My Sister, My Property

My sister, whom I haven't seen in 10 years, just hit on me. I don't think she recognizes me.

My sister, whom I haven't seen in 10 years, just hit on me. I don't think she recognizes me.

She looks at me with the big, beady eyes she's always had. She still has that mole on her cheek, the same pouty lips and small, button nose. I'd say she stayed the same if I didn't look down to catch a glimpse of her big chest bending her uniform, almost spilling out of her barista apron.

"Your order, sir?" She asks expectantly.

Fuck. She doesn't recognize me. I guess I can't blame her, it's been well over a decade. When my mom divorced my dad, she was well too eager to rip our family apart. She only wanted my sister, even though I was 16, a minor, and she could've easily gotten custody of me too.

No matter, I've moved on. From my mom, at least. Lily isn't the type of woman you can just move on from. And now she's standing in front of me, being so. Fucking. Cute.

"Whatever you recommend me." I say, smiling. She blushes slightly and starts raving on about some type of mocha frappe. Her voice is too soothing, it might put me in a trance.

"You look like the type of man who enjoys a simple coffee, but if you want to try something new, I'm always here." Lily grins when I agree to buy whatever overpriced mochaccino she's trying to sell me.

She frowns when I tell her it's to go.

"You're not from around here, are you?" I ask her, debating how I should break the news that I'm her long-lost brother to her.

"Starting college, this fall at X University!" Lily's smile makes me melt. She would be 20 by now.

"Ah, straight out of high school?"

"Not quite, I took a gap year... or two. You know how it is, raising money and whatnot." Her smile falters.

She hands me my coffee order. Maybe I spent too much time looking into her eyes, so now I'm late for work. I thank her and rush out. I'm beaming, now I know where to find my beloved Lily.

Even more, when I look at my order, I see a phone number. Next to it: "Lily <3"

Oh no.

That night, I look at her phone number, now saved into my phone. I want to call her, but my hand is shaking so bad, I can't even tap the right button. I opt for a text instead.

"Hi, mysterious stranger from the Harmony Café here! It's Marcus Dobson."

I hope she'll catch on. We share a surname after all.

My phone rings: "Wow, so formal! I'm Lily Valentina Neuman, but u can just call me Lily! Nice to meet u <33"

I stare in horror as I realize my mother has erased every memory of me and dad from her mind. Neuman, huh. Fucking Neuman?

"Are you free tomorrow?" My fingers move on their own.

"YEP!"

"Do you like picnics?" I remember Lily loved camping and nature when she was younger.

"OMG! I've always wanted to go down to that river down..."

I stop reading, but I don't stop responding. Before I know it, we've got a 'date' planned.

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She's wearing a low-cut dress, exposing the upper part of her boobs. She's chesty, easily an F cup, maybe above that. She has a barely visible tan line along her breasts, but not along her shoulders. I'm already imagining her in a strapless bikini. She has a tiny amount of makeup on her face, it complements her youthful features. Her blonde hair flows past her shoulders, unbound and messy. Her flowery sundress barely reaches her knees, one powerful gust of wind could show me something I don't want to see.

"Your car is really nice!" Lily runs up to me. Her roommates stare at us from the dorm doorsteps.

"You're beautiful." I let out the worst sentence I've ever said. Actually... aren't you supposed to compliment your family members? Isn't this just brotherly love for my stunning sister?

"I've always wanted to visit this city, but my mom was so against it." She blushes as I rev the engine. I want to get her in a secluded place where I can bare my soul to her, tell her everything.

I try to keep my eyes on the road, but her dress rides up, exposing most of her thighs. She sits with her legs slightly apart, with the dress snuggled tight in between her...

"Have you been there before? To the picnic place?" Lily asks.

"Yeah, with my dad. He loves nature."

"And your mom?" Lily shifts around, unaware her dress got caught behind the car seat, exposing the tiniest amount of the waistband of her lacy, white underwear. It quickly falls back down, but the sight is etched into my brain.

"She's, uh, not in the picture." I can't tell Lilythatnow. I have to focus on the road.

"Aw, I'm sorry. Neither is my dad." She seems apologetic for a few seconds, then her face resumes her innate smile. "It's whatever. Family is who you choose, not some guy who came in my mom two decades ago."

"Yeah..."

"Are we here already?" Lily asks excited. "No wonder, your beast is fast!"

We're in the middle of nowhere, and she loves it. Lily takes my hand and we walk through the forest.

"How far away is it? The river bank?"

I point ahead as the water comes into view. I set the picnic blanket and she takes out a storage box filled with miscellaneous food types.

"Y'know... I never do this type of stuff." Lily blushes. "It's just something that draws me to you."

"Lily." I open my mouth. I've rehearsed what I was going to say to her. So. Many. Times. Daydreaming about meeting her again was my favorite activity in college.

But nothing comes out. Lily's face tells me it's obvious I want to say something. She looks at me expectantly.

"Is this your first date too?"

"I've never been on a date before." I answer honestly. A part of me is happy she changed the subject.

She sits down next to me. I have a clear view into her cleavage. She's not wearing a bra. The only thing holding her dress on her tits is their sheer size, their curvature emphasized by the tight, sleeveless top.

Nothing is stopping me from pulling down her dress and sucking on her perfect tits.

Fucking hell, what am I thinking? What's wrong with me? That's my sister.

Meanwhile, she wears a mischievous grin. I'd wager my expression is giving me away. Fuck.

"Are you hot? You're so sweaty."

"I've waited all my life to see you again." My voice is trembling.

"What do you mean?" Lily places her hand on mine and gets closer, mere inches apart from me.

You're my sister. My beloved little sister who I'd never ravage, who I'd never fill with my cum, who I'd never tie to my bed and rip her tiny, pink pussy in half with my cock. I would never shove my cock between my sister's fat tits and I'd never spill my semen on her face. I'd never shove my cock in my sister's wet mouth, between the full, pouty lips she's inherited from our mother.

"I mean... I just wanted to tell you I, uh..."

She knows. She doesn't even have to look at it to know my cock is hard.

"Marcus, I'm a virgin." Lily whispers as her hand traces my belt.

"No..." I whisper back. I almost want to cry.

"Are you?"

I nod. I'm speechless. Mute. My brain wants something, but my cock wants the opposite.

"There's something about you. Something I can't quite place. You must be my soulmate." Lily touches my lips with her.

Her massive tits press against me. I grab her meaty ass and squeeze as hard as I can. She responds with a crazy moan. It makes me shake; it makes me lose all the inhibition I had.

I shove my tongue down her throat, pulling her dress up and grabbing her panties. I rip them in half, planning to make her go home with her pussy free. She doesn't object, kissing harder, saliva dripping down her chin and onto her cow-sized tits. I toss the ripped panties aside, onto the ground.

I palm her ass with both of my hands and squeeze twice as hard as before, with newfound strength. She's stroking my hair, placing kisses on every part of my face.

"I'm yours, Marcus. All yours." She moans. It makes me feral.

I place her on my lap and finally expose her boobs. They drop energetically as they escape the confines of that tight dress. My fingers squeeze her big nipples, her shapely, youthful tits melt in my hands.

"Yeah..." She whines like a bitch in heat. And that's what my sister is.

I start sucking her nipple, one hand on the other boob, one teasing the slit between her ass cheeks, slowly making my way down to the prize. Lily is breathing heavily, her heavy chest jumping with every breath.

Her hands are on my belt, undoing it, eager for my cock.

I'm fighting the urge to rip her dress off her, but instead I lift her up and she does the rest, tossing it to the side.

Her tight body makes me realize why Troy fell. Her wide hips and meaty thighs twitch expectantly, her pussy waiting for me to feed it. Her face is overcome by lust.

She kisses me again, and again, and again. Lily wordlessly unbuckles my pants and sets my dick free.

"I'm gonna devour you." She laughs, lowering herself to my shaft. Her tits press against my legs, ass up. She takes a deep breath before enveloping it in its entirety.

I hold her head down, my cock so deep into her wet mouth, her lips reach my balls. She doesn't voice any grievance, so I grab her hair. Her incredibly soft hair.

I pull her up to the halfway point of my dick, then quickly back down. She takes it with vigor, eager to please. Her hands wrap around me as I pull her again, this time to the head. She sucks it fiercely, looking into my eyes. Her tongue circles the top of my cock, then she lowers herself until it's tickling her throat. Her saliva is coating both of us.

"Cum..." Lily attempts to say with my cock in her mouth. "In my..."

She doesn't get to finish her sentence before I grab her hair again, up and down. Forcefully bringing her mouth down, burying my dick in her throat, then bringing her slightly up, just for a second. Then the cycle begins again.

Her eyes water, but her lips are hungry for cock.

I feel myself cumming, so I lower her as down as humanly possible and release my children inside her tiny mouth. She takes it like a champ, swallowing most of it. The tiniest amount of sperm escapes her mouth, trickling down my shaft. After she's done swallowing, she turns to the drops that eluded her, and begins lapping up the semen on my cock.

"Take me. I'm yours." Lily moans, her hand on her clit.

"I don't have a condom."

"I don't care. I'll take the pill tomorrow, or something. Just please, fill me up. I need you." My beautiful, lewd sister whispers in my ear.

I don't waste any time, impaling her small pussy with my cock. She writhes on my lap in full pleasure. I lift her by the waist, then drop her on my cock.

"F-fuck...More, I need more." Lily moans.

I grab her tits and knead them with force. She responds by kissing me and lifting her hips. I just sit and fondle her breasts as she rides me, enthusiastically jumping up and down my cock. Her tits would jump with her, were I not holding them hostage. I'm twisting them like they've wronged me, slapping and pulling, aiming to mark Lily as mine.

She just smiles, lost in the pleasure.

"Aaah, I'm yours." She yells out. One hand is on my stomach for balance, another is on her clitoris, for pleasure.

She's shaking so hard, I have to release her tits to hold her waist. Now, with her position secured, she lets go of me and grabs her tits, jiggling them for my entertainment. She looks at me with puppy eyes, begging me to suck her cow tits. And I do.

I bite her nipple, running my teeth along the areola. She cries out in pleasure. My whore sister. My little, perfect sister is jumping on my cock.

"I'm... I'm gonna..." Lily moans so loudly, I'd wager you could hear her from miles away.

And with that, I let my seed into her tight, pink pussy. She writhes as she orgasms at the same time. I sit there with my cock shoved deep inside her, but neither of us move.

"Fuck, you've ripped my panties." Lily laughs, her smile energizes me. "I guess I gotta walk home without them."

"Damn right." I laugh with her. "Don't worry, you're safe inside my car."

"Safe from you?"

"Ah, I didn't say that."

She kisses me. "I'm sure of it now. You're my soulmate. I can't explain it, it's just this weird feeling in my chest telling me we're meant to be."

Oh.

My vision steadies and I see my beautiful sister, sweaty and cum-filled. I've just destroyed my little sister's cunt.

And I'll do it again.