Hey guys and girls. So I’ve been a fan of some of the stories on here for while and have always thought about writing my own. Until recently I've never really had the time or motivation. I've noticed with a lot of the stories although the content is great I've stuck with very few because they seem to be written hastily and with little to no proof reading, making it frustrating and difficult to follow. I’ve done my best to make mine as easy to read as possible. Depending on the response I get will dictate whether I continue with the story or not. So if you like the story please leave a comment. Similarly if you have any criticism or feedback (preferably constructive), feel free to comment. I hope you all enjoy!



Chapter 1

“I cannot fucking believe that just happened”, I thought to myself as I lay there catching my breath. How can something so totally fucked up feel so amazing? If god truly is watching down on us we’re all going to hell…


The last few weeks have been a roller coaster ride. How I even begin to explain the mess I’ve gotten myself into I have no idea. Needless to say, my family is fucked up!


Where do I start? I guess the beginning makes the most sense (duh). My names Ben and like most teenage boys I have more testosterone than I know what to do with. To put it mildly I’m an absolute wanking machine. How I manage to make it through an entire day at school without “taking care of business” I have no idea. It goes without saying that it’s the first thing I do when I wake up in the morning and last thing I do before going to bed at night. Its like I’ve got poison inside of me and if I don’t get it out I’m going to die.


My little problem is made worse by the fact that my slut sister Charlotte feels the need to strut around the house wearing barely more than a handkerchief covering herself up. How she fits her C-cup tits into those tops I have no bloody idea. I don’t know how it started but as long as I can remember we’ve never got along. She’s the kind of girl that has every guy she meets wrapped around her little finger in seconds. As much as she likes to play innocent in front of Mum and Dad I know she’s a harlot. If my Christian parents knew how she acted when they weren’t around I’m sure they’d die of shame, hell, they’d probably take her with them.


I’m from a quiet little cul-de-sac in the suburbs. Just about everyone in our street I know on a first name basis. All of the boys on our street go to the same high school; St. Jude’s and the girls go straight across the street at St. Mary’s. All the families know each other and mingle every weekend at the inter-school rugby.


Dads not around much anymore, ever since two years ago when he got a job with a big pharmaceutical company he’s spent most of his time travelling all over the world. Mum does a great job of looking after my sister and I. Her names Jenny and I guess if I had to describe what she looked like I’ve always thought she resembled a slightly curvier Tina Fey. I definitely wouldn’t call her fat but at the same time I can see where my sister gets her rack.


Anyway I guess where the story really gets interesting is when one school night I was doing what I normally do and working on my “assignments” and when I say “assignments” what I really mean is trawling the internet for porn. Whilst searching the same sites and forums I do most nights I found something that was going to change my life forever. “What do you think of my sweet slot” the thread read. Clicking on it I began to scroll. “Fuck this chick is hot, I mean she was stunning”, I thought to myself. Like most girls on this forum her face wasn’t visible in any of the photos. She had brunette hair and an amazing set of perky tits. Large enough to be impressive but not so big that they were hanging off her like sloppy mess.


I scrolled through the photos one by one with my dick getting stiffer after each seductive pose. I knew I had found the gem I was searching for and ripped my cock from my shorts. Within a couple of strokes I was standing at full attention, my dick throbbing with anticipation. I scrolled down to the next photo, which showed the young petite brunette on all fours, her face buried in the bed sheets as she reached between her legs with one hand, spreading her wet pussy. The flash of her camera reflecting off a strand of fluid that hung from her tight young hole. The next photo, showing her in the same pose but this time with the tip of a carrot pressed up against her tight hole. As I stroked myself faster I could feel myself getting to the edge. I knew I was going to blow soon but I had to see the last photo. As I scrolled down to the final picture it was all too much for me and I erupted on the spot. Staring into my laptop at this gorgeous girl with a carrot buried in her sweet gash I covered myself in a thick load.


I grabbed a few tissues to clean myself up and quickly made the dash past my Mums bedroom to the bathroom down the hall. After getting rid of the evidence and cleaning myself up I headed down to the kitchen to raid the pantry for a snack before heading to bed. I grabbed myself the usual muesli bar and a glass of milk and went to discard the wrapper in the bin beneath the sink. As I tossed the wrapper into the trash I noticed the top of a carrot stuffed down the side of the bin. Normally I wouldn’t have taken any notice but given the photo I had just seen for some reason it stuck out at me. “We had nachos for dinner… where the fuck did the carrot come from”, I thought to myself. I reached in and pulled the carrot from the trash. Expecting it just to be a stump I was surprised as I pulled a whole carrot from the bin. “Who throws out a whole carrot? Seriously”, I thought to myself. Then it dawned on me. I’m not proud of how long it took me to make the connection but staring at this carrot, still moist and slimy, the truth slapped me in the face like a wet trout. “Holy fucking shit! Did I just jack off to my own sister?”


I ran upstairs and into my room, without even realizing it I’d brought the carrot with me leaving my milk and muesli bar on the kitchen counter. I flung open my laptop and quickly punched in the URL taking me to my favorite forum. Scrolling through I found the thread. I took a deep breath and clicked on it again. “Oh my god!” looking through the pictures again in the cold light of day with my post wank sober eyes it was totally obvious. The bed head, the sheets, the dresser in the background; how the fuck I didn’t recognize this room is beyond me. I was too busy staring at my own sister’s pussy while I pulled myself to ecstasy to realize that the photos were taken 5 meters down the hallway.


I heard a knock at the door, I slammed my laptop shut with enough force I’d be lucky if I didn’t break the screen. As I turned, someone pushed through the door. “Hey dickhead you left your…” walking through the door with my milk and muesli bar my sister got halfway through her sentence when she stopped mid stride and open eyed staring at my bed. I looked at her and tracked her gaze to the carrot sitting on my bed “Oh fuck!”.

 

In my opinion you should continue with this story; It is well written and held my interest throughout.

 

Thanks mate! I appreciate the positive feedback. Ive already started working on part 2 and it should be up soon.

 

I want more of the story. You are doing a band up job.

 

Chapter 2


We both stood there in complete silence for what seemed like an eternity. In my head I was playing through a thousand and one hypothetical scenarios. My brain in overdrive as it tried to calculate a way out of the mess I’d somehow found myself in. Do I play it cool? Or confess that I’d just jerked off to my sister who now stands before me? Before I could come up with what seemed like a plausible excuse the silence broke, “what the fuck is that?” she said as she pointed at the carrot that only hours ago was six inches deep in her tight wet snatch.


In the end I decided it would be better to just plead ignorance, “what the fucks what?” She pointed again, “that!” “The carrot? Are you retarded? It’s a type of vegetable. Vegetables are a kind of food,” I said as I did my best to seem oblivious to the situation before us. She put the milk and muesli bar on the side table and stood opposite me, a pursed look on her face as she closed the door behind her, lent against it and crossed her arms. “So why the fuck do you have my ca… I mean a carrot in your room?” she said as the accosting began. “What? I’m not allowed to be healthy now? Just because you eat trash everyday and manage to stay skinny doesn’t mean we all can you bulimic slut!” “Go on then…” she exclaimed. “What do you mean?” “Well if you’re trying to be healthy then go on and eat your damn carrot. I want to see you eat it!” she ordered.


I didn’t see a way out of the situation. I grabbed the carrot and did my best to seem blasé as I lifted it to my mouth. I could still feel her slippery cum on it as I gripped it in my hand. As I lifted the carrot to my mouth I got a nose full of her scent. To my surprise it was one of the sweetest things I’d ever smelt. My dick actually began to twitch to life as the pleasant smell of her juices filled my nostrils. I took the carrot in my mouth and took a Bugs Bunny sized bite out of the end of it. “Fucking hell,” I thought to myself. If all carrots tasted this good I’d eat carrots every fucking day. With every chew the flavor of the vegetable mixed with the taste of my sisters sweet sex. Within seconds my dick was rock hard and I stared into my sister’s eyes and she looked back at me, my mouth full with her taste and aroma. A devilish grin spread across her face as she bit her bottom lip. It was clear to me that I would never be able to look at her the same way again.


Seeming satisfied she turned and walked out the door, leaving me to collapse on the bed in a heap made of equal parts embarrassment and horniness. As much as I think we both want to ignore it. Deep down I know, that she knows, that I know…


I lay there in bed with the events that transpired over the last hour running through my head. I turned off my lights and endeavored to fall asleep, doing my best to put the whole fucked up situation behind me. The more I tried to forget about it, the more I thought about it and the more I thought about it, the more I thought about her! As I lay there thinking about her, the photos I had seen earlier and the way she bit her lip like she enjoyed seeing me eat her pussy juice I started to feel my shaft stiffen. All of these thoughts rushing through my head, before long my bed resembled a campsite and I was pitching the biggest tent I’d ever seen. I pulled out my laptop and went back to the forum. I told myself to stop but I had neither the will power nor the desire to listen.


As I pulled up the page to my surprise she hadn’t deleted her post. I decided to probe further clicking on her avatar and examining her profile. To my delight it wasn’t the first time she’d posted. It seemed that she’d been a member on the forum for a little over a month. I scrolled through her posts and found a previous contribution. Another set of photos. Similar to the first they showed her in a variety of poses initially in white lingerie standing in front of a mirror the photos became increasingly suggestive and erotic until she was laying on her back with her panties pulled to the side exposing her moist slit.


My dick was pulsating uncontrollably as I scrolled though her pictures. I began to pull at myself stroking harder and harder. The next photo was of her spreading those same wet lips with one hand whilst the other held her electric toothbrush by the bristles as she pressed it up against her clit. She’d obviously mastered the timer function on her phones camera, practice makes perfect it seems. The following photo, the final in the series showed her in the same pose with the toothbrush all but swallowed up by her soppy wet twat. You could see where her cum was trying to escape from around the toothbrush that was blocking her hole. It dripped down to the bed linen leaving her sitting in a puddle of her own making. I continued to stroke, wanking myself into a stupor before spewing a geyser of cum all over my stomach. I wiped myself down with some tissues before discarding them beside the bed. I rolled over and shut my eyes hoping that now the poison was gone I could finally drift off to sleep. It took some time but eventually my hard on subsided and I managed to fall into a slumber.


The next day started like any other. We got up, showered and got ready for school as Mum got dressed for work. We went down stairs for breakfast and my sister got two bowls out. “Froot Loops?” she enquired. “Yea, please” I responded, finding it strange that she was being so nice to me. “Hmm that health kick didn’t last long. Would have thought you’d be having carrots for brekkie?” she chuckled to herself with a smug grin on her face. I gave her a cheeky laugh back as I grabbed my bowl of cereal and headed to the table. I don’t know if she was wearing something different today or if it was the fresh perspective but my sister looked especially hot. I mean I always knew she was a good-looking girl but fuck she looked absolutely smoking.


She was wearing her usual school uniform, which consisted of a navy blue plaid skirt, white button up shirt with a tie and long white socks. She had her hair tied back with a red ribbon. The shirt was doing its best to hold itself together under the pressure of her breasts pushing against it and her plaid skirt although almost to her knees now would soon be pulled up to the point where it barely covered her round ass. That’s how all the slutty seniors at St. Mary’s wear their uniform and sure enough as soon as Mum walked out the door for work it was pulled up and engaged in “slut mode”. “See you Charly! See you Ben! Enjoy school!” said mum and she flew out the door.


Seeing Charlotte like this was doing things to me that I’d never felt before. I kept thinking about the photos I had seen last night and before I could stop myself my dick was doing its best “Alien” impression and trying to tear through my shorts. Now that Mum was out of the house all I could think about was how nice it would to bend Charlotte over the kitchen table, lift up her skirt and drive my rock hard cock into her sweet cunt. I can’t believe I wanted to fuck my sister. Yesterday the thought never would have crossed my mind but today I cant get the idea out of head.


We both finished our breakfast before making the short walk to school. Charlotte left before me as I sat at the table waiting for my boner to go down. The day soared by and was as dull and monotonous as always. I finished school and went to rugby training before heading home. Little did I know I was walking into an ambush…

 

Thanks man! I've just uploaded chapter 2. I'm trying to do my best to build things up gradually because, although its a fantasy I want it to seem as realistic and believable as possible. I've already started chapter 3, I think thats where things are going to get very interesting

 

don't stop now.

 

Looking forward to the next two chapters here.

 

Thanks for the positive feedback guys. The narrative probably seems like its not progressing that quickly but like I said I'm trying to build suspense and provide a realistic story so I'm having to build a little bit of back story. Anyway I'm sure if you're patient with it you will be rewarded. Heres Chapter 3.

 

Chapter 3


As I walked into our quiet street I could see Mum’s car parked in the driveway. I kicked off my muddy rugby boots at the front door and made my way inside. Mum sat propped in front of the TV in her usual spot, a glass of red already in hand. I made my way up to my room for the “treat” I had been looking forward to all day. Already knowing exactly what site I was going to be sifting through I opened my door to find that someone had beaten me to it.


My sister sat on my bed, my laptop open in front of her. “About time you got home pervert!” she scalded. My mind flashed to the night prior. Of all the things I could have left open on my laptop could I really have been that stupid? “What the fuck are you doing?” I said as I rushed towards my computer. I slammed it shut in front of her knowing it was all too late and that she’d probably been probing around my computer for well over an hour. “Some interesting browsing habit’s you’ve got there. I always knew you were a sick fuck.” Knowing the inevitable was coming I hung my head in shame. “So I’m guessing that carrot you had last night wasn’t so much about eating healthy as much as it was getting your rocks off?” she accused. I didn’t know how to respond. This was the last thing I was expecting to walk into when I came home from school. As hard as I tried I couldn’t think of a way out of it, playing ignorant wasn’t going to work this time.


“You’re going to be in so much shit when I tell Mum about this!” she threatened. Then it dawned on me. Why the fuck would I be in trouble? For looking at porn? What teenage boy doesn’t look at porn? I mean fuck, with the amount of times I’ve been caught whacking off they already know I must be a porn junky, much to their dismay. If anyone is going to be in trouble it’s going to be her. I mean my parents aren’t the strictest Christians ever but if they found out about some of the depraved shit their sweet little innocent Charly had been up to it would absolutely crush them.


This gave me all the fuel I needed to start a fire the likes of which my whore sister had never seen. She was about to get burnt. “Excuse me?” I said. “What? You don’t think I’ll do it then?” she replied. I let out a smug snigger, as I knew I had this self-righteous bitch right where I wanted her. “Stop trying to play hardball Charlotte. You and I both know that you’re not going to tell them shit!” I said, finally growing the balls I always knew I had. “If you tell them about my porn habits then that means them finding out about your newest hobby”. “What you don’t think I didn’t delete my account and erase all the photos as soon as I found out what you’d been looking at?” she rebutted. Fuck! I don’t know if she’s telling the truth or not but if it’s my word against hers then I’m screwed. There’s no way that Mum and Dad are going to believe their porn addicted wank machine over their sweet little pride and joy.


Not knowing if she was telling the truth I decided that all I could do was bluff my way out of the situation. I mean my sister might be hot as hell but she’s dumb as dog shit. For every vindictive bone in her body she’s as naïve and gullible as they come. “I knew you found out last night Charlotte. You see, unlike you, my head’s for more than just sucking cocks,” I said as I prepared to bullshit my way out of trouble. “I’ve already saved enough copies of your pornographic portfolio to start my own website. How’s www.Charlotte-the-harlot.com sound?” I asked. Her spiteful smirk turned to look of utter horror.


“Ben! You wouldn’t?” she said, her voice rising an octave as I could hear the despair setting in. “Oh I would. Unless you do exactly what I say you’re fucked!” I said, knowing that before this was all over she was going to be fucked more than just metaphorically. “What do you think Mum and Dad would do if they found out what you’ve been up to? I think its safe to say you wouldn’t have a home here anymore” I grilled. “Ben, please! Don’t do this! I’ll do anything!” she pleaded. “Anything?” I asked, as she nodded her head in silent confirmation. “From this point on Charlotte you are my bitch. You are my slave. If I say jump, you say ‘how high?’ Got it?” She nodded her head once more. “For now you can get the fuck out of my room!” I ordered. She slowly stood up off the bed, as she made her way to the door I could see her holding back the tears.


Alone in my room I was overcome by a sense of elation. I can’t believe I managed to bullshit my way out of that situation. Not only am I in the clear but Charlotte is now my servant, my minion… my bitch. What was I going to do with my newfound authority? Was I going to rule with benevolence? Fuck that shit. No I was going to treat Charlotte like the tramp she was. One thing was for sure, before too long that tight wet hole of hers was stretched around my thick dick as I chastised her for the shit she’s put me through. Just the thought of having her warm moist pussy had me rock hard. I went to have a warm shower and rubbed one out before dinner. Thinking about all the mischief I was about to get up to made it one of the best wanks I’ve had in ages. Sitting at the table I could still see the shame all over Charlotte’s face. We sat quietly in awkward silence as I smirked and she scowled. Before long the night was out and we were all in bed.


I woke the next morning knowing exactly what my first order of business was going to be as the newly appointed dictator of the house. Mum left for work leaving Charlotte and I alone in the house. I came down after getting dressed for school to see Charlotte sitting at the table. Looking as hot as ever in her school uniform. “You’re looking especially fuckable today Charlotte” I said to my sister as she looked at me in astonishment, obviously not expecting such a candid comment. “…Thanks? I guess?” she replied. “What coloured panties are you wearing today?” I inquired. “Just some blue ones” she replied. “Show me!” I demanded. She turned to me with an apprehensive look, wanting to decline.


Knowing she had no choice she slowly shifted her left leg giving me a clear view between her thighs, revealing a pair of sheer royal blue panties that left little to the imagination. I could actually see through the sheer fabric to her young shaved mound. “Very nice! Now lose them!” I said. “What?” she replied. “Lose them! Take them off and give them to me. I want you to spend the whole day without them. The thought of you sitting in class with your naked ass and exposed pussy is going to keep me hard all day. Oh and don’t think about putting on another pair, you’re going to be sending me photographic proof throughout the day so I can be sure my instructions are being followed”. Surrendering to my demand she slowly pulled up her skirt whilst sitting at the table and removed her panties exposing her young tight-lipped gash.


She tossed me the royal blue panties and I held them to my nose before taking a big breath in, shooting her a grin as I smelt her sweet odour. Once again I saw a familiar look come across her face as she bit her bottom lip and the corners of her mouth actually begun to turn up. Could it be that she was actually starting to enjoy this? Without giving it another thought I shoved the panties in my pocket and made my way out the door for school. Skipping breakfast, the smell of her panties was all the sustenance I needed to make it through the day, and what a day it was going to be…

 

Wow Blackmail added to the story. The plot thickens. Looking for more. Great job Keep it up

 

Thanks mate. Proof reading Chapter 4 now. It's where the fun starts to happen but Chapter 5 will be where things really get heated up.

 

Chapter 4

I walked to school with a sense of accomplishment filling my chest and stiff cock filling my trousers. I met up with my best mates Tim and Dan before class. Tim’s a good guy; him and I play on the senior rugby team together. Tim has always been a natural at sports and is just as good with the ladies. Dan on the other hand hasn’t got a coordinated bone in his body. He spends more time smoking pot in front of the computer than he does going outside. We’ve all been best mates since primary school when one day Dan showed up with one of his Dad’s porn mags.


As I walked up to meet them they could see the wide shit eating grin I had all over my face. “Haha what are you so chuffed about wanker?” Tim called out to me. Walking over to them I pulled the blue panties from my pocket and dangled them in front of the lads. “Holy shit! Where the fuck did you get those?” Said Dan. “They’re Holly Mathew’s aren’t they? I always knew that slapper was wet for you Benny” Tim cheered as he snatched the panties from my hand and held them up in front of his face. “Haha they’re not Holly’s” I laughed. “Then who’s?” they both replied simultaneously. “That’s a secret,” I whispered as I snatched them back before shoving the panties back into my pocket.


The bell rang and we all headed into class. Before too long the first few classes had finished and we found ourselves in the senior quadrangle sitting around our usual corner, talking about the same old shit we normally talk about. Which St. Mary’s girl Tim was trying to fuck this week. What new porn star Dan had found himself infatuated with. I decided now would be a great time to shoot Charlotte a text and see how she was getting on with my request. “Photo. Now.” I typed before hitting send. *Bloop* That didn’t take long, I thought to myself. “1 new message from: Satan’s little miscarriage” my phone read. Hmmm I should really change her contact details in my phone. After all we seemed to be getting along pretty well now. I opened the message to a photo of her sitting on what appeared to be a wooden bench, probably one of the picnic tables in the St. Mary’s courtyard. Her legs spread with a clear view of her fresh pussy “As you ordered Sir ” the message below the photo read.


“Holy fucking shit!” I heard Tim yell in my ear as I turned to find him leering over my right shoulder. I’d somehow found myself so caught up staring into my sister’s pussy that I hadn’t noticed Tim snooping behind me. “So this is the mystery woman you’re fucking then?” he congratulated me as he slapped me on the back and ruffled my hair. “Show Dan!” he said. Without feeling like I had much of a choice I turned the phone to Dan as his face lit up and he nodded his head in approval, “nice!”. “What’s with the ‘Satan’s little miscarriage’ thing? Seems a little harsh?” said Tim. “Haha yea just a bit of an inside joke I guess” I explained. Thank fuck I hadn’t changed my sisters contact details or this could have gotten really awkward.


The rest of the day went by quite quickly, Gym, Math then English in the afternoon. During English I decided I’d try my luck again. “Photo. Now.” I resent. I waited and waited but no reply. I guess it was a little optimistic to think she could just pull her phone during class and just start… “Shit!” to my surprise I felt the phone vibrate in my pocket. I artfully slipped the phone from my pocket holding it under the desk and open the message. “Fuck me sideways!” I thought. Obviously she had thrown caution to the wind and was getting into this whole “being my bitch” thing more than I could have ever anticipated.


I tapped on the photo stretching it to full screen. The picture was from a similar angle as the last and was obviously taken in class as I could see her sitting at a desk, the legs of her classmates behind her. The photo, shot between her thighs showed the same soft pussy pictured in the last one only this time it was wet. I could see the moisture glisten off her labia. Resting between her open lips I could see pencil with the eraser end shoved deep inside of her. I quickly closed the phone and shoved it into my pocket before I was caught. The picture had left me with an aching boner that was pressing against the under side of my desk. Luckily for me I still had five minutes to get rid of it before the end of class. “Dead puppies, dead puppies, dead puppies”, I thought to myself as I willed the boner down like some kind of Jedi mind trick.


With school out I headed back to my locker to grab the textbooks I’d need over the weekend and met up with Tim and Dan. “Hey Dan, you coming to watch Benny and I in the Rugby this weekend? All the seniors from St. Mary’s are probably coming”, asked Tim. “Yea probably, If I’m not out of bed by the game I’ll definitely make it to the after party” he replied as he walked away. We all said our good byes and I made my way home.


When I got home I kicked off my shoes and took off my shirt before heading to the kitchen to fix myself something to eat. I’d just finished making myself a sandwich when Charlotte walked through the door. “Hey pervert, I take it my photography was of a satisfactory standard for you?” she said with a devilish smile on her face before walking up stairs. I sat down in front of the TV for a while and ate my sandwich.


I woke up on the couch some time later, obviously having drifted off to sleep. I turned to see Mum walking through the door, just getting home from work. Her pulling into the driveway must have woken me. It was obviously starting to get late as I could see it was almost dark outside. “Hey Mum, how was work?” I asked as she walked through the door. “Good Benny, thank you for asking” she replied. She removed her handbag and suit jacket at the door, leaving her in a tight white top, a pinstriped business skirt, black stockings and a pair of white heels. I don’t know if it was all the depraved shit I’d been up to lately but for the first time In living memory I found myself thinking how hot my mum looked. I mean even for a woman in her 40’s she still looked as tight and firm as ever. She certainly had curves but they were Scarlett Johansson curves, not Rosie O’donnell curves. I couldn’t help but picture her naked.


Before my dick got too hard and dropped my plate in the sink and headed up to my bedroom. “Happy with burgers for dinner?” Mum asked on my way up the stairs. “Sounds good!” I shouted back as I entered my room. I sat in my room for a while and did a little bit of work on my assignments before heading down to dinner. We all scoffed our burgers and Mum set to work on polishing off another bottle of wine. All through dinner Charlotte was shooting me cheeky grins and suggestive smiles. I sat down in front of the TV with Mum for a while as we watched the latest episode of “Game of Thrones” which I had pirated a few nights before. Once over, it was getting late and I decided to turn in for the night leaving Mum on the cough with her wine.


As I walked up to my room I could see that the light in Charlottes room had been switched off meaning that she had probably already gone to sleep. I stripped down to my briefs and climbed into my bed to do the same. Rolling around I found it difficult to get to sleep. All I could think about was my sister’s pussy, her firm tits and what I imagined her tight young asshole must look like. I found myself wide-awake with raging erection. My dick was painfully hard and I knew I had to do something about it. Just as I started tugging at myself whilst thinking about my sister I thought, “what the fuck am I doing? I have the real thing in the room down the hall, and she’s my bitch”. I pulled up my phone and shot her a text. “You awake bitch?” It said. Not expecting a reply I went to put the phone down when almost instantly, “Yes Sir!” she replied.


I turned on my bedside light and snapped a quick photo of my rock hard cock. I took a deep breath and a moment to gather some courage before I clicked send, “I need you to take care of this” the message read. Before too long I could hear soft footsteps and the creaking of floorboards as someone made their way down the hallway. I covered myself back up with the bed sheet until I was sure it was Charlotte. She pushed her way softly through my door and made her way into my room.

 

Great!

Great!

 

Again Chapter 4 hit the spot. I am enjoying the fact that the chapters are being posted so quick.

 

loving it. just trying to be some help though chapter 4 had a misspelled word. mum on the cough with her wine? I think you meant couch.

 

Thanks, you're absolutely right. There doesn't seem to be an option that will let me go back and edit it though so I'll just have to be a little more attentive when proof reading my future chapters. Thats the problem with trying to get them done quickly I guess. Chapter 5 should be up soon.

 

Chapter 5


As she stepped into my room Charlotte was wearing one of her school gym shirts that she often wore to bed. About 3 sizes too large it hung over her huge breasts and draped down to her ass where, in the dimly lit room, I could just barely make out she was naked form the waste down. “I hope you don’t mind, I figured you’d probably just order me to take them off again and I didn’t want to lose another pair. They’re kind of expensive you know,” she whispered as her gaze dropped to her naked crotch. “I don’t mind one bit” I replied.


“So what is it you’ll have me do then?” she asked. I pulled the sheet back exposing my already hard dick. Her eyes shot open as she took in the view, “Holy fuck, I had know idea you were packing so much heat,” she said. “Huh?” I replied. “Yea, that thing is fucking big. I mean I’ve caught a glimpse of Dad’s before when he was in the bathroom. I thought he was pretty big but he’s not that big,” Charlotte explained. I guess I’d never really thought too much about it. I mean I figured it was probably above average and when it came to the locker room I didn’t really seem to be as self-conscious as the other lads. I guess when I’m comparing myself to the porn I watch I’d say it’s probably fairly on par. I’ve never measured it but I think it would probably be over 8 inches.


“Really? Thanks I guess” I responded. “So how did you want me to get rid of that? I don’t think I’ve ever had anything that big in my pussy before” Charlotte said. “Well why don’t we start with a hand job then,” I said, beckoning her to come to the bed. She took a few short steps towards my bead and crawled up on top so she was on all fours. Staring straight at my cock she tentatively reached out grasped it. “Fucking hell, I can’t even fit my hand around this thing,” she said. She slowly became more self-assured as she began to work my shaft up and down. She leaned over my dick, looking straight into the eye of it as she began to salivate and drip saliva from her bottom lip onto my waiting cock, which she now worked with both hands.


I lack the vocabulary or eloquence to adequately explain just how fucking amazing this felt. I lay back onto my pillow as I stared at the ceiling fully appreciating how incredible it felt to have her now moist hands wrapped around my thick cock. As I stared at the ceiling in my catatonic state she worked her petite hands up and down my cock. I felt a sudden warm moistness as licked her tongue down my shaft and took the entirety of my balls in her mouth. The unexpected feeling made me shudder in pleasure. She continued to suck on my balls for a while, simultaneously stroking my shaft before slowly letting the plums drop from her mouth one at a time. Just as the stroking intensified and she brought me to the brink the grasp on my cock released and waves of ecstasy slowly began to subside. “Don’t fucking stop now you fucking slut!” I commanded.


She beamed back at be with a devilish smile that stretched from ear to ear. I saw her head disappear in-between my legs a second later feeling her warm wet tongue make contact with my scrotum once again. She neglected my balls quickly this time however as her tongue began to run up my shaft. Before long she was running the tip of her moist tongue over my swollen knob. Just as I thought this couldn’t feel any better she took me into her mouth. The warm moisture of her fuckable mouth engulfed the first 3 inches of my thick dick almost immediately. She began to bob up and down on my cock as she salivated, doing her best to slurp as much of the saliva back into her mouth as she went. With each sloppy mouthful I could feel her trying to take more and more of my dick. It began bashing relentlessly against the back of her throat as her assault continued.


Before long I found myself once again standing at the precipice, this time though there was little that could be done to hold me back. With each gob full of cock I edged closer and closer to the inevitable. She must have felt the imminent eruption in my balls because the closer I got the harder she worked. Just as I felt my cum building in my gut, ready the blow my sisters head off she forced my shaft as far into her young throat as she could handle, almost taking it in its entirety. “Fuuuuccckkkk!” It was more than my balls could handle as I erupted spewing load after load of hot cum into her throat. I could see her guzzling, struggling to keep up. It looked like a strange cross between drowning and utter jubilance as she did her best to swallow every drop of what seemed like a bucket load of jizz. Despite her best efforts to swallow the lot I could see the residual semen start to drip from the corners of her mouth as she slowly begun to withdraw.


Taking her mouth away from my worn out shaft and drained balls she licked her lips with a quenched expression on her face. As much as she resisted when this all started I could tell this cock hungry slut sitting half naked before me enjoyed every drop of the meal I just gave her. “Will that be all sir?” she muttered as she finally cleared her throat of my thick load. “Yes, for now” I said, gesturing her to get out of my room. She nodded her head and followed the instructions given to her by her master. I got one last look at her round ass as she shuffled off the bed and bounced out the door.


Completely exhausted I slipped into a slumber almost immediately. I awoke the following morning to the whirring of the spin cycle on our washing machine. Still naked and sprawled out over my bed I looked around my room to see that my underwear and school uniform from the day prior had already been picked up off the floor. My Mum often comes into my room and collects laundry before doing a load of washing. I normally sleep in a pair of briefs and under my sheets so she no doubt got a surprise this morning when she came in to find me spread-eagle and naked on the bed.


I felt the blood rush to my stiffening dick as the thought of my Mum coming into my room and seeing my cock began to excite me. Before too long I found myself masturbating with ferocity, pulling myself over and over. I thought about the events of the night prior and the soft touch of my sister’s lips wrapped tight around my penis. I opened up my bedside where I had stashed Charlotte’s panties the night prior. I took in lungful of her scent as I held them to my nose. Wrapping the blue panties around my dick I pulled harder and faster until I felt myself blow my wad into the crotch of the waiting undergarment. I used them to wipe myself clean before scrunching them up.


I grabbed some clean clothes from the dresser and quickly threw on some underwear. I went to make my way down the hall to the bathroom, panties hidden in my clenched hand. With plans of stashing them in the laundry hamper I went to push on the door but as I did the shower started. “Fuck it” I thought, Charlotte had obviously beaten my to the shower as I looked down the hallway seeing her open bedroom door. With no contingency for the now damp panties I made my way down the hallway and into Charlotte’s room. Unfurling the soiled panties I left them resting on her pillow before tip toeing out of her room and back to my own.


I took my phone off the charger to find that Tim had already tried to call me twice. I listened to the voice mail “Oi fuck face! Dan and I heading to mall to go see the new Avengers movie, we’ll be at yours just before 1030 so get your dick out of your hand and get your shit sorted”. Its uncanny how on the mark he was with his voice mail; although I guess if you spend all day calling people wankers you’re going to be right at least some of the time. I checked the time on my phone, realizing I only had about ten minutes before the boys got here I covered myself in deodorant and threw on some jeans and a shirt before styling my hair. I heard a honk outside and went to make my way to the front door. Passing Charlotte in the hallway as she exited the bathroom I shot her a mischievous glare as she made her way to the bedroom where I’d left her surprise.

 

Thanks for the fifth installment.

 

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