The sordid details for these events are a bit hazy since they took place long ago, so it’s less sexy than normal so feel free to skip it.
I had a friend who I hung out with a lot in the summer after I graduated high school. Her style seemed inspired by Avril Lavigne with the wife beaters, dark bra, boots, and dark eye makeup. She considered herself punk rock nonetheless so I’ll call her Punky. 5’7″ D cups, dark pixie hair and a pear shaped body. She was a lesbian and had never been with a man before. I knew she hung out with me mostly because I had a car and could drive her places, but in turn she knew where to go to meet up with other lesbian and bisexual girls, so it was mutually beneficial.
One night on the way home on a night she struck out she confided that she was at some level curious about having sex with a man, but could never see herself having a relationship with one, and the prospect of making out with one revolted her. So being the gentleman I am, offered my services. She gave me a dirty look and said “I don’t think so”. That was the end of that for a few minutes then changed the subject back to my offer and asked to see my dick first.
I was driving so I told her that she needed to take it out for me. She seemed both intrigued and resistant, but started to unzip me and took out my half hard cock.
“Isn’t it supposed to be stiff?”, she asked.
“You gotta stroke it a bit to harden it up”
She did as I instructed with her continued mixed feelings, and in no time I was rock solid. By this time we had parked at an empty lot not too far from her house. She continued to stroke it and look at it.
“If you want to start off easy, you can just suck it for a while and see how you can handle that”, I offered.
“I’m not sure, I have a little mouth and you have a really big dick”, she replied. As a side note, this was literally the first time anyone has told me that I had a big dick. It didn’t occur to me until I was looking back on it years later that it was literally the first dick she had seen in person and how the hell would she know if it was big or not? I digress.
“Just try it out and if you can’t then you can’t”
“Ok. But don’t look at me when I’m doing it. And don’t you dare cum in my mouth!”, she said insistingly.
“I’ll warn you if I’m about to cum, don’t worry”
I reclined my seat and she moved in. I would like to say that she was a natural and it was the hottest blowjob of my life, but that wasn’t the case. In fact, if you were to tell me before that night that there is such a thing as a bad blowjob, I wouldn’t have believed you. But really it was bad. Very bad. It seemed like she removed all moisture from her mouth and was careful to limit any contact between her mouth and my dick. After a few minutes I tapped her on the head and told her that if she keeps going I’ll cum. I really just wanted it to end. She adjusted herself and I drove her home. She said that she doesn’t think dick is right for her and she’ll stick to pussy before I dropped her off.
Despite the woeful blowjob, she would continue to lord it over me whenever she wanted a favor (mostly a car ride) and I didn’t want to do it.
“But I sucked your dick!”, she’d say, no matter who else was in ear shot. I started to limit my time with her because of her constant attempts at coercion.
About a month later, a friend of mine wanted me to tag along on his date because the girl he wanted to hook up with had her friend over and she didn’t want to ditch her. These kinds of double dates never go well, but I took one for the team. We picked them up and I introduced myself to her friend. She was 5’4″, very skinny, A cup, dark skinned Latina with curly hair. The very first thing she said to me was “I’m not having sex with you.” No hello, no name, just “I’m not having sex with you”, dripping with salt and bitchiness. Thus I’ll refer to her as Salty. It was in this moment that I set out to prove her wrong.
We went in the double date and it was going well for the most part, except for Salty and her perpetual bitch face. It wasn’t even resting bitch face, it was active bitch face. She seemed to be going out of her way to not have a good time. It wasn’t until later when my friend and his date wandered off to make out that I spoke directly to Salty again. She stayed silent and barely acknowledged me, until I made a lame joke at the expense of my friend. She smiled and laughed a bit. I did it again until I discovered that her sense of humor revolved around talking shit about someone else. It was a terrible thing to do, but I continued to talk smack about both my friend and hers. She ate it all up and started to open to me.
By the time my friend and his date came back, we got in his car and went to a park. We all got out and went to the very back of the park where it wasn’t lit. We talked for a while until my friend and his date ducked behind a corner to do whatever they were doing to each other. Me and Salty were left alone and before long we heard moaning from beyond the dark. She wasn’t too happy about being left like that, so I made a move to kiss her and she didn’t stop me. We made out and ran our hands across each other, and I started to finger her. The moaning got louder from the dark, so I bent her against the wall and lowered her pants. It was obvious she wasn’t planning on any action tonight because she had on the biggest granny panties I’d ever seen a skinny girl wear. I asked if she wanted to go further, and she said yes. I bent her over and started to make my way inside of her. She let out some very loud pained moans, obviously putting on a show. She asked me to slow down and be more gentle, but still continued to give exaggerated moans. Before long I pulled out and came all over the grass. It really was extra satisfying in the fact that I made this Salty bitch eat her words. It was then I noticed that the moans coming from beyond the dark had stopped. We gathered ourselves and tried to find our friends, who had went back to the car.
Despite having sex with Salty, she still was mostly cold towards me. It didn’t bother me much at this point, mission accomplished. It was about 3am at this point so we took the girls home, dropping off my friends date first. When we went to drop off Salty, her mother was outside waiting for her. We took the blame and made up some bullshit excuse, but the mom still stared daggers at me.
About two weeks after that night, I decided to hang out with Punky as I really had nothing else to do. This night she brought along her friend, who I’ll refer to as Sexy. When you think of a sultry Latina, Sexy was a perfect image. She was 5’1″ with an exaggerated hourglass figure, DD cup, big Latina booty, light features and a beaming smile. She looked a lot like Olivia Munn, only much curvier. She also had a bright, bubbly if not manic personality. Suffice to say, I was immediately attracted to her.
The three of us went to a famous landmark to mix among the crowd, as the girls were broke and thus wanted to have fun on the cheap. It became clear that Sexy was drawn to me as well, and as the night went on I could tell that Punky was getting angrier and angrier. By the end of the night, Sexy and myself had exchanged numbers. I dropped the girls off at Punky’s home and went back to my house.
The very next day I got an angry call from Punky accusing me of trying to ruin her date. As it turned out, she was really into Sexy and had tried to get with her for a while, and although Sexy was bisexual, she wasn’t interested in Punky. When Sexy finally agreed to go out on the condition that someone else go as well, Punky never expected that Sexy would be in to me. I had had enough of her shit and dropped contact with her.
I had called up Sexy and we set up a proper date together. She said she would be at another friends house for a while, but I could pick her up around 8pm. She told me the address and I had no trouble finding it. It wasn’t much of a date so much as we getting together and going at each other like animals. She had on a form-fitting t-shirt that strained against her tits and jeans that were so tight that I had intense difficulty getting them off her.
We started off just making out with her grinding in my lap in the back seat of my car. I peeled off her shirt and took turns going back and forth on her little brown nipples. We wasted no time to get each other’s pants off, and she gripped my cock, moved her little thong to the side and planted herself on to it. She took the entire head in then started to aggressively work more into herself. With every inch she let out a moan of both pain and satisfaction until I was balls deep inside her. She sat on my cock and we made out again while she rotated her hips in a circle. She leaned back and started to bounce up and down on my cock while I watched her huge tits bounce around, with my hands planted firmly on her hips. She was in a frenzy at this point, reaching down and rubbing her clit until I felt her clamp down on me and she started to do something that was halfway between a moan and a whimper. She collapsed forward on to me, and I kept pumping into her as I grabbed her plump ass.
“Please cum soon, it’s starting to hurt now”, she moaned into my ear. “I’m on the pill, you can cum inside”. I didn’t need much more motivation than that, and I let loose a torrent of DNA into her. We cleaned up and spent the rest of the night talking and laughing together.
Eventually she had to go home, so I asked her for directions. As we were nearing her house, I thought that the neighborhood looked kinda familiar, and when we got to her street, a sense of dread fell over me.
“There’s my mom, waiting for me…” she said.
Lo and behold, there was Salty’s mom waiting. “Do you live with Salty?”, I asked. “Yeah, she’s my sister. How do you know her?”
There’s no way this could have happened. Three hundred thousand people in this town and I randomly fucked two sisters without knowing they were related. They looked nothing alike other than being Latina, how could I have known?
Her mother was livid. She was calling me all kinds of terrible names in Spanish, but nonetheless I tried to apologize for bringing her daughter home at 6am. There was really nothing I could say so I left before her mother decided to start throwing some deadly chanklas at me.
Despite knowing I had also fucked her sister, I still had something of a relationship with Sexy. I wouldn’t say she was my girlfriend per se, but we were exclusive for the little time we saw each other. She was into some hard drugs in addition to being manic depressive, and eventually we thought it best to not see each other until she got the help she needed. We lost touch and last I heard she was clean and living with her girlfriend who she was in love with.
That’s all for now, next time I’ll continue with the epic saga of Ninjamindfuck.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6gjt3b/lesbian_blowjob_and_the_accidental_sisters_mf_mf
Don’t mess with the chanclas man