"What's this," I ask my sister in amazement and shock as I pull out a large patent leather strap-on and black dildo out of one of her boxes.
"That's nothing," she blurts out, "you probably didn't want to see that."
"Well," I say, "what did you have it for?"
"None of your business," she laughs as she tries to grab it from my hands.
"I'm making it my business," I smirk as I keep the dildo and harness away from her.
"Quit quoting Pulp Fiction," she says as she finally grabs the large end of the dildo.
"Shut up Erin," I reply as I hand over her funky sex toy.
"Look," she starts, "I moved in with you so I could get my life back on track. Allen and I had a hideous divorce and I don't need you being stupid."
"Shit," I reply, "sorry, I didn't mean to get you all worked up."
"Don't worry," she says, "the past couple of weeks have been pretty shitty to me. Allen took nearly everything, the house, my car, but he didn't get his favorite sex toy though."
"And what would his favorite sex toy be," I ask as I begin to move another box from one side of the room to the other.
"This strap-on," she laughs, "he loved this thing!"
"Oh yeah," I say as I move the box around.
"He loved the fuck out of it," she says as she keeps looking at the dildo.
"I bet," I say as I move some more junk off the bed.
"I'm going to step outside real quick," she says as she walks out of the room.
"All right," I say as I get the last couple of boxes and bags off the bed.
I keep working as she walks out of the room. I keep looking around at some of the things and find a few of her wedding pictures. She seemed so happy that day. And that was only a few years ago. I wish our parents could've seen it. I gave her away that day. It was a lot of fun for all of us. But I guess Allen was a jerk and it didn't work out.
"He loved this fucking thing," I hear her say as I continue looking through her things.
"I can only imagine," I reply as I move another box from the other side of the room.
"Stuart, look at me," she demands.
I turn around to see my sister standing in the doorway wearing absolutely nothing. Her blonde hair covers her large breasts. I notice that her abs are tight and just below them is the patent leather strap-on with its large black dildo. Her legs are tight as well. I know she works out. And on her feet is a pair of pink skimmers. (Author's Note: Why do I all of a sudden like these kinds of shoes. In my Avril Lavigne story she wore skimmers. And in Anaya's Carwash she wore the same shoes. Actually I know, but I'm not telling, but if you ask, maybe I'll let you know!)
"Oh shit," I say staring in awe of my own sister."
"Just like that ski trip last year," she smirks.
"Fuck," I say as I begin to get undressed.
"We had lots of fun that day," she laughs.
"Oh yeah," I say as I get all of my clothes off, "so where do you want to do this?"
"By the pool," she says as she grabs my hand.
We rush outside and go to the pool. My socks get a little wet from the dew on the ground. She leads me over to one of the benches and sits me down. She shoves the dildo in my face and I comply by sucking on it. At first it takes me a while to get used to the feeling of something large being in my mouth. But my jaw relaxes and I'm able to engulf most of the dildo.
"I've never done this before," I say as I pull myself off the dildo.
"Shut the fuck up," she laughs, "You've done this a thousand times!"
"Okay," I say, "but those were real cocks! I've never done it with a fake one."
"First time for everything," she says as she shoves the dildo back into me.
I the pretend it's a real cock and my dick gets even harder. I keep sucking with great intensity. I grab my sister's ass to gain more leverage on the dildo. I keep sucking it until I gag! The saliva in my mouth has run out.
