“Mmm, thanks hubby. Drip, drip, all over me. You liked that?”

He nodded, still in a haze.

“Your wife loves getting cum all over her face and chest. She told me when we were in high school. Sisters tell each other everything, you know? She also told me you wouldn’t stop staring at my ass. And that you liked perky little tits. So I figured I’d give you a chance to get a better look. So what do you think?”

“They’re amazing. Perfect.”

“Mmm, good. I’m glad you like them even after experiencing my sister’s giant blimps. So impressive but so saggy, don’t you think?”

“Small is better in this case, I must admit.”

“Exactly! Did you know my sister stole my boyfriend in high school? He was a boob man, you see. A big boob man. I don’t blame him. Back then I was as flat as a skinny boy. But, really, can you imagine an older sister stealing her younger sister’s boyfriend? A senior woman fucking a freshman boy? Well, even that I might have forgiven if they’d just dated after he broke up with me.”

“Oh?”

“But no she threw a party while our parents were out and seduced him into her bed right under my nose! Of course I didn’t find out until almost a year later, after he’d been cheating on me the whole time. With my own sister! Can you believe that?”

“No?”

“That’s kind of you. Soooo, now how do you feel about returning the favor? Unless you don’t want to see my perfect tits anymore?”

“Oh, no, I think you’re quite right. She deserves it. But only a year doesn’t seem right. You’ve accumulated years of mental anguish and that deserves interest. I’d say as discreet adults we can keep this up much longer.”

“A man after my own heart! Maybe i swill steal you away for good….well, we’ll see. For now I want you to stop cumming on her face or chest. That’s her favorite but it’s mine now.”

sph-cuck:

My sister knew I had a small cock because my girlfriend never missed an opportunity to drop it into conversation. Phrases like “that’s not the only thing thats small” with a glance to me were all too common at family dinners. Eventually my sister had told me to consider if I was really satisfying my GF, because as a girl “she understands”.

However, I never expected to get this snap from my bully at work. I knew my GF had eyed him up the few times we went for drinks together after work but I never thought it would lead to this. I guess I’ll just have to accept my GF and my sister sharing his bigger, thicker cock. After all, he’s set to become my boss.

These things happen.

At first you were happy when your girlfriend hit it off so well with your sister. In the past, your sibling had acted strangely toward your girlfriends and scared them off. Your sister made them uncomfortable, they’d say, and then clam up, embarrassed. So you’d warned your GF delicately, but she just seemed intrigued. Whatever the reason, they got along, and by the end of the night your girlfriend and sister had gone off to a different room and talked for hours. 

This left you with your weird brother in law, who always tried to talk to you about how hot your sister was. “Admit it, you’d tap that, right?” You could only manage to distract him by talking about your girlfriend. “Would you mind if I borrowed her some time?” Eugh. That guy.

When she started hanging out with the two of them, you were afraid you’d have to be exposed to your brother in law more often, but you never seemed to be invited. Which was fine. But when she needed a new place to live, you really began to worry when she announced she was moving into their spare room. “It’s such a good deal,” she said. Nevermind you’d been hinting she should move in with you. 

You started seeing your girlfriend less. She called your concerns “jealous nonsense”. Yet photos of the three of them looking very cozy kept popping up on instagram. That’s when she told you she’d agreed to be their surrogate. You tried to hide your concern and asked when the implantation would be happening. “Oh, we don’t want it to be so clinical. The whole process will be very natural.” 

averageisnotenough:

You’re mad at me? You should be fucking thanking me. Yes, she cheated on you with me, but if she hadn’t come to my place, she would have gone to her ex’s. You have no idea how close she was to doing that, until I convinced her I could fuck her better than him. So let me ask you, would you have preferred that she fucked that big dicked douche again, or me with big strap on? 

Somehow your sister always ended up fucking your girlfriends. And she always managed to get you to thank her for it. Even though  she was the one to encourage them that maintaining friendships with their exes was healthy. That there was no way you’d be jealous. That you were sweet and would always be gentle and kind. Maybe too sweet. Did your girlfriend ever like a rough, domineering lover? Oh well, bad news about that, your sister would say.