Revenge on my Bully with the Help of his Twin Sister [MF] [Long]

Sorry this is kind of long. But the back story is necessary…I think.

By the time summer rolled around in 2006 and freshman year was over, things had hit a snag between Abigail and myself. The long distance thing had really taken its toll. We both cried when we realized how unsustainable it felt. Two full-time students with jobs and a couple of hours between us had caused a strain.

I’d still visit some weekends, and we talked everyday still. There was the awkwardness where I love you’s used to be, we ended up fucking a few times, and she briefly dated (but didn’t sleep with) another guy. With the migration to Facebook, we both had our relationship status as “it’s complicated” as we tried to figure out what we really wanted.

Sure, I missed the days of laughing at cheesy porn, watching movies and playing games, and long talks that flowed easily. But it’s hard when you need someone and they’re not there. Phone calls and IMs can leave a lot to be desired. It was the choice we had to make.

Jason returned home that summer, and true to form decided to make fun of me for dating his twin sister. He once came into my work and actually sought me out.

“I don’t even know what the brainiac sees in you.”

“You make fun of your own twin sister.” I said with the confidence I’d found through friends in college and my time with Abigail. “But I guess you’ll be happy to learn we decided to be friends because the distance was too much of a burden.”

This, of course, made him happy. He was doubling down on the targets he could because he learned the hard way that college wasn’t high school. He couldn’t use athletics to get special treatment scholastically, he wasn’t the star player, just another team member, and his entitlement and bullying nature wasn’t accepted by his peers.

At school, the easiest target was Abigail. He’d always gotten away with it anyway. Mostly it was coming into her dorm room to “borrow” her stuff or take her car. Sure, he got everything he wanted from his parents. But slipping grades caused them to question him more. Abigail had started to leave her door locked even when she was in there because of this, though she didn’t always think of it.

All of this is important because in early 2007, I made one of my semi-regular visits to see Abigail. This one was very last minute as I had something very important to talk to her about. I lucked out to have the weekend off and that she didn’t have plans. I hadn’t long been there and we were sitting on her bed when the door flew open.

“I need your car.” Jason demanded, reaching for the keys. Then froze. “What the fuck are you doing here? You said y’all broke up. For someone so smart, I can’t believe she’d take you back.”

“I didn’t say we weren’t still friends. And besides, is it any business of yours what your sister or I do?”

I don’t know what came over me. But in that moment I looked into the deep blue green eyes. The same eyes that always drew me in. And I went for it. Leaning in, I planted a big kiss right on her lips. And after a stunned moment, she reciprocated.

“Ugh. Whatever.” Jason groaned. “So you kissed my sister. Big deal. I’ve fucked girls you couldn’t dream of.”

“And he’s fucked me. Likely better than any girl you’ve disappointed.” Abigail retorted, surprising us both. “In fact, maybe let us know when you’ve experienced love and a real connection like we have. Then maybe you can talk. Oh, and by the way. His dick isn’t the only thing he’s filled my pussy with.”

Jason stormed out, muttering, and forgetting the keys. Abigail locked the door.

“Are you saying we should try again?”

“I was saying we never should have stopped. Michael couldn’t cut it. I couldn’t even kiss him because it felt like cheating. He couldn’t reach me the way you do. I feel empty without you.”

The passion took over and we began to kiss and explore each other’s bodies with our hands. We ended up nude, facing each other when I remembered what I had come to talk about: I’d been accepted as a transfer student to her school. She made me confirm my intent to enroll then and there.

As I returned to my spot on her bed, she moved closer so my hard dick was pressed against her soft stomach.

“You know what amazes me?”

“What’s that?”

“How this” she said, grabbing my dick. “Fits inside me and still feels so good.”

I had never thought about it before until seeing my erection against her body, and didn’t have time to consider as she moved over it and slowly worked her body onto it. Sighing as she did so, when she rested in my lap she moaned how she missed this and began to slowly move her body on my shaft.

She and I had come a long way since we lost our virginities. We were over our performance anxiety. No longer did she worry about her large areolae, the paunch on her stomach, nor I about my chub and mental illnesses. We both knew the other was into it mentally and physically.

My hands were free to roam her body as she rode me. She threw her head back and moaned as my fingers lightly traced her skin. She shivered as I lightly grazed her sides before my hands caressed the soft breasts I loved so much.

Her pussy was tight on my cock as she rode. I began to moan myself as I took her nipple into my mouth and lick and suck while her body worked it’s magic.

“God, I love you so much” she moaned, grabbing me tightly. “I love your dick in my body, filling me up. Fuck, I…I…unnnggghhhh.”

I grabbed Abigail’s waist as she came. Her pussy gripping hard against me. I laid her down with my dick still inside her and began to slowly take control. She raised her hips and put the pillow under her amazing ass. Slowly I thrusted into her warm, tight, wet hole. I pushed as deep as I could and we both moaned in passion.

My thrusts sped up and I watch the passion in her eyes and the way her tits and body moved with each collision of our bodies. Abigail began to tease her clit as I sped up my movements. Shifting and moaning, we rode the waves of passion with a desire that we hadn’t previously experienced.

“Oh my God!” She moaned out, grabbing the sheets. “Fuck me baby. You fill me up so…mmmmmm…yes. Just like that. Don’t stop. You’re going to make me cum!”

I looked into the deep green blue eyes as they rolled back. Her body squeeze me again, and I remained frozen as her muscles contracted and released my hard cock. The waves began to subside and I began to fuck her harder.

“Yes baby! Fuck yes! Mmmmmm…harder baby. Fuck me hard. I want to feel you fill my pussy with…aaaaaahhhhh…with…mmmmmm…cum in me. Oh shit! Aaaaaaaaaagggggghhhhhhh!”

The unexpected orgasm swept her. Her bouncing tits and squeezing of my cock sent me over the edge. I pushed as hard as I could as my body went weak and I could only grown as my cum shot into her body with each wave of orgasm.

I collapsed beside her in the tiny dorm bed and pulled her close. We lay there talking and laughing, mostly at her brother’s expense. Knowing he was stuck with the knowledge the guy he hated had fucked and cum inside his twin sister. And it wouldn’t be the only time he got more than he bargained for in that regard.

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