One of the guaranteed ways to fuck me is to be a sister to one of my buddies. I have stories that could fill a library on that subject, but let’s just say I’m batting 1.000 when it comes to laying my friends’ sisters. This is one of those stories.
Emily was always mildly attractive in that way that the girls who are serious about volleyball are still hot but not as hot as the girls who do volleyball just because of how the shorts make their ass look. And boy does she have ass – “epic” doesn’t even begin to describe this backside. Volleyball was the ideal sport for her, and she also happened to be good at it, which helped.
Tall (5’9-5’10, I’m guessing), with black hair in a ponytail nearly down to her amazing ass, big green/brown eyes, and big perky D cups, she was thicc in that hot volleyball player way, with long, toned, legs leading up to the thicc, firm thighs required to hold that epic, massive, but fit, firm ass up. She held the school record for kills (a volleyball stat, not a murder), and it was easy to see why and how.
She was the middle of my buddy Alex’s little sisters (for the record, I collected all three of the V-cards), the tallest and the thiccest, though the younger one had that same thicc volleyball player vibe. She was also known as the wild one, especially when compared to her oldest sister, who was known as a bit of a prude and a bookworm (I knew better, but then again I would, wouldn’t I…).
She’d graduated and gone off to play volleyball at a juco an hour or two away, and other than her social media I hadn’t really heard anything out of her other than what her sisters told me they would come over to fuck. But it was Spring Break season, and with lots of people back from college there were bound to be some parties.
The first party on Friday night brought in a crowd at my buddy Jared’s garage, and brought in a crowd particularly of people we’d graduated with or knew who were away at college and home for the week. This place is a large, professional garage – Jared and his dad are mechanics – with living quarters (where Jared lives) in the upstairs. Em and her little sister showed up around 9:00, and the party was already going – Jared knows how to throw a rager. Between the strobe lights, the thumping tunes, and the packed in crowd, it would’ve passed for a decent club if you ignored the engine lifts and air compressors.
It was obvious Em had showed up on a mission. She’d showed up in a pair of black leggings, for one thing. There was that ass, right there, for all the world to see. You literally couldn’t not stare at it. You had to. It made you. Particularly when she beelined over to me as soon as she was in the door and backed it right up into my bulge, smiling back at me over her shoulder, “Heyyyyy, big guy…”
“Hey, Em…” slapping her huge ass. She had on an orange tanktop that hugged her tits (and the pushup bra that was working overtime to hold them up) nicely, with a plaid button-down over it to cover her arms. Some black and white Chuck Taylors completed the outfit.
She turned around, fidgeting side-to-side a bit, and grinning up at me as she slurped whatever she was drinking out of a straw. She looked me straight in the eye, “I’m gonna fuck you tonight. I haven’t found a white dick in that whole fucking college that compares to this thing…” her hand running over my belt teasingly, “…had to resort to n****s to get my fix.”
I chuckled “Desperate lil bitch tonight, aren’t we…”
She shrugged, smiled, and wandered away, eye-fucking me over her shoulder. At least I could watch that epic ass as she scampered off.
Now, the first rule of eager bitches is that you gotta leave’em hanging. You’re going to fuck them, no doubt about it, but you gotta make’em believe there’s a chance you’re not going to. It makes them needier, hungrier, and guarantees they won’t take it for granted. So, I started running around, flirting, letting other bitches (including her little sister) grind up on me and stuff. She was having her fun, too, but she kept eyefucking me, tracking me down. She finally came over, armed with that pouty-face look that just makes you wanna nut all over a horny bitch’s face.
It was time to get it on. I smiled and nodded (there was no point trying to talk, because the music by this point was so loud you’d have to scream). That’s all she needed. She practically grabbed me by my dick, dragging me toward the small half-bathroom in the corner of Jared’s shop.
I slammed the door behind us, making sure to twist the lock. The small room (maybe 4′ x 6′?) had a sink to the left, the toilet in front of us, with a shelf above it holding toilet paper and supplies.
“Hands on the shelf” I growled as I grabbed her by the shoulder and shoved her over in front of me, so that she was leaning forward over the toilet, holding herself up by her hands. There in front of me was that epic ass, barely contained in the black leggings. I whipped my cock out, slapping it against that big, firm, round black perfection in front of me. I started to hump it a little, and she started to work it back against me, making sure I was as hard as possible.
“Ffffuck, I’ve missed that thing” she moaned, as I humped between her ass cheeks like I was tittyfucking her D cups.
I hooked my fingers in the sides of the waistband and began to peel the leggings down, making sure I collected the black cotton panties she was wearing at the same time, unleashing that big ass. She kicked one leg out of them and spread as wide as the narrow room would allow her to. There, under the curve of that big perfect ass, was her glistening, eager, wet, hairless pussy.
I pressed my cock against the opening, grabbing her ponytail and twisting it to make her arch harder. The head slid in, and her moans started.
I don’t know if you’ve ever fucked a girl with a big ass, but one of the top shelf side effects is that her ass will back up to your abs long before you get the whole dick in her. So you can just kind of let her have it, because that big ass is gonna absorb the impact. It’s like fucking a pillow, or an airbag.
I’d fucked her a thousand times before, of course, and I’d definitely fucked her at more than a few parties, but for some reason this was hotter. Sure, it was clear that the girl had learned some shit at college, too, but for some reason I can’t really explain, this was way beyond her usual performance. That big, firm ass slapping off my abs was nothing new. Neither was her eager, horny pussy swallowing my thickness.
She was moaning hard now, panting and gasping, wimpering each time I tugged her ponytail or slapped that ass. Not gonna lie, it was loud – she wasn’t holding back. I could even hear a couple guys on the other side of the door laughing. Clearly they could hear what was up. She was crazy wet, constantly begging me to fuck harder, deeper. She moved her hands to the top of the toilet so she could get lower, letting me fuck deeper and really thrust into her.
“Choke me, big boy…” No need to ask twice. One hand slid up on to her neck as the other grasped her tanktop and bra, yanking both down and freeing her ample, firm tits.
The choking thing wasn’t new, but I could tell college had gotten her way more into it. Within seconds of my first squeeze of her throat she was fucking different, and the tone of her moans told me she was getting closer to cumming.
I leaned in, really hammering her now, growling in her ear, “Cum on my cock, bitch. Cum on my fucking dick like your sister did last night. Show me what you fucking learned at college, slut.”
That put her over the edge. She started to cum, and HARD. It was a good thing the toilet lid was down, or I think she might’ve fallen in. That wet, fucked pussy felt like it was gonna rip my dick off right then and there. I shoved it in hard as she bent down, and let her have it – floods of cum erupting in to her well-fucked pussy as she tried to catch her breath.
I pulled out and sank back, still standing but leaning against the door. She was still bent over the toilet, cum starting to drip down her right thigh as she finally caught her breath.
She looked back at me over her shoulder, her long black hair in a sex hair mess now, her ponytail crooked and loose. “Holy shit. Yeah. That’s what I’ve been missing.”
She giggled. I smiled back. “My place for Round 2?”
She nodded and slid her right foot back inside her leggings, starting to pull them up. I stuffed my half-hard dick back in my pants, and we slid out the door, back into the crowd, catching a few glances along the way. Out the side door of the garage, and into my truck.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12nf4ye/emily_cums_home_part_1_mf
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