I Thank My Sister

My sister used to drop off her son in and off for me to babysit up until he was 15. He was a really respectful kid that I tolerated. He hit a growth spurt early and was the tallest in our family. People would alway confuse us for siblings. The baby face looking genes for females ran strong in our family but I also liked to think I kept in good shape for a woman who had one kid.

A year ago I saw him during thanksgiving and I swear my panties dropped. What a hunk of a man he had turned into. He had the build of a young wrestler. That year he moved back in with his mom and had asked his uncle to use our home gym to avoid paying a membership. Sometimes I would watch him, his huge muscles had me in a trance until I eventually joined him. It was hard not to see below his waist. His package moved around often. I would tease him sometimes by sitting on him or brushing up on him.

Then it happened, I was on the floor of the garage with his hard cock in my stomach. My body shuddered and shook. He was using me like a toy. Bouncing me between the floor and his hook shaped cock. I couldn't make out a single word other than yes. he fucked me like a heavy bear pouncing on his prey. Talking in my ear about how he was going to loosen up his aunts throat and tight pussy. Telling me how I was the hottest in the family. Crushing my neck in missionary, tongue all over my tits, folding my legs behind my ears. I swear I came more than I ever did. He was close to blowing his load but the sex was cut short. Through the slight opening of the garage door, while we were on the floor in missionary, I managed to open my eyes in time. His uncle was pulling into the driveway.

We quickly dispersed, I grabbed my stuff and ran into the house to run the showers. He distracted his uncle with conversation long enough for me to quickly shower and change. Told him I had been inside busy with chores. I was nervous coming out, but I quickly realized my husband was tired and wanted to eat. I told him to go shower while I fixed him a meal before I could leave to pick up our daughter. We were in the kitchen when we heard the shower run. I only remember my panties being around my knees, with his hands covering my mouth, feeling like my world was being lit inside out. I felt my pussy overflow, globs of cum hit the floor. I cleaned up and rushed him out the house. My husband and daughter tried talking to me but my head was not in the right state. I kept thinking about being fucked on the floor like helpless prey.

Since then my husband has only been worthy of seconds. Sometimes he thinks I am wet for him, but really I’m sore I from the vicious poundings I take moments before. I can’t even count the amount of times I felt my nephews cock pulsate down my throat, ass, and pussy. I had my anal virginity taken away by my nephew, and while normally I would never agree to it, knowing I was dominated by another man other than my husband made me orgasm.

Funny now, my sister thinks I started visiting her to see her family more often. Really it’s because I’m not wearing underwear waiting for the right moment to be lifted off my feet and spread open. I don’t care if it’s wrong. Those moments of being felt desired are worth every stroke in my pussy.