When I say I 'm an absolute brute, that is in no way a compliment to my ego. I mean it in the most literal and provocative good sense. I 'm an absolute fucking animal. A degenerate. And in no way do I deserve to rest in the Lapplander beautiful oxygen that formula, SANE people breathe in. Since coming to age, I 've managed to ... ... well ... ... I do n't desire to list everything I 've done and deflower the story for you guys, now do I ? I 'll try not the break the twenty-five percent wall the best I can, and just initiate from the very beginning, yeah ? Well ... .cue flashback.

See, I did n't accept the estimable puerility. My parents divorced in the middle of my coming to age, and I was left with not much more than an above average sized cock to jerk off 3 times a day with, a naive sweetheart of an elder sister, and two little slit that I called brothers.

Our parents were dire 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 improve terms, was a bit of a cyprian. And not even the kind that was paid either. She struggled to fill the hole that was burst full heart-to-heart by our dad deserting us for drugs and a 21 year old ecdysiast. To fill said hole, she ... .well ... filled her hole. By a battalion of men, constantly varying in sizing, coloring material, and background. Not that you can blame these cat, either. The one redeeming timber of our mom was her tit. In a non creepy, creepy way, she had absolutely phenomenal nipple. DD. Perky, while drooping slightly due to the weight, and beautiful half-dollar sized areolas that blended I 'm perfectly to her creamy milk jugs. How do I know ? I did n't spy on her during one of her drunken, whoring escapades, that 's for sure. Moving on.

By the clip I turned 18, I had about had it with my flow position. My sister had been in a steady relationship nearing 5 days, and I was single and prepare to run far away from my problems. The four of us sibling, as well as our mom lived in upper Texas, close to Sooner State. And it seemed as though my sister had her fill of the current life as well.

She approached me one afternoon :

'' Say bro, I just got a yell from Abuela, and she has some elbow room useable at their place. They want to get laid if we want to manoeuvre down there ? ''

'' Fuck 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 houses that sat on an Accho of land. Known to us as only abuelo and Abuela ( Spanish people rootage ), they had rented one theatre out until recently, but had two bedrooms, a bathroom, know room and kitchen open up for our use, so long as we paid utility every other month.

It was n't long until I found a job as a cook for a small restaurant, my Sister, carol, was working as a barkeep, and her beau at a topical anaesthetic ironware store. The job of bartender suited my sister. She was extremely cute and very charming. She also possessed certain plus that made her nice wind every night. Her breasts were enormous. She had recently hit DDD, and was very duncical in all the rectify places. She had all-embracing hips and VERY thickly second joint. Maybe 180 ? But she carried it immaculately. It was n't like a fat 180. You would n't ever guess she was 180, is what I 'm saying. Moving on. She had long, curly inglorious hair's-breadth 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 tights.

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

I got home from body of work late one night, knowing that my sis 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 shift and did n't think to strike hard or fix sure everyone was seemly as I entered the life way.

Dropping my keys and wallet onto an end table, I heard music coming from my sister 's bedroom. Some Celine Dion shit. But in between call, a much more interest sound came to be. groan. Loud moans that were hardly being muffled.

Why are the moan so meretricious, I wondered ? I 'm indisputable they had had sex many times without my auditory sense, so why tonight ? I made my way down the darkened hallway and noticed a syncope, vertical sparkle strip illuminating the floor. The door was slightly ajar. No wonder I could hear every smacking. Every moan. Every pant.

Curiosity got the best of me as I peeked my head into the elbow room. And there was my sister. Her head being mushed into the mattress as her creamy, tusk, bare, sweat-oiled ass was high up into the air. Her beautifully luscious knocker carried the bulk of her weight, as they formed giant flannel cake between her pectus and the mattress. Her swain was behind her, delivering every stroke with a common sense of desperation, like he was on his lastly legs.

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

She 's going to be disappointed, I thought to myself. He was as cryptical as possible. Making up for his lack of size of it with mighty virgule that created overweight ripples in her ass and back.

She dug her nails into the bed sheet and started smashing back into the pitiful guy, seeming as if she was trying to run out every bit of juice from him.

'' child, please ... I..I 'm getting close '', he managed to whisper in between strokes

'' DO IT ! fill ME UP WITH ALL YOUR juice ! '' She gritted through her teeth

She continued to demolish her fat ass against his potential bruised, 150 pound-frame-carrying hip, the ripples in her ass becoming increasingly prominent.

'' HERE IT semen ! IM CUMMMIIINNG ! ! '' Her beau, Joe, screamed as he emptied all of his cum into my sister, each pump being carried by a loud gasp between the two of them.

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

Something was n't quite right.

There lie Joe, completely spent, as my sister just stared at him, almost as if he had wronged her in some way. He was clearly numb already. She seemed doubtful, almost puzzlingly upset. She cleaned herself up, wrapped herself in a robe and headed towards the threshold.

I had just plenty sentence to silently run away and make 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 clock time of the little finale to y'alls show ''

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

'' I 'm so deplorable ! '' Her face reddened with her whine, `` if I would 've known you were menage ... ''

'' Hahaha do n't worry about me ! '' I reassured her. `` It 's pretty obvious, that after five age, 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 idea

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

'' Obviously. You just got fucked silly and you seem pestered. I would usurp 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 metre I turn into the gay protagonist and have her talk to me. I made us some coffee and we sat down in the living elbow room, her, being covered by only a satin piece of material that you could prognosticate a robe, and I, fully clothed, minus my shoes.

'' fountainhead ... go ahead. Lets talk. '' I pushed as I took a sip of my burnt umber

'' Sam, me and Joe have been together for 5 old age 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 portion of partners. Four to be exact. All of whom came usually four to five times to my one. The true delight of sex is creating pleasure, after all. And here was my beautiful, lovely, chesty, sexy sister, telling me that she rarely received any pleasance. I almost teared up.

'' carol ... .im ... I 'm so drab '' I half bemock, as I put a hand on her shoulder

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

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

'' Kind of, I guess. I dunno. about Nox he seems, sort of fragile. Almost afraid. I always have to take charge. ''

'' That 's it then ! '' I exclaimed. `` Let him ingest charge, once. Seduce him and have him take command 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 ? indicate a little bit of pelt, but hold it back some. Do n't show too a lot, but just enough to turn on him. '' I said.

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

'' I do n't know 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 recognise. I rarely fanticized after my elder sister, but after tonight, I saw her in a whole new light. After being fucked desperately, here she was, pleading to me, upset that she is n't fucked well enough. Just the thought made my loin jump. My eyes made their way to her breast, as the robe had opened up substantially.

I could almost see the darker tint of her mamilla peeking through the face. A dribble of sweat traced her neck and disappeared into the vale between her two creamy teat, almost taunting me. Her breast was heaving, as if her breathing was picking up. I looked up to find her staring back at me, as our oculus locked.

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

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

'' wellspring it 's getting former '' she said, taking my attention away from her tits again, '' I should get some rest ''

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 bare three groundwork away from me, staring deep into my soul. The backtalk were perfectly smushed together by her thick, milky asscheecks. A perfectly wet, ping hotdog bun formed and it was simply back talk lachrymation. I could smell it 's aroma filling the air as my heading began to gyrate. Something had snapped. Something was wrong.

She took two footprint forward, heading towards her room when I dashed up and pinned her, titmouse first, into the paries. I reached around and grabbed her by her sweaty pharynx.

'' You want bold face, you little slut ? I 'll give you bold. ''

She gasped out loud as I grabbed her by her curly hair and wrapped it around my knuckle. I pulled grueling towards the couch, throwing her to the terra firma right in front of the sofa. In a swift motion with the other hired man, i reach through my shorts and yanked out my rock candy hard shaft, which was now a personal-record 8 inch and slapped her right down the middle of her side with it.

She stared up at it, mesmerized. My testis rested right on her chin as my beam of light made it 's way atop of her sexy, pink lips, up her nose, in between her center, and the head of my cock rested on her forhead. She continued staring for a long spell. It seemed like an infinity. The household was completely silent other than the very faint snoring coming from her way.

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

Using the the couch as a duad for her head, I shoved my cock deep into her warm, inviting mouth, desperately trying to draw my way down her throat. It seemed, however, that my girth would make it impossible, as I could only smash the rear of her throat and tonsils, causing her to gag ferociously with every deep thrust.

She was pushing hard on my second joint, trying to create just a bit of blank space for her to take a breather. I was pumping hard into her throat, cupping her jaw with one hand and pulling her head back by her hair with the other. saliva was pouring out of her slutty, violated back talk like a waterfall, trickling down my balls and onto her tit, reminding me of the glorious pulp cumulus that I might as well shit mine, in this whole process.

I pulled out my veiny, diamond-feeling cock from her throat in one swift motion, a trail of spittle and foam coming with it. My sis could only manage a very abstruse breather as I reached down and ripped her robe open, exposing her creamy fat titties for my eyes to feast upon.

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

'' Sam pleas- '' she yelped, as I interrupted her by pulling severe on her mamilla. I pinched them with the index number finger and thumb of both hands and lifted upwards, letting only the gravity create a little pain for her. Her eyes began to tear up, and her grimace began to flush.

She winced in infliction but looked up at me with lust filled eyes. I knew this was what she needed. I stuffed her awaiting throat with more gumshoe as I pinched and pulled at her intemperate tit. She would whine, moan and gag all at the like meter, spit 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 opportunity again. I once again yanked hard on her haircloth, jerking her up off the ground. She stood up for only sufficiency time to be thrown back yet again, this clip, face first into the back of the lounge.

Through all this motion, I kept my eyes fixated on her ass, looking closely as it jiggled gloriously with every hard relocation. There she lie, her ass in the air, face in the couch. I grabbed her hair with my leftfield and paw and smashed her side deeper into the couch to muffle her shrieking as I took my right hand and began furiously rubbing her wet slit, my midriff finger and ring finger making their way to her sensitive trivial button.

She squealed and squirmed rapidly as I stormed her fleshy pussy, making trusted to really torture her clit as best I could. Every time she would try to labour up and away from me, I 'd simply over power her and smash her head deeper into the sofa. She was at my clemency, cumming desperately as I tortured her sopping puss. I did n't let up either, only moving my two fingers from her clit to the inside of her pussy, finding her g office quickly and rapidly digging it with them.

She let out a low loud groan that echoed thought the living elbow room.

'' OOOOOOoooooooooohhhhhhhhh fuck ! '' She screamed into the cushion. Her eubstance began to hover uncontrollably as liquid began gushing out of her slutty sex. Her legs gave out and her whole physical structure slumped forward, her face falling towards the seat cushion of the couch, knees to chest, ass still in the air.

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

I gave my hand a good spit and I rubbed it all over the head of my now 8 and a half inch shaft. 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 middle of her rachis.

'' OOOOOH screwing ! ! ! ! '' She screamed out gaudy, cumming all over my laborious cock.

'' In the number 1 stroke ? Really big sis ? I thought you were a little bit tougher than that ... '' I taunted, before slamming a few More hard strokes into her.

She was extremely cockeyed. Almost as if no cock had ever reached this deep inside of her. I pounded away at her limp trunk, furiously, the only signs of liveliness coming from her in form of climax, gripping my cock in a fleshy, warm vise for a few seconds before letting me free to pound at her some more.

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

It went on like this for respective more minutes, and I stopped counting her orgasms at twelve. I was getting to the edge once again, as the stack from the ass rippling were pushing me to my threshold.

'' Get make, you little trollop. I 'm about to empty 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 strong as ever as I emptied guessing after smoking hot pellet of cum deeply inside her kitty.

I stayed inside her for maybe a minute more before I pulled out of her with one promptly POP. I looked down at her pie-eyed, abused pussy as my cum began to trickle out and down her meaty thighs.

'' What a little hussy '' I said, in an almost debase voice. `` pick yourself up. ''

I reached over to the arm of the death 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 way, wet from my venter to my knees.

The next morning I woke up to the smell of a pleasant-tasting pancake breakfast, the scent of bacon and maple syrup filling the air, much like her pussycat did only twelve hours before. I made my way into the kitchen to see a very felicitous Carol, in a cute little apron, manning the stove.

'' Good morning Baby blood brother ! '' She beamed at me, `` I hope you are hungry ! ''

Joe was looking down at his scale, while Carol sat my plate down onto the table and leaned over it. She was wearing a white clitoris up dress shirt, with clearly no bra. Her cleavage was almost drool-worthy from my standpoint, the travail from her arduous work coating the flesh of her breast in an amazing effulgence. She began shaking her massive tits from side to side.

'' Eat up '', she said with a split second.

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 futurity ! Possibly more to come,

SamBull