So a couple of days after her giving me WAY to many names and dates, a shit ton of self reflection in the form of drinking myself to an absolutely annihilated mess, and one last blood panel done at my doc to check me for what ever could be sexually transmitted (the ex and i like i said were not intimate at all, but still some dates added up to a time when we were and I had already gone to two different docs previously to get tested… I had to be sure). I decided to initiate this time. Part of the drunken thoughts came in the weird moral conflict I was having with my own “standards”. I had seen the sister grow up from teen to woman, and despite my sexual tastes now (if you creep my comments), and what i was doing with her then. I could not betray that I had always urged her to make sure she was treated right and not as some sex toy. Fun and games is one thing in the bedroom, but she was a young woman and needed to maintain some form of dignity and self worth beyond what (amazing) things she could to my dick. So i sent her a message, a nice mix of sweet and demanding. Something along the lines of. “when your fiance’ works next and when your sister isn’t here, you and I are going to grab dinner and a movie. Only thing i ask is that you wear that cute black dress your sister and i brought you last year, and come with an appetite.”
Three days later her and I sat down at one of the nicer Japanese restaurants in our area, she wore the dress with these patterned lacy stockings and heels… I was struggling because who wouldn’t be. It was a short dress and at times I am a simple classic man to please. We behaved throughout dinner… well tried. We held a normal conversation talking about how school was going for her, how the family was faring without me there to play referee or fix things (Still cared about the family, I’ll explain that later too), she acted more interested than her sister ever did about my work, and how I was doing with all that was going on between stress from work, starting a new life without her sister, and she asked me the one question I wasn’t ready for. “You have no family here, my family was the only family you had. Are you ok?”
Well…fuck.
So to explain that quickly. I grew up in an abusive family, and was always at odds with them. At 19 I had enough, between the abuse, the drinking and them draining my accounts I walked away from them and at that point i hadn’t talked to any family member save for one that lived across the U.S. from me. So i was very much invested into my gf’s family as it was the only family I knew as an adult.
I wasn’t ready for the question, and excused myself, caught the waiter on the way out and paid our bill, didn’t want her trying to pay it (it was always a game among us all that whoever got the check paid, and it became a fun competitive game for us to have the others “owe” us dinner)… I must’ve smoked three cigarettes back to back in that moment… cause she had enough time to gather her things and catch me outside. I apologized but it had me shaken. This girl caught onto it and decided to take the reigns for a moment. And started toward the movie theater me in tow. She asks to pick the movie, and i agree and hand her my card. She was doing her best to keep me from seeing what movie she was picking. And I honestly didn’t care what we were watching. I had shaken off the emotional fog quickly. And was more focused on her legs in the heels and her ass pushing the dress up (young hispanic… so clearly there is ass and its perky). We get through the line, grab our drinks and snacks and she leads me to this movie that I hadn’t even heard of… like not one clue of what it was. It dawned on me… she picked a movie that wasn’t popular and was nearing the end of the run… so no one in there. This little exhibitionist freak… I loved it. we grabbed our seats and even with the previews on we were all over each other making out like hormonal teens. I was truly electric. Our seats were above the only entry way so we would have a good eye on anyone entering to stop if needed… which it turned out we didn’t need to worry about. She straddled me right there on the chair and grabbed the head rest behind my head and started grinding into me hard. She smelled great and fuck could she ride and grind right. I grabbed her throat and between kissing her lips biting her neck and biting her lip I said the very thing that was on my mind. “Fuck even before your sister got fat she never moved as good as you. Was I fucking the wrong sister all along?” Talk about wet spot on my jeans. She ground even harder into me and kissed even more passionately. Now I am a man who hates wearing underwear most times, so I had to stop her before my zipper skinned my dick. When i stopped her she instantly was going for my belt, she was balanced back on my knees and as shes making a move for my pants im sliding a hand between her thighs to discover she was not wearing any panties. “Oh you had this planned didn’t you” i remember saying “like you didn’t” she said finally pulling my dick out of my pants.
Now I know that many movie theaters expect this behavior and possibly have cameras in there watching for just this. But that did not matter to either of us. I had her bent over the banister, in minutes and didn’t care that we may have been being watched or that we could get caught. When she moaned a bit to loudly i placed my hand over her mouth and didn’t lighten up on my thrusting. I pulled the shoulder straps down on her dress and dropped her tits right out in the open. Feeling them in my hand and how wet she was drove me over the edge, and once again without thinking filled her right there. She went limp legs trembling, and i released her mouth but didn’t pull out. “you can’t keep doing that ya know”. I grabbed her hair and pulled it back as i just started thrusting in deep and hard and whispered/growled(??? is that the term to use) “you didn’t tell me not to, you didn’t use the safe word, and you are a perfect cum dump. you had your plans I had mine, and I know you love me filling you. Deal with it, Dont deny you don’t love it” I thrusted harder and harder as I said what I did. Her head arched back and her moans and whimpers only turning me on more. I pulled out and sat back and took a drink of my drink, as she spun around and stared at me placing her hands and ass on the ledge and staring at me. “I love when you do that, love being filled. But don’t look so smug” she said still fully exposed her legs spread apart and showing off her great legs in those stockings… “come clean me up and lets try to see what this movie is about” i say patting the seat beside me. She sat down and laid on her side and started slowly sucking my dick clean… I was in heaven. She was literally everything her sister wasn’t sexually speaking, wasn’t lazy didn’t let her self go and didn’t treat me like shit.
We eventually bailed out on the movie, neither of us interested and made our way back to our cars. We stood there making out between the cars. And on par with my typical arousal, kissing is always always is the sure fire way to get me going (again in this instance). Now where we went has a huge lot overlooking the mountains and woods, and is poorly lit, but i always back into a spot and she pulled in so my back door and her front passenger door created a perfect barrier on both sides of us. So like any logical adults sneaking around behind an ex/sister’s back would do… we threw open both doors and instantly were stripping down the other to enjoy one last fling for the night.
“whats another thing my sister couldn’t do you think i can” she asked as she sat onto my back seat and was stroking my dick. ” lay on your back and hang your head over the edge of the seat” she spun right around and laid herself out as i told her and i pushed my dick past her lips and in her mouth and slowly started to work it in a bit deeper with each thrust. I pulled her dress aside and slid two fingers into her pussy placing the heel of my hand against her clit and started rubbing and moving my hand while also trying to work each of my thrusts in deeper and deeper. She eventually got impatient and grabbed each side of my hips and started pulling me in deeper and deeper till i was bottoming out in her mouth, and she was only minimally gagging now an then. between her moans and feeling the occasional popping of her throat when the alignment wasn’t just right was sending me euphoria. I stopped finger her grabbed her hands pinned them on her stomach, and just let loose throat fucking her, she started gagging worse and worse, I would hold it all in from time to time, and watch her struggle. When I pulled out finally hearing her gasp choke and cough was one of the sexiest sounds i had heard to date… Ok so there is a thing to this whole rough sex, various methods of choking and hard use of holes that really gets to me…
I grabbed her throat and started sliding her out of my car, she struggled to get her legs under her as i spun her around and forced her face down onto my seat. I hiked her dress up and slide my spit and gag juice cover dick right over her asshole. “bite my hoodie, this is gonna hurt” she didn’t resist but boy did she scream at first her hands clenched tight on the seat as i pushed into her ass… there was something about her pain and also her obedience that was really making me love it even more. Once i was all the way in I stopped pushing in and asked “are you ok should i pull out? I know you were not prepared for that” she shook her head vigorously no and just pushed her ass back. I went as hard as I could in her ass, spitting on my dick to keep it semi lubed. she eventually released her death grip on my seat and was playing with herself, as she quivered, moaned and whimpered through my hoodie. I felt like i had to cum but for once i wasn’t about to cum in her. I pulled out and blasted her ass with every drop. God did her ass look amazing glazed in my cum, i wiped some onto my finger and put it near her mouth, she sucked my finger clean eagerly. i pulled her dress down over the cum and slapped it hard. Helped her stand up. And for whatever reason I told her she had to drive home without wiping it off to let it stick her dress to her ass and send a pic when she got home.
We stood there for a few minutes after talking enjoying a cigarette together… And went our separate ways for the night. She texted me a pic when she got home of her dress still stuck to her ass. told me her ass was really sore, but she loved our date night. By the time I got home (lived about 10 minutes further out than she did). I came home to my ex’s stuff gone and her keys on my table. It was officially over, but I couldn’t find it in myself to care really. I had her sister as a physical release, something it seemed the sister and I both desperately needed. And I hated my ex so much that there was not an ounce of regret for what the sister and I were doing. I texted the sister “your sister is officially out, left her keys. when your fiance’ leaves for the weekend again, movie night. You and me, sweats and t shirt only, nothing more. no sexy outfits under just sweats and t shirt.”
Im going to end it there for the night and post this to my page as well.
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