MSA Omnibus (1-10)

My Sister Ashley Omnibus: Von Armand




My name is Tim Donovan, I live in New Hampshire and I’m 18 years old. I live with my mom, dad, and my twin sister Ashley. The events that follow happen a week or so before Christmas break of last year. I am about 5’10” and about 170lbs (it was the off season for ultimate Frisbee club at my school so I had nothing to keep me busy and I just sat on my ass for work, so I was gaining a little too much weight). I have close cropped blond hair and brown eyes, I’ve been told I am handsome but I don’t really see it. I’ve been in a relationship once before but it ended before it ever got intimate, therefore, and I’m ashamed to say it, I am a virgin.

Then there is my sister Ashley, she is about 6’2” and about 150lbs (I’m guessing because she has never told me), however all that weight is pure muscle, it’s the middle of the hockey season and she is in peak physical condition. She has brown eyes and blond hair as well, but she streaked it with brown highlights. Now on the contrary, my sister is hot, and hot some more, she has large round breasts which she hates, because they interfere with her hockey. Any weight that she actually gains goes straight to her ass, which is nice and round and kind of plump, by all standards the kind of ass that guys just drool over. Unlike me she has had several relationships that have all gotten intimate, but for reasons I will soon discover, end shortly thereafter. However, she was in between relationships at the moment. She works part-time as a waitress as well, so she remains active for most of the year.

However this Saturday morning our parents had taken the weekend to go to Maine for their anniversary, so we were alone together. I was still asleep when Ashley walked into my room, turned on the lights and ripped the covers off my bed. That woke me up as well as any cold shower ever could, I was only wearing a pair of boxers. She was wearing a white cotton t-shirt and a pair of black and white house pants with the stretchy waistband.

“What the fuck Ash!” I shouted. She ignored me and moved to my windows, opening the shades.

“Timothy,” she sighed, “breakfast is ready and waiting.” She deliberately calls me Timothy to piss me off. As she moved past I shot a leg across the space between my bed and the wall and trapped my incredibly hot sister next to me. She sighed again and moved to crawl over the bed, when she was directly over me I brought my other leg around and knocked her backwards onto my chest. She was now facing up, laying on my chest, her luscious ass was on my now enlarging cock and her head was next to mine, I wrapped my arms around her chest directly under her large breasts and wrapped my legs around the inside of her calves.

“What is that?” she asked quietly with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

I didn’t respond. I planned on holding her like that until she started screaming for me to let her go instead. I had done this when we were younger (except for you know, the sexual innuendo) and it usually ended with me getting in trouble after she screamed for mom. She said softly in my ear as she started grinding her ass into my now raging hard-on.

“Ashley…uh….what are you doing?” I said as best I could.

“I’m merely helping it pass.” She whispered directly into my ear. Suddenly she hooked her arms under mine and threw them off of her as though they were nothing and quickly spread her own legs, forcing me to do an awkward kind of split. She then gracefully rose and pivoted on my crotch which was still stinging from the split and now had 150 some odd pounds of girl rotate on it with clothes in between. She was now straddling my waist, facing me with her hands firmly planted on my chest. Before I could react or recover from my aching crotch she had pushed her house pants down to her thighs and had opened my boxers so that my raging hard-on was exposed to the air.

“Don’t do it Ashley, you know this is wrong!” I said my voice breaking. I was getting nervous now.

“Timothy you’ll never learn otherwise.” She giggled. She widened her eyes and mouth in mock surprise, tilted her head to one side, and shoved her ass backwards right onto my cock burying about an inch in her ass before she stopped and screamed. I gasped as my dick was forced into her ass, it was very tight, incredibly warm, and a little wet. She regained control of herself and closed her eyes, bit her lip, and moaned softly. I moved my arms to try and throw her off of me but she grabbed my wrists in each of her hands and pinned me to the bed. I started to struggle but the only result seemed to be that she moaned a little louder and that her ass tightened around my cock. I couldn’t fathom how painful it must have been for her.

“I am not loosing my virginity to my sister’s ass!” I said, struggling some more but eventually resigned to the fact that she had me pinned, so I just lay there and glared at her.

“Don’t worry…uhnn…this doesn’t have…uh…have to count.” She grunted, slowly opening her eyes and looking down at me.

“Like hell it”…SMACK! She let go of one of my wrist for a fraction of a second and slapped me clear across the face before pinning my wrist again.

“Shut up Timothy. No more talking. Eddy (her second boyfriend) got me hooked on this anal stuff and I haven’t been able to get any real relief since he left me.” She said as tears involuntarily formed in my eyes. She then started to move her hips forward and back then left to right as though stirring her ass with my cock trying to force more of my shaft into her ass. It felt amazing not that I was going to admit it to her, and I found my eyes closing as I tried to push up into her. I hated myself for enjoying it, but realized there was nothing I could do, and gave in to her. I stopped resisting and she let go of my wrists only to clamp onto her own tits, squeezing them and pinching her nipples through her t-shirt. With my arms free I let my hands roam over her hard body and let them rest on the only soft spot available to me, her soft glorious round ass cheeks. She squealed in delight, obviously a source of intense pleasure for her. She was able to force herself to take my entire dick up her ass after a few minutes and she sat immobile for a while trying to catch her breath. Her movements were slow, graceful, but I could still tell that she was uncomfortable; I was surprised that she hadn’t just given up.

“Keep it up Tim,” she gasped, even though I wasn’t doing anything. “I’m gonna cum!” And cum she did, she stopped moving and sat there and just before I thought nothing was going to happen she exploded all over my stomach. Warm clear liquid shot everywhere sending me over the edge; I shoved my cock as far as it would go into her anal cavity and blew my load. I had no idea I had that much cum in me, it just kept shooting load after load into her tight ass.

“Oh my….god….Ash!” I shouted as she bent forward and sealed her lips against mine. Her tongue darted into my mouth and she screamed into my mouth as the pain caught up with her. We lay there for what seemed like an eternity as she lay breathless on top of me. When my slowly shriveling dick escaped from her ass with an audible squelching sound, my own cum seeped out and flowed down my inner thigh. She lay on top of me for a few more moments before kissing me passionately again and rising from the bed. She made her way to the door after pulling up her pants and grabbing her t-shirt she stopped before exiting my room.

“I’m taking a shower then reheating breakfast because it’s definitely cold now.” She said glancing at the clock on my nightstand. “You probably want to clean this place up a bit.” She added. I looked at the clock and she was right, it was ten o’clock and she had woken me up at around nine. I struggled to sit up and stand after she had left, my hips and thighs would definitely be sore in a while. I replaced all the sheets and tossed the dirty ones in the washing machine for later, and after taking my turn in the shower and getting dressed I made my way to the kitchen still unable to believe what had just occurred. She was sitting at the dining room table eating a Belgian waffle, when she saw me she pushed a second plate across the table to my seat. I noticed with some amusement that she was shifting uncomfortably.

“I can’t believe that just happened.” I said sitting down, still shocked.

“What do you mean?” she asked around a mouthful of waffle.

“How can you say that? We just had sex!”

“And we will again.” She mumbled.

“What?” I asked. I hadn’t quite heard her.

“Nothing.” She smiled disarmingly and batted her eyes at me. I narrowed mine at her and continued eating my waffle. I finished eating and put my plate in the sink.

“I’m going out for awhile I’ll be back in an hour or so.” I stated, not giving her a chance to respond I snatched my keys from by the door and headed out to my car. I drove on mental autopilot to the mall and bought a DVD that just came out; I didn’t want to go home right away so I sat in the food court for a long time just staring at nothing at all. My cell phone rang and startled me out of my stupor.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Tim, where are you? You said you’d be back in an hour.” She sounded worried. I looked at my watch and realized I’d been sitting there for two hours at least.

“Sorry, I’m at the mall I think I’ll get some lunch here. Do you want me to get anything here for you?” I asked. She asked if I could bring home some Japanese food for her, I said okay and cut the connection. I bought the food and some for myself and drove home. Stepping through the front door I called her name and she responded from the living room. I brought her food to her and then told her I was going to my room. Safely back in my room I noticed it still smelled like sex and I used some aerosol to fix that. Damn her I thought to myself, why did all of this have to happen. I opened my new DVD and started watching it on my TV. I lay on my bed eating my Japanese food and watched the movie, after finishing my food and tossing it into the trash the light was blocked from the door and I looked up.

“Well, well, well,” I sneered. “Look who it is, and what do you want?”

“Guess.” She said with a hint of a smile on her face. I noticed there was a wet spot on the crotch of her pants and as she saw me looking she slid a hand down and started rubbing her pussy through her pants.

“No Ashley! No, don’t you think it’s bad enough as it is?” I exclaimed shooting out of bed and standing next to it. It was a struggle between what my body wanted and what my mind told me was wrong and my body was winning, despite it all my cock was once again straining at my jeans.

“You think you can deny me Timothy?” She hissed. She had stopped rubbing herself as the smile left her face and I could clearly see she was going to get her sex from me one way or the other. It also appeared that the wet spot on her pants was expanding.

“I’ll give you one chance to drop your pants and get on the bed by yourself or I’ll do it for you.” She said her voice full of menace. I didn’t move and I couldn’t believe what was going on. My own sister was going to force me to have sex with her AGAIN!

“Fine have it your way.” She said stepping forward into my room. She covered the distance between us in a few steps and bodily threw me back onto the bed. Then she was on me, she swung a leg over my head and sat directly on my face as she worked furiously to get my jeans off. I couldn’t breathe and the musky smell of her soaking wet pussy invaded my senses. Is she trying to kill me I thought to myself, I screamed into her ass but that only made her push harder onto my face. Finally I freed one of my arms and punched her in the kidneys. She grunted and fell forward lifting her ass off of my face long enough for me to gulp down some fresh pussy scented air.

“Are you trying to kill me or something?!” I shouted at her ass seeing as that was the only thing I could see.

“Perhaps.” Was the giggled return I got from my groin area. I felt my belt being cast off and the button and fly being opened and knew she had reached her goal. I was still heaving big breaths of air and was in no condition to resist. Suddenly she had me in her mouth. From that point on speech became impossible for me; the only thing that could come out of my mouth was the occasional grunt and moan and coherent thought became a challenge to maintain as well. She had me now I wasn’t going to resist her any more she was too good and gave me too much pleasure for my body to resist her any more. This must have been what had gotten her so many boyfriends, her skill at blowjobs and her willingness to dispense them.

“Why am I doing all the work Timothy?” She asked from around my cock. I realized she had been wiggling her ass in my face for a few moments now. I reached a hand down underneath her sliding along her smooth skin until I reached the fly of her jeans I quickly undid the snap and fly. I couldn’t pull down her tight jeans however, not with her legs spread like they were. I tugged on the back of her pants for a second until she realized what I wanted and squeezed her legs together on my head. Her legs were like a vice as her squeezed harder and harder until it became painful.

“Ash,” I croaked, “let go!”

“Oh, sorry.” Was the response, completely lacking sincerity. She released my head and raised her legs and I was able to shimmy her pants down around her ankles before she brought her legs down again and shoved her pussy strait onto my face. The smell coming from her was intoxicating and I found myself starting to drool a little. I slowly started to lick around the perimeter of her hairless pussy (I wondered if she expected this event to happen or if she always kept it shaved, but I suspect it was the latter reason) teasing her with the light touch of my tongue. I sought out and located the little nub of her clit and caressed it ever so slightly with my tongue.

“Ohhhhhh Timmy oohhhhh!” she moaned loudly. I smiled at the reaction she was having to this just before she bit down on my cock. She came like a fire hose onto my face, the amount of liquid that came out of her was amazing. I opened my mouth and tried to catch as much of my sister’s sweet cum as I could. She then went into overdrive sucking my cock, trying to make me cum as well.

“Timmy…mmmfff…..why wont you…mmfff…cum already?” she whined.

“Maybe,” I managed to say, “You’re just bad at this.” She wasn’t by any stretch of the imagination and I was close to blowing my load into her mouth, but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to taunt her. Her response was to bite down on my cock again, this time harder. That did it, the pain coupled with the intense pleasure drove me over the edge. I arched my back and pushed my cock deep into her mouth and to her credit she didn’t gag as I shot my second load of the day strait down her throat. She never missed a drop and swallowed it all before slowly rising and sitting on my face once again with my nose buried in her still soaking wet pussy.

“Well Timothy, I have to say you taste wonderful.” She stated flatly as I started to push on her again for lack of oxygen. She responded by putting all of her weight on my face. I was panicking, she was trying to fucking kill me! I could barely see past her ass and up her back, she was looking down over her shoulder and smiling at me. There wasn’t any hate in her eyes just a look of amusement as she watched the fear in my eyes grow into terror. The edges of my vision started to blacken and my chest heaved trying to draw oxygen where there was none. I soon passed out and my world turned to black.

Slowly I opened my eyes, thank God I was alive, and I thought that crazy bitch was going to kill me. My head hurt but after performing a mental check of my body, that seemed to be the only problem. I went to move my arm but found I couldn’t, I couldn’t move any of my limbs! I rotated my hand and felt cloth rub against my wrist; I looked around and realized that she had tied me to my own fucking bed!

“Ashley!” I shouted my temper flaring.

“What.” She asked softly, innocently, from behind my head. Her face appeared hovering over mine; she was chewing on what looked like a piece of toast, crumbs fell onto my face as she took another bite.

“Why am I tied up and how long have I been out for?” I asked calmly trying not to yell.

“Well,” she said taking another bite as more crumbs fell onto my face, “I was sick of having to restrain you myself when you were struggling before and plus I thought this would be more fun. And you’ve been out for about ten minutes I think.”

“And why, pray tell, did you find it necessary to suffocate me?” I asked as she finished her toast and rubbed her hands together causing still more crumbs to fall on me.

“Umm I thought it would be fun.” She replied girlishly with a big smile on her face.

“Fun! You thought it would be fun! I thought you were trying to fucking kill me and you thought it would be fun!” I screamed making her jump a little.

“Now Timothy, there’s no need to yell, calm down. Sister Ashley will make it better.” She cooed. She walked around the bed, she was naked and her tits bounced with every step she took, I could feel my cock starting to get hard again just watching her. As she walked around me she dragged her hand along my body ever so gently, I started to develop gooseflesh almost immediately. While her other hand she kept firmly implanted in her pussy. When she came to the left side of the bed she stopped. I eyed her warily not knowing what she would do next. She smiled at me and then got onto the bed and straddled my waist again, she took her fingers out of her pussy and slowly sucked them clean one by one as she eyed me from her position of dominance. She finished cleaning her fingers and bent down and kissed me hard on the lips, I could still taste her pussy in her mouth. She then started licking my face with long wet strokes, removing all the bread crumbs and dried cum from our previous encounter. Under normal circumstances I believe I would have found this disturbing, but now it was the most erotic thing I have ever experienced. My cock was raging, and felt like it was burning and about to explode.

“Ash please.” I moaned.

“Huh, you want something from me?” She asked softly, sliding up and down my chest leaving a wet trail of pussy juice along my abdomen.

“Ahhhh please Ash ahhhhh.” I nearly cried.

“So now you’re the one who wants the sex eh?” she said. “Well I think I want to play around a bit longer don’t you?”

“Nooooo!” I practically screamed. She slid up and down my chest for a few more moments then she leaned down and planted one of her gorgeous tits on my mouth. I took it in greedily, happy for the distraction. She then started pulling away; I bit down hard on her tit not wanting to feel the pain of my unattended to cock. She screamed and ripped her tit out of my mouth.

“You cut me you little fuck!” She shouted, looking down at her tit. There was a small but deep looking gash right above the nipple that was already bleeding. I could taste the blood in my mouth as I ran my tongue along my teeth smearing her blood across the front of my teeth and smiling at her.

“Give me my goddamned sex bitch!” I seethed. She looked from my blood stained face to her tit and back again. She leaned down only inches from my face, “I think not.” She said slowly and got off of me “I think I’ll just leave you two here for a bit while I decide if you are worth my time or not.” She said touching the tip of my cock as she headed for the door.

“Ashley! Don’t do this to me, please!” I was crying now. She left the room and I could hear her opening the door to her room and then closing it again. I couldn’t believe she had left me in that condition with an extremely painful erection that I doubted would go away easily. I struggled against my bond with ever ounce of strength I had. Finally the piece of cloth around my left wrist ripped and I nearly punched myself in the face as my arm came loose. I quickly untied myself and leaped from my bed, it was painful to walk with my cock so incredibly hard. As fast as I could I ran down the hall to my sister’s room and nearly smashed the door down entering. She was lying on her bed, still naked listening to her mp3 player. As I entered a look of astonishment came over her face which only made my cock harder (if that was even possible) obviously she thought she was better with knots than she ought to have been.

“You’re cunt is mine whore!” I screamed as I threw myself onto her knocking the breath from both our lungs and jamming my cock into her hard abs which almost caused me to black out again with pain. Before she could react I scooted down a little and rammed my raging cock into her pussy as hard as I could. Somehow our lungs both found the air to scream.

She wrapped her legs around my ass and clawed at my back, I was positive I was bleeding but I didn’t care. I mercilessly pounded her tight pussy until I was sure she was bleeding too. For someone who is very sexually active her pussy was remarkably tight. At first she just lay there holding me with her nails dug into my back and her legs resting on my ass as I pounded her. But then she started meeting my downward thrusts with her own upward ones and pulling my ass down into her with her legs. She also started painfully scraping my back with her nails and I feared that it would look like some wild cat had attack me or something. I could feel the blood running down my sides as she opened me up with her nails. I didn’t care though it felt too good to care. She brought one of her blood stained hands around for me to see, and then she licked her hand clean and smiled.

“Every part of you tastes good doesn’t it Timothy?” she said through bloody lips. I couldn’t respond I was too busy slamming my cock into her cunt. I would completely withdraw from her pussy and then slam it back in hard causing her to cry out. It seemed as though I would never be able to cum even with the intense speed at which I fucked her. Finally after what must have been hours I could feel my balls tighten up and I slid my arms underneath her and squeezed her as hard as I could in a bear hug. I shoved my cock as deep as it would go but still didn’t seem like enough and shot my load deep inside her. I lay there trying to crush her in my grip as I completely emptied myself deep inside her pussy. It seemed to take forever for me to stop cumming and when I did I was spent I loosened my hold on my sister and went limp. I lay on top of her for what felt like hours, in that time I never felt closer to my sister than I did now, of course that feeling would most likely fade quickly after this. We were both breathing harder than we ever have before and we were both also bleeding all over the sheets of her bed but we didn’t care in the least. I let my head rest on her soft tits while she stroked my hair.

“We better clean you up.” She whispered into my ear after awhile. I moaned into her breasts in response and let her push me off of her. She got off of the bed and sort of dragged/carried me to the bathroom. She sat me down on the toilet seat as she started the shower; she looked down at my back and shook her head.

“I tore you up good.” She chuckled.

“I could say the same.” I said. She looked down and gasped. The was blood all along the inside of her thighs and more dripping strait from her pussy along with a thin but constant stream of cum. She gasped again as she spread her legs to get a better look and a huge blob of cum escaped her pussy and splattered on the floor. Despite the fact that we were both in pain we broke into laughter, not that it was terribly funny but it just had to be done. After a minute or so the shower was ready and she helped me to my feet and escorted me in. The warm water felt incredible but the presence of my sister behind me felt better. I turned so the water hit my back and almost collapsed as it did, fortunately she was there to catch me. She held me to her with one arm and used the other to dab at my back with a wash cloth. I put my chin on her shoulder and ran my hands up and down her slick back. She finished washing my back and asked me to switch positions so she could clean up too and I obliged. She moved in front of me and took off the shower head and directed it at her still bleeding pussy. I was still leaning heavily on her shoulders as my hands roamed up her chest and to her tits.

“That’s not going to get you anywhere now Timmy.” She said not looking back at me but continuing to concentrate on cleaning her pussy. She cautiously inserted a finger into herself apparently assessing the damages I had wrought. I stopped finally loosing the urge to go further at the tone of her voice.

“Go into the kitchen and wait for me so I can put some bandages on you. I’m going to clean up some more and then I’ll be right out.” She said, I stepped out of the shower and toweled off gingerly patting down my back. I went into my room and put on some pants and then went into the kitchen and sat down at the table. About ten minutes later she entered the kitchen wearing her pink bathrobe and carrying the first aid kit. She took out the roll of bandages and the anti-septic spray to ward off any possible infections.

“I can guarantee this will hurt.” She said as she sprayed the wounds on my back. It did and I closed my eyes in pain. When I opened them again her face was inches from mine staring strait into my eyes. I could see in hers that she seemed to be getting a kick out of my pain.

“You’re some kinda sick aren’t you Ashley?” I said

“It could be said.” She smiled at me, making me shudder slightly. She giggled and tweaked my nipple before moving behind me and starting to wrap the bandages around my chest. She finished and allowed me to stand up, the bandages were tight and made it harder to breath but I didn’t care too much. It was still relatively early so I suggested we go into the living room and watch a movie together. She agreed and we made our way to the living room. While she popped in a movie I slowly sat down on the couch, almost every move I made seemed to aggravate the cuts on my back. As the movie started she sat down and scooted up next to me so that we were touching. I suddenly felt more tired that I ever had before. I slowly lay myself down with my head in her lap, yawning as I did so. She sighed and started to stoke my hair when she too stifled a yawn.

“Love you Ash.” I said falling into a deep sleep shortly there after.

“Love you too Tim.” She yawned, as she too fell asleep. That’s how our parents found us late that night, Ashley in her bathrobe with her head slumped forward and me without my shirt on and bandaged from the waist up with my head cradled in her hands on her lap with the TV still on. They moved Ashley so she was lying down and put a pillow under our heads, they too were bone tired from a long drive and re-consummating their marriage so they simply left us there and went to bed.

I woke up the next morning completely disoriented. Where was I, why did my back ache so badly, and why was Ashley laying behind me with her arm draped over my side? Then the memories of yesterday’s activities slowly crept back into my groggy mind. I shot to my feet taking Ashley with me and dumping her onto the floor in a heap.

“Aw Christ Tim!” She growled. Her pink bathrobe had fallen open and I could clearly see that she was naked underneath. I looked at the clock, it was five in the morning and it wasn’t yet light outside. I apologized to my sister and helped her to her feet as she refastened her robe. I sighed and walked into the kitchen to get some cereal when my stomach shot into my mouth. My mother’s purse was sitting on the kitchen table!

“Ashley!” I whispered.

“What?” she asked groggily, coming into the kitchen.

“Mom and Dad are home!” I said pointing at the purse.

“Shit! We have to clean up my room!” she gasped and hurried down the hall to her bedroom. I followed her but stopped before entering and just gaped at the bedspread. Blood had soaked into the sheets along with other conspicuous fluids forming a series of nasty looking stains. The sheets were rumpled and tossed about in disarray.

“Forget it Ash that stuff doesn’t come out without serious work. Just change ’em and we’ll see what we can do later.” I said as I helped her replace the soiled sheets. We finished and then gave my room the same treatment before we settled down and moved back into the kitchen. I poured myself a bowl of cereal and she fished some pop tarts out of the cabinet. We ate in silence and avoided each others eyes before finishing our breakfast and going back to our rooms to get dressed. I threw on a fresh pair of jeans and a light button up shirt that didn’t aggravate my back then made my way into the living room to watch some TV. I lay face down on the couch with my head turned toward the television; I could still smell my sister on the cushions. After a while I heard the sound of feet shuffling on carpet and a pair of tight jeans filled my vision. I let my eyes roam up her body and make their way to her pretty face; she was wearing a white button down collared shirt that clung to her waist and emphasized her broad shoulders and full tits.

“We’re still cool, right?” she asked.

“I guess, I don’t know,” I said trying to see around her full hips, “just sit down somewhere.” She sighed and stepped to the side and I thought she was going to leave but she turned and sat down on my ass crushing my crotch into the couch. I grunted but didn’t feel like trying to get her off of me.

“Tim I need to know that we are okay. I don’t want breakfast to be the way we interact with each other, all silent and awkward like.” She said. I couldn’t turn my head to look at her so I continued to stare at the television as I spoke.

“Don’t worry; I’m just trying to digest what happened yesterday. Besides you just want to keep fuckin’ me don’t you?” I said. “By the way, how is your pussy doing?”

“Well… yeah you’re my current meat. And its not that bad; I should be fine in a few days. What about your back? Are you ready for the five-stars that you deserve for jumping on me last night?” I could see her out of the corner of my eye slowly raising her hand and spreading all of her fingers as wide as they would go.

“No! Don’t you fucking dare!” I started to buck my hips to throw her off and she let herself be thrown onto the floor again, giggling. I stood up and stretched; the bandages she applied last night were still tight and my back was sore.

“At least the male population is safe for a few days while you’re laid up.” I smirked at her as she sat on the floor in front of me.

“Ha! Who said anything about the male population? You’re the one who should watch out. You haven’t completely disabled me, you should know that.” She smiled sweetly up at me. Damn it! She was so hot, looking up at me like that with a lock of golden hair covering her right eye. She slowly stood and faced me, her one visible eye glittering. I could feel my cock stirring and she must have sensed it too because she slowly slid a hand up her chest and started undoing the buttons of her shirt one by one. I wanted her so badly but knew my parents, even when dead tired were early risers and would be up soon. I reached out both my hands and clasped them over hers to stop her from unfastening any more buttons.

“Not now. They will be up soon, you know that. I’m sorry though maybe tonight or something.” I said softly. She pouted and began to refasten her shirt. Damn why were they back so early? They were supposed to be home tomorrow afternoon, I thought to myself.

“Oh and what was that about last night huh?” she asked with a smile on her angelic face.

“What?”

“The ‘your cunt is mine whore’ thing?” She said with a near perfect imitation of my voice.

“You were asking for it,” I laughed. “And besides it is, isn’t it?”

“Mhm.” She bit her lip and looked me up and down “God I’m so fucking horny right now!” I laughed again and I put my arm around her shoulder and ushered her down the hall to her room.

“Why don’t you take care of that problem yourself.” I said as I pushed her into her bedroom and closed the door.

“But it’s not the same!” she whined from behind the door. I was laughing softly as I walked back to my room to wait for my parents to wake up. I never made it. Right as I was about to open my door, my parents door opened and they both came into the hallway, scaring the shit out of me in the process.

“Oh, hello Tim.” My mother said following my dad into the kitchen.

“Mom, dad how’s it going, how was your trip?” I stammered.

“Oh fine, fine. The reason why we came home early is because they were expecting a serious snow storm and we didn’t want to get trapped up there.” My mom said conversationally. “Listen Tim could you come into the kitchen for a second? Your father and I want to talk to you.”

“Um sure thing mom.” I said and joined them at the table.

“Have you eaten?”

“Oh, yeah I’ve been up for a while now.”

“How come we found you and your sister asleep on the couch last night, watching a movie were you?” Asked my father from the stove where he was making pancakes.

“Yea I just got it yesterday and Ash wanted to see it too so we were watching it together and I guess we just fell asleep.” I said truthfully. My parents exchanged glances like ‘aw our kids are getting along, finally’.

“But why were you all bandaged up, what happened?” He persisted.

“Oh yea I was rushing around the house trying to find some papers I needed for homework I have to do and I tripped and fell. Cut myself pretty good, Ash patched me up though and I’ll be fine.” I lied.

“You should be more careful. Do you want me to look at it?” My mother asked.

“No, like I said Ash took care of it. We should send her to med school or something.” I joked. My dad snorted and my mom suppressed a smile, Ashley was not known for her study skills. And just like that last night was forgotten.

The day passed by impossibly slow and nearly drove me insane. I spent some time in my room removing the bandages and applying some cream stuff to the ragged scabbed-over cuts, but that was the only real distraction I had. Ashley kept giving me these looks and mouthing ‘I want you’ at me, fortunately my parents didn’t see. It became such that I got a hard-on just looking at her and I had to leave, I had to get out of the house. I called my friend Jimmy and asked him if he wanted to hang out at the mall for a while, he agreed and as I pulled on my coat I saw Ashley in the other room watching me. There was a look in her eyes that was a mix of rage for leaving her alone and disappointment for depriving her of her favorite toy or something. To bad I thought, I have to get out of here. I drove to the mall and met Jimmy in the food court, he bought some BK and I got some pizza. For a long while we just sat there and ate not talking, I think he could sense my mood because he tried to cheer me up with the one subject I was trying to avoid.

“Dude, you know Katrina Toslov right, the Russian chick from math class.”

“Yup, she sits behind me right?” I said barely hearing him. He nodded.

“Well you know how I’ve been laying on the ol’ Jimmy magic right?”

“Yeah.”

“I forgot to tell you. I asked her out on Friday and she said yes. Dude she is so hot. Though not as hot as your sister I have to say.” He said absentmindedly.

“Fuck you.” I said and punched him in the arm.

“Ow. But seriously dude, most guys in our school would kill to tap your sister.” He said wary of another attack. I guess I am a step ahead of most guys then, I chuckled to myself.

“Change the subject Jimmy.” I said. He did and we talked for a long time about various things, sports, school, and stuff like that. We were there for several hours before he said he had to get home I followed him out and drove home as well. As I pulled into the driveway I noticed my parents’ car was not in the garage. I knew that Ashley would try to take full advantage of this situation; I only hoped she hadn’t been waiting for too long, she would be pissed if I ruined this opportunity for her. I entered warily figuring that she would attack me rather than approach me civilly. I didn’t see her but I could smell her still lingering scent. I crept to my room and still didn’t see her, I opened the door and left it open thinking she could just let herself in when she realized I was home.

“They left about twenty minutes ago. They said they were going to lunch so I figure we have about an hour to ourselves.” Came her husky voice, and as she spoke my door slowly creaked closed. She was hiding inside my room behind the door! Hearing her voice I spun around and as I did her naked body collided with mine driving the wind out of my lungs and hurling us both to the floor. She flipped me over and sat on my waist again, her usual position of dominance.

“Hello Timothy.” She purred mere inches from my face.

“Oof. Hi Ashley.” I replied and leaned up and kissed her hard. We kissed passionately for a few moments before she pulled away and leaned back regarding me over her large tits.

“So, what should we do this time?” She asked, smiling wickedly.

“Oh, you do whatever you want. I’m just gonna sit back and enjoy the ride.” I said grinning broadly, I laced my fingers behind my head like a pillow and stared at her expectantly.

“Oh come on Tim, you’re going to make me do all the work?” I nodded smugly, “Fine, I’ll get you back later.” She pouted and shimmied backwards until she was sitting just above my knees. Once there she threw off my belt and undid my pants with such speed it shocked me. After pulling down my boxers and exposing my raging hard-on, she licked her lips and tickled the tip of my cock with her tongue making me groan. (Throughout this entire process she maintained eye contact with me which I found was slightly unsettling). She licked my cock up and down before taking me into her mouth; I arched my back and moaned loudly as she continued to bob her head on my cock slowly. I removed one of my hands from behind my head and gathered a fistful of her silky hair in my hand and yanked her off of my cock only to slam her back down again before pulling her back up, intending to repeat the process.

“Ouch Tim, don’t ruin this.” She hissed at me. As she spoke she grabbed my wrist in a vice like grip and squeezed, forcing me to let go of her hair. She then slammed it down next to her pinning it there. “Am I going to have to tie you up again Timothy?” she glared at me. “Well Tim, I’ve lost the groove thanks to you. We’ll just have to go a different route now.” She leaned back down and spit on my cock a few times, still wet from her mouth and rubbed it in a bit before sliding forward again. As she did my dick came in contact with the soaking wet pussy lips and she stopped for a moment and shuddered slightly before continuing until her ass was hovering over my stiff cock. Ever so slowly she lowered herself until the tip of my cock was resting against her tight asshole. She paused there for a few moments as if unsure of herself; the muscles in her thighs bulging from the effort of holding such an awkward position.

“You hurt yourself last time.” I said softly, it wasn’t a question. She nodded. “We’ll just go slow this time then.” I placed my hands on her hips and slowly pushed her down onto my cock. Slowly the head of my cock pushed into her tight hole, she winced slightly and I stopped for a moment before she started to push herself down again until all eight inches of my cock was buried in her ass after a few long minutes. She sat there for a while as she adjusted to having herself filled so thoroughly.

“Ahh, this hurts so good.” She whimpered through gritted teeth. Ever so slowly she rose off of my cock and then descended again slowly. The pace was driving me crazy, my cock craved speed but I set my jaw and let her go her own speed. Gradually her pace quickened and soon her gorgeous round ass cheeks were a blur of motion. I left my hands on her hips but didn’t push her. I had somehow forgotten how good her ass felt clamped around my cock, I moaned loudly and I could feel my balls start to tighten.

“Oh Tim oh, I’m gonna cum!” She screamed. Her ass spasmed as she came, sending me over the edge. Warm clear girl cum shot onto my waist as I blew my load into her tight ass. “Ahhhhh.” She sighed, pleased with the outcome. She remained in place as my cock slowly shriveled inside of her. “Well then, that was enjoyable was it not?” she smiled coyly.

“Meh.” I said tilting my hand back and forth, struggling to maintain a strait face. Her jaw dropped and she glared at me. I couldn’t take it anymore and burst into laughter; she closed her mouth and narrowed her eyes at me.

“Oh yeah, I almost forgot.” A sadistic smile crept onto her face as the smile fell from mine “I owe you some pain.” She whispered into my face. She hooked her fingers between the buttons of my shirt and pulled it open with a savage jerk shooting buttons in all directions.

“Wha…” I managed before she pinched both my nipples between her thumb and fore fingers and twisted savagely. I screamed, nothing I had ever felt before had hurt this badly. She giggled girlishly and twisted even more if that was possible, I slapped her hands off reflexively and she let go. She stood, my cock falling out of her ass, she towered over my prone body standing with my waist between her legs. A small amount of cum escaped her ass and plopped onto my waist. Tears formed in my eyes and my nipples felt as if they were on fire. I could only watch as she cupped a hand under her ass to stop the flow and sashayed out of my room as best she could. I heard a door open and then the shower was turned on.

“Fuck!” I gasped and clamped my hands over my abused nipples. I lay there catching my breath and trying to sooth my burning nipples before I struggled to my feet and made my way to the bathroom. I opened the door and quickly shed my clothes and ripped aside the shower curtain. She jumped but didn’t say anything as I stepped in front of her and started cleaning myself off. I glanced behind me; she was leaning against the shower wall with her arms crossed staring at me.

“Hey they will be back anytime now and you take to long for us to have separate showers.” I said. She didn’t do anything so I continued washing and finished shortly thereafter before exiting the shower and making my way to my room to get redressed. Not two minutes after I had gotten dressed I heard the door open and my parents clomp into the kitchen. From then on it was an agonizing wait until night fell and our parents went to bed. We were sitting on the couch with a modest distance between us when they headed to their room telling us not to stay up late because we had school in the morning. As soon as their door closed Ashley practically jumped onto my lap, her legs off to one side like a father with his child. Except this child started grinding her ass into my crotch, stirring my cock into action. She did this for a few more moments before stopping to look down at me, smiling.

“Shall we?” she asked sweetly.

“So I take it I’m forgiven?”

“We all do things we shouldn’t. Aren’t you going to answer my question?” she said stroking my face with one hand.

“Normally you wouldn’t have to ask but we have school tomorrow and I’m not exactly feeling up to it. You understand don’t you?” I responded.

“Yeah I guess so,” she pouted, “but sometime this week right?” she said perking up a bit, acting like a little girl being promised a trip to the zoo.

“Perhaps.” I said with a sly grin on my face.

“Because if you don’t fuck me sooner or later on your own, I’ll fuck you.” She growled menacingly. I couldn’t take her seriously not with her sitting on my lap like she was, so I laughed and told her I was going to bed. She stood and allowed me to get to my feet and followed me to my bedroom door where I stopped and let her pass. As she moved past me I shot out a hand and slapped her ass hard and was rewarded with a nice smacking noise. She stopped and turned her head slowly, her hair and the shadows obscured most of her face and I couldn’t see her eyes but her full-lipped mouth spread into a grin.

“This week Timmy. Sooner rather than later, your cock had better be in me.” She whispered before blowing me and overly dramatic kiss and disappearing into her room. I tried to get her image out of my mind as I prepared to go to sleep; and only thinking of school could chase her sultry image out of my head as I drifted off.

The next morning I awoke at the ungodly hour of 6:00 to my alarm. I mumbled curses as I put on a pair of jeans and a white polo shirt then made my way to the kitchen to find my parents already up and about making breakfast. Ashley stumbled in a few minutes later wearing a tight black t-shirt and tight black pinstripe pants, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. My mother took one glance at her and shook her head in resignation; she had long ago given up trying to make Ashley dress ‘appropriately’. Breakfast was uneventful and soon the time came for us to leave, Ashley and I tugged on our coats and made our way to my car (hers was in the shop for extensive repairs due to an accident) yelling goodbyes back at the house. We sat in silence for the entire drive, only breaking the quiet to chuckle when the radio talk show host made a joke.

I pulled into the parking lot half-full of sleepy eyed seniors and parked in my usual spot. Before I could fully shut off the car Ashley had gotten out and was striding towards the building, she didn’t like walking in with me for some reason. I hurried in after her, not wanting to remain in the freezing New England weather any longer than I had to. Upon entering I climbed the stairs and made my way down the halls to my locker, exchanging greetings, shaking hands, and slapping backs with my friends, I could see Ashley up ahead of me doing pretty much the same thing. My sister and I were two of the most well known people in school, she was the hokey team’s star player and I was captain of the Frisbee club one of the biggest sports clubs in school. Everybody knew us and we were friends with almost everyone in our grade, even freshman knew about us within a few days of attending classes. Ashley had a huge pack of friends that would trail her around school and I made it my business to socialize as much as possible, attending almost every party that was thrown. I also organized a few non school related events such as the fat man race, a few paint ball tournaments, and a dodge ball tournament that had become amazingly successful. I finally reached my locker and was greeted by the person I had wanted to see the most.

“Hi Tim!” she nearly shouted, surprising me by coming up behind me. Oriana Bane was the girl who I had been seeing before this whole Ashley fiasco had happened. Oriana was short, only around 5” 4’ but made up for it in a personality that was always happy and good-natured. Although she was one of the perkiest girls I knew she was borderline Goth in the way she dressed. She had short jet-black hair cut in a straight line across her forehead and her small slightly pointy ears stuck through her hair, making her look like some sort of elf/nymph child. She wore dark eye shadow around her bright blue eyes which accentuated the features of her pale face. Her nose was slightly turned up at the tip and she was almost always smiling her teeth a dazzling white. She was wearing a loose black shirt with a band logo on it and a pair of baggy black pants with metal studs running down the sides of the legs. Even through her baggy clothing you could easily see her curvaceous form, her tits were large for a girl her size and though not as pronounced and large as my sister’s, her ass was tight and of a good size. We were extremely close but we hadn’t ‘done’ anything but make out a few times and only recently at that. I shot to my feet from where I had been kneeling transferring notebooks into my bag, and hit my head on the inside of my locker on the way up. She was laughing hysterically by the time I turned around and faced her.

“God damn it Oriana.” I said laughing and rubbing my head at the same time.

“How was your weekend?” She asked managing to get her laughter under control.

“Oh you know, same old same old.” I said shrugging. There was a loud bang and I jumped and spun again as Ashley crashed her shoulder into the locker next to mine.

“I bet Miss Ashley had a fun weekend.” Oriana said a strange smile on her face.

“Oh yeah lots of fun.” Ashley laughed sarcastically but with a serious look in her eyes. Oriana was one of Ashley’s best friends, of course I had only found this out after I had committed myself to being with her, or otherwise I might have had second thoughts. My eyes went from my sister to my girlfriend and then back again, they were looking at each other, communicating in that unspoken girl language.

“If you ladies are done we have class in a few minutes.” I said shouldering my bag and heading off down the hall. All three of us have most of our classes together, first period today was English, as they fell into step behind me and I could hear them whispering together. I tried to ignore them and focused on what I needed to do today. English was uneventful as was the rest of the day although very tiring. Every teacher was cramming in tests and homework to get in some grades before the Christmas break. The rest of the week went the same way and due to the work load my teachers had heaped on me I was unable to fulfill my sister’s demand, she approached me a few time during the week but always when I was absorbed in my work. Throughout the week she had become increasingly cold towards me when she realized I wasn’t going to fuck her any time soon. Then Friday came around.

It was last period gym class; the best time for gym because you could go all out and not worry about reeking during your next class. We were playing dodge ball today; the large gym was divided in two sections with each side pummeling the other with soft ‘kid-friendly’ dodge balls. Oriana and Ashley were in this class with me as well, although they barely participated; they just stood in one corner of the room and talked. I on the other hand was throwing myself to the floor to avoid neon colored balls hurtling through the air. Two balls rolled near me and I snatched them up and tossed one to a friend of mine.

“Hold on,” I told him before he could whip the ball at someone else, “see Ashley and Oriana over there? You take Oriana and I’ll take my sister, on three.” He nodded and I counted to three before throwing the ball with all my strength (that’s what it took to get any distance or accuracy out of the lightweight balls) both balls flew straight at their targets although they lost much of they speed crossing the distance of the gym. The ball I threw impacted my sister square in the left tit; the other struck Oriana in the right shoulder and bounced off in the opposite direction. Oriana just laughed, but my sister glared at me with rage filled eyes. A bright green ball whipped past my head tearing my attention away from my fuming sister. Before I could turn my attention elsewhere, I saw a blue streak heading straight for my crotch. I watched horrified and unable to do anything as it connected squarely with my groin. Even being as soft as they were it still hurt like a bitch and I fell to my knees and keeled over. I looked up and saw Ashley not ten feet away holding another ball in her hand. My friend’s face filled my vision, he was laughing so hard he could barely speak.

“You okay Tim?” He managed. No sooner had the words left his mouth before the ball my sister had been holding crashed into his jaw. He fell to the ground next to me and we both broke into laughter. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Ashley striding over to us completely ignoring the rules of the game, as she crossed the boundaries that separated the two teams. Her big basketball shorts and loose t-shirt swished as she walked.

“You’re done Timothy, when we get home watch your back.” She growled. She walked back to her own side and continued talking with Oriana.

“What was that about?” My friend asked from beside me as he got back to his feet. “I bet that didn’t even hurt that much.”

“Dude, you don’t want to know.” I said, as I struggled to my feet I was struck two more times. Just then the bell rang and we hurried to the locker room to change and head home. I changed quickly and made my way to the car, where I waited for what felt like forever for Ashley to show up. When she did she still looked pissed so the ride home was silent and incredibly awkward. When we got home I was getting nervous, we both knew that our parents were still at work and weren’t going to be home for another couple of hours. This time I got out of the car first and scurried into the house before Ashley had even unbuckled herself. Once inside I tossed my bag on the kitchen table and before I could do anything else I heard the door open and close. I spun around and found myself facing a furious sister.

“Ash l-let me explain…” I stammered before her fist slammed into my stomach. I went to double over but she held me up by one shoulder and punched me twice more in the exact same place. I hit the hardwood floor hard, headfirst; the last thing I saw before I passed out (yes clearly I pass out easily) was Ashley taking out her cell phone.

When I woke up I couldn’t see! I tried to open my eyes and felt my eyelashes brush something, a blindfold! I tried to stand but my hands were bound behind my back and it felt like there was a knife in my stomach. I lay there and tried to recover, my forehead was throbbing from where it collided with the floor. I could also hear muffled voices, perhaps coming from down the hall. I groaned and rolled to my knees, pain shot throughout my body and I cried out but held my position. The voices stopped and I heard footsteps coming down the hall.

“Well well, look who finally woke up.” My sister’s silky voice pushed through my headache.

“You’re gonna kill me one of these days Ashley!” I screamed.

“That’s the plan, but not until you are thoroughly used.” She gave a throaty chuckle.

“Fuck”

“That’s the idea.” There was a giggle from further down the hall that sounded familiar but before I could search my memory for its owner, strong hands picked me up by my shoulders and marched me down the hall and into what I assumed was Ashley’s room. Suddenly I was pushed and the backs of my legs hit the side of her bed and I toppled backwards landing painfully on my bound hands. Before I could do anything else a great weight landed on my chest driving the breath from my lungs as strong legs gripped my waist.

“Now listen Timothy, you were supposed to fuck me before the end of the week and you didn’t.” Ashley breathed mere inches from my face her hot breath caressing my cheek.

“It’s only Friday and I’ve been busy …!” I gasped before I was silenced by a firm slap to the face.

“Shut up Timothy! Now, I have a new deal for you. You can either be my little fuck toy….” Something large, rubbery, and smelling faintly like my sister’s pussy smacked me in the forehead sending a spike of pain shooting into my skull from where my head hit the floor. “Or, I can rape you ‘till you bleed with my little friend here.” She giggled like a little girl as I lay there, horrified, blindfolded, and still trying to catch my breath.

“No!” I said firmly.

“No? No to what Timothy?” she cooed.

“Everything.”

“Aww too bad then, it would have been fun.” Ever so slowly the rubber object made its way down my body. It stopped at my crotch and I felt my pants being undone, then slipped off along with my boxers. Ashley had gotten off of me by now and I was about to try and get to my feet before I was roughly flipped over onto my stomach and held down by one hand of the back of my head. The object was now placed on my lower back and slowly slid down between my ass cheeks. I was freaking out now; she was actually going to do this, shit! Just before she started adding pressure on my asshole I screamed for her to wait.

“Fine you bitch. I’ll be you fucking sex toy. Just get that thing away from my ass!”

“Fantastic!” she squealed. She grabbed me by my shirt collar and hauled me to my feet. “I’m going to release your hands. Don’t try anything.” I shrugged and felt the bonds around my hands being cut. I rubbed my wrists where they had been badly chaffed and resisted the urge to remove my blindfold and strangle my sister right there and then. And I would have if I didn’t think she’d enjoy it. My shirt was then roughly removed and I was once again pushed down onto the bed.

“You have to do whatever I tell you and you have to stop resisting, do you understand?”

“I guess so.” Suddenly she grabbed my balls and squeezed, hard. “Ahhh, Yes I understand!”

“Good.” I heard a zipper being unzipped and the sound of clothing on skin and my mind instantly pictured Ashley taking off her clothes thus prompting my cock into action. “Looks like you want to get to the point as well.” She gripped my cock with both hands and basically jerked me to my feet then led me by my convenient handle to one side of the room. A hand clamped around my throat and pushed me back up against the wall and remained there slowly adding pressure making it difficult to breathe but still possible.

“Ashley you’re choking me!” I croaked but was silenced by her pussy sliding onto my cock. Slowly she ground herself against me while keeping up the pressure on my neck. I let my hands roam up and down her back and come to rest on her fleshy ass cheeks. I dug my fingers into her soft flesh and pulled her towards me, impaling her on my cock.

“Ohhh, a week is too long Timothy. I’ve missed you inside of me.” She moaned. Her grip around my neck increased until I couldn’t breathe as she exploded around my cock. Just before I started to panic, she let go of my neck and hugged me close, her large tits squashing against my chest, pussy spasming around my cock. “I have a surprise for you Tim.” She whispered in my ear with a final powerful thrust of her hips, making me grunt.

“Uh, and what is that?” I asked, hoping she wouldn’t just stop at that, I held onto her ass digging my fingers harder into her ample cheeks.

“See for yourself.” She said, hooking her arms inside of mine and pulled my hands off of her then pulling herself off of me, I made to follow her but she pushed me back with a hand on my chest. I sighed and leaned up against the wall again as my cock started to soften from such sudden neglect. I reached up and removed the blind fold and blinked at the harsh light reflecting off of the white walls of my sister’s room. She was sitting on the bed in front of me fixing her hair into a ponytail. My eyes bulged as I noticed a monstrous black dildo lying on the bed next to her. She nodded her head in the direction of the door and I looked over and my sister was forgotten. Gone were the black baggy clothes and heavy eye shadow, replaced by slight rouge lipstick and bright pink lace bra and panties.

“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this?” Oriana asked gliding towards me from where she was leaning against the door frame.

“Um n-no.” I stammered, blushing, suddenly embarrassed about my blatant nakedness.

“Well, let’s just say too long.” She smirked, standing in front of me. Her scent was intoxicating and I felt myself getting hard again. The bra she was wearing seemed too small for her and it looked like she was going to bust out of it at the slightest movement.

“S-so what happens now?” I asked, even though I was sure of the true answer I still wanted to hear it from her before I did anything. She smirked up at me, her black hair forming a perfect line just above her sparkling eyes.

“Funny you should ask, see before I met your sister I would have had no idea of how to answer that.” She blushed and looked past me at Ashley. I turned and regarded my sister accusingly.

“What? You can’t blame a girl for having fun, can you?” She grinned innocently, lying back on her bed looking at her nails. I shook my head and looked back at Oriana; she was chewing her lip as she looked me up and down. Slowly, as if not to scare me, she took my right hand in both of hers and guided it up her flat chest to her pink covered tits. Her skin felt like silk against my fingers. She reached a hand behind her and undid the clasp keeping her straining bra on, the straps whipped around and it literally popped off of her tits. I massaged her tit, stopping occasionally to tweak her nipple, I leaned in and took her other nipple into my mouth rolling my tongue over the now rock hard piece of flesh. She gasped and closed her eyes, color flooding into her cheeks. With my free hand I caressed her back slowly.

“It’s funny that I popped both your cherries, isn’t it?” Came my sister’s overly loud voice from no more than a foot away. I hadn’t heard her approach and neither had Oriana, so intense were the feelings we were experiencing. We both jumped and pulled away from each other.

“Do you have to ruin everything?” I hissed. I reached out an arm to shove her away from us but she grabbed my hand and slide behind me twisting my arm painfully behind my back.

“Wanna know a secret?” She whispered resting her chin on my shoulder her hair tickling my ear. Oriana was still standing there with flushed cheeks gazing at nothing with glazed over eyes. “I find it funny just how tightly wound up she gets and how easily she cums. As soon as I touched her pussy she came and she did it again and again, more times than I thought possible throughout the course of our fun. But the really funny part is that she gets all weak in the knees when she does and pretty much falls over. Watch.” She kept my arm pinned with one hand and with the other she took hold of my free hand and matched it with hers, directly underneath mine so she could pretty much control what my fingers did. She manipulated my hand until I was only extending my index finger and slowly guided my hand towards Oriana. Ashley giggled in anticipation and slowly pulled down Oriana’s now soaked panties and inserted our fingers into her tight soaking pussy. A soft animalistic moan escaped her lips and just like Ashley said her knees started to tremble and then gave out and she collapsed to the floor in a shivering heap.

“Ohhhhh, my God.” She sighed from the floor with a pleased smile on her face.

“See I told you!” Ashley squealed as she let go of me. I bent down and helped Oriana back to her feet, she was still shaking slightly and there were goose bumps all over her skin. “If you’re gonna fuck her you’ll have to either be on top or hold her up. I doubt you could do either of them Timothy.” Ashley said mockingly from across the room where she was rummaging through the drawers of her bureau.

“Why don’t you just leave us alone Ashley?”

“Well for one this is my room and you are both my sexual property.” She stated simply not turning around. I looked at Oriana and she nodded guiltily.

“What do you want then?” I asked in frustration. She whirled around with a malicious grin on her face revealing what she had been searching for. One of those strap-on dildos, this one was about six or seven inches long and had a rear facing nub about two inches long that would go into her pussy.

“Christ, where do you get all these things?” I asked, shocked.

“Internet.” She replied strapping the device onto herself with a slight moan as the shorter end slid into her. “Just be grateful that your sister is here to help you out Timothy. I’ve always wanted to try this ever since I saw it in one of my old boyfriend’s pornos.”

“Try what?” I asked warily hoping that it didn’t involve the strap-on and myself.

“You’ll see soon enough Timothy and stop asking questions or I’ll use this on you!” She practically snarled. She pulled out a tube of clear gel and sauntered over to us. “Just follow my lead and I’m sure you wont be disappointed.” She purred; as she passed she ran a finger down my jaw line and flicked my chin upwards. She stopped behind Oriana and without any warning shoved the elongated head of the tube up Oriana’s ass. She squirmed as Ashley squeezed and pumped a good amount of the gel into Oriana’s tight backdoor. She then pulled out the considerably thinner tube and applied some of the gel to the rather realistic looking strap-on.

“Oh Ashley could you be more gentle this time please?” Oriana moaned her breathing speeding up.

“No promises babe.” My sister replied chuckling. She bent her knees slightly to get her crotch even with Oriana’s and placed the tip of the dildo to the gel leaking hole. In one fluid motion she slid it in to the base, Oriana squeaked out a curse as the knees started to tremble. Before she could fall Ashley reached down and lifted her up by the thighs so it looked like she was sitting in mid air with her legs spread before slowly backing up into the wall for support. Given that Oriana was a small girl it wouldn’t have been too much trouble for Ashley to hold her there for a while. Ashley was able to rock Oriana slightly on the strap-on but that was about as much as she could do in that position.

“Ohhhhh A-Ashley!” She moaned before she started shaking uncontrollably.

“Tim, ah,” my sister groaned “get the fuck over here and fuck the shit out of this girl!” I approached warily, realizing that my cock had become incredibly hard. Oriana had her eyes closed struggling to control her breathing and didn’t notice me. I placed the tip of my now throbbing dick at the entrance to her soaking wet pussy. Slowly I pushed the head of my cock into her and her eyes shot open and her breathing became labored once a again. She suddenly started shaking and bit down on her fist to stop herself from screaming. I slid in further inch by slow inch, all the while the muscles in her pussy contracted and shifted as if massaging my cock, until I could go no further. I could feel her going through several tiny orgasms. I stayed still for a while before I started to slowly pull back out again. It felt as if her pussy tightened as I pulled back trying to keep me inside of her. I continued for a while, reveling in the tightness and warmth of her insides.
Behind Oriana, my sister slid Oriana mostly off of the strap-on then gave me a look.

“What?”

“On three.” She said then when I didn’t show any sign of understanding she made a thrusting movement with her head. I nodded a smirk on my face before pulling out slightly.

“One…Two…”

“W-What?” Oriana stammered still recovering from her latest series of orgasms.

“Three!” I finished. Simultaneously my sister and I thrust into Oriana; I could feel the rubber through the thin wall of tissue. Oriana gagged slightly as the two collided inside of her, her eyes rolled back into her head as she slumped onto my shoulder, motionless. I could feel her juices flowing down my shaft and continuing down my leg.

“Think she’ll be all right?” I asked.

“That looked like it felt good I’m gonna have to try that some time. Yeah just keep going. I’m not there yet.” She groaned. I was now finding her presence annoying for some reason and this was my chance, seeing as she had her hands full supporting an unconscious girl. I snaked a hand up and clamped it around her throat. She had her eyes closed and when she felt my hand on her neck she slowly opened them. She smiled and pushed her neck out further against my hand. All the while I continued to slowly thrust in and out of Oriana. I squeezed and pushed her head back against the wall at the same time, she continued to rock Oriana’s motionless body with increasing speed trying to stimulate herself with the short end. I squeezed harder all the frustration of ruining a moment between Oriana and I that I had wanted to be different (without my sister). Suddenly the look in her eyes changed to fear and it felt so good that I could instill this emotion in my physically bigger sister.

“Nighty night Ashley.” I whispered menacingly. To her credit she didn’t drop Oriana, instead she shuddered as her eyes closed a faint smile on her lips. Quickly I took Oriana’s weight and held her like an oversized baby as Ashley slumped to the floor, the strap-on sticking straight up. I could see clear liquid seeping out from beneath the straps.

“Why did you stop? You haven’t cum yet.” Oriana groaned finally coming around.

“I wanted it to be different.”

“Aw that’s sweet. I did too but Ashley sorta pushed me into this, don’t get me wrong what I said earlier is true I have wanted you for a while now.”

“You could have said something.”

“Well I didn’t. Look, in case you didn’t notice you’re still hard and I’m still horny. So if you don’t mind put me down and fuck me.” She sighed, her fingers tracing the scars on my back that were still healing. I chuckled and laid her down with me on top of her on Ashley’s bed, still hard and throbbing inside her. “Take your time baby.” She purred.

“Wish I could,” I said looking at the clock on the nightstand, “but we’ve been at it for a solid hour and a half and my parents will be home soon and we have to clean up too so…”

“Fine but we are going to do this right next time. Got it?”

“Yes ma’am.” I smiled and continued to slide in and out of her overactive cunt. She reached up and linked her arms around my neck, brought my head down, and kissed me as I picked up the pace a bit. She broke the lip lock and cried out as she went through another long series of orgasms. She still had my head close to hers and the sound of her ragged breathing next to my ear was pushing me closer to the brink. I felt like I would never cum, that I could fuck this beautiful girl for hours and nothing would happen. Of course as soon as that thought crossed my mind I felt that familiar sensation and I rammed my dick as far as it would go into her pussy. Her eyes were rolling around and a thin line of drool ran from her mouth. Never before had I felt the way I did, it felt as though it was pulled from every corner of my body and shoved in a too large mass out of my cock. My eyes closed and my mouth opened in an image of pure ecstatic pleasure. It felt like forever before I was done emptying myself into her, when I was done it felt like I hadn’t slept for days or I had been doing manual labor for a long time. I rolled off of her and lay sprawled trying to catch my breath and sweating profusely.

“Wait… where did Ashley go?” She asked, panting.

“She’s over there.” I responded, pointing to where she still lay on the floor. Her breathing looked even so I wasn’t worried about her too much.

“Why is she laying on the floor like that?”

“Let’s just say I gave her a taste of her own medicine.”

“You fucked her in the ass? Wait… what? How long was I out for?” She was obviously tired as hell.

“No, no I choked her ‘till she blacked out. She always seems to do stuff like that to me; I wanted to return the favor. And I think you were only out for a few minutes.”

“Oh, ha that’s pretty funny I was wondering why I woke up in your arms. Oh shit… I think I’m leaking a bit.” I sat up and looked at what she was talking about cum, pussy juice, and gel from her ass were trickling from her abused openings and mixing on the sheets.

“Forget it, this is Ashley’s bed, it’s her problem.” I laughed. “Use the sheet to wipe the worst of it off then I’ll take you to the bathroom. After some careful daubing I helped her to her feet, she was very unstable and I decided to carry her to the bathroom rather and risk her falling and hurting herself. For some reason I felt incredibly protective of her. Once in the bathroom I sat her down on the toilet seat and started the shower, it reminded me of when Ashley brought me here under similar circumstances just last Saturday and also of just how fast these series of events were unfolding. Once the shower was ready and I helped her inside she still seemed unsteady on her feet so cleaning up took longer than I had expected. After we finished and had dried off I went and retrieved her clothes, the bra and panties had gotten a little soiled so I offered to lend her some of Ashley’s stuff but she just laughed saying that she would go commando. Fortunately her clothes were nice and soft so she wouldn’t have any problems. Even after all this time she couldn’t seem to get her legs under control so she asked me to drive her home.

“You know how to drive my car right?” She smirked, finding it funny that I would have to drive her home in her own car.

“Don’t worry about it.” I said and helped her out to her car, an old Volvo. The drive to her house was short and uneventful although she did fall asleep against my shoulder. I pulled into her driveway and shut off her car. I managed to get her out of the passenger’s seat and to the front door with out waking her up or slipping on the icy walkway. I quietly opened the door and made my way inside. I had been to her house before so I knew where her room was and I made my way there trying not to wake Oriana or her mother who I knew worked nights at the local hospital and tended to sleep most of the day. I got her into her room and lay her on the bed after taking off her shoes and jacket. She looked so cute laying there completely exhausted with her mouth slightly open and a tiny smile on her face. I made to leave and almost got to the door before I heard my name. I whirled and walked back to the bed.

“Yeah?”

“Merry Christmas Tim, thank you.” She murmured before falling back to sleep. I chuckled and softly kissed her forehead before leaving her room and quietly closing the door and shutting off the light. I walked outside reveling in the cold air and the brilliant white snow on the ground reflecting the waning sunlight. I had intended to call my parents and have them pick me up on the way home but I was surprised to see my car idling on the curb my sister’s silhouette in the driver’s seat. I walked past the front of the car and opened the driver’s side door.

“Scoot over, you shouldn’t be driving.” I told her forcefully. She didn’t seem to be in the best condition to resist and slid into the passenger’s seat. She was wearing a coat over a t-shirt and a pair of house pants, the heater was on full blast. I drove home and couldn’t help but notice how shaken and unkempt she looked. Obviously she hadn’t expected me to go that far. Thankfully our parents weren’t home yet. I walked inside and she followed me. I took her coat and told her to go take a hot shower. She didn’t respond but made her way into the bathroom. She reappeared ten minutes later wearing her pink bathrobe and looking incredibly depressed. I beckoned her over with a crooked finger and when she was standing in front of me head down looking sullen, I guided her into a chair and brandished a Popsicle I had been hiding behind my back and presented it to her.

“What do you think I am, some little kid you can be cheered up with a cold treat? You could have given me some warning or something!” She rasped, clearly her throat hurt (ha).

“It’s for your throat stupid! What about the warning you DIDN’T give me huh? Twice! Shut up and eat it.” She glared at me for a moment before she unwrapped it and popped it in her mouth. “Good girl.” I said mockingly and stood up. I walked down the hall and to my room.

“Fuck you!” She muttered as I stopped at my door. I smirked back at her and winked before walking in. Now I had to look forward to a long vacation with a sister who will most likely try to hurt me in the near future. However, I also had a girlfriend who I had just connected with on a major level that I could ‘see’ on a whim.


Christmas came and went and with it the usual aggravation of visiting relatives and receiving relatives day in and day out. By Saturday, not only was I exhausted but Ashley had distanced herself from me which made me edgy. At around four o’clock my aunt and uncle along with their three children, who had me convinced were the spawn of Satan himself, were finally pushed out the door. My parents wearily trudged back into the kitchen to clean up what looked like a disaster zone. Ashley and I picked up the living room where wrapping paper had been strewn around by the devil children. When we finished I collected the gifts I had been given and headed for my room. One thing that could be said for my aunt and uncle was that they were generous. I received about two hundred dollars worth of gift cards, a computer game, and two DVDs so I couldn’t really complain. I dumped my swag into a good sized pile along with the other gifts I had gotten throughout the week, onto my bed and started going through them. They had been the last relatives we had to see so I was quite relieved to just lie down and not have to talk to anyone. I lay on my bed and mindlessly picked through the gifts, sorting them into some kind of order as Ashley flounced into the room. I barely noticed her until she sat on the bed next to me, her perfume almost overwhelming my senses. She was wearing jeans and a spaghetti-strap tube top, her hair was down and neatly tucked behind her ears and shoulders.

“Whatcha doing?” she asked aimlessly picking through my stuff messing up the order I had put them in.

“Nothing. What do you want?”

“Tim,” she sighed pinching the bridge of her nose, “I thought you would have gotten it by now.”

“Gotten what?” I responded innocently. I knew exactly what she was talking about but I wanted to string it out as long as possible and make her lose interest. I really didn’t have the energy for anything that she wanted to do.

“Don’t play with me Tim! You’re supposed to do what I say anyways.” She actually looked like she was getting angry over this.

“Or what, honestly what’s to keep me from completely ignoring you, hmm? What would happen if you lost your outlet? All your pent up desires, your emotions, your needs, would they just build up until you explode? What would that feel like, sister?” While I was speaking I traced small patterns on her arm with the back of my finger, barely touching her skin. “Oh and I think you’ll find that your little friend, the one you threatened me with the other day has gone missing, who knows where it went. Oh yes and all your other toys I’m afraid, have disappeared as well. You should keep better track of them.” The look on her face was priceless, a look of absolute horror and disbelief.

“You…you wouldn’t?” she slowly got up and sort of backed up towards the door.

“You might find something under your bed though.” I called as she hurried out the door to her room. I got up slowly and wandered out after her. I wanted to see this for myself, the panic on her face as she left my room generated an almost sexual sensation that I wanted to hold onto. I quietly opened her door and closed it behind me and leaned back against it. She was rushing around her room looking in all of the hiding places I had painstakingly found and cleaned out while she was away with her friends a couple nights ago. I was surprised that she hadn’t noticed until I told her, she must have been saving herself or something. At the moment she was tearing through her dresser which had, until recently held three, from what I could determine, of her favorites or most used devices. Pieces of clothing were flying across the room in such a way that I had to control myself not to laugh at. A black silk thong flew past and I caught it before it could hit the floor. I thought it strange that I had never noticed she wore thongs, I had only seen her in panties or nothing at all. I leisurely twirled it around my finger and continued to watch Ashley hopelessly search.

“I’m gonna kill you.” She hissed, stepping out of her closet where previously there had been four of her toys.

“Did you look under your bed yet?” I asked. She narrowed her eyes at me and slunk over to her bed and looked underneath.

“Oh how kind of you.” Her voice dripping sarcasm, she held in her hand a tiny vibrator maybe two inches long. When I came across it I was absolutely stumped at why a girl like her would have such a small device.

“At least it works right?” I said. It shouldn’t, I had removed the little plate that carried the electrical charge from the battery. It had taken a bit of doing but it was a grateful distraction from a monotonous week. A small flicker of hope flashed across her eyes as she twisted the bottom hoping for the little device to come to life. It didn’t and her face fell.

“You won’t get away with this Tim.” She said, the rage in her voice becoming more and more apparent.

“Won’t I?” I responded innocently. She stood up and in a flash her face was no more than an inch from mine, her large breasts pushing into my chest. I was startled by her speed but quickly recovered, newly acquired confidence from last Friday’s events flooding through me. She looked down into my eyes with such utter hate that I was afraid for a second that she would hit me.

“You!” was all she managed to growl.

“What does it feel like Ashley,” I whispered into her face, “to have everything taken away and to only have me. Does it turn you on? Does it disgust you? What do you think of your brother now; do you realize how you have changed me?” I stopped babbling after that, I really didn’t care; they weren’t questions I wanted an answer to. I was just screwing with her head. She only seemed to get angrier anyways. I grinned wickedly and raised my right hand with the silk thong still dangling from my finger. Her brown eyes flicked over and as they did I jammed my left index and middle fingers into her pussy as far as her jeans would let me with such force that she was pushed onto the tips of her toes. She moaned loudly as they sunk in to the first knuckle, her legs buckled and she collapsed to her knees. As my fingers withdrew they came away slightly damp, I smiled and wiped them on her cheek as she knelt there trying to catch her breath. I patted her head and left her room chuckling. Closing her door behind me I made my way back to my room and got on my computer. I opened up AIM and was immediately greeted with the message:

OBane: so how’d it go?
TDonovan: perfectly. You should have seen her face. I replied.
OBane: great!
TDonovan: thanks for the idea. I never would have thought of something like that.
OBane: np. Btw I can’t wait to see you tomorrow 😉 remember7:30 my house.
TDonovan: don’t worry I can’t forget about something like that lol
OBane: good, gtg…I’ll be waiting
TDonovan: cya

Lucky for me I finally had a chance to see Oriana tomorrow night when my parents took Ashley to one of her hockey games at least an hour drive away. Now all I had to do was survive until then.

“Aw isn’t that sweet.” came my sister’s voice from directly behind me. My computer is up against the far wall and my back is to the door but I still cursed myself for not seeing this coming. I believe it was only natural to be a little surprised.

“Holy fucking sh…!” was all I managed before she wrenched my head around, pulling me out of my chair and throwing me to the floor in one swift motion. I was pleasantly surprised that my neck wasn’t broken even if it felt as though it was. She still had my head clasped between her hands as she crushed out mouths together and forced her tongue down my throat. She lay on top of me pressing herself against me, seemingly trying to form herself to my smaller frame. I struggled for a while but gave up when she showed now sign of being dislodged. I lay still and let her explore the inside of my mouth with her tongue, my hands at my sides. She opened her eyes and looked at me confusion written on her face.

“Why did you sto…?” she said before I shifted my weight and pushed with all my strength to flip her over and off of me. Her eyes widened as she was rolled over and I followed up taking over her usual position, atop the waist.

“Now I see why you like sitting here.” I said looking around as if surveying my domain. “Perhaps I’ll stay here all day and just do nothing.” I said, stressing the word nothing. She started to struggle but I grasped her wrists and pinned them to the floor with all my weight.

“I’ve never been in this position before, I hope you’re happy.” She said, the range of emotions playing across her face telling me that I shouldn’t let my guard down even if she had stopped fighting for the moment.

“I am and you have, remember? That first night, you thought you could tie me up and leave me in that condition. Showed you though. And now look what’s become of it.” I said laughing. She smiled slightly almost as if she didn’t want to admit such a thing. A sudden thought struck me out nowhere and I just couldn’t help myself but to ask her even if it would just piss her off more.

“Are you jealous?” I asked smirking, leaning down, close to her face.

“What?”

“Are you jealous?” I repeated slowly punctuating each word with a kiss on her stunned mouth.

“T-that’s not what this is about!” she stammered, color bleeding into her cheeks.

“Oh my god, you are!” I laughed out loud as I stood up releasing her wrists and sitting on my bed. She just lay where she was only moving to cross her arms under her breasts and turn her head away from me. “This is absolutely priceless.” I said wiping tears away from my eyes from laughing so hard.

“Ha ha, so fucking funny you little prick!” she hissed in the direction of the wall.

“What can you possibly be jealous about? Who you are! What you’ve done!” I said, starting to lose my humorous demeanor when she didn’t look at me after what I just said.

“I can see it, that’s all. You two being happy right into the fucking grave!” I could too it felt as if Oriana and I were by definition perfect for each other. And even though we had thought about sex as proven by last week’s events, I never let it motivate my decisions in any way shape or form and really neither had she.

“What!?”

“Why can’t I be happy like that? Why can’t I see my own future?” She said sniffling a little. ‘A typical teenage statement’ I thought to myself, wondering if that’s what this was about.

“Come on, you’re Ashley freakin’ Donovan! You can get any guy you want!”

“Exactly! All they really want to do is fuck me! And it has gotten to be that… that’s only what I want too.” She said quietly, sounding more angry than sad.

“Well honestly Ash I don’t know what you expect me to do about it.” I said softly, scratching my head looking at her prostrate form. Slowly she turned her head to face me. I was stunned, tears streaked her perfect face, her eyes were all red and her lips quivered as though she was about to break down any second. Not since we were young had I seen her like this, in fact the last time I had even seen her cry was when her arm was dislocated during a hockey game about four years ago.

“Change me! Make me different!” she sobbed and somehow launched herself at me from that position, catapulting us over my bed and back onto the floor as she hit me. The breath was knocked from my lungs and my head hurt from where it had hit the wall but she seemed fine. She had pushed her head into my chest and was sobbing gently, her hands grabbing fistfuls of my shirt and pulling them to her face as if trying to hide herself. My legs were now extended under the bed as she curled up into the fetal position on my lap. I hesitated but eventually put my arms around her and gently stroked her hair with one hand and rested my chin on her head. I felt so guilty, about everything that had happened about everything I had done. When I looked back at it I could barely comprehend what had happened between us. Never once had I stopped to consider her or myself, for that matter or the impact it would really have on our lives. It felt as if my whole tiny world had been turned on its head. However it seemed simple what I had to do now.

“What do you want me to do Ashley?” I asked softly, kissing the top of her head.

“I don’t know!” she moaned her voice muffled by my shirt, each word punctuated with a sniffle.

“When you do, make sure to tell me and I’ll do it. Do you understand that?” I said prying her face away from my chest so I could look into her eyes. She nodded, before tears welled up in her eyes again and she broke down once more. She pressed her face back into my chest and started crying. We remained that way for a long time; my legs became numb and I’m sure the front of my shirt was a mess but I didn’t care. Finally she regained control of herself and stopped crying long enough to pull her face away from my chest and look me in the eyes.

“Thank you.” She said, tears staining her face. I smiled and wiped her face with a clean portion of my shirt. She moved so she was no longer sitting on me but sitting next to me, and then rested her head against my shoulder. I stretched my legs trying to revive the circulation as I looked at the clock on my nightstand. It was five thirty; we’d spent a good hour and a half sitting there. Dinner wasn’t a problem as we had had a large lunch with the relatives, but I was still surprised that our parents hadn’t at least checked in on us. A sigh blew into my ear as Ashley brought herself unsteadily to her feet. I followed, holding her arm so she didn’t topple over. She turned so she was facing me then drew me into a hug that I thought would break my spine. She held me like that for a long moment before pulling away and heading back to her room and a pillow that would probably receive the same treatment my shirt had seen. When she was gone I shook my head, utterly bemused at what had just occurred.

The rest of the evening passed without Ashley emerging from her room. I became worried towards the time when my parents went to bed and she still hadn’t shown herself. I had been watching television and decided to check on her, making my way to her closed door I knocked twice and received no answer. Tentatively I opened the door and peered inside. She was laying on her bed in her pajamas with her headphones screwed into her ears; a magazine lay on her lap as she idly twirled her hair with one hand. She looked up when I opened the door and gave me a little wave, a smile on her face. I returned the gesture and closed the door. Women, I will never understand what goes on in their minds, of that I was certain.

The next day I slept in trying to recover the energy I had spent socializing with the relatives this week. I woke up around ten and spent most of the day lounging about. Ashley finally emerged from her room to consume and enormous lunch and then disappeared again. When the time came for them to leave she came out once more shouldering her huge bag of equipment and holding her stick in her hand. My parents were already in the car so we were alone.

“Wish me luck.” She said and touched her cheek with the blade. I grinned and gave her a peck on the cheek. She smiled back at me and headed out the door, it was seven o’clock and right about now Oriana’s mother would be leaving for work. I parked myself on the couch and waited, my stomach doing back flips as I agonized until it came time to leave. When seven twenty rolled around I couldn’t wait anymore and practically sprinted to my car, almost forgetting my coat. It was the most agonizingly long five minute drive I had ever experienced. Thoughts of my sister crept into my head suddenly as I pulled into her driveway and parked next to Oriana’s beat up Volvo. I started having doubts as I rang the doorbell. Of course all of those thoughts were ejected from my mind by the sight that greeted my eyes as the door opened. She was wearing what must have been a 4XL, black t-shirt and nothing else as far as I could tell. The twin mounds of her near perfectly round breasts protruded from her shirt a great deal when she wasn’t wearing a bra and her nipples stood out even farther as if trying to breach the fabric.

“Hi.” I said tearing my eyes away from her chest.

“Hello,” she responded a mischievous grin quirking the corners of her mouth, “come on in.” I didn’t need to be told twice and slid in past her as she closed the door. I had just barely removed my coat before her arms snaked around my neck and brought us mouth to mouth. Heaven. I nearly collapsed in her arms but managed to keep my feet. Slowly as if afraid to do so, her tongue snuck into my mouth and proceeded to dance with mine. She snuggled in closer to me, trying to meld our bodies together. Her tits squashed into my chest, her nipples I assumed, were painfully hard judging from how they poked into me. Her eyes were closed, her features softening reveling in the moment. Finally she broke away, her arms still around my neck, a pleased smile playing on her lips. She stood for a moment looking into my eyes when she started blushing profusely and shuffling her feet. I grinned and scooped an arm under her legs and lifted her into the air my other arm supporting her across her back in a bridal style carry. She squeaked when she became airborne but otherwise showed no signs of discomfort.

“Destination milady?” I said in a stereotypical British accent.

“Downstairs if you please, James.” She laughed, trying and failing to replicate the accent. I chuckled and carried her to the basement door. Without having to ask she removed one of her hands from around my neck and opened the door for me. Going down the stairs wasn’t as difficult as I had feared considering how light she was.

I had been here on several occasions, it was a large open space dominated by an entertainment system, a pool table, and a futon that had been opened out into a bed. Unfortunately, however much fun it would have been, the pool table was an antique and not the sturdiest thing in the world so I didn’t even bother thinking about that possibility. I lay her down on the futon and she pulled me down with her, I had to twist so I didn’t land on top of her. She used the impact of me landing to roll herself gracefully on top of me where she proceeded to plant her face on mine again. I let my hands creep down her back too her ass where I squeezed both of her marvelous cheeks and pull her down into my denim covered crotch in the same movement, my fingers sinking deep into the fleshy spheres.

She giggled into my mouth, her bright blue eyes sparkling like twin jewels. No amount of clothing could possibly hope to hide the raging hard-on I had going. It had managed to point itself upwards and she at once started to grind up and down it in a clothed parody of what was to come. Finally she broke away and sat up, her creamy white legs straddling my hips. With a sly grin on her face she gripped the hem of my shirt and worked it up over my head, all the while pushing herself down onto my caged cock. I looked away from her face to where she sat on my dick, the bottom of her shirt had risen up on her thighs and I could see her pussy already looking soaked, moving on my now damp groin. I ran my fingers up her smooth thighs to her shirt where I slowly began to lift it up to the point where I had to sit up a bit to reach. I raised my knees up behind her back in a sort of cradle and completely removed the giant shirt. She shivered slightly as the fabric cleared her sensitive nipples. I lay back again and regarded my prize, a perfectly sculpted image of the feminine form in all of its glory poised atop my waist. The light from the sliding overhead lights illuminating her in just the right places and casting shadows in others, culminating in an image so breathtakingly vivid, it could only have been duplicated in a dream. I cursed myself for not taking the time to appreciate her body the last time it was presented to me.

“Holy shit!” I breathed.

“What?”

“I said, Holy shit. You are beautiful.” I repeated still in awe of the sight.

“You haven’t already noticed that?” She said desperately trying to retain the straight face she needed to seem serious as her cheeks turned a bright shade of red. I grinned and poked her in the stomach causing her to lose control of her struggling features and break into laughter.

“Seriously Oriana you’re perfect.” I said my voice serious as serious can be.

“I don’t know, I always thought my tits were too big.” She said looking down at her voluptuous breasts. She cupped them in both hands and started pushing them around as if trying to adjust them to how she would have wanted them to have been. The image of her doing so sent a jolt through my nervous system that traveled to the only place that could possible appreciate such an activity. It felt as if my cock twitched with enough force to cause whiplash and Oriana certainly noticed sitting full on top of it.

“My my, did I do that?” she asked, a wicked grin splitting her face. She continued pushing her tits around stopping every now and again to roll her nipples between her thumb and forefingers. She also started moaning in an overdramatic fashion that I was sure was purely for my benefit. It worked of course and I could feel my cock throbbing in response and I was all too happy to just lay back and watch her. But apparently my cock throbbing against her bare pussy and the attention she was giving to her sensitive tits was more than she could handle, she stopped moving suddenly and for a second I thought something was wrong. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip, a smile still on her face; she removed one of her hands from her tits and placed it on my chest for support the other continued to play over both her nipples. I looked down and as I did a tiny amount of clear liquid spurted out of her pussy onto my belt buckle. She sighed contentedly and sat up straight.

“Oh this is going to be interesting.” I said grinning. She blushed again and smiled meekly back at me. I reached up and pulled her close to me causing her bare tits to push into my bare chest in a feeling I will never forget and then rolled us over so I was on top of her, supporting my weight with my hands and knees. We briefly kissed again then I started my slow trip downwards, kissing her body lightly, starting with her neck to her tits which a paid special attention to. I took time to take each nipple into my mouth and rolling my tongue over the sensitive and still rock hard tips. She moaned again this time not just for my benefit, as I continued down over her flat stomach skirting her pussy, but only barely and continuing down both inner thighs then back up again. She had seemed quite disappointed when I skipped over her pussy for a second time.

“You missed a spot.” She stated quietly.

“Did I?” I responded, “And where might that be?”

“Quit messing with me Tim!” She whined.

“Would this be it?” I asked continuing along with my game. I leaned down and kissed the topmost point of her pussy. Quick as lightning she brought her legs up behind my head and crushed my face into her cunt.

“Ohhhhh yesss!” She moaned loudly. The movement brought my head lower and my nose was pushed a good distance into her, somehow it smelled faintly fruity. She eased up slightly so as not to suffocate me with her girlhood, of that I was thankful; I had had as much as I could take of being suffocated and or knocked out. I recovered and started slowly teasing the perimeter of her pussy with my tongue. I paused when I came to the tiny nub of her clit and smiled to myself knowing just what would happen when I touched it. When I stopped she looked down at me a questioning look on her pretty face. I grinned wickedly at her and stuck out my tongue so she could see what I was about to do, I touched the tip of my tongue to the little piece of flesh and received the reaction I wanted.

She groaned and arched her back driving her clit into my mouth and bumping it into my teeth, along with the impact came a tiny flood of juices that shot into my mouth and dribbled down my chin. I tried not to lose any more of the fluid but a tiny bit escaped my attention. After she had finished she fell back and her legs fell away from behind my head, her breathing had become ragged and she seemed to be gasping for air. When I extricated myself from her pussy she leaned up and crushed her mouth to mine and jammed her tongue inside. Obviously Oriana had been introduced to how she tasted by my sister and she wasn’t about to let an opportunity to do so again escape her grasp. I placed a hand on her sternum and pushed her back and held her down at arms length.

“It’s mine now; don’t be trying to take it away from me.” I said grinning. She made one more vain attempt to reach out and grasp my head to pull me to her but her arms weren’t long enough and she let them fall to her sides a defeated look on her face.

“Fine, but at least give me that.” She said pointing at the bulge in my jeans.

“Not right now, maybe after, then you can taste both of us hmm, sound better?” I said taking on the tone of a parent trying to reason with a stubborn child. She narrowed her eyes at me and nodded slowly.

“At least let me take it out.” She pleaded. I nodded and took my hand off her chest. Her small hands shot to my belt buckle and fumbled around for a bit. Clearly my sister hadn’t shared her ability to de-pant men in under a second with her prot?. Eventually, with the sound that children of past generations dreaded, my belt was cast off and my jeans stripped from me and before I could stop her she had me in her mouth. The feeling was intense as her hot mouth completely enveloped about three quarters of my shaft. It was with some reluctance that I pulled her head off of it and bopped her on the nose with one finger as if she were a dog.

“What did I just tell you?” I said laughing a little at her expression. Her bright blue eyes were glued on my cock and with effort she dragged them to my own eyes but then back again.

“Oh please, please Tim!” she moaned. Then the corners of her mouth quirked slightly and she brought her blues back to mine and gave me THE eyes and repeated a drawn out please in a little girl voice. Any guy who has ever encountered a woman who really wants something from you probably knows what I’m talking about. I was tempted to just let her have at it, the look basically crushing my fortitude, but I took a deep breath and braced myself. ‘Clever girl,’ I thought ‘but not this time’ I mustered all of my courage and looked straight into her gleaming eyes.

“No.” It would be an understatement to say she was stunned, clearly that tactic had never failed for her and I know I only just barely resisted. However she recovered quickly.

“Fine, you win.” She said, “At least fuck me, do something please. Cum deep inside of me.” The last part she said with a huskiness in her voice that surprised me. I nodded, acting defeated, she lay back with a triumphant grin on her face and I moved so that the tip of my cock was poised at the opening of her inviting slit. Slowly I pushed the head of my cock into her, parting her pussy lips and then stopped. The confused look appeared again and once more I had a little scheme to torture her in mind. Slowly I pulled completely out of her and then waited a moment before pushing the head back in once more. She still didn’t quite comprehend what I was doing so I continued sliding the head of my dick in and out of her slowly and deliberately. Finally it dawned on her what I was up to and she attempted to shove herself fully onto my cock, I countered by placing my hands under her ass and lifting her up slightly so she couldn’t push herself at me so easily. I was an awkward position and I knew I couldn’t hold it for long so I pushed in and out of her slightly faster before the desired reaction finally surfaced. She was twitching, deprived of the complete sensation of being penetrated and it was driving her crazy.

“Stop teasing me, ohhhhhh my god this is killing me! Fuck me, f-fuck me ohhh please!” She cried out, a pleading look in her eyes. I was only too happy to oblige and I let go of her, dropping her pussy onto my cock, it slid in to the hilt. We both gasped and she was rocked by a huge series of orgasms that had built up from my little game. She started shuddering violently and for a second I thought she was having a seizure. Her eyes rolled up into her head and went limp for a moment. But eventually her eyes fluttered open and she shook her head.

“Wow!” she exclaimed, gasping for air. My cock was thoroughly soaked and slid in and out of her with ease. I thrust in and out at a steady pace for a while before she noticed how tired I was getting. She pushed me over with little effort and proceeded to take the lead. She had to lie on top of me because every time she came (which was often) she seemed to lose control of her muscles and couldn’t hold herself upright. Her body was sliding up and down my torso even though my cock stayed firmly entrenched in her pussy. This continued for some time before I felt that familiar sensation, start to well up.

“Shit…Oriana!” I grunted, trying to get her attention. She was too absorbed in what she was doing to hear however, by now her head was laying on my chest with only her hips moving and she was breathing heavily. Without further adieu my cock erupted inside of her with such force that I half expected her to shoot off across the room. For what felt like a solid minute (but probably less) my cock pumped jet after jet of cum deep into her, she twitched slightly with every new onrush of fluid. When it finally stopped she squirmed for a moment before going completely still, only the slight rise and fall of her back being any indication that she was alive.

“Christ.” She breathed, finally turning her head to regard me with half closed eyes and a wan smile on her lips. I smiled back and closed my own eyes; I was exhausted it felt as though my legs were made of lead and my arms, rubber, I couldn’t explain why they felt different. I knew for sure that I wasn’t going anywhere fast. I realized, chuckling to myself that the reason I had never felt this tired before was because Ashley had done just about all of the work. Oriana rolled off me and the next thing I felt was her tongue running up my still semi-hard dick. She sighed and scrambled back on top of me, laying on me like I was a blanket on the beach.

“Too much you, not enough me.” She stated simply.

“Aren’t you the picky little girl.” I said, laughing feebly. She didn’t respond and I noticed her breathing had slowed down; I craned my neck and saw that her eyes were closed. She’d fallen asleep, I couldn’t blame her and I put an arm over her back and closed my eyes as well.



“Tim. Tim. Tim!” I dragged my eye lids open with great difficulty and clamped them shut again as light stabbed into my eyes.

“Ah, what?” I asked groggily.

“You said your family would be back around eleven, right?” she asked.

“Yeah.” I said, not understanding where she was going with this. I finally managed to open my eyes and look around. Oriana was standing over me wearing a t-shirt and jeans, I was still laying on the futon, naked.

“Then you have like twenty minutes to get back home.” She said looking a little sheepish.

“What!?” I exclaimed sitting bolt upright, “why didn’t you wake me up sooner?” I leapt off the futon and she tossed me my clothes. It had been nearly three hours since I had arrived at Oriana’s house, weather we had spent the majority of that time awake or asleep, I didn’t know.

“I only got up five minutes ago. When I was getting dressed I noticed what time it was and woke you up.” She said shuffling her feet, evidently embarrassed. Now fully dressed, I calmed down slightly.

“I’m sorry that I can’t stay.” I apologized, kissing her on the mouth.

“No big deal. Get going, I don’t want you to get in trouble and not be able to see me at all.” She said kissing me back. I headed for the stairs with a last pained look back at her and ran for my car grabbing my coat but not bothering to put it on. The reason why I was so intent on not being caught and why I didn’t just simply stay over Oriana’s house was that my parents didn’t want their innocent little boy engaging in any explicit activities. I grinned at that particular thought as I got into my car and wondered what would happen if they even had an inkling of what was going on. I started cautiously driving home and about two minutes later I finally noticed that I reeked of sex, I swore out loud and sped up a little. I took the turn to sharply and skidded to a halt in the driveway and bolted into the house. I tossed my jacket aside and sprinted for the shower, I only calmed down when I was standing under the jets of hot water. I cleaned myself thoroughly, trying not to miss any place that would carry the scent of what I had done.

After a while I was satisfied and got out, I dried off and wrapped a towel around my waist, opened the door and stepped out, straight into Ashley. It was like running into a brick wall with big tits and I just bounced off back into the bathroom, almost falling on the slick floor. Her hair was all scraggly and even from where I was, I could smell the sweat still on her. She smiled slightly and stepped inside closing the door behind her and pushing me further into the room. She leaned past me and started the shower up again.

“You still smell like her. I would do a better job if I were you.” She said and started taking off her clothes. I sighed and made to leave the room but she reached out and grabbed my arm. “You don’t want mom finding out do you?” she said, a wry smile plucking at her lips.

“Oh come on Ashley I’m tired I don’t have the energy for this.” I whined. She looked at me sidelong as she undid her sports bra, unleashing her large breasts, they dropped and jiggled for a moment and I found my eyes drawn to them like the guy magnets they were.

“Aw little Timmy is all tuckered out from his little romp with the girlfriend.” I glared at her but said nothing. She laughed and slid her panties to the floor, she was turned away from me giving me the view of a lifetime and I came up with the perfect comeback albeit a little cruel. I reached out and poked one of her incredible ass cheeks with a finger and tutted.

“Say Ash has your ass gotten bigger? You might want to lay off the snacks a bit.” I didn’t really mean it of course, I could stare at her ass for days and have no complaints what so ever. Ashley was incredibly sensitive about her weight even though she called herself fat all the time, but if anyone else called her that, they were either very dumb or very fast, I couldn’t help myself though I really didn’t want to ‘do’ anything right now. She stiffened and slowly rounded on me, her face was the picturesque image of rage. I kept my cool though looking her straight in the eye, grinning like the idiot I was. Suddenly her hand was clamped over my mouth her fingers digging into where my jaw connected to the rest of my skull threatening to pop it out of place.

“Tim. We just lost our game. I’m tired, I’m sweaty, and I’ve been deprived of my toys and your cock for WAY too long. And I dislocated some chick’s shoulder in the second period and had to sit out the rest of the game. You should really watch what you say to me.” Her eyes practically smoldered with barely contained anger. I knew I only had one chance to prevent her from seriously hurting me.

“I…thought you…wanted to be different?” I managed. Her features instantly softened slightly and she let go of my face.

“Out.” She snarled. I quickly scurried from the room and across the hall to my bedroom. I took a deep breath and got into bed after putting on a pair of boxers. Right before I fell asleep I realized I had school tomorrow.

Two weeks flew by without serious incident, Oriana and I hooked up once during this time; after spending the whole day together cruising around we ended up entwined together in the back of my car. Fortunately I now kept an aerosol can handy for afterwards and if Ashley noticed she didn’t mention it. Nothing happened between my sister and me; in fact she seemed even more distant than usual and car rides to school became intensely quiet and uncomfortable. Finally after another week dragged past I became fed up one day and stormed into her room when our parents were at the store.

“Look,” I said pointing a finger at her from the doorway, she was sprawled on her bed looking at the ceiling, “you’re gonna tell me what the hell is wrong with you. I’m sick and tired of this cold, distant bitch of sister I have to live with!” she looked at me over her tits for a second when I said ‘bitch of a sister’ but other than that made no movements. She was wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of house pants. I walked over and stood over her prone form; she just stared into my eyes and didn’t look away which sort of creeped me out. I couldn’t place the look in her eyes but it didn’t make me feel good as a brother at all.

“Ashley what’s the matter?” I asked, softly this time. She continued looking at me when her lip started to quiver and I thought she was going to cry again. I felt like absolute shit, bursting into her room and then yelling at her like that. I sat down on the bed next to her and took her hand in mine and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

“I haven’t gotten off since it was that time since the three of us, did you know that. You took my stuff, you’ve stolen Oriana from me, I haven’t even seen her since that time and now she gets all your attention. And I have to restrain myself from kicking down your door and just raping you. ” I let go of her hand, didn’t feel so bad anymore; in fact I thought it was hysterical how depressed she was getting over this.

“You are a piece of work you are.” I said chuckling a little.

“It’s not funny Tim!” she growled.

“Yes it is. What do you expect me to do about it?”

“I want you to fuck me Tim! For crying out loud I’m dying here!” she grabbed me and pulled me on top of her, burying my face between her cotton covered tits.

“Why don’t you just find another boyfriend or something?” I asked my voice muffled by her breasts. She pulled my head tighter to shut me up I suppose.

“I cant do that anymore, besides I only want you Tim, only you.” She gasped. Not that I didn’t appreciate the sentiment I just found it somewhat awkward a thought nowadays. I mean you would think being a teenage guy you would want all the pussy you could get but that wasn’t how I felt. Despite myself, my cock was rock hard the second my face hit her tits. She hooked her feet behind my ass and pulled my crotch to hers, she moaned loudly and shuddered. It was only a split second but I saw my chance when her grip weakened, I threw all my weight to one side. We were thrown off the bed and I landed on top again, my weight driving the breath from her lungs. She let go of me as she tried to breathe and I sprinted for the door. I skidded to a halt however, well short of the door and stepped back a bit.

“Sarah!?” I gasped “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Is that anyway to talk to your ex girlfriend Timothy?” she purred, stepping into the room and closing the door behind her. She was a little less than an inch shorter than Ashley, who by now had recovered and was standing a few feet behind me, a sick grin on her face. She had blonde hair, emerald green eyes, and a face that looked like it belonged on a five year old. Her tits were much smaller than my sister’s but still large enough so they didn’t look out of place on her tall frame. She had a slim waist and a firm tight ass that was covered in a pair of way too tight jeans (you know the kind) and a muscle shirt-esque tank top that showed off her toned biceps with not a hint of fat on them and was also way too tight. Oh did I mention she was on the hockey team with my sister (I think you can tell why our relationship failed).

“Yeah actually it is, considering all the shit you put me through! Again why are you here Sarah?” I said my anger rising to a point I hadn’t reached in some time. She didn’t respond, instead that all too familiar sadistic smile crept onto her face revealing sharp looking canines (I had always suspected she filed them) and she nodded at me, or I thought she did. The next thing I knew she was right in front of me and pushing me hard, I staggered and the backs of my knees hit something and I toppled backwards. It was only later as I lay gasping on the floor that I realized they had table topped me, I didn’t have the chance to do anything about it because the next thing I saw was the crotch of Sarah’s jeans blocking out the light as it descended on my face. I felt Ashley moving and then her hands were on my belt and in less than a second true to form, my pants were gone. Sarah moved slightly so I could see her and leaned down, that damned grin still on her cherubic face.

“Tim,” she whispered, “we have unfinished business to attend to, you and I. Your poor deprived sister here, is just along for the ride.” She started laughing, that kind of sick, demented laughter that you hear from female villains in movies, I cringed as something warm and wet closed around my cock and Sarah shifted again and darkness returned.

I resigned myself to defeat and went limp, I wasn’t going to help them. All clothes had been removed and Sarah resumed pushing her pussy into my face; though to her chagrin she wasn’t getting the whole experience. Ashley however was going to town on my cock and I had to restrain myself from bucking my hips to drive my dick further down her throat. Although on one occasion I did when she wasn’t expecting it and made her gag slightly, just one tiny victory in an un-winnable situation some would say.

“Ashley, get off and help me pick him up.” Sarah commanded. My cock was freed from my sister’s mouth and I was roughly hauled to my feet. When I was standing they backed off ever so slightly and I jinked to the side and for a brief second I thought I could make the door (although what I did when I got there was still undetermined) that hope was dashed when both their naked bodies crashed into mine and I was crushed to the floor under their weight.

“Where ya going Tim?” my sister breathed into my right ear.

“Yeah, don’t you want to stay and play with us?” Sarah whispered in my left.

“No god just leave me alone!” I moaned. “Why don’t you just go fuck each other?”

“We were going to. But who do I find when I get here but my ol’ buddy Timothy. And you’re such easy pickings, that at least I, couldn’t pass up the opportunity.” Sarah said cheerfully, the way she said ‘ol’ buddy’ made my skin crawl.

“And besides Tim you took my strap-on remember? Sarah doesn’t have one, what were we supposed to do?” Ashley added.

“He took your strap-on?” Sarah asked incredulously.

“Yeah that, and all my other stuff.”

“Oh bad move Tim.” Sarah said mockingly. Mind you they were still lying on top of me, pushing themselves into my body. They stood me up once more after they finished grinding and taunting me, Ashley wrapped her arms around my chest, pinning my arms and held me tightly to her so I was facing away from her. She then flopped back onto the bed so I was lying face up on top. Sarah stood menacingly over me and pulled her fingers out of her pussy where she’d had them completely embedded.

“Ya know Tim; I was mighty disappointed when you broke up with me. It took me days to get over myself.” She said looking up, as if trying to recall the exact emotions she had experienced at the time.

“Ha, I wasn’t. I was sick and tired of hanging around with a cold hearted bitch like you. It took me all of five minutes to get over it and move on.” I sneered.

“He’s got you pegged Sarah.” Ashley laughed. Sarah bared her teeth in a feral smile leaned down and shoved the hand that hadn’t been embedded in her pussy, as far as she could into Ashley’s. Ashley shrieked and gripped me tighter, threatening to crush the life out of me and forcing the breath out of my lungs. Sarah’s smile broadened as she withdrew her fingers. She held them up to us and I realized why Ashley had screamed like that, blood coated the tips of two fingers like badly applied nail polish and for the first time I noticed how viciously sharp Sarah’s fingernails were.

“Yeah he does, doesn’t he?” She said looking directly into my eyes and almost absentmindedly, licked her fingers clean. Ashley buried her face in my neck and started whimpering. Her grip on me fluctuated and I considered trying to break free but felt that my presence was helping her slightly. Sarah ignored her completely; she was totally focused on my cock.

“You’re bigger than most guys I’ve seen, I feel even worse about letting you dump me.” She said, her gaze never wavering. I didn’t respond and she got up onto the bed and poised herself above my cock balancing on the balls of her feet. I smirked and before she could do anything else I shot my leg out and I felt it connect with the back of her foot. She lost her balance and dropped, right onto my cock which became completely buried in her tight cunt. She tried to speak, something witty I’m sure, but all that came out was a series of guttural noises. For whatever reason Ashley chose that moment to let go of me and I took it. I grabbed Sarah and threw myself forward using the momentum to hurl us to the floor. Quickly before she could recover I grabbed her under the arms and hauled her to her feet then pinned her between the wall and myself running on pure adrenaline. Her head cracked up against the wall and she slumped forward for a second before coming to again. I had fallen out of her and I quickly plunged my still rock hard cock into her pussy, way faster than could have been comfortable. She gasped then found the breath to scream.

“Oops, looks like you’ve lost control Sarah.” I whispered slowly, deliberately punctuating each word with a not to gentle thrust of my hips. She still didn’t seem to have the ability to speak, her mouth was hanging open, pain or pleasure (I couldn’t tell, but knowing her they were one and the same) written on her pixie face. I continued pounding her mercilessly before I felt myself reaching that point. I pulled out and let go of her, she dropped to the floor in a heap and I reached down, a sadistic grin tearing across my features and grabbed her head in both hands. Her eyes popped out as I shoved my cock down her throat, she gagged horribly and tried to pull away. I kept a tight grip on her though and pumped a few times for good measure before I blew my load. She started choking as I pulled out of her face. She coughed and cum dribbled down her chin before she fell over on her face, her whole body twitching every few seconds. I picked up her shirt and wiped myself off, then looked back at Ashley; she had curled up in the fetal position clutching at her pussy. I could see a touch of crimson on the outer area but nothing else. I stooped and pulled on my boxers before making my way to her bed. I sat next to my naked sister and stroked her hair.

“You going to be alright?” I asked.

“Mhm.”

“What the hell was that about?”

“How the fuck…should I know? She’s fucking crazy! Been like that…since you two broke up.”

“Shit.”

“Yeah.” She sighed, “Look, help me to the bathroom okay.” I let her lean on me and brought her to the bathroom where she asked me to leave her alone. I returned to her room and snatched up my clothes. Sarah was still lying facedown on the floor, though she wasn’t twitching anymore.

“You realize you brought this on yourself, you didn’t have to come over here.” When she made no response I continued, “You’re not fooling anyone.” I could see the side of her face and I watched as one corner of her mouth pulled back in half a smile.

“You still want me Tim.” She stated bluntly in what I assume was her sexiest tone of voice. I’m sure she could feel my eyes on her and she loved it, she was always an attention whore.

“No, I really don’t.” I laughed acidly. She brought herself into a sitting position and pouted.

“Why not?” She asked pouting like she really didn’t know. I tried not to let my eyes wander and kept them locked on her astonishingly green eyes.

“Think really hard and maybe, just maybe you’ll figure it out.” I said and left before she could respond. I stalked into my room and put on some fresh clothes then lay on the bed.

“What does Oriana have that I don’t?” I looked up and wasn’t surprised to see Sarah leaning against the door frame, still naked.

“Gee I don’t know a heart maybe.” I sneered.

“That cuts me deep Tim.” A grin spread onto my face as Ashley slid silently behind Sarah and held up her index and middle fingers close together, they had been coated with something that glistened, a savage grin on her face.

“And plus she’s got bigger tits than you.” I laughed. Sarah smiled evilly and made to step into my room but Ashley clamped her other hand around the back of Sarah’s neck and slipped the two fingers into Sarah’s ass. The face she made was priceless, a mix of shock, surprise, pain, and something akin to nausea. Ashley pulled up with those two fingers and forced Sarah onto the tips of her toes.

“Where do you thing you’re going Sarah dear? We’re not done yet.” Ashley cooed. Sarah squeaked as Ashley pulled her back and marched her back down the hall to her room. I heard the door close and then a thump accompanied by a few crashing noises. I could only imagine what was going on in there. I lay back and listened to the noises, there were a couple audible moans and a scream, Sarah’s if I wasn’t mistaken. Finally after about twenty minutes the sounds ceased and I couldn’t help myself but to investigate, I grabbed my cell phone off of my desk and headed for Ashley’s room. I opened the door and smiled; I quickly took a picture with my phone and put it back into my pocket before they could see. They were both sprawled on her bed, Sarah on her stomach and Ashley lying across Sarah’s legs on her back, both were naked and both were breathing heavily. I also noticed something sticking out from between Sarah’s sculpted ass cheeks.

“Is… is that a flashlight?” I asked, shocked and awed at the same time. They both looked up at the sound of my voice.

“What, this?” Ashley giggled, poking the light part (the only thing visible); Sarah moaned and buried her face in the sheets when the flashlight was moved.

“Hey Sarah that looks like it’s really in there. I don’t know how you’re gonna get it out but I bet it wont be pleasant.” The look she gave me was nothing but hate and I couldn’t help but laugh a little at this situation. I sauntered over and sat down on her back, pinning her to the bed. I whistled and poked at it, moving it more than Ashley had; Sarah moaned louder and grunted out a curse.

“Jesus Ashley how’d you do that?” I asked, awed by my sister’s abilities.

“Well, it took some doing, I’ll tell you that much. And she didn’t go quietly, did ya Sarah?” she laughed and slapped her ass cheek. I noticed that both her ass cheeks were already beat red as if she’d been spanked, repeatedly. Sarah cried out and bit her lip.

“Oh god! Take it out please, please.” She pleaded.

“Maybe I don’t want to. In fact maybe you should just keep it in there.”

“And maybe I should fucking kill you Ashley!”

“Come on now Sarah, be nice.” I chuckled and put my finger on the top of the flashlight and pushed down. She screamed as it was pushed in a tiny bit more. I took a firm grip of what was exposed and pulled it free with a comical sucking noise; it was a good sized flashlight perhaps a little less than an inch in diameter. She screamed louder and as it was pulled free I caught a glimpse of her gaping asshole, I smiled and smacked her ass as Ashley had done, before standing up. Sarah’s hands shot to her ass and she curled into a ball forcing Ashley to get up as well.

“Aw looks like Sarah doesn’t like being on the other side, does it Tim.” Ashley said, crawling back onto the bed and draping herself over Sarah’s body and whispered in her ear kissing her face tenderly.

“Does it hurt Sarah?” I shivered involuntarily at her words, something in the tone of her voice sending chills down my spine. I shook my head and left the room. I headed for the living room and plopped down on the couch to watch some TV. Not ten minutes later the door opened and my parents trudged in, bags of groceries in their arms.

“Tim is that Sarah’s car in the driveway?” my father asked. My parents being my parents were very familiar with Sarah and everything surrounding our relationship.

“Um yes it is. She was hoping to stay over with Ashley, she was going to help her with a physics project and turn it into one of those girl sleepover things I guess.” I said, thinking that I needed to give them a reason for Sarah’s presence before I realized what I had just done. They exchanged wary glances, I doubt they were comfortable letting my ex stay the night in the same house as me, but if it would help Ashley with her schoolwork then they would consent. I cursed my own stupidity, without thinking I had given her an excuse to stay overnight and do who knows what.

“Oh, I guess that’s alright just make sure they keep it down.” My mother added. I forced a cheerful smile onto my face and rose to my feet, I made as if to help with the groceries but they waved me off saying that there weren’t that many left in the car. I shrugged and when they headed back outside I darted down the hall to Ashley’s room. I burst through the door and slammed it behind me. They were both standing across the room fully clothed, Sarah was scratching at her shirt trying to remove the stain I had put there.

“Apparently,” I said wearily, “you’re staying the night with Ashley. You’ll be working on a physics project and you’re to keep the noise to a minimum.” They both looked at me quizzically and then at each other.

“Oh wonderful, another chance eh Tim?” Sarah chortled. Ashley punched her arm and Sarah returned the action.

“No Sarah,” I said “no it’s not, do what you want with her, but stay the fuck away from me!” I warned. Ashley narrowed her eyes at me when I mentioned her but said nothing.

“Aw boo that’s no fun; she tries to shove stuff up my ass.” Ashley grinned in a satisfied manner and arched an eyebrow at her. Sarah shivered and stepped away from Ashley, a hand straying to her rear.

“Can I sleep in your room Tim?” she seemed sincere or at least terrified of Ashley. I barked out a laugh and said,

“That’s funny really it is, but I think that you should stay here with your little friend.” She pouted and stepped up to me, draping her arms around my neck and down my back, pressing herself against my body.

“Please Tim, I won’t try to have my way with you, really I won’t.” She begged mere inches from my face, her scent invading my senses, green eyes peering into my soul. I shook my head to clear my mind.

“Ha fat chance of that. The answer is still no.” I said forcefully. She frowned and stepped away from me. I chuckled at the look she gave my sister and left the room.

The rest of the evening was uneventful if not a bit awkward. However it was funny to see the way they walked, considering what they had gone through I was surprised they were even up and about, but soon night fell and my parents headed off to bed and I fully intended to do the same. So dressed in my usual sleeping garb, boxers, I tried to fall asleep and I nearly did when I got the feeling that someone was watching me. I opened my eyes and lo and behold Sarah’s face was not two feet away from mine, green eyes just staring at me.

“For Christ’s fucking sake Sarah, go to bed.” I growled.

“I can’t, not with Ashley.”

“Oh bullshit, don’t give me that crap! You can handle Ashley, stop being a pussy. And why the hell are you naked?”

“I don’t know I just am. Is that a problem?” she asked innocently. I was about to say something else when she got onto the bed and under the covers faster than I could react.

“Come on Sarah!” I tried to shove her away but she wouldn’t budge, she grabbed my hand and put it to her bare breast, although I think she meant it to be over her heart.

“I still have feelings for you Tim, why can’t you see that? All that stuff from earlier was just a show for your sister, you know that don’t you?” she said.

“Coulda’ fooled me.” I responded pulling my hand out of her grip and turning my back on her hoping that by ignoring her she would go away like some persistent bad dream.

“I never got over you; in fact, most of the reason why I agreed to come over here was to be near you again. I hoped I could talk to you alone, not necessarily like this but…” she trailed off and I looked back at her. Her lower lip was quivering and she appeared to be on the brink of tears.

“Oh god, I swear if you start crying I’m going to drag you back to Ashley’s room and give her some of her shit back, understand.” She nodded and sniffled, choking back her emotions. I couldn’t figure out what was going on, who was this girl, she certainly wasn’t the Sarah I knew, this one actually seemed human and I found myself feeling sympathetic. Of course she had been all nice and sweet when we first met and on those few dates we went on but that soon changed, she turned into the girl that I detested. I wondered for a second if this wasn’t just another one of her acts. But come to think of it she always seemed normal when we were alone, only becoming vicious and cynical when we were in the presence of others. I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t realized that sooner.

“I’m sorry I…I just…” She reached out and pulled me to her and proceeded to sob into my shoulder.

“Why is it the two biggest and toughest girls I know come crying to me all of a sudden?” I said out loud to myself.

“Because you’ve got broad shoulders.” My sister’s voice came from the doorway. Sarah jumped and tightened her embrace, whimpering a little. I looked up and wasn’t surprised to see that Ashley was naked too.

“I’ll be taking that now.” She said coming into my room and reaching for Sarah. Ashley grabbed her shoulder and pulled Sarah away from me, as she was being taken away Sarah reached out and took hold of my arm.

“Please.” She whispered, her eyes were red and tears ran down her face, there was a look of absolute terror and desperate pleading on her face and it crushed me.

“Ashley, let her stay please.” I said quietly.

“Fine but you owe me.” She said smugly, letting go of Sarah who instantly latched back onto me. With that Ashley strode out of the room, a little too quickly I thought. ‘What was that about’ I wondered, she came in wanting something but didn’t pursue it to the end like she usually does in situations like this. I shrugged to myself and rolled over again, my back to Sarah.

“Thank you Tim. And,” she said kissing my cheek once, twice, three times moving closer to my mouth, “you should have let her take me.” I tried to cry out, tried to get away but she still held onto me, making it easier to clamp her mouth over mine preventing me from making anything but a muffled noise. Fuck I should have known I should have seen this coming. Why had I trusted her, a few kind words and a feeling of intimacy, was that all it took to catch me unawares?

She had my hands pinned under her forearm and with her other hand she traced small patterns down my stomach to my crotch. My boxers stood little chance against her lusty onslaught and in no time at all my cock was exposed, her hand curled around its limp form. She started moving her hand pumping my dick bringing it to its full size soon enough. Her mouth was still over mine her tongue running over my teeth. Suddenly she brought herself up and managed to slide almost half of my cock into her pussy. She moaned into my mouth and pulled back biting my lower lip between her sharp canines, she grinned and bit down harder, a flash of pain and warm liquid spurted back into my mouth as she let go.

“Bitch!” I hissed. She snorted and pushed the rest of my cock into herself. For a brief second she wasn’t completely focused and I used that to free my hands. Her eyes went wide as I snaked a hand back behind her neck and around her face to grab her chin. I pulled and threw my body off the bed taking her with me. I landed on top of her, my body weight shoving my cock so far into her I thought she would split in two.