I Married My Bully’s Twin Sister [MF]

Abigail and I both were low contact with our families. As middle child with ADHD, Bipolar, and OCD, I would never become more than what I was when I was younger or live up to my brother and sister. Abigail would never be seen in the same light as her golden child twin brother.

We were starting our careers and managing our money well when I proposed. We asked for no help and planned a simple wedding. The only thing we didn’t fund was our honeymoon: a week long cruise gifted by her aunt and uncle.

And though it was painful, we knew it was best to invite our families. She even let her dad walk her down the aisle. He was a passive pushover but he did try even if her brother commanded all the attention.

I’m not afraid to say I cried as I saw her walk down the aisle. She was beautiful. But as we exited as man and wife, I could see her brother sneer. Everyone mostly kept their cool throughout the day. But as we joined our families for breakfast the next day, her mom and brother stormed out when no one gave him attention. Only her dad and his then wife stayed from her immediate family.

As introverts, we were exhausted after the ceremony. And the following day was travel. We were finally able to relax once we were on the ship and settled in the amazing suite her aunt and uncle booked us. The balcony was amazing. And very private.

Safely away from shore and prying eyes, I took it upon myself to step out on the balcony and let my body feel the air. I have nothing to be ashamed about downstairs, but I’m still a private person with insecurities. So not only was this uncommon, but also invigorating.

My wife, despite me finding her the most beautiful girl in the world, is much the same. Self conscious of her slight paunch and big areolas. But she soon joined me and we laughed together at facing that fear.

Abigail soon had that now familiar smirk on her face. Before I could even fathom what she was thinking, she was on her knees in front of me. This was my teenage dream girl, and all these years later it still took very little for her to get me hard.

She began by stroking me, then added her mouth until I was fully erect. She removed her hand as she focused on taking me deeper. Slowly, her head took more and more of my cock. Pausing every so often to breath and let her mouth adjust, she finally worked her lips as far as they would go before moving back and starting over again.

She continued in that vain, picking up speed as she got used to it. I could feel her moans on my tip even before she even reached down to touch herself. Her mouth and tongue felt amazing on me and as much as I wanted to close my eyes, I couldn’t take them off her.

As good as her lips felt wrapped around me, I couldn’t stand the thought of wasting my first orgasm as a married man on a blowjob. I stood up and guided Abigail to me. Turning her around, I bent her over the railing. We faced the land, barely visible in the distance, and slowly inserted my dick into her pussy.

As much of a boob guy as I am and as much as I love watching her tits bounce, she’s told me how amazing it feels when I fuck her from behind. While it does feel different on my dick, she’s told me how good it feels when my balls hit against her clit.

Abigail was stifling moans as people milled about on the decks several floors below us. The wind was blowing her thick brown hair as I rammed myself into her. My hands were on her hips and hers on the railing when her soft walls clamped down on me. I felt them contract and release as she moaned softly.

I led her back into the room, ready to get the full view of her bouncing tits and deep blue green eyes. Her jaw dropped and she sighed as I slowly slid into her.

“God. I still…oooooohhh…still can’t believe…mmmmm…believe you can fit all of that…in me.” Abigail moaned out with a smile.

Her pussy was soft, warm, and wet. My cock moved easily into her as I thrusted harder. Joining her with moans of my own, we rode the waves of passions. Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her.

We rolled over so she was on top. I teased her clit and nipple as she fucked me hard. She leaned down to kiss me while rocking her hips against mine. She sat back up and rode me harder than ever before while shouting her love for me.

“Fuck Abigirl. You’re going to make me cum.”

“Mmmmmm…” she moaned. “Fill me with your cum baby. I love it when you cum inside me.”

Abigail milked my cock with her body as I tensed and felt my warm fluid shooting inside her. As she climbed off me, cum stretched between her pussy and my cock. She broke it with her fingers and licked it off as she laid beside me.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z56r0o/i_married_my_bullys_twin_sister_mf