We kind of grew up on the poor side of life. My dad worked hard and everything, 6-7 days a week, plus side jobs, but mom battled cancer and it was all he could do to take care of us AND pay all the medical bills and it was just the hand we were dealt, I guess, until she passed away. I wouldn't say we were white trash, but my sister and I are both petite girls who didn't get to wear the most trendy clothes. Everything we had was a necessity. We look a lot alike, only she had our mother's blond hair and I'm brunette like our dad, but my sister has smaller breasts and I'm more a C cup like our mom was. There's 6 years difference between my sister and I. Anyway, she got married when she was 21 to guy who was nearly 10 years older than her. He's nice, decent job, takes care of her and was always kind to our family and helped us out.

The wedding was held at a church but the reception at my sister and her now husbands house. It was a good time, but she got really wasted. I snuck a couple drinks but I had to be on my best behavior. To help out, my sister and her husband postponed their honeymoon and I stayed at their place that night. I had a room in the basement and was allowed to stay there anytime I wanted or needed to. The room in the basement was so there was two floors between their room and my own, for obvious reasons, but also so I could have my own space, which came in really handy their wedding night, since I already felt strange being there, but dad had to head from the reception to work and he just felt comfortable with me staying there, especially since he knew I was going to sneak a couple drinks.

Well after the reception it was just my sister, my new brother in law, and me, and like I said she was wasted and I had a few more drinks and I guess I drank a lot more than intended. I remember my sister blacking out and he taking her upstair and me heading down to my room, but nothing much after that. The next morning I woke up naked, my pussy throbbed and I was full of cum with wet marks on my sheets and I had a weird taste in my mouth that I would later realize was cock or cock. I was a virgin when I went to bed, but I didn't wake up one. I suspected my sister's husband, but he never, to this day, gave any indication it was him. No clue, sly comments, or funny looks. Nothing. And I never wanted to ask and have it be accusatory. The sad thing is, I wasn't even upset. I didn't feel r**ed or anything, in fact, I felt like I had really great, consensual sex. My pussy throbbed, but in a good way. So I left it alone and never mentioned it until now and just hoped I didn't get pregnant (which I didn't). It was like it never happened.