My Sister’s Lotion pt. 1

High school was difficult for me. Not because I had issues with grades or anything, but because my sister was a grade-A fucking bitch. She found ways to tap into some of my deepest and most fragile insecurities and basically rip my self image to shreds. My virginity and my complexion where her two favorites. What made it worse is that she was also a grade-A fucking bombshell. It’s one thing to get degraded and talked down to by a sibling, but it’s worse if that sibling is basically the hottest creature on the planet.

Jenn’s body was ridiculous, and I hated it. Her features were wonderfully disproportionate. She had immense DDD breasts that stretched her tight-fitting attire to max capacity and a midsection that didn’t look like it should be able to support them. She would wear sports bras and skin-tight t-shirts around the house like a slut and let her cleavage just bounce and jiggle around in front of me and dad on a daily basis. I caught dad adjust himself on a few occasions as she bounced through the house or up/down the stairs. She had an ass to match too. Her big, juicy cheeks looked like they were being held up by a shelf when she wore her yoga pants. She knew she was hot and she was a total bitch about it, teasing me and belittling me at every opportunity.

I wasn’t bad looking myself. I had a decent muscle structure and average looks, but I had sort of a nerdy presence and hanged out with the computer geek group at school. My complexion and lacking social skills didn’t help my popularity either.

I had a big dick though. I didn’t have much to actually compare myself to, except for the monstrous volumes of porn I watched in those days. There were very few studs in porn that had me beat. I also had a load that was on average 3 times larger than these jack offs in porn. The money shots in porn always left something to be desired when compared to my own.

I had taken a beating that year in semester exams. I passed everything, but it was brutal. I was not in the mood for any tom-fuckery from my sister Jenn, but as you can guess, that’s the day this story is set in. I had barely even walked in the door when the berating began…

“Hey kitchen bitch, Sam left you a gift in front of the dishwasher and dad wants you to clean it up” Jenn lazily demanded from the couch with her back to me. Sam was our Boston Terrier puppy that Jenn just had to have despite her inability to show affection for anything but herself. I glanced over and sure enough, there was a nicely sized dog gift for me right on the floor. I looked over at dad who was sitting in the recliner catty-cornered from Jenn and opened my mouth to begin protesting. Dad gave me a slightly apologetic look and shrugged a bit. She could get anything she wanted from any man, dad or otherwise. He probably planned to go jerk off to her later and didn’t want her to get an attitude with him.

I sloughed off my backpack and shoes in the entry hall and set about the task.

“Bet you failed your exams, huh?” Jenn yelled from the living room.

“Hey fuck off dude, I’m over here cleaning up after your dog and-“

“Relax Jack!” My dad barked at me.

I angrily completed my task, stood up and glared at dad. He was idly sneaking glances at Jenn’s tits as if it was nothing. I stomped into the living room angrily. Sure enough, Jenn was wearing a cut-off white T with no bra on, cloth stretched to maximum capacity and barely confining it’s contents. Her nipples were hard and clearly visible through the thin fabric, threatening to tear holes through it if they got any harder. She was very focused on filing her fingernails with short rapid strokes which caused her generous tit cleavage to bounce side-to-side gently. I was ready to stomp into the living room and fire off a series of rapid retorts at her, but I lost my voice at the sight.

“What the fuck are you doing faggot?” She looked up and shot at me, “Go play your stupid video games or watch porn or whatever the fuck you do”.

“You know what Jenn, you’re a fucking cunt.”

“Jack…” Dad snapped out of his daze and said my name with his fatherly warning tone. But I wasn’t backing down this time.

“No dad. She needs to know.” I focused my attention back on Jenn “You better start treating people with some respect or one day someone is going to teach you a lesson you won’t forget.”

“Oh yeah is that so?” She mocked. “What are they gonna do, huh?”

“You’ll see, bitch” I fired at her before stomping away. Dad began a lecture about my language which I drowned out as I headed up to my room. I wished it could be me that taught her a lesson. I wished I could be the one to break that stupid, slutty bitch. Just as I felt I was about to chip a tooth from gritting them so hard, I walked by her bathroom. Her stupid cunty bathroom with her pink shower curtain and fluffy toilet cover and her assortment of fruity lotion-

I stopped in my tracks. Her fruity lotion bottles. Her stupid fucking cunty pink and purple, overpriced lotion bottles. I had an idea. I looked around, glanced down the stairs to make sure I was in the clear and slipped quietly into the bathroom. I looked around for what I thought would be the most expensive or most used bottle and decided on a small plastic container with an artfully painted label about the size of a hotel shampoo bottle. Usually the ones that come in small quantities are more expensive, I thought to myself. I silently slipped it from it’s resting place in the front of the others and tip-toed back into my room, quietly shutting and locking my door behind me.

The plan was a glorious one. It was vile and abhorrent, but also ingenious and savage. The bottle was about halfway full, but it needed to look like there was about the same volume in it as before, so I squirted some out onto my hand and placed the bottle on my desk. I used my other hand to unzip my jeans and pull them down along with my boxers. I deftly navigated to my favorite porn site with my hand shaking in anticipation and found a suitable video.

‘She’s so fucked’, I thought to myself. ‘This will teach that stupid bitch’

I went to one of my standard videos and hit play. It was a curvy dark-headed slut that loved gobbling on big dicks. I’ll spare time describing her by simply saying she was built pretty much like my sister. Looked a bit like her too… Coincidence of course though. She was on her knees, pretending to clean something off the floor when her supposed brother walks in, sits down in front of her and idly begins talking to her. After a few moments of this, one of her large tits falls from the top of her very low-cut t-shirt, bouncing into her brother’s view and pretends not to notice. She continues to clean the floor like the good slut she is while her huge, creamy tit lazily bounces back and forth in front of her brother. He quietly adjusts his hardening cock in his pants as his eyes lock onto his sister’s naked tit. Just as he gets his cock in a comfortable position, her other tit falls out of her top and both of her tits are in clear view. Her brother’s cock looks as if it’s about to simply rip right through the zipper when she speaks.

“Just take it out dude. No need to be in pain.”

He lets a slight gasp at realizing he’s been caught, but quickly resigns himself to the task. It did look very uncomfortable. After a moment of hesitation, he throws the zipper down and his cock comes bounding into view. His sister sits up and pushes her chest out for him, giving her brother a full frontal view of her massive tits. They both sit silently for a moment, eyes on each others exposed parts, when she reaches down for the sponge she was cleaning with. She holds it above her chest with both hands and squeezes it, sending milky soap-water cascading luxuriously across her magnificent globes. The brother can’t take it anymore and tentatively wraps his hands around his cock, sending a big drop of precum oozing from the slit and down the shaft.

That was about the time I reached down with my hand, covered in my sister’s face lotion, and glided the offering across my shaft. Once it was completely coated, I wrapped my fingers around my tool and started to slowly slide my slick hand up and down in agonizingly slow strokes, just as the brother in the video was doing.

The sister began using her hands to massage the frothy liquid into her tits, slick flesh oozing from between her fingers as she gripped her breasts firmly. Precum was virtually pouring from the brothers and my cock together in anticipation for the load to precede. This video usually did the trick for me pretty quickly, so I glanced over at my desk to make sure the bottle was within reach.

The sister inched toward her brother on her knees across the tile floor as she continued fondling her copious tit flesh, slick and shiny with soapy water. She stopped with her face inches from her brothers cock and breathed warm breath across the head, fresh flows of precum bubbling from his tip and mine alike. She tortured him for only a few moments before sticking out her tongue and just touching the very tip against the underside of his head and swirling it seductively through the river of precum running from the tip.

That was all it took.