The Village Cum Dump [MF]

I am a small town guy. I never left my home town in my 37 years on Earth. The farthest I got away was a daily commute to a school in the next town, about an hour of driving away. I love my small town. I married some girl that I grew up with: We played together as kids, then we went together to school, we got a couple and then we married. Our wedding day was around 15 years ago.

Our marriage was nothing but awesome in the beginning. It was great for about 10 years. We produced four kids in that time. But in our tenth year, things began to get stale. We weren’t arguing with each other all the time. We weren’t cheating on each other. Just the attraction towards each other left. We tried to get it back, but unfortunately, it didn’t work out. The fire was out. Totally out.

We talked a lot about what we should do next. Should we stay together for the kids? Should we go on as roommates that sleep in the same bed? Or should we just break up? It took us some time to come to a conclusion. Lot’s of tears were running down our cheeks during that time. It was hard for both of us. But in the end, we decided to split up. To accept the fact that we were getting a long with each other as friends, not as lovers.

After all the paperwork was done, wait, even before it all was done, it was my turn to move out of our house. It sucked, but I accepted my faith. It is easier for one person to move than for a whole family.

Luckily a house next to my parent’s home just got empty. The tenants were leaving town. Someone found a better job elsewhere. So I moved in. Rent was dirt cheap, because the house was owned by my parents. And they were more than glad to help me out after they heard about my divorce, heard about my marriage breaking up.

A few weeks, a few months passed by. It all worked out great. My ex wife and I got along much better. They kids took it okay. And I was a free man. I could do whatever I want. When I wanted – well, not on the days when I had the kids, bit I think you get what I am up too.

But totally free me was getting lonely. And bored. I missed company. I missed female company. But there were hardly any single women my age in town. I even can give you an exact number on how many there were: Two. One 38 year old teacher, I just didn’t got along with her at all, and my 33 year old sister. My sister, as hot as she might be, she was no option here. You just don’t fuck your own sister. Or better said, I didn’t fuck my own sister back then.

To cure my loneliness – always when my children were with my ex wife, I am a responsible father – I began to hang out at a local bar. Or better said, in the only bar in town. Yes, my town only has one. There I was playing dart, billiard, watching sports, drinking a beer now and then while hitting on some women. And yes, I was successful. But it were only one offs, just some quick fucks before they went back home to their husbands. I, I was looking for more. I was looking for a relationship. Someone to go out with, someone to hang out with, someone to build a family with.

My sis had the same life style like I had. She spent much of her free time in the bar too. She was fucking around too. Well, she was known as the village cum dump. If you wanted to fuck someone else than your wife, you went to the bar, paid her some drinks and then you ended up with her. You could do it as often as you wanted. Or as long as you got away with it.

Sis loved – and loves – to be a slut. To be the town’s only slut. To suck other men’s balls dry. To let them use her. To let them fuck her up the ass. And only up the ass, because her only method of birth control was: Don’t stick your dick inside my pussy.

But besides sis enjoying the occasional fuck, she was terrible lonely too. She was dating a few men in her life, but nothing worked out in the end. So sis and I ended up together, on those days where nothing else was happening. We were sitting in the bar, having a drink and we talked. About our problems, about the weather and some casual chit chat.

We did that for months. We two began to look forward to meet each other. We got closer. Until we came up with a great idea one night: Nearly every single social activity in town – besides drinking in the bar – was based around couples. So why not pretending to be one, to be able to join in? To be a part of the couples world?

We had our first trial run on Sunday. We attended church together – yes, it is something you do in our town, part of the experience. People were looking at us, maybe some of them made some not very nice comments behind our backs, but the overall reactions onto us two showing up together were more than just okay. Most of the people smiled at us. Even my ex wife – in church with her new partner, a guy I work with – sent some surprised, welcoming smile towards me.

After the mess was finished, we were socializing in front of the church. Everyone was there. Even our parents. Again, nothing out of the ordinary happened. People kept on talking with us. And we kept on talking with them.

Our first trial run was a full success. So sis and I showed up everywhere together: Neighborhood BBQs, at family events, hiking trips with friends – yes, all of them couples – and so on, and so on. No one called us out. No one called us perverts. They just accepted us. And we, went along. We kept on playing couple. We were happy to have a social life. We loved it. And we began to love spending time with each other.

Besides going out together, my sister began to hang out at my place nearly every day. You could say, sis more or less moved in with me. Yes, into my house, because it was bigger and just a nicer place to be – I have some talent for interior design – than hers. Altogether I saw her more often, I spent more time with her then I spent with my kids. And it was during that period of time, that sis and I stopped hanging out at the bar. We stopped hooking up. We stopped looking for partners. We had each other.

And yes, some men in town weren’t happy it all that their cum dump was gone. That there was no one to fuck when they were out. That I took her away from them. That I was the only one fucking her. But I wasn’t fucking her back then. We just were friends. Damn fucking best friends. That spent nearly all free time with each other. Okay, while writing those lines, I realize, we were a couple back then. A sexless one, but we were one.

Looking back now, I even see something I didn’t saw back then. All the time sis was over at my place, she tried to get my attention. She tried to turn me on. By wearing the sluttiest outfits you can imagine. By bending over, wearing no panties, at every damn fucking opportunity. By showing me her damn hot boobs. But again, back then, I only saw my sister in her. It must have driven her nuts. Her stupid brother not getting any damn fucking hints. But she stayed at it, she stayed persistent in chasing her goals.

One hot summer night, sis achieved her goal. The heat was standing in town. Clothing was done to a bare minimum. No, there is no AC in my place. I am against it. And normally it doesn’t get that hot. But that damn night was damn fucking hot one. Believe me.

Sis was over at my place. My kids where at my ex wives place. Sis was standing next to me in the kitchen. Her body covered in sweat. She was wearing nothing but her underwear. No, no fancy lingerie, just an ordinary bra and the most average pair of panties. Her scent was filling the air. She smells so good. Looking at her, standing next to her in the kitchen while preparing some snack, I just lost it. Horny me finally took over. He won the battle against reasonable me. My dick was rock hard. She smiled at the bulge between my legs. A few seconds later my hand landed on her beautiful ass. She let out a cute little moan: “Mmm. Yes brother.”

I pulled her closer to me. I pressed her body against mine. Our lips were meeting for the first time. Passionate kissing set in. My hands were on her ass. Her hands were running up and down my back. My rock hard dick was touching her excited body.

Tension was building up. Sexual tension was filling the air. Two sweaty bodies constantly touching. Her underwear, my boxers and my T-shirt were slowly flying towards the ground. Fuck, she looks so good, was all that was in my brain. I wanted her. My rock hard dick wanted her. And she wanted me. Two siblings wanted each other.

The kissing, the touching got more intense. I placed her on the kitchen top. She opened up my legs for me. Showed me her tasty pussy. I had to dig in. I had to eat her out. Damn it, she tasted great. My tongue was on her clit for some time. Then I brought in a few fingers in the game. I finger fucked her some time. She moaned all the time.

Until she pulled me up again. Until she sucked her juices off my lips. Then she whispered in my ear: “Breed me brother. Fuck my unprotected pussy. Make me a mom. Plant your seed in me.”

Hearing her saying that made my dick even harder. Nothing but a turn on for me: “Yes, sis, I am going to make you a mommy.”

After saying so kissing set in. While kissing I slid my rock hard dick inside her dripping wet pussy. It felt great. For both of us. She moaned out loud. I began to fuck her. Gentle. Slowly. Enjoying the moment. Letting myself go. She did the same. Every damn thrust felt nothing but awesome.

Every damn thrust of mine brought us closer to an orgasm. Fuck, it felt great. My arms kept her close. Her nails were scratching my back. And another hard and deep thrust. And the next one. My balls began to ache. She moaned out louder and more intense. My dick was ready to explode. Her body was ready to explode. And boom. My balls empty themselves into her unprotected pussy. She came with me. Her body was trembling or some time after.

After we were ourselves again, we smiled at each other. We hugged each other. We kissed each other. Nope, no cuddling, it was too hot for that. But we enjoyed each others company over and over again. We fucked each others brains out on every opportunity. And yes, I got her pregnant. She currently, as I write those lines, is carrying our child. And our surrounding, you might ask, well, they just accepted us and or doing. They don’t care about the fact that we are brother and sister, neither do we. We are nothing but a loving couple, soon to be some loving parents.

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