for a long while. It seemed like an eternity. The house was completely silent other than the very faint snoring coming from her room.
“Wow.” Was all she could manage before I once again ran out of patience.
Using the the couch as a brace for her head, I shoved my cock deep into her warm, inviting mouth, desperately trying to make my way down her throat. It seemed, however, that my girth would make it impossible, as I could only smash the back of her throat and tonsils, causing her to gag ferociously with every deep thrust.
She was pushing hard on my thighs, trying to create just a bit of space for her to breathe. I was pumping hard into her throat, cupping her jaw with one hand and pulling her head back by her hair with the other. Saliva was pouring out of her slutty, violated mouth like a waterfall, trickling down my balls and onto her tits, reminding me of the glorious flesh mounds that I might as well make mine, in this whole process.
I pulled out my veiny, diamond-feeling cock from her throat in one swift motion, a trail of spit and foam coming with it. My sister could only manage a very deep breath as I reached down and ripped her robe open, exposing her creamy fat titties for my eyes to feast upon.
They were perfect. Huge and only slightly gravity pulled. Her areolas were almost bologna sized and her nipples stood out, hard, almost like pencil erasers. Her milky breasts were coated from top to bottom in saliva and made them shine beautifully.
“Sam pleas-” she yelped, as I interrupted her by pulling hard on her nipples. I pinched them with the index finger and thumb of both hands and lifted upwards, letting only the gravity create a little pain for her. Her eyes began to tear up, and her face began to flush.
She winced in pain but looked up at me with lust filled eyes. I knew this was what she needed. I stuffed her awaiting throat with more dick as I pinched and pulled at her hard nipples. She would whine, moan and gag all at the same time, saliva still pouring all over us.
I was getting very close very fast, but i knew that I already had gone very far, and probably would not get this chance again. I once again yanked hard on her hair, jerking her up off the ground. She stood up for only enough time to be thrown back yet again, this time, face first into the back of the couch.
Through all this motion, I kept my eyes fixated on her ass, looking closely as it jiggled gloriously with every hard move. There she lie, her ass in the air, face in the couch. I grabbed her hair with my left and hand and smashed her face deeper into the couch to muffle her screaming as I took my right and began furiously rubbing her wet slit, my middle finger and ring finger making their way to her sensitive little button.
She squealed and squirmed rapidly as I stormed her fleshy pussy, making sure to really torture her clit as best I could. Every time she would try to push up and away from me, I’d simply over power her and smash her head deeper into the sofa. She was at my mercy, cumming desperately as I tortured her sopping pussy. I didn’t let up either, only moving my two fingers from her clit to the inside of her pussy, finding her g spot quickly and rapidly digging it with them.
She let out a low loud moan that echoed thought the living room.
“OOOOOOoooooooooohhhhhhhhh fuck!” She screamed into the cushion. Her body began to vibrate uncontrollably as liquid began gushing out of her slutty sex. Her legs gave out and her whole body slumped forward, her face falling towards the seat cushion of the couch, knees to chest, ass still in the air.
She was limp, but breathing deeply, her pussy glistening in the light.
I gave my hand a good spit and I rubbed it all over the head of my now 8 and a half inch dick. I eased it right at her entrance, wiping her wet slit down its length with my prick head.
“..S-Sam ple-please…..” She gasped out.
I chuckled darkly as I filled her wet pussy up in one fluid stroke. Her ass rippling hard all the way to the middle of her back.
“OOOOOH FUCK!!!!” She screamed out loud, cumming all over my hard cock.
“In the first stroke? Really big sis? I thought you were a little bit tougher than that…” I taunted, before slamming a few more hard strokes into her.
She was extremely tight. Almost as if no cock had ever reached this deep inside of her. I pounded away at her limp body, furiously, the only signs of life coming from her in form of orgasms, gripping my cock in a fleshy, warm vise for a few seconds before letting me free to pound at her some more.
I was intentionally being loud, not caring if her boyfriend found me fucking his love silly. She was in a trance. Completely weightless as her only physical motions were caused by me smashing into her fat, milky ass from behind.
It went on like this for several more minutes, and I stopped counting her orgasms at twelve. I was getting to the edge once again, as the sight from the ass ripples were pushing me to my brink.
“Get ready, you little slut. I’m about to empty all my cum into your womb”
“S-sam please….You C-can’t” she quietly whined, “what if I get PREGNAAAAAAAANNNTT!!!”
She came as strong as ever as I emptied shot after smoking hot shot of cum deep inside her pussy.
I stayed inside her for maybe a minute more before I pulled out of her with one quick POP. I looked down at her soaked, abused pussy as my cum began to trickle out and down her meaty thighs.
“What a little slut” I said, in an almost depraving voice. “Clean yourself up.”
I reached over to the arm of the chair next to us and grabbed a beach towel that had been draped over it, and threw it on top of her back, before I turned away from her and headed towards my room, wet from my stomach to my knees.
The next morning I woke up to the smell of a delicious pancake breakfast, the scent of bacon and maple syrup filling the air, much like her pussy did only twelve hours before. I made my way into the kitchen to see a very happy Carol, in a cute little apron, manning the stove.
“Good morning Baby Brother!” She beamed at me, “I hope you are hungry!”
Joe was looking down at his plate, while Carol sat my plate down onto the table and leaned over it. She was wearing a white button up dress shirt, with clearly no bra. Her cleavage was almost drool-worthy from my standpoint, the sweat from her hard work coating the flesh of her breast in an amazing shine. She began shaking her massive tits from side to side.
“Eat up”, she said with a wink.
Thanks so much for reading, guys! Let me know in the comments what y’all think, if there should be more, and what our main character should do in the future! Possibly more to come,
SamBull
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