Incest stories: Little sister becomes my cum dump. Author: spiritofcrow. Lily has to take care of her older brother and she does. The story is including Fantasy, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Young theme.
Incest stories: Little sister becomes my cum dump – chapter 1
Author: spiritofcrow
the light turned green at the four-way intersection and I pushed on the gas. without warning another car T-bones me from the right. slamming my car into another. I felt both my arms break and my left leg as the metal of the car crushed in on me. after that everything went black.
I woke up looking up at a hospital ceiling the first thing I noticed was I could not move my arms or left leg without pain shooting through me. I let out a grunt of pain. a male doctor appeared at my bedside looking down at me. “take it easy try not to move you have been out for three days and both your arms are broken along with your left leg after that car hit you.” he said pressing a button on the bed causing it to sit me up.
I looked around and saw a male nurse writing on a clipboard. I looked down and both my arms were in casts and my leg. I’m a glass half full guy so I turned to the doctor. “did the crash look cool?” I said with a smirk. the doctor laughed and then the sound of the door opening and a pair of arms hugging me got my attention. “I’m so happy your safe,” said my mom as she almost suffocated me in her DD tits.
“she let go and me little sister lily walked up. lily was 18 a year younger than me she was petite with large C cup tits almost D cups. she was wearing a dark green tank top and a dark green skirt that went down to her thighs. her hair was medium length and brown, but she kept it in a ponytail. her eyes were deep blue like the ocean and her beautiful smile could steal the soul of any man.
she was rather athletic tho she never did sports and really did not look it, but she had kicked my ass plenty of times when we would spare outside by our pool. she gave me her most beautiful smile and hugged me if she was taller her tits would have met my face. “when can he come home?” asked my mom. the doctor looked at his papers.
“well if he is up for it he can leave today he will need to take it easy for a week or two before starts trying to do anything prideful.” said the doctor with a smirk at me. “ill get you his pain pills he will need them twice every twenty-four hours at most no more than that.”
they soon had me in a wheelchair and outside the hospital. lily was the one pushing me. towards the car. “now just cause your broken don’t think ill take it easy on you when we spare I’ll break your other leg.” she joked causing me to laugh and mom to give her a not the time look. they both as easy as they could got me into the car and we drove home.
“dad is right now suing the man that hit you he was drunk driving when it happened so i would expect a lot of money to be coming in for you soon.” said lily. my dad was a lawyer and very very good one he has never lost a case since he started.
when we got home that had to take me in through the back door cause I could not get up the stairs to the front door. it felt good to be home the air conditioner felt great on my skin. they took me to my room helped me get onto my bed. “ill be right back bro.” said lily running out of the room.
I turned and saw my reflection in the mirror. my short brown shaggy hair and brown eyes I worked out decent enough to have a body most girls loved to touch. I also had a fuzz along the side of my face and under my chin from not shaving for three days.
“I’m back,” said lily running into the room. she had a sharpie in her hand. I let out a laugh, of course, the traditional cast signing. she giggled and wrote her name on my cast with a heart for the dot of the I.
“thanks, lily that makes it a lot easier to look at.” she smiled and then put her name the same way on my left arm and leg. she quickly and carefully climbed up onto the bed and lifted my left arm putting it around her as she snuggled into my side putting her arms around my wait. the position she was in aloud me to look at all her cleavage.
mom opened the door and sat my pills on the night stand next to my bed. “here you go now your dad called he needs me in the courtroom with your statement of everything that happened she said pulling out her camera phone. “they said write it down when you woke up but I think recording it like this will buy the jury.” she gave me a wink. with lily next to me like this they could not resist. we recorded my statement and then mom kissed my forehead. “ok ill be back in a few hours lily take care of you brother I mean it.”
lily rolled her eyes as mom walked out of the room. she snuggled into me and we sat there talking till she fell asleep I soon followed her.
when I woke up I could feel I had a hard on. when I opened my eyes I could see why. my sister’s hand was holding my dick through my pants. that’s when I noticed she was still cuddled next to me asleep.
my sister was not a good faker she was also not good at lying so I could tell she was actually asleep. I could still see down her top and it was only making my dick harder. I tried to move my waist from her hand but when I did it hurt. took a deep breath. “I’m comfy don’t move,” she mumbled. “lily wake up,” she slowly woke up as she did tho her hand went from just laying on my crotch to grabbing it to lift her self up.
“hmm,” she moaned as she looked around. then she noticed her hand. “o gosh Jared I’m sorry,” she said taking her hand away. I really wish she didn’t tho. she looked at me then she looked down at her shirt. I got scared as I saw her put the puzzle together.
she giggled. “you’re such a pervert bro. I felt bad for getting turned on by my little sister until she put her index and middle finger on my stomach and started walking her hand down to my waist. “thankfully so am I.” she said with a grin.
she rubbed my dick through my pants causing it to get rock hard. “I can only imagine how much cum there must be after three days of not jerking off.” my cock wanted nothing more than to be let out at that moment. she opened my pants and slid her hand into my boxers and grabbed my dick. she gasped and her eyes went wide. “good lord Jared your dick is huge.” she said rubbing it slowly. she stopped rubbing and got up.
I thought she was about to leave until she spread her legs over mind being sure not to hit my broken one. she grabbed the waist of my pants and pulled them down to my thighs. “fuck Jared you could kill someone with this!” she exclaimed. her cold hands felt so amazing on my hot dick. I was only 7 1/2 inches long and two inches around. ” stroked my cock slowly. “mom said I had to take care of you and to be honest this is my fault so I need to fix it.” she said with a lusty grin.
precum rose out of the tip and she got it with her other finger and tasted it. “mmm its actually pretty good.” she said with a smile like she had just had a sweet treat.
she moved lower on my legs and bent forward till her mouth was over my dick. she looked up at me with her deep blue eyes. “i promise ill take good care of you big brother.” with those words she took the head of my cock into her mouth and started sucking it. the pleasure was amazing as she used her tongue to play with the head.
she started to move her head up and down on it going deeper each time. soon i felt myself hit the back of her throat. “fuck lily!” i groaned. she quickly sat up and looked at me worried. “are you ok did i hurt you?” i shook my head no .” it just felt so good.” i said she smiled and went back to sucking my cock. this time she did not wait she pushed her head down till it hit her throat she tried to go deeper but she gagged and came back up coughing.
“I’m not letting you beat me, Jared,” she said with determination. I could see the look in her eyes that she was going to beat the challenge in front of her. she quickly took my cock back in her mouth going faster and faster .
each time he went down I felt my head hit her throat. .” Lilly, I can’t hold on much longer.” she pulled her mouth off my dick and looked up at me . “your not supposed to dummy. cum when ever you want.” then she slammed her mouth down on my cock shoving it down her throat.
“o fuck I’m cumming!” I grunted as I felt my cum shoot into her throat. three days worth of cum shot out five shot of cum coated her throat as she quickly swallowed. not a drop was spilled. she took her mouth off my softening cock and smiled up at me. ” I win Jared,” she said before kissing my cock and leaving the room.
Summer Day says
WOW, that was hot, and really turned me on, more please.
Yeet says
You fat fuck
Kevin says
That is what I didn’t get but would have been great from my sis
Rick walker says
Loved it discriptive to the ponjit and the swallow at the end was the best
Randy says
GOOD STORY BUT YOU NEED TO PROOF READ AND CORRECT YOUR SPELLING MISTAKES. MAKES THE STORY BETTER WHEN A READER DOESN’T HAVE TO FIGURE OUT THE WORD, IT’S MEANING AND IN WHAT DIRECTION IT’S TAKING. GOOD STORY!
mm says
from my brothers eye i knew that she want to have sex with me ,but i dont know how to handle this ,
Evert says
This is a true story. All thangs in it are true.
Chapter 1 The binning.
“Hi!” My name is Evert. My parents named me after the town I was born in.
Evert Washington Just outside of Settle. I have four sisters; I was the only boy in the family. In the early sixties are parents took in a black girl from south Africa. Her name was Thandiwe.
Back then that was not an easy thing to do. Because of her color we never stayed long in one place. We could not go to public schools. We were the talk of every new place we went. Tell dad bought a farm in the middle of nowhere. That was the first place we called home. After some time us children started calling the farm Nowhere. There we were home schooled.
Thandiwe was homely looking. To most people she was less than average. With a very petite body. I took to her right away. So I could not understand what color had to do with anything. Back then I was nothing but a small boy not even seven yet.
My four real sisters were older than me. Lillian she was the oldest of us all.
She had dark brown hair. Hazel eyes, almost five feet tall. She hated what had happened to us and blamed it on Thandiwe for the hardship are family had. Tho in time that would change. We did not have a neighbour in maybe thirty or forty miles back then. Today it is different maybe ten miles.
The next oldest Sister is Isabel, Dark brown heir, Hazel eyes, Thin, with a little birth mark on her butt, the right check. In her teens she became a knock out.
The next oldest sister is Amada. Dark brown Hair, Hazel eyes, Back then thin, But later she gained weight, so she was a slight plump, “Tho not really bad”.
The youngest sister name is Lorelai, Dark brown hair, Hazel eyes, Very thin,
In age her hips rounded, With that same age she filled out better than the rest.
In her teens Lorelai’s name fit her.
Are father worked a lot, so we only saw him when he got vacation time. Yes he was a good dad. Mom loved him.
It was hot the third year we lived there. So when dad came home the first chore he did, was had a swimming pool built in are the back yard.
In time we started swimming in it nude, even mom and dad Joined us.
So when I grew up to be nude in front of each other was normal.
Tell I matured. At first I did not know what happened. I was setting on one of the side chairs watching Thandiwe swimming around the pool like I always did.
This time something was different. The more I watch, the harder I got.
Mom had made us a pitcher of lemonade came out set it on the deck table. Mom then looked down at me and said, “Evert do you want a glass of lemonade?” I guess I did not hear her, tell she taped me on the shoulder. When I turned around to ask what she wanted. She saw my hard on. I saw every muscle in her face changed at the same time. Mom just put the drink on the little table in between the chairs. Mom straitened up to glimpse over shoulder to see who was in the pool. Saying, “Thandiwe do you want some lemonade?”
Set down another glass before the answer came back. Walked off mumbling to herself. I was ten then.
The next time it happened It was with both Thandiwe and Lorelai in the pool.
Both girls were just setting on the steps of the pool talking. When I got up to get into the water Lorelai taped Thandiwe. I could not hear them but both were staring and pointing at me. Now that I am older I understand clearly now. None of the girls had ever seen a man’s hard on before. We had very little company. That was only twice a year. Dad never got one in front of us.
Lorelai ask me to join them on the steps. They moved apart. Then set me right between them. Their eyes were glued to my dick. Both girls ask to touch it. I said no and went to the deep end.
From then on I could hear my sisters talking about me. Saying stuff like, “I wonder what it feels like.” I did not understand why this happened to me. I do know that when it did, I liked the feeling.
One day we all were in the pool and without asking Lillian walked over and put me between her fingers. With a gentle touch started playing with me. I became hard right then. Before I knew it they were taking turns. Thandiwe was the last
one to have her fingers on it. Right then I cum in her hand for the first time.
That orgasm is to this day the best my life has seen. From that day on they took turns giving orgasms. But sometimes I got them two at a time.
Mom never said a word. So to say that she knew or not is an unanswered question to this day. But to not know meant she was overlooking it. Dad was gone and I do know that mom would have never told him about us.
In time I started fingering them. Isabel was the first to have an orgasm while I touched her. Next was Lorelai. With Amada and Lillian it was different. By then they started having sex with one another. So when I was with them I got treated by two at the same time. The first pussy I ever sucked was Thandiwe, by then Amada and Lillian showed me the right way. Over time all five my sisters became BI.
At fourteen I found plusher submitting to their lesbian ways. I started doing their chores, Serving their every need. I put their tampons in. Carried the buckets used for their relief. Washing their body’s while in the shower. I dressed them in clean clothes for the day.
One day Thandiwe and Lorelai had me in the barn loft were they tied me for the first time. Soon I had all the women looking at my nude body. While playing around with one of the horse wipes. My sisters started passing the wipe around to each other taking their turn using it on me. Then Amada reach out grabbed my balls to poll and squeeze them. At first she was gentle about it but after a while I started begging her to poll them harder tell the pane was so unbearable. Between the wiping I was getting and the pain in my balls I cum. My body jerked so hard I almost tour off my own nuts.
They were black and blue for days after. From then on when I cum it was spoon feed back to me.
Over the next month my roll had begun to change with them. Other than Thandiwe and Lorelai the rest of my sisters had become pure lesbian.
In time my punishments became tenser. They begin to tie me more and leave me there longer. I was not allowed to cum without all their permission. When that permission was given, it was usually because either Thandiwe or Lorelai wanted to feel a man inside them. Those two should have got pregnant long
time before they did.
I always looked forward to them both. But to have sex with me the five girls made rules to how that would be done.
1. They all had to be there to watch.
2. They were allowed to use horse wipes on me while doing the acts.
3. I was not allowed to cum in them tell each girl had four deep orgasms.
4. If the girl I was fucking became satisfied and tells me to stop, before told to cum. Then I am denied the right to cum. Today I only have sex with Thandiwe and Lorelai but all my sisters would drain any man that entered them. All five them get so wet and lubed by natural means that a person would think oil was used. When I am denied sexual release the burden is usually greater then my body can bear. So most the time they tie my legs apart and my hands in a way
that nothing can be touched. Leaving me tied there fighting the erg for control. When this proses is lost to me and I cum anyway, then I loose being able to cum inside them, tell the battle is won.
5. Before sex they tie my ball sack and balls from the base were they attach to my body all the way up tell the balls are acing from being bound so tight with a lead rope to poll my balls with every stroke my body has to hers. This also allows me some control from cumin before they say cum. Once told to cum, they count to five. If my lode is not in her then, I lose the chance tell next time.
6. I am to clean her pussy of all my own cum. I do this by lying on my back. Then she squats over my face. With my tongue I lick her then use my mouth to catch what drops out of her.
I am now a urinal to them all. Tho I do not eat it I take care of all their poop needs and cleaning duties. I will talk about that in the next letter.
In 1976 Thandiwe had my first child it was a girl. The name given to her was Natalia. In 1979 my sister Lorelai had my second child it was a girl as well. Her name is Harmony.
Both them think I am a hired hand. Nether know that I am their father. Hell Harmony does not even know how closely related, I am to her. Both were honor students. With good educations and back grounds.
Chapter 2 The Urinal
When dad found out, about Thandiwe being pregnant he was happy for her.
When asked how she got that way, Thandiwe told a lie to him.
“It happened that weekend mom took us into Seattle, to see, the Ye Olde Curiosity Shop.”
In fact that trip happened on my birthday; He believed it because we liked to go there. We had seen it a hundred times; the truth is we liked the fish and chips served on the water front there.
That same summer dad taught us how to drive and bought us all cars. I got a bug.
The girls wanted Dodge Chargers but settled with Ford Mustang cars.
Thandiwe’s car was a burgundy color with white walls. Lillian’s car was Black with white walls. She told me, the color, reminded her of Thandiwe’s skin. Isabel’s car was red standard factory tires. She did not like the white walls.
Amada’s was black as well. To match the black clothes she wore most the time.
Lorelai’s was a forest green with white walls.
Also that summer dad died. It almost tore are family apart. As broken as mom was she understood something we did not. Here is what she said to me in that meeting.
“Once you go down that road, you may not come back.” “I raised you as a family.” “Evert let me ask you something, do you love me?” “Do you love your sisters?” “Yes!” “Then what will happen by going down that road.”
I started crying at the thought and walked out of the room. I never herd what she said to the girls. It took a couple mounts to find the place we had. Each one of us did it different passes, and we all had a different timing and speed of doing it. Through it was mom that held us into place.
That was the only crises us siblings had that put opposition between us.
Never again did are unity break.
Mom loved Natalia. After the death of dad she found comfort being around her. Being like a mother to Natalia brought moms joy back to her life. She used to say to Thandiwe all the time, “She has your eyes, but looks like my other daughters did, when they were born.” With the right person, she would show them the old photo album to prove it.
None of us siblings knew how much she knew. But all of us were afraid to ask in fear she knew, or worse, by asking we told her.
My roll with the girls had changed that year. They took the Keys to my car and said, “To be are slave, you lose any independents that we do not give you.” The car was put in the barn. Tell it was given to mom after her car broke down.
Near the end of the summer of 1978 mom and Natalia went to see Aunt Natalie. She asked us if we wanted to come. We said, “No!” We had the house for three week to our self.
Before we lost sight of the car, Amada Said, “get out of them clothes.” Upon striping they put a dog leash around my nut sack. Took me into the house and said, “From now on, your job is to serve us that way.” “Get on your hands and knees crawl over here and suck the dirt from are feet.”
The rest of the night I made their drinks, carried the pee bowl from the couch to the bathroom and back. Every time they peed in the bowl my tongue became their toilet paper. Amada was on her period, so I, changed her tampons and kept her clean.
In just a day or so, I became their urinal. When they needed to pee they called me. I had to run to them and get on my knees and tilt my head back. It was easier to drink that way. It opened my throat in the same way you do when chugging a beer. It made drinking their pee easier and faster. If a drop fell out of my mouth, I was beat by all five sisters. Within a week I took everything given me. There was a consequence though. For a while the piss gave me the shits. But when my body got used to it, the shits quit. Amada had a distinct flavor to her pee. I got used to the slit small and taste of their pee, while they were on their periods. It was Thandiwe’s pee that always tastes stronger. To be honest I really like hers the best, (even to this day.) I think they know it to. But to this day there is no favoritism on my side.
All of us are working together, as if we are well-oiled gears. The five girls are way different. Each one walks in different strides. By looking at the four you can tell they are sisters. They all look like mom. I look like dad and his father. Lorelai likes men. So when we have sex, she is like a wild cat overpowering its pry. Every move she makes is for her own plusher. To be honest, without my balls tied within minutes I would cum. She is a cat, (That one is.)
Thandiwe is different, even though she likes men. When Thandiwe and I are having sex. Her movement is slower, she takes her time. Thandiwe loves being in charge while in sex. What turns her on the most is my suffering at her hand. Every now and again, after I give her multiple orgasms, she tells me to stop. The only reason I do not cum is because of my balls being tied and polled on. Being tied does not stop me from cumin. But it does slow the proses a lot. By the way she cums, and the effort she uses when we are into the thick of sex. I know I wall suffer that night. That really adds to the frustration and the suffering she likes most. In sex I am not allowed to touch them with my hands so they tie them behind my back. I am not allowed to kiss them, because it is their urinal. For that matter my lips are not allowed to touch any part of them but when I am drinking their pee and cleaning their pussy with my tongue, instead of toilet paper.
Lillian is different yet. To her most men have no place. She treats me, (like I do not exist.) when I am with her. Lillian calls me names. Reminding me I am her urinal. The first thing she does is have Amada tie my nut sack and balls and then my hands behind my back. With the long peace of rope used to poll on when I am pumping on either Thandiwe or Lorelai while having sex with them, Amada parades me to the center of the room with it, to give the other girls a show to watch. Amada will get on her kneels off to the side of me so my other sisters can see what he is doing. Amada then reaches up and places my dick between her thumb and index finger rolling it back and forth. While she is tugging on the rope tied to my nut sack. Every time she yanks on it, I feel the pain throughout my whole body. My jaws lock and I cry in agony. Lillian takes a wipe to the rest of my body; If I am very lucky Isabel will pee in a container and hold it to my lips for me to drink while all this is going on. That is if I am really lucky. Just as I am ready to cum they stop lead me to the bed in the show room. When I am standing right where I can watch the remained of the sisters having sex together. Sometimes with Amada’s free hand there as wall, she will use her index finger and thumb to roll my dick throughout the show. The truth is without the agony being inflicted on me and my ball and sack their sex would have no meaning. You can tell by the way they keep glancing at me daring sex. The Harder their orgasm is the less likely that she will let me cum after the show. That does not always hold true. If they do say cum I have five seconds to release my wad in the spoon waiting to catch it. So they can feed it back to me. It is better when draining from inside a pussy.
Isabel is different yet. Isabel likes peeing in my mouth. She is almost always the first one up in the morning. She has a bigger bladder then the rest of the sisters. Once she starts it all comes at once. She could fell up a large mixing bowl. To keep up with her flow is quit hard. That is what motivates her the most. To overpower my will showing the rest of the sisters that she is in control of everything. I am not just for one of them. They all use me at the same time. Every one of them takes a different roll with me. Isabel’s is dominating with absolute control.
Amada she is different yet. She likes giving pain. She likes genital torment.
She is the one that ties my balls and sack most of the time. She is the one that hurts them while I am fucking both the girls, Thandiwe and Lorelai. Let me ask something, “Have you ever tried to fuck with your hands tied behind your back while some one is yanking on your balls with a rope tied to them?” I am almost always on my back with her weight holding me into place. I like Amada’s fetish a lot.
By the time mom got home everything looked normal again. The swimming pool was off limits to me for a while. You could see the strap marks on my body. My balls were bruised and you could tell. We drove to the creek were I could cool down in its water. Tell my body was well and fully healed my sisters decided my only duty was toiletry.
That winter was cold, it snowed a lot. There was a silver thaw. Most of the power went out for the region. We had a generator with a huge underground tank. We could go a month and a half before any of us needed to worry about the problem. But in our case we used the wood burning stoves and saved the fuel except the times it was needed. That is when mom got sick with the flu. Except to feed the livestock we never left the house. We had a back supply of food for the next four years. Not even the four well trucks would get thru the snow to town. When the snow stopped falling then we could plow the road to the highway. Tell then we just bat down the hatches and sealed the wave to dry ground.
Lorelai begin to show her pregnancy it became more obvious by the day. The morning sickness, but mostly her bellies begin to stick out. Sometimes when mom would put her hand on it, she would look at me with a huge smile and say, “Son it is a girl you can tell by the she is carrying it.” Without looking away from me she added, “I am very proud of you children,” “To make it, out here on your own takes a lot.” As soon as she dropped her hand the smile as lost and coughing took its place.
In fact the coughing became more and more regular. We all took are terns caring for her. We kept her worm, brought her soup. Despite what we did she was getting worse. By the time the weather brock and plowed the way out. Mom was coughing blood. At the hospital they found cancer. She lived long enough to hold baby Harmony. One month after the delivery of Harmony in 1979. Mom went into a coma and died. She was buried in the family plot next to dad.
The head stones read
Mrs. Emily blank and Mr. Elijah blink.
Will be missed by family and friends.
In heaven they will have peace.
Chapter 3 The end
In time Thandiwe had three children by me, one girl and two boys. The name of the first boy was Elijah after are dad. That was in 1981. In 1983 she had Owen. It was a family decision by the five sisters that if Lorelai had more children that, they would be given to Lillian, Isabel and Amada at the point of birth by legal adoption. That all three would take the roll of the parent to each child. In that same meeting it was decided there would be no shearing parents.
If they took the roll then they act the part. We could be a baby setter though. Tho Lorelai would have her breasts milked and the bottles would be given to the mother for feeding time.
In time that happened. The first came in 1983. Named after mom Emily.
The second came in 1985 her name was Aubree. The third came in 1988 her name was Autumn In 1992 she had a Boy named Isaiah her last. All grew up to be healthy. All went to college Isaiah is steal there. The boys makes computer programs for a large comp. All the girls are married. None know I am their father.
The six of us steal live in the same house. We are way too old to have sex anymore. I do steal drink their pee It is out of a cup these days. I steal serve them in little stuff. I steal cum but they just jack me while I think about when we were young. I am sixty now and my body hurts most the time. I think it was because of the thangs done for my sexual needs.
This is a true story though it sounds far and out of the way. It was written because my sisters want it told. These days we all have our own bed but the girls steal sleep together.
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That was awesome you guys had a hell of a family I wish my Five Sisters would have been like that I love my sisters dearly and my mom and my dad I would have service any of them thank you for the awesome story keep it up