"Warning, this title contains the following: explicit sex, graphic language, and some violent situations. In addition, all characters in any sexually explicit conduct are over the age of eighteen (18) years at the time this story was written."
Ch. 01 C'est la gare
I am not sure where to begin, so let me start with my best friend, my 'big' Sis.
As far back as I can remember, I always looked up to Sis. Sis is smart, kind, and very personable. Even when I did not necessarily need her opinion, I sought it out. I enjoyed the attention and her perspective on life.
Please keep reading because the eulogy is concluded. I realize you get the picture.
If you had seen Sis's physical attributes before reading this, you probably wouldn't have believed a word I've written, so far. I can understand that.
For starters, Sis has an energetic, slightly freckled face, adorned with short, reddish brown hair, lively green eyes, and a luscious wide mouth.
Sis is not heavyset, on the contrary. At 5′ 2″, Sis is only 105 pounds or so. She has an hourglass waist with hips that barely flare out.
Sis's physique does not lend itself to a female, who wears a 32D cup, but she does. What's more, Sis really doesn't need a bra to shape her breasts into a nice forward, round, full shape. She's all natural.
Sis's best asset is behind her. She has a perfectly proportioned ass with a deep, smoothly sculptured crack dividing her round, firm cheeks.
During my late teens, I would long for summer so that I get endless opportunities to see Sis's curvy ass when she sunbathed. Sis had a fine collection of thong bottoms and was never bashful about showing some skin or butt.
Yes, I knew I shouldn't be lusting after my own sister, but I dreaded the thought of being without her. My cock heartily agreed.
By HS, Sis soon became the only girl I could focus on. All I could think about and all I wanted was her.
Knowing my feelings about my Sis, you could probably understand why my teenage mind conjured up endless fantasies about her and why I had so many wet dreams about Sis, when I went through puberty.
One of my favorite dreams that guaranteed me waking up splattered was dreaming about crawling into Sis's warm bed, when it was thundering and lightening outside.
Sis was a little scaredy-cat when came to summer storms. She never got out of the habit of curling up in bed, in the fetal position, and pulling the covers over her head.
When I crawled into Sis's bed, Sis would be wearing a tight white t-shirt, which bulged with the weight of her naked breasts, and a pair of black nylon panties. These panties were so sheer that when her round cheeks separated, you could not only see the deep furrow between them, but her pink, rectal pigment.
I would snuggle up to Sis, wrap my arm around her waist, and pull her ass right up against my bare genitals. Eventually, the heat from our loins and my lust would become too much and my naked cock would begin to slowly stiffen.
Even though Sis was sleeping, she would involuntarily react to the expanding erection lying between her ass cheeks. She would gently begin humping my hard shaft.
Soon,the stimulation from the silky, nylon panties massaging the sensitive skin under my cockhead would cause my precum to ooze out. As the wet spot on Sis's panties grew, so would my burning desire for her ass.
I never worried about Sis's reaction as I would, unhesitatingly, ease her over onto her flat stomach and shamelessly pull her panties down over her smooth cheeks. Somehow, Sis knew it was me and would reach back and spread her cheeks taut.
Moments later, I would mount Sis's warm ass. Her nipples would instantly harden as I eased my thick and rigid cock into her snug hole.
Sis would just sigh and pleasingly squeeze her sphincters around my throbbing, still cock, when it was deep inside her. Our anal tranquility never lasted long.
As her g-spot swelled and balls began to ache, we would begin the slightest rocking movements, until - there was no stopping us. I would relentlessly ravish her gorgeous, bucking ass, causing her bed to shake and make loud squeaking sounds.
Fully awake now, Sis would glance back at me and mutter, "Oh yeah! That's right! Fuck my ass! Cum in me! Show me how much you love me..."
Right before I would cum, I would grab Sis's ass cheeks, and pull her ass into my groin in last frenzied thrust. I wanted to be as deep in her ass as possible. I wanted her buttery bowels to feel my hot seed spurting into them, before I inundated her intestines with my cum.
As I came, I would be saying, "Oh, god! Your ass is so hot... I love cumming in your ass... Do you feel me cumming in you..."
Right before I finished cumming in Sis, I would hear the bedroom door, quietly open. I would look back at the door and see our Stepmom staring at us.
"I know what you two are doing! I've been standing outside this door listening..."
I would immediately yank my cock out of Sis's spunked ass and quickly cover it with one of Sis's pillows, as the last of my sperm dribbled out of it. For some reason, I would envision the pillowcase in the morning light. It would be stained a pale yellow.
Most often, I would wake-up at this very moment. I did not even have to touch my groin to figure out why it was warm and wet.
Sometimes, my cock would remain hard after I came. If it did, I would continue dreaming about Sis.
I would fantasize about dropping to my knees and eating her juicy pussy out as she sat on a lounge chair, legs spread, by the pool. I would eat her out 'til she begged for mercy. Her girlfriends would always watch.
