[MF] Don’t fuck my sister!

This event happened some 8 years ago now or so. I’ve dated a little too much over the years, so I’ve a tendency to forget some of my *escapades*. I recalled this one last night when I was chatting to a work colleague. A large portion of it is quite clear but I’ll be paraphrasing in parts.

A little about me: Irish, 6’1″, 175lbs, athletic, short fair hair and a well kept red beard.

In my early twenties I lived with one of my best mates and his girlfriend after I broke up with a crazy and toxic AF ex-GF. I’ll refer to them as Jack and Jill, as they don’t play much of a part in the story beyond some context.

Jill and I never really got along, but she loved my friend and so did I. So we did our best to be civil. Jill was, and still is to this day one of the most psychotic people I have ever met. Needless to say, I can be overprotective, thus our relationship was hit and miss.

This story takes place after we’d gone our separate ways and they moved away from my hometown. Months passed, they had a kid, and Jack shoots me a message and asks me if I want to come down and visit and we can head out for a couple beers. At this point I knew he hadn’t been out in forever and Jill was still driving him insane.

So, I made the trip down and we began chatting as he drove from the bus station to his house. We picked up where we left off, as if we’d seen one another yesterday. Truthfully, I can’t recall the exact conversation beyond knowing that we were having the banter and a good laugh. We pulled up outside the house and he said that Jill’s sister Jane would be babysitting for the night so we can head into the large town nearby. We walked into the house and where I was greeted by an 18 year old with long black hair scratching down to her mid back, pale white skin, blue eyes and a pretty face. In terms of dress, she wore a tank top and one of those baggy gypsy pants that that some hippy type people wear. I like them actually, they look very comfortable. Her figure was slender with small breasts and a small ass, but there was something about her that turned me on instantly. She smiled at me and I got that feeling where you know something will happen. We shook hands and introduced one another and shared a smile.

At this point Jill came in and looked at me “Hey fucker.”

“Hey bitch.” We laughed, hugged and made our way into the kitchen.

Jack was behind me taking cold beers out of the fridge while we heard Jane go upstairs to check on their young child. Jill was doing her make up but looked over at me and spoke in that serious laughing voice people do when they’re being frightfully serious. “I swear to god, I know what you’re like, do not, I repeat, do not fuck my sister.”

“Wait, what?”

Jack began laughing and rolling his eyes at Jill. “As if He’d do something like that.” the sarcasm in his voice was so thick you could cut it in half like a bread roll.

Bastard was hanging me out to dry.

“oh fuck off both of you.” said Jill “You’re both dirty horny bastards. I’m serious dude, don’t fuck my sister.”

I crossed my fingers behind my back, where I heard Jack snickering immediately “I promise.” I said holding back a smile.

Jill’s eyes narrowed and she went back to doing her make up.

The night inqesution was largely decent, one of Jill’s friends joined us at the bars where we flirted lightly, but I genuinely didn’t come down to get laid. I really missed my buddy and just wanted a good night out with him. We drank, and then we drank some more and eventually made our way to some shitty nightclub. By this point Jill was getting drunk, obnoxious and just plain fucking rude. She did what she always did and began arguing with Jack. He argued back at first but said *fuck it* and came over to me. We did our best in the nightclub to have a good time, but Jill (as usual) had spoiled the mood. So, Jack had a bright idea “lets piss her off a little.” We began dancing in general but indirectly made our way over near some girls who’d been half eyeing us up. We never hit on them or anything, but it was enough to make Jill’s blood boil. Suddenly She and her friend joined us dancing. Her face was red with rage but she somehow kept it together – which honestly surprised me.

Eventually, the night came to a close, we got in a taxi and made our way back to their house, with Jill’s mate going back to hers. On the way to the taxi we got soaked through to the skin, and again when we left the taxi (fucking irish weather) and made our way to their front door. I paid the guy so I was the last one in.

Jane was waiting for me at the door where she greeted with me with a warm smile. “You’re all wet, and not in a good way.” shes joked. Herl ong hair coming down over one shoulder covering her left breast. She was still i nthe clothes form earlier, but she had this comfortable look about her, and honestly, she looked so hot.

I looked down at my clothes and she had a point. Jack and Jill went up the hill, haha, jokes they went to bed almost right away, either they were arguing or they hate fucked each other upstairs.

Who knows.

Jane led me into the sitting room where she’d clearly spent the night in. “The little lady is asleep I imagine?”

“Yeah, she sleeps like a log and has been out for hours upstairs in her cot.”

“I see, so it’s only you and me then..”

“I guess it is.” she said biting her lower lip. She broke the silence by stating that I should take off those wet clothes. My pants weren’t too bad but my sweater and t-shirt were soaked. I threw them onto an arm chair and leaned in to kiss Jane. Her lips were as soft as silk but the kiss sent bolts of electricity all over my body. She bit my lower lip as I rubbed her small breasts. While I wanted to rip her clothes off right away, I also wanted to get to know her a little bit more, that, and build some healthy sexual tension. I broke off and asked her if she’d like one of my last 2 beers.

“Hell yes, I’ve been sober all night.”

We drank, smoked a joint and got to know each other. It became clear very quickly that she was a free spirit and very easy going – living up to that hippy stereotype if you will. We had moved away from the fireplace and were now sat on the couch. We began kissing again, only this time, neither of us were interested in stopping. We kissed like we’d been possessed and our clothes flew off in every direction. My jaw dropped when I seen her small breasts, they were no larger than a B-cup, but they were so perky, and her nipples were the perfect size. Suckling her left nipple, I lightly pinched her right. She began moaning in my ear as her nails scratched my back. Her hand dropped to my cock which was straining against my jeans but I broke our embrace and got onto my knees. “Ladies first.”

She took off her pants and her black thong too, revealing a bald pussy with decent sized labia and a large clit. I was drooling at the mouth. I began tracing out the alphabet on her clit with my tongue as she gripped the hair on my head tightly and began face fucking me. Her pussy was juicy, soft, and tasted amazing. I was obsessed with it. I inserted a single finger and began fingering her g-spot and this was enough to sent her over the edge. She came, and she came hard as her juices filled my mouth. I expected her to sit still given how hard she had came.

I was wrong.

She got down on her knees and ripped my pants off and began instantly deep throating my cock. She began by flicking the tip of my cock with her tongue as she lightly pumped the shaft. Enveloping the head she sucked it like a lollipop and massaged my balls (which have always been nice and big). The woman had a magic mouth and she quickly felt me tense up. Releasing my cock from her mouth she smiled like a hungry cum slut you see in porno’s and began sucking my balls. I was in total heaven abut I wanted her pussy, and I wanted it now.

I took her hand gently and got her stand up. “I want you.” I said whispering in her ear. I sit down on the couch and she mounts me. My cock was immediately inside her and we both released that first moan of pure satisfaction when pussy wraps around cock. The head of my cock is moving in and out slowly as we’re both being swept away in the moment. While I absolutely hate condoms with a fiery passion, in the back of my mind I was curious that she hadn’t asked me to wear one. Eventually we both got a moment of clarity and she asked me to put one on.

In those days at age 23, condoms didnt quite affect me as severely as they do today. Due to the severe lack of feeling at all with one on I quickly grew to hated them, but always had some on my person. At the end of the day, best safe than sorry. I pulled one out, and we began fucking on the couch in the sitting room. She was so damned tight it was difficult even with a condom on to get the head of my cock inside her. Eventually she adjusted to my girth and we fucked a little more freely. Some noise in the room above us reminded me of Jill’s stern warning ‘Dont fuck me sister.’ Jane gave me a similar look and said that we’d best go to her room. Neither of us had cum from sex yet so we were still horny AF. We grabbed our clothes and bolted upstairs.

It somewhere between 3 and 4:30am. I had 3 condoms left and over the course of the next hour and a half, we used all of them. She had one rolling orgasms after another and I had cum once (blasted condoms). The lust, the energy, every thing was perfect. we became lost in each others bodies. I have felt such a connection only a handful of times since. Eventually we ran out of condoms and I was so hard it was painful and her pussy juice was dripping onto the bed sheets.

“Get another condom.” asked Jane breathlessly. I looked through my wallet and to no success

“You hardly have some on you.” I asked as I held my wallet upside down.

“Oh shit, I actually don’t.”

It didn’t need to be said that we both wanted to fuck for another few hours. “I guess that’s it then.” I said recalling that she had told me she was strict with condoms. I was obviously going to respect her in that.

“You know what, who gives a fuck at this point.”

“Are you sure?” My cock literally grew an extra half inch and I thought it’d burst in two it was so erect and painful.

“Yeah, I want you, and I want that thing inside me.” Inserting my overly erect cock inside her tight, bald hippy pussy made us both groan so loudly we didn’t even care who we woke up. After hours of foreplay, and condom sex that was good, but not anywhere near this. This was a slice of heaven.

“Fucking hell, it’s so much better without the condoms.’

‘I know.’ From this point onwards, the pent up pressure and this new feeling we both shared as we fucked eachother bareback for the first time caused Jane to immediately start talking dirty “Fill my pussy with that big cock.”

While I am a good size all round, it was a great confidence booster and it was enough to send me over the edge almost right away. We both came together a few seconds later as I shot 4 or 5 thick ropes of cum inside her. I felt her pussy explode as her hot jucies washed down the length of my shaft and out onto the bed sheets.

We both collapsed glistening in sweat and passed out.

The following morning, we both woke up at the same time and our loins had the that fuzzy warm feeling from a night of great sex. We both agreed that we were a little tender (from the condoms) but she’d grabbed my hand and put it in her pussy. She was soaking (again) and I was literally poking a deeper hole in my belly button.

She puts my fingers to my nose and smiles devilishly “It’s been in me all night.” and licks her lips over that toothy smile of hers. Withotu needing a prompt, she climbs on top of me and glides my cock into her tender pussy. A beam of light escaped in through a crack in the curtains and lit up her beautiful slender body as we began to slowly fuck.

“I TOLD YOU NOT TO FUCK MY SISTER YOU CUNT.” shouts Jill from her room.

I wondered why the hag was awake so early, then I recalled that she now had an infant. The thing about Jill, that even Jane was intimately aware of was, was Jill’s violent streak. She kenw as well as I that Jill would march in and literally throw a chair at us. Still, Jane wanted me to stay, but I was like “fuck this” and left to go back to *my* room.

In hindsight as I look back, if it happened now, I definitely wouldn’t care but who knows what was going through my 23 year old brain at the time.

Then, about three years ago, I ran into Jane at a local College where I was studying TV and Film Production. Jack and Jill had split up (thankfully) and Id heard that Jane was seeing some drug dealer or bouncer or something. We both gave each other a look, although she looked more shocked than I did. She hadn’t aged a day and looked amazing. I on the other hand had grown a few inches taller, filled out and sported an epic beard. The look we exchanged made me wonder if she’d be up for it again.

I never did find out.

PS: I always try to write shorter stories, but I’m clearly incapable. Whether its the fact I’m irish and we rant a lot, or the fact I write epic fantasy everyday. Who’s to say. I’ll also admit that despite these stories of mine being true, I class myself as a rather poor writer of erotica. So, sorry if I didn’t do it for you.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jt0jb7/mf_dont_fuck_my_sister