i spotted her at a halloween party, a cute little blonde in a fairy costume with a mask that covered the top half of her face. it was dark and i’d already had a decent amount to drink, but i could make out her sexy body in the dim lighting and knew i’d be inside her by the end of the night.
i drew my ghost face mask back into place and followed her onto the dance floor, and she didn’t protest when i began grinding up against her, or when i leaned down to suck on the skin on her neck. we spent a good amount of time dancing together, her ass getting me rock hard as we did. i could tell she was drunk, only contributing to that as i put drink after drink in her hand.
an hour and a half later, she was leaning against my shoulder as i directed her towards an empty bedroom and tossed her on her back on the bed. she didn’t move much once she was there, and i snapped my finger in her face to ensure she was awake. her opens opened slightly but reclosed.
i debated with myself for several seconds whether or not i could fuck her in the condition she was in, but my dick was so hard and achy from the dancing that i knew it was making the decisions for me. i muffled whatever morals i had as i began rubbing her over her underwear, listening to the sleepy whimpers she’d make as i did. i tossed my mask and my clothes to the side before i slipped her sexy body out of the fairy dress, her panties following behind.
i kept her mask on, telling myself it would be better if i couldn’t see her face. maybe i wouldn’t feel as bad about fucking a passed out girl tomorrow if i didn’t know what her face looked like.
i spread her legs and could make out how wet she was even in the bedroom lit only by dim red LED lights. her slippery pussy had my mouth watering and i immediately dropped my face to it, sucking and licking that perfect clit. her sounds were heaven as I did, and when her legs began to quiver, i slipped two fingers into her and felt as she creamed all over my mouth and hand.
good. she came. she clearly likes this shit and i have nothing to feel guilty about.
i rose up her until my dick was lined up with her sloppy hole, the idea of putting a condom on not even crossing my tipsy mind as i pressed myself inside her and took in the feel of her tightness. i groaned to myself as i started grinding and rubbing against that sweet gspot.
i started fucking her hard as she mosned below me, her eyes closed and seemingly unaware of what and who was causing her so much pleasure. i stoked deep, listening to the sounds of her creamy pussy and feeling my balls tighten each time they smacked against her ass. she was taking me so fucking well, so turned on and sucking my cock deep inside her.
when i placed both hands under her thighs to press her tightly to the bed, she began to shift and was able to raise her hand to set it on my chest.
her words were mumbled and quiet when she said, “what’s happening? please… please stop.”
somehow, the words only made my cock harder. i didn’t answer her and returned to grinding my pelvis against her clit, massaging her insides.
she groaned, still weakly trying to push me off her with her eyes closed. “mmh no. please. no.”
i could feel her tightening up around me, the same way she had on my fingers. “cum for me beautiful. god you’re so sexy. this is the tightest pussy i’ve ever fucked. i can’t believe how perfect it is. cum all over my dick.”
against her will, she crumbled beneath me for the second time, her pleas to stop incomprehensible through her unwanted pleasure. i slid in and out of her rougher as she pulsed around me.
when she could speak again, she quietly managed, “stop. this is rape. stop.”
fucking her with everything in me, i chuckled. “it’s not rape when you come that hard.”
she made a noise that sounded like she was crying, and i fucked her even harder. “god you were fucking made for this.”
i could see through the mask that she finally managed to open her eyes, which seemed to invigorate an urgency to push me off, which i easily resisted. “no no no,” she said. “no get the fuck off me. jason get off me.”
i couldn’t remember telling her my name but that didn’t matter to me. “oh yeah, say my name again slut. fucking perfect cunt.”
“get off me!!” she cried, and i watched as she reached up to pry her mask from her face to reveal herself. “jason, it’s me! oh my god get off!”
it took a few seconds for my intoxicated brain to catch up but i identified my younger sisters face through the fog. “kat?” i managed through uneven breaths.
my hips wouldn’t still as my slow mind raced with thoughts. i was fucking my sister. i went down on my sister. my sister had the most insane cunt i had ever felt, and had tasted incredible when she was cumming on my fingers. oh my god i was inside my sister. and so so so close to cumming.
she was watching me expectantly with her hands on my chest, but i couldn’t slide out of her. she was holding my dick so tight inside her, and my balls were nearly ready to release.
“i’m-i’m sorry,” i groaned.
she realized i wasnt getting off her with those words and began pounding on my chest. “holy shit get away from me, stop! you’re my brother this is fucking disgusting!”
“i’m so fucking close. you just feel too good. i’m sorry”
she was fighting against me with as much drunk power as she could, straining her legs and trying to remove herself. her struggling only made her clench tighter.
i slammed my hips to hers as i groaned loudly, spilling my cum deep inside her womb and continuing to fuck it deeper as she screamed and cried. my spine tingled as i experienced the best orgasm of my entire life from my younger sisters cunt, and i was panting as i grind against her again, feeling her clench my length and trying to push me out.
we were silent as everything stilled, me feeling bliss and her no doubt feeling extreme shock and betrayal. i ground into her slightly deeper before i opened my eyes and breathed out “sorry. christ you felt amazing.”