Sister's Wedding

It runs in the family, I guess. My sister was a slut, and I've been told that my mom was also a slut. She left the family when I was young, she wasn't a good mom either. Supposedly she's was on streets bending over for drugs, and went missing one day.

Anyway, I'm the type of girl you'd pick up in a bar, have sex that night, and forget about her the next day. Like a prostitute, but cheap as fuck, since I only cost a few drinks.

I've kept my body in shape since I started developing. I have a long blonde hair that reaches mid-back, 35C- 20-39 body. In layman's term - I have a normal sized breast, a very thin waist and very nice ass. As most other attractive girls probably did, I took advantage of myself for goodies. High school for example, I got under teachers for grades, I flashed boys for drugs, and had sex with the neighbors for rides.

Almost every night I had threesome with my dad and sister, and often we'd bring our boyfriends or neighbors for a better time. When I was in college, I dedicated myself to all the boys at parties. I couldn't even recognize the boys who fucked me at least ten times. But thankfully, the wonderful condom and birth control pills kept me STD and pregnancy free.

I remember when my sister and I spotted each other having sex with a boy at a party. Actually, she was having sex with three boys, and I just happened to be in the same room with my boyfriend. We were both shocked, and didn't talk to each other until that weekend. We stared at each other, and started cracking up. Then it lead onto kisses, tongues, eating each other out and finally ideas on how to seduce our dad. We were sure that he had good sex from his clients and secretary, but we wanted to give ourselves to him. We wanted to give him what was already his, but were forbidden to have.

I was eighteen, and my sister nineteen back then. He finally gave in after weeks of us walking around the house naked, and grabbed my butt and stuck his big cock up my little pussy. Then he apologized for hours and hours, until I got on my knees and told him it was okay, then gave him the best blowjob I possibly could. I swear that from that day on, he was a true happy man. We slept together every night on his bed, and every night would be another good night blessed by sex.

Then my sister moved onto college, and I was the only one to serve dad. Some nights he seemed depressed and was really rough on me. He would tie me up, then call a few of his friends to enjoy me. It started with his best friends, then his most valued clients, normal clients, employees, and down to gaining clients by offering me to them. He woke up from that trance when I told him how bad of a father he was. He cried and apologized to me.

Anyway, what I really want to talk about is the wedding of my sister. I was nineteen and she was twenty. She met some sweet talker from Los Angeles, and they decided that marriage was a good decision. The day was tough beginning from the morning. Dad placed his cock on my lips while I was in the bed. As an instinct, I opened my mouth to let it in and sucked him.

Not long after, he pulled it away. Normally he relaxed while I suck him off, so I opened my eyes to see what was happening. He dragged himself lower and placed his cock on my asshole and slowly pushed it in. He grabbed my tits from behind and humped me slowly. It felt so good sliding in and out, but then my saliva quickly rubbed away and the dry friction started to hurt me.

"Daddy, it hurts!" I screeched at him.

"Just hold on." He said, pushing his cock in farther.

"Daddy!!"

"Just a minute!" He shouted, and I kept my mouth shut. "Ohh fuck." He sighed, and I could feel cum pumping into my asshole. Even when he was done, he left it in there and played with my tits.

"Daddy, Sydney gets married today, remember?"

"I knew I fucking forgot something!" He yelled out loud, and quickly got himself up. "When is it?"

"It's in two hours." I told him.

We ran into the shower together, but we didn't waste any time cleaning ourselves up. Then I ran into my room, which was basically being used as a closet for a few years now since I slept with my dad, and took out a pink silky dress. I particularly liked this dress because of it's skirt, which was barely enough to cover my thighs, but very formal. It was loose enough to attract attention when there was wind, and tight enough to show the curve of my butt.

"Hurry it up Linda!"

"I'm ready, I'm ready!" I talked to myself as I ran down the stairs. He was already in his suit waiting in the car.

"How long do we have?" I asked, adjusting my top.

"Approximately... one and half hour. But since we have to talk to the guests and stuff, I'll leave it to an hour."

"The church is about forty five minutes away." I sighed in relief.

"Well, let's go then." He started the engine.

We listened to the radio on the way, and laughed at some corny jokes. When it was red light, he placed his hand between my skirt and played with me through the thong, even though it didn't cover much. We were so shocked when the car next to us honked their horn. I decided to give them a show by bending my seat back, and pulling my panties to my ankle, then placing my ankles on the window.

"That'll be enough, Linda." My dad stated using his "I am serious" tone, and I brought my leg down and put my panties back where it was.

"Good job girl, you just attracted a cop." He blamed me, pulling over. I looked back and saw a police car with its sirens on.

"Don't say anything, let daddy handle it."

The policeman walked to the driver's window.

"May I see your drivers license and registration please."

"Yes, yes... here.." Dad stuttered. I guess he wasn't expecting a hulky 6 ft guy with arms thick as his face.

"Hi officer, we're really in a hurry here. You see, my sister is getting married today-"

"Linda, be quiet." Dad was being an asshole again.

"Well, in that case.. I guess I can take up on some negotiations." The policeman said nodding, "After all, only thing you did was flash the whole highway with your uh..."

"Daddy." I added.

"With your daddy, next to you. Anyway, if you would come out and walk with me to my car, I'm sure we can arrange something that can get you away."

Dad undid his seat belt.

"Your daughter, I was talking to your daughter." The officer smirked.

"Oh, alright." He mumbled under his breath.

"Let your little Linda handle it." I whispered into dad's ears.

I walked out of the car and walked to the police car. The officer walked towards the car also. I could see people looking at us while driving by.

"Get in." The officer said, opening the rear door for me.

"Thanks." I said sarcastically.

I bent over slightly to get in, and I felt a hand on my butt. He got in right after me. I unzipped his pants, and bent over on my side to get it in my mouth. He groaned as I licked the head. I thought it was already hard, but it was getting bigger by each lick, and it was already eleven inches! I felt a hand behind me, and it made me do the unthinkable. He pushed his whole cock into my mouth, down my throat. I could feel his pubic hair on my nose and face.

I patted the seat to tell him that I was choking, but he didn't care. Tears started forming in my eyes. He slowly pulled my head up, and started fucking my face. He grabbed my tits with the other hand that was free and groped me with it. After a few more minutes of this hell, he pulled his cock out and well, "poured" his cum all over me. He was nice enough to give me a few wet wipes though.

"Be careful on the road." The officer said to my dad, as I got back into the car. He then walked back to his police vehicle and got back on the road. Dad started driving again, taking glances time to time.

"What daddy, never saw your daughter drenched in sperm?" I asked with a pissy tone. Some of the sperm got in my hair and it was starting to stick together.

"No, no..." He mumbled, sounded even a bit surprised.

"Aww dad, I'm sorry for sounding like that" I apologized.

"No, it's alright." He muttered.

I undid my seat belt, and moved my hand to his crotch and started rubbing it. Then I unzipped his pants.

"Just so you won't be a baby." I said to dad, and bent over under his arm, then took his cock in my mouth.

"You're the best daughter anyone can have." He said laughing, patting my head. It seemed to distract him quite a bit, so I licked it lightly as he drove, and gave him the best part when he stopped at a red light.

We arrived at church just in time. Guests started to come in. Dad and I walked to who seemed like the groom's father and mother.

"Hello, my name is Linda. I'm the bride's sister." I introduced myself.

"My name is Frank, the groom's father. You must be the bride's father, I assume?" He pointed at my dad.

I was amazed that they haven't met before. I walked away from them to greet my sister's friends and my dad's friends. Some of my friends who knew Sydney came also. Some of the people from the groom's side came to me and introduced themselves, such as the grooms uncle, groom's friends and the groom's father's friends.

"You and your sister look so much alike, such dazzling beauties." The groom's uncle told me.

"Would you like a blowjob?" I whispered into his ears, and watched his eyes widen in excitement. I slid next to him, and squeezed his cock through the suit. Watching his priceless emotion, I rubbed my thumb on what felt like the head of the cock, then i held his hand and lead him to the bathroom.

"Why don't you lean against the wall?" I asked him, and knelt before him. He undid his belt and pushed his pants down enough to reveal his cock. It wasn't necessarily huge, but it was obviously beyond average. I cupped his balls and started licking them, then base to the tip, I licked and kissed it clean.

"Ca.. can you show me ahh your breasts?" He said with a difficulty. I winked at him still with the tip of the cock in my mouth. I lowered my shoulder straps, then let them fall down to reveal my breast. A bra ruined the basic "cleavage showoff" of this dress, so I didn't wear it to begin with. He yelped in excitement as he saw my breasts. I took three-four inches in my mouth and breathed a sigh through my nose, leaving him shivering. I sucked the cock like a lollipop, licking the tip yet still a gentle grip around the bottom of the cock.

He burst in my mouth, and although I've swallowed as much as I could, more than half spilled and dripped out of my mouth. I smiled at him, and he grinned back. As I was about to stand up, a person came in. I didn't know who it was, but the uncle seemed to know him.

"Who is that?" I asked, cleaning his cock with my mouth.

"A friend of Jim." He answered. The door opened again, and there were at least six people coming in to the toilets.

"Heard there was a party going on here!" Somebody said, and I was being grabbed. One of them unzipped and brought their cock to my lips, and somebody grabbed my hips.

"This chick is hot!" The one I started sucking exclaimed.

"Definitely!" Some other guy said from behind, and I felt a cock crawling into my pussy.

More and more people came in, and they left as soon as my service for them finished. I couldn't spot the groom's uncle anywhere. As soon as the first guy left, I shouted "Don't ruin my dress!". As I said this I noticed a few friends of mine entering, but they dodged my eye.

"Come on Linda, hurry it up." A familiar voice said in front of me. I looked up, and saw my cousin grinning down at me. I've had sex with this guy before, I remembered. We went on a week long cruise on a family reunion, and I remember having sex with a few of my family members. Sydney and I did a lot of kinky stuff on that week, I'll tell you about it in another time.

Anyway, I quickly stuffed the cock in my throat and massaged the bottom of his cock with my tongue. Just like the other guys, he came in my mouth quickly after I started servicing him. After maybe twenty minutes, there were only several more guys left. All my holes were penetrated and had sperm flowing out. My face was covered in cum. I was already full from swallowing so much, and the amount of the sperm flowing out of my asshole tickled me.

"Sorry guys, I'm the bride's sister. Gotta go." I apologized to them, and walked to the mirror to start cleaning myself up. They awed in disappointment and started to leave one by one. I was damn tired! I cursed the people who cummed on my dress and hair instead of in my mouth, or in any of my holes.

Right then, something amazing happened. As I was trying to get sperm out of my hair and wiping the sperm away with paper towel, the minister entered. I guess the amount of sperm on the floor kind of startled and scared him.

"No wonder there were so many going into this bathroom." He said, unzipping his pants.

"Sorry, I'm done for right now, just trying to clean up." I replied.

"If you need to clean up, I have a better way."

"How?" I asked curiously.

He walked next to me and grabbed my ass, and put his other hand on my tits. He pinched my nipple as his hand on my ass traced its way to my cleaned pussy.

"You sure you're done for the day?" He asked, pinching my nipple. I was tired beyond limit, and this was just annoying me.

"Yeah, I'm sure. What better way do you have?"

He let go of my body, then grabbed my neck. He kicked open a section, and pushed my head into the toilet. I felt my skirt being lifted up, and a cock entering my pussy. He flushed down the toilet a few times as he pumped in and out of my pussy. My hair was starting to catch onto the wave and slowly pulled into the toilet.

He pushed his cock all the way into my little hole, stretching it with its width. It was not over-the- average length, but very thick. The pleasure came from stretching my pussy instead of how deep it touched.

He held tight on my hip with his right hand, but still pushed my head toward the toilet. As time passed, I couldn't hold my breath anymore. It had to be at least two minutes with my head inside the toilet. Images came to my mind. I could see my mother laying naked in a dark warehouse. Her hands were tied to her back and her legs cuffed together. Men came in wearing suits. They whipped her with their belt and started abusing her. They soon stripped of their clothes and fucked her brutally. And then they left, leaving a couple hundred dollar bills on her cum covered body. A big tall guy came in and took the money, then left her some food.

I felt being lifted up. I felt like I was relieving myself from this world and going to heaven. Then I felt another painful push into my pussy, stretching it as far as possible. I woke up to find myself bent over the sink. The minister was still fucking me. But right after that thought, he came in my pussy. I could feel it overloading and dripping down between my thighs. I sighed in relief that it was over.

"Clean this."

I got on my knees and wrapped the cock with my hands. I couldn't get my hands around it. I licked the head where cum was still dripping out slowly while I pumped his cock with both my hands. After about a minute, he slapped my face to the floor, and left.

I cleaned myself quick and joined my dad. He sat in the front row, waiting for me.

"Aren't you drenched." He commented, sliding his left hand between my thigh, rubbing the soft skin. I looked at the minister as he annoonced the couple as wife and husband. Throughout the service dad was slipping his fingers in and around my sticky wet pussy. I had to grab his hand a few times to stop him otherwise id have screamed through an orgasm.

There was a party that night at my house. Not a normal party, it stopped being normal as soon as I was spotted giving a blowjob to the groom's uncle. The guests from the groom's side figured that sisters were the same, and wanted Sydney to pleasure them. She resisted, but then they tied her up.

In fact, they had been fucking her in the small bathroom two by two, but as soon as the groom fell asleep, she was dragged to the backyard. She was screaming and crying but the cock in her mouth muffled her. As soon as some of the neighbors noticed what was going on, they joined the crowd. Fifteen, or maybe twenty men were taking their turns raping her. I could see some other women were being tied up also, being prepared to join the unwilling orgy.

"You're fine here."

I turned around to find the groom, completely awake looking at the scene next to me.

"Aren't you gonna go help her?" I asked as I got on my knees. I unzipped his pants, and I could see his cock bulging, and occasionally flexing behind the boxers. He walked to the bed and sat down, and I stood up to take my clothes off, and kneeled between his spread legs. I pulled his boxers down and placed the cock in my hands. Gasping at the size, I examined the cock. It was at least twelve inch in length, and almost thick as a baseball. I imagined my sister pleasuring this monster every night as I took it into my mouth.

Two months later, my sister divorced him. She was pregnant and father was unknown. My father sent her to the rehab to restore her crazed mind that came from the extreme abuse. And as for me, I still enjoyed nights with my father, and occasionally, with my brother-in-law.

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