*This is my first attempt at sharing my stories. Feedback is appreciated.*
Part One: Danielle
I was 21 when this happened. I was in a rough place. My girlfriend of over a year had just dumped me, but we were still hooking up, fooling around and straight up fucking. It was emotionally draining. She was literally trying to hook me up with friends so she could “keep on eye on me.” I lived in apartment that my parents had built on the side of our house and was working a shit job.
Now my house was the sort of social nexus for me, my brother and sister. All of our friends would come and hang out here. A few of my kid sister’s friends had crushes on me, why I’ll never know. One was Danielle. Danielle was cute, not hot. She wore kind of frumpy clothes and was always in warm up pants or sweatshirts. I kind of knew she had a crush on me and I’d flirt when she’d be around.
One day, I had a real shitty day at work so I got home and started in drinking almost as soon as I got home. I had two beers and was chilling on my couch watching who knows what on TV when Danielle comes in. She was 19. I smile. On was on my third beer and feeling pretty good. We start chatting. There was somethingdifferent about her this time.
She was wearing a red sweater (it was Christmas time) and it was super tight. I never noticed that she had pretty big tits. I gave her a beer and she sipped it. We talked for about a half hour about nothing. I kept staring at her tits. She knew it and was showing them off.
After she finished her beer, she launched into a tirade about my ex. How much she hated her and how she was hanging out with her sister now, changing her into a dumb bimbo. She was going on and on about the way my ex treated me. She kept saying how sweet I was and how good looking I was. I could do so much better.
I don’t remember how it happened, but we wound up making out on my couch. My hands were up her shirt. Her tits were awesome, a little floppy and soft but fun to play with. She kept untucking my shirt to touch my chest. (I was a powerlifter so I had a pretty thick chest.) Then her hand went to my very hard cock. She’d been dry humping it and I was in jeans.
I asked if she wanted to see it. She nodded her head. I unzipped my jeans and pulled it out. Now, I’m not packing heat, but it’s more than enough to do the job. She started stroking it and asked me if she was doing it right. The way she said it and the way she looked at me, it’s a miracle I didn’t blow my load all over the couch.
“Can I…can I suck it?”
I could only nod, afraid that if I said yes, I’d cum.
What she lacked in experience she made up in enthusiasm. She took it too deep one time and sort of gagged. I told her to slow down, we weren’t in hurry. I reached over and undid her jeans. I hate just being idle during a blowjob and I knew that she would respond badly to me being rough or forceful. I started fingering her. She stopped for a second and I said something like, “I want to get you off too baby.”
I directed her a little bit so she played with my balls, sucking on them gently then kissing the underside of my cock. I felt her body tighten as my fingers slipped in and out while rubbing her clit. She moaned as she swallowed the head of my cock. I started going faster with my finger and she stopped sucking, leaving my cock slapping against her face as she was writhing. She came hard then attacked my cock. I think she said something like wanted my cum in her mouth. That was it, I exploded.
We sat there for a few more minutes before we put ourselves back together. She said she had to go back inside because my sister was probably missing her. We kissed and I took her number. Then the ex called.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/dfo7fx/two_sisters_two_blowjobs_one_night_mf_oral