When I say I 'm an absolute animal, that is in no way a compliment to my ego. I mean it in the most misprint and provocative sensory faculty. I 'm an absolute fucking animal. A degenerate. And in no way do I deserve to take a breather in the Sami beautiful atomic number 8 that normal, SANE people breathe in. Since coming to age, I 've managed to ... ... well ... ... I do n't require to name everything I 've done and ruin the chronicle for you guys, now do I ? I 'll try not the break the fourth wall the best I can, and just lead off from the very source, yeah ? wellspring ... .cue flashback.

See, I did n't induce the best childhood. My parents divorced in the middle of my coming to age, and I was left with not much more than than an above average sized stopcock to jerk off 3 meter a day with, a naive mantrap of an older Sister, and two little son of a bitch that I called comrade.

Our parents were atrocious to say the least. Our dad was surely roaming the streets begging for money somewhere ( heroine is a hell of a drug ), and our mom, for lack of ripe footing, was a bit of a bawd. And not even the variety that was paid either. She struggled to satisfy the kettle of fish that was burst all-embracing open air by our dad deserting us for drugs and a 21 year old stripper. To fulfill said mess, she ... .well ... filled her hole. By a concourse of men, constantly varying in size of it, color, and background. Not that you can blame these hombre, either. The one redeeming lineament of our mom was her teat. In a non creepy, creepy-crawly way, she had absolutely phenomenal mammilla. DD. Perky, while drooping slightly due to the weight, and beautiful half-dollar sized areolas that blended I 'm perfectly to her creamy milk jugful. How do I know ? I did n't spy on her during one of her drunken, whoring escapade, that 's for sure. Moving on.

By the fourth dimension I turned 18, I had about had it with my electric current situation. My Sister had been in a unwavering kinship nearing 5 years, and I was single and ready to move far away from my problem. The four of us sibling, as well as our mom lived in upper Lone-Star State, close to Oklahoma. And it seemed as though my sister had her fill of the current life as well.

She approached me one good afternoon :

'' Say bro, I just got a birdcall from Abuela, and she has some room available at their place. They want to have sex if we want to head down there ? ''

'' fucking yeah ! '' I replied.

And suddenly, we were making our way to the most southern tip of the Armadillo state, 800 miles away from where we were. Our grandparents had two family that sat on an acre of farming. Known to us as only abuelo and Abuela ( Spanish people antecedent ), they had rented one house out until recently, but had two sleeping room, a can, aliveness elbow room and kitchen open up for our use, so long as we paid utilities every other calendar month.

It was n't long until I found a job as a Captain Cook for a low restaurant, my sister, carol, was working as a barkeep, and her swain at a local hardware fund. The job of bartender suited my babe. She was extremely cute and very charming. She also possessed certain assets that made her overnice bakshish every night. Her knocker were enormous. She had recently hit DDD, and was very compact in all the right station. She had astray hip joint and VERY thick thigh. Maybe 180 ? But she carried it immaculately. It was n't like a fat 180. You would n't ever gauge she was 180, is what I 'm saying. Moving on. She had long, curly nigrify hair that reached down to her mid back. It was as if her hair was pointing directly to her deliciously fat, juicy ass that was normally accentuated by leotards.

I know, I 'm being very deive when it comes to my sis, but true art deserves recognition. And believe me, her body was truly a work of art.

I got household from work late one Nox, knowing that my Sister and her boyfriend were probably home already. This was evidenced by my seeing their car as I pulled onto the lot. I was tired from a long transformation and did n't think to criticize or make for sure everyone was decent as I entered the living room.

Dropping my key and billfold onto an end table, I heard music coming from my sister 's bedchamber. Some Celine Dion darn. But in between songs, a much more interest phone came to be. Moans. Loud moans that were hardly being muffled.

Why are the groan so aloud, I wondered ? I 'm sure they had had sex many clip without my listening, so why tonight ? I made my way down the darkened hallway and noticed a deliquium, vertical Light strip illuminating the level. The doorway was slightly ajar. No wonder I could see every slap. Every groan. Every pant.

Curiosity got the best of me as I peeked my headland into the room. And there was my sister. Her head being mushed into the mattress as her creamy, bone, raw, sweat-oiled ass was high up into the air. Her beautifully luscious boob carried the legal age of her weight, as they formed giant hot cake between her chest and the mattress. Her boyfriend was behind her, delivering every stroke with a sense of desperation, like he was on his concluding legs.

'' Deeper, PLEEEEEASE ! ! ``, She screamed, as her pleads turned into moans and back again.

She 's going to be disappointed, I thought to myself. He was as abstruse as possible. Making up for his lack of size of it with powerful throw that created fleshy wavelet in her ass and back.

She dug her nails into the sheets and started smashing back into the hapless guy, seeming as if she was trying to drain every bit of juice from him.

'' baby, please ... I..I 'm getting last '', he managed to whisper in between strokes

'' DO IT ! FILL ME UP WITH ALL YOUR JUICES ! '' She gritted through her teeth

She continued to smash her fat ass against his likely bruised, 150 pound-frame-carrying pelvis, the ripples in her ass becoming increasingly prominent.

'' HERE IT ejaculate ! IM CUMMMIIINNG ! ! '' Her boyfriend, Joe, screamed as he emptied all of his seed into my sister, each pump being carried by a gaudy gasp between the two of them.

He leaned and fell backwards onto the bed as my sister sat up and reached for some rub to clean the both of them up. Obviously, I had n't been heard yet, as I was quietly rubbing my painful hard-on through my short pants. I continued peering in, seeing what would unfold next.

Something was n't quite right.

There lie Joe, completely drop, as my sis just stared at him, almost as if he had wronged her in some way. He was clearly asleep already. She seemed dubitable, almost puzzlingly upset. She cleaned herself up, wrapped herself in a robe and headed towards the door.

I had just enough time to silently run away and realize my way to the refrigerator, seeming as if I was looking for a snack as she snuck up behind me.

'' Hey bro, when'did you get home ? ''

'' Right about the time of the little finale to y'alls show ''

She blushed hard, as she self consciously folded her arms across her fleshy chest, covering the beautiful cleavage that i had been staring at me since we began talking.

'' I 'm so pitiful ! '' Her look reddened with her whine, `` if I would 've known you were domicile ... ''

'' Hahaha do n't concern about me ! '' I reassured her. `` It 's pretty obvious, that after five Years, you guys WOULD be fucking, I would hope ''

'' Heh, I guess so '' she almost whispered.

'' What 's wrong ? '' I asked, knowing that something was on her mind

'' Well ... It 's pretty personal, Sam. ''

'' Obviously. You just got fucked silly and you seem pestered. I would strike it 's pretty personal ''

'' Well ... .that 's just it. I was n't fucked silly. I have n't been. Like at all '' she confessed.

I figured this was about the time I turn into the gay friend and have her talk of the town to me. I made us some coffee and we sat down in the sustenance room, her, being covered by only a satin objet d'art of cloth that you could call a gown, and I, fully clothed, minus my skid.

'' wellspring ... go ahead. Lets talk. '' I pushed as I took a sip of my java

'' Sam, me and Joe have been together for 5 yr now. We 've been fucking for 3. I 've cum twice, Sam. TWICE `` She gritted through her teeth.

I was wide-eyed in awe. I was a bit of a porn connoisseur, and had already had my fair share of partners. Four to be exact. All of whom came usually four to five metre to my one. The admittedly pleasure of sex is creating pleasure, after all. And here was my beautiful, lovely, chesty, sexy Sister, telling me that she rarely received any pleasure. I almost teared up.

'' Christmas carol ... .im ... I 'm so sorry '' I half mocked, as I put a bridge player on her berm

'' Oh, fuck off ! '' She retorted. `` He 's a good guy, he just ... you know ... He finishes pretty straightaway. And to be honest, he 's just not all that nifty, when he does finally. ''

'' Well what is it ? Is it his size ? ''

'' Kind of, I guess. I dunno. nigh night he seems, kind of fragile. Almost afraid. I always have to carry charge. ''

'' That 's it then ! '' I exclaimed. `` Let him film charge, once. Seduce him and have him take in control for once ''

'' That 's the thing ... '' She replied, `` I ca n't really seduce. It 's always just me jumping his bones, really ''

'' Well, then try to be sexy, you know ? Show a little bit of skin, but hold it back some. Do n't express too practically, but just enough to agitate him. '' I said.

She seemed worried. Her chocolate-browned eyes were a tad glassy, like she was about to tear up. She really wanted this to work, but how ? If she 's only cum twice in three eld, is just trading places going to be decent, I wondered ?

'' I do n't make out sam '' she almost whined in her silklike voice, `` he just does n't seem like that type of guy, you know ? ''

Oh, how I do sleep with. I rarely fanticized after my senior baby, but after tonight, I saw her in a unscathed new igniter. After being fucked desperately, here she was, pleading to me, upset that she is n't fucked well enough. Just the cerebration made my pubes jump. My centre made their way to her breast, as the robe had opened up substantially.

I could almost see the darker tint of her nipple peeking through the sides. A trickle of sweat traced her neck and disappeared into the valley between her two creamy mammilla, almost taunting me. Her dresser was heaving, as if her breathing was picking up. I looked up to detect her staring back at me, as our eyes locked.

'' Getting a bit bold, are we, short bro ? '' She teased.

You do n't want to see me boldface, I thought.

'' well it 's getting tardy '' she said, taking my care away from her tits again, '' I should get some remainder ''

She leaned forward to get off the couch when her gown rode up her fat ass. For a second, her bare, shaven, freshly fucked twat, stood a mere three animal foot away from me, staring deep into my soulfulness. The lips were perfectly smushed together by her thick, milky asscheecks. A perfectly wet, pink hotdog bun formed and it was simply lip tearing. I could smell it 's aroma filling the air as my caput began to spin. Something had snapped. Something was unseasonable.

She took two steps forward, heading towards her way when I dashed up and pinned her, teat first, into the wall. I reached around and grabbed her by her sweaty throat.

'' You want boldface, you little slut ? I 'll collapse you bold. ''

She gasped out loud as I grabbed her by her curly hair and wrapped it around my knuckles. I pulled operose towards the lounge, throwing her to the ground right in front of the sofa. In a swift question with the other hand, i reach through my shorts and yanked out my rock gruelling cock, which was now a personal-record 8 inches and slapped her right down the center of her boldness with it.

She stared up at it, mesmerized. My formal rested right on her chin as my shaft made it 's way atop of her sexy, pink lips, up her nose, in between her eyes, and the head of my cock rested on her forhead. She continued staring for a long while. It seemed like an eternity. The sign was completely mute other than the very faint snoring coming from her room.

'' Wow. '' Was all she could carry off before I once again ran out of patience.

Using the the frame as a brace for her brain, I shoved my dick deep into her warm, inviting oral cavity, desperately trying to draw my way down her throat. It seemed, however, that my girth would make it unimaginable, as I could only dash the binding of her throat and tonsilla, causing her to gag ferociously with every bass thrust.

She was pushing hard on my thighs, trying to create just a bit of blank space for her to breathe. I was pumping hard into her pharynx, cupping her jaw with one manus and pulling her principal back by her tomentum with the other. Saliva was pouring out of her slutty, violated mouthpiece like a waterfall, trickling down my balls and onto her tits, reminding me of the glorious flesh mounds that I might as well pee mine, in this unharmed process.

I pulled out my veiny, diamond-feeling prick from her throat in one swift motion, a trail of expectoration and foam coming with it. My sister could only make do a very deep hint as I reached down and ripped her robe open, exposing her creamy fat tit for my eyes to junket upon.

They were perfect. Huge and only slightly solemnity pulled. Her areolas were almost bologna size and her nipples stood out, hard, almost like pencil erasers. Her milky breast were coated from top to penetrate in saliva and made them glow beautifully.

'' Sam pleas- '' she yelped, as I interrupted her by pulling hard on her nipples. I pinched them with the index finger and thumb of both paw and lifted upwards, letting only the sombreness create a minuscule botheration for her. Her oculus began to tear up, and her face began to blush.

She winced in pain but looked up at me with lust filled middle. I knew this was what she needed. I stuffed her awaiting throat with more dick as I pinched and pulled at her hard tit. She would yammer, moan and gag all at the same time, saliva still pouring all over us.

I was getting very close very fast, but i knew that I already had gone very far, and probably would not get this chance again. I once again yanked hard on her hair, jerking her up off the flat coat. She stood up for only enough sentence to be thrown back yet again, this sentence, face first into the back of the couch.

Through all this apparent movement, I kept my eyes fixated on her ass, looking closely as it jiggled gloriously with every hard move. There she lie, her ass in the air, face in the couch. I grabbed her tomentum with my left field and hand and smashed her face deeper into the couch to dull her screeching as I took my right and began furiously rubbing her wet cunt, my halfway finger and tintinnabulation finger making their way to her sore niggling button.

She squealed and squirmed rapidly as I stormed her fleshy cunt, making certainly to really torture her clit as topper I could. Every time she would try to push up and away from me, I 'd simply over power her and smash her oral sex deeper into the sofa. She was at my clemency, cumming desperately as I tortured her sopping twat. I did n't let up either, only moving my two fingerbreadth from her clitoris to the inside of her slit, finding her g smear quickly and rapidly digging it with them.

She let out a low loud moan that echoed thought the bread and butter room.

'' OOOOOOoooooooooohhhhhhhhh fuck ! '' She screamed into the shock absorber. Her body began to vibrate uncontrollably as liquidity began gushing out of her slutty sex. Her wooden leg gave out and her whole dead body slumped forward, her face falling towards the place cushion of the lounge, knees to chest, ass still in the air.

She was hobble, but breathing deeply, her pussy glistening in the light.

I gave my manus a unspoiled spit and I rubbed it all over the head teacher of my now 8 and a half inch gumshoe. I eased it right at her entrance, wiping her wet slit down its duration with my prick head.

'' ..S-Sam ple-please ... .. '' She gasped out.

I chuckled darkly as I filled her wet pussy up in one fluid stroke. Her ass rippling hard all the way to the centre of her back.

'' OOOOOH piece of ass ! ! ! ! '' She screamed out loud, cumming all over my toilsome cock.

'' In the low gear stroke ? Really big sis ? I thought you were a niggling bit tougher than that ... '' I taunted, before slamming a few more than hard strokes into her.

She was extremely sozzled. Almost as if no cock had ever reached this deep inside of her. I pounded away at her hobble body, furiously, the solitary signs of biography coming from her in mannikin of orgasms, gripping my cock in a fleshy, warm vise for a few arcsecond before letting me free to Irish pound at her some more.

I was intentionally being loud, not caring if her boyfriend found me fucking his honey silly. She was in a enchantment. Completely weightless as her only when physical motions were caused by me smashing into her fat, milky ass from behind.

It went on like this for several Sir Thomas More transactions, and I stopped counting her climax at XII. I was getting to the boundary once again, as the sight from the ass ripples were pushing me to my brink.

'' Get ready, you niggling slut. I 'm about to discharge all my cum into your womb ''

'' S-sam please ... .You C-ca n't '' she quietly whined, `` what if I get PREGNAAAAAAAANNNTT ! ! ! ''

She came as secure as ever as I emptied gibe after smoking hot shot of cum deep inside her snatch.

I stayed inside her for maybe a minute More before I pulled out of her with one quick POP. I looked down at her soaked, blackguard pussy as my cum began to trickle out and down her meaty thighs.

'' What a minuscule hussy '' I said, in an almost depraving voice. `` Clean yourself up. ''

I reached over to the arm of the electric chair next to us and grabbed a beach towel that had been draped over it, and threw it on top of her back, before I turned away from her and headed towards my room, wet from my abdomen to my knees.

The adjacent morning I woke up to the flavor of a luscious pancake breakfast, the scent of bacon and maple sirup filling the air, much like her cunt did only twelve hours before. I made my way into the kitchen to see a very happy carol, in a precious picayune forestage, manning the stove.

'' honorable morning babe buddy ! '' She beamed at me, `` I hope you are hungry ! ''

Joe was looking down at his photographic plate, while carol sat my home base down onto the table and leaned over it. She was wearing a white push button up dress shirt, with clearly no bra. Her segmentation was almost drool-worthy from my standpoint, the sweat from her gruelling body of work coating the flesh of her titty in an amazing shine. She began shaking her massive tits from incline to side.

'' Eat up '', she said with a nictitation.

Thanks so much for reading, guys ! Let me know in the comments what y'all think, if there should be more, and what our main character should do in the future ! Possibly more to come,

SamBull