[For this story, as well as a few others, I'm trying out a different writing style. If it goes over well I may use this style in more stories. Let me know what you think in the comments section.
Standard Disclaimer: All of my stories, including this one, are purely works of fiction, and any similarities to real world persons or events are purely coincidental. All characters involved in any sexual content are 18 years of age or older at the time such content occurs.]
"Justin, where the fuck are you!?"
It was just past eleven at night and Jan, my twenty-four year old sister, was storming through the house as if on a mission. I was in my bedroom, lying on my bed watching porn on my phone, trying to rub one out. When I heard my sister yelling for me, clomping down the hallway, I quickly turned the phone off and stuffed my cock back into my shorts just in time for her to nearly kick my door open.
"Justin, you bastard! You told Mom! Didn't you?"
Jan was tall, just under six feet, but had a nice figure. However, standing in my doorway, glaring daggers at me, she was more intimidating than sexy at that moment.
"Told her
what?
"
I had no idea what she was talking about.
"You told her about my vibrators! Didn't you!?"
Jan was a collector of sex toys of all kinds. She tried to keep it a secret from the whole family, since our parents and little sister, Jackie, were all super religious.
"Why the fuck would I tell Mom about that? I don't care what you shove up your twat!"
Jan and I on the other hand were not religious.
"Well
someone
did, and you're the only one who knew about them!"
A few days ago, I'd accidentally opened one of Jan's packages that she'd ordered online. It was a highly realistic, although somewhat oversized, vibrating dildo.
"Well someone
else
must have found out, because it
wasn't me
!"
When she confessed to me she had a sex addiction but could never keep a boyfriend so she was forced to use a variety of sex toys, I really didn't care.
"She threw them away, Justin! All of them! And not just my vibrators, but
all
of my toys!"
"Well, buy some new ones; you have a job."
I motioned to the overly skimpy Hooters waitress uniform she had on, which showed off her glorious melons and voluptuous backside.
"Some of those were expensive, I can't just replace them. It took me
years
to be able to afford some of them!"
Now she was just blowing smoke. I knew she made tons of tips at her job. She was gorgeous. Long dirty blond hair, a face that a goddess would be jealous of, and her body was smoking hot. Her chest, waist, and hips were almost a perfect hourglass, even if they were all larger than most women. The only reason she could never get a boyfriend was her temper. She got mad at
everything
.
"Bullshit! You make enough at your job to get your own apartment and move out. You just stay here so you can blow your money on fuck toys!"
Honestly, I wasn't much better. I was twenty years old, never went to college, had a part time job at a hardware store, but spent most of my money on video games and porn.
"You little shit! I've spent all day letting random guys touch my ass and stare at my boobs so I can make ends meat. I'm tired, pent up, and just need some relief, and because of
you
I can't!"
"I don't really care! Find some other way to get off. It's not
my
problem!"
And that was the phrase that turned everything in my life upside down.
Jan glared at me, furious and horny, and suddenly the look on her face changed, from anger to pure evil.
"Alright, you little prick, if that's what you want!"
She stepped into my room and closed the door behind her, locking it.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
Of all the rules in the house, our parents had one rule above any other: Never lock your door. When we were kids, if our parents found our door locked, they would remove the door entirely and place a camera in our room. If we wanted any privacy we'd have to go to the bathroom, which was the only door allowed to be locked. Now that we were all over eighteen, they said they'd just kick us out if they found our door locked.
"You don't realize what you've done! I need a cock in me, and since Mom took all mine away, I'll just have to use yours!"
"What the fuck!? Jan, you wouldn't!"
"The fuck I wouldn't! You've brought this on yourself!"
She came over to my bed and shoved me back down as I tried to sit up. She pulled her overly short orange shorts and her nearly see-through tights down and stepped out of them. I was stunned for a moment as I stared at my sister's clean shaven pussy. I quickly diverted my gaze when she held me down as she climbed on the bed and straddled my hips.
"Jan,
Stop!
"
Even I didn't believe my half-hearted attempt to stop her. She may have been two inches taller than me and four years older, but I was still stronger than her. I could have physically forced her off of me. And my brain was screaming at me to do just that. But I wasn't thinking with my brain. I had been in the middle of trying to get myself off when Jan interrupted. And now I was just as hard as I had been then.
"No Chance!"
She pulled my shorts down to my knees and stared at my member, sighing in disappointment. I'm not the biggest when it comes to size. In fact, I'm just under average at 5 inches. It never bothered me, though, because I make up for it in other ways. All my girlfriends have said I was great in bed, I just had no drive to do anything else. Which is why I'd been single since I got out of High School, and living with my parents, my prospect for sexual partners was zilch... or so I'd thought.
"I guess it will have to do."
My brain was screaming at me. This couldn't be real. But I knew I wasn't dreaming. This was wrong. I had to stop it. I had to...
As Jan pushed down onto my cock, my brain suddenly shut up. This was fine. This was great, in fact. I hadn't been inside a pussy in over two years. And this one was surprisingly tight, considering all the toys she'd been jamming up there.
She...
Jan...
My sister...
My brain began working again, now on overdrive. My sister, Jan, was fucking me! This was bad! This
had
to stop!
"Jan! Stop! You can't..."
I started to reach for her, to push her off... or was I going to hold onto her... either way, she wasn't having it. She grabbed my hands and held them tightly on the bed over my head as she continued to writhe back and forth on my cock.
"No you don't! I'm not getting off until I get off..."
She laughed maniacally at her double entendre.
Laying there, my hands held over my head, my sister riding my cock, I found myself getting really excited. It wasn't just that she was my sister, or that I was being dominated by someone, but the combination of the two made my cock harder than ever.
"Jan... Don't... Stop..."
I wasn't even sure if I'd meant to tell her to stop... or not to stop...
I closed my eyes as Jan started moving up and down on my cock.
"Oh, yeah... That's better."
I honestly couldn't tell who said it, I thought it was Jan, but our moans had begun to blur together.
The feeling of a pussy riding up and down on my shaft was an ecstasy I hadn't felt in years, and was something I'd desperately missed.
"Oh, mmmm, yeah."
Her pussy bore down on my cock, squeezing it tighter, tiny spasms rippling along my shaft.
"Ohmmmmm. Mmm. Mmm."
Up and down, up and down, she moved over and over. I could hear her breathing increasing as tiny orgasms rippled through her.
"God, Justin, how long can you last? You must have been masturbating all day to last this long."
She was right. I'd been rubbing myself nearly all day, since I was off work today, and had already cum four times.
"Any of my exes would have blown their load already. Mmmmmm. Oh. Oh. Ooohhhh."
She began riding harder, bouncing up and down faster. As she did, my hips began to buck, pushing myself in and out even harder. Loud slaps echoed through the room as our bodies slammed against each other.
"Fuck, Justin! If I'd known you had this much stamina, I'd have fucked you years ago."
She placed her hands on my chest. I suddenly realized she wasn't holding me down anymore. I opened my eyes to a most wonderful sight. Jan had taken her tight Hooters shirt off, as well as her bra, and was now fully naked as she rode me. Her wonderfully large breasts were hanging over me as she pressed down on my chest. My cock hardened even more as I stared at the glorious sight.
"Just a little more, I'm almost there."
She may have ben "almost" there, but I was
there
. I felt my climax racing forward as I watched my gorgeous sister fucking me. I used all my willpower to hold it back as long as I could, but it wasn't going to be long.
"Jan, I...I can't..."
With a sudden realization, Jan's eyes went wide, then they shut as her whole body was wracked with a powerful orgasm, her pussy clenching down on my cock, holding it in her as my own orgasm exploded inside her.
"Oh, F-F-F-Fuck!"
Our bodies spasmed together as our climaxes melded into one shared experience. I held onto my sister as the orgasm tore through us like a wave of ecstasy. As more and more cum filled her pussy, I could feel tears falling from her eyes onto my face.
As our climax ended, my body went limp, weak, unable to move. I was exhausted, and sleep was inevitable. Before I passed out, I watched Jan roll off of me. With tears streaming from her eyes, she kissed my cheek gently, lovingly, then grabbed her clothes and ran out of my room, closing the door behind her.
"Jan..."
*
Buzz buzz
My eyes slowly opened, having been awakened by the annoying sound of my phone buzzing. Someone was messaging me.
Buzz buzz
I reached over to my nightstand, but my phone wasn't there.
Buzz buzz
I rifled around in my sheets untill I found it. I had six messages from Jan, all about a minute or two apart. They all said the same thing:
I'm sorry.
Rather than reply, I got up and put on my boxers, pants, and shirt.
Buzz buzz
I'm sorry.
I walked down the hallway past Jackie's room and the communal bathroom we all use, to Jan's room at the end of the hallway.
Knock Knock
"Jan? Can I come in?"
No answer.
Knock knock knock
"Jan?"
I heard her moving around inside her room.
Buzz buzz
I'm sorry. Please don't tell Mom or Dad. I won't do it again.
I slowly opened her door. I could see her curled up on the bed.
"Jan? Please let me come in."
She didn't respond for a few seconds before replying.
