So, a little bit of back story about me. I’m half Italian and half-Japanese. After she broke up with my father, my mother married a guy who was Japanese, and had a daughter from another marriage. My step-sister is only a few year’s younger than me, but she can be kind of a FOB sometimes, so I have always looked after her.
We ended up attending the same university when I was an undergraduate. We were only there for the last half of my Junior through my graduation. It was hard for my step-sister to establish her own identity, but she managed to avoid any classes I may have taken, and to cultivate her own circle of friends (she joined Greek life and all sorts of groups I’d have nothing to do with, I basically stuck to cultural orgs and RHA).
Anyway, one night I was swiping through tinder and I matched with a guy who was pretty cute, who told me he wanted to take things slow. We met up at a bar. My first impression was that he was taller than I expected, the second impression was that he was a really fly dresser. We chatted for a while and danced. I don’t remember us going back toward my apartment, but we ended up making out on the front stoop. I invited him up and he told me “remember, I said I wanted to take things slow.”
That kind of continued the next two dates. It wasn’t until date number 4 that I saw him without his pants on… and there is no polite way to articulate this… homeboy is HUGE. Easily the longest and thickest penis I’d ever seen. The sort of cock that scares away lesser girls. Maybe eight or nine inches. I had heard other girls in my dorm gossiping about size, and I always figured that bigger would be better.. but in practice? the thing was fucking terrifying.
We went at it really slowly the first night, mostly because I was convinced it would be painful. But within a month, I was used to it. Not only that, I *craved* the beast. Merely the thought of the pain him stretching me out would cause could make me wet. One time, after a particularly vigourous bout in the sack, he told me he was so surprised to find an Asian girl who liked his size so much, because the last girl he had hooked up with who was of Asian descent had been scared off by his size. I told him we don’t all scare easy and had left i at that.
A few weeks after that conversation, my sister and I were drinking at my parents place and talking about he usual bullshit. I had asked her if she had a guy in her life. She said not really. I asked her if that meant she was having anonymous sex. She said no, she had honestly tried to have casual sex with a guy from class but had backed out because she thought he was kind of intimidating. I should have put two and two together. I also should have realized that her major and his minor shared a lot of faculty.
By the time things goy serious with the guy and I it was almost christmas, so I invted him home to meet my family .Big mistake.
From the moment he walked in to my parents house, my sister and he both began acting oddly. Finally she pulled me aside and told me he was the guy she told me about. I laughed nervously at first, then realized she wasn’t joking at first. she blurted out “you mean you’ve taken that thing more than once? But it hurts so bad!” And somehow I couldn’t be mad.
After the dinner he tried confessing the bad news, but by the time rolled around I thought the thing was hilarious. And for the rest of the time I saw that guy my sister and I had a codeword for sex “climbing Everest”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4ii93s/how_i_accidentally_became_my_stepsisters_eskimo
AHHAHAHAHA wow damn
You guys still together?