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Click hereMy sister hadn’t been in touch
since her marriage ended,
and so I was much shocked as such
when she once again did.
She texted: “Hi. Sorry. It’s hard
and late for me to say…
Just pulling out my sister card.
I hate I’ve been away.”
I replied: “Not to worry, Sis.
The card you play needs it,
so I’ll pull bro’s out too.” And this
I thought… funny but unfit.
But she quick replied, “Ha. Ha. Ha.”
and paused for just a spell…
then … “Pull it! But you know that ma
would say you’ll go to hell.”
A quick “LOL” came after that
and I Purple Devil sent
as smiling… then I sent a cat
thinking just innocent
teasing was all this was about,
but she sent those two
right back at me … then pout …
then “There’s been very few
who’ve thought about my kitty since
the dick-head bid good bye.”
I took little time to send, “Hence,
I’m thinking ‘bout it… Sigh.”
A minute passed then finally, “Wow”
was sent by her then mute.
I thought I’d overstepped and now
she didn’t think it cute.
Another 60 seconds and
then she said, “This is bad.”
and then followed by, “I felt that hand.
Mmmmmm.” and I said, “I’m glad.”
“I really shouldn’t feel… like… wet!
Texting with my brother.”
“If it feels good, why don’t you let
the thought ‘he’s another’
feeling you (knowing that it’s bro.)”
and she said, “O.M.G!
I’m swole and slipp’ry moist and so
please STOP! This cannot be.”
Then dot dot dot and dot dot dot
Each one was like a pant.
Then, “Please.” It came in hot
and I began to rant.
“My sister will do it now
and put her feet together
and spread her knees as far as how
so I can see her whether
she wants to or not. Take a pic!
Send it now! Show me, sis,
you want… need your brother thick.”
Then in a moment this
quick “No” resisting, she replied.
Then pic popped onto phone,
and I viewed as she complied.
She lay in bed alone,
with creamy legs all spread and wide,
her nightshirt up to chin,
and pulling nipple wide,
her face in lustful sin.
I called her immediately.
I had to hear her lust.
The first ring never ended. She
panted, “No … please… please just
don’t make me…” I interrupted.
“Rub my pussy, sister.”
then, moaning, she erupted
loud. I almost missed her
breathe another, “Please… brother stop…”
but I so wasn’t done.
I needed her to scream it out
and for her slit to run
in rivers through her clit. I said,
“Rub yourself, sweet girl,
rub yourself with want. Imagine
that it’s me there and twirl
a nipple now but keep rubbing,
rubbing hard, harder still.”
and finally I heard her bring
herself to lose her will.
“Oh god touch me. Brother, I need sucked.
Lick sister’s pussy sweet…
Oh, please! I need so fucked!
Tell me we’ll fuck… We’ll meet.
Now! Please god… please come fuck me now!”
“I’m on my way,” I said.
I heard as I hung up, “No. Yes. Wow.
You’ll find me in the bed.”