Literotic asexstories – My Whole Life Pt. 02 by oldtruckdriver,oldtruckdriver
Reading part 1 is a good idea. Otherwise, this will seem even more disjointed than my usual offerings.
Matt had come home from his wild weekend with his coworker Suzy and headed straight for bed. He slept most of the afternoon before getting up to get his weekly laundry together. He had carried it all down to the laundry room to throw it in the machine when he noticed blood stains on the jeans he had worn to Suzy’s place. He smiled at the memory of fucking the super horny woman while she was on the rag. He put the jeans in the laundry tub with cold water to let them soak.
He went up to fix himself a sandwich then carried it, a bag of chips and two sodas down to the family room. He had just finished his food when he heard the door from the garage open then slam shut.
Kylie had been for a run and was going to take off her running clothes, throw them in the washer then slip into the downstairs bathroom for a shower. She did this often enough that she kept a couple of pairs of shorts and tops in that bathroom. She had taken off her shoes and socks when she noticed a pair of her brother’s jeans soaking in the laundry tub. She saw what appeared to be blood on them and went looking for him to ask what had happened.
She found him in the family room playing a game.
“Why is there blood on your jeans? Did you have an accident or get in a fight?” she asked.
“No fight, no accident. Well,” he gave a short laugh “maybe a little accident. Nothing to worry about,” he assured her.
“What do you mean nothing to worry about. C’mon tell me,” she whined.
“No, it’s none of your business Kylie,” he said firmly.
“I knew it, you got in a fight over some slut,” she said viciously, “I hope she was worth it.”
“Oh for god’s sake drop it. I repeat, I was not in a fight,” Matt said loudly.
“So what happened to you then?” she persisted.
“Nothing, and I repeat, it’s none of your business.”
“I’m going to start calling all your friends until I get the story,” she threatened.
“Call anyone you like. If you really cared you would know I don’t see my old friends since I started working construction so that’s a dead end,” he said heatedly.
“It’s not my fault mom and dad died and you have to take care of me and not go to college like your friends,” she screamed.
“That’s not what I meant at all. I just meant I have new friends now is all,” he said softly.
“Jesus, are you gay? Are you sleeping with some guy from work?”
“Screw you, why would you even think that?” he said hotly.
“I don’t really, it’s just that you spend every night at some bar before you come home to me. I know you sometimes have a hookup with a bar slut but I…oh I don’t know,” she trailed off giving him a dirty look.
“You are not going to let this just drop, are you? Ok, the story is a girl from work, yes, a girl, asked me to have a drink with her Friday night. After a few drinks she confessed that she had a fetish she was hoping I could help her with. Turns out her kink is having sex while menstruating. She was having her period and really wanted to have sex. We got kind of carried away and I got some of her menstrual blood on my jeans. That is the truth but I’m thinking you didn’t really want to hear it did you?”
“My god you are a disgusting pig. How could you make her fuck you at that time of the month, you are so selfish Matt,” she said with contempt.
“First of all, I don’t need to force a girl to do anything. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a pretty good looking guy. Second, she is the one that wanted to fuck, it’s the reason she asked me over. Third, I did do her pussy and even ate it after I came in it. Fourth, that last part may sound a bit disgusting, but I certainly enjoyed it, and so did she.”
Kylie stood there stunned by her brother’s revelation. Finally she spluttered, “You had sex with a bleeding woman?”
“Yes, she said she gets very horny at that time of month then proved it. Out of curiosity, do you get horny at that time also?
“That is a gross thing to ask. Why do you want to know?”
“Like I said, just curious. So, is that a yes or no?” he asked smiling.
His smile and good looks suddenly got to her and before thinking she said, “Why, do you want to take advantage of your little sister and fuck her while she’s on the rag? Is that how you get your kicks? By being a pervert and doing perverted sick things to your sister?” she yelled.
Matt sat there stunned. When he could find his voice he asked, “Where in the hell did that come from?”
I don’t know,” she said looking nearly as stunned as her brother. “You have never looked at me as a girl, a woman, you always look at me like I’m a nothing, just something you are responsible for, like a pet goldfish or something.”
“Kylie, you’re my sister, not only am I your brother but I am also responsible for you. I have never thought of you in a sexual way,” he explained.
“Why not? Aren’t I skanky enough, don’t I dress slutty enough for you? Am I too skinny, are you into fat chicks or just sick twisted ones?” she was so worked up she was spraying spittle as she yelled.
“Where is this coming from? What’s gotten into you? You have been acting even stranger than normal since you turned eighteen.”
“So, strange but not perverted, is that why you don’t look at me that way?” she asked.
“Look at you? What way? How am I supposed to look at you?” Matt asked very confused.
“Shit Matt are you that dense? I want you to look at me like I was someone you would want to take to bed,” she declared.
“But I don’t, I can’t see you that way. Is this because you broke up with your boyfriend?”
“Oh, the hell with my boyfriend. He was just another in a long line or greedy, needy little boys,” she said.
“It sounds to me like you need to get another boyfriend or at the least find someone and get laid.”
“Jesus, why do you think I go through so many boyfriends?”
“Because you have a nice body but the personality of a pit viper?” he said honestly.
“Up yours Matt,” she said giving him the finger. “The reason I can’t keep a boyfriend is because I won’t put out. You have always thought that I fucked them and threw them out, but I am a virgin.”
“Wow, I never thought that you would still be a virgin,” he said disbelievingly, then insanely added, “are you sure?”
“What do you mean am I sure? Of course I’m sure, what kind of a stupid question is that?” she said frowning.
“You have never had sex?” Matt asked just to be sure.
“I have kissed a lot of guys, I have let two of them feel me up but the only person, other than me, to ever touch my vagina is Dr. Jane Moore,” she confirmed.
“So, why are you holding out? Don’t you get horny? Are you into girls?” he asked her.
“Of course I get horny, I have a nice collection of toys that I use nearly every night. I have kissed a couple of girls, but they didn’t do anything for me,” she said honestly.
“So what, are you waiting for Mr. Perfect, a knight in shining armor or something.”
“Yeah I guess you could say that,” she said a little sadly. “But he looks at me like I am a pet goldfish.”
Having said that, she ran for the stairs. He could hear her beginning to sob as she pounded up the stairs. A few seconds later was the inevitable crash of her door slamming.
Matt sat there stunned, he wasn’t quite sure he had understood his sister. She wanted him to be her first, to take her virginity? She wanted her brother, that she just barely acknowledged and tolerated, to take her to bed? Is that why she was always so upset when he hooked up with a woman?
Other than being upset by any female he was ever with; she had never given any indication that she cared much about him. The only times she ever really interacted with him was when she was trying to weasel more money from him. Mom and dad had warned him about giving in to her in the video will they had left. He had not wanted to be the executor for the estate but there it was. He had pretty much learned to ignore her pleas for money, putting her off until she came up with another reason she simply had to have more money. They were more like roommates that tolerated each other than siblings.
He tried to get back into his video game, but it was no use. He was just stalling, putting off talking to his sister. With a sigh he shut the system down then gathered up his dirty dishes before taking them up to the kitchen. He cleaned up his mess then took a package of pork chops from the freezer to thaw. Quit stalling Matty you wimp, he said to himself.
The soft knock on Kylie’s door was returned with a, “Go fuck yourself Matt, I never want to see your face again.”
Matt sighed, “Ok, sweet dreams Kylie. I am making pork chops with applesauce and mashed potatoes for dinner, it’ll be ready about 8:00.”
That got no response so he headed down the hall to his room. As he reached his door he thought, fuck this, I’m going for a beer.
Jimbo and two other construction buddies were playing pool when he entered his favorite hangout, The Spot. “Shit, don’t you guys have anything better to do on a Sunday evening?” he asked.
Jimbo, leaning on a cue stick, looked around exaggeratedly then shook his head, “No, no not really. And you?”
“Screw you, rack ’em up, Louie,” he told one of the other men standing there.
An hour later, as he bent over to take a shot, he felt a slap on his ass. He thought it was one of the guys trying to ruin his shot, so he never looked to see who had done it. He missed his shot when the hand came back and firmly squeezed his right ass cheek. He turned to find a grinning Suzy holding out a mug to him, “I thought that might get your attention.”
Matt brought her in for a hug saying, “What brings you here on a Sunday afternoon? It’s not time for us to get together surely?”
“Nope, twenty-five days yet,” she said. “I’m actually on a mission of mercy. You want to sit for a minute?”
Without waiting for an answer, she headed for a booth. She gave him another hug before sitting down. Matt slid in opposite her before asking, “Since when did you become an angel?”
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