I Hate My Step-Sister ...


As I lay on my bed, waiting for sleep to descend upon me, I was immersed in thoughts of my step-sister. My kick of a step-sister, Evelyn, who, at 21, was three year my senior, was asleep in her room. And candidly speechmaking, I don't even know why my parents adopted that dumb bimbo.
No issue how a lot I hated her, I often did this, fantasizing about her. She was incredibly hot, and in the freedom of my imaginativeness I did all kinds of unnameable things to her. Reality was a different level, though. We were the usual bickering siblings who irritated each early.
As I lay there in ataraxis, I thought about her full phase of the moon boob, which always seemed to press against her tee shirt. I thought about her bout spank able ass which filled out her jeans so perfectly. She had a beautiful mane of dark brown hair's-breadth which ended at her shoulders neatly. She had a sumptuous mouth, and I've always wondered how it would feel to have my penis move in and out of her fairly lips ...
My eyes opened - it was already morning. I smiled - what a tremendous dream it was ! There was also a dulcet smell in the air - I wonder where that came from. Now, wait a second ...
Why the roll in the hay was my ceiling pink ?
I sat up instantly. I was in Evelyn's room ! Oh god ! Had I done something last night ? ?
I looked around, she was no where to be seen. It was then that my centre rested on the full-length mirror on my right hand ....
Oh serious god. Oh darling, dear god.
I didn't know how to concentrate this - how could this happen ? Is this even fucking admittedly ? I got up and walked towards the mirror ...
I felt my face .... Evelyn's brass, that is. That's right, I was Evelyn. As in, I was in her trunk. My affection was almost beating right out of its ribs as I saw Evelyn 's - sorry, my - frame in the mirror. I was dressed in a pinkish night wearing apparel which ended just below my shank. I felt the smooth skin on my tummy, and I felt the massive rise of my titty. I moved my helping hand down my placid fuzz. I turned around and caressed my cute guggle butt in the mirror.
This was amazing, and scary. What did this mean ? Was Evelyn in my body now ?
All this was so overpowering I walked out of my room just to see if the residue of the humans was normal.
I walked down the staircase and into the dining hall ; my parents were having breakfast quite normally. Dad looked at my typeface and asked,"Is something the matter, sweetheart ?"
lulu ? Yuck !
"Umm, no Dad, not at all."
Her vocalisation felt so fucking weird ! I got up and walked back to my room.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
"I'm Evelyn ”, I said to myself, and her vocalisation just mouse me out. But this could be fun, right ?
"I like cock in my ass ”, I said before breaking into a giggle. Then I stopped. God, not even my gag sounded ripe anymore.
Without even having a bath, I changed into a tee shirt and skirt and hopped downstairs for breakfast.
Dad was just getting gear up to depart for office. My mom was still in the kitchen. There was still no signboard of me, I mean, my petty brother. I sat down at the table, and asked mom,"Where's Jake ?"
"At school."
"Oh yeah ”, I replied. I was feeling a niggling nervous, not knowing whether Evelyn was in my trunk or not. I also thought about how she was coping with it. And, most importantly, how awkward would it be when we met !
Breakfast went normally. I was preoccupied with all thing I could do. Oh, this was the complete hazard to take revenge, to air out all my hatred for my step-sister, and also have a little fun myself.
One thing I knew for sure was that once we changed back, Evelyn was going to be sorry for her full life.
It was 9 AM. Mom had also left for work. I was alone in the house. I ran up to Evelyn's room. I switched her phone on and went through the liaison list.
There he was - Ryan, her boyfriend. I had an idea.
I dialled his number. He instantly picked him, the needy bastard.
"Hey Evie, what's up ?"
"Hey Ryan ”, I said in the most sulfurous voice I could muster, and followed that up with kissing sound.
"Whoa, soul's in the mood today !"
"Oh yeah infant, you see I'm alone in the household. I'm tactual sensation so lonely. semen here was fast as you can, okay ?"
"Uh, all right, you sure you okay ? You sound a little off ?"
"Do you want to come or not ?"
"Um, yeah ! trusted !"
"Yeah, I'm waiting."
Sigh. That felt weird. I giggled ; this was going to be fun.
I looked at my hot body in the mirror and took off my clothes. This was the for the first time time I was getting a full defenseless view of her body - it was so complete. Her mamilla were not only large but tight - they stood out proudly. Her tummy was smooth and flat. I let o0ut a little laugh on seeing her shaved puss.
I opened her closet, rummaged through her clothes and finally found what I was looking for.
A pair of red lace underclothes, and a fiddling something I definitely did not expect to rule - a sheer Shirley Temple wrapper. I felt so turned on when I put them on. The smooth material felt to sexy against the smooth skin.
I felt my pussy growing moist. I touched it, it was sticky. This felt amazing.
I began putting on her blood red lipstick, and just then the doorbell rang.
Ryan was already here ? Boy that was fast.
I adjusted my hair and walked down the staircase. I tried walking sexily, you know, swaying my hips and all.
Finally reached the doorway and opened it.
It wasn't Ryan at all, but the milk man.
His eyes definitely popped when he saw me. And again, I had an idea.
"My my, Evelyn ... well, you've certainly grown into a- umm ..."
I giggled."Why, thank you. So, what brings you here, sir ?"
"Oh, well, here is today's Milk River ... and that'll be the usual three dollars."
"Oh, but sir, I don't have the money to pay you."
"fountainhead that's okay, pay me following time ! I come here every few days'right ?"
"Oh no, that will not be acceptable, sir. That's against my rule, my father always taught me to never have debts."
Before he could say anything I brought him inside the house and led him by the hand to the sofa.
I sat good beside him.
"Now, could you consider of some way how we could finish the batch ? Cash, or sort ..."
"Really, Evelyn, it's not an issue. I can -"
"Sh."I placed my finger on his rim. He was clearly feeling nervous. I looked earnestly into his eyes and said softly,"I have a ripe idea, actually. Why don't you give us the Milk today, and I - “, I swung my leg over his knees and sat on his lap,"- give you the drive of your lifetime, huh ? How does that sound ?"
Before he could say anything I sealed his lips over with mine. I pushed his capitulum down with a deeply, heavy buss, literally sucking on his sass, and then broke the candy kiss abruptly.
He was gasping, but there was now a definite fire in his eyes.
"Whatever you say, sister !"
Before I could say anything, I picked me up and threw me on to the sofa on my quaternion. He quickly pulled my pantie down and in an wink I felt a hot penis pumping my kitty-cat front he back.
I was automatically moaning and my pussy was just getting surface-active agent. Then I started pushing my pelvis back on to him and rolling them to match his stride. He was going at it pretty hard, calling me names in the process.
"You little slut, I'm going to bang you senseless."
"Yes, dada, give it to me ! Oh shag ! ! !"
"Yeah bitch, who's your dada now ? Who's your pop now ? !"
"You're my pappa ! You're my daddy ! Now make me your cum slut ! Make me your little bitch ! Oh ! Oh god yes ! !"
Before I knew it, I could experience my hips involuntarily bucking. I was nearing my orgasm ! I arched my back and pushed my ass as further back as I could. He too sensed it - he increased his pace and force. And then, one two, three ....
"OHH ! ! OH MY fucking GOD ! damn IT YES female parent FUCKER ! !"I went on with a long list of slang as I came hard in my sister's torso, I realized that I had squirted out some fluid. Then, tired, I collapsed on to the bed.
Before I could direct in what just happened, I felt the milk man grab me by the haircloth an lift my face up to his,"This was supposed to be for me, bitch, not for you !"
Then he threw me on tot he base. As soon as I lifted my header I felt his hammer jammed down my neck, and thereafter began a steady pounding of his dick down my throat. I loved this insulting of my babe's dead body.
"Don't just face at me, do something bitch !"
I immediately started fondling his balls and bobbing my chief down his dick. After a minute or so, I felt his member pulsating really concentrated, and before I knew it, it was spewing hot sperm cell into my rima oris. I didn't eat up it ; I held it there as the milk man took his cock out. Looked up at his happy cheek and winked. Then I opened my mouth and let the warm liquid flow out of my mouth. It dripped down my Kuki-Chin and dirtied my housecoat and the floor. The milk man couldn't believe his eyes. I closed my lips and formed sperm-foam house of cards with my mouth.
"Go on, click a picture."
He didn't need to be told twice. He took out his cell and took a courteous close-up of me licking my cum-stained lips.
Hardly was he done packing his cock back into his trouser when I heard -
"Evelyn ? What the fuck ?"
We both looked at the exposed doorway. Ryan, dumfounded, was standing there with a bunch or roses and bottle of wine.
"Hi baby ”, I wished him. Boy this was going to be more fun than I thought.
"What the hell are you doing ? And ... Is that the Milk River man ?"
"Yeah."I walked over to him and brought him inside, not even caring to lock the door.
"You're done I suppose ?"I asked the milk man.
"Yeah, I'll probably get going."He scampered outside in a hurry.
"Good. Now, Ryan, I've got a few things to tell -"
SLAP ! !
I can't think he actually slapped me.
"YOU screwing SLUT ! ! ! JUST BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T WAIT FOR ME TO COME base, YOU GOT YOURSELF SCREWED BY THE milk GUY ! ! YOU'RE A WORTHLESS sporting lady ! ! THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE ! ! !"
This day was just getting better and better.
"You're right Ryan, I'm so sorry. But it's just that, my purulent -"
"YOUR snatch WHAT ? ! ? I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR PUSSY ! ! time lag, I've got an estimate. This should put you right."
He took out his phone."Now listen, when I start shooting the television, you're going to say, no, assert, that you're my personal cum slut. You get it ? You will also say that you want to be my cum dumpster. Not that you weren't, but let's take a leak it official, shall we ? And also say that you have an innate desire to fuck your dad, your brother, and your mom. Swear by it. After this, you try doing any odd business, and this video is on the internet. And I'm also taping our fuck session today. So start."
He began shooting, not even waiting for a reply. I gulped. This would mean officially fucking up my sister's life forever. Did I want that much ?
Oh who cares, of course I do !
So I moved my handwriting through my hair and very coolly began saying everything he just told me.
"Hello, boys. My epithet is Evelyn Gardner, and I'm 21 years old. I'm completely in my senses and everything I'm about to say, I mean that for life. I swear to god. So, what do I start with ? Yes, my functionary position in this world. Many of you want to be physician, teacher, and lawyers, whatever ! But I ? I just want to be a useless cum slut. That's right, I want to be a cum dumpster, forever. And there is only one man, who can officially own me, and that's the guy who's shooting this picture, Ryan. I'm like his rag bird, every time he feels horny, I'm there to take his cum, irrespective of whether I want it or not. He practically owns me, and I love it ! Moving on, I have to confess - I've always wanted to give sex with my family. My buddy, my mom, my daddy, everyone ! I just want sex. What can I do ? I'm a sex junky, and proud ! So, cheer to life ! Bye bye guys !"
He then put the phone on top of the side tabular array, from where everything I did was going to be recorded. I could see a wet bandage on his trousers. I smiled.
But then he held me by my haircloth and yanked my point down to where he sat on the sofa."Don't get too happy beef, your punishment's just getting started. Now lie across my ass so we can get started."
I did as I was told. I could feel his hands all over my back incline. He was feeling my smooth out back. Then he squeezed each ass cheek and kneaded them together. And then -
SPLAT !
He delivered a unvoiced spank against my right impudence, causing me to holler out in pain. Then came the marathon of spanks, one after the other, in quick successiveness, hard, fast and swift. No matter how a lot I shrieked, he went on slapping my fat ass.

To be continued ... ... ..
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