A Sister and Her Sissy

I wish I stayed home and doom-scrolled through Tinder inside of coming to this dead-end party. They ran out of beer twice because they only bought a 24-pack of Modelos, and kept trying to get the girls to play spin the bottle, but we aren't in high school anymore. What's next, Duck, Duck, Goose?

I just wanted to come here to get laid. I'm over here acting like I'm a lost little lamb in a sea of sin and splendor. Hell, my outfit today is so cute too. Nice little mini skirt and crop top, it screams "I'm a cheerleader," but so what? Got my nice set of underwear on too, just in case of a wardrobe malfunction. If any of these frat boy himbos can avoid me, the hottest blonde on campus, consider sending them to a monastery in Nepal or something.

One of the guys finally strolls over to me, a wide grin on his face. He's cute but scary. This is the same guy who dressed up as Jason on Halloween and chased people around. Bad vibes. Fuck it, anything to get my coochie pummeled on this disaster of a night.

"Ready for round 2, Vicki?" The freak says to me.

"Round 2?" I step back. "I ain't ever done anything with you, and will never if you don't stop looking at him like that."

I knew he'd never stop. He was undressing me with his eyes, licking his lips even. "What are you talking about, bitch? You sucked me off like an hour, you sucked everyone off! I was almost glad to see you out, I think if you suck too much dick in one day it gives you a headache. You deserve a break."

"I never put your meat in my mouth, bro."

"Uh, yeah you did, in the other house, where the glory hole bathroom is."

"Other house?"

"Yeah, across the street. We got two places just in case we invited too many people."

God, I'm so fucking stupid. I leave the jock to sniff glue or whatever and wander over to the road. There's a whole rave on the other side. People are dancing on the lawn, kegs are everywhere, and at least two couples are screwing in the bushes, kinda hiding, kinda not. How did I miss this? Maybe I'm a dumb whore after all.

Everyone gives me a look when I walk in. "I thought you were stick polishing rods," one cunt says. Another tries to point me towards the glory hole, acting like I wandered outside drunk to pee or something. Don't worry world, Vicki White knows where the cock sucking station is.

When I get there, a line of dudes are crowding one side, while the other has a bunch of cash and empty bottles sitting outside the door. All these retards give me a smile and some brave soul tries to grab my ass. He misses the touch and gets kicked in the balls. God, I hate men.

With the wraith of a true whore, I kick open the door of the doppelganger's stall. Who has the nerve to copy a cheerleader's style and take cock in her name? It's a sin worthy of the deepest circle of hell, betrayal of the bitch code.

"No, close the door!" It's a pathetic whimper of a voice, a yelp almost. The clone hides her face. Weak little hands can't keep me away. I slam her against the wall. "No!" They cried. "No, go away, go back home, Vicki!"

Slumped in the corner, hiding their face, was a blonde bimbo wearing my clothes. I can tell. It's my cute pink skirt and one of my ex's baggy blue hoodies. I know those stains by heart, motherfucker. "Why are you telling people-" It took me a second to recognize him. "Mikey?"

"Shut up!" He squeaked in a soft-pitched voice. He sounded just like me, same cadence and tone. Had he been practicing this stunt? Mikey, my own twin brother, stole my outfit and even my identity, all to suck cock at a frat party he wasn't even invited to? Usually, he's just some scrawny nerd, dressed in anime tees and cargo shorts. He never had a good haircut, almost growing out his blonde hair, always longer than mine. Nice he had the same cut, the bangs, the length. Even if we were twins, he had prettier eyes. His freckles were dotted over his nose in a more sporadic pattern. Maybe it was because he was always inside playing video games. Sometimes people would confuse us, even if we were different in so many ways. Or was it just because I was the best at noticing our differences?

The makeup's mine too. Damn, he looks better than me in it. "What are you doing?" I pin him against the wall, getting in close. His skin is so smooth. What kind of lotion was he using? And when did he start shaving his arms? The smell of his perfume is unavoidable. It's the kind Christian girls buy, the ones who are never sure of themselves or have self-esteem issues, but on him, it feels different. I take a deep breath. I don't know, there's an allure to it now.

"I'm sorry, people keep calling me you, and then started flirting with me. I didn't know what to do, I promise. I mean, what am I supposed to do, not suck a hot dude's cock?"

"Do it in your unwashed jeans and polo shirts, dude. Not my shit." Used to be like this in high school. I could never have my sexcapade without him one-upping me.

"You've let me wear your clothes before!"

"Yeah, and I always will. Just don't go out getting jizz on them and using my slut reputation to do it."

"Sorry," Jesus, his voice sounded so cute. Where had he been practicing? The college messed up some paperwork, meaning he and I have the only co-ed shared dorm on campus. It was fine. I didn't really care. A week in we shoved the two beds into one big one, so we each got more space together. I never heard one peep of him training his voice when we were cuddling together or having tickle fights. And the same thing for the shower, when we're in there together he never sings or anything. We never kept secrets before. What the hell, Bro? Mikey grabbed my hand. His fingers were soft, the nails freshly painted. "I'm sorry, Sis," he muttered. "I just didn't know how you'd react if I asked if I could use your clothes for something like this. You know, sucking dick and fucking guys, I thought you'd get mad."

"Dude, you could have just asked." I rolled my eyes, "We've been in the same bed fucking dudes I've brought home before. Remember the threesome? This is nothing! We're both freaks, disgusting sexual deviants, but at least use your name if you're giving them head."

"Hey!" A deep loud thud rattled from the other side of the closet door. Mikey and I yelped in sync. I jumped and fell into his arms. "Can you bitches stop yapping and get back to sucking? Hurry up, or we're tapping you out for another whore!"

A big juicy dick came through the glory hole. Mikey was on his knees in an instant. Like the good slut he was, his lips took the full length of the cock, sucking right to the base. Both of us have no gag reflex. In high school, we were the Deepthroat Twins. My brother had his spit all over that sexwhistle. Lines of drool dripped down his chin as he pulled his mouth off and began running his tongue up and down the shaft. His thumb traced the veins softly as he massaged the head. When he cupped the balls and started planting kisses on every part of the jock's crotch, soft hushed moans could be heard through the other side of the glory hole.

I'm standing over him, hypnotized by my brother's blowjob. My hand strays down between my legs. I'm rubbing my wet cunt through my panties. I bite my lip. God, if anyone saw us.

"Let me in, I want some," I get on my knees and push my brother aside. I am and always will be a bigger slut than him. I slid my mouth over this stranger's nice smooth balls, teasing them with my tongue. Meanwhile, my brother began sucking his dick. God, he looks so pretty with his eye shut, off in his own little world enjoying every detail of the taste and texture of this random guy's cock. He did his makeup so well, he really does look like a slutty sissy whore. I bet he was stiff and aching when he strolled into this party while pretending to be me. I bet my panties strangled his dick as it got harder and harder, growing so much the bulge was impossible to hide. While gargling this dude's balls, I reached down and grab my brother's tiny little dick.

"Sis, no," the stranger's head slipped out of Mikey's mouth as he moaned a soft quiet protest.

"I have a sissy for a sister, and she thinks she can tell me what to do?" I grabbed the back of his head and pushed his head down, back onto the cock. Then I flip up his skirt and pry my sister's little friend out of my own black thong. It can't be any bigger than three inches. Even then, I take my brother's boy clit around my lips. We haven't done this in so long. Our parents would go ballistic if they knew what we'd been up to. "You think you act like such a whore, fucking everyone you came across, but then leave me out, your twin? Rude," I say in between breaths. His cock fits so well in my mouth it must have been made for it. Mikey strokes his hand through my hair, and down to my face. Then he reaches down under my shirt. My nipples are his to tease and play with. He already knows so well how to make me hot and flustered. We both stop sucking cock for just a second and then it's all over. I pin him against the floor. He gasps, his pink lips and red cheeks send me soaring. His eyes are so much prettier than me. I can't help but adore his sissy nature, the way he cowers when I'm on top. He knows he'll always be lower than his sister, but adores her too much to never stop his mimicry of her. He wants to fuck like me, suck like me, dress like me, moan like me, he can't be me though, because I'm the better slut in the family, and I always will be.

I snap the strip of my panties and let those bitches fly somewhere to be forgotten. My top comes off too, my tiny itty bitty titties show themselves to the world. My mini is ripped off and I'm naked alone in a cramped room with my sissy twin brother. His dick is poking up from under his mini-skirt and I mount it. I cup my hand over his lips as he moans. I let him put his hands on my tits as long as I can get a taste of his. My fingers pinch his nipples. He spent so long teasing them, trying to make them as sensitive as possible. He knows a real sissy is attentive and dedicated. He trains his ass for cock just as much as I do. Hell, we got matching dildos. I want to see the fruits of his labor personally. I bounce on my brother's small pathetic dick as best I can without falling off. I barely feel its presence. Even if it was hitting my G spot, his ick just isn't big enough to satisfy my pussy's voracious appetite. We have experimented so much, maybe too much, I knew too much about his body not to send him writhing in pleasure beneath me. But at the same time, he'd been turning his mouth and ass into perfect cocksleaves, leaving him entirely unable to pleasure a woman. Any woman except me.

Before I can cum and take his pathetic load, there's another slam on the door. "Hey! Why'd you stop!" The jock in the other room was left unattended for two seconds so now the world's coming to an end. Or at least, the hinges are. They easily break down the door, nearly crushing us with it as they barge in. But they see us, brother and sister laying on top of each other, as close as two humans can get.

"Whoa, ain't you two twins?" One of them says. His face is beet red, and a bulge is showing in his jeans.

"We're just very close," Mikey says. It's the go-to excuse.

"And one of you is a boy, right?"

I stand up, completely nude in front of at least half of the entire fraternity, but it's not like they haven't already gotten a view of my tits and pussy. I mean, I'm over at their place four to five times a week getting my holes widened by two or three dicks at a time, come on, I'm a dumb whore not an amateur one. "Figure it out geniuses. Are you gonna just stand there looking pretty or are you gonna jump on the chance to score tonight?"

It took three seconds to get six guys out of their clothes. Mikey and I held hands as we left the closet. There were people all around us, watching, knowing what I did to my own twin brother and what he did to me. I could see on their faces how goddamn horny they were. Like a pack of rabid dogs, they stared at me, wanting me or wanting him. Maybe they'd have a turn with us before the night could end. All of them could taste this brother-sister combo for themselves if they wanted, anything to keep the secret safe. It's one thing to gawk at taboo, another to actively fuck the two sinners in the ass.

Two men gently guided me and my brother onto our knees. They both took us from behind. Forced into doggy style, I lifted my backside in the air, in sync with Mikey. Our hands were still interlocked, sweaty, and writhing as a thick cock jammed its way into my cunt. Much bigger than my brothers, I immediately melted as the first thrust nearly destroyed my pelvis. Meanwhile, Mikey was moaning so loud it began to echo throughout the house, like he never felt a drop of sexual pleasure in his life before, louder than the music, the onlookers, and me: the Scream Queen herself. I can only imagine how good his sissy-clit feels after getting his prostate punched by a real man. He's never going to be able to dress like a boy again. Fully tamed as a cock-taking machine, he'll be stuck with fishnet tops, borrowed bras, and going commando under mini skirts until he graduates. Together we'll be the personal toys of the entire football team, hell, every team, from chess to rowing.

A second dick is put in my face, it takes no time to get it to the back of my throat. Two more guys lay next to us, rubbing their impressive manhoods against my thighs and chest. Spit roasted between two muscular titans, I work my thighs, pushing back and forth on the two best cocks I've ever had. My eyes roll back. My clit is being hit perfectly. I'm quivering, close to squirting. I have to stop and take them out of me it's so good. Then I'll take three at the same time. I lay on top of one guy to get my pussy serviced by his crooked member, the perfect shape to rub right against my G spot. Then I adjust my thighs, giving another guy perfect access to my backdoor entrance. Then with a big wide slutty smile, I resume my appointment between this stranger's mediocre and far too hairy shaft with my tongue. I cum in seconds, then again a moment later. I feel myself become a tunnel made to occupy cock. All of them ravage my holes. A deluge of sticky white delight fills my ass as I bounce up on down on two dicks at once. My pussy gets filled soon after. And to top it all off, a nice little snack fills my throat. I swallow it eagerly, addicted to the taste.

"More," I muttered, spit and drool all over my face. I need to get drenched in cum to ever call this night memorable. "Who's next!"

I glance over at Mikey. Jesus, it's the worst-case scenario. He's more popular than me! He's sat in a corral of men, stroking and licking a dozen dicks in his own personal all-you-can-eat-bufftet. I can't let him have all that to himself!

I barge my way to the middle of the bukkake. Something this orgy needs is a feminine touch Mikey doesn't count, he learned everything he knows from me! I run my tongue along the load splattered on my brother's face. He licks my face too, leaving more cum on my lips than there was before. I go to steal one of his partners for myself, but a hand blocks my eager mouth.

"Someone get the skank sister out of the way, I only want the brother. He's hotter."

"Yeah, who needs pussy when we got him!"

Two guys grab me by the arms and pull me away. I'm thrown onto a bean bag chair. Jesus, the nerve of them. They wouldn't know good pussy even if they suffocated in it. He's still in there, surrounded by boys. He's a master in there, a sissy slut more dedicated than any bitch could even fathom. I watch as six, seven, eight loads covered his face, drip down onto my clothes, and onto his erect little dick. He's painted as white as porcelain, enveloped in a veil of cum. My brother left me to be the easiest lay at the party, I should be proud. Instead, I'm sticking fingers up my snatch, wondering if they'll ever get tired of the better model and give the spare a try. They'd rather have a sissy though, and maybe so would I.

Best party ever.